Miyano Shiho's eyes went wide, and a flash of panic crossed her gaze.
Arlen actually pushed her out to block the bullets?
He simply wasn't human.
Wait.
He really wasn't human; he was a Devil.
Even so...
She really wanted to curse at him right now.
But watching the bullets getting closer and closer, Shiho didn't have time to think too much.
What should I do?
How should I handle this?
Right.
She was a Devil now.
She already possessed Demonic Power.
She extended her hands, a flash of confidence crossing her eyes.
Then!
Shiho's expression turned into one of pure despair.
How exactly am I supposed to use Demonic Power?!
She had just become a Devil seconds ago; she basically didn't know anything at all!
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The bullets were right in front of her face, seemingly magnifying infinitely before her eyes.
"Damn it, I don't want to die here!"
Almost instinctively, Shiho's hands began to wave about wildly in a panic.
Cling-clang!
Under the shocked gazes of the men in black, Shiho's hands moved in a blur of afterimages, snatching the bullets out of the air.
"This... this..."
"How did she do that?"
Except for Arlen, everyone's pupils dilated, looking as if their eyes were about to pop out of their sockets.
Shiho came back to her senses, looking at the flattened bullets in her palms with a face full of disbelief. "I actually... could do such a thing?"
"Like I said, don't use human common sense to measure us."
Arlen shrugged his shoulders, looking completely casual.
Hearing Arlen's words, Shiho said faintly, "But that isn't a valid reason for you to use me as a meat shield."
"What? As my Servant, did you intend to hide behind your Master?"
Arlen spoke shamelessly, without a shred of guilt.
A Servant had to be trained properly; only then could he, as the Master, enjoy the benefits later.
Moreover, bullets of that caliber—even if they hit Shiho's body—wouldn't be able to break her defense.
"Alright, don't dwell on it. Those people are about to run away."
Shiho gathered her thoughts, and only then did she notice the movements of the men in black.
A flash of hesitation crossed her eyes.
Arlen reminded her coldly, "Absolutely do not show mercy to enemies."
"The Organization hasn't been destroyed yet. If news leaks out that you're alive, it is very likely to implicate the people around you."
Shiho was stunned for a moment, and then a look of determination flashed through her eyes.
Right. I still have my sister.
No longer hesitating, Shiho threw the bullets in her hands outward.
Although it was just a throw...
The speed of the projectiles was even faster than when they were fired from the guns.
Splurt! Splurt!
Blood sprayed.
The remaining men in black didn't even have time to scream before they collapsed weakly to the ground, dead.
"How does it feel to kill someone for the first time?"
Shiho was silent for a moment, then shook her head. "Not very good."
"You were human until five minutes ago, so that's normal."
Arlen patted her shoulder. "But rest assured, you'll get used to it."
"I'll leave the people inside the research institute to you as well."
Shiho: "..."
"Haha, relax, I'm teasing you."
Shiho sighed deeply. "Arlen-san, could you please stop making these kinds of jokes?"
"Is it still 'Arlen-san'?"
Arlen blinked and smiled. "Shouldn't you change the form of address now?"
Shiho froze. Her pretty face turned slightly red as she whispered, "M-Master."
This form of address... inexplicably felt very shameful.
Arlen smacked his lips.
Mhm.
Being called Master for the first time felt pretty good.
Then!
Arlen waved his hand casually toward the research institute.
Hum.
A massive, crimson Magic Circle surfaced on the ground beneath the building.
In the next moment.
Monstrous flames rose into the sky, consuming the evidence.
"Alright, everything is settled. Come home with me."
Shiho: "???"
"Don't misunderstand. It's just my duty to take care of a new Servant."
Arlen explained, "You are a Devil now. You don't really think Angels and Exorcists don't exist, do you?"
Although Shiho was already infinitely close to a Middle-Class Devil in terms of raw stats...
Since she didn't even know the simplest demonic power control, he really wasn't at ease leaving her alone.
"O-okay."
Shiho hesitated for a moment, but ultimately nodded.
What Arlen said made sense.
And since the research institute was destroyed, she didn't want to stay in a hotel. If she did that, it was very likely the Black Organization would discover her tracks.
Although she wasn't afraid of the Organization anymore, she had to wait until her sister's safety was confirmed.
"But... you cannot do lewd things."
"I can only say I'll try my best."
Arlen spread his hands.
"..."
Shiho's mouth twitched slightly.
It's over.
Is it too late to regret this?
Did I just walk into a tiger's den?
...
Ten minutes later.
In front of a modern villa.
Arlen checked the address, then looked at the building.
"Master... is this really your home?"
Shiho looked at Arlen with suspicion.
She was genuinely afraid that as soon as they entered, her Master would play the role of a squatter, eliminate the original owner, and unilaterally announce that this was now Devil territory.
"What kind of messy thoughts are you having?"
Arlen took out a key and unlocked the door. "This is indeed my home."
"It's just that I arrived in the Human World today, so this is my first time coming here too."
Hearing this, Shiho breathed a sigh of relief.
Killing innocents indiscriminately...
She really couldn't do that.
Entering the villa, they found it fully furnished with high-end appliances.
"Not bad. There are actually ingredients in the refrigerator, and they are quite fresh."
Opening the refrigerator door, warmth rose in Arlen's heart.
No need to ask, this was all Nee-san's handiwork.
Taking a few ingredients out, he saw Shiho looking at him with a face full of surprise.
"What? Is there something on my face?"
"No, it's just a bit unexpected."
Shiho shook her head. "As a Devil, you actually know how to cook?"
Taking the ingredients to the kitchen sink, Arlen didn't even turn his head as he replied, "Is feeding oneself not a basic skill for a Devil?"
Whether in his previous life or this life, Arlen knew how to cook.
In this life, he learned it for Grayfia.
In his previous life, however, it was to save money.
But speaking of which...
He really did crave a proper meal.
Shiho sat on the sofa and took out her phone, dialing Miyano Akemi's number.
"Shiho? Calling at this time... do you miss your big sister?"
A warm and gentle voice came from the phone.
"Nee-san... um..."
On the other side, listening to the hesitation in the voice, Miyano Akemi put down the things in her hands, her brow furrowing slightly.
"Shiho, why are you hesitating? Did something happen?"
Shiho was silent for a moment, then said, "I don't know how to explain it over the phone. Nee-san, please come to Kuoh Town."
"Okay. I'll head over immediately."
"Mhm. Nee-san... please be careful."