The Daily Life of the Demon King

Chapter 192 - 192: Meeting the First Survivors

(Well, this year has come to an end. I am glad that you were with me this year. And I also hope that we will not say goodbye. All I want is for you to be healthy and continue reading my story, so be happy, my dear readers. Mua:з)

Alex remained with his robotic dog, G.I.R., while Rebecca, Brunhilde, Stitch, and MIMI headed in the opposite direction. He watched them until they disappeared behind the school wall.

"The back entrance," Alex thought. "Rebecca decided to lead them there. It's a smart choice but also a foolish one."

He suspected most of the students had likely rushed to the back exit, trying to escape the school. He concluded that Rebecca had chosen this route more as an opportunity to take out as many zombies as possible and blow off some steam accumulated over the past week.

Alex glanced at his loyal companion.

"Think your mom will blow something up?" he asked G.I.R., suppressing a chuckle.

The robotic dog responded with an exaggerated shrug. Even he wasn't sure if Rebecca could restrain herself. Alex sighed heavily.

The sounds of chaos—screams and the crunch of torn flesh—echoed throughout the building. A full-fledged zombie apocalypse was unfolding. The infection spread rapidly, claiming more and more victims. Alex crouched next to the corpse of a teacher and began rummaging through the man's pockets. Finally, he found a wallet, extracted some coins, and smiled.

"Are you serious?" Göndul's voice rang out through their spiritual connection. "Looting corpses? That's immoral."

"It's not looting; it's collecting spare change," Alex replied, tossing the coins in his hand. "Gotta keep myself entertained somehow."

Göndul's sisters fell silent, deciding it was best not to try and understand Alex's actions. This task had seemingly fallen to Brunhilde, who was still struggling to make sense of his logic.

Alex stood, called G.I.R., and headed for the main entrance. The school's lobby greeted him with a horrifying sight: the torn-apart bodies of students lay scattered everywhere. Alex barely had time to think that the zombie apocalypse here seemed to be progressing more slowly when the corpses began to stir.

"Why do I even bother tempting fate?" he muttered, flicking a coin at the nearest zombie.

The metal pierced the creature's head, ricocheted, and killed several others before embedding itself in the wall. Alex smirked, lit a cigarette, and walked forward at a leisurely pace, occasionally sending coins into the skulls of the undead.

"G.I.R., your turn. I choose you," Alex said, pointing at the crowd of reanimated corpses.

The robotic dog silently activated its power hammer and charged into the fray. Each swing turned zombies into bloody pulp or sent them flying into walls with a sickening crunch. Alex grinned and followed at a calm pace, supporting G.I.R. with precise coin throws. Within minutes, the lobby was cleared.

Alex approached a map on the wall to locate the nurse's office. After pinpointing its location, he and G.I.R. moved on.

Climbing to the next floor, Alex barely noticed a pair of zombies tumbling down the stairs. The reanimated corpses writhed at his feet, trying to grab his boots. One swift kick from Alex shattered the first zombie's skull, while G.I.R. finished the second with a hammer strike.

Alex's once-clean boots were now splattered with blood. He shot G.I.R. a stern look, but the robotic dog feigned ignorance and indifferently continued up the stairs.

"Cheeky little punk," Alex muttered, smirking as he followed his companion.

G.I.R. pretended not to hear his master's remark and focused on the path ahead. Alex simply shook his head and resumed climbing.

His coins quickly ran out, and the thought of

Alex narrowed his eyes, studying Kohta carefully. But instead of getting angry, he suddenly burst into loud laughter, clutching his stomach. This unexpected laughter only deepened the confusion of the others.

"What's going on here?" Saya was the first to snap. "Fatty, why did you call him the Demon King? And why are you saying they shouldn't be here?"

Kohta looked helplessly at Saya, unsure of how to answer. Everything happening felt like an absurd nightmare to him. Meanwhile, Saeko watched Alex with mild interest, as if trying to figure out what kind of person he was. Takashi, on the other hand, furrowed his brow, struggling with the feeling that something was starting to resurface in his memory. Shizuka simply stood there with a vacant look, not even pretending to understand what was going on.

Alex, finishing his laughter, gently turned to Kohta:

"Hey, chubby, what's your name?"

