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AliNovel > Redo of a Romanceless Author鈥檚 Life Devoid of Love; Another Chance at Youth > Chapter 324.

Chapter 324.

    Chapter 324.<h4><b>Chapter 324. Troubling Developments: My New Responsibility at Work is… (1/4)</b></h4>


    <span style="font-weight:400">It’d been agonizingly slow today so far within the first hour of our shift which allowed us to chat for so long. But just as I was thinking the rest of our shift would be a snooze fest, a devilish entity with purple hair opened the door.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Well, well~ it looks like it’s pretty slow today~ this is peeeerfect~” Those ominous-sounding words were the first thing that came out from her mouth as her eyes locked onto me.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I trembled internally as the current look on her face never led to anything good.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Owner, what do you mean slow? We’re hard at work right now.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Cut the bullshit. The store is barren right now.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“That’s a coincidence. Right before you showed up it was packed.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Should I review the security footage?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Uh…” I averted my eyes to the side and shot a pitiful nce Yuna’s way, but she outright ignored me. She wanted to make her presence as minimal as possible to not get wrapped up in whatever the Owner had in mind.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Don’t go looking to Yuna to bail you out on this. She can’t rece you for this task. That additional responsibility I mentioned before, it’s finally time for you to take care of it. It took a while to get what I wanted with a high enough quality, but they’re finally here.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“My… additional responsibility? Uh, is it a new product we’ll be selling that you want me to be in charge of?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“No, it’s not a new product. Come with me to the back and you’ll see. They arrivedtest night and are in the back.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What arrived exactly if not a product to sell?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Heheheh.” Her chuckle was truly sinister.


    <span style="font-weight:400">She approached the counter, grabbed my hand, then forcefully dragged me out from behind it.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I don’t want to! Yunaaaaa! You do it! Switch with me? This is too scary!” I extended my hand out toward her, but it was futile, she was already out of arm''s reach. I could only look back at her pitifully as her figure grew smaller into the distance. She peeked my way and our eyes met for a brief instant only for her to heartlessly look the other way out the window to the side.


    <span style="font-weight:400">‘Take one for the team.’ That was what her gesture meant.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Traitor. I’d been abandoned. Sacrificed to the Owner to be used however she pleased.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Heheheh, this should definitely help bring in some business on the slow days and best make use of any down time~” Contrary to my despair, the Owner sounded like she was in a great mood.


    <span style="font-weight:400">After we entered the back room, she stopped in front of three boxes stacked on top of each other.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What are in these boxes exactly?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Your future~”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Are you telling me I’ll be living inside cardboard boxes in the future? Doesn’t my future look pretty bleak?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Bleak? No, these boxes are filled with hopes and dreams.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Whose hopes and dreams exactly? They definitely aren’t mine.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“But of course, the lost littlembs who aren’t yet aware of the greatness of our fine establishment.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“That sounds pretty shady to me.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">She cut the tape on the top box with a utility knife then opened the ps sequentially to reveal the contents inside. With each p lifted, I felt the despair and dread as it slowly encroached upon my heart.


    <span style="font-weight:400">When she lifted the contents up out of the box, that was when I thought… I’m fucked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Well~ what do you think? Don’t you think it’s cute? When they first sent it over I just wasn’t satisfied with how it came out so I had to send it back for adjustments which is why it took longer than I initially expected.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">I looked at it with dead, hollowed-out eyes, and asked listlessly, “Uh… is this supposed to be…”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“One of our three mascot characters I’ll be introducing into the store for advertising and marketing purposes.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Right… and who’s going to wear that exactly?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Why would you be standing here right now with me?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“To help you dress the person who’s supposed to wear that?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Wrong~”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“To help you get into it?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Wrong again~ you sure enjoy denial.” She smiled cheerily like she was taking great pleasure in my misery.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I sincerely apologize for getting ahead of myself back at our interview. Please let me off the hook.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Let you off the hook? Heheheh, you need to remember who’s in charge here, brat~”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Haaaaah. So, you expect me to wear this?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I see.” I was slowlying to terms with reality.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Any questions?”


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


    <span style="font-weight:400">“To advertise ongoing sales outside the store when business is slow and lure unsuspecting new customers in.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I get that much even if you don’t say that. That’s not what I was asking.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Oh? Then what were you asking?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Of all things… why choose this as a mascot?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Why not?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I’m going to sweat to death in this thing when it warms up more.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You only need to do it for an hour. When it picks up inside the store you can return inside and help out.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Haaaaah. Well… at least nobody will see it’s me inside it I guess. I also don’t need to talk or interact with customers when I’m doing this, right?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Correct, you just hold up the sign and spin or wave it around a bit to catch people’s attention. It’s perfect for someone like you who doesn’t like to interact with customers much, don’t you think?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Well, you’re not wrong… but for mascot characters… it’d be way less embarrassing to wear an animal costume.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What are the other two characters? Are they just as bad as this one?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Bad? What are you talking about, they’re great. Want to see them now?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Haaaaaah. No thanks.” I could already imagine what they looked like even without her showing me.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I think you might be surprised though.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What? Are you suggesting they’re even more embarrassing than this one?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“They’re cute~ not embarrassing at all~”


    <span style="font-weight:400">She unboxed the other two and I confirmed they were even worse.


    <span style="font-weight:400">A red-haired girl dressed in a teacher outfit with small horns on her head, a pair of ck wings, and a tail with a heart at the end to give her a devil-like appearance. The other was a golden orange-haired girl in a police outfit with a golden halo above her head and small pair of white wings on the back.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The first one she’d shown me was a ck-haired girl dressed in the store''s normal work clothes.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Yes… a trio of girls.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The three were chibi mascot characterizations of Yuna, Rosa, and Alicia. A normal human girl who works at the store, a devil teacher, and an angel cop.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Kill me now.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“The one you wear depends on which one of them is working with you that day. Also, I’ll sometimes get you to help me film an advertisement for the store. They’ll be yed inside the store. I may also run some targeted ads around the city or on television on rare asions if we’ve got a major sale going.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“That sounds absolutely dreadful.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Well, someone’s gotta do it. You were just unlucky and got the short end of the stick being born a gloomy-looking guy instead of a pretty girl.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Tell me about it.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“So, will you put it on yourself, or would you like me to help you put it on?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I’ll put it on myself.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Oh? You say you don’t want to put it on? Alright, I guess I don’t mind helping you put it on.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Uh… did you miss hear what I said? I said I’d put it on myself.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yes, yes. Ipletely understand that you are vehemently against putting it on yourself, so it can’t be helped. I’ll - help - you - put - it - on~”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Owner... are you listening to me?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I’m listening, I’m to-tal-ly listening~”


    <span style="font-weight:400">I picked up the Yuna mascot costume, then fled for my life. I locked myself up in the washroom and quickly changed clothes on my own. I always wore shorts underneath my long pants so there was no problem there.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I removed my work attire leaving me in only a t-shirt and shorts. Finally, I slipped into the mascot costume, and with a bit of difficulty, I pulled the zipper on the back up on my own. When I opened the door, the Owner was waiting outside with an amused look on her face.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Wow, you sure are eager to get to work. I’m so happy~”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Haha… yeah… I’ve never been so eager to work in my life...”
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