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Rise Of The Immortal Black Dragon King

Summary:

It's about a random dude getting transmigrated in High School DxD with a system.

Notes:

A/N: The protagonist might have slightly low morality and sometimes there might be some inconsistency in the protagonist's personality.Do forgive me as this is my first time writing. This is an Alternative Universe. So there might be some slight changes in age, place, and other things.
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' used for thoughts '
[system speaking]
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Chapter 1: 1.New Life

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[A/N: The protagonist might have slightly low morality and sometimes there might be some inconsistency in the protagonist's personality.Do forgive me as this is my first time writing. This is an Alternative Universe. So there might be some slight changes in age, place, and other things.
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' used for thoughts '
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I woke up in an unknown room. The last thing I remember is that I went to sleep normally in my room last night. But here I am waking up somewhere unknown. At first, I thought I was kidnapped.

Then I remembered I was broke. I was an orphan with a lot of diseases in my body. So they wouldn't get anything even if they sold my organs. To find out where I was I went to the room door.

Then I was in someone's dining room. There I saw photos of a happy family of 3.A couple with their young son. Suddenly my head started aching I started remembering memories that weren't mine. They weren't mine.

It was the memories of the boy in the photos. It looks like his parent died one month ago in an unfortunate car accident and the kid didn't have any other relatives who could take care of him.

The govt. tried set to him up in an orphanage or to get him adopted. But the kid named Kouske Miyamura didn't want to leave his parent's home nor did he want anyone else in the house. So the govt. agreed for someone to be on him from time to time.

At least the kid's parents were loaded so didn't have to worry about money. But it seems this six-year-old kid died because of a heart attack last night. How could this younglin' have a heart attack I wonder? Don't worry kid I will pray that you find happiness with your parents in the afterlife!

But where the hell am I or rather why the hell am I here? From the kids' memories, I know this mansion is on the outskirts of Kuoh town. Where have I heard that name?

"You are in the world of High School Dxd."

"Who?"

"I'm the system bound to you."

"By Dxd you mean Draconic Deus?"

"Yes!"

"I'm even in the center of all troubles. Kuoh!Do you have any features or are you just a normal system?"

"You are taking all this pretty well."

"Well, I'm in a world where you can achieve anything you want as long as you have power. Even if it's dangerous why would anyone be unhappy about it? Do you have a name or should I just call you system?"

"You can call me anything you want."

"Then I will call you Clarice. you can also just call me Kouske. I need to get used to that name"

"OK, Kouske!Now I will show you the features of the system" says Clarice gleefully. Then a screen comes in front of me.

1. Observe
2. Inventory
3. Shop
4. ID
5. World Travel
"Use observe on yourself. You just need to say it in your mind"
'Observe'
Kouske Miyamura
Race: Human
Age:6
Strength: N/A
Endurance: N/A
Mana;F+
Skills: "Summoning, Taming
Points;0
Overall Rank: F-

"Wow! I have two skills but I'm weak as fuck!"

"You are in a child's body. You should be happy to have so much mana. Your mana is on par with Low Class(high) devils"

"You are right. Tell me about the other features"

"OK! With observation, you can see anyone's profile. Inventory is an unlimited space where time is stopped for the items stored. You can store an unlimited amount of items there.

But there are set range you it to work. The shop is where you can buy all kinda stuff ranging from mundane things like food, furniture, etc to weapon skills or magics skills or even Longines for appropriate points.

ID is your very own instant dungeon where you fight monsters to get those points. World Travel is where with appropriate points you can unlock a certain world to go to as many times as you want. I would recommend increasing your power before using points on that."

"These are some amazing features!"

"Humph! That's because I'm an amazing system."

It feels like there's a background voice saying 'Praise me, praise me' She's that type, huh?

"So miss Amazing System now tell me how, why, and by Whom am I here?"

"I don't know, tehe!"

"What do you mean you don't know?"I asked as veins popped on my head

 

"Sorry, Kouske.I am only created to help you. I don't know about anything else"

"To help me, huh? I can live with that matter what anyone has planned for me I will enjoy my second life in this fantast-like world" I said with some hidden determination."Tell me about the skills'

 

"If you just focus on the skills details will be shown"

"OK"

 

Summoning: You can summon families you are contracted with. To make contracts familiars need to accept the contract willingly. Forcibly making contracts is also possible but it's not recommended as it will result in an unstable contract.

The spirits/familiars' power is not limited because of your mana rank. The contracts are equal. You cannot force them to do anything against their will. With your current strength, you can only be contracted to one wind spirit.

