3 3 I thought about insurance items..txt (1/2)

Tanaka Jiro, twenty-eight years old, single, no girlfriend, occupation: Dungeon Tester (full-time employee)

Magic Aptitude 8 (General Class)

It was only yesterday that he had received training and was being beaten up by Suela-san, a dark elf wizard .

In the past few days since my rookie training began, I've blown the illusion that wizards can't do melee combat to the horizon, or even to the next dimension.

That's how I am.

Jiro-san, would you like to buy life insurance?

It's early in the morning?

I don't know why I'm getting a life insurance policy before I go to work.

I'm dressed in a suit with no jacket on and this is my room.

I brushed my teeth, washed my face, put on my suit, and was about to have breakfast when I answered the buzzer, and found Suela standing there with papers in her hand.

'No, I don't mean anything. Yeah ......

It's shallow, isn't it?

Her usual intelligent and confident demeanor has changed, she doesn't make eye contact with me, simply declaring that she has something guilty to say.

And then there are the titles of the documents, starting with life insurance, and then there are the ones related to serious illness, hospitalization costs, and various other insurance items.

I got the insurance card, but with a lineup that completely fills in the gaps, I can't help but wonder if they don't want to hide their suspicions.

”No, there's a reason why it's not shallow, but yeah, there's ...... but there will be .......

Suela, you don't have a steady tone, do you?　And why the three levels of utilization?

It's a very good idea to have a good boss, but there are some circumstances that make it impossible to tell.

It's not a good idea to be late or anything like that to take up any more time with a woman of the same age, or even an older woman, who may look younger than she is.

'Well, anyway, can I start with breakfast?　We're going to be late if we don't, and maybe after training this afternoon.

It's too late for that!

What?

I don't think it was my fault that I was so scared when she shouted at me all of a sudden.

Anyway, I'll have breakfast sent out now. Can you let me in the room?

No, you're right.

No excuses!　That's nice!　Yeah, I'm fine!　I don't care if there's some kind of man-specific merchandise or something!　I don't care if you have a mistress at this point!

I was going to say that it's not a good idea to be alone in my room with a woman who isn't very intimate with me, but for some reason, I was assured that it's okay in a situation that was quite a leap of faith, so what am I going to do?

Should I at least say that it's probably not okay to be a mistress?

Breakfast will be arriving soon, so let's go in!

Well, go ahead.

I couldn't execute the command to refuse with the momentum, or rather, with Suella in such a runaway state.

At least, what the man could have was still in cardboard boxes and unopened, and yesterday's beer was only on the table, which was not much of a mess.

Somehow, when I saw her leaving the owner of the room behind and unrolling the papers on the table, I couldn't help but feel that she was looking at me, who was forced to do unreasonable work at her previous workplace.

In this case, does it have to be done?

With a western breakfast of toast, sausage, salad and coffee that arrived within 4 minutes of ordering, I was briefed on the insurance policy in the hours before the start of new employee training.

I was made to check all the insurances, from the famous ones to the minor ones, even the one about the replacement teeth.

As expected, my first impression of his ability to do his job was not so great, and it was time to show off some skills I didn't want him to show.

So long!　Make sure you sign in before the morning recess!

'No, you went to ...... to explain why, or in this case, has the storm passed?　No, you're coming back.

I looked away from Suella's back as she walked away, not running, but running and with a firm, upright posture .

Turning around and looking into the room, she saw that there were still insurance documents left on the desk, neat and tidy and with sticky notes on the areas that needed to be signed.

”Can you sign it before the next break?

He looked at the stack of papers that were lightly piled up, then at the clock.

Ironically, there was still enough time left to figure out what to do, based on his experience at his last job.

The rest .

It's my motivation.

Today's lecture is going to be a last minute lecture, and I'm going to sign the insurance paperwork with determination .

Every one of them is in your head and, to the point of tears, it explains what you'll need in the future.

It's a high salary and it pays off.

And after the training over the past few days, you understand that you have to worry about your life and injuries.

...... Am I early?

I thought I might have ended up working for a more black company than my last one, but the benefits and hours are far better here.

It's a simple matter, it can be a pretty good place to work if you can manage the risk yourself.

For example, the pay is high and the insurance documents that I am writing now are much cheaper and more complete than at my previous job.

Above all, I'm having fun.

The unreality (fantasy) that came in the name of work.

Well, if it can't be done, it will be done, or so I thought.

The worst that can happen is that I retire and they wipe my memory.

I'll just sign it and be done with it.

I'll run a ballpoint pen and seal to finish before the last spurt and lecture.

'Did you get it signed?

During the mid-morning lecture break, Suela appeared as I was sitting and stretching to relieve my frozen body.

