Chapter 102: Haruto's Devil Form
Haruto glanced at the mountain ogre's corpse and sighed helplessly.
Trying to break through with just one battle was indeed unlikely, though it also had to do with this mountain ogre being too weak.
Even using berserk mode couldn't make Haruto feel truly endangered—it was just a bit more pressure.
Haruto straightened his tattered uniform and looked up into the sky.
"Miss Yuuma, aren't you going to show yourself yet?"
Amano gazed at Haruto, then slowly descended while flapping her black wings.
"Haruto-kun, you really are strange. You don't seem surprised at all to see me?"
Haruto examined the fallen angel beauty before him, whose revealing outfit made her look more seductive than if she were naked. Putting aside her terrible personality, she would indeed make a great girlfriend.
"There's nothing to be surprised about. I knew you were a fallen angel the moment I first saw you."
"Oh? Was my disguise that bad?"
Raynare tilted her head, making a cute expression. "By the way, my name is Raynare. Since you've seen my true form, don't call me by that name anymore."
Haruto flatly refused, "No."
"Why not?"
"Because I think Amano Yuuma sounds better than Raynare."
"Huh?"
Seeing Haruto's completely unapologetic expression, the fallen angel lady was momentarily speechless.
She explained seriously, "My real name is Raynare. Amano Yuuma is just a random pseudonym I came up with."
"I know, but I just want to call you Amano-san... Oh, since it's a fake name, calling you Yuuma-chan should be fine too."
Watching the blood-stained Haruto, the fallen angel's gaze gradually turned dangerous.
"It seems you're doing this on purpose..."
Her long black hair fluttered in the wind, the leather outfit covering only her vital areas appearing utterly seductive under the moonlight.
Raynare revealed a bewitching smile as a spear emitting a faint red glow materialized in her hand.
It resembled Haruto's Lightning Spear—a pure concentration of magical power without distinct shaft or tip, merely curved at the end to vaguely suggest a spearhead.
"Yuuma-chan, are we starting already?" Haruto continued teasing. "This doesn't seem like the personality you displayed that day."
Raynare sneered, "So men really do prefer that useless type, after all."
Haruto stretched his limbs slightly. He still had over half his magical power remaining—it should be fine.
"Not necessarily. I quite like how you are now too."
"Oh? Then will you obediently stand still and let me stab you once?"
Raynare curled her lips seductively. "If you let me stab you now, I might let you stab me later~"
"That won't do."
Haruto grinned. When it came to bad personalities, he'd never been afraid of anyone.
"Let me stab you directly instead—until you turn back into Yuuma-chan!"
"Yuuma-chan this, Yuuma-chan that... Shut up!"
Raynare finally lost her patience. Her black leather boots slammed against the ground, kicking up a fierce gust of wind as she lunged viciously toward Haruto.
Haruto's eyes lit up. As expected, Amano Yuuma's strength was formidable—fully on par with his own.
A solid peak B-rank.
"Now this is more like it!"
Haruto unleashed his full power once again, clashing with Amano Yuuma.
Lightning Spear and Light Spear collided, painting the dark forest with dazzling trails of light.
Within just a few exchanges, Haruto immediately felt his bottleneck beginning to loosen.
The more he fought, the more excited he became. Even if Amano wanted to leave now, he wouldn't allow it.
Conversely, Raynare grew increasingly alarmed. She realized she was actually no match for Haruto.
Though Haruto's strength had slightly diminished after the earlier battle, his skill more than compensated for the loss.
Utilizing Mirror Alice and the Eye of Insight, he gradually gained the upper hand.
Magical power depleted, stamina waned, but Haruto's eyes only grew more fervent.
Almost there, almost there. Just a bit more, just a bit more to break through that membrane.
The Lightning Spear slammed down fiercely as Amano crossed her Light Spear to block.
"Clang!"
The two magically condensed weapons emitted a metallic clang.
Amano's fair face flushed crimson. Her straight, slender legs braced firmly against the ground, her sexy black pumps carving two deep grooves into the earth.
As the Lightning Spear dissipated, Haruto gave Amano a genuinely sincere smile.
"Thank you, Yuuma-chan."
Amano panted heavily, sweat continuously trickling down her charming face.
"You... broke through?"
"Yes, thanks to you, Yuuma-chan. This breakthrough was unusually smooth."
Whoosh—
As he spoke, a pair of broad, pitch-black bat wings unfurled behind Haruto, and a powerful, dark tail emerged above his waist.
After breaking through, he had felt an itchy, swelling sensation between his shoulder blades and near his tailbone—only now did it finally feel comfortable.
Staring at Haruto's demonic true form, Amano Yuuma felt both shocked and doubtful.
Haruto's devil wings differed from her impression of thin, elongated ones—they were broad, thick, and brimming with a sense of power.
His tail was also noticeably thicker, with a gleaming, sharp tip.
After gazing intently for a long time, fragmented memories slowly surfaced in Amano's mind.
Ancient devil... descendant...
Somewhat similar, but aside from the wings and tail, nothing else matched.
"Are you really a servant of the Gremory family?"
Haruto curiously fluttered his wings, wondering if he needed to practice before attempting to fly.
Suddenly asked this, he instinctively revealed the emblem on the back of his left hand.
"What do you think?"
The fallen angel remained silent once more—she herself had lost count of how many times she'd been left speechless tonight.
"Did you hold back earlier?"
"Not at all."
Haruto continued to curiously examine his wings and tail, retracting and extending them while having great fun.
After breaking through to A-rank, it felt like the shackles within his body had been shattered. His Devil Bloodline fully activated, wings and tail emerged, and upon closer observation, one could notice specks of crimson tingeing his black pupils.
Amano didn't understand why Haruto kept retracting and extending his wings for no reason, nor did she care to ponder it.
"If you weren't holding back, why didn't you use your devil true form earlier? Why reveal it now?" Amano delivered a soul-piercing question.
Without revealing one's true form, combat power would always be slightly diminished.
Moreover, wings and tails could provide additional strength, assisting in both offense and defense.
Wings capable of carrying a person rapidly through the air—their potential power was unimaginable.
Under normal circumstances, they could even carry one or two additional people while flying.
Haruto's expression stiffened as he awkwardly replied, "I didn't know how to transform before..."
"Didn't know?" Amano looked astonished. "You mean you couldn't fly?"
Haruto nodded honestly, speaking with innocent sincerity, "Actually, I still can't fly now. I was just worrying about how to take off earlier."
Amano: ???
If she had known Haruto couldn't fly, she would have taken to the skies earlier and bombarded him from above.
While she might not have been able to completely overwhelm him, at least she would have been in an invincible position.