Aoyama Nanami probably didn't know that he had come down from the top floor to this place a few minutes earlier, and he had just happened to see her anxious expression and movements outside the glass wall.

"Hello, Ms. Aoyama, welcome." Seeing that she was still a little surprised, Sakurakoji Saitaka spoke first.

"Mr. Sakurakoji, you are not... "

Although she had expected it, when Aoyama Nanami actually saw Sakurakoji Saiki's figure, her pupils widened and her expression froze completely. She never expected that the young master the maid had mentioned was actually Sakurakoji Saiki.

Doesn't this mean that Mr. Sakurakoji is an even more remarkable person than he thinks?

Although she had long noticed that Sakura Koji's talent was mysterious and he didn't seem like an ordinary person, she never expected that he was actually a young master from a wealthy family. Is this some kind of urban romance drama?

She suddenly had a déjà vu feeling that when she was in trouble, a friend would suddenly say that he was no longer pretending, that he was a billionaire, and that he would come clean and then casually solve her predicament.

"I am the owner of this apartment, and also the interviewer who is interviewing Ms. Aoyama today."

"Please don't be shy, have a seat."

Nodding, Sakurakoji confirmed her idea and gestured for her to sit in the seat opposite him.

"okay."

really!

Aoyama Nanami felt a pang of sorrow in her heart and sat down with trepidation. But the sofa was softer and more bouncy than she had expected, and the way her body pressed against it almost made her gasp. Fortunately, she managed to restrain herself.

"Don't be nervous, Miss Aoyama," Sakurakoji comforted her, seeing that her expression remained stiff.

"Although this is an interview, as I said before, I believe you are fully capable of doing this job, so the real purpose today is just to get to know each other."

"Simply put, it's just a formality."

"Huh? I got accepted?" Aoyama Nanami, forgetting her nervousness, exclaimed in surprise as the unexpected good news overcame her anxiety.

"Yes, if you have no objections to the job and compensation."

The sudden good news made Aoyama Nanami beam with joy, her excitement overflowing. But soon, another kind of entanglement and unease arose.

"But is it really okay? Just choosing me like this?" After gritting her teeth and hesitating, she voiced her concerns.

"I know Mr. Sakurakoji wants to help me, but if I really can't adapt to this job, please don't mind and just say so!"

"I don't want to cause you so much worry because of my own reasons."

Her earnest and competitive nature makes her unwilling to take advantage of others, especially when it comes to using connections without the ability to do so. She finds such behavior shameful and refuses to accept it.

Sakurakoji, appreciating her performance, nodded secretly. Her personality was quite endearing, and he responded with a smile.

"Of course, it's not a very difficult job. Although there are some things you need to learn, I believe you can do it."

"I don't help just any acquaintance unconditionally. The reason I chose Ms. Aoyama is simply because you are indeed very suitable."

"Also, this is my head maid, Ms. Yashima Ichiyo. If you have any questions in the future, you can ask her anytime."

Sakurakoji looked at Yashima Ichiyo, who was still standing and waiting beside him, and introduced her to her.

Yashima Ichiyo smiled and bowed slightly as a sign of politeness, and Aoyama Nanami quickly stood up and bowed in return.

"As for the treatment... please take a look at this." Sakurakoji Sai handed her several sheets of white paper covered with many black characters.

"This is a preliminary employment contract. If you think it's okay, just sign your name."

"Ok."

Aoyama Nanami carefully took it, placed it flat on the table in front of her, and began to check its contents.

As she carefully read the terms on the paper, Yashima Ichiyo poured her a cup of black tea.

"Thank you!" Aoyama Nanami quickly realized what was happening and thanked him in a low voice.

Sakurakoji took a sip of coffee. Although he liked green tea, he didn't mind coffee, but black coffee was out of the question; he couldn't drink it without sugar and milk.

Observing Aoyama Nanami's profile as she reviewed the contract, Sakurakoji's talent earned her another point. Her meticulous and careful approach was commendable; it was clear she wasn't a naive newbie who could be easily fooled. Perhaps having learned her lesson the hard way, her expression was extremely serious.

Although he could add some unfair terms and conditions, and make sure Aoyama Nanami doesn't notice, and then exploit her to make her work for free, or even manipulate her at will... there's no need for that, after all, he's not some kind of demon.

He didn't care about that amount of money.

As I savored the aroma of coffee and drifted off into thought about my future plans, time flew by.

