"Takumi~!"
Serafall launched herself at him in a flying tackle, not bothering with any sense of personal space, and wrapped him up tight. Her voluptuous breasts swallowed his field of view whole—soft, heavy, and way too much of a good thing pressing down until he could barely breathe.
Thankfully, Sona was right there. She reached out and yanked her hopelessly sister off him before Serafall could smother him to death.
"Sis, don't—don't bother Takumi-kun."
Under her little sister's scolding, Serafall could only shrink back, pouting, still looking like she wanted a second round.
Rias was standing off to the side too. Guilt was written all over her face as she lowered her voice. "Takumi… this is all because of me. I ended up dragging you into—"
Takumi cut her off immediately. "Didn't I already tell you? If you're mine, then I'm going to protect you."
"Takumi-kun~~"
The tenderness in Rias's eyes finally overflowed. She stepped in and hugged him tight.
Squeeze~ Squeeze~
Getting kissed and hugged on both sides in the middle of the Underworld… Takumi suddenly felt like the happiest guy alive.
"Rias! My fiancée is still right here!"
Sona couldn't take it anymore. Rias was boldly clinging to Takumi, and Sona's face was fully set in that I am absolutely not okay with this. Riser might be the one getting cuckolded, but Sona wasn't exactly having a great time either.
Rias just shot her a smug sidelong glance. "Your engagement is basically just for appearances. Strictly speaking, I've never even met Riser. Why are you getting so worked up, Sona?"
That only made Sona more flustered. Romance wasn't her battlefield, and on top of that she was thin-skinned—she opened her mouth, tried to fire back, and… nothing came out.
Takumi stepped in, gently nudged Rias back, and smoothed things over. "Alright, quit it. Sona's got a reputation to maintain. Be good."
He tapped Rias on the head—lightly, but pointedly—basically giving Sona a little win.
And the moment Sona felt that "I matter" confirmation, the way she looked at Takumi turned even more intense. She stepped forward, took his hand, and said with a faint blush, "Takumi-kun, you haven't used your demon pieces yet, right? Hurry and pick a few suitable retainers. If you don't have enough, I can lend you mine."
Rias immediately popped her head in again. "Same here! This whole mess started because of me—use my people. Akeno and Koneko… their strength is top-tier!"
"You're seriously competing with me over this? Rias, that's awful!"
Sona glared at her, and for a second it looked like they were about to argue again—but honestly, both of them were thinking about Takumi, so Sona forced herself to rein it in.
Takumi smiled. "Demon pieces? I'm using pieces I make myself now—Divine Envoy Pieces. Serafall, you brought everyone who passed your screening, right?"
As he spoke, he opened his palm and condensed piece after piece—tiny, immaculate Divine Envoy Pieces floating in the air like a constellation.
All three women stared.
Serafall looked downright stunned.
Demon pieces were Ajuka's creation—making them wasn't something just anyone could do, even if they wanted to. And more disturbing than that… she could feel it. The power packed inside these Divine Envoy Pieces was on an entirely different level.
"…Unbelievable," Serafall murmured. "If that's the case, this Rating Game has basically already been decided."
With that, she signaled her attendants to bring in the group of subordinates who'd come to swear loyalty to Takumi.
In an instant, the hall turned into a festival of beauty—every type, every vibe, every silhouette. Mature, cute, elegant, fiery—curves and charm everywhere you looked, like a hundred flowers blooming at once.
Takumi swept his gaze over them, then coolly pointed out a handful and sent them away—the ones who weren't virgins.
The remaining dozens—each one pretty, shapely, and striking in her own way—looked at him with eager, burning eyes.
"I'm Takumi," he said, voice carrying like a command. "I'm the head of House Morax now—your King. Offer me your loyalty, and I'll give you power beyond anything you've ever imagined."
As he spoke, he set the Divine Envoy Pieces in motion—and then poured out divine wine, splitting it into dozens of cups, placing one before each woman.
"This is divine wine I brewed myself—enhanced with Phenex Tears. Drink it, and you'll gain an undying body."
The moment those words landed, every woman there—Serafall, Sona, Rias included—looked like their pupils had turned into stars.
"Is that… really true?" a tall, hot beauty asked softly—Yubelluna, the Bombshell Queen, her figure so outrageous it looked like gravity itself was working overtime.
Takumi glanced at the way her presence practically threatened to pop seams, then answered flatly, "If you trust me, then drink."
A few seconds later, Yubelluna made her choice. She lifted the cup and drank it down in one go.
The instant she'd decided to follow Takumi, she'd already resolved to offer him everything—her body included. If she was going to commit, then doubting him now would be absurd.
She drank.
She fused with the Divine Envoy Piece, and her power exploded.
Life force surged through her body so fiercely it felt like it might overflow. Flames of magic rose along her skin, shaping into Phenex-like patterns—only for those markings to settle and condense into a heart-shaped collar brand at her throat.
Everyone could feel it—the jump in strength. Yubelluna most of all.
She'd already been close to High-Class Demon level. Now her power rocketed up so hard she could practically touch the threshold of Ultimate-Class.
"Master!"
Yubelluna dropped to one knee at once, lowering her head in absolute devotion.
The others followed, bowing just as deeply, offering up everything without hesitation. If Takumi wanted to play with them right here and now, they'd accept it without complaint—but Serafall, Sona, and Rias were all present, so Takumi didn't push it. A party like that was way more fun after the win anyway.
"This divine wine can even enhance my body…" Serafall murmured, a seductive flush spreading across her face like she was slightly drunk, her tone full of disbelief.
She drew a neat little cut across her delicate hand.
A beat later, white flames ignited—then the wound closed instantly, healed clean as if it had never existed.
Everyone saw it.
And the worship in Takumi's new retainers' eyes only intensified.
If even Serafall Leviathan—the mighty Leviathan Demon King—benefited from it, then of course they would too.
At this point, a lot of their affection had already blasted past a hundred. They were spiraling straight into zealot territory.
Takumi only said calmly, "Like I told you—I'll give you glory and power beyond measure. Loyalty is the price you pay."
He almost drifted into some over-the-top hell speech phrasing he'd heard somewhere, but with an audience full of women, it felt… weirdly off, so he swallowed those lines back down.
Then Serafall asked quietly, "By the way… do your Divine Envoy Pieces have ranks, like demon pieces do?"
Just from the way Yubelluna and the others had skyrocketed, Takumi's Divine Envoy Pieces were already more insane than King Pieces. King Pieces were a tenfold to hundredfold boost, but what was happening here looked like it started at hundreds and only went up from there…