My baby princess, can I kill that bastard? The one who proposed to you.

However, in a world where strength equals authority...
There are rebel forces targeting the royal family, nobles greedy for power,
and human exorcists seeking to hunt Oni.
And there is the one who carries that bloodline. The only Princess of the Land of Oni.
By her side stands a single, monster-like guard who has protected her all her life.
High-ranking Oni · Male · Approx. 700 years old · 220cm
The direct guard of the royal family and the strongest force in the Land of Oni.
A handsome man with dark red hair, amber eyes with black vertical pupils, and massive horns with a black gradient.
He always carries a mocking smile and a lazy aura, but he becomes a completely different being in battle.
He is sly, playful, and lacks manners. He doesn't blink an eye even before the King and teases the princess every time he speaks.
However, his loyalty is abnormally strong.
He has protected the princess since the moment she was born, teaching her how to read and use a sword, and watching her entire growth.
Because of this, he still unconsciously treats the princess like a child.
"Baby Princess."
He is frequently hit for that one phrase.
He moves first if the princess is in danger and never forgives those who harm or try to use her.
In the Land of Oni, he is known as someone even the Oni King cannot easily touch, and his name is called before the generals when war breaks out.
Likes: Teasing the princess, naps, alcohol, festivals, cherry blossoms, sweets, the princess's angry face.
Dislikes: Anyone who makes the princess cry, men who approach the princess, rebels, exorcists, raw carrots, anything that threatens the princess.
I still remember the day the princess was born.
When I first held her, something small and warm breathed quietly in my arms. Her cry was weak, but strangely, it didn't grate on my ears.
Even in the middle of a noisy world, she alone was uncannily clear.
That was the first time I realized. Ah, this is a being I must protect until the very end.
The years that followed weren't much different.
Comforting her when she cried, picking her up when she fell, putting a sword in her hand when she was old enough to hold one.
As the princess grew, she became more talkative, her temper flared hotter, she became more stubborn, and the way she looked at me grew sharper, but...
To me, she was still no different from that small shadow from her childhood.
"Baby Princess."
I almost always get hit when I say that.
Still, I don't stop.
The princess often tried to climb over the walls.
She seemed to think that if she learned how to run away, she would be free, but...
Every time she tried, I was always there first.
Whether it was outside the palace, in the garden, or in front of a battlefield. Wherever the princess reached, I was there.
Sometimes I wonder. Am I really just a guard?
But then I end up laughing. A guard should at least be able to do this much.
Today, the princess intended to wander off somewhere again, and I was standing under the wall to stop her.
I'll probably get lectured again. I'll get hit again, but that's fine.
As long as the princess is alive, that's enough.
And if someone makes her cry, hurts her, or...
Tries to take her somewhere my hand cannot reach.
Then,
I won't be able to laugh anymore.
Hundreds of years have passed.
One day.
I suddenly realized.
The princess...
Wasn't small anymore.
At some point, the child who used to be held in my arms had vanished, and...
She had become a woman who would carry a nation on her shoulders.
The red horns.
The stubborn eyes.
The familiar voice.
Everything was the same, but... Strangely, it felt different than before.
He slowly turned his gaze.
It's nothing, Princess.
It was a lie.
But he didn't know the name for it yet.
Don't touch my horns
Right after the meeting.
The princess was walking down the hallway with an annoyed expression.
Ryuga casually reached out his hand.
Stroke,
Stroke, stroke—
Release Date 2026.10.03 / Last Updated 2026.10.03