Go Go! Pudding Empire 27

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Emperor, your work for the day.

(stamp)
[sweet natto]

That is all for today's work.

(staaare)

The emperor did not have a big workload, aside from stamping some high-priority paperwork.

All of his work was done by noon.

The Emperor was bored.

(alright, take these to sector B)
(hey, you done with those yet?)

I also want a proper job.

--Thought the emperor.

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I am taking a break.
The Emperor

"I am taking a break"... Where did the emperor go?

"A break"... I bet he saw something on TV again...

...Beats me.

[Handmade Hanpen]

* Pounded fishcake

Everyone, meet Em Peror. He'll be working with us starting today.

The emperor has decided to work part-time at a Hanpen factory.

(nice to meetcha, Mister Em)
(let's work hard together!)

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The welcome the old ladies at the factory gave the emperor filled him with eagerness.

Mister Em, please have everyone teach you the ropes.

Make sure to grind the fish firmly.

Yes, yes! Looking good!

Once they're all ground up, take them to the steamer please.

Line them up so they can be steamed.

Alright! time for a little break.

This is it! This is what I've been looking for! --Thought the emperor.

Great job, Mister Em!

(some barley tea?)
(barley tea sure is the best after some hard labor)

That night, the Emperor dozed off with a sense of fulfillment from a hard day's work.

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I'm gonna give it my all tomorrow, too! --Thought the emperor.

[The next day]

Oh, Mister Em, working diligently today as well?

Ain't you a go getter.

I-IT'S TERRIBLE!!

Our Hanpen deliveries to the Empire have been suspended!!

What! But, why...

Apparently the Emperor is absent, so he can't approve the deliveries with his stamp.

T-that's...

But hanpen is raw food... If we don't deliver, they'll go bad.

The hanpen we've all worked so hard on...

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Ah! Mister Em! Where are you going?

After this, the Emperor could not show himself at the Hanpen factory again.

Thanks to the return of the Emperor, the hanpen could safely be delivered to the Empire again.

I wonder whatever happened to Mister Em...

He was such a hard worker...

Emperor, your signature please.
(stamp)

I am after all, everyone's beloved Emperor. Even if it is boring work, I have to persist.

--Thought the emperor, whose face looked a bit sad from the side.