"Waaah… It's just not fair! Lord Odin is so cruel! How could he just abandon me like this? Waaah…"
In the Kamiyo family's living room, poor Rossweisse sobbed into her hands, tears streaming down her cheeks.
The summit of the gods had ended, and Odin—the old geezer—had returned to the Norse realm. But Rossweisse? She'd been left behind.
No, to be precise… she'd been fired.
"Rossweisse, you're an outstanding Valkyrie, but keeping you by my side would only waste your youth and talent."
"Go on now—you're free. Chase your dreams. Live your life!"
Recalling Odin's parting words made Rossweisse clench her fists in frustration.
Waste her youth and talent? Chase her dreams? That stingy old man—did he have any idea how hard she'd worked for that job?!
"There, there, Miss Rossweisse. We've already lined up a teaching position for you at the school. You don't have to be so upset."
Rias gently patted Rossweisse's shoulder, offering comfort.
"R-really? You mean it?"
"Mm-hmm. Everything's arranged just the way you wanted. But, Miss Rossweisse, are you sure you want to be a teacher and not a student? You're about our age, aren't you?"
"Don't judge by my looks—I skipped grades back home and finished school early. I'm young, but I promise I can teach just fine!"
Rossweisse straightened, her confidence returning for a moment—until the reality of being fired brought her low again.
"Well, since you've decided to stay here, why not take a look at this?"
Rias produced a stack of documents, passing them over with a sly smile. Rossweisse's eyes widened as she skimmed the pages.
"No way! The insurance benefits are this high? And the base salary—are devils really paid this much?!"
Rias chuckled. "And that's just the start. If you join the Underworld, or even become a member of House Gremory as my servant, there are even more perks waiting for you!"
"Oh my god! This is… This is…"
Rossweisse's cries of disbelief echoed through the room while Tenra and the other girls watched, amused by Rias's performance.
Poor Rossweisse. As Odin's bodyguard, she'd thought herself well-off, but compared to Rias's offer, Odin looked like a total cheapskate!
There was no way to refuse. The salary, the benefits—who could turn that down? And since Odin had fired her, joining the Underworld was hardly a crime.
Bombarded by Rias's sugar-coated promises, Rossweisse finally nodded, dazed. She'd become a servant of House Gremory.
"Welcome to the team, Rossweisse."
Rias handed her a Rook piece, smiling warmly—her tone now friendly and familiar.
A master of Norse magic, Rossweisse was an incredible catch. If not for Tenra and Odin's agreement, Rias would never have landed such talent so easily.
"Alright, everyone, I'll be counting on you from now on."
Rossweisse accepted the Evil Piece and pressed it to her chest. Light flared, and she transformed into a Reincarnated Devil, new wings unfurling behind her.
As a high-level Valkyrie paired with the Rook's power, Rossweisse was now a walking artillery platform. Tenra could already imagine her launching magical pulse cannons in battle—and he had to admit, the image was pretty exciting.
They'd fought together before, but now that she was officially part of Rias's household, all the girls welcomed Rossweisse warmly. For convenience, she moved into the Kamiyo residence as well.
"Rias, how about I become your servant too, nya?"
Kuroka's voice cut through the chatter.
Everyone turned to see her sprawled lazily across a sofa, while Ni and Li fussed over her—kneading shoulders, massaging legs.
The two airheaded cats had become Kuroka's loyal sidekicks, worshipping her and hanging on every word. Tenra let it slide, since Kuroka actually taught them youjutsu and senjutsu.
"Kuroka, are you serious?" Rias raised an eyebrow.
"Of course I'm serious, nya. Shirone's already your servant, so I might as well join too."
"But if you're not interested, just pretend I never said anything, nya."
She shifted, settling into a more comfortable position.
"I'd be happy to have you, but I only have Pawn pieces left."
Rias smiled. There was no way she'd refuse such a powerhouse.
In terms of raw strength, Kuroka was easily in the household's top three. Even Rias herself couldn't guarantee a win against her without Ddraig's power.
Kuroka's dark past was no secret, but her love for Koneko was genuine. Over time, Rias had come to trust her.
"Pawn's fine, nya. Doesn't matter to me. Let's make it official."
Kuroka sat up, unconcerned.
She was a jack-of-all-trades—mastering youjutsu, senjutsu, magic, and even holding her own in close combat. Piece attributes didn't mean much to her.
Besides, while Pawn was the weakest piece by default, once inside enemy territory, she could promote to Bishop, Knight, Rook, or even Queen—anything but King. It was practically cheating.
With both sides in agreement, Rias didn't hesitate. She produced four Pawn pieces—the price of Kuroka's strength and Nekomata bloodline—and began the contract.
Light flashed as Kuroka was reincarnated into Rias's peerage.
"Well then, I'll be counting on you from now on, nya—my King."
Kuroka flexed, testing her new form, and flashed a mischievous grin.
"Ah, I'll be counting on you too, Kuroka."
Two powerful new servants in one day—Rias was over the moon. In terms of peerage strength, neither Tenra nor Sona could compare.
"Happy now, Shirone?"
Kuroka stroked Koneko's head, smiling.
"Mhm. Sister."
Koneko nodded vigorously, her face lit with pure joy.
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