"Is there something wrong?"
Sheele turned her head to look at Mine, asking curiously: "There's nothing different about me, is there?"
Mine: "..."
'It's completely different from me, that's the problem.'
'Damn it!'
'I need to supplement my nutrition too.'
'They say papaya milk is very useful, though I don't know if that's true.'
'Regardless, I'll have to try it later.'
Not getting an answer, Sheele looked at Ayato and said: "Master, there really isn't a problem, is there?"
"Of course not."
Ayato said firmly: "It's very normal."
He hadn't thought much of it before.
But now, comparing...
It was quite unfair.
Mine, as a scarce resource among his servants, might have an unexpected effect.
Mine stared at Ayato's expression, her face falling.
Although she didn't know why...
She felt like her master was thinking about something even worse.
'Damn it, this is natural. What can I do about it?'
"Alright, it's time to begin."
Ayato said, holding the Evil Pieces, and without waiting for the two to respond, pressed them onto their bodies.
"Mn!" x2
Both Mine and Sheele let out a muffled groan.
As the magic circle appeared beneath them, they finally understood why even someone as strong as Esdeath had been so overwhelmed.
Their skin grew hot, and their breathing became much heavier.
Before long...
While a pair of wings spread from behind them, a heart-shaped tail tip also slowly emerged.
"Th-this... is what you call magic power?"
Feeling the power slowly flowing within her, Mine clenched her small fist slightly.
She had become so strong.
If she punched her former self, the old her probably wouldn't even have time to cry.
"Am I... a Devil now?"
Sheele blinked, looking curiously at the Devil's tail swaying before her.
Just then, Mine suddenly grabbed Ayato's thigh and said pitifully: "Master, I want to receive a blessing."
As she spoke, she even rubbed against him with her meager resources.
Then, she frantically signaled Sheele with her eyes.
Opportunities like this were rare.
She had long realized that sometimes she had to decisively throw herself at him.
Otherwise, who knew when her turn would come.
Seeing this, Sheele also awkwardly hugged Ayato's other thigh.
Compared to Mine, Ayato only felt his right leg sink into unprecedented waves.
He looked at the two women, the corner of his mouth curling into a smile.
'It's over. More people are about to be devoured completely.'
Erica covered her face.
Although she had only lived together for a few days...
She knew that smile all too well.
But honestly, judging by appearances, these two really had courage.
They had only just become Ayato's servants, yet they were this bold.
"Hmm?"
Thinking of this, Erica's brow furrowed.
'But if that was the case, I had clearly become a servant first.'
'That meant I was about to be cut in line by these two, didn't it?'
'How could that be?'
'I am the young lady of the famous magical Blandelli Family.'
'A great knight of the Copper-Black Cross at a young age.'
'A genius known as the Red Devil.'
'How could I let someone beat me to it?'
'Wait!'
'What messy things was I thinking?'
Erica's cheeks instantly turned pink, and she began frantically shaking her head.
'When did throwing oneself at someone become a race?'
'This was... truly an insult to the name of a noble lady.'
Then, she secretly glanced in Ayato's direction, 'Had my loss of composure just now been noticed?'
But there, Ayato and the two women were no longer in sight.
Only the fading light of the disappearing magic circle remained.
'Were they really such a hurry?'
'He had directly used teleportation magic?'
Erica fell into disarray.
…
A few days later!
Occult Research Club.
"Ayato-kun, here's your black tea."
Akeno brought the freshly brewed black tea to Ayato.
"Thanks, Akeno-senpai."
Ayato thanked her, then looked at Rias and said: "But why did you call me here at this time? You don't want me to give Koneko and the others combat pointers, do you?"
Ever since Ayato's servants' strength had increased...
Koneko had often conscripted him to conduct sparring sessions.
Artoria, who was strong enough and had good control, was the most popular.
"Have you give pointers?"
Rias rolled her eyes: "Who knows if your pointers are proper? I only have these few servants."
At this, Rias was also quite depressed.
She had obtained her pieces earlier,
But she only had a few servants.
While Ayato already had over ten.
And every one of them had excellent aptitude. This was hard to accept.
"Haah."
Taking a breath to steady her emotions, Rias said: "Enough joking. There's something else, about the Fallen Angels."
"Oh?"
Ayato's expression stirred, and he smiled: "There wouldn't still be Fallen Angels daring to cause trouble in this city, would there?"
"How is that possible? Who doesn't know that you, a Campione, are here?"
Rias shook her head: "It is said that the Fallen Angels' White Dragon Emperor will likely come."
"What does him coming have to do with me?"
"How does it not?"
Rias said seriously: "This White Dragon Emperor is a battle maniac. He'll probably come to challenge you."
"Is that so? No need to worry about me."
"Who's worried about you?"
Rias said, both amused and exasperated: "I'm worried you might accidentally kill him."
Although the White Dragon Emperor possessed a Longinus and was quite strong among Fallen Angels...
She didn't think he would be a match for her man.
Ayato said, wronged: "Do I look like the kind of person who takes lives at the slightest disagreement?"
"Don't you?"
Rias blinked: "Didn't Riser die? He was the only Devil to die in a Rating Game."
"He dared to set his sights on my fiancée."
Ayato shrugged nonchalantly, took a sip of black tea, and said: "So, what's your idea regarding this White Dragon Emperor?"
"I hope that under normal circumstances, you won't take his life."
Rias said seriously: "He has a deep connection with the Fallen Angel Governor-General. Killing him might lead to unnecessary conflict."
"Since you say so, I'll try my best."
"Promise me. Your words are too worrying."