Damian Wayne's First Day at School

As news of the Demon Group's impending press conference spread like wildfire, various factions also received the news.

"That demon king wants to start a company. What does he plan to sell? Demons from hell? Hahaha..."

"The Demon King? Raven, go investigate."

"Let's wait and see; the Demon King's power is beyond our capabilities."

Beneath this seemingly calm surface, undercurrents are surging, with various forces secretly plotting and awaiting the unknown variables that the press conference will bring.

Kino was completely unaware of the commotion caused by the Demon Group's press conference; he was fully focused on other matters.

The following day, the sunlight gently shone on the entrance of the New York elementary school.

A group of beautiful women were gathered here, but the focus was on a little girl.

"Damian, today is your first day of school, so you must listen carefully in class. If you don't understand something, go ask the teacher."

And here, take this. These are Man-eating Flower Seeds that I've carefully cultivated. If anyone bullies you, throw them at him and he'll eat them up.

As Pamela spoke, she slipped a small bag of seeds into Damian's pocket, her eyes full of concern.

"My sweet and soft little cutie, come back soon, Mom Venom will miss you."

Venom clung tightly to Damian, nuzzling him affectionately, its reluctance to part evident.

"Miss Damian, this is for you, Obsidian Dagger. It's incredibly sharp; it can even cut through steel. Keep it for self-defense."

With a serious expression, Xi placed the dagger into Damian's small schoolbag.

Frank listened to this series of absurd instructions from behind, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He muttered to himself, "It's just going to school, does it really have to be this bad?"

Indeed, Frank had nothing special to do today, so he took on the duties of the butler again.

By this time, the girls had finished saying goodbye to Damian, and it was finally Kino's turn.

"..."

Kino and Damian just stared at each other, unsure of what to say.

"Anyway, you should study hard. If you can't learn it, then eat properly and don't go hungry, okay?"

Kino awkwardly managed to squeeze out this dry remark.

"Yes, I understand, Godfather."

Damian nodded very seriously.

Frank nodded in agreement, thinking: That's more like advice from a normal person.

Kino still seemed uneasy. He crouched down, lifted Damian's trouser leg, and left a devil's mark on her calf.

"I sealed a demon inside. If you get bullied, just shout 'Demon!' and a human shield will appear to protect you. Don't use it recklessly."

Kino gave Damian some instructions.

Demons? Those powerful figures flashed through Frank's mind.

Although it's unclear which one it is, given the Young Master's personality, his strength is definitely not weak.

Young Master, you're the most outrageous one.

Frank couldn't help but think to himself, "Is it really appropriate to give a child such a summoning method?"

Aren't you afraid that the young lady is too naive and will treat summoning as a game, calling out the summons casually?

Frank gazed at the peaceful elementary school before him, a place that held fond childhood memories for him, the place where he enrolled Damian, and his alma mater.

But now, he was filled with worry, and terrifying images uncontrollably surfaced in his mind—the school being blown to pieces by the demons, with children screaming in terror amidst the billowing smoke and dust.

"Today, we will welcome a new student. Please introduce yourself!" the teacher said from the podium.

"I am Damian Wayne."

The voice was clear and crisp, yet carried a hint of aloofness.

The students sitting below also began to whisper among themselves.

"She's so beautiful."

"I saw her get out of a luxury car today; she must be very rich."

Damian also observed her future classmates, who appeared weak and immature in her eyes.

Seeing that Damian didn't intend to speak further, the teacher pointed to a seat by the window and said, "Damian, please sit over there. We're about to begin class."

Damian walked to his seat expressionlessly and sat down, listening to the teacher's long-winded lecture from the podium, while male classmates next to him chattered incessantly, trying to strike up a conversation.

She found it utterly boring; she had learned all of this before.

Why did my father want me to come to a place like this? Ordinary life is so boring; I'd rather be training.

Damian pondered to himself, his brow furrowing slightly, his eyes revealing a hint of confusion and annoyance.

He endured until the end of class, Damian ignored the classmates around him who wanted to strike up a conversation and went straight to the restroom.

After she finished washing her hands and came out, a group of tall boys blocked her way.

What are you going to do?

A boy said arrogantly, "Why didn't you talk to me during class?"

"Because I'm in class."

Damian answered calmly, inwardly thinking that his classmate was not only naive, but also stupid.

"I don't care, from now on you have to answer me whenever I speak, or I'll get my brother to beat you up."

The boy threatened menacingly, and the boys behind him clenched their fists in response, trying to increase their intimidation.

But to Damian, they looked like a few ferocious snow foxes.

Damian silently observed their positions, inwardly commenting: Full of flaws.

Look at their flabby muscles. It wouldn't take them more than 10 seconds to deal with them.

However, at least some interesting fellows have arrived. Thinking of this, Damian smiled slightly, a hint of barely perceptible excitement in his smile.

To kill time, I'll take 30 seconds to defeat them.

Just as Damian was about to make his move.

"Nathan, you're bullying your classmate again."

A sharp shout rang out, and a wooden stick attacked from behind, striking several boys accurately and sending them scrambling for cover.

A girl in an orange hoodie wielded a broom with great skill and flair.

Are you alright?

"It's nothing, you just stole my prey," Damian said somewhat disgruntled, crossing his arms.

"You stole my prey, wow! That's a cool way to put it. Hello, my name is Chen Xiaoyu, you can call me Xiaoyu."

Xiaoyu threw down the broom in her hand, her face beaming with a warm smile.

"Hello."

Damian responded coldly, then turned and walked towards the classroom without looking back.

She was already planning to ask her godfather for permission to drop out of school; there was no need to waste time on someone she would never see again.

Damian was pondering how to bring it up with Kino.