Starting a Night Shift Part-time Job at a Convenience Store.

up to the counter, held the cigarette in her mouth between her fingers, and exhaled a lot of smoke toward me.

Then.

“You’re in the way… right there.
Now get the hell out of here.”

Once that was said, the oppressive feeling that had been smothering me faded away, and the stiffness in my body seemed to be lifted as if something had been snapped.

At that instant, I put my hands on the counter and drew in several deep breaths, as though I had been running at full speed.

Oxygen was coming in, and my head was starting to work clearly.

What the hell was that…

Disoriented, I no longer had any idea what was taking place, and what the hell did I just…

While trying to regulate my breathing and mildly in a panic, wondering how in the world could I possibly wrap my head around the bizarre event I had just experienced, the stern, baby-faced woman I thought was a customer walked in behind the counter.

“Ueeh!?”

That was when I realized it for the first time.

That this person was.

“Hirai…”

Instead of answering, herieyesinarrowed and with a grim look on her face, she said to me, “Claw marks…”

“What…?”

“They’re on your neck.”

Clawimarks…

When I was told this, horror struck me for some reason.

I involuntarily pressed down on my neck, which was sufferingifrom theipain I was feeling at the moment.

“Newcomer.”

“Yes?!”

“Don’t look directlyiat that place.”

With another puff of cigarette smoke, Hirai pointediwith her chin toward the glazed encasement.

“A woman with bloodshotieyes kept staring this way.
Don’t look too closely at there, or she’ll enter the store like she just did.
Okay?”

Having said that, she stepped into the rear room without waiting for a reply.

“…”

As for me, confusionispread further and further within me.

A woman with bloodshot eyes was watching me from over there…?

She enteredithe store…?

No good, I couldn’t follow it.

However, what I felt earlier was the presence of something moving with a will and chills sprouting in me.

It was more than justisomething…

“For real, what the hell is going on…”

I wiped the sweat that had settled on my forehead and on the bridge of my nose.

Despite myibody having ceased trembling, the chills returned as I recalled what had just unfolded.

I mean… about Hirai.
About Hirai…

She was a yankee huh…!

Even with a baby face, she hadieyes like a female bōsōzoku gang! She showed up late and smoked a cigarette brazenly!

What a terror… Somehow, she terrified me.

I felt like I wasigoing to get my ass kicked or something.

The chills were spreading to my neck and then to my ass this time.

Right then, the door of the rear room opened and Hirai reappeared, the baby-faced yankee.

I didn’t notice much earlier, but―her… her breasts were huge!?

Her uniform was sticking out!

What kind of a setup was this with a loli face and big tits, oi…!

“Ah.”

I-I ended up looking directly at them.

Yikes, what would she say to me? As my eyes intersected with Hirai’s, I straightened up my back and tightened up my face.

Yet.

Hirai, whose eyes locked with mine, was neither indignant nor glaring at me.
Instead, she unexpectedly smiled at me.

“Sorry for being late.
Tehepero☆”

Her tongue stuck out of her mouth, and she lightly hit her own head with her fist.

“…”

Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!?

To tell the truth, thisiwasiourifirstiofficialicontact.
I only realizedithis ailittle later.