 

Taming: The same kind of contracts can be made with subdued monsters, animals, insects, or any other creatures. In this type of contract, the contract may not be equal.

So in an unequal contract, the contract may not go against the contractor's will. You can tame as many times as you want. You can also summon them whenever you want using the summoning skill.

"This is great. What dungeons can I go to?"

 

"At the moment you can only go to the slime dungeon. Only after defeating the dungeon boss, you can unlock the others. This dungeon isn't very difficult as slimes are the weakest of all.

They only have dissolving effects on nonliving materials. But some elemental slimes are rare and more powerful than the normal ones."

"Huh! Slimes aren't very interesting but it would be awesome if I could find those rare elemental slimes to tame them. I remember those hentai slimes from the familiar forest in the anime. Should I also tame some of them for research purposes?"I ignore Clarice's mumbling about 'Men' and 'Pervert' as I tell her to show me the World Travel lists

Danmachi:1500 points
Fate UBW:2000 points
Fate Apocrypha:2000 points
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Black Clover:1500 points
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My Teenage Romantic Comedy:500 points
Tower of God:2000 points
Testament of Sister New Devil:2000 points
Tensura:2000 points
Campione:1500 points
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"There's so many! Now show me the Shop lists"
Fire Magic(F-):1000 points
Ice Magic(F):1200 points
Fountain of Youth(A+):85000 points
Fountain of Youth Droplet(F):1000 points
Senju Bean Seeds(A+):85000 points
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Phoenix Fire(B):40000 points
Senjutsu(B):40000 points
Demon Light Magic(B):40000 points [A/N:From Patolli of Black Clover]
Time Magic(A):80000 points [A/N:From Jullius of Black Clover]
Gravity Manipulation(C):20000 points
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Full Counter(B):40000 points
Reinforcement(C):20000 points
Search(D):10000 points
Holy Spear Longinus(A+):85000 points
Divine Reflection(A+):85000 points
Invisibility(D):10000 points
Hypnosis(D):10000 points
Sense Sharing(D):10000 points
Skill Sharing(D+):13000 points
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Divide and Reflect(A):80000 points
Boost and Penetrate(A):80000 points
Telepathy(D):10000 points
Health Recovery Potions(F~A):1000~80000 points
Mana Recovery Potions(F~A):1000~80000 points
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Iron Dragon Slayer Magic(B):40000 points
Vritra's Sacred Gear(Complete)(B+):45000 points
Touki(C):20000 points
Falna(C):20000 points
Poison Breath(C):20000 points
Blood Manipulation(C):20000 points
Blood Poison(D):10000 points
Golemancy(D):10000 points
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Water Manipulation(E):5000 points
Adaptation(A):80000 points
Sacred Gear Extractor(E):5000 points
Twice Critical(F):1000 points
Sword Birth(E):5000 points
Fountain of Youth(A):80000 points
Noah Heal(C):20000 points
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"Wow! There are so many things. But I need the astronomical amount of points to get them. I should start grinding. Tell me how to summon"Kouske asks excitedly like a little kid

 

"If you just focus on the summoning skill you will succeed," she responds as cheerfully as ever

After focusing for a bit Kouske finds something stirring throughout his body. He concludes it must be mana. He feels just a tiny bit exhausted and a blue summoning circle lights up in front of him. Then comes out a small tiny green griffin about 8 inches in height. He looks around the room curiously and moves closer to Kouske.

"Screech"

 

"Kouske give him something to eat"

Kouske finds some cookies around the table. As he gives the tiny griffin cookies he(griffin) eats them in one big gulp and starts flying around the room happily.

 

"Screech, screech!"

 

"It looks like he likes it. Ask him to form a contract with you and give him a name. Then the contract will be finalized if both of you accept it"

"Hello, little guy.My name is Kouske Miyamura.Would you form a spirit contract with me? I need your help"The griffin nodes to my question.

"From now on your name will be Hawks" I will for the contract to start. Then the same blue circle lights up under both of us as the contract is formed. After that, I used to observe him.

Hawks
Race: Wind Spirit
Age:6 months
Strength: F
Endurance: F+
Agility: F+
Mana: F+
Skills:Wind Manipulation(F+)
Overall Rank: F+
"Oh! It's on the verge of reaching mid-class. You are lucky he responded to your summon. Normally spirits don't contract with someone weaker than them as the adult spirits have their very own unique personalities"

"Thanks Hawks"

"Screech" he chimes cheerfully as he sits on my shoulder. Then I go to the kitchen to get a sharp knife. After that, I mentally say 'ID create: Slime dungeon' as we are transported inside the dungeon.

