The Misfit of Demon King Academy (WN)
Chapter 14.2
While my consciousness was absent the class bell rang and the lesson ended.
“Misha.”
A harsh voice caresses my ear. It’s Sasha.
“Will you tell him?”
Is this about me?
“…..Wake up…..?”
“No need.”
I thought they’d start talking but there’s nothing but silence for some reason.
“Nee. Why are you with him?”
After a brief pause Misha says
“……Friend…..”
“I see. Is it fun?”
“…….Nn……..”
“I see, Hmph. Good for you.”
Sasha’s words are stinging but she also seems to be happy somehow.
Misha said that she did not know if they were on good terms or not. She doesn’t seem to hate Sasha and that remark about her being a trash doll. Are there some circumstances behind it?
Well, they are sisters. Quarrelling is inevitable.
“And? What’s your business?”
“Kyaaa!!”
Sasha jumped back surprised.
“Don’t get up so suddenly! I was surprised.”
“Couldn’t you tell from my magic power flow that I was awake? You truly are a pitiable person.”
Sasha starts glaring at me again.
“So? What do you want?”
appear in Sasha’s eyes.
By choice, changes in your emotions along with intensity can cause demon eyes to appear.
In other words, it’s not always controllable.
Although she can’t control it her are beautiful and that beauty is a manifestation of her talent.
“Let’s fight.”
It was an unexpected proposal.
2000 years ago those with the courage to say that to me in such a dignified manner were rare amongst both the humans and mazoku.
“With me? What type of game is it?”
*Kuukuu* I laugh. No matter the game I don’t feel like losing at all.
“Emilia-sensei said so right? In one week we will be tested by fighting each other. How about the loser has to do what the winner asks?”
I see.
“Most amusing.”
“If you win I’ll step down as team leader and join your group.”
“What if you win?”
Sasha smiles and says
“I get you.”
“You want me to join your team?”
“No. You will cut all ties with that doll over there and become my thing. You will offer your absolute obedience to what I say. I won’t permit any back talk.”
With a prideful look, Sasha looks down on her sister.
“Misha, remember this. All of your things are mine. Even your friends. I will not give anything to you at all. Such an interesting toy is wasted on you.”
Yare yare. I don’t know where these spiteful remarks to Misha are coming from, also, Why am I being treated like a toy?
“Whatever. I’m fine with that.”
“Oh? You agreed very easily. Is that okay?”
“Well, I’m going to win anyway so yeah.”
Sasha glares at me some more.
“I was careless earlier. Wash your neck and wait a week.
Sasha left with a flutter of her skirt.
“When she joins us you can make up.”
Misha’s eyes blinked in surprise.
“…………So you invited Sasha………”
“It might be unwanted interference.”
Misha shakes her head and smiles faintly.
“……..Thank you……..”
It felt like Misha wanted to be friends with Sasha. Was I right?
Well, one way or the other it will work out.
“Don’t worry. I’ll do my best against the other teams next week.
*Kokuri* Misha nods.
“………I’ll do my best……”
“Misha.”
A harsh voice caresses my ear. It’s Sasha.
“Will you tell him?”
Is this about me?
“…..Wake up…..?”
“No need.”
I thought they’d start talking but there’s nothing but silence for some reason.
“Nee. Why are you with him?”
After a brief pause Misha says
“……Friend…..”
“I see. Is it fun?”
“…….Nn……..”
“I see, Hmph. Good for you.”
Sasha’s words are stinging but she also seems to be happy somehow.
Misha said that she did not know if they were on good terms or not. She doesn’t seem to hate Sasha and that remark about her being a trash doll. Are there some circumstances behind it?
Well, they are sisters. Quarrelling is inevitable.
“And? What’s your business?”
“Kyaaa!!”
Sasha jumped back surprised.
“Don’t get up so suddenly! I was surprised.”
“Couldn’t you tell from my magic power flow that I was awake? You truly are a pitiable person.”
Sasha starts glaring at me again.
“So? What do you want?”
appear in Sasha’s eyes.
By choice, changes in your emotions along with intensity can cause demon eyes to appear.
In other words, it’s not always controllable.
Although she can’t control it her are beautiful and that beauty is a manifestation of her talent.
“Let’s fight.”
It was an unexpected proposal.
2000 years ago those with the courage to say that to me in such a dignified manner were rare amongst both the humans and mazoku.
“With me? What type of game is it?”
*Kuukuu* I laugh. No matter the game I don’t feel like losing at all.
“Emilia-sensei said so right? In one week we will be tested by fighting each other. How about the loser has to do what the winner asks?”
I see.
“Most amusing.”
“If you win I’ll step down as team leader and join your group.”
“What if you win?”
Sasha smiles and says
“I get you.”
“You want me to join your team?”
“No. You will cut all ties with that doll over there and become my thing. You will offer your absolute obedience to what I say. I won’t permit any back talk.”
With a prideful look, Sasha looks down on her sister.
“Misha, remember this. All of your things are mine. Even your friends. I will not give anything to you at all. Such an interesting toy is wasted on you.”
Yare yare. I don’t know where these spiteful remarks to Misha are coming from, also, Why am I being treated like a toy?
“Whatever. I’m fine with that.”
“Oh? You agreed very easily. Is that okay?”
“Well, I’m going to win anyway so yeah.”
Sasha glares at me some more.
“I was careless earlier. Wash your neck and wait a week.
Sasha left with a flutter of her skirt.
“When she joins us you can make up.”
Misha’s eyes blinked in surprise.
“…………So you invited Sasha………”
“It might be unwanted interference.”
Misha shakes her head and smiles faintly.
“……..Thank you……..”
It felt like Misha wanted to be friends with Sasha. Was I right?
Well, one way or the other it will work out.
“Don’t worry. I’ll do my best against the other teams next week.
*Kokuri* Misha nods.
“………I’ll do my best……”