A... A janitor?
Han Sumei, who had been brimming with superiority, had even fantasized about getting a manager position.
It was a precious identity card, after all. Even a slightly lower position, like a supervisor, would have been nice.
But she never would have imagined...
The so-called identity card was for a janitor? And she had to clean toilets?
She'd already been sweeping floors for days at the Shadowy Shop. Now, in a new instance, she was back to cleaning toilets?
'Is it my destiny to be stuck with toilets?'
The faint smile on Han Sumei's face froze, replaced instantly by a look of sheer panic. A potent mix of shame and anger welled up inside her, making her wish she could just bury her head in the sand.
Her face turned pale, and a large bead of sweat trickled down her cheek. She couldn't stop herself from asking frantically, "My lady, are you sure you didn't misread it?"
"My husband gave me this identity card. He's a Fierce Ghost, you know."
"How could it possibly be for a janitor?"
The Ghost Supervisor heard this and tossed the identity card back to her like a piece of trash.
Then, she said with a sneer, "This identity card *is* for a janitor."
"Furthermore, this is from a long time ago, back when the Blood Moon Restaurant was preparing for some distinguished guests and had to hire extra cleaning staff."
"Your Fierce Ghost husband must have spent a lot of ghost coins on this identity card, didn't he?"
"What an idiot. He got scammed and didn't even realize it."
"Whatever. Since it's come to this, I'll make you the janitorial supervisor."
'Janitorial supervisor?'
Han Sumei felt like she was on an emotional rollercoaster.
It was still a janitorial position, but at least she was a supervisor. That was far more prestigious than whatever Yun Zhenyue and the others had.
Hearing this good news just as she was plunging into despair, she snapped out of it and asked eagerly, "So, my lady, how many janitors are there in the restaurant?"
"Just you."
"Huh?!!"
The Ghost Supervisor stated flatly.
'How can I be a supervisor if I'm the only janitor?!!'
Han Sumei was on the verge of a breakdown.
"Can't I get a different position?" she asked, steeling herself.
"No."
The Ghost Supervisor gave her a cold look.
"Did you really expect a lowly rat like yourself to get a good job?"
"Were you hoping to be a department head? Or a manager?"
"The fact that you're a janitorial supervisor is already a sign of my pity."
The other women present could barely contain themselves.
Before Yun Zhenyue had arrived...
...they had all listened to Han Sumei brag about her identity card.
She'd gone on about how her husband doted on her, giving her the most precious identity card he could find.
She'd also claimed that if it wasn't a manager position, it would at least be a department head.
Back then, they had all been incredibly envious.
They cursed the fact that their own partners hadn't gotten them identity cards.
And now?
They were all enjoying the show.
...
Seeing this unfold...
...the audience from the Great Cold Country collectively lost their minds.
They had been hyping it up for so long.
Only to find out that Han Sumei's identity card was for such a terrible position.
Janitors usually do the dirtiest, most exhausting work for the least amount of pay.
If she hadn't even shown the card, she would've at least been a waitress.
Wasn't this a total slap in the face?!!
[Aish, that stupid woman! She never should have trusted that bastard Piao Dagen!]
[What an idiot! Stupid to the core!]
[The supervisor at the Blood Moon Restaurant is targeting our Great Cold Country!]
[From now on, players from the Great Cold Country should boycott the Blood Moon Restaurant! Let it go out of business!]
[But it's not like our players get a chance to go there anyway.]
[You bastard! The Great Cold Country is the greatest in the world! How could we possibly be unable to even go to a single restaurant?]
The Great Cold Country audience's humiliation turned to rage.
Much to the amusement of the other countries' audiences.
The people of Dragon Country, meanwhile, offered their own simple and unvarnished opinions.
[Piao Dagen is a ghost from the Great Cold Country too. You can only say that Han Sumei's personality is just like his.]
[Yeah, all talk. The moment it's time for action, their true colors show.]
[I really don't get how people from the Great Cold Country can be such a contradiction—so arrogant yet so insecure.]
[You can see it plain as day in their sportsmanship.]
[It's an inherent flaw in all people from the Great Cold Country. A leopard can't change its spots.]
...
