The Academy’s Weakest Became A Demon-Limited Hunter

“Why kind of question is that all of a sudden?” “I just got curious.”

For simply being curious, she seemed very interested in my ideal type.

Does it matter?

“My ideal type…”

I hadn’t seriously thought about it since puberty.

I decided to think about it on the way to the Class A classroom. A little later, I finished thinking.

“Of course, I’d like her to be pretty. And maybe… I’d like a girl who could take care of me.”

“Someone who takes care of you?”

“I feel good when someone takes care of me. Like when you brought me a lunchbox thinking of me.”