Author's Note: Man, I should really manage my time better with certain stories. Well, here is the third chapter and I'm sorry it's taken so long to come out. I would like to say the next chapters will come out soon, but knowing myself, I can't be sure...

I've now read the second light novel which is the end of the anime. I also own the third, but I haven't quite gotten to reading it yet. Anyway, I hope you enjoy this chapter!

Chapter Three: The Devil Goes on a Date

"Look Your Demonic Highness, I'm not saying your outfit choice is bad, just… Questionable. How about I pick out your outfit again?" Ashiya spouted, scanning his lord's outfit over and over. "Perhaps you should browse a clothing catalogue from time to time, y'know, to catch up with the times."

"How is this not with the times? I brought it one month ago!" Maou sighed, defending his clothing choice. "This feels just like last time…"

Ashiya sorted through all of Maou's limited clothing and picked out an outfit in less than a minute. Maou had to be honest with himself, it was a much better choice than he had. "Here my liege, I hope you enjoy yourself on your date today!"

"Thanks Ashiya. You continue to remind me why you're my favourite demon general!" Sadao cheekily glanced over to Urushihara who was curled up in his cardboard box fort. He didn't do as much as lift his head off the ground, just let out an offended grunt. "Alright then… I think I'm off!" Maou gave a satisfied grin. With one hand on the doorknob, he turned to face his surviving generals. "Protect Castle Overlord for me during my absence."

"Yes milord, your wish is my command! Just don't spend too much!" Ashiya bowed as Maou swung the door shut as he made his leave.

"Suck up." The purple haired fallen angel spat.

Ashiya spun on his heel to look down upon the slab of meat tapping on the keyboard. "Oh yeah?! I don't see you doing anything to help milord, that's why I have to pull your weight too!"

"What a saint!" Rolling his eyes, Urushihara yawned. The kitchen general pouted, neatly folding the clothing Maou had left out.

The date didn't start for another few hours, so Chiho rested in the bath, letting the water embrace her entire body up to her nose. She blew bubbles underneath the water, focusing on their eruption to the surface. Her body was trying to contain the butterflies that were hanging around for the coming event. She had towered shampoo on her light autumn hair and let it rest while thinking over every possible scenario the course of the day could take. Some she'd die before speaking aloud.

The warm water was far too relaxing, bringing her close to falling asleep, but she'd never manage to commit with her anticipated date only moments away. She looked down her body, feeling confident. Whilst she believed she was fairly innocent, it wasn't as if she didn't have a somewhat dirty mind and used her generous body in attempts to lure Sadao. If she had it, she might as well use it!

So far, she didn't feel as though it was working too well. She had caught him glancing, but she could never be sure if that was him being interested in her or he was just absentminded. Plus, he didn't try anything when he stayed over a few nights earlier and she even tried to suggest something more than sleep, although not too well.

She watched as her toes broke the water's surface, wiggling them for entertainment. Her mind continued to wander around Maou, coming around to the kiss they shared back in the restaurant. With rose-red cheeks, she smiled, replaying the event again and again and again. She couldn't help but think that they would do it again today. If he initiated, she would surely faint. Unfortunately, he's either really dense, or the once Demon Lord has no interest in high-school girls.

Bzzt, bzzzt, bzzt, bzzzt.

Chiho jumped, water splashing over the edge of the tub. She had not been expecting the vibrations of her phone to be set off right when her mind was continuously flowing down a rabbit hole of sexuality and desires.

Almost pouncing out the bath, she grabbed her phone from the counter on the opposite side of the room. Flipping the top, her eyes scanned for a message until she realised the time. It wasn't a message alert at all, it was her alarm she'd set the night before.

1:01PM.

"Eh? Oh no!" Chiho shouted, slamming her phone down to fumble with her towel. She had set this alarm to tell her when to leave home in order to get to the park on time, but her train of thoughts made way too many stops.

