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[color=mediumpurple]"If you have to do a tracheotomy, a knife should be preferable to a spoon,"[/color] Taro replied nonchalantly, glancing at his watch. [color=mediumpurple]"Though you're right about Jirou, I'm pretty sure he'd struggle to pour water out of a boot with the instructions on the heel."[/color]

He let out a small sigh, slowly shaking his head. Jirou was a good guy, but his antics probably made things harder in hindsight. Ito probably wouldn't be the only one happy to hear he was gone. He had his two full-timers covering the graveyard and morning shifts, so if he stepped in to help during the afternoon and evening, he figured he could fill in the holes with a few part-timers. It'd be a rough time until he got some help, but he figured most of the locals were patient enough to suffer through one cashier for a while.

The thought didn't go too far as he was approached by one of the schoolboys he had greeted previously. The flyer had done the trick in record time, it seemed. He turned to face the kid fully, giving him a quick look. He didn't look like he'd struggle with merchandise and not dumb enough to get into the alcohol all at once, so it was a start.

[color=mediumpurple]"It's twelve hundred yen an hour. Flexible schedule--come in whenever you feel like getting paid. Ito here's pretty good at setting things up,"[/color] He jabbed a thumb Maki's way. [color=mediumpurple]"You look like you've got a decent head on your shoulders. Just don't go eating the inventory and you should be fine."[/color]

He paused for a second, scratching his chin. [color=mediumpurple]"...you move here recently?"[/color] He suddenly asked, but as quickly as he did, he ended up dismissing it. [color=mediumpurple]"Not that it matters. I just tend to at least recognize everyone that comes in, though your face is new."[/color] 

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