The Devil Takes the Night Shift

Chapter 1: The Devil Arrives to a Strange Place

World domination aside, it also seemed that they needed a more permanent place to live in. Staying at an inn was only going to do them good for a couple days at best. After all, they don't have money, and magic is in short supply. Of course, being individuals with less than stellar morals. Stealing a few bucks here and there was enough at the moment.

But if they really wanted to sustain themselves, then at least one of them would need to find a job. Though without any proper past, what could they do to get accepted? Sure, they had found a way to procure paperwork to identify themselves within the country. Complete with names that fit the area, so as not to arise any suspicion.

Thus, Pluto became 'Rame Maou'. Because apparently having your family name literally mean devil when one was a demon lord was just too much of a temptation. And her retainer, formally known as Arae, became 'Mifuru Miyagi'. A much more subtle name compared to that of her master.

Names aside, it wasn't as if they could easily waltz into any workplace and get hired. Most of her skills were useless in this world called Earth. Seeing as magic seemed to not exist, something that they were going to have to rectify if they wished to not only return back home. But also to satisfy Rame's desire of revenge to the hero that nearly destroyed her. She knew she needed to get stronger, and one cannot get stronger if they don't even spend a second practicing.

But where could either of them find work? There had to be places that required little to no experience looking for employees. Or perhaps, as she would find while heading out on a search, a place desperate to find a new worker.

"Help Wanted..." She read out the sign in front of the convenience store near the building that she called home. A place that was not easy to procure the ownership of. Sure, it wasn't all that great of a building. Small, run-down, and in a place far from the bustle of the city. There were plenty of marks on it, that gave reason for its low cost. But one can only pickpocket so much, and it certainly couldn't be enough to put on a down payment or even pay rent.

Thankfully, the landlord seemed to be a nice person. He allowed them to live there and delay the next two months payments. Though, that act of kindness seemed a little too good to be true. He seemed to be a relatively old man, one whose best days with the ladies would most likely be past him. Could this be debt to force her to give him a 'favor'? Or maybe he has ties to criminals organizations? If they didn't pay up, then the Yakuza may come knocking on their door demanding the money, or else. Either way, with a job that hopefully won't be an issue.

And now it was staring her right in the face. Walking into the store, she saw a man running the register. He was notably older than this apparently human body she gained when coming here. At least ten years older.

"Hello?" She said to him while entering. "I'm here for the sign?"

"Finally, someone who wants to work here." He said. As it turned out, he was the manager of the night shift. Another thing that Rame wanted that seemed to be in short supply. The time in which she worked was would have to be more during the night. It's not as if sunlight hurts her like a vampire. It was more that she felt the little magic she still had was weakened during the day. So the girl came to the conclusion that it was best to be active during her best.

"So, what is expected of me?" She asked, while he interviewed her for the job.

"Honestly, as long as you can make the hours, I'll hire you." That was easy for her. These times were perfect for what she was looking for.

"I can do that." She answered with a smile. It was something that she picked up, as people seem to enjoy when you look happy. That certainly made it easier for her to get acclimated to this strange land.

"That's great." He shook her hand, the job was now hers. "Oh, I hope you don't take this the wrong way. It's not for me, but I was wondering what you're thoughts on dating coworkers was."

"Dating?" She didn't understand what he meant by that. "I don't think I'm that good at guessing people's ages."

"Huh?" That made him wonder just how naive a girl could be. "Um, how old are you?" There's no way she was even of teenage years if she didn't know what he was talking about.

"20?" She wasn't actually sure how old this body actually was. It seemed the same as her demon form, but was lacking some of the more notable features of being nonhuman. Like her horn, that was her favorite. Either way, she used the age that she was as the demon lord. It appeared to be the most accurate compared to the humans that she did see.

"Okay..." According to her identification, that was what it said. "Never mind, forget I even asked." He simply just chalked it up to her being her way to say she wasn't interested. Though he took hope that she might change her mind when she met Juuto, the soon-to-be new manager of this store.

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And thus, we now return to the story at the present time. The story of how the devil took a job at an 8-Twelve convenience store. The first and last step on her path for revenge. For she was to find something new she'd want to pursue in life.

Too bad it wasn't going to be the most noble of things to want to desire.