Not that I'm evil, but his eyes often understand and glance the other way. Is he this shy? The slightly messy hair was even more unconvincing. Pluss, his body is rather thin. I mean… instead of looking like a grown man, he looks like a failure. A man who can't even take care of himself!
The first day I gave him directions, Munekata-san was an obedient person and never backed down in the slightest. It makes the path of training easier, and I can immediately hand Munekata-san a single task.
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The fifth day, the development looks quite drastic. Technically the basics of company sales, Munekata-san quickly got the hang of it. Even Munekata-san has been able to bring in a client or two in three days at the office. That's really amazing for beginners.
Well, I once asked him if he really had never worked before. He says no and glanched the other way. But it seems my initial assessment was quite off the mark. I started to doubt my own abilities.
“Ahahaha! that… it's true. I-I was previously unemployed for three years. I don't count part-time work as experience though. More precisely… for the cost of eating and renting an apartment,”
“Hm… even if you say that…. Apartments in the Edogawa area are still around 50 thousand yen, you know! But frankly speaking, you are good at negotiating, Munekata-san,”
At that time he just kept quiet without telling further and smiled a little like an elementary school child. I feel… he has other reasons.
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After about a month…,
I'm starting to notice Munekata-san's flaws. He just lacks confidence when dealing directly with clients. Munekata-san often lost arguments during discussions, I really paid attention to that.
Is it bad? Not really. As her manager, I still rate Munekata-san as more special because of her dexterity in negotiating in writing, even if not face to face. I started to change my attitude so that Munekata-san would be more disciplined. It seems, uncle's eyes are never wrong in judging people.
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As time went on, I felt a little guilty towards him. Until I asked myself when I told him to get out of my sight.
“Now, I ask you to try to win the client's heart! You just need to lead the discussion to the end. If you do this diligently and patiently, I'm sure your contract will be liquidated. Target is responsibility, Munekata-san!”
“I-I… understand. I will fight harder,"
(Am I not being too rude?) I asked deep within myself.
I honestly feel guilty. I've never been that strict in my life. Of course I want Munekata-san to develop more, but how do I talk to him?
Why do I, who have no experience with men, have to deal with this kind of thing? Does god hate me?
Walking towards Munekata-san's fourth month of work…
I'm still repeating my attitude to him. Still cold and harsh apart from myself being a bit apologetic.
Suddenly…
Things got worse when my uncle called me on the phone. Which means procedurally, it's precarious.
“Hello uncle? What is it?"
"Mitsue-kun, I have something to tell you. I will come to your place this afternoon to discuss something, thank you."
Uncle immediately hung up the phone.
I, who was sitting in front of the computer with loads of work, put my phone back on the table, feeling like I wanted to slam it. How is it possible that my problems are always increasing?
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It's time for lunch. I had to postpone or ignored my rest schedule. We discussed a lot. These important matters, among others, are related to which sales employees whose performance has decreased and which sales employees are involved in embezzling company funds.
We talked at length and I tried my best not to talk about embezzlement. Anyway, I don't want to speculate either.
By the way, I was trying to protect my subordinates, but Uncle still insisted. So I submitted some data on the names of sales workers whose performance had dropped.
Of course… Munekata-san is not included. And I'm sure uncle also understand that.
Then accidentally as I was about to exit… I almost bumped into Munekata-san.
As usual he was always polite and friendly. He's the naivest person I've ever met. Maybe he overheard some of our conversation earlier. As soon as possible I left before he asked something troublesome.
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After that until the evening, I was without a break busy with work. Covering the mistakes of my subordinates can already be considered a curse. It's like I'm like an umbrella that gets showered with acid rain every day.
Maybe I'm thinking of just giving up? But what about Munekata-san?
Since meeting him Munekata-san has always been worried about my situation. Like…
"K-kashiwagi-san…, is there anything I can help you with?"
"You come home late again, Kashiwagi-san?”
