I was sitting alone on a tatami in the training room.
Even though I reached peak-Satan class, there was a problem.
My body had reached its limits and was collapsing piece by piece from the inside, forcing regeneration over and over.
I roughly understood the nature of Binding Vows.
Even though it worked somewhat like in JJK, it was quite different.
The effect could be much greater depending on my power, or it could be similar to the restrictions when setting vows in HXH.
In other words, if I sacrificed enough, I could obtain any ability or power-up.
Right now, perhaps it would be better to focus on training clan traits like Power of Destruction and Worthless.
If I reach the upper level of Power of Destruction, I can recreate hollow purple or even red or blue, because I am already a master of magic and spells.
You can achieve similar effects, of course, but it requires enormous training and such.
The reason I reached peak-Satan class so suddenly was Great Red.
He didn't even speak—just fired a single lazy beam, and the energy inside was immense.
My Devil Bringer absorbed it and developed me, but my body wasn't ready.
With Valerie, I actually have a few things in mind.
Sephiroth Graal seemed to respond to her emotions.
Besides that, I'm close to opening Devil Trigger myself, not a clone, and I can feel it.
Because sometimes my eyes turn into demon eyes.
It feels like I'm gaslighting myself a little.
But a blue figure appeared—this was my Devil Trigger copy, and it was dancing in front of me without a care in the world…
Was it representing my mocking side?
And what the hell....
"Cassien… ahem, I might have come at the wrong time."
I turned toward the voice—the girls had come inside…
Venelana was with them.
No… I'm experiencing social death, and Devil Trigger still hasn't stopped dancing.
Motherfucker stop...
But Venelana's eyes were wide: "HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA" she clutched her stomach and started laughing.
"HAHAHAAH!!!" The others were laughing at me, too.
But my Devil Trigger gave me a thumbs-up and left, I felt like he said: "I gotchu bro."
30 minutes later.
We were all sitting at a table: "I really didn't expect you to come so suddenly, Venelana. If you'd let me know, I could've taken care of you."
But Venelana grinned: "Good thing I didn't tell you. I wanted to surprise you, but you surprised me even more."
"Right?! He looked so cute!" said Ingvild, trying to imitate the dance moves.
Lavinia gave a wicked grin: "I'd like to see you do those moves."
Even Cleria had her hand over her mouth.
Yes, this is a funeral for the living.
I put my head on the table: "Can we stop? I'm already embarrassed."
But Valerie put her hands on my shoulders and started massaging: "Hmm, it's good that you're embarrassed. You're always the one embarrassing me."
"Ahem… Anyway, Venelana, I hope you like it here. There are no servants, but I think this environment feels more intimate. Actually, Cleria takes care of anything in the mansion, though I never wanted it that way."
Ingvild smiled at me: "I help Cleria as much as I can, too. Housework is pretty good for passing the time. Besides, you're usually not home anyway."
"Hmm, well, Cassien, from now on, I'll be bothering you," said Venelana.
I lifted my head and smiled: "I'd be happy about that. Just tell me if you need anything."
But she waved her hand: "These girls are really cute, too. I think I'll get along well with them. Especially the girl named Ingvild. She looks so innocent."
"Thank you, Lady Venelana…" Ingvild blushed.
Now I was glad Venelana was living with me.
This way, our interactions would increase.