Running the soft fabric over her body, she had no time to be soothed by its touch. Drying her plump body, she quickly wriggled into her underwear and dress. Her make-up was non-existent – no time! Blasting the hair drier at full wasn't enough to satisfy Chiho's urgent manner. Once settling on the somewhat dried hair, she brushed it relentlessly. Gritting her teeth, her speed increased. She knew of the damage she was doing, but a date with Maou was well worth it. Flinging on a sunhat, partially to complete the look, but also to hide some of the more… Untamed hair that sat atop her head.

Swiping the small handbag from her room, she tossed her phone in along with her wallet. Quickly spraying some perfume, slipping on some shoes and adjusting her outfit, she was out the door, snatching a larger cooling bag that she'd left by the entrance. The bath still filled with water and the towel draped over the couch, Chiho could care less about that.

She ran. As soon as the bright sun hit her pale skin, she sighed, but kept her speed up. The park was closer to her house than Maou's, but he did have the Dullahan on his side. She hoped he wasn't waiting for him, she'd feel horrible.

Those walking on the street couldn't help but have their eyes drawn to the stampeding high-schooler rushing straight towards people; barely having time to dodge a likely deadly charge. Some looked on in confusion, some watched with worry whilst others grew a smirk, gazing upon the less-than-flattering bouncing melons attached to her front.

Everything was a blur as she bolted with only one destination in mind. Even her hearing was nothing more than wind being ripped apart by the near-Olympic sprinter. If she couldn't get there before Maou, she, at the very least, didn't want him waiting too long.

The park was now in sight, the shrubbery was unlike any other kind in the Shibuya. Running towards the concrete pathed entrance, she had to dodge a few cyclists on the way. There she saw the man she was desperately trying to beat, Sadao Maou. Quickly brushing fingers through her hair in a poor attempt to tidy herself up, she walked up to the demon king.

"H-H-Hi ya!" Maou looked to his left, seeing the girl he'd been looking for. A little red faced and tired, but she was here now. "Were you waiting long? Please say you weren't!"

Maou let out a brief laugh, hands on his hips. "No, not at all." Chiho breathed a sigh of relief. "You look very nice today, Chiho." His smile and kind words lifted her heart, revitalising her spirits after exhausting them on her way over.

"T-Thank you! You look great too!" Chiho exclaimed, back standing straight.

Ashiya constantly reminds me why he's one of my demon generals… Urushihara however… Maou's thoughts gathered.

"So, shall we?" Chiho motioned towards the park's entrance. For the most part, this park was a delightful walkway surrounded by an array of foliage. At a few points throughout the walk, there were a few park benches, toilets and playground equipment. If Chiho wasn't trying to impress the man with her mature and feminine charm, she'd be up and down the slide multiple times.

Maou nodded, taking the first step onto the new concrete.

It began in silence. Simply footsteps and birds tweeting. Chiho wasn't sure what to bring up with her mind constantly being thrown back towards the moment they briefly shared at MgRonalds previously. Maou on-the-other-hand, he was scratching his head. His mind was also trying to move to a topic apart from the kiss.

Another minute went passed until someone spoke.

"Hey uh-"

"Hey oh-"

The conversation took a hit with the overlapping beginning. It ended before it even started. Or Chiho thought anyway. Maou couldn't help but laugh. These feelings were the extreme opposite to what he felt back at Ente Isla.

"W-Wha?!" Chiho tensed. It was bizarre to see her date burst out into laughter in the early stages of their date.

He wrangled his emotions and sighed, his quirk for changing reactions. "Sorry about that, Chi." The human didn't know what to say. Maou grinned, similar to his demon smile as he ended Sariel's attempted kidnapping of Emi and Chiho as well as the attempted murder of the devil king, himself. This demon smile had a different feelings surrounding it. Rather than the grin of imminent destruction or just desserts, it was a grin of confused, but happy emotions. All the demon king knew was Chiho made him feel different.

