The Demon Lord Is An Angel
Chapter 231: Class Is Now In Session

Chapter 231: Class Is Now In Session

After such an exciting weekend, teaching his first class seemed like a good way to wind down.

Making sure to wear his "access pin" under Mimzy, Kir spent his morning at the school investigating the new library. While Lumin said she’d had copies of every book in the school for her own collection, Kir had no way of verifying it. But he did know that the girls’ dorm had lost the entire collection of "less than proper" fiction they’d built up over years and generations.

He wondered how Stella would handle learning her first steady source of lust was now in the possession of his father and associated demons. For his part, Kir hoped that book never saw the light of day again.

His subject of study for the day was enchanting. Refreshing the basics and trying to figure out how it might be used to best effect. The afternoon, and his first class, was upon him before he knew it - mostly because he got so deep into his study that he wound up skipping lunch.

When he finally noticed it was close to time, he got up and returned the books he’d borrowed before heading across the new campus. His assigned classroom was a newly built structure, with plain, magic-wrought and seamless stone on the outside - painted white to match the manor - and an amphitheater-style room where one could see a fairly large stretch of the promontory from the windows at the top.

He was twenty minutes early, but his first student was already sitting at the bottom row, scratching notes onto paper.

She failed to notice Kir right up until he was behind the podium, when she jumped in her seat.

"Oh, Professor. I didn’t see you," she blushed, then stood and curtsied. The girl was elven, slightly tan of skin and very pink of hair. She was dressed in the standard black uniform with a skirt. The uniform was edged with the green trimming of a fifth year. "I’m Keiya Menaeon Lihros."

Kir had been looking around the podium, where he found an ink bottle but no convenient scraps of paper, having brought none himself but what he intended to hand out. "Good to see you early," Kir said. Turning, he saw the usual black slate that was in most classrooms, and a roughly-shaped finger of chalk.

He wrote his name on the board before dusting off his hands and turning to face her. She was still standing.

"You can sit, Keiya," he said.

"Oh. Yes! I’m sorry, I’ve never seen a wolfkin mage before." She sat.

"I get that a lot," Kir smiled. He had gotten that a lot at the staff dinner, certainly.

There was a stool tall enough for Kir to sit on behind the podium, and so he took a seat while waiting for the rest of the students.

The next student to show up was Daisy. As soon as he saw her, Kir noted that something seemed off. There was a bit of tiredness to her eyes, which he would have expected later in the afternoon. This class would be their last one for the day.

She gave him a small smile and took a seat behind Keiya. She was wearing the same uniform as Keiya, but with pants, and her cornyellow hair was up in a bun that made her seem far more mature than when Kir had met her.

"Daisy Della Recca?" Kir asked, pretending not to recognize the girl who had dueled him on his second day of school.

"Yes, Professor."

Right as the bell rang, two figures entered.

At first, Kir wondered if his eyes were deceiving him. The twins - briar and thorn - were quite diminutive. Kir doubted they’d even rise to his knee. But it wasn’t their size that threw him alone, it was the fact they seemed to be something like mousekin with stilts for legs.

"Kangaroo mice, huh," Kiryu noted.

"Briar and Thorn?" Kir asked as they took seats in the middle row.

""That’s us!"" they said at the same time. Their voices and timing were perfectly matched.

"Who is who?" Kir asked.

"I’m Briar!" the one on the left said. And on the right, "I’m Thorn!"

They both had first-year uniforms on - the usual school black trimmed with white.

"And now we’re just waiting for our fifth..."

As soon as he said it, Kir felt a series of approaching thuds.

It was not the door to the classroom that opened, but rather a door on the right side of the room that led outside.

A girl slightly taller than Kir entered.

"Oh, uh, hello..." the giant greeted. "Is this the right class?"

"This is Amendatory Arcanics," Kir shouted up.