Aoyama Nanami read very quickly, perhaps not wanting to take up too much of his time, and put down the document a few minutes later.

"Is this really okay, Mr. Sakurakoji? What about the benefits and working hours...?"

She looked at Sakurakoji Takashi, seemingly wanting to say something but holding back, after asking the question for what felt like the umpteenth time.

It wasn't that the treatment was bad; on the contrary, it was too good and too advantageous for her. Although Sakurakoji Sai had briefly mentioned it before, the terms of the contract on paper were even more generous than she had imagined.

Not only will her working hours be based on her free time, but the company will also help her transfer to the Philia Vocal Department, with tuition fees paid in installments from a portion of her monthly salary, and all room and board included.

Even excluding tuition fees, her monthly take-home pay is no less than the sum of all her previous part-time jobs!

Overall, the salary far exceeds the average wage of ordinary office workers, and the benefits are shockingly good.

This made her a little uneasy. What kind of job was this? Could it be that she would be asked to sell some illegal items?

The contract only roughly states that the job duties are to complete some tasks required by the employer, with no restrictions on the content. If there is anything particularly inappropriate, the employee can refuse. There is no penalty for breach of contract, so it shouldn't be anything outrageous.

"Have you looked it over? Any questions? If not, please sign it." Sakura Koji rested his cheek on his hand, leaning against the cushion, and gestured with his eyes.

"Okay, no problem." Aoyama Nanami shook her head, perked up, picked up the pen beside her, and signed her name on the last page of the employment contract.

It would be foolish to refuse such a good job.

“If possible, I hope to start working immediately so I can earn an income as soon as possible. As you know, my situation is a bit…” Aoyama Nanami tapped her fingers together, feeling somewhat embarrassed.

"Okay, you can visit and learn here today, and get used to the work content later."

"Thank you very much! But what exactly is the job I'll be doing?"

"Hmm? Didn't I say that?" Sakura Koji thought for a moment and realized that he hadn't said it. After taking the paper that she had signed and handed over, he pointed to Yashima Ichiyo standing to the side.

"Just like her, you'll be her junior from now on."

"?" At first, Aoyama Nanami didn't understand what he meant, but after a few seconds of thinking, she immediately exclaimed in astonishment, "A maid?!"

Image: "Let me see what you're expecting", Location: "Images/1755000927-100446961-113715143.jpg"

Author: Thanks to Ji You and HenhendiNaOH for the item donations.

Also, to reiterate for readers who missed yesterday, due to feedback that the letters related to the work were at the end of each update, and considering that most readers should have already seen them, the previous letters have now been deleted to avoid affecting reading. For books that have already been downloaded and cached, simply refresh the chapter.

Volume 1: The Daily Life of Attracting Bees and Butterflies: Chapter 41 - A Congratulatory Message from the Editorial Department

“Mr. Sakurakoji, you said my job is the same as Ms. Yashima’s, could it be…” Aoyama Nanami’s eyelids twitched, and her expression became unnatural.

“Just as you thought, honey.” Sakurakoji gave her a simple smile. “She’s my head maid, and she spends most of her time here now. Your job will be to work under her and assist with some of the affairs of this apartment building.”

"And, when I need you, complete any tasks I assign you."

"When necessary, become my personal maid."

Sakurakoji's gentle eyes revealed a hint of mischief: "From now on, please call me Young Master."

"Is this real?!" Aoyama Nanami clutched her head in pain.

She never expected this kind of job! What the hell is being a maid? The mere mention of those two words conjured up images of female employees in undignified maid outfits at street-side cafes!

She had considered working there, but her inner resistance and shame made her hesitate.

The thought of having to wear that outfit to work every day from now on is like public torture!

Besides, what era are we living in? Do maids still exist?

Aoyama Nanami looked at Sakurakoji Sai with complicated emotions, hoping that he could change his mind, but the result was destined to disappoint her.

"Then that's settled. I'll take her measurements later and then have a few maid outfits made for her."

"Yes, Master."

Hearing the words "maid outfit" from Sakurakoji Saige made Aoyama Nanami feel even more ashamed. Her smooth face turned red, and she bit her lower lip tightly, her teeth trembling.

She wanted to refuse, but didn't know how to say it. The job was somewhat unusual, but it didn't cross her bottom line. She couldn't just turn down a well-paying job because she was shy, could she? Life wasn't that easy.

