"It's great, Riser-chan~! You have succeeded~!"
Serafall was so happy as if this was his success was her success.
As she hugged him and pressed her breasts against his face, Riser fell into silence as he was in doubt.
How could Fengsui wake up Sairaorg's mother?
Fengsui wasn't a Chinese dicine; it was just a thod to bring great luck to a spot, and the one who stood on that spot would have great luck due to this thod.
Yet, when he thought about how Misla Bael originally woke up, Riser could only feel speechless.
Originally, Misla Bael was woken up due to "Pailingual (Booblingual)," Issei's perverted technique where he could talk with the breasts of won. However, this thod didn't give an instant result since Sairaorg needed to be beaten down by Issei first before his mother woke up.
Using Pailingual aside, Riser felt it was amazing for Sairaorg to let Issei read his mother's boobs.
Still, his thod was different.
It was due to luck.
Yes, luck.
Because of luck, Misla Bael had woken up.
"Sairaorg, how about you call a doctor first? Let's have a check-up on your mother's body."
While he wanted to say that Fengshui might erase the Sleep Disease from Misla, he didn't have such confidence.
"Oh, right!"
Sairaorg quickly realized this and called the doctor.
Then, as expected—
"The disease still exists on her body, but... strangely enough, she is okay."
"What...?!"
Sairaorg felt disappointed when he heard that his mother still had such a disease inside her body.
"I am sorry." Riser apologized even though he didn't need to.
"No, no, it's not your fault, Riser! Please don't bow your head like that!" Sairaorg quickly stopped Riser from apologizing since if Riser hadn't helped him, then his mother wouldn't have woken up.
"I am not a doctor, but as long as your mother is inside this room, then I believe that she is going to be alright."
"Really? That's great..."
Sairaorg sighed in relief.
The disease in his mother might not disappear, but as long as she was inside this room, then everything would be okay.
Nevertheless, this thod was quickly noted by the doctors since Riser was probably the first person who was capable of waking up those who had been caught up by the "Sleeping Disease."
As for the "Fengshui" thod, while Riser wanted to say confidently that it could be used by everyone, he knew that each person had a different way of arranging their rooms.
In case soone other than Misla wanted to use a similar thod that he had used, he couldn't confidently say that it was possible.
However, there was no doubt that this thod was viable even if the effect was limited since the patient could only stay within the room.
"Are you Sairaorg's friend?"
Misla looked at Riser curiously.
"Yes." Riser nodded.
Sairaorg smiled when he heard his answer and hugged him tightly. "No, he is my best friend!"
[With how good your relationship is, Sairaorg won't reject your status as his stepfather.]
"......."
Riser stared blankly at Sairaorg, wondering what he would think when he thought of becoming his stepfather.
Yet, he shook his head since he wasn't so despicable enough to sleep with the mother of his best friend, at least for now, and he also didn't plan to beco Sairaorg's stepfather!
"Thank you. Thank you for many things."
Misla was so happy and also wanted to show her thanks to Riser since she knew that Riser had given many things, whether it was to care for her son, who she knew was limited in talent and avoided by everyone.
Moreover, Riser also helped to wake her up from her disease.
"It's okay. I am happy that I can help you."
Nevertheless, he was glad he could help Misla, this beautiful mother. Still, he didn't dare to stare too much since Serafall was by his side.
Still, even if Misla couldn't get out of her room for as long as she left her room, she would beco sleepy; she could wake up as long as she stayed.
However, due to this, Riser beca very busy as he needed to test whether the sa thod could be used on others or not.
If the sa thod could be used, then there was no doubt that his na would enter the history of the Underworld.
No, it wouldn't be weird for him to beco the savior of the Underworld.
With the limited number of the devils, the Sleeping Disease was akin to a nightmare since it could hit anyone, whoever they were.
Whether they were an aristocratic family or not, they would be caught, decreasing their limited population even more.
Everyone was scared of this disease.
Naturally, it was the sa with his family.
Still, the chance of his family catching this disease was quite small since they governed over the fire, and the fire on their bodies would burn all the viruses, bacteria, and many others that harm their bodies naturally.
As for the rest? They had no such resistance.
However, except for the Phenex family, the Bael family, who governed the destruction, probably wouldn't be caught by this disease since whatever entered their bodies would be destroyed.
