The New Crowns

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Amaryllis leaves to go speak to the 3 Greats, and Amelie and Azz start bombarding Iruma.

"Milord! Here's some water!!"

"Please, have some cake too!"

"Are you feeling unwell!?"

These two seem more affected than Iruma himself…

He's obviously only pretending to be fine, though, there's no way he's going to 'burden his friends' or something like that.

Which is stupid. I'm guilty of doing that myself, but it's stupid. He shouldn't be doing that.

"I'm okay! Just a little tired." Iruma explains.

"Please don't push yourself too hard…!"

"Don't worry about me! You guys go mingle!"

"B-But…"

"I'll be fine, I just need a little break! This is a great opportunity to network after all! I also have… something I want to think about…"

The two leave after a few seconds, leaving me awkwardly standing beside Iruma.

"You should-"

"Mingle? Small talk with strangers? No thank you. I suck at that… but I also know when I won't be helpful, and that's right now, so I'll leave you be. See ya!"

And I walk off with a wave.

What should I do…?

Chatting is off the table, I was always terrible at that.

I could go for the food, but that gives off a bad impression if I start subconsciously stress-eating.

I could try and find another loner?

No, everyone here's with an escort. There's no way I'd find a-

I accidentally bump into someone, snapping me back to reality. I realize I've wandered into a mainly empty hallway.

"I'm sorry, Si-"

We lock eyes, both of us frozen in shock for different reasons.

No.

No way.

NO WAY.

Baal, holding a phone close to his ear, clearly on a call of some sort.

WHY YOU!?

What do I do, what do I do!?

Okay! Think this through and consider every way to go about this problem!

"Prepare to die, motherfu-"

Nope! This is a public area, I can't kill him!

"You are so lucky we're in a public area-"

Nope! Threatening a member of the 13 Crowns won't be great!

Also, it isn't a public area, but the point still stands.

"What a gosh darn coincidence seeing you here-"

Nope! Won't work, I won't be able to manage fake friendliness towards this asshole. Plus he shouldn't actually know it's me.

"Pardon me, are you Thunder Lord Baal of the 13 Crowns? It's an honor meeting yo-"

Nope! I can't manage that either!

"I didn't hear a thing on that call-"

Nope! He'd must definitely think I was lying. It wouldn't work either…

So there's only one thing left to do.

"Sorry, I was lost in thought."

I promptly spin on my heel and speed walk off as fast as humanly- demonly- hybridly possible.

Not today!

I'm not facing my trauma today!

I'll face it in a dark alleyway where I can easily cover up the evidence linking me to the tragic totally unforeseen death of a member of the 13 Crowns!

Well, at least I stopped myself from talking more before I started spiraling into saying- Wait, who's that…?

I watch a woman talk to Iruma, both with a cup of tea.

Short, white hair, pale skin…

Emergency f- Paimon of the 13 Crowns, Head of Spirits or something like that!

What was I even thinking…?

Anyway!

Iruma's mood seems to have greatly improved somehow…

I'm glad he's feeling better. He should be having a good time, and talking to people. Making powerful connections is our main goal here as candidates, after all.

Should I go talk to people?

Nah, just tried that and almost had a heart attack.

I walk over past the table where the Crown candidates sit at, and stop a few feet away.

The atmosphere here is tense… I guess that's to be expected.

I notice "Narnia" kind of glaring at me, as if to say 'what are you doing here?'

I return his glare, though he can't see it, before wandering off.

.

.

.

"We will now announce the new 13 Crowns!!"

Wonder who'll be removed… from what I've heard, Behemolt has gone missing so maybe him?

"We, the 13 Crowns, the central pillars of the Netherworld, have after careful consideration decided to remove two Crowns, the Glutton King, Behemolt, whose whereabouts are unknown, as well as the Dark Lord Glasya."

This causes a collective gasp from the crowd.

And as for the new ones…

"Let us welcome the two new demons who will take their seats. Naberius Narnia and the Gamesman Mephisto! We welcome them both as the newest Crowns!!"

Oh, come on.

The guy who's had a grudge on me or something since before we even met???

Plus a guy I don't know much about!?

Other than the Crowns and a few other important figures I studied beforehand, most of my information is from overhearing gossip, which means my information is already pretty limited.

But add on the fact that almost no one is talking about that guy, it's even worse!

I realize people have started clapping, so I quickly join in.

"We chose them both because of their excellent capability and contributions to the Netherworld… and the significant influence they have over a wide range of demons… it was difficult for us to make up our minds due to the many young and talented candidates we had. But in order for us to be able to entrust the future of the Netherworld to them… it is essential for them to have a tangible track record and significant influence."

I mean, at least things are going as they should.

"Therefore, going forward… Sir Narnia, the Canine Lord. Sir Mephisto, the Gamesman King. We hereby grant them the title and the duties of 13 Crowns. Everyone, please give them a round of applau-"

"Heeeeeyy, wait a minute!" Someone interrupts.

Aaaaand I jinxed it.

(A/N: This chapter is (mainly) brought to you by: Author's 3 am fanfic ideas!)

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