Maou Gakuin No Futekigousha

"Shh, excuse me. I disturbed you..."

When the matter of the signing (signature) came to a paragraph, Mass called out like that.

"Guys, I think I've got my first raw anos running"

"I don't like the way you say it..."

Sasha says, and Misha nods next door.

"Sounds like alcohol"

"Hmm. Raw anos."

"There, you don't have to dig."

It makes sense.

"In the first place, there were several people in the same class, and it won't be the first time we meet today. I don't know what's raw."

"Uh, what shall I say? Master Anos has an atmosphere of isolation from the world, and there's something about us that doesn't seem to be in his eyes. I've been in the same classroom the whole time, but I feel like today is the first time I've been recognized for being."

"Well, honestly, it wasn't in my eyes."

"Haha... right..."

Mass also looks slightly depressed.

"Never mind. I'm just ignoring things I'm not interested in."

"I'm not following you."

As I agree with Sasha, Misha nods.

"But I remember that today. From now on, taste me fully raw."

"The way you put it, it's obscene..."

Misha puts on her little neck in a strange way.

"Is Raw Anos Dirty?

"Nothing. Misha doesn't have to know."

Misha turned her gaze to the universe with no expression on her face and said softly.

"... concerned..."

"Ah, then, Mr. Misha. Do you want to enter Anos Fan Union? I think I can teach you a lot."

Sasha hastily devoured Mass's words.

"Absolutely not! Don't let my Misha blow you into something weird! If there's a gap like that, it's like soliciting, would you stop?

"Oh, then, won't Mr. Sasha come in, too?

"Ha!? Why would you do that?

Raise your voice like Sasha was surprised.

"Because you're worried about Mr. Misha, aren't you? Wouldn't it be safe to come in with me?"

Nico and Mass say.

"I refuse. Mostly, there's no reason to go in here."

"Really? Too bad."

And Mass leaned his mouth against Sasha's ear and whispered something.

"... now I have a magic photo of the hidden anoth following me with privileges..."

"Something like that -"

Sasha turns to me for a moment.

I'm not interested at all.

With that said, he put his face closer to Mass and Sasha whispered.

"... what pictures, by the way?

"Hehe, do you want to see it? Some of them are half-naked for a moment while you're dressing, right?

"Half naked......!? Heh... that's unhealthy... heh, that's unholy...!

Her face turns bright red and Sasha raises her voice.

"Oh, do you hate that? Then we'll have something with a healthier and more riddled look..."

"Don't wait..."

Mass gives a decent look.

"Yes?"

"Just in case, I'll see. Just in case."

Sasha emphasizes just in case.

Hmm. What the hell are you talking about?

You can hear me if you listen, but, well, you're talking in a whisper on purpose, so don't ask me.

"Okay. Okay, it's upstairs, so I'll show you. Dear Anos, could you wait a moment?

"Oh."

Something seems to have flexed him, and Sasha goes upstairs following Mass.

"Don't Misha have to go?

"Because Anos won't go"

"Right."

"Mmm."

A while later, Mass came running down the stairs.

"Thank you for waiting"

"What happened to Sasha?

"Heh heh, looks like you're having fun"

Mass says profoundly.

"Um... Dear Anos, actually, I have one favor to ask..."

Unlike earlier, Mass had a serious look on his face.

"What?

"I know what a generous offer is, but could you please put us in Lord Anos's squad?

I see. Well, is that a reasonable favor?

Other than me, the squad leader is royal. It would be unwillingness as a united party to follow it.

"There are conditions for me to welcome my men."

"What is it?

"Strong or funny"

When I say so, Mass laughs like trouble.

"After all, it doesn't seem that easy..."

"I ask you one thing, why are you doing this?

"When you say this, do you mean the Unitarian?

"Oh. Indeed, Dilheid is ruled by the royal family, and the demonic tribe is bisected. But I don't know if I have a problem with that. Good governance, and Dilheid is peaceful. If you look at the fact that you can't have power, life will be quite comfortable"

It's a much better time than it was two thousand years ago, regardless of the royal family's problems.

Anyway, in the age of mythology, the powerless are dead. What a luxurious story to be weak but not deprived of your life.

"If you don't have a lot of power, let's reunify the Demon Nation correctly, etc., isn't it just dangerous to stand first?

"... right. Master Anos is right."

For a moment, Mass leans down.

However, he raised his face and grinned as soon as he regained his mind.

"If you like, could you let me show you our Union Tower? I want to show you something."

Mass comes with a flimsy glance.

I don't want to answer, that doesn't sound like it.

"Then let me show you around."

"Yes! This way!

Mass goes up the stairs and briefly explains inside the Union Tower.

On the second and third floors there are objects related to Anos Fan Union, where the usual activities are carried out. They showed me sculptures that mimic my appearance, a journal compiling my martial arts heritage from school to today, and more easily.

The fourth floor was a sleeping space, and the fifth floor was overflowing with Dilheid history books and demon-related books. I took a quick look, but there was no history book with a decent 2,000 years old thing on it.

