😈 Tales of a Cambion (Book 2) 😈

VI (XXIX). Royal One 👑

At Sullivan's Mansion

Due to Reficul and Alikred's spells, Ryūko and Iruma went through their Evil Cycles. Now the mornings are unusual, Ryūko and Iruma were reading through the Babylus newspapers. The former still sat up straight as she was finished with her breakfast whereas the latter had his spoon in his mouth and elbow on the table, not to mention his uniform jacket was unbuttoned.

"These articles suck." Complained Iruma, ""Legacy of the Netherworld: Royal One". More."

"Yes, of course... Coming, Iruma, sir." Replied Opera, truly terrified.

Sullivan had his face on the table from this whole new change of personality while Isabelle looked at her housemates in confusion from the other side of the table.

"This is a total mystery. Whatever could have happened to them?" Asked Opera as Sullivan was flooding in tears.

"I already know that cambions like Ryūko and me can also go through Evil Cycle but Iruma? This is all Greek to me since he's pure human." Replied Isabelle.

"Up until yesterday, they were practically perfect." Cried Sullivan, "I know what it must be. They did turn rotten after joining the Student Council! They must be acting out because I overworked them! I'm gonna give them a piece of my mind!"

With the crow of a demonic bird, Acheron, Asmodeus, Lavande and Clara came up to the gates of the mansion as usual. The four addressed Isabelle, Ryūko, and Iruma with their morning greetings. The latter nonchalantly handed Asmodeus his bag. Asmodeus held it, looking surprised.

"You wanted to carry that, right?" Reminded Iruma, "It's all yours."

This in effect made the taller male very happy.

"Thank you!" Nodded the gentleman before gently embracing Iruma's bag, "He handed it to me, hence, the first time he did it before I even dared to ask him. Fortune has favored me this day!"

"That reminds me, Lavande, I hereby grant you permission to hold my academic baggage." Said Ryūko, handing over her bag to Lavande.

"Yes. As you wish, my lady." Bowed Lavande, carefully holding onto the bag.

"Yo, cheerful as ever, I see." Said Iruma to Clara.

"Mm-hmm!" Nodded Clara, "I'll be cheerful tomorrow and forever!"

"Just as you should be, Clara. Keep it up." Smiled Iruma patting her head.

"Grandfather, the stallions and carriage, if you may." Requested Ryūko.

"As you wish!" Replied Sullivan kneeling to the ground.

Sullivan summoned the horses and the carriage made its appearance to the group.

"It's a bit chilly today, so I made sure the seats were warmed up for you." Said Sullivan.

"Much appreciated, Grandfather." Thanked Ryūko.

"Thanks, old man." Followed Iruma.

"Devi!" Saluted the elder demon.

"Ryūko and Iruma-kins seem different today." Said Clara, "Maybe sorta... edgier, I guess kinda?"

"Iruma's acting like the opposite of himself and Ryūko is on a more upgraded version of her usual personality." Acheron said as he observed the twins.

"Do they though? They've been like this since first thing in the morning." Replied Isabelle.

"Then, perhaps this would mean..." Lavande had her sentenced paused as the demon trio looked at each other with a thought.

"Are you coming along, or should we leave you here?" Asked Ryūko sternly as she took the reins.