I Misunderstood the Date and Saved the Demon King

46. Good. School Trip

“Uhehehe!”

“Ah, manager! Please!”

“If you twist me, I’ll catch you! Ahahahaha!”

“That kind of thing is the devil! Oh my!”

Now, even the students were accepting demon lords not as demon lords, but as rather peculiar motives.

As for the reason, as expected, thanks to the innocent and erratic actions that can hardly be seen as demons.

First of all, Astaroth played pranks on all the students he wanted to get closer with. But the fact that it’s a joke isn’t too much. From the victim’s point of view, it’s not anger, it’s to the level of laughter.

It’s like a puppy who wants to play with its owner jumps in front of it and makes it frantic.

“Ashu!”

It is none other than Marmar who keeps snatching such Astaroths and gently laying them down on the sandy beach.

At all, I buried myself in the sand to ask you to stay calm, but the academy students who saw the scene laughed and rushed to help.

“Keah! Humans are burying demons alive!”

“Nothing to worry about, Ashu. I’ll let you put your mouth on me.”

“Mar, you traitor! Even you!”

Perhaps it was still in Maru’s mind that Astaroth went to Lete first. Astaroth was also getting along with me moderately, as if he didn’t feel sorry for me.

It seemed like it was very fresh and fun for the students.

“Everyone. How about cool fruit shaved ice?”

“This, this is Sitry. Did you make it?”

In the meantime, Sitri was showing off her family skills to the fullest.

After coming across human data that says that a woman must know how to prepare a nice meal in front of a man, she turned on the light in her eyes and struggled to master that ability.

And as a result, she unintentionally became the custodian of delicacies and snacks during her school trips.

Citriya It was just an act to catch Lethe’s eyes, but that wasn’t all for her students.

Hasn’t it been said that a person who gives presents or makes something delicious is a friend? Even more so if the other person is the ‘Demon King’!

The Demon King made something like this for me! You can talk anywhere with just that story!

Lastly, L was drawing a masterpiece from a distance today as well.

Beside her, other students kept saying, ‘Crazy, crazy.’ While admiring her drawing skills.

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“….”

Looking at the scene, Lethe only briefly heard this worry.

It’s nice to be close. Isn’t this going to be too easy and cause other problems in reverse? No matter how well they treat you, demons are demons after all.

No matter how cute a tiger is, if you touch it incorrectly, an arm will disappear in an instant. The demon kings are just like that now. Be careful. The moment you feel comfortable, it becomes a big deal.

Should I warn the demon lords, or should I give caution to the students? Around the time I was thinking between quite difficult answers.

“I thought there would be a minimum level of dignity just because I was a demon king. It just shatters without leaving a single handful.”

“Why? It’s good, Mika. Oh, Michaela.”

“… It’s okay, Haniel. Just call it whatever you want I gave up now.”

Perhaps they read Lete’s inner thoughts sitting next to her, but the people who grumbled in low voices were none other than Michaela and Haniel. However. No, wait. Seeing that?

“Michaela. Haniel. Aren’t you going to play?”

“Yes?”

“It’s been three days since I came here, and I’m saying this because you don’t seem to mix well with the students, even on the first day. Looking at it like this, it doesn’t look like I’m going to enjoy it at all.”

“That….”

“Where else would Sellafi go and smoke alone? Meta is… Where has this guy gone?”

“I’m probably resting there alone.”

Sure. Why are you still doing that at this moment? The demon kings also mix so well.

Actually, except for the first day, yesterday and today, these four warriors just sat and watched, and did not show any enjoyment of this moment like the other students.

Wasn’t it the demon lords who hid people and hesitated? Why are they opposed to each other?

‘Could it be that these guys. I’m sure you’re not into absurd chauvinism or the chosen people’s ideology?’

He was called a warrior who would fight the demon lords and bring victory, so it’s quite reasonable. However, that is the number of cases where there must be enough activity to be successful.

I can count on my hands the four warriors who have fought properly with the demons, let alone with the demon lord.

And what can I say to think that he fell for something like that… Hmm. Those women are similar to the demon lords.

Should I say that it’s the same that I’m interested in weird and strange places like them? Even though they were on opposite points separated by fate, strangely, there was another similarity in that part.

