You’re Seriously Making a Desk Worker a General?!

[No Bait-and-Switch, If I Do It, I'll Eat a Keyboard on Livestream!] Are the requirements for a Navy desk job really this high these days? Albedo's daily life consists of clocking in on time, clocking out on time, and doing his safe, stable job as a Navy petty officer. He, Albedo, is twenty-four, a transmigrator, and perfectly satisfied with his life right now: No dreams, no making bold promises! I'm definitely going to live a peaceful life until the finale! [On Justice] Albedo's fifth year in the Navy. Superior: "Albedo, what kind of justice do you uphold?" Albedo: "The justice of a cow eating grass." Superior: Get out! [On His Boss] Albedo: "Red Dog! If you've got the guts, kill me today. Otherwise, tomorrow I'll set sail and become a pirate!" Navy officers: "Stop fighting! At this rate, you two aren't going to kill each other! Σ(òДó|||)" [On His Subordinate] Noah: "Boss, this opponent is way above the expected power level. I request a raise!" Albedo: "Oh! Then I'll handle it. Give me back this month's pay." Noah: "No way! Absolutely not! My refund window is at Raftel! Boss, sit back and relax. I'll be right back!" [On His Colleagues] Albedo: "So what if you're a captain?!" White Hunter: "Sorry, I'm a captain at Headquarters. I get special privileges~" [Reading Tips] 1. The male lead has no romantic pairing. 2. He's a light-novel protagonist stuck at the age of twenty-four, so he's not particularly hot-blooded or impulsive. In fact, he's a little cold. He's a corporate wage slave, after all. It's understandable if he feels like destroying the world once in a while. 3. Even if I have to take a huge detour and write a lot more, I'm still going to restart the Marineford War arc! 4. I felt like my synopsis wasn't flashy enough, so I changed it. Theme: A soldier who doesn't want to be a general isn't a good soldier, so even if you're in the abyss, you have to fill the world with love and peace~