I DON'T OWN THIS ANIME. I'M NOT PROFITTING FROM ANY OF THESE. MY ONLY PURPOSE IS TO ENTERTAIN.
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CHAPTER - 1
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"Forgive and Forget! Unite! Woe to you who follows not! The time of humans and demons and angels has come to a conclusion. From the land of the rising sun, out of the bowels of another world, a sovereign will rise! On the seventh day, of the seventh month, with veins pulsing of holy and unholy and servant; out of the womb he will come. Woe to you hypocrites! Woe to you whose mouths were fed with blood! Woe to the blind followers! He will put to an end the strife and the carnage and everyone who ruled."
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"Aaahhhh…" Maou can't help but feel pleased while he emptied out his body's unclean liquids stored throughout the night. Absentmindedly, he pressed the flush and forgot that somebody was showering beside him behind the curtains.
"MAAAOOU!"
He expected that screech when the sound of flowing water stopped, and he deserves it for being forgetful; although he is still very sleepy and she should cut him some slack, he thought. They really need to call for a plumber to separate the water supply of the toilet and the shower he furthered. And as expected also, the shower curtains were parted and a red head came into view. "Why do you always do that?" She asked angrily.
"Sorry Emi…" He shrugged noncommittally and grinned a little. "I forgot you have the opening shift."
"Fine!" She shot back at him before forcefully pulling the shower curtains close again and returning to her bath. Before he could fully exit though, she spoke again. "And fix the bedside table, and magically this time; you're a hopeless carpenter" she ordered.
Maou chuckled with that, remembering the reason why the poor table broke. Really, what furniture in her apartment haven't they broken yet? However, what do you expect from a hero and a demon lord but a fight for dominance? Even if that would mean in a battlefield or in the bedroom, everything between them two always seem to wreak havoc. This, he was thinking while focusing the littlest amount of power he has left on the table. Emi should really stop draining him like this, he reasoned, if she would need him to fix everything every morning after.
He decided to take a seat on the edge of the bed while he stretched and then checked his schedule on his smart phone.
"Tell your shift manager I'll be evaluating your branch today." He said casually without looking up when he heard her step out of the bathroom and into their bedroom.
"Isn't that considered cheating?" She asked while taking off her towel and donning on her underwear and MgRonalds uniform.
He looked up at her and grinned. "Well, you wouldn't want me to give my wife's branch a failing mark on the monthly evaluation now do you?"
"I'm not your wife!" She said through gritted teeth.
"True, true…" He nodded to show agreement. "I forgot that you prefer people thinking we had a one-night-stand that produced Alas."
A hair brush flew towards him and hit his head hard with his comment. "Ouch!" He yelped and instinctively, his hand shoots up to rub the sore spot. He could feel a big bump forming instantly.
He stood up and took a place beside her in front of the mirror to assess the bump. "My visor won't hide this you know!" He said annoyed while peering closely and trying different hairdos to see if any would hide the injury.
Without Maou noticing, Emi stood up from her chair and peered at his face also through the mirror. "Sorry…" She said and smiled a little before reaching up and going on tip-toes to kiss his bump. "Who knew that a hair brush could inflict so much injury on the king satan?" She teased. "Maybe I should just hand over the better half to heaven."
His pride swelled and he stopped looking at himself through the mirror. He shrugged and donned an unconcerned look. "It's nothing; I'll just say I bumped my head again on the hood of my car."
"Yeah, that's believable, you're stupid like that." She argued.
He rolled his eyes. "I can get you fired with that comment you know; chapter three of the code of discipline, name calling a superior."
"Whatever." She turned away from him to finish their conversation and then proceeded to gather her bag and all her work stuff. "I've fed Alas her breakfast and gave her a bath already. Suzuno will be here before noon." She said parting before approaching him and landing a chaste kiss on his lips. Afterwards, she went out of the bedroom, and the sound of the main door closing followed shortly.
Maou went out of the bedroom, deciding to check on their toddler. Alas-Ramus was sleeping soundly on her cot in her room. He afterwards exited her room and went to the kitchen to grab some breakfast. He found a cooked chicken congee in a bowl covered with a small plate on the table. On top of the plate was a note saying, "Heat this when you wake up. Enjoy! –Emi"
He smiled and did exactly as what the note said, he placed his breakfast inside the microwave and turned the settings to low for three minutes. As he sat down to wait, his brain wandered to the past two years of their stay in modern Japan. Who would have thought that he and the hero would live like a romantic couple? But, after everything they went through together and finding out that her father is alive, plus the arrival of Alas-Ramus, they really have no reason left to hate each other and were brought closer and closer together instead by their child.
Today, when it's just the three of them, one would think that they're a normal, love-filled family. When others are around though, they still were like before, arguing about everything and nothing, and throwing insults and death threats to each other. They never told anyone they're together officially; however, they never denied it also. He never wondered why it was like that though, that was what's normal; and to change it, would drive him further into questioning his sanity. After all, is there any other couple who would go through arguing and killing and making love on a day-to-day basis?
After being fed and getting ready for work himself, Sadao Maou sat on the couch and waited patiently for Suzuno.
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AUTHOR'S NOTE: Please be nice, this is my first Devil is a Part Timer fanfic. Please review.
To all the others waiting for me to finish my other fanfics, we'll get to that... (As soon as the ideas return, sorry for that).