"That will be all, Lord Chiba."
After hanging Chiba's nameplate on the nameplate wall behind him, which seemed to be used for assigning missions, the young ninja at the mission system's registration office spoke respectfully.
"Sorry, I was a day late."
Chiba apologized with slight embarrassment.
Not only had the registration office not held his being a day late against him, they had completed the paperwork for him immediately and even dated it for yesterday. In other words, the registration office had proactively covered up the rather serious matter of his late registration.
Chiba had originally thought that if the registration office gave him trouble, he would have no choice but to call in a favor. After all, he had helped the mission system out tremendously before.
But the facts proved that he had been judging them by his own petty standards. The registration office had no intention of giving him trouble at all. Judging by the young ninja's manner, he would probably have written yesterday's date no matter when Chiba had shown up.
"N-No, Lord Chiba, please don't mind it. We understand. Even when resting, we believe you have many matters to attend to. And the minister has already said that if you need to register again in the future, you only need to send a trustworthy person to inform us."
Hearing Chiba's words, the young ninja hurriedly shook his head in apparent alarm and said this.
Why did it feel like...
...the mission system had started repaying his favor?
At the young ninja's words, a wry smile touched Chiba's lips. He truly had not expected the mission system's minister to grant him such considerable privileges. It was a sign of extreme recognition.
"No, it's better to follow the usual procedure."
After a rapid turn of thought, Chiba spoke.