Welcome to Demon School! Iruma-kun (魔入りました！入間くん)

Iruma Suzuki, age 14,

is the only human being currently living

in the netherworld.

As he works hard while attending the demon school Babyls,

and receives continuous praise for his efforts,

he discovers and pursues what his most ardent ambition is

as a student.

His goal: to raise his rank.

So now, what could be awaiting him?

Only time will tell.

"The Misfit Class's New Term."

I'm Iruma Suzuki, age 14. And I'm a human.

However, I'm currently attending Babyls, a school for demons.

If I may ask, Master Iruma, what are you doing?

--Our morning-- --Our morning giddy grooming!

Morning!

Morning!

Our new term's starting.

What did you do over break?

Good morning!

Mm. Good day.

Good morning!

I can't hear you!

Good morning!

At Babyls, the entire student body and teaching staff

are demons.

There's no telling what would happen if they found out

I was a human.

Good morning.

Good morning.

We love you, Master Romi!

And that's why I have to do whatever I can

not to stand out.

Hey, there's Iruma!

But...

Iruma and the rest of the Misfit Class

managed to take down a magical beast that suddenly appeared

at Walter Park, the popular amusement park where

they happened to be during their end-of-terminus.

And because of their success,

they were now considered heroes of the netherworld.

Iruma played an especially huge role.

-- Yo, Iruma! -- Asmodeus, you rock!

Hey, Misfits!

It's the heroes from Walter Park!

I saw you on the news!

Hey!

After all that, it might be impossible not to stand out.

This is devi bad! We need emergency evac, pronto!

Hey, Iruma! Show me that lovely face!

Quick, look over here!

Iruma! Iruma!

Eiko...

Oh my, I'm feeling this deep ache in my chest.

But, you know, it's not because it's being physically squished.

It's that my heart is practically pounding out of it!

Mmmmm...

Ah...!

Goodness me...

I do believe we've got a gentleman on our hands!

Master Iruma! To the classroom, quick!

--Okay! --Get off me!

I wonder how everyone else from class is doing.

Um. Why are you posing?

Rival!

-- Look, it's Iruma! -- And Asmodeus!

What do you mean?

We couldn't ignore our fans! This fame is so much fun.

It's fan service!

They've been asking us for selfies and autographs

all morning! It's amazing!

Can you blame them for admiring me,

the next Demon King? It's only natural.

Ah-ha! So this must be the garden of ecstasy

I've only dreamed of wandering till now!

They've let this go to their heads.

Looks fun! Me, too!

You know what this means?

All the members of the Misfit Class are finally here!

Who knew the Walter Park effect was gonna be this huge?

Not to mention, we're using the Royal One.

When I look back on it now, I think we were always worthy

of this classroom, and just didn't realize.

There's no doubt about it. Considering how amazing

and heroic we all are, I'm gonna go ahead and say

Emperor Doom and Gloom is pretty twisted for

trying to give us more homework--

Hmph.

Today is the first day of your new term.

Much occurred during your end-of-terminus,

so you'd best lose your lax attitudes from break

and prepare for your studies.

--Sir! -- Sir!

The Harvest Festival, not to mention the Music Festival--

Just two of this term's many pending events.

And, you'll be taking the rank-advancement exams.

I finally made it down from there.

Iruma sir, it sounds like this will give us many opportunities

to rise in the ranks!

Yeah! Mm-hmm! Let's do our best.

Rank up! Upsy-daisy! Up, up and away!

But...

"But"?

-- "But"? -- "Butts"?

That would only be the case if you were normal first-years.

Now then, hear this, Misfit Class.

Each and every one of you is "special."

Are those headphones?

Actually, I believe those are ear protectors.

Being in the King's Classroom,

respectfully called "the Royal One,"

also entails taking classes worthy of its sanctity

and prestige.

Huh?

Attention, students!

Here is a Babyls special class order!

Let it be known that members of the Misfit Class

must reach Dalet rank before becoming second-years!

Dalet, the borderline rank

students achieve, just before they finally graduate.

However, requiring first-years to reach that rank

is not merely abnormal. Indeed, it is almost unheard of.

If you fail this order,

you will all be immediately ejected from the Royal One!

What?!

First-years all achieving Dalet rank.

That will be quite the feat.

Are you fools even listening to me?!

No!

I don't wanna!

Taking away our fun just as it started is too cruel.

It's mortifying.

--Not a chance! --There's no way!

Oh, my ladies!

However, this is only part of your classes.

You will not endure impossible tasks.

In order to help you all advance to Dalet,

our school has prepared a plan.

Huh...?

Hey, loves!

Special tutors for all of you.

Sergeant Furfur's with Jazz and Allocer.

Hey! Are you boys ready?

-- Furfur?! -- Bewilderment!

Lady Vepar will be with Goemon and Agares.

-- Ah? -- Huh...?

Hello, babies!

Miz Raim will be with X and Valac.

Oh, my.

We get Miz Lovelyn?!

Exquisite.

Mr. Hat will be with Crocell and Camui.

-- Ah? -- Victory!

As in one of the families of the Three Heroes of

the Great War in Demon Valley?! That Furfur?!

But-- But-- Wait a second!

Sabnock and Asmodeus, you'll be with Shichiro.

Ah. Hmm.

Professor Balam.

Hello, there.

--Hah! --Ah.

Yes! I am so ready for this!

Huh?

Doesn't that mean...

The only one left is...

-- --Relax, it's not me.

I'm merely assigning instructors.

Try not to look so relieved. Ingrates.

If it's not him, who do you think our tutor's gonna be?

Duh. He's right there, see for yourself.

Uh?

-- -- Aw, shucks!

I'm still a newbie, and I get to be a mentor?

But don't you worry!

If you put yourselves in my hands, I vow, you will rank up!

Feel free to call me "Master"!

After school!

So...

That's the lesson for today.

Make sure you study and review it thoroughly.

Especially you bunch of slackers!

Are you even listening to me?!

Actually, my brain isn't retaining any

of this information right now.

That announcement this morning kinda came out of nowhere.

Yeah! So I hope we're doing something cool

for our special lessons!

Nah. It's not good. Don't you get it?

We'll be worked to the bone.

They might even just drag us onto the battlefield.

Oh, I'm sure they'll explain it all soon--

Are you done with class, everyone?

It's time to get this show on the road!