A/N: Hi. This chapter is literally a little over 5,000 words, The longest thing I have written so far (I mean considering this is two episodes in one that does kind of check out) A few edits were made to this fic also (Like instead of Erica referring to Iruma as her "vassal" she refers to him as her "ward") so yeah, enjoy!
Iruma hadn't even sat on his bed in his pajamas he had gotten from his grandfather. Made from a rich purple soft material he assumed was silk or at least the Netherworld equivalent, When his hell-phone, which was also a gift from Sullivan, buzzed.
A message from Azz.
'Iruma-sama I hear the student council president is looking for you.'
He lowered the device dejectedly
Just what does she want with me?!
He thought a bit unsettled before setting his phone aside before he drifted into an uneasy sleep.
That unease spilled into his morning, the school day, and never so much as wavered even up to the point where school had let out. All this time, Iruma was struggling with the fact that his identity as a human may or may not have been exposed by accident by his own hands. As each minute ticks on, his meeting with her seems more imminent and somehow even more terrifying.
"Hey, Azz?" Iruma finally managed the courage to touch upon the subject with his new friend and as his other new friend, Clara, had run off somewhere.
"What is it Iruma-sama?"
"I just wanted to know, do you know why the student council president wants to see me?" He tried being subtle but it was clear he was bothered.
Asmodeus at least ignored that part as he responded "Surely she must have a valid reason... Such as to discuss your many accomplishments in length!"
I somehow feel like I would've gotten a closer answer from Clara... Iruma thought. With that the mental visualization of Clara dramatically popping up from nowhere and yelling out: "She's gonna eat you for lunch! Rahh!!"
Honestly that seems way more likely...
"On the contrary, Iruma-sama. You seem rather... drained today." Asmodeus observed and Iruma nervously smiled "I just wasn't able to get a good night's sleep yesterday."
That was a complete lie. Iruma did sleep, a very fitful uncomfortable sleep but still. He was almost certain President Ameri knew what he was.
Why did I have to go on about First Love Memories?!
"Hey!" someone exclaimed, putting their hand on his shoulder and Iruma jumped back with a yelp.
"Woah, Iruma-kun. Sorry." Erica remarked, sounding a bit surprised.
"No, don't worry about it! That was my bad! I'm just kinda jumpy today" Iruma said, trying to soothe any hurt feelings.
"That was an uncouth way to greet Iruma-sama" Asmodeus uttered.
"I'm not one to judge but you also had many uncouth things to say when Clara used you as a canvas the other day..." She mused much to Asmodeus's displeasure "Anyways! Iruma-kun! I followed the smell of dread and found you here."
Followed my smell of dread... My human scent?! Iruma almost had a mini panic attack and tried forcing himself to calm down... Perhaps he didn't have as good a sleep after all.
"...I guess 'Following your scent' is a bit too on the nose for my liking" She said unprompted, tapping an index finger to her cheek. "But I could, like, see you were on edge... So... Do you maybe want to talk about it?"
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