Her throat bobbed, and her hands gripped the hem of her school uniform tightly as Aoyama Nanami forced herself to accept the truth, suppressing the emotions that were about to burst forth.

So what if she's a maid? It's not a big deal!

After making her decision, Aoyama Nanami raised her tearful eyes, her gaze unwavering.

Secretly admiring her shy expression, Sakura Koji also felt that she was even cuter than usual. Just as someone said, the most beautiful woman in the world is that shy girl with her head down!

Thank you for the hospitality. Sakurakoji silently gave a thumbs up in his heart.

"Cuckoo~"

In the quiet atmosphere, the slight sound was so prominent that the three of them began to search for the source of the sound, and eventually found the suspect.

Sakurakoji's gaze towards Aoyama Nanami was as gentle and tender as a mother looking at her child, but this only made Aoyama Nanami want to die even more!

"Miss Aoyama, you didn't have lunch today either?"

“…Um, yes, I’m sorry.” Aoyama Nanami’s already shy face turned even redder, almost as red as a ripe apple.

Knowing that arguing was useless, she directly admitted the truth. Her eyes were lifeless, staring at the ground like a dead fish. Her head was a little dizzy, and she couldn't help but wonder why the world hadn't exploded yet.

"This is an oversight on my part."

Sakurakoji's talent was indeed thinking this way. He only wanted to leave enough time for the other person to have lunch, but he forgot the cruel reality that the end of the month had just passed and the other person had no money for lunch at all!

"Poor child, what kind of life did you live before?" Sakurakoji's eyes held a hint of pity.

"Yi Yu, put the measurement aside for now, take her to get something to eat right away."

After responding, Yashima Ichi led Aoyama Nanami, whose face was blank and who was completely oblivious to the outside world, away from there.

Shaking his head, Sakura Koji walked towards the elevator. He still had time to rest before going to work.

……

The day after successfully recruiting Aoyama Nanami, Sakurakoji Sai received an email from an unknown number.

I initially thought it was just a regular spam email, but the sender's name didn't seem like it either.

After opening and reading it, a hint of joy crept onto his previously questioning face. He let out a long sigh of relief, feeling refreshed and invigorated.

"Is it finally here?"

The email was sent by an editor from Shinazugawa Fantastic Bunko, informing him of the great success of the first volume of "DanMachi" and congratulating him.

It is said that in just over a week, the sales of "DanMachi" exceeded 50,000 copies, and there were repeated calls for a reprint. The online reviews were overwhelmingly positive, and it is estimated that the sales of the first volume will exceed 100,000 copies, making him one of the bestselling authors!

This is still because he is a new writer. If he continues to produce sequels or adapt them into animation, his sales and popularity can be expected to continue to rise.

For a hard-won new bestselling author, the library certainly cannot treat them perfunctorily.

So the editor of the library sent him an email, asking if he had time to meet and get to know him. The email address was the only way the editor knew to contact him, as it was the information he had provided when he submitted the book.

Sakurakoji Sai naturally wouldn't refuse such a request; in fact, that was precisely his purpose in doing all this.

After a brief moment of thought, Sakurakoji sent a reply, explaining his free time and stating that he could go directly to the paperback office, asking for the paperback's specific address.

Although the previous tasks were handled by Yashima Ichiyo, it shouldn't be necessary after we get to know each other better; we can just work directly with the editor.

Unlike real-time messaging software, emails are often only checked once a day or even every two or three days, so the speed of information transmission is not very fast.

However, Sakurakoji received a reply from the other party not long after, indicating that the other party had simply left it running in the background for easy message reception.

This time, the reply was much simpler. After a polite greeting, I asked if he could come today, and then simply put his address at the end.

After thinking about today's schedule, and finding nothing special, Sakurakoji checked her phone, finalized the time, and sent it to the other party.

Two minutes later, he received another reply from the other end, saying they were waiting for him, but he didn't reply again.

He had just put down his phone when he remembered what the editor had said about how popular "DanMachi" was online, and he couldn't help but feel curious.

I opened my phone and started searching for information about "DanMachi" on my browser.

The related content cannot compare with other similar entries, after all, it's only the first volume, and he hasn't opened a personal account yet, so it naturally doesn't attract much intense discussion.

Basically, these are bloggers who have read the book and are sharing their opinions on its writing style and content, or illustrators and amateurs praising the beautiful illustrations in "DanMachi".

What attracted their attention most was, of course, the fact that the author and illustrator used the same pen name.

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