I thought that, as a demon, the only way to stay alive was to hide in a righteous sect, keeping my head down as an ordinary disciple who avoids conflict and does good deeds.
But the righteous fairy who once hunted me down became my master by a twist of fate. And the way she looks at me... why is her gaze growing warmer and more tender?
The aloof senior sister, who once only wanted to be casual acquaintances, has also revealed the nature she buried for so long in front of me, as if she might devour me at any moment.
Even the Holy Maiden of the Demon Cult, who is hiding within the sect, has begun eyeing me greedily with a complicated, suggestive look...
Everything is spiraling out of control.
Perhaps the only thing I can do is win them over with boundless love.
