#babyls student council

[madmarchhare]

We might see Iruma with the student council members again! That was fun. Also, look at their poor faces :)

#mairimashita! iruma kun #welcome to demon school iruma kun #mairimashita iruma kun #mairuma #iruma kun #m!ik #m!ik ameri #azazel ameri #ameri azazel #babyls student council #opera sensei #m!ik opera

[mimigoey]

Ameri by @dr-cute 😍❤️ drawn as requested. Thank you so much buddy 💕I love it ✨

She is the QUEEN of Demons already 👑

Don't worry about Ameri. She is no.1

#welcome to demon school iruma kun #mairimashita! iruma kun #iruma kun #ameri azazel #azazel ameri #babyls student council president #art request #digital art #mairuma

[svefs]

To everyone but you

TW!: Favouritism at it's finest, Cycle Iruma, Iruma this isn't you 😪😪😭😭, Wake up babe you're about to be pinned to a wall, mention of drugs,emo phase iruma, Iruma being possessive 😰😰😰😰 and ofc fem!reader

Summary:It was supposed to be like any other school morning in Babyls, but I guess Satan had other plans.

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It should've been a normal morning. Yup, this is 100% normal. Iruma is definitely not pinning you against the wall while his friends (Asmodeus and Clara) looked baffled at their friend's interaction with a stranger they've never met or talk to before. Definitely normal. I'm too high for this shit.

You've always admired Iruma from a distance, knowing that your chances at befriending him are slim cause of Alice Asmodeus and the fact the misfits moved to the Royal one. You were quite surprised to see Iruma, the most carefree demon you ever seen, in his evil cycle. Genuinely you were satisfied with admiring from afar but you started getting a feeling that someone keeps staring at you during at the cafeteria whenever you're sitting with your acquaintances l, or 'friends' as Iruma would say, while eating and chatting. You just dismiss this as 'just a feeling'.

"Good morning!" Shouted the student council as students landing at the front gates of Babyls. As you were about to walk to your usual group, you got startled by someone shouting.

"Wait! Iruma-sama!""Iruma-chi!" The two demons called.

Before you could even react to his name being called you were getting forcefully dragged by your collar. As you looked back you were surprised to see Iruma look a bit different? He didn't look like his usual carefree self but more sharper and dignified. At first you were questioning whether or not it was actually Iruma before concluding it was him.

"Iruma-sama why are you touching that lowly demon?"asked Asmodeus while Valac just nodded in the background.

"Excuse you?" you said back with a deadpanned look at the pink haired demon.

"You're excused," he replied back nonchalantly while you gasped dramatically.

"Don't you dare insult her Alice" said Iruma startling both Valac and Asmodeus. Uneasy due to the fact Iruma called did not call him by his nickname he froze in his spot. 'Am I going to be replaced by some lowly vermin?' was written all over his face while Valac just poked his sides.

"Leave at once, I have some unfinished business with Y/N here," he says as if he wanted to punish you or something. I mean I'm not complaining but still.

"Iruma-sama please allow me to get rid of the vermin for you," Asmodeus now with sparkling eyes said. What a change of demeanor I'm about to get dementia. At this point Iruma-kun looked like he was fed up with his friends' stubbornness and just made up an excuse while promising them he'll catch up later in class.

He sighs deeply before muttering "Now for you...," as you gulped."I've noticed you've been staring at me every now and then, mind explaining?"he said teasingly as the slams both his hands beside your face. I'm in paradise. Blushing madly at this sudden action you stuttered. If someone saw your face right now they would say you look like a tomato with drugs in it.

You laughed nervously while trying to look at everything but his eyes. Good lord have fucking mercy on this bitch. "What could you possibly mean?"you said sweating bullets as if you're experiencing drug withdrawal symptoms.

"Don't lie to me, I've seen you admiring me from afar," He continued "Did you know I feel the same was about you too darling?"

'Oh my, oh me oh my,' you thought as you blushed even harder than a tomato with drugs in it at his nickname for you. Thank the demon king I still exist you prayed as you fainted.

"Wait, Y/N-----!,"

That was the last thing you heard before waking up in the nurse's office with a bleeding nose 👍.

Note:

I can't write for ffs this is so bad

for @sleptrn and ofc my dear @fatfuckingcatstuff

Part 2

#welcome to demon school iruma kun #evil cycle iruma #m!ik x reader #iruma x reader #i'm tired

[tuffin-tuffmuffin]

Scheduling Conflict

Holy heck, I actually wrote something again. My submission for the Irumakun Discord server’s Kalego’s Really Romantic Birthday Party™ event.

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The bells gave their final six tolls, ending the school day at Babyls. Kalego stood outside the doors of the Student Council Presidential Office, with the Student Council members packing quietly and leaving at his behest. He gave a quick knock on the office’s door, hearing an uncharacteristically cheerful tone from the resident President inside. “Come in!” As Kalego stepped in, he watched the President’s warm smile switch to a polite one, as she continued packing her bag. Clearly, she expected someone shorter. “Professor Kalego,” she greeted. “President Azazel.” Ameri’s brow furrowed, and she reached for her phone as Kalego approached her desk. She thumbed it over for a few moments, then looked up. “There must be some confusion, Professor,” she said in an even tone. “I believe I asked to reschedule our meeting to... next week.” “Indeed,” Kalego replied flatly. “Which you agreed to?” “Yes.” “Then... can I help you with something?” Ameri finished packing her bag, standing up and meeting him in the center of the office. Her amber eyes, expertly hiding her annoyance, peered down at the not-quite-tall-anymore professor. Yet, Kalego could bring her down to his level. In a casual tone he asked, “Yes, Miss Ameri, I was wondering if you could answer something for me. What exactly is a ‘Valentine’s’ and ‘date?’” Now her eyes hid her alarm. “...In what context?” “The context is preceding ‘with Iruma,’ and surrounded by heart symbols. I briefly saw our meeting renamed to that after we agreed to reschedule, but before I accepted the new event in the online calendar you shared with me. When the whole event disappeared a minute later, I grew curious.”

Kalego leaned in, enjoying the single drop of sweat beading on Ameri’s forehead. Babyls’ second strictest disciplinarian under the gaze of its first was clearly a foreign experience to her. Eventually, the girl gave a rather meek response. “It’s, umm... ‘Valentine’s Day’ is a holiday from a fictional book series Iruma and I both enjoy. Fourteenth day of the second month. It happened to line up with both of our schedules with just a little adjustment and...” ���How is it celebrated?” “Well, it’s... meant to celebrate love, in all kinds. Platonic, familial, courtly–”  “Romantic?” He asked.    “Y-yes.” “Disappointing,” he said with a sigh. “Do better.” Her head tilted, a little indignant, a little defiant. “Professor Kalego, I greatly respect your dedication to academia and creating a safe and nurturing environment for students to learn. But if there was a memo encouraging teachers to meddle in any students’ hypothetical romantic relationships outside of school, I didn’t receive it.” “I am always qualified to give students advice, Miss Ameri,” Kalego replied, enjoying the feistiness provoked out of her. He began pacing, at the speed of a lecture. “And if I see them trading their ambition for frivolous romantic whims, I feel an obligation to step in.” “Excuse me?” “Miss Ameri, you rescheduled your Zaiyn exam studying primer to, what, go frolic with Iruma? I expected better from Babyls’ star student. What other critical moments will you postpone if your resolve is this weak?” “Professor.” Ameri closed the distance in a single stride, squaring up with him perfectly. It might have intimidated her fellow student, but a mere student he was not. “My weeks are filled with lessons, patrolling, student government, meetings, studying, and far, far more than any other student at this school. If I ever get a free evening, that’s because I put in the extra work weeks or months beforehand to find that opportunity. I hope you’ll understand, Professor, I didn’t ask to push back our meeting one week– One. Week.– because I chose between ambition or Iruma. I chose to pursue Iruma because I know my ambition isn’t frail enough to be undercut by a week’s delay.” Ameri hadn’t ceded an inch despite his own withering stare. Her eyes shone with an intensity Kalego worried he wouldn’t see. So, he let her continue. “I welcome critiques of my capabilities. I’ll tolerate your cynicism over my fondness for Iruma. But I would politely ask you to not to doubt my ambition. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have a date to attend.” Dramatically cocking her head to the side, she stepped around him and towards the exit. “Very well,” Kalego agreed plainly. “O-Okay?” After all the furor she’d summoned, him accepting it so quickly and matter-of-factly stalled her stride, and Ameri peered back. Kalego gave a respectful nod. “I came here because I was curious, like I said. I got my answer. Though I didn’t particularly care about you proving that fool crush of yours.” She tried to save face, despite its reddening. “Hypothetical crush, Professor.” “‘Valentine’s Date with Iruma,’ with hearts on both sides.” Her face disappeared behind her bangs as she turned away. “In truth, Azazel, you and that b–” He nearly called Iruma a brat on reflex, but Iruma had come a long way. “–that boy, you both could have done far worse. Babyls’ two brightest stars wouldn’t be a bad combination.” “I... appreciate that,” she said. “You’re in a playful mood, Professor.” “Of course. It’s my birthday,” Kalego offered, the fakest of smiles on his face. “Oh. Well, Happy Birthday, Professor.” “Happy Valentine’s. Don’t worry, I don’t think Iruma will mind how late you are.” Seeing students panic never grew old. Time taken: 4.5 hours Words: 891 Hope you enjoyed! It would be fun to do a daily writing challenge sometime. 

#welcome to demon school iruma kun #mairimashita! iruma kun #fanfiction #my fics #my writing #naberius kalego #kalego sensei #azazel ameri #ameri azazel

[marmar-woff]

M!ik 271 thoughts part III

PART I PART II

I really want to talk about Amelie. I HOPE we can see that trainig. I really want a chapter dedicate to Amelie and her training. One that is about her. God knows a love the Irumelie contend, but I think is fair that we get an Amelie centric chapter, with her and the student council, why not (I miss them). When I read this, the first thing that came to mind was Opera being the trainer. I mean the offer was put it on hold but wasn't rejected. Their team work in walter park came out short, I think they were an interesting combo so I'd like to see more of them.

Now Amelie's ambition of keep ranking up. I first glance nothing rare. She had already established what she wanted, but could Amelie want to rank up past 9? You know, to 10, since she "won't stop"?. Amelie has never affirmed or denied wanting the throne of the netherworld. She wanted to protect the school and then the rest of the world working in security with her father. Being demon queen could help wit that.

It has already been hinted that she could be Henry's candidate for the throne. She would be a great rival, that's for sure. And it could make for some interesting interactions between her and Iruma and other possible candidates. I can really see Amelie aiming for queen. She would be an interesting addition to the choice of the next monarch.

(We know that Iruma is going to be the King, but having his rivals fight more would make this journey more exciting, make it a real competition).

I thought about it before, but I'm glad they confirmed that going up to ranks higher than 5 would be very difficult. The misfits went through a lot to get to 4, but they still made it in less than a school year, so after that, moving up the ranks would be a rough ride.

I'm also going to assume that all the teachers are rank 7 (except Kalego and Balam ofc). That could be a requirement to be one at Babyls. As we saw, all the Teachers are extremely powerful, so for Amelie to reach their level seems even more hardcore.

Dinner is over, but they had a great time and Iruma's more determined than ever, having his spirits lifted and his mind more at easy after talking with Amelie; but now that I think about it, they didn't talk about the Atori incident. Idk but it's weird that no one has talked about it. And I doubt it's not something that's constantly on their minds. I can't wait for it to be discussed.

I really like Amelie's reaction to Iruma's big appetite. She didn't shut him out or tell him to change, she said "that's so you" as if to say "okay be yourself". For someone like him who has been everything others needed, to be told that it's okay to be what you want and like, it's really moving. I think it was not the first time that she had said that to him, “That’s so you”. There were other times and it really puts me at ease that they accept him for who he is and that he is free to do what he wants.

One thing that I love is that we get to see different sides of Amelie. She's very confident but can also feel insecure and awkward, and she is so ADORABLE. The waiter also thinks the same (or the money they could get by having this rich girl pay for all the food the boy she likes eats). The souvenir was really cute and unexpected, was a nice touch.

Yk I use to think that Amelie thought that Iruma was conscious of them having dates. But it seems that she is the one who is aware that he doesn't know. It’s sad but it shows that she knows what is the status of their relationship, and she is not delusional (much) thinking otherwise. You really should tell him girl, at this point it's the only way he's gonna notice!

It was a great chapter; my shipper heart is very very happy. We have awesome Amelie, awesome Iruma and awesome Irumelie. It really showed how good their relationship is.

