I am standing in front of the fashion department.
"I don't want to go inside," I grumble to myself. I shouldn't have attended that funeral. I shouldn't have yelled at that reporter. A mistake can cost everything. I have been making mistakes frequently. I even slept with that Kamiyama Bastard.
I jump when someone taps on my shoulder. It's a beautiful tall girl in a short black dress.
"Who are you?" She asks me curiously.
"New employee," I answer her.
"You mean, the errand girl." She widens her eyes. She is wearing blue lenses. "The last one resigned a week ago. I didn't think that we will get one soon."
Errand girl? Of all the fake jobs, he hired me for an errand girl. Haha. Wait, you evil Kamiyama. Just you wait. I am going to give you a taste of your own medicine.
