Ace Hayate Alonzo
Hmmm, is this the right house? Oh, well, I pushed the doorbell.
Dingdonggggg ~!!!
(Who are they?) A voice came out from the speaker.
"Ace Hayate Alonzo, po."
The gate open and a maid went to my direction.
"Come inside, Sir."
We went inside the mansion. She accompanied me towards an office.
"Sir Ray, he is here, po."
"You may leave," the old man said to the maid.
I cannot see the old man's face because he facing the opposite direction and h is sitting on his office chair.
"Ace Hayate Alonzo," he said.
"Po?"
He turned around, oh, his hair is already white, hehehe.
"Do you want to work as a P.A. of my granddaughter?" he asked
"Opo," I answered.
"How old are you? Sit here," and he pointed one of the chairs in front of him. I sit down at the chair he pointed.
"16 year's old, po," I answered.
"Where are you schooling?"
"Uh, at Star Academy, po."
He looked surprised.
"What a surprise... Are you a new student of the academy, hijo?" he asked.
"Uh, opo. How did you know, po?" I asked.
"I'm the owner of that school," and he smiled.
Ah, owner of that school.
Wait! What?!
(O_____O)
O—O-owner?!
I'm dead, what if he will remove my scholarship?!
"Don't worry, I know you're a scholar."
Is he a mind reader?
"Uh, how did you know that I'm a scholar, po?" I asked.
"Of course I'm the owner of the school where you are going now. It's natural for me to know you're one of the scholars."
"Ahh, hehehe. Okay, po."
"So, you are going to apply as personal assistant of my granddaughter, can you handle it?"
"Maybe. Maybe I can handle it, po."
"Well, you're the first one who applied who has the same aged as her here."
"Ah, how much is the salary, po?"
"Hmmm, 10,000 pesos."
"10,000 pesos? That's huge, po."
"Uh, my granddaughter is difficult to handle. That's why the salary for being her personal assistant is that amount. Actually, you're the 59th person who applied for today," and he laughed.
Woah, 59?! That's a lot.
"But, did you hire someone already, po?"
"Out of the 59 persons who applied, I think you're the only one I can trust, hijo."
What did he said? Hahaha, I'm flattered. Hahaha.
"When am I going to start----"
"LOLO! DID YOU NOT HERE ME?! WE ARE GOING TO HAVE DINNER DOWNSTAIRS!" we looked at the one who shouted.
W---Wait, she's the girl earlier.
Ah, shoot. Don't tell me---
"YOU AGAIN?! Lolo, why are you letting random people come inside the mansion?! Don't tell me this guy is applying?!"
"Hey, Miss. Don't talk to your grandfather like that. You're not using 'po'. Why are you shouting? Your grandfather is in front of you. Just chill, Miss."
"Who are you to talk to me like that?" she asked coldly.
"Enough Rokia. Get out. Me and Hayate are still discussing something."
"F**k," she went out and slammed the door behind her.
"Sir Dizon, are okay, po?" I asked immediately.
"Of course. You'll start tomorrow. When you arrive tomorrow at school, go to the Principal's office."
"Okay, po."
"So, can you handle Rokia?"
"Uh, from the looks of it… I can handle it, po."
"Her past P.A.'s can't handle her."
"Uh, Sir, if you don't mind if I ask. But, why is her attitude like that?"
"Hmmm, because of her parent's death."
"Ahh... Sorry po..."
"No, it's alright..."
"Uh, it's getting late, po. Can I go home?"
"I'll tell the driver to escort you---"
"Don't worry, po. I used my bike."
"Oh? Then, get home safely, hijo."
"Thank you, po. I'll get going, po."