"That... was a Longinus?"
Zeta looked at the introduction to the Boosted Gear, her eyes excited.
A Sacred Gear capable of killing gods...
Was something someone like her could have?
For a moment.
Her desire to fight someone grew more and more urgent.
"Mr. Devil, no... um..."
"You can call me Master, or Brother Ayato."
Zeta's eyes flickered. "Then I'll call you Brother Ayato from now on."
Compared to Master, the address of brother was more intimate.
She continued, "When are we leaving here?"
"Not saying goodbye to your family?"
Ayato was a bit surprised.
"No need. My situation isn't easy to explain."
After hesitating, Zeta shook her head.
The prejudices in people's minds were like a mountain.
You couldn't change them with just a few words.
Not to mention.
She was indeed a Devil now.
She thought quite a lot...
Ayato gave her a head pat and spoke. "Actually, that's not a problem. Once you learn teleportation magic, you can come back to see your parents anytime."
"As for the other tribesmen... they don't matter."
"Mm."
Feeling the softness on her head, Zeta's face flushed slightly, and she nodded heavily.
Then!
The many little ones returned.
The Gold Panther tribe members in the distance were still hesitant about whether to come over.
But they vaguely saw a flash of light.
All the figures...
Had vanished from their sight.
Servant Base.
So this was teleportation magic.
A very convenient power.
Thinking this, Zeta began to look around.
Then.
Her gaze became very subtle.
She would sooner or later be devoured by Brother Ayato.
That was a conclusion she had reached long ago.
But she hadn't expected that besides so many peers...
There were also many beautiful big sisters like Xenovia.
No wonder.
Brother Ayato wasn't interested in children.
Thinking this...
For some reason, she felt a bit disappointed.
"She's Zeta. She's a new companion. Everyone, introduce yourselves."
Ignoring Zeta's thoughts, Ayato spoke directly.
Hearing this.
Utaha and the others began their skillful self-introductions.
While the others were getting acquainted with Zeta.
Typhon and Carmilla came before Ayato.
"Master, you be the judge." x2
"What's wrong?"
Hearing Ayato's words, Typhon and Carmilla both looked shy.
Unable to stand it, Utaha leaned close to Ayato's ear and whispered, "They couldn't agree on who would give themselves to you tonight."
Ayato: "..."
So that was it?
This was difficult.
After all, all his servants were his wings.
He looked helplessly at Utaha.
Shouldn't you be handling this?
Utaha gave a look back.
They won't listen. What can I do?
Carmilla hugged Ayato's arm, twisting her body. "Master, compared to Typhon, I'm better, right?"
Typhon was not to be outdone. She hung onto Ayato's body, hugging his head.
"Someone like you, Master sees all the time."
"I'm the real rare species, okay?"
"You... you little old lady who can't grow up for hundreds of years. What's there to be proud of?"
"Hmph. At least better than some people, who are also little old ladies but not outstanding at all..."
"You... you..."
Watching them argue, Ayato helplessly mediated.
"Alright. How about this... you two play rock-paper-scissors?"
Hearing this, Typhon and Carmilla glared at each other.
Finally, both nodded.
Under the circumstances.
This was the only way.
Soon.
With Ayato as the judge, they began.
"Rock, paper, scissors." xN
After several rounds.
Typhon cheered and rubbed her face against Ayato's head.
"Master, I won."
"That's right."
Ayato patted her and smiled. "Come find me tonight."
Typhon immediately got excited.
After hundreds of years... was she finally taking this step?
"Then Master, I'm going to prepare."
Leaving those words, Typhon clip-clopped up the stairs.
"Damn it... why did I throw paper?"
Carmilla fell to her knees, the surrounding scenery losing its color.
Xenovia comforted her. "Don't worry. You'll still have a chance."
"When the time comes, come take my lessons."
On the other side, Utaha curled her lip.
But she was also curious.
What would a legal loli be like?