HP9999999999

"Hey, Temeer, what are you laughing at?"

"... No, I'm sorry. I can't believe you're blackmailing me."

I try to provoke it. [M] Then a pimple and blue muscle entered the forehead of the defects.

"Fuck you...!!"

"Sounds like we need a little silly education...!!"

A good Gathai man stands before me, and he snarls his fingers at this sight. If this had been me in the human age, I would have been fully bogged down by the bad guys without the art of exchange and sent to the hospital. But not me now.

"... Come on, come on"

"Superior!!"

A man's fist burst into my right cheek and a dull sound sounded. But it wasn't from my cheek that the sound came out, it was from a man's fist.

"Ugh, wow, wow!!"

A man opens his eyes and screams. The man's fist was rattled as if he had been hammered, and his blood was gushing with momentum.

"Hey, what!?"

"What the hell is going on!?"

The other defects get upset. Even if [Transformation] makes you human, the status of the King remains intact. So this guy just punched me in the fist with DEF 99999. That is the natural consequence.

"What's up? Weren't you going to educate me?

"This one, this one!!"

One of the bad guys bumped me in the head with an iron bud. But naturally, the damage to me is zero. Instead, the iron bud broke in half.

"Are you ready?

"Hih...!!"

Where the prestige had disappeared until earlier, the expressions of the defects were completely distorted by fear. These guys, they don't even have to use a spell.

"Then I'll show you... the real weak one."

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

The bad guys ran away with their hips out. No matter how much the appearance changes, the monster is the monster. They would have learned too that people should not be judged by their appearance.

And although I was bored, I arrived safely in front of the grocery store. Glad I made it to interview time. From what I've seen, it looks like it's already opened, so it doesn't seem like the owner got away with it, like when he was a florist.

While I'm getting familiar, I'll check my clothes to see if there's blood on them. You're getting a little nervous. Even though I wasn't nervous at all when I was a florist, it's probably because I still look like a human being.

The first part was such a zama, so now it's time to work properly and get paid properly. I no longer deviate greatly from the original purpose of "aiming to improve the image of the King of Champions" but I don't care! Now I'm just concentrating on accomplishing the quest (or bytes) in front of me!

Well, then let's go into the store. I wondered if anyone who came for an interview would come in through the entrance, so I decided to come in through the back entrance again this time.

"Excuse me, I'm here for an interview."

Now call on the other side of the door with decent language. But no matter how long you wait, there's no sign of anyone coming out, and you never get back to me.

That's crazy, I'm opening a store, so there's definitely got to be someone here. Could this be a situation I can't get my hands on right now?

"Excuse me."

The lock was open, so I opened the door. Then there was the figure of one man rubbing his forehead against the floor and sitting on the ground.

"I'll give you everything I can give you!! So please, just my daughter's life!!"

"... erm"

I don't know what to do, I scratch my cheeks poly. You've heard some similar dialogue before. I'm sure this guy is the shopkeeper.

"... that?

When the man looked up at me, he gave me a pocan look.

"Um, I heard the King is coming to this store for an interview, and you...?

The man, who seemed so weak, said in confusion. Once a champion is a champion, but it's not good enough to reveal who he is.

"My name is Hamou, so maybe that's why I got it wrong.

I felt it was slightly impossible, but the man looked convinced.

"You were! I thought the king was coming to crush this store! If you think about it, there's no way the King will come all the way out here to crush this little grocery store! I'm sorry I surprised you!

"Ha... nothing is fine. 'Cause they make mistakes a lot."

I'd love to see what this guy would look like if I solved [Transformation] here now, but that's just too much prank, so I stopped.

"So, what's the interview...?

"Huh? Oh, fine, fine. I don't want an interview! You look serious and you pass!

Is that okay?

"No, it really helps. I was in no trouble with being understaffed. Nice to meet you today, Mr. Hamow! Oh, I'm the owner here!

"... Yes, thank you"

I shook hands with the store owner, wondering if it was not enough for me to raise five copper coins an hour. If I'm bad, I could crush the right hand of the store owner, so I'd have a hard time shaking even one hand.

"I want you to work early today, okay?

"Oh, I'm perfectly fine."

"So this is the store uniform. Because the dressing room is that way."

I was given my uniform by the owner and dressed in the dressing room. What a cute thing to wear, a pink apron with embroidery of a cat-like painting, I hesitated to wear it for a moment, but if this is my uniform, I can't help it.

"Let's get it done from accounting first. I know it's tough at first, but good luck getting used to it."

"Yes."

Turning to the counter, there stood a man with a tenacious body who looked like a thirtieth in his arms. He's wearing the same uniform as me, and I'm guessing he's an employee of this store. The pink apron doesn't look good at all, what a surreal sight.

"Oh, he's Mr. Kiel, isn't he? If you don't know anything, you should ask him a lot."

"Okay."

I went inside the counter and bowed my head to Kiel.

"You'll be taken care of in this store from today...... it's Hamow. Best regards,"

"... are you new?"

Mr. Kiel said in an intimidating voice.

"Look, boy, this is a battlefield. If I get distracted, I get hit in an instant. If you don't want to die, look at my back and learn how to survive."

No, this is the grocery store, right? How much does this guy put his life on the line for just a part time job?

"Nevertheless, labor is a good thing. Drinking with money earned from sweating is very tasty. I can feel myself alive."

Besides, I told him something. I don't think this part-time job is that sweaty.

"Mr. Kiel's been a veteran of this store for 15 years."

"Fifteen years!?"

I was stunned by the owner's words. [M] Don't work so well with five copper coins an hour!