58 My friend's mother is beautiful

While he thought he might make a mistake, Riser's will was strong.

Compared to his mother-in-law, his sister-in-law was more dangerous, especially when she could jump into his room while wearing lingerie.

If his peerage members didn't calm down the beast on his body, then he was afraid that he might make a great mistake.

Nevertheless, even with so much adversity in front of him, Riser never gave up, and he continued to work on many of his projects, including setting up a perfect "Fengsui" for the hospital of the Sitri family.

This time, he wasn't alone since Serafall also joined him.

"Is there a point in changing the location of the bench?"

"Of course, changing the location will bring great luck to the people who stay in the hospital. By then, everyone will recover faster."

Fengshui might not have helped much in the fight, especially in a duel, but there was no doubt that it brought great benefit to the recovery and defense, especially in a city, a fortress, and also a hospital.

"By the way, is Maou so free that you can sit on my shoulders lazily like this?"

"....."

Riser looked up at Serafall, who was sitting on his shoulders lazily like it was nothing.

Maybe everyone had gotten so used to Serafall's antics that they didn't say anything.

Or, maybe everyone was too scared to say anything because of Serafall's power.

Nevertheless, everyone was working as they followed his orders with great care and respect.

"I am just watching you in case you are lazying around, Riser-chan."

Weren't you the one who was lazy?

Riser rolled his eyes, but he didn't have much to complain about since the feeling of Serafall's thighs on his neck and boobs on the back of his head was quite incredible.

Still, Serafall just wanted to watch him since she had time. Moreover, she was also quite curious about the effect of "Fengsui," and as expected, the effect was obvious, and she could feel her mind was filled with positive energy.

"By the way, where did you learn about Fengshui, Riser-chan~?"

"Did you forget that we, the Phenex family, have a relationship with Fenghuang in China? Also, didn't you ask this question before?"

"Te-he~! I forgot~! You are amazing, after all! So I can't help but feel more curious about you, Riser-chan~!"

Serafall blew hot and humid air into his ear, causing his body to tremble slightly.

Dammit, he hated to have a sensitive ear!

However, Serafall giggled since she knew his weakness.

Many myths had similarities, including the devils.

—or rather, the myth of the devils was born from various gods that had existed before Christianity.

In his case, his Phenex family might come from the legend of the Phoenix from the Greek myth, yet at the same time, the Phoenix myth also came from the Bennu, the ancient Egyptian deity.

Sitri family and other devil families might also have a connection to other myths, but he wasn't sure which was which, and such a matter was completely meaningless to think about since most myths had a great hatred toward all the existence that was related to Christianity since its existence had robbed the belief of people.

Still, other devils aside, the Phenex family was related to a legendary beast, and those legendary beasts didn't need the belief of people, so the relationship between the Phenex family and all the beasts that had a similarity to Phoenix was great, so he could use this as an excuse where he had learned all the knowledge he learned such as Bajiquan and Fengshui.

As for the others, there was no need to explain since he also didn't have an obligation to explain either.

It was their right to ask, but it was also their right to answer or not.

Nevertheless, Serafall was his sister-in-law, so he needed a slight amount of manners when he faced her.

Even if her act had always been weird and could hardly gain him any respect.

Yet, against boobs and thighs, Riser needed to bow down, or else his little Riser would be noticeable.

As he gave instructions to the staff, they talked to each other about many things, such as what he had learned and many other things.

The only thing he was glad for was that Serafall didn't ask what he talked about with his mother-in-law yesterday and how close their relationship had become due to their previous conversation.

However, the relationship between Lord Sitri and Lady Sitri was good, so there was no need for him to worry too much, right?

"Riser?"

Suddenly, a familiar voice called his name, attracting both his attention and Serafall's. When they turned, they saw a muscular young man who was looking in their direction with doubt.

Yet, Riser didn't blame this expression of his, especially when Serafall was sitting on his shoulders.

"Serafall-sama!"

Sairaorg was surprised when he saw Serafall. Frankly, he thought that Riser was cheating on Sona, but it seemed that wasn't the case, which made him sigh in relief.

"Yo, Sairaorg-chan~! Are you going to visit your mother~?"

"Yes, Serafal-sama."

Sairaorg nodded as he came to the hospital to visit his mother.

"Your mother?"

