Picking up a girl.
This might appear like a hard hurdle for some people, something difficult, or even akin to a rumor, as everyone would wonder whether someone would approach a woman on the street or random places in the current age, where they could get close to anyone on the internet.
But unexpectedly, such an old-fashioned method was still useful, and as long as one was confident, brave enough, sincere, and ready to accept failure, then it was all fine.
If Masa had to say, it was like a door-to-door salesman who offered their product to someone that they never knew.
Frankly, the success was low, but then again, nothing could be gained if one didn't try, and Masa believed that he had a high success to invite this girl out, especially when she appeared to naive, like a countryside girl, who knew nothing about the cruelty of the city, thinking that all the people were gentle or kind.
'Or, she simply has confidence in her strength?'
Or did she notice the kindness within him?
Nevertheless, Masa decided to make her enjoy her trip in this town, as he had a lot of experiences while forgetting something.
'Hmm... never mind.'
"..." Rias.
Still, as he thought many things inwardly, Ingvild had her fun with him and wanted to stay with him more. "Masa, what is that?"
"Oh, that's an ice cream. Do you want to try?"
"...is that okay? I don't have any money."
Similar to Asia, Ingvild also lacked common sense, but her case wasn't as serious as Asia's.
"It's fine. I can treat you. Think of it as my way of repaying you for listening to your voice, or rather, let me hear your voice once again later."
"...thanks."
Ingvild smiled softly as she looked at Masa happily, glad that she had met him on this short visit. Yet, inwardly, when she thought of her problem, she couldn't help but sigh since if her condition relapsed, then it would be impossible to meet him again, right?
Their lifespan worked differently, and if she—
"What's wrong?"
"Ah."
"Is the ice cream not good?"
The two sat on the nearby bench as they enjoyed their choice of ice cream, but Masa noticed the strangeness on Ingvild as she became absentminded and slightly gloomy, stopping her action of licking the ice cream with her long, pink tongue.
"Ah, no, it tastes good, but..."
"But..."
"I am sorry." Shaking her head softly, Ingvild said, "How about you repay me with my song now?"
"Now?" Masa was speechless. "Finish your ice cream first. There is no need to be in a hurry. Or, are you going to leave this town after this?"
"No, I will stay for a bit."
"Then, we will have a chance to meet each other. We can meet tomorrow or in two days."
Unless Ingvild had a certain or a similarity to the situation of Asia, then it would be hard for them to meet each other, but Ingvild was strong, this young woman... if she was serious, Masa felt like she could destroy a country or two with ease.
"Masa..."
What could Ingvild say at this moment?
His words touched her, but when she thought of her situation, she felt nothing but despair, yet... for now, she knew that it was all fine, and as long as her situation hadn't relapsed, everything would be fine, she thought, and because of that, she felt it was fine to stay with him for a little longer.
"Do you have to go back now?"
"No." Shaking her head softly, Ingvild asked, "What's wrong?"
"Then, let's have more fun. At least, you have to leave with a smile on your face."
"Masa..."
His smile also affected her, and it also brought her into a smile. She was completely captivated by his gentle and warm nature, which could bring her a smile in every moment, making her unable to extricate herself from it.
This was the first time she learned it and she never thought that such an emotion existed, especially when she spent all of her time suppressing her feelings as she knew she brought nothing but trouble, not only to her family and to the surroundings, so she knew that she had to repay them, yet even so, when she was with Masa, she wanted to throw away all of that to be with him, but—
'Come.'
Her expression quickly changed when she heard a voice through telepathic magic.
"What's wrong?"
Under Masa's concern, Ingvild shook her head and said, "No, it's fine, but I have to go back."
"That's... a shame."
"Masa..." Ingvild felt guilty when she noticed his expression, which appeared sad. "Tomorrow... let's meet tomorrow."
"Is that a promise?"
"Yes." Ingvild nodded.
"Okay. Let's make a pinky promise."
Masa showed his pinky, which Ingvild also did the same, then blushed when their pinkies entangled. Unlike hers, which were petite and slender, yet long, his were long and thick, which made her feel like... it was nice to be with him.
"Let's meet at that fountain again."
"Yes."
"Then... see you."
"Yes... See you."
Ingvild felt reluctant, though. She didn't want to involve him in this part of the world, so she left him and went to meet the one who had told her to come with a gloomy mood.
Meanwhile, Masa just watched Ingvild's back in silence, thinking that her situation wasn't as simple as he thought it to be, especially when he had noticed the similar presence who came to pick her up.
"I didn't expect that you would go on a date with a man." The beautiful woman with glasses peeked at Masa from a distance and licked her lips lustfully. She might have a lover, but even so, Masa was on another level, and when he saw how immense he was, somehow, she wanted to have a taste and even owned him, especially when Ingvild took an interest in him. "He is so handsome. Let me have him—"
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMM!!
"...if you dare to touch him, then believe me, I will sink you deep in the ocean until no corpse of you can be found."
Facing Ingvild, the beautiful woman felt an intense fear in her heart and being.
This time, Ingvild, who had always loved peace and singing, showed her true nature, the tyranny of her being, the very nature of the devil that resided within her.
Ingvild Leviathan.
Yes, she was the descendant of the famous Leviathan, the devil that once led all of the devils along with the original Satan.
Naturally, as the devil of the Leviathan, her nature, envy, was the strongest, and because of that, when Ingvild heard what this bitch said from her lips, she wanted to kill her directly.
"He is mine. I can help you with many things, but if you touch him, even a single hair, then I will bring you all down with me."
"...."
The beautiful woman, who was also the original descendant of the Leviathan, Katarea Leviathan, felt humiliated since, unlike Ingvild, she was a pure devil, someone who should stand above many, yet somehow, she cowered in front of this half-bitch!
Yet, despite her unwillingness and anger, she could only swallow this humiliation.
"Yes, I understand."
Ingvild only glanced at Katerea for a while before she left and lightly yawned. She felt a little sleepy, and her thoughts became gloomy once again, and she became so helpless.
Meanwhile, Katerea felt an intense hatred, looking at Ingvild from behind as she thought of having revenge on this young woman.
"Hmph! If you are so protective of him, then I can't help but steal him from you, right?"
As she thought so, Katerea made up her plan~!
On the other hand, Masa, who didn't waste his time, also went back to Sona's home.
"I am back!"
"...." Everyone.
As expected, as he only returned before the evening, he was under the gazes of many.