"If you win, you live. If you lose, you die. If you don't fight, you 't win!"

  — Eren Yeager, Atta Titan

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  Her hearing became exceptionally sharp, able to dis even the distant groans of zombies with crity.

  She picked up the wooden swain and swung it experimentally.

  Swish!

  The bde cut through the air with ease, the sound a testament to her newfound strength. A few casual swings were far more powerful than anything she had managed before.

  "It feels amazing," Saeko murmured, her gaze soft as she looked at Roy. From this moment forward, she beloo him, body and soul.

  Roy nodded in satisfa, then turned his attention to Shizuka.

  "Shizuka-sensei, how about it? Would you like to bey servant?"

  "Eh?" Shizuka hadn't expected the question aated, uainty clouding her features.

  "As my servant, you'll never have to suffer from backaches again," Roy offered, his words a tempting lure. Well, he *was* a devil, after all.

  Shizuka's eyes widened. As a woman blessed.... or perhaps cursed, with G-cup breasts, she uood the appeal of su offer.

  While many envied her ample bosom, it came with its ow of problems, primarily the weight. She frequently experienced back pain, and her favorite position was leaning down on the desk, which provided some relief.

  Roy's offer was incredibly tempting, more so than anything else at this moment.

  "I accept!" she excimed, beaming at Roy.

  Saya Takagi stood nearby, speechless, an anime vein throbbing on her forehead.

  What a strange reason to agree! To be swayed by the promise of no back pain...

  But then... Saya gnced down at her own developing chest.

  They weren't small either. Would she face simir problems as Shizuka-sensei iure?

  "Roy-," Shizuka begaantly, "could you grant me a favor?"

  "Of course, Shizuka-sensei. Anything," Roy replied, suspeg it ed her friend, Rika Minami.

  "Well, I don't know what's happeo my friend, Rika Minami. Could you please help me find her?" Worry etched itself onto Shizuka's features as she spoke.

  As expected...

  "Certainly," Roy assured her.

  Shizuka's face broke into a radiant smile. She stepped forward, positioning herself before him.

  Roy initiated the ritual once more. A blue magic circle appeared beh Shizuka's feet.

  "By my name, Roy Lucifuge, I and thee, Shizuka Marikawa, to bey servant, a Devil, and be reborn as my [Bishop]!"

  A [Bishop] piece materialized, drifting towards Shizuka before merging with her body.

  [Bishops] primarily enhanced magical power, and Roy sensed Shizuka possessed the potential to bee a powerful magic user, hence his choice of piece.

  The moment, Shizuka was bathed in a blue light, and devil wings sprouted from her back.

  As the light subsided, the rge, elegant wings unfolded, a testament to her newfound demonic heritage.

  Shizuka looked even more stunning than before.

  However, the refined air quickly dissipated.

  "Eh? I'm a devil now? How strange!"

  She hopped experimentally, her ample bosom jiggling with each bounce.

  "My back really doesn't hurt anymore! Roy-, you're amazing!"

  She threw her arms around Roy, burying his fa her chest.

  *Sniff sniff*. Indeed, very fragrant.

  Extrig himself from Shizuka's embrace, Roy turned his gaze towards Saya.

  Saya, despite her reluce, couldn't deny the reality of the situation. She had witwo people reborn as devils with her own eyes.

  "Takagi-san," Roy addressed her, "would you be willing to bey servant?"

  "You must realize that this world is pletely broken. Utter destru awaits it."

  "Wouldn't you rather e with me to the Underworld? You'll have a new life there."

  "And by the way," he added, "being a devil not only eliminates back pain, but it also graernal youth!"

  Roy id out the temptations oer another, enough to sway even the most resolute individual.

  "If I bee your servant, I'll leave this world?" Saya asked, struggling against the allure of his words.

  "Indeed."

  "Could my parents e with me?" she asked, her gaze full of hope. She still had ties to this world and couldn't simply abandon them.

  "I'm afraid not. Only my servants e with me. I won't make your parents my servants," Roy refused without hesitation.

  He wouldn't take men as servants, especially not those he didn't favor.

  Saya slumped onto the sofa, dejected by his immediate refusal. With her sharp mind, she knew he was right.

  This world was doomed, ah awaited her here.

  Furthermore, she didn't even know if her parents were still alive.

  In this apocalyptic world, hope was right before her eyes. Even if it wasn't Sacred salvation, even if it came from a devil, as long as it offered escape from this abyss, she was willing.

  "I accept," she said, "but could I please see my parents o time?"

  Saya agreed, her final wish being to che her parents. If she couldn't take them with her, she wao help them in their final moments.

  "Of course," Roy smiled. He wouldn't dehis small request.

  Saya's face brightened, a genuine smile returning as she approached Roy.

  "By my name, Roy Lucifuge, I and thee, Saya Takagi, to bey servant, a Devil, and be reborn as my [Bishop]!"

  Another [Bishop] piece appeared, floating towards Saya and merging with her.

  Saya was an intellectual genius; close bat wasn't her forte. However, with her intellect, she might have a talent fic.

  The moment, Saya was enveloped in a blue light, devil wings sprouting from her back.

  As the light faded, her magnifit wings unfolded, enhang her already strikiy. She was a vision of elegand grace.

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