"Nanamiya... who exactly are you?"
For Rias, it was impossible to believe that an ordinary human could unleash magic comparable to a current Maou, or display skill that instantly suppressed a high-class devil and his entire peerage.
If humans were truly capable of this, they wouldn't have been under the rule of monsters, devils, demons, and Buddhas for thousands of years.
They would have turned the tables long ago and become the masters.
Still, Rias could sense one thing: Hiro bore no hostility toward her or her peerage.
To subdue Riser and the others so easily... Hiro, what an interesting man.
Akeno, observing the unchanging expression on Hiro's face and the figures lying face down before him, didn't speak, but a strange light glimmered in her eyes.
"The amount of magic power... it's countless times stronger than even Master's."
Kiba Yuuto, sensing the raw energy bursting from the boy beside him, gave a wry smile and lowered the demonic sword he had prepared for Riser's peerage.
"..."
Koneko's gaze was complicated, and she remained silent.
"Who am I?"
Hiro glanced at Rias, who had posed the question, and replied indifferently, as if to say, Isn't that obvious?
"It's hard to say what will happen in the future. For now... I'm still just an ordinary human boy. At most, a little stronger."
He ignored the shifting expressions on Rias and the others' faces, letting his gaze move past Asia and settle on the group of girls-women-whose limbs were intertwined.
Crack~~ Crack~~
The faint sound of wood breaking came from the front.
Being able to instantly subdue all the devils, including Riser, wasn't the work of his Stand, The World, which only stopped time.
Using his imagination, Hiro had previously converted magic power into an air barrier to protect Asia, and into wind, water, and ice.
This time, he chose ultra-high gravity.
Though he had only recently obtained magic power without formal training-no magic formulas or teleportation circles-quantity could make up for quality.
Currently, his magic power rivaled that of Maou Serafall.
And as a true Maou, Serafall's power was countless times that of high-class devils like Riser or Rias-at least a hundredfold difference.
"Riser-sama... I'm sorry. Nereid can't move and can't cut that human."
A small green-haired l*li, crushed under the pile, muttered to Riser, who was nowhere to be seen.
"I-Il also... I'm sorry, Riser-sama." Another girl's voice followed from nearby.
"I can't move either... I'm sorry," Yubelluna added helplessly.
"Damn it! Damn it!!"
Riser struggled, releasing magic power in vain.
No matter how much he exerted, the bindings didn't weaken. The sparks flying from his attempts even annoyed his peerage.
"Wait, Nii-san, can you not throw sparks over here? You almost set my dress on fire!"
Ravel Phenex, her smooth golden hair sticking to her gothic dress, lay weakly on the pitch-black floor, complaining feebly.
"I'm just a bishop who doesn't participate in combat. Why attack me too? I don't know who that guy is, but he really has no sense of fun."
"Oh... sorry, Ravel."
Hiro realized Riser was not only a playboy but also a sis-con. Watching Riser lying silently in apology, Hiro thought to himself.
"Rias... what's next? Can we kill this guy?"
He drew Yatsufusa, bound to a puppet, from system space and looked at Rias.
"Kill? Riser can't be killed..."
Rias immediately realized Hiro couldn't be judged by ordinary standards.
He might genuinely be capable of killing a Phenex with magic power.
She quickly corrected herself.
"Can't kill him. Riser is a rare pure-blooded devil in the Underworld. Killing him would cause major trouble."
As expected...
Hiro shrugged and put the Teigu away.
Seeing Grayfia remain silent, he pointed to the group of devils and asked Rias,
"Then what do we do now? If we release the restriction, they won't behave."
Rias frowned, hesitating.
They couldn't kill him. Letting him go could cause trouble. Who knew what Riser would do once he recovered?
"If Rias-sama is troubled, I can send Riser-sama and the others back to the Underworld."
Grayfia's timely suggestion solved Rias's dilemma.
"Thank you, Grayfia."
Rias visibly relaxed, nodding at the silver-haired maid.
Grayfia extended her right hand toward the prostrate Riser and the others.
In a flash of silver-white light, the dozen figures disappeared-teleported back to the Underworld, most likely to the Phenex family's territory.
One moment it's Lucifer-sama, the next it's Grayfia.
What exactly is your relationship? Hiro mused silently.
Without targets to suppress, he no longer needed to maintain the gravity magic.
Even after canceling the infusion, he noticed something: the gravity effect lingered.
Though weakening and gradually losing its multiplier, it still retained a degree of tracking ability.
Compared to ordinary "use-and-discard" magic, this offered far greater operability.
Whoosh~
A small but noticeable wind appeared in the sealed clubroom.
Glancing at Grayfia's skirt, which remained perfectly still, Hiro felt a faint regret and a strange sensation rise in his chest.
This magic power trait...
It feels like I've seen it somewhere before.
Though degraded, it reminded him of one of Azi Dahaka's abilities.
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