Happily Ever After

I. Recruitment: Part2

School, part-time jobs, taking care of Emily, repeat. That's how my life supposed to be. But it seems it would end today.
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The gorgeous lady from yesterday come again today and buying the same thing as yesterday.

"You... Aren't you too young to do a part-time job?"

Well, gonna have to lie through this one.
"I may look short but I'm 18."

"To tell such an obvious and blatant lie... You must need money for something important. Or someone."

"Excuse me, miss, if you're just going to pry for my personal life, I suggest you leave. The yogurt is 40¥."

"You really are a feisty little one. Say, how about you work for me? I can see that you are in dire need of money."

Did she really just scout me? Her business card from last time is suspicions too. No phone number, no E-mail, no description of her business whatsoever.

"No tha-"

"The more I look at you, the more I remember Natalie. She was a kind... Too kind in fact. She has your violet eyes and long straight hair."

Wait... She knew who my mom is? Who is this woman? Maybe it's just a coincidence... Maybe this "Natalie" is very similar to my mom...

"It's not a coincidence. It's really her.", she answered as if she can read my mind.

"If the "her" in our mind is the same, how do you know "her"?"

My family came from Japan for roughly 3 months ago. No one knows about our whereabouts or our wellbeing. We're just an outcast trying to survive and run away from a demon haunting and taunting us in our dream every night. The same demon that wants to take my sister back to hell.

"The corporation she worked in has a contract with the corporation I work in, but they didn't fulfill their contract and are trying to betray us instead."

"Corporation? Ah... You mean "der Begabte"? Yeah, that "corporation" is shit to the core. And another corporation stupid enough to make a contract with it... Port Mafia."

"Correct. So she doesn't hide anything from you. Or is it you who pry without her permission. Regardless, it's not important, the more important thing is in order to live a normal life in Japan, your family decided to seek help to us, the Port Mafia."

"Normal my ass. We don't have any legal documents, no citizenship, no reports regarding me and my sister's birth or our parents' marriage. And yet we can still go to school and the hospital accepted my sister...", I mumbled the last part in realization.

"That's why they asked the Port Mafia for help, so you can have "legal" documents. They are desperate and don't know what to do for they are lost. And you, my dear, are just as lost."

I looked down, my arms resting on the counter. She's right, I don't know what to do.

"Don't know what to do in such a society, all kids have been told is "go to school, get a diploma" but never how to survive."

And it looks like my family owes somethings that can't be paid just by money...

"Find I will join you. When do I start?", my head is still down, doesn't even dare to look at her face, my arms are trembling, my eyes are starting to get watery.

I hate this.

"You will start as soon as possible. Tomorrow should be good. Quit school. If you still want education we got that prepared. Tomorrow I will personally pick you up to your new workplace and teach you the work etiquette."

Just like that she left. I packed my things and went straight to the hospital. My chest tightens as time passes by, I can't hold my tears anymore. My vision blurry, the dizzyness is unbearable, my mind is clouded with so many thoughts, my cheeks are wet from the tears.

Just as I arrive at the hospital, reality hit me more than it already has. Seeing Emily in the bed sleeping peacefully, as if she can leave me at any moment.