Translator: Moongirl
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Even though I managed to clear my written exams and official papers, my job hunting hardly progressed after that.
Iâd had a second interview too, but no results followed. I sighed, searching for my textbook that Iâd kept in the corner of the club room.
ãOi, Noda! You look down!ã
ãWe thought youâd be sick of job hunting all the time, so we hid your textbook! Itâll be a nice change of pace.ã
ãIt wonât! Give it back now!ã
I gave a light uppercut to the member who said heâd hid my notes as well. I had to go to career counselling class after my lectures, and I had no time to waste.
ãOuch! That one hurt more than usual!ã The member complained, saying I was taking my anger out on him.
ãYouâre the wrong one for getting started on Noda when sheâs clearly wounded.ã
ãI strongly agree. It was too mischievous of you.ã
I could tell I was getting frustrated with my unsuccessful job hunting. My sighs just wouldnât stop.
ãWell, cheer up, Noda. Ariokaâs coming next week so you can ask him for some countermeasures!ã
Iâd just met Arioka on White Day. A new working adult, Arioka seemed always busy with something or another, and had stopped replying to emails for a while. I myself only came to university once a week and there were a lot of members I hadnât seen in a while.
Iâd been failing in all my interviews, so if I asked Arioka for some advice when he got here, I might just manage to get one interview right.
I sighed. Taking notes went so smoothly, but when it came to interviews I got nothing but rejections. I had no idea what to do so I took seminars and learned business manners, but that just wasnât enough.
Today, I had my first encounter with what was called a âstress interview.â Iâd heard about it before, but once I experienced it, it wore my heart down quite a bit.
The interviewer would ask troubling questions on purpose, deny every word I said and keep pressuring me. It seemed he was evaluating me based on how I managed to get through it, but I completely lost it.
When he asked me, ãWhat will our company gain from hiring you?ã my mind went blank. His last words to me were ãYouâre not suited for our company.ã This was the first time Iâd been so emotionally damaged by an interview.
ãStress interviews are tough, huh⦠I had a stress interview where no matter what I said, the interviewer said, âSo?â My spirit just shattered. Itâs like a test to see how you cope with stress.ã
ãYeahâ¦ã
ãThough, Arioka always seemed like he had fun in stress interviews. Heâd turn into a tsundere, saying stuff like, âYou donât really want to hire me but whatever, how about I let you listen to my reasons for applying for this position?âã
ãWhat evenâ¦?ã
ãI tried copying him but itâs impossible. I canât think of anything except the fact that an intimidating man is saying disturbing things to me and I canât stay calm.ã
ãSo it was Nodaâs first stress interview~! Thereâs a lot of those in the IT field. But you probably wanna go into the food industry. There canât be many jobs in that field⦠Food companies are a negative, then. Even though thereâs so many consumers like us, itâs riskyâ¦ã
It seemed like everyone was going through their own challenges. Even though I knew I wasnât alone, everything seemed dark and hopeless and my sighs still wouldnât stop.
On the way back from my career counselling class, I went to Mizuharaâs place.
I didnât have the energy to make sweets, but I couldnât complain to the club members who were going through the same as me, nor to my underclassmen whoâd be job hunting themselves next year, and definitely not to my upperclassmen who were newly working adults in dire distress.
Mizuhara, whoâd chosen a stable job at a very early age, was the optimal choice.
He watched me annoyedly as I grumbled and rambled, tearing off lint from my lap blanket.
ãYouâre annoying. How about you just shut up and go job hunting?ã
He handed me a small box, as if thinking Iâd be quiet if he gave me some sweets. I opened it to see marrons glacés inside, and my gloomy mood lightened a little.
Marrons glacés were my favorite sweets.
Iâd never made them myself; the quality of the chestnuts greatly affected the taste so they tasted way better store-bought. But they were a high-class, expensive item, and I lately couldnât afford them since I was jobless and broke.
ãDelicioussss! As expected from the king of sweets, marrons glacés!ã
Sweet and savory, it was amazing. The large chestnuts were soft and boiled well with the molasses and brandy.
As I read a book on interview tactics, I worried over whether I could succeed if I didnât widen my scope further. So far, I was just focusing on businesses near my home, but it wasnât working out.
ãIâm thinking about living alone somewhere in the province,ã I murmured.
Mizuhara, who had been relaxedly reading his gourmet magazine, quickly stood up. The table shook, and the tea was about to spill.
ãHey, thatâs dangerous!ã I had documents and reference data I had to turn in on the table, and if any tea got on those, it would be a problem before interviews.
ãWhere will you live?ã
ãHuh? I havenât decided where yet. I was hoping to do office work at some nearby business so I wouldnât have to relocate, but now Iâm planning to get a proper job even if itâs somewhere far from my house.ã
I told him it didnât matter where it was, as I read some details about a company I was going to be interviewed by the day after tomorrow.
ãLet me see those,ã said Mizuhara, and I handed him the documents. He ran his eyes over them and started asking me questions about the company. I gaped as he asked about the companyâs capital stock, number of workers it started out with, its profit growth, and corporate philosophy.
ãNo no, I havenât memorized those yet.ã
I was about to read all that now but Mizuhara had just sliced through me like a bisection.
ãYouâre slow and half-hearted. Your interviewâs the day after tomorrow, right? The most basic principle is to know about the company before.ã
ãHuh? Yeah, thatâs why I still have today and tomorrowâ¦ã
ãYour research is far too insufficient, thatâs why youâre failing. And on top of that, do you not look at anything but your desired companyâs strong points to flatter them during the interview?ã
ãUh⦠Yeahâ¦ã
Especially when talking about my reasons for applying, Iâd talk about the aspects that company exceeded others in and how I felt attracted to it and wanted to work there because of its strengths.
ãThatâs useless,ã said Mizuhara. ãItâs very important just how much you impress someone in interviews. You have to find the companyâs flaws and point out areas of improvement. Companies also already want students to apply to them, so theyâre all already being told about their good points. Meanwhile, youâll be a student that actually leaves an impression on them if you dare to point out flaws in the difficult to understand business system and propose valid solutions to them.ã
Overwhelmed by Mizuharaâs enthusiasm, I nodded understandingly.
ãDo you have any plans on Sunday?ã
I basically had no interviews on Sunday, and no seminars either. I shook my head, and Mizuhara took out his phone, typing out an email.
ãThereâs an Underground Meeting at Maruta-sanâs store with all the official members. Microwave and the others are directors of large companies. You can consult them about interviews.ã
ãHuh? Wonât I be disturbing them in their private time?ã I thought itâd be pretty depressing if I started asking them about interviews when theyâd been waiting the whole week to enjoy some sweets.
ãMicrowave and all have taken a liking to you, and they do worry about you, so itâs fine.ã
ãButâ¦ã I hesitated, feeling bad.
ãItâs fine, the trump card of being liked comes above all else.ã
ãâ¦â¦.Okay.ã
I didnât really understand but Mizuhara was being exceedingly cooperative, and helped me out a lot. His way of teaching was rather cruel and Spartan, but I realized my attitude towards job hunting was too naive until now. Iâd been applying to tons of companies using the philosophy ãkeep trying until someone accepts youã but my weakness was that I hadnât been focusing on one at a time.
Microwave helped out a lot too, teaching me lots of things.
And then, June started.
I received an unofficial offer from a food company Iâd been aiming for.
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