As far as Naruse Mio was concerned, after joining the Inquisition, she had imagined all sorts of things she might encounter.
But... the work in front of her still went far beyond Naruse Mio's expectations.
"Waaah... why do I have to copy all this stuff by hand?"
Looking at the parchment before her, Naruse Mio, pen in hand, was about to cry.
That's right. After joining the Inquisition, Naruse Mio hadn't been assigned to exterminate Xenomorphs or anything like she had feared. Instead, she had been assigned clerical work!
That's right. Naruse Mio never would have imagined that the Inquisition, which had already fully implemented a Personal Terminal system with network communications, would still have such an ancient method of record-keeping! They didn't even print it with a printer; they made you copy it by hand!
Even schools used photocopiers to issue notices nowadays, okay?
Why did she have to copy it onto parchment by hand?
Although the content Naruse Mio had to copy wasn't particularly extensive, it was basically a general record of the Inquisition's activities from the previous day. For example, requests from certain places to deploy the Night Watch, the progress of resource allocation, and the collection and organization of reports from various parties. Put simply, it was more like a summary report of the Inquisition's daily work.
Even with a template that could be used directly on her Personal Terminal, copying such a document onto parchment was exhausting, okay? Not to mention that this wasn't ordinary paper, but parchment, and she wasn't using a pencil that could be freely erased and corrected. That meant that if Naruse Mio's hand shook or she made even one careless mistake while copying, she had to start all over...
This made Naruse Mio complain bitterly. Using her own power to