Perhaps because of Shesi, Soi's father still called to express his dissatisfaction this time, but he did not force Soi to drop out.
"Seriously, our family is supposed to be people of the shadows, yet he goes to participate in some music festival," inside the Pulson mansion.
"Seriously, what a mess," a voice came from the air, and the woman kneeling beside him comforted him.
"Alright, alright, didn't Chairman Sullivan also mention Te Te's news? Let Soi do whatever he wants. Are you still going to bind your child with those old family rules?"
"Family rules..."
"Alright, we'll just keep guarding them from the shadows. Let our children do whatever they want," the woman said, embracing the air.
"..."
The quiet atmosphere was suddenly interrupted by a phone call.
Ring ring ring.
The air took out a phone and answered it.
"Hello, who is this?"
"Ah, hello, leader of the Pulson family. I am Shesi from the Misfit Class. May I ask you a few questions?"
"Hmm?"
...Eve of the Music Festival.
On the screen:
"Humans are all our meals~"
"Souls and flesh, all eaten clean~"
On the screen, Robin and Orias Oswell were introducing the details of the Music Festival to everyone. Finally, it wasn't Daleth and Suki.
"Everyone, charge!"
"Oh, right, the venue is Babyls's auditorium! There will also be an audience, including second-year and third-year seniors, as well as family members. And it's worth noting that there will be special judges present this year!"
"This year's lineup is also quite luxurious~"
"Lord Choppa from the large Idol agency [Debis], Lady Meimei of the Dolu Tribe from the top-tier demon orchestra [Dante Group] whose concert tickets sell out in seconds, and! [Lord Andro M. Jazz, the legendary musician favored by the former Thirteen Crowns, Delkira!]"
"They are all famous demons~"
"The judges will each give 6 points for scoring. The performance order will be decided by drawing lots, which will be done by class representatives on the day itself."
"Of course, outstanding classes will receive luxurious prizes. Not only will their rank increase, but they might also be discovered by the judges and become superstars! So! Let's perform together! Bet your lives and stand out, first-years!"
Kalego turned off the screen.
"That's how it is. Tomorrow, the Music Festival will finally begin. Our goal is only one: victory. Show me what I've instilled in you these past few days! Everything is ready! I mean, can you calm down? Why are you all like this, just like during the last final exam?" Kalego looked at the few people scattered in panic around the classroom.
"I...I'm not nervous at all! Uh! No problem!"
"Composed... I need to be composed."
"Your legs are shaking," Kalego quipped.
"I can't help it! The moment I realize I'll be on stage tomorrow, the more I practice, the more scared I get, yes!" Goemon burst into tears.
"Don't panic, everyone calm down."
"Schneider, your book is upside down," Shesi reminded.
"You're the one who needs to calm down."
"Do I turn this way when dancing? No, where's my tie?"
Currently, only Shesi and Kerori were not panicking and seemed relatively normal.
"This is practically a complete guide to panic poses," Kalego said, unable to watch any longer.
"I can't do anything with you all. Let me teach you the Idol's secret ritual for building confidence! Everyone gather around. Jazz, you stand in the middle first."
"Huh?"
"Reliable big brother!"
"Divine touch!"
"The coolest!"
Next was Camui.
"Pervert!"
"Super pervert!"
"A gentleman, with excellent manners!"
...When it came to Iruma:
"As that noble personage, he possesses the prerequisite to one day rule the Demon World, an overwhelmingly powerful existence who is both noble, beautiful, gentle, and strong."
Shesi heard this.
"Oh my goodness, it has to be Asmodeus."
P.S.:
Kerori: "Teacher, do you want to join?"
Kalego: "Absolutely not... Stop it!!"
...The last day finally passed, and the Music Festival arrived.
Morning.
"Chairman, please also go and prepare. You'll miss greeting the judges," Opera said, looking at Sullivan who was feeding Iruma.
Sullivan: Huh? I forgot!
And at the school:
"Welcome, three distinguished guests. Please follow this way."
The three judges had already arrived at the school, and their arrival caused quite a stir.
"Wow, it's them in person!"
"Lady Meimei is so petite!"
"Such a powerful aura!"
"Indeed, especially Lord Andro M. Jazz, one of the former Thirteen Crowns! A legendary musician who travels all over the Demon World."
"To be able to invite her, as expected of Chairman Sullivan, the man closest to the Demon King."
Andro M. Jazz heard the demon's comment, turned, and glared at the person with fierce eyes. Several people instantly recoiled two steps in fear.
Robin ran over.
"Come, come, please take your seats. Welcome to Babyls," Robin said, oblivious to the atmosphere.
"I'm very much looking forward to what interesting music we'll get to enjoy this year," said Meimei, taking her seat.
"This humble one also wants to scout for Idol raw talent~" Choppa also said.
"Last year, Rolowe's son was very lively."
"No, this year is also amazing! There are many excellent young demons," Robin interjected.
Suddenly, a figure walked behind Robin. It was Andro M. Jazz.
"Huh? What..." Robin was about to ask when Andro M. Jazz took a deep breath and then shouted loudly.
"SULLY!!!"
It must be said that Andro M. Jazz's voice was truly loud; it seemed the entire academy heard her shout.
"Where did you run off to! Come out here!"
The other two judges, accustomed to this, began pouring tea and chatting, while only Robin was flustered, looking around everywhere.
"That, Lord Andro M. Jazz..."
"Please call me Poro-chan! I'm really angry right now," Andro M. Jazz corrected.
"The Music Festival can be whatever it wants, but Andro M. Jazz, one of the former Thirteen Crowns, Poro-chan, is here to give that silly Sullivan a good punch!"
A voice came from behind the crowd.
"Still the same, your voice is astonishingly loud, Poro-chan," Sullivan's figure appeared behind everyone.
Hearing this, Andro M. Jazz turned and smiled.
"Finally, you're here, Sa...? What on earth are you wearing?" Andro M. Jazz quipped, looking at Sullivan in a pink apron.
"Uh... I was a bit rushed. I was just preparing breakfast for my two grandsons. Oh, right, my two grandsons will be performing at the Music Festival."
"Oh, oh, I see. That's certainly something to look forward to... Anyway, let's not talk about that. I wanted to ask you... grandsons?" Andro M. Jazz was about to continue when she suddenly felt something was off.
"Wait! What the hell are grandsons? And you're not even married, are you? Where did you get a son? And where did you get grandsons? What happened in between?"
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