Such power!
It was hard to explain if it wasn't God-level.
And...
Looking at Ayato, Psykos asked tentatively, "Ayato-sama, are you really a Devil?"
Whoosh!
Black Devil wings unfurled, radiating an eerie aura.
"One hundred percent genuine."
Psykos took a deep breath.
Although shocked, she wasn't too surprised.
That made sense!
Only legendary creatures could possess power rivaling the gods.
She instinctively glanced at Fubuki.
If that was the case, then everything Fubuki had said was true.
If so...
Could she also have a chance to gain power?
As for becoming a Devil?
That was nothing.
If she cared about being human...
She wouldn't have founded the Monster Association.
Thinking this, Psykos didn't hesitate. She immediately knelt down with a thud.
"Ayato-sama, Psykos is willing to follow you forever. I hope you can overlook my past offenses."
Fubuki: "..."
She had never realized before how quick on the uptake her old friend was.
Ayato didn't answer, just quietly looked at Psykos.
Feeling his gaze, Psykos's body stiffened, her breathing even stopping.
Sensing the passage of time...
Cold sweat covered her forehead.
Although Ayato wasn't releasing any power at the moment...
This silent pressure was even more terrifying.
Indeed...
Had she been too offensive?
Was Ayato-sama...
Going to kill her?
No one knew how long passed.
Just as Psykos was about to despair, Ayato spoke. "Since you've asked so sincerely, I'll give you this chance."
Hearing this, Psykos breathed a huge sigh of relief, her eyes even slightly unfocused.
For a moment there...
She thought she was going to die.
The master was really mean.
Fubuki's expression was peculiar.
But this was Psykos's own doing.
She needed to learn her lesson.
…
At the villa!
Ayato's room!
"I see. So this is the Devil's ritual. No wonder we had to come back here to do it."
After listening to Fubuki's explanation, Psykos looked enlightened.
"Now that you understand."
Ayato took out an Evil Piece and said calmly, "Begin."
Hearing Ayato's command, Psykos began to act without hesitation.
She was a woman of action.
Although it was her first time undressing before a man, and her cheeks were flushed, her speed was not slow at all.
Although according to Fubuki's explanation, only her outer clothes were necessary...
She hesitated for only a moment, then continued.
"..."
Fubuki was dumbfounded, her face instantly turning bright red.
This old friend...
W-wasn't this too scheming?
Hmm!
As expected of Fubuki's old classmate.
Very smooth.
Ayato watched seriously, also picking up the Evil Piece and placing it on her.
"Ugh..."
Psykos's eyes widened.
She felt a strange power flowing through her body.
Crack!
Her previously stagnant telekinesis seemed to break through some bottleneck and began to rise again.
Her blood boiled!
Her heartbeat accelerated.
A look of frenzy appeared in Psykos's eyes.
Power!
Real power!
No wonder Fubuki had grown strong enough to defeat her.
So it was all because of the master's power.
Then!
Another overbearing power emerged.
Faintly, she seemed to hear a dragon's roar.
So this was the power of a Sacred Gear?
Psykos began to tremble with excitement.
At this moment!
She saw infinite possibilities.
For years, having exhausted all methods, she knew she had reached her limit.
That was why she was about to completely abandon her humanity and cultivate Orochi to take her place.
But now!
Hmph!
Monsters.
Orochi.
Step aside in the face of Master's power.
While Psykos was immersed in the power, Ayato withdrew his gaze.
Psykos was also a Special-type.
Ayato couldn't help but marvel.
He wondered what ability she would develop.
He looked forward to each Special-type.
Wondering what strange new ability would appear.
The Reincarnation Ritual ended.
Psykos felt an itch on her back.
These must be the Devil's wings.
She thought.
"Here. This is essential basic knowledge for servants."
Ayato handed over the pre-prepared magic book. "Although you'll likely stick to the esper path, you need to learn some practical spells."
"Yes, Master."
Psykos took it respectfully and began to flip through it.
The more she read!
The brighter her eyes became.
Heretic Gods!
God Slayers!
Other worlds!
He even had angels and gods under his command.
What kind of Devil was this?
This was clearly a thigh worth clinging to with everything she had.
From today on.
She would dedicate all her loyalty to her master.
Then!
Even if this rotten world was destroyed, so what? She could just pack up and leave.
What was the big deal?
However!
Her master seemed to have quite a few servants.
She had joined too late; her status wasn't even as good as Fubuki's.
After thinking for a moment, her eyes suddenly lit up.
In that case, she would just get closer to Master.
The next moment!
Psykos stepped forward and directly hugged Ayato's arm.
Instantly!
Ayato's arm sank into a sea of raging waves.
"Hmm?"
He turned his head to look at his new servant.
"Master, I saw the section about blessings."
Psykos looked up, puffed out her chest, and said, "Please grant me the protection of a god, Master."
"Oh?"
The corner of Ayato's mouth curled up.
Very bold!
But her request was reasonable. As the master of servants, he had no reason to refuse.
"Mmph..."
Psykos's eyes widened.
Pink had already flooded her cheeks.
But although she was shy in her heart, her hand slowly moved down...
Since she was behind in time...
She would make up for it in other areas.
She decided.
She would bear the master's child.
Then would she have to worry about status?
"Hiss..."
Ayato stared at Psykos, watching her kneel like a little kitten.
Interesting...
In that case, he wouldn't hold back either.