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Chapter 2: 2.First Dungeon

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For a second there was a blinding light as the same blue summoning circle lit up under us as we were sent to the dungeon. I find myself standing on an open field. There was a forest up ahead.

A warm wind was blowing. It was a sunny day, perfect for a picnic spot. Only and only if there weren't any slimes roaming around everywhere! A bit far away from me, I see an ocean-blue slime roaming around happily. I instantly used observation on it.

Normal Slime

Rarity: F-

Age:7 days

Str: F-

End: N/A

Ag: F-

Mana: F-

Skills: N/A

Overall Rank: F-

After seeing the status I did what every sane person would do. I jumped towards the lone slime with a smile that couldn't be normal. It was making cute sounds as hopped over the ground with a 'boing' sound. When it saw me its expression turned into that of fear as it started screaming.

But all was over with a single strike with the sharp kitchen knife. It has pitifully low durability. Some slimy liquids fall on the ground as it goes out with a 'puff'.The liquids remain on the ground.

After seeing the spectacle the other slimes start running away in different directions. Hawks quickly shoots out some wind bullets.4 dies but the others escape. What happened after that can only be described as a massacre. Hawks and I went on a killing spree. Hawks with his wind bullets and I with my knife.

Hawks only know how to use wind bullets. After a few hours of meaningful massacre, I was covered in sweat and some slimy liquids. A kid's body can't do much exercise. I was completely exhausted and my body was heating like a bitch.

It looked like the Hawks could still spare some mana. So he was pretty smug about it. After killing what seemed like 200 or so we decided to exit the dungeon. When I was back it was getting dark.

So we must have been away for around 7-8 hours. I immediately went to take a long bath in hot water. After a fresh bath, I was back to making dinner. I had some chicken and rice for dinner along with Hawks.

Then I checked my status. I was disappointed that my stats didn't change, same with the Hawks. I guess it would be too easy if that happened. But what surprised me was my points.

Points:5850

Clarice said a single normal slime was worth 30 points. So we must have killed 195 of them. It's also fortunate that I get points for familiar kills. I was extremely exhausted so I unsummoned Hawks and went straight to bed. Not before taking a painkiller.

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"Kouske!Wake up. It's already 6:15 in the morning. You need to go to school!"

"What school?!"I yelled out as my sleep was disturbed. But then I realized where I was. The kid was still an elementary school kid. Yesterday was fine as it was Sunday. But if I don't go to school the teachers might come directly knocking at my door, especially considering my circumstances. So I hastily made breakfast after a shower which was only milk and cereal. I got dressed up and went on my way to school.

It was only a 15-minute walk from home. When I went to class I saw the familiar face of Momo and Saji. They are young but still recognizable. Saji is super hyperactive and started showing signs of delinquency.Momo is just like a ojousama.She's always polite with the teachers, unlike the other kids.

She should know about the supernatural as her father is in a high post in a company affiliated with the Sitries. At least that's what I remember. I never talked with Saji but I have met Momo a few times because our parents were acquaintances.

When I entered the room she and some other random kids said hello to me. I replied but didn't say anything more and took my seat. After a while the teacher came and these boring lessons began.

'I need to find some way to skip these!'

"You might find some useful skills in the shop for that"

'You're right. I will search for hypnosis skills when I have more points to spare"After that, I had to grit my teeth to get through the classes. Almost every teacher was asking about me if I was living alone, or if I needed any help. After giving some childish answers I quickly walked out of the school to not waste any more time there.

On my way back home I was passing by the ominous Kuoh Park where all kinds of accidents seem to happen. But people still go there. In the park, I saw two very familiar kids playing.Those two were Issei and Irina.Irina looked like a bishounen and was dressed in boys' clothing. So it's no wonder Issei would mistake her for a boy.

But she's too beautiful to be a boy. It's not like Gasper the bloody Vladi's case is normal. Well, it looks like I have to change my plan. Even if I didn't have any interest in the future perv king, I wanted to get close to Irina. So I called out to them.

"Hey, Can I play with you guys?"

"Sure!" says Irina cheerfully.

"I'm Kouske Miyamura. You guys are?"

"Hello. I'm Issei Hyoudou"

"I'm Irina Shidou. Nice to meet you Kouske"

After that we played hide and seek, then a little bit of baseball. We talked a lot in this timeframe. I found out the Shidous and Hyoudous are neighbors and they have been here forever. In the afternoon their parents came to pick them up.

They were happy to see someone new with their children. I bid them my farewell and went on my way home. After having lunch prepared myself for dungeon diving as I summoned Hawks again. We did the same thing inside the dungeon.

