(BL) I teleported again and now all demons want me!

I'm not a pervert, I just... like your smell

Once Eric arrived in his room, he banged the door shut and glided on the floor. This was it. This was the last straw on the camel's back. Eric needed to escape the Demon World.

No matter what it costed. No matter what it took. Determined, Eric paced up and down in the room to figure out how to work his brain to the max and find some escape plan.

Without even waiting, Eric jumped up and headed to the hallway. Because he didn't know anything about this world, he couldn't think of a plan and it wasn't because he wasn't clever enough.

No, no, no. It was useless to just sit here and break his brain over it when he should go out and explore. From what Del said, the only ones living on this 'island' with the Demon Lord were the nobles, maybe one of them could help him.

But then Del's warning echoed in Eric's brain as he, as inauspicious as possible, made his way to the stairs. The demons were man-eating creatures. Eric as a weak puny human was just easy fodder for them. So, Eric's brilliant mind, filled with the best plots and twists and turns of a story that could help him here oh-so-much, thought of a fantastic and totally foolproof way.

He just had to disguise himself as a demon! That'd work! Yes! But the problem was how did the demons know he was human? Just because?

From a glance? Or like in those kinds of stories where Eric just smelt like a big fat slab of buttered meat perfectly roasted and sauteed? Was that why? Eric regretted not having asked that but he couldn't run into Del right now and ask.

So, Eric just decided it was the smell and for that, he had to mask his human smell with a demon's. Eric had to smell like a demon and what better way than to wear a demon's clothes?

With the newfound intelligent conclusion, Eric rushed back to the bed chambers to find one where Del's worn clothes were.

Eric was an easy person. Once he thought about something, he'd instantly put it into action. One could say it was reckless and dumb but it was actually clever. Eric was an intelligent person.

He just wasn't street smart nor knew how to be socially anything else but arrogant. In a sense, it didn't make sense because Eric didn't make sense at all. Anything above talked about Eric also didn't make sense. Let's face it, the story doesn't make sense as well.

It was just clear that Eric handled on impulse, so it seemed on the outside but actually, a war went on in Eric's brain that was faster than fucking lightspeed, prompting Eric to list all the pros and cons in less than a second, then coming to a rapid decision that, to stupid outsiders who knew nothing seemed reckless and dumb. See, this whole damn paragraph was less than a millisecond produced in Eric's brain. Voila, Eric was indeed clever and wise.

Yes. Eric quickly checked all the bedrooms. Del must be still in the bath but he should be coming out any seconds, so Eric had to act quickly. Finally, in one of the last rooms, Eric found what he was looking for.

Clothes of Del were carelessly thrown onto the majestic bed covered with an abundance of red quilts. However, the clothes weren't exactly what Eric expected.

Since Eric threw all of his clothes in his room the second he arrived he still only wore a towel. Inspecting the bed closer, Eric saw that there were two piles. A messy one with Del's worn clothes and another organised neat pile with fresh clothes that probably Mak, the butler, arranged for Del.

Eric's eyes glided between those two. It was obvious he should wear the worn ones but one particular piece caught his eyes which made Eric quickly dart to the pile of fresh clothes.

Cough. Of course, for the underwear, Eric would wear the fresh one. The detergent used there must be only exclusively to the Demon World, so he didn't smell like a human.

So, apart from the, cough, way too big underwear, everything else was worn by Del and not washed. If the others smelled Del's scent they'd probably stay away from Eric, so it was only a win-win for Eric.

However, there was a problem and that was that all of Del's clothes were way too fucking big!

Eric tried to fold and tug in anything that was too big and then made a run for it, tossing his towel that covered his 'oho' on Del's bed.

"Del sure has a great body, huh," the words accidentally slipped out of Eric's mouth and he himself didn't regret what he said.

All that was on Eric's mind was to escape. So when Eric was in the hallway again. He tried to, as cautious as possible and like a pro spy as if he invaded houses a million times, of course for good purposes, navigate through the second floor perfectly without arousing suspicion although, well, there wasn't anyone present anyways.

Then as if the top sprinter awakened in Eric after the spy spirit left him, Eric bolted down the stairs as if he was a certain athlete starting with U and B for his last name.

When Eric arrived on the first floor, Eric had to ring for air. Although his body gave others the impression he exercised, it was all a lie! All fake! As if someone as elegant and perfect as Eric would go and put himself through torture of sweaty adrenaline!

Eric quickly looked around, he hadn't properly explored the first floor, so all the doors and secrets that would exploit him out of his straight man comedy, kind of seemed tempting.

Just next to the stairs, on the right side, was another hallway that looked exactly like the one on the second floor in the bed chambers area, Eric didn't dare to freely explore it. His senses screamed danger into his ear's wanting him to almost go deaf.

On the opposite side of the stairs was the entrance and right to the entrance was the room and office where Eric taught his students and left of the entrance was another suspicious hallway and then further down one massive door.

Eric remained at the stairs before ordering his legs to move to the entrance when suddenly his whole scalp went numb.

"Oh, who do we have here?"

Eric rigidly turned around and started dipshit in the face. Fuck, what did this brat want here? Out of all times, why did Eric have to run into him?

"What are you doing here?" Eric smiled as if nothing's happened but Nol, pardon dipshit, narrowed his eyes as he saw the baggy clothes on Eric's body.

They were strangely familiar.

"I live here. What do you mean? Whose clothes are those?"

L-Live here? Wait! Of course, how could Eric forget! The Demon Lord's sons live in the castle as well!

Fuck, multiply the danger by four. But just as Eric thought it couldn't get worse the other 3 leechers of his sanity spotted him, "Teacher?"

Eric suddenly malfunctioned being caught in his escape and nervously stammered something before dashing at full force to his left to the massive door. No matter what, the door was better than dealing with those four. However, as Eric opened the door, his face fell and his eyes were bawled out by himself.

WHY THE FUCK WAS THERE A FUCKING FULL-FLEDGED AMUSEMENT PARK HERE?