587 – Department Without a Minister, Minister Not Working – 1

My future was confirmed during the process of the Crown Princess’s first birthday.

It’s strange. Obviously, Doljabi is an event to get a glimpse into the baby’s future, but why did you see my future?

“Now that the Crown Princess has her minister, the Crown Princess will become an emperor who receives the devoted help of her minister.”

I bit my lip without realizing it. I still can’t forget what the emperor said right after Doljabi was finished.

The cruelty of treating me, a dignified human being, like a stoner. The ruthlessness of assuming that ‘of course’ I will be working when I die or retire.

I was frustrated. It is true that the emperor is older than me, but even so, the difference is not more than a few years. When the Crown Princess succeeds to the throne, I too will do it today and tomorrow…

Today… Tomorrow…

‘Fuck.’

I couldn’t fool myself and sighed.

If my lifespan were extended, I would not be able to use the expression “Today or tomorrow.” By the time the Crown Princess ascends the throne, I will be roughly 70 or 80, so based on Trixie’s mixed-blood elf calculation, I’d be roughly 14 to 16 years old, right?

Wow, 16 years old! You are younger than when I started my career as a civil servant!

‘…I only served the Crown Princess and when I was done, I made a good decision.’

In fact, the Muno, Trica, and Apels empires, which lasted for a thousand years, are strange. Usually, the lifespan of a dynasty is about a few hundred years. There are many dynasties that were cut off without lasting even 300 years, let alone 500 years.

But can I, a person in my 20s, live to be 400 or 500 years old? It can be a good fight whether the Livnoman imperial family falls first or whether I die first. Just thinking about it makes my heart pound.

‘Somehow the Crown Princess will legally retire within the period of her reign.’

I gritted my teeth and made a promise. He said he would retire before becoming a loyal subject (forced) to be with the imperial family for the last time. I don’t think I’ll ever invest the rest of my life into being a civil servant.

Of course, I will not retire alone, but as a couple. It seems a lot like a husband playing while the wife is working.

“I hope the minister lives long and can take care of our grandchildren.”

Therefore, he took great pains to erase the emperor’s curse from his head.

You cannot be a subject who served four emperors rather than a subject who served three emperors.

Due to successful marriages and childbirth, my vacation has been going on for about two years.

Thanks to variables such as invitations to the Council and dispatch to the Kingdom of Leon, I faced the bizarre situation of being on a business trip while on vacation, but my vacation was not officially over.

But the time has come to break the long vacation and go to work at the Ministry of Supervision office building.

“These documents must be approved directly by His Excellency.”

About a year after the Ministry of Supervision was officially launched.

Among the work handled during that year, documents that had to be approved directly by the minister piled up.

“There are a lot. It was a lot of work to select them.”

He patted the deputy director’s shoulder, who is now leading the Ministry of Inspection and Inspection admirably as the minister’s secretary.

Just looking at his face makes me happy. A treasure of mine who persevered despite the crazy circumstances in which the Minister has not gone to work even once since the creation of the department. If the emperor orders personnel transfer to another department, he will be the pillar of the department who will risk his life to prevent it.

I think about it every time, Deputy Chief—no, if I didn’t have the secretary, I would already be dead. This is not a metaphor; he actually probably died from overwork while working.

“Thanks to His Excellency for trusting me and entrusting me with all authority, I didn’t have to worry about anything.”

In response to my pat, the secretary bowed her head and expressed humility.

I was impressed. If I were the secretary, my wish would have been to hit the little minister who left everything to the secretary.

‘Is my subordinate lucky or bad?’

Looking at the secretary, Fine, and Manager 5, their subordinates are not unlucky. However, if you turn your head and look at the 2nd and 3rd departments, it is difficult to say that it is good.

Just as there are subordinates like fairies, there are also subordinates like Satan. It can truly be said to be the ultimate golden balance.

…

‘It’s not an exaggeration anymore.’

I noticed a sense of discomfort late. I am the one who promoted the head of Department 5 to deputy executive director, and the heads of departments 2 and 3 to deputy information chief and executive director. That’s why I still call those guys managers.

If you are conscious of this, you will be called by your current position, but since you have not been to work since the founding of the Ministry of Inspector General, you are familiar with your position from the Ministry of Inspector General. I am concerned that if they keep doing this, they will end up calling them managers even during official meetings. It’s rude for your boss to degrade your position when you need to establish authority as an executive.

‘Do those guys actually like it?’

Now that I think about it, those deserted ninjas are the ones who thought it would be an opportunity for me to lower their positions and would go down on their own.

Perhaps that is why I felt a sense of duty to call him to his current position. Even if my tongue is cut out, you are the managers and deputy managers.

“Now that I think about it, Your Excellency.”

“Uh, tell me.”

I broke my thoughts and answered the secretary’s call.

“These are things that only need to be taken care of before the New Year’s wedding, so there is no need to rush.”

