They All Call Me Useless, So Why Are They Crying When I Fall and Become a Demoness?

Toya was at a loss for words. All three of his teammates were weirdos.

The Saintess was nothing but a mascot, always letting everyone down at crucial moments.

The Princess was the product of close-kin breeding, with huge... assets and nothing between her ears.

The Hero was a reckless fool who charged headlong into everything.

And yet, despite all that, he and these teammates managed to slay the Demon King, defeat the evil dragon, and bring an end to the age of chaos.

But after their triumphant return, the three women received unparalleled honors, while he seemed to have nothing to do with it. Instead, he was framed and betrayed.

"We were the ones fighting. What use were you besides hiding behind us?"

Hunted by the very humans he had protected, he was forced to flee.

When the curse the Demon King had left on him took effect, he became the Demon King's successor, a new Demon Princess.

As his three former teammates gradually came to understand the truth, they were consumed by regret.

Lying deathly ill, he suddenly sat bolt upright. Was I the useless one all along?

When the three women, weeping bitterly, set out to find him, reality dealt them a crushing blow.

"Toya is dead. You drove him to it! And I, Galai, successor to the Demon King and princess of the demon race, will usher in a new era!"

But his new teammates... seemed a little off.

"Hey, I'm a demon, a really nasty one. Don't come any closer!"

"Ehehe, Galai 🤤, I'm having a Galai craving, ehehehe~"

A domineering Demon King getting 😍? That's just too pathetic.