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''I am. Even if I am a magus, my combat capabilities are on the lower end of the spectrum, and I want to help you in all the ways I can, so my not joining your peerage is out of the question.
After going over the options available to us, the power you proposed for me is something I find myself attracted to.
The theoretical ceiling of its capabilities is staggering, and I have always wanted to help people; it's the reason I studied psychology in the first place.
So being the dedicated healer of our peerage, taking care of both their mental and physical wounds feels perfect for me.''
He could hear the determination and excitement in her voice; she had thought about his idea during their lecture, and she approved of it.
Acknowledging her decision, he started to go over the menus inside the catalogue for his next purchase before he looked at her one more time.
Seeing her shoulders tense under her jumper as she braced herself for it, he confirmed the purchase. As he did, a soft light surrounded Kiara for a second before it disappeared.
At a glance, you wouldn't notice the difference, but knowing what to look for, his eyes found his targets.
On either side of her head, nearly hidden in her black hair and only noticed by their colour, a pair of six-petal flower-shaped hairpins had been added to her outfit.
Thanks to Template Stacking, Kiara now was the owner of the Shun Shun Rikka, the broken signature ability of Inoue Orihime.
Moving closely to her side, his right hand immediately took hold of her left elbow, concerned at the disoriented look in her eyes. A second or two later, whatever lingering effects left her.
''How do you feel? Any pain or nausea?''
''Don't worry, Millicas. I'm fine, just a bit of a headache from the information downloaded into my head.
I'm already feeling better.'' She gave out a short chuckle at his reaction, finding his worry amusing in some way he couldn't see.
''If you are sure.''
''I am. Now cast the evaluation spell. The reason for you using template stacking before reincarnating me was to check if company powers affect the initial value of a candidate.''
Following her instructions, he did just that.
A flex of his magic and a bit of concentration later, he cast the detection spell at her.
"It seems that the detection spell can recognize the potential of catalogue powers, but we may need to repeat this test later on because not only has your value gone up from 1 pawn to 3, but according to it, Shun Shun Rikka reads as some type of Sacred Gear.
Whether a more specific spell will dissuade that notion or not is not something I know how to test."
"Not outside of our theories, but the gear reading could be either a blessing or a curse in the future.
At the very least, an unknown healing-type sacred gear should gain us the attention of both Azazel and the Satan Beelzebub."
She wasn't wrong in her assessment; either way, he could personally attest to Uncle Ajakas' obsessive nature regarding all things unknown, and The Fallen Angel Governor's addiction to examining the work of his defunct Father was no secret to the supernatural community.
"And considering the targets we decide to go for in the future, we could play up the similarities between myself and Miss Argento a little more than we originally intended after going over the summary of my Paper Trail Perk."
"Kiara, I'll be honest with you.
I could give you a bunch of logical reasons why just the knowledge of your saintly reputation as a therapist uncaring for the monetary aspect of the profession and the year you supposedly spent as a novitiate before leaving to study Psychology at university are more than enough for that dipshit to start sniffing around."
He smiled softly at her before taking a more serious tone of voice.
"But the truth is that, regardless of how good you would look in a habit, the thought of Sesshouin Kiara as a nun of any kind instead of a therapist sends shivers down my spine." For a second, she paused at his explanation and took in what he said.
Before promptly laughing so hard that she clutched her stomach with her hands.
He patiently waited for her to get it out of her system before she stopped, but her wide smile and the amusement in her amber eyes were palpable. Moving into his personal space, her hand softly caressed his face.
"Oh, what's wrong, my master, afraid to taste all the pleasures of the world?" She nearly purred in his ear. The sinful tone in her velvety voice made his heartbeat rise slightly.
Throughout the majority of the time they had spent together, she was a kind and nurturing woman; this wasn't the first time he could see the hidden hunger that shone underneath her personality.
The small seed of potential that, in another place and time, would have blossomed into the Devilish Bodhisattva that was the Beast of Rapture still existed inside the kind and playful Saint before him.
"Honey, I'm fucking terrified. Your Alternate Self is a woman not to be trifled with. Death by orgasmic rapture may be a nice way to go, but it is still dead."
Not being the first time that she showed him her playful side, he knew exactly how to respond.
With the guidance of Communication Talent assisting him, he wrapped his arm around her svelte waist and pulled her closer; his long fingers danced across her lower back, helped along by sticky fingers.
"Also, why would I deal with the consolation prize when I have already won the lottery by having you at my side? All of the benefits and none of the dangers, you are the bloody jackpot, love."
Her crimson blush and shuddering breath were the only answers he received. She may be good on the offence, but his gorgeous saint had a horrible defence in their playful exchanges.
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