Still, when Riser saw a change in Sairaorg's expression, he apologized. "I am sorry. If you feel my question is rude, then you don't need to answer me."

"No, it's okay. I don't mind."

Sairaorg still showed a bright smile as ever as he explained his mother's situation.

Sleep Disease.

It is a unique disease to devils that afflicts both ordinary and noble Devils. When devils develop this disease, they fall into a deep sleep and won't be able to wake up. Then, their body gradually starts to become weak, and they will meet death.

That's why patients suffering from Sleep Disease are forced to maintain their lives artificially in a hospital.

The Devil doctors have searched for many ways to cure the disease, but they didn't find any.

Sairaorg's mother had been afflicted by the disease, and it had been a few years since she was afflicted.

Losing her mother when he was young, being abandoned by his father, and fighting against all odds due to his limited talent, Riser felt that Sairaorg had a protagonist template.

Even if Sairaorg knew that he was talentless, he continued to work hard and didn't give up his status, fighting with all of his might to retrieve his status as the heir of the Bael house.

However, even with such a background story and hard work, Sairaorg lost against Oppai.

Riser could only sigh at how ridiculous the power of the Oppai was.

If he didn't have a system, then he might not be able to marry Sona, and maybe his harem would be attracted to Issei, who had won against him.

Such a future definitely wasn't something that he wished for.

So, even though the system was quite abominable, he was glad to have it.

Still, he understood why Serafall and Sona knew Sairaorg, but then, he also became quite curious about the "Sleep Disease."

However—

"By the way, Riser-chan, what if you use your "Fengshui" on this "Sleeping Disease"?" Serafall suddenly asked.

"Eh? Fengshui?" Sairaorg was confused.

"Hmm..."

Riser thought for a moment. "I can try, but I haven't tried it, so the hope isn't that big."

Even with the advanced technology of medicine in the Underworld, the doctors in the Underworld hadn't found the cure for "Sleep Disease."

While his ability in "Fengshui" was awesome, he didn't dare to make a promise since if he failed, who would take responsibility?

"Well, it's okay to try, right?" Serafall looked at Sairaorg and asked, "How is it, Sairaorg-chan? Do you want to try?"

While Sairorg wasn't sure what they were talking about, he nodded. "If there is a way for my mother to wake up again, then please." He bowed his head low, showing how important his mother was inside his heart.

Yet, how could she not be?

When his father abandoned him as trash, his mother was the only one who believed in him.

If his mother could wake up, then he would do anything, even if he had to grovel on the dirty ground.

[As a devil, there is no doubt that Sairaorg's mother is beautiful. As a reward, you can ask her mother—]

Riser quickly turned off the system before it finished, or else he was afraid he might be corrupted sooner or later!

Still, as he had made up his mind to help Sairaorg's mother, they quickly went to visit her room, and as expected, Sairaorg's mother was beautiful.

Riser wondered why Sairaorg's father was such a fool who would abandon such a beautiful wife.

If Sairaorg wasn't talented, then couldn't Sairaorg's father have made another one?

Nevertheless, this was the mother of his friend; he shouldn't have such a rude thought toward this beautiful, mature woman.

Moreover, if he succeeded, he could make Sairaorg owe him a favor, and Sona's dream to build a school would be closer if he could involve Sairaorg in it.

Still, as expected, even if Serafall was quite unscrupulous, she stepped down from his shoulders and also watched Sairarog's mother in sadness since, until now, she hadn't woken up.

"Riser-chan..." Serafall looked at Riser.

Riser took a deep breath and observed the room where Misla Bael, Sairaorg's mother, was sleeping. "Can you prepare me for all of this?" He listed everything he needed as he changed the furniture and many others inside the room.

While Sairaorg was speechless, he decided to believe that no matter how small the light of hope was, he would grasp it.

Then, when everything was set up, they waited.

Everyone was in doubt, but then—

Misla frowned slightly, and her eyes seemed to tremble before she opened her eyes weakly, feeling confused by the unfamiliar room until she caught a familiar figure that had changed from the last time she saw him, yet... yet she still noticed who he was.

"...Sairaorg?"

"Mother!"

Even if Sairaorg was a man, he couldn't control his tears any longer as he approached his mother like she was the most fragile thing.

"..."

However, Riser was speechless.

'Eh? Am I successful?'