Job

Astrid decided to get a job. With his amazing body type and handsome face, who wouldn't hire him, he just needed a good paying job.

Astrid contemplated deeply before finally thinking of a solution.

There was a street filled with businesses nearby, and it seemed that a number of stores were employing people to be cashiers or waiters, so Astrid felt like those job would be suitable for him.

His masculine body, high attractiveness, and the peaceful atmosphere around him… as long as he did his job, he would stay no matter what!

But could he really obtain a job?

Well, in his previous life, he had been an otaku with no knowledge of the outside world, so Astrid felt like he should make an attempt at learning what he would be hired for.

But at the first store, he was rejected instantly—where was his resume?

Even a job like this needs a resume… fine, he'll return home and prepare one.

Then, the second store wasn't hiring.

The third one wasn't either.

As for the fourth store…

The fourth store was just putting up a sign to hire a costumed employee!

And the store manager was a great beauty!

"Oh my god! Just when I put the sign up, someone already came!"

The woman was around thirty years old, slightly foxy, with permed brown curly hair and a majestic chest. She dressed like an office lady, with form-fitting formal clothes, a short skirt, black stockings, high heels; her entire body oozed with sex appeal.

Especially when she clasped her hands against her chest—the moment where her chest jutted out almost caused Astrid's lower half to have a reaction.

If this had been the original Astrid, he probably would have started sexually harassing her already.

[Current Attraction Level: Neutral]

Astrid forced himself to control his expression, without exposing even a hint of being a lowlife—after all, that would incur a destructive amount of disgust.

The woman took his resume and looked at it for a minute.

"You're still a high school student, so why are you applying for this full-time job here?"

After she said this, the options appeared—

[A: None of your business bitch!]

[B: Because of some personal reasons, I've temporarily dropped out of school, and need money now.]

[C: For the beautiful, sexy you.]

Obviously, the correct answer was B.

"Because of some personal reasons, I've temporarily dropped out of school… And currently, I could use the money. Please hire me, the salary at first… it can be lower than usual."

He chose the most honest and polite option, and he made a great effort to request the job with sincerity.

*Ding!* [Friendship level has increased!]

[Current Attraction Level: Friendly]

"Well… According to your resume, you have no work experience. This is indeed a problem; although this job appears easy, it still requires a certain degree of patience and skills." She rubbed her chin hesitantly.

"I'll give you half of the normal salary at first; if you don't do a good job, you'll be fired immediately. If you perform well, I'll give you the normal salary after one week. Will you accept these conditions?"

"I accept!" Astrid instantly agreed.

And so, he acquired a job.

Even though people couldn't see his beautiful face, it still did the job for him. He was almost broke, so this was the only choice he had.

The beautiful store manager's name was Chizuru Anami.

It was a confectionery shop—one that sold various desserts, cakes, and drinks. Their store costume was the lucky mascot of a popular anime, and they'd apparently acquired licensing rights to advertise with it, so the full-body costume was created with great care, which meant that it was quite popular with many children and even some teenagers passing by.

His job's hours were from 9:00 am to 12:00 noon, and 2:00 pm to 5:00 pm.

After one day on the job, Astrid discovered that this job was much more difficult than he expected.

First, it was a huge drain on his strength mostly because the costume was stiflingly hot; even with the store manager being considerate for him and putting some bags of ice inside, after a while, he'd get soaked in sweat.

Besides that, there were more mischievous kids than he was prepared for, and they often kicked or hit the costume; even though it didn't hurt, if he wasn't careful he'd trip, and that was a huge problem.

Making money wasn't easy anywhere…

Although it was quite tiring, he had to persevere, so he treated it as his daily routine of exercise.

[1000/1000 kg lifted]

The next day, before Astrid went to his job, he sought out Ichika to pay his rent.

Ichika Amber was surprised at how fast this guy paid his rent. In addition to this, her sharp senses told her that the he and worked out even harder, seeing his sweat on his masculine body made her blush cherry red.

Was he really the same otaku? She held a trace of confusion as she watched him leave, but she forgot about it quickly.

Astrid arrived punctually to his job every day, and he stopped eating snacks and fast food, instead buying his own ingredients to cook.

Even though he was a junky in his past life, even though he wasn't a skilled cook, it was no problem to feed himself, and it also saved him money.

Waking up and sleeping early, working hard, and eating healthily.

Just by living a normal life like this, his stats were gradually increasing!

One week later.

"Thanks for your hard work, Tamron-kun."

In the afternoon, after he finished his job and changed back into his regular clothes, the manager Chizuru handed him a cup of iced coffee.

This was the first time!

"Thank you as well… you've also been working hard." Astrid took the coffee and had a taste—it was pretty good.

"This is your salary for the past three days." With a smile, the beautiful store manager handed him an envelope.

Seiji opened it and took a look.

"It seems a bit much."

"Just count it as reward money; you were better than I thought you'd be."

"Thank you…" Astrid gratefully took the money.

"Tarmon-kun, I didn't feel like it was appropriate to ask before, but actually I'm rather curious; why was it that you dropped out of school?"

"Well…" Astrid smiled wryly, "it's because… well… I was quite terrible in school before."

"I think Tarmon-kun is a nice boy, a hard worker, and very polite." Chizuru blinked in confusion.

"That's because I've reflected deeply on my actions and decided to start a new life. But my actions in the past cannot be erased."

"Haha, you're just a student, but you seem to have quite the story."

"It doesn't matter if you're a student; life is about living." Astrid replied lightly.

This wasn't a conversation option—it was his personal realization.

"It has nothing to do with male or female, young or old, life treats every person the same way; you may not receive anything for your efforts, but if you don't do anything and give up on everything, then life will give up on you."

This comment moved Chizuru, and the words he said so lightly seemed to have deep philosophy behind it, especially coming from a youth.

*Ding!* [Your favorability rating has increased.]

[Current Attraction Level: Dependable Friend]

[Congratulations! You've unlocked the Achievement: Dependable Duty (uncommon) - Get a girl to think that you a a dependable person]

[Reward: 100 Shop points]

Astrid took glanced at the system while sipping his coffee, but he almost ended up spitting it out!

With just one sentence he had actually gained favorability points with the beautiful store manager!?

He worked his hardest for an entire week, and he only obtained favorability points from that!

He was speechless—it was truly difficult to comprehend what women were moved by.

Because of these points he suddenly received, the store manager now viewed him as a "dependable friend" in the system, meaning that Chizuru Anami was no longer treating him as a mere employee.

Although Astrid felt it was pretty nice, it was of little significance—after all, he didn't intend to go out with this store manager.

After finishing his coffee, he took his leave.

Astrid then bought some ingredients from the supermarket, before heading home.

The sky was darkening, and the air was slightly stifling, indicating that it was about to rain, so he increased his pace.

When he was almost at his apartment, he could make out some strange growls.