Rin doesn't hate her job.
She doesn't particularly love it, but it's not bad. It doesn't have a massive number of benefits, but it gives her something to do and allows her more leeway than most residents of Hel. She doesn't have to worry about the punishment that the wicked undergo, or the crushing boredom of the grey realms. Paradise would have been nice, but she's not sure if she could have made it there, considering… well. Ninja.
There's a lot of paperwork, though. Rin's job is mostly paperwork, honestly. Sometimes she makes tea or checks up on enchantments, or tours through the Hel layers to make sure everything is running smoothly. Most of her time, however, is tied up in all the paperwork.
Hel is a bureaucracy, and Rin is pretty sure this is only true because Leah found it amusing, because not a single one of her stories of her old Hel involved paperwork beyond a single land deed.
(It could be worse, she tells herself. She could have been forced into overseeing the torture.)
Most of that time is spent on records. Who died, when, why they were sent to the section of Hel they went to, and so on. Rin has to read through and stamp every last one to signify that there weren't any errors made by the enchantments, and then file them away. She's had to do this for her own death. She's had to do it for more than a few dead comrades, whom she'd tried to visit in the time since (Biwako had been… surprised, to say the least). She's had to do it for more than a few old enemies, too, though that was a bit more viciously satisfying.
At least she got a shiny new uniform out the deal! And a clipboard! And Kushina is here now. That has to mean something, right?
Kami, this job is weird.
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Next Time: Honestly, milkshakes doesn't even seem like a word anymore.
On the other hand, Leah's gotten some good conversation out of someone who doesn't know who she is for the first time in years, so that's nice.