Chapter 142. An Assassin’s and Friend’s First Interview for a Job (2/8)

“Oh, is that so? I’ve never heard about this before.” Yuna’s smile was a bit stiff. It was like Rosa was marking her territory. But Yuna’s words had been a lie, she had heard about this. In fact, from none other than me. She only knew that the person I mentioned before would have two shifts with her, but she hadn’t been aware they would have three with me. One thing in particular that she didn’t know was, the person in question she’d have two shifts together with was my girlfriend, I never told her about that.

“I also heard you’d only be working with him on Saturdays from now on.”

“Yes… that is true.”

“Good, I wouldn’t want such a two-faced bitch near my important boyfriend.” Rosa’s words were laced with venom. What are you picking a fight with her for? Was it as I feared? Their personalities were like fire and ice and they instinctively despised each other?

Scary. Girls are scary.

I shrunk away and tried to keep myself out of the unexpected catfight.

“R-Rosa, you can’t say such mean things to Yuna! Like you, I also consider her an important friend!”

“Alicia, me or her? Who do you value more as a friend?” Rosa grilled Alicia for her to choose a side.

Ah. It happened. It finally happened.

The exact situation I spoke of long ago. Where Alicia would be forced to pick between two parties and wouldn’t be able to. Why did I have to go and call it?

I gulped down the saliva in my mouth as I watched the drama unfold.

Alicia turned her puppy dog eyes to me for me to throw her a lifeline.

Hell no. I’m not touching this with a twenty-foot pole.

That was when I saw Alicia’s eyes turn resolved. Oh? Had she thought of who to pick? Or even a way out of this situation? She reached into her pocket and pulled out something.

My eyes shrank when I saw it. My face paled.

It was a special coupon, the one I gave her for Christmas.

She looked me in the eye and conveyed her intent clearly.

‘I’m using this as my request, help me.’

I shook my head vehemently refusing, but her glare pushed me into a corner and I was left with no means to resist. I reluctantly stood up, passed behind her, and retrieved the coupon she had hidden behind her back.

“Well? Alicia? Who will it be? Me or this two-faced bitch who’s secretly thinking I’m some sort of sluty bitch?” Rosa didn’t retreat and even pushed harder for Alicia to respond.

Now that the problem had been dumped on me, it was my job to find a solution to this.

How the hell was I supposed to even get a word in here?

Become the enemy of all women?

I suppose that was the easiest way.

I wrapped my arms around Alicia’s waist and hugged her close with an awful grin on my face.

“Rosa? You or Yuna? You want Alicia to pick between the two of you? How about this? Pick between me, Rosa and Yuna instead. You’ll naturally pick me over either of them, right? I’m the terrible guy playing with your heart when Rosa is already my girlfriend.”

Yuna’s eyes opened wide as her gaze landed on me. She glared with an intensity that could kill.

Rosa, on the other hand, didn’t look like she cared at all. In fact, it looked like things happened exactly as she wanted them to.

With that, I confirmed it… her goal had never been to make Yuna choose between them, but rather, to force me to get involved even if it put Alicia in an awkward position. But… why?

What for?

As usual, I didn’t have enough information, so I changed my line of questioning.

Why cause a scene here in the first place right before their interview? Was that related in some way? The location was directly outside the interview room. Was that the key here?

If a loud enough commotion was made, the Owner would naturally hear us out here.

Rosa knew the type of person the Owner was because of the conversation I had with her. She loved such juicy matters. Was that her aim?

“The worst. To think that I’ve been your co-worker for this long and I never realized you were this type of lowlife.” Though Yuna said that, I felt like she didn’t mean it at all. Her tone didn’t have the usual iciness I was used to. This was more like a slightly cold gust of wind. It seemed she was as perceptive as always and read through my intentions.

Rosa didn’t bother to interfere, she just looked at me amused.

“Yeah, yeah. Your co-worker is a lowlife piece of scum.”

“W-what? No. I didn’t mean for. Why? Like this?”

“Haaaaah. I was just kidding of course.” I released Alicia’s waist, backed up, then continued, “Can you guys please not cause a scene here? There’s a poor guy going through an interview in there with the Owner. Please be more mindful of your surroundings.”

By this point, it was safe to say the bomb had been defused.

“What? You were just kidding? That just makes you even worse.” Yuna lightly pushed my shoulder but thanked me with her eyes.

It wasn’t all bad having such a perceptive co-worker. She didn’t want Alicia to be put into such a difficult position where she had to choose between friends. She was actually a pretty good girl at heart despite her venomous thoughts toward those she secretly didn’t like.

In the end, it worked out, but Rosa’s actions still didn’t make much sense to me. At least, they didn’t yet. What her end goal in starting this meaningless little scuffle was unclear, I couldn’t figure it out. 

Thankfully, Rosa read the mood and didn’t bring up the topic again after that. The duo seated themselves outside the interview room.

When the clock struck 3:55 PM, Yuna and I took up our positions at the front of the store and swapped out with the staff behind the counter.

While we were alone, she elbowed me in the gut and asked, “Aren’t you quite the player to get with such a sluty looking high school girl? You're even getting along quite well with her friend too. Did Alicia play matchmaker for the two of you or something? Or is it just a coincidence that Alicia is friends with your girlfriend?”

“I’m not a player, she’s also not a slut. Can you please not call her that?”

“I didn’t say she was a slut. I just said she was slutty looking, there’s a difference.”

“The meaning is implied.”

“It’s only implied if you think of her that way yourself.”

“We haven’t even done it yet.” That was the truth.

“Oh please. I’m sure you’ve at least made some progress. There’s no way a girl that looks like her wouldn’t do those sorts of things. Unless she was just using you as a sugar daddy because you have a job. Oh no, is that what your relationship with her is like? This is awful, you should break up if it is.”

“It’s nothing like that. She’s got way more money than me. If anything, she’s more like a sugar mama.” At least, she will have a lot more than me soon.

“What? As a high school girl who doesn’t even have a job yet?”

“Pretty much.”

“How? Is she some princess with a big shot daddy who dotes on her?”

“Well, he is a big shot, but she only has money because of certain circumstances. She’s actually not that bad of a girl despite being a bad girl.”

“You’re just blinded by her looks.”

“Aren’t you really the one blinded by her looks? If you get to know her better, I’m sure you’ll think differently of her.”

“She really has you wrapped around her finger and whipped.”

“Do you think Alicia is blinded by Rosa’s looks when she’s also a woman?”

“She’s been deceived. Look at what happened just now, she tried to put Alicia into such a difficult position and make her choose between friends. You think it’s fine to not consider Alicia’s feelings at all in that situation? Your girlfriend is immature, nothing more than a spoiled brat. She’s definitely got a bad case of princess syndrome. There’s no way the Owner is going to hire a girl like her.”

It was actually quite rare to see Yuna so vocal and open about her distaste for someone.

“I personally wouldn’t hire her, but the Owner is unpredictable.”