I was summoned to a fantasy world by the Demon King because I was full of negative energy. Demon King: "Servant hiding dark power, tell me your talents!" I said, "I... am an accountant!" Demon King: "What?" Hello, I became a clerk in the villain's team. I worked four days and rested three, with five insurances and two funds, a 15-month salary, an ignorant leader (the Demon King), and friendly colleagues like the Dragon race and demon race. I could take leave whenever I wanted. Under the eerie green light, at the Demon King's long conference table, under the gaze of the top ten villains, I spread out a piece of white paper and said, "Our goal this year is to make a profit of 100,000!" The cold and arrogant young Dragon sneered, his sapphire eyes shining, "Is such a small amount a goal? How much did we make last year?" I said, "A loss of 2.6 billion." Meanwhile, the Bishop of the God of Light, who was summoning souls from a different world for the Holy Maiden, yelled, "Where is she? I had such a big Holy Maiden here!" God of Light: "I saw she arrived." Two seconds later. God of Light: "I saw she left." I refused office romance and rejected male advances. Whether it was my naive, sweet, and foolish Demon King boss, The cold, proud, and smart young Dragon, The gloomy and silent dark elf who couldn't resist respecting women, The troublemakers who were mouthy and handsy, good at gathering, the whale brothers with one style, Or the gentle and reliable undead knight who often lost his head, Please reimburse expenses by the rules! ¿Shaking fist¿