I Misunderstood the Date and Saved the Demon King

15. Yes!

“A magic club?”

“Yes, Sir Lethe. It’s just that red devil-“

“I have a name?! It’s Astaroth! Astaroth!”

“… Yes. Then, Astaroth-“

“Ah! If it’s too long, you can call me Ashu! Originally, I only gave permission to you and the three of us here… Well, I’ll let you sing specially! How are you, thank you? Hurry up and bow your head in thanks… Knock off!”

Is this guy resetting after 10 minutes? Lethe frowned and carved two special honey chestnuts on the top of Astaroth’s head. Please, let’s be quiet for a while this time.

“… Anyway, Sir Lethe. How about creating a magic club with Ashu as the manager? If all eyes were on that ridiculous magic, I don’t think this is bad either.”

Clubs. Dongara Hmmm, twitching my chin and thinking.

First of all, Lethe knows that clubs exist in the academy. A chess club, a flower arrangement club, a reading club, and dozens of other clubs are located in the academy.

Some clubs are really just for personal hobbies, and some are just talk clubs, but in reality they are extensions of social gatherings.

No matter what, one thing is certain. A club needs to have a ‘buwon’ to operate.

By the way, ask the demon king to take charge of the club? Who the hell would come in there for being crazy?

“No matter how much I think about it, I don’t think students will come to that club.”

“No. Sir Lethe. There will definitely be students who would rather go in.”

There is even confidence in Michaela’s voice. At that, Lethe’s eyes narrowed as she looked at her hero. On what grounds does that woman have such confidence?

“Before you come here… Hmm, hmm! So, before being forcibly dragged away by the demon lords!”

“I’ve never brought you here before? Brother! This is a lie!”

“That’s right, master! We never did!”

“False. Lie.”

“This, these demon lords! Then, you mean that I, the hero, am lying?!”

It’s a world where the demon lord is no longer the demon lord, but it’s about a hero telling lies.

First of all, since this isn’t important, Lete said, ‘I see. So?&Quot she brushed it off.

“Big! Anyway, I had a chance to take a quick look at the students. Many, of course, were afraid of Ashu’s magic, but… And some of them were very interesting.”

“You look interesting?”

The moment you pass that magic, even your soul burns? Even those who wished to commit suicide would absolutely refuse to die from that magic. But do you see it with an interesting eye?

“Ashu’s magic was obviously intimidating, but at the same time it was big and flashy. I’m not much, but I’ve experienced real combat, so I’m well aware of the dangers of magic, but I’m not a student. Could it just be that a very large, very red flame shot up into the air and then spread out in all directions?”

“….”

In other words, are you trying to sublimate this happening into a kind of noise marketing for the magic club?

As Lethe pondered, a conclusion soon came to her mind.

Is this okay?

What is a club? It is a place where academy students enter as a hobby. It is still the starting line for young students to pursue interests or find new connections.

That’s why it gives off a friendly feeling. It is safe to say that it is the exclusive property of students. What if the demon king shows interest in such a place, creates a new club, and even acts as a manager?

‘I can take a little bit of the sharp gaze toward my children. There’s nothing better than getting even a little closer to the students you’re interested in.’

One thing I’m worried about is that I have to use some magic that matches the ‘club’ level.

If you pull out even the most ruthless magic like this time, it’s certain that there will be a bigger uproar.

Even if the first one goes beyond happening, from the second onwards, it is innocent even if you hear the sound of ‘the devil is trying to blow up the academy!’.

“Ashu.”

“Did you call?”

The solution to that is actually very simple.

“Just one more time, if you used such dangerous magic at the academy without thinking or consulting.”

You just need to harden your expression, remove the warm energy from your eyes, give your body strength and be straight.

“I will never see you again, Ashu.”

“Ah, ah… !”

“I won’t call you Ashu either. You will become Astaroth again.”

“… Hey!”

I was so surprised that Astaroth even hiccuped and didn’t know what to do. Marmar, Sitri, and El were looking at the red demon king with pity on their faces.

To that extent, Lete’s anger was like a terrible punishment that demon lords could not bear.

“Did you understand?”

“Ugh, yes. Mister. Me, I’ll be really careful. So please don’t be angry Expression, expression, release it quickly! I’m sorry! Don’t throw away that and the name Ashu!”

Astaroth begs with a voice that is almost begging. It’s a pity that he’s being punished for raising his hand, if it wasn’t for that, he might have really prayed while rubbing his hands together.

“Don’t worry.”

