“Hmm, I guess I have to jump into something with high hourly wages.”
The problem is that to get back, you have to go to a place called 'the end of the world', and realistically, to get there, you need money.
Thanks to that, I'm working tirelessly to earn money.
The general store I worked at was truly ordinary. The people who came were ordinary, and there was absolutely no danger. Without the boss's interference, my mental health was in good shape.
The downside, however, is that the salary is extremely average.
If I save up money like this, when will I be able to travel and return to my original world, um...
I thought about going to the main characters' houses and finding their weaknesses to try and make a deal, but I gave up on that idea in a second.
Because there are no normal kids.
“If I show off and say I know your weakness, I’ll get my head cut off.”
I was curious about the perfect look I'd described, but I was a person who cared deeply about life. They were all just plain crazy.
I started cleaning the store to close a little early since no one was coming until the sun was setting.
Ding.
Someone entered the store with their backs to the red sunset.
Who the hell is it at this hour?
I wanted to kick him out, but there was still a little time left until closing time, so I smiled.
“Welcome to Mai’s General Store. Do you need any items?”
A tall man wearing a hood came closer to me.
“Miss Retri?”
“Yes, that’s me.”
Even with the hood on, the man's lower body was visible, suggesting that he was a young, handsome man.
In this world, there was an invisible formula that said a handsome man was a dangerous one, so a chill ran down my spine.
The man, who had been slowly looking around the store, approached me and tilted his head to ask.
“Are you getting about 10 silver a month now?”
“Yes, that’s right.”
Although I was embarrassed by the sudden census, my salary was average for this neighborhood, so I had nothing to hide.
“Hmm, I’d like to hire you.”
The soft voice was full of charm, which was extraordinary.
“If I pay you one gold a month, will you hire me?”
The problem is that to get back, you have to go to a place called 'the end of the world', and realistically, to get there, you need money.
Thanks to that, I'm working tirelessly to earn money.
The general store I worked at was truly ordinary. The people who came were ordinary, and there was absolutely no danger. Without the boss's interference, my mental health was in good shape.
The downside, however, is that the salary is extremely average.
If I save up money like this, when will I be able to travel and return to my original world, um...
I thought about going to the main characters' houses and finding their weaknesses to try and make a deal, but I gave up on that idea in a second.
Because there are no normal kids.
“If I show off and say I know your weakness, I’ll get my head cut off.”
I was curious about the perfect look I'd described, but I was a person who cared deeply about life. They were all just plain crazy.
I started cleaning the store to close a little early since no one was coming until the sun was setting.
Ding.
Someone entered the store with their backs to the red sunset.
Who the hell is it at this hour?
I wanted to kick him out, but there was still a little time left until closing time, so I smiled.
“Welcome to Mai’s General Store. Do you need any items?”
A tall man wearing a hood came closer to me.
“Miss Retri?”
“Yes, that’s me.”
Even with the hood on, the man's lower body was visible, suggesting that he was a young, handsome man.
In this world, there was an invisible formula that said a handsome man was a dangerous one, so a chill ran down my spine.
The man, who had been slowly looking around the store, approached me and tilted his head to ask.
“Are you getting about 10 silver a month now?”
“Yes, that’s right.”
Although I was embarrassed by the sudden census, my salary was average for this neighborhood, so I had nothing to hide.
“Hmm, I’d like to hire you.”
The soft voice was full of charm, which was extraordinary.
“If I pay you one gold a month, will you hire me?”
1 gold equals 100 silver. That's almost 10 months' salary in one month.
"No."
I immediately refused.
“Then what about 100 gold?”
The man, unfazed, raised the price.
“I decline.”
I'm sure I'm a talented worker, but this is just too much of a scam.
Offering a huge sum of money out of the blue? No matter how you look at it, it's suspicious.
It would be much more profitable to use that money to open a few stores.
“Then, what about ten thousand gold?”
If you say ten thousand gold, there is a limit to the number of people in this country who can pay at one time.
I doubt you can give me that money, and even if you could, you can't! I have to avoid it!
There's an unspoken rule here that the better-looking or richer you are, the more you should avoid them.
It's a rule that only I know.
My heart was pounding, but I was a pro. I didn't show it.
I smiled brightly at the man who was running at the peak of his power.
“I will refuse.”
"Is it so?"
The man smiled faintly and clapped his hands. I didn't react, but he didn't seem embarrassed.
“By the way, it’s almost business hours. Would you like to come back later?”
The man smiled faintly.
Even though only the lower body is visible because of the hood, he feels excessively handsome.
And this raised the ominous level, and as if to prove it, the door opened with a clang.
“Miss Retri, I’m home!”
Our boss, who never returns from a local self-employed business owner meeting, showed up.
Behind the boss stood a man with a neat mustache. Judging by the way he greeted the hooded man politely, he must have been his secretary or subordinate.
“This store sells to our master, as I said.”
“The conditions are as we discussed when you came, correct?”
“Yes, please sign here.”
