Why is the Demon King like this?

Chapter 100 Inarius

Both Keisuke Ao and Chizuru Shiraishi found it difficult to explain what the kiss truly represented.

Is it an impulse born from the perfect combination of emotion, occasion, and timing, or is it a genuine expression of spirit and love?

It seems that neither is entirely true.

"You bastard, don't get too cocky!" Shiraishi Chizuru covered her mouth, wobbled up from the bedside, her cheeks were frighteningly red, but her voice was unusually loud.

"In our adult world, kissing is completely trivial!"

"Really? Then let's do it again."

"No way! Your kissing technique is terrible!"

Chizuru Shiraishi began spouting classic nonsense, and even grabbed things from the table and threw them at Keisuke Ao.

"I'm warning you, if you dare kiss me again, I'll—!"

"So what?" Aoki Keisuke leaned forward abruptly.

Shiraishi Chizuru was so frightened that she covered her head with her hands and squatted down, her bright red ears peeking out again.

"Aaaaaah!"

A refreshing laugh came from the hospital bed. He leaned over the bedside, looked at the curled-up Shiraishi Chizuru, and said, "I promise you, Dr. Shiraishi, if you don't want to, I absolutely won't do anything reckless."

Upon hearing this, Hyakushi Tetsuko's ears turned even redder—she had just closed her eyes on her own initiative.

"You idiot, you shouldn't have tried anything reckless in the first place!"

"Ultimately, it's all because Dr. Shiraishi is too adorable." Aoki Keisuke didn't finish his sentence, which was, "Shiraishi himself lost his sense of propriety, repeatedly and unconsciously hinting at and disturbing him."

His actions this time were definitely not solely due to his own reasons.

Chizuru Shiraishi raised her head in disbelief, glaring angrily at Keisuke Ao.

"Is it still my problem?"

Keisuke Ao immediately nodded: "Because you're so cute."

"----hateful."

Chizuru Shiraishi was the first to cover her face and admit defeat.

Originally, in order to protect Shiraishi Chizuru's safety, Ao Keisuke was going to let her stay at his house, where there was a magic circle.

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As a result, the female doctor, who had just lost her first kiss, refused to go, fearing that she would be giving herself away for nothing.

"The trust between us is completely shattered," Shiraishi Chizuru declared resolutely. "From now on, I won't cook lunch for you anymore!"

"Oh, that's a real shame. There was going to be a good show to watch these days." Ao Keisuke shook his head.

Shiraishi Chizuru gritted her teeth, wishing she could jump up and punch him a couple of times. But she would have to wait until she secretly learned all of Ao Keisuke's abilities before she could turn the tables and become the master.

"Want to see?"

"In no mood!!!"

"Alright, alright." Aoki Keisuke said in a doting tone, dismantling the ladder that had been used to help Shiraishi Chizuru step down from the stage. "Thank you for the treatment, Dr. Shiraishi. I feel much better and can go home by myself."

"Get out of here! I should have left work a long time ago!"

"Yes, yes."

In the end, neither of them said what their current situation or relationship was.

Behind this kiss lies a slight unease, at least a desire to maintain the usual "intimacy".

Keisuke Ao secretly shaped the twilight into a flower from another world and hid it in the protective charm on Chizuru Shiraishi's body.

"But if you can't help it, just call my name."

"Don't underestimate adults!"

At the door, Aoki Keisuke caught the paper and pen that Shiraishi Chizuru threw to him, drew the shape of the flower for him, and then threw it back into Shiraishi Chizuru's hand. That was his intention, although it ended up on the doctor's face.

"Heh, how come an adult can't even catch a pen and paper?"

Chizuru Shiraishi clenched her fists, her eyes blazing with fury, and fiercely opened the notebook.

"What kind of flower is this? It's so ugly!"

"Innarius, it is called Innarius, and it was once considered to be the incarnation of the goddess of purity."

