When Demon Child Become Human

When Demon Child Become Human
␑| Spare Time


Controlled .. maybe that's why it's hard to reach your own mind. When in this world, the body is lighter than usual. Moreover, everything that happened felt very real even the pain and feeling in the heart---


"Red, you're not typing? Another week of re-grade data collection and sparing, it's better that this kind of problem you immediately solve so as not to bother."


I was stunned and turned to the right. Crist was still sitting with his head on the table, looking at me.


Controlled or not, it is still undeniable that I have committed a great sin. Why are you busy thinking about that? Monsters are monsters, and no one can guarantee I won't get out of control.


But at least I need to be more careful.


"Ah, sorry. Thank you for helping to make the arena damage report. I'm a little confused because the case is not against hybrids."


The young man laughed, then clasped both hands as headrests until his glasses were slightly raised. "Other times should be more careful to control your powers."


I exhaled a long breath. A little leaning in to take the report more seriously with the laptop I borrowed from Crist.


Yesterday's incident about Arthur possessing Fate's body I can't tell you about and must clear up the matter. I also don't want to get Fate involved, he will definitely be suspicious especially his instincts are very sharp, can-can investigate what really happened.


"You haven't mentioned the extent of the damage, just put it in paragraph three after explaining where the crime scene is," said the young man beside me, pointing to a laptop screen.


Nodding small, I did as Crist suggested-ah did, after which this had to ask Professor Kaidan for his signature and hand him over to the Gear Department staff. I don't know if I'm surprised what he is.


I snort. Again must trouble the guardian teacher, even during the academy during the holidays.


"You guys, it seems like you've been getting closer for a long time."


A distinctive shrill vowel sounded. I glanced and saw Cecil sitting on the bench in front while eating some chocolate sticks.


The club is really crowded now because all the members are gathered. A total of eight people in the main hall, other than Fate. I don't know where he is, maybe in the Lucian Mansion. Come to think of it, out of all the disciples, only Fate stayed with Head Master Lucian.


Hmm, about why ....


"Ahahaha, huh? I'm grateful to finally be getting close to Red." The sentence succeeded in making me surprised and immediately turned to Crist.


"Huh?! Why ... me?" I asked a little by pointing at myself.


"Because you're hard to approach" she replied casually by commenting on a knotty smile.


No, I mean .. Why should I? Of all the students at Vaughan, there are better people; why choose me? Aaaa, again the mind sailed out of nowhere. Must complete this report as soon as possible, especially having borrowed equipment belonging to others.


With a slight nod, I continued the work. The sturdy hands began to dance over the keyboard in soot-eyed sweeping lines word by word.


Haah, it's finally over. I leaned on the bench and did a little stretching.


"If it's done ... here, let me print the document," said the young man, starting to get up from sitting after his blue eyes finished combing through every paragraph on the screen.


"Aaa, but this is my-my--" report"


"But this is my laptop, and I promised I'd help you anyway, right?" And Crist took his laptop, tore the inn away from my faithful self in a daze as if to grab him.


I ended up passing and breathing.


"Ih, you know, you should be grateful that there are people as good as Crist to help you," Cecil said by pointing right in front of my face using a half-out chocolate stick.


Eh, since when has he been standing on the side? I was a little surprised to the point of turning back because I didn't expect it.


Not yet had time to reply to what he said, suddenly the club chairman came and embraced the little girl with his usual ruckus. "Cil, take a holiday like this, take a walk!"


Ah, I felt sorry for Cecil for a long time. Daniel always forced himself. Will other clubs be this crowded? Maybe ... more, because a maximum of one club can accommodate twelve people, while Club Dion only has nine members. What else an elite club like Mercy, a lot of people who want to join them, must be crowded.


Until I felt a pat on the shoulder, my reflexes turned back. Crist came along with thrusting a piece of paper. "This. I'm sure Mr. Kaidan is in his room."


I took the document and checked it. .. yes, it is appropriate. "Thank you, Crist."


The one answered with a smile. If you recall, Crist was a good man. Even before Fate came he was always helpful and trying to get close to me. I didn't realize it and ended up passive. Yet this young man until now had not changed; it remained as warm as it used to be; it was still on the side.


For some reason, I felt a little blush.


"Eeem, I .. go first."


"Yes, don't forget to come back for lunch" he said casually, returning to his table bench.


It seems like I'm the only one who thinks too much. Maybe one day, I'll properly say thank you to Crist. Before that, having to solve this problem began to get out of the chair and leave the club building.


Outside .. many. Now the holiday time and all students and staff were released, it was only natural.


I need to see Professor Kaidan immediately.


As he walked down the path on the side of the academy park, someone called out to me from a distance. His voice was faint but it sounded heavy. I was scared like the incident with the student back then; not responding and making it difficult, so this time I turned my head-eh, Professor Kaidan! He smiled at me with his cell phone in his hand.


I hurried up and took a step toward him. "Professor Kaidan! I happen to be looking for Father."


"What's up, Red? Tumben was excited, "he replied, putting a cell phone in his pants pocket.


"This ... arena damage report, I need Mr.'s signature." I handed the documents.


He raised his eyebrows. "All students were released, and staff prepared to do a re-grade record. Some clubs are even in the process of data collection, your club is one week away. I don't remember giving you a mission."


"Umm, not because of a mission or a fight with a hybrid but .. an accident."


He gripped both of my shoulders and looked worried. "Accident?! Oh my boy, what's up?"


"No-no, I'm fine. Yesterday tried to use the sword again and .. there was a slight accident, hehe. Details I've mentioned here."


He took the documents I submitted and read them carefully. A while later, Professor Kaidan rubbed his tired face and let out a long breath.


The document explained that I returned to wielding the sword right after opening the Swordmaster Class. Because of the great power and low control, I ended up giving some damage to the library balcony.


In reality, it happens, right? I returned to wielding the sword, another detail about Metatron bringing back the soul of Fate-Arthur-adopted father into the body of his own son I did not explain. More precisely can't.


"Red, if you're trying a new weapon why not go to the Training Center Building?"


"That's because .. I didn't expect it either." No, I can't lie; I can't explain any further. Ends in silence and links fingers.


The breath then. "Yes already. Later you come with me to check the scene of the crime. Personal problems must be solved on their own. The Gear department definitely won't bother, what else in the rearrangement period."


It's dyed my mind.


"When the grade is rearranged, can I replenish the student's identity?" I immediately leaned in. Professor Kaidan looked surprised that both of his brown eyes were blotted out over the red tinge on his face.


I continued saying in the semringah reelagat, "I .. already have a name!"