205: This Is Not A Cushy Job

This Is Not A Cushy Job

"Thank you!" Sally brightened up, but then the door closed because Mag didn't hold it open for her.0

For an instant, she froze. She had never been treated like this before.

Yet she got over it quickly. It makes sense considering the fact that he turned down two powerful magic casters before. He is indeed very different.

In fact, Mag was only treating her like a normal job seeker.

"Do you need some help with that, Boss?" Yabemiya said, putting the mop aside.

"No. Do your thing." This carbon fiber bike had become much lighter for him now. "We might have another waitress today."

Today? So soon? What kind of girl is she? Yabemiya wondered.

Sally straightened her dress, took a deep breath, and held the handle. The door opened with a "ding".

Yabemiya turned to look. The sunlight made it hard to see, but she could still see her clearly. Her eyes widened.

Sally looked even more beautiful in the sunlight, her pointy ears almost transparent, her light blue eyes angelic.

Yabemiya was humbled by her pretty face. She felt a little envious.

Sally was also looking at Yabemiya. She found her horns very cute and her mismatched eyes interesting.

When she saw her maid dress, she was a little envious of her breasts, or perhaps of her being able to work and eat here, or both.

They stood there, staring at each other, looking envious.

Abruptly, Yabemiya remembered her profession and where she was. "Sorry, Miss, but we're closed…" she said, hiding the mop behind her.

Mag walked out with two glasses of water. He handed one to Yabemiya, and put the other on a table. "Would you like some water?"

"Yes, thank you." Sally calmed herself down and walked up to the table. She took a look at the glass and took a seat, wringing her hands.

"Is she…" Yabemiya said, shocked, the glass shaking in her hand.

Mag nodded with a smile. "Yes, she wants to work here."

Yabemiya smiled at Sally quickly and spilled her water. "Hi, I'm Yabemiya."

Sally smiled back. "Hi."

Mag didn't know why Yabemiya was so nervous. "Miya, get some rest and then finish the job," he said, not unkindly.

Yabemiya nodded. "Yes, Boss." She drank some water and started mopping again.

Mag took a seat opposite Sally. "You see, we're very busy," he began. "Yabemiya had to take orders, serve food, collect money, and do the cleaning. I need someone to help her. What do you think you can do? This is not a cushy job, just for the record."

Sally was taken aback. "She is doing all of it?"

Mag nodded. "Yes." He now felt he was a little cruel to his waitress. "She is a good worker."

Sally nodded. "Indeed." I don't think I can do all of it like her. She must be working really hard.

Yabemiya smiled and mopped faster.

Mag looked at Sally, waiting for her answer.

"She's very good at taking orders and serving food, so I think I can collect money and do all the cleaning work," said Sally.

"Are you quick with numbers?" Mag asked curiously.

"Quick enough, I think," she answered with confidence.

"Good." Mag stepped into the kitchen and walked out with a stack of plates and bowls. He put some plates, some bowls, and some empty bags for roujiamo on each table.

"The table by the door is table one, and then table two, three…" he said, pointing. "I'll choose several tables, and you calculate the money and then clear the tables. Okay?"

Sally nodded. "Okay." She tried to look calm, but there was still nervousness in her eyes.

Yabemiya stood by the door with the mop, surprised. She had passed similar tests to work here, but she had thought Mag would hire Sally on the spot since she looked so pretty.

"Table three, eight, fifteen, six, and eleven. Collect money and clear the tables in this order. You have five minutes," Mag said, taking a look at his watch.

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