"My—My name is Kohta Hirano," he stammered.

"Don't worry, I don't bite," Alex reassured him, his voice taking on a friendly tone. "You seem to be a fan of anime and weapons? We'll have plenty to talk about."

Kohta seemed to relax a little, though his gaze on Alex and his companions remained wary. Meanwhile, the other survivors exchanged confused glances. Saya, losing her patience, finally asked sharply:

"Can someone explain what's going on here? Why are you all speaking like that?"

Alex turned to her, his gaze turning serious but his voice still soft:

"One thing at a time, pinkie. But first, let's make sure this place is safe. Then we'll talk."

Saya gritted her teeth in irritation at the nickname but restrained herself and nodded. Alex approached Kyoko and asked her to share everything she knew about the area.

Kohta avoided eye contact, clearly afraid to meet Saya's gaze, as she seemed ready for the next round of questions. Alex raised an eyebrow in mild surprise and turned back to her.

"So, what do you want to know, Saya Takagi? I'll try to answer your questions within reason," he said, his tone calm but with a hint of teasing.

"Why did he call you the Demon King? And what did he mean when he said you shouldn't be in this world? And finally, what are these strange creatures that behave like nothing has happened?" she began, narrowing her eyes demandingly.

Alex gave a slight smirk, noting how her manner reminded him of Hlökk—she too enjoyed asking uncomfortable questions. A shadow of nostalgia crossed his face before he realized that everyone present was now watching him, clearly expecting an answer.

Rebecca, arms crossed over her chest, displayed complete indifference, obviously not planning to get involved. Brunhilda, as usual, preferred silence, leaving the explanations to Alex.

"To begin with, let me introduce myself. My companions are Rebecca and Brunhilda. The ones you call 'strange creatures' are G.I.R., MIMI, and Stitch. And yes, I strongly recommend you don't call them strange, or they might make things difficult for you. As for me, as Kohta said, I am indeed the Demon King. And about the other world... we really aren't from this world. Ta-da," with these words, Alex formed a rainbow, literally woven in his hands.

Saya froze, staring at the colorful arcs of light, her face twisting in confusion.

"Wh-what? A rainbow? But how?!" she muttered, pointing a trembling finger at his palms.

"This is anti-scientific! You can't create a rainbow without refraction of light, and certainly not with your hands!" Saya began rambling, trying to process what was happening.

Alex couldn't help but frown. She was more surprised by the rainbow than by the fact that they came from another world? Scanning the others, he noticed they were all focused on his hands, seemingly forgetting the more significant part of the conversation.

"Hah, pinkie, the rainbow in Alex hands surprised you more than everything else? What a child," Rebecca added with a smirk.

"A child?! Do you even know who I am?! I'm a genius, and..." Saya began, her indignation fueling another verbal battle.

Alex simply tiredly placed his hand on his forehead. He realized that if Saya and Rebecca stayed near each other, their arguments could go on forever.

Meanwhile, Shizuka watched the rainbow with delight, as if it were a magic trick, and demanded Alex repeat it. Kyoko looked bewildered, contemplating how absurd the situation was becoming. Saeko closely studied Alex, clearly intrigued.

Takashi looked pale, struggling to stay on his feet while Rei tried to help him deal with a headache. Kohta still couldn't believe that the characters he thought were fictional were standing before him. The two surviving girls kept their distance, trying to make sense of what was happening.

MIMI, however, didn't take her gaze off Takashi, as though she noticed something unusual. Alex, unaware of this, raised his hand to get their attention.

"Alright, girls, enough arguing. The main thing now is to get out of here. We'll introduce ourselves, discuss the plan, and move on. Okay?" he said, raising his arms to ease the tension.

Rebecca and Saya exchanged a glance and huffed, but this time, Alex managed to break up their clash without much trouble. He tiredly rubbed his forehead, noting that the girl with pigtails seemed to have the same personality as Rebecca.

When the situation finally calmed down a bit, everyone started introducing themselves one by one. Alex was pleased that no one had panicked so far, but he suspected that once they were safe, the realization would hit, bringing a new wave of questions.

His gaze fell again on MIMI, who was still observing Takashi. Alex squinted slightly. He'd need to find out later what she noticed.

To be continued...