True Magician

Chapter 167

The underworld.

I was calmly drinking my coffee, now sitting in a small living room, small for demons, of course, which was still part of the arena. Sona left almost immediately after the fight ended in a draw, which surprised me, and Misla went to check on her son.

As for the fight, it was surprising that it ended in a draw again. The reason was that Issei, because of me, of course, did not receive the full boost that was in the canon. Yes, he had compensation in the form of training with the Servants, but the time spent with them was very insignificant. However, this is the world of anime, and the main character rapidly gaining strength is the norm here.

At one point, I heard footsteps approaching, and a minute later, a group of people I knew well, well, demons, entered the room. Of course, it was Sirzechs, Greyfia, and Rias.

- "Oh, look who it is! Two tomatoes and white sauce? Just a little more and you'd be a full-fledged salad," I smiled, at which all three stared at me irritably and sat down opposite me. "Why have you come to me? To the great, intelligent, strong, magnificent..."

- "Yeah, yeah, we know how great you are," Rias interrupted me and rolled her eyes.

- "Exactly, Tomato-san! I'm glad you understand everything so well."

- "That was sarcasm."

- "No, it wasn't."

- "Yes."

- "No."

- "Yes."

- "No," I said and covered her mouth with magic as soon as Rias tried to object. At first, she touched her mouth in confusion, then glared at me menacingly, just like a house mouse, and started poking me with her finger and stamping her feet. "See, you agree with me."

- "Mmm!" Rias muttered, and seeing this, Sirzechs laughed, while Greyfia shook her head.

- "You really are something, Romani-san. It's amazing how you can combine such opposite character traits," said the scarlet Demon Lord, unable to hide his amusement, and then his usual polite smile returned to his face. "But still, I would be grateful if you would break the spell on Rias. She has something to say."

- "Really? Well, okay then," I said and waved my index finger in the air. Rias felt the effect of my magic wear off, then turned her head away from me, crossed her arms, and snorted, making it clear that she had no intention of talking to me.

- "Now, now, Rias, stop sulking," Sirzechs began, placing his hand on her head. "You wanted to talk to Romani-san, didn't you?"

- "Lady Rias, behave yourself," commented Greyfia.

- "Yes, yes, stop sulking, Tomato-san," I added. "Otherwise, you'll start to spoil, and all your assets will sag like a half-empty bag of sand."

- "They won't sag!" Rias declared heatedly, then calmed down, corrected herself, and took on an important air. "Ahem. First, Sairaorg's mother asked me to tell you that they will visit you later, when your cousin has recovered. He wanted to come with us, but we talked him out of it."

I shrugged.

Well, it was obvious that Misla would stop him from doing anything like that. Both Sairaorg and Issei must be completely exhausted right now, considering their fight, which was quite typical for a shonen anime: lots of shouting, grand speeches, blows delivered in epic poses, names of moves, and so on.

- "Secondly..." she was about to continue when she was interrupted by the sudden opening of the door. Of course, it was Mo-chan, who opened the door as if it belonged to her, followed by Merlin with his usual sly smile on his face.