I Became a Demon Who Can Never Be Headpatted in the Academy?!

"It's such an honor to be able to make desserts so happily here at Piglet House with my respected seniors, friends, and cute juniors!"

Nikea, with a bright smile, was playing her role as the face of the event today.

When I enjoyed this event as a game, the screen would go black once and then immediately transition to the dessert-making scene, so I didn't realize, but since it's an event, they do have an opening speech.

The preparation for the event was truly perfect. Underneath a luxurious, giant tent that could accommodate a large number of students, everything for making desserts was meticulously prepared.

Starting with pure white tables and ovens, to shelves stocked with cooking ingredients and various cooking utensils! The scene, as if a part of a bakery had been taken out and expanded, felt strangely like a part of a fairy tale.

"Thank you for your kind words, respected Princess Nikea. And I'd also like to thank Ms. Sitri of the Crimson Nexus Merchant Guild for her great help with today's event."

Madam Zepar spoke with a graceful smile, gesturing to Sitri, who was standing next to me.

Sitri waved her hand lightly with a pretty smile at the applause coming from all directions. This was a little unexpected?

Why is she clinging to my arm instead of going on stage? Could it be because there's no point in going up after Nikea has already gone up?

"Today at Piglet House, all of you, the Academy's lovely treasures, can make all the desserts you've ever wanted to make and eat."

"Many people, including Madam Zepar, will be helping us, so if you have any difficulties, don't hesitate to ask for help."

"Hoho, if this old woman's help is needed, feel free to call on me anytime. Now then, go ahead and make memories with your friends to your heart's content!"

When Madam Zepar clapped her hands three times with a smile, the students, who had been waiting with their fingers in their mouths, cheered and began rolling up their sleeves and putting on aprons.

"Perfect..."

Everything is just as I remember. From the appearance of the venue to the cute, soft, and bubbly atmosphere of everyone gathered and chatting, it's all the same!

It's the first time I've seen Nikea announce the start of the event with Madam Zepar, but it doesn't matter. That was just omitted in the game.

The dessert-making event at Piglet House is one of my favorite events in the Elementary School Division chapter, so I'm even happier.

To be able to enjoy this event, where I join forces with the cute and soft pure heroines of the Elementary School Division to make a dessert that will move Madam Zepar, from a different perspective is really great...

The only slightly disappointing thing is that Lachesis and Monica aren't here? I guess it can't be helped since I haven't even seen their faces yet.

"Hoo... that was more nerve-wracking than I thought."

"Nikea, you did a great job. Was it hard?"

"No, I'm sorry for making Murmur wait so long."

She's changed out of her dress and into her uniform in the meantime. Being a princess must be a tiring job.

"Respected Princess Nikea. Thank you for listening to this old woman's request."

Madam Zepar spoke to us as soon as she came down from the stage.

Considering that Princess Nikea and Sitri, the sponsor, are next to me, it's not that strange.

"It's nothing. Madam Zepar! I'm just grateful for the opportunity to make happy memories with my friends."

"Huhu, Princess Nikea, you truly have a good character. And Ms. Sitri? I'm truly grateful. Thank you for giving this old demon a chance."

"Our merchant guild is also benefiting enough, so you don't need to keep thanking us."

Sitri's words were not very smooth, but she properly bowed her head to express her gratitude.

"And..."

Madam Zepar turned her face and looked down at me.

"You must be the famous Murmur."

Am I famous? I haven't even reached level 1 reputation with any faction?

"Grandma Zepar, do you know Murmur?"

"Of course. I could always hear stories of Murmur's efforts to save her friend in the kitchen."

"Murmur wanted to save her friend. So she saved her. That's all."

Madam Zepar gave a warm smile and gently patted my head once.

"I think it's very admirable that you did that obvious thing, Murmur."

"Murmur is just an ordinary demon."

I, Murmur, will only be properly called a hero or Demon King around the Middle School Division chapter.

It's only possible after events like pulling out the hero's sword or being chosen by a demon sword.

Right now, I'm just Murmur.

Just a soft demon kid brought by a failed hero.

"Hohoho, you certainly show a different side compared to the children of the New-Helheim Club."

Madam Zepar tapped my horn once with her finger.

"It's an honor to be able to talk to Murmur, who has such wonderful horns."

"No, Murmur is also happy to be able to talk to Grandma Zepar."

