Demons Out Shopping

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"Yes. Boss has people all over. All kinds." Shi Mei curled her hand up and lightly pounded the fist against her chest. "People like me. Others who do other things. It likes people who are good at what they do. Could be fighting. Could be painting. Could be gardening, or whatever. Boss has a few people who are good at finding things for it, a few who take care of the rest of us if we need. There are the full demons, of course. Guess you could say they're the real collection."

The demon child pointed Shi Mei to a seat beneath palm trees. Well shaded and cooler than the street. This would do. "Bench is fine."
 

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They moved to the bench and sat. If her feet could speak, they would be thanking her about now.

Shi Mei’s explanation made Chloe seem visibly relieved. “That… sounds a lot less terrible than what I was imagining, actually. I mean, you seem pretty happy with the arrangement.” Mei had it pretty good, all said: employment, some power, and the promise of eternal life as a full demon. A less exciting version of what Chloe had, to be sure, but with fewer moral dilemmas.

“How well does your boss treat his collection? By human standards of being treated well, I mean.”
 

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Shi Mei choked out the sound that humans recognized as laughter. "Better than most human bosses. It figures we serve better when we're happy. Ruining us would be kind of against the point. It chooses us because it likes us, and we make a deal with it because it can make us better. Most of what I do for the boss doesn't even feel like work. And what about you? You have some arrangement with your father?"
 

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That sounded much nicer than the way her father treated his servants. Here Chloe was about to start believing that all demons were jerks to their subordinates on principle, with the possible exception of their families.

“I…”

The half demon was starting to think that, maybe, this wasn’t strictly true. Maybe her father was just an asshole to his servants because he was powerful enough that he could get away with it, and not just because he was a demon. It was both a weirdly reassuring and a deeply unsettling thought.

“I sort of have an arrangement with my father, I suppose. Nothing formal yet. He only learned I exist this year. In the future, I might become the, uh, the knight to his feudal lord, or something like that.” She shrugged. “Maybe something more like a hell-princess?”
 
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