Visha’s Determination for Major Degurechaff
My name was VIctoriya Ivanovna Serebyakova, second lieutenant serving the glorious Imperial army. Unlike most of fellow mages in 203rd Battalion, I am a rare conscripted soldier. Why was there no other conscript in our battalion? Well, looking at our recruitment poster that dripping with spirit of patriotism that challenge one's loyalty and pride… I didn't think anyone drafted by force would dare to take it.
Beside, my fellow conscript soldiers had inferior complex to volunteers. Not even my ever confident friend and former roommate, Erya had the nerve to serve under our commander.
Speaking of our commander, she is the national hero of Empire hailed for her bravery and noble grace! She was no other than, Tanya von Degurechaff, the noble Argent.
Erya said in her letter, I am Commander's avid fangirl. I don't mind, commander is a very wonderful person and a person I admire the most. Flying by her side give me the opportunity to see that Major is as beautiful and strong as her second name, Argent suggest.
Lately I had a personal concern, and First Liutenant Grantz being as insensible as ever ask if I gain weight again. Of course, as a girl even in frontline I would be concerned of my figure but being a mage made diet difficult when you're obligated to east a lot to sustain calorie burned when using our mana. Even if I want to go on diet, I can't… Major said something about woman storing fat when under stress unlike males who would burn calories.
Where did Major learn all this stuff like Solanikov and Chakonikov? I wondered, because I didn't learn this in OCS. Then again Major was a genius, so maybe our brain just wired differently…
I am getting off topic, but back to my concern… it's none other than…
I am losing confidence as Commander's adjutant and SIC in first squadron because now Commander had First Liutenant Weiss. I tried my best to be a good adjutant but Major seemed to hold First Lieutenant Weiss in higher regard and have high hope in him. Even though he made a mistake back in our battle with Dakia, Major while angry was also very lenient about it. There's some sense of familiarity that makes me felt left out when I saw them talking about Dakia's lack of air defense in their capital.
So I tried to say something brave and bold, suggesting we attack their factory right away because it was such a good chance! I was excited, after all we won't get this kind of chance to show off our power in harsher battlefield like Rhine!
Instead of proud look, Major Degurechaff look troubled by my enthusiastic suggestion. "We're no barbarians who will ignore international law, second lieutenant." She told me simply.
"Right!" I keep my smile up, but deep down I was slightly hurt and mostly ashamed of myself. Commander was the one taking responsibility of our mistake and I suggest something that could get her into trouble.
After the war *kind of* with Dakia, Norden, and a another intense fight back to Rhine, we had a rare chance to take a break so members of our wing take turns for one day off before our next deployment.
I was lucky enough to see Erya before deciding my off day, so I can take the same off day as she does. I was so glad to see Erya, after all she was part of our main force and an artillery observer so even though I don't want to think about it, her job had high fatality rate.
"What are you talking about? You… SIC of Argent and part of her elite rapid response team." Erya pointed at me, "Frontline is much safer than your job, just so you know… if your commander isn't greatest aerial mage of Imperial army I don't think you will be alive by next year." It was amazing there's no casualty in their group at all till now, a testament of just how great of a commander their Argent was.
I paled at that, "Really? I thought even though we fought intense battle in Norden and Rhine… it doesn't feel so dangerous." Not with Major around, we felt like we can take anything down.
She sighed, "Aah… where the sweet and cute Visha goes? Do you even understand what 'rapid response' means? Also… I heard now 'commando' is also attached to your unit name?" I nodded enthusiastically. "Basically you would be the first in most desperate battle front from North to West to East to South…" Erya trailed off. "And strategic HQ give full authority to your commander, Major Degurechaff to get your mission done at all cost." Shaking her head she added. "I saw the recruitment poster, it says nothing but truth… if not for her reputation who would sign up for that?" Erya certainly wouldn't.
I nodded, a proud smile etched ony my face before swallowing the yummy sandwich Erya treated me in our favorite café. "Major is an amazing person! Of course upper brass have complete faith in her ability!"
"I see you have completely turn to her fangirl indeed…" Erya muttered under her breath. Erya looked at me scrutinizing. 'She is already an ace, isn't she?' "I was worried when I heard rumor she is hard to get along with, but it seems you have no problem."
I froze and before I knew it I was already bawling to Erya's shoulders. "Aaah… Major will throw me away! I am so useless!" And poured all my suppressed worries and concern out.
