Toga: Get away from our Izu!
Before I knew it, a couple of daggers were sent flying towards Tamaki's father and I simply burned them to ashes.
Me: Stop it! He was only lost!
I immediately turned towards Dabi and Toga and went to their side. However before I left Tamaki and his father, I turned around and left them with a simply Bye.
Dabi: I see. We were worried he was after you.
Me: Nope. Besides no one can hurt me.
Toga: Still I would have loved to stabby stabby him even for a little bit.
Me: You would do that to everyone.
Toga: No. Not you or Dabi. You guys are friends.
Me: I see.
After the small encounter and the battra party everything went back to normal very quickly until I heard of something called Akudol. It was apparently some kind of event where celebrity demons wear all pretty and fluffy things. I could only imagine that this was a counter measurement someone came up with to calm the demons bloodlust down at some point.
However I didn't care much for them nor did I wanted to go to a concert of the Most popular Akudol Uravity.
Me: Why do I have to go?!
Nezu: Because I thought you might like it.
Me: Nope.
Nezu: But it is a main event here and not easy to get into.
Me: My answer is still no.
I was currently in the principal's office after my grandpa kindly used the communication device to call out for me. It was not as if I had a really nice class with Aizawa and enjoyed the chaos he made because of how he loved to sleep teach his lessons.
Nezu: Izu-kun~
Me: Nope.
AfO: Master, I think it wouldn't be wise pressuring him anymore.
Me: I would listen to him, grandpa.
Nezu: But my friend's grandchildren all went to one of Uravity's show and were amazed.
Me: And I am not your friends grandchildren but yours. I am telling you I do not want to stand in a crowed of screaming demons listening to Ochaco singing.
Nezu: Ohh so you realized.
Me: Ahm yeah, I am not blind. Was it supposed to be a secret?
AfO: Miss Uraraka entered this school with the wish of not being known as Uravity.
Me: Oh I see.
Nezu: Tell me what did gave her away?
Me: I mean I only saw a short video of her performance because Denki and Mina were making me watch it. So her way of walking and the way she acts is the same. Not only that but she also has the same eye colors too. The moment she sings, I can also recognize her voice too.
Nezu: Impressive.
Me: Anyways, I won't go.
Nezu: It would be a good social event to participate in.
Me: You want me to burn everything to ashes?
Nezu: Of course not.
Me: Then I won't go.
AfO: Is there something bothering you, young Master?
Me: There is a huge crowd, it's loud and there are a lot of sparkly neon things there. All I want to is rip the whole stage apart and get some nice rest.
Nezu: I believe it will be a necessary for you to experience the live of a demon.
Me: And why?
Nezu: You do want to be the next demon king, don't you?
Me: I don't think I ever said that. All I want is to claim my place as an ancestor.
Nezu: Which means the same.
Me: I don't think so. I mean I can live with having a demon king as long as he doesn't bother me and doesn't go against me. Otherwise the king can be free to do whatever he pleases besides harming other demons.
AfO: A true king indeed.
Seeing as this whole debate was going into the wrong way and Nezu was so driven and hyped by the idea of going there with me, I decided to use the communication system and call for Aizawa. Did I care if people would hear my voice? Nope not at all.
I just went for it and ignored Nezu too. It was not as if he could do anything to begin with.
Why do I need to go?!
If you want to do something with me then how about flying around or watching a movie?
We could also make some cookies together...
But no concert!
I am gonna kill every single demon that is screaming in my ears!
It was not long after I called for Aizawa that he came into the room and looked from my annoyed face to Nezu's smiling face to AfO.
Aizawa: *Sigh* Why was I called?
Me: Because my grandpa here wants me to go to Uravity's next concert with him.
Aizawa: And?
Me: Crowd, Noisy and I am a dragon.
Aizawa: Nezu, by all due respect what is going on in that chimera brain of yours?
Nezu: It would be a good exercise for him. Not to mention the experience he will gain from it.
Aizawa: Do you want the people there to get pulverized by an angry annoyed and pissed of ancestor?
Nezu: That might also be quite the show too.
Me: For god's sake, NEZU! I am not going on a killing spree.
Nezu: No, just a concert.
Aizawa: I disagree! He will be staying with me. You and AfO can go there.
Nezu: I can't let you do that.
I could feel Nezu's aura grow and he was using his full power as demon to make Aizawa back away. However I could feel his aura and let mine out as well as a growl. The moment I did that the whole room immediately went silent and looked at me.
Me: If you want me to go, I'll leave you Nezu and I will stop calling you grandpa!
Aizawa: Kid, I would be happy to have you with me.
Nezu: Not happening!
Me: Oh it will if you are still going to insist going with me there!
Nezu: Izu all I wanted was to spend a day with you and do something funny. Everyone loves her concerts too.
Me: And I told you I don't like concerts. If you want to spend a day with me, then how about we go for a walk, fly around and you show me around or go to the next city? We could also watch a movie or cook something.
Nezu: I am sorry for pressuring you.
Me: Just never do this again.
Nezu: I have learned my lesson.
Aizawa: I am putting an official request for a day with your Izuku here.
Nezu: Denied!
AfO: I'll make sure you get a day every week with him.
Aizawa: Thank you.
Just like that me and Aizawa went out of the room leaving Nezu and AfO behind. Both of them started planning something else instead of the concert.
Me: Thanks.
Aizawa: No problem kid.
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Welcome to Demon School Izuku-kun!
FanficFourteen-year-old Izuku Midoriya has been unfortunate all his life. What happenes when he find out that his adoptive parents sold him to a demon? What if that very own deamon only wants a grandson and nothing more? At first, Izuku tries to keep a l...