16 Ball Night

-Unknown, White room-

It was impossible to even come close to touching her. Much less, see her.

All I could glimpse, before hitting the floor, was silver.

*WHACK!*

"I'm on the floooor...." I plead, weakly.

"I can see that." She says, after lightly kicking my side.

"H-how longgg...?"

"Fortunately for you, tonight is the ball. We will stop for you to rest."

"Thaank youu.." I barely stand up, groggy from the beating.

I learned a lot over the past 4 days, especially how to dodge attacks. Attacks from an ultimate-class Devil.

She said that I don't really need much help in demonic power and magic. It all depends on refining it through self-training and combat. So we focused on other parts.

I did not realise it then. But, I lack experience when it comes to fights.

Witnessing me throw idiotic punches and newbie kicks turned her into a merciless instructor.

For 4 days, she kept attacking me in order to teach me how to dodge. And she showed me how to at least throw decent physical attacks.

It was scary having an ultimate-class as your opponent.

If I ever end up fighting one, I'm gonna fight in the nastiest, underhanded, despicable and most deceitful way anyone could ever think of.

Oh, I was also taught how to dance. It's the reason why I was on the floor.

I got overconfident and felt up her behind.

And by Satan, was it divine.

Recalling that piece of heaven, I hear Mistress barking.

"Senex!"

"Yes, Mistress." I give her a sloppy salute.

"Were you listening?"

"...Of course."

"…Sometimes, I regret taking you as my subordinate." She palms her forehead.

"You were saying, Mistress?"

She lowers her hand and faces me "Yes, I was saying that you will be resting in this room until I return and pick you up for the ball."

'This sounds like a mother dumping her kid at a daycare.'

"Thank you, Mistress." I salute her again, sloppily.

"You can stop with the salutes. We are not the army." After saying that, she teleports away.

'Ahh...I already miss her jiggles.' I thought as I lie on the floor.

And with a lecherous grin from thinking of how I will be groping her tonight, I fall asleep.

-

*Snore*

"..**** "

"Mmm"

" **** "

"Mmm...meh.."

*Snore*

" *****! "

*Pinch*

"OW!" I reach for my butt. My painfully pinched butt.

"Finally up?" I hear someone say.

Turning around to face the soon-to-be-dead person who awoke me.

Only to find Grayfia with her arms folded under her mounds.

"Ohh.." I am ensnared by what is in front of me.

Grayfia is wearing a long pure white off-shoulder dress that's hugging her body perfectly, showing all her curves.

The dress isn't showing much cleavage, but the dress' tightness is accentuating her puppies.

Lips are glossy rouge.

And her hair is blonde, in a updo.

My reaction made her chuckle "Thank you. While I am flattered that you find me speechless. We must set off for the mansion."

"R-right." I stand, enamored with her visage.

"Hold still." Saying that, she cast [Cloth M] on my shorts and it turns into a classic white tuxedo.

It's awfully similar to that alcoholic british agent.

"How do I look? Dashing, I know." I strike a couple of poses.

"Yes, yes. Wear this." She hands me a masquerade mask

A black/white with gold trims masquerade full face mask.

"Nice taste." I put on the mask.

"You are welcome." And she puts on a feathery white masquerade eye mask.

"Do you have the invitations?" I ask.

"And the identities." She replies, waving two gold envelopes.

"Are we..."

She sighs "...Husband and wife."

"Hahaha! Aren't you a lucky woman!"

"Enough clowning, we have a mission." She rebukes in a strict tone.

"Yes, Mistress." I shrug.

She walks forward and casts [Summon Item].

Summoned next to her is a white board with info about the mission written on it. And a pointer in her hand.

With those two items ready, she starts debriefing in a authoritative voice, wearing elegant attire. A weird, but welcoming sight.

"We will [Teleport] to the carriage. The driver will drop us off at the mansion.

We will proceed inconspicuously.

The guards will inspect the invitations and our identities at the entrance.

Once we arrive inside we will spend time studying the surroundings while dancing and socializing.

After that, we must find a way to sneak into the restricted areas, where we will split up.

There are two restricted areas, upper floors and the underground area, which do you pick?"

"Underground."

'I might be able to find interesting slaves or items there.'

She further debriefs "Do note that there are magic circles engraved throughout the restricted areas that detects magic, they will alert the guards if you use excessive amount of magic. Either destroy those circles without them noticing or keep it minimum.

Any questions?"

"Will there be a ultimate-class Devil attending the party, besides you?"

'If there are, I'll just stick to her at all times.'

Laughing at my apparent worry "Fufu. As far as I know, I will be the only ultimate there."

She then warns with a stern gaze "Nevertheless, you must not underestimate this mission, nor the enemies. I refuse to allow you to die on your first mission."

'Most guests will be high-class. And the guards, at best, middle-class. But, I don't think I have to worry, they usually don't bother training. I can deal with them.'

Thinking that my enemies are gonna be a bunch of lazy bums, helps in easing my worries.

Seeing as I have no further questions, she un-summons the items. Sending them back to where they originally were.

She walks towards me, fixes my bow tie and attaches a carnation boutonnière on left side of the jacket's lapel. Then nods at her work.

"Thank you." I say.

She smiles and gently strokes my shoulders to remove any lint "You must look the part, Senex."

'Yeah, she's not talking about the mission. Totally talking about her spy fantasy.' I inwardly chortle.

Feeling overconfident again, I hold her tight waist and flatter "And you definitely look the part." then give her waist a squeeze.

Clearly apathetic to my tease, she grips my wrists, showing it's her turn to squeeze.

*CRUNCH*

"Ahhh! I'm sorry, Mistress!" I try to pull my wrists free. Sadly, her strength is unfathomable.

Watching my feeble attempt to free myself from her iron grip, satisfies her. And she releases.

She once again tidies up my appearance. While doing so, says "Keep doing that and I might break you accidentally." She pats my cheek with a cruel smile, plainly showing that she enjoys seeing me writhe in agony.

"Yes, Mistress." I weakly nod and lower my head.

'As long as I don't break, is it? Kukuku.' I snicker, while plotting my next move.

"We will now teleport to the carriage. Eyes peeled and keep your wits about you, Snake." She said in a commanding tone.

I lift my head up and nod with a focused expression.

She casts [Teleport].

A magic circle materializes on the ground, an indigo coloured circle. With a complicated letter L designed at center.

'Lucifuge clan circle. How pretty.' I thought, as we were teleported away.