Rimuru and Iruma's Adventures in the Netherworld

Assisting the Student Council

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Internal thoughts/talking to Ciel

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Ameri POV

"Yes Father, I'll continue to be careful. Goodnight." I say into my phone before hanging up, mentally drained from my busy day.

"Phew...that was difficult..." I breathe a sigh of relief as I flop backward onto my bed.

I just got off the phone with my father and, of course, he had to bring up Iruma. He had good reason since he heard rumors about what Iruma has been up to lately, but that didn't make it any easier for me to talk about.

My mind had immediately jumped back to that moment when our faces got too close and he intensely stared me in the eyes and...gah! I can't! I just can't!

I accidentally let out an "eep!" as I try to overcome the intense feeling welling up inside me from remembering that situation.

Then, the door to the female dorms of Babyls opens, and Smoke steps inside.

"Are you alright, President?" she asks. Smoke must have heard that embarrassing noise I just made.

"Yes! Yes, I'm fine, just fine."

Fine isn't exactly the best word to describe how I'm feeling right now, but I'm not going to reveal that to Smoke. We are all feeling overwhelmed with the extra work we've been putting in ever since the Misfit Class started trying to gain the Royal One.

It's caused the Council some issues since it has riled up the entire student body and also encouraged more rebellious behavior. We have our hands full, to say the least, even with our new member Ronove and our temporary helper Schnell (although the latter hasn't been much help at all if I'm honest, and the former is mostly only good for attracting attention instead of fixing problems).

"Are you feeling overwhelmed?" Smoke asks, seemingly seeing through my attempt to hide my troubles. She's sharp like that, which is great most of the time, but when I want to keep things to myself it surely isn't.

"I can't hide anything from you, can I Smoke," I say defeatedly.

She smiles, her eyes hidden behind her bangs.

"Perhaps we could call Rimuru in to help? It's been a while since she's directly assisted us so I'm sure she wouldn't mind." Smoke suggests.

Having Rimuru around would likely help, but she'd also do something irritating; that I'm certain of. Despite my personal misgivings, though, calling Rimuru in and putting her to work may be the best option available to me right now.

"I suppose that's a solution." I regretfully admit.

With a sigh, I pick up my phone again and start typing out a message to Rimuru.

I'm not sure if this is a good idea, but I am out of options...

Rimuru POV

It's late so I'm just lazing in my room like the blob I am, literally; I've dropped my human form in the privacy of my bedroom. I've been avoiding doing this in front of others while here since Iruma, Sullivan, and Opera are so used to my human mimic, but when alone like this, I sometimes take advantage.