Rimuru and Iruma's Adventures in the Netherworld

Flustered as Hell

Author's Note: Thank Bellatrix for her help again!

Rimuru POV

It's the last schoolday of the week, and Ciel seems to be in a good mood, seeing me and Iruma off in the foyer.

"Have a good day at school, you two!" she sweetly says, plopping a demdol-themed lunchbox in my hands. My cheeks light up in shame at the treatment.

Oh no... she's definitely up to something.

"Um, Ciel, why are you being so weird?" I ask, as though she doesn't already know my problem with this.

"Hmm?" she innocently expresses non-understanding.

Pure evil, I tell you.

"I mean... like, I don't think you need to be getting this deep into the roleplay when there's no one even around..." I mutter, feeling a bit awkward trying to point out the issue.

"Whatever could you mean, Rimuru? All I've done is prepare a meal for you after that wretched man forbade you from eating lunch with your friends. And since you've spent the last few lunches leaving school grounds to buy junk food, I felt the need to prepare you something more wholesome and nutritious."

"But you packed it in a cutesy lunchbox and are trying to see us off like you're not coming with me... C'mon, you get what I mean, right Iruma?"

Iruma simply tilts his head in confusion.

Oh, c'mon, that's just way too sad. Of course he doesn't know what I mean!

Ciel gives Iruma a pat on the head, and then kneels slightly to be eye-level with me. "So then what's the problem, sweetie?"

You're really gonna make me say it out loud?! You troll, you know exactly what you're doing!

"C-Ciel... This is so humiliating! We're partners, alright?! Stop treating me like a kid!"

She smirks in delight. "Ara ara, we're partners you say? Then would this treatment be more preferable to you?"

With that, she scoops me up into a princess-carry, smiling lovingly at me with eyes that sparkle in the morning light.

W-wait! What's with this sudden reversal?!

I make a strange noise of embarrassment and start to lose viscosity and shape from my urge to disappear.

[[Checkmate.]]

"I-I'll... I'll be a few minutes, go ahead without me..." I blubber to Iruma as I seep through the floorboards to take refuge underneath.

He must be getting a bit more used to my slimy antics since he only seemed shocked for a moment before lightly laughing and walking right out the door, soon coming across Azz and Clara and explaining that I'll catch up.

So cruel of him to laugh at me for this! Well, I suppose it's just karma for all my teasing with him and Ameri...

Diabotany Class

My first class of the day is Diabotany, and what would fit better for a lazy day at the end of the week?

It's definitely underrated as an elective amongst the Misfits, who are such bundles of energy that they're not really interested in a quiet activity like this. But I'm the Demon Lord of a forest, so maybe I'm just different.

I take a sip of tea made from plants I grew myself, just enjoying the pleasant morning.

It's so nice and peaceful today, I could just drift back to sleep... I do feel oddly soft and lazy for some reason. I wonder why...