The Misfit of Demon King Academy

Chapter 18: Reconciliation

Chapter 18: Reconciliation

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To celebrate our winning of the opposition team exam my mother used all her skills and cooked up a feast.

It was very lively with 2 extra people and I must admit it didn’t feel bad at all, though most of the noise came from my parents.

Sasha stared complaining that celebrating her own loss was hard to swallow but as soon as she had some of my mother’s homemade food she fell silent.

It seems even in this age my mothers cooking is incredibly delicious.

“And and?? What did Arnos-chan say to invite Sasha-chan to the group?”

Here we go again. It seems clearing up my mother’s misunderstanding will be difficult. Sasha is facing the same question torture that Misha went through.

“It was nothing special. Become my subordinate. That was it, pretty much.”

“Iyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!! Become my subordinate? What’s with that? If you act like a clumsy man, any girl will fall for itttttttttttttt!”

Listening to my mother scream Sasha’s face takes on a difficult look.

“The reason? Why did Arnos-chan invite Sasha-chan?”

“……No reason really. I’m just good war potential. That’s all.”

“What? That’s it? That’s suspicious. What’s the reason Misha-chan?”

Misha swallowed the salad she was eating and said in an indifferent voice.

“…….Your demon eyes are beautiful………?”

“If you say such a killing phrase any woman will definitely fall in looooooooooooooove!! Arnos-chan is a natural gigolo. The gap due to his awkwardness is too much.”

How did Misha know that? Was she listening to me using Thought Transmission <Liikus>?

Whatever. It’s a standard strategy for anyone using Demon King Army <Guys> to activate <Liikus> without being ordered to anyway.

“Can you avoid saying unnecessary things please Misha”

“………Was it bad……..?”

Being directly asked caused Sasha to turn her face away in surprise.

“Not especially.”

Fumu. It looks like my mother thinks they are arguing now. She has a nervous look on her face that says ‘I was careless’.

My father casually catches my eyes and nods in a profound and farsighted way. It’s a face that says ‘I have nothing more to teach you’.

Yare yare. Like the time with Misha I’ve been waiting for it to calm down so I can explain that she’s not another bride but at the moment my mother’s got a tearful face and seems ready to cry.

Let’s wait for another opportunity.

Well, I don’t suppose it matters. It’s not like I’ll die from a misunderstanding.

The lively meal seems to finish in the blink of an eye. I’ll send Sasha and Misha home.

When I came back into the shop after talking to my father in his workshop I saw Sasha and Misha waiting for me standing side by side.

“……………”

“……………”

Silence.