In the early morning, the great demon king was chatting with Mikan-chan from across the window as usual.
"Sora-san, Rito told me that Run-san is also your fiancée, just like Lala-san. Is that true?" Mikan asked, her chin in her hands, her big eyes blinking at him.
"Of course. It's because I'm so outstanding. And I'm still trying to see if I can find a few more," the great demon king replied with a nod, not at all ashamed, but rather proud.
"You really are a philandering jerk, Sora-san. Aren't you afraid the police will come and get you?" Mikan said, rolling her eyes and covering her forehead, exasperated.
"I'm not afraid. The police can't catch me."
"Besides, though the law in this country is one husband, one wife, it doesn't say you can't have multiple fiancées. The police have no reason to arrest me," the great demon king said with a shrug, as if he had everything covered.
"You're exploiting a loophole in the law, Sora-san!"
"Um… living with so many beautiful girls every day, you haven't been doing anything… perverted, have you, Sora-san?"
Her big, watery eyes twinkled, a fiery gossip burning within them.
"Heh… do you want to know, Mikan-chan?" Sora retorted, a wicked smirk on his lips.
"Of course not!" she replied with a blush and a pout, not daring to press the issue.
Enduring the waves of pleasure, the great demon king was smiling wickedly on the inside. Mikan-chan, oh, Mikan-chan, I haven't just done some perverted things to them. I've already devoured them completely!
He glanced at Run, still lying in bed, and then at Lala, who was busy working on him from below. A slight shiver ran through his body…
"Sora-san, um, I've heard some things about what's been happening with Rito at school…" Mikan suddenly said in a low, complicated tone.
"So you've heard…"
Slightly taken aback, Sora didn't expect her to bring this up. He motioned for Lala to continue and sighed with an equally complicated expression.
"Thank you, Sora-san. Everyone thinks Rito has a… a strange fetish. You're the only one who still believes in him," Mikan said, bowing to him from across the window with sincere gratitude.
Perhaps thinking about the rumors of her brother's perverted fetish, an uncontrollable blush appeared on her cheeks.
"Mikan-chan, I have always believed that Rito-kun is not that kind of person. He must have his reasons. So don't worry about what other people think. Just judge with your own eyes and heart. Believe in him."
Though he was laughing wickedly on the inside, on the surface, the great demon king offered his sincere comfort.
"Mmm, Sora-san!"
Staring at him, Mikan came back to her senses and nodded vigorously, her expression full of endless emotion.
It was getting late. They chatted for a few more minutes, and then she said her goodbyes and left to make breakfast for herself and Rito.
Watching her leave, a look of anticipation and wickedness appeared on the great demon king's face.
Though Rito's mind might not have any perverted fetishes, his body, having awakened the "divine accidental grope" attribute, most certainly did.
The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. The scene when the girl one day discovers that the person she has tried so hard to trust has betrayed that trust… it would certainly be interesting.
"Sora…"
He felt a soft sensation from behind. It was Run, in her nightgown, hugging him from behind.
"Are you awake?"
With a smile, he pulled her into his arms.
"Mmm…"
With a soft hum, she rested her head obediently on his chest, her expression one of dazed bliss as she gazed at his face.
"Get ready. We have to go to school soon."
…
After devouring Run, her body and soul were completely captured by him.
During the day, he took Lala and Run to school, teased his deskmate when he was bored, and when he was in the mood, he would drag his two little maids to Ryouko's place for some torment. He also occasionally found time to comfort Saki and her two friends. The great demon king's days were as depraved and satisfying as ever.
However, in contrast to his comfortable life, some people had been having a very frustrating and tiring few days.
Yui had been very irritable and in a terrible mood lately.
From elementary school, her serious personality had been apparent. She would stop boys from lifting girls' skirts and report anyone who played games or slacked off in class.
In her belief system, rules and justice were absolute and could not be violated. Those who broke the rules and disrupted order were scum who didn't deserve to live.
Under her leadership, the disciplinary movement at Sainan High had been a great success, and the school's atmosphere had improved dramatically.
The couples had disappeared, and the number of students playing games or slacking off in class had decreased. Everyone was studying hard, interacting purely, being friendly to their classmates, and respecting their teachers. Aside from major pests like Rito and Sora, the school was a harmonious and thriving place.
Seeing these changes, she felt a deep sense of pride. Her efforts had finally paid off.
However—
This atmosphere didn't last long.
The strict rules led to a growing wave of discontent. It's human nature to rebel. The more you tell people not to do something, the more they want to do it.
Girls started wearing short skirts again, bad students started playing games in class again, and the missing couples reappeared from the woodwork…
Every day, she was exhausted from trying to stop and educate these people. Her mood worsened, and what frustrated her even more was that the number of Disciplinary Squad members was dwindling. Soon, she would be the only one left.
This terrible situation made her feel a sense of despair…
She didn't understand why everyone was like this. Studying hard, interacting purely—wasn't that what a school should be? Why couldn't they understand? Why couldn't they persevere?
Just now, even a junior who had supported and admired her the most had submitted her resignation with an apologetic look and left. Now, she was truly the only one left in the Disciplinary Committee…
"See that? That's Yui."
"So that's her? She looks so serious, but I bet it's all an act, hehehe…"
"I heard she's the only one left in the Disciplinary Committee. Everyone has abandoned her. Serves her right."
"Yeah, yeah! She confiscated the manga I saved up for so long to buy! A nasty person like her deserves this!"
Walking down the school hallway alone, seeing the pointing fingers and gloating faces, Yui's expression remained cold and unmoved on the surface, but her heart ached.
No matter how strong she appeared, in the end, she was just a frail girl. Fighting back the urge to cry, she endured the long walk back to her classroom.
It was the end of the school day. Everyone was packing their bags, some going home, others to their club activities.
Because of her serious personality, she had almost no friends in the class. No one greeted her as she walked in. In fact, some people saw her and quickly moved away in fear.
"Sora, Sora, let's go play tennis with Haruna and the others later!"
"Sure, why not? But I'm worried that if I get even a little serious, I'll beat Sairenji-san to a pulp again."
"Sora-san, I've been practicing every day since then! I won't lose to you so easily again!"
"Heehee… Haruna-chan, are you guys going to play tennis? We'll go too, we'll go too!"
Watching the laughing and chatting Sora, Lala, and Haruna, a flicker of envy crossed Yui's eyes. But she quickly regained her usual cold demeanor, averted her gaze, packed her things, and left the classroom.
"Sora, Yui-chan seems to be going home alone every day," Lala said, clinging to his arm.
"Kotegawa-san doesn't seem to have any friends, and I hear she's the only one left in the Disciplinary Committee," the kind-hearted Haruna said with a worried tone, her hands clasped together.
"She wants to be a hero of justice, a guardian of the rules. So she is destined to be alone."
"Well, don't worry about her. That Kotegawa Yui is strong. Let's go play tennis," the great demon king said thoughtlessly, and then led the girls off to play…