Lethe is also a person who is not as harsh as necessary. On the contrary, when Astaroth sees her teary-eyed, he pats her head, slightly embarrassed, and hastily adds:

“If there is no accident, nothing will happen. I also want to keep calling Ashu as Ashu, and I keep hearing the old man from Ashu… I don’t like it very much. Do you have any other titles besides that bastard’s uncle?”

“… Master?”

Just keep calling him uncle. sh*t. Lethe frowned.

*

Kikkik, snap―

Four demon kings and one warrior. They came out of the war hero’s office.

A strange silence lingers between them. The one who broke it first was Astaroth.

“Thank you. Mika.”

“… Yes?”

“Thank you. Because you told me about the alternative club, I was able to deal with the awkwardness of the uncle, and somehow I was able to do what I did.”

Thank you. Thank you. That demon lord, to himself as a hero. He is saying thanks.

How could that be? Aren’t you proud of yourself? Still, the name is the Demon King, and he has a warrior in front of him who has set out to punish the Demon Kings. Far from showing hostility, he bowed his head so easily.

“… It wasn’t a big deal. All I did was talk about the club at the academy.”

I don’t understand well. The demons he had imagined and heard so far did not do that.

They were beings who never gave in or bowed their heads when drunk on the fact that they were the strongest.

Among those demons, the demon lords are said to be the pinnacle. Even the ‘Four Heavenly Kings’, who literally purged other demon lords, saying thank you so easily was really hard to accept.

“Thank you anyway. Isn’t that what you think of me?”

“What are you talking about? Why do I think of you, Demon King?”

“You told me your name. Not the demon king!”

“… Ashu.”

“Yes! Mika! Nice!”

Come to think of it, why do those demon lords call themselves Mika by the strange nickname?

Surely, the name is Michaela! It’s a noble name no matter who hears it! Why are you shorthanded and emphasizing friendliness instead of nobility! A warrior can’t do that!

“First of all, I’m not Mika, I’m Mikaela. And two. I have never thought of you.”

“First of all, one. You are Mika two. It’s true that you think of me!”

“….”

I can’t understand the language. First of all, I don’t think it’s going to work with that red-haired demon king. So instead of Astaroth, Michaela decided to ask the other Demon Lords next to her.

“Why do you keep calling me Mika?”

“Because that’s better.”

“You say it for granted. Nicknames are important.”

“Nickname. Good.”

As expected, I can’t communicate. It seems that it is difficult to shoot the real name. No matter how much you say ‘I’m Michaela!’, What do you do? I really don’t want to hear those who need to hear it.

“… Anyway, I’m not doing that for you, Ashu.”

“Then what?”

“Yes?”

“Then what is it for? It’s not for me, but you gave a good opinion! It must have been for a reason! What! Why?! Why is that?”

Are these demon lords really lacking the dignity and weight of a demon lord? The ruler of the demons he imagined was not like this! What the hell is this?!

Whether Michaela screamed inside her or not, Astaroth demanded answers to her questions. Once you have something you want to know, you must get the answer to unlock your intuition.

“Oh, yes! Oh, not you… Leh, it was for Lord Lethe!”

“Huh? For your uncle?”

“For my brother?”

“You said you did it for your master?”

I don’t know. I’m just throwing out whatever comes to mind.

But again, this isn’t a lie, because I subconsciously don’t want to see my war hero in trouble. That’s really why I came up with an alternative called a club.

“Hey.”

“Hmm.”

“Whoops.”

“….”

“Why, why is everyone looking at me like that?!”

The moment Michaela looks back at the four demon lords and asks why. Astaroth hehehe! She approaches and puts her arm on her shoulder.

“As expected! You are Mika! Ruler! I’m Ash! That black hair over there is dry! The blue hair on the side is Sitri! Lastly, he is L!”

“I know! More than that, take off this shoulder strap! I’m not even friends with you….”

“That’s right, my friend! We’re connected by uncle’s underwear!”

For a moment, Michaela unknowingly waaagh! She did and she screamed.

“Me, I never wanted to! You guys gave it to me by force!”

“Ahahahahaha! Anyway, you got it in the end! Then we are friends! Good luck in the future, hero friend! Mika!”

“Ashu is right. I wish you well. It’s Mar.”

“Your actions for the sake of the master are very commendable. Call me Sitri.”

“… L.”

“No, so you guys don’t want to listen to me at all?!”

To Michaela’s screams, the four demon kings answered brightly or lightly with a smile.

“Yes!”