I Noticed That It Was an Academy After 10 Years

165.I Will Speak Informally From Now on (4)

“Can I go? If I go, the interview will not go well…”

“Of course it happens. In the end, you are selecting someone to assist you.”

Karina wiggled her fingers, as if she felt burdened by even going to see me being interviewed. She was worried that her self-esteem seemed to be weaker than in the original, perhaps because she had been hospitalized for so long.

Do we have to carry out a grand operation like Elisha?

As I was thinking about that, Lennie, who came out as an escort with me today, made eye contact with me. I silently winked at Lennie. It was a signal for her to quickly say something that would fill her self-esteem.

Perhaps Leni understood my gesture, or maybe she thought she should too, and she lowered her head to her side and spoke to Karina.

“Karina, don’t worry too much. There’s me and Yohan too, right? Don’t feel burdened.”

“…I’m scared of making a mistake.”

“Okay. “Is there anyone in this world who doesn’t make mistakes?”

I also make a mistake once or twice when I forget.

A few days ago, I broke one of the prosthetic parts because I put it in backwards.

Mistakes can be made at any time, so it was important to shake them off rather than dwell on them.

I don’t mean to keep making mistakes.

“That’s right. When working on documents, I sometimes use words incorrectly or put paid documents on top of unpaid documents.”

“Eat in peace. No matter what you do, no one will stop you.”

To put it bluntly, she is a saint whose status is almost equivalent to that of an imperial prince. Even though she was a bit out of touch, there were few people who could say anything to her. Karina, who is kind-hearted, would never have done such a thing in the first place.

“Thank you. Lennie. “John.”

“This is my job too…”

Leni, who was weak to compliments, scratched her cheek and averted her gaze. Of course I didn’t avoid it. I am not a person who has lived without receiving praise to the point where I feel embarrassed just because I have been praised.

Haven’t I recently been hearing compliments so many times that I could fill the front and back of an A4 sheet of paper? To put it bluntly, she was confident that she would not be embarrassed unless Karina suddenly confessed.

Confession reminded me of the original confession scene-

“John?”

“Sorry. I thought about something else for a moment. Anyway, leave any dangerous or difficult work to me.”

If it’s possible, I’ll solve it either with my money or my body. Karina nodded her head at my words.

“Thank you. “John.”

“…We’ve arrived. “I’ll go right in.”

——————–

“No, did the saint come with you?”

“Yes, Bishop Crispy. Since it is a matter of selecting my own people, I thought it would be right for me to observe.”

Bishop Crispy moistened his eyes and let out an exclamation as he heard Karina’s words her her her her. Anyone who saw him looked moved. No, this person doesn’t usually act like this. Why is he like this?

“This old man was moved by Karina’s example…”

No, is this an example?

The bishop, who was crispy on the outside and moist on the inside, made less of a fuss than the others, in case anyone thought he was the breadwinner of the theology department.

In fact, she was much calmer than other people, so Karina was able to laugh it off with a soulless laugh.

“Hmm. Bishop. “Have all the interviewees arrived?”

“Oh, of course they all came. “Everyone is waiting in the classroom next to us, so we can call them here one by one and interview them.”

It was a one-on-one interview in the office. Of course, Karina and Leni may be watching from behind, but it is a one-on-one interview anyway.

“Who should I call first?”

“I will call you in the order in which they came first.”

“Okay.”

Instead of telling me the order, Bishop Crispy left the classroom himself. I didn’t know he would bring it himself. Well, it doesn’t matter because I’m comfortable…

“Wait a moment…”

I took out a bundle of paper from under the wheelchair. It was normally a useless item, but by using my skills, I was able to process it into something useful.

“Production.”

The tattered backing paper began to unfold and take on a shape similar to a screen. The backing paper was soon processed into an excellent screen and appeared on the table.

I put up a screen near the desk in Bishop Crispi’s office and called Carina.

“If you stay here, they won’t even notice you’re there.”

“Well, that seminarian wouldn’t be able to recognize me because of her divine power…” ” “

“Lue will solve that.”

[Write. I feel like I’m being manipulated too much these days-]

As always, Lue was clinging to my waist and grunting. If it were a person, her mouth she wouldn’t have popped out. While thinking about something useless, I put Lue on the table.

As long as Lue is watching, the incoming seminarian won’t lie, and she won’t be able to pay attention to Karina. I looked at the two beauties moving behind the screen with a relaxed mind.

“It’s amazing that this is made of paper.”

“It’s so versatile.”

