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[ Hisoka won't deny that he reads like that, and honestly a little surprised that he hasn't caught anyone's eye. But he's equally happy that he hasn't. Lemons are the ones that tend to wait around until he does something; it's better to just kill the problem -- those are the sort of people that he hopes to run into. But alas, it has been hard to find them, and as mentioned before, he doesn't want lemons chasing after him.

Boohoo. Life is hard. ]

I'm going to move on from what you said in the beginning and get to answering the questions that you're wondering!

I work in a variety of places. I work part-time selling clothes, down in the lower levels selling food, sometimes in the middle level acting as a waiter, and sometimes helping out at a sex fetish shop... but you're a little too young for the last one so don't worry about that too much, okay?

[The canals of Noire's ears tighten as she reads on. She's a little curious about the clothing shop and the food selling. After all, she has 𝘢 𝘮𝘰𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘶𝘮 𝘰𝘧 experience 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘩𝘰𝘣𝘣𝘺 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘦𝘳. But suddenly she slams her hands down onto her keyboard, her face contorting until she has this indecorous expression to indicate her shock. Her cheeks seethe scarlet as she gnaws idly against her tongue.]

𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘧𝘨𝘧 [in said shock she unintentionally sends a response full of what could only be called gibberish. Seriously, is this guy some sort of mail-order prostitute?!]

𝘍𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘧𝘧, 𝘐'𝘮 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘢 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘥. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘭𝘺, 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘕𝘖𝘙𝘔𝘈𝘓 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘪𝘵. 𝘋𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘵𝘳𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘴𝘰 𝘦𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘦𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳! 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘐'𝘮 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘴𝘬 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘢𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘴, 𝘢𝘭𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵?! 𝘛𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘰, 𝘐'𝘮 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘭𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘴𝘰 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘧 𝘐 𝘢𝘮. [That means she is.]

All right.

[ Is he laughing behind his screen? Yes, yes, he is. ]

The clothing aspects. I work on the higher levels at a fancy boutique. Most of the time, I tell people what colors best suit them and show them various styles that they might like. There is an adult aspect to it, but don't worry about it. [ The store also houses some toys that he would show off to people if they're interested, 'cause why not? ]

The food portion is much more "normal," I suppose? It's down in the lower levels and just handing out food to whomever requests. Like fast food places, if you had those in your world.

I also sell sunglasses in the mall at a kiosk. That was fun. [ He just does whatever the fuck he wants or whatever sounds kind of enjoyable to do for a few hours. ]

𝘜𝘮, 𝘸𝘰𝘸.

[Despite the implied eroticism, this answer was surprisingly average to her.]

𝘞𝘦𝘭𝘭, 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘋𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘤𝘤𝘶𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘯 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥? 𝘖𝘳 𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘣𝘺 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘦? 𝘉𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘢𝘥𝘷𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦, 𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘥.

𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘰𝘥𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘨𝘪𝘨. 𝘐𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘱𝘳𝘦-𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴? 𝘖𝘳 𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘵? 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘧 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳, 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘧𝘴?

I dunno. I'm just someone who walks around on the floor and looks pretty. [ A slight beat. ] But it is of the higher chroma, as it were. The clothes can be tailored to the customer. Of course, the customer is told that if the outfit is tailored to better enhance their beauty, they are obligated to buy the attire.

Well, I work for both a fast food restaurant and a regular restaurant, but I'm sure they wouldn't mind a few chefs in both.

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