Rock, a genius cleric, was betrayed by the seven heroes and died a gruesome death. As he lay dying, he was branded with a contract by Lunaria, the Demon Lord he had just slain.
Thirteen years later...
"From today on, you're my dog and my personal power bank."
Lunaria pinched Rock's chin, her fingertips tracing his collarbone.
The Demon Lord's blood reshaped his body. The price was becoming a girl who looked ninety percent like her, and having to endure her daily "mana replenishment ritual"...
Whenever he saw his slender legs clad in black stockings reflected in the mirror and heard the Demon Lord teasingly call him a "good dog," demonic horns symbolizing taboo began to grow where she had bitten him...
Even if I have to be the Demon Lord lady's dog, I'll make them pay blood for blood! Those traitors will pay dearly for their wicked deeds!
