It has been a year since I came to the human world.
Finally! Finally, someone who is capable of summoning me has appeared!
In other words! I can go home!
Driven by the strong desire, I appeared in my true form in the center of a beautifully modeled magic circle.
The beginning is perfect. Way to go, me! Totally doesn’t seem like a NEET demon who’s been holed up in the demon realm for a thousand years and still lives off his brothers!
“— My name is Lucarell. In accordance with the pact… Eh?”
I was at my most radiant just a few moments ago.
But, it lasted only three seconds.
The next moment, I felt as though my blood was drained as I looked at the summoner in front of me.
A silver cross hung around his neck and held a familiar bayonet in his hand.
With a flop, I fell on top of the magic circle.
Dearest older brother, who tossed me into the human world to be independent.
It appears that I will die today.
Please prepare for my resurrection ritual.
Also, I’m never going back to the human world.
Sincerely yours,
From your NEET demon.
PS. Please tell Second Brother not to use my corpse as a test subject. If I come back to life as a chimera, I will live off of you for the rest of my life.
TN: RIP MC… And my brain cells. Hopefully, the next chapter won’t scramble my poor brain more than I can handle.
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