The Misfit of Demon King Academy (WN)

• Chapter 186 : The mysterious transfer student appears

Demon King Academy of Delsgade, second lecture hall.

When the bell chimed to announce the beginning of class, someone was cackling like a villain.

The door to the lecture hall opened, and the Conflagration King Eldmed appeared on the teacher podium.

He was wearing his silk hat and holding a cane.

“Good morning, my students! I, the Conflagration King, have returned to my podium to teach you what it means to be the Demon King!” (Eldmed)

The Conflagration King, who had been on administrative leave for a while, boggled the minds of the students at the very beginning of his speech.

“…S-Say. Isn’t there something different about Eldmed-sensei now?” (Student A)

“Y-Yeah, you’re right. It’s like he’s become somewhat more expressive or something, but…” (Student B)

The students threw glances at him, and he cackled in an excessively good mood in response.

“…Don’t you think he changed way too much…?” (Student B)

“But there was already something weird about him from the beginning… Didn’t he call himself a god or whatever…?” (Student C)

“I think he did say that…” (Student D)

“Actually, why did we ever take that stuff so seriously…?” (Student E)

With Nosgalia’s disappearance, the effects of his divine words were gone, and the students no longer believed that Eldmed was a god.

All they believed was that he was a crackpot who fancied himself a god.

Right now, Eldmed possessed the Order of the Heavenly Father, which was the power to create other orders.

Considering his personality, if I took my eyes off him, he could get up to even more troublesome stuff than Nosgalia, so I decided to have him take his teaching duties seriously at Deslgade.

Of course, I knew he wasn’t the sort of man who would obediently work as a teacher just because I told him to. There was a reason why he was standing on the podium like that.

“Well then, folks! Before we start today’s class, let me introduce you to our new student!” (Eldmed)

Eldmed pointed his cane at the door.

“Come in.” (Eldmed)

He used his magic power to open the door.

Then I stepped into the classroom and walked straight in.

“…Eh?” (Student boy A)

“…Fufu! He’s so small…” (Student girl A)

“I wonder how old he is.” (Student girl B)

“Or rather, is he even allowed to attend the academy at that age?” (Student boy B)

“Maybe he’s actually our age and it’s only his body that’s small.” (Student girl C)

“Besides, remember that the Demon King Academy now allows anyone to enroll if they’re deemed to have potential.” (Student girl D)

I stopped walking and turned to face the gossiping students.

Then I spoke in a majestic tone.

“My name is Anosh Polticoal. I’m 6 years old.” (Anos)

Using the <Reverse Growth Kursla> spell, I had shrunk my body to that of a six-year-old.

I could see Sasha’s look of dismay in her eyes.

Misha, who was sitting next to an empty seat, broke into a faint smile.

“Wow! Color me surprised…” (Eleonore)

Eleonore, who didn’t know what was going on, blurted out that comment, and Zeshia, who was sitting next to her, had sparkles in her eyes.

“Zeshia will be… his big sister…” (Zeshia)

“U-Umm… Lay-san, did you know about this?” Misa whispered into Lay’s ear.

“No, I didn’t know either.” (Lay)

Eldmed tapped the floor with his cane.

To get the students’ attention.

“Anosh, why don’t you tell us more about yourself?” (Eldmed)

“Hmm. Why not.” (Anos)

I took a step forward.

“I used to be a traveling entertainer before coming here. My specialty is imitating the Demon KIng of Tyranny. My favorite food is mushroom gratin. There isn’t any particular magic I’m bad at. I may be a little lacking in common sense, but I look forward to my time with you all.” (Anos)

I heard the sound of clapping.

When I looked for the source, I saw Misha clapping her hands.

This was followed by a round of applause from the students throughout the classroom.

“Senseeeei! Can I ask Anosh-kun a question?” (Student girl A)

When she was granted permission, the female student in white asked me.

“Anosh-kun, you said you were 6 years old. Does this mean you’re reincarnated or something?” (Student girl A)

“No, I’m not. I really am 6 years old.” (Anos)

“Whoa, that’s amazing! So this means you passed the entrance exam at the age of 6?” (Student girl A)

“…Is that even possible…? I heard the entrance exam was pretty hard…” said a male student in black.

“Yeah. I transferred here, but that exam wasn’t made for children at all.” (Anos)

The classroom started to make a fuss.

“Kahaha! It’s nothing surprising! After all, Anosh Polticoal is a boy genius!” (Eldmed)

Even if I decided to pretend that I was reincarnated, I’d have to come up with all kinds of things, like what sort of guy I was in my previous life.

Maintaining the consistency of my background would be a hassle, and there was also the possibility that they would press me for the reason why I didn’t just cast the <Growth Kurst> spell on myself.

The more I made things up, the more likely my secrets would be exposed, which would work against me.

So I intended to push through everything purely as a genius.

“I see. So you’re a boy genius…” (Student girl A)

“Well, there are people like that, I guess…” (Student boy A)

“Nothing uprising about having one of those in Dilhade, right…?” (Student boy B)

Although some of them had questioning looks on their faces, they seemed convinced.

“Then go take a seat.” (Eldmed)

As I started walking away, the other students spoke up.

“Anosh-kuuun, over here! This seat is free!” (Student girl A)

“Anosh, come here! Let’s be friends!” (Student boy A)

Hmm. Quite the warm welcome they were giving me.

Their reactions differed a little from when I was the misfit of this academy.

Nevertheless, I already knew where I would sit.

“Ah! By the way, Eldmed-sensei, it looks like Ellen and the other girls haven’t arrived yet…” (Student girl B)

“The Demon King’s Choir informed me that they were on official business today. They’ll come when they’re done with it.” (Eldmed)

“Official business, huh. They’ve become famous before we even knew it, haven’t they?” One of the students commented in admiration.

The popularity of the Demon King’s Choir had skyrocketed, and the girls were constantly receiving requests to sing the Demon King’s hymn.

The fact that they were personally introduced by the highest authority of the nation, the Demon King of Tyranny himself, and that they were under direct order from him was also a big factor, I’m sure.

Although those making the requests had their own various expectations, the spreading of the song of peace was a most desirable outcome. I encouraged Ellen and the girls to do their best with their official duties, so long as it didn’t interfere with their studies.