Han Sumei stood behind the other women, her face pale.
Even just looking at their backs,
...she could practically feel their ridicule.
Just then, Yamada Aiko took out the blood-stained IOU.
Instead of giving it to the manager as her husband had instructed, she handed it to the Ghost Supervisor.
"My lady... my husband gave me an IOU. Please take a look—"
The Ghost Supervisor took the IOU.
Her expression immediately grew more serious.
She glanced toward the kitchen, then said, "This is an IOU from the cook."
"In that case, you can go to the kitchen and help with food prep."
"He shouldn't give you any trouble."
At these words...
...Yamada Aiko's eyes lit up with joyful surprise.
Food prep was a great job, after all!
She wouldn't have to interact directly with the ghostly patrons like the waitresses did!
The work was also fairly easy!
And if she got hungry, she could probably sneak a bite to eat without anyone noticing.
Yamada Aiko said respectfully, "Thank you, my lady."
Her new job made all the other women envious.
They didn't have any items good enough to get them special treatment.
Even Count Blood Banquet's partner was out of luck, as his connections didn't extend to this place.
"That's so great."
"I wish I could do food prep. Then I wouldn't have to face the customers."
"Sigh... Why isn't my husband Yugong Tian? I don't care if he's a Kappa; being useful is all that matters."
Hearing the whispered words of envy from behind her,
...a hint of pride inadvertently touched Yamada Aiko's normally cool and detached expression.
Soon,
...all the women present had been assigned jobs.
Most of them were assigned as waitresses.
One who was skilled in accounting became an accounting assistant.
Only Yun Zhenyue remained.
"You... It seems there are no other positions left. You can be a—"
'The waitress positions are full.'
Just as the Ghost Supervisor was about to assign Yun Zhenyue a role as a greeter,
...she suddenly detected a familiar aura coming from her.
This aura was incredibly familiar, as if she had encountered it somewhere before.
She had felt something was off earlier.
Every time she looked at the woman, she got the feeling she was facing a superior.
At first, she thought she was just on edge from the earlier scare.
But now, looking closer, the feeling was still there, faint but undeniable.
The Ghost Supervisor finally took a serious look at Yun Zhenyue.
The next moment—
When she truly saw Yun Zhenyue's face...
...her eyes shot wide open, her pupils contracting as if she'd been struck by lightning.
Her pale lips parted, but no sound came out—only a weak, trembling breath escaped.
"M-Manager?"
'This aura... there's no mistaking it!'
'It's the Manager's aura!'
Cold sweat beaded on the Ghost Supervisor's forehead. She couldn't believe she had actually run into the Manager.
And without any prior notice, no less.
'Is this one of those unannounced spot-checks?'
'No notice, no announcements, no briefings, no reception—straight to the front lines, straight to the scene!'
'Is she here to see the true state of the Blood Moon Restaurant?'
"P-Please wait a moment... I'll go get the General Manager."
...
This scene did not go unnoticed by the global audience.
Everyone had a feeling that something big was about to happen.
The audiences from the Great Cold Country and the Sun Country smirked.
[They probably ran out of jobs, so the Ghost Supervisor is getting the manager to kill her.]
[Looks like even though Sumei is a janitor, at least her life is safe.]
[When she gets out, that identity card of hers will be an extremely precious item!]
[Future players from our Great Cold Country who go in for the matchmaking can even inherit the position.]
[Wait, did I hear that right? Did the supervisor just address her so respectfully?]
[Idiot. She brought a fake property deed. The Ghost Supervisor is obviously pissed. Why would she be respectful?]
...
In stark contrast,
...the Dragon Country audience was panicking!
[Why is she getting the manager? Did Yun Zhenyue do something wrong?]
[No way... Don't tell me she's getting the manager to punish her?]
[*Hiss*... The ghost General Manager of the Blood Moon Restaurant is brutal. I remember in one of the previous matchmaking events, a woman from the Monkey Country accidentally spilled a bowl of soup on his shoes and he killed her on the spot.]
[Oh no... She just didn't bring an item. That's not a reason to kill her, is it?]
[We're screwed, we're so screwed! Gu Yuan, where are you?! Save her!!!]