Or…
“A-are you all right? I-if you don't mind… I might come in handy,”
There's nothing wrong with that. But in various conditions and mood situations, sometimes it sounds uncomfortable and annoying. But after rejecting it, there is always a feeling of regret. Worried that I really need his help or something.
Munekata-san also often comes home at night. I don't understand if that's the reason he came home at night because he was waiting for me? But when I noticed from my seat, he always tried to cover up the sales achievement target. Even that night, he was facing the final boss. Discuss with Enomoto-san.
Seeing him try so hard keeps me motivated to keep helping him. Enomoto-san is a stubborn and firm client.
I once spent a week discussing it with Enomoto-san, but ended up failing. If you ask why we try so hard? Well, that's because we want to unlock sales potential in the Okinawa area. And Enomoto-san, has a fairly large shop located in the middle of a street that is often passed by domestic or foreign tourists in Okinawa.
That way I can continue my work. Maybe until 10pm? Or 11 pm? I dunno, maybe I even forgot to eat lunch?
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>>> Eijiro Munekata (POV)
(Fuuh… Is this okay?)
My heart felt bad again leaving Kashiwagi-san who seemed to be in trouble.
#Krook…~
My stomach suddenly sounds natural trombone. Is this because my mind is not abysmally? I immediately got into the elevator and pressed the number one button.
After that, I did fingerprint attendance, then quickly headed to a soba shop near my apartment. I just walked around to the back, then straight to the three-junction, approximately 1.5 km.
"Konbanwa~ Yoichibei-san, a bowl of soba with fried shrimp, please!"
“Ah, as always, ready!”
Yoichibei-san's shop is small with hanging red banners in the shape of twelve rectangles with the words “Shiawase” which means happiness, and two exotic orange red hanging lanterns. I always feel comfortable here, the soba is made in the traditional way.
While sitting on a long wooden chair without a back, I suddenly realized that someone else was stealing my start. Masutaro Yamashita was eating soba and was seen colliding with two bowls. While in front of him there was a full bowl again.
“Konbanwa~ Yamashita-san…”
“Ah, Munekata-san, please…”
We chatted casually.
“Well… it can't be helped, uahahaha! It's a little embarrassing for you to watch me eat the third bowl! Besides, I've been busy lately! Uahahahaha!”
Yamashita-san always laughs easily when he eats soba. He said that soba was his late wife's favorite food.
“You must really like soba, ehehe…,”
Ten minutes later, Yoichibei-san brought the soba and fried prawns I ordered.
"Yamashita-san, when you've been here, you've never ordered one bowl! You should know that, Munekata-san!” Yoichibei-san babbles at me as if in a whisper even though his words can be heard.
“Hey, hey, you should know that every my blood flow there is soba in there, my friend! Uahahahaha!”
"Ha ha ha ha! Obiously!”
That's the jokes and conversations in the style of gentlemen that I don't quite understand. They have a rather boring sense of humor.
It was only after our bowls of soba had been finished that Yamashita-san's aura seemed different. His tone was serious.
“Muneka-no, Eijiro-san…,”
(W-what? W-why he looks so serious?)
“Y-yes…, Yamashita-san?”
Yamashita-san sipped his hot tea for a while.
"Isn't Mitsue working too hard?"
“Y-yes… I've always felt Kashiwagi-san… only had so little down time. But…, I-I have offered her help many times, but… Kashiwagi-san always refuses…”
"That's how normally... you do not need to feel guilty. The girl often even forgets to take care of herself. Forgetting frequent mealtimes and such, what a shame! She is just a child who needs firmness. The problem is, who dares to be strict with her? It reminds me of people I know."
Yamashita-san looks worried and sad. After that, we both left. When I heard those words just now, I felt even more anxious.
(As expected. I'm worried for Kashiwagi-san!)
I immediately ran to konbini (Conveinience Store) to buy tuna and plum Onigiri, half a liter of warm lemon tea, special cup ramen, pudding, and matcha milk.
Then I immediately rushed back to the office to meet Kashiwagi-san. I hope… Kashiwagi-san is still there!
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