Corporate Slave Hero Says He’s Quitting His Job

"Come on, it's hard"

"I don't have a hip in me, my hip."

"Ugh, shut up! I've never done a field job before!

"Still, I'm in trouble if you don't get used to it. Here! Move your hands!

"Knock."

Isbell is currently working on expanding my field.

At the end of the day, that place ended with a contract to help my field until it was ready, subject to taking me to the Adventurer Alliance.

And this is how the two of us work in the field...

Honestly, field work is harder than bad combat.

Like me now, it's still easier for me to plant crop seedlings, but the task of plowing them reduces nerves a few times more than normal.

"Yikes - hon. Have you dug too deep again?"

"Do I have to fix one up? It."

The dirt in the part where Isbell slammed the quail was blowing up on one side around it.

Yes, the point is, it's hard to apply or subtract force.

Demons with higher statuses than humans have monstrous muscle strength without magical physical enhancement.

It is also the power of the Demon King, the supreme being of the Demon Nation.

We must now add and subtract the biggest of that, which we should have waved at all costs to take our lives so far.

There's no way I'm not tired.

"... well, you can get around there. Let's take turns, Isbell."

"Ugh, oh... I still don't think so"

Isbell grips the quay and lays face down.

I've never seen a demon king depressed or anything like that.

I'm not bragging about anything.

"It's not. I need you to be able to plant seedlings."

I give Isbell the vegetable seedlings I had.

This was given to me by the villagers because it would be faster to grow from seeds.

In fact, we need Isbell to remember a lot of work.

Because I need to get the least amount of work done to get the most out of it.

Well - it's not like I don't have the kindness to remember it now because one of these days I'll be working in the field on my own land.

"Wow, okay. Good luck."

"Oh, come on"

Isbell nodded forcefully, but is he aware that it is no longer anywhere, such as the majesty of the former demon king?

It's time for you to quit working on it.

In the end, after half a day, Isbell remembered her general job.

I didn't have more work to do than I did before, but I guess it's commendable to still remember and be able to move on to execution.

Isbell can do what I can already.

"What do you say? Would I have become one, too?

"Oh yeah......"

Isbell, who widened the field to a specified extent and planted the crop, turned his Doya face to me.

It sure works great.

But...

"Now will you take me to the Adventurer Alliance!?"

Isbell's eyes are filled with the color of expectation.

Once the field is complete, there will be no more to do for the time being.

I mean, that's all I need help with.

When I'm done, I'll have to take Isbell to the Adventurer's Alliance.

"Ha... ok. Let's go tomorrow."

"Ho, that's true!?"

He smiles like a child.

Isbell is not tall, but she has a beautiful face and a body...... her chest and ass are always apart.

Yeah, I don't look like a kid after all, but the gap between attitude and appearance is dazzling.

As far as I'm concerned, I still have a strong impression of the Demon King and I'm not used to her now, but it would seem preferable to the preferred.

Starting today, I have to sleep under one roof with such a poisonous woman in my eyes.

Blah, blah, blah, blah. Anxiety is bigger than anticipation.

If this happens, let me just make some money and build my own house.

"I'm done for the day. The sun's setting, and we're going home."

"Uhm!"

Isbell nods in a good mood.

At that moment, the sound of an adorable hunger complaint echoed from her abdomen.

"Ugh... um"

……

Speaking of which, I hadn't fed him anything yet today.

After that discussion, I immediately moved to field work, naturally.

"- I'll make you dinner. You want something to eat?

"Become, can a brave man make ⁉"

"I'm not a brave man anymore, I'm just Adele. Well... it's been a long journey. I can do a lot of chores."

The diner was on a shift basis and I was the second best cook at the party.

Though the best was the Virgin.

"So, what do you want to eat?

"Mmm, I can't think of any sudden questions."

"What about meat?

"I like meat. You especially like cow lean. It's hard to fatten."

I was surprised to like something surprisingly realistic.

Or will a woman who would also be the Demon King gain weight to the extent that she ate meat fat?

... Let's not ask because it's horrible.

"Surely there must have been extra beef I got yesterday, or would I cook it on a lean steak"

"Steak! Love it! I want the sauce."

"I wonder if that makes you fat..."

Me and Isbell are going into the house, bickering.

I can't believe this relationship between a brave man and a demon king, even though it's former.

They had a denomination somewhere screaming for the coexistence of humans and demons, but you'd be surprised to see this.

Believe me. I may not even.

Well, there's no need to tell them.

I have only had this hidden life for a few days or I feel more fulfilled than ever.

I don't know about the future, but I think I can do quite a bit with Isbell the Demon King.

For starters, take Isbell to the Adventurer's Alliance as promised.

- I hope nothing goes wrong.