As if it had already been said, the mustachioed man took out a document from his bosom, and the boss immediately signed it.
Buying and selling a store is up to the owner, so I watched him sign and then took out my resignation letter from my pocket.
“Sir, here is my resignation letter.”
The boss looked troubled.
“Well, Miss Retri. That might be difficult.”
"Yes?"
“This person wanted you to be an employee as well.”
A question mark appeared in my head at the boss's words.
“What does that mean?”
"Well, Miss Retri. When I sold the store, they wanted to take over the employees as well, so we signed a contract with that clause."
This author! He sold me out?
“Instead, I will give him severance pay separately from the fact that he hired Miss Retri.”
"Yes."
“100 gold.”
The words "yes" sank in. Instead, my mind raced. In short, was this some kind of hazard pay?
"Are you selling me off for such a cheap price?" I ask. 100 gold is enough to open several stores like this.
Or, it is a figure that can be taken over in one place with a good neck and a wide area.
But if I had known this would happen, I would have worked when that guy offered me ten thousand gold!
“What the heck! I didn’t want that!”
Why did you work at this store?
The boss was kind to someone like me, who had neither home nor parents, and it was safe because he was just an ordinary, everyday person.
"Miss Retri signed a six-month contract. She's only been working for three months, correct?"
“...Yes, that’s correct.”
The man knew me so well that I thought he had been investigating me from the beginning.
Apparently, when he came into the store, the person who looked like a secretary didn't say anything to the hooded man.
Was that man clapping earlier some kind of signal?
"Unless the employer is at fault, the employee must complete this period. Alternatively, the contract can be terminated by mutual agreement."
An ominous feeling creeps up my spine. When I wrote this novel, I never set any rules.
“Selling the store is not your fault, Miss Retri.”
“...”
“The former president did not agree to Miss Retri’s resignation.”
All I could do was remain silent.
“The former owner transferred all rights related to the store to me by selling it.”
The man's tone was quite relaxed. It was as if he was saying, "You've already fallen into my net."
“Employee Miss Retri also belongs to me.”
The man explained everything one by one in a gentle voice.
"This is imperial law. If you use this as an excuse to quit, Miss Retri."
Was it my imagination that the man's voice hushed for a moment when he called my name?
“Rather, it is Miss Retri who has broken the law.”
Ugh.
“In this case, law enforcement will be after Miss Retri until you die.”
"Yes."
Why would you bother chasing after a nobody like me? You must be doing it because he told you to. That man who bought this shop was clearly a big shot.
"No."
“First, your limbs will be tied up.”
Wait for a sec.
"Next, torture will be carried out. Water torture and fire torture are representative examples."
Wait for a sec!
"Sometimes, both are done. They don't kill you right away. Would you like me to explain more?"
This was a clear threat: to admit that the store owner had changed.
I answered, trying desperately not to show my pounding heart.
“Hello, new boss.”
And when I looked at my former boss with a resentful look, he chuckled and left. The man who appeared to be his secretary followed him.
There are only two people left in the store.
After a while, I thought I heard a scream of “Ah!” But I must have been mistaken.
I smiled, hiding the sweat from my clenched fist.
“Now that business is over for today, can I take a break?”
Should I really run away with all this money? A red alert is going off in my head.
“Yes. But how about my house for Miss Retri to rest?”
“Yes.”
The man slowly took off his hood as if he didn't even listen to what I said.
The moment I saw the man, I had to hold back the urge to scream.
The man with vivid red hair, slightly lighter crimson eyes, and a gentle smile was one of the male protagonists of the novel I wrote, The Monstrous Prime Minister.
Why are you here!
“Why are you rejecting us so coldly?”
“Do you know me?”
The monstrous minister slowly approached me. I wanted to back away, but his persistent gaze seemed to freeze me, and I couldn't move.
“Why are you pretending not to know me?”
The man hugged my waist and whispered to me with his lips on the nape of my neck.
“I'm Shish, you know.”
A chill ran down my spine as the expected truth was confirmed.
Shish Milan, one of the male protagonists who swims in the female protagonist's fishing grounds.
The family was implicated in treason and fell into ruin, causing the mother to run away and the father to go mad and betray this man.
As a result, the man, who became a broken person, schemes to get adopted into another family, and then changes his status by taking over that family and then being adopted into a better family.
And with his outstanding intelligence, he rose to the position of prime minister at a young age.
The problem is that he is a heartless person who would cut off someone's head for his own purposes.
Especially in this novel, the man with the best brain is the worst!
Oh my goodness, why did the monstrous minister show up instead of just letting me meet the Knight Commander?
Beep beep!
The red alert started to sound.
“I think you have the wrong person.”
“I’ve come to the right place.”
A chill ran down my spine as hot breath pierced my ears. An unfamiliar scent clogged my nose.
“I was looking for you.”
"Sir. No, sir. This is clearly rude to me—"
“The one who created me.”
The hand that was trying to push the man's chest stopped on its own.
“The person who created this story.”
I couldn't breathe.
"Author."
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