A/N: I'm back. Sadly. I don't really know what to say about this chapter. I'm supposed to be typing up an essay but this just came to me. And since I wasn't feeling it with the essay, I thought I should just write this up before I forget it. I don't think I did a great job, but meh, I had fun writing it, so I hope you enjoy it as well.

Before you read though, to understand the whole thing, you have to basically keep in mind that in this alternate world, Maou rejected Chiho's feelings, but after a while she was completely okay and came to terms with it. I like Chiho, believe me, but this is my own world, so… Eh. I'll probably write something about that, and also something about how Emi and Maou got together and etc. You'll just have to wait and see, since I only update whenever I want.

Anyway, let's get on with it. Thanks for reading.

Disclaimer: I don't own the Devil is a Part-Timer. Also, this might contain spoilers.

That's Not True At All

Prompt: The Demon King and the Hero are finally together. How will the others react to this revelation?

"If all those marriage jokes and flirting didn't change anything for you two, I would've blasted you guys out of Japan," Urushihara muttered loud enough for anyone close to hear.

He was occupied with clicking keys on his laptop that he didn't notice the Demon King and the Hero gape at him from where they sat. The rest of the group present inside the apartment—which involved, Ashiya, Suzuno, Rika, Chiho and Laylah (who came by to talk, but got dragged into the topic and happily joined in)—could be heard snickering in the background. All of them somehow miraculously fit, seated around the small table inside the Devil's Castle.

Emi sipped her tea quietly, her head lowered and face looking pink. She was glad she left Alas=Ramus with her father downstairs with Iron and Acies, or else the situation would have been harder for her to handle. Maou glanced at her, then at everyone, speechless.

"W-what?" he asked, and cursed at himself for stuttering. "We've never… done or said any of that stuff."

Rika scoffed. Chiho giggled a little, her disbelief obvious. Ashiya, Laylah and Suzuno gave a wry smile. The purple haired general grinned wickedly. "You're making it sound like something it's not supposed to be, y'know. Is there something we should know about, Maou?"

Rika snorted. "Like your secret late night escapades with Emi, maybe."

"Rika!"

"Suzuki-san!"

The red head and the high school girl simultaneously shouted in embarrassment. Both of their faces flushed at the older girl's innuendo. She shrugged and turned to a tongue-tied Maou. The corners of her mouth twitched up mischievously. Noticing his silence, Urushihara paused his game to gauge the demon's reaction. His jaw dropped when he saw Maou's expression.

"Wait, seriously?" the fallen angel asked, surprised. "I mean, I knew you guys had some intense sexual tension hanging in the air, but damn dude, I didn't think you'd do the deed that fas—" his remark was abruptly cut off when an empty cup flew towards him and hit his forehead. "Ow, what the hell?!"

He rubbed the sore spot and followed the direction the cup came from, only to find Emi glaring at him with an aura that could kill. He gulped.

"Finish that sentence," her voice was dangerously low, "I dare you."

Urushihara laughed nervously. "Hahaha… I think I should just… go back to my game, yeah."

He returned his attention back to his device without saying a word.

Emi carefully kicked Maou under the table and successfully snapped his mind back to focus. He coughed and said to the only angel in the room, "At least, you of all people should know it's not true, right Laylah?"

The woman stared at her daughter who was pleading for her to end the discussion with her eyes. Then at Maou who had the exact same look on his face. She smiled at him as she said, "And I know of all people that what you just said is not true, Maou-kun. I may not have been here with you and Emilia for as long as the others have, but even a married woman like me can sense flirting and this so called 'sexual tension' from just watching both of you interact."

Emi sighed. "Mom."

"Yes, dear?"

"You're not helping."

"I was only telling the truth, sweetheart."

Chiho spoke up, "I was turning a blind eye to it before, but they're right Maou-san. You and Yusa-san have absolutely no filter when you tease each other."

"Chiho-chan, even you?!"

"I won't forgive you if you betray Demon King-sama, Yusa."

"Emilia, if the Demon King ever hurts you, I will make sure to put him on his place."

"Bell and Ashiya too?!"

Maou massaged his temples and felt an oncoming rush of headache. "Come on!" he said in exasperation. "As if Emi would make a move to joke around, least flirt with me! She's too embarrassed too! She'd probably enjoy humiliating me instead!"

"Hey!" the red head snapped, offended. "Speak for yourself! You're the one who's always saying things at the wrong place and the wrong time, and always embarrassing me in front of other people!"

The audience in the household quieted down and let them argue, except for Chiho who looked uncomfortable. The others knew it was futile to stop them once they've set off like that.

Maou stood up, and stared down at Emi directly. "Oh, please! Like it's my fault you get affected by the things I say!"

Emi followed his example, both now standing face to face, with the Hero pointing a finger to his chest accusingly. "So you are saying them on purpose!"

Chiho stood up as well, trying to mediate the two. "H-hey guys… Can we try solving this like normal people…?" she asked tentatively.

Emi and Maou didn't make eye contact with her.

"If Maou takes back what he said, I'll back down."

"What? Did I hurt your pride?"

Chiho wavered from their responses and slowly returned to her seat. "R-right… I'm just—non-existent in your world."

As if the auburn-haired girl didn't make that comment, and wasn't even there, the two continued to bicker. Emi narrowed her questioning eyes at him. "Tell me, is it so fun for you to humiliate me, Maou?"

The King of demons, seeming to have enough of this argument, clutched his hair frustratedly. He didn't like the glint that flashed on her eyes. "Ah, god damn it!" he blurted as he scratched his head frantically. He peered at her green pools, his face unusually red. Maou looked like he was regretting his choices. "It's because of the cute expressions you make, okay?! When I poke fun at you, you turn this shade of red and make this really adorable face that I just can't help but do it every time! Are you happy now?!"

Silence.

Rika, Chiho and Lailah brought their hands up to cover their mouth as if he just said something scandalous. The rest had their jaws dropped to the floor. Emi also had her mouth hanging open, her eyes wide, and face as red as her hair.

She couldn't form any coherent words. The only thing that came out of her lips was a sputter of, "W-what…?"

Omake:

"Am I the only one who noticed they didn't deny about doing the deed...?" Urushihara asked outloud to Suzuno.

Rika overheard his question, and said, "You might want to run, Urushihara-san."

Suzuno followed the brown haired woman's gaze, and pursed her lips into a thin line. "She's right."

"Why?"

"Because I see Emilia on the other end of the room, with a knife, and wearing an expression that, in common phrase, 'screams murder'," she said. "You should not have asked that so loudly. It seems she heard."

"Who let the Hero near the sink?!"

"I would not worry about that. You best be off getting a head start."

"Help me plead my case!" At the look on Suzuno's face, he knew she wouldn't. The Demon General glanced back at the red head. She was slowly making her way towards him. "Crap! Gotta run! Later, Bell!"

With that, he dashed off towards the exit with the Hero right behind his tail.

"Come back here, you NEET!"

A/N: I can't be the only one who loves the idea of an embarrassed Maou because of Emi. I have to admit, it's a guilty pressure of mine. I also love writing Lucifer.

Anyway, hope you enjoyed reading. Thank you for the reviews. I really appreciate them. I'm glad you guys liked the first. I'll talk to you all again next time.