No One Could Last More Than Three Days at This Job

After stabling the white horse at the inn and paying for its feed,

Cui Ciyou took Ghislaine to the Adventurers' Guild in Roa City.

The guild hall was as noisy as ever. It seemed that Adventurers' Guilds were bustling no matter where they were.

Ignoring the curious looks from those around him, Cui Ciyou headed straight for the quest board.

Sure enough, a commission written on fine parchment in elegant handwriting hung in the most conspicuous spot.

[Highly paid position for a private tutor, responsible for teaching a noble young lady swordsmanship, arithmetic, reading, and writing.]

[Excellent benefits, with meals and lodging provided...]

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[Interested applicants, please come to the residence of Fittoa's lord, House Boreas Greyrat, for an interview.]

Cui Ciyou walked up to the guild counter, where a somewhat lazy-looking female receptionist glanced at him.

When she heard him asking about House Boreas's commission, a teasing smile appeared on her face.

"Oh? Another fearless warrior, huh?"

The receptionist yawned and lazily rummaged through a stack of documents.

"Let me see... Yep, this makes the fifth one this month."

"Of the previous four, the longest lasted three days. The shortest one... I think they were thrown out after only half a day."

Less than one a week on average. That was impressive.

Cui Ciyou could not help admiring her in his heart. He now had a brand-new, more vivid understanding of the destructive power of the young lady he had yet to meet.

Looks like my earlier worries were completely unnecessary. I was even wondering whether someone might beat me to it.

Now that I think about it, even if someone did get there first, I could just find a place to stay in Roa City and wait a week.

This private tutor recruitment notice would probably be posted again by then.

The original work mentioned that, aside from her etiquette teacher—Edna—and her later swordsmanship teacher—Ghislaine,

no private tutor had ever lasted more than three days under "Eris Boreas Greyrat."

So the receptionist's "one a week"

was probably already the limit of how quickly the lord's residence could recruit new tutors, rather than the limit of Eris's efficiency at driving them away.

It seemed that no matter what world one was in, there would always be troublesome brats and elders who spoiled them behind the scenes.

Cui Ciyou mused to himself.

"No wonder she was the 'Mad Dog' from the original work, a 'beast' famous among the nobility," Cui Ciyou could not help remarking.

After leaving the Adventurers' Guild, they did not need to ask around for the location of House Boreas.

After all, the Boreas residence stood in the center of town and was practically the largest building in the entire city.

It was so distinctive that even a newcomer could find it with ease.

Rather than a residence, it was more like a small castle. Its imposing grandeur was truly astounding.

Damn filthy rich people!

As he approached the castle-like structure, Cui Ciyou could not help being awed by the wealth and power of the Boreas Greyrat Family.

Its towering walls, exquisite carvings, and several guards at the entrance clad in full suits of fine plate armor and holding halberds all exuded a steady, imposing air.

Cui Ciyou and Ghislaine approached the gates and explained their purpose to the guards.

After registering them, the guards asked them to wait, then had the butler report to the head of the house.

After making the arrangements, the butler, Alphonse, had the manservant Thomas lead them into the residence.

Cui Ciyou studied Thomas. He remembered that, in the original work, Eris's kidnapping at the age of nine seemed to have been planned by this very man.

After entering the residence, Cui Ciyou was surprised to discover something.

Every maid here was a beastfolk, and every one of them was... quite voluptuous.

He recalled that in the original work, the Boreas Greyrat Family, as one of the four great Greyrat noble houses of the Asla Kingdom,

seemed to have a unique family preference: beastfolk and huge breasts.

Just as I thought. The Boreas are perverts obsessed with beastfolk and huge breasts, Cui Ciyou grumbled inwardly.

Still, the four great Greyrat noble houses of Asla all seemed to have their own peculiar tastes.

That was not particularly surprising.

Cui Ciyou and Ghislaine followed Thomas into the reception room, where two red sofas faced each other.

Thomas gestured for them to sit, then quickly brought over two steaming cups of black tea.

