The Man Picked Up By the Gods (Reboot)

When I couldn't find anything to write in my diary and was wandering in front of the store.

"Oh? Mr. Dolce, what are you doing in there?

"Deputy Store Manager... I couldn't find anything to write in my diary"

"I see. If that's the case, why don't you go back and read the diary you've written? I think it would be an exercise just to recapitulate the content."

"... indeed. I will. Thank you."

Deputy manager Callum advised me.

Just go back to your dorm room and open your diary.

……

My name is Dolce. A caution stick hired by the launderer Bamboo Forest for a few months. Prior to that, he worked in the vigilante while working a day job in the slum of his birth.

The reason I was hired here was an introduction from my brother who grew up with me. An open shop of fellow adventurers is being jammed by strange people. I want you to help me consolidate my protection on my behalf because I'm the guy who pays my salary right. That's not what I said, I'm the brother I've looked after since I was a kid who couldn't even do a decent job.

For me, work is for life. I didn't have a job that I particularly disliked or wanted to do, and I don't have any learning. I've done anything I could since I was a kid, and I've earned a living while my brothers helped me. So if I could even get the money at my brother's request, I had no reason to say no.

I waited a few days and they called me to the store and I was surprised to see the manager who came out. The manager was only 11 kids.

I heard my brother's admitted fellow adventurers opened it, so I thought he seemed like a strong guy, not at all. On the contrary, I was convinced that they had tasted it and served a little bit. That's how weak he seems, a grown-up kid. That's my first impression.

But the surprise was still a prelude.

When it comes to whether or not to hire people, not only do they get higher salaries like hazard pay, but they even follow them to meals in rooms where they can live for free. Instead of paying my salary properly, I've offered a hell of a favor. I suspected there might be a back, but this is normal treatment at this store. I was hired for a few months. Now I know it's true, but I was still on guard then.

But I didn't go to smash the face of the brother I introduced, and I didn't feel alert from the manager, rather than malicious. Slam people are not criminals. But the image is not good. So it's normal to be more cautious if you're going to hire a slum person. The deputy manager who was next door had some vigilant eyes on him, but he was nevertheless a better one than he had ever experienced.

In the end, I was hired as I was, and I was introduced to my father and daughter from an exotic country as a cautionary stick senior.

……

I remember ahead and the hand I was writing stops.

... I've decided to hire him, but a one-off arms test means I'm going to play a game with the store manager, and I lost.

Sometimes I've been recognized by my brother, and I should have fought my 11-year-old manager for real. I can only say that I should have fought because I have few memories, but I only remember the first time I really stuck a spear in it and the admirable look on the part of the manager who saw it.

The next time I noticed, I was put to sleep in an empty room in the dorm. Asked by Mr. Faye, who was adjudicating later, he was beaten by a store manager who avoided spears.

You're such an idiot! And when I heard it, I couldn't believe I was hit by a child's fist and stuffed by Mr. Faye. Then I can point to the corner of the room and show a large, broken spear from the center. Trying my arm, I pulled my spear back and got my fist, but he couldn't stop the momentum.

The spear is a whole cast cheap object from pattern to tip. Until then, however, the iron pattern could be used to attack or hit enemies. There must be some strength to it. But the spear is certainly bent and seems to be gone as a spear already.

Besides, the manager, who has apologized sincerely for breaking the spear on his personal belongings, again only looked like a child of his age, and it took him one night to accept it.

I was also depressed, but now I decide to brush my arms in my free time.

The spear the manager brought a new spear to apologize before. The price was horrible too and I couldn't ask, but it's sturdier and lighter than before. Definitely received a superior spear. If I have more hands free, I can even get two seniors to deal with me.

Those two are pretty strong as well as the manager, and I've never won. According to Gordon's old man, who until this moment was hired as the store's caution stick, he is strong from an adventurer's point of view. Especially since he doesn't want to fight Mr. Faye.

He said it was because he was from a dangerous country, but he's still strong enough for me not to understand. I'm sure of this.

Ever since I got here, I've stopped having trouble with my house, my rice, my money, my training partner. He also continues to study reading and writing, which he somehow started after being invited by three people who worked for the branch. I also study how I started keeping these diaries.

This is particularly true if the store manager and the deputy store manager are cooperative and compared to the first page, the difference is obvious. If this is the case, one day you may quit here and find another job opening that is not your previous day's employment. It's not bad to be an adventurer if your arms are up.

Although I'm not going to quit from myself yet because my life is fun now.