I Want to Be a Receptionist of The Magic World

I started working at Hare for six months.

"This is the requisition form"

Take a piece of paper and smile.

Nice weather, nice working day today, lots of demons and clients coming to Hare. Because many people can finish their lunch here, the seasoning and the delicious scent of burnt meat in a good way even arrives at my sitting reception.

Good, it's time for me to join you for dinner.

Single-handedly hold your own stomach that is about to ring.

"Then please."

"Yes, I accept"

Replicate the requisition by holding hands on the requisition signed by the client. One piece of paper turned into two pieces in an instant. Familiar plain work no longer.

Seeing the demon man squashing on the meat with great momentum, I was swallowing the good, and I was snooping at my new client one after the other. From light requests to difficult requests, double confirmation of price negotiations and requests breaks bones.

It's noon but it's hard not to get into the break.

"Oh, come on, you don't have a better job!

"So far, it's this class you were able to take."

"Ah!?

But my seat was still good, and the receptionist coming for the request seemed harder.

Eyeglasses senior Harris responds to a group of arrogant attitude demonstrators with Nico and a gentle smile.

I don't mean to overstate our powers, but I want to tell the women and the men who are licking them to give up. Sister Harris looks relaxed and seems weak, but the core doesn't bend her mind strongly, she's the one who goes straight if she decides to.

When those glasses were suspiciously sparkling and light, it would be better for them to see hell.

"I don't think it suits me."

But this request...

"Oh, this one's good"

Also next door, a different woman's senior was dealing with other demons. If you're that way, do it. I've complained one at a time about the requisition that my senior presents that it's not for me, that I'd rather have a different request, and I don't like this, and I haven't gotten on with it at all. Everyone smiles on the surface, but the inside must be boiling back.

Though I said most of the receptionists here are women, the proportion of men and women across the hare is also higher among women. Although there are some men, there are still many women in Hare's building because they are almost out on the job. If you say it by sex ratio, eight to two. Of course the woman is eight and the man is two. Besides, although many women are young, men are in their 40s and 50s in reverse.

They say there's a reason for that too, and all the young men are going to flow over the Knights. With the honor of serving the king and the popular, brilliant work from the people, many men want knights after graduating from school.

"Nanally! The next time you see the Knights Commander, it won't have to be salt, visit the haunted bugs!

'Okay. Now I'll keep it right.'

So few men get a job in Hare. Originally, the Knights Commander and the Director seem to be unfriendly, but is that also true? The Director hates the Knights Commander.

One way or another, Hare's business is on the back. There is no more hua than the Knights. And conversely, people who were part of the Knights, who are getting older and more obstructed in their work, have a good chance of coming to Hare, all of whom are about middle-aged people choosing Hare as their starting point. Of course, I wouldn't hire a director if I had a dull arm, and I wouldn't talk about it at all.

When I come to Hare, even the man who guided me to the director is the mouth of it. He left the Knights when I was thirty and then said he worked here for ten years. I once heard about when I was in the Knights, but when I left, they made me take an oath to "protect the blood" so that I wouldn't divulge inside information, and magically I couldn't talk about my job or anything else.

It is magic that cannot be solved by itself.

"Um, what's the request..."

"Yes."

"Yes, hello"

Even though I care about other things that way, I do my job.

"How old are you?

"Huh."

"Are you two years old? Amazing."

"Eh!

"Sorry about that."

A very cute pair of parents and children. Mother and little girl.

The girl, with two pale golden hair tied, looks at the request in bright white with a loose expression as she rides her mother's lap. It seemed intriguing that I wondered what it was.

I look at it and unexpectedly remember my old self. I wonder if this is what it was like when I came to this place about your father, too.

It embarrasses people unwittingly. I feel itchy.

"Ha..."

On the other hand, though, the mother's expression is not very good, and she sighs as she strokes the girl's head with a pomp.

He seemed kind of unwell.

"Are you all right?

Though I think it's rude, I look pale, I speak up.

Then the mother sighed again and leaned further down.

