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 - Showdown, and True Feelings
The pale blue light of the magic lamps illuminated the ceiling of the Arena Babyls.
Even before the doors opened, the two-thousand-seat amphitheater was wrapped in an eerie heat. The dim glow filtering down from the purple sky cast long shadows across the stone spectator seats.
"Hey, did you hear? About today's public debate."
"Of course I did. It's all anyone's talking about. Apparently the valedictorian and Valac Clara are going head-to-head over that Suzuki Iruma."
"And the student council president is moderating. Who knows what's gonna happen."
Thirty minutes before the start, the stands were already full. Students overflowed into the aisles, and the murmur of the crowd rolled like waves.
On the stage at the center of the arena stood three long tables. Behind them, the student council members were lined up in formation.
In a corner of the stage, Suzuki Iruma was trembling slightly.
His sleek black short hair clung to his forehead with cold sweat. His deep brown, round eyes were moist with nerves, darting restlessly. Unconsciously, he clenched the black stone ring on his right middle finger.
(Why did it end up like this...)
The words Azazel Amelie had spoken to him in the student council room a week ago spun endlessly through his head.
"Next Monday, we're holding a public debate. The theme: who can make you the happiest."
That cold yet beautiful smile.
(I just want to live a peaceful life...)
Iruma let out a deep, deep sigh.
"Iruma-sama."
A clear voice came from beside him.
He turned to find Asmodeus Alice standing there with a serious expression. Her bright pink, fluffy hair shimmered softly under the magic lamps. Her violet-red eyes gazed straight at Iruma.
"Today, I will prove beyond doubt that I am the one worthy of you."
Alice placed a hand over her heart and gave a noble's bow.
"Th-thank you... but don't push yourself too hard, okay?"
When Iruma said that, Alice's eyes melted into softness.
"Iruma-sama is kind beyond measure. That is precisely why I must protect you."
"Iruma-kun! Clara's here too!"
This time, a cheerful voice burst in from the other side.
Bright green, fluffy twin-tails bounced up and down. A large ribbon swayed like a pair of wings. Her big lime-green eyes sparkled.
"Clara's not gonna lose today! I'm the one who gets to be with Iruma-kun!"
Clara clung tightly to Iruma's left arm.
"H-hey, Clara-chan, let go..."
"No! Today I'm gonna stick to you lots and lots!"
"Valac Clara, what are you doing on stage? It's unbecoming."
Alice's voice dropped suddenly.
"Alice-chan's the one who's been way too close to Iruma-kun this whole time!"
"Iruma-sama and I are bound by loyalty as master and servant. Of course I'm close to him."
"Clara's Iruma-kun's friend, so of course I get to be close too!"
The two of them started bickering right there on stage.
"Um, both of you..."
Just as Iruma tried to step between them—
"Silence."
A dignified voice rang out across the entire arena.
With just that one word, the murmur of the crowd stopped dead.
At the center of the stage stood Azazel Amelie.
Her long silver hair flowed straight down to her waist. Part of it was carefully braided, giving off an elegant sheen. Her golden eyes swept across the venue. With just that gaze, two thousand demons held their breath.
Her tall figure was clad in a black uniform, and the silver ring on her left ring finger glimmered quietly.
"I hereby declare the public debate open."
Her voice was cold as ice, and yet somehow it made the heart tremble.
"The theme is this: who can make the person known as Suzuki Iruma the happiest. The participants are Asmodeus Alice, Valac Clara, and myself—Azazel Amelie."
In that instant, the venue erupted.
"The student council president is participating too!?"
"Nobody told me about that!"
"So it's a three-way battle..."
Iruma couldn't believe his ears.
(The president is participating...?)
Yesterday, he'd been told it would only be Alice and Clara.
"Suzuki Iruma."
At the sound of his name, Iruma's shoulders jerked.
"You will sit over there and watch how the debate unfolds."
She indicated a single chair placed at the edge of the stage.
"Y-yes."
Iruma obediently headed for the chair.
His legs were shaking. His heartbeat sounded absurdly loud.
(What's going to happen to me...)
The moment Iruma sat down, the curtain rose on the debate.
"Allow me to speak first."
Alice stepped forward.
Back straight, posture proud. She was the very picture of a noble from a distinguished house.
"I declare this here, in the name of the Asmodeus family."
Alice's voice resonated through the venue.
"Iruma-sama—Suzuki Iruma-sama is the one I will protect with my entire life. His kindness, his sincerity, and the nobility he showed in that duel—all of it renewed my pride. I vow to remain by his side until this body of mine crumbles to dust."
Her words set the crowd buzzing.
"The valedictorian going that far, huh."
"That Asmodeus Alice, so utterly devoted..."
Alice turned her violet-red eyes toward Iruma.
"Iruma-sama. I live for you."
Under that direct gaze, Iruma's face flushed.
(Alice-kun, you don't have to be so dramatic...)
"Okay, okay! Now it's Clara's turn!"
Clara bounded forward.
She waved both arms wide and grinned, showing her fangs.
"Clara doesn't really get complicated stuff! But when I'm with Iruma-kun, it's super fun! The snacks are yummy, playing is fun, and—and Iruma-kun never tells Clara she's annoying!"
Her voice reached every corner of the venue.
"So Clara wants to be with Iruma-kun! Is that... not okay?"
Her big lime-green eyes were glistening.
At that innocent question, warm applause and laughter rose from the stands.
"Valac Clara, nice!"
"Keep it going!"
Iruma felt something warm spreading deep in his chest.
(Clara-chan...)
Her words had no frills—just pure and direct.
And that made them pierce his heart all the more.
"Then it's my turn."
A quiet voice transformed the air in the venue in an instant.
