Even the Demon King is worrying about another world today.

He was a demon

My lord, it's one thing for your demon subordinates to flatter you, but what's wrong with this human? Looks like he's gotten addicted to it!

"I think this person's skills are just average..."

"Although Hedis said his magic was the capacity of a well, it's hard to believe just by saying it."

"In actual combat tests, it took several moves to defeat the enemy, unlike Xi Lili and Hedis who won in one move."

Several trainees whispered among themselves.

Akman smiled broadly, casually touching the small earring on her earlobe: "Everyone, please don't doubt it. This is the result of a joint discussion among the academy's higher-ups. A circle in the magic test can indeed represent a lot. Since the blue light emitted by the crystal ball was indeed very strong when Mikayi took the test, we will temporarily define it as the size of a lake."

"A lake?!" A collective gasp of surprise rippled through the crowd.

It's no wonder they were surprised. You see, the sheer size of Hedis's 'houses' was astonishing enough, and as for the lake, almost no one could compare.

It's somewhat understandable that elves or dragons possess such a vast amount of magic power, but for a human, such terrifying magic power could only be possessed by the top adventurers or emperors.

If someone else had said that, it might have drawn a lot of criticism. But the very thing that came out of the mouth of a succubus was...

Succubi possess an alluring voice that can subconsciously manipulate people into believing, and Akman was also a mentor. Therefore, although there were some doubts among the crowd, they were fleeting, and everyone quickly accepted Mikayi's S-rank rating.

Renee skillfully distributed the test result sheets with her magic. The students carefully studied their sheets, which contained not only their test scores and levels, but also guidance from the instructors based on the unique characteristics of each academy.

"That concludes today's class meeting." Akman stretched, her latex suit accentuating her flawless figure. "Tomorrow we'll have my physical education class. Are you all ready, little darlings?"

Akman said with a smile.

The students, who were still studying the rating chart intently, perked up their ears and excitedly looked up.

"Ready!" The crowd cheered.

Akman winked at Mikaela, her eyes gleaming with an indescribable excitement. After doing this, Akman smiled and left with Renee beside her.

That look in his eyes...

Mikayi shuddered. He couldn't help but feel a sense of unease about tomorrow's physical education class.

Everyone was already used to their homeroom teacher, Renee, being taciturn. From the moment she entered the classroom until she left, Renee didn't say a word and remained sullen the entire time.

107 The Demon King's Seven Days a Week

"Oh~ what does Master's rating sheet say?" Kuro propped his head up, his fine, fluffy ears tickling Mikayi's face.

“…It’s nothing.” Mikayi calmly covered the evaluation form on the table, preventing anyone who came closer from seeing it.

He only read the first few sentences.

The handwriting was left by Akman, and it began like this: "Dear Mikayi, your magic is merciless and boundless! Your strength is unparalleled! Your existence is..."

When Mikayi got to this point, he had already lost the desire to continue reading.

"Hmph, you stingy person!" Kuro complained.

"Hmm? Kuro is actually A-rank?" Hedis leaned closer and thought for a moment. "Although I heard it's the magic of the ram's head, maybe it's because the actual combat test was so unexpected that he got extra points."

Kuro wagged his tail and chuckled, "Heh heh, of course. From now on, the position of the first dark mage in the Lyon Empire will be mine!"

“As the daughter of that Nek, Miss Kuro might very well become the strongest dark mage,” Hedis nodded in agreement.

He then glanced at Mikayi a few more times: "If your master doesn't hinder your career path... after all, getting married and having kids takes a lot of time..."

"Huh?" Kuro didn't react for a moment and was puzzled.

“Hey… I’m saying…” Mikayi had obviously overheard their conversation, and he slammed his hand on the table and stood up.

Seeing that things were going badly, Hedis quickly changed the subject: "But speaking of which, it's actually a lake...? It seems I underestimated the size of the well opening."

“If it’s a lake… then wouldn’t that already be at the Emperor level? After all, Lyon’s Emperor magic power is only equivalent to a lake.” Hedis said thoughtfully. When he mentioned Lyon’s Emperor, a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

“If the Empire finds out about this, they will definitely send people to investigate immediately,” Hedis continued. “However, given the magnitude of this matter, the Academy will likely verify it thoroughly before reporting it.”

Mikayi didn't want to dwell on these things at all. He shrugged and said, "Sigh, let's not worry about those trivial matters. Let's go to the cafeteria for dinner, and then go to sleep."

If he could, Mikayi really wanted to go back to Hell and sleep for tens of thousands of years. Lately, he gets a headache whenever he looks at a book, and dizzy whenever he listens to a lecture. He even wonders if his brain has reverted to its earliest form when he was studying on Earth.

Perhaps this is what is known as school syndrome.

As Mikayi spoke, he took the lead and walked ahead. Kuro jumped off the stool and obediently followed behind his master.

Hedis shook his head and sighed, "I really envy people like you who are naturally beautiful, with nine percent..."

"Nineteen percent of your talent is innate; the rest requires only one percent effort."

Mikayi paused, turned around, and said, "What if I relied on 99% effort and 1% luck?"

Mikayi smiled and glanced at Hedis, then turned back and walked ahead.

Hedis touched the badge on the hilt of his sword, then looked down at his feet. Although everyone's experiences are different, the look that Mikayi had just given him made it seem as if the other person had experienced too many joys and sorrows.

This deep and somber gaze is like a boulder submerged at the bottom of the deep sea, calm and undisturbed despite having weathered countless storms.