Further up the stairs and coming to the top floor.

In the center of the room was a stone pedestal, where a demon sword was stabbed.

Hmm. That's an odd build.

Potentially, they feel no less magical than the delicacies of the Mythical Age, but in an incomplete state. The devil's sword is only half as if it had been split in two lengthwise.

"Is this what you want to show me?

"Yes."

Mass walked slowly and stopped in front of half the Devil's Sword.

She stares at the sword.

I never tried to open my mouth like that, but I decided to wait in silence.

Eventually, quietly, she said.

"... Maybe Master Anos would have noticed, but I'm not a pure demon. My father is a demon, but my mother is a spirit."

Half spirit, half demon. I can feel the power of the Spirit in my throat. But you're more surprised when the Spirit and the Demon Clan meet than when you find out there's a mix of human and demon blood.

"My mother died shortly after I was born."

Says Mass with a little sadness.

"My father and I have never talked. I don't know his face or his name."

"Why?

"My father is royal and seems to be in a pretty high profile position. Maybe the Demon Emperor who governs somewhere in Dirhade"

I don't know.

"What's wrong with that?

Then Misha said.

"The royal family is responsible for leaving the royal descendants behind. If blood other than royalty is put into the blood family, the family is excluded from the royal family from the person in question to the third degree of kinship"

"I see. It doesn't just affect me, it even affects my blood clan"

If my daughter is mixed, her blood will not fade.

It's a crazy thing to think about.

"Mr. Misha is right. Of course, I think my father knew that very well. If it's true, you shouldn't fall in love with anyone but the royal family. Still, you must have really liked my mother."

Heh heh, and Mass laughs.

"Oh, my God, this is just delusional. Then don't worry, think so..."

Mass says so, but if you don't really like it, you won't take that risk. Because even your own position is at stake.

"My father can't talk to me. If they find out that the daughter of a half spirit and half demon exists, they'll lose everything. So I never even met him, never revealed his face or his name to me."

Regardless of who you are, you thought you couldn't involve your blood clan.

"The only time on my 10th birthday, he gave me this half demon sword using a demon owl so no one would know."

Mass gently touches the pattern.

"Truth is, I guess I shouldn't leave a trail like this. But that's why I thought this was a message from my father who couldn't say anything. My father must have the other half of this sword. Now this demon sword divided into two parts, I'm sure one day, the day will come when it will be one. The day will come when the royal family and the mixed blood will join hands correctly. For that, my father said he was fighting. I thought you told me to wait for you because I'm sure you'd pick me up."

Mass looks back at me.

"Dilheid is peaceful. The royal rule is excellent, and I certainly have no parental protection, but I can go to college and live without any difficulty."

So I cut the words, and she grinned sadly.

"But I wanted every day I laughed with my father, even if I was poor, rather than living without freedom."

That was a word that squeezed out emotions.

"Fathers and daughters can't even talk about being torn apart. Such a sad thing, I want to end it. Guys, yes. Everyone in the Unitarian sect has such experience, driven by the shadow of the royal peaceful rule, unable to meet their parents or lose their families"

Mass stares at me with an appealing gaze.

"Still, the gulf between ideal and reality is deep. So, Master Anos. When I saw you at the academy, when you were ravaging the royal family with overwhelming magic, I thought we'd finally found the light of hope. I could have believed you to be the demon king of tyranny."

"Hmm. So what are you going to do if I'm not your original ancestor?

"I don't mind. We will fight with our ancestors if we are to win this little happiness."

Mass unequivocally affirmed.

"It was your words that we believed. I believed you because you said you were a tyrant demon king."

Didn't the original ancestors need it, huh?

Certainly for the Unitarian, there is no reason to seek an ancestor who is royal.

"Dear Anos. Please, forgive us without strength. And let's fight together…"

You caught the big picture.

"When was the next squad-by-squad countertest?

It was an unexpected question or Mass could not be answered immediately.

"Day after tomorrow."

Misha says.

"Then Mass. You should try me the day after tomorrow."

"But..."

"I won't even tell you to win. I don't need a subordinate like you to rely on my help. If what you said about fighting your ancestors isn't a lie, show your readiness."

mouth, Mass nodded as determined.

"Okay. We will make sure to meet your expectations."

"Well, why don't you call Sasha and have lunch?"

After the top floor, we go down the stairs.

"Speaking of which, is Master Anos used to handling swords?

Mass asks.

"No. My sword is enough to wield at will. Why?"

"Well, tomorrow is the Great Devil's Sword Coach, so I thought you'd see Master Anos brave."

I remember hearing you talk like that.

"Sure, you got an instructor coming from the outside, huh?

"Yes, the story of Lady Merhayce says that the Seven Demons may come, just as they did when they coached the Great Magic"

Hmm. Avos Dilhevía would know as much as I do. How are you going to get out? Shall we take a look?

"And I think the students probably don't know this yet, but there's a transfer coming."

I didn't give a damn what Mass said that made sense.