I Want to Be a Receptionist of The Magic World

Dad goes to Hare every day to find a job.

So I follow you every day, too.

To be a fine demon breaker.

"There you are again, heck witch. Baba!

"It's not Baba. Hello, Mr. Beck."

Nanally Hell greeted me with a smile.

My name is Beck McCarre, 9 years old. I was also used to coming to the Hare Magic Station, and the working people remembered my name and face. "Mr. Beck, what do you want to eat today? 'What a cafeteria sister gives food for free, and a sister at the counter plays while her father chooses to make a request. He also gave me sweets. I don't know how many children I have here, but I've had enough of an endless day for my father to say," You're too spoiled. "

One day I was having such a smooth and full sailing day, when I went to Hare, a different woman was sitting at the reception for requests only.

Even though it's not uncommon for a new person to be sitting, I wondered why.

Ask the sisters of the officials you were close to who that was, newbie, and they'll give you the answers you expected.

Right, rookie. You're lower than me.

That's what I thought. I went in front of that rookie's staff as I turned my back back to make him look tall, which I still wouldn't stretch.

I'm Beck. Nice to meet you.

Thumbs up and point it at yourself.

It's settled.

"Thank you for saying hello. Is that Mr. Beck? Nice to meet you too."

"You, what's your name?

My name is Nanally Hell.

He greeted me back with a quiet smile.

But what is this? I feel a little different. It should have been a little more loving that it was the reaction I was expecting.

Besides, Beck, do you still want to put it on me as a kid?

What the heck...... and look at the rookie with suspicious eyes.

My dad still seems to be wondering which request to make, so I decided to go to the dining room there to greet the newcomer as well.

There are more people today than usual. This is what it looked like a while before the weekend, so it's something I'm used to too.

Waving to my familiar catering sister, she brings my favorite fried meat in one hand as she nicks.

That's right, I know.

"I knew Yuna was a good woman!

"Oh, where do you remember those words?

"Hehe, I know everything."

Yes, I know everything.

So I want to do not one thing I do not know.

"Yuna, who's the rookie over there?

"Newbie? You mean Nanary?

"Yes, Nanally Hell!

"Oh, my God, I don't know anymore."

That's right, Beck. You praised me. I felt good.

That's different.

"What kind of guy?

"What kind of guy... Seriously, you work fast, you look good."

"Hmm."

"Oh, hey? Does that bother you? Oh, yeah?"

"Chi! Something like this, I don't like him!

"Yeah? Beck, you?

"No pieces of love, and you didn't give me sweets, did you? Not yet."

"Really? But if it's a treat, I'll give it to you, so be patient."

"Hmm."

Anyway, I kind of didn't care.

The next day, when I went to Hare, that woman again, an unfathomable guy named Nanary Hell, was sitting at the reception.

While Dad was looking for a favor, I was free, so I saw him at the reception. Not from the far table, from the grand sight.

That's just how you noticed me, Nanary Hell laughs and opens her mouth with a nickel.

"Hello, Mr. Beck. Can I help you?

……

This guy, what did you say to Mr. Beck again? I don't feel bad, but I still don't care.

"You can play with him because you're free."

"No, it's okay"

"All right, Tikitola. Come on...... what?

No matter how far I walked, Nanary Hell ignored it.

A guy like that at reception?

What an unfortunate woman everyone else is to be happy to play with.

The demon behind me tells me, "Hey Beck, it's my turn next" and he's here to make a request to Nanally Hell. This man was also a facial acquaintance, Ozzie. No one in this hare knows me.

I guess Nanary Hell will do the same to Ozzie, like she ignored my generosity anyway. I'm getting mad at you now.

"Thank you, lady, I've been looking for someone who can do this kind of work. I get tired very quickly these days."

"If it's the job you're asking for, this one will help too"

"Compliments don't give a shit. Well, let me know when you decide."

"Yes, take care"

I was flabbergasted by the light and sneery exchange.

This guy is wearing a cat.

When I saw Ozi, who felt well enough to open the door to the Magic Station and leave, I shouted in my heart that I was being deceived.

"Beck, we've made a request, so let's go."

"Yeah."

While I feel very unexplained, I follow my father out of the magic center.

"Mr. Beck, please go"

I heard that voice. Turning around, there's Nanary Hell smiling and waving at me. Don't wear a cat because you're in front of your father.

'It's fine with you, not you,' whines Boso. It's polite of me not to say hello back, because I won't forgive myself, so I'm going, I gave it back properly. I'm more of an adult.

When I went to Hare the next day, "Hi Beck," Nanary Hell waited with a smile.

I pointed my mouth. I still don't care.