Redo of a Romanceless Author’s Life Devoid of Love; Another Chance at Youth

Chapter 143.

Chapter 143. An Assassin’s and Friend’s First Interview for a Job (3/8)

I at least agreed with her on not hiring her. But my reason for not wanting her hired was a selfish one. It had nothing to do with her as a person, but rather, I felt it’d get noisier with her around compared to Yuna. I’d be forced to expend my energy to talk more often throughout my shifts if Rosa was working with me. Yuna was nice because she handled all the small talk with customers and didn’t bother me very much.

The two of us both enjoyed the quiet moments throughout our shift together. Those moments of silence weren’t awkward between the two of us, they felt very natural instead.

We were both experienced in this job, so we also had a certain degree of teamwork and trust in each other. Those sorts of things would need to be built up from scratch even if I was paired up with my two girlfriends. They would definitely make mistakes I’d have to cover for.

I could only imagine what their first day of work would be like. It wouldn’t be tiring just for them, but me as well.

“You don’t want your girlfriend to be hired? Why not?”

“She’s not the quiet type like you. The moments I enjoy the most at work are the quiet times we spend together. It’s very calming. It’s also reassuring having you manning the register and dealing with the customers so I don’t have to interact with them.” I answered truthfully.

“I think… I also enjoyed those quiet times as well with you. At least… having you around was a lot better than having an annoying fly buzzing around and pestering me all day.”

“Oh? How honest of you to say that with a straight face. Where did that icy tone of yours go? Did the ice woman’s heart suddenly melt?” I teased her a bit.

“Shut it. I was wrong, you’re worse than a buzzing fly. You’re a horse fly, those super big ones.”

“Oh, those things actually scare me a little.”

“Seriously?”

“Yeah, I was inside my washroom one time and I came across one. I entered a state of mortal combat, a fight to the death. It was me, or the flies' life. Only one of us could leave that washroom alive. Whenever it got close to me, cold sweat would run down my back and all the hairs on my body would stand on end.”

“The small flies had never posed much of a threat to me before, but this one? No, this one was a whole other beast. This thing was a god among flies, one in its own class. An opponent I could not underestimate. With my trusty flier in hand, I exchanged deadly blows slashing at it fiercely like a true hardened warrior. Despite my nervousness every time it almost touched my arm, I always just narrowly dodged it by the breadth of a hair with borderline inhuman reflexes.”

“As our conflict escalated, the fly buzzed about more fiercely than ever before. I was growing tired, however, I knew the fly was similarly approaching its limit by its desperation.

“Eventually, the fly came to rest on the ceiling while it looked down upon me in a condescending fashion. I was being gravely underestimated. I took the opportunity to squat down low and call upon the forces of nature to spare me a bit of their strength. I crumpled the flier up into a ball then I jumped up with the apparition of nature behind me and squashed that disgusting fly on the ceiling.”

“When my feet returned to the Earth and the dust settled, a fly corpse fell down from the heavens in an overly dramatic fashion. The entire world froze in that instant as all small flies cried and mourned the death of their fly god as it landed… on my face.”

“I will never forget… the look of horror and dread on my face in the mirror as I was covered in the blood of my fallen adversary. I’d won the battle... but... at what cost?”

When I finished the recollection of my epic Yuna giggled and said, “That wasn’t bad for a story. Do you mind if I blatantly plagiarize it?”

“Well, it’s your observation diary, this can be counted as just documenting what happened in your day. Your gloomy coworker told you a stupid story about his battle with the god of the flies. You’re free to recount whatever happens.”

“That is certainly true. I’m sure it will get some chuckles out of a few people.”

The backroom door suddenly opened and the two of us looked over.

It was the handsome guy I gave a bit of advice earlier.

When he reached the counter he thanked me, “Thank you very much for what you told me before. It helped a lot during the interview. It went pretty well.”

“Oh? Is that so? Congrats. For a first interview that’s not too bad.”

“It really is all because of you. I definitely owe you one. I didn’t introduce myself before because I was so nervous before and forgot to. My name is Sil, if you ever see me and need a hand with something, please don’t hesitate to ask me. If I do somehow get hired here and you ever need someone to cover for you, ask me and I’ll come flying right away.”

“Oh. Uh, sure. You really don’t need to be so grateful. I didn’t tell you anything much.”

“No, your suggestion to confess was amazing.”

“Confess?” Yuna repeated the out-of-place word quizzically as she gave me a strange look.

I was also a bit confused but I didn’t have the chance to ask as Sil spoke up when he suddenly remembered something.

“Oh! I almost forgot. Ms. Morninglory asked me to request that you go to her office on my way out.”

“Ms. Morninglory? You mean the Owner?” Her last name was Morninglory whose origin was a flower that represents affection. Hmph! Affection my ass. Flowers are a lie. They’re obviously a conspiracy. As for her first name, it was Violet. I just never referred to her by it, nor did anyone else. 

“Yeah. Do you all just call her the Owner?”

“Pretty much. At some point, it became natural that everyone referred to her that way.”

“I see. If I get hired, I should be more mindful of that.”

“What would the Owner want with you? She’s in the middle of interviews, right? Could it be that she wants to fire you after that little stunt you pulled just now?” Yuna asked worriedly after Sil left the store.

“I… doubt it. Knowing her personality that is.”

“That’s true… but should I go with you just in case and try to explain if it’s something bad?”

“Oh? Is little Yuna worried about me? I’m so touched I could cry.”

“Forget it. I change my mind, please go get fired immediately. Go die while you’re at it, see if I care.”

“Haha. Right. Right. Please excuse me while I go and slack off. Work hard while I’m kicking back in the Owner’s office, Yuna.”

“Shut up. I really hope she gives you hell now.”

I returned to the backroom and discovered that neither Rosa nor Alicia had entered her office yet. Did the Owner want to speak to me about something before their interview? What is she planning by calling me here when we intentionally keep our distance all the time?

The two waved at me as I knocked on the door.

“Come in.”

I opened the door and entered.

When it closed behind me, the monster with violet hair opened her mouth and ordered, “Sit.”