I Became a Demon Who Can Never Be Headpatted in the Academy?! – Chapter 90

Posted by Kuze, ? Views, Released on January 2, 2025

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Now that I knew the Vesta in front of me was fake, naturally, I, Murmur, had to find the real Vesta.

But that was an impossible story.

Nicasia’s connections,

Citrine’s wealth,

Monica’s prophecies,

all were meaningless.

What I, Murmur, was trying to do was to find a demon race that had disappeared long ago and became a ‘constellation,’ but was actually sealed in ‘Maghauscia.’

If someone told me to find something sealed in a smartphone, who would take it seriously?

* * *

“Wow… Can the atmosphere change this much?”

“I thought this wasn’t Murmur’s room.”

The daily life with the fake Vesta was surprisingly comfortable.

“I also thought I had entered the wrong room at first.”

“My goodness… Where did you get all these decorations?”

To the extent that all my friends who came to visit my room were surprised, Vesta had decorated the room cutely and beautifully.

Not that she brought pink wallpaper with teddy bears from somewhere…

“This curtain! It was so dull last time, but now it’s pink?”

“The wardrobe is also neatly organized.”

“I thought the wooden box had disappeared, but it was hidden somewhere out of sight!”

“The bookshelf is also very neatly organized? The room smells nice too.”

Are they praising her this blatantly?

I, Murmur, wanted to think it was just a novelty, but life had indeed become more comfortable.

Especially, it was so convenient to just throw clothes into the laundry basket and have them washed cleanly.

And having the dust and hair on the floor cleaned up automatically was also great.

“Thank you, ladies.”

The fake Vesta, bowing at a 90-degree angle, presented cookies and black tea she had made in the communal kitchen to my friends.

Now, my room even had a table and chairs for entertaining guests.

I wondered where she had found them so sensibly, but since such events also happened in games, it wasn’t surprising.

… Well, the problem is that it’s the ‘fake Vesta’ doing this, not the ‘real Vesta.’

Can she really be this identical?

“Sniff sniff… Yum, yum, huh?! This is, um, really delicious.”

Esme, after putting the cookie brought by the fake Vesta into her mouth, covered her mouth with her hand and exclaimed in admiration.

“Esme says every cookie is delicious.”

“This is completely different. Try it!”

Citrine chuckled slightly and reached for a cookie.

“Yum, yum… Uh, um?! It’s really delicious! Nicasia, Monica, you should try it too!”

As Citrine made a fuss, Nicasia and Monica also reached out.

“Oh? It’s really sweet and soft?”

“It’s very delicious! It’s better than the cookies from the dining hall?”

The fake Vesta’s skills seemed identical to the real Vesta’s.

Although, for me, Murmur, everything tastes delicious, so I can’t tell exactly how good it is.

“How about you, Murmur? Do you like spending the day with Vesta?”

“Yeah, Murmur feels comfortable.”

After all, I have a maid doll that does all the laundry and cleaning for me.

On the other hand, I feel uneasy about how to view and accept the ‘fake Vesta.’

“Do you shower and bathe with Vesta too?”

“Yeah, Vesta helps Murmur a lot.”

We don’t shower together, but bathing is really convenient.

Vesta scrubs my back where my hands can’t reach, and bathing together feels really good.

She also dries my hair and knows exactly which products to use in a world without body wash and shampoo, which is a big help.

“She does the laundry perfectly too.”

“Right. When Murmur comes back from class, the clothes are all fluffy.”

“Does she also make delicious snacks?”

At Monica’s cute question, I nodded.

“Vesta is smart and knows how to use all the things Murmur can use freely in the dorm.”

“Thank you for the compliment, Murmur.”

Vesta can efficiently use the things I, Murmur, couldn’t use because I didn’t know how or found them inefficient.

No wonder she’s called the all-convenient maid sister.

“With this level of competence, she might even help with difficult parts of homework.”

“I think that’s impossible.”

“Vesta tells Murmur when asked.”

Citrine covered her mouth in surprise.

“Is that really possible?”

“What if Citrine doesn’t know?”

“I, I just commissioned a craftsman with great skills through the guild’s power!”

Citrine’s face turned red as she trembled.

“Then, can she explain things I don’t know or find difficult in my studies?”

“Yeah, Vesta is smart.”

Honestly, if she couldn’t answer elementary school fifth-grade level studies, she wouldn’t be able to work as a ‘universal maid.’

And since the real Vesta can help with ‘studies’ or ‘homework’ in the high school chapter, the fake Vesta couldn’t possibly fail.

“Definitely enviable… She doesn’t whip you if you can’t do it, right?”

“… Did Nicasia get scolded in the past?”

This was a story I didn’t know.

At my question, Nicasia’s nose turned red, and she laughed awkwardly.

“There was a time when I got spanked by Riola.”

“Hey, I went through that too!”

Nicasia, still embarrassed, elegantly sipped her black tea.

Well, considering the terrifying princess’s personality, it’s no surprise Nicasia got spanked.

“Nicasia, Murmur has a question.”

“Hoho, what is it… Oh, thank you, Vesta.”

Nicasia thanked Vesta, who was refilling her teacup.

Looking at her like this, she really seems like the real Vesta.

“Nicasia, do you know a demon named Vergilia?”

“Yes, the one who received a constellation, right?”

At Nicasia’s answer, Citrine briefly looked at my face.

“She’s said to always watch over the demon race.”

“That’s right. But as someone who received a constellation, she’s said to have disappeared a very long time ago.”

“Well, among demons, there are rumors that she’s still alive somewhere and helps them.”

Nicasia really seemed to know nothing at all.

If she were hiding something, there would be some emotional fluctuation, but there was none at all.