#mairimashita! iruma kun #iruma kun #mairimashita iruma kun #m!ik #mairuma #iruma suzuki #susuki iruma #welcome to demon school iruma kun #miamura #ameri azazel #azazel ameri #irumeri #iruma x ameri #love this chapter! #amelie azazel #azazel amelie #irumelie

[just-patchy]

m!ik ocs

might make full bios for them one day www art is a separate conversation

Andras Aria

Same year as Amelie. A harpy-like demon who hides out in various passageways of the school and barely attends lessons. She is incredibly apologetic, timid and defensive, often found hiding in the comfort of dark corners and her wings. Has many sisters, most of which are adults or in the senior years of Babyls. Her cowardice partly stems from being bullied due to being the ‘ugly duckling’ of the family, and even in the matriarchal structure she ranks pretty much equal to the men.

Rank: Daleth (4)

Bloodline Ability: Discord (騒乱)

The Andras family’s bloodline ability, Discord, provokes targets into turning on each other. However, the user will also have a certain level of change in their personality. In Aria’s case, she becomes rather sadistic and arrogant in nature.

Gets along well with Camui (surprisingly) since he doesn’t treat her any differently from other girls.

Later become part of the Student Council and gets closer to Amelie, whom she admires a lot for being the exact opposite of herself.

Known sisters: Andrea, Aella, Dana

Birthday: March 26th

174 cm

Saleos Soleil

In same year as Chima and Sylvia. An incubus who flirts with anyone and a devout disciple of Elizabetta, calling her “Eli-senpai” or “Eli-nee-san”. He is naturally outgoing as he loves being around people, as well as a great listener. Has a similar philosophy to Elizabetta. Admires Professor Raim but is unsure whether he’s allowed to take her lessons due to being a boy, despite that he is an incubus.

Rank: Alef (1)

Bloodline Ability: Cupid (恋の機会)

The Saleos family’s bloodline ability, Cupid, allows them to set up circumstances for two or more targets to meet, as well as heighten their attraction. Essentially, it’s a matchmaking ability.

Gets incredibly flustered around Clara. His tail shapes itself into a heart around her.

His tail twitches a lot because he’s always crushing on someone, and a sign of him having a crush is his tail being restless.

Not really interested in ranking up. His whole family generally has low ranks regardless of actual ability.

Siblings: Sara, Leona, Luz

Birthday: June 9th

163 cm

#mairimashita! iruma kun #mairuma #m!ik #m!ik oc #andras aria #saleos soleil

[infernalflameofanger]

𝗕𝗹𝗼𝗰𝗸 𝗺𝗲 𝗼𝗿 𝗕𝗨𝗥𝗬 𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗦 𝗕𝗟𝗢𝗚 𝗢𝗨𝗧 𝗢𝗙 𝗘𝗫𝗜𝗦𝗧𝗘𝗡𝗖𝗘. 𝗜'𝗠 𝗔𝗕𝗢𝗨𝗧 𝗧𝗢 𝗦𝗣𝗘𝗔𝗞 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗘𝗟𝗘𝗣𝗛𝗔𝗡𝗧 ����𝗙 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗥𝗢𝗢𝗠 ＯＮＣＥ ＡＧＡＩＮ

During Winter 2023 the final seasonal lineup, I check out first season of Mairimashita! Iruma-kun anime adaptation based on its "shounen" manga and while animation itself isn't the best and cheapens the quality, it was rather engaging overall.

Immersive world building of Netherworld, intriuging lore involving secrets of all inhabitants, likable protagonist and cast of characters. They have everything in a great show...even some bad cons.

Obviously there is one complaint considered as a disgraceful omen in my eyes: Ｆ***ＫＩＮＧ ＡＭＥＲＩ ＡＺＡＺＥＬ.

Introduced as the student council president of Babyls Demon School. Strong-willed, ambitious, domineering, and beautiful. (Though not as elegantly beautiful as Asmodeus. Sorry not sorry) She is based of an exiled angel from showering humanity the forbidden knowledge during Hellenization. It made sense to the Azazels discovering our blue colored paper is human but what bothers me is how the series entitles itself on shoehorning Ameri in EVERY EPISODE OF HER hopelessly falling in an one-sided love with Iruma. 𝗘𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗰𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗮𝗹𝘀 𝘂𝗻𝘁𝗼 𝗵𝗶𝗺, 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗍 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗌 𝗋𝖺𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖼𝖾𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗮𝗻𝗻𝗼𝘆𝗶𝗻𝗴.

Like the poor kid just wants friends and enjoy his highschool life without getting forced into romance and out of all the demons in Babyls, Asmodeus means it well as he was sensible enough to sacrifice his feelings for friendship. (I'm deducing that homophobic shounen editors are guilty here and not Nishi. If only this was given a treatment similar to Owl House or Steven Universe)

Kind of gives me feeling of what I called "Marie canon love interest syndrome" *shudders* They downgraded her as one of female love interests makes it kind of insulting.

From season 1, Ameri has really good moments without Iruma and she is awesome out there. However once I begin to watch season 2 in the future, they assassinated her strong personality. GOOD HEAVENS, WHAT HAVE THEY DONE TO HER!? EDITORS EXPLAIN YOURSELVES.（╯‵□′）╯︵┴─┴

I mostly skip Ameri-centric episodes, because I never care much of girlboss queen being awfully weak for our good-hearted demon king. Strong girls downplayed into love interests is a pet peeve of mine. Butch Lesbians exists, alright!?

I never want to hate Ameri but character-wise, she is never a great female character.

#HOT TAKE #SORRY BUT MY HEART WANT THESE WORDS OUT #ameri azazel #NOT ANTI BUT RATHER AN HONEST OPINION #mairimashita! iruma-kun #welcome to demon school iruma-kun #welcome to demon school! iruma-kun #rant #vent #m!ik

[universestreasures]

Alyss Welcome To Demon School! Iruma Kun Verse

Alyss is a rank Vav (6) demon who attends Babyls Demon School, currently in her third year (The same year as Student Council President, Azazel Ameri). She is the heir to the Abyss clan, a mysterious demon clan full of demons of all shapes and sizes who has had members possess seats of the 13 crowns in the past. Though, most of these members are either lower-rank demons who serve the higher-ranking members of the family, or are magical beasts who serve as familiars.

The Abyss clan's bloodline magic is known as contract, an ability that allows them to form multiple contract with any creature of their choosing. This can include familiars, but also other demons and even humans. These contracts are blood-binding, with terms that usually are in the favor of the Abyss clan member who creates them. The bloodline magic allows them to grant any of the conditions of the terms, as long as they do not exceed a certain limit (example: they can't make anyone the demon king or increase their rank, but they can increase a demon's natural strength). As such, it is often advised that making contracts with Abyss clan members is unwise, unless the situation is rather desperate.

Alyss loves making contracts, but mostly in service of having more 'companions' for her many tea parties and other fun events she wants to put on, for she herself is actually rather lonely. She was once close friends with a human, a human who was going to free her from the Netherworld that she's become all too board of, but since abandoned her, leaving her alone with no one to care for her but the members she contracted, who she made her playthings.

She is often heavily monitored during the school day, due to how dangerous her powers can be. In fact, if she wasn't a third year (and a good student and high ranking demon), Kalego Sensei thought of placing her in the abnormal class where he could watch over her personally.

Her ambition is to become the demon king, but for the sole purpose of having the power to leave the netherworld, to go and explore the chaotic realm of humans above, to find the person who left her. Though, that doesn't mean she can't cause a little chaos in the meantime, and perhaps...just might learn that life down here isn't so bad after all.

#💎 Abyss Treasure (Alyss) #💎 Abyss' Netherworld Tea Party (Alyss Welcome To Demon School Iruma Kun Verse) #(I had to do it she fits too well man #(i think she can cause so much chaos and drama #(I have all the ideas

[awellboiledicicle]

Ok but the Netherworld has to have laws about if you conceive a kid during Wicked Phase right.

Like is it considered a no fault thing re: marriage and it's a rock paper scissors on who takes responsibility. What's the custody situation like. Are you considered married while you raise the kids but like its nullified once they're adults.

What's the marriage practice like. Does it vary by kind of demon. Does it vary based on what the King and Crowns define it as.

Wait hold up I just. How do they procreate. Do some lay eggs, bc birds and snakes and dragons.

Does Balam get broody sometimes and just. Nest out his office while grading papers.

I can only imagine that home ec and sex ed at babyls is either very individualized or, more likely, very much a week long overview for different biologics and a more in depth course you have to sign up for.

Aka a week solid of assemblies to listen to a teacher explain how babies happen in different ways and how protection works. Later years get more details, obviously, but it's still a thing. Because wicked phases happen and the student council isnt EVERYWHERE.

I feel like their family skills classes involve a magic doll/egg like the flour bag thing but its enchanted to glow red if you fuck up. Theres at least one rumor that the props explode if you fuck up. It's the most careful anyone is during a class bc everyone believes this rumor.

Also feel like Clara ends up acing that class while Alice passes through sheer letter of the textbook adherence. Iruma barely passes bc all the parenting info is 100% news to him, but it has the highest "bonding" score of the whole class bc he just. Brought it everywhere for everything.

#m!ik meta #m!ik #mok thoughts

[bleuhisteria]

Chapter 2 Kalego x Reader

The week went by rather fast so it would seem...

(Y/N) sighs as she closed her book, placing it on the book holster on her waist as she looked at herself in the mirror, 'It's fine if I don't wear the uniform right? I don't have one yet but my usual clothes don't really have much coverage.' she thought as she looked at herself in the mirror.

Her clothes looked like a modified bunny girl outfit with a book holster on the waist, though what covered most of her exposed skin was her cloak, something that she thought she'd have to wear a lot more these days since she was working with kids, her gaze turns to the tattered pointed hat on her bed.

Magical energy oozing from it, it had a detection warding spell casted on it, stronger than those glasses that one could get from the store, this could erase her presence entirely. Not even Balam's ability could get past it, (Y/N) smiled as she picked it up, it was her finest work, in her eyes at least.

She used it to cover up the hair shaped like a scythe sticking out from her head, she took her boots from the closet and her staff before leaving her room, Sullivan cried as he watched her leave through the front door, crying about how his daughter and grandson were growing up so fast.

(Y/N)'s wings sprouted from her back, she kicked off the ground and began to fly towards Babyls, coming a step closer to her goal.

Her boots land on the ground, her cloak covering everything that needed to be covered that was considered inappropriate in the eyes of demons, she walks past the student council greeting students coming into the school and immediately heads to the teacher's lounge in search of Dantalion Dali, who would be teaching her the ropes of being an educator.

Looking around the lounge, a few teachers chatting and laughing, she spotted the dirty blonde demon and sent a small harmless strike of magic towards him to get his attention. Dali suddenly felt a cold chill and touched his neck, turning the direction of where he assumed the magic came from, he looks over and smiles.

"(Y/N)-sensei, it's great to finally meet you." He states, much to the confusion of the other teachers, they turn to where Dali was facing and saw no one there.

Dali walks over and offers his hand to shake, (Y/N) takes his hand, turning visible to everyone's eyes once she did, the looks of astonishment she was receiving was nerve-wracking to say the least.

"It's a pleasure to be working with you, Dali-sensei, I'll be in your care." She stated blankly before letting go of the hand and disappearing once again, now only visible to Dali.

"It seems I'm the only one who can see you, how are you able to do that?" Dali asks in amusement.

(Y/N) gives a small smile, "Perhaps you'll find out." she states.

"Oh~?" Dali hummed, now even more intrigued by the new peculiar teacher, his eye opened slightly, his jaw clenched into a smile, 'I almost let my tongue slip.' he thought nervously. He laughs, "Well anyway, I'll show you around." he says, dismissing his previous thoughts.

"Here's my lesson plan, I hope it'll be integrated into my class's schedule." (Y/N) hands over a folder to the demon.

Dali opens the folder and read the lesson plan, a smile forms on his face before he handed it back to (Y/N), "Looks good, we should get going, you also need to be introduced to your class soon." he says.

Just as they were about to head off, a certain demon entered the room, turning to head to his desk he inevitably bumped into the invisible witch, causing her invisibility cover to fall.

(Y/N)'s eyes widened as she was met with a sharp gaze.

"Ah, Kalego-sensei, just finished teaching the misfit class?" Dali joked before turning to the now visible teacher beside him. "This is the new temp teacher--"

"(L/N) (Y/N)." Kalego stated, cutting Dali off.

Dali looked at Kalego, then back at (Y/N), "You two know each other?" he asks.

(Y/N)'s eyes turn away, "We...were schoolmates..." she answered quietly, seeming as though she didn't want to speak about it.

"That's surprising." Dali looked at the two in awe.

Kalego sighs, "Go visit Shichiro if you have time, he'd be glad to see you." he states before walking past the two and to his desk.

(Y/N) looked to the floor as he walked past, her lips visibly pursing yet Dali was unable to see it as her hat covered her face, she became quiet and continued walking, her mentor following beside her.