Yeah, I don't know what to do, I did it, and I sweat cold.

'Cause this is what happened earlier, and you don't talk inside with all the sighs trying to hear what you're asking for. The girl talks to me, but she, the mother at heart, kept her mouth shut.

I also feel like this is being tried. Perhaps they have identified their strength as Hare officials.

"... my husband hasn't come back since yesterday."

When that also made my complexion worse, she puckered up the face she was leaning over and looked at this one.

"Your husband?

What is it, an affair?

It was me who rode out a little bit, but Mr. Zozo, who was next door, slapped me in the knee with a petin to get me back in position.

I'm not even a careless woman.

"When I went into the woods, I didn't come back."

That's what the client woman, Mr. Malaya, said, re-hugging the girl she put on her lap.

The slightly creased hair with a burnt brown color is wrapped in one behind with a hair clasp, and the blue eyes peeking from the longer forehead can see the colour of fatigue. Though she smiled occasionally at the girl's shagging appearance, her mind was not here and felt like

According to what she told me, your husband, Gorda Klein, went into the woods in the first place saying that one livestock had fled to the east woods.

Mr. Malaya's house had raised many grass-fed beasts called six-legged pockels as livestock for food, releasing their pockels next to a mountain bordered by vast areas of land, the eastern woods.

He said that a high fence and a simple exorcism line were laid by the woods, and that he had taken a one-off measure to prevent demons from coming to the site. But the rumor that there was a demon seemed half-hearted, as the demon had never actually touched the exorcism and had never seen him again.

So, even though he heard that Pockel had crossed the fence into the woods, neither Mr. Malaya nor your husband was particularly in a hurry.

"Then don't bring me back"

"Take care of yourself."

So even when your husband said he was going to the woods, he didn't feel particularly resistant, and said he smiled and dropped him off.

And I thought she would be back soon, but she felt something was wrong because even after sundown, Mr. Gorda wouldn't be back after one night. Though he tried to enter the woods himself, he thought he might have been attacked by demons... He said that he could not go in and decided to come to Hare because he also had a small child.

She herself says she can use the minimum amount of magic she needs in her normal life, but she doesn't have the art of resisting when it comes to being against demons, so she can't help it.

Even if I asked my neighbors, I couldn't match them with dangerous eyes, so he told me.

"Livestock came back after that, didn't it?

"Yes, since my husband went into the woods, before the sun leaned. I came out to run away."

"... hey, that's crazy"

Mr. Zozo, who was next door, takes the requisition.

"This forest, as Malaya knows, has demons. But for the past year or two, we haven't heard anything about the sightings or the damage."

Within the East, West, North and South, the safest forests were listed as the East Forest. But when it comes to safety, compared to other things, so don't get me wrong there. It doesn't turn into a dangerous place.

"Except for this one, I have the same request."

"Similar?

To Mr. Zozo's words, that's what she got herself into. The child being held looks at his mother in tears with a wet and odd voice. Patience, young lady.

"An elderly woman is missing near the North Forest."

That's what Zozo says about the requisition on Hare's message board.

In the meantime, someone came to make a request because his grandmother had not returned after going for a walk to a pond near the north forest. The man seemed to live with his missing grandmother, and the day he went to work after dropping off a walk to the neighborhood pond, which was her (grandmother's) routine.

That was the last time I saw her, and even when I asked the neighbors, it seemed like someone had witnessed her in a liquor store near the pond, but I didn't know where she'd gone from it.

Although there were several demonstrators who received the request, they were not found in the end and have yet to achieve the request.

Speaking of which, I asked Zozo.

"You did some memory detection, didn't you?

"Yeah, I think Morris asked the demon."

One of the magics is to enchant the soil, ground, trees, buildings, etc. in the place to evoke what the thing remembers.

If it's on the ground, it shows up as 3D footage of who went through there when, if it's a building, who came there when, etc. This requires advanced technology, concentration Spiritual imagination… There will be no success without sharpening the senses of the whole body.

