Yami-Luna-Kitsune: Thanks. Yeah, he'll be fine. That's true. Yeah, all she had to do was give them her stamp. He always cares for his classmates.

Enjoy the next chapter.

The students of the Misfit Class watched as Iruma placed the final forms onto a neatly stacked pile and he looked up with a smirked, "And with that, we have the approval stamp from every teacher, the Student Council President and the Chair-Demon. Now it's time to get the stamp from our own teacher," the students cheered as Iruma picked the forms up and they walked out of the room.

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The air was thick with tension in then faculty room as the educators watched on in suspense as Naberius looked over the forms as the Misfit Class sat across from him. Iruma smirked as he crossed his arms, "Pretty impressive, huh? We managed to get the stamps of-"

"You've failed," the Misfit Class stared at him in disbelief as Narbeius sighed and set the forms down, "You failed to retrieve the approve stamps from all faculty members, which include the librarian, the janitors, the shopkeeper,"

"So...you sent us on an impossible task! Knowing we would fail!" several students snapped and Naberius smirked as he crossed his arms.

Iruma narrowed his eyes as he stood up and slammed his foot onto the table, "You spiteful bastard! You could've been clear about your task instead of leading us on!" Naberius growled and narrowed his eyes as lightning surrounded Iruma and was soon replaced with a canine's mouth and Clara's eyes widened, "You arrogant-"

"Now see you, I couldn't have been clearer, it's not my fault that you didn't understand the task," Naberius sighed as his familiar vanished, "But, since you managed to get the stamps from every teacher, I can find a new classroom for you and your friends an-" before he could finish, the door opened and everyone looked back to see the janitors stepping into the room.

"Sorry to interrupt," the one of the left chuckled, holding a slip of paper, "But we're here to deliver this permission slip to transfer the Misfit Class to the Royal One,"

Naberius growled and narrowed his eyes as Iruma sighed and shook his head, "We truly appreciate it, but we still won't have enough slips to get it,"

"What's that you say? You need more?" the door opened and faculty members flooded the room and the janitor smiled, "You help everyone out so much, kid, that you got your own little fan club and we're here to help you out for once,"

Iruma smirked, "I have fans...thank you everyone!" he looked at his teacher and chuckled, "It seems that we have the papers that we need to get the Royal One, Professor Kalego," Naberius grunted in annoyance as Clara jumped in Iruma's lap and Sabro lifted them both up and placed them on his shoulders as the Misfit Class left the room, cheering.

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Days passed and students and faculty alike stood outside the giant doors leading to the Royal One while the Misfit Class looked around nervously, "Hey, cheer up kids," Robin Bars spoke, "These students are here to see the greatness you've achieved. You're super famous on campus, so enjoy the spotlight, you've earned it,"

"Yeah, but it's still pretty uncomfortable getting praised like this," Andro chuckled as everyone waved at the students around them.

Iruma, Clara and Alice walked through the crowd and walked over to Naberius and Iruma smirked, "So Professor, what did grandpa have to say when you told him that we managed to achieve the Royal One?"

Naberius grumbled and shook his head, "His response was 'They worked so hard, they deserve the Royal One. It's only taking up space, so open that classroom up for those kids.' Pesky old man,"

"Yeah, it sounds like something grandpa would say...now, how about opening those doors," Iruma smirked and Naberius growled under his breath as he and several other teachers walked over to the sealed doors.

The students and staff watched in awe as the seals began to vanish and the doors swung opened. The students cheered and Iruma led a nervous Misfit Class into the room before the doors closed behind them.

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The students looked around in bewilderment, gazing at the large interior classroom as Iruma continued walked further into the classroom. His classmates stopped and looked back in confusion and Clara tilted her head to the side in confusion, "Iruma-kins? Where are you going?"

"Is everything alright, sir?" Alice questioned, "We obtained the Royal One an-" Iruma opened alone door and smirked at the lone throne inside and he continued to walk towards it and his classmates followed.

Touching the arm of the throne, Iruma hummed and smirked, "Yes, this will do perfectly," walking in front of the throne, he turned with his arms crossed as he sat down, the smirk still painted across his lips and the students stared with wide eyes as a dark aura surrounded Iruma.

I didn't have much to go off this chapter, writer's block crept up while writing it. Anyway, enjoy.