“Murmur wants to ask Citrine. So where is Vergilia?”

“Um…”

Citrine gently stroked her chin with her finger.

“That’s… an unknown matter. There’s no specific story about where she is or who she helped.”

“Isn’t that like the hero in fairy tales?”

“Can’t deny it. There are always demons who claim to have received Vergilia’s help, but it’s always close to a rumor.”

In the end, it’s a story close to a legend that ‘such rumors’ exist.

As expected, Vergilia isn’t someone who can be found.

She doesn’t seem like someone who can be found.

“But is there a reason you brought up Vergilia? Murmur.”

Nicasia spoke in a cautious voice.

“Vesta read Murmur a fairy tale yesterday.”

There was indeed a fairy tale book borrowed from the library on the bookshelf.

But Vesta had never read it to me.

“That’s right. I read it to Murmur until she fell asleep peacefully.”

“I also asked Pearl if the story about Elaine was true after reading a fairy tale with her!”

“… Esme, Elaine’s story is true.”

At Citrine’s words, Esme’s face turned red.

“That’s why I’m saying it!”

Anyway, the fake Vesta also lies without hesitation for me, Murmur, just like the real Vesta.

Isn’t she too perfectly identical to the real Vesta?

This makes it seem like I, Murmur, am delusional about the existence of the real Vesta.

* * *

Two weeks have already passed since I started living with the fake Vesta.

In the first week, Nicasia, Esme, Monica, and Citrine bombarded me with questions every day.

Is living with Vesta comfortable?

Is it fun?

What can Vesta do?

These slightly annoying questions, as I expected, subsided by the start of the second week.

The interest in Vesta was really no different from looking at a new smartphone.

“Good work, Murmur.”

“Vesta always waits for Murmur, huh?”

Vesta bowed at a 90-degree angle and took the bag I handed her, holding it in her arms.

“Nicasia’s maids are always there too.”

“But they don’t rush over right after class like this.”

Without even turning my eyes, Nicasia had three maids clinging to her back.

Isn’t that the same?

“Today, it’s just the two of us going back.”

“Yeah, everyone’s busy.”

“I used to be the busiest…”

Nicasia naturally took my right hand.

I’ve been feeling this since last time, but is it normal for girls to hold hands like this?

Citrine does it, and Nicasia does it too.

… Is it like going to the bathroom together?

“Murmur, no after-school classes today, right?”

“Yeah, Professor Aiaie and Professor Marea are busy.”

“Then shall we go to Dragon Tail Street or Starlight Alley today?”

“Murmur has no money…”

“I’ll buy everything. I suggested it first.”

With no reason to refuse, I nodded.

“Then let’s buy a maid outfit at Starlight Alley today.”

“… To dress Murmur?”

The corner of Nicasia’s mouth twitched ominously.

“No, I remembered something Murmur told me last time.”

“Something Murmur said?”

“Yes, about Vesta. She only has one set of clothes, right?”

That’s right. There’s no second outfit for Vesta.

“So after washing that outfit… she’s naked, right?”

“Yeah, that’s right. She just stands there naked.”

“So I thought it would be nice to have a second outfit, even if it’s just a light maid dress.”

Is that necessary?

Since it’s not the real Vesta but a fake one, being naked shouldn’t be embarrassing.

“Do you think so, Nicasia?”

“Yes, and… Citrine told me. It’s not just a doll.”

“What do you mean?”

Nicasia, who had been moving her legs vigorously, stopped slightly and whispered in my ear.

“The end of the chest, or rather… all the feminine parts are there…”

“Yeah, they are. She looks just like a person.”

“Then being naked is indecent!”

Is that so?

Since it’s the same female body and recognized as ‘Maghauscia,’ isn’t it fine?

“Nicasia bathed with Murmur too.”

“That’s different from this story.”

If Nicasia says so, there’s no need to stubbornly refuse.

“Okay, then let’s buy a maid outfit for Vesta.”

“Hoho, good. Let’s buy it thinking we’re dressing a doll!”

Thank goodness.

Today’s embarrassing cute outfit dressing will be done by Vesta…

“You…! I really hate this!!!”

Nicasia and I, Murmur, were startled by the deafening scream and turned our heads.

There stood a ‘high school senior’ with a face red with anger.

And in front of her was ‘Maghauscia.’

I, Murmur, could tell at a glance, the clothes she was wearing were a mess, and her joints were clearly visible.

“Why can’t you do anything right? If you can’t do better than me, what’s the point!”

“I’m sorry…”

“Really!! Do something about that tone! I don’t want to spend money on someone like you!”

The high school senior raised her right hand and slapped Maghauscia’s cheek.

“Nicasia, did you suggest buying a maid outfit because of something like this?”

I, Murmur, probably didn’t want to be seen as a fool who ‘abuses’ Vesta, a gift from my friends.

“Well, not exactly that, but… It’s common to break or destroy Maghauscia if you don’t like it and then ask for a new one. I didn’t want Murmur to be picked on again.”

This was a setting I, Murmur, also knew.

No matter how well they mimic humans and help, Maghauscia is ultimately a ‘maid doll.’

“I really hate you, you’re so annoying. If I smell even once more on my clothes, I’ll dismantle you.”

“I’m sorry…”

“Really… I should just smash this junk right now…”

The high school senior, with a body smaller than mine, glared at Maghauscia fiercely, then turned away.

And walked into Starlight Alley, overflowing with entertainment.

“Uh…”

And at that moment, the Maghauscia who had been scolded by the senior passed by me, Murmur.

The resignation in her eyes.

The forced smile, as if this was all too familiar…

At that moment, it hit me.