Welcome to Demon School! Iruma-kun: Babyls Academy Rom-Com Mayhem
Iruma Suzuki has a secret: he's a human attending a school full of demons. His goal? Blend in, keep his head down, and survive. Simple, right?
Except nothing about Iruma's life is simple. Sold to a demon by his garbage parents, adopted as the beloved grandson of the Netherworld's most powerful chairman, and now enrolled at Babyls Academy—the most prestigious demon school in existence—Iruma just wants a quiet, peaceful school life.
Too bad his inability to say no to anyone in trouble keeps gett
Welcome to Demon School! Iruma-kun: Babyls Academy Rom-Com Mayhem - Humans, for some reason becoming the star of the entrance ceremony
"I'm starting at a demon school today."
Iruma Suzuki sighed as he watched the scenery spread out beyond the window.
The sky was blanketed by purple clouds, and sunlight barely reached through. In its place, strange lamps called magilights, installed all over the city, cast a pale blue-white glow. Every building lit by that light was made of stone, with pointed roofs or horns jutting from the walls.
This was the Netherworld, Vermouth. A realm that existed as a mirror image of the human world, home to roughly 1.2 million demons.
And me? I'm Suzuki Iruma... a human.
My parents sold me off, and before I knew it, I'd become the grandson of a demon named Sullivan. Sullivan is one of the most powerful figures in the Netherworld—the chairman of Babyls Academy. As his grandson, I was now enrolled here starting today.
I checked my reflection in the mirror. Sleek black short hair, deep chestnut round eyes. At 168 centimeters, I was a bit small compared to the demons of this world. The black-based Babyls uniform bore a simple badge for special scholarship students, and it hung a little loose on me.
On the middle finger of my right hand was the Gluttony Ring Sullivan had given me. Without this ring, set with a black stone, I couldn't use magic in this world.
"Okay, I'm fine. As long as I act normal, they won't find out."
I gave my cheek a light slap to psych myself up.
My goal was simple: don't stand out. Live a peaceful, quiet demon school life.
If they found out I was human, who knew what would happen. I might get eaten. So I absolutely could not stand out.
That's what I'd resolved.
—And yet, somehow, it didn't turn out that way.
"Iruma! Got a minute?"
The door burst open and Chairman Sullivan came flying in.
A massive body, magnificent horns, and a beaming smile. For one of the Three Greats—counted among the top three in the Netherworld—he had an astonishingly playful air. He doted on me to no end, spoiling me at every opportunity.
"What is it, Sullivan?"
"I want you to give the new student representative's address at today's entrance ceremony!"
For a moment, my mind went completely blank.
"...Huh?"
"Well, normally the top-scoring student would do it. But I really wanted my adorable grandson Iruma to do it! So I changed it using my chairman authority!"
"Whaaat?! No way, I can't give a speech!"
"It'll be fine, fine! You can do it, Iruma! Besides, I already put your name on the program!"
Sullivan patted my shoulder, grinning away.
Ah, here it is. I can't refuse when someone asks me for something. When I see Sullivan's eyes full of expectation, I just can't bring myself to say "no."
"...Understood. I'll do it."
"Yay! I'm looking forward to it, Iruma!"
Sullivan left the room in high spirits.
I heaved another enormous sigh.
"I said don't stand out, and now I'm giving the entrance ceremony speech... this is the worst."
But if I'm doing it, there's no helping it. I'll keep it as safe, short, and quiet as possible.
With that decided, I began getting ready to head to the ceremony hall.
Babyls Academy is the Netherworld's premier educational institution. Founded 800 years ago, with about 1,200 students. Its graduates fill key positions throughout the Netherworld. The campus spans roughly two square kilometers, complete with a main building, practical training building, dormitory, library, cafeteria, and even a 2,000-seat arena—the Arena Babyls.
I was assigned to a special class within it. Called the "problem class," it gathered students with issues in conduct or grades. Capacity was around twelve per year. Effectively the dead-weight class, apparently.
But for me, that was actually convenient. In the problem class, I'd surely be able to get by without standing out.
On my way to the ceremony hall, I took in the sights of the academy.
The stone school buildings were majestic, and the corridors were lined with lamps holding flickering magical flames. The students passing by all had horns, wings, or tails, with hair in every color imaginable. Some even had beast-like faces.
This really is nothing like the human world.
As I walked thinking that, someone suddenly called out to me.
"Um, excuse me."
I turned around to find a small demon girl standing there, looking anxious. Two little horns sprouted from her head, and she was clutching a large bundle in her arms.
"Where's the ceremony hall? I got lost..."
Her eyes were welling up with tears.
I couldn't just ignore her.
"It's okay, I'm heading there too. Let's go together."
"Really?! Thank you so much!"
I took half her luggage and guided her to the ceremony hall.
When we arrived, she thanked me over and over before hurrying off.
Good. Something like this shouldn't make me stand out.
The moment I started walking again, a thud echoed from somewhere else.
"Ah! My papers!"
A male student had tripped and scattered a bundle of documents all over the floor. The students around him just glanced over—no one moved to help.
I rushed over.
"You okay? Let me help."
"S-sorry... thank you."
The two of us gathered up the papers. There were quite a lot.
"Where are you taking these?"
"Um, to the reception desk at the ceremony hall. I'm running late and panicking."
"Then I'll carry some too. I'm headed to the hall anyway."
"Really?! You're a lifesaver!"
In the end, I carried half the stack and hauled it to the hall with him.
Along the way, I gave directions to lost freshmen, picked up dropped items and returned them—before I knew it, I was helping one person after another.
It wasn't that I was trying to do good deeds. It's just that when I see someone in trouble, my body moves on its own.
