“E-Excuse me.”
He carefully approached the mascot standing motionless at the front desk.
Since it was a basic mascot costume with no accessories, this was probably the real Security Team monster transformed.
Bowing as politely as possible, he spoke.
Acting arrogant in a ghost story is basically foreshadowing your own death.
“If it’s alright with you… I’d like to use this ride ticket to stay at the resort tonight as well…!”
The round, black eyes of the yellow mascot stared at him silently.
Completely black.
…Strangely, the yellow light above that black, gaslamp-like face came to mind……
[(Cheerful) Fantasy Land Ride Ticket ■□□]
“…!”
The mascot permitted him to write his work name in the guest register and stamped it.
“T-Thank you…!”
But.
“…!!”
The ladybug employee snapped his head up in surprise.
The mouth of the theme park mascot—creepy in its cuteness—did not move. It was a mascot suit, after all.
But a voice echoed through the lobby.
And the monster began to assign staff to positions.
Jang Heowoon was assigned as the assistant front desk attendant and stood beside the counter, while the harvest mouse employee, assigned as a cleaner, went to the back of the lobby.
The ladybug gulped and quickly looked around.
Then, the remaining position was…
‘Security!’
The mascot approached him.
“…!”
No way. That looked like the most dangerous post!
He instinctively spoke up.
“Um, I’m better with my head than my strength… If I could be assigned to a different position, I think I’d be able to demonstrate my abilities better!”
What he was aiming for was Jang Heowoon’s position.
‘It makes sense for me to take the position with a higher chance of survival, rather than the one who gags at the sight of gore.’
Pretending not to be obvious, the ladybug employee sneaked a glance at the front desk spot where Jang Heowoon was.
The mascot silently stared at him.
“……”
And then began to guide him.
To the spot he’d been eyeing—the front desk!
“…!”
Success! He’d gotten the spot!
The ladybug’s heart pounded as if it would burst.
But…
The position he was assigned to was… the desk next to the front.
…The one taking room service requests by phone.
‘Damn it.’
Room service in a ghost story… Just the thought of the kinds of requests that might come in was horrifying.
The ladybug employee clenched his teeth. But he couldn’t ask the mascot for another reassignment.
Becoming the first to stubbornly demand something meant there was a 50% chance he’d end up dead.
Meanwhile, the mascot moved away and walked off.
The mascot stood at the reception desk.
The position for directly receiving and checking in guests.
The golden sun was setting outside the window.
When the mascot at the desk looked at the entryway, the standard-issue mascots standing there reached for the glass doors.
And then.
The doors opened.
– ♩♪♬♬~♩♬♬~♩♪♪
– Ahahahaha!
Music plays, and the laughter of children fills the lobby.
It’s the background music of Cheerful Theme Park.
The mascots all bow in unison toward the open doors.
The Flower Golden Resort was now officially open for business.
I realized something.
Being able to communicate in words is truly precious…
Even if those words are in that bizarre mascot-style yellow speech.
‘Ahem.’
I never thought I’d say this myself…
‘At least the atmosphere is set.’
Suppressing a sigh, I squeezed my eyes shut inside the mascot suit, then opened them.
I looked over at the employees.
‘I’ve assigned everyone to the posts where they can get by with the least effort while shifting as much responsibility as possible.’
They must have learned the work rules well. I fought with the pen to write them.
I could only hope that they’d use their heads and work sensibly. If they worked too hard though, they could end up subjected to something outrageous by a ghost or monster.
But if they slacked off enough to be noticed… I have no idea how the resort will react.
“……”
I swallowed and looked at the wide open resort doors.
And at the newly added clause in the document.
Requirements to expand resort facilities
Employees : 3
Satisfied Guests : 30
Either way, it had to be operated.
‘No matter what, I need to fill thirty satisfied guests to open the next area.’
Even if I somehow trick or force the three employees, there’s no way around the second requirement.
For now… I have to endure.
At least for today.
– Ahahahaha!
And, and…
Through the open doors of the resort, guests finally begin to enter.
They were carrying souvenirs from other parts of the theme park. …I tried not to imagine what those souvenirs might be made from.
But.
‘…Why am I excited?’
My guests.
As soon as I recognized them as official guests of this wonderful resort, my heart inside the mascot suit started pounding.
No!
I desperately suppressed the feeling and greeted the first arriving guests.