I\'m bored! The captain is always away these days. All I do is training, and I always get beat up by that little sergeant. Ensign Bronto, who looks like a young girl with blonde hair pulled back in a ponytail, is sitting in front of a chocolate cake, gâteau au chocolat, She is blabbering in front of a chocolate cake, gateau chocolat. For some reason, the base\'s liquor depot is well stocked with sweets. It\'s because, comparatively speaking, there are many female personnel and female soldiers. And then, the little sergeant comes in. Second Lieutenant Bronto stiffens, thinking he has been overheard talking to himself. ...... The company commander is visiting his family\'s grave, Second Lieutenant. Would you like to go, Second Lieutenant? We don\'t have much time.\" Staff Sergeant Fujimi says with his usual iron face. His appearance looks quite childish to Westerners, coupled with his hair style, He looks like a Japanese wooden doll, a kokeshi doll. The Ensign\'s eyes immediately change at the sight of his face. I\'ll be right there. Where is it?\" It was in English. \'This way, sir, if you would like to go. He snatched the note the staff sergeant was about to give him and left the mess hall with the untouched chocolate. (You saw right through me. ....... You are a genius.) (You saw right through me, . You\'re a genius.) The staff sergeant mumbled in a small voice, (You\'re a genius.) \"Sergeant, you\'ve crossed a dangerous bridge,\" he muttered in a small voice. A silver-haired corporal, who had somehow quickly approached him, called out, \"Are you sure? You\'re deviating from your role, sir. I always have to clean up the mess of a girl genius. This much is natural. Staff Sergeant Fujimi is not surprised by the corporal\'s presence, and smiles lightly in return. \'You\'re not just a staff sergeant. \'......, Corporal, you are very good at makeup. 　I wish you could teach me. Is that a Hollywood thing? 　No, I thought you were from the East Coast. Damn! The silver-haired corporal frowns for a moment at the staff sergeant\'s remark, but then sits back down at the table. I\'m about the same age as Ensign Bronto. I don\'t need makeup. The staff sergeant nods slightly and sits down in front of the corporal. There are certain roles that require it,\" he says. In your country, do sergeants hit officers with impunity? Fujimi, a sergeant, is fixing a blonde, younger second lieutenant for something. But normally, that\'s as far as ...... goes. The silver-haired corporal shook his head faintly. \'......, I\'m the second lieutenant\'s escort. It\'s not your role either.\" Then Corporal Sylvia stood up. \'Well, I guess I\'ll go do my part, then. Lieutenant.\" The last thing he said, for some reason, was to Sergeant Fujimi. Sergeant Fujimi made no reply, as if he had not heard her.