[Mission Failure Penalty: Randomly transform into a type of canine animal]
"..."
"Cough cough, since this customer isn't buying anything, please leave quickly. Don't disturb our business." Yoshihiro Shimoda saw Ho Fei-yu spacing out, seemingly ignoring his words. His greasy face showed displeasure, and he spoke impatiently.
Thinking that he hadn't done anything with the two JK girls yet, how could he allow a third wheel to get involved?
Before hearing Ho Fei-yu's reply, he opened his bean-sized eyes wide and scrutinized Ho Fei-yu. He saw him wearing a black short-sleeved shirt on top, with only his forearms exposed. Below, he wore black summer casual pants paired with black sports shoes. Combined with his casually styled, fringe-length black hair, he looked relaxed and messy, but his emerging handsome appearance made him look overall dashing and cool, with a hint of mysterious aura.
The more Yoshihiro Shimoda looked, the more disgusted he felt. He knew without a doubt that this boy was a damn normie who probably had dozens of girlfriends. If he succeeded in applying, how could he possibly hook up with these two JK girls?
He was determined not to let him get the job.
I am the manager. If I lose on my home turf, I might as well chop off my own junk.
Thinking this, the corner of his mouth curled up. His greasy face looked at Ho Fei-yu with what he believed was a victorious smile.
"..." Ho Fei-yu shivered under his gaze, not out of fear, but out of disgust. What would you do if an "F-key tank" was staring at you with a wicked smile?
Of course, if this were his past life, the silly netizens of Earth who loved watching drama would say, Brave Bull is not afraid of difficulties, and click the F-key without hesitation. But when it actually appears in front of you, you'd probably just run away.
"How about we eat a cup of instant noodles and discuss it?" Ho Fei-yu chuckled, ready to talk his way around it. Of course, he could directly use the temporary skill [Hypnosis] provided by the System, but relying on these things all the time felt like it would turn him into a good-for-nothing!
"I make tens of thousands of yen a second. Would I eat instant noodles with you?" Yoshihiro Shimoda said disdainfully.
What if he's handsome? Can he eat his looks?
To get by in this world, you need connections.
"Heh heh." Ho Fei-yu felt hard seeing his arrogant appearance!
His fist was hard.
Tens of thousands of yen a second, is it?
Ho Fei-yu took out his phone. Amidst the mechanical voice saying, "Thank you for your patronage," he walked outside and looked up at the advertisement sign.
Seika Convenience Store, a branch of Clover Convenience Store. However, all the words except "Clover Convenience Store" were tiny.
Hmph!
The three-year contract is over. The Dragon King returns, no longer tolerating.
Thirty years of prosperity, thirty years of poverty. Never mock a youth in his poverty.
Yoshihiro Shimoda subconsciously tensed up when he saw Ho Fei-yu take out his phone, but considering the boy's age—only fifteen or sixteen—how could he know anyone important? He most likely wanted to use this method to threaten him, to scare him into agreeing to the application.
'Heh heh, cheap trick. I, Yoshihiro Shimoda, am one clever guy. I won't be fooled by such petty tricks.'
'I'd like to see what scheme you have up your sleeve.' Yoshihiro Shimoda sneered internally.
Although this fused world had countries corresponding to his past life, it didn't experience the wars of Ho Fei-yu's past life. The technology was also all over the place. Especially the novels in the Nihon region, which mainly focused on romance. Ho Fei-yu hadn't seen any power fantasy novels.
Yoshihiro Shimoda was suffering from his lack of exposure.
Yui Nakaizumi, on the other hand, was like a spectator, blinking her eyes curiously at the scene, only missing a chair to sit on.
Shiori Fuyutsuki just glanced over a few times and then zoned out like an old monk in meditation, acting as if whatever happened next had nothing to do with her.
Meanwhile, Ho Fei-yu called Reika Kurashiki's phone. After a few seconds, it connected, and a familiar voice came through.
"What is it?"
"President Reika, oh, I mean Wife Reika, do you have a Seika Convenience Store under your name?" Ho Fei-yu quickly corrected himself after calling her "President Reika," as a discontented snort came from the phone.
"Yes, and?"
"I want to become an employee at the Clover Convenience Store branch under Seika Convenience Store."
"Location."
"XXX Street, XX Store."
"Someone will come to you shortly."
"Thank you, Wife Reika."
"Hmph." Ho Fei-yu smiled, put his phone back in his pocket, crossed his arms over his chest, and stood at the convenience store entrance.
"Tch, let's see how long you can keep up the act." Yoshihiro Shimoda saw Ho Fei-yu take his phone away after only ten seconds and sneered. Although he couldn't hear what was said, he figured the boy was just pretending.
"Shiori-chan, can you get me a stool?" Yoshihiro Shimoda decided to see what kind of trick this clown would pull. He was going to sit down and enjoy the show. The sun was so hot outside. If he went back to his "secret base," he wouldn't be able to mock him immediately. So, he asked Shiori Fuyutsuki to bring him a stool. But after a few minutes, there was no response. He turned his head to look at the golden-haired girl.
Shiori Fuyutsuki was pretending not to hear, turning her head to look in Ho Fei-yu's direction.
Since she and Yui-chan started working yesterday afternoon until now, Yoshihiro Shimoda had peeked at them at least dozens of times, his eyes filled with disgusting, lewd desire. It almost made her sick. She wanted to quit and told her best friend Yui Nakaizumi, but Yui-chan didn't quite believe it because Yoshihiro Shimoda was her uncle.
