Saeko looked at Sumire before her, a meaningful smile touching her lips.
'Aside from being a bit sloppy, she was a rare beauty.'
'More importantly...'
'Her mind was excellent. She possessed a lot of cutting-edge knowledge about this world.'
'She was definitely a very special talent.'
'With so many advantages combined, she was very likely a servant Master needed.'
As a woman of the Busujima Family, it was natural to help her master.
"That's right, my Master."
Saeko invited her. "How about it? Would you like to come meet him?"
Hearing this, Sumire's brow twitched.
Her intuition told her that the title 'Master' was very suspicious.
But the other party's background and the knowledge she provided were too attractive.
A moment later, she nodded firmly.
Everything has risks.
As someone who constantly ran experiments, she understood this principle well.
If she didn't uncover the secrets of the person before her, she would never rest in peace, even if she died.
"Very good, let's go then."
Noon that day!
Enju yawned, poking at the food in her bowl.
"What, didn't sleep well?"
Medusa looked at Enju's dark circles and chuckled. "That's the price for being a disobedient child."
Last night, she had kindly put up a soundproofing barrier for her.
Who knew that out of curiosity, the girl would run out of her room?
"Hmph, this servant did not!"
Enju said coquettishly, but her face flushed, and she quickly ran upstairs with her food.
Just then,
Ayato also walked out of the elevator, looking refreshed.
He had expended some effort to teach Esdeath and the others a lesson,
Making them understand that even with improved strength, they couldn't afford to be complacent.
"Hey, Medusa, is there any food left?"
"Of course. If Master wants to eat, there's plenty."
As he sat down at the table, the door was pushed open.
"Master, someone wants to see you."
Saeko dragged the panting Sumire inside.
"Sa-Saeko, you run... too... too fast."
Sumire, out of breath, looked around, a glint flashing in her eyes.
'A Cursed Child Adoption Center in the Outer District...'
She had never heard of it.
But she felt the owner here was probably quite interesting.
Seeing Sumire, Ayato's eyes lit up.
'One prospective servant.'
"Master, did I do well?"
Saeko wrapped her arms around Ayato's neck, smiling. "Don't I deserve a reward?"
"Sure. What do you want?"
"I want a private replenishing."
Last night was too competitive, and as a new servant, she couldn't compete with the senpais.
"Of course, no problem."
Sumire: "..."
'What was happening?'
'This 'Replenishing' sounded... not good.'
'And wasn't Saeko's contrast a bit too big?'
Tap! Tap! Tap!
Rapid footsteps sounded. A group of beautiful women walked out of the elevator.
"They..."
Seeing this, Sumire started to speak.
'All... all beautiful girls.'
'Was this man the only male in the entire building?'
Somehow, she felt a sense of unease.
'Had I willingly walked into a trap?'
"They are all my servants."
Ayato put his arm around Saeko's waist and smiled. "You can think of them as the same as Saeko."
"They all call you... Master?"
"That's right."
Sumire's mouth twitched. "So, a harem, basically."
'Hmm?'
Ayato's eyes lit up.
'This woman understood it immediately?'
The expressions of Medusa and the others grew subtle.
'This woman had actually hit the nail on the head.'
'She had seen through the essence the moment she arrived?'
Ayato patted Saeko and stood up. "Sumire Muroto, right? Have you come to me to have a wish granted as well?"
"Wish?"
Sumire was taken aback. "Are you... someone who grants wishes?"
"The word 'person' isn't quite accurate."
Ayato shook his head and smiled. "Because I am a Devil, you see."
"Haha, a Devil? Don't be ridiculous. Do you think I'd believe..."
Sumire didn't finish her sentence.
She was interrupted by a gust of wind.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
The wind raged.
Sumire's eyes widened as she saw a pair of black wings unfurl from behind Ayato.
"Do you believe me now?"
Sumire's pupils contracted. Her brilliant mind went blank for the first time.
A moment later, she instinctively reached out her hand.
"This is real?"
"Such a structure... it's real flesh and blood."
"Oh my god, Devils really exist."
Sumire touched Ayato's wings, her eyes shining brightly.
"..." xN
Medusa and the others fell silent.
After all, she is the first person who, upon meeting a Devil for the first time, dared to touch Ayato's wings.
And,
That look in her eyes...
It was as if she wanted to dissect Ayato on the spot.
In a way, this woman was quite frightening.
Ayato didn't speak, just watched Sumire.
"..."
Sumire's movement froze.
For a moment, she felt the air around her grow incredibly heavy.
Gazing into Ayato's eyes, she felt a sense of horror.
'As expected of the legendary Devil.'
Her heart raced, cold sweat forming on her forehead. She stepped back instinctively.
"I'm sorry."
Sumire took a breath and bowed. "I couldn't help myself. It's my first time meeting a legendary creature like you."
"Don't let it happen again."
Ayato smiled as well. "Unless it's a special situation, I don't let others touch my wings."
"Of course, if you become my servant, you might have a chance later."
Sumire gave Ayato a strange look.
She felt like she was being taken advantage of.
'And this man changed his mood too quickly.'
Just now,
He had nearly scared her to death.
She swore.
Just his gaze...
Was more terrifying than any Gastrea she had ever seen.