Geoffrey pushed the door open, yawning, with a sleepy face, walked into the office.
"Good morning, Lebius."
Geoffrey rubbed his drowsy eyes and greeted Lebius, who was already behind his desk.
This guy was always the first to appear in the office because he lived at the Order Bureau, dedicating everything to work, with no personal life. Sometimes Geoffrey didn't know whether to admire Lebius or feel sorry for him.
"Hmm?"
Without saying anything further, Geoffrey quickly noticed someone else in the office, a person in heavy protective clothing.
"Balder?"
Geoffrey asked tentatively.
"Good morning, Geoffrey."
Balder turned his head, a muffled voice coming from beneath the respiratory valve. Geoffrey hadn't expected Balder to come this early in the morning, and what surprised him more was that this guy was stubbornly wearing protective clothing even away from the Sublimation Furnace Core.
