Old Oti left in a fluster, while Dennis remained standing there in silence.
Stelle looked at him, thinking he was upset because his job had been taken. To reassure him, she said, "Don't worry. You haven't been fired."
But Dennis's reaction was nothing like Stelle had expected.
The lobby manager suddenly burst out laughing, looking at Stelle as though she were completely nuts.
It reminded Stelle of the looks Bailu and the others had given her when she drank fermented mung bean juice on the Luofu, except Dennis's gaze held an extra dose of gloating.
"...Hahahaha!!" The lobby manager laughed so hard he had to clutch his stomach. "Now I've seen everything! Who would've thought I'd live to see something this wonderful?!
"You're a true saint, my Nameless friend! In all my years on the job, this is the first time I've seen someone volunteer to work another person's shift!
"Well then, I'll leave things here to you-to tell you the truth, I still have an unfinished mission in Golden Hour-"
With that, Dennis turned to leave.
Stelle hurriedly stopped the overjoyed worker. "Hold on-what about the handover?"
"...Huh? Handover? What handover?" Dennis looked at Stelle in confusion, then seemed to realize something. "Hahaha, you must be joking! You don't actually think this job requires any specialized knowledge or qualifications, do you?
"Trust me! With what you've got going for you, all you need to do is stand here and keep smiling-everything else will fall into place! That's right, just go with the flow.
"Well then, I'll leave everything here in your hands. Have fun...uh, no, I mean, enjoy your shift!"
Dennis left in high spirits, fleeing the Reverie's front desk at a speed almost too fast for the naked eye to follow-one could only hope that was a burst