#About how I keep jumping between all kinds of organizations, recklessly courting death, and somehow never die#
Lilith completed 99 missions playing cannon fodder, but an accident happened just as she was about to finish her final mission and retire.
The System malfunctioned, trapping her in this world. The only way to escape was to fake her death.
From then on, she headed wherever the danger was greatest, spending every day either courting death or on her way to court it.
How Lilith sees herself: a flirt juggling N jobs, the most conspicuous undercover agent around, soaring like a great roc on the brink of a spectacular crash every single day.
How everyone else sees her:
Gin: An undercover agent? If that idiot really had that kind of brains, I might actually be impressed.
The famous Mr. Mori, whose name shall remain unmentioned: Give me a dozen more undercover agents like this. More, more!
5t5: I've spotted a little cutie! Thanks for the gift, Higher-Ups!
Cult Leader Geto: As the mascot of the Star Plasma Vessel Cult, where do you think you're going, Lilith?
Bourbon: You've done well. Leave the rest to us.
Ranpo: What's wrong with Lilith belonging to the Detective Agency? Nothing!
Bandage Freak: You can't escape, Lilith-chan, not before I leave this rotten world.
Lilith, who had somehow become the darling of every organization: Is there something seriously wrong with all of you?
Lilith is a witch who feeds on love. As long as someone loves her, they can provide her with an endless supply of magical power.
But no one in this world could love her. Humans feared her, hated her, and thought about killing her every moment of every day.
She thought dying would be easy, but this time she'd miscalculated.
"Lilith deserves to be loved by anyone in this world."
But if this keeps up, I'm going to become invincible.
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Please note:
1. A healing everyday story
2. Silly antics and characters getting picked on
Theme: Love is the greatest magic in the world