That's just my nature—a soft touch, I suppose.
And I still hadn't noticed that the demons around me were watching all of this with great interest.
"Hey, who's that new student?"
"No idea. But she was guiding a lost kid earlier."
"He helped carry documents too. Seems like a decent guy, doesn't he?"
"But that badge on his uniform—that's for special scholarship students. So he's not a commoner?"
"Huh. Sounds like an interesting one."
Whispers like that were starting to spread all around the ceremony hall.
The entrance ceremony began.
The venue was the Arena Babyls. A massive coliseum that could hold 2,000, packed today with new students, upperclassmen, and faculty.
I stood in the wings of the stage, reading and rereading my script.
My heart was pounding. My palms were slick with sweat.
"It's fine, it's fine. I just have to keep it short."
I tried to convince myself.
Eventually, the presiding teacher called my name.
"Representing the new students—Suzuki Iruma. Please come forward."
The hall stirred.
Everyone was probably surprised that some unknown scholarship student was giving the address instead of the top scorer, a boy named Asmodeus Alice.
I took a deep breath and walked toward the stage.
Hundreds of demon eyes pierced me all at once.
My legs were shaking.
But I had no choice.
I unfolded my script and opened my mouth.
"Um, I'm Suzuki Iruma, representing the new students."
My voice cracked a little.
"Today, for u-us new students, you've prepared such a wonderful ceremony—thank you."
I stumbled.
Giggles rippled through the hall.
Ah, this is the worst.
But I couldn't stop now.
"I want to learn many things here at Babyls Academy. I want to make friends, and I want to study hard. And someday, I want to become a demon who can be useful to the Netherworld."
Even I wondered what I was saying.
But it was how I truly felt.
I'm human, and I'm going to live in the demon world. If that's the case, then at least I want to be useful to someone. I want to be someone who can help people in trouble.
"We're still inexperienced, but upperclassmen, teachers—please guide us well."
I bowed deeply.
The hall went silent.
Oh no—did I mess up?
The instant I looked up, scattered applause began.
It grew louder and louder.
Soon it became a great wave of clapping that enveloped the entire hall.
"...Huh?"
Bewildered, I stepped down from the stage.
Somehow, even though I'd meant to stay inconspicuous, I felt like I'd become the most noticeable person at the entrance ceremony.
When the ceremony ended, I just wanted to get back to the dorm quickly.
But as I left the hall, someone stood in my way.
"So you're Suzuki Iruma."
A low, cold voice.
I looked up.
Standing there was a tall male student.
Bright, fluffy pink hair, longer at the sides, hiding his ears. His purplish-red eyes were intelligent and sharp. About 178 centimeters tall—wearing the same uniform as me, yet just his posture radiated nobility.
"Uh, um... yes, that's me."
"I am Asmodeus Alice. I took first place on the entrance examination."
First place.
Meaning he was the one who should have given the new student address.
"Originally, the representative's address was to be given by me, the top scorer. And you stole it—simply because you're the chairman's grandson."
Flames of anger burned in Alice's eyes.
"That's—I didn't mean to steal anything—"
"No excuses needed. I believe one should be recognized at this academy by ability alone. Gaining status through lineage or connections—that goes against the virtues of a demon."
A crowd of onlookers began to gather.
"Hey, isn't that the Asmodeus family...?" "Alice, the top scorer." "Did that scholarship kid just get challenged?"
The area outside the hall grew noisy with murmurs.
"Suzuki Iruma. Duel me."
"...Huh?"
"With my fire magic, I'll determine whether you're worthy of giving that address."
A flame ignited in Alice's right hand with a whoosh.
The heat reached even my cheeks from where I stood.
"W-wait a second! A duel? I can't do that! And honestly, I didn't even want to give the address!"
"It's too late for that. Besides, this duel is necessary for my honor. If you refuse, I'll take appropriate measures."
Alice took a step toward me.
Driven back by his intensity, I retreated.
But there was nowhere to run.
I was surrounded by onlookers.
"...O-okay. I'll do it. But I really can't use magic."
"Can't use it? You enrolled at Babyls and you claim you can't use magic?"
"That's what I'm telling you—really—ah!"
Before I could finish, Alice unleashed a flame.
WHOOSH!
A massive fireball flew straight at me.
I'm going to die.
The instant I thought that, my body moved on its own.
A smooth sidestep.
The flame grazed past my hair.
"...What?"
For the first time, surprise colored Alice's face.
"You dodged that? Surely that was a fluke."
Alice fired again.
Two shots this time.
But my body moved on its own again.
Right, left.
The flames missed by a hair's breadth, as if swerving around my body.
"W-why am I dodging?!"
I was the most surprised of all.
My body was sensing danger and moving on its own.
This was my crisis-avoidance ability, honed through my life experience. In the human world, being dragged around by my no-good parents, I'd faced danger countless times—and that's how I'd developed it.
But even I didn't fully understand this ability.
"Interesting. Then how about this?"
Alice's eyes narrowed with amusement.
He spread both hands and conjured an even larger flame.
"Fire Magic: Crimson Lance."
The flame took the shape of a spear and hurtled toward me.
Faster than before.
But my body had already read the spear's trajectory perfectly.
A spin.
I rotated my body and evaded the flaming lance.
Outside the hall, the crowd erupted.
"What kind of movement is that...?" "He's dodging every flame." "Who IS that scholarship student?"
The onlookers clamored all at once.
"You... can you really not use magic?"
"I'm telling you, I can't!"
"But that evasion ability is no ordinary thing. Dodging my flames to this extent—no average demon could do it."
Alice extinguished his flames and looked at me straight on.
The anger from before was gone, replaced by something else entirely.
"Suzuki Iruma. You're interesti
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