Iruma's final days in the netherworld
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MatureOngoing<5 mins
Last published Thu, Jun 18, 2026
What if everyone found out that Iruma is a human?
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I do not own the characters..
This is from the manga of Mairimashita no Iruma-Kun by the mangaka, Nishi Osamu
I'm just a writer who enjoys writing about her fav characters from her fav mangas.
The cover is not mine, I found it in Pinterest by Derick
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