You didn't think it'd be the same anime but on repeat, did you? Remember that God exists and that's quite a complicated topic.

——————————————————————————He managed to escape the demon's grasp, hurrying hit little toes out of the library. That was close, he nearly gave away his knowledge. He believes the language of angels is taboo here, as no one here knows, and they'd rather not speak it if they know.

Iruma thought the library would had been empty, it was quite early for anyone to be there really. But of course, the previous Asmodeus had waited from midnight, six straight hours, so it wouldn't be as surprising for him to be in the library.

They were both sent to finish assignments, it's arguable that Asmodeus would have choosen the same place as Iruma. Thankfully to that, he had learned Asmodeus's opinion on that strange senior, Kiriwo. What an odd combination it'd be really, Asmodeus and Kiriwo. Even though Asmodeus had claimed he's against Kiriwo serving him, but it's still a rule that a demon serve the one that has 'publicly' defeated him.

Though, Iruma had never denied anyone's request to serve him, therefore he's unable to answer to the thought of someone denying the request of accepting someone as a servant. He would let Asmodeus deal with that.

For now, he just has to submit this load of assignments to the rightful teacher immediately. He believes after this is the summoning ceremony, where students summon their summons. That was quite mouthful.

"Aak!" A girl yelled, it caught Iruma's curiosity. The voice was rasped, high, and hyper, as if she's excited. The door next to him broke open in a purple smoke, a green haired girl dressed in babyl's uniform rolled infront of him, straight and hard to the pile of boxes.

'This, seems pleasently familiar.' Iruma sweats, a replica of the event when he had first met one of his trusted friend, Clara Valac.

She hasn't changed at all, the way she stood up with pure sparkles on her eyes, admiring the person infront of her with delight. "You, are irumacchi, right?!" She said, the tint of hyperactivity in her voice can be noticed.

Iruma smiled nervously, he had forgotten how loud she is, and it had bern strange without her these past days, barely any noise around. "Yes, and what are you doing there?" Iruma bowed to her height level, talking to her as if she was an infant.

Clara pouted, but she smiles brightly once again, "Don't you think the though of running into stacked things fun and exciting?!" She said, leaning closer while she clenches her skirt out of excitement.

'Nope, that's just you. Purely you, I guarantee you that.'

"The summoning class is about to start, what about we focus on that first, shall we?" Iruma avoided her question, instead reminding her of the time. He couldn't extend his hand like he usually does, due to a pile of homework weighing both of his arms like a boulder.

"Yes! Yes! The summoning class, cute creatures. I want one hehe.." She jumped and jumped eagerly, extending her hand up in the air in a delightful manner. She giggles loudly at the thought of what she will summon, something that will describe her, and fits her.

"Yes, they must be cute." Iruma smiled, though he wouldn't be smiling any longer at the next event, Kalego's seal, and summoning mess.

If he can fix that event, he gladly would, but since it's Kalego's seal, he can't do anything under the strictness of that teacher's supervision. One wrong move, he would be expelled without mercy. How did this scary demon became Opera's guinea pig when they were schoolmates again? He may never know.

"Hey, Irumacchi. Don't you need help with those papers? What if you give me a piggyback ride and I'll carry half of those in my arms?!" She said, without giving any thought of it, even if it's at even more disadvantage for Iruma.

"Wouldn't that make my burden heavier?" He sweats, Clara had always been this one, it's a surprise she even asked for permission. Asmodeus has been her special play thing, especially in the case of piggy-back rides.

"Awww, but that'd be cool!"

Hah, yes, she wouldn't get it. It's fine, "What about we go straight to the summoning class?" He suggested once again, unable to participate and continue to her shenanigans from the time. He hadn't even given his assignments to Sullivan yet!

"We might need to walk faster." He said, hurrying his steps, fastening his pace as Clara follows around by skipping on her toes, like a sheep in a feverdream.

Along the way, Clara kept singing and singing her lullaby, with her chirpy voice and it dread Iruma to be more tired. But he couldn't complain, he figured the yes-man syndrome still left a scar in him.

