Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

"Has anyone told you that working for someone else is actually paid? Otherwise, it's illegal and will be punished more severely. Do you need me to call the police?"

salary?!

In an instant, Goetia, who had just been agonizing over the great cause of the survival of humanity, turned sharply to look at the ramen shop owner who only provided food and lodging.

Money is a good thing.

Getia first glanced at the unscrupulous boss, then turned her gaze to her cheap father.

Because, now that I think about it, I've been working for Solomon for so long, how come I've never even seen a penny in my hands?

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"Kiri, why is my salary only half that of an ordinary person?!"

"And Solomon, he actually used my money to tip online streamers! You bastard!"

"You two, stop right there! If you don't explain this clearly today, I'm not done with you!"

In a ramen shop in the alley, two adults were being chased around by a little boy with clenched fists, and the air was filled with a joyful atmosphere.

Do one good deed every day.

After successfully uncovering an illegal employment of child labor and a labor dispute, Samael nodded in satisfaction and, in a pleasant mood, slipped out of the ramen shop amidst the chaos.

The lingering spiciness kept sending amazing stimulation and heat through his mouth, so Samael grabbed an ice pop from a roadside stall to cool off, eating it while glancing back at the show.

"Five hundred yen apiece, thank you for your patronage!"

However, before Samael could even take a few bites, a powerful shout from behind almost made the ancient snake spit out the popsicle in its mouth.

Five hundred? You're robbing me!

Having lived in Fuyuki City for a considerable period of time, Samael was familiar with the prices of basic necessities like firewood, rice, oil, and salt.

The price of this cheap, no-name popsicle in my hand is clearly comparable to that of those unscrupulous vendors in tourist areas.

Even higher!

However, in the instant he turned to look back, Samael's anger turned into a hint of surprise as he stared in astonishment at the red-haired, red-eyed female merchant chasing after him for debt.

"Bazett, it's you?"

"Ah, Samael!"

Even the designated seal executor, who was caught red-handed while working in secret, was momentarily stunned.

As far as Samael could see, Bazett's light pink and white tank top looked rather risqué, with large areas of her smooth abdomen and shoulders exposed, giving off a strong impression of selling sex appeal.

Now he probably understands why these popsicles, priced at a staggering 500 yen each, can still sell.

The man's eyes flickered, and he asked in a low voice.

"Are you short of money dressed like that?"

"They're in short supply, really short!"

When the topic came up, Bazett immediately became bitter and resentful.

It turns out that since the end of the Fourth Holy Grail War, this designated seal executor, who was staying in Japan for some reason, has received several more missions from the Mage's Association headquarters.

However, seemingly due to bad luck, Bazett encountered numerous problems during the mission, forcing him to use all his skills in the fight.

As a result, after a thorough beating, this executor, whose combat power was off the charts, managed to catch up with his target several times, but repeatedly left the scene completely unrecognizable.

One after another, a villa, two offices, three houses, more than twenty sculptures, as well as a large number of municipal buildings such as streetlights, highways, and gardens were all destroyed.

With the return of the Age of Gods, the existence of magicians, heroic spirits, and mythical creatures has been exposed to the public.

Such severe damage, coupled with a group of eyewitnesses, cannot be simply dismissed as a "gas leak" or "gas explosion."

The matter reached the Clock Tower, and the Magic Association had no choice but to cover most of the compensation and politely ask the demolition office manager to find another job.

Of course, don't even think about getting a salary.

That meager salary wasn't even enough to cover a fraction of the compensation.

Thus, the once-glorious designated seal executor was abandoned by the tide of the times, and after much deliberation, decided to come to the more familiar Fuyuki City to make a living.

After all, the hourly wage in Japan is quite good.

Unfortunately, upon arriving at Fuyuki Airport, Bazette lost her wallet and even her identification documents as soon as she got off the plane.

She tried to get help from the Magic Association, but they made excuses and refused to offer her any assistance.

Well, okay, you could say it provided some "help".

Across the street, she received a list of debts related to the villa she had destroyed.

The villa's owner demanded that Bazett pay the debt alone.

Speaking of this matter, the designated seal executor was still somewhat indignant.

"Tch, how stingy!"

What did you do to them?

"Well, it was only 0.05cm off. I just shot her in the head and threw her into the pool twice."

Bazett muttered to himself, his thick-skinned nature making him somewhat dismissive.

……

Samael gestured to show the distance between the number and his head, and was speechless for a moment.

Seeing that someone's face seemed somewhat dark, the designated seal enforcer explained helplessly, equally frustrated.

"She came up so aggressively and attacked right away; I thought she was an accomplice of the target."

"So, you accidentally demolished her villa?"

Under the ancient serpent's questioning and gaze, Bazett, who had made a huge mess, lowered his head in embarrassment.

Trespassing, assault, premeditated murder, and damage to private property—these crimes combined, according to existing laws, and with a ruthless lawyer, could easily lead to decades in prison.

Although human laws cannot completely restrain mysterious forces.

However, the victim, who was able to directly instruct the Magic Association to take a small revenge on Bazett, must have a certain status in the mystery world.

"Do you remember the name of the person you messed with?"

"do not know."

Bazett shook his head, but then added some details based on his observations.

"However, she seems to be a rich young lady wearing a blue-themed dress, a blue headband, and long, naturally curly blonde hair."

