When I went to work at the office, there was paper in my locker that I wasn't used to seeing.
"If it's for business, the president will give it to you directly, and what...?
By the way, I don't have a desk in Necro Grant Black Magic. Of course, I'm not being jerked off, this company is a company that doesn't have a dedicated desk in the first place. One of the reasons is because the bulk of the work is going outside, not clerical work.
However, there are lockers for staff. I can keep extra baggage in here. Also, it serves as a mailbox, and the paper paperwork can be put in the locker from the outside.
For this reason, the locker must always be checked once every three days.
I guess I'm actually about to tell him to check it out every day, but President Kelkel is loose around it, so he says, "I don't mind about once every three days. I'll contact you directly if I'm really in a hurry," he said.
I check almost every day though...... Because of his personality, he can't really leave that alone.
So, based on what I saw on the paper, I didn't have the feeling that the letters were thick and sticky, or that they were business documents.
"'Joint Strike Announcements Let's get up together, workers in the black magic industry' - - - What, this...?
It says something strange when you look through it.
"Oh, was it in your husband's locker, too?
Serria had the same paper and stood in front. By the way, the women's locker is in the next room. Easy dressing can be done by closing it off. It's easy because I'm the only man.
"Yeah, who the hell let you in... And strikes aren't so mild."
"I haven't read the contents, either. Shall we check?"
It took me quite a while to read all that paper that was full of letters and if I did, in summary, this is what happens.
· Many of the workers in the black magic industry are badly paid low wages for their intense duties.
-Then we, the Black Magic Youth League, repeatedly passed to the trade association and made demands for wage increases.
-But trade associations never try to respond to it.
· Decide on a massive strike by the entire Black Magic worker as a last resort.
· Due February 15th. from the day when the demonic world and the human world are supposedly closest.
· I would love for you to join the strike along with your fellow workers!
"... there's something like this in the black magic industry,"
You haven't heard much about strikes lately, have you? I hear my parents were cool with the younger generation, but my generation was the only level I knew in the story.
"In the first place, you have a labor organization. I've never been invited to Black Magic Youth."
"Right. I don't care if you ask me out too much, but I'm probably shocked you haven't even asked me out, because you seem to be ignored..."
You may think I'm saying something selfish, but I think a lot of people around here understand the psychology.
Just because it's a drinking party you don't really want to attend, for example, if you're not called from the beginning, it's like being annoyed.
"That's not because no matter what this company thinks, it's not low wage?
When I realized, Mary stood with the same paper as us.
"I haven't opened a box in three weeks, and this one was in there."
"No, check more..."
You have character around here. Mary doesn't seem like much.
"Look, these strikes are what people think they don't get paid to do. I don't really want to ask for more wage increases in this company with forty silver coins for my first job, and they don't seem to join the labor organization, so the organization went through."
"So is that... This company has already been treated badly..."
I think the heavenly punishment will be won if we seek further improvement in treatment.
Is it strange that black magic means heavenly punishment? There is a curse.
"I also think the black magic company in the human world is great. You don't really feel like a problem, do you?"
Serlia, the Demon Nation, is about satisfied, and I can't even imagine there being a layer of dissatisfaction.
"I wonder if you mean that some people in the world feel that no matter how much money they get, it's not enough. Well, I don't strike either way. I'm sorry about the president."
This is what I mean. To me, President Kelkel is not just an employer.
He is like a master who has made me grow up humanely, and a benefactor who has given me many encounters.
And then... there are a few physical relationships...
I can't motivate President Kelkel to do things that would be troublesome by exercising to raise his salary now.
I don't want to do anything to take the president's smile away from me before I've had enough of this kind of exercise or I don't want to do anything political.
"It's not compulsory participation, and let's just say I never saw a call for a strike like this"
Both Serria and Mary nodded.
"Well, before the president sees you, I'm gonna throw you in the trash for three."
And just leaving the room, I met the president.
I thought we met where we didn't like it, but the president looked different than that.
"Fight! Shatter! Unite!" He wears an iron helmet wrapped in a cloth that says, I guess you read it a struggle in a struggle......
Blah, because of the dog ear, I haven't had a good rash. Either that or there's just an iron helmet on it.
And there's a triangular cloth wrapped around my mouth. Do you even do some sort of black magic ritual? No, you're definitely not...
"Ah! Good morning, Franz!
"President... what is that outfit?
"As you can see, it's an outfit for strike. I thought I'd strike with this."
Mary raised her voice from behind before I went in.
"That's not the one the management does! Why are you doing this in the president's shoes?
No cloudy argument. I think so too......