They've arrived, tons of students surrounding the summoning circle, their whispers and tiny voices speak out in excitement, each one of the demons preaching about one after another's thought on what they would summon.

Now that they're here, Iruma dropped his papers of homeworks at a dark corner of the room, so no one would notice it as much, 'This is such a pain.' He sighed, exaggerating.

Iruma goes back to the crowded hall of students, he had alread missed Clara, she might be wandering around to check for things she can make a crack out of. Knowing her, she's probably jumping around at the moment.

"You." Someone called him from afar, their voice were low and stern, as if ordering him to answer them.

Iruma knows who it is, who wouldn't? The voice had been with him for years, just never this stern and held back. The voice usually uses itself to pleases Iruma, admiring him like a puppy following his master.

"Asmodeus-kun?" He asked, snapping his head towards the pink haired demon walking in heavy steps towards him.

He wears the same type of clothing, white and always in the center of girls' attention. Iruma can already see women behind him screaming in delight as they see Asmodeus's cold face. They find him 'handsome', and even call him 'the ice cold fire prince', which truly contracts but he couldn't judge the mind of girls.

"What are you doing here?" He spat out, seemed like out of anger.

'Ah' Iruma sweats nervously, it must've been because of last time he ran out the library, leaving the demon hanging and speechless.

"To summon my familiar." His answer was short and affirmative, following Asmodeus's tone jokingly. He hasn't gotten used to Asmodeus's cold treatment, since it had been otherwise back in his world. This feels oddly foreign and strange.

"I k-know that!" He stuttered, which result in Iruma laughing at his nervousness. What had possibly cause the Asmodeus to stutter infront of him? That's strange, but it reminded him at the old days as well. He couldn't hold his laughter at the thought.

'Haah...' Those were different times, his smile fell, an expression of grief came surrounding his plumped face. How he missed those little memories of them, it was fun times, and memorable times. His expression ponders like a man infront of his family's grave, a sadness that has no boundaries.

Hasn't God sent him here to relieve those griefs and regrets? Why must he act this way, the people he cherished are infront of him, they are alive and well, just without the memories that heavily burdened him.

If he had a choice, he would've chosen to come here without memories as well, to start over. Forgetting the faces of his loved ones dying because of his mistakes. He had always wanted to ask them,

"Was I a good friend?" He blurted out accidentally, hands clasping his mouth immediately as he avoided staring at Asmodeus's confused expression. His anxiety swelled up, he can feel both of his hands shaking, not this again. This anxiety appeared after Kalego's death, it had been frequent from then on when he gets overwhealmed too much.

He's panthing now, a feeling like he's drowning and out of breath, face paling like he had seen a ghost.

"You- are you okay?!"

He vaguely heard Asmodeus's voice of concern. Had that been real? Did the past Asmodeus come back? If not, how come the demon expressed sincerity emotions at him?

'Shit, I- haah...' It worsened, he tried to shake off the thought of his past memories to keep his heartbeats steady. It would be helpful usually, it seems like today is more intense than usual.

"Irumacchi! Wake up!"

A green flew pass his blurred vision, pair of small hands shool his shoulders gently. Clara must've been worried, she worries over anyone really. Iruma's hand moved to his forehead, it's cold as ice. Should he call for his grandpa? He doesn't have the phone at the period.

"I'm fine, please resume y-." Iruma whispered, he can feel his body weakening, he couldn't even finish his sentence as he feel like all the oxygen has been drained out of him.

A few students surrounding him whispered, the boy's vulnerable's state and smell intrigue all of them. The hall turnes noisy, filled with words of concern and mock.

"First day of school, he's so weak."

"Is he okay? Should we fetch the teachers?"

"Don't! What if it's dangerous?!"

Iruma didn't mind those words, he had heard worse when he disappoint his parents.

"SILENCE." A heavy, stern and cold voice echoed across the hall, silencing all the remainibg students that dared to make a single noise of blabberation.

"We shall start the summoning ceremony." He followed after his order, crossing his arm. His eyes glaring to the crowd of students, intimadating them with a strong glare. No single student didn't notice his displeasure, they all caught up to it instantly and shut their lips into thin lines.