The dense lord wasn't completely stupid. Nights had been spent thinking about this reaction to her presence. It wasn't as if Emi didn't make him feel something different too, but he concluded that Emi's presence brought him irritation and worry, not smiles and butterflies.

The high-schooler had yet to speak since Maou's laughing fit. It was up to him to break the freshly formed ice. "I uh, sorry. I just didn't uh. You know, these trees are nice. We don't have anything like this in Ente Isla."

Chiho wasn't going to fall for his diversion and now she knew the laughter was something he didn't want to say to her. Is it my outfit? My hair? Me? Or did something happen to him? Was he in pain and just hiding it? Was he trying to distract me from something? Her mind raced relentlessly.

"Such a nice shade of green." Maou smiled, staring up at the gently waving leaves above.

Chiho's mind was still far from easing. He can't be making fun of me, right? No, Mr. Maou would never do that! Then what…

The demon lord turned around to face his high-school date. "You okay, Chiho? You look a little dazed."

The high-schooler snapped out of her explosive mind's ranting, eyes locking on the store manager. "Y-Yeah, I'm good…" I'm making such a fool of myself… Why can't I just act cool or mature for once!

"We could sit down if you'd like."

His hands motioned towards the lone park bench to their right, surrounded by trees. It was the perfect spot to bring out the big guns, or so thought Chiho. "Uh, yeah… Let's." She smiled, wiping her hand against her forehead.

The two of them stepped off the concrete path and made way towards the singular bench beckoning to them. The shade under the trees was lovely, giving warmth, but not forcing their bodies to cool themselves down with sweat. A small and subtle breeze blew between the tall trunks, gently blowing Chiho's hair and dress. A model or movie star was similar to how she felt in this moment.

With eye's belonging to a demon, he watched her sit down before sitting himself down beside her. "How are you feeling?"

Well, my heart is beating over the speed limit and my palms may be getting very sweaty the longer we're together… But not bad, yourself?

"I'm uh… I'm good. Thanks for your concern." She meekly smiled.

Maou laughed once again, a lot shorter this time though. "Of course I'm concerned! You're a valuable employee at the best MgRonald's in Japan!" Plus, other reasons.

It wasn't surprising that Chiho's heart froze, ready to set her shoes down neatly on the nearest roof. "Oh yeah, thanks…"

Even Maou couldn't miss that small voice crack, the tell-tale sound of disappointment. After the kiss, it was pretty damn obvious what she was hoping for. Alright, here goes. Maou gulped. "Chiho, I-"

His words were cut off by his date. More specifically, her mouth stopped his from making noise. Pressing her hands on his shoulders, her lips connected with his. It was rather brief, Chiho's face turning beet red very fast. Although, for the demon lord, it felt a lot longer than it was.

Her lips were soft, softer than the last time. With closed lips, the sweet clicking of their kiss echoed through the small forest around them. Throughout the kiss, her body was tense and Maou could figure that out from her hands squeezing his shoulders tightly. As it broke off, the slowly pulled apart, looking into the other's eyes. This lasted until Chiho had returned to her previous sitting position, then they quickly looked the opposite way.

Neither of the two knew how to break the following silence. Chiho couldn't just leave like last time, although it did cross her mind to do so.

Minutes went by under the shade of the tall surrounding trees and beneath the heavy foliage, all they could hear was their hearts beating.

"Hey uh-"

"Hey oh-"

Again?! They both screamed internally, rattling their brains.

Carefully, Maou opened his lips. Once he determined that Chiho wasn't about to speak, he spoke up. "Chiho… I want to tell you something." The girl's eyes widened, hands beginning to shake as his next words came. "I'm not too sure how to explain this, but…" He cleared his throat, the anticipation was beginning to physically hurt her. "When we spend time together, I get… I don't know, happy, I guess. I get excited and light on my feet and I'm not too sure what exactly that means, but I think it's a good thing."

