The next day was the day Shire had to serve at the command center again, and he originally planned to linger in bed for a while longer.
Ever since he arrived in this time and space, he kept switching between the roles of a strategist and capitalist. Despite having holidays, he was never really idle, always busy either for the war or his business.
At that moment, he wanted to be lazy, hiding in the warm blanket to have a good sleep during this chilly autumn.
But Camille lightly knocked on the door outside and reminded, "Shire, Major Laurent has been waiting downstairs for half an hour!"
"I'll be right there, mom!" Shire replied helplessly.
The sky was gloomy, with rain seeming to fall intermittently, feeling oppressive. A cold wind pierced through the leaking sides of the T-shaped car, making Shire shiver and tighten his military coat involuntarily.
Major Laurent manipulated the car while saying, "In the future, we might not need to avoid crowds anymore, Lieutenant!"
