Raynare wasn't sure whether Masa was in a good mood or not, but there was no doubt his gentle side was nibsp;

  She thought that he would be like a beast that made her succumb, but then again, while she loved that wild side of him, her body was still exhausted, so this gentle side of him made her enjoy their time together.

  "Fuh..."

  ing out of the bathroom, Raynare felt fortable all over as she tied her beautiful long hair in a zy ponytail a y on her shoulder, ed her body with a white towel, yet still letting many parts of her whiteness shown, making her even more alluring as the extreme lewdness didn't e from a bare yet something that was hidden, and by hiding those most precious pces, it would make him even crazier about her.

  Yet, whehought Masa would be crazy about her body, she saw him, eared to be in the middle of reading something.

  'What the heck is this?'

  Suddenly, she felt that everything was se, especially when she felt so fortable in his pbsp;

  Previously, after she was messed up by him a behind without g, she thought that it was only the st time they would meet each other, yet, uedly, she would be held by him once again, and she eve fortable staying by his pbsp;

  heless, as her body had been touched by him so many times, she subsciously thought of him as someone she could trust, especially when he appeared chill and wasn't aggressive.

  'If only he wasn't a devil...'

  Whether it was his wild or soft side had pletely made her body succumb, and if he asked him, then she wouldn't refuse him, even open her legs excitedly for him.

  Unfortunately, he was a devil, and a devil was the enemy of a fallen angel.

  Their retionship was forbidden, and if someone khey would be branded as a traitor.

  That was why it was better to keep everything under s.

  "What are you doing?" Raynare asked curiously.

  "Making money."

  "Making money? Isn't it better to kill humans and rob their wealth?"

  "....." Masa stared at Raynare, speechless, then shook his head. "This is why you are such a weakling fallen angel, okay?" Killing humans was good and all, but killing wasn't a sustainable business. Instead, robbing was the best way, letting the human live aing them grow their wealth again before he could rob them again.

  It was like how to grow a leek; instead of taking the leeks until the roots, one had to keep the roots so the leek would grow once agaiing them be harvested so many times.

  heless, let's put this matter aside, as Masa wondered what Raynare wao do in this city. "Anyway, what are you doing here in this city?

  "...aren't you so cruel?" Raynare wao cry at this moment. Yes, she was weak, but there was o rub that fa her face, right?

  "Or rather, you should e if you want to know what we're pnning to do!"

  She thought that his heart had warmed up against her as they had slept so many times, but when she looked at his bnk face, she started to get scared and quickly apologized, "I was joking, okay? I will tell you! I will tell you! Stop looking at me like that!"

  As she begged, she g to his waist as she cried, thinking that this bastard was so cold!

  Yet, as Masa looked at this woman, he could only shake his head inwardly. Yes, this woman might often kill many, but whether it was Sona or Rias, they were all the same. The on sense of the supernatural beings was different from that of normal humans.

  In the world of the supernatural, the strong were supreme, and the weak could only succumb; this was why many supported those who had the potential to bee strong, as they would cause trouble.

  Sacred Gear.

  Masa wondered why a god eveed these things and spread them to all humans, letting them cause chaos everywhere.

  Still, he was more ered about what Raynare po do. "So, what do you pn to do?"

  "Great war."

  "Great war?" Masa looked at Rayrangely and asked, "You mean you want to start a war between a fallen angel, an angel, and a devil? Are you sane? With how weak you are, you will get killed instantly."

  "... you stop calling me weak? I know that I am weak, okay? Don't be so cruel!"

  Yes, Raynare also realized how idiotic her leader's decision was to start the Great War between the ahe fallen angel, and the devil.

  In the beginning, she thought a devil was walking, but it all ged after she met Masa, who was so you shtening that he could use a tiny pebble to bst Dohnaseek.

  If only she khat Masa was also immuo the light, then... she khat the Great War was as good as doomed.

  "It's not me who wishes to start the Great War. It's my boss, and all I want is to get a be aronger..." Raynare sulked, pouting, showing her annoyance as she tried to act cutely to seduce him.

  "Who is your boss? Azazel?"

  "...."

  If it was someone else, Raynare would have bsted the head of someone who would call the leader of the fallen angel so rudely, but she khat she was helpless toward him, so she could only sigh ahe truth. "Not Azazel, but it's Kokabiel."

  "....."

  Still, Masa had to say Raynare was so brazen that she called the leaders of her race so freely like that.

  "Kokabiel, huh?"

  Masa rubbed his , w whether he should devour this guy. He had devoured the male fallen angel whose name he had fotten with the power of Jake Jake no Mi, and he could bee two-winged fallen angels if he wished to, but if he devoured Kokabiel, would he bee ten or 12-winged fallen angels, then bee the real leader of the fallen angels directly?

  'Hmm...'

  " you call that fallen angel who wants to start the Great War, then?"

  "...what do you pn to do?"

  "Kill him."

  "...are you serious?!" Raynare was dumbfouhen cursed him. "Do you want to die?!" Yes, Masa was strong, yet did he overestimate that he could defeat Kokabiel, one of the legendary fallen ahat was even written in the bible?

  "Don't be stupid!"

  Raynare couldn't help but remind Masa, yet she saw him look at her strangely. "W-What's with those eyes? Why are you looking at me like that?"

  "No, for you, isn't it good that I die?"

  "..."

  Raynare fell silent.

  Yes, wasn't it good that Masa died?

  Why should she worry about him?

  Why should she care whether this bastard died or not?!

  'No, no! I just want to kill him myself! Yes, he is my target! Once I bee stronger, I will have my revenge on him! By then, I will be the o the top instead of at the bottom!'

  Raynare's cruel mind quickly made up the real reason why she tried to stop him from meeting Kokabiel.

  "Anyway, get all of your friends who wish to start the Great War. Let's meet up at the church."

  "Huh?!" Raynare was dumbfounded and asked, "Why do you want to go to church?" As a devil, shouldn't Masa hate churches? Yet, why the heck does this scumbag want to go to that holy pbsp;

  "I am going to get Asia. I am going to make her mine."

  "...ha?!"

  What the fuck did that bastard just say?!

  "See you ter at the church."

  "....."

  Raynare was in a daze and hadn't recovered until Masa had left. "BASTARD! WHAT'S SO GOOD ABOUT THAT NUN?! AREN'T I MORE BEAUTIFUL AHAN SUCH A RUSTIC TRYSIDE GIRL?!"

  "She isn't a bitch."

  It seemed that Masa hadn't left, so he heard her maniacal voice, so he answered her.

  "...."

  Raynare eechless before she became even angrier, bit her lower lips angrily, then cursed that bastard in a low voice, "You want to die so much, right? I will grant your wish!" She then started to call Kokabiel and the others, pnning to tell all of them about Masa, who po go to the church, ready to punish him!

  Still thinking about how good he was in bed... she hesitated for a moment before she cursed him again and called her boss with a cruel tone.

  "Ah, Kokabiel-sama, the truth is..."

  heless, what if Masa won?

  What would happen to her?

  Would Masa be cruel to her?

  Thinking of Masa, who could bst Dohnaseek with a tiny pebble—

  "....."

  'Let's just apologize ter,' she thought as she also added a lewd outfit since she khat Masa would love it.

  Anyway, it was Masa who asked, and she just followed his wish.

  Yet, for a moment, strangely enough, Raynare felt worried a for her a, but the trigger had been pulled, and it was impossible to stop.