The next day, training began with Asmodeus charging, swinging a punch out of rage towards me.
"Bastard bastard bastard bastard! I fucking hate you!" She screamed, unleashing a barrage of punches.
"Is it your time of the month?" I asked. "That explains why you're so angry," I smirked. The punches whistled past my ears while I was dodging them.
I got sick of dodging and grabbed her right hand, and barely tossed her away, barely doing any damage to the training ground.
"You know what you did! I tried so hard to keep up that persona, but you....you bastard, die!" She yelled, getting back on her feet.
Meanwhile, outside the barrier, the devil kings were getting upset with me.
"Hey, why did you throw her so gently?! Throw her like how you throw us!" They shouted.
"And another thing, why is he not throwing a punch at her?!" Belphegor yelled.
"Now that you mention it, he's not even using his abilities or skills too! He's only dodging her attack!" Mammon followed.
"He's really going easy on her because she's a girl?" Satan uttered angrily.
Suddenly Leviathan got in rage also, "That's bullshit, he was treating me like a ragdoll when he was training me, and he's going easy on her?! He even used a skill only people derived from angels can use on me!"
Suddenly, everyone outside the barrier went so quiet that if you dropped a pin, you could hear it. They turned and looked at Leviathan confused.
"Can you repeat what you just said, Leviathan?" Belphegor asked.
"I said he used a skill that only people derived from angels can use on me." She uttered angrily.
"Are you sure he used a skill like that?" Satan asked.
"Yes, do you think I'm stupid or something? Remember I'm the best at skills, I know what I'm talking about." She muttered angrily.
"Leviathan, what if Tsukiko is a child of an angel?" Belphegor uttered, trembling in fear.
"That explains his overwhelming strength and ability to use those holy swords," Satan muttered.
"Huh, what are you talking about? He's a human, remember, angels can't make a child with a human." Leviathan added, "I envy you guys stupidity."
Back in the training ground, Asmodeus stumbled to the ground after I pushed her away.
"Come on, why are you so angry about? Is it because I said you're acting like a weirdo because of some stupid author's book?" I scoffed.
"Now you've got me even angrier for repeating it." She mumbled under her breath.
"Huh? Can you speak up a little? I can't hear you." I muttered, cuffing my right ear.
"You're due now, you fucking piece of shit bastard! Love Dolls!" She roared, activating her ability, Love Dolls.
Love Dolls is an ability that allows her to create dolls that can hijack someone's mind, access their deepest, darkest insecurities, remove them completely, and replace them with loving memories. The downside is that the dolls have to make direct contact with their target, and each insecurity the doll removes goes to the user, plus it drains her reverse grace rapidly, the longer she uses it.
I burst out laughing, "Do you really think you can kill me with an ability as useless as that?" I laughed so hard, I fell to the ground.
Suddenly, one of Asmodeus's dolls dashed towards me and stamped on me. I rolled out of the way and jumped back up to my feet.
She smirked, "Let me remind a stuck-up bastard such as yourself about how my ability, 'Love Dolls', works. If I want to gain access to someone's deepest darkest insecurities, I have to make physical contact with them. But there are no rules that say I have to barely touch someone to access their memories." She added, "I can punch, kick, even elbow someone and still gain access to their memories!" She roared.
Her dolls started attacking me, her dolls punched and kicked at me, creating mini shockwaves, scattering around the training ground, but none of them landed, because I dodged their attacks very easily.
A few minutes passed, then suddenly she fell to the ground, drained completely of her reverse grace because of the dolls.
But nothing happened, I couldn't sense a drop of reverse grace seeping out of her.
"Huh, what's going on here? Why isn't her true power emerging?" I added, "Wait don't tell me—she actually can't get even stronger?" I thought to myself.
I stooped and started poking Asmodeus on her head, "Hey, why isn't your true power emerging?" I asked, confused about her situation.
"H-h-h-how s-s-should I know?" She stuttered, exhausted from using all her reverse grace.
I dismissed the barrier and I called the other devil kings to come to me.
"Hey, it looks like Asmodeus doesn't have any true power within her, but why do my all-seeing eyes say she has?"
"It looks like that eye of yours is nothing but trash." Belphegor added, "I knew it was trash the moment you said I have power within me that's stronger than Lucifer and the ultimate devil who's our father, the first devil."
"If you call my eye trash, I know a brand new one I can replace it with," I smirked, staring at Belphegor's eye.
"Anyway, now that Asmodeus can't move anymore; training's over for today." I declared.
I snapped my fingers; changing the training ground back into an inn, "Hey Leviathan? Can you use any healing skills?" I asked.
"No, each one I tried making doesn't heal anything," I whined.
"I'm going to show you a healing skill I created, it's called reverse grace healing, and I want you to use it to heal Asmodeus."
After I showed Leviathan how to use reverse grace healing, I headed to the bath to take a soak in the hot water.
As soon as I entered the bath, Belphegor and the guys entered behind me.
"Huh, how many....." But before I could finish, Belphegor rested his hand on my lips.
"We're here to take a soak in the bath too and have a drink, just us guys." He added, "Doesn't that sound great?"
"Umm, you know what? Why not? It's not like I can get drunk anyway." I muttered, convinced by his words.
"Huh, what do you mean by that?" Satan asked.
"Duh because of my poison nullification ability, that's why," I muttered.
"But it can turn off right?" He asked.
"Of course, but I don't think you guys want to see me when I'm drunk," I mumbled.
"Now that you say that, we definitely want to see you get drunk." They uttered.
I sighed, "Ok, but don't blame me if anything happens." I mumbled.
"We won't. Anyway, Mammon, bring the premium boozes you went outside to buy," Belphegor uttered.
Mammon came inside with 10 large containers, filled to the brim with sake.
"Wait, did you buy those from the old man about two miles from here? Yes, it's been months since I bought sake from his store." I uttered, excited because that old man's booze is the best in Japan.
Back in the days, when I was a part of the church, Leo, Dante, George, Daniel, and I used to drink booze here each day we came here to train, more like I train and they watch.
After that conversation, we were stone drunk, rambling about random stuff.
"H-hey, Tsukiko, can I ask you something?" Belphegor asked, stuttering like a drunk man.
"Ok, what do you want to know?" I replied.
"Which girl do you actually find attractive?"
"Do you even have to ask? It's Asmodeus. She's smoking hot. The first day that I saw her, I actually fell in love with her. And to be honest, the day you said I was going to be working with her, I was very glad." I added, "The only problem I have with her is that she's too clingy, I like clingy girls but that clingy."
"Oh, you actually like Asmodeus? But did you know she likes you too?" Mammon uttered.
Meanwhile, on the outside of the bath, Asmodeus was standing there—listening to everything we just said.