Chapter 7

La-La Point of View

"Uh-ahem, she means we are job hunters, yeah job hunters" I slipped in an excuse. Yuna nodded, subtly agreeing with the fabricated story. We both smiled at him, silently urging him to believe us.

"Job hunters? I've never heard of that. What kind of job is that?" he asked, his curiosity piqued. I glanced at Yuna, who crouched nervously.

"Well, um, we... you know, find people without jobs and offer them opportunities, taking a percentage of the earnings something like that," I explained, creating a plausible excuse. Silence hung in the air for a moment.

"That's kind of interesting," he said, seeming to buy our story. A sigh of relief passed between Yuna and me. I signaled Yuna to relax, and she resumed eating.

His phone rang, and he looked at us. "You can answer that; we'll wait for your food. Don't worry," I assured him. "Thanks," he said, standing up to take the call.

I frowned at Yuna. "I'm sorry," she immediately apologized.

"The deed is done. Just don't let him discover our true identity. You know the consequences if he does," I warned her, and she nodded. "And try not to be too nervous around him please calm down"

"I'm sorry about that, senior. He just seems like a character from a book," Yuna explained. I sighed.

"Well, indeed I would agree with that. He is also a blessed one so don’t be obvious," I told her. "Blessed? You mean a human who can see us even in invisible form and is loved by the higher one?" she exclaimed in shock. Hmmm, it seems she already read the book.

"Yes, he is. That's why you need to be careful around him. He's a Gray Type string too," I added, watching her react in surprise.

"Is that even possible? Isn't it something so unlucky?" she asked.

"Whether it's unlucky or not, possible or impossible, just don't get too involved with him. It might be dangerous," I warned. Yuna still seemed dazed, -grabbing her drink, while I sensed a presence returning.

"I'm sorry about that," Zayne returned, sitting beside me once again. I gave him a smile. "No problem. However, your food hasn't arrived yet," I pointed out, but he just smiled. "I can wait," he said.

A few moments later.

"No, no! Really, we insist. We can pay for our food," I tried to stop Zayne from standing up to pay for our meal.

"Yeah, I also agree with senior. We can pay for our own food," Yuna added, joining in to persuade Zayne not to cover the cost.

"No, it's really okay. This is the first time I had fun eating. It's my way to thank you guys," Zayne insisted, but I gently held his wrist, offering a smile. "Please, no. We insist. It's just a normal way for us to talk and get to know each other, so there's no need for such a burden for you to pay for our food," I insisted, aware that getting too involved with him could be risky.

"Burden? It's not a burden for me," he countered, trying to go against what I said. He looked into my eyes, held the wrist of the hand that was holding his, and smiled. "Just let me do this one," he said in a soothing voice. I was baffled for a moment, what the? but I took the initiative to look at him and smiled.

"Why, though?" I asked. "This is also my way to apologize to you properly, so let me," he said in a convincing tone. I felt conflicted. After a silent second, I let go of him, and he did the same.

"I surrender," I said in a low tone, he smiled and he stood up, heading to the cashier.

"Senior," Yuna called out to me. "This is okay, Yuna. Just don't get involved too much. This will be the last time, understood?" I said to her while forcing a smile. However, deep inside, I was still conflicted and uneasy. Well I am so done.

"The payment is done. Shall we go outside?" Zayne asked as he finished paying. Yuna, about to stand, I signaled her to remain seated by waving my hand and turned to Zayne, who was standing.

"Thank you, Mr. Zayne. However, we have a job meeting to attend," I said, inventing an excuse to distance ourselves from further involvement with him.

"Right, Yuna?" I glanced at her, and she immediately nodded, understanding my strategy. "Is that so? Then I might go first," Zayne said.

"Yeah, thank you so much for today," I expressed my gratitude, and he smiled. "This is nothing. We'll see each other in the future, so nice to meet you ," he added. What do you mean meet each other in the future?

"Take care, Mr. Zayne," Yuna bid him farewell. He nodded and left.

Phew— we will not see him in the future though.

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"This is incredible!" Yuna exclaimed with excitement in her tone. I looked at her with a questioning expression. Incredible? Where?

"What do you mean by that?" I asked, leaning back in my chair.

"On my first day, I met Sir Axel because of you," she explained. I furrowed my eyebrows, seeking clarification.

"I mean, Mr. Axel is handsome and a nice reaper, which is rare. I met him on my first day, which is also super good. I also met an amazing senior like you. I heard that seniors in our job are strict and arrogant, but you are cool and nice. And—and also, I met that Dr. Zayne, who is also handsome and—excitingly—a blessed one, which is quite rare. I think I am getting really lucky," she gushed with a happy tone. I couldn't help but chuckle.

"You're so honest, Yuna," I remarked, and she just smiled brightly, like a Chihuahua in front of a treat. But should I warn her?

"Yuna, -you know that this world is cruel, right?" I asked her in a serious tone. She also became serious. "Yes," she answered.

"Well, you can be happy about meeting me, Axel, and that guy. There is a lot of future ahead of you, so it's better to be careful, also don’t trust just anyone because of looks" I advised.

"I know that, senior. It's just that this is incredible, so..." she trailed off. She was still so naive in this job.