Incidentally, this designated seal executor, who had been taught by Scáthach and often observed the world through the eyes of a warrior, couldn't help but add a professional comment, clearly delighted by the sight.

"To be honest, that kid's reaction and speed are pretty good. If we play a few more games and he gains more experience, I'm afraid it won't be so easy for me to win."

Blue dress...long, naturally curly golden hair...blue headband...explosive fighting power...

Adding to this, the appearance of a battle magician in Japan at this time...

With these attributes combined, Samair immediately guessed who was the mastermind behind Bazett's downfall.

It's most likely that person.

Luvia Serinta Edelfelt, the daughter and one of the next heads of the famous Finnish magic family, is known as "Finland's Rising Star," "The Hunting Dog of the Arena," and "The Crane Among Ladies" due to her superb fighting skills.

With the help of that aggrieved party, Bazette successfully saddled himself with a mountain of debt.

After Bazett recounted her recent situation upon arriving in Fuyuki City, Samael's gaze towards her went beyond mere pity; it was pure compassion!

To reach this level of misfortune, how miserable must one be? Is this woman cursed with bad luck? She's a jinx to everything!

Me? If I get entangled with her, will I also decline in status?

Well, it's a bit rude of me to think like that, but now the question is, what should I do after learning about this situation?

Without any assistance, Bazett has been forced to work illegally to pay off her debts, but for some reason, all sorts of accidents happen every time she goes to work.

For example, she dressed up as a maid and fed customers at a restaurant, almost causing a deep throat injury by stabbing a customer with a spoon...

While working on the construction, I used too much force and disassembled the entire assembly frame...

He followed residents who were throwing out trash to collect recyclables, and because he was so skilled at it, he was suspected of being a pervert who was stalking them...

As a result, Bazet not only failed to earn money from the debt, but also almost got arrested by the police.

Nonsense! Based on your brute force thinking and your exorbitant prices for forced sales, I would have called the police if I didn't know you!

When Samael heard about the workaholic's glorious deeds, he rolled his eyes and couldn't help but mutter to himself.

After venting about his unfortunate experiences, Bazett, who had recently been feeling down, became enthusiastic and full of energy again.

"Don't worry, these are all minor issues! Money can be earned by doing odd jobs! I can sleep in culverts if needed! I can even eat the grass by the roadside!"

Upon hearing Bazette's absurd and passionate declaration, Samael was at a loss for words, unsure whether to laugh or cry.

At the very end, Bazette, switching back to working mode, reached out to Samael with a businesslike attitude and without any hesitation.

"By the way, even though we're close, you still need to pay for the popsicle. 500 yuan, thank you for your patronage!"

Samael had long been familiar with Bazette's stubbornness, and shook his head helplessly, subconsciously reaching into his pocket.

But then, the man's face showed a slight surprise.

It seems he ran away in such a hurry this morning that he didn't bring any money with him.

(So, guess why the snake tried to escape in the ramen shop during the chaos.)

Having experienced the ups and downs of the workplace, this seasoned employee had developed a keen insight into discerning a customer's payment status. Noticing the subtle change on that face, his expression immediately changed.

No money? Sorry, we don't offer credit!

"What's the rush? Do I look like someone who's short of money?"

Samael swatted away the hand that was standing there in front of him and turned his head away in a low voice, looking annoyed.

Okay, not really.

Bazett looked the guy up and down, recalling his usual lavish spending and his extravagant spending during the Fourth Holy Grail War when he lost Fuyuki City by booking out the entire venue. Then, looking at his own penniless existence from head to toe, he felt even more depressed.

"Fine, considering our past relationship, this one's on me."

As the designated seal executor made the decision, he felt his heart bleeding and involuntarily closed his eyes in anguish.

"Damn it, that's a day's wages!"

"Daily salary 500?"

Samael's eyes twitched when he heard the outrageous labor prices; he was somewhat unwilling to believe it.

"Yeah! I finally found it after a lot of trouble, isn't it great?"

Bazette was quite pleased with himself, displaying an air of contentment.

Samael, recalling the woman's series of bizarre actions that nearly drove away customers, as well as her unregistered status, suddenly understood. He then raised an eyebrow and asked in a low voice.

"So how much do you actually owe?"

"Eighty million yen..."

At that moment, Bazett thought of the astronomical figures on the paper, and the passionate smile on his face froze. He replied dejectedly,

It's alright, the price is quite reasonable.

Samael nodded, temporarily abandoning his idea of ​​standing up for his old friend and renegotiating the price.

Although housing prices in Japan have declined year by year due to the real estate bubble, there are still some properties in prime locations that can cost hundreds of thousands of yen per square meter.

A proper apartment of over 100 square meters would cost at least tens of millions.

Moreover, the destroyed building was a luxury villa.

Regardless of the overall damage to the building, the damaged decorations and collections inside are definitely worth the price.

If I remember correctly, Rin Tohsaka once got into a fight with her arch-rival cousin, and a damaged vase in her villa was worth 560 million yen.

A full villa for 8000 million is a fairly reasonable price.

Clearly, with the Magic Association keeping her in check, Luvia didn't dare to go too far.

This amount is roughly what the designated seal executor, who comes from a prestigious family and should have some wealth, could come up with.

However, both sides clearly overestimated Bazette's ability to live independently.