The 0th Corps Commander Became Trash! [ TCF x INTKOT ]

Previously...

"Yes, goodbye, Your Majesty.."

"See you soon, Your Majesty!"

Deon and Lilinell bid farewell to the Demon King before he left the library.

***

"Then, I'll have to go get ready for the banquet now... How troublesome.."

Deon mumbled about the miseries of his life. Before he transmigrated as Cale, he still hated attending social parties. That was part of the reason why everyone referred to Kim Rok-Soo as the iron-blooded team leader.

The worst part was that he was definitely the main focus of the spotlight!

"I think I can help with that!"

A woman's voice could be heard from behind Deon and Lilinell. The voice, while sounding deep and soothing, it sent shivers up Deon's spine

"...Devilania..." 

Now.. Who let her out?!

"Dame Devilania! Sir Arut and I were going to get ready for the banquet!"

"I can definitely help! Please allow me to, Sir Arut."

"Devilania, shouldn't you be working on paperwork?"

"His Majesty, let me go on break as tomorrow is the banquet!"

"But... You never told me your hair grew! You look so much more beautiful now with long hair."

"You can see it too, right, Dame Devilania? Sir Arut is truly breathtaking!"

"We should do our best to dress him beautifully to match his appearance then!"

Deon stood there, feeling the urge to curse the God of Death as the two other commanders dragged him out of the castle.

***

"Here we are! I rented this whole place for today, for you, Sir Arut!"

"As expected of Dame Devilania!"

"Now, Sir Arut... Please wear this first."

Devilania held up a dark green gown with lighter green and black lace, designs etched throughout the dress, and white ruffles on the hems, sleeves, and collar.

"That's a dress..."

"That's the point?"

Deon quickly turned to Lilinell, considering asking for help; however, he was met with a pair of pink eyes sparkling in anticipation.

"Let me know if you need help, Sir Arut!"

"Like hell I would let you in here while I'm dressing up!"

He retorted to Devilania, feeling a spike in anger. Even if his mood worsened, what could they do? Demon Arut was known for his notorious behavior.

Putting on the outfit, Deon walked out of the room stiffly as he watched Devilania and Lilinell check him out from every angle possible. However, Deon seriously wanted to lock himself in his room forever; this was seriously embarrassing.

"...You fit this gown better than I thought, it's starting to intrigue me. Oh, that's right! We need a dress for Lilinell, too!"

Right at that moment, Devilania pulled up another dress from the many options in the boutique. The dress was black, much like the one Lilinell had always worn, but it was also more frilly, with a multitude of white and pink lacing adorning the dress. It looked more befitting of a doll than a person.