On the Way Home I Got a Bride and Twin Daughters, Who Were Dragons Chapter 124

“Ah?”

Between the school building and the club building, there are now six students in this unpopular place.

Three of us, and one demon boy standing imposingly in front of the side entrance. Along with two girls who are also demons.

“U-um, did you call me?”

It seemed like he was calling out to me, so I replied.

I wonder what it is.

That boy and one of the girls looked familiar.

The dark-skinned, medium-build boy that's staring at us, or rather straight at me, is in the same class, I believe.

I think he's the one who's always sitting in the back of the classroom with his arms crossed looking all pompous.

He has an eccentric hairstyle with all his black hair swept to the left.

He has an excessive number of gold earrings shining just on his right ear, and three gold rings around his neck.

The pure white bat-like wings and the single large and magnificent horn on his forehead were undoubtedly the signs of a demon.

Standing quietly next to him was a tall, dark-skinned beauty with long hair, who is also a girl in our class.

This one had black bat wings and a jangling, ornate circlet.

“Hey, hey, hey! Keep your head high men!”

“Utchan. That's the wrong word.”

I was a little surprised by the sudden loud voice.

A small girl suddenly raised her voice and was being calmly condemned by the girl from my class.

What a loud voice.

The glass of the school building shook.

“Oh, really? Um… control yourselves party people!!!”

“Shut up for a minute, Utai.”

“I thought I'd go all out with a bang, you know?”

“It's fine so just shut up.”

This time, the boy stopped her with a serious face.

I don't know what's with the loud voice but I don't know the little black haired demon girl.

Something's not right with her physical growth.

The size of those breasts are surely off.

Why does she have breasts bigger than Mikuma at that height?

“Huh? Dailan-san and Inteirsan?”

Makio, who unlike me could remember all of his classmates' names, called out.

I can't help it.

I don't call them by name, and they don't call me by name.

In order for someone stupid like me to remember people's names, I need communication!

That's right, I remember people who seem easy to talk to, but the two people in front of me have such a 'don't talk to me' aura that I've never even approached them.

I've never even seen them talking to anyone else.

“Yes, His Highness Atol Ketsa Koatho Dailan is here in person. I'm very sorry to have to ask you all this, but could you please spare a few minutes for this garbage bug?”

“Hah?”

“Oh?”

“Eh?”

I, Gasara, and Makio, in that order, responded.

What did she just say?

“… Yes, I've taken the trouble to come all this way myself. Lower your heads and kneel down, plebeians.”

Oh, so you're just going to continue?

As if nothing had happened, the demon boy slowly approached us.

“Kayo-san! His Highness ignored you! I'm sure he heard you!”

“Utchan, it is of a good vassal and a good wife to keep quiet and follow him in these situations. Don't laugh at His Highness's minuscule pride, who is not accustomed to being arrogant to others.”

“Wow! As expected you'd make a good wife, Kayo-san!”

“Yes, well, we aren't marrying His Highness' for power or wealth, so there's no need to worry about it, right?”

“Utai! Kayone! Please be quiet!”

He turned to the women who were chatting about something serious behind him, and the demon boy called “Your Highness” shouted with tears in his eyes.

“Oh, hey, Makio. What's with these guys?”

“Ah, that's Atru Ketsa Koato Dailan-san and Kayone Ketsa Inteirsan from our class. Exchange students from the demon tribe.”

It's amazing.

I don't know how you can say such long names so easily.

That pipsqueak over there with the loud voice is in the same class as me. She introduced herself this morning as, uh, Utai?

Oh, she's in the same class as Gasara. No wonder I didn't recognize her.

If I can't even match the names and faces of the people in my class, there's no way I can remember the faces of the girls in other classes.

“Yes! I'm Utai Ketsa Inteira, the Royal Highness' attendant of the Dailan royal family, and also the fiancée of His Highness the Ninth Prince! Well done, Riot-kun!”

“Shut up!”

What's with this volume?

I couldn't help but press my hands to my ears.

Your cheeks just jiggled from the vibration of your voice!

The little big-breasted demon girl introduced herself loudly, bowing her head vigorously.

I looked next to me. Like me, Gasara and Makio were also holding their ears.

I'm sorry for the delay. I'm Kayone Ketsa Inteira, the maid in His Highness' entourage in the Dailan royal family and also the fiancée of His Highness the Ninth Prince. Pleased to make your acquaintance.”

She also bowed in a quiet and polite manner.

“And over here is His Highness, the ninth prince of the Dailan royal family. Come on, trash bug, crawl on the ground and beg for forgiveness. Oh, you don't have to be so polite, okay? He's so incompetent that he lost the right of succession to the throne to his younger brother, and he's the last in line. In fact, calling him His Highness would be disrespectful to the people of foreign countries. Here you go, trash bug, why don't you crawl on the ground and beg for forgiveness from everyone?”

“Kayone! Don't you think you should have a little more respect for me?”

The demon boy called Atol is already about to cry.

Hey, does anyone have any idea what their relationship is?

“Um, his highness? What business does he have with us?”

It's impossible to pass by a place like this by accident, you have to look for it.

The exit to the club building is on the other side of the building, and it's right behind an empty classroom.

“…. Hmph! All right! Listen up, commoners!”

Oh, you've recovered already, demon boy.

“Kazamachi Kunpei! I've come to offer you a duel! Rejoice!”

“Huh?

What the hell is this guy talking about?

Chapter end