My Girlfriends Are Hardcore Yanderes - Chapter 84

Chapter 84: Developing Power Part 2
The sound of her hands clapping briefly broke the silence, marking the end of the training session.

Her eyes scanned the area where the fireball had hit, noting the subtle shift in its trajectory. It wasn’t perfect, but it was good enough.

What mattered most was that he had figured out a new technique by himself, and from here on out, he would be more confident in experimenting.

That was the most important thing about magic, after all—experimenting until one found the best combination that worked for them.

In addition, what he did might have looked simple, but it wasn’t.

To make that attack work, he had to lower the power of the second fireball just enough, or the first one would’ve exploded mid-air. It was a small adjustment, but showed that his control was getting better.

Asher exhaled deeply, feeling the exhaustion from his training. He had given it his all and now needed time for his demon heart to recover.

He sat on the floor and began to meditate.

This was something she had shown him from the beginning: how to breathe in deeply, drawing in the vitality-filled air.

He focused on guiding it through his body, letting it settle in his diaphragm, and slowly circulating it through his veins.

With each breath, his energy began to recharge, but it took patience—time for his body to restore itself.

The breathing exercise was familiar to Asher, something he had seen in TV shows or read about in martial arts novels.

Lucy had explained before that it wasn’t really that strange. Even though they were demons, their biological structure was still humanoid.

Because of that, they shared many similarities with humans, including the need to control their breathing.

Of course, not all demons trained the same way. There were many different types, each with their own methods and techniques.

Some demons had abilities that didn’t rely on energy or breath control, instead focusing on brute force, magic, or even mental manipulation.

But for Asher, this was the path he needed to follow, at least for now.

When he finished, he stood up and looked at Lucy with a sense of readiness in his eyes.

The exhaustion from earlier had faded, replaced by the energy coursing through him.

Sleep was no longer necessary—it was more of a choice now, something he could do when he wanted, not something he had to do.

Lucy met his gaze and nodded, clearly ready to continue.

The training wasn’t over yet, and there was always room for improvement. He felt the same way, eager to push himself further.

But before they could continue, Yuki appeared out of nowhere, walking right through the wall as if it were nothing.

“You have a visitor,” she said, her tone far from friendly.

“Let him in, I’m expecting him,” Lucy ordered,.

Yuki reluctantly turned away. She hated being treated like a servant, bodyguard, cleaner, and everything else in this place, while Lucy ended up getting all the time with Asher.

A few minutes later, Nakata entered, holding a briefcase in one hand.

He glanced around, impressed. Such a small apartment having an underground base like this was unexpected.

Nakata placed the briefcase on a nearby table with a thud and looked at Lucy.

Smiling, he leaned forward and asked, “Hey, who’s that hottie in the white sexy sundress?”

“You really have a death wish, don’t you? First a demon, and now you’re going after a ghost?”

Nakata raised an eyebrow, “A ghost?” he chuckled. “You’re exaggerating, right?”

“Not at all,” She shook his head.

“Well, if it’s as beautiful as her, then I’d be happy to be haunted forever,” he added with a grin.

Asher, watching the scene unfold, couldn’t help but feel relieved.

Though he sometimes had similar thoughts, he at least wasn’t as bold or reckless with his words.

“Stop spouting nonsense and just open the briefcase,” Lucy said, growing impatient.

Nakata shrugged, his grin fading as he grabbed it and flicked it open.

CLICK!

The contents inside were three fist size ores.

Nakata stared at them for a moment before looking up at her with a puzzled expression.

“I don’t know why you want this thing, but we actually spent fifty million to get them,” Nakata spoke casually.

Lucy looked up from the stones with a knowing smile on her lips.

“These aren’t just any ores,” she began, her voice calm and confident. “They’re called Solvium. Rare and highly sought after by demons,”

Nakata chuckled softly. “They don’t look all that special to me.”

“Solvium has unique properties. It can enhance energy manipulation, especially for common elements. It’s why it’s so valuable.”

“You’re planning to make a weapon?” Nakata raised an eyebrow, surprised. He knew she wasn’t the type to rely on something like that.

Lucy shook her head, a small smirk tugging at her lips. “No, these are for Asher. I’m planning to have two handguns made for him.”

Asher was taken aback, pleasantly surprised. He had assumed she’d forgotten about the idea. They’d briefly discussed it a while ago but never really followed up on.

In reality, though, Lucy had been working behind the scenes—well, more like ordering things behind the scenes.

All it took was a simple request, and the Yamagi family would go out of their way to accommodate her.

“Are you going to make it yourself?” Nakata asked, curious. He couldn’t help but wonder how someone like her would go about creating such a weapon.

“Of course not,” she replied with a slight smile. “I don’t know the first thing about making a gun, but I do know an expert who can do justice to this material.”

She stopped briefly, her gaze fixed on Nakata.

“Head to Virelia. I’ll send you the information about my contact there.”

Nakata frowned, trying to process what she was asking. “That’s a bit far, don’t you think? What’s so special about this person?”

Lucy didn’t answer right away, instead, she simply gave him a look that made it clear she wasn’t about to explain further. “Just do it,”

Seeing that she didn’t want to talk further, Nakata decided not to press the further.

He waited for her to say something else, and soon enough, she spoke again.

“Measure Asher’s hand,” Lucy commanded. “This way, my contact can estimate the perfect fit for the guns.”

Nakata glanced at Asher, then back at her. “You could’ve just brought him there yourself, right?”

Lucy sighed, her gaze shifting. “I would’ve gone with Asher myself, but it’s too risky to travel abroad right now. For the time being, I’ll have to depend on someone I trust.”

“I’ll do it,” Nakata muttered, scratching his head sheepishly. He was too gullible when it came to her.

“Raise your hands, I’ll measure it,” he ordered.

Asher, still trying to process everything, nodded and stretched out his hands.

The idea of having a custom-made magic gun was thrilling, even for him, and the excitement was hard to contain.

Nakata noticed Asher’s upbeat mood and couldn’t help but feel a twinge of jealousy.

He sighed dramatically, wishing for just one moment where someone would spoil him rotten too. ‘Why does it always have to be the good looking guys?’