However, his wife's family probably had a chance to catch this disease, so if possible, he wanted to search for a cure for this disease.
As he was in such a thought, he didn't forget to call his second brother and his family since if he really could solve this "Sleeping Disease" that had haunted the Underworld, then he would beco a hero.
Well, it might be a bit embarrassing to be called a hero, but this was probably the fittest word to describe his deed.
Nevertheless, if it was for the benefit of his family, he didn't mind being called a hero.
After all, as long as he could solve this problem, even if it was only within a limited space, it would raise the status of his family, whether it was in reputation or politics. It was also the sa with economics since it would make people believe that the Phenex house was equal to excellence.
As his family status was boosted, even if Sirzech wished to kill him in the future, it wouldn't be that easy unless Sirzech wanted to beco the enemy of the entire Underworld.
Why?
Because Riser could find a thod to cure the "Sleeping Disease" even if it was only on the limited space.
Then, when people thought of this, they would also start to think that it might be possible for him to fully create the cure for this disease.
Still, if it was really possible for him to do so, then he wouldn't cure those people fully, like how the dical company wouldn't make a complete dicine for a certain disease so they could make more money.
Nevertheless, Riser knew what was important was whether his thod could be used universally or not.
Everyone waited for a while before they cheered since his thod was possible.
However, unlike Misla, who could wake up perfectly like a normal devil, the others' condition wasn't so stable, and they got sleepy sotis all of a sudden but less frequently since they only felt sleepy once or twice a day.
As expected, in a few days, his na quickly echoed throughout the Underworld as the creator of the cure for the Sleeping Disease.
By now, everyone knew his na and deeds where he broke his engagent with Rias previously and also had beco famous once again since Sirzech's political opponents wouldn't let go of this chance.
anwhile, Sirzech, who read the news about Riser, who had found a cure for the Sleeping Disease and saw the picture of Riser, who was being hugged by Serafall happily, could only sigh helplessly.
After all, the more famous Riser was, the more miserable the Gremory was.
As for the chance of revenge against Riser, it was simply zero since the aning of attacking Riser ant that it would make him the enemy of all the devils in the Underworld who wished for the cure of the Sleeping Disease or those who were afraid of this disease.
There was nothing that he could do, and he could lant his decision to break his engagent with Rias.
"Riser..."
His na ca out of his mouth, yet his expression was far from good.
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Riser didn't know what Sirzech was thinking, and even if he knew, he didn't care since the more miserable Sirzech was, the happier he was.
By now, the weekends had co.
Still, during the weekdays, the mbers of his peerage, who wanted to give him rewards due to his success, could only give up since they knew his wife would return. Still, every night during the weekdays, they diligently sucked his seeds, hoping to get his children.
Nevertheless, he had to say his weekdays were rather serious, and there weren't many perverted chances.
Still, as he waited for Sona in his villa as usual by playing a ga, he looked at his little sister, who sat on his lap and played a ga with him.
"Ravel, is it ... or have we beco a little too close with our physical contact?"
In the beginning, they sat side by side at so distance, but then, their arms stuck side by side, and now, she sat on his lap directly.
Frankly, he was afraid that, in the future, their distance would beco negative.
"I am not. This is a normal relationship between brother and little sister. Ah, Onii-sama, be careful! That rod-like monster is going to release its ultimate move!"
As he controlled his character in the ga, he could only sigh at Ravel, who had beco so close to him. Still, ga aside, being so close to Ravel brought a trendous toll on his mind.
'Her hair slls good.'
He couldn't help but think as he often played with her drill-like curls.
[Your peerage mbers are still on the outside buying necessary ingredients for dinner. You can bring Ravel to your room, and you have at least three hours to teach her how to beco an adult.]
"....." Riser.
Fortunately, he was strong enough, and after three hours, his peerage mbers returned with Sona, who brought her older sister, peerage mbers Rias and Akeno.
However, that wasn't all of them since—
"Riser!"
Sairaorg waved his hand happily when he saw Riser, but he wasn't alone as his mother, Misla Bael, was there by his side.
"Riser-kun, it's been a while."
With a gentle smile on her face and a charm that couldn't possibly be owned by a younger woman, Misla tickled his heart.
[As long as you dare to push her, everything will be okay.]
"....." Riser.
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