Chapter 144.
<strong>Chapter 144. An Assassin’s and Friend’s First Interview for a Job (4/8)</strong>
<span style="font-weight:400">I yed the part of an obedient employee and did as shemanded. Don’t mess with your boss, that was something I took to heart. They’re the one person that can make your life a living hell. Even after you quit, their shadow can follow you everywhere you go if they’re petty.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Did you need me for anything, Owner?”
<span style="font-weight:400">She frowned and said, “At least call me Violet when we’re alone like you used to~”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Owner, can you please not tease me? Nobody calls you that here at work.” It was true that I used to call her Violet before I started working for her.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Haaaaah. And it makes me lonely too, you know~” She slouched forward over her desk, propped her right cheek up with her right hand, and closed her eyes as she made thatint.
<span style="font-weight:400">“You’re not fooling anyone with your act.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I’m not acting though~”
<span style="font-weight:400">“You made a grown-ass man run out of this room in tears only a little over fifteen minutes ago.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“That was because he was such a bore~ he gave the most boring standard answers that nearly put me to sleep~ at least make an impression on me so I’ll remember you, dummy~” Never let her yful tone deceive you, this woman was a fiend who didn’t bat an eye when stealing candy from a baby.
<span style="font-weight:400">Okay, I wasn’t a baby at the time, I was thirteen when that happened. She stole the free lollipop I was sucking on for herself andughed at me. Ever since that day, my view of her was set in stone. She was an evil woman, eviler than me.
<span style="font-weight:400">This good friend of my mother’s friend, her personality was awful. Whenever I fixed her stuff in the past before I worked for her here at the convenience store, she’d scam me and not pay me the amount we agreed upon. She’d pester me for a discount for hours until I eventually caved.
<span style="font-weight:400">What a horrible woman, not even willing to pay a child in full for the work he did for her. There have even been a few asions at work where she made some ‘clerical errors’ when she slipped my paycheck into my locker. On those asions, I was left with no choice but to call her and demand the rest of it. She justughed it off every time like it was a joke.
<span style="font-weight:400">It’s infuriating having to deal with this troublesome woman, I can’t stand her. She is without any doubt the bane of my existence.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Can we get to the point, what did you call me here for when you’re in the middle of interviews?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Well, I was a bit curious about thest person I just interviewed.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“What do you mean?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Well, you know~ he was like totally boring at first when he gave me some pretty standard answers. But when I asked him why he wanted to work here, do you know what he said?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“What?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I want to work here because I fell in love with you at first sight. My heart fluttered a bit~ it was quite a surprise.”
<span style="font-weight:400">What? That idiot took the advice in the literal sense? Wait, did he actually seed though?
<span style="font-weight:400">“How exactly did you respond?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Of course, I naturally t out rejected him and he justughed it off awkwardly. We continued the interview and he started giving me more natural not-by-the-book responses. He sometimes had to think about his answers a bit, but he was still pretty good at keeping the conversation flowing. I wonder where he got the idea to randomly confess his love all of a sudden. Do you know anything about that, Mr. Gloomy Face?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“It has nothing to do with me. But… what do you n to do with him?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Hmm… I’m not sure. He might make the cut. I haven’t made up my mind yet. As for the next two I’m to interview though… well, I want you to stick around for their interviews.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Huh? Why? What use would I be here?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“None at all, I just thought it might be fun~ one is your girlfriend, right? You also seem to be on good terms with the other one Yuna gave her rmendation for.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Just because you thought it might be fun? That’s the only reason?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah, yeah. Of course it is. Is there any other reason someone would do something?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“...” I was speechless. What do you even say to a boss that’s like this?
<span style="font-weight:400">“Just be a good little boy and take a seat.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Since it was my boss telling me to do so I didn’t have much of a choice.
<span style="font-weight:400">I took a seat off to the side behind her desk.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Can the next interviewee please enter?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Rosa opened the door and her gazended on me at the back.
<span style="font-weight:400">“You must be Rosa if I’m not mistaken. I am Violet Morninglory, but everyone around here just calls me the Owner.” Rosa turned her attention away from me and back to the Owner. She nodded and introduced herself, “Yes, I am Rosa Scarletyse. It’s a pleasure to meet you, Ms. Morninglory.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Please take a seat and we’ll begin right away.”
<span style="font-weight:400">The two shook hands over the table before Rosa sat down.
