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Your current performance evaluation is an A.
And With this, you are very likely to be promoted to 5th-grade official in the future.
The Empire comnds your recent excellent performance. We hope you continue to illuminate our realm.
- For Ascal Debrue
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Crumpling the performance notice and tossing it into the trash, Ascal was in deep thought.
These days, nothing seed to go right.
It was as if destiny itself was coercively urging him to devote his life to the Empire.
However, rebelling against fate was the true path that a human should pursue.
Even if he stumbled and fell, he was determined to spectacularly ss things up, get fired from his administrative position.
Then, in the warm southwest of the Kelli Kingdom, hed strike it rich with a chicken skewer shop and enjoy a leisurely retirent.
Today, you have two tasks to handle.
Lia handed the docunts to Ascal, who had just finished his morning motivation routine.
This was the first real work in quite so ti.
Ascal skimd through the papers with the desperation of a starving dog licking a bowl.
The first is a dispute over an empty land in the shopping district, and the second involves an illegal street stall run by a witch.
Cant we just remove the illegal stall?
It seems they fear being cursed by the witch. That's why the matter has even been passed to us.
What is this...?
Listening to Lias explanation, Ascal glanced at the docunts and quickly grasped the gist of the content.
The Imperial market district was always bustling, a tempting spot for rchants to set up shop. But space was perennially scarce. So, when a vacant lot beca available, three bidders jumped at the opportunity.
1. A renowned pastry chef, hoping to open a trendy dessert shop.
2. A rancher managing a vast pasture, desiring to establish a butchers shop, providing at directly from his herd.
3. A chef from the countryside, whose dream is to run a small restaurant.
Not sure if this will aid your decision, but both the pastry chef and rancher have sent gifts. They hope you will view them favorably.
Send them back.
Understood.
Lia, without a word, took the bribes away. Up until now, any bribes received were consistently passed on to Eileens orphanage, but accepting them in this case would be tricky. After all, the third chef was going to be chosen anyway.
The countryside chef, Hanson.
A person Ascal rembered.
For a while, Hanson scrambled around the market district, grabbing at opportunities and engaging in nial labor. Eventually, after several years and accruing so debt, he opened a small shop.
And the shop becos a hit.
Renowned among food enthusiasts, Hansons place even confidently listed itself on the must-visit restaurant list for anyone in the Empire. It was a significant success.
I should definitely choose Hanson.
But there was a twist.
At so point, people in the Empire began falling ill. And they all had one thing in common, they all dined at Hansons place.
In fact, Hanson had been sprinkling magic stone dust, greatly enhancing the addictive quality of his food.
In turn, diners accumulated the impure magical dust in their bodies, eventually developing illnesses.
For that cri, Hanson was executed, and the market district nearly collapsed.
The magic stone dust poisoning incident beca a scandal of considerable scale, dominating the citizens discourse for a good while.
Moreover, a scandal of this magnitude had the potential to entirely overturn current evaluation departnt. And with a bit of luck, it could even result in being kicked out of the managent.
Keeping in mind the potential for it to blow up even further, preparations had been made, even practicing expressing outrage and wailing over the injustice of it all.
The preparation was flawless.
Ascal spoke to Lia, who had returned after sending back the bribes.
Grant the permit to the countryside chef.
Understood.
Even though it was an unexpected choice, Lia followed without offering any further opinions.
Honestly, Lia was extrely proficient as an assistant. Whenever sothing was needed, she had it ready, and when a break was desired, she brought snacks and coffee.
It was almost puzzling how soone like her could darken into a tyrant, causing the downfall of the empire.
Well, its none of my concern.
Ascal stretched out, leaning back comfortably in his chair.
It was a legitimate ti for a nap.
Relaxing and letting his body unwind, sleep gently approached.
The Empire needs you.
At that mont, the words of Viscount Yorick echoed in Ascals head.
I apologize, Viscount Yorick. Well, its not like I promised anything. I have to make a living too, dont I?
It seed like, after a long ti, he would be able to enjoy a pleasant nap.
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As expected, Hansons restaurant was a hit.
Dishes that reinterpreted food from other regions successfully captured the needs of the citizens, and custors poured in faster than anticipated through word of mouth.