That can't be right... We're all teenagers around twenty years old, right? Even if our experiences are different, at least we shouldn't be that far apart in age.

Hedis banished his thoughts and followed.

-

A magic lamp was turned on in the dimly lit office.

Two figures, one tall and one short, walked in.

Akman sat down in the homeroom teacher's seat without any hesitation. She pulled open her tight-fitting latex suit and fanned herself inside.

"Phew, it's so hot." Akman fanned her neck and breathed out. "Brainwashing those guys is really exhausting. And you can't just extract their souls, subdue them, and put them back in."

"If we do that, those guys will become like zombies, which will definitely arouse even more suspicion."

Akman muttered to herself, while Renee stood beside her without uttering a word.

"Sigh, those who can use powerful magic but have to control their own magic are the most difficult to deal with. One wrong move and they'll be killed off, and then you have to clean up the mess. If you don't brainwash them enough, you're afraid their memories will come back. It's just like my feelings; I can't let them overflow too much, but I can't completely control them either. Sigh..."

Akman sighed repeatedly, "I really want to learn the Demon Lord's move, 'Becoming an idiot.' That kind of reconnecting neurons must be pretty reliable, right? After all, it's the Demon Lord's magic..."

Upon hearing the words "Demon King," Renee raised her head and stared at Akman.

She wasn't looking at Akman anywhere, but at that small black bat earring.

"Oh~" Akman pretended to just realize. She suddenly realized this was the hundredth time she'd touched her earlobe today. "You're concerned about this, aren't you?"

Akman laughed and said, "Oh dear, this was just given to me by the Demon King. You can feel the magic on it, right? Not just the earrings, but also this whole outfit of mine!"

Akman said, unbuttoning her latex suit to reveal most of her chest. Of course, she only showed it to Renee a few times before carefully putting it back on.

"Little Renee, don't be so selfish. The Demon Lord was the first to make you a schoolbag. We had a deal, you know. Until the Demon Lord makes a clear statement, the Demon Lord belongs to everyone. And we'll share it equally..."

"You, me, Chani, Necromancer Celia, um... let's also include Winter Frost Phoenix Ottilia and Insect Queen Sestiem. We six female Hell Apostles are sharing the Demon Lord's territory equally."

Akman counted on her fingers.

"If we calculate it according to the seven days of the week for humans, then the Demon Lord can get one day for each person. Monday to Saturday, umm... let the Demon Lord rest on Sunday. After all, he is a man, and men need rest."

"So, Renee, you shouldn't be angry right now. Well, although I have one more item in my latex suit and one more in your backpack than you do in your backpack."

Akman rested her elbows on the table, cupping her face in her hands. It was hard to imagine that this great succubus, when she smiled slightly, resembled a pure young girl in love.

Renee gripped the strap of her backpack, pouted, and looked utterly frustrated: "Tell me in detail what happened this afternoon."

108, are you there? Want a cup of cat milk?

The office room was tightly closed, with a few magic lamps illuminating the dim interior.

Akman blushed and quickly recounted what had happened that afternoon. Of course, there was some exaggeration involved.

She placed one hand on her chest and gestured with the other.

"At that moment, the Demon King rushed over and stomped that bug to the ground. The Demon King held me and asked if I was hurt. Oh, you know how comfortable the Demon King's embrace is. Beneath his chest, a strong heart was beating right next to my ear."

Akman closed her eyes and spoke with great emotion.

"The Demon King took off his clothes and wrapped them around me, afraid that my young heart would be hurt..."

"And then, you know what, the Demon Lord actually took off my clothes too, ah... my skin was completely exposed!"

"Rounding it up, we can say that we've already had a completely frank conversation!"

Akman spoke earnestly, gesturing with both hands as if to hug someone. Her face was full of enjoyment.

Sensing a powerful surge of magic gathering, Akman squinted one eye to look over.

The phoenix above his head was gradually taking shape.

The fiery red phoenix illuminated the room as if it were ablaze. Gradually, the bright flames dimmed, and the fiery red color was mixed with darkness, forming a deep, dark red.

The dark red flames no longer had any amazing healing effect; the warm healing fire flowed out scalding hot, igniting some wooden items before even touching the furniture, demonstrating the flames' extreme destructive power.

The flames crackled and popped, the leaping flames seeming excited about what was about to happen.

“Phoenix…” Renee’s lips moved slightly as she softly uttered, “Change form…”

"Slaughter".

"Ahhh! Little Renee!!" Akman was startled, sensing something was wrong.

She pounced straight on.

Renee's small body was engulfed in dark red flames. Akman, ignoring the scalding heat, pounced on Renee and pinned her to the floor.

The flames on Renee instantly enveloped Akman as well, but fortunately, the latex suit Akman was made by the Demon King himself, and its defensive power was enough to withstand most of the flames.

Akman pressed on Renee's chest, as if performing some kind of CPR. Calming black magic spells were poured onto Renee's body, one after another.

Akman shouted as she tried to save him.

"That's not true! Ah! I'm telling the truth! I'm telling the truth!!"

Akman panicked. If such terrifying flames were to leak out of the house, it wouldn't be as simple as just brainwashing a dozen or so high-ranking academy members. It could mean a massive brainwashing of the entire empire. More importantly, if this incident caused the Demon King distress, then the two of them would have suffered a great loss!

-

The cafeteria was quite noisy. The cow-shaped maid pushed a food cart and brought over the food ordered by the three of them.

"Sir, your tea."

The cow maid bent down, and the large bell hanging around her neck jingled with her movement.

Mikayi stared at the cup of tea with tea leaves still floating on top and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.