far from home || mairimashita! iruma-kun

iv. asmodeus alice

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previously:

"giving the greeting in his place is..."

'i have a bad feeling about this.'

the honor student, iruma-kun."

'BOI.'

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iruma literally died out of pure embarrassment as he worriedly looked at the girl beside him who was clenching her fist tightly but still gave him an encouraging nod.

"huh?"

"what the heck?"

"iruma?

"he's doing it?"

sullivan peeked from the curtains with a camera in hand, giving his grandson a thumbs up.

'i knew it!'

the demon lord's gaze shifted towards the cambion who glared menacingly at him, a rolled newspaper in her grasp. sullivan could only gulp, remembering the torture that he had to endure.

"iruma-kun, please come to the stage."

iruma stood up with crocodile tears.

"he's just a baby." a one-eyed snail demon remarked, flicking her long eyelash.

y/n glared at her, 'he IS a baby! a precious baby who must be protected! my bb cinnamon, so innocent! so pure!'

she shuddered, now she was turning into sullivan.

iruma was completely frozen in his spot. hundreds of student was watching him, as he sweat bullets through their intense gaze.

"look! he's in front of a crowd this big and not even flinching."

"he's got guts."

'this is so sudden that i can't even move a millimeter!'

'i'm pretty sure he's just too scared to move.'

"if you would give your greeting now."

'greeting? how am i supposed to...'

right, everything was so sudden that iruma doesn't even know what to say. was he suppose to bow and say good morning or was he going to ask them how they are feeling?

but he did none of that because he noticed a hidden note behind the floating picture coming from his ever so loving grandpa.

'i send this message to you so that you won't trip and fall throughout your upcoming school days.

love, grandpa.'

'a-am i just supposed to read this?'

'ugh, i'm just going to have to read it!'

with new found determination, iruma let out a long breath before reading what was written on the note.