I Become a Staff Officer in the Demon Army, but I Can Only Do Office Work!

And on trial day.

The venue was the Demon King's Army Guard garrison on the outskirts of the Devil's Capital.

Several people from the barracks station and a few from the combat unit participated. Furthermore, His Majesty the Demon King sits in the First Class.

"Hey guys, how have you been!

"" "Whoa, whoa, whoa!

- Waving to answer the voices of the inhabitants of the Devil's Capital that there should be 10,000 units.

His Majesty the Demon King.

No, it's a good thing His Majesty's popularity is high. I was prepared at a stage when rumors spread that His Majesty would visit the trial.

That's okay.

It's not a problem.

And there's more than one.

"Are you guys excited?

"" "No. Yeah, yeah, yeah!

"Ugh!

"Mr. Director, I'm sorry, Nori.

"That's not the point!

The first. Mr. Yurier is Norinoli. And he's doing some kind of MC.

Developd by this institute, the magic prop that puts your voice on magic and communicates it widely...... well the point is to use the microphone to talk at the usual rate.

"That being said, Commissioner, you can't help it anymore, can you? I can't even say 'go home' now."

"Ex post facto consent."

"Fine, fine. Besides, you got your permission, didn't you?

"Get my permission before your majesty! Why don't I know until the day!

"If you knew, you would have definitely stopped it, wouldn't you?

"Naturally!

First of all, the trials seem interesting, but the pictures are really plain.

That would be great for weapons lovers, but it's not a race like horse racing or wheel racing.

"Well, the Devil's Capital isn't entertaining these days, okay? Huh?"

"Ha..."

Terrible, isn't it, this army?

This just got a lot better, didn't it?

Hold your head and look at the audience seats that shouldn't have been.

Whether you've given up on having a wide variety of elephant Demon Capital residents, or if you allow Yurier to partition them and incite them to live a dark militant club, there's something you shouldn't miss.

The upper central part of the audience, usually showing an arm that does the job with Teki and doesn't miss a single piece of copper coin, an elf in charge of accounting at our station shouted in a clear voice that couldn't beat the cheer.

"Come on, we're about to start a trial! The prototype demon statue XSG69 developed by the Demon King's Army Development Authority or the new weapon XGW69 designed by the genius toddler Yayoi Misaka! I have no idea which one is going to win! Now, which one do we all bet on?!?"

Its inclusive body is healed just by watching, but only this time it gets sadder and sadder.

"I bet 10,000 on Leona's demon statue...... no 20,000 HELL!

"Then I'll bet 50,000!

"No, I hear you and the Barracks are deeply involved in the establishment of the Design Bureau. 30,000 HELL to the design bureau where the odds are high!

"Everybody calm down. In order, in order, right?

Problem number two, Eli was partitioning the gambling.

And he's not upset by the uplifting men on the bet, handing out paper like a ticket as magnificently and accurately as he does when he's doing his clerical work.

I snapped Mr. Yurier's microphone and shouted at her.

"There, what are you doing!?"

"As you can see, it's gambling!

"Chest up, what are you talking about!

"Your Majesty's permission has been granted!

Your majesty aaaaaaaaa!!

I'm sorry, Akira, but it looked interesting.

"It's too appropriate!

"That's good. It's not like gambling is a crime."

Mm-hmm. Right.

Then there's no reason to stop...... I wonder if not.

"By the way, I bet a hundred grand on the Bureau of Development!

"Don't put pressure on me!

"You don't have to worry about me or anything! A hundred grand? That's no big deal!

Your Majesty might be, but a hundred grand is a pretty good amount...

Oh, no, I'm getting a headache.

Perhaps this noise, hosted by Eli.

He would incite the shooting heart to enthusiasm every bet and spend it on the National Cemetery Expansion Cost with that money.

What a merchant soul success. He is the head of the former boulder chamber of commerce.

Perfect, except my stomach started to tingle. I would like you to demonstrate your success elsewhere.

I see, this is what the psychic performance assessment exam once imposed on Leona was - and I still understand it.

Did you look at me poking at my desk and losing it to the boulder?

Mr. Riina came to see where he came from. An angel?

"Sir, can I get you something to drink? Coffee..."

"Oh, please"

"Okay. Coffee is 500 helles."

"Yes, sir. Um, where's the 100-hell big copper coin?"

Even so, a cup of coffee of 500 HELL is a bit expensive considering the price of the Devil's Capital. Feels like I said baseball field price - that?

"... money?

"Yes. Oh, or would you have preferred tea...?

"No, that's not what I meant."

What kind of money do you need? When did you get paid?

Besides, at prices like baseball stadium, cinema or amusement park......

"Could this be part of the golden measure"

"Uh... yes, it is... We'll throw away supplies that are about to expire or flush them to the city well cheaply, so we'll sell them here as long as we do that..."

"Who said that?

…………

With a slight tear in her eyes, Riina pointed to an elf woman who was harboring a man passionate about elephant gambling.

…………

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"... this is 500 HELL"

"Oh, yes. Thank you."

I don't care anymore.

A few minutes later, Mr. Sophia went into the venue late and sat next to me with her eyes black and white.

She didn't know about it either. I can imagine what I would have stopped if I had known. Mr. Sophia is a good man, really.

"What's going on, Master Akira?"

"Don't ask. It's just going to be empty."

The trial finally begins while reducing stomach pain.