The hallway is also cleaner than I imagined, and honestly, there are parts that ate the shoulder watermark.
Serlia was also temporarily sending her gaze around.
"You have such a beautiful environment..."
"It's already been announced in the Demon World paper that making workplace lighting brighter will increase work efficiency. That's what I pay attention to. Hehe."
I don't see your face because of the mask, but you're probably saying it with a doya face.
Plus, it even blew a cool, comfortable breeze. Mary's feathers shake a little too.
"You're also careful with the air conditioning, there's a human official who speaks wind and ice magic, and the room temperature keeps a comfortable level. What do you think?
Is that...? Something's wrong...?
No way, Gabella's lying? No, that's not true of anything, no matter how much.
"I can't help but show you the hallway, and maybe we'll take a look at the working landscape. First, please go to Workshop One."
Vanitazar opened a large door that said "Workshop I" at the entrance.
There, silently, the workers were doing something quietly.
Apparently, they're pasting and assembling toys.
The people I work for are serious and I can't even hear them talking. I mean, you opened the door, but you don't even look at me.
"Everyone who works here on the line is undead. What do you think? We're all happy with the joy of labor, aren't we?
"Oh, really? That's all I can say yet..."
On the surface, it looks like it's working well. Utterly, I thought you were even forced to work while being whipped, but your working attitude is better than I thought.
Both Mary and Serlia are sending their gaze to see if there's a karaki somewhere, but this just seems like a very normal place to work.
"Gabella had chains on her kid, but what happened to that one?
Mary still has her eyes on the details. Speaking of which, there's nothing on Undead's feet here.
"Come on? You just have to see how this room goes. That's all."
said Vanitazar with dignity.
"Enough here. So can you show me the next room?
Both the second and third work rooms assembled toys in the same way, although the job descriptions were subtly different.
And the workers work pale.
"Are you ready? There wouldn't be a scratch in this factory using undead, would there?
said Vanitazar with a flat face (face that looks like).
Uhm...... That's crazy...... The initial prospects are quite off. I thought it was a better place.
Pomp and Mary slapped me on the shoulder. Then they whispered.
"I'll stick around a little bit more until the plating comes off. There must be something."
And we were led to the last studio.
I knew I was doing the assembly right there, too.
I tried walking in the room, but I'm not particularly uncomfortable. I keep working silently.
But the change happened suddenly.
"I can't stand it anymore. Eh!
One of the workers suddenly got up in front of me, so I almost lost my hips.
"How much undead can you stand to sit in the same place like this and be forced to do simple labor permanently! Well, we don't even go to the bathroom, and we don't eat mesh. I don't have to sleep. But if I did the same thing all the time, I wouldn't even like it!
Ah! After all, the undead were in pain!
"More than that. I can't believe it's pretty right now. You've embarrassed me..."
Vanitazar's voice was engulfing with anger.
Other undead were upset. But that's close to frightening.
"Hey, don't! They're sending you to the Billed Room!" "Better than" Room with Bills "! Behold!"
What is a room with bills......? Does that mean the problem child's room from the point of view?
"I don't care anymore! I'm gonna get you out of here! It's better than getting hit by rain and continuing to do more rot or not even here!
An undead man tries to escape.
But the man fell straight to the floor.
Chains appeared on its legs.
Are you usually invisible?
I'm getting a twitch. After all, this place is unusual......
Vanitazar rang his fingers with his pussy.
"Teacher, do it."
Then, with a cold, faceless look, came the undead dressed like a military uniform.
And I pasted something into the man who resisted.
It's a spell.
The face of the man who was rambling on the way changed.
"Labor is the living, labor is the living, labor is the living, labor is the living..."
Scary, scary!
"This is the curse of 'Labor is Survival'!
The man was chained off by a teaching clerk and taken straight out of the room.
"He's gone to a 'room with bills'..." "A room only for those whose hearts have been snatched by a spell..." "Forced labor is better yet..."
You mean billed and where the guy with the curse is sent?
"Come on, you guys, work seriously! All you have to do is work here! If you're blurry, you'll put a spell on it!
To Vanitazar's words, the workers immediately turned to their desks for work and worked out again.
"Not really...... It is not a very human environment......"
Serria clouds her face. In fact, it's such a cruel environment that you can't watch.
"There's no way it's a human environment. I'm not a human being here."
Vanitazar bluntly lied.
Whatever happened in the past, this guy is a complete villain. Very unacceptable.
"The undead here are in complete control. I use some of the submissive undead as a teaching clerk to allow a life without chains. This way, the undead will manage the undead, so they can save money on labor."
Vatanizar's pleasant voice annoyed me, but I was more concerned about the undead's cutthroat face than that.
"Thank you, President Vanitazar. It was very helpful."
I said in a cold voice.
Absolutely, such a terrible environment, I was clearly determined to change it.
There has to be something.
There's a way to help the undead.