Chapter 392: Who wouldn’t like Kazumi Shimizu?
“Sigh…”
In the unfamiliar yet tidy cubicle, the short-haired, petite girl clicked the final confirmation key. Looking at the computer screen showing the sent status, she turned to glance at the familiar atmosphere of quiet busyness around her. She leaned back lazily in her chair and let out a long sigh.
This damn sense of déjà vu was too strong. Kazumi felt like she had completely fallen back into the routine of being a corporate drone in her past life.
However, it wouldn’t be wrong to say that the work the girl was doing now was no different from that of an ordinary company clerk.
She was identifying the basic information of ordinary residents in the database, then categorizing them according to the agency’s standards. Any missing information was to be reported and summarized. Once filtered, it would be entered into the agency’s system library for use during hero missions.
Wasn’t this clearly exploiting the labor of interns!
Picking up her water cup and taking a sip, Kazumi, with her extensive experience of being exploited, knew the ways of these so-called companies. Low wages couldn’t attract skilled workers, but they could exploit “dumb students” who would scram to get in and be grateful to you.
Coupled with the brand effect similar to large corporations, it meant that people would be vying to do this boring, unrewarding work just for the sake of “work experience.”
Kazumi truly hadn’t expected that even after changing worlds to one with psychics, she would still be doing the work of being exploited by capitalists. Her imagination of understanding how heroes worked and accumulating relevant contacts had failed to materialize at all. The only thing that might be beneficial to her was perhaps getting a little closer to that great sucker, Noyoru Yokota.
In that case, she might as well have stayed home and called her dog!
Playing with her ID badge, which had her photo on it, the girl felt a bit of a headache. If she had known it would be like this, she might as well have found a more ordinary agency for her holiday internship. Although it wasn’t as renowned as the “Muscle Agency” she was currently at, a small workshop like that would have definitely allowed her to understand the work process of an agency and given her a chance to interact with professional heroes, or even the agency’s lead hero.
In her current situation, her highest superior was probably the team leader. As for heroes? She wouldn’t even dream of it.
“Let’s just consider it as finding something to do. There’s nothing important for me to do during this time.”
Patting her slightly heaving chest to comfort herself, the girl knew that this was due to her own lack of foresight and she couldn’t blame others.
However, as Kazumi herself said, there really wasn’t anything for her to do during this free holiday period.
The ability of [Black Coffin] had just recovered. Even with certain resources, rebuilding the territory was a major undertaking. It would probably take more than ten days before she could reach the standard for causing trouble outside.
The construction of the spectacle [Ghost Gate] was also a big problem. Even though she had used a few tricks to have her uncle, Akihiko Fukada, help her with most of the materials, it would definitely take time. Coupled with her uncle’s busy schedule, it was unlikely that he would even manage to get this thing done by the time the territory was rebuilt.
Shinichi Sato, that silly deer, also had things to do. This meant that she couldn’t even find someone to talk to. Although, if she asked, he would definitely give up his internship to accompany her.
But holiday internships were quite important for ambitious students. Even though this guy came from a good family, such opportunities for rich resumes were very precious. Moreover, she had already deceived his feelings, and she was unwilling to do something so wicked as to ruin someone else’s development.
As for the option of “playing” herself? It wasn’t even within Kazumi’s scope of consideration.
First of all, regardless of what she would play, both for corporate drone Kazumi Shimizu and half-undead Kazumi Shimizu, playing was truly the most inefficient and meaningless way to relax. Coupled with her lack of friends, this directly excluded the activities most suitable for her age.
[So my life is just work and love? Bah! That should also be considered part of work!]
Her boring thoughts ended simultaneously with the transfer of the computer files. The girl’s short break also had to end. Just as Kazumi stretched a little and was about to click on the next file to continue her day’s work, a call came from the corridor nearby.
“Kazumi Shimizu, come here if you have some time.” “Okay.”
In the office of the logistics and documentation team, the team leader, Tadanen Rin, looked at the silent, skinny girl in front of him with satisfaction.
He had a pretty good impression of this young girl named Kazumi Shimizu. She was diligent and meticulous in her work, and her efficiency was also very high. She had already completed a workload that others couldn’t finish in a whole day in just half of the day, and there were very few areas that needed his correction.
Most importantly, she could concentrate on this job. Compared to other students who would frown upon seeing the work content, even if Senior Crystal Grass hadn’t told him to look after her, he would still be willing to help this girl a little.
“Take this document to the Hero Office Two in Building Two. I see that your work is almost done. You can come back after the results are confirmed there.”
Handing the prepared file bag to the girl, Tadanen Rin was essentially giving the intern who had completed her work beautifully a small break. After all, waiting for the results there would likely take more than half an hour, and during this time, she could rest in the lounge area of the office.
“Uh-huh, okay.”
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“Office Two… Is this it.”
In the spacious and clean corridor, the girl, holding a thick file bag, identified the office names along the way.
Kazumi had no objections to being asked to run errands. Didn’t people explicitly say that she could rest here for a while? It was almost a reward for her excellent work.
Although, as a corporate drone, she would never show her feelings on her face like those arrogant “bratty kids,” it was indeed a bit mind-numbing to do boring clerical work. Being able to rest was undoubtedly the best thing.
Confirming that the office name was correct, Kazumi raised her hand, intending to knock and enter.
However, before the girl could even place her hand on the door, the tightly closed metal doors on the opposite side of the office opened from both sides. From inside, a tall figure emerged, covered head to toe in thick bark, with a pained expression on its face… a Treant?
