After accidentally replenishing magic with everyone in the Honmaru due to a mishap, I reflected deeply on my mistake and decided to submit my resignation.
However, the Time Government was unwilling to let go of such a useful worker. After much back-and-forth, they only agreed to grant me a fifty-year external assignment.
Well, so be it. As long as I can avoid meeting the swords in the Honmaru for a while, there’s nothing I can’t handle—
***
“Aruji.”
“Where do you intend to go?”
“After doing something like that, are you really planning not to take responsibility for us?”
Just before I could escape with everything I had, they cornered me in front of the time-space converter.
No.
The act of a Saniwa ○… Can that even be called ○? And now you’re suddenly demanding that I take responsibility for what happened?
I don’t get it.
‘Clearly, I am the one and only little emperor designated in this Honmaru!’