The once great demon lord sat in the middle of a park in Japan, spouting about his lack of understanding of love and the connecting feelings to his high-school girl crush. With all the details, it was certainly a sight to behold. Emi, the hero of Ente Isla, crept behind the trees, attempting to listen in on the Demon. She had to be sure he wasn't up to evil, especially with the cute, impressionable high-schooler to his right. In the shadows, she tiptoed closer.

Chiho fidgeted with her fingers, feeling the weight of a confession dumped on top of her, but this was a weight she was willing to carry with her. "Basically, I feel good when I'm around you and…" He stopped himself, shuffled a little closer to his younger co-worker and lent towards her. His hand lightly pushed on her puffy cheek, twisting her head to face him. Her breath lightly brushed against his face as his lips puckered. Slowly, but surely, their lips connected once again. Blocking out the world, he pressed against her, cupping her cheeks with both hands. Chiho melted into the kiss, feeling her body lose all feeling as she levitated over the moon. Her body instinctively pushed back against him, strengthening the kiss.

Their bodies felt hot and only got hotter the deeper the kiss became. She felt faint as her fingers created small circles on the park bench. The kiss carried out, the two participants running low on breath, but it was a little too much for one of them. Chiho's lips fell from Maou's, falling down on the park bench.

"Chi-Chiho!" Maou shouted, jumping off the bench and rolling her onto her back. A large smile apparent on her face.

Emi ran out from the trees, red faced and clearly disturbed. "I knew you'd do something evil soon enough. What did you do to her?" Her fists were bundled, ready to throw a punch; or at least summon her holy weapon. "I'm sorry, Chiho. If only I stopped him sooner."

"How long have you been here? Were you watching us?!" Maou shouted back.

Throwing arms up to defend her image, she spat back quickly. "I-I was only passing by! There was no doubt in my mind that would eventually go back to your evil ways and use poor, innocent Chiho for your own selfish gain or pleasure!" Her words ripped at him furiously. "What did that kiss do to her? Weaken her? Did you absorb her energy or do you just find humour in playing with misguided high-schoolers?"

Maou softly shook her girl's worn out body. "Are you alright, Chiho?" The demon king had chosen to ignore the hero, for good reason.

"Hey! Don't ignore me!" Emi yelled out, putting her hands to her hips. "You've gone too far. I'm embarrassed that I thought you might have changed. It's time to kill you, demon king!"

The manager of the local MgRonald's shook his head, sighing and wishing for relief. "Yeah, yeah, whatever!" He brushed her off, waving his hand back and forth. Chiho's eyes slowly cracked open, letting the light flood into her vision. "Oh, Chiho! Are you okay?"

"Y-Yeah!" She bounced up, clearly panicked. "S-S-Sorry for fainting there! I sho- Emi?" Once she noticed the hero of Ente Isla in a generic fighting stance, her train of thought derailed.

The frantic redhead ran up to her side. "Are you okay? What did he do to you?" Her hand checking for a high temperature on the confused girl's head.

"I'm fine, Emi…" Chiho whispered, looking off towards her date.

Emi clicked her tongue. "I'm not convinced. We'll be leaving now and if I find anything, anything, not quite right, I will not hesitate to complete my objective." Gripping Chiho by the wrist, she began to drag her away.

For a brief moment, Chiho puckered her lips to lightly scrap by his cheek. As she was forced to follow Emi strangely powerful grip, she mouthed a few words. 'I love you'.

The demon lord continued to stand alone in the park, surrounded by the tall trees, dumbfounded by what just happened, contemplating the kiss he'd just had with his co-worker. "Huh…" He mumbled with a small, giddy smile growing.

Author's Note: Did you enjoy this chapter? I hope so! Also, I would like to know how many of you would like this story to have a smutty ending chapter. If you don't know what smut is, basically written porn. So for the last chapter, would you like some heated Chiho x Maou action or just more sweetness?

Just to give you all a heads up, I've planned for this story to have 4 - 5 chapters, so next chapter could be the last one and that all depends on what you choose!

Thank you all for reading! It means a lot to have people take the time out of their days to read my writing!