Extra Demon: Sacred Academy of Light

"Well, well, hahaha, that wasn't so bad... Right, Leslie?" I walked with my hands in my pockets, heading towards the Sunflower Building, asking the woman with black hair and violet eyes that shone like stars. Her hands were wrapped around my neck like chains... her legs were also wrapped around my waist...

"Hehehe, I'll never leave you... for all eternity," hearing her words as if they were a terrible curse on my soul... I ignored the latter half of her words and walked in silence... the sun was beginning to set on the horizon, along the white brick streets. The beautiful light, along with the gentle swaying of the flowers around, allowed me to glimpse the large building.

Around the entrance were a few students, all of them first-years, but at the moment, I couldn't identify any of them...

They were happily talking among themselves, but the moment they saw me... they frowned in hatred. There's no need to say why. Ignoring them completely, I entered the building... I don't know why, but somehow I've gotten used to Leslie hanging on me. Besides, it's not that heavy...

in fact, her skin is soft like a sponge pressing against me... quite stimulating.

We got into the elevator, which is quite modern, but instead of using complex materials, it uses gravity mana... pressing the floor number, which is 15, we're the only ones, so it's just a ride for the two of us...

"Art, why was the white bitch staring at you all the time?" Leslie's sweet voice was innocent... looking directly at her, her eyes were as clear as water, I felt that something was extremely wrong... "I'm not sure, but I'd like to think she's just curious about how a student can be so weak, don't you think?" I replied as calmly as possible, shrugging it off as if it were nothing...

Feeling her arms tighten even more around my neck, I felt a shiver run down my spine: "Don't worry... I'll protect you forever; just don't push me away..." her words were small whispers assaulting my ears... swallowing dryly... the elevator doors open...

the corridors of the Sunflower Building are yellow and gold, along with large light orbs on the ceiling, and in some parts, there were extravagant plants... walking towards my door number...

"I suppose she hasn't noticed Evelyn's gaze yet, or she simply can't read her expression, considering that most of Evelyn's gaze is sleepy... that's good...

[Number of rooms: 250]

[Arthur: Hope Class]

There's a new crystal tablet with my name engraved on it... "What the hell... it seems the academy likes to show off how much money it has; the letters of my name are made of black gold."

"Leslie, it's time, you have to get down..." Speaking to her as gently as possible, after almost bonding more with her, it's easier to understand how she thinks...

"No!! I don't want to leave you!" She presses her body even closer to mine and starts throwing a tantrum like a child...

"No, we can't, you know they sanction students of different sexes if they're seen entering the same room..." I say, caressing her hands...

"B-But..." She resists... "You must think that we'll be together for a full seven days, just you and me..." I tell her with a smile...

Leslie's empty eyes light up like stars: "That's true!" She quickly gets off my back... she looks at me with rosy cheeks and quickly enters her apartment, which was next to mine...

Sighing... I slowly open my door. Things are as usual; I don't have many things to decorate my room, but I don't need them either. It's simply an old man's room... taking off my shirt and letting it fall on the bed... I sit on the chair, looking out the window...

today, many things happened, many of them, but before that...

"Status"

[Name: Arthur]

[Demonic Race: Lesser Creature]

[Vitality: 1 year]

[Age: 17 years]

[Level 10]

[Strength: 25 (+1.5)]

[Agility: 20 (+1.5)]

[Endurance: 22 (+1.5)]

[Defense: 20 (+1.5)]

[Mana Points: 27 (+1.5)]

[Skill Points: 0]

[Skills]

[Blue Flame]

[Seduction] [Description: The seduction skill makes people feel a strong attraction towards you. The more interest you gain from that person, the easier it will be to control their mental state (It only works if the target is in a lustful state).]

[Persuasion] [Description: Capable of convincing and manipulating people through a set of actions focused on influencing an individual through arguments, evidence, and emotional tactics.]

[Unique Skills]

[Corruption Lvl1] [10/100] [Description: Allows slowly corrupting a human's soul until it's completely turned into a demon's soul. The level of corruption depends on the bearer's actions.]

[Defect]

[Your soul and flesh burn for all eternity]

[Primordial Seals: 1/7]

[Objectives]

[Leslie Violet Rose (The Fourth Seraphim)] [Status: Sealed]

[Corruption Level: 5%]

[Seraphim Interest Levels]

[Emilia Rose White: 30 (Curious)]

[Leslie Violet Rose: 200 (Damn it, brother, you've surpassed human limits)]

[Evelyn Red Rose: 20 (Sleepy)]

"Huh, the stats changed?" Looking at the status window... I was surprised that the stats had changed...

[The stats were changed according to the host's preferences]

[If the host desires, they can revert to the previous stats]

"No, leave them as they are; it's much easier to understand this way." The previous stat format was the same as the protagonist's; it was very confusing for the fandom to understand. It was the first time stats had been seen so high at such a low level...

[Understood]

Wearing a somber expression: "I only have one year to live... System, what are the requirements to evolve?"

[Requirements!]

[Information sealed!]

[Host must complete a mission!]

[Mission!!]

[Survive the first event!]

[Description: In the first event, the Fourth Seraphim will lose control of herself! The only one capable of stopping her awakening is the host]

[Requirements! The Fourth Seraphim must have the seal at less than 10 percent!]

[Fourth Seraphim: Sealed (0%)]

[Rewards: Information for the host's evolution!]

[Failure: Death!]

"Damn it! Why are you so unfair to me!!" Cursing the system... I looked with clenched teeth at the requirements!! Less than 10 percent... and the worst part is, if it goes beyond 10 percent... I'll die...

The protagonist's system was more flexible... he didn't have to sacrifice years of his life for a skill... I want to believe this is divine punishment for killing him...