Chapter 148.


    <strong>Chapter 148. An Assassin’s and Friend’s First Interview for a Job (8/8)</strong>


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Haaaaaah. Well, it’s toote for me to cancel that wager since you already epted it… I’m not the type to go back on my word. Since I made such a proposal and you epted it, a deal is a deal. However, the deadline is midnight today. If you cannot get your mother’s written consent, I will fire this idiot over here on the spot.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“If you manage to somehow convince your mother to let you work, you can have him send me a video showing your mother signing the form directly with the form visible as she signs it. Also, send a legible copy of the form as a picture after it’s signed. I’d also like to see her driver’s license in the video so I can confirm her identity as your mother. This way you can’t pull a fast one.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I understand. I will definitely convince her no matter what.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Why do you still seem so confident when I’m only giving you until the end of today? He said you have zero chance of sess and you even admitted he was telling the truth. You’re definitely not a girl skilled enough to sneak a lie past my eye and I didn’t sense a hint of a lie in your words.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Yes, if it was only me who said it, she would have never believed me as I lie all the time with a straight face. This wager wouldn’t have be a reality if it were not for Alicia’s double-edged sword that was both a strength and weakness. Alicia, a person one could tell at a nce whether she was lying or not; she was the ideal piece to make use of in this unseen game of chess. If she affirmed the truth, the Owner would surely be convinced. Alicia was that sort of girl. Honest and forthright to a tea.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Alicia had yed everything perfectly. Even now, the Owner was still convinced that the biggest lie I told today was the truth. Zero percent? It was actually one hundred percent. Alicia continually blurred out and revealed truth after truth without hiding a thing like the good honest girl she was. She hid nothing from the Owner, so why would she suddenly doubt that single big lie I told? She would never see it hidden among a giant veil of truths. Definitely not when she was enraged as well.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Everything had gone ording to n.


    <span style="font-weight:400">All the pieces were in position. The instant Alicia epted the wager, the Owner was already in checkmate. She just didn’t see the final move. No, she couldn’t possibly see it, because I’d prepared it long in advance.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I’d never even put her into check up until this point.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Why? Because I’d blindside her with a checkmate.


    <span style="font-weight:400">It was my turn and I had the final move.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The one who could convince Alicia’s mother was not Alicia. It was me. With cold hard facts.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Congrattions, Alicia. You did splendidly. You didn’t even know a thing.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Hahahaha… Owner…”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What do you want?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">I stood up and covered my mouth.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Is it alright if I get back to work now?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">That was close, I almost wanted to reveal everything right there on the spot like some sort of dumbass superviin. I finally understood why viins did such an idiotic thing like exin their entire master n right before they won only to lose because they did so. It was far too much fun. It was killing me inside not being able to reveal the truth. But I wouldn’t leave any room to slip up. Never let your guard down until it truly is checkmate. Don’t y or toy with your opponents and have the rug pulled out from under your feet.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But I see. The one who arranged all this wasn’t me. If I hadn’t been here, Alicia definitely wouldn’t have even had a chance. Rosa had been the one who set all this up in the background.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The pieces of the puzzle fell into ce as I instantly understood Rosa’s actions earlier.


    <span style="font-weight:400">She was aware of Alicia’s nervousness. She was concerned things would go bad. So she wanted a way to ensure her friend would be hired. But how would she do so?


    <span style="font-weight:400">The answer was naturally me. At the very least, she had that much confidence in me that even if she dumped the problem on me she felt things would somehow work out.


    <span style="font-weight:400">To cause a scene where the owner would take interest in themotion. To make her wonder why I acted so uncharacteristically of me. The Owner was one who loved gossip and juicy material, Rosa knew of that.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Thus, stir up her interest in what sort of rtionship I had with Alicia that made me help her out rather than take my girlfriend''s side.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I wasn’t the chess yer here, it turned out Rosa was. But she had a convenient chess piece that would move the other pieces on the board for her.


    <span style="font-weight:400">This time Irene definitely wasn’t lurking in the shadows behind Rosa. Rosa’s ability to pick up things and learn was actually a bit scary. That handicap I gave her, she didn’t even make use of it here. Rather, she used Alicia’s coupon.


