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Commandant of Grey Raven @mionie ,

You should know your constructs well enough to know who.

I only know the name of Nanami; still insisting to wreak havoc to the Osais.

The other lass is the one that wields the canonn of 'Fireworks' during the new years.

Your other construct, Lee, has reported the damages and loss on my end, I believe there was a paragraph that mentioned you were the one telling them to get fire works.

So, I suppose you could be cooperative and relay the message to your President. Then I can pretend I never saw that paragraph.

-Watanabe

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COMMUNICATION ENDED...

Punishing Grey Raven x Genshin

Commandant of Grey Raven

Hassen character study (ft. reader)

Summary:

Humanity has still not been able to reclaim earth yet, as Nikola reflected how dire the situtation was, which puts Hassen in a difficult position.

But he believe that the next generation, can bring about hope with new blood and talent.

Tags: Character study-fic, Reader is a student in F. O. S Military Command College, pre-commandant timeline, canon divergent, short.

Celica stood by the door of Hassen's office. Currently waiting for Nikola to finish his unscheduled business with the President.

The secretary shuffled her feet a little, to elevate the weight on her foot. She read the time on her watch, Nikola had been talking to Hassen for a while, but to Celica, she doesn't care all that much. Daydreaming about her fantasy of becoming the Overlord, she failed to notice the conversation inside the office came to an end.

Suddenly the door opened, pulling the secretary back to reality, and the Chief of Council walked out. Straightening his black suit, he didn't bother greeting Celica and just left with a usual scowl.

The woman watched as Nikola walked away, making a rather displeased face before she turned her heels towards the office door. Giving it a few knocks, she heard Hassen reply, "Come in."

The door opened automatically and Celica entered. She place the file filled with paperwork, she has been holding onto, on Hassen's desk and said, "As you requested, President Hassen. This is from the F. O. S Military Command College."

No words were exchanged. The man, wearing an eyepatch on this left eye, stared at the file. He didn't move for a while. In thought, he grabbed the stack of paperwork and flipped through the pages.

In Celica's eyes, the man in front of her was rather uncharacteristic silence. This could only mean one thing, Nikola must have said something.

Scanning through the contents and photos, the secretary had just remembered to take two envelopes out from her other file and place it on the desk, "... and these as well, sir." she added.

When Hassen's gaze landed on the two envelope, his face reacted as he already knew what the content is about.

"Again? That makes eight." he spoke looking back at the woman.

She nodded and explained, "Commandant Mikhal and Thomas opt for an early retirement, Sir."

A chuckle of disbelief escaped his lips, "This is not good... Nikola just reflected that to me." he stood up from his seat and walked towards the window. Earth was just outside, and the dream of reclaiming it is far from finished. The troubling thoughts were bubbling in his mind.

Hassen asked, "how are the new constructs doing in the Science department?"

"According to Asimov, 10 new constructs are underway. As for the rest, they are still in training." Celica replied.

"How about the deal with Kurono Ops?"

"They are willing to let go of a few constructs. They will be shipped within three days."

Nodding, Hassen turned around and headed for the door.

"Sir?" Celica asked with a bewildered expression.

Her gaze followed her boss as he reaches the door. "You are dismissed," he said

"but sir," Celica followed, "you are going to have a meeting soon!"

"Cancel that. I am heading out for a bit."

"Sir, wait!"

******

"President Hassen! Good to see you again!" an older man greeted. He reached out and shook Hassen's hand. The latter gave a mutual nod.

"It's been a while, Anderson" He replied. He forced a small smile on his lips while they both stroll along the campus of F. O. S.

"How's the base? I haven't been there for a long time." Anderson asked.

"A few changes have been made, policies added...technologically improved... The usual stuff." Hassen said.

They walked along the outdoor pathway, which leads up to the main building. Over there, the students were coming and going from their classes.

Hassen looked around. The students were like busy bees, rushing to get to their next class. They seem to look relaxed and carefree.

The air on the campus lacked a sense of seriousness. If only the students were aware of how dire the situation is. Reclaiming the earth has become increasingly difficult, and all the while the World Organisation claims the opposite. Nikola pointed the former out.

The lack of suffient commadants in the C.C (commandant and construct) program made it hard for Hassen to deliver results.

He let out a sigh and began a small talk.

"So, how's teaching?" he questioned, "I heard old veterans have a hard time adjusting. Did you adjust well?"

The old man chuckled. A laugh came from the veteran, he reached his arm out to pat Hassen's shoulder, "certainly not as hard as overseeing the future of mankind."