"Huhu, you're so humble... Then, I hope you have a wonderful time."

Madam Zepar bowed deeply to me. I also bowed back.

"Hmm... Murmur, are you acquainted with Madam Zepar?"

Esme said, covering her mouth with her hand.

"Murmur talked to Madam Zepar for the first time today."

"What? Really? But it didn't feel like that kind of conversation, did it?"

"From Madam Zepar's perspective, Murmur-nim is simply too cute."

Sitri started putting on a pink apron, speaking.

"Most of the demons attending Cosmos Academy... are practically all, except for Murmur-nim, members of the 'New-Helheim Club.'"

"Ah... that's the group that doesn't attend classes at all and solves everything near the club building."

"As a matron, Murmur-nim is a rare demon who is polite, cute, cool, and brave."

I guess that's the gist of it.

Nikea and Esme nodded and put on their aprons one by one.

The problem is me.

"Nikea, I'd appreciate it if you could help Murmur."

"What can I help you with? Murmur?"

She lifted the already prepared apron and shook it.

"It's too big for Murmur."

Who prepared this, anyway? If I wore this, I could go sledding.

"It seems like the size wasn't prepared correctly... Ah! Here! I'll use this one. Show me your back, Murmur."

Nikea smiled and knelt down, bringing the apron to me.

"Ew... I don't like that."

There's no need to wear an apron with a cute sheep on it, is there?

"Ohohoho! Nikea! That's such a tacky apron! Come now, Murmur-nim? Please put on the apron I prepared!"

"...Is this all you have? Aprons that Murmur can wear?"

The apron Sitri brought was even more disastrous than Nikea's.

What is this? Why does the apron itself look like a rabbit?

There's no need for it to have big, cute eyes, is there?

"...I'll wear the apron Nikea brought."

"Uuuu! Murmur-nim..."

Leaving Sitri, who was despairing for some unknown reason, I showed my back to Nikea.

"I heard that it was an apron for children around the third grade of elementary school... It seems this was Murmur's size."

Nikea, who was clinging to my back, moved her hands back and forth in a grown-up manner. There was a subtle feeling of slowing down from the middle, but it must be because my body was small and the apron didn't fit properly.

"Alright, it's done, Murmur."

Nikea said, gently patting my back.

"By the way, what kind of dessert are you planning to make today? Looking at the other children..."

Esme turned her head and looked around.

To put it mildly, it was like a small battlefield inside the tent.

From the children who were just scooping up the ingredients needed to make desserts with their hands, to the students who were making gifts for their friends with sparkling eyes...

It was hard to find any helpful samples because there were so many different kinds of desserts being made in various ways.

"It seems like that group is planning to make butterscotch pie."

"I heard from a few people that they're thinking of making a variety of things, from cupcakes to chocolate cake."

"But Murmur has a plan, right?"

I nodded as soon as I heard Esme's words.

We can't just make any dessert that comes to mind today.

The important thing is to move Madam Zepar.

It might be a bit obvious and cliché, but I'm planning to make a dessert that's filled with memories between Madam Zepar and her beloved daughter.

"Murmur is going to make pancakes today. And cookies too. And... pudding as well."

"That's more than I expected?!"

"Yeah, but I have to make them. That's how I can persuade Madam Zepar."

I was also flustered at first like Esme, but these three are important.

All three of them must be on one plate to persuade Madam Zepar.

"Pancakes... cookies... pudding... I think Murmur can definitely make them."

"Ohoho! If Murmur-nim is having a hard time, I'll help you somehow, so don't worry too much!"

With Sitri and Nikea, who are giving me strength, there's nothing to be afraid of.

"Then Murmur-nim, how about making the pudding first?"

"Yeah, Murmur wants to make the pudding first too. But I don't know the recipe."

"Hohoho! Don't worry about that! I'll tell you everything from start to finish!"

Sitri nodded and brought a large mixing bowl and a basket of eggs.

"First, we need to start by cracking the eggs."

"Do I just separate the yellow part from the white part?"

"Yes~ As expected of Murmur-nim!"

Sitri lightly took an egg to the mixing bowl in front of me, tapped it, and skillfully split it in half, separating the white and yolk.

"Okay, Murmur will try too. How many do I need to do?"

"Considering the possibility of failure, 10 should be enough."