It even reached a point where, unless one made a reservation a week in advance, it was impossible to get a al at the restaurant.
I also want to try eating at The Hanson again. The reservations are fully booked for the entire month this ti... Considering that you, manager-nim granted permission, could you possibly ask?
That would be an illicit solicitation.
Thats so an.
Sushia grumbled as she organized the docunts.
But on second thought, trying a al at The Hanson didnt seem like a bad idea.
By now, the side effects of the magic stone dust should be starting to show. Ascal wanted to check if the plan was progressing well.
If you want to try it that much, Ill ask.
As expected from the Empires sleeping dragon, my light, the hope of Departnt 3, Manager Ascal-nim. I knew I could count on you.
Although the flattery was excessively over the top to the point of absurdity, Ascal let it slide and sent a letter to Hansons restaurant.
The reply ca quickly.
...Its a bit much.
Did he think about it to this extent?
Regardless, Ascal stood up from his seat and spoke to the employees of Departnt 3.
Anyone who wants to have a company dinner at The Hanson after work today, raise your hand if youre participating.
It was unanimous.
Even Lia shyly raised her hand. Ascal stared intently at her. Lia averted her gaze.
I want to try it too.
Alright.
It seed that even the future tyrant couldnt make side comnts when it ca to delicious food.
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The Hanson.
Living up to a restaurant that bore the chef and owners own na, it boasted a unique ambiance even without having tasted the food yet. Thoughtfully arranged to consider custor flow, with an interior that was neither too much nor too little.
It wasnt without reason that it was temporarily touted as the most sought-after restaurant in the empire in the future.
Ascal-nim. Ive always wanted to et you in person. I have not forgotten the favor of recognizing this naless country bumpkin.
Upon entering the restaurant, Hanson, the owner, warmly welcod Ascal and his party.
Its all thanks to the owners excellent skills. I just did what I had to do.
No, no. When I checked later, those two offered expensive bribes, and I alone applied empty-handed. Thinking about it retrospectively, how foolish I was... Im grateful to be able to repay the favor now.
Hanson carefully took a small bundle out of his pocket. For a mont, an unusual glint of gold shone between the gaps of the weighty bundles opening.
I just accept the sentint.
Ascal had a firm standard when it ca to accepting bribes. Hed accept without a second thought if it was essentials or food gifts, but money was likely to cause trouble.
sob
Then, Hanson suddenly sat down on the spot and began to shed tears.
Is he taking it this hard just because I didnt accept the bribe?
Ascal was taken aback.
Ive been cooking all my life. But running a restaurant, its not always about being good at cooking that ensures success. Ive been scamd trendously over the years. Ive also harbored much resentnt toward a world that couldnt recognize .
Hanson began to spill his lifes trials and tribulations.
You, Ascal-nim, are the only one who has truly recognized thus far. If you ask to hand over the restaurant, I will.
Will you really hand it over?
sob ...Actually, that would be difficult.
Tsk.
He shouldnt have said it in the first place.
A slightly awkward Hanson guided Departnt 3 to the most expensive special room on the second floor.
Of course, I will not accept paynt for the food. Please enjoy our restaurant at ease.
Hanson spoke with confidence. It seed like the pride of a chef was shining through.
Wow. Connections really are the best. Ill have to brag to the others later.
Sushia scanned the special room with an impressed mutter.
If caras existed in this world, she seed ready to snap dozens of photos.
Conversely, Lia quietly pulled out a chair from the dining table, signaling for Ascal to sit.
Take notes.
Hmph. Im not the assistant to the manager-nim, you know.
Secretly placing Sushia at the top of the ntal layoff list, Ascal took his seat.
Now was the ti to focus.
To see if the food would co out mixed with magic stone dust or not.
Even if he couldnt differentiate it, Lia, who was sensitive to magic, should be able to.
Soon, the appetizer was served.
Without even suggesting that her superior try it first, Sushia disrespectfully began to eat the appetizer.
This is really delicious, manager-nim. You should try it too huh?
Sushia stopped speaking as if sothing was odd, and then began to cough violently.
Aghack!
What she spat out was a viscous black blood.
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