The group of elves came to my house.
“Aurene-san! It’s been a long time!”
“It’s been about 15 years.
I’ve been sending you letters, but you look well~.”
“Sylph-sama, you have changed a lot!”
“Who’s that wrinkled old woman?!”
“N-no. Not a word about that!”
Shut up. It’s noisy.
“Nyaa—! {Be quiet!)”
“Wow! What a big fat cat.”
“Woaah, look at the belly!”
Running away from the hands of those who try to touch me, I climb up the tree.
Just then, Sylph baa-san points at me.
“Everyone, hold up! That cat is Bastet-sama!
He is the one who will guide us!”
“““Oh!”””
The elves were sitting on the ground with their hands raised in a bow to me.
“Bastet-sama!”
“The one who has the qualities of the new Demon King that Aurene was talking about!”
“““Hahaha!”””
…What is this chaotic situation?
The tension among the elves is too high and strange.
“Please defeat the new cocky Demon Lord!”
“Our new Demon King!”
“Demon King Paws!”
Who is the Demon King?
Or perhaps you guys are the ones who were responsible for the title [Fake Demon King] that was attached to me?
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Appraisal Results
[Fake Demon King]
Description: The title given to those who impersonate the Demon King.
It turns to fear, despair, and nightmares of the living into power.
Even the real Demon King will not know.
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What kind of bad guy turns fear, despair, and nightmares into power?
I’m not like that.