“Meeting Yohan may have been the greatest luck of my life…”

No, even if I whisper, the office is quiet so I can hear everything. I deliberately pretended not to hear and listened to the footsteps getting closer.

Not long after I started hearing footsteps, there was a knock on the door. I quietly gestured towards Karina and Leni to be quiet and opened my mouth.

“Come in.”

“Oh, hello…”

The first one is that guy.

“Abril. “Sit over here.”

“Yes…Yes!”

Why are you scared? What did I do?

I glanced at Avril, who was sitting upright, shaking like a wet puppy.

“Uh, uh, that… Please take care of me!”

“Don’t think too hard about it. “I just ask a few questions.”

“Ah, yes, four!”

…It’s going to be a tough interview from the start. I was debating whether I should notify them of rejection from the beginning, and asked the question with the intention of giving it a try first and then deciding.

“Miss Avril. Why did you apply for the administrative position at Yeomyeonggwan?”

“Uh, that’s… It’s my dream to help the saint… “

[Are you lying?]

“Speak honestly, not just for an interview.”

“Uh, that’s it. “I need a lot of money…”

“Money? Why?”

“I have to send living expenses to my family. “Already, I was paying too much for my tuition and my family was going bankrupt…”

…It seemed that he was not a talented person supported by the Kalon Church, but an ordinary student who had entered the theological department with his own money. Well, since I entered the theology department, I guess my faith is much greater than that of the average person.

“I get it. Then let’s move on to the next question. Getting a job at Yeomyeonggwan also means becoming a shield that protects the saint in times of emergency. Are you confident about that?”

“Well, well… If you just tell me… I’ll give it a try!”

Abril’s hesitant voice was filled with desperation. The salary I offered was quite high, so I guess I’m gritting my teeth and trying to pass the exam.

Can I trust it?

A guy whose goal is money is easily swayed by bigger money.

“Next question. Getting a job at Yeomyeonggwan means assisting the saint. In other words, once you enter, you cannot easily leave. Still, do you have the confidence to work at Yeomyeonggwan?”

“Yes, yes?”

This is an employee who assists the saint with her work.

If you hire someone with a shy mindset, there is a risk of information leaking if something happens in the future, so it was important to pick someone who is loud enough to not leak information as much as possible.

“Are you confident?”

“Uh, well, that’s… Well, I’m a good person, I’m confident… “

No, don’t cry. I just emphasized it.

I sighed, looking at Avril with tears in her eyes. Why am I acting like this? I sighed inwardly and leaned back. I planned to wait until Abril calmed down.

Fortunately, Avril quickly stopped crying and wiped her face with her sleeve. My makeup smudged a little, but I tried to ignore it and continued talking.

“Have you calmed down?”

“Yes, yes…”

“You understand that working next to a saint is more dangerous than you think, right?”

“Yes, yes…”

“Okay. Are you confident you can do well?”

“… Yes!”

[Well, it’s not a lie.]

After staring into space for a moment and thinking about Lue’s somewhat subtle comment, I decided to issue an order to congratulate the guests.

“The interview is over. Go out and wait. And also call the student who came after you.”

“Yes, yes! Sue, thank you for your hard work!”

No, I didn’t put much pressure on them, so why did they run away? As I was staring blankly at the door, unable to hide my discomfort, I heard a whispering sound from behind.

“…A pretty man…”

“…I’m glad I didn’t…”

What are you talking about? Just as I was about to lean in and overhear their secret whispers, the voice stopped.

You’re quick-witted.

Knock knock.

“It’s Ted! “Can I come in?”

“Come in.”

This time, a quick-witted guy came in. I said, tapping my palm on the table.

“Take a seat. “Let’s start the interview.”

————-

“Is it over?”

“No, there’s still one person left.”

“For something like that, it doesn’t come very well?”

…Should we just get eliminated?

Through continued interviews, the successful candidates had already been determined to some extent, and there would be no problem even if the latecomers were cut.

Still, I want to check it out.

I fiddled with Lue’s tentacles, waiting for the last one who had no intention of coming in.

[Contractor, are you itchy? Stop touching!]

“It tickles? Did he have senses?”

[Others may not know, but I do, so stop touching me.]

“John, you haven’t come in 10 minutes. Why don’t we just get it over with? “If you’re the kind of person who’s going to be late for an interview, you probably don’t have to watch it-“

It was then.

As if to interrupt Lennie’s words, busy footsteps were heard, and the door burst open.

“It’s not too late, right?”

What?

“…Lue. “Tie it up.”

“What?!”

You drunkard, I think you really need a pressure interview.