When Lethe asked for an answer, the first to speak was Haniel, who was pondering.

“Uh, um. What should I say? As a hero, should I say that I still keep my dignity?”

“The dignity of someone who suddenly freezes to death.”

“It is for the nobles who supported us. Warriors are different. Even if they haven’t done anything special, they still want those who have contact with them to be special.”

“I don’t want to disappoint them, what is this?”

“It’s similar, senior.”

So what the heck does that have to do with playing now? Even if you go there and laugh and talk with the students and splash around on the beach, no one will say anything.

Looking at it this way, in addition to the excessive expectations, it seems that I am carrying the fact that I have not done anything in particular. So I’m sorry and I’m trying to make something a little special.

I understand. But it’s not pleasant. Now the war is over, and that fate or whatever is useless. They should just do what they want to do according to their age.

Everyone is strangely rigid, perhaps because others put too much pressure on the name of a warrior.

‘There’s nothing like that anymore.’

Lethe looked at the warriors for a while and decided to set a good example.

“Ashu!”

“Wow!—”

Boom!―

Why! Contrary to the answer, as soon as Lethe called, Astaroth, who had been buried, immediately raised her body. She just buried her to make it fit, but in reality, she could have escaped at any time.

“Did you call, mister?!”

“Yes. What just happened to you Do me too.”

“… Huh?”

“The sand bath. I want you to do it too.”

“You want me to bury you?!”

Why does that happen? It’s different from burial and sand bath… No, is it the same? Anyway.

“If you want to do it, do it.”

“But….”

In the meantime, Lete took off her top right away. Come to think of it, before living like this, go to the sea–

“hehehehe!”

“… Why all of a sudden.”

“Mo, body! Other guys won’t see your body!”

What is that about? The words did not come out of Lethe’s mouth. The reason was that the frightened Astaroth immediately laid him down and covered him with sand in an instant, as if he were about to bury him.

“….”

“….”

Thanks to that, there was a little disappointing energy in the eyes of the warriors who were exclaiming, ‘Huh?!’ As they watched Lethe’s strong body right next to them. In addition, resentment towards Astaroth also settled.

“Hot! Where dare! Uncle, your body is better—only we will see!”

“… Yes, thank you for burying me anyway.”

“Will you bury your face too?”

“Die, you.”

Puck! He took out one of his hands, and Astaroth hee hee hee! Laugh and run away Lette sighed as she looked at that figure and looked at the warriors next to her.

Even I, a war hero, play like this. No one would say anything just because you guys live like the demon lords over there, like the students.

“As if they are demon lords but not demon lords. You are warriors too, but you are not warriors. So, slowly, do whatever you want. Why are you still staring at others?”

“….”

“If you are going to talk about dignity, look at me first. Do I look like such a great war hero? Otherwise, he looks like an instructor who follows the students and hangs around.”

The latter, of course. I’d say it myself, but anyway, it’s unconditionally the latter.

“… Ahhh! I don’t even know!”

I endured for a long time. I wanted to hang out with him, but why the hell was the name of a warrior so heavy?

Haniel, who jumped out first, pushed Astaroth away. Thanks to this, the red demon king, who was playing pranks on the students, said “Eh?” And fell into the seawater.

What kind of strange words would she hear if she stayed with the demon king? Meta, who tried not to stick with El when others were watching, now became a little closer to the demon king.

We are still a bit unfamiliar with each other, but we try to get closer by talking one more time.

Selapy is… He loved alcohol so much that he put plenty of wine in Sitri’s shaved ice.

“Are you really okay now?”

Michaela, who had been watching her in a daze, cautiously removed her lips.

“Even if you get closer. Is there no need to fight bloody battles later? About them being the demon king and me being the hero. Will there be no burden or worry about what other people will see?”

Of the warriors, he was the closest to the demon lords. That’s why she is the one who worried about her even more. So she wants a definite answer. And Lethe smiled and gave the answer she was looking for.

“You’ve been hanging out with those guys from the beginning, what?”

“Hot?!”

“Ashu said everything.”

“Ugh, ugh! That traitor!”

You shouldn’t say that. Saying that makes you look more like a traitor.

After those words, Lete enjoyed the sand bath that Ashu carefully buried. The sea was right too.