[Playing the fool to catch the tiger off guard + everyone reading too much into things + peak-level swagger + impeccable style]
Reincarnated as a Demon King, I decided to disguise myself as an ordinary passerby. Whenever trouble arose and I couldn't decide what to do, I would die first.
Then, at the big reveal when I finally dropped my secret identity, everyone would gasp: “So you’re the Demon King! I never imagined you’d been hiding it so well! Please accept my utmost respect!”
Plan: perfect ✓
But then, out of nowhere, I tripped and fell.
My catgirl subordinate lost her cool: “Our lord must have a good reason for doing this. Could it be…? Just as I thought, there’s a treasure buried underground.”
…
I landed flat on my back, and someone made me eat dirt.
The heiress burst into tears: “Would you really risk your life just to earn my approval? Just as you know there’s no future for us, yet still remain steadfast on the path of love… If that’s how it is, then I’ll go with you!”
…
On a dark, windy night, I casually set something ablaze, then sat there munching on bread and admiring my handiwork as a villain.
As it turned out, I accidentally saved a kingdom again, and the bread in my hand became a whole imperial feast.
“You risked yourself to set up this master plan. Truly, you never cease to amaze me.”
“Please, eat, drink, and enjoy.”
Unbelievable. They weren’t even pretending anymore.
At last! I shed my secret identity and prepared to face tens of thousands of troops as the Demon King.
But they all dropped to their knees in unison.
“My lord, we are at your service.”
Damn it, I was just trying to show off. Why is it so hard?
The fried chicken looks good [full]