"Okay. I'll do it... I'll do it..."

What, this isn't easy?

Why doesn't it even crack when I hit it with my hand?

This is the best I can do with my strength?!

"Uuu... the egg is bullying Murmur..."

"Murmur, how about hitting it a little harder?"

─ Crack!

"Eek! You put too much force into it?!"

"Murmur just did what Esme told me to do."

"Where do you ever hit it with magic?!”

"It's Murmur-nim's first time cooking today, so it can't be helped. Just stay still."

Nikea took out a pure white handkerchief and wiped the eggshells and liquid from my hand.

Egg white feels stranger than I thought. It looks clear, but the more Nikea wipes it with the handkerchief, the more it sticks to my skin and feels sticky, which is weirdly unpleasant.

It also stretches out like a sticky thread, so it's totally not good.

"You didn't hurt your hand, did you?"

"Yeah, Murmur doesn't get hurt that easily."

"If you just relax your strength a little, you can easily crack an egg."

Come to think of it, Nikea is better at controlling her strength than anyone else at the academy, isn't she?

"I'd like Nikea to teach me."

"Are you really asking me? Murmur?"

"Yeah, hold Murmur's hand and show me."

I can't just break eggs endlessly, they are precious.

"O-okay! Well then. I'll hold your hand like this, Murmur."

My hand was placed on top of Nikea's hand, which had a warmth and maturity that was hard to believe came from an elementary school fifth-grader.

The princess's hands are surprisingly soft. Is she using some kind of lotion? It's so soft and fluffy.

"Hold the egg gently like this. That's right... Murmur's hands are small, soft, and cute, but if you use as much force as you did earlier, you can still crack the egg, right?"

"Yeah, Murmur can crack it easily."

"But you don't need to use that much force when you're cooking like this."

Nikea gently stroked my wrist and the back of my hand with her index and middle fingers.

Is it something about demon hands? Well, unlike Nikea's soft hands, my hands are quite rough, so they must feel like stones.

But sorry, Nikea. I need to make a proper dessert today to learn cooking skills and persuade Madam Zepar.

"Just, try holding the egg very gently, Murmur."

"Like this?"

"Yes, good job. And..."

Nikea pressed close to me, so close that I could feel the pounding of her heart against my back.

It must not be easy to teach how to crack a small egg with small hands.

...Or is it because I'm a demon and there's something instinctively I don't like?

"You don't have to crack the egg with one hit. Now, like this, tap tap... just enough to feel that a crack is forming..."

"Like this? Tap tap?"

Guided by Nikea's wrist, I brought the egg to the ground and gently tapped it.

"It cracked! Nikea."

"Right? Once it starts to crack like this, then you just grab both ends and pull it apart like you're tearing paper."

─ Glurp!

"See? Murmur did it thanks to Nikea!"

"It's just that Murmur did a good job."

"But Sitri separated the white and yellow parts. Does Murmur have to do that too?"

"Hmm~ It seems difficult for Murmur to separate them from the beginning without getting any shell in it. How about using a spoon to separate them?"

"Do I just scoop out the yellow part like when I'm eating soup?"

"That's righ... Ouch!?"

Nikea, who had been hugging me tightly from behind, was startled and covered her buttocks with both hands.

"S-Sitri? Why are you doing that all of a sudden?"

"Are you really asking because you don't know? Murmur-nim isn't a child."

Sitri, with a cute "hmph," pulled me out from Nikea's arms and hugged me tightly.

Why did she suddenly pinch Nikea's butt?

"You two shouldn't fight."

"I have no intention of fighting! Nikea just cheated."

"W-what do you mean I cheated? Murmur just asked me to help."

"...If you try to take advantage of Murmur-nim's pure heart, I will not forgive you."

What is this? What are they talking about?

If I leave them alone, they'll start another strange argument.

"Sitri! Sitri! Murmur wants to keep making pudding. This time, Sitri, show me."

"A-alright. I'll show you the most important part of making pudding from now on, so come over here."

Contrary to her words, Sitri grabbed my waist and pulled me tightly towards her.

Phew, that's a relief. This way, they won't fight!

"You're not acting like that on purpose, are you?"

Esme, who had been watching the events unfolding between Sitri and Murmur, and Murmur and Nikea, couldn't help but tilt her head as the contents of a novel she had read a few days ago kept coming to mind.