The Maou Gakuin No Futekigousha Shijou Saikyou
chapter 44's

After speaking with Melheys I returned home.

Normally, my mother takes care of the front but since the store is closed there is no one there.

"Welcome back."

A calm and indifferent voice called out to me.

Misha suddenly appeared from the kitchen.

Honestly, I was a little surprised.

"What's wrong?"

"Cooking exercise."

My mother also came out of the kitchen.

“Welcome back, Arnos-chan. Dinner will be done soon. I managed to be with Misha-chan today. ”

I'm seeing.

"You learned a lesson from my mother?"

* Kokuri*Misha nodded.

“Misha-chan says she wants to make a delicious meal for Arnos-chan. I taught him when we both had time. ”

When did they make this promise?

"Mom's gonna go finish dinner."

"I am too."

"Thank you but it's okay now Misha-chan. What remains is easy thanks to you. Why don't you stay and chat with Arnos-chan? ”

Misha thought a little and nodded.

"Or, welcome back Arnos."

My dad who just finished his work is out of the studio.

"I'm home."

“Looks like you've done something great again. The demon sword tournament, right? ”

My mother smiled at my father's words.

"Yes! Right! Congratulations, Arnos-chan. Emilia-sensei came today to tell us. Arnos-chan really is a genius. One of only 2 people selected from the class! ”

My mother hugged me tight.

It seems like they really want me to take part in the demon sword tournament if they have already told my father and mother.

"I don't know if I'm going in or not."

"Eh? Wh why? If you get good results in the demon sword tournament, it is easier to become a demon emperor. ”

That's new news for me.

"Thank you?"

Misha nodded at my question.

"The achievement is required to become a demon emperor and the result of the tournament count."

I'm seeing. Even in this peaceful era you still need strength to some extent.

"I don't have a sword, anyway."

I'll just go with it.

"If it's a sword, leave it to your father. What kind of sword do you want? ”

Even if I intend to enter it is not something I can trust my father ......

"A "normal sword is impossible because it will break in one blow. All the participants needed a demonic sword. ”

My father folded his hands and started thinking.

“That demon sword? Papa heard about them. Are they made with special metals? What kind of iron can cut anything? ”

My father's blacksmith knowledge is from the human country. Even if you say demon swords, they are not always magical. The demon sword only needed a confession to cut well.

"good. Papa's going out. "

My father's face showed a proud expression. I have a bad feeling about this.

"Now? It's dinner time……."

"It was just for a few days Isabella. Can you mind the shop? ”

My mother laughed and smiled at my manly father.

"Yes. Careful baby."

Even though he seemed excited, any sword my father made would be destroyed by the demon sword.

It's also a bit premature. I don't know if I've entered the tournament.

"Don't worry about the father of the sword."

“It's okay, it's okay. It's not about the sword. Papa just remembered he had a little bit of business to do. ”

Really true? What business do you have that requires you to go away for a few days?

The reason doesn't make sense.

"Even with the sword, this is the demon sword tournament."

"I know that. All right, papa's not active. ”

My father laughed and clapped.

"good. Protect your mother for me when I'm gone. ”

"No, wait for me."

My father just laughed and patted me on the shoulder again.

"good. Protect your mother for me when I'm gone. ”

“……… ..”

What was that?

"Dad, please listen. I-I"

My father laughed again and patted me on the shoulder.

"good. Protect your mother for me when I'm gone. ”

Is he a broken magic doll?

“……………………. Ah. Leave it to me……………"

My father gave me a thumbs up on my words.

Yare yare's. I can't follow my dad at all.

"See you later."

My father opened the door and left.

“………………….”

Fumu …… .Is that okay, I guess?

Although I can't use it in the tournament if that good sword is still going to be a good showpiece for the shop.

Even though my father wanted to grow the store, he seemed to have no intention of actually making any money.

He really works hard.

First, how can I stop my father's misunderstanding?

"All right then. Mama's gonna finish dinner. "

My mom's back in the kitchen.

"Do you not want to participate in the tournament?" Misha asked.

"The royal faction plans to defeat me using the rules even though I don't think I will lose even if the rules don't benefit me. There is no benefit if I participate. ”

Was this part of Avos Dillheavia's plan? I hope he shows his tail if things go well. If he has nothing to do with it, there's no point in me participating because I don't care about the royal faction.

If it was a worthless game, I might as well heed Melheys advice.

"come."

Hearing my words, a familiar spirit owl entered through the window.

"Go."

It immediately flew after I gave it through Mind Transmission

"Is the academy closed tomorrow, Misha?"

Misha nodded.

"Do you have a plan?"

Misha shook her head.

"Do you want to go somewhere then?"

Misha looked at me with a flat expression.

"…..Out out?"

"Well." Yeah."

Misha fell silent and thought.

"………We're both?"

"That's a problem?"

Misha shook her head in panic.

"Very looking forward to it" he said with a smile.

"Is there a place you want to go?"

"Where."

"Is there anything you want to do?"

"Anything."

Fumu's. He really has no desire.

Saying that, it's Misha. He might just hold back.

"What does Arnos want to do?"

“There's a good. You can become a slightly stronger Misha. ”

Misha blinked a little as if she was surprised.

"Me?"

"Well." Yeah."

"...... I should be boring ..."

"Even doing something boring can be fun."

Misha smiled happily.

"Good arnos."

"Thank you?"

Misha nodded.

"I'll teach you." Misha's eyes met mine "My favorite thing."

"What's that?"

"Yet. Secret."

Will it be fun tomorrow?

“……… ..”

Ms? Misha was still looking at me.

He didn't say anything, but he also didn't seem to be waiting for me to say anything.

I think he wants to ask me something.

"What's wrong? You can ask anything. "

Misha suddenly looked a bit embarrassed.

"...... What clothes does Arnos like?"

"dress? Come look. I don't care much about looks. If I had to say it might be a skirt coat. "

"Coat skirt?"

Misha looked a little surprised then spoke in a slightly agitated voice.

"……..Fits me……..?"

"Mrs?"

"Ah."

We both realized that our conversation was going in the opposite direction.

"Are you talking about clothes for you to wear Misha?"

Misha nodded.

"Even if you ask me, I don't really understand women's clothing."

"…….What color do you like?"

We talked about the clothes Misha wears.

"Let's see……. White is good. Your uniform looks good on you. ”

Misha's eyes are a bit round.

"Prefer to pants or skirt?"

“…… .That was the first time I was asked that.”

Misha stepped closer to me and looked at my face.

"Which one?"

Fumu's. He became very hard.

"I don't really understand any of them ..."

"Long pants?"

Misha looked into my eyes while asking.

"Rock?"

Misha kept asking.

"Loud clothes?"

Loud clothes? What does she mean by formal dress?

Formal clothing isn't bad, but I wouldn't say I like it.

"Light clothes then?"

I never thought about this.

He asked the question so quickly that I didn't have time to answer.

"I got it."

I still haven't answered anything except Misha who retreated.

"Arnos-chan, Misha-chan, dinner is ready—"

My mother's voice came from the dining room.

"Go?"

"... Are you done with your question?"

* Fufuu * Misha laughs.

I went to the dining room together and with Misha who was happier than usual.