Asagi well and truly hated her job.
For three years now, she had been working under the ex-Tyrant Valvatorez. He had been one of the two initial problems. He had forced her to remember so many seemingly arbitrary rules she could have sworn they had partially turned her brain to mush after the very first day. And then there was his favorite food; sardines. If the young gunner never heard that word again it would be too soon! He was a nice enough guy, sure, but the way he went on and on about them drove her slightly mad. Many would say she had gone off the deep end long before the two had met, but that was neither here nor there.
The second problem she had from the get-go was what she actually did. Namely, being a Prinny Instructor-in-Training. For fifteen consecutive hours a day she had to put up with the little blue bastards. She thought she was done living amongst the condemned penguins after the whole 'Asagi Wars' debacle, but it seemed the universe had found yet another way it could spite her. Barring the occasional fluke that retained their human (or, rarely, half-human) memories, they all were amnesiac, justifiably confused, and very prone to breakdowns when they realized just what they had gotten into. They were so similar in fact, sometimes she would pretend they were clones just to blow off some steam.
These issues in and of themselves would have caused the girl to resent ever coming to Hades. But there was one more that absolutely clinched it. It was that damn werewolf steward of his; Fenrich. Every damn time she slipped away, he found her within two hours and dragged her back. Okay, sure, maybe letting someone who triggered a planet-destroying machine run around unchecked was a bad idea, but she had learned her lesson! …Really!
Come to think of it, where was he today? It wasn't like she ever got any official days off, and she had slept through most of the morning.
Oh well, it was probably nothing. Time for breakfast! Feeling rather refreshed for once, Asagi stretched out and got out of bed.