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Leshrac's POV
"Good morning Iruma." I said walking up as he arrived at school.
"Good morning." He waved back.
"You seem troubled is something wrong?" Asmodeus asked "If you're not feeling well, I can carry you."
"Carry me!" Clara cheered jumping on his back.
"I'm fine." He smiled "Shall we go to class?"
Most of our early classes were uneventful but in the later portion of the day we had a class in the green house for growing plants, this was something right in my wheelhouse.
"Magic seedlings." I looked at the pot "You hold your hand over the seedling and say the magic words and it will grow into something based on the magic you infuse it with, plants are marvelous little creatures."
"I see someone knows their Diabotany." Miss Suzy said "Though I'd expect no less from a member of the Belphegor family."
"You're far too kind." I said rubbing my hands a bit "I'm sure someone of your experience knows even more about the plants of the demon world than I do."
I held my hands up above the potted plant and sent out some magic.
"Quan-Quan." I said.
The plant seedling rose up and twisted into a small beanstalk that then sprouted leaves from which skull shaped fruit dangled.
"What a creative design." The teacher said.
"Really I feel like it's so simple, I lack the imagination for something more creative like the others." I looked around.
"It's not always about being flashy." Miss Suzy said "A practical plant, a plant with pizzazz, so long as you create something beautiful, I think it's fine."
As we were talking something happened with Iruma's plant and it grew into a massive tree the likes of which I had never seen before, it had pink leaves and practically glittered in the air as they blew with the wind.
"Though sometimes something with pizzazz is nice too." The teacher laughed.
"I don't feel bad about not making something like that." I nodded.
LATER
As the day went on a lot of people became curious and wanted to see the strange plant Iruma had grown. This included my parents who themselves were managers of a lot of the forests and plant life in the demon world.
"This is what that boy grew." My father said.
"Yes." I nodded "It's quite spectacular."
"He has talents are you sure he won't come work for us?" My mother asked.
"I think that's unlikely." I told her.
My father had a similar body type to me, skeletal in appearance and wooden in skin, this included the deer like skull, my mother was more of a satyr faun like build with hooved feet and a fuzzy lower body.
"I think I'll sketch it." Mother said as a seed under her grew into a leaf chair.
"Oh, I see we have guests." Miss Suzy came up
"It's been a while." My father nodded "While this tree is spectacular, I'm a little disappointed that the greenhouse I made such a generous donation to this school for was so unceremoniously demolished."
"Yes, it is a shame though it makes for a rather spectacular landmark." My teacher told him.
"What did you make?" My father asked.
"Leshrac made something interesting." Miss Suzy showed him my plant.
"It's rather basic." He sighed "Where's the creativity."
"I just-."
"Don't be such a hardass dear." My mother said looking up from her sketch pad "Leshrac just views things more practical than you do."
My father simply grumbled, he and mother are much more creative than I am, they enjoy making interesting plant appearances with bright flashy colors while mine are always simpler, function over form.
"I heard we had guests." Principal Sullivan floated down.
"Sullivan." My mother waved "Hello, Hello."
"Hello indeed Lyra, you as well Elken." He waved back.
"Sullivan my greenhouse is practically rubble, if that tree wasn't so stunning, I'd have it chopped down." My father said.
"Now don't say that, my adorable grandson grew that." He told them.
"Yes, Iruma, the one I mentioned to you this was his tree." I added.
"It can stay for now, only cause it's so inspiring." My Father explained "I wonder if I can grow something like this myself. Leshrac you are close with this Iruma boy, see if you can learn some creativity from him."
"Yes." I nodded.
I've never seen a tree like this in the demon world, where did Iruma learn to think up an appearance like this from?
AN
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