79 Intermission. (1/2)

The final batch of teleports had just concluded. The lingering mist that happens when teleports occur filled the room. Although I'm not the one that teleports people specifically, I still need to activate the circles which take mana. As a result, I'm fairly tired. My shifts start at 3 in the morning and end at noon so I just need to give my daily report and then I'm off work for the rest of the day.

I rested my back against the stone wall and stretched out my wings. It's been too long since I took a nice flight. Maybe I'll go and do that after work?

After giving an exhausted sigh, I walked out of the room and back into the main guildhall. Before I was able to get behind the counter, a patron flagged me down.

”Hey Yimmie! Get me a beer! Also when are you off work?”

As always, the half-drunks would try to flirt with me. This has always been a problem, so I started just saying that I had a boyfriend. It's made everything far simpler than having to constantly deny their advances.

”I have a boyfriend.” I turned around and went behind the counter. I could hear the man's friends laugh at him as I left.

”Whew…” I closed my eyes and gathered myself for a moment. After some time I went to the back room to talk to the manager so I could be relieved for the day.

”I'm coming in!” I said as I pushed open the door.

The interior is fairly small. This room can't be bigger than 2 meters long by 3 meters wide. From what I heard, it used to be a broom closet, but since the manager likes confined spaces he turned this into his office. Other than the size, the only things here are the desk which is covered in documents and the chair that the manager is sitting in. He didn't seem to care that I stepped inside, so I gave him a minute to finish his work.

”Ah… Yimmie! I didn't realize you were here.” He looked up from his work and gave me a warm smile… Well, at least I think it's a smile.

The manager is a froglin. They're cold blooded humanoids that resemble tree frogs. They average around only a meter tall, but on occasion they can be as large as a meter and a half. Despite being a froglin, the manager was wearing the standard work uniform and thin half moon spectacles which made him look rather formal.

”Sir, I'm here to give my report and then go home for the day. May I do so?”

”Oh yes of course.” He returned his gaze to his papers as he motioned to me with his hand.

”Well as usual, the time between 3 to 5 in the morning was fairly quiet. I wiped down the tables in preparation for the people that would arrive for breakfast services. At around 6 in the morning people began to step inside and eat breakfast.”

”Did you initialize anyone today?” The manager placed his sheet down and pulled up a new sheet. His gaze never faltered.

”No I did not.”

”Speaking of, actually, who was that fellow that was last initialized? You mentioned his name but I forgot.”

”Oh, that would be Kenji-san.”

”Kenji, huh? Well… Is he good? How's his adventuring been going?”

”He's been gaining levels with his party at an alarming rate. I'm honestly worried about how fast he's improving.

”What do you mean by that?” The manager leaned forward and gazed straight at me.

”I-I mean… Last week he was a level 0! Not only that, but he left with Tael! Tael was just a level 1 half-elf, but they somehow managed to clear out an entire cave of goblins, kill a hobgoblin, and then return with 2 more people than they left with!”

”Hoh… That is substantial, but people get lucky every day. An event like that isn't exactly something to lose your mind over.”

”It's not just that! He just got back from that job over in Mulbik! Apparently there was a mulaplix there!”

”A mulaplix? Did they run or something?”

”No! Apparently they killed it!”

”Wait, you mean to tell me that some guy with 3 other people that just recently started adventuring managed to take down a mulaplix without any casualties? I'm sorry Yimmie, but I don't believe you.”