One evening, a knock came at her private residence. Not the grand Ichinose manor, but a modest house on a cliff overlooking the Winding Wastelands—her childhood escape. She opened the door to find , now tall, silver-streaked hair tied back, wearing a worn-out cloak and carrying a box of star-shaped pastries.
“Someone who earned the right to stand beside me. Not by power. By pastry.” ameri ichinose husband
“The new first-years at Babyls staged a revolt during the Harvest Festival,” he replied, stepping inside without formality. “Had to talk them down with a cooking competition.” One evening, a knock came at her private residence
“You’re late,” she said, crossing her arms. But her ears twitched with warmth. “Someone who earned the right to stand beside me
Here’s a short story based on the character from Welcome to Demon School! Iruma-kun , imagining her future and the question of a “husband.” Title: The Demon Who Chose Her Own Crown
None were correct.
She had kissed him then—fierce, possessive, loving—and agreed.