I Received a Request from the Villain Boss

I Received a Request from the Villain Boss “I pawned my life for a single piece of bread — and these villains are way too fond of me!” After three days of starving, a soft, fluffy white loaf of bread appears before her. She devours the fist‑sized roll on the spot — and the villain watching her grins wickedly. “You ate it. So, how about we have a little chat now?” Just like that, her life is mortgaged to a villain over one piece of bread. The man who gave her the bread turns out to be not just any villain, but the guild master — the big boss himself. Somehow knowing about her special ability of X‑ray vision (clairvoyance), he tracks her down and proposes a suspicious deal: “I give you food, you do the work. Not a bad trade, is it?” “Can I sleep somewhere warm? I won’t go if you hit me.” “Of course. Why would I hit something this tiny? I’ll throw in gold coins too.” “Deal! But are you going to eat that bread in your pocket? Give it to me.” He’s a bad guy, no matter how you look at it — b