How To Prepare For A War.

Inside the office, Floid scowled as he saw his table. The table was organized and clean, but there were so many documents on it that Floid didn't know where his table started and where the documents ended! What the hell!? I thought Rosavellt was handling all the general-purpose tasks when I wasn't around.

I told her to only leave the documents that seems important for me to handle. Don't tell me that this many documents arrived in only one week.

Floid walked towards his desk and took a seat before picking up his first document to read and speaking up. He didn't have time to complain, so he just decided to get down to work.

"Give me a rundown of the previous week, Rosavellt,"