The slimes aren't worth much trouble. Neither have I found any rare slimes nor do I know where the boss is located. I came home exhausted and after having dinner went straight to bed. This routine went on for around 25 days. During this time I became a close friend of Irina as I kept visiting her every day. I mostly ignore Issei. We don't talk much. It seems Irina's the only one who's keeping us connected.

I was wrong about him being a future perv king. It looks like he's already corrupted. This kinda thing can only be possible in this perverted boobs world where the main character gets powered up by touching boobs. Otherwise, I don't know how a six-year-old can develop sexuality so soon. Even the adults were disgusted by Issei's grin while looking at random big-breasted girls on the road.

Issei and Irina's parents have tried to get him back on track but he's a lost cause. Irina's parents were very happy that I was her friend. They also found out about my parents a few days ago. They were also shocked to know that I live alone.

Mrs Shidou was adamant about having dinner with them every day. I refused. But I was still invited to come to their house next weekend which I happily obliged. This happened on my 26th dive. I encountered a rare water elemental slime on the riverbed.

Water Elemental Slime

Race: Elemental Slime

Age:2 years

Str: F+

End: F+

Ag: F+

Mana: F+

Skills: Water Manipulation

Overall Rank: F+

"Kouske!Be careful. It's as powerful as Low Class(high) devils"

"Yes, I--

While I was talking with Clarice the Slime noticed me and sent a pressurized water canon toward me. Hawks quickly shoved me aside from the attack otherwise my condition would have been the same as the tree behind me which has a big hole drilled through it.

My body tensed up fearing what might have happened to me if I was hit with it. The Slime sends another water canon towards me. Hawks fire several wind bullets toward it as both neutralize each other.

My hands were shaking as I didn't want to lose my second chance in life. I was just a nobody in my past life but here I can become whatever I want. I don't want to lose this chance.

"Kouske, focus! Help Hawks-chan!"

I finally snapped out of my reverie after hearing Clarice's voice. I gripped the knife strongly as I dashed towards the Slime while Hawks was covering me by nullifying the attacks. I quickly stabbed him twice as I ran back while Hawks took the chance to hit him with a few wind bullets.

We kept doing this again and again. While I was fighting in close combats, Hawks was fighting in range combats with his magic. The fight went on for about 20 minutes. Hawks and I were both injured a few times.

This was the most nerve-wracking fight for me as I could die here if I got directly hit by those pressurized water canons. They might even be faster than bullets though I've never held a gun before. After some back and forth we were able to kill the Slime. I almost collapsed on the ground because of blood loss. I quickly sent us out of the dungeon.

"Kouske, buy a health recovery potion from the shop"

I bought two F+ rank potions with a total of 3000 points. As our injuries aren't very serious this will suffice. Our wounds instantly disappeared when we ate it. But I still felt exhausted. It seems its rank is not high enough to recover blood losses.

After eating a large amount of food and fruits I contemplated on our fight with the Elemental Slime. I became complacent because the normal slimes were extremely weak. Fighting them hasn't given my status any kind of boost. My stats haven't changed much except for my strength and endurance. It has both become F-.

But the Hawks's stats haven't changed at all. Clarice said needs another push to become a Class Spirit. We need to work on our fighting styles. Hawks need to learn a new spell and I need to develop my close combats further while finding a way to make range attacks.

If it weren't for Hawks I would have died back there. I couldn't have done anything if the Slime chose to stay away from me while attacking from range. At the very least my points have gone up a lot.

Kouske Miyamura

Race: Human

Age:6 years

Str: F-

End: F-

Ag: N/A

Mana: F+

Skills: Summoning, Taming

Points:152250

Overall Rank: F-

We have been killing slimes like crazy. So it's no wonder I've so many points. Clarice said I got 150 points for the rare slime. If we can keep this up we might be able to buy all those extremely overpowered skills from the shop. I already know what I want. So quickly start buying things from the shop.

Fountain of Youth(A):80000 points

Vritra's Sacred Gear(Complete)(B+):45000 points

Skill Sharing(D+):13000 points

Hypnosis(D):10000 points

After that, I was left with only a few thousand points. I also spent an extra thousand on Clarice's advice.

Points:3250

Everything appeared in front of me as skill orbs. When I pressed them on my chest they went inside my body. There was a surge of knowledge inside my head about Skill Sharing and Hypnosis. I could use them perfectly.

I didn't feel anything different for the sacred gear. I think I first have to awaken it. But what surprised me was the Fountain of Youth. I was holding a cup filled with it in my hands. I gulped down all of it without any hesitation.

