Some time later...
"Itachi, I... I did it," Asia Argento moved her body with grace and gentleness, raising her hands as if trying to reach for Itachi. Her eyes sparkled with a sweet tenderness, her cheeks were flushed, and her kind demeanor made her look like a little porcelain doll.
"What did you accomplish?" Itachi raised a hand and placed it on the small Asia's head with a smile "Just the level to walk on water, hmph, you still need more control over your chakra," Itachi said.
They were both staning on a small lake in Itachi's courtyard, walking on water using chakra. Asia puffed out her cheeks and looked at the boy with a hint of resentment, though a playful feeling surged through her body.
"Itachi is..." she thought. After all, she had seen the surprise in Itachi's eyes for a moment. She believed that managing to walk on water just days after opening her chakra points was impressive.
"Itachi, Itachi, Itachi, Why won't you just tell the truth and praise me?" Asia puffed out her chest, quickly approached him, and hugged Itachi while laughing out loud.
The boy didn't push her away. He simply opened his arms to receive Asia Argento into them, "You have talent," Itachi murmured softly, slightly surprised by Asia's quick progress in chakra control.
However, at that moment, they heard the sound of the front door, someone had come to visit.
Asia lifted her head and looked toward the main door with a confused expression. Finally, Itachi picked Asia up in his arms and walked out of the small lake.
"Stay in your room for a moment, Okay?" Itachi said. His senses had warned him of something odd about the visitors outside, "Shadow Clone..." he made a hand seal before summoning a shadow clone that took Asia by the hand and led her back to her room.
The real Itachi narrowed his eyes and walked gracefully toward the front door. Once there, ,e glanced through the peephole, outside, standing calmly, were two people, one of them a man Itachi already knew: Riser Phenex. The other was a bit different: long red hair, a rather handsome face, and an elegant bearing. Behind them, barely visible, was the girl Itachi had met before... Serafall.
"Hmph…" the ninja made a hard-to-interpret sound, then slowly opened the door, revealing the full bodies of the three elegantly dressed demons outside.
Riser Phenex narrowed his eyes and instinctively took a step back. Looking Itachi in the eyes, a strange sensation ran through his body, filling him with caution, "Itachi…" he murmured softly.
Serafall smiled, took several steps forward, and looked at Itachi. Her bright eyes scanned the ninja's entire body before settling on his face, "Itachi Uchiha, hahaha," she said, showing a dazzling white-toothed smile.
"Sona has told me a lot about you, so much that..." she narrowed her eyes, "I even wondered if you had made my little sister fall in love with you, hahaha," she said. However, the ninja could sense a dangerous undertone in her voice.
"Ahem, please, Serafall, Riser…" the red-haired man lightly cleared his throat, and as if receiving a silent command, both Riser and Serafall composed themselves and returned to elegant postures.
The red-haired man nodded repeatedly, smiling broadly as he looked at Itachi.
His eyes filled with a particular curiosity, "He really is just a human," he thought to himself, then, he extended a hand forward.
"Sir Itachi, my name is Sirzechs Lucifer... I am the current highest-ranking Demon King in the Underworld," Sirzechs said with pride, smiling brightly and keeping his hand extended for a handshake with Itachi—but that never happened.
"..."
There was a brief silence, Itachi stared at Sirzechs, the latter stood there in an awkward position; his bright smile slowly began to fade, his face shifting to one of mild disappointment as he puffed out his cheeks slightly.
"I'm Itachi, Itachi Uchiha, but everyone calls me Itachi, hehe," the ninja smiled, finally extending his hand and shaking Sirzechs' outstretched one, Lucifer sighed in relief when Itachi finally shook his hand, and then got a mischievous idea.
Grip
Sirzechs grinned slyly and tightened his grip on Itachi's hand, the ninja did the same, Sirzechs increased the pressure again, and both of them simultaneously kept going.
"Well, well…" Serafall smiled, watching curiously as Sirzechs and Itachi locked eyes, squeezing each other's hands with growing intensity. A mischievous smile crossed her face, she stepped to the right and placed her hand on Sirzechs' shoulder.
"Ice magic," Serafall murmured softly, and in the next moment, Sirzechs felt a chill sweep through his entire body, "What?" he muttered, his eyes quickly darting back to see Serafall's mischievous hand on his shoulder.
Itachi, for his part, increased the pressure of his grip. Sirzechs let out a slight groan of pain, the cold spreading through his body prevented him from continuing to increase his physical strength in his normal state.
"I could transform into my demon form, but..." Sirzechs looked around. Itachi's hand kept squeezing tighter, eventually, he sighed.
"Alright, you win, Itachi, you're strong," Sirzechs said. Itachi smiled, pulled his hand back, and gave Serafall a strange look.
"Great!!!" Serafall gave a little hop, "Itachi is, as always, the best," she said in a cheerful voice.
"You talk like you've known Itachi for a long time," Riser said. After a brief exchange of words, the three demons entered the ninja's residence, they admired the decor with smiles and eventually arrived at the living room.
"Sir Itachi, I'll get straight to the point," Sirzechs said, sipping some tea that Itachi had brought, and finally sighed, "It is impossible for you to duel Riser for my sister's hand," he shook his head, seemingly a bit disappointed.
"In any case, if you want my sister's hand, you must speak with Riser and come to an agreement..." Sirzechs smiled, looked kindly at Itachi, and gave him a nod.
"Wait, What?" Itachi almost spit out the tea he was drinking, "Rias Gremory's hand?" Itachi narrowed his eyes, looked at Sirzechs, and his pupils dilated slightly, he made a face of displeasure before opening his mouth again.
"Why would I want a demon's hand? What would I do with just her hand? Isn't that some kind of weird fetish?" Itachi asked repeatedly, but his words quickly threw the room into a deep silence.
"Hahahahaha!!!!" Serafall couldn't help bursting into laughter, she patted Sirzechs' back hard, "Mr. Demon King, Why are you offering your sister's severed hand to a human?" she mocked him while continuing to laugh.
Riser, on the other hand, facepalmed in disappointment, he seemed to be thinking, "Is this guy really that powerful?" before shaking his head.
Sirzechs remained calm, drank from his teacup, and didn't seem to care about Serafall and Riser's reactions, "Sir Itachi, please, I know you understand what I meant, don't make crude jokes..."
Sirzechs' warning was sincere, a strange demonic energy flooded the small room, putting pressure on Itachi's body.
The ninja narrowed his eyes, stared at Sirzechs, and opened his mouth again, "I've heard you're the most powerful and prestigious Demon King, May I ask why you came to see me personally?" he murmured. His eyes grew serious, and his body was ready to activate his Mangekyō and unleash several attacks.
The shift in Itachi's demeanor quickly calmed the atmosphere. Serafall narrowed her eyes upon seeing it, Riser swallowed nervously, he felt like a puppy trapped in a cage with tigers.
"Actually, I came to talk about the person you warned us about," Sirzechs said. He sipped from the teacup and acted as if the change in Itachi's attitude didn't affect him,but internally, he was truly surprised.
"Just his gaze creates such mental pressure, this..." Sirzechs thought, a strange feeling ran through him, "He reminds me of those old demons who've slaughtered thousands," he thought, his heart filling with slight curiosity and nervousness.