    <span style="font-weight:400">She knew Alicia would turn to me if put into the position she pushed her into. She hadn’t been acting like a stuck-up uncaring princess at all, but rather the mastermind in helping her friend out.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Rosa, my assassin girlfriend.


    <span style="font-weight:400">What a wonderful girl.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“The two of you can leave now. If you somehow win this wager, I’ll be sure to have a good talk to the two… no, three of you. One more thing, Alicia, neither of you are permitted to reveal this wager to anyone. And definitely not your mother.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">When Alicia heard the Ownersst words, her face paled. It seems she thought my n was to force Irene into giving consent using the revtion of this wager where my job was on the line.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Then, we will see each other again if that timees to be, Owner.” I gave her a solemn bow with those parting words and acted as if she’d seen through our only n at the veryst moment and crushed our only chance to win. It was best to y along with Alicia’s misunderstanding. She was truly a Goddess that made all my most tant lies appear to be the truth.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The two of us exited the room and Alicia immediately copsed onto the chair outside.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Ran… I’m sorry… because of me you’re going to lose your job.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You don’t need to worry about that. Just do whatever you can to convince Irene. That’s all you need to do. If you show her your resolution to work, I’m sure things will work out somehow.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“So… revealing this wager was our only hope after all?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“It’s not over until the fatdy sings, so don’t worry your head off so much. Things will be just fine, I promise.” I said that while heading out the door.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I left her behind in the room. I couldn’t help but notice from the corner of my eye on my way out the door how calm her expression became the instant she heard me say ‘I promise.’


    <span style="font-weight:400">What the hell? Everything is suddenly fine as long as I promise you something? All your worries just disappear in an instant? Don’t you have too much blind faith in me?


    <span style="font-weight:400">Stop believing in me so much, it’s embarrassing.


    <span style="font-weight:400">When I rounded the corner Rosa was inside the store still. It looked like Yuna was in a heated confrontation with her.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Please get your girlfriend to leave the store already, she’s annoying!” As soon as I appeared Yuna made that request.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Rosa, what are you still doing here?” I asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I’m obviously waiting for Alicia, duh?” She rolled her eyes at me.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Did you have to wait for her here of all ces?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Of course. I need to get to know the girl who thinks I’m a slutty bitch since I’ll be working two shifts with her a week at the other store.” She looked like she was having fun pestering Yuna.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Hey, hey, why don’t you tell me all about how much of a slutty bitch in heat I am again?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You called her that?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“She is! All she does is b on endlessly about sex!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Are you?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Of course I am. Isn’t it normal for girls to be curious about that sort of thing just like guys? As a girl who’s currently in university, there’s no way a pretty girl like Yuna is still a virgin, right? I just wanted to hear about all her wildest sex stories. Surely she’s slept around with a few guys by now.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Rosa, Alicia’s done her interview so go get her and return home.” I wasn’t going to touch this subject with a fifty-foot pole.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What? You’re shooing your girlfriend away? How cruel~ once we did it once I’m now worthless to you and you can throw me away like a used rag?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What? You’ve done it? At such a young age?” Yuna asked, shocked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“No, we haven’t. Rosa is just saying that to mess with you.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Well, it won’t be long before we do it.” Rosa ran off to the back room leaving those bombshell parting words behind.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Yuna’s entire body froze up when she heard Rosa’s deration.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Are high school girls these days all like this? What is wrong with the next generation of kids these days? Actually, why are you with such a girl? This makes no sense. She’s three years younger than you and still in high school, right?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Weren’t you the one going on about a nine-year gap not being a big deal before?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“It’s different when the person is still in high school and you’re not.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Well, we are both in high school though. Only Yuna was out of the loop here.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Well, anyway, good luck with her on Tuesdays and Thursdays. Aren’t you d though? You’ve got some potentially great contenting up even when you’re over at the other store now.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I don’t want this sort of content!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Hahaha, have fun.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">After that Alicia and Rosa departed and I went on the rest of my shift as usual. The Owner left the building through the back exit and didn’t even say goodbye. She was obviously fuming and still ticked off with me.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I’d no doubt have some rough times ahead. I’d acquired some of my pettiness from being involved with her after all.