My body was instantly at its peak. I could feel that I had become an immortal existence. The extra 1000 I spent was for a body transformation skill. It would allow me to change my body shape and age.

Body Transformation(F):1000 points

Now it's time to awaken Vritra's Sacred Gear!

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Chapter 3: 3.The Immortal Black Dragon King

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Or so I'd thought. But I was completely drained. So I opted to quickly go to sleep. I'll have to visit the Shidous tomorrow.

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I woke up late in the morning. It was already 9:45 when I was supposed to visit the Shidous at 10. So hastily got ready and went on my way to their home. Their home was quite far from my house.

So I got on a bus which stopped close to their home. I was quite baffled when I found some youkai and devils in there. They have completely merged with human society. A normal person can't tell them apart. After about 10 minutes I arrived at my store. It took me another 10 minutes to their home.

I knocked on the doors of the Shadows. I heard loud footsteps coming from inside. Irina shouted 'coming' with her sweet voice. The door opened with Mrs. Shidou with Irina by her side.

"Kou-kun, you're late!" said Irina while hugging me. I hugged her back.

"Welcome to our home Kouske-kun," said Mrs. Shidou. I gave her a polite bow as I replied, "Thank you for having me"

"It's OK. Come inside. Your Uncle's already on the dining table. Have breakfast with us"

"OK," I replied as Irina pulled me by my hands. I also greeted Uncle Touji. He replied with a nod while reading a newspaper. Uncle Touji has a serious and strict office worker vibe with his glasses on. He seems like a person who wouldn't take any nonsense. Coupled with his muscular features he's very intimidating for a normal person.

He says he's the new father for the Kuoh Church which was the reason they came here. Aunt Misumi is like an older version of Irina with an air of cheeriness around her.

Irina must have her personality from her. I don't know how I would react if she was similar to her grumpy father. We had a heavy breakfast with a lot of different dishes. It seems they prepared something special for my visit.

After having breakfast I tried helping Aunt to wash the dishes but she refused. Irina took me to her room. It was a very girly room I'd say. The entire room was colored pink with flower patterns in between.

There were a lot of stuffed animals and some toys. We played with them for a while. Then Aunt came to say we're all going out sightseeing. It was pretty fun hanging out with them. They are a happy family.

Irina was running around happily while holding my hand. She was very happy to go to the aquarium and see so many different types of sea creatures. We eventually went to the church as Uncle Touji had some work. I got to see the church was still stable.

It hadn't yet become that rundown in place in the anime. Irina was unhappy with her father and Aunt Misumi was also glaring at him. He could only smile awkwardly. He said goodbye to us.

The three of us were out for a bit longer. When it was time for lunch in a fine restaurant. After bidding farewell, I went home. I must admit it was fun going out once in a while.

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I'm in my room right now. Trying to awaken Vritra's sacred gear. In the anime, Rias said to awaken a sacred gear one needs to imagine the strongest thing they can. It will react to the feelings and awaken. Right now I'm also trying to do the same.

I imagine Saitama while he's punching. He's the closest one to the strongest I can imagine. I would never want to be on the receiving end of his punch. I try hard for a couple of minutes but nothing happens. After another five minutes, black wings similar to Divine Dividing appear on my back. I feel a surge of power flowing through me.

"You did it Kouske! You also got wings. Now you can fly" chimed in the ever cheerful Clarice. I was starting to get worried as she never once said anything when I was at the Shidous.

"Yeah. It's good that it took the form of wings. Now I won't have to worry about aerial battles".Just imagine what it would be like to be the only one not being able to fly where almost all the supernatural can fly. However, I think I still could have the ability to fly in my balance breaker. But I cannot use it all the time.

"Kouske, your status! Check your status"

I almost forgot to check my status.

Kouske Miyamura

Race: Human-Dragon Hybrid

Age:6 years

Str: F+

End: F+

Ag: F-

Mana: E-

Skills:

1.Summoning:-User can summon familiars you are contracted with. To make contracts familiars need to accept the contract willingly. Forcibly making contracts is also possible but it's not recommended as it will result in an unstable contract. The spirits/familiars' power is not limited because of the user's mana rank. The contracts are equal. User cannot force them to do anything against their will. With the user's current strength user can only be contracted to one wind spirit.

2.Taming:-Same kind of contracts can be made with subdued monsters, animals, insects, or any other creatures. In this type of contract, the contract may not be equal. So in an unequal contract, the contract may not go against the contractor's will. Users can tame as many times as the user want. User can also summon them whenever the user wants using the summoning skill.

