The Misfit of Demon King Academy

Chapter 17: Necron sisters

Chapter 17: Necron sisters

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Today's lesson came to an end.

Explanations of different magic concepts and techniques that did nothing but make me sleepy. The test against Sasha barely qualified as light exercise.

For the last week, I've been going to Deruzogedo but nothing happened. No surprise raids by the humans, no petty tricks by the spirits, not even some conspiracy from the gods. Nothing at all.

I must remain wary though and be ready to protect Deiruheido if it comes to it.

I say this, but the greatly weakened Mazoku who should be vulnerable have prospered to this day.

Is there no need for my protection?

Total calm seems to have visited the Mazoku. Peace is boring, though that's no bad thing.

"What I mean is......"

Leaving the gates of Deruzogedo Demon King Academy Sasha walks behind me complaining.

"Why do I have to go back with you?"

I tilt my head to the side as Misha looks at me as well, her eyes blinking rapidly.

"So we can deepen our friendship as members of the same group."

"I joined as your subordinate. I have no recollection of saying I would be your friend."

"Now, now. If it's that unpleasant you can go home."

"Indeed? Well then, I'm off. Have a nice day."

Turning around Sasha walks off in another direction from us.

"..............."

Misha stares at her back.

Despite being expressionless she seems a bit lonely.

Can't be helped.

"In the group opposition test, I suddenly appeared in front of your castle."

Sasha stopped suddenly.

"What magic did I use? Shall I show you?"

Twin-tails shaking gently Sasha looks back at us.

"I'll use Contract <Sekt>."

As I thought, she's interested.

"Do whatever you want."

Sasha used <Sekt> and I signed it with magic.

"Here."

I hold my hand out to Sasha.

"What.........?"

"I said I'd show you but it's faster to actually experience it."

"Even so, why do I have to hold hands with you?"

"You obediently held it a while ago."

Sasha's face became red.

"Tha, that's was just part of the scene. This is........mongrel........"

She makes an excuse that I don't understand at all.

"It doesn't matter which hand you take but I can't show you if you don't hold my hand."

"...................."

Sasha holds my hand with great reluctance.

"Misha."