《Save The Netherworld, Iruma-Kun!! || A WTDSIK Fanfiction》Chapter 17: Ameri-Chan!
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Iruma sits in the cafeteria with his friends as they chat away about the lessons. Balam's class was the best- atleast, to Iruma. Kalegos was interesting to Clara and Asmodeus, and Iruma was sure that was because Kalego had showed them Ceberaus. He'd seen Ceberaus hundreds of times before but it was always great to see it.
"I think that Kalego-Senpai is really cool!" Asmodeus grins. "The way he showed his power off was amazing!" Iruma pauses in eating his food, placing his fifth plate down. All the food here was so good!
"I think Balam-Senpai was cool too! Every single time someone lied he knew!! How did he do that..?" Clara hums, seemingly floating around Iruma and Asmodeus.
"And his vines were super cool! I wonder how he was able to grow them without saying anything, I thought he only had one bloodline ability." Iruma giggles. "Iruma-Kun! Do you know something about that..?"
"Maybe, but he told me I couldn't tell anyone." He ducks as Clara soars over him, laughing. "Sorry Clara."
"But Irumaaa-"
"Iruma Shichiro." Iruma turns around, looking up at a demon he'd seen a couple of times around. He was a tall, red-headed demon, with two ears and a tail that ticked behind him. "Thats you, correct?"
"Oh, Opera, right?" Iruma says, and the demon nods.
"Principal Sullivan wants you in his office." Opera holds out his hand. "I'm here to take you there." Iruma glances back at his friends, before standing up, taking Opera's hand and letting the demon lead him to the office. It's a quiet walk, Iruma doesnt really know what to say and Opera wasn't talking. "How old are you now, Iruma?"
"Uhm, twelve." Iruma replies. "Although Balam keeps saying im thirteen cause he's trying to get me into Highschool faster."
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"He just wants to be near his son more, I'm sure." Opera says, pushing open the door to the office, and Iruma sees a girl sitting by the desk. She was pretty, with red hair and red eyes, it made Oruma feel a bit weird, and he felt a small blush appearing on his cheeks.
"Ah, Iruma, sit." Sullivan says, and Iruma sits next to his father and the girl, trying not to look at her, altough she was looking over at him. She was way taller than him, he felt like a dwarf beside her. "Iruma, I know you already know Azazel, but this is his daughter, Ameri. Because of some... pressing incidents... Balam, you, Ameri, and Azazel will be staying with Kalego for now." Iruma knew this wasn't because of Kalego's niceness. The man himself was standing in the corner, looking upset, and Iruma smiled a bit to himself.
"Whats going on?" Ameri speaks, and Iruma likes her voice. It was pretty. "Are we in danger..?"
"We're in danger?" Iruma stopped thinking about Ameri, looking at Sullivan, who shakes his head.
"No no, not at all! Thats why I'm putting you with our guard dog Kalego."
"Call me a dog again and I'll break off one of your horns."
"Kalego-Kun, I'd rather you not do that, otherwise we'll have some problems~!" Balam, Kalego, and Azazel shivered as Opera smiled at them all.
"Anyways Iruma, Ameri, I'm putting you both in the same classes, since there's safety in numbers!!" Sullivan says, looking at them both. "Ameri, I'll be letting you leave here with Iruma. I don't want either of you to leave the others site, alright?"
"But why?" Iruma asks, and Sullivan smiles.
"For protection. Now, Lunch is almost over and I'm sure Iruma's still hungry, isnt that right Iruma?" He blinks, nodding, and Sullivan smiles. "Go on and go back to eating." Iruma slides off the seat, and Ameri does to, waving her hand.
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"Lets go Shichiro."
"You can just call me Iruma." He follows her out the door and twords the dining hall. Hopefully he could get some more food.
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Iruma didn't know what to do with Ameri once they got back. She was more like a body guard, protecting him instead him protecting her.
"My dad says your weaker than most demons, right?" Iruma nods a bit as he finished up the food infront of him, hearing the squak of the monster. "Well then, that means I'll have to keep you safe as well."
"Do you know what's going on?" Ameri shakes her head as they head back to class, ignoring Clara, who was glaring at her while they walked. "Oh, well-"
"How do you know my dad?"
"He's been a family friend." Iruma replies smoothly, not thinking before he talked. "I only see him once every year. Can I ask how old you are?"
"Thirteen" She replies with a smile. "A year older than you three."
"You always like to rub that in." Asmodeus grumbles, and Ameri just gives him a small grin.
"Oh, you two know each other?" Clara clings onto Iruma, who doesn't really mind. Clara usually did this, and although sometimes she'd leave bruises on his arms (although he had to admit, most of the demons left bruises. Their skin was tough, but Iruma's skin wasn't), he still was fine with her holding onto him. "How Azzy-Kun?"
"Oh, we used to compete in competitions when we were younger." Asmodeus says, Ameri agreeing. "That's where I met Ameri, and David met her father. David and him grew to be friends while we stayed behind and talked."
"Doing the competitions were fun though. I liked kicking your butt in all the areas."
"Hey! I won twice over you!"
"And yet you won when I was sick." Iruma laughs as they bicker, opening the door to the next class. They were going to be working with plants, and he wanted to make something for his father again. He sits down at the table, plants already infront of them, and Clara springs to sit on his right, while Asmodeus and Ameri sit infront of him.
At the moment, Iruma smiles. This was probably the happiest all four of them would be for a while- and he felt safe. Ofcourse, this special feeling wouldn't last, but Iruma was okay with that. Whatever came next- he'd be ready for it.
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