Yoruichi Side Job Novels & Stories

"So where are you going now? You know you can't stay here, man. My bro Chubi will kill me if he finds out that I let you see me taking and selling weeds." Mahiriko didn't thought of that one but he just shrugged his shoulder and smile at his friend. "I know that. I'm not staying here. My Uncle Kenji's a hope but he's part of marine so he has no place to stay permanently and my eldest brother Kazuhiro is a Doctor and he already has his own family, I don't want to be a burden to him. So I think I'll better find somewhere I can live alone. You know? Work." "Work? But you're just f-ing 16? Not yet in legal age, man. Like what the hell."

Does Dusty know this? "I'm sorry," Dusty said which means he's fully aware that Kyros is here. He should have said it. Why are they hiding it anyway? "I'm the one who's supposed to ask you that. Are you working here?" I asked which made him panic even more. Kyros Castillo-- I mean Ichinose, is having a part-time job at this convenience store? He's an heir so why does he need money? Wait... "T-That's right." He said while avoiding meeting my eyes. All of a sudden, I remember the gift he gave me.

She was honestly like a ghost I just couldn't shake. I didn't hang up. I actually wanted to hear what kind of new trick she was playing this time. "I heard you're looking for a job," she said, putting on a caring tone. "The nightclub downtown, Moon's Illusion, happens to be hiring werewolf promoters. Do you want me to put in a good word for you?" I gave a small laugh but stayed quiet. "Think about it," she went on. "During the day, you can stay home with Lily. And once she falls asleep, you can go out to work."

Natania and Zachary found it and took it over under the guise of it being Zachary's family business. Hiring our classmates to work there wasn't about paying them wages at all—the real scheme was the massive insurance policy hidden behind the stack of job application forms. As long as someone was injured on the job, they would receive a huge insurance payout. Other than Natania and Zachary, none of the others were aware of this, so they eagerly threw themselves into the work. However, what chilled me the most was the fact that Natania was actually Zachary's accomplice. Never in my wildest dreams could I have imagined that the little girl who used to run along behind me while sweetly calling m

I challenged. Marco hesitated, then sighed. "He's been working as an enforcer for hire. Traveling from club to club, taking the jobs nobody else wanted, especially the violent ones." My blood chilled. "What kind of jobs?" "The kind that would scar you if you found out," Marco said quietly. "Inside and out. He's not the same man you remember." "Neither am I," I pointed out. "Aren't you?" Marco asked. "Because from where I'm standing, you look exactly like the sixteen, year, old girl who used to sneak out to meet him behind the garage."

“Ugh! Seriously? You’re the worst! Just say it!” Mica wiped at her eyes, chuckling as she took a deep breath. “Okay, okay. I landed a new job. A really good one.” I raised a brow. “A job? Since when do part-time gigs come with Dior bags?” Gladz nodded in agreement. “Yeah, Mica. What kind of job pays that well?” She shrugged nonchalantly, reaching for another grape. “It’s a… date-for-hire kind of thing.” Silence fell over the room.

Reaching out with her chubby little hands, Lizzy clung to Michelle, whining sweetly, "Working is tiring! Sissy, don't go to work." Michelle, accustomed to her daughter's adorable tantrums, couldn't help but feel a warmth in her heart. Holding Lizzy close, she ruffled the young girl's hair, soothingly saying, "Alright, sis won't go to work then." She had taken many assignments recently, and with a decent savings accumulated, Michelle felt quite secure. The idea of seeking regular employment wasn't on her mind. However, she didn't plan on freelancing forever. It wasn't a transparent profession and seemed to sap her youth. In a few years, she might not be able to keep up, so she'd have to explo

Yurich Group. Merely a month ago, Erin was ousted by her manager and Uncle Roger from the office. However, today, she stood alongside Orion and Mr. Arvesso's assistant, Jorge, ready to make a bold return. Orion, pledging to assist her in securing the highest position within the Yurich company, had convinced her to take this audacious step—a decision aligned with her strategic move to marry him. "I'll inform you of my payment when the time comes. One thing is certain—I do not need money. The Yurich Company remains yours," she recalls Orion asserting.