"I think I’m in the right place..." She ducked slightly to enter and took a seat on the steps, seeing as there was no place sized for her. Her uniform bore the white trim of a first year.

"I don’t have you on the roster," Kir said.

"I’m Encke. Encke Seabrite..." she said. "I just moved here..."

She sounded so timid.

"It’s nice to meet you, Encke," Kir said. He looked around the room. "Alright, assuming this is everyone, we can begin the intr-"

The door to the room slammed open. In walked a sloppy-haired human youth, dressed in black-edged-orange with a silvery chain added to his pants and his jacket wide open. His white undershirt was unbuttoned down to his stomach and as soon as he got to the top of the steps, he paused, hands in his pockets as he stared down at Kir.

"Bailey Black, I assume," Kir said. "Please take a seat."

"No," he said.

So it’s going to be like that.

Kir shrugged. "If it’s your intent not to learn, then I have no obligation to teach you. I will simply write up your absences and submit your grade as a failure."

Bailey scowled at him. "If you’re thinking you can get me dropped, you’re an idiot."

Everyone was now staring at them, shocked by the sheer rudeness on display.

"Perhaps I am an idiot," Kir said. "But what I do know is that you enjoy the battlefield. A mage with a degree makes far more on the battlefield than one without. And as the Chancellor made it clear, this class is your last shot to show you can control yourself and your ability." That had been written at the bottom of her file on Bailey.

"Tsch. I can make it on my own. I don’t need this," Bailey countered.

"Perhaps that’s true. Or perhaps you walk away from ’this’ with nothing and someone hunts you down the moment you start burning blood."

"Then I’ll just kill them," Bailey said. "I just came here to see if you were as strong as what the girls are tittering about. But all I see is a barking dog."

Kir’s tail threatened to twitch with irritation but he stopped it. He had a plan, after all. "I have no need to prove myself to you, Mr. Black. So I’ll give you two options." The wolfish face of his glamour split into a wide grin. "One: You walk out that door and fail, likely setting yourself back at least another year when you will repeat this class with me or whoever replaces me. Or two: If you can draw a single drop of my blood, then I’ll let you walk out of that door with high marks-"

Bailey’s spell, a searing, red-black bolt, broke against Kir’s shield almost as soon as he finished speaking. A moment later a knife clattered to the ground at Kir’s feet. He’d managed to simultaneously cast both at the same time, using the same hand, and only the fact Kir had two different kinds of shield up had kept him from losing his own bet right at the start.

"I take it you’ve accepted my terms," Kir said, snapping his fingers. The act was unnecessary, but he figured being a little theatrical couldn’t hurt. Just before snapping his fingers, he’d gathered energy into a shield around the boy, and with a few practiced motions was now dragging him into the room with it - a variation of the same technique his father had used to immobilize him. He plopped Bailey down three seats over from Daisy before releasing the shield.

"Now, a few rules before you do anything that rash again, Mr. Black. One: You will not risk your life or the lives of any other students, nor disrupt me while teaching. Two: You may attack me at any time, any place, within the bounds of whatever consequences you are willing to endure, so long as you maintain your attendance and grades."

Bailey’s look of disdain transformed into one of hateful interest.

Kir sensed he was on the right track.

"And three: My offer is open to everyone in this class, provided they follow these rules. One drop of blood, and you will get top marks and the freedom to do whatever you wish with these hours."

The last rule shocked the entire class.

The beastkin twins whispered between each other. Daisy sat back, her eyes calculating. Encke seemed to curl up on herself a bit; even more scared. And Keiya was staring with her mouth open. Bailey’s look of hatred deepened.

It was time for the final flourish.

"Additionally, I will put up twelve large gold coins as a bounty on myself, to whoever manages the deed."

The room was silent, and Kir knew he had them hooked by the intensity of their stares, except perhaps for Encke, who had her face in her knees.

"Now, I would like to start with introductions." He gestured at the board. "I am Professor Kiryu Nasumi. And class is now in session."

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