Just as they were about to relax for a moment and enjoy their tea—

"Bang..."

With a sudden loud crash, the reception room door was shoved open violently—practically slammed open.

"You two are the new private tutors?"

A burly middle-aged man stormed in. His rough tone and behavior made the very air seem heavy.

He looked to be in his forties or fifties, with several strands of white mixed into his brown hair. His knotted muscles stretched his luxurious clothing taut, giving him a fiercely imposing appearance.

After violently flinging open the door, he stared at Cui Ciyou and Ghislaine as though he disliked the sight of them and bellowed,

"I am the lord of Fittoa, Sauros Boreas Greyrat."

Though rather than speaking loudly, he was more accurately roaring.

Cui Ciyou set down his teacup, rose calmly, and replied evenly,

"I am Cui Ciyou. This is my companion. She has come with me to apply for the private tutor position."

"I am applying to teach reading, writing, and arithmetic. She is applying to teach swordsmanship."

Ghislaine followed with a brief introduction. "I am Ghislaine Dedoldia."

Sauros was greatly surprised when he heard the surname "Dedoldia."

He looked Ghislaine up and down, apparently quite surprised by her pure Dedoldia Clan bloodline.

"Oh—how rare! A Dedoldia, and from the royal family of the Great Forest—the Dedoldia Tribe."

He then turned to Cui Ciyou, the displeasure in his eyes entirely undisguised.

"A black-haired, black-eyed fellow is rare too. No surname—are you a commoner?"

"Are you Humanfolk or Demonfolk? And how capable are you?"

By the final question, the burly middle-aged man frowned.

"But that face of yours really gets on my nerves!"

Cui Ciyou was tall and lean, his flowing black hair hanging to his shoulders.

His delicate, almost exquisite baby face and slightly narrow phoenix eyes gave off an aloof air.

He wore black clothes and casually held an ordinary one-handed sword in his left hand, looking carefree and unrestrained.

An exceptionally handsome young man?

Sauros cursed inwardly.

The more I look at this brat, the more annoying he gets. He has exactly the sort of face women like. Some pretty boy?

From the corner of his eye, Sauros caught sight of the two voluptuous beastfolk maids standing by the door, their faces flushed as they secretly stole glances at Cui Ciyou.

That made him even more displeased. His gaze toward Cui Ciyou became increasingly hostile.

Ghislaine answered Sauros's questions and added her credentials.

"Master Certification in the 'Sword God Style, Sword King.' I studied under the current 'Sword God,' Gal Farion."

Cui Ciyou answered calmly as well.

"As for me, I suppose I am Humanfolk. Cui is my surname, and Ciyou is my given name. As for my strength... I am at Sword Saint Rank."

"Cui? The surname comes before the given name? That is a rare way of naming oneself." Sauros was clearly more interested in Ghislaine's title of Sword King.

"I've heard of you—the 'Black Wolf Sword King,' Ghislaine."

After saying that, Sauros burst into loud laughter.

"Is that so! Both of you are hired. Your monthly salary will be two Asla Kingdom gold coins."

As Sauros spoke, he slapped Cui Ciyou hard on the shoulder, with blatant malice.

He used enough force to make an ordinary knight stagger.

However—

Cui Ciyou's shoulder did not move in the slightest. The tremendous force vanished without a trace, like a clay ox sinking into the sea.

The smile on Sauros's face stiffened slightly, and a flash of surprise crossed his eyes.

Note:

The worldbuilding of Jobless Reincarnation was based on medieval Europe.

Given names came first, with surnames afterward.

Among Humanfolk, only nobles had surnames. Demonfolk seemed to all have surnames, with no distinction between nobles and commoners.

If the Demonfolk had to be divided into classes, it was probably based on strength.

Demon kings, demon emperors, and demon gods.

There were many demon kings, but only one demon emperor and one demon god. They were the main figures on the Demonfolk side during the Three Human-Demon Wars.

Demon Emperor—Kishirika Kishirisu

Demon God—Laplace