At those words, I glanced at the pile of documents.

It is not a small amount, but considering that it has been accumulated for about a year, it is good. There is no need to drag it out for a long time as you can sort things out if you concentrate hard for just a few days.

“It’s okay. It’s better to deal with it in advance.”

“I am telling you that it will be difficult to make payments starting today.”

“…Huh?”

It was something I couldn’t understand, but I soon came to understand.

The sound of footsteps rushing from beyond. The door to the minister’s office opens roughly without knocking.

“Minister!”

Wild Eri has been invaded.

“I can finally go on a work date with the Minister!?”

“What is that?”

In an instant, my hair turned white. Could it be that the words ‘work’ and ‘date’ can coexist?

“I thought I would become a bride who worked alone until the wedding and only saw her husband’s face on the wedding day!”

“No, you always come to my house after work!”

She protested vehemently because it was a remark that instantly turned her husband-to-be into trash.

It is true that I have not shown my face at the Ministry of Supervision building for the past year. When you step into the government building while on vacation, you are told, ‘Just do your work while you’re here.’ I was afraid that the imperial order would come.

But when Eri Langpine got off work, she didn’t go anywhere else and came straight to her mansion. Although she had only a vague concept of leaving work because the department had just been launched, she was always with me whenever she had time.

So to say that he is neglecting his wife -to-be his is a serious slander. I am not that emotionless and shameless b*stard.

“But! When I go to the mansion, it’s already dinner time! After dinner, it’s hard to ask someone to go out on a date! If we talk for a bit, it’s time to go to bed right away! When I wake up, it’s time to go back to work!”

Of course, Eri is not a small person who will back down from my protest against her. Instead, she was busy yelling and talking about all the things she had been sad about.

“It’s not fair! My older sisters and I date at the mansion in privacy! But it’s always just me and Finne who spend more than half of the day alone!”

Before I knew it, I touched my forehead to the sight of Eri lying on the floor struggling.

It’s ugly but sad, it’s sad but it’s shameful. I understand Eri’s her feelings her her her, but I can’t understand her her actions her her her.

But what can I do? Even that shameful appearance is part of my wife. If I, her husband, don’t accept it, who will?

‘It’s soon my turn to have a ceremony with Eri.’

Before we knew it, November, a month full of ups and downs, had passed and December had arrived. After just one more month, it will be time to get married to Eri.

And it’s harsh for a bride-to-be to have so few memories with her groom just days before her wedding.

“Promise you’ll stay with me today!” Make me sit on her lap when you sign the papers—”

“Let’s go on a draft date together.”

“…Yes?”

Eri, who was seriously struggling with my words, blinked her eyes and tilted her head.

“Let’s go on a date. I’ll tell the head of the intelligence department that I approved it, and we can use one day’s worth of vacation.”

“Really?”

“If it was a lie, I wouldn’t have asked you to take a vacation.”

Erigi knew that I was serious about Hyuga, and she nodded as if she understood.

“Well, today I was going to help the minister who was on his first day at work as a senior at the Ministry of Inspector General, but he said he wanted to go on a date with his lovely lover, so I can’t help it!”

Eri slowly stood up and showed off her chest.

When she saw that, she said, ‘Actually, that’s a lie.’ The words rose to the top of her throat, but I held back because I felt like if I did that, I would see the bottom of my wife-to-be.

“Hey, wait a minute.”

“Why? I need to write a vacation application quickly.”

“I have to shake off the dust and go.”

As she was about to run out of the minister’s office, Eri grabbed her shoulder and shook her back.

Even though Eri just lives without worrying about what other people think, it’s a bit much to make her walk around in dirty clothes as if she just cleaned the floor with her back.

***

Humming her tune her, she ran to the Ministry of Information office.

“Deputy Director of Information!”

And she briskly opened the door.

“Don’t call me Nim because I find it disgusting—”

“I’m going to take a vacation!”

She threw the scrawled leave application at high speed to the Deputy Director of Information.

Then the conductor’s expression became distorted. Throwing out a leave application to someone who recently returned to work after their newlywed/parental leave ended. What a fun and wonderful act.

“Oh, the Minister approved it, so there is no need to repair it!”

“No, then why did you give it to me!”

“Look at it and get pissed!”

The conductor grabbed the back of his neck at the confident answer.

Amazing. Even when you were a director, you sometimes showed that kind of behavior, but you change like that when you become a director or deputy director-level official?

‘I will be a manager for the rest of my life.’

My husband is a minister and my sister is a duke. What good are these titles? At first, I was a little, very slightly disappointed with the minister who promoted everyone except me, but now that I think about it, it was consideration for me.

If you are a manager, you are treated as an appropriate executive, but you have relatively less responsibility, and the intensity of the duties is less intense.

‘Exaggeration is the best.’

I looked at the shaking conductor with satisfaction and then turned around.

I submitted my vacation application, so now it’s really just a date!