Crossover Anime: How Did I Become Iruma-kun?

The malt-yellow cookie shapes are based on the heads of the demons they know, and they look incredibly cute.

This was all thanks to Iruma's constant, secret use of magic to provide indirect assistance; otherwise, who knows how things would have turned out. It was terrifying for him, and he couldn't relax for a moment.

My youth has burned out.

At this moment, Iruma sat slumped on the stool, his body turning ashen. He never imagined that there could actually be such a cooking idiot.

Do people who can make a mess of a dish just by looking at a recipe really exist?

"It smells so good, let's wrap it up first~"

"Okay, Emery~"

Upon hearing this, Iruma forcibly restored his health, stood up, and helped Amelie pack the cookies. Before long, the two of them had finished packing all the cookies.

"Who does Emery want to give it to?"

Faced with Iruma's question, Emery lowered her head shyly, then handed him a bag of cookies, saying, "I want to give you the first one."

"Thank you, I think the same thing, Emery~"

Iruma gently placed the cookies he had packed into Amelie's hand. Amelie shyly looked up and met his gaze. The atmosphere between the two was always like icing sugar, making even breathing feel sweet.

"!"

Emery tiptoed and gently kissed him, which made Iruma pause for a moment. Then, the gentlest smile appeared on his face, a complete contrast to his previous madness when fighting the demon.

Opera, who was hiding behind the door taking photos, had her eyes shining and accurately captured that wonderful moment.

"This is truly incredible, absolutely incredible!"

Although he knew their relationship was unusual, Opera didn't expect it to develop so quickly, completely exceeding his expectations. He thought it would just be holding hands and hugging, but now they've already kissed.

It seems like they'll be getting married on the spot soon.

That evening, Opera and Sullivan secretly looked at the photos in the study. Sullivan, in particular, was so excited that he turned into a hard-boiled egg and ran around wildly.

"Iruma!"

"Iruma!"

"Iruma has a girlfriend!!!"

"Wuhu!"

"Should we just get engaged?"

"That's too fast, Lord Sullivan. We should have waited for Lord Iruma to bring it up himself."

"I'm so excited! I'm so excited!"

Sullivan, however, was completely unaffected, immersed in his own excited world. The moment Amelie stood on tiptoe to take the picture was truly thrilling.

next day

Clara arrived at Sullivan's mansion early in the morning and called out into the house, "Iruma-kun~~~!"

After changing back into casual clothes, Iruma walked to the window and saw Clara, that silly girl, standing outside the door waving at him, holding a black invitation in her hand.

After giving the biscuits to the visiting Bako, Iruma took Clara in a carriage to Asmodeus's house.

Soon the carriage arrived at the huge manor, where white flowers were planted in an orderly manner in various places, and a strange fragrance could be smelled as soon as the carriage doors were opened.

The pristine white palace gives it the feel of a princess's castle.

Clara jumped out of the car, her face beaming with excitement as she looked around, shouting excitedly, "Devi. Devier. Deviest!!!"

As the door slowly opened, Asmodeus, dressed in casual clothes, had been waiting at the door for a long time. He excitedly greeted Iruma and said, "Welcome! I've been waiting for you for a long time, Lord Iruma!"

"Excuse me, Az~"

"Come in, Lord Iruma, everything is ready."

"Oh~ This is a little gift for you~"

Iruma handed Asmodeus the cookies he had made the day before.

Seeing Iruma, who had returned to his original appearance and given him a gift, Asmodeus was overwhelmed with gratitude: "A gift from Lord Iruma!"

"Oh, it's okay, you both have them."

As they spoke, the two turned to look at Clara, only to find that she had somehow become fully covered in toys, looking completely dazed.

Are you Little Dumb?

Iruma was truly speechless. This feeling of taking care of a child was making him feel extremely uncomfortable. Fortunately, Clara was quite obedient, otherwise it would have been a real headache.

Clara was ready to go. Her slippers propelled her out, and she explored Asmodeus's house with lightning speed, like the Flash, from every room to the atrium, and even the roof and various decorations.

Seeing Clara having so much fun, Iruma shook his head helplessly and said, "Don't go too crazy at other people's houses, Clara~".

Asmodeus simply smiled at this: "I don't care about this disappearance, because Iruma-sama and I are both Black (5)!"

Upon hearing this, Clara, who was still Darete (4), froze on the spot. Only then did she realize that she was now the only one in the trio who had not yet reached the Black (5) level.