Iruma wasn't afraid, he's more than pleased to hear his teacher's voice once again, but he's not in his best condition currently. He cannot, under any circumstances, be nostalgic on those sad moments, and Kalego appeared.

"This will show you the demonstration and instructions on how to do the summon." He stated, a full period at the end of the sentence. Kalego pulled a cardboard, decorated with full pastel palette, a sprinkle of glitters and cute, adorable stickers made just for children. His hands gripping them tightly, as if holding himself back from shattering the thing completely.

["I will start to explain, the summoning is easy! You just need to slith your palm..."] it continued explaining the steps, carefully and pulled it off easily.

As soon as it finished, Kalego breaks it apart in two and steps on it, clearly expressing his genuine anger at the silly decorated guide board. If possible, he would burn it infront of his students right there and then.

Iruma's shoulder slackened, perhaps from focusing on the board made him forget those moments for a little of the time. He sighed in relieved, he's glad it can be controlled with several ways, he hopes it won't happen again near the future, as it might affect major things.

The two figure besides him sigh as they saw him relaxed. Asmodeus screeched mentally, why would he be concern witha person he just met? Moreover, they were enemies and not acquintances! And who even is this girl beside Iruma? She just impolitely touched his shoulders without his consent.

Iruma saw Asmodeus's troubled expression, he knew it from the start. Asmodeus is a good person, it's a must to be worried over someone that looks like they are about to pass out.

"Don't be distracted! Follow the instructions. If you do one thing wrong, you shall be expelled!" Kalego barked, harsh and direct. He caught a sight of those two kids that made a fuss this morning interacting without a care in the world, it irked him down to the bone. How dare they be so careless and stubborn?

This event is his lucky chance to expell Iruma and his reckless actions that reminded him of that incompetent, stupid, annoying, guy!

One by one, the students summoned their familiar, each drop of their blood on the seal, appears a creature that will stay benevolently loyal to them in a year of contract. They all seem to describe each personalities' well, fitting them to be a perfect match.

No matter how many times he had looked at this, Iruma stayed in awe as he sees each one summons. They all look lovely and unique in their own ways.

"Asmodeus!"

Gorgoun snake, Iruma smiles proudly, he couldn't believe he would see this seen again, he claps as he see Asmodeus's pride rises and he sticks his chest out while rubning the snake's hard body.

The fire surrounding both locked in a bond of a master and his familiar. What a beautiful thing.

"Clara!"

Iruma does not want to know what that creature name is, he hasn't had hold of it, and believes would never. It's mysterious in every way, like a scary enigma, he'd rather not know what it is.

"Iruma!"

'Waah..' this is it, the event he had wanted to avoid the most. The day he might get killed for the second time. If looks can kill, he'd be six feet under witha dismembered limbs not in tact, sent by none other Kalego himself.

He nervously came unto the circle just like he did the first time, biting the thumb and let a drop of the blood fell on Kalego's drawn seal. A bright light shone, the same light as whenever you summon a familiar.

Iruma bites his lip, he's just accepting his sad fate at this point. Wether he dies today or later, it's hasta la' vista baby.

As the light slowly fades, Iruma squints his eyes, bracing himself for Kalego's scream. His shoulder tensed, goodbye new world.

"You- what did you do?!" There it is, half of Kalego's body stuck on the ground. His face squelched in disgust and horror as realization hits him.

The students around them exchange gossips to another, their voice low in a mocking tone, Iruma can see every single one of them holding their giggle as they see the teacher looking silly and vulnerable.

"Cancel the familiar-summoning this instant!"

'I don't want to be expelled though.'

Despite his complain, Iruma quickly went to half of his lower body and pushes upwards, just like he did last time. He sweats as he see Kalego screams in denial as he flew upwards, looking as if he tripped midair.

"DON'T-" was Kalego's last sane words.

A sounding blow went across the room like a shockwave, Iruma gasped in shock. 'What was that?' He can see the chromatic color in the air, as if it's floating in the air and become one with the oxygen.