A few moments later...

"Bye, senior!!" Yuna bid farewell to me in a park as she went off to do her job. I waved at her, watching her walk away happily. My energy was drained today, so I decided to sit on a bench.

"I am so unlucky today," I muttered to myself. Suddenly, my phone rang, and I saw that the Love Hunter division was calling me. What now?

I answered, "Hello?"

"We already received your report regarding the failed mission," he said on the other line. Don't tell me it has a problem.

"Does it have any problem?" I inquired. "No," he answered immediately. Then why did they call me?

"If it's not a problem, may I ask why you called me?" I asked.

"It's regarding the failed mission. The Life Hunter assigned to that mission, as stated in your report, is nowhere to be called upon by the Life Hunter division. We are inquiring if you probably know where Mr. Axel is right now, as we are currently asking for his side on this report of yours," he explained.

"He is nowhere to be found?" I asked. "Yes, he is," he answered. How would I know where he is?

"I just got a call from him earlier. Maybe did you try calling him?" I suggested. "We wouldn't try to reach you if we didn't," he said. Right~, how could I be so dumb right now.

"Well, if you can't contact him, I can't either since I also calling him via phone," I said. "B—" he was about to say, "And if you're wondering if he is with me, no, he is not, unfortunately," I added.

"We can't confirm your report, as the report is only one person confirming. We need the other side to confirm," he said. "Well, the Life Hunter department should have also confirmed it already. Why do they need Axel for that?" I questioned.

Just then, from where I was looking, I saw Axel walking and eating ice cream2 from afar. We locked eyes, and he immediately waved and happily smiled at me. "This bastard," slipped out of my mouth.

"Excuse me, Ms. Lala, are you referring to me?" the other line asked. Oh, shoot, I forgot.

"No, no-no—I just saw the rat that you are looking for," I quickly denied. "Rat? We are not looking for a rat, but we are looking for Mr. Axel," he clarified. "Yeah, he is a rat," I muttered.

"Hey, you, come here quickly!" I shouted at Axel as he stopped walking and pointed at himself. "Yes, you!" I shouted again.

"Just call me if the problem is settled," the other line said and ended the call. Gosh, he was always so rude. I ought to smack him at least one.

I stood up as Axel walked toward me. "What is it? Is there any problem? Did you just miss me too much?" he asked confidently as he arrived in front of me.

"No, you bastard. The Department of Life is looking for you and also our department is looking for you. Is your phone on silent?" I asked him. But he just looked confused and handed me his ice cream. Really? This is disgusting.

He immediately checked his phone inside his suit. "This is not on si—" he was about to say, but as he opened his phone, his eyes widened. Ugh, this guy.

"Wait a moment," he said, immediately dialing something on his phone. "Hello," he said into his phone. I walked over to him and handed him his ice cream, which was dripping all over. He took the ice cream, but I decided to go to another bench and sit where I couldn't hear him.

What will I do in the six months I have? Should I join Axel or Yuna, or should I just find a normal job for myself? This is not me resting; I hate resting. I can't imagine myself doing nothing.

It's been an hour, and Axel is still on his phone, so I decided to stand up and leave the scene. I opened my phone to see no notifications. So, this is my life without a job, huh? I inhaled and exhaled.

"How about going to the sea?" I asked myself. The sea is fun, yeah. I should have some fun since if I get the ring, I will be gone. Should I enjoy something?

I opened my phone and went to Google, searching for a beautiful—oh wait, I forgot. I can't use the money in our company for trivial matters. How could I forget that??? I decided to hide my phone in my suit. I guess I need a job for— if I use out company money with no reason they will educt my job numbers. Ugh- it’s annoying.

Then, a strong wind blew by, removing my ponytail. At the same time, it made me stagger backward, and a paper hit me in the face. "What the!!!" I shouted and grabbed the paper that slapped me. I started reading.

"We are hiring a woman aged 20 and above to be a librarian," I read it out loud. What a coincidence. I looked around to see if there was anyone beside me, but I was the only one. What the heck? Is this true?

I looked like I am 20, so this fits, and I am also a woman. I search through my phone. Since the vacation costs $3838, the minimum divided into 3 months is $1279 per month, so it should be around $40 or so.

There is a number below in this flyer. I decided to take out my phone and call it.

"Hello," it immediately answered. The voice, although familiar, didn't matter.

"Hi, I heard that you are looking for a librarian. Is the position still available?" I asked. It went silent for a second, a familiar scene.

"Yes, the position is still available. May I know your whole name?" it asked, and by the way, it was a man.

"Lanaya Nicole M. Labadrones, I'm 25 years old," I said. It went silent once again. "Hello?" I asked.

"Ah, yes, I'm sorry. I am just writing down your name. Kindly send your resume to the email that I will send to you," he said, with a cold tone.

"Is there any interview with this?" I asked. "Yes, there will be. I will just send the schedule, but the interview will be via call," he explained. Well, that's weird, but I might take the risk.

"Oh, so, okay, I understand," I said. "Okay, I already sent the email. I hope to hear from you soon," he said, then ended the call immediately. What a weird guy. His tone is familiar, though.