Asmodeus finally redeemed himself and laughed, “What you (4) did as Dareth is of no use to me at all!”

"Because I'm black just like Lord Iruma (5), hahahahaha!"

Seeing Clara's panic, Asmodeus felt even more pleased. He strode up to her with an air of indifference and said, "You are Darette, and I am Black. We are people who can stand shoulder to shoulder with Lord Iruma!"

"It has to be me!!!"

Clara, petrified, puffed out her cheeks in anger and immediately pounced on Iruma, quickly lifting her head: "Iruma, give me the ticket, I'll change it to Darette for you!"

Asmodeus immediately pulled her down: "Don't be rude to Lord Iruma, you bastard!"

"Lord Iruma, let's forget about that idiot for now and go have afternoon tea~"

Helpless, Iruma could only drag Clara by her legs and carry her to eat dessert. Iruma was always puzzled by the fact that others liked to ride on his neck. What was so special about it?

At this rate, it could cost two yuan per ride for a rocking horse.

After the usual desserts and tea, Clara immediately settled down and began to enjoy various desserts and jellies.

The three of them finally went to Asmodeus's room for a visit, but the moment they entered, Iruma wanted to call the police.

He treasured all the merchandise and records from his fierce battles, along with newspapers and photos taken without his knowledge, and sealed them up in plastic, hanging them all on the wall.

The three of them played until sunset in the afternoon before finally stopping.

Iruma sat cross-legged in front of the two, looking at them sitting upright and serious, and said, "Asmodeus, your performance at the Harvest Festival was perfect, and Clara also showed me a different kind of growth. I'm really happy~!"

Hearing Iruma's praise, the two of them were filled with barely suppressed excitement, almost jumping up from the ground and rushing to the ceiling.

They never expected to be constantly watched by Iruma during the harvest festival.

"You two are my best friends~ Li!"

Chapter 146 Extreme joy leads to sorrow

Winter morning

Iruma was forced to change into the winter clothes that Sullivan had prepared for him, wrapped up in layers upon layers, making him look like a walking rice dumpling.

If it were Shalit in front of him, he would have run away long ago. No matter how many layers he wears, the temperature remains constant. Even if he wears only a short-sleeved shirt, he won't feel any temperature difference.

Sullivan, beaming with excitement, said from the side, "To keep warm! It's getting cold~ Should we wear a few more layers?"

Upon hearing this, Iruma shook his head repeatedly: "No need, Grandpa, that's enough."

His current outfit is already outrageous enough; if he wore a few more layers, he probably wouldn't be able to walk, especially with those oddly designed clothes that are practically indistinguishable from a floral cotton-padded jacket.

Just as Sullivan was about to get more clothes, he heard Asmodeus and Clara calling from outside the door.

"Here comes Iruma-kun (adult)!!!"

Upon hearing their voices, Iruma grasped at a lifeline and quickly ran towards the door, waving to Sullivan and Opera behind him.

"I'm leaving first, Grandpa and Opera!"

Iruma rushed out of the house and the two quickly left the home, while Opera took the opportunity to take another commemorative photo.

Not far after the three of them walked away, Asmodeus handed Iruma a pair of glasses and said, "Lord Iruma, please use these. These glasses are not meant to attract attention. Remember the lesson from the King's Classroom last time, this time we will definitely not draw any attention!"

"What's more, Lord Iruma is the demon that the young king and the first-year students admire and worship. If they see Lord Iruma, they will definitely rush at him all at once!"

"really."

Iruma showed no modesty about this, after all, he was already admired by countless people before he became the young king, and this time he achieved an absolutely impossible feat.

666666 points!

This score practically exploded in the entire school newspaper of Babylus overnight; no one could have predicted that this year's Harvest Festival would be so wild.

In particular, the fight between Iruma and the Demon God was so intense that the entire newspaper was dedicated to his story on both sides, and no other events were published.

After putting on contact lenses, Iruma and the two quickly flew towards Babirus.

When the two arrived at the school gate, they saw Rito, Goemon, and Kamui surrounded by demons. The three could only let out shrill screams as the demons touched and photographed them.

The three of them kept calling for help, but the demons around them only surrounded them more frantically, seemingly having no intention of letting them go.

Iruma looked at the three of them speechlessly. These three were so vain that it was hard not to give them the middle finger.