"Report, Governor John, the person has been picked up, safe and sound, and is expected to arrive in Faoken in seven days~"
"Very good, thanks for the effort."
"Beep, beep----"
That evening, inside the Faoken Governor's Office, listening to the report coming over the commercial ship Silver Gull sent by the Ostan Duchy for the pickup, knowing that the matter regarding his older sister Samantha had been resolved, John finally put down the heart that had been hanging in suspense.
Yet after ending the communication, a description-defying complexity of emotions bloomed within his heart.
Perhaps it was the lingering suspicion toward the other party's true identity, or maybe the panic brought on by not knowing how to face this older sister of the original body seven days from now.
So much so that for the first time in a long while, he unexpectedly felt somewhat irritated all over.
Just as he sat in his chair, staring blankly at the sand table ahead, someone happened to knock on the room's door at that moment.
"Knock, knock!"
"----Enter!"
"Creak!"
Accompanied by the door being pushed open, the sight that met his eyes was Wendy holding a stack of documents.
Compared to a month ago, the Pighead Squad Leader's appearance had not changed much, though her major's uniform had already been replaced by a brand-new, beautiful, pitch-black military tunic with gold-inlaid borders belonging to the Minister of the Department of Government Affairs of Faoken.
Though the overall cut of the attire favored coldness and majesty, draped over Wendy, the newly appointed minister, it failed to impart any high-and-mighty sense of alienation; instead, beneath her bright smile, it gave off an indescribable, gentle air that made anyone who saw her unconsciously feel a bit closer.
"Captain, this is the latest personnel report for Faoken's