The Misfit of Demon King Academy (WN)
chapter-235-2

Seeing his daughter’s boyfriend kneeling under the eaves, the father felt an unfathomable hatred for the man who would soon take his daughter away.

Despite knowing his daughter would hate him for it, his awkward, great love wouldn’t let him invite her boyfriend into their house, and cutting him off was akin to turning him away out of doting love.

“一<Holy-Demonic Love-Hate Sword Explosion Dio Grezeas>.” (Anos)

With my voice, Lay’s sources exploded one after another.

Blown away, he died five times, revived five times, died another five times, then revived the same number of times.

In the brief moment he was on the ground, Lay had taken a total of ten hits.

“W… What was that…?” (Lay)

“A new spell I recently developed, <Holy-Demonic Love-Hate Sword Explosion Dio Grezeas> is an attack that makes love and hatred explode. Normally, <Love Sanctuary Teo Aske> works by combining the love of two people into one, but this one activates <Love Sanctuary Teo Aske> by combining love and hatred.” (Anos)

“Hatred…? Doesn’t that mean it’s no longer a love spell…?” Misa asked curiously.

“If it were just hatred, yes. But sometimes love crosses a line and turns into hatred. That’s what love-hate is. The feelings of frustration towards his daughter’s lover, the awkward love that never lets him back down — This parental love is what creates the blade that crushes two lovers’ <Holy Love Sword Explosion Teo Traloth>, and that is the <Holy-Demonic Love-Hate Sword Explosion Dio Grezeas> spell.” (Anos)

Because of his immense love for his daughter, Shin was burning with an extraordinary hatred towards Lay, who was trying to take her away. But that wasn’t to say that he truly despised him. When I peered into the abyss of his hatred, I could find love at its core. Hatred was also a form of love.

If there was one flaw in this spell that so easily overpowered Lay’s <Holy Love Sword Explosion Teo Traloth>, it was that Shin could only use it when fighting against Lay. Simply put, it couldn’t be used against an enemy.

“Now, do you understand? Your form of love still falls short of a parent’s love. There’s no need to hold back. Come at me with the <Two-Handed Holy Love Sword Explosion Ligaro Tir Traloth>.” (Anos)

Misa, while helping Lay up, turned her gaze to him.

“…It’s a pathetic thing to ask, but could you lend me your strength…?” (Lay)

With her head down, Misa softly said, “…Yes…”

She quietly raised her hands above her head, and from them, darkness overflowed and enveloped her body.

“…Though I wish you wouldn’t ask in such a stand-offish manner…” (Misa)

Countless lightning bolts ran through the darkness that covered her.

As the lightning sliced through the darkness, her form was revealed.

She was wearing a betel nut black dress and had six spirit wings on her back.

When she turned her head, her deep sea-like hair swayed gently.

What appeared was her true form.

The great spirit who embodied the legend of the Demon King of Tyranny.

“My body and heart have long been yours.” (Misa)

Taking Misa’s gracefully outstretched hand, Lay turned forward again.

To face the huge, huge obstacle to their love.

“Father.” (Misa)

Misa’s unwavering gaze made Shin look away slightly.

“Father, please listen to me. Won’t you properly look me in the eyes?” (Misa)

“We are in the middle of a lesson. Do not address me as ‘Father’.” Shin replied sharply.

“…I understand. In that case, I will force you to hear us out.” (Misa)

Lay stored the Sword of Three Races back into a magic circle, and took out his unique sword instead.

The two of them gripped that sword together.

“With this love, we will defeat you, Father. Even if I have to tie you down, today you will listen.” (Misa)

With their breaths perfectly synchronized, they pointed the tip of their sword at Shin.

The <Love Sanctuary Teo Aske> of Lay and Misa, with their bodies and hearts united, flared up several times stronger than before, blazing brightly as if exploding with light.

“I accept your challenge.” (Shin)

From Shin’s body, the <Love Sanctuary Teo Aske> of love and hate pulsed violently, transforming into a massive pillar of light swirling like a vortex.

“Lay, today I would like to… Will you follow my lead…?” (Misa)

“I love you.” (Lay)

Misa’s cheeks flushed brightly.

Turning her face away, she spoke shyly.

“…You don’t need to say it, I already know…” (Misa)

The glow of their <Love Sanctuary Teo Aske> intensified, and light rose up like a tornado.

Lay perfectly synchronized his movements with Misa’s.

Now united in body and mind, the lovers challenged the intimidating presence known as “father.”

“<Two-Handed Holy Love Sword Explosion Ligaro Tir Traloth>!” (Misa & Lay)

Shin braced his feet, gritted his teeth, and blocked the thrust of the sword full of love with <Holy-Demonic Love-Hate Sword Explosion Dio Grezeas>.

Light clashed with light, and love roared against love.

“…Misa, one day you may also leave the nest. However, you are still a child now. Let me tell you this. What you have is merely a delusion of love, a game of pretend that cannot hope to match the level of parental love…” (Shin)

Shin slightly pushes back Misa and Lay’s <Two-Handed Holy Love Sword Explosion Ligaro Tir Traloth>.

“Kuh…!” (Lay)

Lay gritted his teeth. Shin’s magic was just that powerful.

Even a slight shift in momentum would push them back in an instant.

Instantly, Misa spoke.

“Ah, mother…!” (Misa)

Shin turned around with incredible speed.

Of course, there was no one there.

“Now!” (Misa)

“I tip my hat to you, Misa!” (Lay)

Shin got careless for a moment. Looking away in the middle of a battle was an unforgivable mistake for the right-hand man of the Demon King.

The very words that brought about this situation were born of her earnest desire to be acknowledged, no matter what underhanded means she might have to use, reflecting her innocent love.

He wouldn’t be a man if he didn’t respond to that.

The sword of love burned with hot passion.

“I love you!” (Lay)

“I love you too!” (Misa)

In an overwhelming explosion of light, Shin was engulfed along with his sword of love and hatred by the intensity of the two lovers’ passion.