Ring of Lies DKD: The Student Council

Despite the its horrendous beginning, at first it seemed like Akuto's day wasn't going to be so bad.

Junko seemed to have refrained from spreading the story much to his relief, so he only had to deal with the continued fall out from his Demon King reputation which while irritating, he was slowly getting used to. The Student Body was still torn between fascination and fear, hatred and respect. Mostly he got the usual stares and whispers behind covered hands, only one threat so far today. He'd even gotten some fortune when Fujiko offered to talk to Junko for him and even arrange a secluded meeting for them to work out their differences later that day.

Just when he'd thought his day was turning around, Kurone stepped in to dash his hopes by shamelessly requesting more sexual intercourse with out any regard that they were in public when she did so, surrounded by people who were all inordinately interested in Akuto's every move, particularly sordid details that fit in with his reputation as the Demon King. It turns out that taking advantage of a Liradan's natural obedience in order to sate his sexual urges fell under that category, never mind the fact it had been her idea, she was the one begging for it, and he'd only done it because she needed the sexual energy. It rather disturbed him that that last explanation seemed rather lame when he recounted it to others. Kurone hadn't tricked him, had she?

But the final nail in the coffin of today maybe being kind of nice was being called before the Student Council about his desire to join the Discipline Committee. It hadn't gone well at all...

It consisted of four eighteen year old girls. The President was a tiny blonde in an animated witch's hat and a bright red scarf wrapped about her neck above her school uniform. She was named Lily Shiraishi and she sat behind a round desk as the others stood to either side, Akuto standing before them the proper distance when meeting a social superior. The Vice President was Mishie Ootake, a petite pinkette who'd modified her uniform with a two sided cape, black on the outside a deep blood red on the inside. The Treasurer was another short and lithe blonde, her wild hair containing a holy blessing in the form of a pair of feline ears. Her name was Kamiyama Kanna. The final member of the council was the secretary, a tall glasses wearing girl with blue straight hair falling to her ankles simply called Arnoul.

Without much preamble beyond the introductions the President quickly accepted his application to join the Discipline Committee before casually telling him that his reputation as a fierce fighter made him a perfect candidate. Akuto felt that by now familiar sinking sensation as she explained that delinquents would go out of their way to attack him as they hated the authority he would have over their behavior. That no one chose to be a Discipline Committee member unless they wanted to show off their strength and dominate others. A perfect role for the would be Demon King as she so adroitly put it. And so another honest attempt at doing the right thing had backfired on him catastrophically. The President never gave him the chance to retract his decision, speaking over his startled objections as the rest of the girls watched him with amused and interested expressions.

It only went down hill from there.