The murmuring stopped.
Every gaze turned to the silver-haired student council president.
Amelie walked slowly to the center of the stage.
One step. Another.
Only her footsteps echoed through the silent arena.
"I hold a strong interest in the being known as Suzuki Iruma."
She pinned Iruma with her golden eyes.
"He is a presence that disrupts the order of this academy, and yet at the same time, he loves order more than anyone. Full of contradictions—and utterly impossible to look away from. I want to know more about him."
She paused for a moment.
"So—therefore, I too shall raise my hand as a single demon."
The venue fell silent.
The next moment—
"What—!?"
Alice's voice rose sharply.
"Student council president, you intend to compete for Iruma-sama as well!?"
"I don't care for the word 'compete.' I simply wish to welcome him into the student council. No—as one demon, I wish to face him directly."
"That's not fair! President Amelie, that's not fair! You came in late, that's against the rules!"
Clara shouted, tears in her eyes.
"It's not against the rules—it's legitimate participation. There's no restriction on participants in the rules."
"Outrageous! Iruma-sama is mine to protect!"
"Protecting alone won't lead to his happiness. What he needs isn't someone to shield him—it's someone to walk beside him."
"Clara can walk beside Iruma-kun too!"
The three-way argument on stage grew fiercer by the moment.
The venue descended into unprecedented chaos.
"Whoa, the student council president is in the fight too!"
"This is a historic battlefield!"
"Iruma, what're you gonna do!?"
Jeers flew, cheers rose, applause thundered.
The entire arena was swallowed by a massive vortex of heat.
Iruma shrank into his chair.
(What do I do, what do I do, what do I do—)
His mind went blank.
Alice's passionate loyalty. Clara's innocent feelings. Amelie's cold yet earnest interest.
Emotions from three directions crashed relentlessly against Iruma's heart.
(What am I supposed to do?)
Choose one, and someone else gets hurt.
That terrified him—terrified him so much.
"—Please, stop!"
Before he knew it, Iruma was on his feet, shouting.
His voice cracked.
His throat trembled.
But the words wouldn't stop.
"I'm not—I'm not trying to choose someone or anything like that... if everyone can just smile, that's enough for me. So please, stop fighting."
Iruma's voice was shaking.
But somehow, it reached every corner of the venue, clear as day.
Silence.
The uproar from moments ago fell away as if it had never been, and the entire arena went still.
Two thousand demons stared at Iruma all at once.
Iruma felt like his face was on fire with embarrassment.
(Ah, I stood out again...)
But there was no turning back now.
Iruma stepped forward on trembling legs.
"Alice-kun. Clara-chan. And President."
Iruma looked at each of their faces in turn.
"I love all of you. Alice-kun's kindness, Clara-chan's brightness, the President's earnestness—all of it makes me so happy. So please. Don't fight over me."
Iruma bowed deeply.
Silence followed.
A single second felt like an eternity.
—And then.
"...Pfft."
A small laugh broke the stillness.
He looked up to see Amelie covering her mouth, laughing.
"Ahaha. You really are a hopeless softie."
Her laughter spread gently through the venue.
"Refusing to choose anyone, wanting everyone to be happy. I've never heard of such a thing in the entire underworld."
She looked at Iruma.
There was no coldness in those golden eyes.
"...What an interesting boy."
That murmur set off laughter from the stands.
"Haha, what even is that!"
"Wanting to get along with everyone—what are you, a grade-schooler?"
"But that's so like him."
The laughter spread like waves.
It wasn't mockery—it was warm, tinged with exasperated affection.
"...If that is what Iruma-sama wishes."
Alice spoke quietly.
"Then I shall withdraw from this contest for now. Iruma-sama's wish is my wish."
"Clara too! If Iruma-kun says so, I guess it can't be helped! But Clara's the one who gets to be with Iruma-kun!"
Clara latched onto Iruma's arm again.
"Hey, Valac Clara. We're still on stage."
"Ehehe, but Iruma-kun's so warm."
Their exchange drew another round of laughter.
"Then with that, I declare this public debate closed."
The moment she made the announcement, thunderous applause erupted from the venue.
—And so, the public debate over Iruma came to a close without anyone getting hurt.
No—to be precise, it left deep claw marks on one boy's heart.
After the debate, Iruma walked down the arena corridor, sandwiched between Alice and Clara.
"Iruma-sama, you must be exhausted. Allow me to escort you to the dormitory."
"Iruma-kun, Clara's coming too! Let's go home together!"
"Y-yeah. Thanks, both of you."
Iruma smiled, his face worn out.
(Today was really exhausting...)
But strangely, he didn't feel bad about it.
If anything, something deep in his chest felt warm and glowing.
(The two of them fought for me, seriously.)
Alice's life-pledged loyalty.
Clara's unadorned, straightforward feelings.
Both were real.
"...Thank you. Really, thank you."
When Iruma murmured that, both of them looked at his face at the same time.
"Iruma-sama...?"
"Iruma-kun, what's wrong?"
"Nothing. It's just—I'm happy."
Iruma smiled bashfully.
At that smile, Alice's cheeks flushed faintly.
Clara happily squeezed Iruma's arm tight.
"If Iruma-kun's happy, then Clara's happy too!"
"As am I. Iruma-sama's smile is my joy."
At their words, Iruma's heart skipped just a little again.
"Suzuki Iruma."
A dignified voice came from behind.
He turned to see Amelie standing at the far end of the corridor.
"President..."
"I have something to discuss with you. Do you mind?"
"Iruma-sama, what is she plotting now—"
"It's fine, Alice-kun. I'll be right back."
Iruma smiled to reassure Alice and Clara, then walked over to Amelie.
"...You
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