The tasks were assigned, and the Kanjou Commission, eager to show off their skills, excitedly began delegating personnel.
Halfway through assigning the work, the head of the Kanjou Commission suddenly realized he had neglected the special envoy who had brought Narukami’s will.
His words caught in his throat, and he seemed a bit at a loss because of it.
Clementine, however, didn’t care at all about being ignored.
After all, she hadn’t even remembered the name of the Kanjou Commissioner.
If one were to be precise, she was the one who equally ignored everyone.
Glancing at the stuttering Kanjou Commissioner, Clementine felt that his current state was delaying the work progress, so she offered a way out for him.
“Since there are no taboos, the Commissioner should just do what needs to be done.
You may treat me as if I don’t exist.” Having received the Messenger’s magnanimity, the Commissioner quickly breathed a sigh of relief.
After offering his thanks, he hurried away, likely throwing himself back into the endless work.
The only anomaly was the strange look this worker gave Clementine before leaving.
It was unclear what kind of incredible things he had conjured up in his mind.
Humans are truly strange.
Clementine thought to herself.
Recalling Makoto’s words that her presence could speed up the other party’s work progress, Clementine decided to satisfy her curiosity and continue her role as an observer.
Thus, the Kanjou Commissioner, who was hurrying along, once again encountered the envoy waiting for him at his leisure on Ritou.
He naturally couldn’t hide his shock, unable to analyze whether the Thunder Dragon’s reappearance meant the deity was satisfied with him or felt he needed a warning.
Hearing the other party tactfully inquire about her purpose, Clementine replied without any intention of hiding anything: “I’m just taking a walk.” That sounds rather insincere, Clementine reflected, so she added another sentence.
“If the Commissioner encounters any difficulties, you may also seek me out.” The Kanjou Commissioner felt he understood everything.
It was likely that the Shogun trusted him because of the proposal he had submitted, giving him the authority to act as he saw fit.
Since the power had been delegated, the deity surely wanted to see results as soon as possible, which meant mobilizing more available resources into this matter.
For example, as long as it helped complete the task better, personnel and materials from the other Commissions could also be requisitioned.
Of course, the other two Commissions were unlikely to listen to him, so the Shogun had specifically sent her trusted familiar as an envoy, clearly showing her protection and high regard.
The more he thought about it, the more he felt his logic was sound.
A sense of gratitude for being entrusted with a heavy responsibility and a determination to achieve something great welled up in his heart.
Spirited, he prepared to talk with the other two Commissions.
Clementine didn’t know that this Kanjou Commissioner had completed such a rich series of mental gymnastics; she just didn’t understand why she was leaving right after arriving.
Before leaving, the man specifically turned back to give her a guarantee, saying a great deal about not failing the Shogun’s trust, leading everyone in sincere cooperation, and contributing everything to Inazuma’s development.
She seemed quite motivated.
Although she didn’t understand the reason, it probably wasn’t a bad thing?
She was a good worker with a strong sense of self-awareness.
The construction work on Ritou thus began very smoothly.
Relying on her newly learned teleportation ability, Clementine enjoyed wandering among the islands.
Thanks to this, her past few days had been very interesting.
During the day, she went to watch the Kanjou Commissioner engage in verbal battles with others.
Although most of the time, as soon as she appeared, the Commissioner would quickly win, leaving her with no more excitement to watch.
Because of this relationship, she had more contact with the Tri-Commission these days than ever before.
After all, when she was filling in for Makoto, she only needed to see them every few days and rarely spoke more than a few words.
Now, she was observing their undercurrents from a close distance.
The most direct result was that she indeed remembered the names of several key people who frequently appeared.
While acting as an invisible supervisor, Clementine could also slip back to Tenshukaku at night to chat with Makoto.
Occasionally, Ei wanted to catch her for a sparring match, but her new ability was excellent for running away, and Ei usually couldn’t catch her.
Clementine’s explanation for this was: how could encouraging Ei to develop the ability to chase her not be considered a form of martial improvement?
On the other side, the youkai’s recreational activities were also nearly ready.
As agreed before, the trio from Tenshukaku all accepted Kitsune Saiguu’s invitation and participated in the event.
What puzzled Clementine was that the youkai activities were held in the middle of the night.
As far as she knew, not all youkai had the habit of being nocturnal.
Kitsune Saiguu’s explanation was that the atmosphere was better at night.
Given that this fox was usually quite unreliable, Clementine was a bit skeptical about whether this reason was actually credible.
The location for the festivities was chosen in the mountain forests near Chinju Forest.
Clementine had some impression that the surrounding area was primarily the territory of youkai like foxes.
The Chinju Forest at night was still adorned with dots of blue bioluminescence.
Passing through a nearly imperceptible barrier, the sounds of clamor and bustle suddenly flooded into her ears.
Compared to the silence of her last visit, where not even the chirping of birds or insects could be heard, the current liveliness brought an entirely different atmosphere to this dense forest.
It might not seem tempting right now but who knows what the future holds?
“And If you’re enjoying it, drop a Power Stone for me!”