Evening!
In the dining room,
"How's it going, Fubuki? How are things with the Hero Association?"
Ayato filled a bowl of rice and asked casually.
"Master, no problem at all."
Fubuki nodded, a look of disdain on her face. "Many of those high-ranking officials only care about money."
"Now, Master, you are one of the Hero Association's largest sponsors."
"Very good."
Ayato smiled. "Then arrange for the Association to contact those heroes and see if we can get some of their training insights."
"Yes, Master."
After eating and drinking, Ayato leaned back on the sofa and summoned the virtual panel.
With a thought, a large number of Origin Points began to disappear.
The panel flickered continuously.
After a long while,
It finally calmed down.
[Ayato]
[Class: Origin Magician]
[Magic: Origin Lightning Magic LV94 (+)]
[Origin: 112 points]
'Finally, another level up.'
Looking at the text, a light flickered in Ayato's eyes.
Although it was only one level,
His strength had grown exponentially.
'I wonder how I compare to that bald-headed great demon king now.'
He stroked his chin, thinking to himself.
If he had the chance, he would like to test the other party.
Although he might not necessarily fight him...
He needed to have a good understanding.
He took out a folder and began flipping through it.
[Origin +2001]
[Origin +2085]
[Origin +2099]
Ignoring the text information, Ayato was drawn to the content.
This was Dr. Genus's theory on Limiters.
He had read about it in his past life.
But certainly not as detailed as this data.
And judging by the Origin Points gained, some of the theoretical speculations were actually feasible.
If that was the case,
It was necessary to increase investment.
One day…
If the Limiter could be artificially unlocked, it would be a terrifying research result.
Just as he was engrossed,
He received a contact from the Resident Evil World.
"..." Ayato.
'This is... Yuriko?'
'What did she want?'
Thinking this, a magic circle appeared beneath Ayato's feet.
…
Resident Evil World!
With a flash of light, Ayato appeared in Yuriko's room.
"???"
He looked carefully.
He confirmed…
This was indeed his servant's room.
But,
Ayato looked forward in silence.
On the floor knelt a woman.
The woman had a tall figure, a purple kimono fully displaying the age-defying fullness.
Takagi Saya.
Ayato's gaze grew strange.
'This situation... was very interesting.'
Feeling his gaze, Saya's body trembled slightly.
But her pupils contracted violently.
'This is... Master?'
Seeing him this close, she felt he was truly extraordinary.
Even the so-called stars on TV would pale before him.
For a moment, her heart rippled.
Looking at it this way, what her mother said was completely right.
To be able to serve this lord... was simply an unparalleled honor.
"Saya, what is it?"
Ayato looked at her and casually sat on a chair.
"My lord, you know me?"
"I've heard Yuriko mention you."
"Th-this... I see." Saya's pretty face slowly reddened.
'Wh-what should I do next?'
'I couldn't let the conversation die.'
'Right, a servant. I wanted to become the lord's servant.'
Thinking this, she crawled like a kitten to Ayato's feet.
"My lord, please let me become your servant."
Saya put her hands together, then bowed heavily, looking incredibly humble.
And... very sincere.
Ayato looked down at the porcelain-like reflection on the kimono and nodded to himself.
'Yuriko was very good at teaching.'
This was his first time seeing a kimono like this.
'It seemed she also had the qualities of a hidden expert.'
But according to protocol,
He needed to pause and apply some pressure.
'No... won't it work?'
Not getting an answer, Saya began to panic.
She quickly looked up, nervously. "M-my lord, please believe me. I will definitely work hard to become a qualified servant."
"I can do many things. I was raised with an elite education."
"For instance, this time, I deliberately learned some things."
"Oh, like what?"
"Like tea ceremony, and..."
"Mmm... as expected of Yuriko's teaching."
…
Downstairs!
Yuriko listened carefully, and finally a smile appeared on her face.
'Good, she wasn't doing badly.'