Erya patted my back comfortingly, "So you do have problem… but why did you act like a girlfriend who found her boyfriend was cheating with another girl?" She wondered to herself. "At any case, if you hold on for this long as her wingman and adjutant I don't see why Argent will replace you." Military regulation won't allow it anyway.
"But Lieutenant Weiss is a much better SIC than me!"
"Visha… calm down, our regulation won't permit changing partner anyway… beside I am sure after one day of absence you can see how much Major Degurechaff miss you."
"Really?" I asked enthusiastically.
Erya's eyes shifted nervously, "Sure."
The next day I came in high spirit, and found Major Degurechaff in her office reading newspaper. She returned my greeting curtly as usual. "Morning, Second Lieutenant…"
She didn't seem happy or unhappy to see me, just… normal. I sighed to myself, I shouldn't get my hopes up because Erya was just trying to cheer me up. I went to the kitchen as usual and brew Major's coffee just the way she liked it. She had a mature taste as she drank her coffee black and annoyed because when she had a meeting her coffee was dosed with milk and sugar.
I brought her a cup of coffee, expecting short 'thanks' from her mouth. It wasn't like she didn't appreciate my coffee, but I felt her thank was just a routine. Surprisingly she just took a sip and didn't say anything. I felt a bit down and was halfway to my desk when she said.
"Oh, no wonder yesterday feels off… it's not the same without your coffee…"
I turned around so quickly, I was sure I almost snap my neck. "Eh?"
"Thank you for your coffee, Second Lieutenant Serebyakova. Keep up the good work." She said before back to enjoying her morning caffeine.
I quickly return to my desk and lowered my head, because Major would reprimand me for making silly happy face unbefitting for an Imperial soldier. Maybe it was foolishly naïve for me to be this happy to hear my coffee was something she couldn't do without every day, but that's enough to confirm my existence to Major Tanya Degurechaff.
"Second Lieutenant Serebyakova… you look every spirited today." My rival, First Lieutenant Weiss commented.
I smiled brightly at him and declared, "Of course! I will not lose, First Lieutenant Weiss!"
"Huh? Is that so, ha ha ha?" For sure he didn't understand my declaration of war, but it's fine! I am not going to lose ever again!
Here you go... Visha's POV, she has her piece in canon LN so I have to make my own head canon... this personality is manga/LN version. She is more attached to Tanya than her anime version, and very accepting of her antics rather than scared off like in anime.
So... I will remove her for now from vote.
BTW, War Record of Young Girl and Boy is out! Another Youjo Senki fic from me under different name ^^ Please check it out and drop a review.
It's my first semi SI fic, and also a practice fic as I am asked by a teacher from special need school if I would be interested in writing my own story as SEN children. It's fun writing someone who thinks like me but rereading it give me revelation I'm a bonker that tried to pass herself as sensible and sane individual in daily basis. It's a really depressing line of thought...
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As much as I would love to get logical with history and myth to guess Camio's background, this series almost never loyal to those. They only get the timeline right... and some.
I think it's already implied in this series that almost everything written in Bible, history and myth are all the case of 'history written by the winner' We can see this from Dantalion's claim that while it's said Lucifer betrayed God and fell from Heaven, actually it's Michael who betrayed his brother. So who knows?
The truth is so convoluted at this point so I don't have much hope we can rely on Real World history that much to guess Camio's background.
As for Cassandra... that would be a crazytwist if turns out she is in heaven now LOL to be honest what make me guess it was her is because she is the only famous princess of Troy, really a Troy because Helen is originally a Greek. Rather than a princess thrown from one man's embrace to another like a ping-pong ball, it's more... 'make sense' somehow if Camio's mother is a seer that branded as a mad woman.
Makai Ouji in a sense is some sort of Biblical, myth, history fanfiction at this point. As a fanfiction author I just feel there is a lot of plot bunny meat in this guess that Camio's mother is a seer who get her gift from God, then punished for her disobedience with a curse, which made Lucifer interested and so on... She defied Heaven too, but not as successful as Solomon did perhaps...
At any rate... I would love to discuss more about this topic ^^
Ramblings RE: Camio's Heritage
Hm..I was doing research about ancient civilisations for some reason, and I wandered into 11th century BC. And then: activate Makai Ouji mode.Or more specifically, Camio historical background mode.
(This is probably 100% inaccurate XD)
tl;dr Camio is probably Assyrian, although I’m not sure which particular nation. :)
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