Iruma's head aches, perhaps the shockwave hit his nerve too hard, he looked around. He stares in shock once again, none of them are moving, they all stopped from their actions as if paused by a TV remote.

"Hello?" He asked, trying to tap Clara, but his touch blew away, a bang appear as soon as he touches someone. He rubs his swollen finger, what is happening? Has time stopped?

All the objects and dust stopped from fallung or moving, they are just there, like a picture in a frame.

"Have you been enjoying your time here, Iruma-kun?" Suddenly a deep voice sweetly cooed, it came straight out of Clara's. Iruma turned wary, as he sees Clara's face twisted into a heavy smirk, such expression doesn't fit her, something is possesing her.

"Who are you?!" He shouted hardly, his voice didn't even echoed, it's as if he's in an empty room with no air, nor atmosphere.

"Me? Have you forgotten about your creator already?"

'Creator? This- He, is He God?' If so, what is he doing here? Taking all the troubled to go downhere just for him.

"Why are You here?"

Suddenly, Asmodeus's the one talking, again with that voice that doesn't belong to the body, God is talking inside of them, using them as vessels, "Have you enjoyed your time here?" He repeated, as the smirk falter into a blank stare.

His question was avoided, dodged like it was nothing. Iruma's suspicion grew, it seems like all he can do right now is to answer, no more than that.

"I suppose." He briefly said half-heartedly.

"Cherish them better." He moved into Kalego, staring at him like a proper judge in court. It doesn't help that Kalego's eyes support the role perfectly.

"I am! I'm trying to." Iruma insisted, he clenches his fists, why does He care? It's literally Iruma's business. He is cherishing them, in fact, he'd die for them right now if he has to without any single regrets.

Why would He know any better?

"You don't think, it's gonna be as simple as last time do you?" He moved once again, into the body of the gold obsessor, Jazz. Iruma's body stilled as he sees the daring smirk appears once again, a glint of amusement across the eyes.

'Huh?'

"If I were to put you in this situation where it's different, might you change the future?"

"!" Iruma tried to move or speak but his body is trapped, as if he's forced to stand still from the intensity of the air. What does he mean by different? There are plenty of things changed already!

Iruma tried to speak to stop it, but his voice was burdened by tons and tons of weight. He couldn't let out even a single whine or cough.

'Wait- hold on!'

"I wish you my blessings on your further descicions, Suzuki Iruma."

A bang exploded again, all of the deaf sound sucked into air, as the sound of students screaming and Kalego dropping to the ground echoes. Iruma sucked in a large amount of air, he held his knees, resting his hands on them while his body is bowed.

His eyes felt droopy from the side effects of the time stop. He can move again now, and so the other students. It seems like nobody remembered the time stop, except of him. They passed off as if nothing strange had happened.

"EVERYBODY! GET OUT."

He heard Kalego shouted desperately, his body was still surrounded by the thick smoke, it's not disappearing or was it Kalego's prevention on anyone seeing him as a familiar?

'What's the matter? This wasn't like this last time.'

All the students went out with a terrified look as they heard the teacher's angered voice.

"IRUMA! YOU STAY HERE."

Iruma flinches, oh no.

As soon as all of them went out without a hitch, the door shuts close in a slam. He wonders, is he going to legitimately get killed?

The smoke starts to fade, the vision becomes clear as he see a tiny figure floating up in the air. Purple fur, sharp claws, fluffy face, a pair of beautiful white wings completed with a very shiny golden halo.

'Halo?! Angel wings?!'

No, no. Is this what God meant by his blessings?! Turning Kalego into one of His?!

"What did you do?!" Kalego couldn't keep his voice down, Iruma can feel his anger flaming through the fluffy stare. His claws are now clenching the fur on his body for support, a strucked expression spreaded on his face.

"I don't know! It wasn't supposed to be this way!"

It really wasn't, it's because of that damned God intervation that everything went down into a mess. If it weren't for Him, this would have gone smoothly without any single mistakes. He could've went on with life like nothing ever happened-.

"We're going to Sullivan, now."