At the villa!
Following procedure...
Ayato brought Mizuki here.
"Come, everyone, meet the newest member of the servants."
Mizuki stepped forward a few paces, full of energy. "Hello, everyone! I'm Mizuki. I'm currently a B-Class Hero in the Hero Association. I look forward to working with you all."
As she spoke, she sized up Utaha and the others.
They were all rare beauties.
Mizuki was slightly dazed.
This was practically a real harem.
And she was now a part of it.
Thinking of this, Mizuki touched her burning cheeks.
Tap, tap, tap.
Just then, Fubuki also came down the stairs.
"???"
Seeing Mizuki, she was a bit stunned.
Mizuki had become the master's servant too?
Both were B-Class heroes.
They didn't know each other well, but they definitely knew of each other.
And...
The master was taking on servants too quickly.
It had only been a few days.
She didn't dare imagine what it would be like after a while longer.
"Blizzard of Hell, you're here too?"
Mizuki asked in surprise. "A-are you also the master's servant?"
"Yes."
Fubuki said, with mixed feelings, "Strictly speaking, I am your senior."
At this moment, she felt a strong sense of crisis.
She had actually become a senior servant.
It was too surreal.
Poke.
Xenovia poked Fubuki's shoulder with her finger and said quietly, "See? You still need to act quickly, right?"
As the master's strategist, it was her duty to provide psychological guidance to her fellow servants.
Hearing this, Fubuki blushed, hugged her arms, and said hesitantly, "Well... that..."
She didn't refuse outright.
Xenovia's lips curled up.
She smiled and said, "Did you hear? Master even took Yuriko's daughter as a servant in the Zombie world."
"And even before she became a servant, Yuriko..."
Fubuki opened her mouth, completely stunned.
So such things had happened too.
This servant competition felt even more intense than being a Hero!
If that was the case, she was falling behind.
Her expression became complicated.
No way!
Whether as a Hero or a servant, she, having become a Devil, couldn't fall behind any longer.
Xenovia studied Fubuki, a glint in her eyes. She spoke, "Actually, I can help you."
"How?"
As soon as she asked, Fubuki felt her body begin to heat up.
Oh my god!
What was she saying?
Wasn't this just begging to be taken?
When had she become such a shameless woman?
"It's very simple."
Xenovia's gaze was deep as she smiled.
"Just listen to me. Barring any accidents, you can secure him tonight."
"Of course, half-hearted determination won't do for something like this."
She could tell that Fubuki was still struggling with some psychological baggage.
But she knew this situation all too well.
She didn't mind giving her a little push.
"..."
Fubuki's expression kept changing.
Finally, she looked at Mizuki, who was getting familiar with everyone else, and her gaze became resolute.
No way!
She absolutely couldn't be surpassed by her former Hero colleague.
"Fine. What do I do?"
Taking a deep breath, Fubuki said seriously, "Please teach me, Senpai."
"Good. That's the spirit!"
Xenovia smiled with satisfaction, then began to whisper.
After dinner!
The night grew deep!
Ayato returned to his room.
"The owner of this aura is indeed very strong."
Ayato looked at the small barrier in his hand, his eyes flickering slightly.
He had deliberately collected this after killing Vaccine Man.
During that time...
He had also searched for the owner using this aura, but found nothing.
Just this ability alone was not to be underestimated.
"Besides that Bald Demon King, there are actually quite a few powerful ones hiding in the shadows."
After this remark, Ayato destroyed the wisp of aura.
Since he couldn't find it for now, he would have to wait.
Then...
Ayato took out a document and began to read it.
But soon...
He sensed something was wrong.
Today was unusually quiet.
It made him feel a bit uncomfortable.
Weren't his servants competing anymore?
Just as he thought this, footsteps slowly approached.
"..."
Well, it seemed he had thought too much.
But there was only one.
Could it be...
Ayato's eyes flickered, a smile forming on his lips.
Creak.
The door opened.
Fubuki's figure appeared in Ayato's view.
She wasn't wearing her usual ceremonial attire or dark green maxi dress.
Instead, she wore a simple white shirt.
But the shirt was clearly a size too small.
Two exaggerated shapes bounced slightly with her movement.
The visual was indescribable.
"Master, may I come in?"
Ayato: "..."
Good grief. That question came far too late.
He smiled and said, "What's up? Something on your mind?"
"Yes."
Fubuki nodded. Although her pretty face was burning, she said, "I have some questions about the fusion between my esper powers and magic."
As she spoke, Fubuki's eyes became evasive.
This shirt was too tight.
Xenovia-senpai hadn't lied to her, had she?
"I see. Speaking of which, Ayase Momo is in a similar situation to you. I have done some research on it."
Ayato put down the folder and said seriously, "Go ahead, ask your questions."
"Then I won't hold back."
Fubuki gathered her courage and trotted forward a few steps.
It shook so much that Ayato felt dizzy.
Could this be the pinnacle of simplicity? Truly deep.
"Master, for example, when I use telekinesis, the changes in my magic power..."
Fubuki spoke very seriously, genuinely looking like she was seeking advice.
But...
Ayato felt an itch on his thigh and the corner of his mouth curled up.
Fubuki kept asking questions.
But inwardly, she was panicking.
What should she do next?
Although Xenovia-sensei had poured a lot of theoretical knowledge into her...
Theory was, after all, just theory.
Seeing this!
Ayato stood up directly.
When a servant was perplexed and stuck, it was only natural for the master to step up.