I Want to Be a Receptionist of The Magic World

Wake up with the birds chirping.

I rubbed my soggy eyes, yawned, went to the sink as usual to brush my teeth, washed my mouth with water, and wiped my lips by hand.

Oh, yeah. I thought you forgot to wash your face, water it out again and refresh your face.

I just stood in the kitchen saying all I had to do was make breakfast, and I turned to the ceiling and thought for a while.

"Is that it?"

When did I come back to the dorm?

"Oh, no more flower divinity. It's a festival for lovers. Ko, i, bi, and, chi, of!

"That's rough."

"Oh, it's not rough. Everyone seems happy, more importantly."

From my point of view, it just seems rough, but I nod that if the person is going to say so, it's not rough.

As I was listening to Mr. Zozo's stupidity at the reception where my client still wouldn't come, I looked out the window at the King's Island. I see Heavenly Horse flying.

Yesterday I was at Szelk Castle on the King's Island, and I (probably not for sure) fell by someone's magic along the way. I had no memory of it since, so I slept in the dorm room at some point, but apparently Maris had sent me to the dorm, and the dorm mother had shown me to the room.

'Take care of yourself. I'll see you around, won't I?

I was breathing to give you flowers because of them, but I couldn't give them to you in the end. The flowers that were in the neckline were brown shriveled and withered because they were not in the light of day, or because they were trapped in a narrow place. It was before work that I was holding my knee and turning my face bright red, wondering what a nasty thing I had done. I can't undo the Cupiretto flowers, all the more so with a great sense of despair.

"Hello, please call me"

"Hey, Mr. Hell."

My client came to the receptionist, so I correct my posture.

He shook his head and smiled, concentrating on his work. Ahead was Mr. Petros, a pharmacist who had come to make a request one day earlier. Mr. Petros is often seen shopping in town, and all of them are like shallow acquaintances even if they don't notice me and say hello. Occasionally I get vegetables, so the feeling was like my brother living in the neighborhood.

She says that she actually lives here on the west side, but she's out here for work.

"What kind of request is it today?

"Actually, I'm having a little trouble."

That's what Mr. Petros told us and showed us: a piece of... vitreous?

"Is it vitreous?

"No, this is a dragon scale."

"A dragon? Is a dragon that dragon?

Gluten-like, transparent, single scale. The corners were rounded, and the thickness was about the first indirect of the human finger. I've never seen the real thing before, but the dragon itself is in this kingdom or not. Twenty years ago, there were sightings of yellow dragons in the southern Margrel region, and the presence of them has not been confirmed.

But why does he have such a scale of rare organisms?

This belongs to my father.

Before we ask that question, Mr. Petros tells us how it went.

Anything. This scale used to be kept by Mr. Petros' father, who was a demon and a pharmacist, who apparently treated it as a necessary ingredient for medicines to help with injuries and illnesses that could not be fixed by healing magic, and Mr. Petros's father said he had traveled all the way out of the kingdom to find dragons.

"But the rest became this one."

"You can't make medicine," he said.

Sure, that's troublesome.

"Yes, I'd like to go if I can do it myself, too, but I'm not good at magic, demons... let alone confronting dragons. It's embarrassing."

"But for that matter, Mr. Petros' medicine works great, it has a reputation for the people in town, and it's unsuitable. There's no shame in that."

They say anything is fine with dragon scales, so the requisition says' looking for dragon scales' in large part. Incidentally, if we were to "look" for this dangerous organism, our preliminary investigation would not be conducted, so we don't know what kind of danger awaits the demon. Whether it's a fire-breathing dragon, a skin stinging dragon, or a dragon with a poison needle, we can't predict.

So what I can entrust to this request is that the rank becomes the upper demon breaker.

The ranks of Demon Breakers are divided into three stages: Ebal, Kutes, and Kings, but Ebal was just an immature beginner of Demon Breakers, and Kutes was given the title as a Demon Breaker who could receive certain dangerous requests (demon exorcisms, etc.), and Kings was left unrestricted in any request. Plus, Kings includes dietary exemption.

There was a decision that the number of requests set by Hare had to be fulfilled in order to increase the rank, and that at least ten dangerous requests such as demonic extermination had to be received.

Benjamin and Satanas seem to have become Quartz at some point, so that they can also take demonic requests, as they did before.

Should I only make this request to the Kings, I gave Mr. Zozo the paper.

"Right.... Mr. Petros, I'll put it out for the Kings, are you sure?

"Yes, I'm aware of the danger, so I'd like to leave it to those who seem to be able to return safely"

The amount of the reward can be doubled, so he nods happily when he presents it as if it were more or less this good.

"Now you can finally make medicine that works for your heart"

"To the heart?

"There are wounds and diseases that can't be helped by magic, but it was the heart that was particularly troublesome among them. The blood and magic in your body will wipe out the effects of the medicine when you take it and get to your heart directly, but it can't be wiped out by including powerful crystals in the dragon scales."

I think his meds are the best in town, no, the best in the country, saying I wish I could make them fast.

The anti-drunken medication I always take with me when I go for a drink was actually what I was buying at Mr. Petros's. How many times have my colleagues in the workplace been saved? There are still five bags of spare in the room. I'll probably go for another drink, so I have to go buy one soon.

"Well, thank you, both of you"

"Yes."

"Again."

After completing a series of tasks, when we send the documents to the demon receptionist, we return to the state in which Mr. Petros was before he arrived.

The demonic request has settled somewhat, and the flower season is just around the corner. I looked out the window and saw the Heavenly Horse flying again.

Mr. Zozo opened his mouth to say whether he wanted to continue the conversation earlier, with the directors and the three of us, but it was going to be long, so he told me to hang out with him for dinner after work, so the story seemed to have been carried over after work.

"Speaking of which, Nanary, did you start out fashionable?

"What is it?

"A necklace. Beautiful, that."

That's what Mr. Zozo said and referred to was the silver necklace that was falling down on my neck.

"I can't take this anymore for some reason."

"Huh?"

"Here... you can pull it, you can't take it at all"

It won't cut, and I have trouble because it gets hot like I have a fever at times.

My mother wants to get it. I bought it somewhere I don't know, so I can't take it off once I put it on, or maybe it's a hassle.

"Then why don't we remove the fasteners?

"The fasteners won't come off either. It's something my mother bought in some country. Maybe it's something like that."

"You should ask your mother later. It's not on boulders all the time... You won't feel too good when you go to bed."

She's right, I'll call my mother around tomorrow to ask. At dawn when they say I don't know, I'm ready to graffiti my mother's precious vase.