The Demon Goes to Work Today As Well

Chapter 36: Affiliation Consultation (1)

The next day.

“Everyone’s expressions are grim.”

The instructor who entered the classroom spoke as he observed the demons’ faces.

“Are you disheartened because of your poor grades? If you give up quickly, your chances of survival will diminish.”

“””…”””

At the instructor’s sharp remark, the demons shrank their shoulders, not uttering a single word.

“You’re all a bunch of defeated soldiers. I’ll deliver a new announcement.”

Normally, the demons would have shown curiosity at the word “announcement,” but perhaps due to the aftermath of the exam, no one displayed any interest.

“Today, instead of class, we’ll be having ‘Affiliation Consultations,’ so keep that in mind. For your information, the Affiliation Consultation is to discuss which affiliation among the 72 Demon Lords is a good fit for you, so think beforehand about which affiliation you’d like to join.”

At the instructor’s words, one demon who always asked questions raised his hand.

“Speak.”

“Anyway, if we don’t make it into the top 10, we’ll be disposed of, so is there a need for a consultation?”

The instructor nodded at the demon’s question and replied.

“Of course there is. Because if you’re chosen by a Demon Lord at the upcoming ‘Competition,’ you can avoid disposal even if you don’t rank in the top 10.”

“””!!!”””

At the mention of avoiding disposal, the demons’ eyes widened as they looked at the instructor.

“The Affiliation Consultation is about preparing documents to appeal your abilities to the Demon Lords.”

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As the instructor explained, the classroom began to grow noisy.

“Quiet! I’m not finished explaining yet.”

The demons shut their mouths and listened attentively to the instructor with eager eyes.

“However, if you’re chosen by a Demon Lord, you’ll start as a ‘Slave’ instead of a 9th Rank. Also, if you perform well, you’ll be able to take the promotion exam, so it’s not bad.”

The demons frowned momentarily at the word ‘Slave,’ but then…

“It’s better than being dead.”

“It’s not like we’ll be slaves forever.”

“They said we can take the promotion exam, right?”

Avoiding disposal was the most important thing, so they didn’t mind much.

“But it’s best not to get your hopes up too high. Only 20 demons are chosen at each Competition.”

It was only a small fraction, but being chosen was better than nothing.

The demons clenched their fists, their motivation reignited.

“If there’s a demon among the 10 graduates chosen by a Demon Lord, that demon will start as an 8th Rank instead of a 9th Rank. And if the top graduate is chosen, they’ll start as a 5th Rank instead of a 6th Rank.”

Jung Minwoo, who had been listening to the class with an indifferent attitude until now, showed interest for the first time.

‘Starting as a 5th Rank if chosen by a Demon Lord?’

Since he had already spoken with Satan, he was guaranteed to be chosen.

“So, you should all prepare diligently for the Competition, right?”

At the mention of the Competition, Jung Minwoo fell into thought for a moment.

‘Preparing for the Competition… I guess it wouldn’t matter if I didn’t.’

Since he had a high chance of graduating at the top and had already spoken with Satan, he didn’t want to show off in front of the Demon Lords.

‘I can just do a simple self-introduction and go back to my seat.’

Just as he concluded that he wouldn’t prepare for the Competition…

“Minwoo, which affiliation are you thinking of joining? Ribbit, ribbit.”

Rok spoke to him in a quiet voice.

“I’ll explain that when everyone gathers later.”

Thinking about the future, he had to bring the Demon Communion members to his affiliation no matter what, but…

‘…I’m not sure if Satan will choose them.’

Considering that he hadn’t had subordinates for a long time, it seemed likely that he wouldn’t choose them.

Of course, after graduation, they could apply to the same affiliation and work together, but…

‘I can’t miss the opportunity to raise their ranks.’

It took a considerable amount of time to raise a rank, so he didn’t want to miss this chance.

Jung Minwoo decided to talk to Satan separately when he met him.

‘If he doesn’t agree to choose them… joining another Demon Lord’s affiliation wouldn’t be a bad idea.’

And later, he could bring them back to his side.

Once his thoughts were organized…

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“Affiliation consultations will begin with student number 1 when the first period starts, so come to the faculty office when the bell rings.”

The instructor left the classroom as if he had finished everything he had to say.

“Rok, let’s go to the meeting room right away.”
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Jung Minwoo decided to finish the conversation quickly before the next class started and headed to the meeting room with Rok.

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As soon as the Demon Communion members gathered, Jung Minwoo told them about his meeting with Satan.

“You met with the Demon Lord in advance… Minwoo-nim, you truly are amazing.”

“What does he look like?”
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“…Does this mean he’s already picked you out?”

T h i s w a s c o p ie d f r o m k i n g m t l . o r g
“As expected of Minwoo! Ribbit, ribbit.”

The Demon Communion members exclaimed in admiration.

‘…Under normal circumstances, I wouldn’t have told them.’

However, considering the current situation and the fact that the Demon Communion members were bound to him by contract, there was no risk of the information leaking, so he decided to be honest.

“Then, does this mean we don’t need to prepare separately for the ‘Competition’?”

Venus asked, and Jung Minwoo shook his head.

“I’m fine, but I can’t guarantee that he’ll choose you. It’s better to be prepared.”

“What happens if the Demon Lord doesn’t choose us?”

“Then, you’ll have to join another Demon Lord’s faction, raise your rank, and then come back to my faction.”

Venus nodded in understanding at Jung Minwoo’s explanation.

“So, when you have your affiliation consultation, don’t say that you’re going to the Demon Lord’s faction. Say that you’re still considering your options.”

“That’s a good idea.”