Stylishly dressed, she appeared promptly at the end of the chime, or rather the last 30 seconds of the lecture, and I can only say that she moved very efficiently.

With this?

I'll check it out.

I handed her the insurance papers in my bag, and Suela checked them out on the spot.

But her speed is extraordinary.

It's so fast that you want to ask if he's really reading.

That motion, reading the document as if to check the number of bills.

Is there a problem?

No problem, don't worry, I'll be there on time, yes.

No, what's all this for?

We don't have much time. We'll explain later.

Impatient is the only word I can think of to describe her attitude.

I don't know how to use a mere word, but if you imagine me living in the modern world to be in a hurry with an insurance policy.

Simply forgetting to do it and being in a hurry.

The insurance company cranked it out.

That's the only thing I can think of.

But the former or the latter is unlikely given her previous image.

”Yes, we have the paperwork. Huh?　What are you saying? Talk to Internal Affairs the whole way. At worst, you'll have to use charm, hupnos, or geas to push it through. Or you'll be off work for the week.

It looks like he's talking to himself with his hand on his ear right next to you, which is apparently a magic called telephonic communication.

It sounds more convenient than a cell phone, but it's only available within a company that has magic.

It's more like a fantasy version of an extension phone or in-house broadcast.

But the content is not just fantasy but something you might hear in modern society.

I'll be there in three minutes. Excuse me, Jiro-san, but may I borrow your insurance card?

Yeah, yeah, go ahead.

You can't help but be disinterested.

If I had to have a fantasy conversation with you about a black business, I'd be very reluctant to do so.

Honestly, I'm surprised that you were able to get your insurance card out of your wallet so smoothly.

Certainly, I'll get it back to you this afternoon, don't worry.

No, I can't say that your attitude doesn't make me feel safe, even if I wanted to.

You can't help but admire the smile of a priest or a popular sister with a smile of compassion.

Even though I might say something later on, even if something happened in relation to insurance this time, I can't say anything here and now.

Oh, yeah, good luck with that?

Thank you. Now, if you'll excuse me.

I bow nicely and watch them walk away.

It's been an extraordinary event since this morning, but I'll consider it settled for now.

At any rate, I'm being watched by everyone around me, so for now I can only memorize that smile on my mental memory media to escape from reality.

A beautiful woman gets what she deserves: ......

What am I supposed to do this afternoon?

But even when I'm escaping reality, my anxiety spills over.

'Oh no, I'm going to think some strange thoughts if I don't do anything.

So I reached for my bag to have a smoke.

I mean, I haven't smoked in a while.

It's my breathing system that naturally gets tighter when I'm moving around.

The first afternoon's training literally wore me out, but then I had no trouble quitting smoking.

That kind of addiction doesn't go away that easily.

Or so I thought.

Status charts are handy.

When you first check your status, you'll be aware of it even if you don't like it if it says ”Nicotine addiction” or ”Lung pollution (middle)” in the status column.

Furthermore, when you tap it, you can see the specific bad status, which makes me laugh.

Nicotine addiction

Calming down of thoughts

Decreased internal organ function

Corrections for reduced endurance

lung pollution

Decreased endurance

Decreased lung function

If I saw a specific negative number written in parentheses beside my status along with such an explanation, I would quit smoking even if I didn't want to.

'I've increased my appetite instead, though.

I'm eating a lot more than I used to.

To be honest, I haven't eaten breakfast in years.

I've been eating three meals a day for the past few days, although I'm more concerned with sleeping than eating in the morning.

I want to believe that because I'm exercising for that, I'm gaining muscle, not fat.

”You know, witchcraft is a fattening profession, isn't it?

I'm completely prejudiced, but just shooting magic behind me doesn't give me the impression that I'm working out.

It doesn't move, and using magic doesn't lead to the image of burning fat.

In addition, I think there are a lot of descriptions of eating food and nutritional supplements in order to replenish energy called magic.

That's a conclusion, but I don't think it's wrong.

It's just a joke.

But I thought some women within my sight heard my words and reacted with a jerk, but I didn't care, or rather I decided not to notice.

This idea is only a sideshow for me, as my first choice is to be a vanguard.

I have a feeling that even if you become a wizard, you will be in a position where you have to raise your magic power and hit with physics, so you won't be able to think about being obese after all.

While you were thinking in vain, the time for a break had passed and the lecture was about to begin.

In the end, the time passed by without a resolution to the chaos as you questioned Suera's behavior.

Sometimes you have to come out late and sometimes you have to come out early.

This time it was the latter, and the doubts I had in the morning were quickly resolved in the afternoon.

”Don't worry, Jiro. We have a good insurance system and a great recovery system.

Suela in the suit she wore this morning was beautiful and cute, but the Elf wizard, dressed in a high-class, effective outfit, was also cool and cute and hard to get rid of.

