Chapter 7: Combat Suit
"There’s another thing we need to discuss," Alliah said as I got up off the floor to head to my room.
"What is it?"
"If you’re going to be involved in anything hero-related, there’s something you’ll need: a combat uniform. You can’t participate in the entrance exam without one. So basically, you have two choices: either buy one that’s readily available or pay for a custom-made suit."
"I don’t have any money to buy one. Can I just make it myself?"
"Personally, I don’t recommend that. All combat suits have to be approved by the Hero Service Association, and they are very strict. Most likely, whatever you make won’t pass their test."
If that’s the case, the best thing I could do was get a job to pay for it.
"Here’s a thought: why don’t you work for me?"
That was convenient; she was definitely planning this. This whole conversation felt rehearsed like she mapped it all out in her head before asking. But still, I decided to hear her out.
"What kind of work will I be doing?"
Her lips curved into a smile. "You’ll be my assistant. You’ll mostly deal with paperwork, but you’ll also have the added bonus of learning about the field you’re looking to get into. In exchange, I’ll pay for whatever combat suit you decide to have made."
To be honest, it was a fair deal. I had a feeling I would benefit more from this arrangement than she would.