IRVB

“Hey, are you hungry?” A soft white bread appeared before me after I had starved for three days straight. After I devoured the forearm-sized bread right there, the villain gave me a wicked smile. “Now that you’ve eaten, shall we have a talk?” With just one piece of bread, my life was mortgaged to the villain. *** The man who gave me bread was a villain, And not just any villain, but one who held the position of Guild Master. Somehow knowing about my ability to see through things, he came and proposed a strange deal. “I provide food, you do work. It’s not a losing deal, right?” “Can I sleep somewhere warm? And you won’t hit me?” “Of course. Why would I hit something as small as a mouse? I’ll even give you gold coins.” “Great! But are you not going to eat that bread in your pocket? Give it to me.” One way or another, though he’s a bad guy, He seemed better than the orphanage director who made us beg and starve. So I took his hand. “Newbie. Can I touch your cheek just once?” “That’s 1 Brin (100 won) per touch.” “Gasp! That’s too cheap! Take my whole salary!” “…I was joking.” I thought I just had to do the assigned tasks, but the guild members’ affection seemed oddly excessive. *** I failed a request for the first time. The boss saved me when I almost got seriously hurt. “Boss, I haven’t succeeded yet.” I said while dangling from his side. “Is that what matters? Are you hurt or not?” “…Not hurt.” “Good then. Let’s go eat. I’m hungry.” They say villains have no blood or tears. The villain boss has become strange.