Chapter 311.<h4><b><strong>Chapter 311. My Birthday: </strong></b><b> Interview. (2/4)</b></h4>


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You really are such an unpleasant, annoying, disobedient brat.” She stood up, walked around to my side then put me in a headlock. “Damn brat, you’re lucky it’s your birthday and I don’t feel like doing a bunch of screening and interviews just for one free position that opened up.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“It hurts! I give, I give. Let go already!” I tapped out, but the Owner didn’t release me.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Stupid kid. Hah… Really… you’ve changed a lot in such a short time. You’ve gotten too cheeky.” She said softly as if speaking to herself.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The strength in the Owner’s arm around my neck eased up a bit, but she didn’t release me.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Happy birthday, Ran. I’ll hire you since I’d be annoyed if my toy thinks it can say whatever it wants about me. From now on, you’ll be getting medical and dental benefits, but you’ll also be paying into employment insurance like the rest of us. Luckily for you though, you still won’t need to worry about taxes until after you graduate high school.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Can you please not hire me? I’d rather be a valued customer who can talk shit all day in front of your store.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Too bad, you’re hired~ Since you thought you could get rebellious with me, I’ll also need to add in a new task to your job description so you remember your ce as my toy though.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Huh? A new… task?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yes… it will be a special one just - for - you~ Heheh… look forward to it.” Her smile was scary and made me regret the fact that I’d ever gotten sassy with her.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I gulped nervously and asked, “Can you just tell me what it is exactly?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“No - can - do~ I only just recently thought of it. It’s something a lot ofpanies do, but it’ll be a surprise specifically for my favorite toy. Consider it my birthday present to you. In theing weeks, you will find out what your new task will be.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I haven''t signed anything yet.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Oh, that’s right, thanks for reminding me.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">She leaned over her desk and pulled a bundle of papers out from one of her drawers. My face was squeezed up against the side of her bosom and I couldn’t escape.


    <span style="font-weight:400">She put the contract down in front of me and said, “Sign it.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">I tried to flip the page to read through it, but she kept her hand on top of it to prevent me from doing so.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What are you doing? I want to read what I’m signing.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Hahaha, you wanted to give me lip, so forget about reading it. Sign it, or I’ll choke you out like this.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You can’t possibly expect to get away with this. This is obviously illegal, you can’t do this.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“And who’s stopping me? Would anyone believe your story if you told them a weak little woman like me used force to make you sign it without reading it?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You brute, not even a devil forces people to sign a contract like this!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Then I’m worse than a devil. So what? Heheheheh. Sign it, brat.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">She grabbed my hand and stuffed a pen in it then dragged it over the dotted line to sign.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I want awyer.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Who are you trying to fool, you don’t have the money for that.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I refuse to sign my life away like this!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Just sign it. Come on. It will feel better once you’ve signed it~”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“If I sign it, I’m going to be reduced to your toy to y with for the rest of my life. I can feel it. This is a shitty deal no matter how I look at it. I want to negotiate better terms.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Negotiate? We’re long past the point of negotiations. Sign it, or I’ll make your girlfriends take your ce with what I nned for you.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Then please do that and let me off the hook. I can tell whatever you have nned for me will be a bad time.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Do you have no shame? You’d be willing to sacrifice your girlfriends rather than protect them? What kind of shitty scumbag man are you?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Man? Screw man or woman. I believe all are equal. I have no qualms about throwing my girlfriends under the bus at this juncture. They can surely take one for the team.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Heheh, truly, the scummiest of scum. It makes it so I especially want to dump this task on you. Now, sign - it~”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Never!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Being difficult is only going to make things hurt more for you~”


    <span style="font-weight:400">The pressure on my neck intensified again and left me light-headed.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“This is child abuse.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“It’s just some tough love for a misbehaving child.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I’ll seriously report you!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Oh, but you won’t.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What makes you so sure I won’t?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“If this ce shuts down then your girlfriends would be out of a job too. I’m sure that would be a major inconvenience. Also, if you thought you could go around as a valued customer running your mouth however you want without repercussions, what would happen if I take my frustrations out on your girlfriends in your ce?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You’d really be that petty?” My eyes opened wide.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Of course. So hurry up and sign the employment contract. The longer you take to sign it, the more conditions I mighte up with to add in. Hmm, maybe I’ll add tasks such as massaging my shoulders and feet during your breaks to your job description.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">As soon as she brought that up, I immediately signed the employment contract without hesitation. I absolutely would not suffer such a dreadful addition to my workload.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What? Aww~, why’d you have to go and sign it so quickly? You should have resisted a bit more so I would have had the time to add in the massaging my shoulders and feet use I just thought of. You’re not cute at all~”


    <span style="font-weight:400">She only released me from her headlock after I’d caved in and signed it.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Whatever is in it at present can’t possibly be worse than that. If the end result was me signing it anyway, it was best to cut my losses early and ept it. Damn it, I at least wanted to negotiate a pay raise.” I clenched my fist under the table in frustration. My pay would go down a bit now that I had to pay for the mandatory benefit n thepany offered in addition to employment insurance.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Heheheh, you thought I wouldn’t anticipate that? As if I’d raise your hourly pay so easily.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Come on, cut me a break.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“No way~”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Haaaaah… can I at least read what’s in the contract now?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Nope. You’ll find outter. I won’t give you a copy right now either, that way you can’t ruin the surprise. I’ll only let you see it after a few weeks.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Is it at least, for the most part, the same as what all your other employees have signed?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yes. It just has one extra task for you alone added in.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Well… if that’s the case, at least I know just about everything else I signed.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Alrighty~ interview over~ You can get your ass back out there and work for your beautiful~ Owner.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Beautiful my ass. I’m not your ve!


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Oh? Did you have anyints~ for your Owner?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“No… not at all. You’re such a beauty after all, how could I possibly disagree with your evaluation when it’s a pre-established god-given fact.” My lips twitched uncontrobly as I was forced to say that after I’d signed the contract. I found myself back under the oppression of the Owner’s unreasonable whims and mood swings. My five minutes of freedom to say whatever I wanted to her while giving no shits about the repercussions were up.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Hehe~ good, good. That’s the good boy I know~ if you get rebellious again, I might have to punish you for being a bad boy~ don’t forget that~”