Though Young People Recoil From Entering the Black Magic Industry, I Found Its Treatment of Employee

"Yes, after this, do you have time? I'll show you the company."

Going to the office without knowing anything is really expensive.

"Well, please."

Me and Mr. Kelkel left the cafe. Mr. Kerkel gave me my drink as a matter of course.

On the way through the downtown area of Wangdu.

Because Mr. Kelkel was cute, or the man was flirting, and he was gazing at her.

I wonder if they think you're on a date. No way, you wouldn't think this kid was the president of the company and this one was a candidate for recruiting a new graduate.

At the end of downtown there were a number of signs bearing the corporate name of White Magic.

I'm sure some of my classmates and dorm buddies will work in this area as well.

"Oh, it's this whole building, isn't it?, there are many magical companies."

"That's right - it's not. The land is expensive for nothing around here. I'll walk some more. Oh, but just a little bit more."

- Then, for an hour and a half, they walked.

Wangdu is a city surrounded by walls.

Technically, outside the walls too, the city is expanding and spreading, but if you walk for an hour and a half, you'll be outside the walls at your leisure.

"It's so far away..."

"Wouldn't that be a good exercise? It's more convenient in the suburbs to work in swamps."

When fields such as the one where vegetables are made for the inhabitants of Wangdu began to stand out,

"This is our company"

Mr Kerkel said.

The stone fortress with the sign "Necro Grant Black Magic Company" was soaring.

He's standing on a small high hill, so he's going to have to climb a slope that's snug for about five minutes before he gets to the entrance.

"This is a company or a fort...?

It's not the size of a company with ten employees. At least two hundred people can cage.

"About a thousand years ago, when this country was still divided into a number of nations, they said it was a fort built to defend the current king's capital. The Necro Grant Black Magic Company bought it. You see, when something like a black magic hunt happens, you have to stand up and fight."

That's a noisy story......

Well, the black magic image is still as bad as it is today, so can't you help it?

Inside the fort, it felt like a very ordinary magic company, but it wasn't popular at all.

"It's quiet."

"I don't have a lot of clerical work, so most people pay for it. When you work outside, you don't have to go to work."

I see. Paperwork isn't the main thing on your desk, is it? It doesn't even look like black magic.

I was put through to the reception room. President Kerkel (who already changed his "Mr." rating because I'm an employee) said he had something to bring, and took his seat off once.

Something beastly skinned hung on the wall of the reception room, which was quite creepy. You have a sense of black magic there.

The bookshelf in the corner of the room was lined with books titled "Black Magic Not Really Scary" and "Black Magic Safe and Secure for Children".

You're trying to improve your image...

"Thank you for waiting"

President Kerkel with a long wooden cane came in there.

If you look closely at the cane, the bat is carved into the head area. Pretty handy.

"Yes, you're here because of me, and I want Mr. Franz to do something now. It's a summons of the devil."

"Demon of use!?

White magic is the first word that doesn't come out.

"That's right. In black magic, simple labor is often made to be done by demons. You call a junior demon from the demonic world, you make a contract. When it comes to black wizards who have no industry or demons to use, they don't trust you either, so first give them demons to use"

That's an implicit rule in every industry.

I've heard of companies on the island that require a licence to operate small boats, and I guess they're close to that.

"If we can summon the demon successfully, we can back up Mr. Franz's life before he gets a job. It's not a bad story."

I see, do you mean the demon of use serves his master?

"By the way, my demon..."

I wondered if there was smoke coming out of Mr. Kerkel's hand, and there came a feathered, furry dog.

"It's this girl. His name is Gergel."

Dog-eared kids are using dogs as demons...

"Konko Chi Wan. Good luck with the one today."

The dog demon talked.

"I'm going to get these kids out. By the way, you'll do both tea kumi and a copy of the magic book you borrowed. Was Gergel good at anything else?

"Kingdom Chess Championship, Three Years Ago Champion One"

"Width of activity, wide!

"The champion's winning prize was in the company's interest."

Does that belong to the company......

"Well, chess is an exception, but I'll summon this kind of user demon, and you'll have a contract"

"That doesn't take souls or anything...?

That's the biggest problem right now.

It's black magic, and when the word contract comes out, I'm ready.

"It's okay. Our company also pays wages to demons."

"Can you substitute for me on my salary!?

"Forty silver coins a month. One."

"Though the president's use demon, I was getting it there!

By the way, if you get a job as a magic school graduate in this king's capital, your first salary is about twenty silver coins a month.

This still just has the foil of a magic school graduation. Getting into a magical relationship position without a graduation qualification is almost impossible without a reason that my parents were taught by a wizard or something, and then it could be about thirteen silver coins.

"Well, if it's a usage demon that a rookie Mr. Franz can handle, is it something like ten silver coins a month? I'll negotiate with the demon."

With that said, Mr. Kerkel opened a page of the book and placed it on the table.

That's a black magic spell. Written in a special language.

I learn lightly in school classes, so I can't read this much.

"Enri banla hilundilke gig lamfi......"

"Oh! That's just great! I can't believe the pronunciation of this chant is readily apparent. Even magic school students are 10% or not!

"You didn't do so badly."

If it was just a blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. It was about below the top.

Teachers were wondering why I couldn't get a job.

'Cause it's communal power and all that matters in life...

I have the ability to seriously study the test range, but I don't have the ability to say anything that would impress the first person I meet in an interview.

I'd say that has nothing to do with a wizard.

If you have a lot of communal power, can you use magic! If you need a job, you can create more community-enhancing classes!

Shit, I'm getting a little atsy......

"If you can read it, you know what you're going to do. Spell that spell on the magic formation with your wand."

"Isn't it hard to get used to drawing magic formations?

"Then you can omit it. The carpet in this room is a magic formation."

When I looked at the floor again, it was really like a strange pattern with eyes in the circle.

"Yes, then, I present this wand"

They gave me a bat wand.

"Perhaps it will take a month or so to get the demon out, but do it in your free time. Don't worry, I'll hire you properly, even if you haven't been able to get it out yet after hiring. Because newbie education is also necessary for the company."

"Can I try it here once in a while?

"Yes, go ahead, go ahead"

Well, try it lightly here, and if there's anything strange, it would be most efficient for the president to tell you.

Grab a cane, make a chant as you move over the magic formation.

"Enri banla hilundilke gig lamfi......"

Then - all of a sudden, the magic formation began to glow.

"What, did you suddenly succeed!?

The president speaks up.

I don't know that, so I can only close my eyes with my hands that don't have a cane.

And after the light had subsided...

There was a devil's daughter floating in clothes that lightly accentuated her breasts.