I Talked the Boss Next Door Into Running Away

Before she turned twenty, Rokujou Chisaki's biggest worry was what to do with her future. She tried out all kinds of jobs: convenience store clerk, chef, student teacher, amusement park mascot, driver, pilot, model, police officer, secretary to a mafia boss, publishing editor... But in the year she turned twenty, her worry became this: choosing between a god from a parallel world and the mafia boss who secretly keeps the world running. If she picks one, the other is doomed. Rokujou Chisaki is starting to panic. Is the world's peace really being put in her hands? Isn't that a little reckless? And why is she the one who has to decide? Why don't you settle it with rock-paper-scissors yourselves? A month after becoming an editor, Rokujou Chisaki dragged the novelist she was in charge of out for drinks and spoke through choked sobs: What does it have to do with me if the Port Mafia boss wants to resign!? I'm innocent! And how is it fair to come looking for me and demand that I hand over the Port Mafia boss!? The calm novelist: Ah... So where is the Port Mafia boss now? Rokujou Chisaki: Oh, at my place. The calm novelist: ... Notes: 1. As usual, don't mention me in other people's comments, and don't mention other people here. 2. I'm reviving an old project to thank my friend for the gorgeous cover. It won't be long, probably around a hundred thousand words. Check the cover for the pairing (you don't have to read the story, but you absolutely have to see my friend's divine cover!) Theme: Exploring how to handle interpersonal relationships properly