<span style="font-weight:400">The Owner opened her mouth and said, “So~ how far have you gotten with Ran?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Pffft. Owner! What sort of question is that for an interview? Can you please take this more seriously?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I gave him a handjob and he returned the favor,” Rosa answered immediately, an overly satisfied look on her face, without the slightest hesitation as though she took pride in her work.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Hahahaha! You didn’t really need to answer so seriously~”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I didn’t? Sorry, I thought that was a normal question in an interview.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Hahahaha! Ran, I like this girl already~ Your girlfriend is a riot.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I refuse to ept this. Please conduct this interview more seriously, Owner.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“So what if you don’t ept it? Whether she gets hired or not isn’t up to your feelings silly~ it’s up to my feelings~”
<span style="font-weight:400">I cursed in my heart over her stupid whimsical nature.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Well, Rosa, let’s get on with this. Has your avability changed since west talked or are you still good for the 4:00 PM - 9:00 PM time slots we discussed before on the phone?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“It hasn’t changed since then and remains the same.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Alright, good. So, Rosa, tell me about yourself.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I’m Ran’s girlfriend.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Hehehehehe, I know, I know. But what else is there about you?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Ran is my boyfriend.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Pfft. And?” The Owner looked like she was having too much fun talking to Rosa.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Before high school, I used to travel around the world a lot with my parents who are constantly on the move for business. When high school came around I proved to them I had what it takes to be independent. I was allowed to live alone and did so up until the end of the first semester.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“But I made a good friend in school who offered me housing for free which would allow me to save the money my parents wire me every month. I never thought about going to university after graduating high school before, but I discovered I want to be a teacher when I’m older. I n to save the money I receive from my parents and also work to cover the cost of going to university.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Oh! That’s quite impressive. You know what you want to do already and even have a n to get there. How nice~ So you’re someone who can do things even when you’re unsupervised or alone. You can take care of yourself, but you’re able to ept help if it’s beneficial. You sound like you’d be good at taking care of others. That’s good to know. Did you n to keep working while attending university as well?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Yes, I n to work here until I graduate.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Great~ great~”
<span style="font-weight:400">“You mentioned you’re in high school and you were recently living alone, do you have your parents’ consent to work as well?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Yes, I do. I have their written consent. They already sent over the signed form.” Rosa took it out and slid it across the table. The Owner received it and verified its authenticity before she gave a small nod and continued with the interview.
<span style="font-weight:400">“So, Rosa, why should I hire you?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Because I’m good at killing.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Hah! What the hell do you think you’re saying? Sure, you’re an assassin and all, but that skill doesn’t transfer over here!
<span style="font-weight:400">“Killing? What do you mean?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Rosa raised her right hand and made a gesture. She rubbed her thumb over top of her index and middle finger then rified, “A killing in terms of money. I’ll milk customers dry of all their money if I have to.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Say that in the first ce!
<span style="font-weight:400">“Pffthahaha! You will? That’ll be great if you can do that. Please do.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I’m also good at cooking for my boyfriend.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Oh? That’s wonderful~” The Owner was all smiles. It was obvious she liked Rosa a lot.,
<span style="font-weight:400">“I feel like I know what your answer will be, but what can you bring to thep-”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Money.” Rosa interrupted before she could finish thest word in her question.
<span style="font-weight:400">The Owner bent over her desk while holding her stomach trying not tough.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Good. Good. Even when I knew what the answer would be beforehand, you still got me with your delivery. You really know how to speak mynguage though.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Let’s see, the strengths you mentioned a minute ago sounded pretty great and all, but do you have any weaknesses? Can you list three for me?
<span style="font-weight:400">“Hmmm… weaknesses? Well, it turns out I do have quite a few actually. More than I was even aware of. In terms of the three biggest ones though, I’d probably say… my boyfriend''s sleeping face, my boyfriend cuddling with me, and my boyfriend when he whispers in my ear. I feel pretty weak in the knees when confronted with those things.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Hey, hey, hey! Give something rted to the job, not me!
<span style="font-weight:400">“Hehehehe. Those are certainly quite the weaknesses.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“So, Rosa, why do you want to work at thisp-?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Rosa didn’t answer or interrupt her, she merely raised her hand and pointed at me like she found the question absurd.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Ran, I’m going to die. Your girlfriend is too much for my inadequate interviewing capabilities.” Her shoulders trembled as she spat that out.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Are you nning to have childr-”
<span style="font-weight:400">“At least two with Ran. One boy and one girl would be nice.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Okay. Okay. I concede. I can’t win. How about this instead? Sell me this pen.” The Owner handed her pen over to Rosa.
<span style="font-weight:400">“If you buy this pen, you’ll get a kiss on the cheek from me, 50% off the normal price.” Rosa winked when she said that.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Oh~ what’s the base price?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“One trillion dors.” She listed that tant scam price without the slightest hint of shame like it was considered a pretty cheap and reasonable price to pay.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Rosa… give me one second.” The Owner stood up,id down on the ground behind her desk, and clutched her stomach with her body trembling.
<span style="font-weight:400">Without getting up she asked from under the table,
<span style="font-weight:400">“What do you n to do in the future?” Why ask that? She already told you she wanted to be a teacher, right? Was she so delirious from holding back herughter that she’d forgotten?
<span style="font-weight:400">“Ran.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Hahahahahaha! Why did I know your answer wouldn’t be teacher and stillugh? Am I an idiot? Fine. Fine. I give up. Whatever, you’re hired. Please go away, I’m not going to make it out of this alive if I keep asking you more questions.” Rosa was abruptly shooed away when the Owner found herself in a position where she couldn’t breathe.