Noon that day.
Ayato looked at Shizuka beside him and smiled. "It's this late, aren't you, a teacher, supposed to be going to class?"
"I already took leave and found a substitute teacher. I'm very responsible, you know."
Shizuka smiled, poked Ayato with her finger, and said, "So, am I better than Seiko?"
"Are you?"
Ayato blinked and said seriously, "How could anyone come to a conclusion about something like this in such a short time?"
Hearing this, Shizuka rolled her eyes at Ayato and muttered, "Selling out after getting what you want."
Then she smiled and stood up.
"But you know what?"
"I know a lot of martial arts, and even yoga."
"Oh?"
Ayato's eyes lit up, and he began to look forward to it.
…
Afternoon!
The One Punch Man World.
At the villa.
Ayato turned on the TV and idly flipped through channels.
This had become a new hobby of his.
Basically, in every world, although the types of shows were similar, the content was different.
Especially some anime, which had some merit.
"Kanae and the others have been very active lately."
Catching a news report, Ayato smiled.
He didn't restrict his servants' actions in this world.
Kanae and the others, due to their sense of justice and the need to hone their strength, had chosen to become heroes.
They had destroyed many illegal organizations and brought back a lot of research data.
Esdeath was a battle maniac.
Either she was challenging dojos or on her way to challenge dojos.
She also acquired martial arts knowledge.
She had become quite famous in this world.
Utaha, Xenovia, and the others, following the usual routine, began to take control of some organizations to serve him.
Now he truly understood the benefits of having many servants.
He didn't have to do everything himself; he could just reap the rewards.
"Master, I've made contact with Psykos."
Just then, Fubuki burst through the door excitedly. "I contacted many members of the Esper Association."
"And finally found her contact information."
"Oh."
Ayato raised an eyebrow and smiled. "Good work."
"Just 'good work'? I put in a lot of effort."
Fubuki puffed out her cheeks. "I worked so hard. Don't I get a reward?"
"A reward? How about replenishing your magic?"
Hearing this, Fubuki's pretty face flushed red, and the image of receiving her blessing involuntarily appeared in her mind.
She hesitated for a moment, but didn't refuse.
Lately, she had noticed.
This servant group was far too competitive.
Her proud figure, looks, and even her esper powers counted for nothing.
But!
Whether as a Hero or a servant...
She wanted to be at the top.
After all...
She couldn't surpass her sister as a Hero.
And she couldn't surpass those seniors as a servant.
Then what was the point of becoming a Devil?
Ayato looked at her playfully.
No rebuttal?
It seemed there was hope.
But he didn't press further and instead asked, "Did she agree to meet?"
"Yes, she agreed."
"But she was very surprised by my contact."
Fubuki nodded, then asked, "But what's so special about Psykos?"
"That you, Master, would specifically look for her by name?"
Ayato smiled and said, "She's a rare beauty. Does that count?"
Fubuki was stunned, then instinctively gritted her teeth slightly.
Sure enough...
Her master was unusually frank about his desires.
At a café!
A girl with black-rimmed glasses and long blue wavy hair was gently stirring her coffee.
"Fubuki... I wonder, what gives you the nerve to contact me again. Aren't you the one who sealed my powers back then?"
Psykos took a light sip of her coffee, a slight smile playing on her lips.
"But you'll probably be surprised when you see me now."
"Because... I've far surpassed you."
As she thought this...
The café door opened.
A man and a woman appeared in her sight.
Looking at the two, Psykos was slightly confused, then said teasingly, "What's this, Fubuki? Has someone as proud as you started keeping a pretty boy?"
Fubuki looked at her, her expression somewhat complex.
After all, they used to be good friends.
She shook her head. "Psykos, don't be rude to Master."
"Ha?"
Psykos was dumbfounded.
M-Master?
What kind of address was that?
After all these years apart, was Fubuki playing this kind of game?
She took a closer look at Ayato, but then calmed down.
He was indeed handsome.
No wonder Fubuki had fallen for him.
"Psykos, right?"
Ayato sat down, meeting Psykos's gaze.
"Let me introduce myself. I am Mori Ayato."
"I am a Devil."