DxD: Scion of Lucifuge

"Fear is not evil. It tells you what your weakness is. And once you know your weakness, you can become stronger"

— Gildarts Clive, Fairy Tail

---

[ With your Blessings - 3/4 Even 5 Chapters Daily ]

[ Push the Story Forward with your Power Stones ]

[ If you Like the Story, Please Leave a Review. Your Voice Matters! ]

---

Roy turned, looking at Saeko Busujima quizzically.

"Don't mistake me for a frail woman! I'm perfectly capable of fighting," Saeko said, a smile playing on her lips.

Roy paused, realizing she was right. Saeko Busujima, after all, possessed a thirst for battle, a desire to unleash her swordsmanship. Roy's tendency to eliminate all the zombies himself had left her with no outlet for this urge.

"Then I'll leave it to you, Saeko-senpai," he agreed, allowing her to take on the surrounding zombies.

Roy would focus on protecting the group, including Saeko herself. If she encountered danger, he could intervene instantly.

Saeko smiled brightly at his assent, then began her deadly dance with the wooden katana.

Roy stayed close to Shizuka Marikawa and Saya Takagi, keeping a watchful eye on Saeko's progress.

As the slaughter began, Saeko's movements grew increasingly swift and precise.

Her swordsmanship was incredibly sharp, noticeably more refined than before. Observing Roy's own swordsmanship had clearly elevated her skills.

Roy also noticed a growing excitement in her expression, a clear enjoyment of the battle.

As he suspected, living in an era of peace was a waste of her combat talent. She should be at his side, witnessing the strongest fighters across various worlds, reveling in the thrill of combat.

In no time at all, Saeko had cleared the area of all zombies.

"Whew... Let's get inside," she said, her expression returning to its usual calm after the fight, exhaling softly.

"Yes, you've worked hard, Saeko-senpai. Let's go in and rest," Roy replied, leading the way into Shizuka's friend's house.

...

Upon entering, he carefully checked the interior. Though the house appeared unoccupied, he couldn't rule out the possibility of someone hiding inside.

Saeko, Shizuka, and Saya were surprised by his cautious approach. It also instilled a deeper sense of security in them.

After confirming the house was clear, the three women headed to the bathroom to freshen up.

Roy went to a separate bathroom to wash up. Though he hadn't been splattered with blood, he still felt the need to cleanse himself.

He finished first, emerging to find the others still enjoying themselves in the bathroom. It seemed they wouldn't be out for a while.

Roy went to the kitchen and prepared a simple meal of noodles.

By the time the noodles were ready, Saeko, Shizuka, and Saya had emerged, their hair still damp.

"I apologize. To think I'd let Roy-kun cook for us," Saeko said, entering the kitchen wrapped in a towel.

For a traditional woman like Saeko, having a man cook for her felt almost like an insult. However, Roy had quietly prepared dinner while she was bathing, leaving her with little choice.

Roy admired Saeko's appearance; the simple towel did little to conceal her stunning figure. He mentally applauded her beauty. Her words pleased him even more.

A woman who could grace a ballroom, manage a kitchen, eliminate threats, overcome obstacles, drive a luxury car, own a beautiful home, outsmart rivals, and defend herself against thugs…

Ahem...

No, that should be, a woman who could dominate the battlefield.

She was practically the perfect woman.

"It's no trouble at all. It was just a simple meal of noodles," Roy said. "Come help me carry these out. I imagine you're all starving."

He stepped aside, gesturing for Saeko to enter the kitchen.

"Certainly!"

Saeko smiled, carrying two bowls of noodles out of the kitchen, leaving a trail of pleasant fragrance in her wake.

Chuckling to himself, Roy carried the remaining two bowls.

"Come and eat," he said, handing a bowl to Saya.

Saya eyed him warily. They were all still in towels, leaving them vulnerable. If Roy had any ill intentions, they would be in trouble. She scrutinized him, but his clear gaze held no hint of malice or lust. Relieved, she accepted the bowl and began to eat.

After an afternoon of running and fear, she was famished.

"Mmm, these noodles smell wonderful! They're delicious!" Shizuka exclaimed after her first bite.

Saeko, though silent, also seemed to be enjoying the meal.

Seeing them eat with such relish brought a smile to Roy's face.

After they had finished, he spoke.

"By the way, Saeko-senpai, have you given any thought to what I mentioned earlier?"

"Eh? What was that?" Saeko asked, looking at him quizzically.

"When we first met, I asked you to become my servant," Roy said with a smile.

"Huh? Servant?"

Before Saeko could react to Roy's words, Saya interjected, staring at him in surprise.

"What? If Saya-san wants to become my servant, I'd welcome her as well."

"Idiot, I would never…" Saya's face flushed crimson as she sat back down.

The word "servant" in this context carried connotations of family, belonging, and even marriage. Saya had interpreted his words as a confession.

It never occurred to them to associate the term with devils.

However, in this case, becoming his servant was akin to accepting a proposal, a lifelong commitment.

Saeko finally understood, her face also turning a delicate shade of pink.

Though a popular girl at Fujimi Academy, accustomed to confessions of love, this was *Roy's* confession.

Throughout their ordeal, his exceptional swordsmanship, calm demeanor, and unwavering ability to guide them to safety had left a deep impression on her.

His noble bearing, handsome features, and gentle nature had already sparked admiration within Saeko.

Now, with his unexpected confession, she felt an impulsive urge to accept. However, before she could speak…

---

Every 250 PS = Bonus Chapter!

If you like the story, please leave a review.

---

To be Continued...