After Ayato became a Campione, he had gained a lot of various kinds of knowledge.
One of them was equestrianism.
So, although he had never ridden a horse before, Ayato was already a master-level figure.
His eyes were completely focused.
Before riding a horse, one must first tame it.
Experienced people know that if a horse is not well-trained, riding it will be very tiring, and you might even be thrown off.
But as a Campione, he had no such concerns at all.
He even had to be careful with his strength, so as not to train the horse to death.
But once he mastered its limits, he became more and more proficient.
…
The next day, early morning!
Yuri came to the dining room in low spirits.
She was so naive!
She had actually thought what she heard yesterday was just her imagination.
'Yesterday's voice... was that Erica-san?'
'It was way too loud.'
She hadn't slept at all all night.
The most embarrassing thing was, listening to that voice, she actually...
Ahhhhh!
Yuri shook her head frantically, trying to forget what had happened last night.
"It seems you didn't sleep well, Mariya-san."
Utaha greeted her: "But since you've moved in, I'm sure you'll get used to it soon."
"Ah?"
Yuri was dumbfounded.
She instinctively looked at the others.
She found that aside from herself, everyone else was in fairly good spirits.
And... they looked completely accustomed to it.
'Why could they get accustomed to this kind of thing?'
She complained madly in her heart, feeling as if her worldview had been overturned.
'Was moving here a huge mistake?'
She sighed quietly, but her mind uncontrollably recalled herself from last night.
Her face turned red again.
Erica looked up at the ceiling, her blonde hair spread across the floor.
"Mmm..."
She moved slightly, 'So tired.'
'Even using the blessing, I was no match at all.'
Ayato looked at Erica, a smile appearing on his face.
It had to be said, for a beginner, Erica was indeed strong enough.
But unfortunately,
He was a rule-breaking Campione.
Ayato lowered his head, granted the blessing again, and then slowly stood up.
Looking at the sunlight outside the window, he stretched.
The next moment, the light of a magic circle appeared beneath his feet.
Because, finally, there was another summoning from another world.
Underground base…
In a simple room.
CC, her hair still somewhat wet, looked at the latest research report with helplessness in her eyes.
She clearly didn't like these things.
Her long life was making her somewhat weary.
Sighing, she picked up another research report.
Then, she froze.
Because inside the research report was a flyer.
The flyer had a very delicate magic circle drawn on it, completely out of place with the cheap paper.
"This base is getting sloppy, letting something like this get mixed up in a report."
"But... 'grant my wishes'?"
Looking at the magic circle, CC murmured inexplicably, then smiled: "If Devils really exist in this world, they'd suit a witch like me just fine. Go ahead and answer me."
Having said that, she casually threw the flyer towards the trash can.
She had never believed in such things.
In a thousand years, if Devils existed, she should have seen them by now.
But just then, the flyer didn't fall into the trash can, but floated in mid-air.
Hum!
A magic circle spun and expanded.
"What?"
CC froze, a look of disbelief in her eyes.
'No way, was it real?'
"It seems you are the one who summoned me."
As the voice rang out, Ayato slowly walked out of the magic circle.
"A De... Devil?"
CC was completely stunned.
If this place weren't at the highest level of protection...
She would have thought someone was playing a trick on her.
While CC was in a daze, Ayato was also sizing her up.
The moment he saw her, he understood where he was.
Compared to him, this world was like a beginner village. For a max-level player like him, there was no difficulty at all.
But he wondered, how many Origin points would the research materials here provide?
"Mr. Devil, have you looked enough?"
CC curled her legs up, tightening her bathrobe, but still inadvertently revealed a hint of softness.
"There's no helping it. You're the one who chose the wrong time to summon me."
Ayato spread his hands and smiled playfully.
Stare!
CC stared at him and smiled: "You should be glad I summoned you voluntarily. Otherwise, you'd be surrounded by guards right now."
Although she said that, CC wasn't angry. She naturally stood up and fastened all her buttons.
She sat on the sofa, looking calmly at Ayato.
As Ayato had said,
She was the one who chose the wrong time. No matter what, she couldn't blame him.
And Devils... were quite interesting.
She sized up Ayato and smiled: "Although this may be presumptuous, Mr. Devil, can you prove your identity?"
"Of course!"
Ayato nodded, his Devil wings tearing through the back of his school uniform, and said: "So, are you convinced now?"
"I didn't expect... the legends were true?"
CC's expression was complex.
'If Devils really existed in the world, then what was I, a witch?'
'But this Devil... seemed different from the legends.'
She blinked, her expression somewhat confused.
'In legends, Devils were supposed to be ugly and evil.'
'But this Devil was not only handsome, but also wearing a school uniform.'
'He seems... very special.'
"By the way, do you still have your first kiss?"
"What?"
CC was stunned.
"I mean literally."
Ayato looked at CC with a very serious expression.
He needed to confirm the timeline.
CC's mouth twitched.
'This Devil... felt a bit off.'
'Of course I had my first kiss.'
'Even when I was given Geass, the nun hadn't touched me.'
'The Geass had always been passed down in a special way.'
'But why ask that?'
'Could it be that Devils required the summoner to be pure?'
'I did meet the conditions.'
In a thousand years, this was the first time she had been taken advantage of by this Devil's gaze.