"Wh-when did you get here?"
Momo pulled away from Ayato's lips, looking at Ayase Seiko, her ears completely red.
"Oh, I arrived right at the beginning."
Seiko said with a grin. "My little Momo is very bold, isn't she?"
"Ah?"
Momo's body went completely rigid.
'Damn, that ant she had witnessed the whole thing, right?'
'This is so embarrassing!'
She didn't know how her grandmother would tease her later.
'It was all Master's fault. Why hadn't he thought about this possibility?'
She shook her head vigorously, trying not to overthink.
But,
Her heart was still racing.
She glanced at Ayato with evasive eyes and thought to herself, 'But the first kiss felt pretty good.'
"Sir, thank you for bringing Momo back."
Ayase Seiko's smile faded, and she spoke seriously. "May I ask who you are, to be able to grant the power of a god?"
"Oh, you sensed it?"
"Of course. Don't let my appearance fool you. I am a Miko with a shrine, after all."
"I see."
Ayato smiled. "My na is Mori Ayato. Have you heard of ?"
"So you are the great earthly king. Forgive my rudeness."
Seiko's expression changed. She imdiately perford a proper bow, paying respects with great deference.
"It seems you are very aware of my identity?"
Looking at Seiko, a light flickered in Ayato's eyes.
"Except for so novices, I believe the King's great na is known to everyone."
Seiko kept her head bowed, not daring any other movent.
Because she knew very well.
Before a Campione...
All she could do was show as much humility as possible.
Even though Momo had just shown an extraordinary relationship with him, it was the sa.
Not to ntion...
This King before her...
Was the most special among the Seven, no, the Six Kings.
After all, not long ago, Marquis Voban, one of the most ancient kings, had died at the hands of the person before her.
"No need to be so nervous."
Ayato smiled gently. "After all, Momo is now mine."
"Hmm?"
Seiko looked up. "Momo, have you given yourself to the King?"
"Don't say things that cause misunderstandings!"
Momo's face was bright red as she defended herself. "I just beca Master's servant."
'She beca a Devil?'
Seiko looked at her granddaughter with complicated feelings.
'No wonder she felt different.'
'So this is the reason?'
But she could also see that Momo didn't seem repulsed by Ayato. It didn't look like she was forced.
"By the way, since we've t, would you like to beco my servant?"
Ayato extended an invitation to Seiko.
"Hah?"
Momo's brain crashed instantly.
'What was happening?'
'He had just taken my first kiss...'
'And now he was going after my grandmother?'
'This Master... was really...'
She didn't even know how to evaluate him.
"Oh my, the great King is interested in a Miko like ?"
Seiko relaxed and said with a smile. "This is quite unexpected."
"Old lady, what are you laughing at? You're not tempted, are you?"
"Momo, don't call old lady."
"You are my grandmother, so you're an old lady!"
"I've told you, I adopted you. I'm very young."
"Shut up. What young woman would let call her grandmother?"
…
At the shrine!
"King, please forgive the humble tea. It's all I have."
Seiko served Ayato a cup of tea.
Her gaze was slightly unnatural.
After all, she had just been invited to beco a servant.
As a Miko...
She naturally knew what becoming a servant entailed.
So inside, she was far from as calm as she appeared.
Because in the end, although she had adopted Momo...
She was still essentially a maiden.
And this King's reputation was no secret.
After taking a sip of tea, Ayato said, "So, what is your answer?"
After a mont's hesitation, Seiko said, "King, may I ask why you chose ?"
"Because you fit my aesthetic."
Ayato said. "And you are Momo's grandmother. You're family."
Momo: "..."
'These two reasons... were impossible to critique.'
'And how did it feel like the second reason was the main point?'
'Just as Utaha had said, this perverted Master.'
Momo felt oddly irritated.
'Was this lecherous Master plotting sothing bad again?'
"King, you are truly as the rumors say."
Seiko's expression beca complicated.
To this day...
Only Ayato had no title among the Campiones.
But many called him the 'Harem King' in private.
And now, it seed, the na fit.
But that title was really hard to judge.
"It seems you're thinking sothing rude."
Ayato glanced at her. "But never mind, it's not important. Just give your answer."
"Of course, it's fine to refuse. I never force anyone to beco my servant."
Hearing this, a light flickered in Seiko's eyes.
'This King... seed quite easy to get along with?'
'And becoming his servant...'
Instinctively, she looked at Momo.
'This silly girl... I really couldn't stop worrying about her.'
She took a deep breath, then looked at Ayato with determination, bowing deeply once more.
"Becoming the King's servant would be an honor."
"Don't worry, you won't regret it."
Ayato smiled and took out an Evil Piece. "Then, shall we begin the Reincarnation Ceremony?"
'An Evil... Piece?'
Seiko's eyes flickered.
She had heard a bit about Devil Reincarnation Ceremonies.
But she didn't know the specifics.
'How was this Evil Piece used?'
"First, take off your clothes."
Seiko was stunned, a look of surprise in her eyes.
She looked at Ayato, and after confirming she hadn't misheard, she was silent for a mont.
Then...
She began to move, unbuttoning her outer clothes one by one.
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