Owatteshimatta! 3 — Yuusha-chan No Bouken Wa

And now, a letter had arrived. Sealed with black wax. Marked with the unmistakable crest of the Demon Lord’s former citadel.

“Oi, Yuusha-chan! The goblins in the eastern woods are asking for a recycling bin!” shouted a guard. yuusha-chan no bouken wa owatteshimatta! 3

“Then they should have thought about that before they demanded municipal services!” And now, a letter had arrived

“Tell the goblins they can have the recycling bin,” she sighed, grabbing her sword—now mostly used for opening stubborn pickle jars. “I have to go fire a slime and un-haunt a breakroom.” “Oi, Yuusha-chan

Three months had passed since she and her party defeated the Demon Lord. Her companions had scattered: the priest opened a cat café, the warrior became a fitness influencer, and the mage... well, the mage was currently serving a six-month sentence for accidentally turning the royal treasury into sentient jelly.

The issue: my replacement, the Interim Demon Lord (a very ambitious slime named Gary), has locked me out of the coffee machine and is demanding I fill out a ‘Soul Transfer Request Form.’ In triplicate.

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