LiBERA (Mairimashita! Iruma-kun Fanfic)

7. This is a rank. (Lessons)

The Misfits class was just as he expected— chaotic, rambunctious, and all in all, full of dumbasses. Clara chases after Sabnock's tail, and Lied continues to play his game throughout the explanation for their very first activity.

The hillside behind the school opens into flying race trials.

"All of you must cross the perilous valley until you reach the flag," Kalego explains, ripping the cute animated instructions guide to pieces before stepping on it. "Your ranks will be determined by how well you perform."

Soyo looks around the class, counting the amount of people, once, twice, huh? There's an extra the second time. But the third time he counts, it's back to one missing person. He has no idea where he got the extra person, even though he was naming each one as he went.

...thus is the fearsome power of Purson Soi, the demon with the ability to be alarmingly forgettable.

"The Flying Race is starting! Unfold your wings!"

Soyo jumps back to attention. The explanation's already over? His game of 'find Purson' is cut immediately short as his wings reveal themselves, and he hurries to find a spot near the starting line.

"Get set, and GO!"

Soyo jets forward alongside the rest of the class, and briefly, he enjoys the sight of Naberius Kalego shoving Iruma down the cliff.

It's okay, Iruma's the main character, he won't die.

-

"What are you doing, Vassago-kun?"

Mid-flight, Soyo snags the demonitor out of the air, inspecting the lens carefully. He knows very well Kalego's watching their progress through it, so honestly, bringing it along is doing it a favour.

"It's cute," Soyo says. Have you ever seen a little flying demon camera that squeaks when you grab it? These things are adorable.

"You really think so?" Clara asks, casually clinging onto Asmodeus' back. "Soyoyon, your tastes are weird."

"You're the last person allowed to judge people's tastes!" Asmodeus snaps. "And get off my back, Valac! Fly yourself!"

Clara cheerfully ignores him.

Asmodeus Alice, for an intimidating, affronting character, was delightfully bubblegum pink. Even his eyes are deep magenta. It makes sense that he goes perfectly right next to lime green Clara and cobalt blue Iruma.

As expected of the character that's actually an incubus but people rarely acknowledge it because of his tough guy persona. He's full of pride, and when Iruma's not around, his nature-imbued arrogance and unhindered sense of presence shine through.

"How long are you going to stare at me?" Asmodeus finally speaks up, irritated. "I'll go on ahead. Take this obnoxious one with you."

He's pointing at Clara as he says the last part.

Nah, buddy, take your soulmate yourself.

"Your eyes are really pretty," Soyo says.

Asmodeus' face immediately sinks into murderous. "What are your intentions in saying something creepy like that?" he says, not a hint of tolerance in his voice as fire burned in his palm. "Do you want to die? Is that it?"

Wow, as expected of someone that's grown up as an incubus. He's completely unfazed by compliments and unwarranted ones can only be indicators of foul intentions to him.