Yami-Luna-Kitsune: Thanks. He's human. Right. Yeah, people act tough but when they're face-to-face with the person they're badmouthing, they turn into cowards. Right. Keep reading.
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Iruma walked over to the thief of the class and smirked, "Jazz, I need your help," confused, Jazz nodded before the two of them walked away from their classmates and Clara slightly frowned as they walked past the tree.
Sighing, she shook her head, "Don't worry," she looked up to see Alice standing beside her as he smiled, "I'm sure Master Iruma has a plan to help us get the Royal One, and he will be back before we know it, Clara,"
"I guess, Azz-Azz, but I can't hear Iruma-kins' thoughts...I don't like this an-" inhaling slowly, she lowered her head and frowned, "We better start helping Iruma-kins if we want to get a new classroom," everyone nodded as they walked away and Clara looked up again and frowned, 'Please be okay, Iruma-kins. I don't like that I can't hear your thoughts,' turning, she followed her classmates.
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Jazz and Iruma stood in front of an annoyed Naberius as the educator grunted and narrowed his eyes, "What do you fools want now? Are you willing to admit defeat already?"
"Not at all, Professor Kalego," Iruma smirked, holding up a summoning seal, "You see, we know you won't willingly give your stamp, but Eggie Familiar won't have much of a choice, would he?"
"You arrogant little pest!" Naberius snapped, reaching for the seal. Jazz smirked as the rings around his fingers began clacking together as he looking at their teach with intent in his eyes.
Iruma looked up and sighed before he turned away from the strict instructor, "Fine, you win, I won't summon you,"
He and Jazz turned to walk away when Naberius snapped, "Hold it right there," the two stopped with sweat running down their faces as Naberius placed a hand on Iruma's shoulder, "The summoning seal,"
"I wasn't going to use it," Iruma groaned as he handed the seal over to his teacher and they watched as Naberius turned and walked away. Iruma turned and smirked at his classmate, "Well?"
"Too easy," Jazz smirked, holding up a book, "Now that the hard part is over, are you sure she'll give us her stamp?" Iruma nodded as the two of them turned and walked down the hall.
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The two stood in front of a teacher with long, light blue hair as they held out the book and her eyes widened, "I-is that...Professor Kalego's personal planner?"
"Yeah, we were walking down the hall and just happened to trip over this," Jazz smiled, "We would return it to him, but he'd probably accuse us of stealing it, so we don't think we can do that,"
"So we were hoping we could get your stamp of approval and you can return this to Professor Kalego, Professor Momonoki," Morax Momonoki panted before she rapidly shook her head and muttered under her breath, "Did we forget to mention that this planner also has his hobbies as well as his likes and dislikes," Morax stared with wide eyes before stamping the slip of paper Iruma held out and Iruma handed her the planner.
"His hobbies, as well as his likes and dislikes...I shouldn't, but maybe I can take a little peak and see if I can't connect with him on a deeper level other than just colleagues,"
The two watched as their transfiguration teacher walked away and Jazz smirked as he crossed his arms, "I got to hand it to you, Iruma, I was having doubts about this plan, but you knew what you were doing,"
"Now we need to start collecting the stamps form the others before we can truly celebrate," Jazz nodded before the two of them turned and walked away.
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Kerori entered a room, carrying several pieces of paper, "Hey, i got some-ahh!" she screamed in a panic when she spotted Iruma under a pile of papers, "What happened?" Iruma moaned as he sat up and rubbed the back of his head, "What are you doing?"
"Taking a nap," Kerori sighed as she sat down and handed Iruma the papers she held, "So...we got thirty now...that's good, we're making great headway," Iruma hummed as he looked the forms over, "If we can get the stamp from the Student Council President, the teachers might follow. They respect Ameri as a student and a leader,"
"Y-you know," Iruma hummed as he looked up in confusion and Kerori fiddled with her thumbs as she looked down, "I-if I show them who I am, if I let everyone know I'm Kuromu, everyone might give us their stamp an-"
"Don't," Kerori looked up with wide eyes as Iruma sighed and stood up and stretched, "You want to keep your identity a secret, right? I'm not going to force yourself to expose your secret for a better class. Let's just handle it this way and we'll be fine," Kerori felt her cheeks grow warmer as she turned and looked away, "Well, I better go talk to Ameri and get that stamp," he walked towards the door, patting the top of Kerori's head as he passed her and she looked up with wide eyes, "Continue going around, help out if needed, anything to get those stamps, okay? But you don't have to let them know you're Kuromu, okay?" Kerori nodded as she stood up and the two of them walked out of the room, closing the door behind them.