"That's true..." Hassen let out a playful scoff.

They both went inside the new campus building and Anderson proceed to give Hassen a tour. The classrooms look neat and clean. The hallways were nicely kept.

Impressed by the tardiness, Hassen turned his head to and fro, observing at the architecture in detail. It was surely well-made and designed. Hopefully, the extra funding helped cultivate a better quality of training for the candidates.

"I should show you our new library," the old man said and guide Hassen through the corridor.

"... The students," Hassen went to the point, "how are they doing?"

The old man turned to look at the president, "The students? You mean their progress?", As if Anderson read Hassen's mind,"I see... checking if we teachers did a good job or not, huh?."

"Not so much... But, think of it as a causal inspection." Hassen said.

As they arrived at the library, Hassen nodded his head in approval. He admits the space looked nice and comfortable.

The students were curently studying inside the library. Some were in groups and some where looking through books for research.

"I just want to know, will the new Candidates be qualified enough for the C.C program. The last batch of Candidates performed badly...some couldn't even stomach the scene of the real battle field... "

"Having doubts, Mr president?" Anderson asked. He can sense the stess in Hassen's voice.

"..." the latter didn't reply. The veteran hit the bullseye. The silent was all Anderson needs to understand the president's worries.

Hassen wore a troubled look before walking away to explore the library alone.

He was, indeed, having doubts about the next batch of candidates. These youngsters lived too comfortably.

He questioned: Will they be better than the pervious batches and the ones before? Or will they be the same and let reality shatter their heroic dream? Just like those eight retirement letters.

The shelves were filled with books ranging from topic to topic. Hassen picked up a book and flip through a few pages to help ease his troubling mind.

His rough fingers flipped through the book as he read its content. It was a book about the human brain.

Skimming through the words, a voice alerted him. He quickly turned to his side and saw you looking at him.

You gave a polite smile, noticing the Millitary badge on Hassen's jacket, you address, " Sir," you stood up straight, "may I ask you to lend me that book once you are finished?"

Hassen closed the book and handed it to you. He said, "I am not using this for anything. I am just looking through."

You reached out and took the book. You thanked him and proceed to return to your study when Hassen called out for you.

"Candidate," he said, you stopped and turned around.

'Yes, sir? " you replied standing straight.

"May I know what you are studying?" Hassen asked.

"Yes, sir. I am reviewing about the functions of the human brain in relation to making the M. I. N. D for my final thesis, sir"you answered.

Nodding his head, the older man listened and questioned further, "That's hugely in relation to the C&C, perhaps you are interested in this field?" he asked.

There, he saw a spark lit up in your eyes, " I strive to join Babylonia after graduating," you said, "I want to be part of the C&C team."

"... So you want to be a Commandant... It's not an easy path. It's no place for a hero's dream" Hassen warned.

He expected to see you get disheartened. After all, it's the truth. Yet, at the same time he was interest to see how you would wrap your head around this reality.

You thought about what Hassen said. You weren't defensive nor were you offended. Naturally you replied, " I chose to be a Commandant not because I want to be a hero. In fact, I never thought of myself as one."

Your answer pique his interest.

He pressed his question further, "Then tell me what made you want it be a commandant, Candidate."

And, you gave him your answer.

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Celica jumped from her seat when she saw Hassen had returned. She quickly rushed towards him and spew her complaints.

"You are finally back, sir!" she spoke with a disapproving voice, "do you know how hard it was for me to cover for you at the meeting? Nikola was furious, sir. And that boy he has with him didn't make the situtation better."

Hassen sighed.

"So, that's why I am asking for compensation. Three weeks worth of paid leave."

"Denied," Hassen answered and went into his office. Celica followed.

He quickly sat back on his seat and took the file that was left on his desk since afternoon. Going through the student profiles, he stopped when he saw a photo of you, attached to your information.

Reading through, he handed the paper work to Cecila and said, "Get this candidate a position in the C&C program."

The secretary wore a confused look on her face as she took the paperwork. "You want me to request a waiver?"

Hassen nodded. As his mind began to turn and hope was rebuilding. The next generation is important, as you have prove to him.

Moreso, you are important to him.

A new hope for mankind, starting from you.

"But sir, it's hard to waiver a fresh graduate..." Celica commented.

"... Then we will just have to create an new position," Hassen proposed," it's time to put forward this elite team in place: Project: Grey Raven.

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Author's note:

Read the PGR manga about Hassen's back story. It really fuelled my interest about him.

Also, baby Hassen is so cute.

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