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"I want to explain things to you, but you're not making it easy for me."
After a pause, with me trying to obliterate her to bits with my stare, I ended up talking first.
"Daniel," I answered simply, still glaring.
"Daniel…" she repeated, as if tasting the sound it made. She frowned, then continued speaking. "Have you ever heard of angels and devils?"
I suppressed my knee-jerk reaction to call bullshit and hurl insults, but I quickly remembered the demon from yesterday and managed to hold it back. Barely.
Honestly, it shouldn't have been a surprise. I did meet the man himself.
"Yeah. So you telling me they're real now?"
She nodded.
And what followed was a really, really, really long explanation on all the bullshit that ran behind the curtains.
A thousand years ago bla bla bla bla, a whole lotta pointless crap.
Long story short: Angels, Fallen Angels (because why not) and Devils existed, hated each other's guts, and were in a barely held together cold-war kinda deal. Simple enough.
Then came the explanation for the whole 'Stray' thing.
"So, let me see if I got this shit right… That 'Stray' I killed used to be a human who got turned into a Devil, and the moment they decided to live without a Master (AKA: slave owner), their body exploded and became a man-eating monstrosity with all the rationale of a rabid poodle."
I paused and stared at her with bafflement.
"And you… came here to recruit me and just let you turn me into a fucking Devil knowing that?"
Rias had the decency to look apologetic as I explained it back to her.
"...That would only ever happen if you defected from the peerage, not to mention that cases where the body is so horrifically twisted aren't the norm. Besides, as long as you remained with me-"
"As a slave, obviously."
"I wouldn't treat you like one! I- Look, I know it sounds bad, but you'd officially become allied with the Gremory Clan as a member of my peerage, there are…"
She stopped, looking frustrated about something for a split second before continuing.
"...there are many, many benefits if you're allied with the Gremory, as part of the peerage of their heiress no less."
While keeping my stare level, I began considering the offer inside my head.
Obviously, I was NOT going to enter a life of servitude. I didn't fucking die and win the heaven lotto just to go and become the butler of some bad bitch, no matter how hot she was. I was NOT letting this happen. AT ALL.
…
Still.
"...What kinds of benefits?"
Rias visibly perked up at my question, probably glad I gave her an angle to butter me up.
"You'd get your own piece of land inside Gremory territory in the Underworld, you'd get a generous salary, and you'd have the full support of the Gremory heiress in whatever projects you may wish to pursue, whether it be financially or however else."
She gave me a considerate look before adding something else.
"You… I would also provide you with a home here on the surface."
One of my eyes twitched as she (indirectly) mentioned again that I was homeless. Yes, she guessed right. Yes, it still bothered me.
And despite that… I mulled it over.
Not to actually accept her offer. No no no. Something more… sneaky. Coy, if you might.
She had mentioned during her painful explanation that, to turn me into a devil, she'd use something called an 'Evil Piece' (which didn't exactly help in her recruiting efforts) and that thing would more or less make the contract of slavery between her and I. She'd have to put that in my body and turn me to a devil.
…Hmm.
"Alright Rias… so, just to know and totally not because I'm actually considering your offer at all, how much stronger would I become if I turned into a Devil?"
Rias' expression brightened at my question, maybe thinking that she finally got me hooked.
"Compared to a regular human? Miles stronger. Unfairly so. You'd have increased reflexes, strength and speed, not to mention access to devil magic, while also being boosted by the Evil Piece you'd possess, and considering your display from yesterday? I think you have a lot of potential."
I thoughtfully nodded at all of her explanations and unsubtle flattery.
"So," I followed up. "If I were to, hypothetically speaking and of course only in the most ridiculous of hypothetical situations, accept your offer… how would the whole 'Evil Piece' thing work if I were to… I dunno, die?"
The plan was kind of insultingly obvious.
She was so glad by my seemingly increasing interest with her offer that she didn't stop to question my completely odd question.
"If you're with me,you won't simply die all of a sudden, not if I have anything to say about it, so I don't think you should be planning ahead for that, but if that really is important for you to know… the piece would remain inside you. After it is used, it remains with you forever."
Hmm…. that could be troublesome. Those Evil Pieces (to my limited knowledge) were the thing that initiated the master-slave contract, and it'd suck balls if after my little plan went through I still got affected by the damn thing.
…
This was an important choice. Accepting her offer and then executing the plan would potentially give me all of the benefits from becoming a devil minus all the fucking pain of being a slave.
On the other hand, it was a gamble. The damn slave-contract could follow me even after the plan is done and I didn't want to deal with being a servant in what's supposed to be my afterlife.
In the first place, I didn't know how this cool fucking ability worked in the slightest.
I needed to test it, first. In a safe environment preferably. After that I'd consider scamming this hot stuff.
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