"There is a difference between those who aim for the top and those who'll settle... And that difference matters."
— All Might, My Hero Academia
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[PS] : I've got some good news! the chapters now are longer than they used to be in the first 4 chapters... However, After the Demon Slayer Arc.. will be as long as 4/5 chapters combined, all without changing the schedule.😉
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Roy led the two girls into the room.
"Makomo, don't be nervous," Roy reassured her. "I'm going to perform the Devil transformation ritual on you. Are you ready?"
Makomo, who had followed Roy into the room, fidgeted with her hands, her nervousness apparent.
"Yes," she replied, nodding resolutely.
Seeing her determination, Roy wasted no time and began the ritual.
"By the name of Roy Lucifuge, I command thee, soul of Makomo, to become my servant Devil, reborn as my Pawn!"
As Roy chanted, a blue magic circle appeared beneath Makomo's feet.
A Pawn piece glowed, slowly rising from his chest and merging into Makomo's body.
A moment later, a brilliant light enveloped Makomo.
When the light subsided, a perfect form emerged within the magic circle.
She had sleek, black, shoulder-length hair and skin as smooth as jade. It was a flawless transformation.
The only slightly disharmonious feature was her rather ample bosom.
It was at least a D-cup, a considerable burden for a thirteen-year-old like Makomo. She was the epitome of a "loli-big-boobs" character.
Was Makomo originally this well-endowed?
Of course not.
Roy had, shall we say, enhanced certain aspects of her physique during the transformation.
This act exposed his inner lecher.
Even Saeko gave him a curious look.
Makomo, meanwhile, was beet red, covering herself with her hands.
Unfortunately, her small hands couldn't conceal much, making her even more alluring.
"Um... why is this part different?" Makomo mumbled, her voice barely above a whisper, her head lowered in embarrassment.
"Different? I think it's perfect," Roy teased, unable to resist poking fun at her adorable fluster.
"It's just... it's..." Makomo stammered, unable to articulate her thoughts.
This was simply too embarrassing for her to discuss. Her face and even her ears were flushed crimson.
Seeing this, Roy decided to stop teasing her. He didn't want her to faint from embarrassment.
"Saeko, give Makomo your clothes," Roy instructed.
Saeko was much taller than Makomo, so her clothes would be quite loose on the young girl.
But there was no other option for now. They would have to make do, and he would buy Makomo some new clothes later.
"Okay," Saeko replied, retrieving some clothes from her bag.
As she passed by Roy, she leaned in and whispered in his ear, "So, Roy, you like them big, huh?"
Her warm breath tickled his ear.
Saeko seemed a bit jealous.
"Ahem, don't worry, Saeko," Roy whispered back. "Yours are perfect. I love them."
Saeko beamed, satisfied with his response, and proceeded to help Makomo get dressed.
Dressed in Saeko's clothes, Makomo looked like a delicate and adorable doll.
"M-Master," Makomo addressed Roy timidly.
Roy's heart melted.
He placed his hand on Makomo's head, giving her a gentle pat.
"Just call me Roy-onii-chan, Makomo," he said with a warm smile. "From now on, we're family."
Makomo blushed even harder at the head pat, unable to meet his eyes.
Roy chuckled and gently pinched her cheek, then led her and Saeko out of the room.
Urokodaki and Makomo's fellow Students were waiting anxiously outside.
They were stunned when they saw Roy emerge hand-in-hand with a porcelain doll-like girl.
"M-Makomo, you're... so beautiful!" Sabito stammered, awestruck by Makomo's transformation.
"Makomo, is it really you? Are you truly alive?" Urokodaki asked, his eyes brimming with tears.
Makomo and Sabito were orphans whom he had raised since they were young. As his female Student, Makomo had always been especially dear to him.
Seeing her standing before him once again filled him with overwhelming emotion.
Unfortunately, his tengu mask hid his expression from view.
"Yes, Urokodaki-sensei," Makomo replied with a sweet smile.
"Thank you, Roy-sama!" Urokodaki bowed deeply in gratitude.
"Haha, there's no need for thanks," Roy said. "This was simply an equal exchange. I granted Makomo a new life and the chance for revenge, and in return, she will serve me."
Despite Roy's words, Urokodaki's expression remained filled with gratitude. "Even so, I am eternally grateful to you, Roy-sama."
"Tomorrow, I will write to Oyakata-sama. I'm sure once he learns of your abilities, Roy-sama, he will send the Breathing Style techniques to you as soon as possible."
"That would be excellent," Roy replied with a satisfied nod.
Kagaya Ubuyashiki, the leader of the Demon Slayer Corps, was related to Muzan Kibutsuji by blood. His entire family seemed to be cursed, with their children born frail and sickly, dying at a young age.
Therefore, Kagaya was determined to eliminate Muzan.
If he learned of Roy's power and abilities, he would undoubtedly offer his full support.
To Kagaya, any sacrifice was worth it if it meant the demise of Muzan Kibutsuji.
While Roy and Urokodaki discussed Breathing Styles, Makomo was pulled aside by her curious fellow Students, who bombarded her with questions.
"Makomo-chan, are you truly alive?"
"Makomo-chan, have you really become a Devil?"
"Makomo, you've become so beautiful!"
Makomo's fellow Students surrounded her, chattering excitedly. They even asked her to show them her Devil wings.
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