"Remember to always clean your boots after each mission, my dear large grunt~."
"Okay, okay, Miss Jeanne, I get it."
"Do you? Hmm..."
Miss Jeanne's voice, light and teasing, echoed through the Clothing Section of the Grunt Armory. Though there were many artisan grunts and android helpers still going about their work without caring much about our conversation.
They had been that way since the start of our arrival in the Clothing Section and meeting up with Miss Jeanne, and were making quite the ruckus. I had to give them props for their hyper-focused dedication.
Anyway...
I was inching away from the brunette tailor toward the outside of the Clothing Section, while Professor Kala and my senior, Grunt No. 147, were waiting for me outside the area.
I had secured my grunt's clothing gear, but right now, I was trying to escape Miss Jeanne's endless stream of advice.
Our Grunt No. 147 is getting some new phone...
I wish I could too lmao.
Anyway,
Stay tuned for more~.
HIATUS. Not much to say here other than it's not working out.