A prince from a certain American comic book

Ike was having a bit of a headache.

Hearing Jerry Mouse's somewhat angry accusations, he quickly raised his hands in surrender and said, "I was wrong, you were just trying to help me."

Jerry the mouse then gave up.

Ike turned his head to look at the small bed, then lay down and put his hands behind his head, staring at the door above him.

Why change it?

Very simple.

The room that seals the Black-Eyed Demon is right next to this small room. Ike can control himself from opening that room, but what about Janice and Linda?

Let's spend two months in a stable environment, waiting for the initial surge of interest in finding Prince Ike to subside a bit. Then things will be much easier.

But what if it gets opened?

Although Ike is not afraid of a mere Black-Eyed Demon, it will eventually cause a lot of trouble. He either has to ignore it and let the Black-Eyed Demon wipe out everyone here, or he has to reveal his identity and save the world.

Ike didn't really like either of these options.

and so.

A smooth transition is actually a good option.

night.

“Dear Lord, thank you for uniting us, thank you for providing us with food, thank you for providing us with everything we need, and let our hearts be filled with gratitude and praise. Glory to the Father, and to the Son, and to the Holy Spirit, from this day forward and forevermore. Thank you, Jesus, our God, Amen.”

Amen.

Amen.

Amen.

In the restaurant, after the landlord, Mr. Mullins, led a prayer, the wind chimes rang out as soon as he put his hands down.

Mr. Mullins looked around his room and said in a somewhat calm voice to the people seated in the dining room, "Excuse me, I must leave."

Done.

Mr. Mullins got up and walked toward the room where he and his wife, Mrs. Mullins, were.

Ike glanced at the food on the table. Although it was very ordinary, he started eating anyway, without participating in the conversation that was taking place at the table.

Thanks to his sister Elsa's weekly frugality day, even the most unpalatable black bread can be eaten with elegance as if it were a delicacy.

After all, the extraordinary world is no smaller than the ordinary world, and the tastes and cuisines of each extraordinary power are different. As the heir of a great nation, this is a course that must be learned when inviting or being invited by the leaders of other powers.

But frankly speaking...

Black bread is really hard to eat...

Ten minutes later.

After finishing his food, Ike wiped the non-existent stain from the corner of his mouth with a napkin, nodded to Sister Charlotte who was looking at him, and then got up and walked to his room on the second floor.

bath?

nonexistent.

Since childhood, his sister Elsa has cast an eternal ice cleansing spell on him, so even if he rolls in the mud and his clothes get dirty, his skin will not get dirty.

This has both advantages and disadvantages.

The advantage is that Ike isn't afraid of getting dirty anymore, and his body stays clean at all times.

As for the downsides?

Hey.

Ike's departure didn't affect the girls who were eating much. In fact, apart from Janice and Linda noticing him, the other four girls didn't even glance at Ike.

In a room on the second floor.

Ike walked into the room, picked up Jerry the mouse who had just gone to the kitchen to find food, and lay down on the lower bunk to rest.

Just then.

thump.

A voice seemed to come from the empty upper bunk.

Ike opened his slightly narrowed eyes and peered through the narrow slit at the corner.

A little girl's face flashed by.

Ike showed no panic, but instead a slight smile appeared on his lips.

interesting.

Some less powerful demons, such as the lowest-ranking Blue-Eyes Demons, cannot directly attack people. They can only lure weak or wavering mortals, thereby seizing their power to attack.

really.

There must be a seal, so the illusions he can trigger are limited to this room and the corridor?

Ike thought to himself.

next second.

Another bell-like laugh came from the upper bunk.

Ike closed his eyes and covered Jerry the mouse, who was already asleep next to him, with a blanket.

If you can't sleep, a lullaby would be nice.

...I want to chat with more like-minded people about "The Prince of a Certain American Comic Book"~

Chapter 009: A Midnight Visit

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Ike was still woken up by the noise.

When Ike opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was a little girl lying on top of him.

next second.

The once petite and adorable little girl's mouth was instantly torn open, revealing a mouthful of fangs oozing green blood. In particular, her originally cute and adorable big eyes were transformed into lantern-shaped pupils that bulged out.

Ike frowned slightly and immediately raised his foot.

With a loud bang.

The enormous, ugly welcoming demon, transformed from a loli, turned to ashes instantly.

Ike sneered.

Scare him?

When it comes to pranks, who can be as scary as his sister, who's a total brother-obsessed brother?

Even if Mephisto, the King of Hell, were to compete with his sister in a prank, he would be knocked out in a single round.

Ike rearranged the blankets and prepared to go back to sleep.

Sleeping is not an instinct, but a habit.

Just then.

The demon, which had been kicked away by Ike and sealed here for at least nine years, has relentlessly reappeared.

This time, however, they changed the tactic.

It was that same Ike who, out of the corner of his eye, caught a glimpse of the little girl in the photo when Mr. Mullins opened his room and saw her appear by his bedside, bursting into a series of inexplicable laughs.

Ike opened his eyes and asked expressionlessly, "Is there something you need?"

The demon, who had transformed into a loli, was momentarily stunned.

Ike then said, "If you have something to say, say it; if not, get lost."

The demon snapped back to reality, his expression turning sinister.

Then.

A mesmerizing and magical performance unfolded in this small room.

The demon sometimes transformed into black mist and a gaping maw of blood, sometimes into enormous tentacles that filled the small room, and sometimes…

But like any audience member that artists hate most, Ike yawned incessantly while watching the demon performance...

Ike yawned again and said to the demon who was putting on a great show, "Any other new tricks? Don't waste time. Get out of here when you're done performing. I should go to sleep too."

The demon's movements, which had conjured a gaping maw of blood, froze instantly at Ike's words.

next second.

With a piercing scream, the gaping maw lunged straight at Ike, who was lying on the bed.

But they missed.

Without him.

Ike was not a weakling, nor was he a man of weak will; therefore, the demon's attack was a joke to Ike.

The demon pounced on the bed in a fit of rage.

Damn it.

We finally got a chance to break the seal and see the light of day again, but why did this happen?

Is this guy really not afraid of demons?

The Black-Eyed Demon grinded his two rows of sharp teeth as he watched Ike ignore his presence and turn his back to him to sleep.

quite a while.

The black-eyed demon finally realized that Ike was a tough nut to crack and was about to give up and leave when Ike suddenly called out to it.

The black-eyed demon couldn't help but turn around.

Sitting up in bed, Ike looked at the demon, who had revealed its hideous true form, and said calmly, "Can you sing?"

The black-eyed demon was taken aback.

Seeing this, Ike waved his hand at the black-eyed demon as if dismissing a servant, saying, "Get lost. You can't even sing. You're a disgrace to the demon world."