The doorbell of the shop sounded with a *clang-clang*
“Welcom…..ah, Arnos-chan welco back.”
My mother who was tending the store walked towards .
Dad’s probably making sothing in his workshop.
“How…… how’d it go?” my mother asks with a nervous look.
“I passed.”
My mothers face lit up and she hugged tightly.
“Congratulations! Congratulations Arnos-chan! That’s amazing! To get into the academy after just one month. You’re so clever Arnos-channnn! I’ll make a feast tonight!!”
Yare yare. She wasn’t the one that passed so how can she get so much pleasure from this?
Is this a parent thing? Good grief, I can’t understand it at all.
Though I can’t understand it……..It doesn’t feel bad at all.
“What do you want to eat Arnos-chan?”
“Let’s see. If possible mushroom gratin would be nice.”
It’s been my favourite for 2000 years now.
There are more luxurious things and my aides used to tell all the ti to eat foods more befitting of a demon king. It can’t be helped though. I like what I like.
When I used to ask what a demon king should eat I used to get the frightening answer back of [humans].
What idiocy. It’s impossible for to eat humans.
They used to get loud saying that the demon king eating gratin was setting a bad example for others. Idiots.
Demon King is the na of the person who can be as selfish as they want.
In other words, I eat what I want to eat.
I’m going to eat mushroom gratin.
“Fufu, got it. Arnos-chan loves mushroom gratin. I knew you’d say that so I prepared it in advance.”
As expected of my mother. She’s different from my old subordinates.
“Aah, mother we have a guest.”
“Nn? A guest? Who?”
I turn around and introduce Misha who was hiding behind my back.
“Misha Necron. I t her today at the academy.”
Misha takes a step forward and speaks in her deadpan tone.
“………Nice to et you……..”
Misha bows her head.
For so reason, my mothers got a surprised expression on her face and put her hand to her mouth.
“Arnos-chan has………Arnos-chan has………”
Then in a surprised voice, she yells out
“My Arnos-chan has already bought a bride hoeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!”
Her voice echoes throughout the house.
Misha tilts her head to one side.
“………Is that ……..?”
“No, sorry about this. Hey, mother stop jumping to misleading conclusions.”
No matter how you look at it she’s misunderstood way too much.
“…..I see……..”
“It’s fine, it’s fine Arnos-chan. Arnos-chan’s happiness is my happiness. Mother does not object………” she says in tears before wiping the corner of her eyes.
What on earth is going on in your head mother? What delusions are running around in there? I’m afraid to hear the answer.
“Mother, please don’t get so excited….”
The door to the workshop was thrown open with a bang.
“Arnos! Good job. As expected. You’re a man now!”
Kuh. It’s my father now.
I need to calm these 2 down.
“Looking back I rember that you were just born the other day.”
My father puts on a pose and stares out of the window.
“Pappa knew that this day would co but the ti still feels a little short.”
*Haha* my father laughs refreshingly.
It is short. It’s only been a month.
“No, this is a joyous occasion. Isabella, tonight is a feast. Let’s celebrate loudly.”
“Un, I know that dear. Arnos-chan is starting his new life.”
My father has a full smile on his face and my mother is filled with tears again.
They face each other and nod *un-un.*
“………Father too…….misleading conclusion………?”
Misha turns her eyes to .
“Yeah…….”
“Alright, it’s decided. Let’s start cooking right away. C’mon Isabella smile, smile.”
“Un, you’re right. On Arnos-chan’s happy day mother shouldn’t cry. It’s okay, let’s laugh properly!”
While we stand here dumbfounded my parents get excited.
“Mother, Father can I just say sothing.”
“Aah, it’s alright Arnos. You don’t have to help today. Papa will help.”
Father, even if you say such a thing I’ve never helped.
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