Chapter 38: My Home Is Falling Apart. I Feel Like Crying (2)
Work at the Troubleshooter Office wasn’t particularly difficult once you got used to the eccentric clients.
After all, I couldn’t even speak, and aside from my telekinesis, I didn’t have any special talents. My job mostly involved guiding clients to the reception area, pretending to listen attentively to their stories, and occasionally serving coffee or tea.
Other tasks included refilling the snack jar when it was empty, running out to buy supplies, or helping with light cleaning. Compared to Raven and Alice braving the cold and snow to solve cases, my role was little more than a simple customer service gig—something anyone could do.
In fact, I often felt slightly guilty for getting paid to do so little.
“That’s quite strange... You’re saying the graffiti keeps appearing on your windows without explanation?”
“Yes! I’ve stayed up all night trying to catch the culprit, even set up a bunch of security cameras, but nothing works. I don’t know who’s behind it!”
“Hm. I’ll need to see the site myself to understand better. Alice, grab your coat. Let’s head out.”
“Yes, sir! Yuria, David, take care of the office while we’re gone. We won’t be long.”
“...!”
“If anything comes up, I’ll contact you immediately.”
After lunch, Raven and Alice left to investigate the client’s case, leaving just David and me behind at the office. Settling onto the couch, I let my thoughts wander.
‘At least David’s here this time. Last time I was left alone, a persistent client showed up, and it was a nightmare trying to keep them waiting until Raven got back.’