Chapter 188 Leaving the hardship of work means enduring the hardship of studying.
Chapter 188 Leaving the hardship of work means enduring the hardship of studying.
"Roman, you must be under a lot of work pressure. I brought you lots of delicious food. I think, oh no, Tina should call you Brigadier General Roman now, right?" Looking at Roman's appointment letter, Tina's eyes were filled with envy.
She was only recently promoted to warrant officer, which is considered fast.
As for Smoker, he's still struggling to climb the ranks as a sergeant.
Moreover, given his current situation, it will probably be quite a while before he can be promoted to the next level.
"It's not office time now, so just call me by my name. There's no need for such formalities between us. Also, thank you, Lieutenant General He, for coming to see me in person. I am truly flattered."
Vice Admiral Tsuru is the anchor of all female naval personnel. Her squad is almost entirely composed of female soldiers, and her intelligence and combat prowess are among the best in the navy.
The fact that the usually arrogant Doflamingo could only run away when he saw Tsuru shows how intimidating she is.
Of course, as long as the bottom line isn't crossed, Tsuru is a gentle noblewoman, but as the Navy's chief of staff, even if he's not extremely busy, he must have a lot of official duties. It's unlikely that he came to see her just to see her.
So there's something else going on?
"I am aware of your mental health issues. It was our oversight that put too much pressure on you as a child, and we are very sorry about that."
He spoke very sincerely.
this……
Wow, so this is compensation.
After looking at his appointment letter, Roman understood what was going on.
There are indeed drawbacks in the system. Normally, no one sees a lot of things you do, but once someone's health collapses or they get sick, the praise comes immediately, and they can't wait to promote them as the company's business model.
"I'm fine, Lieutenant General Tsuru. I just need to rest for a while."
Vacation, vacation, I need to rest.
"I have an opinion on your question, and I wonder what you think?" Crane suddenly offered his thoughts slowly.
what?
……
It's often said that older people love to stir things up, and that's certainly true.
Now, Roman was invited to Lieutenant General Tsuru's house.
Lieutenant General Tsuru's house was different from the small apartment where Roman lived. It was not only spacious but also luxurious, with a huge yard filled with all kinds of flowers and plants as decorations, and the path was paved with smooth and round pebbles.
The entire house has a bright and sparkly style, and all the furniture and decorations inside are exquisite. The colors are matched comfortably and naturally, full of natural style. When the breeze blows through the curtains, there is a gentle warmth.
Living in a house like that would be incredibly therapeutic, but when Roman saw the pile of stuff there, she got a headache.
She doesn't oppose learning; in fact, she thinks learning is very important because it's the only way to grow to the fullest extent.
However, studying during work hours and studying during vacation are two completely different things.
At least that's what she thinks.
So, trying to suppress the twitching at the corners of his mouth, Roman tried to make his voice sound as natural as possible: "Lieutenant General Tsuru, are these all prepared for me?"
It's no wonder Roman felt overwhelmed. When someone is on vacation and is suddenly told they have to learn a musical instrument, painting, dancing, flower arranging, tea ceremony, ceramics, and a whole host of other things that cultivate one's character, it's really easy to feel overwhelmed.
"Pretty much. These things are much easier than work, and learning them can quickly heal your spirit."
I know your intentions are good, but can we stop here and start learning these things? Let alone treating anxiety, I feel like you're just creating anxiety for me.
Roman knew absolutely nothing about the above.
The Charlotte family, although royal, lacks historical depth.
The patriarch was a gluttonous child, and the siblings enjoyed playing fighting games, so the family's artistic taste was...
If you asked Roman to cook a meal, make desserts, read a book, write some plans, or even to be more direct and have a fight, she would be fine with it.
But it was really difficult for her to do something that looked so artistic.
After all, she had followed the exam-oriented education path in her previous life and rarely got involved in these kinds of things.
"Oh? Sister Crane, do you have students like me? Ah, it's a child. Could it be the legendary Syl Roman?"
Suddenly, a sophisticated female voice rang out, and her appearance perfectly matched her voice.
She has long, black, waterfall-like hair, delicate features, a beauty mark at the corner of her mouth, and long, slender legs with a black spider tattoo that makes her look exceptionally sexy. She also wears a sword at her waist.
At this moment, she has a Japanese-style hairstyle and is wearing a pinkish-red dress, radiating youthful energy.
However, the beautiful woman in front of us is also nearly three meters tall.
It's really big, and she's beautiful.
"Hello, Brigadier General Jizo." Roman nodded in greeting.
"You know me?"
"The renowned genius swordsman, although this is the first time I have seen you in person, I have long heard of your reputation." Roman smiled politely.
"I've heard of your reputation, but it's unbelievable that you're still just a child."
"Alright, alright, I didn't call you here to flatter each other. Don't forget this is study time." Seeing that the two were about to continue their conversation, He quickly spoke up.
"Sorry, Sister Crane, but seeing such a cute girl, and also a swordsman, I got a little excited for a moment."
"I understand how you feel, but let's start the lesson. Today's lesson is flower arranging, so study hard!"
Flower arrangement? That's too classical.
I have a feeling that I've fallen into a trap.
"Help! Help! I should have known better than to say I had mental problems," Roman thought, on the verge of tears.
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