Dali took (Y/N) around the school, showing the school's facilities and introducing her to her class, the two would keep walking until they made it to a certain room.

"And this is the music room." Dali says, opening the door to the said room, (Y/N) enters and looks around with soft eyes.

She smiles, "It hasn't changed much after all these years." she chuckled and ran over to the violin case and took the deviolin, a demon violin, similar to the demon piano where you must focus on the form it takes or else it'll take shape of your personality.

Dali follows in, watching (Y/N) as she prepared to play a piece, "You know how to play, (Y/N)-sensei?" he asks, quite curious about the demoness he had just met a few hours prior.

"Just listen." She replied, thinking of a piece to play for her senior, her eyes closed as she finally thought of a piece, she began to play a melody.

She played as well as she could, albeit not as good as she used to, her travelling had left her no time play instruments and in turn had made her skills quite rusty, it thankfully went unnoticed by Dali, even if he had noticed, she was grateful he didn't point it out.

Dali clapped after (Y/N)'s performance, "You did amazingly!" he says as she put the deviolin back in its case, ready to leave the room.

(Y/N) scratches the back of her head, "Thanks..." she said shyly before leaving the room.

The two went on to see the rest of the school, during lunch time (Y/N) turned to Dali in hopes of finding something out, "Dali-sensei, is Balam Shichiro in this school?" she asks, the earlier interaction with Kalego bothering her, clearly seen on her face.

He seemed to catch on, he nods, "I'll take you to the Demonic History prep room." he says with a gentle smile.

(Y/N)'s eyes glimmered, "Please." she says, looking away, unbeknownst to Dali, she was very anxious.

Once they made it to the door, she looked at it, rather afraid, fidgeting with her fingers nervously.

As Dali saw it, he knew he probably shouldn't be there for their reunion, "I have a class in a few minutes, I'll leave you be, if you need me just wait in the lounge." he states, giving comfort to (Y/N).

She nods before he walked away, (Y/N) let out a shaky breath as she laid her hand on the door handle, she knocked first for politeness before opening the door and stepping inside, she looked past the magical apparatuses and the many books that would've intrigued her if she weren't so nervous.

Her gaze was met with another's, the demon stood up and silently walked over to her, towering over her and casting a shadow upon her, (Y/N) gulped.

Immediately she was grabbed and lifted off her feet, ingulfed in a hug by the gargoyle, "(Y/N)!" he exclaimed with joy, he takes her off his chest and held her up, "It's really you..." he states, tears forming in the corners of his eyes.

"Yeah...it's me." She replied, a soft smile plastered on her face, tears of joy falling down her cheeks.

Balam sets her down and wipes her tears, "Don't cry." he said soothingly.

(Y/N) jumps on him and wraps her arms around him, burying her face on his body, "I can't help it! I missed you! I miss seeing you and that stupid jerk Kalego!" she whined, crying in the arms of the gargoyle.

He chuckled and pats her back, comforting her, "There, there."

Later after the two calmed down, (Y/N) asked for equipment to prepare tea as, in her eyes Balam was way too nervous while making it, she sets the cups down on the table and sat beside the giant teacher.

"Where have you been? I haven't seen you since graduation, Kalego-kun and I were worried." He says, picking up the cup of tea, removing his mask to reveal his scarred face.

(Y/N) looks away, "As if he'd be worried." she rolled her eyes, much to Balam's surprise, "I'd believe it if you said you were." a sigh escapes her lips.

'It's true though...' He thought as he took a sip from his cup, allowing (Y/N) to continue to fill the silence for them.

"And for why I suddenly disappeared, it's...complicated." she says wearily, her hand reaching for her staff on her back holster.

Her hand went over the glimmering staff as Balam wondering why she was emphasizing such a thing, she takes a deep breath and turned to him with a serious look, "What I'm about to tell you is something you must only keep to yourself, promise me you won't utter a word of this to anyone else." she states.

He nods, "I promise." he replies, now tensing up from the seriousness of her tone.

(Y/N) turned her head away as she spoke, "I was cursed..." she began, already coming to a shock to Balam who had to put his mask back on to hide his expression.

"This staff and I are blood bound, any damage done to this staff will affect me as well, I can't be apart from this staff for too long or else the curse will take effect." She explained, her gaze not meeting Balam's as she did.

His brows furrowed with worry, a ton of questions immediately coming to mind, How did she get cursed? What are the effects of the curse? Is there a cure for it? And so much more.

She turns to him, giving him a comforting smile after seeing his worried eyes, "But, for as long as I'm alive I'm currently the strongest, and weakest demon alive, think of the staff as my Achilles heel." she said with a joking grin.

"What are the effects of this curse-- and, have you found a cure?" Balam questions, worry evident in his tone.

(Y/N) looks at him before looking away, "The effects...a part of my body will be taken if the staff is damaged, it's the same if the staff and I are apart for too long, I can't use my bloodline magic or else, again, a part of me will be taken." she states with a sigh.

"But!" She turns back to the gargoyle, "Despite the curse having some downsides, the staff itself gives so much power that I don't even have to use my bloodline magic--!" she exclaims.

"--It also allows me to copy bloodline magic and can comprehend my homebrew spells! Isn't that awesome?!" She asks, all excitedly, hoping that her barrage of excitement would ease the worry of the teacher next to her.

Balam's sweat dropped, his buzzer ability figuring out that some of her excitement was a lie, he managed to calm her down and moved on, believing that she didn't want to worry him or talk about the subject of the curse itself.

He sighs, "How about you tell me where you've been all this time?" he asks calmly.

(Y/N) nervousness instinctively copied his calm behavior, "That's...after graduation I--"

The two went on to have a much more casual conversation, Balam being glad that (Y/N) wasn't anxious around him anymore and (Y/N) being glad that their conversation became that of how they used to talk back when they were schoolmates.

Later on, the bell cried and the two went on their way, (Y/N) went back to the teacher's lounge, her eyes scan the room finding no sign of Dali. But there was sign of Kalego, she figured since she had already faced Balam, it was time she faced him as well, (Y/N) walks over to his desk where he was sitting.

She walks over to his desk, suddenly appearing beside him, a lack of care visible on his part as he continued grading papers, "I went and spoke to Shichiro, I heard you looked far and wide to find me, to think you'd swallow up your pride to even ask the head of the Naberius clan for me, I'm touched." she stated, casually leaning on his desk.

"I really couldn't believe it, you looking for me? I almost didn't believe Shichiro was telling the truth." She says, crossing her arms.

Kalego broke, looking in her direction, glaring daggers, "Silence, if you're only going to mock me, don't even bother, I honestly wonder why you even bothered to come back." he states, standing up from his desk and collecting his papers before putting the chair in its place, he then proceeded to walk out of the room, not bothering to continue the conversation.

(Y/N) follows close behind, "Hey, I appreciate you being worried and looking for me, I just honestly thought you couldn't care less about me." she says, catching up and walking beside him.

"Are you going to tell me why you're here?" He asks, his scowl unchanging and his eyes remained forward, not looking at her at all.

"Other than I'm a temp, not really." She shrugged.

Pissed off, Kalego began walking faster, (Y/N) following along, "Hey! Wait up!" she calls, trying to catch up.

She groans, "Fine! I'll tell you!" she says, causing Kalego to slow down, looking back at her.

"I'm--"

Before (Y/N) could speak, a group of students running around the halls passed Kalego, and she who was invisble got bumped into and shoved to the ground unintentionally.

"Oh shoot--it's Kalego-sensei!" One of the students shouted, causing the rest to run faster.

"No running in the halls!" He shouted before his gaze turned to (Y/N), his eyes widened seeing her hat off her head and revealing something that he never knew he would be afraid of...

Chapter 2 End.

#suzuki iruma #welcome to demon school #kalego #m!ik kalego #kalego sensei #iruma #iruma kun #naberius kalego #kalego x reader #iruma kun characters

[luza-wayne]

chance. 18+! MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!

asmodeus alice x reader

wc: 7.0k words

i think i like this?

“azz-kun, where's (y/n)?” iruma asks asmodeus who’s next to him.

“don't worry, iruma-sama. she should already be in school by this time.” he replied.

he looked at the green-haired girl standing on the other side of iruma, planning to run off with his bag. before she set off, he managed to snatch iruma’s satchel sneakily.

“azz-azz! let's race to the school!” she challenged and ran off, not knowing that asmodeus had no qualms in ignoring her antics, now that he had protected iruma's bag. 

“are you sure it's alright?” iruma asked, quite concerned.

“no need to worry, iruma-sama. she's as strong as me, after all.” he explained. 

“no, i don’t mean that.” iruma said. “is it okay for you to walk to school with us and not her?” he questioned.

“i don’t see any problem with it. i’m sure she understands.” he assures. 

and i can’t be close to her…

…

your wings flapped for the last time and soon reached the school grounds. you gracefully landed and immediately hid your wings. you regained your posture, tidying up your clothes.

“wow, it’s (y/n)-sama.” “beautiful as always.” “good morning, (y/n)-sama!”

you just smiled at them and replied greetings to them. you walked to the gate and saw the student council greeting the students with their enthusiastic voices. you greeted them too, bowing to them. 

you looked around. obviously, they are aware you’re from a noble family, so having so many pairs of eyes watching you is nothing new. they are quite aware of your engagement with the one and only asmodeus alice. but…

like i thought. he’s with iruma again. 

you laughed to yourself.

what am i expecting? our engagement was just arranged.

you shook your head and headed to the first-year’s tower and to your room. 

i should never expect this to be a dreamy and romantic relationship. 

…

(5 years later)

“(y/n)-sama, we’ve arrived.” your butler called for you outside the carriage, but he received no answer or signs that you’re getting ready to get out of the carriage.

“(y/n)-sama?” he repeated, knocking on the door.

he finally got your attention, more like, he finally woken you up from your short nap. 

argh. my head hurts a bit. maybe i should’ve taken the medicine before leaving the house.

you stepped out and headed to meet david in the front door. he then led you to the head of the house.

“oh, (y/n)-chan! what brings you here? alice-chan is out training with iruma and the others.” amaryllis said as soon as she saw you.

“amaryllis-sama, it’s good to see you again. my father sends his regards.” you bowed to the woman in front of you.

you suddenly felt a soft feeling on your cheeks and to no one’s surprise, amaryllis jumped on you and straddled you with her arms.

“really! (y/n)-chan, you meanie! it’s ‘amu-chan’!” she whined as you tried to wriggle out of her hold and failed.

“a-amu-sama…” you muttered. she pouted.

“gosh, you and alice-chan will be graduating from babyls next month. after that, the wedding of both of you will take place, you both had your 20th demonic rites already. you need to get used to calling me like that. hearing that from my future daughter-in-law will make amu-chan so happy!” she said and tightened the embrace.

you looked away. 

you’re anxious about it, to be honest.

it’s been six years since it was announced that you and alice will be engaged. throughout that time, never had you two done anything normal lovers usually do. you always believed that it’s because this is just a pact made to keep the power and connections of the families. that’s why he never bothered to show any curiosity to you and your relationship.

you sighed.

“oh? tired?” amaryllis worriedly asked, peeking down at you. you looked up and sadly, you can’t see anything but her chest.

“w-well… maybe a little bit. my head hurts, probably from traveling from our house to here.” you said. 

“i see. david! please guide (y/n)-chan to alice-chan’s room.” she said to the butler.

huh?!

“i understand.” david replied.

“n-no! it’s okay! i’m okay. i can keep going. no need to take a nap, a-amu-sama.” you protested. 

she tilted her head to the side and watched you. wondering why you’re so flustered.

“(y/n)-chan, don’t tell me, you’ve never been to alice-chan’s room?” she guessed, and guess what? it hit the target. 

“i’ve been there, but…” you looked down and fiddled with your fingers.

seeing this, amaryllis grinned. 

“david, please hurry up and guide (y/n)-chan. i’m heading out to a meeting. let’s just talk later (y/n)-chan, when i come back.” she waved and left.

you looked at david, almost snapping your head in the process. you looked at him with the most pleading eyes you can do. 

he cleared his throat as he avoided meeting your eyes.

“(y/n)-sama, you know i can’t disobey amu-sama because she’ll definitely know about it no matter how hard we try to hide it. i apologize.” he said. 

guess i can’t really avoid it. i don’t want to go there. i know he’s not there, but i won’t be able to sleep on his bed!  it’s just physically and mentally impossible for me.

you sighed.

“what’s wrong? are you tired?” 

a voice made you and david look behind you. 

asmodeus was there walking to you, looking a bit worried after hearing you let out a deep and heavy sigh. his now long hair that reaches his lower chest level is tied up in a knot behind his head. his usual clothes fit right in him, he gained more muscles and his facial features have become more manly, yet sophisticating still.

“alice-sama, welcome home.” david greeted the man and you did the same.

