A genius, long-haired, dark-haired magical girl; the world's last demi-human catgirl; a round-faced little chef whose cooking has the effects of magical potions; a cold and aloof Sword Saint, a once-in-a-millennium talent; a solitary half-demon girl; an ancient dragon who can transform into a mature beauty...
Surrounded by a group of beautiful girls whose looks and strength are both unfairly exceptional, I should be blissfully happy as the only plain leaf in the party (?), right?
But reality is cruel!
Why does the genius magical girl “accidentally” protect me inside a magic barrier of absolute defense in every battle, while staring at me like I'm some rare animal?
Why does the aloof, silver-haired Sword Saint say I'm a nuisance, yet precisely block every stray arrow with her scabbard, while her free hand keeps brushing the back of my neck as if by accident?
Why does the catgirl love sneaking into my bed in the dead of night, rubbing her fluffy ears against my chin and purring contentedly?
Why does every ordinary lunch the little chef feeds me make my face flush, my heart race, and my whole body go weak, like a top-tier charm potion?!
Why does the half-demon girl keep watching me from the shadows with those red eyes, then quickly turn away when I catch her, while her tail secretly coils around my wrist?
And that mature dragon lady! What happened to her dignity?! Why does she keep using me as a pillow, claiming that “a hero needs plenty of rest”?
Most absurd of all, why are they all trying so hard to hide the fact that I'm the legendary person destined to defeat the Demon King: the Hero?!
“Hey, you over there! Defeating the Demon King is a serious mission! Act serious! Stop touching my legs!”
