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

The netherworld.

The realm where all demons live.

And the monarch who rules is the Demon King.

However, the Demon King's throne has sat empty for ages.

Only the most worthy

will inherit this seat of sovereignty,

but who will it be?

"Iruma-kun Demon School."

Iruma, you're gonna take over from here.

-Don't screw it up. -Yes, sir.

And if you can't handle it, I'm docking half your pay!

Iruma Suzuki, 14 years old.

He is being forced to work on a tuna fishing boat.

Simply put, his parents are selfish scumbags

who refuse to work, so it's all on him.

I'm not gonna get by on half a paycheck.

Huh?

Huh?

Huh?

Huh?

Huh?

Huh?

"Sold"? What is happening right now?

Hmm.

Wait. Wh-where are we going? Who are you?!

Come again?

Now you will understand the Demon language.

Iruma Suzuki, we are in the netherworld.

-The what? - It's the realm of demons.

Realm of...

I can understand you.

I've put you under a spell.

Wait, you can do that?

Well, of course I can.

I'm a demon.

It's part of the package.

Are you joking?

No, child, I'm not.

My name is Sullivan, and I'm a demon.

And you should know,

you're here because your parents made a deal

to sell your soul to me,

so now you're mine.

My parents seriously sold my soul to a demon?

But they would never do tha...

Actually, they totally would.

What's that?

That is my mansion.

Now what happens?

What are you going to do with me?!

Huh?

Please, young Iruma, won't you be my grandson?

Huh?

You see, I've been alone here all this time.

It's always been my dream to have a grandchild to spoil.

Grandchild?

Levi and Belial bragging about their grandkids

makes me so jealous.

I'll buy you anything you want,

and I'll spoil you rotten.

So, please, please say you'll be my grandson!

Uh, but you just told me I was sold to you.

Can I even say no?

I'll respect your wishes.

If you don't wanna stay, I won't force you.

But what should I do?

For my entire life

I've never said no!

Indeed.

Iruma Suzuki is a complete

and total pushover.

You can handle this yourself.

Sure, no problem.

Whenever he's asked to do something...

Sorry about this.

Oh, it's my pleasure, ma'am.

...and even when he isn't asked at all.

Ah, keep chasing me, don't feel bad.

Even in ridiculous situations.

He will consent to anything and can't say no.

He's such a pushover even he finds himself pathetic.

But, I mean,

Most people would say no

to this insanity, wouldn't they?

Well, if it's okay to turn him down...

Uh, So, I think I...

- That said... -

That's exactly why

I'm pushing you so hard.

Come on, I'm literally begging right now!

You'd be fulfilling the dying wishes

of an old man! Please!

Words Iruma stands no chance against...

Number 1: "Please."

Number 2: "Help."

Number 3: "I beg of you."

- -

I just became a demon's grandson.

After living through 14 years of misfortune,

Iruma has the habit of accepting anything.

Alrighty, now that that's been settled...

Whoa! Wait a sec. What is all this?

You're my first grandchild.

Your food, clothing, shelter, and...

Now, what is this?

Your education.

You look so perfect and adorable!

I'm going to enroll you in a demon school.

The best demon school there is.

A demon school? Is that a thing?

Because of your low-life parents,

you were forced to start working young

and never got your chance to go to school.

But fear not,

all the paperwork's been taken care of.

I am your grandpa, remember?

My grandpa...

Whoo! I love how that sounds

when you say it.

On your first day,

we have to take a picture.

Could we slow down?

There's never been a human being

enrolled at this school,

but you won't be eaten as long as

they don't find out what you are.

If they find out, they'll eat me?!

Sploosh!

This fragrance will cover up your human scent,

so you can stop worrying.

Um, you know. I'd actually rather--

I'm so relieved that you're

-such a delightful kid, Iruma. -Huh?

If you had declined...

I'd have had no other choice

but to eat you for dinner tonight.

Sorry, you were saying? Oh, nothing.

Henceforth, this room is yours.

It is?

You'll have to get up early tomorrow

for your first day, so get plenty of sleep.

Good night.

Uh, but, I...

You take your whims much too far.

Opera.

You could've adopted any

or all of the demons you wanted.

Why would you adopt a human as your grandson?

What could you possibly be up to?

Nothing, really.

Hmm. You'll understand someday, Opera.

I simply cannot wait for tomorrow.

I have my very own room.

Never had that before.

My whole life has just been hell, really.

Hmm.

Huh?

It's like a dream. A bizarre dream.

Ah, it was real!

Hey, Iruma! Good morning!

Did you sleep well last night?

Oh, joy. My grandson's first day of school.

Picture time. Iruma, stand right next to that.

Uh, what is this thing?

"Entrance ceremony"?

I can read it.

This must be another one of Sulli...

I mean, Grandpa's spells.

- -

I'm so happy!

My grandson's first day of school!

His first little bag.

So innocent! So pure!

Um, pardon me, you're Opera, is that right, or...

About this school...

-Take a look. -Huh?

Huh?!