“good afternoon, alice-sama.” you said.

“what time did you arrive here?” he asked. 

“not long ago. amu– amaryllis-sama greeted me and we were just talking earlier.” you answered. “my father—”

“it’s fine, you don’t have to explain your purpose of visiting yet. you must’ve been tired from the trip. let’s go. david, prepare a meal for us later.” he instructed.

he started walking to his room’s direction while you followed behind him.

his room. i really can’t escape. i won’t be able to sleep there anyways, this is stressing me out even more.

you put your hand on your temple and massaged it a bit, asmodeus took notice of your action and stopped walking.

“do you want to take my hand? i’ll help you walk.” he suggested and offered his hand.

absolutely not! i’m sorry, but my brain is pulsating right now and you and your natural gentleman instincts are not helping one bit! now my heart and brain is throbbing. 

“i would have to decline. i’ll be fine.” you said, which took a whole lot of courage to say. 

declining him asking to hold your hand will probably be one of the moments and regrets you won’t ever forget in your demon life.

“oh. i see.” he muttered,  pulling back his hands hesitantly. “then, let’s go. we’re close to my room.”

should i say it now? i can say it now! i should decline this one too and rest in another room. i’d be just too nervous to sleep there. 

“alice-sama.” you called. 

he turned around asking you without verbal speech what it was. 

“i would like to take a rest in another room.” you informed him. “any room would do. i would like to take a rest in peace.” you added.

“why—” he stopped mid sentence and then looked away. “i understand. then use this room.” he said and opened the door of the room right in front of him. “david makes sure the sheets and others are checked regularly, so you don’t worry about the cleanliness of this room.” 

you went inside and looked around for a bit.

“i’ll be in my room. david will call you when the food’s ready.” he said.

“ali—”

“well, if you’ll excuse me.” he intoned before closing the door and leaving.

“oh…” you just brushed it off and headed to the bed. 

maybe this headache will be gone after a short nap.

still, nothing changed between us.

you immediately laid down on the bed, the headache is too much to bear. you immediately fell asleep as soon as you found a comfortable sleeping position.

after about half an hour, you turned to face the other direction your body was facing. 

your mind and eyes are still a bit groggy, that must've been the reason why you almost can't remember it, but… 

“sleep well, you're always worrying me.”

someone said those words. also, i'm pretty sure i felt them planting a kiss on my hair.

i'm too tired to open my eyes.

…

“alice-sama, (y/n)-sama, congratulations on your wedding. we wish you two a prosperous and good health.” another one from a noble man came and greeted both of you.

“thank you for your support. we appreciate it.” asmodeus replied. you just bowed to the man and he then left.

“azz-kun!” 

that was all it took for asmodeus to drop his act and almost jump out of his seat to greet iruma. 

in the past, i wasn’t so sure why alice was so obsessed with iruma, but i think i understand now. he’s strong and cute. and… i think how alice follows him around, sometimes i find it cute too.

you looked to your right and saw one of the servants from your household, one of the workers you’re most close with.

“azz-azz! congrats! splats!” valac said, jumping around.

“congratulations, azz-kun!” iruma followed.

“(y/n), i’ll just go and talk to iruma-sama for a minute. will you be fine here without me?” he consulted. you looked back at him and just nodded.

“don’t worry. i'll go talk to someone too. if you'll excuse me.” you said and stood. you went to the other side of the banquet hall and to where most of your friends and family are seated.

asmodeus followed your tracks with his eyes. he watches quietly as you make your way to a guy who he knows and won't forget. he's the same guy who subtly threatened him, the same day you and him were announced to be engaged.

as far as he remembers, his family works for your family and he naturally grew up there. he's a few years older than you and asmodeus, but you two grew up together and became quite close.

he still remembers the cold glare that guy gave him. he was walking back to his carriage and he was halted by him. he told him that he won't ever forgive him, if he did something to make you cry.

asmodeus just walked past him and ignored him that day, because he's not aware of your closeness with that guy. but, the moment he heard from ruha, one of your personal servants, about his fondness for you, it annoys him, just hearing his name.

“azz-kun?” iruma called for him when he noticed him glaring and almost shooting fire out of his eyes while he watched you talk to that guy. 

“y-yes, iruma-sama?” asmodeus immediately replied. 

“azz-azz, what's wrong? bathroom?” valac asked, and asmodeus hastily denied it's what he needed.

valac then looked at where he was looking earlier.

“ah! azz-azz, jealous?” she teased and pointed to you for iruma to see what she was talking about. 

“iruma-sama, let's just go.” he just said and led iruma to the other guests.

meanwhile, you reached where you were headed and nudged at him.

“so, how was it?” you asked.

“i still don't know how to tell her.” gaf, the guy asmodeus was talking about, replied. voice full of worry and anxiousness. 

“don't think about it too much and just tell her how you feel.” you said.

“(y/n)-sama, if it was that easy, i would've done it a long time ago.” he muttered and shook his head.

“listen. you know, i think ruha thinks you're in love with me.” you uttered and drank your beverage in your hand. 

“huh? why would she think that way?” he asked, panicking.

“don't you have self awareness? just remember how you act every time she's around.” you said.

“when she's around? i get nervous when she's around so i usually talk to you to distract myself—” he stopped when he realized it. “i'm always by your side when she's around!” he gasped and placed a hand on top of his mouth.

“yeah, it's because you're such a coward to face your feelings and tell her the truth.” you said.

i'm not in the right position to tell him that, though.

“you should make things clear with her.” you told him.

he nodded and thanked you.

“thank you, (y/n)-sama! ah, that's right, can you send my apologies to alice-sama. seems like i was wrong about him. he's always glaring at me, so i'm scared to walk up to him. thank you! also, pick up the courage and do the first move already!” he said and ran off to ruha.

huh? what does he mean by that? apologies and first move? 

but, how cute of them. gaf and ruha.

i wouldn't have realized that ruha liked gaf back if she didn't talk to me earlier. she was asking about how gaf reacted to my wedding.

i thought she was asking how he feels because i'm younger than him yet i'm getting married before him. 

but, it's not. she's genuinely worried that gaf might be feeling hurt.

such pure and real love.

you  tightened your hold on your glass, almost breaking it. 

will i ever get to experience it?

“(y/n)-sama,” you looked behind you and saw one of the organizers talking to you. 

“we’ll have to wrap up the party soon, so you and asmodeus-sama can now leave for the post-nuptial vacation.”

“ah, okay.” you quickly set the glass down on the table and walked back to where you were earlier. you saw asmodeus coming back too.

this party is coming to an end. we’ll be having our post-nuptial vacation so—

wait! post-nuptial vacation? honeymoon?! that would mean—

wait! why did i just think of it now?

or was it just going over my head because i keep on worrying about stupid things? 

as the host slowly wraps up that party, you remembered what gaf said earlier.

i don't know what happened between them, but whatever.

“um, alice-sama,” you leaned over to him. the sounds were a bit loud, so you had to. he didn't seem to hear it, so you tugged on his sleeves. 

he looked at you and smiled.

“yes? what is it?” he asked. 

your cheeks almost burned seeing up close his soft smile, not the first time, but still.

i'll be sharing a bed with him soon, but i'm still so awkward. what do i—

wait. is this what gaf was telling? the first move? 

“what is it?” his gentle voice brought you back to reality. 

you have to give it to the venue for having a color scheme of pink for the wedding. you can just say that the colors might just be reflecting your face, that's why it's crazy pink right now. you leaned closer to him, covering the side of your mouth from the others.

i can do this! i'm now his wife! 

“well, gaf wanted me to tell—” 

you suddenly stopped when you noticed how his expression suddenly dropped and went from face looking at you lovingly to a cold one.

eh? why is he—

“m-my apologies. i didn't mean to anger you.” you let go of your hold on his sleeve and looked straight at the guests.

maybe i'm going a bit overboard and overestimating the measly title of being his ‘wife’.

“when will this party end?” you just asked yourself.

…

“alice-sama, (y/n)-sama, we've arrived.” the driver of the carriage announced and you looked outside and saw a small isolated house. there was a waterfall not far from the house, even a swing tied on a branch of a tree.

the house looks old, but it gives off a feeling of peacefulness.

asmodeus went out first, before escorting you down the carriage. after moving the belongings, the driver left.

“this is a private property, but i'm going to take a look around to make sure. you can go ahead and wash yourself.” he said. 

you just nodded and went to find where the bedroom is. when you found it, you looked around for a bit and settled your things. feeling a bit tired, you decided to take a bath.

we'll be staying here for a week, but… what's with the amount of clothes ruha packed for me?

it's not like we're staying here for a good whole month.

as you sighed, your eyes caught a bright red colored drawstring bag.

“hm? what is this?” you picked up the bag and opened it up.

hm?

you pulled it out and your face immediately turned red.

“what is this?!” you shouted. you threw the piece of clothing back on the bed.

why did ruha pack lingerie too?! i don't need that!

“what happened?!” asmodeus slammed open the door. he ran as soon as he heard your voice. 

and as soon as you heard his voice too, you covered the bed, the lingerie specifically, by sitting on it.

“i'm fine! sorry, i just saw a bug on the window.” you lied, so nervous, you feel like sweats are dripping down your face.

“on the window?” he walked to the said window and inspected it. he can't find the 'not-there-in-the-first-place' bug. 

“i think it flew away already.” you slowly picked up the cloth underneath you and stealthy made your way to the bathroom.

when asmodeus turned around, you flinched and stopped walking. you made sure to hide the lingerie behind you. you looked at him nervously.

“y-yes?” you asked him.

“(y/n),” he ran his hands through his hair. “i won't do anything to you. i know you think this is all just arrangements for family's power and influence. i know i am not gaf, so i don't have plans to do things you don't want to. you can lower your guard.” he said. 

“i'll be checking the surroundings of the house.” 

he then went out and you were left with a puzzled look on your face.

what does he mean ‘i think’?

he's the one acting like this is just like that, of course i’ll think that way.

i have been aware of it ever since i was a child, that being daughter of a noble family would mean i will have to marry someone from a noble family too. 

seeing that my parents, who also got their marriage arranged by their parents, definitely love each other, i promised myself that once it was announced who my husband will be, i'll devote myself and protect them.

i never failed to show that i am loyal to that engagement. yet, he's the one who's always avoiding and making excuses to not be close to me. 

who is he to tell me that i think this marriage is just for convenience, when he's the one acting like that?

you just huffed and went to the bathroom bringing your toiletries with you.

after taking a bath, you didn’t even bother to go out and eat dinner. you feel too upset and hurt to even feel hunger.

as soon as you dried your hair, you sat on the bed. there’s only one room here, so he’ll, without a doubt, be sleeping in the same bed. you were so anxious earlier in the party, but right now, you want nothing but to sleep away the heavy feeling in your chest.

this relationship would bring me nothing but pain. 

…

after checking every corner of the house, asmodeus went out and walked to the waterfalls. it wasn’t that far, so he thought he'd stop by and look. 

when he got there, he was surprised by its beauty. the waterfall is not that high. the flow of the water is not fast too, so the noises it makes are soft and calming. the pool under the waterfall was clear white, you can almost see everything. it's not deep either.

this is like a private waterfall. (y/n) would like this.

he smiled to himself, before going back to his tracks and to the house. 

he went to the bedroom and was about to ask you to come with him, but he noticed your figure sleeping soundly already.

“oh. she must've been tired.” he said.

he then decided to just take a bath too and follow you and sleep too.

but… 

“ngh—!” 

you suddenly got awakened by the sound of the bathroom door being closed carelessly. you sat on your ass, one strap of your nighties slipped down your shoulder. 

you found asmodeus there with a towel wrapped around his waist and nothing else. his hair is down, still a bit wet. it looks like he didn't manage to finish drying it.

your eyes trailed down from his hair, to his neck where droplets of water fall down to his collarbone to his chest. your eyes went further down subconsciously, gazing at his toned stomach. your throat bobbed up.

you then noticed that you shouldn't be staring at it. you shook your head and looked at his face to ask him. you finally noticed how flushed his face is while looking away from you.

“what's wrong? are you feeling sick?” you asked him. you stood up and started walking to him, not even bothering to fix the strap, almost exposing your chest.

“there—” he stopped and recollected his thoughts and poise. 

he tried his best to hide how hot his cheeks feel at the moment, but it was all for nothing. you stopped in front of him, your eyes are still a bit droopy being woken up from the slumber. you rubbed one of your eyes as you talked to him.

“alice-sama? is everything alright?” you asked.

once he calmed down, he nodded his head and then looked at you, only to view from his height, your peeking mound. he immediately looked away and put a hand over his lower face, the back of his hand touching his mouth.

“w-what are you doing?” he asked.

you confusedly looked at him.

“uh… asking if you’re alright?” you answered still a bit baffled.

he cleared his throat. 