3. Skill Sharing(D+):-Only one skill equal to or lower than the D+ rank can be shared between the master and the familiar. If the contract is severed the skill will also go away.

Currently Shared Skill:-N/A

4. Hypnosis(D):-Strong hypnosis ability can be used up to D-rank individuals.

5. Body Transformation(F):-The user's body and looks can be freely transformed. It consumes a high amount of mana upon usage. As long as mana is supplied the transformation remains.

Items in effect:

1.Vritra's Sacred Gear(B+):-

Blaze Black Flare-Allows the user to create and control cursed black flames. (Unlocked)

Absorption Allows the user to create lines that can absorb the power of the person/thing it is connected to. (Locked)

Delete Allows the user to suppress an opponent's powers(Locked)

Shadow Prison-Allows the user to control black flames, which are used to restrain opponents(Locked)

Balance Breaker-Covers the user in a Black Dragon Armor(Locked)

Dragon Aura:-Aura of a Dragon King that enhances all bodily capabilities.

2. Fountain of Youth(A):-The Fountain of Youth is a sacred treasure of the Fairy Clan that grants anyone who drinks it eternal life.

Resistance:Poison Resistance(F+)

Points:3250

Overall Power: F+

"Wow! My overall power went up by a whole two ranks. I got a poison resistance skill and I can also use Blaze Black Flare."I immediately tried using Blaze Black Flare. A hot black ominous-looking flame appears in existence. It's said that Vritra's flame curses the victim's soul and it keeps burning it until Vritra or the victim dies.

The black flames were emitting a crisp-like sound. I was so thrilled to be able to use it that I almost burned my room. Thankfully Clarice reminded me where I was. As I couldn't contain my excitement, I rushed to the slime dungeon immediately. In my moments of excitement, I even forgot to summon my most trusted companion.

That day I had a blast blasting slimes with my Blaze Black Flare. I also understood how the dragon-type sacred gear influenced my body and mind. My physical strength and endurance had gone up by two ranks. I was relishing in destroying the slimes and setting fire to the forest.

Though I wonder if it was Vritra's influence or my blood lust. I encountered an earth elemental slime but it couldn't penetrate my defenses. So it wasn't that much of a hard fight like yesterday.

One time I let myself get injured a bit to see the effect of Fountain of Youth. It was immediately healed. It boosted my confidence. So I let all hell break loose in the dungeon.

After spending what felt like hours I returned home. Took a nice long bath and had my supper. Then I went to sleep all the while having a large grin on my face. But I had a feeling that I was forgetting something.

That night I had a dream. I saw a large 20-metre-long eastern serpentine dragon. It was purple with white flamel-like things extending from head to tail on both the upper and the lower portion of the body. Numerous pitch-black dragon scales cover its body. Its eyes were deep violet almost flickering light. Its teeth were sharp enough to cut through the hardest of metals easily. Seeing the being in front of me I knew who it was. I let out an almost inaudible sound.

"Vritra"

"Indeed. It is I Vrita, the Black Dragon King also known as the Prison Dragon. It's a pleasure meeting you" said Vritra in an almost enchanting voice.

"Wait!Wait!Wait!You are a girl?!" I screamed out.

"Fufufu!Indeed. Not just any girl, I'm an extremely beautiful girl" said Vritra as she turned into an extremely beautiful girl. She had yellow long hair that reached her waist along with deep yellow eyes which were sometimes changing between deep violet and deep yellow. She had such a seductive body that looking at her curves even a monk would not be able to abstain from it. She was supernaturally beautiful. I held my breath as my eyes locked onto her visage.

"You're an interesting host. Even I was startled when suddenly all my soul pieces started merging. It feels like forever when I could feel so complete. None of my previous hosts were ever successful in merging all my souls. I sincerely thank you for what you have done. But I was pretty shocked going through your memories. I had to take my time to think it over."

Of course, she would see my memories! How could I forget that?!

"So you know all about me, huh? What are your thoughts about all that?"

"Hmm. You know we from the supernatural are not unfamiliar with the multiverse theory. Almost all the powerhouses know bits of information about that. But no one came in contact with people like you. Seeing your memories gave me hope that I could also attain new levels of power and eventually get out of this prison. It's ironic right? The Prison Dragon is imprisoned here. Damn Yahweh! Damn Indra!" said Vritra with clear disdain at the end.

I finally snapped out of my reverie at her cold words even though they weren't directed at me.

"So what name should we choose?"

"What do you mean?" I asked confused.

"Fufufu!Our title.What else? You might even be able to surpass my original strength and with that immortality of yours, it might only be a matter of time before we surpass those Dragon Emperors or maybe even the Dragon Gods or even FURTHER!Don't you also want a cool title?"

