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At that time, I had just lost my job, was so broke I could barely afford food, and the few crumpled bills left in my wallet seemed to be fighting each other. Just then, I spotted a job ad for a hotel doorman with the enticing words: “High pay, easy work, free meals, and lodging!” I felt a surge of excitement—being a doorman? Just standing by the door and greeting people? That’s easy!

But on my first day, I realized this place was a total nightmare. Each guest was scarier than the last! Some wore all black with daggers on their belts, others walked in with sunglasses and hats pulled low, and one guy even carried a black bag, from which a few shell casings casually fell out.

And wait, what’s up with the blood-soaked guy in a hockey mask…

I’m a Doorman at an Assassin’s Hotel

After visiting the electronics store and the food court, Soren still seemed far from satisfied with his curiosity about the modern world. I was about to head home with the ring when a nearby arcade caught my eye.

"What's that?" Soren's voice rang in my mind, excitement tinging his tone.

Following his gaze, I saw neon lights flashing brightly in the arcade. Children were screaming and laughing around a giant racing simulator, while some adults engaged in intense battles at the fighting game machines.

"It's the arcade," I replied casually. "People come here to play games and relax."

"Games?" Soren's voice was filled with confusion. "Are these flashing devices some kind of combat training?"

I couldn't help but laugh. "If you want to think of it that way, sure."

"Let me see," his tone grew more eager. "What makes these 'games' so special?"

Chapter 59: A Strange Adventure