2 Chapter 2 : Prologue (Part 2)

Clean this floor and that floor, as well as this mess and that mess.

Continually travelling up and down the stairs while cleaning each floor multiple times to make sure there were no dust specks left on the floor was my daily routine at this institution, which I had followed since the day I first arrived.

Furthermore, I was unable to stop cleaning until a break time or the end of the school day, so I was unable to take breaks in between no matter how tired I was.

I was under strict orders to adhere to the contract's restrictions; otherwise, I would risk losing my job, which I could not bear to do.

It was now time to clean the first floor, which required another descent. I carried the mop and bucket with care and started to move towards the stairs.

I didn't enjoy descending down stairs because doing so while carrying a heavy pail of water in one hand would be riskier than going upstairs. And if the water from the filthy bucket spilt, it would be awful for me because, per the contract, if I accidentally spilled the unclean water on the pricey obsidian tiled floor, I would be kicked out whether I wanted to or not.

There were other regulations spelled out in the contract that are just unfair and unjustified, but regrettably there are no labour laws in this kingdom and no labour department in which to file a complaint.

Either accepting the terms, doing the job, or leaving the job were the only available options.

This contract also makes me feel horrible and guilty because it makes me think of my previous life on Earth, when I used to amuse myself by assigning deserving individuals to tasks they couldn't complete and then brutally ejecting them.

Their faces and the way they would beg me not to evict them used to make me laugh and insult them.

Is this what they all felt?

Was I really that bad?

As soon as I got to the first floor, I started briskly washing the floor to make sure it was made of charcoal obsidian and shone like a diamond.

I was unsure whether black obsidian could sparkle like a diamond, to be completely honest. Just sweeping up any dust that could have been missed the previous two times, I was moving around corners, going forth and backward.

Then, as I was ready to complete mopping the entire floor, a call came from behind me, interrupting me abruptly. I whirled around and noticed that it came from a petite woman.

She was a short, curly-haired woman with freckles. She was holding a medium-sized yellow book in her left hand while wearing light green clothing.

"Who are you?" I inquired.

"You don't know me?" she said, surprised. 

"I've only been here two months; I don't know everyone in this institution." I stated sincerely.

"Really, two months and you don't know who I am?" she asked, lowering her tone slightly. "I suppose I should have expected this from an ignorant beggar like you."

Oh, yes, I forgot to mention that beggars were hated in this nation and that in the majority of the kingdoms, they were treated worse than slaves. Fortunately for us, the local market area where I used to scrounge for change with my wife was quite understanding of beggars.

I recall that my wife once asserted that a senior priest who had a passion for young girls had killed and sexually abused her younger sister.

No one in a position of authority came to help my wife or administer justice, despite the fact that she was seeking it. In fact, the majority of them had the audacity to remark that my wife's deceased sister should be grateful for having attracted the attention of a noble.

I was outraged and startled to learn that.

Furthermore, I overheard the old bastard priest bragging about how he had put a beggar in his place. And those in his immediate vicinity applauded.

Compared to Earth, this place was considerably worse.

If this were Earth, if that old bastard priest had ever tried to brag about it, he would have been set on fire by the populace.

Occasionally, I can also hear my wife muttering in her sleep as she begs her sister in her dreams to pardon her. I wanted to help my wife when I saw her in that situation, but there was nothing I could do.

If this were Earth, where I had power, wealth, and connections, I would have dealt with that blasted priest.

Curse, my luck!

"Hey, what the hell are you thinking?"

I was pulled from my reverie by this abrupt interruption; darn it, I had been so preoccupied with them that I had forgotten she was there. I must construct a compelling justification.

"I was trying to figure out how to apologise to you." I said. Then she smiled and said, "Is this not obvious? Go down on your knees and beg for forgiveness."

I did what she instructed; I knelt down and begged for forgiveness.When she gave me a satisfied look, I questioned her, "Can you reveal your identify to this beggar?"

"My name is Lirila Korila, and I am the assistant instructor for the subject of magical beasts." She made an introduction.

I think I've heard her name before.

Wasn't she supposed to be one of the numerous supporting figures who, although existing in the light novel but playing a tiny part, never appeared in the anime version?

To be honest, I was a little surprised at first, but then again, it wasn't unusual for anime adaptations to change or alter some elements that were in the light novel. 

So, it wasn't that big of a deal.

"So why did you call me, Lady Korila?" I said, trying to be respectful of her, even if I genuinely didn't want to do that.

"The headmistress has personally asked me to tell you she wants to meet you, the new janitor," she continued. "So, go and meet her in her office."

Lirila then continued on her way to who knows where while giving me a big headace.

It was troubling that Edriva wanted to meet me now, at such an inconvenient time. from my previous experience as the CEO of a large corporation. I know that a boss only wants to meet with an employee if it's to fire him or give him extra heavy work to carry.

They don't usually meet for any other reason.

I have also heard that some bosses would personally praise their employees, but I don't believe I have ever done so, nor have I done anything that would make Edriva praise me.

Furthermore, it was the first time I would meet her in person; I hadn't seen her in the academy because she had left for a two-month interstate academy meeting, and I couldn't go into her office because she had locked her office room.

Thus, I was rather anxious.

Man, I truly regret everything I've ever done wrong.

I feel like I've wasted enough time by remaining here. Keeping your boss waiting is bad form.