To ensure that the black magic remembered is made in the employee dormitories until the day of work on the first day of the following month.
This was the job I was given.
It is common for new employees to come from the head of the moon, and it is very common to have magic available at home by then.
It was more or less between two weeks, but I lived close to my newlywed life flirting with Celia.
"Your husband, we have a delicious dried fish in today. When I cook this, the oil floats and it tastes good."
"Whoa, that's good. Me, my hometown was close to the sea, and I used to eat fish."
The Wang capital is a little inland, so there are no fresh fish out there, but the dried fish come good for that.
"If the market sees me, they'll make it cheaper if they say they'll serve me. After that, my wife was following me."
Oh...... well, if the shopkeeper comes along with a beautiful girl like Celia (and more exposed), don't stretch it under your nose. Besides, it's like Celia's job to make her stretch under her nose...
"Celia, you're familiar with the cuisine of the world over here, were you even studying in the demonic world?
Serria dyed her hehe and cheeks slightly to the vermilion.
"I've been studying for your husband ever since he got here."
"Oh, thanks......"
Sometimes like this, I get in trouble because I look cute to the rebel class. No, I'm not in any trouble. I'd rather have you in trouble.
I'm still a close emotion to my first love right away, and I'm not used to it. Proverbs that beauty gets bored in three days? I'm sure the guy who made it never met a beauty.
"Look, I know very well that your husband is studying black magic hard... I thought I'd learn to cook too..."
"I'm sorry if I messed up."
"No! That's what I like and do! You don't have to worry about it at all..."
Whether it's Serlia or President Kerkel, there are too many good people to worry about, on the contrary, what's going on with the black magic industry. Can we do it with all these good people?
That day, the dried fish that came out for dinner was also very fragrant when cooked, and the flavour was concentrated.
Serlia, you're a really good cook.
"It's an honor to compliment you..."
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And it's finally official business day.
I will be working as an employee of the Necro Grant Black Magic Company from today.
So far, I've only made money on about a part-time basis, can you do it well?
As always, it was only the former "fort," and I went to work for a company that looked like you. It's comforting because Celia floats next to me, too. There is a difference between heaven and earth from coming to work alone in solitude.
"Seniors other than the president, I wonder what he looks like...... 80% anxiety, 20% anticipation..."
"You have a lot more anxiety"
"'Cause for too many good people the president could be forgiving even the slightly problematic ones. There may be people left who can only work under that inclusiveness."
Besides, it's a small industry, so the president may not be able to choose talent either. What if he's the kind of guy that hits me the moment I see him...
When I got out of work, there was only the president again.
"Good morning. You're officially an employee from today! Best wishes!
A president who shakes the tail of a dog at the same time as being energetic.
"Um, this company, the president is the only one with employees, right...?
Is it something that I won't see anyone so far?
"Guys, I'm putting it out on the scene. But I'm going to ask Franz to go to the crime scene today, so you'll definitely meet the person in charge there."
Well, that's a thorough outside job. Well, I don't even think black magic is a bit suitable for office work.
"I have a swamp in the woods that I walked about half an hour from here, but I have employees there, so please ask for instructions from the scene. I'll show you the way."
Smoke came out of the president's hand, and a wimpy dog demon appeared. But it should have been named Gergel.
"Gergel, show him to the roundabout swamp"
"Okay, one."
This is how I ended up on my way to the swamp of ominous names at work.
After walking for a while, the woods did show up and the roads became dim in the shade of the trees.
"By the way, what kind of employee are you working here?
I respond with respect because I am the president's user demon.
"Don't bluff. He's a craftsman type. One."
Whoa, maybe it's not for me...
That kind of craftsman type looks like one, and I wonder if I can do it right...... I hope they don't beat me up.
Increasing his anxiety, as he proceeded to the woods, he found more and more cloudy swamps in what could be called a tree sea.
The creepy name Collapse Marsh is so broad that it seems to suit you.
"Oh, it's the employees sitting over there. One"
Indeed, an old stinking chair is unnaturally placed by the swamp and someone is sitting there.
The feeling I saw is feminine.
"Well, the role is done, One."
What, let me pull it off! The hurdle went up subtly.
"Master, if you don't go say hello from here, you'll be excused, and let's go"
Serlia is right.
I took the courage and stood in front of the sitting man.
A woman with a calm atmosphere characterized by long dark hair. How old are you in your twenties?
It seems like a lot of people are young for what the president said it was hard to have fewer employees. Everyone but this guy could be old.
"Nice to meet you, I'm Franz and I'm a new employee! Best regards!
"It's Serlia the Devil, too."
"Yes..............."
It was a small voice that I couldn't hear if it was all over a busy town.
"My name is Farfistagna"
"Well, no offense, but that's an unusual name. Where are you from?
".................. far away"
Another small voice. Plus, the topic is hard to spread. Reply......
Let's get this straight.
This senior, I'm going to hang out, or he's just a low-tension character...