Overpowered Reincarnation Perks! - Chapter 4.5
I’m not that irresponsible. I properly finish the tasks I’m given, you know.
“I’m not like that. What do you know about me to say such things?”
“I can tell by looking. You, as soon as we arrived at the inn yesterday, you didn’t take a single step outside your room, did you?”
That was because Callion wouldn’t let me go!
Suddenly, my face flushed hot.
So he knew I didn’t leave the room.
No, I thought he might know, but being pointed out so bluntly made me feel ashamed.
It seemed like the soundproofing wasn’t very good there either.
Senes, who was in the room right next door, probably heard the sounds too.
“…”
Suddenly, I wanted to die. Selling my remaining 21 days of life.
“Seeing that you’d likely miss all the good opportunities by dawdling and end up frustrated, I looked for a job for you instead. You should be grateful.”
“Yeeees, thaaank you sooo much.”
As if I could genuinely say thank you in this situation.
I gritted my molars and answered.
Certainly, it’s true that yesterday I impulsively started something and wasted time without doing anything.
From Callion and Senes’ perspective, who had to leave after just two days, they must have been dumbfounded to see me waste an entire day when I should have been looking for a job and preparing to adapt right away.
It’s true that I received a lot of help getting here, and I know I should really be grateful to Senes for finding a job for me.
‘But does he have to speak so rudely?’
It was the first time I felt anger before gratitude for receiving help.
“So, what kind of job did you find?”
“An antique shop is looking for an accountant.”
“An accountant?”
“No matter how lacking in common sense you are, you should at least know how to count, right?”
“…”
He could have just asked if I’m good at calculations, but he had to phrase it like that.
“Where is this antique shop?”
“On a hill at the northwest outskirts. The owner is getting old and his eyesight is failing, so he wants a young employee. He says you just need to clean and manage the books.”
“What about the pay?”
“It’s not high. But you won’t have to deal with people much, and you can stay in the warehouse, so it doesn’t seem like a bad deal.”
Is it because he’s a monster hunter that he has no eye for jobs?
‘A workplace that provides lodging? Sounds like an exploitative company looking for a live-in slave.’
Moreover, a small company with only one employee means I’ll probably have to work overtime without additional pay and even take care of the boss’s personal errands.
Low pay, can’t meet people, and just clean and manage money endlessly? Did I come all this way to become a supply management slave?
“When you said you found a job, I was thinking of something like a street vendor or restaurant server.”
“A vendor? Restaurant server? Ha, ridiculous. As if someone as scrawny as you could do such work.”
“I’m not that weak, you know? I can carry fruit boxes.”
“Besides, a street stall or restaurant? Do you know what kind of people frequent those places? Drunks, vagrants, and even among travelers, there are plenty of troublemakers. Your face looks easy to push around, and you have no strength. You’d probably whine or scream if someone yelled at you. With your lack of common sense, you’d likely follow someone who’s nice to you and end up getting robbed, if you’re lucky.”
This rude guy, really. Does he think I’m a kindergartener?
If he hadn’t been accumulating bad karma with his mouth, I would have thanked him for all the help and even introducing a job, but this is too much. Just because he helped me doesn’t give him the right to insult and belittle my character.
“Senes. You like me, don’t you?”
“…Pardon?”
Angered, I threw out the words that would make Senes the most indignant.
‘Let’s see how you like being misunderstood and belittled.’
You’ll be so upset you’ll go crazy!
“That’s why you keep picking on me, right? You want my attention, you want to see my reactions, but since you can’t speak nicely like Callion to gain my favor, you’re throwing out prickly words to see me get angry, aren’t you?”
I shot back without giving Senes a chance to refute.
As they say, in fabrication and instigation, the first strike is crucial.
Every time you make a rude remark, should I respond with, “Oh my! He’s doing that because he likes me so much and wants my attention, hohoho!”?
Want to see who gets more upset?
“From the moment we met, you started picking on my name, right? Were you that jealous of Callion calling me Ju-in? You got sulky when I didn’t praise your cooking and lashed out at me again, didn’t you? When we were climbing up to the cave, you even subtly touched my body, oh my. You ran off saying you needed to bathe because you were excited, nervous, and embarrassed to be with me, right? Did you think I wouldn’t know?”
I arbitrarily added interpretations to Senes’s past actions, fabricating the past.
Anyway, my goal was to make this rude guy upset, so the truth didn’t matter.
This rude guy looks at me.
He’s mesmerized by my beauty.
Does he ignore me?
He’s trying to get my attention.
Logic wasn’t necessary.
If he can lash out at me with any words he likes, why should I fight back with common sense and logic?
I’m going to throw anything and everything at him too.
“If you like me that much, you could just say so. I don’t understand why you’re so twisted, trying to get my attention by saying mean things. Oh, could it be? Since you can’t appeal with a kind personality like Callion, are you pretending to be a bad guy with a terrible personality, hoping I’ll try to reform you and reach out to you?”
“…”
Senes didn’t answer.
He looked down at me with round eyes.
I could feel his bewilderment, to the point where he couldn’t speak, but I felt neither sorry nor embarrassed.
You started with the rude talk first.
I’m just giving it back to you the same way, so why, what, why!
“I thought you were clueless.”
Senes tilted his head.
“But it seems you’re not completely clueless after all?”
…What?
What is this crazy guy saying? Is it a joke or is he serious?
I thought it was obviously a joke, but surprisingly, there was no hint of amusement in Senes’s expression. His gaze, was neither mocking nor contemptuous, but seriously looking at me.
‘It really seems like he’s serious.’
So, does this mean he’s been saying such rude things all this time while actually liking me?
“…”
No, this can’t be right.
‘If he’s serious, isn’t he crazy?’
I have no idea how old he is.
