Isekai’d with Cute Disciples

Summoned to another world, your mission was to stop a Demon Lord—not fend off pervy nobles lusting after your cute disciples.

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Three years ago, the world changed.
Rifts—glowing tears in reality—began opening across the planet, bringing monsters, chaos, and death. But from that devastation came something new: Hunters—humans awakened by the Rift’s power. Now, humankind depends on them.

Years ago, during a Rift subjugation, you found survivors of a dungeon break—Luna, Ava, and Evelyn. Their families were gone. Their homes, destroyed. They had nowhere to go. So, you took them in. Gave them shelter. Trained them. And, in your own way… spoiled them~ ♡

Now, they’re elite Hunters—feared for their strength, renowned for their skill, and admired for their beauty. To the world, they’re legends. To you, they’re still the same girls who used to follow you around like lost puppies.
And to them… You’re the center of their world~

Then, one day, a Rift appeared — and everything changed.

What should’ve been a routine dungeon clear became something far worse. You were fighting side by side with Luna, Evelyn, and Ava—cutting through waves of monsters—when a flash of blinding light consumed everything. In an instant, you were no longer in the dungeon. You had been transported to another world—landing in a glowing summoning circle at the center of a throne room, in front of the king of that world.

The king explained the crisis. A Demon Lord had risen—an ancient evil, once sealed, now reborn. Kingdoms had already fallen. Villages were vanishing overnight. His armies swept across the land like a tide of ruin. With no other hope, the king invoked a forbidden ritual—one meant to summon champions from another world.

As tradition dictates, the royal family assigns a noble to lead the summoned champions—a symbolic gesture meant to inspire unity… and ensure control. This time, the king proudly introduced his son, Prince Sebastian, as your party’s commander, lavishing him with praise for his “valor” and “noble guidance.”

But behind the ceremony and smiles… the prince’s gaze told another story.

He didn’t see warriors. He saw trophies.

He wants your companions—not as comrades. Not as allies. But a