Editing HEAVY OBJECT:Volume2 Chapter 1 (section)

===Part 8===

It went well beyond the level of whether she was mad or not.

Quenser and Heivia had been called to the officer’s room in the assault landing aircraft carrier being used as a sea headquarters. What they found waiting for them there was Froleytia’s raging lecture special. It was exactly what they expected, but on a much greater scale. Quenser could not help but wonder when the Japanese shuriken decorating her desk would come flying his way.

After the long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long string of abuse had ended, over 120 minutes had passed. Froleytia herself must have realized how long she had been speaking because she took a cough drop before speaking again.

“Well, you are lucky this was an unofficial additional mission. Since this operation was never supposed to exist in the first place, they cannot publicly make you take responsibility. Otherwise, you would be behind bars right now.”

“Sigh… Yeah…”

“…Dammit. I fight to save the heroine, and all I get is a lecture.”

Quenser and Heivia’s faces looked like the plastic bag after all the cream had been squeezed from it. 

With the cough drop melting on her tongue, Froleytia asked, “So how did the lady in question react?”

“You should ask Heivia about that, not me.”

Quenser passed the question along to Heivia. Heivia looked uncomfortable, but he had to answer without averting his gaze since his commanding officer had asked the question.

“She seemed really happy.”

“I see.”

Froleytia’s expression had been one of anger for the past two hours, but now it changed.

With a bitter smile, the two boys’ commander said, “Then I guess I do not need to ask anything else.”