I’m a Rookie, but I’m an Experienced Professional - Chapter 16

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Chapter 16

Toma Harens, who had gone to scold Eileen only to be humiliated instead, stomped noisily into the office.

The employees in the office looked at Anton Brown and the other employee who followed him in with faces like they’d been struck by lightning.

They silently shook their heads. It meant the situation wasn’t good.

As soon as Toma Harens sat down, he chain-smoked. The office quickly filled with acrid smoke.

“That damn bitch embarrassing me like that, there’s a limit to everything.”

Occasionally he cursed Eileen while grinding his teeth as if talking to himself.

“That little thing not even worth a punch, acting cocky just because she has the Lord’s backing. This is why young ones are no good. Don’t you think so, Anton?”

“You’re right.”

Anton Brown quickly took the team leader’s side.

“The Lord is really too much. How could he take the side of such a nobody instead of the team leader who has served loyally for over ten years?”

“That’s exactly what I’m saying.”

The fact that someone understood his feelings only soothed his mind briefly.

His head throbbed at the thought of having to make some strange thing called a test model.

It wouldn’t happen, but what if his design was actually wrong?

And if that bitch smirked at him as if to say ‘I told you so’…

“Fuck.”

Just thinking about it made his anger boil over, and Toma Harens spat out a crude curse.

“There’s no way my design is wrong.”

Right. The triangular roof I made is perfect.

No, it had to be perfect.

Only then could he avoid being utterly humiliated by Eileen or others, and cover up the bribery issue.

“If you properly prove your skills, I’ll overlook the golden turtle you received from the Oak Heart Workshop owner.”

As Callix Crowbell’s words that had been whispered quietly in his ear came to mind, Toma Harens squeezed his eyes shut.

He had indeed received a golden turtle in exchange for giving commissions only to Oak Heart Workshop.

Only he and the workshop owner knew this fact.

There was no evidence, no witnesses.

That’s why when Eileen suggested investigating, he could be confident.

He believed it would never be discovered, but how did the Lord know so precisely?

He was curious yet didn’t want to know.

He just hoped all of this would be buried as it was.

‘For that to happen, I must prove it.’

That I’m right.

Furthermore, if he could reveal that Eileen was an incompetent braggart and get her kicked out of the City Planning Department, nothing could be better.

“Team leader, a copy of the District 8, No. 7 multi-family house blueprints has arrived.”

When an employee handed him the blueprint copy, Toma Harens frowned deeply.

Back then, he had said out of pride that he could do it with just the blueprints, but he actually wasn’t confident.

Scale models were also a first for him, and it didn’t seem possible to make one just by looking at blueprints.

“…Anton.”

Toma Harens quietly called Anton Brown and handed him the multi-family house blueprint copy and the triangular roof blueprint he had drawn himself.

“Take this to Oak Heart Workshop and tell them to make a scale model or whatever at a 1/30 ratio.”

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From that day on, I went straight to the multi-family house instead of the office.

Having semi-forcibly gotten permission from the Lord, there was no need to waste time stopping by the office.

‘It’s not like they’d welcome me anyway.’

I’d be lucky if they didn’t glare at me with murderous eyes.

Today too, I busily moved around, tearing off wet ceiling and wallpaper, drying them, and doing repair work.

“Please try this, miss. It’s bread from our shop and it’s really delicious.”

“Bread alone will make your throat dry, so please drink this juice too.”

Had word spread that I was a righteous person who rolled up her sleeves to help residents despite the team leader’s opposition?

Not only the building residents but also people from the same district began taking good care of me.

Of course, it wasn’t out of pure kindness – they subtly appealed about what problems their own homes had.

They probably hoped I’d repair their houses too.

“Are you really okay, Eileen?”

Tabin became more worried.

“Yes. I’m fine. Don’t tell me you don’t trust what I’m saying?”

When I asked back, Tabin was startled and waved his hands.

“That’s not what I meant, I was just asking just in case. The City Planning Department team leader must be seasoned in this field, and he’d have that much skill too.”

“I don’t know if he’s seasoned, but I’m better than him in terms of skill.”