Among the demonstrators requested, there were those who were good at detecting their memories.

They searched around the north woods without scratching, and now everyone thought they could find a thread for a resolution.

Few people can use it, but if you're looking for an object or a person, it's mostly easy to find with this magic.

"It's weird how the missing people keep coming out of the woods."

But I couldn't find a woman in memory detection, and the only thing I could discover was that the stump remembered her resting in a stump near the pond.

"Arquez, why don't we do a little digging? I'm worried, though, that the demon isn't damaged yet."

"What, Zozo's going?

In the counter, Zozo speaks to Mr. Arquez, a male official who was working on the reproduction of documents behind us at the reception. This Mr. Arquez is a man who said he belonged to that former Knights. I've been the next person to take care of Mr. Zozo since the first day, and I always do clerical work in the seat I'm in.

Also, when I went outside as the director's guide and attended official events, etc., it was virtually like "deputy director" (hence the lack of such a position in Hare).

"Stay with Nanary."

"With Hel?

With a good looking girlfriend on the side, me and Mr. Arquez look each other in the eye.

Bright black hair. My eyes are blue and my eyes tend to drop, one way or the other. It also looks like a hectic face, as you can see. Actually, you're right, he had a grand treat at work. But I'm not fat, and my body is tight with wonder. Where does the sugar go? He looks extra tight because he's dressed in Hare's black uniform.

"Hum."

After a while, well... isn't that good? said with a smile. Well, it was me tilting my neck wondering what was good, but I look at one piece of paper Mr. Arquez has been offering and round my eyes.

"Preliminary...... investigation?

"Yes, it is."

If this is determined to be a hazardous request, an official should go to the site and examine the terrain, hazards, etc. before formally accepting the request.

I went to say that men often go to outside work, but outside work is mainly about this pre-investigation.

I started working here, six months.

I'm the one whose paperwork was totally following the board, but my heart rattles at an unexpected development.

I want to dream that I can still go to work outside in my first year.

"Mr. Zozo, but I..."

But the director told me that after a year it was too early, I couldn't let him do any other work. I was just worried.

I can't do a different job so easily without the director's permission. Although I am not dissatisfied with my current job, I thought it would still be good until my own director admitted that I was okay, so I intend to give up cleanly if I am clearly told that I cannot do it now.

So I overflowed Zozo, who was still willing to take me, without the permission of the director, but what a "it's okay" word came back. Words I don't even think about. That's what makes my eyes rounder than when I was given pre-investigation paper.

"It's okay, what is it?

"Actually, a month ago, the director asked me to. If there's a preliminary investigation you might be able to go to, take him with you."

"Director Loctith?

"'First of all, a year' was the word I used to say every year to newcomers, but they swallow jobs fast, and have a good head spin. Besides, in magic school, you always get second place."

The word "second place," which came out of nowhere, pierced Gusari's chest. I don't even have time to set up.

"I don't know what it feels like to be in a game if I make you forget. I don't know what to say. So it's okay."

Mr. Zozo, who doesn't notice me holding his chest, keeps talking.

"Well, Arquez, I wonder if you'd mind if I went now."

"That's sudden. Well, it's good because I'm gonna sit here. I'll tell the director."

"Thanks"

I saw Mr. Malaya, although I was somewhat concerned by the situation in which the story went on with a ton of applause.

Then she looks at this one too, eyes to eyes.

"Are you going now?

"Yeah, because time is a battle for this kind of thing. I'll be able to raise the request by the end of the day."

"Ah...... thank you!

Mr. Malaya looks at me and Mr. Zozo alternately and bows many times.

"Please, please."

"Oh...?

The girl looked strange when she saw such a mother. Thumbs up and feels like I don't know what it is. I can't even do it, I'm only two. He also thinks his father didn't come home, apparently going somewhere to see him.

When Mr. Malaya smiled at such a girl, she took a seat after bowing again and came back, after Hare.

The girl, who was drawn to her, waved bye-bye as she looked back at us.