Next to the guy with the sickest mohawk known to man was a charming youth emanating charisma with his every move. He waved and talked to his fellow students as he slowly wrapped things up lifted his bag. The window opened up again in front of me and I confirmed once more that this was the person I was looking for.
[Name: Jimmy Ferris
Title: Agares' Worshipper
Disposition: Lawful Evil
Thoughts: Careful, Jimmy, careful. Grandpa said trust no one, always be good.
Likes: Grandpa
Dislikes: Illness, People
Potential: SSR]
Nothing that out of the ordinary except his title. He likes his grandpa and has been worshipping demons, there's also illness in his dislikes. It won't take a genius to connect the dots.
I leaned back and saw him move away and toward the door. When he saw me, he stopped in his tracks. And so did all the other students of Class C.
I cocked my brow.
"It's the tyrant of the library!"
"The one who treated everyone, why do you guys call him a tyrant? Isn't he good."
"What's goodness worth if he hogs all the books?"
"Isn't he also the one who ranked second in the exams? He's real hot. Should I shoot my shot."
"You swing that way?"
I guess I couldn't outlive whispers. Not like I disliked the attention, whoever it came from.
Keeping up the act of the seemingly perfect student to the end, the fishiest dude in class spoke out to me.
"Uh, aren't you Eugene Hall from class A? Did you need something from our class?"
"I am here to meet someone," I said with a smile. They naturally lowered their vigilance at my friendliness.
"Ah, do you want me to call them out?"
"No," I shook my head and took a step ahead. And then another, as I passed by the guy and stopped in front of the a desk at the front of the class.
"Uh... me?"
"Yes, you. Aren't you Seeck Mohawk?"
"HAH!?" Titania burst out from the sides. "Aren't you pushing this gag too far?"
Not at all, my stupid darling fairy!
"S-seeck, mohawk... that's me?"
"Oh my god, is he really talking to that bully?"
"Is it because he's a tyrant? He's recruiting his soldiers."
"No way, mohawk must have gotten on his nerves. He looks more like the type that smiles while killing people."
Was that my impression with short hair? Even though I was tall?
"You, follow along."
"M-me? Is this bullying?"
"No way," I shook my head. "I just want to have a chat."
"He's totally bullying him!"
"Should we call a teacher?"
"And who'll help another bully? I say he had it coming."
"Oh, has that guy been bothering you?"
"Uh, no. Rather mohawk is pretty kind."
Oh so now this bastard had a better image than I did. Should I actually go ahead and bully him after all?
Seeck Mohawk lowered his head and walked along with me. Jimmy was still at the door, so I flashed him another smile and took Mohawk along.
I wrapped my hand around his shoulder and pulled him down. Mohawk started sweating.
It seemed that incident with the principal at the entrance ceremony had dragged my reputation to the mud. No worries, I was already working to restore it.
As they say, a tower can't be built in a day, but it can be brought to the ground with a single wrecking ball.
"So... how may I help you, Eugene Hall?"
"I have one sick mohawk, Seeck Mohawk."
"T-thanks... I get it a lot."
"Any particular reason for a mohawk?"
"I like them a lot..."
I nodded as we descended the stairs.
"You really are bullying him."
"Meowww."
No idiots.
This guy.
His potential was 'pretty neat.' The scale was wonky as fuck, but I believed in the power of Mohawks.
"Seeck, is there someone you really like in the academy? Or something you want to achieve or protect?"
"BAD START EUGY!"
"Meeeowww!"
True to their word, Seeck was trembling like shit.
"Answer me."
I didn't really care though.
"N-not really..."
Naive, naive mohawk.
"Not even that cute girl you never learned the name?
[Thoughts: That cute girl I never learned the name of! What if this tyrant guy goes after her?]
As I was now, I didn't need answers. Just questions sufficed.
Seeck Mohawk stood upright as if a current passed through him.
All of a sudden, he took a deep breath. With my arm still wrapped around his shoulders, he reached into his pockets and pulled out a...