The skin tone of her chest, which is emphasized while wrapped in cloth to avoid exposure, is not visible, but it's exactly what I want to call a feast for the eyes.

Normally I would think so, but unfortunately I don't have the time to feel that way right now.

Instead, I'm the one who doesn't want to understand what Suela-san is trying so hard to tell me.

”Oh, my God, so this is the only vanguard you want?

”Kaka-kaka, you've got a very active soul.

Mainly the two guys next to Suela? By the presence of

In a word, the red-skinned demon yakuza and the dark-skinned skeleton gentleman.

At best, the yakuza is atmospheric. At worst, the yakuza has a powerful voice. The white suit covers his shattered muscles, and the sunglasses he wears hide his tough face that would stun even an adult, let alone a child.

He's completely over two meters tall with three horns on his head.

If I had to guess, I'd say this was bad.

Another one? The skeletal gentleman with the old gentleman's voice of the ”The Old Man” is dressed in a sensible black tuxedo with a slender, fleshless body, and an unfathomable skull smile peeks out from underneath his silk hat, as if he is about to flood you with something black.

He's taller than me and less than a yakuza.

I'd only have to say one word: bad.

Yes, all I have to say is ”yuck,” but it's all I can do.

But even through the kendo mask, do you have presence?　It's more like an aura-like thing that feels like it's zinging to crush me .

When Suela first appeared, I smiled for joy, but when I saw the two people standing right behind me, it's natural for me to stay upright and immobile.

I'm Kio, your mentor. I'll be in the dungeon, so give me a month of your time.

This is my assistant, Fusio. It's a pleasure to meet you.

This is Suela, who will continue to be in charge of Jiro-san. I'll take care of any injuries you sustained during training if you live, so good luck with that, okay?

I'm Tanaka Jiro.

Yeah, I know, Ms. Suella's here, so I can stand.

But could I please rehydrate first?

I can't stop sweating.

''You both know that, but you need to take it easy, okay?　You need to take it easy.

I know, I know.

”Kaka-kaka, I know what you're doing.

Yeah, I'm going to fight these people after this.

Then it makes sense what Suela did this morning.

I'm gonna need insurance, and I doubt I'll be alive after this afternoon's training.

Can I ask you a question?

Oh, I've got two wives!

I am alone.

What do you mean you're not married?

So you're single....that's good to know.

I mean, aside from the demon yakuza instructor Kio, the gentleman instructor Fusio was married.

What, I was just trying to relax you when you were really nervous?

”It's no use teaching him if he's this nervous.

Oh, is that right, you're not as sweet as you look? It's a fine line.

Somehow, I think I've stopped sweating.

That's right, if you don't move with all your might, you'll be dead in one fell swoop.

”Kaka-kaka, in terms of strength, it's like crushing a winged insect.

Yeah, this guy who wasn't nice to you at all? Stand.

”Oh?　They sense the danger and keep their distance. That's a good call. Don't you think?

It's a poor idea for a wizard like us, but I suppose it's not a bad idea for a wizard like us to escape.

And he knows exactly what he's doing.

Are they demon kings or something?

I can only see a future where I'm going to have to die if I get trained?

Hey, Suela, can I ask you a question?

Yes, I'll let you both be quiet for a moment, please.

Oh!

”Um.

......

Hey, don't be alarmed, you can't catch it.

”Kaka-kaka.

No, I don't trust you.

Especially since you, that skull-gentleman, Instructor Fusio, you say I have a lively soul?

I'm not going to relax my guard.

But you have to ask the question.

Like I said, is it true that I'm the only member of the vanguard?

Yes, but we've been interviewing and recruiting some people on our end.

How's it going?

It's true that ...... is not a good place to be.

I'm sure you do.

I hear a certain amount of gossip in the classroom with you.

They're all wizards, healers, or archers and other rearguard jobs.

Not a single mention of the vanguard, especially warriors and other wall players.

That led to the fact that we had an excess of space for four people in a training room as big as a gymnasium.

Forcing a man who was unwilling to start from the beginning won't help.

”But it's a fool's errand to stay on your own path and follow the word of another.

......

I'm sorry for the silence Suela, but to be honest I agree with what these two are saying .

It's the same with work, the only people who can do a job they don't like are the ones who have pride, or have guts, or are crazy.

Most won't last.

I don't know if that's a good fit for the project, but that's none of my business as a layman.

if I had to say then

You can go easy on him at ......, right?

Oh!

”whenever possible.

I'm more worried about the reality of having to train against an entity that is clearly superior in rank and certainly a few steps above Suela-san.

Mainly on whether or not we'll survive.

Plus, the insurance scandal from this morning has made me even more worried.