Chapter 429 - Food Stall (10)

"We need more containers!" I slammed the door open.

"We can't!" The president of the mana research club was about to cry.

Meanwhile everyone in the design club was used to this, not wasting time in refuting that they wouldn't be able to meet our orders. Taking everything they produced in the room, the mana research club members found how quickly their hard work was going away. Reminding them of their contract, I requested for double the number of containers by the next time I came. It was nice when we had more workers since we weren't as behind the orders anymore at the stall.

"Did you get the containers?" Oili asked me to unload them.

"They're still working on them," I placed them on the ground.

"And Henry sent me a message that we need double the number of smoothies and seafood balls we gave them ten minutes ago," I raised my voice enough for everyone in the room to hear.

"Double?" Ethan almost yelled.

"I'll have to take everything you have right now," I transferred all the containers of food into my inventory.

"You're overworking us!" One of the mana research members complained.

"We need to recruit more people," the new workers shouted.

"Focus on making more!" The president of the food and agriculture research club was used to this.

Teleporting to the stall, I found Henry, Sienna and Shelly almost out of their current supply. It was harder to meet the demand with every passing break since more rumors spread to the rest of the school about them. Even teachers from the elementary school section came to buy the food. Unloading my current supply, I helped them pass more orders onto the customers. Since I had the most mana, I was in charge of delivering all the supplies to each team.

"I don't know if we're going to last for the rest of the day," Sienna wiped some sweat off her forehead.

"Are they even trying to meet our demands?" Henry grumbled towards the new workers.

"I'll try to pressure them more," I teleported to the design club.

"I'm back," I found half of what I requested done.

"Where are the containers I asked for?" I narrowed my eyes.

"We don't have them," the president of the mana research club didn't look up from producing more.

"Well I need six times more of what you have right now by the time I come back or the penalties inside the contract may come in," I pretended to be in a dilemma.

"We're trying!" Everyone else inside this room felt they were being exploited.

"Well try harder, the people in the other team are complaining they'll completely run out of containers in the next three minutes," I recalled.

I teleported to the food processing team before more of them could complain it would be impossible. Almost feeling exhausted as the rest of them, I shouted to let them know, "the team at the stall told me they'll need ten times more than what you have right now."

"Ten times?" Oili's eyes widened as he gave more orders to the others.

"They're almost out again," I sighed.

"How?" Ethan had his energy drained.

"I'll try to help by recruiting more people," I looked through the list to find another club.

"I'll come with you," Ethan was determined to find more people to help.

This was how we were in front of the decorating club, another club I was confused how they were lacking funds. Maybe it was because we had ruined their most expensive purchases in the past. Not feeling any guilt when I had to decrease the amount of complaints, I kicked the door open, finding myself too tired to use my hands as usual.

"I am Rika de Impalia Roselia and this is Ethan de Enchantres, we're here to offer you a deal," I pulled out a contract.

"Please sign," Ethan placed the contract in front of their president.

"What if we don't want to?" The president of the decorating club crossed her arms.

"We know you need the mana research club's cooperation in procuring the item you've been desperately trying to get," he didn't hesitate to threaten them.

"If you don't sign, you can consider our collaboration gone," he passed them a pen.

Trying to keep our operations a secret, none of the clubs outside of this plan knew the true extent we were almost working each of our recruits to death. I guessed the decorating club really needed the mana research club's help since the president of the decorating club signed the contract while gritting her teeth. I brightly smiled with Ethan, about to lead half of them to the design club after Ethan chose the members to take with him to his own team.

"We have new recruits!" I laughed while the members of the decorating club seemed confused by the scene in front of them.

"Don't just stand there and come inside!" The president of the mana research club yelled at them.

"I'll come back after taking these with me," I found them barely managing to produce the number of containers I wanted.

Unloading the containers in my club room, Ethan had already integrated the members of the decorating club into working with the rest of them. The members of the food and agriculture research club have gotten a promotion, yelling at the newer workers to increase their pace while watching for any potential mistakes like a hawk. We didn't want our quality of food to decrease from their lack of effort.