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Damon opened his eyes slowly, staring down his snout at the filth before him, a Succubus, a Yuki Onna, and a little witch all trying to seduce a human, the succubus actually shirtless and hugging the human to her breasts. He growled loudly, and they all stopped, looking over at him as he raised his head.

"Shut up!" Damon growled. "You're all annoying."

"You're awake!" Tsukune smiled.

"Don't you dare think you have the right to speak to me, human!" Damon snarled.

His eyes flicked to Mizore, who was staring at Tsukune. He narrowed his eyes before stopping himself, inhaling slightly. He could sense something else's influence in his brain. He sighed slowly. He wasn't going to be controlled by anyone. He just needed to remember who he was.

"Tsukune," Damon finally growled as his memories began to trickle back to him. "Where is Moka?"

"She left to get Lilith's Mirror from Ishigami Sensei," Tsukune said.

"Then why are you not going after her?" Damon asked.

"I'm trying to help the others," Tsukune said.

"Take them with you," Damon said. "Except Mizore. She stays here."

"Why?" Mizore asked. "I want to go with Tsukune."

"Did I ask what you wanted to do?" Damon growled.

"It's alright, Mizore," Tsukune said. "Stay here."

"Damon?" Ruby asked as Tsukune, Yukari, and Kurumu left. "M-May I stay too?"

"I want you to go with them," Damon said. "Help Tsukune."

"R-Right," Ruby nodded. "I'll be back soon. Is that okay?"

"It's fine," Damon said.

Ruby nodded and formed her wings, flying after the others. As she did, Mizore walked over, crossing her arms, her ice claws resting on top of her arms. Damon reached out, pressing a claw to her forehead and a flash of red light shot out before her claws retracted.

"You...thank you," Mizore said, looking around. "Is it okay if I go help the others now?"

"They don't need your help," Damon said.

"I know, but I want to be there for Tsukune," Mizore said.

Damon watched her for a moment before sighing and nodding. "Go then. And ask Tsukune to bring me a new set of clothes from my room before he comes back."

Mizore nodded and turned, running after the others. Damon sighed, curling up and resting his head on the ground beside himself. After a moment, the headmaster stepped out of the trees, raising an eyebrow at Damon.

"You were caught up in the light?" the headmaster asked.

"Buzz off," Damon said. "I have no patience to speak with a so-called Demon God."

The headmaster chuckled. "So you really do know who I am. Interesting. Why are you here instead of helping your friends?"

"I don't have friends," Damon growled. "I'm a Fire Devil."

"I beg to differ," the headmaster said. "You may be a Fire Devil, and you may believe you have no friends, but I believe Tsukune and the others see things differently. They all see you as a friend."

Damon huffed, smoke curling out of his nostrils. "Just get lost. They'll have Ishigami caught within a few minutes."

"Oh I know," the headmaster smiled. "I'm not very concerned about that. I'm more interested in you. You retain all of your parents memories, correct?"

"So?" Damon asked.

"So there's something I'd like to ask you about what your father did many decades ago," the headmaster smiled.

Damon stared at the notice in silence. The school, which had been heavily damaged in the incident, was going to be shut down for repairs. They were all being sent home. He sighed. Maybe this timing was perfect. He needed to deal with some things back home anyway. He followed the rest of the crowd outside and watched them pile on the busses. He didn't need to ask the others. They were all going to follow Tsukune home, because they all wanted to meet his family as his girlfriend. Damon sighed.

"You're sure about this?" the headmaster asked. "You know what it'll mean."

"It'll mean nothing different than the way things are now," Damon said. "Nothing will change. It'll just keep them from starting a war again."

The headmaster nodded as flames spread from Damon's feet, forming a spell circle around him. "Good luck."

Damon grunted, just before a column of flames exploded up around him, then faded, leaving nothing but a circle of scorched earth behind.

"Such an unpleasant teleportation spell," the headmaster mused. "Oh well. if it avoids a war, it's worth it to let him go home for a while."

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