Shiori Fuyutsuki had no choice. She couldn't leave her best friend here alone. If this pervert succeeded, she would probably regret it for life. She could only ignore Yoshihiro Shimoda, guessing he wouldn't dare to do anything too extreme.
At this moment, Yoshihiro Shimoda was furious at Shiori Fuyutsuki's affected demeanor.
That damned JK brat. If I hadn't agreed to let you work here, who knows where you'd be looking for a job now!
I ask you to get a stool, and you pretend not to hear, completely disrespecting me, your boss and elder.
Just wait until I find an opportunity. I will definitely turn you into a rag doll.
Let's see if you can still be so stubborn then!
Hahaha Yoshihiro Shimoda was initially viciously cursing internally, but seeing Shiori Fuyutsuki's plump chest and her needs-to-be-taught-a-lesson appearance, an uncontrollable wave of lust surged within him.
"Yui-chan, bring me a stool."
"Oh, okay, Manager, please sit down." Yoshihiro Shimoda took a deep breath, calming his restless heart, and spoke to Yui Nakaizumi.
This time, the girl didn't defy or ignore his request and completed it obediently, which gave Yoshihiro Shimoda a sense of satisfaction.
Heh heh, I never thought my sister's daughter would be so pretty.
She's a perfectly qualified JK beauty.
If I could pin her down... how wonderful that would be.
We're family anyway. Better me than some outsider...
Heh heh. Yoshihiro Shimoda revealed a lecherous smile. He sized up his niece's barely-developed body, thinking to himself, and his body was already reacting.
If he hadn't wanted to see Ho Fei-yu make a fool of himself, he would have already gone back to his secret base for a quick session.
Yoshihiro Shimoda nervously tapped his foot, picked at his foot, smelled it, flicked the dirt away casually, and waited impatiently for ten minutes.
Just then, a luxury car stopped in front of the convenience store. Yoshihiro Shimoda strained his eyes and found the black Toyota sedan looked familiar. He felt like he had seen it somewhere, but he couldn't recall where.
After a few seconds, Yoshihiro Shimoda suddenly stood up, hurriedly put on his slippers, even putting them on the wrong feet in his haste. But there was no time to change. He quickly walked into the convenience store, heading toward the person who got out of the car, his face covered in a flattering smile—the complete opposite of his previous arrogance.
"Hello! General Manager Takahiro." Yoshihiro Shimoda recognized this person as the president who managed Seika Convenience Store and all its branches. He himself only became the manager of this Clover Convenience Store through his sister's introduction, so he naturally had to treat the president with utmost respect. He quickly extended his fat hand, trying to shake his hand.
But an awkward moment occurred.
President Takahiro completely ignored him and walked straight past him. If he wasn't mistaken, he even saw President Takahiro's face carrying the same flattering smile he was wearing.
"Excuse me, are you Lord Ho Fei-yu?"
"Yes, I am. And you are?"
"Haha, I'm Taro Takahiro, the President who manages the Seika Convenience Store headquarters. You can just call me Taro-kun."
"Oh, hello, Taro-kun."
"Haha, then I'll take the liberty of calling you Fei-yu-kun." Ho Fei-yu saw how enthusiastic the person in front of him was and guessed he was the person sent by his "Big Wife."
"I want to become an employee at the Clover Convenience Store. Is that possible?" Ho Fei-yu stated his purpose directly.
"Employee? Manager!"
"Fei-yu-kun is now the Manager of the Clover Convenience Store."
"But I..." Taro Takahiro was startled to hear Ho Fei-yu wanted to be an employee, and he quickly promoted him to manager. At the same time, he shot a fierce glare at Yoshihiro Shimoda, who was trying to interrupt.
He remembered that only a few minutes ago, he was in a meeting with other presidents of Seika-related industries at the Seika Group Building. The meeting was personally chaired by President Reika Kurashiki, showing how important it was.
But during such a serious meeting, President Reika Kurashiki's phone rang. In the past, at such a solemn meeting, anyone whose phone rang would be severely criticized or even dismissed, except for the President, of course, because she was the boss.
But President Reika Kurashiki always respected them, and this kind of situation had never happened before. This was the first time, suggesting it was an extremely important matter, possibly concerning the company's survival. The few presidents in the meeting exchanged solemn glances.
President Reika Kurashiki took her phone and went outside to answer the call. The few of them were restless. Finally, after a few dozen seconds, President Reika Kurashiki walked back in, smiling. It seemed the matter concerning the company's survival had been perfectly resolved. He was also inexplicably relieved.
But unexpectedly, President Reika Kurashiki immediately called his name. The breath he had just let out caught in his throat again. His mind quickly went over whether he had done anything wrong recently. With a nervous and uneasy heart, he walked up to President Reika Kurashiki.
To his surprise, President Reika Kurashiki gave him a mission. She showed him a photo of a handsome boy of about fourteen or fifteen. Just as he was guessing the boy's identity, President Reika Kurashiki instructed him to go to XXX Street, XX Store, and fulfill any request made by this boy. If he later received any unsatisfactory report from the boy, he would no longer be fit for his position and would have to start over as an employee.
He had no complaints, because President Reika Kurashiki was exactly that kind of person—domineering, cold, and like a rose with thorns.
Hearing this, he immediately drove over without delay.