I Want to Be a Receptionist of The Magic World

Then a week later.

"I knew Mr. Arquez was being driven out."

It's not what I imagined.

I was attached to the position of secretary at the meeting after work today (everything seems to be the second year of human work), and now that the material room is being used by Hare's greats, I was summing up the contents of today's meeting on paper at the courtyard lounge. I have other staff in the lounge who were at the meeting, but it's not a holiday anymore, is it? I don't know if I have time after the meeting, for example, sleeping on a chair spilling stupidity, or lying on a simple bedding that is equipped.

"To Kern, to Zozo, Mordina? What? It's not exactly what everyone expected."

As I work silently, the women gather at the table. They were people who worked at night, not those who went to today's meeting, and seemed to be wearing this little break that night humans take a light rest.

Many people eat rice and so on at this time because they take breaks and so on to get hypnotic sleep at midnight.

Hare's sisters sat in their chairs with their white uniforms on, peeking into what I was writing and flowering into the story.

"Nanally was made to the receptionist, so it's an exclusion, and if you say you do it in an ice mould, Dean or something, you'll be there."

Today was the day the human race was announced.

Three people have been selected from the northern hare, one from the southern hare and two from the western hare, including Mr. Arquez and Mr. Zozo, to compete in the tournament. Mr. Dean, the same ice-shaped woman and senior, belongs to Hare in the south, and I spoke to him before when I went to that magic station. She is a casual, talkative mother who is married and has one daughter. I don't get to talk much because I live in a whole house in town, not in a dorm, but I think it's a convincing candidate when I think of Dean, who also did the outside job very well, filling out the form with the names of the six people I've decided on. I am also proud of Mr. Zozo for some reason when it comes to his choice. What the hell am I?

Both Mr Arquez and Mr Zozo have finished their work today, but we are not here because we are now discussing it with selected officials, including the great ones, in the dossier room.

"Not a single person in the east region seems to be in there, but, well, maybe it's the right one."

"I'm with the receptionist, so I'll come with you on the day, Nanary."

Stick with me. Your sisters surround me and talk as I smell the delicious smell that's going to drool who.

The director told me that three of the receptionists, including me, would confirm the arrival of the athletes on the same day, collect spectator tickets, and also pick up the paperwork of the participating athletes in the venue. As for the last job description, I thought it was no longer a receptionist but a completely operational job, but let's not go into it.

I was also curious about what Lockman had said before, so I asked the director, "It's a bit like being asked to defend the tournament," and once someone involved in this tournament wanted to place a wizard above their average ability with someone who could deal with it whenever something happened. He wants us to cooperate if there are any dangerous situations.

"Nanary, they have an explanation in the castle about the day after tomorrow, so why don't we go with them?"

"Huh? Is there something like a briefing?

"I forgot to tell you, so tell him, from the director"

Briefing at the castle. It's certainly better to be taught directly by the operation in advance of what kind of job and what kind of steps it is rather than being explained after the day.

The director gave me something like the manual. The contents were unmistakable such as blueprints of venues for competitions to be made in the sky where more than half are scheduled to be held, what is around, a list of participating countries, etc., and now it was a mystery how to get there on the day, so if there is an explanation, it would be greatly appreciated.

The operation and direction of the venue is set to be done by the man of the castle, and he says it will be a discussion that has crossed kings from anything to anything from architectural and designer arrangements, in a form that will flourish throughout the kingdom. Part of it involves us, the people of Hare, so I want to do everything I have been entrusted with.

"Hey, if you're going to the castle because of this, why don't you find someone in the knight who looks good? Someone who doesn't seem as noble as possible."

"Me too ~"

If you're in there cleaning up because you've got one paragraph of clerk work to do as you speak, gasp my senior shoulder and I plan to go to the castle, and my sisters will pack their faces.

"Eh."

No, even if they say so.

If I seriously return that I am not going to meet you and that I cannot speak to you, then, uh - please - I was asked to join my hands.

No, no, you don't have to be a knight for anything.

It's not that I'm prejudiced against knights, it's rather an industry where Prince Xenon and Nike also work as knights, and I respect them enough to think they might have worked as knights had it not been for Hare.

It's just that some of them are so lame to women that they can't say anything.

"This place is man sunshine, and even when I'm here, I'm just married, and I'm bored with work and dorm commutes every day"

"It was a tragic loss to try to color Mr. Arquez a bit."

I wish you could be a little overwhelmed - and one of your seniors snaps his lips out of a tumble and snaps dissatisfied.

That's right.

Actually, it's that Mr. Arquez, but he's pretty hot on the women in the hare.

"I can't say anything about that sloppy, solid place, I mean, I prefer it"

"He said you should stop. Why doesn't that guy seem single for the rest of his life?

Good color, tall, magic is top notch, can work, single, no lover.

There are not so many women after Mr. Arquez as some say there is no point in raising the good spot. Especially when it comes to work. I'm convinced when it comes to convincing because I don't know what it's like to admire even if you don't like it when it comes to there. I've never seen a subject like that because he's the same age as my father, but unlike my father, my older brother, I admired him, too.

"Oh, it's not time to go back to work"

"Bye ~"

While doing so, the people at night wave out of the courtyard for work.

I left the seniors' wishes in the corner of my head to return to the dorm.