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Iruma sat across from a nervous Ameri as the red-haired demoness stared with wide eyes, 'This isn't happening. He's here, without her...is it possible that the bond they shared is finally broken an-'
"Ameri," Iruma said coldly and Ameri jumped, "As I'm sure you heard, the Misfit Class is trying to move to the Royal One," Ameri let out a heavy sigh as she cleared her throat and slowly nodded and Iruma held up a slip of paper, "I was hoping if we could get your stamp of approval to help us reach our goal,"
"Iruma," Ameri spoke as calmly as possible, "I understand your ambitions, but what makes you believe I should help you?" Iruma took a deep breath as he stood up and walked over to her, pinning her against the chair and her eyes widened as she felt her cheeks grow hotter.
"Ameri, demons are supposed to aim for greater things, and everyone always dismisses the Misfit Class, claiming that we'll never amount to anything, and you, the Student Council President, expects us to just sit there and take it?" Ameri swallowed hard, "You always talk about a demon's ambition, and I want to show everyone that the Misfit Class is full of outstanding demons,"
Ameri nervously stamped the slip and handed it back to Iruma, "N-now you better not...disappoint me, Iruma, I expect you and your class to get the Royal One," Iruma smiled as he turned and walked out of the room, closing the door behind him, "What...was...that?" Ameri panted as she tried to calm herself down.
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Iruma walked down the hall, looking down at the newly acquired stamped slip when he heard a voice call out to him, "Iruma-kins! Hey Iruma-kins!" he stopped before he was tackled to the ground and his vision was blurred by a mess of green hair. Brushing the hair from his face, he looked down to see Clara staring up at him with tears in her eyes, "Iruma-kins, we've been busy getting stampies, and we didn't spend any time together and you went to see Lady Redhair...and...Iruma-kins, I don't know what Mr. One Eye did to you, but I don't like it an-"
Iruma patted the top of her head and Clara's eyes widened, "I'm sorry, Clara, I'll make it up to you after all of this is over," the two stood up and Iruma smiled, "Now, how about we go see grandpa and ask for his stamp?" Clara dried her eyes before nodding her head and the two of them walked down the hall.
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Sullivan, with a stern look crossing his face and Opera behind him, sat behind his desk when the door to his office opened and he looked up to see Iruma and Clara stepping inside, "Iruma, I've been hearing a lot from your teachers and fellow students. I want you to know that-"
"I'm sorry for causing trouble, grandpa, but me and Clara came here to ask if you can stamp this form so our class can obtain the Royal One," without hesitation, Sullivan stamped the slip and Iruma smirked, "Thanks grandpa, you're the best," Sullivan smiled as Clara and Iruma turned and walked out of the office, closing the door behind them.
Opera sighed, "Sir, maybe you should be a little more strict with young Master Iruma. He's-"
"I'm sure whatever is going on with my nugget of a grandson will pass soon, Opera, I don't want to be too strict with him and push him away. Besides, did you see him, he's so precious," Opera took a deep breath before turning and looking out the window.
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Clara and Iruma walked down the hall as Iruma stared down at the slip and smirked, "Hey, Iruma-kins?" Iruma looked back and arched a brow, "What...what if we don't get the new room? What will Eggie-Teach do?"
Iruma inhaled slowly before he reached over and patted the top of her head, "We'll get the Royal One, Clara, and we'll show everyone that we're not to be messed with," Clara sighed and slowly nodded before the two of them continued to walk down the hall.
Well, this would've been out earlier, I was going to squeeze the entire getting the royal one into one chapter, but I decided to chop it into two. Enjoy.