Yagi Xuezai was lying on the bed, looking at a small plain white card carefully against the light from the ceiling. On the back, there was the coat of arms of Chaldea, and the blue pattern was clearly printed on the plain white card.
Coming over, it was written in black English: Phoenix-Chaldea, Human Resources Continuity Guarantee Agency, regular employee, Yagi Yuksai.
Below is the communication method used within Chaldea and an avatar. It shows Yagi Yuksai with a straight face. It is rare that he did not waste that pretty good face.
When this person doesn't speak or smile, you can tell that his appearance is actually pretty good. But once he opens his mouth, a strong sense of joking and an aura that is out of place comes to his face, covering up his face.
Not a bad face.
This is the "arms" that mature people in modern society must possess. From a magician's point of view, it is equivalent to "ceremony", right?
This is a business card.
Basically, in formal social situations, everyone will have a process of exchanging business cards.
In this society where communication is becoming increasingly efficient, being able to use a small card to let the other party remember your information can be said to be a very appropriate means of social interaction.
Of course, generally speaking, there is no photo on the business card. However, Chaldea's business card also has the meaning of "employee card" in it, so it was integrated.
Considering that most of the magicians are not good at integrating into society, especially in Antarctica, a place where no one has shit, it is understandable that they don't know the correct way to print business cards.
I had nothing to do today, and I couldn't bring myself to play games, so I just stayed in bed in a daze. I felt bored, so I took out my business card from my pocket and looked at it.
Boom!
With a rough kick on the door as a greeting, Mordred rushed in with a sword: "Yagi! Let's go! Go to training!"
"Ah, ah, I understand."
Yagi Xuezai smiled bitterly and thought that his good days were over. He sat up and prepared to put away his business card...
"Wait, what's in your hand?"
Mordred asked for it and looked up and down. The more he looked at it, the more fresh it became.
Based on the common sense she was given when she was summoned, she understood that this was a business card. However, knowledge was knowledge, and this was the first time she had seen the real thing. She looked at it several times over and over with curiosity.
"This thing is the thing called a business card that proves your identity, right?"
"That's right."
"Hey - how to use it."
"Just use it like that. Ahem, hello, Lord Mordred. This is Yagi Yukisai, an employee of Phoenix-Chaldea, a human resources survival organization. Please give me some advice."
Yagi Yusei said the official statement, took out another business card from his pocket, and handed it to Mordred respectfully.
"Oh oh oh! This is just exchanging business cards, right?"
Mordred smiled, this novel behavior amused her.
"To be precise, if I give you a business card, you have to give me one too. This is called [exchanging] business cards."
"No, here you go."
Mordred nonchalantly threw the business card he just got to Yagi.
"Hey, why don't you give me my business card? You have to give me your business card!"
"Where did I get the business card...ah, wait...I don't have a business card...I can make one myself."
Mordred's eyes suddenly shone sharply.
That's what she thought.
A business card is what is called [proving one's identity], right?
On the other hand, as long as you carefully write down your identity on the business card, and then exchange business cards with other people, your identity will be confirmed!
It should be said that he is worthy of the young Mordred. This idea is too simple.
Just do what you say, Mordred's execution ability has always been one of the best among the Knights of the Round Table.
"Anyway, how do I print a business card and what should I write on it?"
Mordred took a piece of white paper, pulled out the ball pen that Yagi Yukisai put on the corner of the table, and was eager to write on it.
"King Mordred of Great Britain, what do you think of this?"
Although Mordred seemed to be asking for his opinion with a question, in fact, he had already put down his pen and started writing.
"Well, after all, King Arthur is here too, isn't it too bad?"
Yagi Xuezai reminded her of this tactfully.
If you don't want to start a war over business cards, you'd better not do this.
He hinted at her.
"Hmm... That's right - then write, King Arthur's only designated biological son! What do you think?"
"It's the only one and it's the designated one, and you're not my son, right?"
"I want you to talk more!"
Inexplicably, Yagi Xuezai was kicked by Mordred. He squatted down and covered his painful thigh with a look of pain on his face.
Mordred, who didn't like being called a woman, and certainly didn't like being called a man, would certainly kick him.
(It’s your own fault! You deserve it! I told you to look down on me!)
Although the pleasure of revenge arose in her heart, in fact, she still needed a name.
She was really not good at this kind of official written work. Even during her lifetime, the report to King Arthur had to be revised in Argues before being submitted to King Arthur. This shows that she is really not good at paper work.
Clamping the ball pen to her lips, she pursed her lips, frowned, and said angrily: "Don't always deny me blindly. Come up with a decent idea!"
"Wow, I didn't mention it..."
"Stop talking nonsense and speak quickly. This is the order of the great Mordred!"
"Okay, okay... then... just... um... [His Majesty Mordred, the legitimate son of King Arthur, the legitimate king of Great Britain], what do you think?"
Being driven into a panic by her, Yagi Xuezai made up a nonsense. He incorporated all the elements he could think of, and the result was such a smelly, long, and meaningless business card.
"Oh oh oh! That's it! Aren't you quite capable? Yagi! When I become the king, I will definitely appoint you as the secretary. From now on, I will leave all the paperwork to you!"
Mordred wrote quickly and quickly copied this extremely long and redundant thing on the paper. The more she read it, the more she liked it, especially [King Arthur's biological heir], which made her feel like she was finally
It feels like being recognized by official documents.
"Okay! Without further ado! Let's exchange business cards right now!!"
Mordred narrowed his eyes, and the previous matter of asking Yagi to train has been forgotten...
This person is really too easily distracted by the things in front of him.
The ending?
She quickly ran to the cafeteria and found Altria Alter, who was eating a burger.
"Father! Come and exchange business cards with me!"
Altria glanced at her, silently took her business card, squeezed it hard, and threw it into the trash can.
"Haah?! Father, you?!"
"Trash should be thrown in the trash can. Is there any problem?"
His golden eyes glared at her sternly.
"Father, you idiot! Oh oh oh! This kind of father!"
"Shut up Knight Mordred! Didn't anyone teach you to be quiet at the dinner table!!"
"Father, you are such an idiot! Take one strike from me!"
"Shut up! Lord Mordred! (draws sword)"
In this way, there is peace in Chaldea today... It will probably end peacefully... probably...