59 A Fallen's Angel family.

Sorry for the fail yesterday, I didn't mean to do it.

I have already asked this on P@treon and Discord, but since I know that most of you don't follow me in those sites I'm going to ask it here again.

Noble Phantasm, I would prefer a non-weapon wan.

Servants, I would prefer someone who is not too much overused.

Fate Skills. If you don't know what is this, you can go to https://typemoon.fandom.com/wiki/Skill and search for cools skills. There are some skills that don't lose to Noble Phantasm.

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Another thing I don't understand. Can't Barakiel really take care of a simple human clan?

Of course, he can. If there is any person from the Himejima clan who can beat Barakiel, it is Ikuse Tobio. Still, he does not belong to the Himejima clan, and at that time he was only a four-year-old boy at most.

Shuri and Barakiel might seem like the perfect couple, leaving aside the great contrast they create next to each other. But they had a dark secret, and that was related to their sexual habits.

They were active practitioners of S&M. People who have seen 50 Shades of Grey will relate this to Barakiel being the sadist and Shuri being the masochist, but nothing more out of touch with reality.

Barakiel, with his huge physique, is nothing but a bitch in bed for his sadistic wife. And that, my dear readers, is a little scary.

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The meal went off without a hitch.

Shuri had prepared a good meal for all of us. She knew that we had training afterwards, so she prepared us a balanced and healthy meal.

"What was your life like before you came to Grigori?" Shuri asks.

The question is obviously directed at Kuroka and me.

I've told my story so far. My birth in the forest, my encounter with the first humans, Tiamat, Kuroka and Shirone, and I ended up talking a little about Mordred. I just went over my life, without going into detail and skipping the parts about the systems.

Kuroka, on the other hand, talked a bit about her childhood with her sister and only mentioned having had a few bad years before I rescued her.

Shuri noticed that we did not want to talk too much about our past, so she stopped asking. The atmosphere became a bit uncomfortable, so Shuri asked the other person who had come with us a question.

"How is training with Barakiel? He says he's very gentle with you."

Is that training smooth? I don't think so.

And it looks like Raynare doesn't think so either. She was eating quietly, and she put her fork down when she heard the question. Her gaze darkens, and she tilts her face toward the plate. Finally, her body starts to shake.

"I don't know how I'm still alive, Shuri-sama."

She's sincere, and I agree with her. I'm sure if she had my system, she would have developed the [Lighting Resistance] skill by now and raised it to level 10 at least.

"Ara-ara, that seems to be different from what my husband told me. Do you have anything to say, Barakiel-san?"

"Well, I may have applied a little bit of a rough hand. In my defence, I have to say that it was because she didn't want to cooperate."

"And because she wouldn't cooperate, you had to use force against a girl weaker than you. A girl who's only a few years older than your daughter."

I think the best thing I can do in this situation is to do nothing, I have no intention of getting into a couple's fight. Yeah, that's exactly why. It's not because I'm afraid of Shuri right now or anything.

"It's just..."

"Ara-ara, the great Barakiel, one of Grigori's leaders, has to use force to get a girl to train. I don't think this is fair, so I'm going to have to give you a punishment."

Women are scary. Just look at Barakiel, a fallen angel of Cadre level is trembling, and his face is turning pale just from the threat of his wife.

"Get ready, because tonight I'm going to use 'it'."

That's the last thing Shuri said before she shut up and continued eating.

That has to be a mighty object, as Barakiel has lost all colour in his face.

"Whatever you say, my lady."

It seems that the colour is slowly returning to Barakiel's face. But there is something wrong because the colour in his face is not the normal one, but it has a red tint.

Ah... I think I understand what's happening.

That' what Shuri is talking about is probably an object used in her sexual practices, perhaps a whip.

"Shuri-sama is speaking for me... I feel so happy..."

I'm sorry, Raynare, but that's not the case. They're just using you as an excuse so they can enjoy their relationship in bed.

Kuroka and I exchanged glances, she seems to have noticed something, too.

This is a little weird.

'Don't say anything, pretend nothing has happened.'

'But I feel bad for Raynare-nyaa.'

"You better let it go.'

Kuroka and I have a brief conversation with our eyes.

"Eto... Drako-san"

Barakiel's daughter, Akeno, calls me.

"Take away the honorific, just call me Drako."

"Drako."

Akeno mutters as she tilts her head down, a slight blush on his face. She seems to be a rather shy and embarrassed young woman.

"Do you need anything, Akeno?"

She looks at me sideways while she keeps her head down. She, hesitating a bit, nods her head.

"Are those... are those horns real?"

Oh, I get it.

Akeno, who is sitting in front of me, has been looking at me sideways all through the meal. She has tried to hide her curious gaze, but I have noticed instantly what she is doing.

So she was curious about my horns. She's only a little girl of 13 at the most, so I understand her curiosity about fantastic things like my horns. In fact, she's been watching my tail when we were outside, too.

"Of course they are."

Hearing my answer, Akeno's face lights up. All her shyness seems to have vanished, as she has risen from her chair and brought her face closer to mine.

"Really! Can I touch them?"

"Akeno, you're disrespectful to the guests."

Barakiel smiles at my interaction with Akeno, but Shuri is much more serious.

"No, no, it's okay. It doesn't bother me at all."

Shuri sighs and leaves Akeno alone.

"Can I touch them? Can I?"

Seeing that the final enemy, her mother, had been defeated, Akeno insisted again.

"Sure, play all you want."

"Thank you!"