Elsie's Point of View
Hadn't been here for a week, my employees were already looking down in horror every time I swung my feet into Cavern's Runaway. Any day, any time I came, they were busy wandering here and there just to tidy up their appearance, continuing their sleep on the computer desks, stop gossiping, and so on—all because of the new rules that I set here.
Just like this day, as I strolled gracefully observing the work of employees—who had been busy in front of the computer, with a trembling body and cold sweat—were looking afraid of making a little mistake in front of me. I idly stopped my steps next to Jack Turner who had been breaking out in a cold sweat for an unexpected visit from me. I glanced carefully at his ridiculous behavior that refused to move from the computer screen.