COS Dazai Osamu’s I Got Into the Conan Crew

in the spotlight.

The boy in the white Diguang uniform walked towards the black and red king's high seat step by step.

Step calmly, not in a hurry.

The four auditoriums were filled with students and parents, as well as off-campus tourists.

Only the King's High Seat was left alone, occupying a considerable amount of space.

Tsushima Shuji stopped Scotland, who was trying to sit alone in the corner.

"This is your Demon King's throne, Master Tsushima..." Although this is not very good, but... pohahaha.

"I... I'm a little too afraid to go there." Scotland said embarrassedly, covering the lower half of his face.

This kind of glory... Kaa, can't you enjoy it alone?

As an adult, I really... can't take it.

Scotland has a heavy heart.

"Mr. Midorikawa..." Tsushima Shuji's expression was also very solemn.

"Under the Demon King's seat, there should be servants... ah no, there should be followers." Shuji Tsushima said seriously.

Just now Kao, you... said the word servant, right?

That's what you're thinking...

Scotland pondered for a moment and found himself unable to refute.

After all, he had even called him Master Tsushima.

I'm afraid it was zero at first...

Thinking that his friend had also served as the servant of the other party before him, Scotland felt a balance in his heart.

Kao was right. After all, Midorikawa's current identity is Master Tsushima's... assistant? Servant?

Scotland, who couldn't help thinking about his own position, fell into contemplation again.

"So, I decided that the identity of a follower under the Demon Throne will be handed over to Midorikawa-kun..." Tsushima Shuji patted Scotland on the shoulder with a serious expression.

"If Tsushima-kun is willing! Actually...I...I don't mind being a follower of Tsushima-kun!" The head of the archery department beside him frantically promoted himself.

On the other hand, he looked up and down the man with black hair and water hyacinth with suspicious eyes.

Minister: I don't think you are suitable to be a follower of Tsushima-kun, I am more suitable than you.

Scotland under scrutiny:…

Today's children...are they so fanatical about their classmates?

And... the other classmates have already left first, and only the other is still there.

If other people are still there, I'm afraid they will be stared at...

It will make the scalp even more numb.

Scotland thought.

"This is inappropriate, Minister..." The melancholy-looking boy frowned.

"Let you, a classmate, be my follower or something..." with an embarrassed tone.

"It's so rude." He closed the kite's left eye and shook his head.

"Tsujima-kun..." The minister was moved.

Minister: Does Tsushima-kun think of us as friends? So you won't let your friends play supporting roles by your side? ! As expected of Tsushima-kun! So soft wow wow...

The villain in the minister's heart bit his handkerchief and was moved to tears.

In reality, he couldn't help but be moved to tears.

Tsushima Shuji:  …

He immediately turned his head away from him.

The minister wiped his tears and snot, and was moved again.

Minister: It must be that I look too rude now! Tsushima-kun is afraid that I will be embarrassed later! So don't look at me on purpose!

So gentle, Master Tsushima! ! /Breaking sound

"Don't betray my trust, Midorikawa-kun." Tsushima Shuji looked at Scotland with trust written on his face.

Scotland: This trust is so heavy.

"I see, come on, Master Tsushima." Scotland nodded with a sad expression, as if looking at the heroic man who was about to go to justice.

Zero said he was coming too.

You should now be ready to take your photo.

Good luck, Kao.

Under the expectation of everyone, the boy in the white uniform finally walked to the edge of the unusual seat.

"Tsujima-kun!" Suddenly, a group of people rushed out from all around. It was the other classmates who had taken a step earlier.

Some of them are now in tracksuits, others in cheerleader clothes.

He had a black strap tied around his head, and the word "must win" was written in red font.

On the back and front of the white sportswear, the word "Demon Lord" was written in black font.

Someone even came to Tsushima Shuji with a red cloak and put it on for him.

Some people don't know where they came from holding a golden crown and handed it to Shuji Tsushima.

"Your Majesty, please put on the crown for yourself." The classmate holding the crown said into the play.

Shuji Tsushima: I'm starting to find it interesting.

Get ready to immigrate to Mars now.

Change the planet and be a human again.

"...Okay." The boy stretched out his hand, took the crown casually, and put it on his head.

"Is that so?" he asked, wearing the crown, tilting his head.

"It's so suitable for you!!" The person who handed him the crown excitedly said.

"Your Majesty, please take your scepter." One half-kneeling raised the black-red wooden scepter.

Tsushima Shuji: …It’s perfect.

Scotland: Puhahaha Kao's classmates are really well prepared.

Wearing a white suit uniform, a red cloak, and a gorgeous crown, the boy with a snow-white bandage on his right eye, the kite-colored left eye glanced at the classmates in front of him.

It was as if a proud Demon King was watching over his people.

He stretched out his hand unhurriedly and firmly grasped the scepter that was held high above his head.

"Please sit on your throne! Your Majesty!" the minister rushed out.

So the boy turned around and sat on the throne gracefully and calmly.

Holding the scepter in one hand, the other on the handle of the throne, chin resting, legs crossed, looking at the field with a cold expression.

"As expected of Master Tsushima!! Innate nobility! This suit is so suitable for him!!" Someone screamed and gave a thumbs up to the person who made the suggestion.

The head of the archery department, smiling tacitly.

"Bring victory to me..." the boy on the throne said arrogantly.

"My people." His voice was low.

"Yes!! His Majesty the Demon King!!" Everyone who was about to participate in the competition looked at each other with star eyes.

Tsushima Shuji: Although it's very..., but... as expected of me! Super stable~

"You are a follower of His Majesty the Demon King..." Someone came to Midorikawa Wu with a cold tone.

"Ah... Indeed..." The black-haired man looked helpless.

"This, take it." The other party stuffed him with a silver tray with small cakes and juice on it.

"This is an offering for His Majesty the Demon King, you are not allowed to steal it." They reminded vigilantly before leaving.

Scotland:…

"I see." He smiled helplessly and gently.

Then, holding a tray, he stood beside Tsushima Shuji who was sitting on the throne.

I didn't expect Kao to accept it, and it was unexpectedly fast.

Is it because they are the same age?

Think so.

A group of girls in cheerleading costumes took their place behind the throne.

Holding a colored ball in his hand, he danced vigorously for cheerleading.

"Come on, come on! Demon King's Army!!"

Scotland: ...The Demon King's Army...and what?

As I get older, I really don’t understand the current middle school students very well.

"Hmph, the dancing is quite gorgeous." The boy on the throne snapped his fingers, and the cheerleaders who were working hard stopped suddenly.

But I heard him praise him in an upward, as if he was delighted.

"Go ahead and provide me with more fun." The boy who was the Demon King said.

"Yes!!" The cheerleading girls responded excitedly, holding their faces~www.novelmt.com~.

Ahhhh, Tsushima-kun is so handsome, so handsome, so handsome! !

So they sang and danced harder.

Tsushima Shuji: Sure enough, there will be absolutely no problem if you face it with the way of Atobe Keigo's response~

Today I'm Shuji Atobe

…

"how to say…"

"Suddenly it's so stressful..."

"That class... is too cunning!"

"You actually let Master Tsushima suppress us!"

The contestants of the other classes looked at the unique throne on the audience stage, and the young man sitting gracefully and contemptuously above them, and let out an unwilling roar.