"But this place is really great."
Sairaorg clenched his fists as he felt his body was full of energy. "I can feel that my body is full of power."
If he trained here, he believed he could get stronger faster.
As he didn't have a talent, the only thing that he could rely on was training his physical ability.
Yet, he wasn't a robot.
He was a devil.
As a creature that moved on his emotions, it was impossible for him to be in the perfect state every time.
If it wasn't for his obsession to get the position of the heir of the Bael house and also the prayer of his mother, Sairaorg might have given up.
"Yes, I designed this place by myself and naturally with the best Fengsui. Not only will your body be great, but your mother's body is the same."
"Eh?" Sairaorg looked at his mother, then quickly realized. "Mother, are you okay?"
"...now that you mention it, I haven't felt sleepy and... I feel great!"
Even though Riser's Fengshui could ease the symptoms and let her have a normal life as long as she stayed inside the room when Misla walked out, her disease still existed, and she would be affected by the "Sleeping Disease."
During their journey to this villa, Misla had been feeling sleepy. After all, even if his "Fengshui" could erase the feeling of sleepiness when they stayed inside the room that was arranged with a specific arrangement, it didn't mean the disease had disappeared. It still existed on her body, and it could affect her from time to time.
However, when Misla was in this city, she didn't feel that sleepiness anymore.
"Obaa-sama, is that true?" Even Rias was surprised since she knew the situation of her aunt well.
"Yes." Misla nodded and was also unable to hide her surprise.
"Riser, this place is...?"
"As long as your mother is here, then she won't be sleepy due to her sleeping disease."
"That's..."
Sairaorg felt hesitant and embarrassed to ask for a request, asking Riser to let his mother stay in his villa, but he knew that it was pretentious to ask so, especially when Riser had helped him so much, yet he was unable to give him anything.
If possible, Sairaorg wanted to do something for Riser, yet what could he do?
Money?
Did the Phenex family lack it?
Power?
Riser was strong.
Women?
He was already married!
Sairaorg could only sigh and felt helpless that there was nothing that he could do but—
"Riser... I know it might be pretentious for me to ask this, but can you let my mother stay here?"
"Sairaorg!" Misla was startled when her son was going to let her stay in Riser's villa.
While she didn't mind and secretly felt happy, she also felt that it was wrong!
"You don't need to be so serious, Sairaorg. I plan to make this place into a resort city, so the more people, the better it is. If you want, then I can also design a villa for you in this area."
"Really?" Sairaorg was excited!
"Really."
Anyway, it was worth it to make Sairaorg owe him a favor.
Riser didn't lack money, but if he made this heir of Bael's house owe him a favor, it would definitely give him a greater benefit.
"Then, if you have something to ask, then please tell me! As long as it is within my power, I will do it!"
No matter what, Riser was his savior, the person who had helped his mother.
Sairaorg, who cared about his mother, wished to do something for Riser, who had helped him.
"If that's the case, then I won't be holding back. Is that okay with you?"
"What is it? If it's within my capability, I will do anything for you."
"... don't say such a thing as "anything for you" so easily. It will easily cause a misunderstanding."
"What kind of misunderstanding?"
"...maybe, you should also learn about culture instead of training your muscles all the time." Riser rubbed his temple, then held Sona's hand. "We plan to make a school. Do you want to do it together?"
"Eh?" 2x
Not only Sairaorg but Sona was surprised.
"A school?"
Sairaorg blinked his eyes as he listened to Riser's explanation.
Riser also didn't hold back and said Sairaorg Sona's intention was to build a "Rating Game" school for the low-class devil, and he wanted to help her.
If they had Sairaorg's involvement in this plan, then everything would have been easier as he was part of the Great King faction.
Nevertheless, there was no way for Riser to be so blunt. Instead, he needed to add a sob story and other things so Sairaorg would be eager to help.
While Sairaorg's personality was quite straightforward, the emotion was unpredictable, and it wasn't something that could be guessed easily.
Sairaorg might appear straightforward and honest but on the inside? No one could tell, so Riser needed to influence him so Sairaorg would do his bidding.
"Learn how he talks. You can learn a lot from him." Serafall whispered to her little sister.
As a family, Serafall knew what Sona's dream was, but a dream couldn't just be realized with just a talk or two. There should be savviness and communication skills so the party who heard this idea would feel the possibility and would excitedly join in with their idea even if the idea was ridiculous.
Frankly, Serafall had to say that Riser was really talented at deceiving someone.
With his mouth alone, Serafall believed that he could become a billionaire.
Somehow, she felt that he was really a perfect devil.
"Yes." Sona nodded since she also understood her weakness. Unlike her husband, who was flexible, she was straight and could only express her dream in a straightforward manner.
If she wasn't the heir of the Sitri clan and her older sister was a Maou Leviathan, then there was no way for her to realize her dream.
However, Riser was different.
Even without such a status, the possibility of him creating a "Rating Game" school for the low-class devil was high.
The school that should have been impossible to create was like a beautiful fairy tale that brought everyone a dream from his mouth.
Not only her but everyone who listened to the words that came from his mouth was also attracted by the idea of this school.
Still, Sairaorg was already excited; his heart was beating so fast, and his blood was full of adrenaline as he heard Riser's story. Frankly, if he wasn't the son of the current Lord of the Bael house, then his status wasn't much different than those low-class devils, so he understood the feeling of those who wished to participate in the "Rating Game," yet they couldn't.
However, if they built a school, then such a thing was possible, right?
Sairaorg wanted to participate as soon as possible, but—
"Sairaorg, promise him."
"Mother?" Sairaorg looked at his mother weirdly.
Did his mother have such an interest in this school?
But Sairaorg nodded. "Yes, let's build this school, Riser-kun."
"It's not just me. It's us."
Riser hugged his wife's waist and told them who was the initiator of this idea.
"Yes, let's make this school together, Sona." Sairaorg quickly fixed his mistake.
"Thank you, Sairaorg." Sona smiled before she looked at her husband happily since she knew that with Sairaorg's participation, everything would be smooth.
"Hey, don't forget about Onee-chan~! Onee-chan is also working hard to make this school happen~!"
Serafall pouted before she hugged Riser and Sona tightly, feeling annoyed at being ignored.
"Thank you, Onee-sama."
This time, Sona was honest since she was so happy at that moment.
Riser was also honest since his sister-in-law's boobs were the best.
[The path of "Shimai-don" is close]
"...." Riser.
Nevertheless, as long as the plan for this school was accepted, even if the school hadn't been built, he knew that he would get a reward, and he couldn't wait for that.
Nevertheless, Sairaorg looked at the three of them and felt a bit jealous since he wondered whether he could have such a family, too.
Not only Sairaorg but Misla also thought so, and due to this, she couldn't help but pay attention to Ravel, Riser's little sister. She knew that it might be wrong for her to ask this question at this moment, but if possible, she also wanted to become a family with Riser.
It might not be possible for her as she was still married to Sairaorg's father even though she was abandoned.
However, what about her son?
"Riser-kun, does your little sister have an engagement with a gentleman?"
"........"
Suddenly, the happy mood turned weird because of this question.
Riser looked at Misla weirdly, then looked at Ravel, who was also confused, but as Misla waited for an answer, he shook his head since Ravel didn't have any engagement.
"No."
"Then, what about Sairaorg? Do you think your little sister can be engaged to my son?"
"........"
At that moment, everything became still and silent.