“there’s something in the vanity table in the bathroom.” he said. 

you were puzzled, but you made your way to the bathroom. you looked at the said table and your eyes enlarged. you ran to it and snatched the lingerie you forgot to put away earlier.

“this is— alice-sama!” you panicked as you went back to him. 

“mhm.” he just hummed.

“it was ruha. she was probably playing a prank on me. i’m sorry.” you said.

“no, you don’t have to apologize.” he said, still looking away.

now that i think about it, maybe ruha was subtly getting back at me, because she thinks gaf likes me, but while also subtly supporting me.

“i should tell gaf about it.” well, obviously not the lingerie part.

you started walking to the closet to put away the clothes, but you suddenly felt asmodeus hand on your wrist.

“what are you going to tell him?” 

you looked at him, again confused.

“yes?” you furrowed your brows. “ah, was i thinking out loud? i’m sorry.” 

“do you love him?” he suddenly asked.

“huh?” 

you flinched a bit when you suddenly felt him wrapped his cold arms around you.

“a-alice-sama?!” 

huh?! what?!

“i may not be in the position to tell you this and i don’t have the rights, but i want to ask you to talk about him less when i’m around.” he mumbled.

‘him’? is he talking about gaf?

“i know you can’t help but talk about the person you love—”

“okay, wait a minute, alice-sama. i think you’re misunderstanding something.” you said as you lightly pushed him away.

“what did i misunderstand?” he looked at you with such tender eyes.

“alice-sama, gaf is like a brother to me. we both grew up in the same place and we are both an only child. so we just naturally became close, but we’re more of a sibling-like, not friend—”

all of the sudden, all you can see is his closed eyes so close and his lips touching yours. his hands on your back and your nape. you froze, your orbs wide open.

he seemed like he realized what he just did and suddenly separated from you. his face is almost the same color as his hair. he let both his hands fall until it reached yours.

“i apologize for my rudeness. i was happy, i lost control of my actions.” he muttered.

he held your hands and pulled it up to his lips.

“all this time i thought that way and thought i’ll be in the way of your happiness if i acted like your partner. but, if you don’t feel that way for him, then that means i have a chance of winning over your love.”

you looked at him, still a bit surprised by the kiss earlier.

you have no one else to compete though. and you already won it over.

still, i didn’t know he felt this way. did he avoid me in the past because of the same reason?

 but in doing so, i became insecure and unsure of my role in this marriage.

you bit your lower lip and tried to stop yourself from tearing up.

“(y/n)? did i say something wrong?” he worriedly asked.

“alice-sama, by avoiding me in the past, it brought pain upon me.” you said and looked at the ground. 

he wanted to believe that he must’ve misheard that, but his brain knew he didn’t. he clasped your hand tighter, like how his heart tightened hearing your voice, obviously trying hard to to break.

“i-i’m sorry, i didn’t know the consequences of doing that. i want to know the reason why it hurted you, so i can avoid doing it again, (y/n).” he pleaded. 

he let go of one of your hands and placed it to cup your cheek, silently asking you to look up at him.

i shouldn’t be, but i wanted to be a liar and a bit selfish tonight. 

you raised your gaze to him, but different from what he thought, your eyes are serious.

“because you avoided all that time, i always thought this would be a marriage of convenience. but, i’ll give you a chance of winning over my love…” you said, looking straight at him.

he doesn't know why he’s a bit nervous of your stare, but he’s happy that you’re giving him a chance. he smiled.

“thank you—”

“...starting tonight.” 

you get on your tip-toe and reach for his lips. you kissed him that took him by surprise. it took him a minute before he finally functioned again. you put one hand on his shoulder and the other one on his cheek.

when he finally relaxed, he placed his palm on your waist and one hand on the back of your head, he lightly pushed it towards his face, deepening the connection of your lips. you were getting short on breath and wanted to break away and take in some oxygen, but you didn’t even manage to when he felt you opening your mouth. he let his tongue explore your insides.

his mouth still tastes a bit minty from the toothpaste he just used in the bathroom. your tongues danced with each other, exchanging enzymes. 

he’ll let you take a breath and then pull you again to his lips.

he’s not letting you get away from him. not when he finally got a taste of your lips, he thinks about at night while he beats his meat, every time you mess up his brain just by thinking of you. 

he nibbles on your lower lips while his hands travel up and down your sides. you just found your hands doing the same and reaching his already exposed chest. 

and then going further down to his stomach. you felt him tense a bit. you opened your eyes and he finally let go of your lips, already almost swollen.

he then went and attacked your neck next. 

“you always smell so alluring, you don’t know how much self-restraint i had to do to stop myself from pulling you on my lap and not let anyone else come close to you just so i could do this.” 

he pulled you closer, your chest touching his. he ran the tip of his nose through your skin, giving you a tingling feeling. he gave your neck a wet kiss before sucking on the skin and leaving a hickey. 

he pulled away and admired his work. looking at it with proud and craving eyes.

his hand then found your nighties’ thin strap. he looked at you and you nodded, giving him permission. he took off your clothes and let it slide down your body to the ground. his eyes trailed down your naked body in front of him. feeling his hot gaze, you subconsciously covered up using your hands and looked away.

he held you by your chin and made you face him. 

“why are you hiding?” he asked lovingly, kissing you on the side of your eyes.

“i’m embarrassed.” you sheepishly answered.

“don’t be when you’re this beautiful.” he said. “let me see all of you.” he asked.

you slowly remove your hands that’s over your tits, letting them go with a bounce. so as the hand down there.

your eyes shifted downwards when you saw something move. your face becomes beet red when you notice his rock hard member poking through the towel around his waist.

he once again planted his nose on your neck, you instinctively tilted your head allowing him to have more access to your skin.

“(y/n), are you sure you wanted to do this?” he asked while giving you small kisses on the neck.

“didn’t you want to win me over?” you said answering his question with a question.

he chuckled.

“you’re right. i shouldn’t waste the opportunity you gave me, right?” he muttered.

you suddenly felt his arms on the back of your knees, he lifted you and walked to the bed. he laid you down, back flat on the mattress, your ass just on the edge of the bed. he stood in between your legs. 

“i’ll be sure to do my best for my dearest wife.” he smirked.

he slowly removed the only piece of clothing he’s wearing and you can’t help but fix your eyes on it. you’ve already got a hunch from earlier when it was poking out of the towel, but nothing beats seeing the real thing.

 you bit your lower lip and let out a heavy and shaky breath.

“my eyes are up here, but i don’t even mind.” 

he leaned down and rested his forearm on each side of you and his face right in front of you.

“does seeing my naked body already win you over?” he teased, pecking on your lips.

“o-of course not!” you denied.

“that’s right. i need to do even more to make you fall in love with me, right?” he uttered, his lips slowly going down your neck again.

then to your collarbone.

“for example, giving you the feeling of pleasure in every place you want.” he added.

his mouth soon found your mound.

he cupped both of it and buried his face in between.

“you’re so beautiful, so perfect.” he muttered under his lips. 

he then took one of your nipples in his mouth, surprising you. you let out a gasp and looked at him. his other hand played with your other breast, but he made sure to give both the same attention. he nibbled and sucked on your nipples, while the other hand pinch and massage your mound. 

“a-alice-sama—” you moaned. your hand found its way to his head.

he looked up at you and he felt his cock throb when you looked down to him with such lustful eyes, like you wanted more.

and as a good husband that he is, of course he’ll give it to his beloved wife that he’s so obsessed with.

“open up your legs for me.” he ordered and you immediately complied.

you watch as he gets his knees on the floor and hooked your legs with his arms. 

“alice-sama?”

“shh. don’t worry. i’ll make sure it’ll make you feel good.” he promised you and you just nodded.

you sat on your ass to see him closer. he gave your inner thigh a kiss and bite on its skin. he smiled seeing and smelling your leak.

she’s so turned on, it’s so drenched here. 

he relaxed his tongue and let it lap up your wet slit. he moved his tongue up and purposely hit your clit and you gave him the reaction he wanted.

you tensed up your legs feeling his warm muscles. you almost closed your legs on his head, if he didn’t hold it in its place. he gives your slit kisses while he cleans out the juices coming out of your entrance. he then moved his attention to your sensitive bud.

he flicked his tongue against it, earning a soft moan from you. you immediately covered your mouth, feeling a bit ashamed of the sound you just let out.

it had a complete opposite effect on your newly-husband though.

it made him even more excited than he already was, so much that he feels like could cum from just teasing your clit and hearing your moans. 

he then continued to torture your bud with pleasure. 

he watches between your legs as your face distorts from the feeling of his tongue on your love button and in your entrance.

“alice-sama… feels good…” you whispered under your breath, eyes closed and mind filled with the ecstasy of love.

he chuckled right on your cunt. the vibrations from it almost sent you to paradise of bliss.

“feels good? hm?” he asked, twirling his tongue on your bud. you nodded.

“if you love it that much, i can always go down on you. everyday… anytime you want.” 

he gave your slit one last lick before separating from it. you let out a disappointed sigh and bucked your hips towards him. he just pecked on your inner thighs.

he trailed kisses to your stomach, up to your chest, to your neck, until he reached your lips.

“do you want something else beside my tongue inside you?” 

you slowly nodded. ashamed of the shameful desires you ask him, yet it also makes you wet even more.

“alice-sama…” you pleaded to him, looking straight to his eyes.

“‘alice’. call me ‘alice', (y/n).” he asked.

“alice, i want it…” 

“that’s a good girl.” 

he pecked another kiss from you, before he pulled away. you watched as his finger grazed upon your cunt, scooping up some of your leaks, making you tremble under his touch.

he spread the liquid on his shaft, jerking his hand up and down.

you bit your lip on the sight. heavy breaths coming out of asmodeus mouth as he readies himself, before taking you.

he lined up the tip of his cock right at your entrance.

“i’m going in.” you nodded quite slow. not sure of yourself if you can take all his length.

he dipped his tip in. and he can already feel your tightness.

he could only chuckled out at the pleasure of you strangling his cock.

“so tight and warm down here, my dear.” he said as he slowly enters you, while also giving you time to adjust from time to time as he goes in.

when he finally gets his full member inside you, you can definitely tell how much he's restraining himself from starting to thrust hips from the way he's panting like a feral animal who just wants to devour what's in front of them.

still, he held himself back and gave you time to adjust to his length, even if that means holding back every time your gummy walls clench around his cock. 

he rested his head on your shoulder and you can hear his heavy breaths even more now. you place your hand on his back, while your eyes roll to the back of your head every time you feel his cock throb, subtly asking you to let them make friction with your insides already.

“c-can i move now?” he asked as he pulled back a bit. he watches as your face shows blatant pleasure, only making him more desperate to move.

you opened your eyes to see him begging with his eyes. you grinned.

he already knows what’s on your mind.

“please… i wanna move. please, baby…” he cried out. 

who would’ve thought that this horny desperate man in front of you, is the same man who is always so noble and virtuous?

i take pride that i’m the one who gets to see it.

but, i’m not gonna say that now.

“go on, alice.” you permitted him. “make me feel good.”

“yes. i will. thank you. thank you so much.” he joyfully replied.

he pulled his hips away and thrusted it back in. you bit the back of your hand, holding back your moans. he placed your legs to wrap around his waist. he slowly gets into the rhythm, pace gradually getting faster.

he held you by your hips and gripped it as if you’re going to disappear. it will surely leave a mark tomorrow. 

your head is thrown back as your digits reach down to your clit, searching for more stimulation, as if you’re not drowned already just by the way he’s drilling his dick in you.

asmodeus noticed your hands, and he’ll be lying if he said that he doesn't like the view of you pleasuring yourself, while he’s going in and out of you.

“hahh…” he groans. he leaned down and his mouth found your breast.

he caged your nippled with his teeth, nibbling and then sucking like a child searching for milk. 

“alice… more…” you said in between your moans.

“yes, baby. of course, i’ll give you more.” he complied. he pulled away for a bit and you felt a bit disappointed for a bit, but he consoled you by a quick kiss.

he held your thighs and placed them over his shoulders. his knees rested on the edge of the bed.

he lined up his cock to your hole once again and this time he didn’t have to wait for you to adjust. it was wet enough for him to move like a rabbit in heat.

he pecked kisses on your messed up face, muttering how good you feel and how beautiful you are, how he’d make sure to fuck you like this always, how he’d satisfy all your carnal desires. how he’ll give it to you anytime and anywhere you want.

listening to his promises, while he plunges in you is a bad combination.

he knows it too.

just by the way, your walls clench tighter and tighter around him every second that passes. 

“alice, ‘m cumming…” you announced as you dug your nails deeper on his back. crescent nail marks will surely show up later. 

“give it to me, it’s okay. let’s cum together.” he said as he gets his pace faster. 

