The Misfit of Demon King Academy

A while later——–

The postwar clean-up between Azeshion and Deiruheido was completed so the demon king academy that had been closed was now reopened.

Upon entering the second classroom I was wrapped up in a strangely nostalgic atmosphere.

As I take my seat Sasha who’s next to me speaks up.

“Morning.” (Sasha)

I look at her face.

“Wha….what….? What are you looking at?” (Sasha)

Sasha covers her face with both arms to hide from my view.

“You’ve got new hair ribbons.” (Arnos)

The ribbons she ties her twin tails with are different to the usual ones.

“……Well noticed……”

“My demon eyes aren’t that cloudy where they won’t notice the equipment of my subordinates.” (Arnos)

Sasha’s eyes look a little disappointed.

“Can you not call it equipment?” (Sasha)

Sasha turns away in a huff, however, from the back she seems to be in a good mood.

“Sasha is shy because Arnos noticed.” Misha says from the seat to my other side.

“The hair ribbons?” (Arnos)

Misha nods.

“I see. If that made you happy Sasha then why not say?” (Arnos)

“What are you saying? And don’t go saying weird things either Misha.” (Sasha)

Misha blinks a couple of times and looks at me.

“I got scolded.” (Misha)

“Don’t worry about it. She’s always noisy over something.” (Arnos)

Sasha glares at me with an offended expression.

“Hey Arnos. What’s that supposed to mean? You saying I flare up needlessly?” (Sasha)

“If you don’t then why not try being honest Sasha? You won’t get what you want if you don’t.” (Arnos)

Sasha falls silent for a moment.

“…..What do you mean when you say what I want…..?” (Sasha)

“Did you think I hadn’t noticed?” (Arnos)

“….Eh……..ah……..” (Sasha)

“Don’t you want it?” (Arnos)

Sasha blushes, turns her eyes away and looks down.

“…………..I want it……..” (Sasha)

I pointed to her hair ribbon.

“The material is silk and not just any silk. Its the Konginu silk (dark silk) expelled by the twilight gecko that only spits out the thread while it’s twilight. They are a remnant from 2000 years ago. It was probably produced in the western Arileo region that has its origins in silk clothing. The silk is strong and it’s easy to apply reinforcement magic to. Due to that, it was useful during the war but since there has been a long period of peace the techniques were probably converted to ornamental and accessory use. Is dying things using magic a product of this era? It’s a dark colour when viewed with demon eyes but its not bad. I’d rate it somewhere in the lower middle overall.” (Arnos)

Sasha had been looking at me with a straight, serious face since halfway through.

It’s a different reaction to what I was expecting.

I turn to Misha.

“What’s wrong?” (Arnos)

“….It’s not good to notice too much…..” (Misha)

Fumu. Is that so?

“I thought you’d be happy.” (Arnos)

*Fufu* laughter leaks from my neighbour.

“I’m not happy with it. Study peace more demon king-sama.” (Sasha)

Sasha pokes fun at me.

It’s strange. Overall she still seems happy.

“Morning.” (Ray)

“Good morning!” (Misa)

Ray and Misa enter and take their seats.

“I see you two are brazenly coming to school together.” Sasha says in a low voice.

“Eh? Ah, no you’re wrong. We just met by chance.” (Misa)

Misa quickly makes an excuse.

“Hmph. By chance huh.” (Sasha)

“That reminds me Arnos-sama. What happened to Eleonor-san and Zeshia-san since then?” (Misa)

Misa forcibly changes the topic.

“Aah. Well, I thought about it in various ways an—” (Arnos)

Just then the bell signalling the start of lessons rang out.

The door opens and Menou enters followed by 2 girls.

“There’s your answer.” (Arnos)

Misa looks over and there is Eleonor and Zeshia wearing the hero academy uniform.

Apparently, Zeshia is 10 years old and this is the Zeshia that asked me to help [Mama].

Apart from this Zeshia, the rest would find it difficult to adapt to academy life so they are being looked after in a different way.

“Yes yes everyone take your seats. I’m going to introduce two academy exchange students but I’m sure everyone already knows who they are.” (Menou)