Fish Prison

"Here you go, this is your wage for the week."
After passing over a small pouch, the woman with her legs crossed behind the desk casually made a 'Check' in a notebook and then, without looking up, waved her hand to dismiss him and said:
"Remember to file your taxes... Next!"
"Wait a minute!"
After pouring out the coins from the pouch and looking at the eight large and one small, totaling nine filthy coins in his palm, Leon couldn't help but widen his eyes in shock, almost wanting to pounce on her and fight to the death right there and then.
"Damn it! I just repelled the evil god who was trying to erode the world this Tuesday! You bastard even wants to deduct the salary of the savior?"

I! Cleaner!

"I won't touch it! Even if it were really yours... I wouldn't be interested, okay? You're truly... unbelievable."


After being playfully pranked with half a test and half teasing, Leon couldn't help but glare at the Red-haired Director, feeling that the Black Goat's evaluation of her was indeed spot on.


When she had alcohol, she was a big drinker, and when she didn't, she was a mischievous troublemaker; either she made a fool of herself when drunk, providing entertainment for others, or when sober, she was filled with mischief, always looking to have fun with others; in short, she was never at peace.


By the way, her office had been so clean these past two days, why hadn't there been any empty bottles piled up?


Was he... looking for the empty bottles of alcohol he drank with me?


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