Me, a Wage Slave, in a Heart-Pounding Curse Story

After graduating, Yu Ning couldn't find a job. Three months passed without work, and after all her anxiety came to nothing, someone claiming to be a job agent came to see her.

"They all come with five types of social insurance and a housing fund, an 8,000-yuan monthly salary, weekends off, and regular holidays."

Blinded by the pay, Yu Ning overlooked the crucial detail: [cross-world]. After signing the contract, the agent took her to her new company that very day.

The new company was called [Jujutsu World Cooperative Corporation].

Her first job was assistant to Gojo, a Special Grade jujutsu sorcerer.

Yu Ning: "?"

That name sounds oddly familiar. Did I get scammed again?

Good heavens, her nearsightedness was getting worse. She'd looked for a job and ended up in a world of anime.

When Gojo was told that he was getting an assistant to supervise him after he blew up a building one day, he thought about how to make the assistant realize she was in over her head and stay out of trouble on the way over. But as soon as he stepped inside, he saw his little assistant burst into tears. "I know I'm an idiot, but you can't scam me out of my money! The agency fee was 300 yuan, waah!"

Even as she cried, she didn't forget to sneak the little biscuits and chocolate she'd prepared for him into his pocket.

Gojo: "..." She seems like an idiot. At least she probably isn't as crooked as those rotten old geezers.

The little assistant was an idiot and a coward, a materialist who crammed at the last minute. Gojo couldn't figure out why the director had sent her to keep an eye on him. When exorcising curses, she bounced around with a peachwood sword and knocked out the assistant supervisor. At banquets and social events with the rotten old geezers, she spun the table while they ate, piling his bowl into a little mountain. One young rotten geezer held a grudge and tried to humiliate the little assistant by making her drive. She had barely stepped out with one leg when the car zoomed away, leaving her doing the splits in midair.

Gojo snapped pictures like crazy and nearly laughed himself silly.

When asked why, the black-haired girl scratched her head in confusion. "Huh? Because Gen Z is reforming the jujutsu world?"

Yu Ning: They still haven't fired me. My boss is amazing!

Since her expenses were too high, one job wasn't enough. Yu Ning went back to the agent and picked up a weekend side gig.

The next day, she showed up with English study materials at a warm, chaotic household.

Yu Ning said with a straight face, "Hello, are you Sawada Tsunayoshi? I'm your temporary tutor. I'm here to help you with your studies."

The brown-haired boy with a spiky head muttered to himself, "So this is what you meant, Reborn, when you said someone my age would be easier to talk to and learn from?"

But why did I want to bang my head against a wall and jump off a building when the grades came out? Help me, Reborn!!!

When she went to the agent for a third time, he got right down to business.

He took her to a shell company and hired her as a cleaner.

"But first, I need to patch you up, dear."

Yu Ning: "Huh?"

After starting the job, she discovered that she was cleaning up crime scenes staged for escape rooms. She opened her eyes and got right to work: mopped up the fake blood, drained the blood-filled swimming pool, put the knives back, threw out the mannequins. Even when someone was lying on the floor, they didn't know enough to help out.

A certain grade-school detective stared at the floor, clean enough to use as a mirror, and fell silent.

The fake liquor crowd, who'd heard of her and investigated her thoroughly: "..." They couldn't see anything frightening about her. If anything, they could see how much she loved housekeeping.

Gojo came to see her and asked the little assistant the question of a lifetime about her work ethic.

"You work as my assistant Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, clean houses Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday, and tutor on Sunday too. Ningning, are you short on money?"

Yu Ning clenched her fist. "So short! I want to own a home, a car, and a cat before I'm laid off at 35. Homes in the city center are so expensive."

Gojo looked at his little assistant and suddenly said,

"Can I apply to be your cat?"

1. The female lead is intuitive, and her choices always lead her in a direction that benefits her.

2. Pairing: Gojo.

3. This is a working woman's diary. The female lead juggles several jobs, but her emotional intelligence is astonishingly low.

4. Blurb dated 11/1.

Theme: Springtime for the working class