DxD: Building A Demon Clan From Scratch.

Staring at the black wings behind Mahiru, Utaha's eyes flashed with surprise.

She couldn't help but wonder, "Could she actually be a fallen angel?"

Those wings were clearly different from devil wings.

"Looks like this newcomer is anything but ordinary," Saeko remarked as she approached, giving her evaluation.

"Homewrecker," Utaha rolled her eyes at her.

Her resentment could fill a bucket.

Having to listen to her "performance" every night just to fall asleep, how could she not be resentful?

On the other side—

Mahiru flapped her wings, reaching out curiously to touch them.

They're warm!

And when she touched them, she could feel it, just like how she could feel her tail.

Thinking about her tail, Mahiru's face flushed.

That tail… was an improper organ!

Lynn walked closer and reached out to touch her wings.

Hmm, feels like petting a cat.

"Hnn…"

Mahiru's eyes flickered with nervousness.

Lynn's touch gave her a strange sensation, one she hadn't felt when touching them herself.

Why does it feel different when Lynn touches me?

It's… really comfortable.

A dangerous thought crossed her mind.

She suddenly had the urge to curl up in Lynn's arms and let him pet her.

"Mahiru, try attacking those zombies."

Lynn's voice snapped her back to reality.

"Ah…! O-okay!"

She panicked for a moment.

Lynn sighed. "Your wings, use your wings."

At his reminder, Mahiru quickly regained her composure.

Whoosh.

Her black wings swung forward under her control.

A strong gust of wind sent her golden hair into disarray.

The black feathers shimmered, flickering with light and dark energy.

Swoosh—!

The sound of something slicing through the air echoed under the night sky.

Like black and white arrows.

Boom! Boom!

The feathers pierced through the zombies, embedding into the filthy ground, creating crater-sized holes.

Not bad.

For a newly transformed Low-Class Devil, this was a decent level of power.

Lynn shifted his gaze from the ground back to the zombies.

What intrigued him more was Mahiru's light and dark attributes.

The zombies struck by the light-attribute feathers slowly dissolved, as if being burned by holy flames, releasing wisps of white smoke.

Meanwhile, those pierced by the dark-attribute feathers were engulfed by a swirling mass of shadowy energy, as though being devoured by a black hole.

Burning and corrosion?

Mahiru's attributes seemed to inflict debuffs on enemies.

And…

Light is naturally the bane of devils.

Lynn turned his head.

At some point, Utaha and the others had backed away, now standing dozens of meters from Mahiru.

When Utaha met Lynn's gaze, she let out an awkward laugh, rubbing her arms uncomfortably.

Her gaze toward Mahiru carried a hint of fear.

"Master… are you sure Mahiru isn't a real fallen angel?"

Her expression was complicated.

Had Lynn actually corrupted an angel and led her to fall?

Otherwise, how could Mahiru possess light-based abilities?

When that light attribute manifested, Utaha's instincts screamed danger, as though she had just met a natural enemy.

Even Saeko and the others weren't spared from that uneasy feeling.

Who would believe she was a devil at this point?!

Lynn didn't bother explaining. "Mahiru, show them your devil wings."

Rather than wasting words, it was better to provide direct evidence.

Mahiru quickly complied, revealing her devil wings without hesitation.

She didn't want her abilities to create a rift between her and the others.

To her, since they were all Lynn's Peerage, they were family.

And she cherished her family.

So she didn't want any misunderstandings.

"Alright, she's definitely a devil…" Utaha muttered, her tone complex.

A devil possessing the characteristics of a fallen angel…

Even exuding a holy aura akin to an angel…

This is… hard to judge.

Just then.

"Master Lynn, here's the gun!"

Rei came running over, slightly out of breath, her chest bouncing with each step.

Lynn took the firearm.

A Desert Eagle.

It looked a little out of place in Mahiru's small hands, and the recoil would be pretty intense.

But…

Mahiru was a devil now.

She could handle it.

"Try infusing it with light magic and fire a shot."

Mahiru took the gun, her expression serious.

She slowly infused it with light energy before pulling the trigger.

Bang!

"Ah… I missed…"

Mahiru curled her toes awkwardly.

Lynn sighed. "That's my fault. I forgot you've never used a gun before."

After thinking for a moment, he moved behind her, placing his hands over hers.

Mahiru froze.

Her wings instinctively folded back, letting Lynn get closer.

Lynn didn't hesitate, guiding her hand and saying, "Keep channeling light magic."

"Hmnn~"

Mahiru's voice came out strangely.

Lynn's breath…

His lips were near her ear…

And that was… her weak spot.

Her body trembled slightly, her voice getting softer, and without realizing it, she leaned into Lynn's chest.

Utaha: …?

Since when did shooting practice come with perks like this?

Saeko's eyes glinted. "It seems I should learn how to shoot, too."

Utaha quickly followed up, "Well, I can't let you outdo me. I'm the most diligent and eager to learn, after all."

Miko: …...

This was getting ridiculous.

Were they actually trying to learn how to shoot?

Or was this just an excuse?

Bang! Bang! Bang!

While the others entertained their own thoughts, Lynn focused on helping Mahiru fire more bullets into the zombies.

The result?

"The effect is… mediocre."

Lynn frowned slightly.

But this wasn't Mahiru's fault.

"Ordinary human weapons can't channel large amounts of magic power."

"Still, it's usable for now."

It looked like he needed to find a suitable weapon for Mahiru.

And…

Zombies weren't an ideal test subject for her light-attribute attacks.

To properly test its effectiveness against devils, they needed to find a stray devil.

Lynn released Mahiru's hand.

Mahiru immediately felt a strange sense of loss.

It wasn't until a few moments later that she realized…

She was still leaning against Lynn's chest.

"Ah—S-Sorry!"

Flustered, she quickly straightened up, her face turning a deep red.

Lynn chuckled. "It's fine. If you want to lean, you can keep leaning."

His lips curled into a teasing smirk.

Mahiru's brain short-circuited.

Sizzle—

It felt like her head was overheating.

(To be continued.)

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