The lowest-level demons have tails covered in sharp spikes. As their magical power grows, their tail appearance undergoes a dramatic transformation.

Low-level demons also have very low intelligence. They can't take human form and are driven only by instinct and higher demons, becoming food for others.

Some luckier low-level demons evolve into imps, gaining their own consciousness. But in the demon realm, elimination rates remain extremely high.

Facing this perilous world, they have three choices. First: drift alone in the demon realm, surviving on luck.

Second: join major demons' camps as vassals. After all, imps are the demon realm's main fighting force.

This choice avoids sudden death in the harsh environment. But their fate... isn't much better. The demon realm has always followed survival of the fittest.

So scary! I'm shivering uncontrollably.

Third: this falls under what we Demon Hunters handle. Some talented imps get summoned by evil forces like Sorcerers in the mortal world. After signing contracts, the demon realm grants them power to help villains do evil.

But I heard Qingmiao specializes in solving these cases. Hehe, just imagining future missions with Sister Miao makes me so happy~

"Ara ara, what's our cute little Demon Hunter sister daydreaming about? You've been frozen here for ages~" Seductive Senior Felicia waved twice before my eyes, snapping me out of my thoughts. "Time to go, or our president will get angry. Have you ever faced her punishment?"

She gave me a meaningful smile, then turned away.

Pu-punishment? Thousand Feather Sister's punishment? Could it happen again...? Memories of last night flooded back. My body grew hypersensitive. Even the strength to stand here seemed to drain away...

This is really too much! *sniffling sadly*

Yorunozuki Senpai and Seductive Senior Felicia exchanged a glance ahead. Both wore knowing smirks I couldn't decipher, then walked on.

"If you don't follow now, who knows what'll happen next?"

"...Mm..."

I answered softly, pushing away those embarrassing memories. Then I hurried after them.

The endless corridor stretched on. Countless art paintings blurred past on the walls. Yet Thousand Feather Sister's office remained unseen.

I trailed quietly behind the chatting seniors. I didn't join in. As a Demon Hunter, chatting with Monsters—our mortal enemies—felt too weird... *teary-eyed*

"Yoru-chan, Yoru-chan~ What's Qianyu planning? Could she do that thing?"

"I don't know."

"Eh? You don't know either? What about that guy with the exposed black identity from your class? Where is he now?"

"I don't know."

"Mmm, Yoru-chan~ Don't be so cold! Talk to me~ Oh, why did our Demon Hunter junior arrive so late? Isn't she scared Qianyu will get mad~"

"She was stopped by Hill."

"Eh? Didn't I tell her someone important was coming today? How disobedient. Could it be... ara ara, I forgot to mention the name. My mistake. I'll have to apologize properly later."

"...You really are something!"

"Meh~ But think about those always with us. Our demonic nature has corrupted them so deeply. Now they're forced into mistakes. Mmm, I'd love to see little Hill's face right now~"

Hmm! Demonic corruption! Has everyone here already been...

"Mmm, our little Demon Hunter overheard us. What now?" Sensing my shifting aura, Seductive Senior Felicia tapped her chin with a puzzled look. She stared into my eyes, waiting for my answer.

"..." At her words, I froze. My hands clenched tight. I glared at her with burning anger. My whole body began trembling.