“i’ll give it all to you— ngh—! it’s coming out…” 

with one more snap of his hips, you released your high, tightening around his cock, making him reach his climax too.

…

“mhm~” you groaned as the sun rays peered through your lids. you slowly opened your eyes and stretched your arms upwards.

you sat on your ass as you rubbed your eyes. holding the duvet up to cover your breast.

ugh. my hips hurt, what the hell?

“good morning.” asmodeus greeted as he followed your actions and sat. he placed a kiss on the back of your shoulder and looked up at you.

memories flowed in like a rough river.

“a-alice-sama—”

“mhm-mm. ‘alice’.” he pouted against your skin. “call me ‘alice’,”

you looked away, in front, and covered your face with your hands.

ahhh! what is this? this is so embarrassing!

you noticed that the duvet fell out of your hands and you finally saw how your body is covered up in love bites and marks.

just how much did we do it yesterday?!

asmodeus wrapped his arm around your waist and used the other one to press against the mattress to keep himself up.

“a-alice, good morning.” you greeted him back.

“mhm. good morning kiss?” he opened his arm and plucked out his lips, as he waited for the kiss.

looking at him now, you saw that his body is just as marked up as yours. especially his neck.

now that i think about it, i was trying hard to hold back my moans, so i just used his neck to keep my mouth busy.

you leaned closer to him and pecked on his lips.

he pulled you close, before you could get away. caging you in his arms.

“so? how was i? am i worthy enough for you? you passed out on me in our 5th round. thankfully, i had enough strength to clean both of us.” he said, muzzling his face on your skin.

“well…” you smiled.

“mhm?” he hummed.

“i guess you passed.” you said and gave him a kiss.

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#mairimashita! iruma kun #mairimashita iruma kun x reader #wtdsik #welcome to demon school iruma kun x reader #asmodeus x reader #asmodeus alice #asmodeus alice x reader #iruma kun asmodeus x reader #luza-wayne #luza-wayne works

[madmarchhare]

Look at thier faces.

#mairimashita! iruma kun #welcome to demon school iruma kun #mairuma #mairimashita iruma kun #suzuki iruma #iruma kun #m!ik #azazel ameri #azazel #m!ik ameri #ameri azazel #smoke #grave #johhny #quiche #student council #babyls student council

[mimigoey]

Babyls has an ethos council! Interesting.

I also wonder which batra Opera joined if they did. I want to believe it's the magic tools development batra lol or the student council

#welcome to demon school iruma kun #mairimashita! iruma kun #m!ik #mairuma #iruma kun #opera #kalego naberius #kalego sensei #baram shinchiro #balam shinchirou #balam sensei

[the-hawks-rye]

I’m really hoping that with the whole Demon King Candidacy thing, being y’know, A Big Deal in terms of the future, we get a closer look at what goals -if any- everyone has, the ways their goals have changed from the start of the series, and how everyone ended up at Babyls in the first place

#i'm expecting at least a couple of things to get re-contextualized but in a way that makes us go ''ohhhh. that. that makes sense actually'' #in terms of ''why babyls'' my predictions are: #1- there's some practical reasons peppered in there but the big one for sabnock is going to be that delkila went there of course #2- i think lied applied mostly as a joke (as some do for harvard ad such) and then his family made him attend when he got accepted #3- i'm thinking that jazz's brother rock went to Jackapo and if anyone compared his bro to himself jazz would've lost his mind (fair) #4- some other practical reasons but at minimum it was bonus for azz to go to babyls bc i'm thinking he probably hates leiji and razberry but #their attitudes are unfortunately not enough reason to make enemies with them. and if he had to cohabitate with them It Would Not Be Pretty #basically ameri is the only one he respects. yes this would make the first thing he does as a babyls student (challenging iruma to a duel #then swearing his undying loyalty to him upon his own defeat) extremely ironic. it's a comedy these things run on irony #keroli i guess was planning to set herself up for success after school. genuinely work hard at school but not fret too much about rank until #after graduation. which would be when she'd really put to use whatever skills she's learned. like saving up to cash in later #allocer we actually don't know a lot about?? he's a definite wildcard in all areas i think #we know that eliza and gaap Do have goals and are genuinely working on them but we don't really know enough about the other schools out ther #in terms of knowing why they thought babyls was the best fit. both of their goals involve connecting with others so ig we'll see if that's #a coincidence as far as school choices go #everyone else i have no idea dude. bar iruma of course he's here bc his grandpa asked #ameri? probably something practical but then. we've only seen a post- student council president ameri babyls so it could've been pretty #different at the school when she was applying. obviously there was still the impressive lineup of teachers but for experiences in day to day #student life. i have a feeling ameri has had quite the impact for the rest of the student body #so yeah I'm actually Really hoping that we get a look into how everyone ended up there. it might end up saying a lot! #mitch rambles #mairuma

[arialysse]

Wait.

Opera x F!Reader

Synopsis: In which you fall sick and Opera takes care of you.

Quick notes to take;

⇢ Reader is actually older, but looks like a high schooler and is schooling in Babyls. [Almost the same age as Opera]

⇢ Reader caught Opera's eye and they decide to train you.

⇢ Reader is half-angel, half-demon.

⇢ Reader has an adoptive mother named "Amirah" and adoptive sister named "Dmitra".

⇢ Reader lives in/above a shophouse.

Warnings: No particular warnings, but if you find interactions between an adult and a "teen" uncomfortable or weird you should probably dodge this. Not beta-read so it might suck oops.

Word count: 6.2k

Disclaimer: I don't own Mairimashita! Iruma-kun and the characters.

Rounds of applause echoed throughout the stadium. I stared at the gigantic crowd with my [eye color] eyes, panting heavily. It’s normal for people to feel heavy after performing, right? So today shouldn’t be any different. I tried to keep my breaths steady, ignoring the slight fatigue that’s dancing around my limbs.

“How did I go from accepting Opera’s training regiment to dancing on stage with the infamous Devdol Kuromu and the girls from my class?” I thought, trying to hold the smile that was causing a slight ache on my cheeks.

Well….

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“[Y/N]-chan! [Y/N]-chan!” I hear the ever-jovial Clara start. “Hm? What’s the matter, Clara-san?” I turned to meet her viridian eyes, careful of the hot tea that’s resting on my hands. “I heard from Mitra-chan that you both were talented in dancing and singing, is that really true?” She said with her hands clutched, her arms moving up and down in excitement. The girls of the Abnormal Class plus the Student Council President decided to have a get-together and borrowed the Magical Apparatus Battler Clubroom, courtesy of Clara and Iruma.

“Uwah~ Is that so?” Elizabetta cooed, clasping her hands together. “That’s impressive.” Ameri praised with an awkward smile. I could only stare at them in bewilderment. “Of course, only Dmitra would blurt out stuff like those…” I thought, placing a hand on my temple with brows furrowed, shifting my gaze to the floor.

“Y-yeah… She’s right. I wouldn’t call it talented, however.” I closed my eyes and reminisced, “It’s just, our mother gave us a lot of freedom to do whatever we wanted at home when we were younger. During those times, me and my sister really loved music, so we’d try to imitate what and who we saw on the screen, and, well… It’s kind of a useless practice now since we never go on stage.”

I looked back up at them, only to be met with astonishment. “W-why that sudden question though, Clara-san?”

Clara seemed to flinch and jump back at that question, suddenly turning shy. “W-well… I heard that boys like to see when a girl sings and dances for him.” She uttered, twiddling her fingers. How peculiar to see the bright and happy Clara suddenly turning shy all of a sudden. From the corner of my eyes, I caught Ameri flinching. It also looked like her grip on the cup tightened. What’s going on?....

“Ah… Well… Boys are all different, so I don’t know what to say.” I replied, taking a small sip of my tea.

“Speaking of boys,” Elizabetta chirped, “[Y/N]-chan… Forgive me if I’m wrong but, why does it seem like you have a crush on Opera-san?” That sudden statement caused me to choke on my tea. I hunched over the table and heard Kerori yelp in alarm. The girls surrounded me, patting my back and handing me tissues to clean up.

“Wh-wha?!” I stuttered, feeling the familiar heat of a blush creeping up from my neck. “The Opera-san? The one that serves Iruma-san and Sullivan-sama?” Ameri inquired curiously, still patting my back as gently as she could. “Ah~ So was I right?” Elizabetta grinned.

“I…” I cleared my throat, “I mean… Was I that obvious?...”

“Nyahaha! The great Clara has also seen the way you look at them.” The greenette teased, deepening my blush. “S-speaking of Opera-san… Th-they did take you in for t-training, r-right?” Kerori piped softly, fixing her glasses a little. I nodded meekly, feeling as though the heat of my blush was evaporating up and into the air. “Oh? They personally asked to train you? You must be really strong to catch their eyes then!” Ameri’s ears twitched in excitement.

“Please, be my disciple.”

Their words rang through my head as I wondered how red could my face go today. Just as I was about to lose myself to thinking about them, Clara suddenly piped up. “Alright! I’ve decided! Let’s perform on the stage in school! We can also invite everyone to see, even Pera-sama!” Everyone in the room recoiled in surprise, before a loud “EH?” shook the room.

“B-but… Clara-chan, I-I don’t know how to dance…!” Kerori was the first to whimper.

“Me either, I’m afraid~” Elizabetta placed a hand on her cheek, a troubled expression coloring her delicate face.

“M-me too.” Ameri stuttered with a blush.

“So, so! I was about to ask [Y/N]-chan if you and Mitra-chan could teach me how to dance and sing! And since everyone here doesn’t know too, we can all learn together!” Clara chirped, grinning from ear to ear.

“Ah~ That’s a great idea, Clara-chan! This is also a great way to bond~ I’ll be under your care, [Y/N]-chan~” The blonde cooed with a smile.

“U-uhm…!” Ameri hesitated for a moment. “W-why do you want to dance in front of everyone, Clara-ch-chan?...”

“Hm? I…” Clara paused, the shyness earlier coming back, “I…! I want to impress Iruma-chi!”

How straightforward, we gasped. Determination seemed to spark in Ameri’s eyes at the greenette’s resolve. She brought up a clenched fist, “I-I, too, can’t lose…! I shall participate in this, as well… I-if you do not mind, that is…”

“I-I! Uhm…” Kerori stuttered, “I-I c-can’t dance… B-but I know someone who works with the devdol Kuromu-chan! S-so I can talk to them about replacing me w-with her instead! B-besides, instead of t-the small stage, y-you guys can even use the s-stadium she performs in!”

“That’d be amazing~” Elizabetta hummed, placing both hands on her face.

The girls glimmered in excitement, looking at me with pleading eyes. I looked at them, hesitating, before letting out a sigh. “Alright, alright… I’ll teach you guys how to sing and dance. Kerori-san, you can watch us practice since you’re not joining. We’ll be counting on you to speak to the person who works with Kuromu-chan.” I smiled at her.

“Hooray!” Clara cheered, “Celebratory toast!” We raised our cups with an exciting resolution. As the girls gushed about outfits and songs, a familiar chime rang from my phone. I reached into my bag to pull it out .

“It’s time to train. Please make your way to Sullivan-sama’s mansion. I’ll be waiting.”

The familiar heat blossomed on my cheeks. How does a simple message have such impact on someone?!

“What’s wrong, [Y/N]-chan?” Clara asked, “Your cheeks are red again! Is it Pera-sama?”

I could only nod timidly, “I-I need to go now… Opera-san wants to commence the training now.” I placed my belongings into my bag hastily. “Aw~ What a shame. We’ll see you soon then, [Y/N]-chan~ Goodluck and take care now~!” Elizabetta waved, “We’ll be sure to update you about the timings!” I waved right back and scurried out of the room, nearly bumping into the blue-haired boy. I uttered a quick apology and rushed out to the school gate.

It wasn’t long before I was met with the black iron gates of The Sullivan Mansion, and right beside it was none other than Opera themself. “H-hello, Opera-san. I hope I’m not too late. I tried to come here as fast as my legs could bring me.” I huffed, hunching over slightly to catch my breath. They gave me a polite bow in response, “Hello there, [Y/N]-san. You were right on time, actually, so no worries. Come along now.” They guided me into the gates and we made our way to their large yard, with me tagging along behind the red-headed demon.

“Why does it seem like you have a crush on Opera-san~?”

Elizabetta’s words earlier echoed in my head tauntingly, flushing my cheeks in a bright red. This obviously did not go past the ever-sharp Opera, as they halted. “[Y/N]-san, what seems to be the matter? Did you catch a fever, perhaps? Your face is really red.”

“I-I’m fine! Don’t worry!” I yelped uncharacteristically loud, my eyes snapping up to meet theirs. They raised a brow in suspicion, a head tilt following right after. I swear, their cuteness could really be the death of me someday. “Sh-shall we start with the training now, O-Opera-san?” I diverted the topic and my eyes.

