Traveling through snowstorms in a mech just to go from military base to military base and figure out how screwed up their stocks are isn't exactly a fun time, but it's something that needs doing. But when the mercenary hired to protect me on this trip and I end up at a small rest stop and I find out he misunderstood what exactly a double bed is, things are about to go from quite cold to quite warm.

There's something about Flay that's just precious. He's trying so hard to do a good job and make me happy with him, and I can't help but be flattered by the way his expression lights up when I tell him he did well. And now that we're going to be travelling together for the foreseeable future, I can't help but feel that I'm falling for this guy.

I am Sergeant Brian Morris of the Imperial Army, working primarily as an armorer in the northern territories of Xerion V, which in practice mainly means a lot of trying to fix things that are eminently unfixable and then having to explain to higher-ups why I wasn't able to turn three bits of burnt scrap back into a fully functioning plasma rifle. But what this also means is that once in a blue moon, I have to travel around various remote bases, taking stock of arms and such. However, while I can usually do the travel by spacecraft and get everything done within a day or two, this time, this duty falls smack dab in the middle of blizzard season where it is simply not feasible to fly. But since my tour cannot be rescheduled for some arcane reason, I am instead taking the much more risky route of mech travel. My base has hired a mercenary known as Flay for my protection, and so I am travelling from mountain base to mountain base as a passenger in his mech.