It would be better to appeal to the other Demon Lords by leaving the possibility open and not choosing a faction during the consultation.

‘There’s no Demon Lord who wouldn’t drool over high-performing students.’

Elin, who was listening to the conversation, cautiously raised her hand.

“…What if we go to another faction and can’t come back?”

Jung Minwoo answered with a serious expression.

“If that happens, we’ll have no choice but to focus on strengthening ourselves individually.”

“…Strengthen ourselves individually?”

“You can come back when you’ve become strong enough that no one can touch you.”

Elin looked worried.

“…Does that mean we won’t be able to see Minwoo?”

“We might be in different factions, but we’ll still be able to see each other.”

Elin let out a sigh of relief and nodded.

“And even if you don’t get chosen, I’ll do my best to help you raise your rank as per our contract. You don’t have to worry about that.”

“Hmm, is that so? I don’t care what happens to me.”

Anubis shrugged, seemingly indifferent.

“It would be great if we get chosen by the Demon Lord after a good conversation.”

“Right. The best scenario is for all of us to join the Demon Lord’s faction.”

Jung Minwoo nodded in agreement with Venus.

“Well, I’ve told you everything I needed to, so it’s time to…”

Just as Jung Minwoo was about to suggest they head back,

Caw, caw, caw.

The bell signaling the end of class rang through the speakers.

“Let’s meet again after everyone’s affiliation consultation is over.”

Jung Minwoo left the meeting room and headed straight to the faculty office.
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Knock, knock—

“Excuse me.”

He knocked on the door and entered.

“Student number 1, is that you?”

The instructor looked at him with a warm gaze and pointed to a chair.

“Come and have a seat.”

“Yes, sir.”

Jung Minwoo sat down on the chair as instructed.

Flutter—

The instructor took out a piece of paper and began to speak.

“You possess the ‘Demon Eye,’ the unique trait of the Demon Lord, and you have perfect scores in all exams so far, with a considerable amount of bonus points. Truly impressive.”

“You flatter me.”

“With your grades, you could join any affiliation you want without any problems.”

“That’s thanks to your excellent teaching, instructor.”

The instructor’s lips twitched at Jung Minwoo’s flattery.

“You also got a perfect score in the ‘Great Figures of the Demon World’ theory exam, so you must be well-versed in the Demon Lords.”

“Indeed.”

72 Demon Lords.

With such a large number, each Demon Lord had a distinct personality.

“Is there any affiliation you’d like to join?”

Jung Minwoo answered without hesitation.

“I want to join the Demon Lord’s affiliation.”

“Hmm…”

The instructor frowned and let out a groan.

“As you know from your studies, the Demon Lord hasn’t chosen a student for 2,000 years.”

“I’m aware of that.”

“And unlike the other 72 Demon Lords, the Demon Lord is directly under the Demon God, so his standards are quite high.”

As the instructor said, the Demon Lord was directly below the Demon God, wielding immense power.

It was also the dream affiliation that most students aspired to join.

‘And that Demon Lord sought me out first.’

Listening to the instructor’s words, Jung Minwoo felt a renewed sense of awe towards Satan.

“Still, since you possess the same ‘Demon Eye,’ you might pique the Demon Lord’s interest.”

“Do you think so?”

“Yes, if you join the Demon Lord’s affiliation, you could say your path to success is wide open.”

“Is it that significant?”

The instructor nodded at Jung Minwoo’s question.

“Do you think he holds the title of Demon Lord for nothing? It’s not widely known, but if you’re chosen by the Demon Lord, you can start as an 8th Rank even if you don’t graduate.”

“…8th Rank?”

Jung Minwoo was taken aback by this shocking revelation and repeated the instructor’s words.

“That’s right. And if you’re chosen as a graduate, you start as a 7th Rank, and if you’re the top graduate, you start as a 4th Rank.”

“…4th Rank.”

Jung Minwoo’s jaw dropped at the mention of 4th Rank.

‘…He raises your rank by two levels?’

Jung Minwoo realized once again just how extraordinary Satan was.

‘He just talks like a regular neighborhood ajusshi, though.’

Starting as a 4th Rank meant a significant advantage in terms of power and authority.

‘And it’s a big deal for the others to start as 7th Rank.’

Jung Minwoo resolved to persuade Satan to choose the Demon Communion members no matter what.

‘He said it takes a tremendous amount of time to raise a rank.’

The time it took to raise a rank varied depending on the demon, but the average was over 100 years.

‘And considering it gets harder to rank up the higher you go, it’ll take even longer.’

Jung Minwoo decided to treat the Demon Lord with utmost respect from now on.

“…However, that’s assuming you’re chosen by the Demon Lord. You also need to keep in mind the possibility of not being chosen.”

“I understand.”

Jung Minwoo replied in a strong voice to the instructor’s concerned words.

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“You seem determined. Good. I’ll prepare the documents and send them to the Demon Lord.”

“Thank you.”

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“Now, head back to the classroom and call student number 2.”

“Yes, sir.”

Jung Minwoo bowed and left the faculty office.

After calling Rok, he headed straight to the dormitory to organize his thoughts.

‘It’ll probably take at least a week to meet with Satan.’
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Even if the instructor sent the documents, there was no guarantee that Satan would check them immediately, so it was better to be prepared for a longer wait.

‘I need to think about how to persuade Satan.’

Lost in thought, Jung Minwoo opened the dormitory door and entered.

“Oh, you’re here?”

“…?”

A demon with red hair and heterochromia eyes was sitting on his bed.

‘…The Demon Lord?’

Seeing Satan sitting on his bed, Jung Minwoo chuckled inwardly.

‘…This is too fast, even for him.’