Misla: "It's truly incredible Agarus-sama!" She said cheerfully, while in her hands softened a dark sphere of

.

Yukio: "I'm even more surprised by your way of learning, also stop calling me that, I told you my name is Yukio," He said shrugging his shoulders while holding his own sphere of

.

Misla smiled tenderly "Well, in that case, I'll call you Yukio-sama."

Yukio: "If you take away the sama, it would be better, you make me sound old!"

Misla laughed at the reaction of the boy in front of her and shook her head "Not at all, I have to show due respect," she said confidently.

Yukio could only laugh with her, this woman turned out to be quite nice.

---

Everyone around him paid attention, the Sairaorg group had strange expressions when they saw that the mother of their "King" spoke so animatedly with a young man who was almost the same age as them.

Further away there could be seen a Nekomata beating a man and throwing him into the air.

Koneko: "Cover yourself!" "Jump" "Reinforce" You're weak! "She was telling him, instead of calling it a normal workout training, you would call it a beating.

Koneko was very upset to see her 'husband' talk so animatedly with that woman.

Sairaorg had it worse, he was receiving so many blows, even the one who was said to be the demon with the most powerful physical body, he only looked like a punching bag before the little girl in front.

He could also see his mother so happy with Yukio, he felt strange.

Sairaorg: - I ... I hope it's not what I'm thinking! -

---

Yukio had been teaching Misla a bit to control the power of

, to his surprise, she turned out to be a very intelligent woman and quickly understood how to use it properly.

Although she could not use it on her whole body, at least she could give it shape changes, in that method it would be much better than Rias.

Well, if she wanted to throw an arrow of

a simple handshake and she could do it.

He looked at her, at her that was with a kind smile and watching his hands.

Yukio: "Can I ask you something?"

Misla raised her head and looked into Yukio's eyes. "What do you want to ask?"

Yukio stared at her. "Maybe it seems inappropriate ... But why are they here?" He already knew all this, but he wanted to hear it coming from her.

Misla's expression showed discomfort, but she looked at her son from a distance and then sighed.

Misla: "I don´t think it's bad to say ..." She closed her eyes and then breathed, she began to speak. "It all started when Sairaorg was born, as you know, he did not inherit the

. What was wrong with our clan, at first I did not pay attention ..." She had a sad tone in her voice. "But after a while, we began to receive glances, abuse, and insults, sometimes someone even trying to hit Sairaorg."

You could see a tearful expression on her face. "When I spoke with my ex-husband, I thought I could solve it, but it turned out to be even worse, the kind man I had married, turned out to be my worst nightmare."

"He hit us and threatened us, he would not even let us eat, well, for us the demons it would not be so vital, but Sairaorg was a child ... Do you understand how difficult it must have been for such a child? "She clenched her teeth "I had to leave that house, escape my own clan ... Do you know how it feels ?! ... I only counted on the help of an old friend, who could get me this place, it was old but enough for us to live. "

"Before I went into a coma, I could hear Sairaorg promising to be the strongest person, that made me feel better ... "She said looking at her son in the distance "After that, I was in a coma until you came and woke me up, " she said softly with a smile.

She still remembered that scene, where she opened her eyes looking at Yukio with long hair, he looked like an angel, he just needed a halo over his head and he would complete this scene.

While Misla was in her thoughts, she felt a sudden surge of energy and looked at Yukio.

When she looked at his expression, she immediately had an expression of fear.

You could see an expression of anger from Yukio, his aura was out of control and you could only feel his anger, his power to shake the place.

Koneko stopped suddenly and looked at her 'husband', she immediately approached him in case something happened.

Sairaorg's group could not even move due to the pressure emitted by the simple aura.

Sairaorg was seeing his mother with fear, he did not know what had happened, that Yukio suddenly became so angry that he emanated such a thirst for blood.

He tried to get up, he needed to protect his mother, but what happened left him speechless.

Yukio had embraced Misla suddenly.

---

Yukio: -Well, well, Lord Bael, we will have a good business later! And if the inept Zekram tries to defend you, I will include him in my tortures. - He said in his thoughts as he relaxed his aura.

Misla: "Y-Yukio-sama!" She was quite scared but nervous at such an action of the boy in front of her.

Yukio released her and smiled as he took one of her hands "Sorry, I got out of control a little while listening to your story."

Misla saw Yukio's sincere smile and looked at the hand that held her, smiled and nodded. "No problem ... But can you let go of my hand ...?" She said something embarra.s.sing, they were in front of everyone, but her son was watching her and she felt very nervous.

Yukio released her hand and smiled in defense "My bad! Hehe". He looked at the others and winked at Koneko, she looked at him and then raised a finger.

Yukio knew what it meant and simply nodded.

He rose from the rock and headed towards Sairaorg.

Sairaorg looked at Yukio oddly "Did something happen?"

Yukio shook his head "No, just a little problem, you do not have to worry, as, for your training, I hope you remember the techniques that were taught to you, tomorrow I'll come for you."

Sairaorg nodded, but then thought of something. "Hey, wait ... tomorrow? ... Maybe? ..-" He did not finish when Yukio interrupted him.

Yukio: "Yes, we will introduce ourselves just when the Gremory clan wants to hunt their daughter with the so-called Phoenix."

Sairaorg had a complicated expression, it was his cousin's marriage, but he did not think much of it, he knew that his cousin was in love with someone else, he never knew who he was, but she always told him stories of a very powerful child.

He nodded and looked at his mother, who was dazedly looking at Yukio's back and looked at the young man in front of him.

He wiped his hands and placed it on Yukio's shoulder. "Do not hurt her ..."

Yukio got confused by his words and turned to see him walk towards his group, he fixed his eyes on Misla, who diverted her flushed face.

It was very funny to look at her. - Is it called accepting a stepfather? Eh …- he laughed mentally as he shook his head "Hey! Koneko-chan we're leaving!" He said while waving his hand.

The girl immediately stood by his side and Yukio created a portal entering at the same time.

Yukio: - Tomorrow is the great day! Steal the bride, eh? I feel like one of those princes, but in that case, I am the Dragon! -

---

Misla looked dazed at the young man until he left, then got up and went immediately to the house, she felt very strange inside and had a flush on her face.

Misla: -He ... got angry when I told him how they treated me …-

-Did he care for me? Why was he so angry? Why was he so thirsty for blood? -

It was her thoughts, they were chaotic, but she knew something and ..." I ... Did I fall in love with someone younger than my son?"

Misla entered her room and closed the door resting on her bed while closing her eyes "Yukio-sama …"

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