I just thought are all Dragon Kings this eccentric?'

"Sure.Whatever you say."

"Then how about Immortal Black Dragon King?or Emperor?or God? Maybe all, with enough time. Today marks the start of the journey of The Immortal Black Dragon King!Fufufu!"

I could only smile wryly at that.

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Chapter 4: 4.Vritra's Sacred Gear Thief

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Grigory Headquarters, Underworld

Azazel was having a pleasant time analyzing the newest sacred gears Grigory had recently acquired. The last few days were hectic enough. He had to finish all the paperwork that he had been skipping over the past 6 months. Shemhazai, his vice leader had made sure of it. After going through that hell he was happy to finally be able to do some research. But it didn't last long. Shemhazai had called him again. He sounded very anxious. So reluctantly exited his lab.

"What's so serious for you to call me again?" asked Azazel.

"We lost the Vritra sacred gears."

"Which one?"

"All three of them."

"What?"It should be said that Grigory had three of the four main Vritra sacred gears in their possession. The current holders were long-time trustable members of Grigory. They were even supposed to be retired after a few years because of their old age. So he was sure they wouldn't betray Grigory.

"What happened to the current holders? Are they dead or were they captured?"

"They are alive, Azazel. They are also safe in their home"

"Then what do you mean we lost the sacred gears?"

"On their regular training session, they tried to summon their sacred gears but they all failed. Upon inspection, we found out none of them had their sacred gears inside them. They didn't even know when and where they lost them. What's more shocking is that they are completely healthy"

"That's absurd. Even we don't have the technology to extract sacred gears without killing the wielders. Did Heaven or Devil faction already build such a technology?"

"Azazel, what's even more unbelievable is that the same thing happened with the others in Grigory who had one of the numerous low-rank sacred gears related to Vritra. They also don't know how they lost it. Some of them testified that they still had their sacred gears yesterday. We examined their bodies but found no problems."

"How is that possible?"Azazel frowned upon hearing this. If it was just three, stealing them in one day without the owners knowing is not impossible. It's also possible to erase their memories if they want to hide their identities. But to steal so many of Vritra's sacred gears in one night without anyone even finding out is absurd.

"Find out who did this. Make it a priority"

"Hmm"

It may not be a Longinus but Vritra's four main sacred gears are all powerful high rank sacred gears. So losing them like this is a huge loss for Grigory. And someone who's specifically targeting Vritra's sacred gears is a problem. Who knows what they are planning with them

'Huh! My peaceful days might not last long

Later similar reports were made in many different factions in the world. When the news came everyone found out that not a single Vritra's sacred gear could be found. The 'Vritra's Sacred Gear Thief' incident quickly became famous throughout the supernatural world. For a long time, it was the most trending topic on DeviNet which is the supernatural equivalent of the internet made by Azuka Beelzebub.

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Heaven

Michael was busy working in his office. There were multiple stacks of papers on his desk. It was a normal work for him. He just wishes Gabriel, his innocent little sister wouldn't skip her part of the work to go sightseeing on earth which in turn forces him to do her part of the job. Even an archangel with so much patience like him doesn't enjoy doing so much paperwork work. Sometimes he wishes that there was no such thing as paperwork. But Alas! Reality is always harsh. So here he was overseeing some documents that the other Seraphs had submitted to him.

Suddenly alarm bells rang out from the sacred gear system on the 7th Heaven. He rushed to the 7th Heaven to find out what had caused it to react like that. There were only errors showing on the system. He couldn't figure out the reason. But after a few moments, everything was back to normal or so it should have been. In the system, he saw a new Longinus sacred gear name appearing. It was a name he was very familiar with as there were many previous wielders affiliated with Heaven in the past.

'Vritra'

"What happened, brother? Why's the Sacred Gear System reacting like that?" asked Raphael, a fellow Seraphim. Michael noticed that all the other Seraphs had come.

"There's a new Longinus registered in the system"

"What?!"

"It's Vritra's Sacred Gear. What's more baffling is that there isn't any other Vritra's sacred gear found in the system" Michael replied solemnly.

"Why?"

"It seems someone has merged every piece of Vritra's sacred gear"

"But how?"

"Even I would like to know that, brother"

"sigh" Michael let out a long sigh.

'There's been a lot of problem in the Heaven and Sacred gear system after Father's death. First the balance breakers, now this. I wonder what would have happened if only Father was still alive.

