And now, a letter had arrived. Sealed with black wax. Marked with the unmistakable crest of the Demon Lord’s former citadel.
Please come. The coffee here is terrible, and Gary keeps trying to unionize my hellhounds. yuusha-chan no bouken wa owatteshimatta! 3
“Oi, Yuusha-chan! The goblins in the eastern woods are asking for a recycling bin!” shouted a guard. And now, a letter had arrived
Yuusha-chan herself had been “generously” appointed as the Royal Troubleshooter for Post-Adventurer Integration. A fancy title for what amounted to a supernatural complaint department. yuusha-chan no bouken wa owatteshimatta! 3
The adventure was over. But the paperwork? The paperwork had just begun.