Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
To confuse Ayato, Kirei shifted his body several times, making several feints.
'Now!'
He roared, his speed suddenly increasing several times over as he lunged for Rin.
"Good idea."
At that moment, Ayato spoke with a cold laugh: "But still a bit too naive."
With that, Ayato flicked his fingers several times, and several magic bullets struck Kirei's limbs, piercing his bones and joints.
"Argh!"
Even Kirei cried out in intense pain, his entire body seeming to lose all strength as he collapsed to the ground.
Foul, reeking blood instantly stained the floor.
"What do you want to do?"
Ayato turned to look at Rin: "Will you do it, or should I help you?"
Rin shook her head and pulled a glittering gem from her bosom.
After becoming a Devil, her family's gem magic had improved by leaps and bounds.
Seeing this, Ayato didn't stop her.
Although Rin was still young, who could stop a daughter from avenging her father?
The next instant,
A red light flashed in the air, and Kirei's body convulsed twice before falling still, devoid of life.
"Father, I have avenged you."
Rin lowered her hand, her eyes already red.
"If you want to cry, cry all you need to."
Ayato skillfully performed the head-pat. "After all, you're still just a child."
"Waaah!"
Finally, Rin cried.
But soon...
Feeling Ayato's large hand, a hint of pink crept onto her face.
'So Sakura was right.'
'It's so warm, so comfortable.'
'No wonder Sakura said she wanted to become his wife.'
'Wait, wife?'
Rin's large eyes swirled, and she quickly broke free from Ayato's hand: "You pervert, you Devil Uncle."
Having said that, she fled the church as if escaping.
Ayato: "..."
'What did I do?'
'What the hell did I do?'
'This little girl, was she imagining something?'
…
Matou Mansion.
"Xenovia, you..."
Ayato looked at Xenovia, instinctively eyeing the maid outfit.
'Very nice, very smooth.'
After a moment, Ayato gave it a perfect score.
Xenovia seemed a bit at a loss, her face gradually flushing: "This... this... this..."
She opened her mouth repeatedly but didn't know what to say.
A look of bewilderment appeared in Xenovia's eyes.
'Damn it!'
'What was I supposed to do next? I forgot to ask Utaha-san for advice!
'Think, what should I do?'
Her mind began to flash through the books that Ayato had hidden.
Ayato didn't speak, just watched her with some amusement.
After all, Xenovia seemed especially interesting like this.
'That's right, that's it.'
Suddenly, Xenovia lifted her head, and like a valiant general, she directly grabbed hold of Ayato's arm.
Instantly, Ayato felt his arm sink into an ocean.
He looked at Xenovia, anticipation flickering in his eyes.
'What would this former Holy Sword wielder do next?'
"Master, I'm going to begin now."
Xenovia took a deep breath and suddenly put some force into her body.
"???"
Ayato was full of question marks.
Having restrained his strength, he was pushed back a few steps and fell into a seat.
Then,
Xenovia came before him, her face growing redder and redder. One hand went up, then down.
But each time, it froze in mid-air.
'Damn it, what was I supposed to do next?'
She felt her mind go completely blank.
"Don't be so nervous."
Ayato comforted her: "What is it you want to do?"
Xenovia said quietly: "I... I want to fulfill my duty as a servant and serve Master."
"So that's it."
Hearing this, Ayato stopped pretending. He stood up directly and grabbed hold of the tail that Xenovia had hidden away.
"Mmm..."
Xenovia's pupils contracted, her skin becoming scorching hot.
Outside the door,
Irina, holding a notebook, stiffened.
She had wanted to learn from Xenovia's experience, but this was...
Unknowingly, her skin began to flush pink.
'No, Irina, how can you be so useless? This is an important learning opportunity.'
Irina cheered herself on, firmly gripping her notebook.
She was a former Holy Sword wielder, a true warrior; she had seen every kind of scene.
But as time passed, the notebook fell to the floor.
Before she knew it, Irina wiped the floor, picked up her notebook, and carefully slipped away.
Another room.
Utaha's nose twitched, and she smiled: "Why are you back so early?"
"No... nothing."
Irina covered her face and whispered: "I'm just... feeling a bit unwell."
"Is that so?"
Utaha had a sly fox-like smile: "Don't worry, you can fix it yourself."
"Either way... thank you very much for your advice, Utaha-san."
Thanking her, Irina fled as if running for her life.
"Oh my, what an innocent good girl."
Watching Irina's back, Utaha sighed.
She herself had faced such bold monsters back then.
Unintentionally...
She actually found herself a little envious of Xenovia.
After all, it had gone so smoothly for her.
'Could this be 'ignorance is bliss'?'
…
The next day,
The morning sun filtered through the gaps in the curtains.
Ayato stood up and stretched his muscles.
"Master..."
Seeming to sense Ayato's movement, Xenovia also rubbed her eyes and slowly got up.
A moment later, as if finally realizing what had happened, her pretty face flushed again.
"Ma... Master, I'll go prepare breakfast for everyone."
Saying this, Xenovia held the maid outfit and quickly trotted out.
"How very..."
Ayato didn't stop her, just smiled faintly.
In battle, she lived up to the name of Holy Sword wielder, but now she acted like this.
After thinking for a moment, Ayato took out his phone, created a message, and sent it to the group.
The newbie grace period couldn't be taken too far.
Now...
He would just have to trouble his other servants.
Yes.
He truly was a good master, never forgetting his servants when it came to good deeds.