The work environment in Chaldea is at two extremes.

The physical environment is among the best in the world, but the mental environment is terrible.

Because of the existential stakes and the severe shortage of personnel, the burden on Chaldean employees has surpassed that of the world's most black-hearted companies, beyond the general sense of "women for men, men for livestock".

Working overtime every day and wearing multiple hats is already the norm.

In case of special circumstances, such as the Battle of Montluçon and the Battle of Orleans, there was no time to eat and sleep, and all the staff were on duty. Normal physiological needs are all solved by high-tech and magical means such as nutrient solutions and magic potions.

So after the restoration of the first anomaly, the whole of Chaldea entered a long-lost period of relaxation.

Beginning with the celebration dinner, all the members, regardless of gender and age, returned to the room and slept in the dark.

They're so tired.

Continuous high-intensity work, physical and mental overload, continue, when sudden death will not be wonderful. They desperately need a cycle to rest, to recover.

Without their busyness, the atmosphere of the Chaldees has changed.

There are no more figures coming and going, no more sounds coming and going, some are just quiet, as if they have entered the deepest sleep.

No matter how deep the sleep is, as long as it is not the eternal sleep of death, there will be a time to wake up.

It's just that no one thought that the Chaldeans would wake up in such a way.

"Help~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

Early in the morning, just a few minutes after seven o'clock, a miserable-sounding scream woke up the sleeping human security organs.

The owner of the voice, a dark-haired teenager with a topless body and a pair of large pants on his lower body, stumbles open a door and runs down the hallway in an ultra-modern way.

As he ran, he turned his head from time to time to look at him, as if someone was chasing him.

However, surprisingly, the expected "pursuer" did not catch up from behind, but waited for him at a corner in front, also wearing only a pair of large pants, holding his chest with one hand and waving with the other.

"Yo! It's pretty fast. I can't imagine that Ritsuka still has a specialty in this area, not bad, not bad, and a good training point. ”

The young Fujimaru Rika immediately braked sharply, leaned forward, and begged for mercy.

"Leave me alone, Mr. Perseus, I really can't take it anymore, let me rest for a while."

"I think I still have a lot of stamina to run so fast. Young man, you can't do this, you must persevere in exercising this kind of thing, and there can be no slackness. Because, slackness means regression. ”

"But, but, it wasn't so exaggerated before."

"That's in a peculiar point, on the battlefield, and it's impossible to really push your body to the limit. It's different now, there's no mission, and it's safe enough, so come wrestle, boy. Seeing my heroic posture in battle before, and seeing my strong physique, don't you envy it? ”

Perseus said, tensing his body and striking several poses that embody strength.

To tell the truth, Rika is still quite envious. He doesn't want to be protected by Matthew all the time, and he also wants to be able to protect Matthew one day.

However, the sore shoulders and calves kept him reminded him that it would be bad to continue, coupled with the "inhuman" state that Perseus showed during training.

The boy turned decisively and ran in the other direction.

"Well, that's it for today, I, I'm not ready!"

"It's too late to run now, and after practicing my 'Ripple Qigong', I have to cooperate with the practice of 'Pankrasin'!" Perseus followed unhurriedly.

"No, isn't it 'breathing'? How did it become 'Ripple Qigong'? On the way to the wild run, Lixiang can still complain, it seems that the trip in 1431 has really improved him.

"Oh, last night over coffee, Roman said that my breathing method is a lot like the 'Ripple Qigong' from a comic. I went to see it, it's really similar, so it's called so, anyway, there is no official name for the breathing method - remember, Lixiang, from today you are the successor of 'Ripple Qigong', Fujimaru · JOJO Rika! ”

"What is this?"

"Accept the ripples, JOJO!" The more Perseus spoke, the higher he became, and in the end, he shot directly, causing ripples visible to the naked eye in the air, like a realistic version of ripples.

The ideal hit by the ripples is like a rocket with the ignition switch turned on, flying forward with a thud on the ground, and it can't stop at all.

What's even more excessive is that there is a corner of the corridor not far ahead, which scared Lixiang to scream on the spot.

"No~to~ah!"

At this moment, a purple-haired girl in civilian clothes happened to walk around the corner, holding a wonderful creature called "Fufu" in her hand.

Sensing that something was wrong, he instinctively reached out and caught Tachika.

"Senior, are you alright?"

The whole Chaldea would call Lixiang that, and there was only one girl who could take over Perseus's "ripples", Matthew the Subservant.

"No, it's okay, thank you, Matthew."

The frightened Lika relied on Lixiang to pant for breath, and taking advantage of this opportunity, Perseus walked over gracefully.

"Oh, Matthew, just in time, just grab Rika like this, don't let him run."

"Don't." Rikka immediately hid behind Matthew, "Please, help me stop Mr. Perseus." ”

"You ...... This is? Caught in the middle, Matthew looked dazed.

"Oh, I'm—"

Perseus was just about to answer, when he suddenly felt that the wind behind him was different, and grabbed it with his backhand, just grabbing a heavy object.

A long strip with a cross at one end is the scepter given to Marda by the Savior.

"You, what the hell are you two doing? Put on my clothes! ”

"Good morning, Joan of Arc, Marda, you have just arrived."

Perseus stretched out his other hand and waved it as a greeting.

When the scepter arrived, the owner of the scepter naturally arrived, accompanied by another holy woman, whose rooms were adjacent to each other, and who often acted together.

"Good morning, Mr. Perseus." The calmest was Joan of Arc, "Did something happen?" ”

"Yes, it's a very important thing, and it's related to Rikka's safety in the future. Joan of Arc had previously targeted Rika for attacks, and in order to prevent a similar situation from happening again, I decided to use the rest time without a mission to train him. However, as soon as he made the preparations, he couldn't stand it and ran away! ”

"What does this have to do with you dressed like this?" Marda wondered.

"You should know, after all, we had a fight."

"I see, Pankrasin."

Marda instantly understood, her sapphire eyes sweeping over the muscles and joints of Richika's body.

"Well, I didn't see it before, Master's body is really suitable for this aspect."

After all, Marda can't see through, and Rikka doesn't wear revealing it.

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