On the paper, a flower, hastily drawn, is lifelike, with seven delicate petals and a large, round stamen, blooming gracefully.

Chizuru Shiraishi clutched the painting to her chest, her anger completely gone, a smirk involuntarily creeping onto her lips. But she still stubbornly shouted, "I really don't know which boring manga you copied this setting from!"

Keisuke Ao gave a graceful gentlemanly bow at the door: "These are flowers I copied, for you."

Shiraishi Chizuru looked towards the gate, where Ao Keisuke had already left gracefully. She looked down at the flowers in her arms again, and in a daze, she saw petals emerging from the pages of the book, growing into a graceful white flower.

The shimmering glow was mesmerizing.

"This guy—"

She slumped heavily into her office chair, cupped her face in her hands, and realized how frighteningly hot it was.

As Keisuke Ao walked through the school building, the physical pain had not actually subsided, but because he had mental support, he felt relaxed all over, and even his spirit became more active.

He felt lightheaded, a feeling of happiness like cotton candy filling his chest.

It's a feeling that's even more intoxicating than the food itself.

The promise he made to Chizuru Shiraishi at the time actually required immense and tenacious willpower.

The school building was empty, so Keisuke Ao didn't hide his emotions—you could tell from his expression that he was in a great mood.

Unfortunately, it's already past the usual time when clubs are restricted from leaving campus, and the competitions have all ended long ago. The only people left on campus are probably teachers working overtime and student council members doing free labor.

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If they see this, they might think that Keisuke Ao has just finished a rendezvous with Ai Komatsu, and they'll add fuel to the fire for today's post.

Keisuke Ao went back to the classroom, picked up his things, and prepared to go home.

In the blink of an eye, the setting sun had become very far away, and it looked like it was about to sink below the ground, ending its mission for the day.

The dim light shone through the glass, casting large patches of shadow.

In front of the school's shoe lockers, Aoki Keisuke spotted another person who had left school late from a large patch of shadows.

She walked down the aisle, holding a small novel in her hand, seemingly oblivious to everyone else.

Sunlight filtering through the glass intermittently cast her shadow on the wall, like a train passing through a tunnel, making the light and shadow even more enchanting.

"Ah—" Keisuke Ao laughed: "President."

"Please don't give that disgusting smile."

"You said such hurtful things without even looking up."

Hoshino Fujiko, who was also planning to leave school, looked up in confusion at Ao Keisuke.

At first, I didn't expect that Aoki Keisuke would have such a pleasant time. After finding out, I became curious about what could make this pervert so happy.

"What happened?" she asked.

"A good thing."

"Good news?" Hoshino Fujiko first frowned, then slowly relaxed, and soon even became beaming with joy.

Her icy expression melted away, and without hesitation, she put the book back into her bag.

"Who were you with just now?" she asked knowingly. "Did you and Xiaosong Ai really take your on-screen romance off-screen?"

"Um----"

Keisuke Ao smiled without a care: "That woman, she certainly doesn't meet the criteria for 'good stuff,' does she?"

Miss Hoshino tossed her hair, walked over to Keisuke Ao, and said, "Anyway, it can't be Arisugawa-kun."

"It couldn't be the company president either."

Hoshino immediately gave a signature cold laugh upon hearing this: "I'm so glad I don't have to be imagined in your disgusting relationship, so there's a third party besides Arisugawa."

"You pure-blooded erotic monkey, confess to me, who are you?"

Keisuke Ao reached out and patted Fujiko Hoshino's cute head, chuckling softly, "It's none of your business, President."

"Get your dirty hands off me!"

Hoshino Fujiko stepped aside to create distance between herself and Ao Keisuke, and sneered again, making one wonder if she had practiced that smile. She said, "Anyway, there's no need to guess. It was Shiraishi Chizuru, wasn't it? You deliberately hit her with the basketball!"

"President, people who are too observant are usually silenced too soon."

"Oh."