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.

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.