“Ah, yes. Well then, place your bag at the stand there and bring out your weapon.”

And the weeks went by just like this. Right after school, I had a few hours to teach and practice our performance and right after that was the grueling training with Opera. If not for that constant reminder from them to hydrate myself, I would have probably toppled over in exhaustion. My mom would also request that I look after the shop for a few hours before closing up. Dmitra would be worn-out from training and dancing, so she heads straight to her bed by the time she reaches home. I can’t blame her though, afterall, Kallego decided to train her and we all know what entails whenever you’re near that teacher. The number of times I nearly fell asleep while simultaneously taking care of the shop and doing the mountain load of homework Kallego tended to give was uncountable.

“What seems to be the matter, [Y/N]-san? You appear to be out of it as of late.” Opera asked one time during training. “I-I’m alright… Just exhausted…” I huffed, wiping a sweat off my chin. “Just from this? Hm…” They placed a finger on their chin, “It seems as though I’ve gone too easy on you, since you’re already worn out from this level of training. Stand up, we’re going again, this time, harder.” I begrudgingly stood up, steadying my weapon to face them once more.

No thanks to the “upgraded” training, the final week of preparation was extra taxing on me. I must’ve lost some weight with the way the girls looked at me when we were practicing. Each time I assured them that I was fine, the more worried they became. Even Dmitra tried telling me to skip practice for a few days to recuperate but I politely refused. “I can’t afford to waste a session, we only have a few days left.” Was what I told her.

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The cheers and applause was never-ending even after we headed back-stage. “Nice work out there girls! Everyone did splendidly!” Kuromu praised with a gleam as I glanced around my arms and legs. If it weren’t for the carefully chosen outfit and make-up, the bruises and cuts from training would’ve been displayed for the whole of demon-world to see.

Everyone seemed to be talking about something but what? Wait… What’s going on, what is this ringing?

“Right? Don’t you agree, sis-... Sis?... Are you okay? You’re looking kinda pale-” Dmitra couldn’t even finish her words as my legs gave up on me. I collapse forward, breathing heavily. I could hear the girls call my name and for help. My whole body felt heavy, the agonizing throb of overexertion running through my limbs.

“...pera-san! Good timi… Fell over and…” Warbled voices circled around me, at this point, my head was spinning so much that I didn’t know who was who. “We have another… B-but [Y/N] is… bad state… do we do?”

“Leave her… girls get… care of her.” I feel someone place my head somewhere soft. The slight sting of coldness on my forehead jolted me back to my senses, albeit slightly. The first thing I registered was Opera’s -very attractive- face, staring down at me. Somewhere in their expression, lingered a hint of worry. “Wh-wha…” I utter, still in a daze, trying to look around me.

The familiar song that we practiced so hard after school filled my ears. Then I remembered just where I was. I tried moving my arms to sit up, however, it felt as if they had a mind of their own and disobeyed my every command. “I… I need to.. Get back out… there…!” I gasped with trembling limbs. “Don’t even think about it. You’re too weak to even get up. Rest now.” I hear their smooth voice chide as they gently grab my outstretched hand, their other free hand resting right above my eyes, effectively blocking my vision. “B-but…!” I protested shakily. “No. Don’t be stubborn now and rest.” Right after those words, my world faded into black.

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“You’ve grown up really well, my dear daughter.”

I jerk awake at those words, sitting up in a panic. I tried steadying my breathing, hands gripping tightly on the sheets. What was that? Wait, sheets? Upon realization, my eyes darted around. Where am I? It seems to be a room of some sorts. It even has a large window at the side. And the covers, the colors, they remind me alot like… someone…

“Ah, I see you’re awake, [Y/N]-san.” Too consumed within my inner panic, I failed to hear the sound of the door opening. I snapped my head up to look at them, “O-Opera-san?! Wh-what are you doing here?”

They did their cute little head tilt from before, raising one of their red-haired brows. “What do you mean what am I doing here? This is my room and this is the house I live in. Am I not supposed to be here?”

H-house?! I’m in- My gaze flickered around the room. I’m in their room…?! I could feel heat rising up from my neck. “Wh-what am I doing here? What happened?” I fretted, bringing up the covers. Opera silently sauntered into the room, mindful of the door behind them. They hummed, casually bringing a hand up to my forehead. “It seems as though your fever has gone down. That is a good sign. But… You’re still slightly flushed.”

I’m pretty sure the flush is for a different reason, Opera… Even the back of their hands are so smooth… I could’ve sworn I almost fainted just from their touch. “As for why you’re here… It’s quite a long story.”

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Right after the performance, Opera hastily carried the unconscious body back to Sullivan’s large mansion.

“Hm? Who’s that you brought in, Opera?” Sullivan asked, taking a closer look. “Oh? If it isn’t [Y/N] from Iruma-kun’s class? What happened to her?”

“I apologize for bringing her unannounced, Sullivan-sama,” The security demon bowed trying not to disturb the sleeping figure in their arms, “She fell ill after performing at the stadium earlier. And,” They kept their gaze on the floor in shame, “It was partially my fault that she is in this state, as embarrassing as it is to admit.”

Sullivan stared at them. “Ah, how adorable… It’s been awhile since I’ve seen Opera care about someone this much.”

“Haha! You’re always such a bully, Opera. But,” Sullivan placed a tender hand on their head, right between their horns, “Make sure you take care of her, alright? And don’t forget about my precious Iruma-kun!”

Opera blushed a little at their master’s praise before nimbly darting into their room, gently placing the heavily-breathing girl on their bed. They damped a towel and made sure to clean her as best as they could. After placing a cooling pad on her head, they huffed a sigh of relief, wiping a sweat off their brow.

‘Well, I guess it’s my turn to take care of other businesses,’ Their feline eyes glanced at the sleeping girl, ‘I suppose I could leave her for a few moments.’ They placed a hand on their head, patting it gently with a smile.

“I’ll be back, be a good girl and stay in bed while I’m gone.”

They walked out of the room, silently closing the door behind them. With that, they swiftly left the house and went to fetch Iruma back from the rowdy concert. After taking care of the young boy and his master, they, yet again, had to leave the house to yours, this time with a large bag in hand.

“O-oh my! If it isn’t Opera-sama! What can I do for you this evening?” Amirah beamed. They stared onto the floor, ashamed. “I am terribly sorry.”

“Eh? For what, Opera-sama?” She asked.

“I… There is a competition coming up and I was tasked to train your daughter, [Y/N]-san, and… I admit that I have overexerted her past her limit and she fell ill, therefore, I sincerely apologize.”

Amirah gave Opera a worried look, before the same smile graced her features. “Don’t apologize, Opera-sama. I’m sure my sweet [Y/N]-chan was trying her best too. She must’ve tried too hard again and ended up like this.” She sighed.

“Again, you say?” They tilted their heads.

“Ah, yes!” Amirah chuckled, “When she was younger, there was a neighboring kid that told her she was too weak and soft. In response, she trained hard with her sword everyday until she fell ill, just like now. I of course gave her a tough scolding afterwards.” Opera hummed, smiling a little. “She’s always the hard worker, yes?” They nodded, even with your fatigued and exhausted state, you were always giving your best effort. It’s what caught their eyes, afterall.

She placed a finger on her chin. “So, I believe my daughter is in your care now, Opera-sama?”

Opera nodded yet again, “I have come to ask for permission to retrieve her clothing for a few days.”

“Ah, are you sure she would not be imposing in the Great Sullivan-sama’s mansion? Will we be in trouble?” Amirah’s brows furrowed in concern.

“I assure you, she would not be. And whatever punishments Sullivan-sama may issue, I would take full responsibility.” They bowed.

“Alright. Her room is on the 3rd floor. I apologize for the slight mess.” The horned lady opened the door to the home, guiding the security demon up.

“No worries.” They assured, twisting the rose-gold doorknob that led to your room. Upon entering your room, the first thing that greeted him was the scent. The sweet fragrance they always get hints of while sparring with you. “Well, take your time in here, if you need anything I’ll be downstairs!” She smiled and then left, going back to her shop to tend to the customer.

Opera carefully sauntered around your ivory room, their alluring, sharp eyes landing on your closet door. ‘This must be it.’ With nimble hands, they opened the wooden doors. They delicately picked out several sets of clothes from the closet, placing them into the leather bag they had brought earlier. Until, something white fell out of the closet.

‘Hm? What’s this?’ Opera knelt on the wooden floor, gently picking up what seemed to be a very white, feather. Upon closer inspection, it even seemed to glimmer under the low-lighting. It even made their fingers tingle a little. They secretly placed the feather in their side pocket, then got up. After saying a quick goodbye to Amirah, they left to go back to the mansion.

Patrolling the mansion for one last check, they finally showered and strolled back to their room, a glass of water and medicine in hand. I’d have to rouse her from her sleep to hydrate if not, the fever might worsen. But, as their hand reached for the doorknob to twist it, the last thing they’d expect was to see you sitting up with a drunken expression.

They stared right at your figure and you stared right back with a muzzy, flushed face.

“Kitty!” You suddenly called, pointing to their direction, just as they were about to ask how you were feeling. Their heads tilted in confusion. “[Y/N]-san…?”

“Hm…? Woah… Kitty talks!” They watch you giggle in delight, clapping your hands. “Come, come kitty! I’ll give you lots of pets!” Your arms outstretched, while making a grabby hands action. Opera was conflicted, part of them felt very amused that you’re letting a vulnerable side of you show while the other part of them felt very guilty for overexerting you. They relented and walked to you, bowing their head to you. In response, they hear you giggle as you gently pet their head.

“Woah… Kitty fur soft! So… nice…” They hear you murmur, slightly blushing at your words. They quickly pulled away, having enough of your pets. “Ah! B-but… Am not done with pets…” They hear you sniffle. “You can have more pets later, alright? For now, please eat this medicine and drink this water.”

You nodded, glee returning to your features as you took the medicine and cup from them. They watch as you easily gulp down the water and medicine in one go, letting out an exasperated sigh of relief after. They smiled, patting your head. “Good girl. Now go back to sleep.”

With gentle hands, they gently urged you back to bed, pulling the covers up to your shoulder. “You know…” They hear you start, “You remind me a lot like someone…”

Their ears twitch in curiosity, “Oh? And who might that be?”

“Their name is Opera!”

The security devil’s feline eyes widened. “Opera…? Interesting… Tell me more. What about me reminds you of them?” They smirked in amusement. They felt bad for taking advantage of your disoriented-self but, then again, they were also curious.

“They always take care of me too. We train a lot together.” You rubbed your eyes.

“I see. What else?”

“They're so cool and strong! One time, we went to this park and they took down a biiiig beast so easily!”

They recalled their time in Walter Park and the beasts that suddenly emerged from nowhere. They smiled at your words, “Is that so?”

“Mmhm! And, and…” You paused, shifting your gaze away from them. Opera gave you a moment to continue.

“And?” They finally prompted resting a cheek on their hand.

“Well… Uhm… They’re so cool and… I… I sort of… Fell in love with them…”

Opera’s eyes widened once more, but this was by far the widest they’ve been all day.

“B-but… They probably don’t even notice me. I mean… They work under this great demon lord and his equally amazing and talented grandson, and then there’s just me, so…” Tears filled your eyes as you hastily wiped them away, “So it’s okay…! I’ll just watch them from a distance and cheer them on… Whatever they may do.”

For the first time in a while, Opera was stunned into silence. They could only stare at you, mouth slightly agape from shock. They had to admit, there were implications that you harbored feelings for them but, they couldn’t be too sure. But now, they had their answer. They could see your eyes start to shut as you mumbled some incoherent words. They stood up from the chair and leaned over your body, hovering near your ear.

“Here’s an advice from Kitty,” They placed a hand on yours, “Just be patient and wait for the right time.” They hear you murmur a soft ‘b-but’.

“Because I’m sure that they’re waiting for you too.” They finished, gently enclosing their hands in yours.

“Y…You really… Think… So?”

“I know so.” They placed a gentle kiss on your temple, “Sleep well, [Y/N]-san.”

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“And then here you are. By the way, Iruma-sama relayed a message for you, he was really worried and hopes that you feel better soon.” Opera explained, smoothly omitting the last part. I stared at them silently, absorbing the information. “Oh…. I’d have to thank him later then. B-but wait, if I’m sleeping on your bed, where did you sleep then?”

“Me? I slept on the floor there.” They pointed a finger to a mattress on the ground right next to the bed. “What?!” I exclaimed in disbelief. Oh god, I’ve just essentially made them sleep on the floor, and this is their room!

“I-I’m sorry for causing you trouble, Opera-san! I’ll leave right now!” I pulled the covers off my body in an attempt to leave, but was swiftly halted by the demon before me.

