Aside from her previous mistake, Sheele had broken things several times these past few days, whether she was helping in the kitchen or the dining area.
When she was assisting in the kitchen, she always mixed up salt and sugar. Luckily, there was no laundry to do in the kitchen. When washing dishes, she broke bowls. Once, while the chef was busy, she accidentally fell and crashed into him, ruining the stir-fry he had been making as well.
The fact that she had not caused a fire was already a blessing amid misfortune.
She was just that kind of absentminded airhead.
If things continued like this with Sheele... the owner's shop would probably go bankrupt before long, wouldn't it? So there was no choice... this kindhearted owner could only fire Sheele.
The owner was not a heartless person either. He generously paid Sheele all the wages she had earned these past few days, including the money that had been deducted.
But... no matter what, he would not let her work at his shop again.
Sheele had actually expected to be fired long ago. Before coming to this shop, she had already been dismissed by quite a few other businesses.
Even so, she still felt terrible, as though something were lodged in her chest and could not be released, leaving her deeply stifled.
"Were you... fired?"
Seeing Sheele lower her head without saying anything, Durandal suddenly thought of something and asked softly.
"...Yes."
Hearing Durandal's words, Sheele nodded lightly. She did not detect any mockery in Durandal's tone; it sounded more like comfort.
When she had left the shop with that meager pay just now, the pointing and whispering of the other restaurant workers had made her feel even worse.
"That Sheele was finally fired by the boss! If you ask