If nothing else, I could be confident about that one thing.

“More importantly, I think we need to tear up the entire first-floor hallway floor. I saw earlier that it’s rotted.”

“I’ll do that, so you make the scale model.”

“No. Let’s do it together.”

“Forget it. There are only two days left, so hurry up and make it.”

Tabin didn’t give me a chance to say more and took away my crowbar.

“I’m really fine though…”

I had finished modifying the existing triangular roof blueprint to fit the building model yesterday.

I got the materials this morning too, so all that was left was to make the triangular roof according to the design.

That would be enough for half a day, so I was planning to make it bit by bit while doing other work, but I received unexpected consideration.

“I guess I can leave it to him.”

Tearing up flooring doesn’t require special skills, just strength.

I left that work to Tabin and sat in front of the makeshift workbench.

Then I took out the blueprints I had brought from home.

One was the triangular roof blueprint, and the other was a copy of this building’s blueprint.

The copy also had many red marks, all corrections of errors.

“It’s horrible even looking at it again.”

It was amazing that the building hadn’t collapsed yet, despite being built according to such a shitty blueprint.

Maybe this is why the rainy season damage was more severe.

“Sister.”

While I was looking at the drawings and clicking my tongue inwardly, the boy suddenly came to visit.

So his name was…

“Seo is here.”

“It’s Teo.”

The boy, Teo, clicked his tongue as if displeased and put his hands on his hips.

“Please remember my name now.”

“Alright. Teo. I won’t forget this time.”

Only then did Teo lower his hands.

“Did you hear that story, sister?”

“What story?”

“My friend’s dad does cargo transport work, and yesterday at dawn he delivered something like a toy from Oak Heart Workshop to the Marquis’s Mansion Annex. Secretly, too.”

Teo looked around once, then lowered his voice.

“Could that be the triangular roof scale model?”

“It probably is.”

As if my answer was different from what he expected, Teo’s eyes widened.

“Aren’t you angry, sister? Scale models are supposed to be made personally, but he broke the rules.”

“That’s true, but I’m not particularly angry.”

“Why not?”

I thought for a moment and answered honestly.

“He doesn’t have the skills but is desperately trying to prove himself somehow. I actually feel sorry for him.”

“I’ve thought this for a while, but you have a really strange personality, sis.”

Isn’t that the kind of thing you usually say when the person can’t hear you?

“But I really like you, sis.”

A perfect example of giving poison then medicine.

“I’m going to become an excellent carpenter like you someday, sis.”

“Not a miner?”

True to medieval times, children’s occupations usually followed their parents’.

Since that’s all they grew up seeing, they naturally walked the same path.

“I think being a carpenter is cooler than being a miner. I want to become a kind carpenter who helps others like you, sis.”

It was definitely a compliment, but I felt as embarrassed as if I’d been insulted.

“Oh, I’ve been bothering you too much. Well then, work hard! Make sure you win!”

“It’s just proving my skills, so there’s no winning or losing.”

“Still, I hope you win, sis.”

Teo kept cheering me on, shouting words of encouragement before disappearing.

“How cute.”

When I first saw him, he was a pitiful yet slightly annoying kid, but I’d grown fond of him before I knew it.

Now I really need to remember his name.

* * *

“All done.”

Thanks to Tabin and the others’ consideration, I was able to finish the work before sunset.

I smiled proudly as I looked at the triangular roof model.

“You finished it already.”

Tabin, who had finished his work, approached me.

“But it looks different from what we saw at the Hunters’ Village.”

“The building shape is different.”

This was designed to fit the multi-family house, so of course it would be different.

“It’s already this late.”

Since the sun hadn’t set yet, I thought it hadn’t been long, but it was already 6 PM.

“Let’s put this in the storage room and head home.”

It was too heavy to carry all the way home, and it might get damaged on the way, so I put the triangular roof in the temporary storage room.

It was called a storage room, but it was just an abandoned house.

I heard an elderly couple used to live there, but for some reason, no one was using it now.

So we were using it as temporary storage for our workbench and materials.

“Let’s go now.”

I locked the front door and left the multi-family house with Tabin.

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