"Why should I bear any hatred towards someone who's obviously weaker than myself? All I feel is pity."
— Escanor, Seven Deadly Sins
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"No, the Hand Demon on Mt. Fujikasane is no longer suitable for the Final Selection," Sakonji Urokodaki declared, his voice firm as he donned his tengu mask once more. "I will report to Oyakata-sama and personally slay the Hand Demon."
The Hand Demon had devoured hundreds of people over the years, growing tremendously powerful. It was beyond the capabilities of those participating in the Final Selection.
Every time he had eagerly awaited the return of the children who took part in the Final Selection, the news he received was filled with sorrow.
Now, he understood that it was all his fault.
Urokodaki was consumed by grief and anger. But he couldn't show these emotions in front of the children, so he hid behind his mask.
Tanjiro remained silent, unable to refute Urokodaki's resolute words.
"Mr. Urokodaki, why not let them avenge themselves?" Roy interjected.
His words puzzled both Urokodaki and Tanjiro.
Ignoring their confusion, Roy turned to Makomo with a gentle smile. "I imagine you've been hesitant to appear before Mr. Urokodaki because you feel you've failed him. And I'm sure not being able to defeat the Hand Demon is a lingering regret."
Roy's words struck a chord with the children. They all looked at him with a glimmer of hope in their eyes.
"Your name is Makomo, isn't it?" Roy asked, his smile widening.
"Yes, Roy-san. It's a pleasure to meet you," Makomo replied politely, bowing respectfully despite her lack of expression.
"Makomo, would you like to personally avenge your fellow disciples?"
"Is that... possible?" Makomo's usually stoic face showed a flicker of emotion.
"Of course. However..."
Before Roy could finish, Makomo interrupted.
"I accept. Roy-san, what do I need to do?" she asked, her expression serious and determined.
No matter the cost, Makomo was willing to do anything to avenge her fallen comrades.
"Roy-san, if possible, please let me take Makomo's place," Sabito interjected, unable to remain silent.
Avenging their fellow disciples was a responsibility he felt he should shoulder as their senior.
"Now, now, don't be hasty," Roy chuckled. "While you may not care about the cost, I must still explain it."
Makomo and Sabito quieted down, listening intently.
Roy's lips curled into a sly smile. "I can resurrect one of you, allowing you to take revenge personally. But the price is that you will become my servant, bound to serve me for life."
Roy's objective was clear: he wanted Makomo!
However, they were unaware of his true intentions.
They were still reeling from the shock of his offer. After all, the idea of resurrecting someone was simply too fantastical.
Surprisingly, both Urokodaki and Tanjiro believed Roy's words. Their noses told them that he wasn't lying and that he truly possessed the ability to bring someone back to life.
This revelation shocked them even more.
"C-Could it be... that Roy-san is a God?" Tanjiro stammered, his eyes wide with disbelief.
"Not quite," Roy replied with a chuckle. "It's actually the opposite. I'm a Devil."
He didn't hide his identity. In fact, revealing it might make them even more inclined to believe him. After all, in a world where Demons existed, the presence of Devils wasn't so far-fetched.
Urokodaki was the first to accept this truth. He trusted his nose, and if Roy was telling the truth, then one of his disciples could be brought back to life. He was overjoyed at the prospect.
"Roy-sama, please, I beg you, save my children!" Urokodaki pleaded, prostrating himself before Roy.
"Mr. Urokodaki, there's no need for such formalities," Roy said, then turned to Makomo. "So, Makomo, are you willing to become my servant?"
Faced with this question, Makomo, who had been so resolute just moments ago, hesitated. She seemed to be considering whether to give this opportunity to someone else.
"Makomo, don't hesitate! Accept his offer!" Sabito urged.
Faced with the chance of resurrection, Sabito no longer insisted on taking Makomo's place.
In truth, Sabito's talent far surpassed Makomo's. He was a true prodigy. He had only died at the hands of the Hand Demon due to a moment of carelessness.
Unfortunately, Roy wasn't interested in male servants. Otherwise, Sabito would have been an excellent choice.
Of course, Makomo's talent was also remarkable. After all, she had managed to split the boulder at such a young age and qualify for the Final Selection. Her potential was undeniable.
Urokodaki remained silent, leaving the decision to Makomo.
Tanjiro was still trying to process everything. He was too young to fully grasp the situation.
Makomo, still hesitant, turned to look at her fellow disciples.
They all smiled at her encouragingly, none of them showing any desire to take her place.
Seeing this, Makomo's hesitation vanished.
She turned to Roy, nodded firmly, and declared, "Roy-sama, I accept your offer! But I wish to personally slay the Hand Demon and avenge everyone."
By forming a contract with a Devil, she could achieve her goal of avenging her fallen comrades. The price was a lifetime of servitude.
"Rest assured, I will grant you the power to do so," Roy promised with a smile.
"Follow me."
With Makomo's agreement, Roy wasted no time. He was ready to begin the Devil transformation ritual.
"Mr. Urokodaki," Roy asked, "may I use a room?"
"Of course, Roy-sama. Please, come in," Urokodaki replied, respectfully leading Roy inside.
"Saeko, you come in too," Roy added.
The Devil transformation ritual was about to begin. During the process, Makomo's body would be reshaped, leaving her completely naked.
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