I'm Not a Servant But a Staff?!

"Zhang Wei." A cold voice called.

"Five more minutes..." Zhang Wei whispered as he turned away from the source of light, clutching onto the pillow as he tried to cover himself with the blanket.

"Zhang Wei, if you don't get up, da Vinci-san will send you to the oil rigs."

The voice suddenly turned harsh as if there was venom inside.

Blunt and straight to the point.

If Zhang Wei were to rate this voice, he would give it an 8/10, since it sounded like someone who would fit the stoic senior/boss/sadistic archetype.

Wait, oil rigs?!

If his surface-level knowledge of Fate/Grand Order were correct... only those who had 'failed' would get sent to the oil rigs!

Despite the stiffness of his body, Zhang Wei managed to jump out of his plain single bed, his eyes immediately assaulted by the bright UV lights as he reached to cover his eyes.

"Ughh! Please don't turn on the brightness to the max..."

Zhang Wei stopped.

'Wait.'

'Chotto matte kudasai.'

'Somethings off.'

What came out of his mouth, clearly wasn't Chinese or the heavily accented English that he learned back in school.

It was Japanese.

Not the Japanese that he would use with his classmates back when they were discussing J*V or H*ntai.

But fluent Japanese.

Zhang Wei immediately clutched his head as he fell on his knees, the mattress rebounding him a little bit back before he firmly landed.

'Chaldea Security Organization.'

All sorts of information forced itself inside his head, wreaking havoc inside his mind as he tried to focus on the reality of the situation.

His brows shot upwards as he sat on the bed, the sudden realization hitting him like a truck.

'Holy crap, I'm actually in Fate/Grand Order?!'

Not wanting to get sent to the oil rigs, Zhang Wei immediately thought of an excuse, his situation could be assessed later.

"Sorry, I must've somehow slept wrong. Anyway, what's the matter? You would rarely visit, did da Vinci-san call me?"

Even though he has no idea what's going on, words flowed out of his mouth naturally-- as if he subconsciously knew what to say.

His brown eyes turned to the woman who entered his room.

Black hair stylized into a ponytail, with sharp brown eyes that put his to shame staring back at him.

'Miyabe Tsugumi, my senior. She didn't exist in the game...' He realized as he tried to search through his memories.

Tsugumi watched for a second before continuing, "da Vinci-san Roman requires the support staff to meet with him in the Summoning Room along with Master Gudao and Gudako in twenty minutes."

Immediately after she had relayed the information, she left the room with the automatic door sliding shut.

Zhang Wei sat there on the bed as he brought his head to his head, covering his eyes as he laid flat back onto the bed.

'Reincarnation? No, this would be transmigration.'

Two questions.

How did the original owner of the body die?

'How did I die?'

To his knowledge, transmigration would only happen when both owners 'die.'

Choosing to ignore the circumstances surrounding his death willfully, Zhang Wei took a deep breath as he tried to sort the influx of fragmented memories.

'My name is Zhang Wei. I'm 18-- no, no, no, I'm 21 years old. My room is in the 'Staff' section of Chaldea, where all the other staffs rest, and I am not married. I work as an employee for the 'Chaldea Security Organization,' and I get off work every day by 8 PM at the latest. I don't smoke, nor do I drink. I'm in bed by 11 PM, and make sure I get eight hours of sleep, no matter what. After having a glass of warm milk and doing about twenty minutes of stretches before going to bed, I usually have no problems sleeping until morning. Just like a baby, I wake up without any fatigue or stress in the morning. I was told there were no issues at my last check-up by Doctor Nightingale. I'm trying to explain that I'm a person who wishes to live a very quiet life. I take care not to trouble myself with any enemies, like winning and losing, that would cause me to lose sleep at night. That is how I deal with society, and I know that is what brings me happiness. Although, if I were to fight, I wouldn't lose to anyone.'

Zhang Wei, currently 21 years old in Fate/Grand Order universe. Three years older than he was in his original world.

Currently, an employee, staff, of Chaldea who got recruited into the organization through a random poster like many others.

[System: Support Variant has been activated. Please check your mailbox for 'Initialization Gift.']

Words popped out of his vision as he was frozen in place.

'I have a system?' A system was the Deus Ex Machina of any story that had them! Able to interfere with the reality of the world, any System user would be able to sit on the apex of whatever they want!

He was excited, but as he was about to open up his 'Initialization Gift,' he soon realized the words that followed after System. 'Support Variant?'

'Open up the mailbox.'

He saw an imaginary mailbox opening itself as a letter flowed out.

The letter was beige, even sealed with wax.

The letter opened itself through his thoughts as a textbox appeared in his vision.

[Initialization Gift]

[1x Letter]

[1x 50% Discount Coupon]

[1x 5000 Item Points]

[1x Rainbow Gacha Ticket]

[Time Loop (SSSR)]

'Gacha...' Zhang Wei didn't like Gacha. Mainly because he never had good luck with the Gacha system, nevertheless he was excited.

Putting away his excitement at the words 'Time Loop', he opened the letter.

'Odd, a letter out of a letter.' He commented as he imagined himself opening the letter.

[Letter:

To: Zhang Wei

Subject: Regarding the circumstances of your transmigration.

Body:

Yeah, uhh, my bad. I'll make sure your family prospers.

P.S. Uhh, about your system, the more you 'support' someone, the more points you get I guess, I didn't make this, my sister did. She said that the term 'support' is quite loose so, uhh, yea.

P.P.S. If you die your time loop will activate, sending you to when you first entered this world, so 'here.' It's not really a time loop but you understand the meaning behind it. I don't think you'll actually need it. The system as well as 'us' are unaffected since we exist outside of this domain.

Good luck and make sure to have fun...?

From: The Older Goddess]

'That was... anticlimactic.' Zhang Wei said to himself as the letter disappeared from his vision.

But he had to admit he was relieved, his family had put all their hopes onto him to pass The National College Entrance Examination, and since he had died, they would probably lose all hope.

If he could, he would send a reply letter to the Goddess, but the option was greyed out.

A physical Gacha ticket colored rainbow materialized onto this hand.

For some reason, he felt the urge to rip it.

And he did.

Out of the ticket came a small explosion of smoke, blocking his vision as he suddenly felt a bit different.

[Negative Emotions Sensing]

[Passive]

[This technique enables the user to sense hostility, hatred, and other evil emotions within others.]

'I don't like where this is going.'