Chapter 359: Vying for Beauty: Serafall and Gabriel's COSPLAY
Could it be that she hadn't been working for seven days and seven nights, but rather seven times seven—forty-nine days?
So, had Sona and the others already conceived new life?
It was possible. She might have truly worked so long that she lost track of time.
Therefore, he had noticed her entrance and signaled for her to keep quiet, not to disturb the two sleeping girls.
Click~!
Though very soft, there was still a slight sound when closing the door.
"Miss Serafall, is there something you need?"
"What did you call me?"
Serafall puffed up her cheeks slightly, looking quite displeased with him.
Then, with hands on her hips, she slightly raised her head and her pink lips parted again.
"After doing that kind of thing with Sona? You're still calling me that?"
She was hinting that he should properly change how he addressed her.
"Serafall"
"No, not like that. Call me 'big sister,' or you could add 'big sister' after Serafall~"
"If there's nothing else, I'll return to Heaven for a while. There are matters to attend to there!"
"Hey!!!"
Serafall was extremely unhappy, her cheeks puffing up even more.
"Heaven's matters can wait! There's a whole pile of things here in the Underworld waiting for you to handle!"
She immediately grabbed him urgently, afraid he might really teleport away.
So she looked at him with some resentment—he couldn't even call her 'big sister' once, despite having taken her precious younger sister.
Actually, Serafall clearly understood the real reason for her displeasure wasn't because he still addressed her that way despite having that kind of relationship with her sister.
Rather, it was purely because during her time over there, she had spent some days getting to know him, yet he still addressed her so formally, which made her quite unhappy.
"The Underworld? What in the Underworld needs me to handle?"
"Of course there is. Not these documents, but matters concerning the survival of devils"
Though she might be exaggerating somewhat, it did indeed involve the survival of devils.
With his help in Heaven, pure angels could be born again, preventing the angel race from declining.
As for Fallen Angels, they could increase their population by luring angels over.
But devils were the headache. Combined with losses from the recent great war, they had suffered considerable casualties.
Moreover, there weren't many sets of Evil Pieces left. Once they were used up, it would be difficult to increase the devil population.
Why not just make more Evil Pieces?
The problem was that the person who made Evil Pieces died during the great war, falling in battle while fighting alongside Sirzechs.
And as for Sirzechs himself, although he had been given one chance to revive, he too fell in the fierce battle.
Returning to the main topic, Serafall hoped he would help resolve the issue of the devil race's continuation.
"...That's the situation. I hope you can take a look at the system Ajuka left behind and help refine it."
Ajuka was one of the former Four Great Satans and also the creator of the Evil Pieces.
For the sake of the devils' survival, he had been developing related systems, but unfortunately, he passed away halfway through the development.
"Then let's go."
"Mhm~"
As if not wanting to waste a single second, Serafall immediately activated a teleportation spell and took him away.
In the blink of an eye, the two arrived at Serafall's previous office desk—the system had been relocated there by her.
"This is it."
Thus, Serafall stayed by his side as an assistant, ready to provide any assistance at any time.
As she watched him studying so intently, she found herself staring—
"Serafall, where are the Evil Pieces? Serafall?"
"Ah? I'll go get them right away."
Serafall hurriedly left as if trying to escape the situation because she had just been captivated while watching him.
So, had she developed feelings for him?
Indeed, she had.
Back when they were dealing with the Primordial God, didn't she and Rossweisse stab it with that sword?
At the moment of stabbing, the Primordial God Gaia reacted and instinctively launched a mental attack.
Rossweisse immediately fell unconscious, while Serafall only briefly lost consciousness. As soon as she regained her senses, she first teleported Rossweisse to Irina's side and then exerted more force to drive the sword deeper.
Immediately after, the Primordial God Gaia's physical attack followed—a barrage of bone spikes, like javelins, shot toward her.
Just as Serafall thought she was doomed, he suddenly appeared in front of her, taking the brunt of the attack and suffering severe injuries.
It was because of such injuries that he had to lie in bed for a full week to recover.
So, given how special he was, with such legendary deeds, and such protective behavior toward her, what young woman wouldn't be moved?
"These are the remaining Evil Pieces—only three hundred sets are left."
Thus, watching him work so diligently again, Serafall felt she couldn't just stand by idly.
When he momentarily snapped out of his focus and was no longer absorbed in his work—
"Take a break."
She served tea she had brewed herself and pastries she had made.
Hm?
Before she could hand them to him, a magic circle nearby lit up. Based on the changes in the pattern of the magic circle, it was clear that someone from Heaven had arrived.
As for who it was, Serafall knew exactly—because this magic circle was specifically reserved for that person, facilitating communication and travel at any time.
And that person—no, that angel—was someone Serafall had always secretly regarded as a rival, harboring a sense of competition toward her.
She had always wanted to surpass this angel in every way.
With a flash of light, a flawless female figure with twelve angelic wings on her back was revealed—that was Gabriel.
"Master, and Sera~"
She greeted them gently as she approached, carrying something in her hand—was it tea snacks?
Because of this, Serafall felt a twinge of regret. She shouldn't have told Gabriel earlier that he was here helping.
Still, she refused to believe her tea snacks would lose to Gabriel's.
"Ah, I almost forgot~"
Seeming a bit scatterbrained, Gabriel snapped her fingers, and her appearance changed, leaving Serafall stunned.
"What are you doing?"
The Gabriel before them was no longer wearing a sacred pure white dress but a black one.
That aside, the angelic wings on her back had vanished, replaced by demonic wings.
Of course, the demonic wings were fake—just Gabriel cosplaying as a devil.
"When in Rome~ This way, I avoid harming the devils with my holy light and causing them distress~"
Serafall was left speechless. She couldn't tell if this angel was doing it on purpose or if she was genuinely this naive.
Was she deliberately dressed like this to tempt her master?
Or was Gabriel simply as she claimed?
It must be the latter, judging by the pure innocence in Gabriel's eyes.
If it were the former, such thoughts would tarnish her sanctity, and she might even fall and become a Fallen Angel.
Wait, why did his eyes light up and he seem momentarily dazed upon seeing Gabriel cosplaying as a devil?
Unacceptable!
Fueled by this thought, Serafall became competitive.
She, too, snapped her fingers, and her Magical Girl outfit vanished, replaced by the sacred attire of an angel.
Additionally, angelic wings appeared on her back—though, of course, they were merely decorative.
And this act seemed to captivate him as well.
"Master, these are some new pastries I made. Please try them~"
Gabriel had beaten her to it, prompting Serafall to quickly offer her own snacks.
However, Gabriel's actions left her utterly dumbfounded.
Gabriel fed him affectionately, but not by handing him the pastry—instead, she gently held it between her lips to feed him.