DEMONIC ANGEL

ISEKAI

The next day

At the familiar meeting spot where Scarlett and Aoto had agreed to meet again, Scarlett greeted him with a playful tone, "Oh, you came on time."

Aoto, arriving with a slight pant from his brisk walk, responded with mock indignation, "Huff huff... What do you take me for?"

Noticing something familiar about Scarlett's appearance, Aoto couldn't help but inquire, "And why are you wearing the same clothes as yesterday?"

Scarlett, clad once again in her sports bra and tracksuit pants, explained with a shrug, "It's not my fault. All the dresses in the house are for girls. What can I do? They didn't give me any money or a card, only the basic necessities for living."

They both went to another place,  Asta and Aoto sat on the grassy hillside, the sun casting golden hues across the landscape. They didn't realising they are forgetting they have to make plan and started chatting joking and laughing, enjoying the tranquility of the moment.

While talking, she forgot that there is someone waiting for this opening.Suddenly, the person spying on them received a call, and a voice, seemingly too young for a boss, issued orders. It was none other than Lord Rakuza, their leader.

"We warned that brat not to get in contact with our subject, but he didn't learn anything. Being the son of a businessman won't protect him. Kill him!" Lord Rakuza's command was cold and unforgiving.

As the call ended, a shadow loomed over Asta and Aoto. Asta's eyes widened as he saw the old man with a weathered face, holding a gleaming katana, his expression stern. The danger had silently crept upon them.

It was same old man who kidnapped Scarlett when she was returning from high school.Before Scarlett could react, the old man swung his blade like lightning speed, aiming for Aoto's neck.

Time slowed as Scarlett's instincts kicked in. With a surge of adrenaline, she lunged forward, snatching the katana from the air with his bare hand.Aoto gasped in shock, his eyes wide with disbelief. The old man's expression mirrored his astonishment.

Scarlett's grip tightened around the katana, her supernatural strength evident as the metal groaned under her grasp. With a twist of her wrist, she snapped the blade in two, shards scattering to the ground.

"I guess, I have to take you down first."
The old man's face contorted with fury. With a guttural growl, he charged at Scarlett, his body transforming into solid stone. Fists clenched, he unleashed a barrage of strikes, each blow reverberating with power.

Scarlett met the onslaught head-on, her muscles flexing with determination. Despite the old man's mastery of martial arts and his stone-like exterior, Asta held his ground, his own combat skills coming to the fore.

The air crackled with energy as they exchanged blows, each movement calculated and precise. Scarlett's body started regenerating her wounds faster and faster.

Scarlett's supernatural strength clashed with the old man's formidable technique, a testament to their unwavering resolve.But Scarlett's strength keep increasing with every blow in the end old man's stone started to break.before the blow that making Scarlett bleed now started to have no effect on Scarlett.

In the end Scarlett stood victorious, her chest heaving with exertion. The old man lay at his feet, defeated but alive.

I seek answers," Scarlett said, her voice firm yet compassionate. "And you will provide them."

Aoto couldn't contain his enthusiasm as he gazed at Scarlett, "Wow, so cool... I knew you said you had super strength, but this is on another level!"

Scarlett, however, wasn't amused. Her face darkened as she smacked Aoto on the head, her voice tinged with irritation, "What's so cool about this, idiot? You almost died."