Crossover Anime: How Did I Become Iruma-kun?

The cub inside the nest was completely bewildered. It could only hear the sound of something cutting through the air getting closer and closer, but it couldn't find its target until it looked up.

"Gagaga?!?!"

Even it was stunned to see Iruma plummeting straight down. It instinctively wanted to run away and fly away, but the injury to its leg made it difficult to move.

All it could do was flap its wings anxiously, while the sound of something cutting through the air grew closer and faster, like a meteorite falling from the sky.

Just before the object was about to hit the cub, Iruma snapped his fingers and calmly said, with an air of superiority:

"stop!"

Chapter 24 Still want to fight?

Iruma landed safely in front of the Golden Scissors Clan Chief's cub, and even the extremely strong pressure that had just been generated dissipated along with it.

He seemed to be lying on his side on an unseen large bed, in a comfortable posture like a reclining Buddha.

"Hahaha, what the heck? It's really that big!"

Looking at the little chick in front of him, which was bigger than a bulldozer, he couldn't help but laugh. The chick looked so silly.

Especially the mark on its head, it looks just like a succubus's mark.

He couldn't help but wonder to himself, is this a real chick? Is it authentic?

The little guy looked at the strange thing in front of him with a look of fear. It tried to catch it with its mouth, but was almost knocked away by a flick on the head.

"Gagagagagagaga!!!!"

Iruma yawned listlessly, looked at the silly bird in front of him, and said, "Understand what I'm saying!"

?! !! !! !!

The chick, realizing it could understand, widened its eyes in disbelief as it looked at Iruma. This was the first time it had been able to understand the words of these tiny creatures.

"Show me your injuries!"

Faced with Iruma's kingly command, the cub dared not disobey and could only obediently expose the wound on its foot.

The wound was so severe that the bone was even visible.

But Iruma's first thought was 'extra-large pickled chicken feet'!

'These two pickled chicken feet are so satisfying to eat~~~'

Despite his thoughts, the other party was ultimately just a little kid, and he couldn't just kill him without thinking. After all, the other party was a comedy anime.

"heal!"

Follow your words!

The wound on the leg of the youngest son of the Golden Scissors Clan chief did not even show signs of regeneration; it was so fast that it was as if it had never been injured before.

"Gah?!"

Even the little chick itself was completely bewildered, and at the same time shocked by the abilities of the strange creature in front of it.

Iruma said lazily, "Hey kid, your mom's upstairs beating up my classmate right now, why don't you go mediate?"

"After all, I don't want to bully you two."

Hearing Iruma's sinister words and feeling the faint yet terrifying pressure emanating from him, the little chick nodded repeatedly, spread its wings, and flew upwards.

Iruma lay directly on its back, which was covered in soft feathers.

"Hmm~ It feels like being rocked back and forth in a baby stroller, it's kind of hypnotic~"

Listening to the strange creature on its back talking to itself, the little chick didn't dare to say anything, only thinking about getting rid of this guy as soon as possible.

After all, it's a little scary to have it here.

The way the other person looks at me is exactly the same way I look at food!

It's impossible not to panic.

At the top of Golden Scissors Valley, Sablo and the Golden Scissors Clan Chief had entered the final stage, which was actually a one-sided crushing victory.

The Golden Scissors Clan Chief's feathers, harder than steel, could not be pierced or even budge.

But Saburo, being stubborn, just loves to force things.

He was slapped directly to the edge of the lava by the Golden Scissors Clan Chief, whose huge, blood-red eyes were now filled with killing intent.

Despite his injuries, Sablo struggled to his feet, muttering, "I will never... I will never become a demon like him!"

Even if I die here, I will have no regrets!

But the chieftain of the Golden Scissors tribe had no interest in listening to your lines. He raised his enormous bird claws high, ready to pierce through your opponent.

Looking at the giant bird claws that were about to pierce him, Sablo felt fear, but also a surge of passion, and he had no regrets!

The Golden Scissors Clan Chieftain immediately unleashed his Harvest Technique, aiming a stab at Saburo's head.

"Shh!"

Faced with such huge and sharp bird claws, even Sablo couldn't help but close his eyes, preparing to face death.

But instead of pain and death, they heard the low growl of the Golden Scissors Clan Chief.

He opened his eyes in confusion and saw that it was Iruma standing in front of him, who had grabbed the bird's claw with one hand, rendering it unable to move at all.

"You... how did you get here...!"

Iruma could still easily pick his ear and said, "I just don't want to lose a classmate. I don't want this class to lose any members~".

As he spoke, he turned his gaze to the chief of the Golden Scissors Clan, whose eyes were filled not with surprise, but with fear.

For some reason, it felt threatened with death when faced with this demon, which was no bigger than a fingernail.

The jet-black feathers, which were originally as black as steel, began to tremble.

"You have no need to interfere! This is my battle!!"

Sablo, standing beside him, bit the steel dog tag hanging around his neck and summoned his greatsword, preparing to continue the fight.

Iruma released the Golden Scissors Clan Chief's claws, and Saburo, who was regaining his fighting spirit, was easily pinned to the ground. He squatted down and said indifferently:

"That's enough!"

Sablo, however, felt not as if he were being held down, but as if he were being crushed by a mountain, unable to break free no matter how hard he tried.

Seeing that neither side was willing to stop, Iruma didn't want to use the saintly rhetoric, so he directly pulled Sablo up.

He stood there between the two sides, neither daring to make the first move, and Iruma said in a low voice:

"That's enough. Unnecessary struggles are unnecessary. A demon king is not simply someone with pure power."

"If you want to keep causing trouble, then let me join you in making a huge scene!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Iruma's clothes changed rapidly. His upper body tightened into a black bodysuit, while his lower body transformed into a battle skirt with golden runes.

Their originally jet-black hair turned white, and the oppressive force caused the entire mountain range to tremble. Their black-gold pupils made them feel suffocated.

Iruma raised his right hand high, and the terrifying force of his fist alone caused the surrounding magma to boil.

It was a terrifying sight, like a demon god descending. As the chief of the Golden Scissors Clan, a demon, he could feel the terror emanating from the other party even more directly.

The once diminutive demon now resembled a colossal monster that blotted out the sky; a mere flick of the wrist would be enough to kill it.

Sablo's greatsword fell to the ground, but he lacked the strength, or rather, the ability to control his body to pick it up.

Little did they know that cold sweat had already soaked their backs; it was pure fear of something powerful that made them unable to even muster the thought of fighting it.

Seeing that both sides had calmed down, Iruma withdrew his killing intent.

At the same time, the clothes returned to their original appearance, but they changed to the same style as the Demon King's clothes when he was a teenager.

He simply said in his own words:

"Therefore, relying on fighting is completely unnecessary."

Meanwhile, the chieftain of the Golden Scissors Clan and his children finished learning what Iruma had done.

"boom!"

To Sablo's astonishment, the Golden Scissors Clan Chief bowed his head to Iruma in gratitude.

Iruma smiled and waved, his tone gentle and devoid of any anger, saying:

"It's no trouble at all~ It's nothing, but we'll need your help to give us a ride next time!"

Chapter 25 I Define the Props

In the Demon Realm, it was afternoon, and the sky was gradually darkening.

At the end of the exam, Karuyeg, holding the attendance list, coldly gazed into the distance.