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Linde's Villa.
In the living room.
"Master, Rum didn't hide anything. All of the organization's funds are now in my hands."
Vermouth operated her laptop, reporting, "Besides that, there are some fixed assets. Do you want to sell them?"
Linde asked, "If we keep them, will there be any hidden dangers?"
He liked to solve problems once and for all.
He didn't want to get stuck with persistent problems, like dog-skin plasters.
After all, they were too troublesome.
"All procedures are legitimate; there are no problems at all."
"Alright, then keep them."
Linde nodded, beginning the next arrangements.
"Now the funds are very abundant."
"So I plan to open an Exorcism Agency, and you will all be its employees."
Miyano Akemi said in surprise, "I didn't expect Master to be so kind-hearted, even wanting to help ordinary people with the troubles of Cursed Spirits."
"..."
"Don't overthink it; I just want you all to have some practical combat opportunities."
"Hehe."
Miyano Akemi stuck out her tongue.
It seemed… she had completely misunderstood.
Indeed, her Master might not be a bad person,
but he was definitely not a good person.
Miyano Shiho chimed in, "Master is right; our combat abilities as devils definitely need to improve."
Although Himejima Akeno had been a sparring partner recently,
they lacked the urgency of real combat.
That was absolutely unacceptable.
Listening to their conversation, Vermouth quickly started searching for a location online.
With ample financial support, a storefront was quickly secured.
As for renovations, with money, that was naturally not a problem.
Next,
it was time for some intimate activities.
Miyano Akemi once again fled in a panic.
Then, as if by some strange impulse, she reappeared outside the door and began to eavesdrop… The next day.
The morning sun streamed through the gaps in the curtains.
Linde opened his eyes, looking at Vermouth and Miyano Shiho on either side of him.
After several rounds of 'blending,' both sides had adapted to each other's presence.
In fact,
because of their mutual competition, he ultimately benefited.
"Master, ignore that witch."
"Hmph, mine is bigger than yours."
As if sensing Linde's gaze, Miyano Shiho and Vermouth whispered softly.
Linde shook his head with a chuckle.
He picked up his phone and began composing a message.
Now that he had two more Retainers/Subordinates,
he still needed to ask his childhood friend for special training.
"Rias: How long has it been, and you already have three Retainers/Subordinates?"
"Linde: Yes, I'm very lucky, aren't I?"
"Rias: Don't tell me they're all girls again?"
"Linde: Congratulations, you got it right."
Looking at the message on her phone, Rias felt a tightness in her chest.
How long had Linde been in the Human World?
At most, less than a week.
He hadn't even started school yet, but he had already taken in several Retainers/Subordinates.
"Hmph!"
She took a deep breath.
Then she began to reply to the message.
"Rias: When are they coming?"
Linde replied and then went to take a shower.
Looking at the message,
Rias muttered,
"I never noticed before, but he's a complete playboy."
"Special training, indeed. What does he take me for?"
Occult Research Club.
"That's the situation. These are the spells I prepared for them."
"Understood, President Rias."
Himejima Akeno naturally carried out President Rias's orders strictly.
However... Himejima Akeno looked at her strangely: "President Rias, you don't seem to be in the right state."
Rias pouted: "What's wrong with me?"
"I feel like, President Rias, you're jealous."
"Ha, how could that be..."
Rias subconsciously wanted to retort, then she froze, completely still.
It seemed, that was indeed the case.
She sat on the sofa in a daze, Linde's face appearing in her mind unconsciously.
When did it start?
It seemed like a long time ago.
"Oh my, it looks like I was right."
Himejima Akeno caressed her face, a knowing smile appearing.
Rias came back to her senses, tossed her vibrant red hair, and smiled: "So what if I admit it."
"It's not something to be ashamed of."
Himejima Akeno smiled: "If that's the case, President, you'll have quite a few rivals."
Rias: "..."
Damn, that makes so much sense.
She wasn't a woman who loved to be jealous.
But that guy's efficiency was too high.
Right.
Sister Fia also had to be counted.
Instantly.
She felt the sky darken... "Yo, you've already made breakfast."
Linde, holding a can of iced cola, slowly walked down the stairs.
Miyano Akemi was setting the table, and seeing Linde's appearance, her body stiffened slightly.
Her ears instantly turned crimson, and she stammered: "Ma-master, your cl-clothes..."
Linde blinked, looked down at himself, then smiled: "What does it matter, it's not like you haven't seen it before."
Hearing Linde's words, Miyano Akemi's eyelids twitched.
This sentence.
It was truly impossible to refute.
Linde sat opposite Miyano Akemi and smiled: "Actually, I'm quite looking forward to you joining in too."
Miyano Akemi said faintly: "Master, aren't you afraid you won't be able to handle it?"
Linde unhesitatingly patted himself: "You've seen it, no problem at all."
Miyano Akemi twitched her lips, feeling her face burn.
Her master.
How could he be so shameless?
Vermouth was one thing.
But Shiho... Thinking of this, Miyano Akemi's expression stiffened, then she shook her head vigorously.
Wait.
What kind of messy thoughts was she even having?
Looking at Miyano Akemi, Linde was about to continue teasing her.
Then.
His expression solidified.
On the ethereal panel.
The skill [Demon Summoning] was glowing brightly.
"It seems someone has taken the bait."
Linde's lips curved slightly.
He wondered what kind of world awaited him?