Office Romance with a Werewolf

"Excuse me, is Sir Daniel here?" Nida inquired at the sales department's front desk.

"Who's Daniel Ma'am?" the always-smiling clerk asked politely. 

"Sir Daniel Olitoquit, Sales Head Manager." She responded while peeking inside the office, hoping to see him.

"You might be mistaken, ma'am. Our head manager is Sir Castro."

"It's not Daniel?" She asked again to be sure. 

"Yes ma'am."

"Hmm, can I see him?" Even though she doesn't know this Sir Castro, she thinks that maybe Daniel is using a different name.

"He's not currently available, ma'am."

"Is that so? Hmm, can I at least see his photo? "

"His photo?"

"Yes, do you have at least a picture of him?"

"I do, but why?" The clerk looked at her as if she was a stalker or a weird person, but Nida didn't care.

"I would like to see his face."

"But he had a meeting with the trucking department last week."

"Ah, I didn't see him last time. Come on. Show me. " She gestured with her hand to tell her to hurry. 

The clerk pulled out her phone and showed her the manager's photo, but it was not Daniel. 

She leaves the front desk, confused.

"If he is not here, where is he?" 

She went to Daniel's department, hoping that she would find him and ask for help from him.

"Where else could he go? Should I go to his house? " 

While walking back to her department, she took out her phone and searched for Daniel on social media.

"Even in real life, I don't know if he has an SNS account, but I won't lose anything if I check."

First and foremost, She looked for him by full name, then continued to search for his name in different formats and in nicknames, but nothing came out of the search. 

"Geez! Why is there no Daniel in this world?" She frustratedly stomped her feet as she gripped her phone tightly.

She mumbled, "He is the one I could only rely on."

....

"Nida!" Randell immediately called him the moment she entered their office. 

"What?" She walked past him and sat in her chair. Then Randell placed a pile of folders on top of her table.

"What is this?"

"You need to review this. Sir Bungal might call you later. He was on fire while you were gone. " 

Nida just stared at the folders while she massaged her temples. 

"Why is it that even here, Sir Bungal is overly dramatic, piling up work on me?" she mumbled. 

"I cannot help you this time since I have to work too." Randell pointed at his table, filled with documents too.

'Do I really need to work?' She mumbled to herself. 'This is only an illusion. Do I really need to seriously work now?'

"It's not even a month since I got hired here. Why do I feel like leaving now?" she shared with Randell while she started to flip through the folders that she needed to work on.

"Is that a joke?" he asked without looking at her since he was also busy doing his work. 

"Then laugh since you feel like it's a joke," she answered sarcastically. 

"Haha, you've been here for three years. Why do you still complain as if you're a newbie?"

"Three years?" she shouted as she stood up.

"Hey, work in peace," one of their officemates shouted, because Nida had been disturbing them since a while ago.

Nida apologized, then went back to her seat.

"Are you sick, Nids? Why are you acting so strange today? "

"period." She briefly said, "period" means "end", to tell him not to ask anymore, which Randell did. He didn't bother her anymore, and resumed doing his work. but because he mistook what she said as if she was telling him not to bother her because of her period (menstrual period).

Moments later,

kring kring kring

Her intercom is ringing.

"Yes sir?" she responded to her manager's call.

"Come here."

She reluctantly got up from her table and went inside to her manager's office with her usual professional smile.

"Yes sir, what can I help?"

"You might be slacking off, Ms. Mildea," he said, his chair creaking as it couldn't support his large frame.

"Of course not, Sir."

"Then why are there charges here? Are you sure you're keeping up with our records? "

The usual shower of his saliva landed on the poor folder he was holding. Nida doesn't care about her manager's anger; she's more worried about whether the folder he is holding will be given to her.

"I've been keeping up with our records, sir," she said vaguely, since she didn't know what the fat manager was talking about. "Since I don't particularly know what those charges are, let me check on it first, then I will tell you what happened."

Bam!

Nida was surprised by the sudden hitting of the table and felt really annoyed with her manager's way of managing people. Of course, she had this huge urge to kick him off his chair and roll him around the floor like a ball, but of course it was something she couldn't do even in this parallel world.

"I will request a ban on dating with coworkers if you keep slacking off just because you keep flirting around inside the office!"

'Wow, even here. He thought of me as a cheap woman.' she said in her mind.

Her manager continued to talk for another minute before he could finish off his own grumbling about her work performance and etiquette.

"I will check everything first, sir, before we can identify if these charges are valid."

She responded gracefully while ignoring her manager's unnecessary remarks.

Okay, do your job properly, "as he said, and Manager Bungal handed the blessed folder to her.

She works hard not to frown, especially since she needs to maintain her professional smile, but she badly doesn't want to hold the folder that was showered with his saliva.

"Here take this; the list of charges is here."

She stares at the folder, identifying which side has not been showered with saliva yet.

"What are you doing?"

"Ah yes, indeed. sir! " She took the disgusting folder and said goodbye to her manager. "I'll work hard!"

She got back to her table and immediately sprayed the folder with sanitizer.

He let out a long sigh after he finally got back and sat down in her chair.

"Hmm?" 

She looked at the hand that was suddenly gently massaging her arms.

"Does Manager give you a hard time?"

"Same as usual."

This time she didn't slap away Randell's hand and felt his comforting hands on her arm.

While she felt nice from his comforting touch, she wondered, "Is this how we will look if we become normal as a couple?"

She was slightly relieved of her stress thanks to Randell.

She decided to open the folder that manager Bungal had given her now that she had calmed down.

"What the fuck?" She exclaimed. 

"Why?" Randell takes a peek at what she's looking at. 

"He's fucking blaming a five-year-old issue on me? I got here three years ago, right? How is this my fault?" She complained. Her irritation was back again, but she didn't want to go back and correct him because it would take another few minutes for him to finish his own grumblings.

"Where are you going?" Randell asked after seeing Nida get up and leave her work again.

"Come on, it's lunch time."

"But you will look bad again if you get out for lunch first. Let the seniors leave first before we leave. " He whispered, trying to keep his voice low so that their other workmates wouldn't hear him.

"I am hungry! Let's go!" she exclaimed, then dragged Randell out of their office.

She badly needs to eat so that she can replenish her energy.

Dealing with her manager and her work drains her energy, and she still needs to take care of her mission that she doesn't even know where to start.

She immediately ordered a lot of food and then stood up around the cafeteria with a tray in her hand.

"See? The tables are all occupied because you want to wait for the seniors to leave first." She clicked her tongue in annoyance.

"Come on, there will still be a free table. Let's look around. Randell walked past him and pointed at the table at the far corner of the cafeteria with his mouth since he was also holding a tray.

"There's a free table over there."

The two hurriedly walked fast to reach the table first before anyone could take it.

"It's too dirty," she commented when she looked at the table with still used plates left unattended.

They take a look around to see if there is any cleaner nearby.

"Excuse me? Can you clean this table please? " Randell called the cleaner, who hurriedly came and started cleaning off the table.

"Hmm?" Nida stared at the face of the cleaner, who was wearing a black face mask and a black cap. 

"You're kind of familiar. Can you pull down your mask for a moment?" She asked since the cleaner's black eyes were something she felt like she had seen before.

The cleaner hesitated for a moment before he could pull down his mask.

"I don't think I know you, madam," the cleaner said, but Nida immediately grabbed the hands of the cleaner that made him take a step back.

"Daniel! Is that you? "

Her expression brightened up the moment she recognized Daniel, thinking she could finally have someone who could help her, but her joy was shattered once Daniel started acting strangely as well.

"How did you know me, madam?"