...foldable comb. The neat kind old people used.
Seeck Mohawk took in a deep breath and started brushing his mohawk up straight. Stumped by the suddenness, I couldn't even react.
With his mohawk pulled straight once more, Seeck glared at me and grabbed my arm.
"You can do whatever you want to me, but I won't let you hurt others--"
I sighed and shook my head.
"There's someone else you need to worry about."
"What?"
"Someone else. You may not know it, Seeck, but I am the guy who was recently awarded the heroes title from the Atrius Empire."
"Haha!"
Seeck gasped.
I snapped my fingers and the adventurer card popped out in my hands. I tossed the platinum built card to him like it was just a piece of chocolate. Seeck Mohawk fumbled it in the air for a few seconds before grabbing it in his hands.
His hands trembled as he read the card...
"Y-y-you are that adventurer... dusk?"
I nodded.
"The very dusk?"
"In the flesh."
Mohawk dropped to his knees and grabbed my feet.
"Please let me go, I have a family."
FUCK.
This was worse!
"No look,"
"PLEASE!"
"Ouch ouch! Your mohawk's stabbing me! What is it even made of?"
"I'll change my last name!"
"That's not what I meant you door."
"Please let me go."
"I have not grabbed you. You have grabbed me."
"Please!"
"OUCH!"
With no other choice, I kicked the dolt's head and he finally calmed down. In the staircase of the academy building that was now void of people going to and fro with the start of the time for electives nigh, no one else was around.
"Do you know why I was awarded that title, Mohawk?"
"F-for bullying a demon alone?"
"That's a weird word choice but you get the gist of it."
I sighed and patted Mohawk's shoulders.
"I am looking for another of those demons here."
"DEMONS?! HERE----UMF!"
I grabbed the bastard's mouth with one hand and shushed him with the other.
"Quiet."
"Umf, ummf!" The bastard nodded.
I sighed and let go of him.
"Be silent."
"W-why are you telling me all this--"
"Because I need you."
I didn't really, but I would be lying if I said I wasn't interested.
"Need, me?"
I nodded.
"I know you have a strong sense of justice, Seeck Mohawk. And you also look like the picture perfect goon. Are you sure you weren't pulled out of a toddler's drawings?"
"You are the demon!"
"Shush it. Anyway, I need you and your sense of justice."
The sense of justice, that I had zero use of.
"My sense of justice...?"
"There's a lot more to it. It's dangerous as well. I have a few other people who could help us." That was a lie. "But, you're the one I need the most to bring this demon down."
"How can I...?"
"Do you want to protect that girl? No, do you want to protect everyone in this school? If you refuse, I won't blame you. No one can blame you. But know that you can prevent a bloodbath. Dozens and dozens of possible deaths."
"Ah..." Mohawk lowered his mohawk, stabbing me in the eyes. My forehead twitched, but I didn't react. Important moment and all. "I can't stand... watching others get hurt..."
"Then," I stretched my hand. "Help me."
"How...?"
"Jimmy Ferris, the guy in your class. He is likely a demon worshipper."
Mohawk's eyes widened.
"You, join him."
"J-join him...?"
Join him and report everything to me.
"We must prevent his summoning."
The second-ranked demon and the duke of hell. The one who brings earthquakes, stops people who wish to run and retrieves those that have ran.
"And only you can help. You are perfect to play the spy."
And also the one who teaches languages.
I am going to bring this guy out.
And have him interpret the book for me.
"I can stop a demon..."
Oh and, I can also kill whichever girl he likes if his potential is good and bring this mohawk to my side.
"I'll help..."
A smile spread through my face.
Demon slave. This grand final boss is coming for you.
My arms are going to be wide, wide open.
Mohawk grabbed my hands.
And I tightened my grips.
"I'll help you stop the demon."
You'll help me bring the demon.
I nodded. "Let's save this school, together, Mohawk."
Let's end it.
Let's end it all.
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