Temporary Worker Kintoki!
Kintoki himself could not explain where his fear of Maid Miss came from... Strength was definitely an important factor.
But if it were entirely because of her strength, Kintoki refused to admit it.
When this woman got ruthless, she had even cut down the former shopkeeper—of course, whether she dared to do it was one thing, and whether she actually hit him was another.
The former shopkeeper and the current BOSS were no different, right? Why would he be afraid? Black Soul Great Manager could not possibly be stronger than the BOSS... At worst, he would die and be done with it. He had lived long enough anyway.
So... why exactly was he afraid of Maid Miss?
It was a question he had never been able to answer... He simply felt especially uncomfortable around this woman, as if they were natural enemies. Every part of him was suppressed by her.
In short, Kintoki classified this feeling as something like the oppressive presence of a strict mother, or the domineering control of a perfect older sister... and so on.
"...What? That old bastard's Black Card is actually real?! That's impossible!"
The moment Kintoki turned around, he had already thought of what to say. His brain, which had shriveled to barely the size of a mung bean, was frantically growing new cells.
Maid Miss merely watched him with a smile and said nothing.
Kintoki was panicking inside, but still forced himself to hold his ground. "That's impossible, Miss You Ye. There must be something fishy about it!"
"Oh?" Maid Miss was not in a hurry. Instead, she seemed interested in hearing what twisted logic this fellow could come up with. "Then tell me. What's fishy about it?"
The reason she was not in a hurry was that... the