"Hello everyone, I am Gabriel. From now on, I will also be Ayato-sama's servant."
Gabriel looked at everyone, introducing herself.
It was now dusk. Utaha and the others had finished school, and all the apartment's residents were present.
Looking at the halo above Gabriel's head, the expressions of Utaha and the others were subtle.
'This one... is an Angel.'
'Had Master even taken an Angel as his servant?'
Especially Asia, whose expression was extremely complex.
'After God died...'
'Had even Angels fallen to become Devils?'
'Then I... should also bravely take a step forward.'
Thinking it over, Asia gathered her courage.
Whoosh!
Asia suddenly stood up, left her seat, and came before Ayato.
"..."
Ayato blinked.
'This posture... looked somewhat familiar?'
But seeing it from Asia was a first.
"Ayato-san, I would like to replenish the power of the blessing."
Asia looked up, her face red, but her eyes were serious.
Ayato smiled.
As for a servant's legitimate request, it naturally had to be fulfilled.
"Mmnn..."
Asia's eyes gradually became dazed.
'Th-this...'
Beside her, Gabriel's eyes grew wider and wider, her ears completely red.
Although her strength was among the top of the servants, as a fresh newcomer, this scene was too stimulating.
Not to mention, Asia was still wearing a nun's habit.
'This was truly... too depraved.'
She could even clearly hear the sound of her own heartbeat.
Xenovia came up and said cheerfully: "I used to be a Holy Sword wielder. I was on the same side as you, so to speak. You can ask me anything you don't understand."
"A Holy Sword wielder."
Hearing this, Gabriel immediately felt a sense of kinship.
"That's right, let me tell you..."
"Ah, so that's how it is. How embarrassing."
Irina, standing by, grinned.
'It's over.'
She felt like there was going to be another victim.
Then,
Her face flushed slightly, as she remembered that day in the gymnasium.
But although it was a bad idea, it seemed to have achieved its goal.
'Oh well.'
'That Angel should consider herself lucky.'
After a long while,
Asia pulled away from Ayato's lips.
Her eyes were dazed, filled with Ayato's gaze.
'An assertive Asia... was very nice.'
Ayato returned her gaze, the corner of his mouth curling into a smile.
"Th-thank you, Ayato-san."
Coming to her senses, Asia's face was bright red. She quickly stepped back a few paces.
"I... I have something to do. I'm going upstairs."
Having said that, Asia moved stiffly and trotted upstairs.
"Haaah!"
She leaned against the wall on the second floor, reached out to touch her own lips, and showed a shy smile.
Although it was somewhat impulsive...
She didn't regret it at all.
…
At first floor.
'So she was shy after all?'
Ayato looked up at the second floor and gently shook his head.
'This was also good.'
Then, Ayato looked at Gabriel, whose face was still red in the distance, and suddenly said: "By the way, Gabriel, you don't have a blessing yet."
"A... a blessing?"
Gabriel stood up in a panic, somewhat at a loss.
After just being crammed with information by Xenovia, she knew exactly what a blessing was.
But Ayato ignored it and walked straight over.
"The blessing is my power. It can provide you with protection."
Ayato looked at Gabriel and smiled:
"Although you are very strong, having an extra bit of power never hurts."
"So, you cannot refuse."
Having said that, Ayato lowered his head slightly.
"Mmm..."
Gabriel's eyes immediately widened.
Feeling that softness, her fair skin flushed slightly.
Although sudden, she didn't try to dodge.
Because Ayato was right.
A blessing... was the power of a god.
'But... was this a kiss?'
Her hands unconsciously rested on Ayato's waist.
'But...'
'There seemed to be another taste.'
'Was it from that nun?'
'Mmnn...'
The power of a god surged within her body.
'So powerful... is this a blessing?'
Soon,
Ayato let go of Gabriel.
He was afraid that if he continued, she might suffocate.
If an Angel died from suffocation while receiving a blessing, that would be quite the joke.
"Haah haah!"
Gabriel breathed heavily, feeling as if the world was spinning.
Her heart felt like it was about to jump out of her chest.
'What was this?'
'Could it be... the taste of love?'
On the other side, Erica rolled her eyes slightly.
'This Angel probably wouldn't last long either.'
Her little pink fists clenched slightly, Erica's thoughts churned.
'No!'
'I couldn't let this continue.'
'Otherwise,'
'Forget about being the first love.'
'I might be the hundredth or something.'
…
Second floor!
Study!
This was a recently renovated room.
Inside were all the books that Ayato thought his servants needed.
Here, the white light was on. Ayato quietly flipped through the notebook in his hand.
[Origin +1003]
[Origin +1009]
[Origin +1015]
"As expected of Azazel's research. Truly extraordinary."
Ayato rubbed his chin, silently pondering.
Although he had only read half of it, he could still feel its depth.
But the deeper it was, the more valuable.
"It seems that after I finish exploiting this, I can have the alchemists of the Empire study it. It should allow the Imperial Arms to advance further."
Creak.
The door was pushed open.
Xenovia, wearing a maid outfit, snuck in.
"Xenovia, let me read in peace."
Ayato said helplessly.
He had been too depraved lately.
Otherwise, he wouldn't still be unable to finish this notebook.
"Don't worry, I won't disturb Master."
Xenovia looked around the environment and said energetically: "I've been reading new books lately."
"???"
Ayato blinked.
'What idea did Xenovia have this time?'
After the incident with Irina, he no longer underestimated this girl who sometimes lacked common sense and was adorably naive.
Because the purer the person...
The more likely they were to go big.
"Hehe!"
Xenovia smiled mysteriously, bent down slightly, and slipped sideways into the space under the desk.