Blurb dated August 22, 2022, 1:10. Leaving this for now.
The cover is a template.
Yuli never expected to transmigrate, much less transmigrate into a demon, and even less into a baby demon!
This little demon of his was about the size of a palm, covered in pure black fluff. The two tiny horns on his head looked like decorations, and behind him was a limp little tail. He was rather adorable, but looked like a plush toy.
Yuli slowly: ?
Don't mess with me. Do demons really look like this?
Still, Yuli decided to make the best of it and happily live as a lazybones, becoming a useless little demon. As long as he had enough to eat and warm clothes, he'd be content. But...
The big demon, wearing a tattered butler's uniform, had tears in his eyes. "Little Master, please come back! I've already managed to beg for some milk!"
The little demon, barely dressed, offered the only intact little outfit he had. "Little Master, you can wear this. It's really comfortable!"
The red slime did its best to spread itself across the entire little bed. "Little Master, the bed is hard. Sleep on me instead! I'm really soft!"
The goat-headed demon, whose weapon was in tatters, brought out his treasured sleeve dagger. "Little Master, take this to protect yourself. It's really sharp!"
Only then did Yuli learn that he owned a territory. But when he saw the broken-down land, the demons with nothing to eat, nothing to wear, and no weapons to use, and a territory that looked more like a wasteland than a village or a city...
His blood pressure shot through the roof.
Time to get construction underway, right now! Being a lazybones was out of the question for the rest of his life. He could only slack off a little once everything was built.
Once the demons had plenty to eat, drink, and a place to live, once they were armed to the teeth with new weapons, and once their city-state was thriving, some shortsighted demons kept trying to attack them and seize this juicy prize.
The big demon, now dressed in a fine butler's uniform, asked with elegant deference, "Little Master, if you trust me, I can go alone."
The little demon, beaming beneath a dozen layers of strange clothes, said, "Little Master, leave it to me! I haven't had any new clothes in ages."
The red slime patted its watery body. "Little Master, let me go. I'll make sure none of them get back!"
The goat-headed demon stood before an arsenal of weapons in a pocket dimension. "Little Master, I'll go. Expanding the territory is urgent!"
And so, by the time Yuli came to his senses, he had ascended the throne and become the King of Demons!
Looks like being a lazybones is still out of the question.
Theme: You can't laze around; you have to work hard