In the military office, a uniformed military officer sat behind a desk, meticulously attending to paperwork. His gaze periodically drifted towards the young girl seated across from him, named Sophia.
He carefully examined her profile, his attention particularly piqued by the general details and the information that she was three months pregnant, prompting him to tap his finger thoughtfully on the desk.
"This generation is getting more and more wild," he muttered under his breath, his annoyance evident due to the missing details, particularly concerning the father of the child.
Sophia, growing impatient from the wait, finally asked, "Mr. Jack, when will my parents arrive?"
Jack, without looking up from his paperwork, replied in a bored tone, "No need to worry; they've already arrived, and they are currently undergoing security checks for any potentially dangerous equipment."
