Maou Gakuin No Futekigousha

Karan Karan, and the store doorbell rang.

"Welcome aboard - Ah, Anos, welcome back"

My mother, who was in the store, walks up to me.

Dad probably makes something in the workshop.

"... how'd it go?

My mother says with a nervous face.

"I passed."

When I said so, my mother broke her face like she was relieved and held me tight.

"Congratulations! Congratulations, Anos! Wow! How can you really be so smart to pass college in a month, Anos? Ha! We're having a treat tonight. Hey!

Oh, boy. You said you didn't pass, but what's with all this joy?

Is this what parents are like? No, I don't understand it at all.

I don't understand... well, I don't feel bad.

"What do you want, Anos?

"Right. If possible, I'd like a mushroom gratin."

It's been my favorite for 2,000 years.

I was told by the side to sour my mouth to eat something more luxurious or like a demon king, but I can't help it because I like what I like.

By and large, when I asked what the demon-like thing was, I got a horrible answer such as' human '.

There's no way humans can eat it, you idiot.

It was noisy that the Demon King was eating gratin and there was no indication of it, but it wasn't crap.

The Demon King is the name of one who has the power to pass through his selfishness.

If you are, you eat what you want when you want to.

I eat mushroom gratin.

"Heh heh, okay. Mushroom gratin, Anos, what you love. I thought I'd say that. Mother, I'm having a good time with you."

That's right, Mother, you're not like your old subordinate.

"Oh, and Mother, I have a customer."

"Hmm? Customers? Is that it?"

Turn around and introduce Misha, who was trying to hide on my back.

"It's Misha Necron. I met him at the academy today."

Misha takes a step forward and says in an unchallenged voice.

"... nice to meet you..."

Misha lowers her head with a pepper.

Then, for some reason, her mother had a surprised look, hands on her mouth.

"Anos... Anos..."

Mother ran out of her mouth like she was moving.

"My Anos has already taken my daughter-in-law!!!

A voice that sounds all over the house.

Misha shrugged her little neck.

"... about me...?

"No, bad. Hey, Mom, there's something early."

Though there is too much misunderstanding as to how much.

"... yes..."

"It's okay. It's okay, Anos. Anos' happiness is your mother's happiness. Mother, I don't disagree..."

Wipe his eyes, his mother says in tears.

Damn, I'm a little horrified to hear what paranoia is running around in my mother's head.

"Mother. I'm sorry about the thriving..."

Batang momentously opened the workshop door.

"Anossu! There you go. That's the man!!

Ku, even your father.

You both need to calm down a little.

"Looking back, it reminds me like the other day that you were born"

My father has decided to pose somewhat conceited and is gazing into the window.

"One day, my father thought this day would come. But it seemed a little short."

Ha, and my father laughed refreshingly.

That would be short because it's a month.

"No, I congratulate you. Isabella, we're having a treat tonight. We'll celebrate flashy."

"Yeah, I know, you. It's Anos' doorstep."

Father with a full smile and mother with tears again.

The two of them are across the street, nodding yeah.

"... your father, too, early...?

Misha's turning her gaze on me.

"That's right..."

"Okay, if that's what you decide, let's cook fast. Look, Isabella, smile, smile."

"Yeah, right. On Annos' happy day, your mother shouldn't cry, should she? It's okay, it's funny!

My father and my mother thrive everywhere with us in the middle of nowhere.

"You know, Mom, Dad."

"Oh, that's okay, Anos. I don't have to help you today, because I'm just gonna do it with the fathers."

Even if they say that, I've never helped, Dad.

"Look, show Misha in her room, too."

My father pushes me around my back, but I go upstairs and I come up to my room.

Shortly before closing the door, his father tightened his expression with a chilli.

"Look, Anos. Cooking takes two hours. I'll try to make it sound a little louder, but my mother won't hear me."

Hmm. Father, what are you talking about?

"You know, Dad."

"Don't worry. Leave this to your father."

Shortly after the correction, Dad closes the door.

Just before that, I said it in a kind of nasty voice.

"Take your time."

Oh, boy, it's trouble for the fathers.

"Bad, Misha. I'll talk to you later when you calm down."

"... mmm..."

There is nothing to be afraid of, just that, and Misha is not afraid of things in this situation.

He's blurring his gaze in my room.

"... nothing room..."

"I just moved in."

Though I'm not going to add so much stuff either.

"But I'm so sorry. With noisy parents."

Misha shakes her neck left and right.

"... I'm used to it..."

Reminds me of a human man who was here this morning to drop Misha off.

"Surely Misha's father has something similar."

"... no..."

"Oh, bad. That's about as good as ours."

Misha shook her head left and right again.

"... not your father..."

"Are you saying it wasn't your father who was here to drop you off this morning?

Misha nods.

"... instead of..."

"So what happened to the real parents?

"... busy..."

I see. Is that the case?

I didn't even have a parent before I was reincarnated.

"... Anos has a brother...?

"No. No, but why?

"... brotherly..."

"Oh, that's what you told Zepes and Riorg"

Kokuri, and Misha nods.

"... kind..."

"Me?

Ha, so the laughter leaked.

"... that was crazy...?

"No, no, I've never heard you say that before."

"... what do they say...?

"Right......"

I look back on what I've been told in my life.

"You've often heard of ghosts, demons, this outer path, what color is your blood?"

Misha has been staring at me.

"Were you bullied?

"Me? No way?"

Even though I am compelled to do so, either way, it would be a reward for what I did.

I'm not going to make excuses.

"Ma, I'm the cause."

But Misha said she denied it.

"... bullying is worse... Anos is not bad..."

"No, you don't have to."

Misha stretches her back and gently touches my head.

"All right, all right."

Hmm. Something's gone wrong.

I do it all the time.

"Leave the bullies alone. What about being nice? Looks like they took extra care of him."

Zepheth's guy, let's get rid of his brother brilliantly.

"... that's the result..."

"Really?

Misha nods.

"... Anos is sweet..."

That's what they said, out loud, I didn't feel bad.

"Does Misha have brothers and sisters?

After just a few thoughts, Misha said.

"... sister..."

"Are you close?

Then Misha shut up.

"... I don't know..."

I don't know, that's a strange answer.

Either good or bad. Is there something wrong?

"... Worried...?

"Oops. Sort of."

"... kind..."

I also thought you'd tell me about my sister, but Misha just laughed a little.

He then had an irregular conversation for some time before he could cook.