The Misfit of Demon King Academy (WN)

The thing I wanted to say tomorrow has arrived. I gently place my hand on the head of Misha who’s saying such a silly thing.

“What’s wrong?”

“Are you happy? Are you really satisfied?”

Misha nods.

“I’m not afraid because I never existed from the beginning.”

Yare yare. This is quite the problem.

“You are here and you are my first friend. You didn’t think I was going to let my friend die did you?”

Misha’s eyes rounded but she immediately shook her head.

“……Impossible even for Arnos…… I do not exist from the beginning. I’m only returning to the original. I’m not dying, I’m disappearing. I cannot revive.”

Resurrection <Ingaru>. If the soul survives the death then by looking into the abyss at the origin of the soul they can be revived, however, the origin of Misha is Sasha. After Misha disappears, even if I use <Ingaru> the origin of Misha which is the source of the resurrection won’t exist anywhere.

“A body and soul cannot remain divided forever.”

Originally one thing divided into two by magic. The time limit is 15 years. After 15 years the body and soul that is not restored cannot continue living.

To begin with, the state of division between Misha and Sasha is unnatural. Magic can temporarily cause unnatural things to exist and can also restore unnatural things.

That being said magic cannot indefinitely maintain artificial things caused by magic.

If it does maintain it then a distortion will inevitably form somewhere.

“Thank you.”

“What for?”

“Because Arnos is kind.”

I don’t understand at all.

“Kind words are good and all but just those won’t save you.”

Misha shakes her head.

“I was truly saved by you so it’s alright now.”

What do you mean its alright?

While thinking Misha reached up and patted my head.

“There there.”

Another action I don’t understand.

“What are you going to do?”

“Are you sad?”

“Sad? This me?”

The sad one should be Misha.

“Do you regret becoming friends with me?”

“Why would you ask that?”

Misha kept quiet for a moment the spoke.

“….Misha Necron does not exist…..”

She says it in her usual indifferent tone. Because she will disappear she’s worried about me making friends with someone who will disappear.

Stupid. This complete idiot.

I grabbed her slender body and pulled her to me hugging her strongly.

“….Arnos…..?”

“There are two things that I don’t know.”

Strongly. Strongly. I hug Misha.

I will tell you that you are here.

“….What….?”

“Regret and impossibility.”

While being hugged by me Misha turns her cold eyes to me.

“I told you. I am the founder, the Demon King. I will grant your wish.”

Even with her usual deadpan expression Misha seems puzzled.

“I want to reconcile.”

She must mean Sasha.

“That is my wish.”

Is that what she wants in her last few hours?

She still doesn’t believe I’m the founder.

I won’t let my words become lies.

“……..Difficult……?”

“Don’t worry. I told you I don’t know what impossible is.”

I release Misha.

I began walking towards the large door out of the room.

“Where are you going?”

“To where Sasha is. I’ll make sure you make up.”

When I laughed Misha smiled happily.

“…..Nn……”

“Misha. Will you make me one promise?”

Misha looks at me.

“You must keep thinking that there is a tomorrow right up to the last moment.”

She remains silent.

“Do you want to spend the time normally?”

Misha nodded at my words.

“I understand.”

“Alright. Let’s go and quickly catch Sasha.”

We start heading back the way we came.

I stare ahead and the sound of Misha’s steps follow me.

There’s nothing to be scared about she said. Because she doesn’t exist.

Is that really so?

She may have just given up and accepted it.

Take a good look Misha.

I am Arnos Voldigod.