For planetary ombudsmen who need to regularly patrol the planets within their jurisdiction and record data on the civilizations and races on the planets, the spaceship does not exist as a "means of transportation", but rather as a "staff dormitory". As long as it doesn't violate the laws of the Galactic Federation, it's basically impossible to lose your job, and by the time you retire, the spaceship will almost be phased out, and you can buy it from the government at a half-sell-half-giveaway.

In the face of such a thing, Mizuho Kazami, like other planetary monitors, crazily stuffed his personal belongings into it, and even had an unruly personal mark like painting on the wall with lipstick because he was bored on a business trip.

Should I say lucky or unlucky? Caleps's beam cannon didn't hit the ship's vital point, and she was able to repair the ship and return to the capital planet by herself by giving Mizuho some metal materials and tools, but a hole appeared due to the explosion, the cabin was filled with seawater, and all her personal belongings were bathed in salt water.

"This skirt, but it cost me a month's salary, ......!" Faced with a wet mess, Mizuho wanted to cry without tears.

The culprit who caused all this apologized, but it was obviously not sincere, and when he saw this, he actually came over and said: "Isn't it good to wash?" There is a washing machine in the living area. ”

"This garment cannot be washed with water, and needs to be treated with special equipment to avoid damage to the internal structure." If it could be washed, Mizuho wouldn't be so sad.

"I see......" Lyle's eyes rolled around.

Well, he wants to confiscate this skirt, and the tights that Mizuho originally wore can't be returned, and there is some kind of alien technology hidden in that thin material, can he learn to say otherwise, but at least know 'what' and 'where'.

However, there is something more worthy of his research than studying alien clothing.

Lyle took the elevator to the third floor of the underground research institute, quickly put on what looked like mechanical gloves, and sat on a small platform where he could see the ship at the bottom of the floor, and performed an accordion-like motion.

(Toot!) All sorts of homemade equipment transferred from the munitions factory workshop are either driving like small cars, or spewing flames from their crotch, or walking like spiders, approaching the dripping alien spaceship one after another.

These things were the ones that produced Caleps, and with the other immovable equipment and deliberately stockpiled raw materials, Lyle could theoretically build a super robot in this underground research institute by himself, but it would take a long time.

"Slow, slow! What's to be done? Mizuho, who was aware of the hindsight, raised his head and asked Lyle, who was moving the remote control production robot in the upper floor.

With all the attention paid to manipulating the production robots, Lyle's tone of voice was inevitably much more flat: "Let's disassemble the armor today and take a look at the outer structure." ”

“！” Mizuho's body trembled, and he hurriedly threw down his beloved dress, and waved his hand loudly to try to attract Lyle's attention, "Our planetary inspector has taken a course to recommend spaceship maintenance, maybe I can repair the spaceship, I will tell the master how you use the various functions of the spaceship~"

For the sake of his own spaceship, Mizuho even used a coquettish voice.

However, once Lyle entered the explorer mode, even the maid couldn't shake him in the slightest: "That means nothing to me, I'm not interested in getting advanced alien equipment, I'm just interested in alien technology...... Replacing principles with practical experience is what I hate the most. ”

“！” Mizuho looked at Lyle's focused face distractedly.

The noise of the production robot working brought back her consciousness.

The helpless planetary overseer uttered a final cry: "But! This is someone's spaceship! ”

"The maid's is the master's, the master's is the master's, and in the end even the maid is the master's - I don't know which great man said this, but I have always made it my motto."

"There is no such great man!"

Yes.

Lyle is, though he isn't yet.

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Regardless, the master-servant relationship was eventually established.

Gentle, considerate, kind, and cute, Mizuho, who can't find fault anywhere, has spent an adaptation period where even the title is twisted and pinched.,Begin to get used to the work of a 'maid'.,Do housework in the underground research institute.、Wait for Lyle, who has very poor self-care skills.。

In his private life, he didn't have a ruthless Lyle who wiped out a fleet with one shot, he didn't change his attitude towards the maid because Mizuho was originally a captive, and he didn't try to force a physical relationship. It's just that the maid is spoiled according to the usual style.,Even after finding out that Mizuho was too bored in the underground research institute.,And took the initiative to stop his research.,Take her to the human city to play and shop.。

If it weren't for the fact that Lyle's research institute is deep underground on an uninhabited island, and Calups needs to dig wormholes in the wilderness, the two of them would have lived a normal lifestyle, like a freelancer husband working from home and a virtuous wife?

The relationship between the two gradually warmed up over time.

"It's not good to eat frozen food and ready-to-eat food every day, and sure enough, I still have to hone my cooking skills again...... "When performing missions on a spaceship, it is often difficult to get edible fresh ingredients from the planet where I am located, which is simple and convenient At the same time, for the sake of food safety, Mizuho also eats similar things, and if I don't hone my cooking skills, I can't get much stronger."

Originally, she didn't care much about it, but looking at Lyle's more unhealthy lifestyle than herself, she began to think about this kind of problem instead.

"Yo Xi~ Let Lyle use Calupus to help me catch some fish, and I'll eat fish dishes tonight!" Mizuho, who would only shout 'master' in front of Lyle, walked briskly out of the living area.

(buzzing——! ）

(Zizizi——! ）

(Boom!) Boom! Boom! ）

The noise of various production equipment came in, and Mizuho hurriedly retracted into the living area, put on industrial earmuffs and came out again, and trotted into the research area, which also had special soundproofing equipment, before taking off the earmuffs.

"What's the matter, Mizuho, it shouldn't be dinner time yet, right?" Lyle, who was pacing around the room and thinking about something, asked.

"Master, what's being made out there?" Mizuho is more concerned about other issues than fishing.

"I'm building a protective armor for you, too. I don't know how Mizuho defended when you had a spaceship, but now it's just an ordinary woman who can be slightly better individually, and it's best to have a set of enhanced super resistance armor at the prime particle stage...... Still," Lyle thought about it, and there was only one solution, "but it's unlikely that a person would carry two sets of armor, so I had to take my own." ”

"Does the master want to take it himself?" Mizuho blinked.

Lyle nodded and said: "The maid is empty-handed, and the master takes it himself, which must be a problem, but the maid is panting, and the master is empty-handed, I also think there is a problem." ”

"Is it~" Although he was close to Lyle, he looked at him with a smile.

"What's wrong?"

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