“You’re not leaving this bed until you’re completely healed, [Y/N]-san.” They frowned, gently pushing me back to the large bed. “B-but Opera-san…! I can’t make you sleep on the floor, this is your room! B-besides, I’m feeling better already.” I argued, taking their hands into my own, trying to push them away. Their frown only deepened, doubting my words. “Don’t be stubborn, now lay back down. I need to fetch you more water and prepare breakfast.”

“O-Opera-san, please…!” I pleaded, clutching their hands. They stared into my [Eye Color] orbs momentarily, before giving out a sigh. “Alright. If you’re really better by noon, I will escort you home. But,” They sneered, “Only if you rest up now.” I nodded hastily, “Alright, I will.” They nodded and left the room, leaving me alone. Still feeling slightly dizzy, I pulled the covers up and shut my eyes, sleep taking over me instantly.

It wasn’t long until I was woken up by the feline-looking devil, a tray of food in their hands. “You don’t have to get up, I’ve already prepared a small table for you to eat in bed, so please wait a moment. They placed the silver tray on the nightstand, then proceeded to unfold the small table. After positioning it and placing it on the bed, they laid the silver tray on the table and took off the lid, exposing the delicious smell of food.

I stared at the meal, mouth-watering in anticipation for a taste of Opera’s cooking. I looked at them and then back at the food. “A-Are you sure I can have this?” I asked hesitatingly, twiddling my fingers. “Of course. Eat up now. And don’t forget your medicine afterward.”

I relentlessly dug into the meat at their words. And oh my devil… Is this what heaven tastes like? No, wait, heaven isn’t a good place… This is literally heaven in hell… I chewed slowly, savoring every bite of their cooking. Within minutes, I shamelessly lost all etiquettes and gobbled down the food. Placing down the silverware, I silently thanked whatever gods that graced me with their cooking and turned to look at them.

“O-Opera-san…” I piped, “Thank you for the meal, it was exquisite… And I’m sorry you had to see me like that…” A flush of embarrassment decorated my cheeks.

“It was no problem. I’m glad you enjoyed your meal. Eat your medicine and get some rest. I need to run some errands for Sullivan-sama and I’ll be back by noon.” They reminded while clearing the plate and table, before excusing themselves from the room. I kept my end of the deal and gulped the medicine and water.

Bringing the covers up to my nose, I snuggled into the sheets, inhaling the smell. Ah… It smells so much like Opera-san… Hey! Wait! Stop it now, I’m being creepy! I shook my head and shut my eyes, trying to suppress the shameful thoughts.

It was late noon when I was woken up by Opera’s gentle shaking.

“Did you sleep well?” I sat up slowly and hear them ask. “Mmhm.” I hoarsely say while nodding. I hear them unfold the same table and place the silverware on it. But before I could even dig in, they abruptly halted my thoughts by bringing their hand to my balmy forehead. I flinched, a little startled, heat rising up to my cheeks.

“Hmm… You’re recovering well. That’s a good sign,” They sighed in defeat, their cat ear horns tilting downward, “Alright, as I promised, after your meal I shall escort you home.” They elegantly took the glinting lid off. I stared in awe at the feast that was placed before me, Opera really outdid themselves again. For a moment, I envied how Iruma got to taste Opera’s succulent dishes everyday, but quickly shooed the negative thought away and dug in.

Soon after, they cleared the empty plate simultaneously advising me to take a shower and get a fresh change of clothes as well. I agreed rather enthusiastically, shakily standing up from the bed. They eyed my movements attentively, making sure I was able to stand up properly. My legs honestly felt like jelly but I held in the slight discomfort of my still-quivering lower half.

“S-see? I-I’m fine.” I assured shakily, one hand still leaning against the comforter, my other hand reaching up to give them a not-so confident thumbs up. I hear them sigh at my stubbornness shooting me a frown. They soon led me out of the room and down a hallway, to a bathroom. After showing me how to operate the shower and the amenities, they bowed and promptly left, but not after saying a quick “Call me if you need anything.”

I made sure to clean myself carefully in the shower, washing off all the dirt and grime on my body from the night before. After one last check on myself, I exited the shower, smelling A LOT like Opera themselves. I blushed a little, how nice would it be to smell like this everyday… Hold on! No! Bad [Y/N]! I shook my head ardently.

“What are you doing, [Y/N]-san? You’re acting like a wet puppy.” I hear a familiar voice quip at my silliness. “W-wha…! Opera-san!” I yelped, placing a hand over my chest. “D-don’t startle me like that… Since when were you here?...”

“I’ve been here this whole time. Hm..” They placed a tentative finger on their chin, “It seems like I would need to include the sharpening of your senses to our training…”

I gave them a small squeak of fright, “I-I swear it’s just you who catches me off-guard!”

“Hmm~ Just me, is that right?” Their tail playfully twirled behind them, an amused smirk decorating their prepossessing features. My blush and embarrassment only deepened by their teasing with each passing second.

“Alright, alright. I was merely jesting. However, if you’re really interested in strengthening your senses, do let me know.” They backed away, “Come along now, I need to dry your hair before we depart.”

I nodded, ambling meekly behind them. Wait, they want to dry my hair?! Amidst my train of thoughts an unforeseen fatigue shot up my leg, making me trip and fall forward. I barely had time to react to the sudden drop but, fortunately, someone was faster.

With one graceful motion, Opera gently caught my fall, holding me close. “Are you alright, [Y/N]-san?” I hear them ask softly. At this close distance, I took in the details of their smooth, clear skin. How they managed to keep their skin unblemished fascinated me. I stared into their burgundy eyes, lost in thought. My grip on their arms tightened, the feeling of adoration in my chest felt so full, almost about to burst. It was their tail poking at my cheek that snapped me out of my daydream.

“Oi~ Is anyone there?” They playfully queried, soft tail still gently prodding at my cheek. I let out a gasp of surprise, “I-I-I’m sorry!” I scurried away from them, covering my currently very hot face, too close! Opera raised a brow, “Are you sure you don’t want to stay for another day? You’re still rather worned out.”

I shook my head with my face still in my hands, “I-I’m fine, b-besides, you’ll be walking me home so…” I say muffledly. “If it’s my bed that you’re worried about, I assure you that I’m comfortable sleeping on the mattress that’s on the floor.” They stated matter-of-factly. “N-no. It’s your room, you should be sleeping on the bed, Opera-san. I’ll be okay.” They stood up and brought a hand near my face. “If you say so, now, up on your feet.”

I placed a hand in theirs, feeling them hoist me up smoothly. “Don’t fall again now.” They teased, as we resumed our stroll back to the room. My heart skipped a few beats at their words.

But… if they found out who you really were, would they still see you the same?

The sudden doubt clouded my mind as they dried my hair. I frowned slightly, but I shoved the thought away from my brain as best as I could. For now, let me relish in this little happiness I have. They gave my hair a short brush, puffing in triumph at their handiwork. Soon thereafter, they grabbed the bag containing my garments and we left the room.

“Thank you for everything, Opera-san.” I bowed deeply at the demon before me, “I apologize for all the trouble I’ve caused…”

They paused their movements, turning around to look at me. “It’s no problem at all. Besides, I was partially to blame for your weakened state. I apologize for not noticing that you were way past your limit, [Y/N]-san.”

“W-what…! O-Opera-san you have nothing to apologize for…! I’m at the wrong here...” I shifted my gaze timidly.

“Oh? Leaving so soon already?” Another voice chimed in.

“S-Sullivan-sama! From the bottom of my heart, th-thank you for your hospitality and I apologize for intruding without prior notice…!” I turned to bow at the powerful demon lord. “Not at all! Besides it was Opera who took care of you so…” The chairman placed a hand on his cheek shyly, “But, we’ll be missing you.” He turned into an egg, wiping off his tears.

I chuckled at his silliness. Student’s have always described Sullivan as the fierce, powerful and strict principal but, he also this side of him.

“Sullivan-sama, taking a break I see? Have you done at least half of the paperwork you ditched yesterday because of ‘prepping’ Iruma-sama for the concert.” Opera leered at him, eyes glinting in vexation. “B-but! My dearest Iruma-kun! Anything could happen at that place, what if someone kidnapped him? What if he falls down and hurts himself? What if someone finds out that he’s-” The security demon silenced him from speaking further, “Don’t change the subject. I will excuse myself from the mansion for a while to escort her home and if I come back to find out that you still haven’t done at least half of the paperwork that’s due soon, I will do more than just making you sit for the rest of the day on that chair.”

Woah… Even Opera had this side of them. It’s a terrifying side of them I wouldn’t want to bring out. On a side note, seeing them so irked struck an unfamiliar chord in me. Did I just find their frustration attractive?! Oh no…

“Well then, we’ll be on our way now.” Opera bowed and ushered me out of the large wooden doors, shooting the principal one last warning glare.

As we trudged along the uneven dirt road, I heard them sigh. “I apologize for letting you see that. But, the chairman can be a handful sometimes.”

“It’s no problem at all, Opera-san. I find it very interesting that the chairman has this side of him as well.” I giggled, recalling his egg form. Opera sighed in defeat once more with furrowed brows. There was a short span of silence. Both of us just enjoyed the scenery around us.

It wasn’t long before the sounds of the crowds of people chattering entered my ears.

It was then that Opera decided to speak. “Do you know that you are very chatty when you’re sick?”

“H-huh? What does that mean?” I stuttered, looking at them with wide eyes. They looked back at you, “You’re also very open and honest when you’re ill.”

What?! Just what are they talking about? What did I do? What did I say? I panicked internally, fidgeting with the hem of my shirt.

Just as I was about to ask what they really meant. They stopped walking, causing me to nearly bump into them. “Ah, it looks like we’re here.”

Aw… what a shame… I unconsciously pouted a little. “This is farewell then. I do hope you recover quickly and smoothly so that we can go back to training. Also,” They unexpectedly flicked my forehead, causing me to yelp as I placed a hand over the stinging area, “I’d appreciate it very much if you’d tell me that you were overly exhausted next time.”

I looked away in shame, the familiar heat of a blush creeping onto my cheeks. “I’m sorry, I’ll keep that in mind…”

“Alright, off you go. You can return the bag the next time we meet.” They ushered me forward, to the purple doors of my house.

I pursed my lips hesitatingly, before gathering up the courage to face them. “Th-thank for everything again, Opera-san.”

They shot me a small smile and nodded. That smile seemed to shoot straight into my heart, deepening my blush. With shaky fingers, I tried my hardest to open the backdoor. After a few tries I finally got it open and was about to step into my house when their voice halted me once more.

“One last thing,” I turned to look at them, head tilting curiously, “Your performance last night was astounding. Keep up the good work. Then, I shall see you soon.” They gave a final bow then turned to leave.

I silently closed the door behind me, then crumpled to the floor in a blushing mess. This is really bad… How am I going to suppress this illicit feelings that I harbored for them now. I sighed and whimpered, the blush never leaving my face.

Well, there’s only one way to go about this now.

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The lack of Opera x Reader fanfics drove me to this insane state. But for the authors who did headcanons or shortfics of them, many kisses for you, muah muah.

After this, I MIGHT write 2 more fics; a Balam x Reader one and a Poly! Balam x Reader x Opera one. Because let's be honest, who doesn't like Balam-sensei. Why not Kalego? Because he's mean. However, if you have an idea for me to write I just might ;)

This scenario is actually a shifting scenario but I thought it'd be cute to share it with fellow Opera lovers, so here you go.

Lastly, if you have any constructive criticism, don't be afraid to let me know what I can improve on and how I can improve my writing.

Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoyed it :)

#Opera x Reader #opera x reader #mairimashita! iruma kun #m!ik #mairuma #fellowOperastansrise #M!Ik Opera #Opera #welcome to demon school iruma kun #iruma kun characters

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Hey. I've read first three volumes of the manga and watched some clips on YT and I'm wondering, does Babyls's dress code is strict towards what its students wear? We see students who wear their school uniforms properly (like Iruma or Clara), but Alice, Subro or Ameri seem to wear what they want.

Hi! this may have some spoilers.

They have a dress code but they are not strict about it at all(very cool). It seems that as long as the clothes any demon wears have the stripes and spikes indicating what year of school they are in, everything is fine.

Here an example of Azz with their first year uniform and the stripe on the sleeves vs Second year Azz with the stripes on the sleeves.

It also doesn't seem to matter much if you wear the female or male uniform, Opera in their college days wore both. Kalego too only he wore the male uniform top and the skirt bottom.

Although Amelie's clothes don't have any stripes or spikes indicating what year she's in but maybe since she's the student council president she has privileges (????

#I hope I have explained well #In conclusion #they are very permissive with the uniform. #I think it's nice #mairimashita! iruma kun #m!ik #mairuma #welcome to demon school iruma kun #suzuki iruma #alice asmodeus #opera san #kalego naberius #naberius kalego #mairuma manga #iruma kun