"Hehe, yes. Our hotel is big, we wouldn't just kneel down for any random guest, would we?"
Hisana said to the young receptionist beside her.
But as she spoke, a deep exhaustion flashed in her eyes.
Although the hotel paid well, she was tired, truly tired.
Every day, commuting on a train packed like sardines, having to be wary of disgusting perverts.
At work, she was subjected to lecherous stares daily, and every ten days or half a month, an incident like this would occur.
After work, she had to deal with her parents pressuring her to get married: "Stop working, so-and-so had a baby today," "such-and-such married a rich man tomorrow."
The problem was, she knew the woman who married the rich man.
They were best friends, but being a rich man's wife was only glamorous on the surface.
For those men, as long as you gave them a child and didn't cheat, you'd have ample material resources.
But what about spiritual needs?
Being a caged bird wasn't easy!
"Ah!" Hisana sighed.
At that moment, the manager also walked over to comfort Hisana: "Don't worry, this won't affect you."
"Just focus on your work, Kojika!"
As he spoke, the manager tried to pat Hisana's shoulder.
But at that moment, Hisana suddenly took half a step back.
Seeing this, the manager's arm froze in mid-air, and his expression became somewhat awkward.
Hisana looked up, met his eyes, and said seriously: "Manager, I plan to resign!"
"Ah!!?" Hearing Hisana's words, the manager was very shocked: "Why?"
The manager no longer cared about Hisana's attitude: "Did I do something wrong? Did someone in our service department speak rudely to you?"
"No, none of that!" Hisana shook her head.
The manager was good to her, but that was because he liked her. The reason he could be so firm with that guest was because he was the son of a major hotel shareholder.
Of course, such a young, wealthy bachelor was already married early to a woman from a similarly well-matched family.
Perhaps because his own marriage was unlucky, the manager had always been very attentive to the gentle and considerate Hisana, hoping for something more.
But that was precisely why Hisana had to refuse.
She had had enough. Pressure came from all sides, and she truly felt lost.
"I see, so that's what you're thinking..."
Looking at Hisana, the manager seemed to understand.
He had also become a source of pressure.
Given his status, he could have been more forceful.
But looking at her delicate features, the manager sighed inwardly and ultimately did not force the issue.
"Then go, Hisana. You've worked hard these days."
"I'll process your final pay normally. Don't worry." The manager said with a sigh.
"Yes! Thank you very much for your care!" Hisana bowed sincerely.
By agreeing to pay her normally, even if his intentions weren't pure, the manager was still a decent person.
Then, after tidying up, she walked out of the magnificent hotel.
Looking at the sky outside, Hisana felt a sense of daze, a deep confusion enveloping her.
She still didn't know how to go home and tell her parents she had quit her job!
'Maybe I really would have to find a man to marry this time.'
Hisana sighed helplessly.
Life was something that could crush a person's will.
Reality was more real and cruel than anything else.
In this societal dye vat, who knew how many people were twisted every day.
Fortunately, Hisana was ultimately lucky. She hadn't even taken a few steps when a voice sounded in her mind.
"I watched that little drama. It seems you are not living well."
"Originally, I only wanted to extract your past life and leave your current life free."
"But now, it seems that's not necessary."
"So, awaken, Hisana!"
Sora's voice echoed in Hisana's mind like the tolling of a great bell.
Then, Hisana felt something emerging from within her mind!
"Ahhh!"
Holding her head, she experienced a sensation that was neither painful nor pleasant.
If it had to be described, it was a feeling of clarity!
Memories of her past life… dying amidst war, wandering in the Rukongai, abandoning her sister, entering the Kuchiki Clan, searching for her sister, and finally dying before Byakuya… surfaced.
After a while, Hisana emerged from these memories.
"Am I, Kojika? No, I am Hisana!" Hisana corrected her self-perception.
Then, as Byakuya's wife, she was not without experience.
Recognizing the power she had just witnessed, Hisana became very respectful.
"Sir, may I ask who you are..."
Hisana wanted to know Sora's purpose.
She was still apprehensive.
After all, her husband was Byakuya. If someone was using her to target him, that would be terrible!
"Heh!" Sora could see Hisana's thoughts.
"Don't worry, Hisana. I mean you no harm."
"Actually, just come over and you'll see."
Sora's Reiatsu enveloped Hisana.