"Root, I know this is asking a lot, but could you help keep an eye on my teacher?" Chen Luo turned and asked the person beside him.
"Me?" Root pointed at herself in disbelief.
You wanted me—a holographic projection that couldn't even touch him—to keep watch over a Transcendent?
"Seriously, why was I suddenly called in for overtime? What are you standing around for, little sister? Do you need me to teach you how to work at the bar?" After complaining to Chen Luo, Natasha turned to ask Bronie, who was holding a set of server's clothes.
If not for the generous overtime pay Chen Luo offered, there was no way Natasha would have come.
"Ah? Oh." Bronie glanced at Natasha, then at the somewhat familiar decor, feeling as though a lifetime had passed.
"Chen Luo said a newcomer would be joining the bar. I didn't expect you to come with your own server uniform. At least that saves me from making one for you. Don't worry, don't be nervous. There's very little work to do at the bar, and the customers are all quite polite." Natasha assumed Bronie was unfamiliar with the bar's atmosphere and tried to reassure her.
"No, that's not the point." Bronie shook her head while clutching her clothes.
"The whole reason I left the screen was because I didn't want to spend my entire life working as a server in a bar, but after getting out of the screen, you're making me work as a server in a bar again?"
"What's the difference between that and never leaving the screen?"
And not only was the job unchanged, even her coworker was the same—Xiola! A Xiola who didn't even know her!
"God of Wishes, I'm going to punch you until you start crying!" Bronie shouted toward