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

"Well, it's cool again next time, so please submit your paperwork. Even so, I'm not married yet, so that means afterwards."

"Yes, I will make it without any deficiencies."

I put the papers the president gave me in my bag.

This is the end of some kind of "work". I can go home now, but shall we have a little chat? I want to say a lot of thanks to the president.

But then the president felt a little above the sky.

It's not like I haven't listened to you, and you're hitting me with a gavel, but I don't think I have a slightly superior expression.

Could it also be an errand?

If it's the president's personality, you might not even be able to tell him to go home because of another promise.

It's just not good if you're not feeling well.

"Um, President, could you possibly have a cold? Occasionally my face is cloudy..."

The president lives alone, and now, you better check it out.

"No, I'm fine."

The president shakes his head sideways. I moved sideways to my tail.

But that smile looks a little cut. I can't even say it's nothing at all.

"Mr. President, let me check again. There's something there, isn't there? I can't go home safely."

I say front-loaded from the couch.

"If it had nothing to do with your health, could you say so? Anyway, as much as the president has something on his mind, I get it. I've been working for this company for a short time."

The president has a strong sense of responsibility, and because of his position as president, he will often not be able to be sweet.

"No, you're in really good shape,"

The president's eyes lit up when he answered that.

Tears are gathering.

"It's just - I saw Franz's face when he reported his marriage... and I could actually feel that he had made an employee a happier company... I was happy..."

With a whimper, the president spoke to me.

Would there be a president in this world like a saint who cries for such a reason?

You're here, right in front of me.

I didn't know if I could stay still, let out a handkerchief, and approached the president.

When I gave him the handkerchief, the president made a small nod and wiped his eyes.

Still, the tears still flooded me.

"Why is the president so impressed? You're more impressed than I am."

The words are not even a joke. I wasn't this messed up. Well, maybe it means you can get emotional because it's about someone else.

"You surprised me...... But half of it's embarrassing, it's about me. I thought I'd come this far, too. I felt a load on my shoulder."

The president looked up as he gave a self-derisive grin.

"Why are you so low on self-esteem? President Kerkel is absolutely the great proprietor of Wang Duichi. I assure you!

If I hadn't joined the Necro Grant Black Magic Company, my life would have been darker than it is now.

"No way. That's not true."

"That's true"

"None."

"Yes."

Weird talk, face to face, me and the president erupted together.

"Mr. Franz, I've lived five centuries. So, that's a lot of mistakes, too. It's not insightful, it's not like we can see beyond the times."

Then, the president told me a few stories of failures in years of social experience (something that is probably okay to talk about in the) and made me listen.

That was a story where one girl (the president looks like a girl, so that fits) stood up after following her over and over, stood up after her, sometimes fooled by weird companies and groups, cried so hard that she didn't know how many times, and still finally became president of Necro Grant Black Magic.

Sometimes...

"That sounds like a mistake even for me..."

"It would. I'm not that smart."

The president who said so seemed very happy.

The president did this company and I thought the employees and myself were happy.

I'll do my best to keep this guy happy, too.

"Um, president, or one more thing, do me a favor, okay?

"Yes."

The president spread his hands like wings.

"I'll ask you anything special today."

Ah... it was a clerical favor, but it was hard to say.

"Uh... then can you give me a hug..."

Me and the president got up and wrapped up in a little president.

"Mr. Franz, you've grown"

Oh, the president smells good......

And the emotional atmosphere is ruined.

Weird things have grown.

"Um, Mr. Franz... the..."

The president who is hugging me also noticed me.

"Excuse me...... Something you can't stop at your will..."

The president laughed at me when I dull.

"Practice the Black Magic Inheritance Ceremony, will you work overtime?

I don't think there's ever going to be anything I can do to report my marriage to the president and do with that president... well, I can't even say this is a job... and it's a black magic industry...

"... please"

I came home later that day than planned.