My name is Konegit.

I'm the daughter of the best merchant in the royal capital of the demon king's kingdom.

That's my setting.

I'm sorry.

That's only a lie.

I want to be married.

However, I don't think that anyone's good enough for me.

My dream is to get married to a wonderful husband.

And I finally found that person.

He's one of the beastboys who enrolled at the Gullgald n.o.ble Academy and became a teacher.

He's wonderful.

Truly wonderful.

For that reason, I had given up on him because he's too wonderful for me….

But I can't stop my feelings for him.

I feel deep pain when other demoness approach him.

Because of that, I will throw away my shame and reputation and challenge him to a duel.

This is fine.

I have a strong ally.

I have the crystal of wisdom and effort of our demoness predecessors, a strategy on how to capture men.

This book.

To win a man's heart, you need to cook.

Handmade food is the best.

What on earth is handmade food?

Does it mean I have to cook animal's hands only?

Ah, food that I cook myself?

So that's how it is.

Eh?

Isn't cooking something that chefs do?

If that is the case, won't giving him the food cooked by a chef, whose profession is cooking food, better? That's not the case?

I don't understand.

Or rather, my cooking skills are at the level where you can't feed it to a living organism.

I admit it myself.

If a chef cooks it according to my instructions, would that count as my handmade food?

I'm sure it will be.

Let's go with that.

To win a man's heart, you need contact.

A man will be pleased just by being touched by a woman.

Touch him aggressively!

Filthy.

I can't do that desu.

No, it's not that I'm uninterested but….I just can't.

I can't do it.

Oh, there's another method for women who don't want to touch.

There's still a way.

Ah, crossing arms?

It's nice but the difficulty is too high for me.

Another one is….touching thigh?

Is this book stupid?

If you can touch someone there, it means you can touch everywhere!

Yeah, let's look for a little more decent….

Inviting to dance.

Right.

If we dance together, we will naturally have contact.

However, how can a woman invite a man to dance?

Isn't it almost the same as a confession?

Isn't that too aggressive?

If I back out, other women will steal him?

Certainly, that's possible.

I understand.

I'll do my best.

However, dance, is it?

A dance event…..there's nothing like that even in the near future.

If that is the case, let's make one.

That's it desu.

Fufufu.

Let's make a proposal and have the school approve it.

Let my dream materialize.

Now.

Let's ask the little ones who are attacking ahead of me.

Who sent you?

You're doing it for yourself?

It looks like I'm too late to control them.

My name is Konegit.

It is a pseudonym.

My appearance is also a disguise.

My real name is Hou Leg.

One of the four heavenly kings of the demon king's kingdom.

I have already graduated from the n.o.ble's school but I've re-enrolled.

Why?

I just want a change of pace.

I've been doing this for dozens of years.

Oh, I'm properly reporting it to the princ.i.p.al.

With this, I have a track record of catching spies and disciplining arrogant young n.o.bles.

When I saw him in Big Tree Village, I thought I can't lay my hand on him….fufufu.

Ah, no, that's not what I'm trying to say.

Relax.

I'm even determined to stop drinking for him.

For the time being, let's accept the invitation of the other two who are targeting him.

This is frustrating but I can't take a break from my job as one of the four heavenly kings.

Thinking about the time I'm not at school, it can't be helped.

Yeah yeah.

Don't say anything about me.

Whenever I'm at school, I'm Konegit.

A weak girl desu.