Chapter 4 Meeting The Little Big Boss

Katie's offer had already sold me, but I was scared of hearing the terms. Even if their organization valued me greatly, I doubt it would all be free.

"I didn't expect the Specialized Ranker's Agency to be so cheap."

Before Katie could go on, Jasmine took a jab at Katie's offer. While it was rude, I couldn't help but like it.

From what Jasmine was implying, she would make a more extensive offer. Jasmine here was looking prettier by the minute.

"800M Yearly, with a personal trainer within the top 100 in Combat Power. You will have priority with your request, and we will give you an artifact that will allow you to revive."

Holy shit! If there was a treasure that could give me an extra life. Then that would be worth a lot more than my pay.

Katie was there, stunned by how much Jasmine had offered me. Unsure whether to give a better offer. It was understandable. She probably needs permission from the higher-ups if she wants to offer more.

In the end, Katie sighed, knowing her offer would be rejected. Resigning to giving up, she left the room depressed.

"So, how about it?"

Jasmine sat there, happy to see all her competition gone. I was already satisfied with what I was given.

"What do you expect from me by giving me that much?"

There was no way I was getting everything for free. With how much Jasmine had whipped out. The expectation for me was higher.

"Starting with an EX ability is no ordinary feat."

It wasn't hard for someone to figure out my ability ranking was at the EX level. There were probably fewer than five people in this world to have one.

For me to step into third place in ability meant my ability was strong. While my ability was strong, I was still an average person. I could die from anything if I weren't too careful.

"First off, we need to know what your abilities are?"

I had contemplated whether I should tell her or not. After all, these people are going to be holding my life.

"Is it possible for you to keep it a secret? My ability is undetectable, so I prefer it to be kept a secret."

"I would have to call management for it."

"Then please do so."

The fewer people that know my power, the better. I would choose the option to keep my power a secret. A few minutes later, Jasmine, who was on the phone, came back.

"My boss will talk to you personally."

"Are we going now?"

"We will be there in just a moment, don't worry. It would only take a few seconds to arrive."

Did I mishear what she said? Only a few seconds? Suddenly Jasmine held a blue card and had us wrapped somewhere outside of a building.

I was amazed that we had teleported so suddenly. This place was unlike what I had seen before.

"Follow me."

Everything here looked digital. Outside had a green wall that disclosed this space. It was impossible to leave the perimeter.

Following Jasmine. The guard had let her in without even needing her identity. She must be well-known if that was the case.

Inside the place was a room full of white spaces, the workers here were all wearing black uniforms with a logo on them. This wasn't something where you would typically see in your everyday life.

After walking inside for ten minutes, we arrived at Jasmine's boss's office.

"Boss! I'm here!"

Jasmine shouted at the door loudly. Was Jasmine allowed to do that? Seeing how she was used to it probably meant that it was okay.

The door had opened right when Jasmine called. Inside, this place was much different than any other place I had seen.

Unlike the white walls, everything here was nicely decorated. But the room looked a bit childish. The walls were pink, and many cute dolls could be seen in the room.

But seeing this was an office, I looked at the woman sitting on her desk watching something while laughing. Jasmine beside me couldn't help but sigh.

"Boss, I brought in the person you wanted to meet."

Jasmine's boss, who was sitting down, looked at me. Unlike Jasmine, who has the right curves, she is petite.

Her blond hair, tied in a twin tail, and golden-colored eyes made her look like a cute child. But seeing that she was Jasmine's boss made me take this seriously.

"Charles Anderson, you certainly are an interesting one."

The blond little girl grinned wildly while observing me. She had her hands on her chin and kept on rubbing it.

"First off, please tell me your ability."

"Would it be possible only to be kept in this room?"

"I have the authority to keep the secrets of my underling."

I can't tell whether or not the little girl was telling the truth. It may be stupid of me to tell, but keeping it a secret would also hurt the relationship between the boss and the worker.

"If you're worried, I don't mind signing a geass."

Then that was fine. As long as she wasn't someone that would harm me, there was no harm in me telling.

I then looked at Jasmine while she offered me the deal. I met her twenty minutes ago. No sane person could instantly trust someone entirely within twenty minutes.

"Are you afraid of my subordinate leaking? She could leave or sign a geass. Jasmine here will be managing you the moment you start working."

"If she is curious enough, I don't mind her signing a geass."

With that said, Jasmine was curious to know what my ability was. The both of them then signed the geass, with a heavy punishment once broken.

"Now, all that is left is to tell us your ability."

"My ability is called Target Of Misfortune. It allows me to inflict misfortune upon a person I cast on."

It had taken me a while to speak, but in the end, I said what I needed to. Now I hope this won't bite me in the back.