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Chapter 5: 5.Vritra's Magic Circle

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You can see a young man around 20 years old leisurely strolling through the streets of Kuoh. He has dark black hair, deep red eyes, and a lean muscular body with a height of 6 feet.

His facial has a unique charm to it making every passing woman whisper and watch him with dazed passionate eyes. He's wearing a white shirt under a black jacket with blue jeans.

This hunk of a man is none other than our very own protagonist using his recently acquired 'Body Transformation' skill.

[Kouske's POV]

Right now I'm using one of my skills to change my appearance to that of a 20-year-old man. I changed my blonde hair to dark black and ocean blue eyes to deep red. So I might look completely different from how I normally look.

I'm going to go to the next few towns searching for some rich corrupt politician as I have some people I need information about. So hypnotizing a corrupted politician is my first choice. I don't have any kind of information network or influence of my own.

So I will be using a politician's influence to get my desired info. First I need to find out Lavinia Reni. She should be 9 by now as Issei is also 6 this year. I only know that she lives in Italy and her parents died in a car accident when she was 9.

So it should be around that time for her. I remember she awakened her Longinus before 9 and told her parent and relatives about the doll. But nobody believed her. After her parent's death, no relatives wanted to take her in.

That's when Glenda from Wizards of Oz took her in to study her sacred gear. I want to make contact with her before that. So after going around different towns for hours and hypnotizing many politicians I came to that many of them are criminals.

They are connected to local gangsters. So I went to three gangster headquarters and beat the shit out of them. Then used mass hypnosis on the core members to recognize me as their leader.

I gave them details about Lavinia like her age, name, country, and how she would most likely look which should at least help them locate her mother. Well, these gangsters should have their way of finding information about normal people. I gave them two months to locate her and ordered them to go to Italy. Let's just hope for the best.

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It's been a week since then. I've been using this time to get better at controlling Blaze Black Flare. I even bought a cool sword from the shop with all the points I've been accumulating.

Night Sky Blade(B): The blade is made from the hardest wood found in the Underworld by a master blacksmith. It has the properties of absorbing mana from the user to further strengthen itself or to release mass mana with a darkness attribute.The one-handed blade has the of property of increasing its length with enough mana consumption. (Evolvable)-40000 points

The best thing about it is that it is still evolvable and extremely mana conductive. With enough time its rank could rise. It's a double-edged sword pitch black in color. When I look at the blade it gives me an ominous feeling like it could consume the light surrounding it. The blade is less than 120 cm in length.

Another noteworthy thing is I finally got a magic circle. It happened two days after I first talked with Vritra.

"So you are saying you also have a magic circle? But do dragons need magic circles?"I asked confusedly.

"Of course. Do you what a magic circle does?"

"It's used to effectively cast magic, right?"

"Yes, but its most important feature is that it consumes less mana to cast a magic spell using a magic circle compared to not using one. A noble devil's magic circle can save up to roughly 80-85% mana. The longer one researches and improves their magic circles the better it is in functionality. It's one of the most safely guarded secrets of a faction"

"So how is your magic circle compared to the devils?" I asked her curiously.

"Hmph!My magic circle is one of the best circles out there. You're lucky to be able to use mine" she replies haughtily.

"So how much exactly does it save up to?"

"Huh.Roughly 94%.You know unlike those other brute dragons I like to use my brain more ably. So I studied many different types of magic"

After that, I was given her purple magic circle.

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Right now I'm in the dungeon. I'm using Blaze Black Flare through the magic circle. I can feel that my mana usage is also negligible. I came to understand that a simple magic circle could actually turn the tide of the battle for magicians with roughly the same mana and skill levels.

Right in front of me is three earth elemental slimes with low-class (high) level strength. Hawks is battling one with his magics while I'm facing the other two.The Hawks have improved in this time. Now he can also use 'Wind Slash' alongside 'Wind Bullets',

'Wind Slash' is a spell that sends gales of winds forward in a slashing motion. Hawks doing fine against the slime.

Today I'm using my new blade to fight. I coat it in Blaze Black Flare like how martial artists coat their weapons in ki. I swing my sword towards the slime as it uses an earth wall. My sword cuts the earth wall like tofu. After cutting the wall in half I rush in to slash the slime.

At that moment the other slime sends multiple rocks towards me. I dodge the attack but use a dark sword strike through the blade's inherent element. It cuts the slime in half. After that, with a bit of effort I finish off the other one. At that time Hawks was also finished with his opponent.

"You are getting the hang of using a sword," says Clarice.

"Yeah. Let's go back for now." At first, I was only swinging around the sword inefficiently but with Vritra's guidance, I've gotten the hang of it.I need more spells. So for the next few days instead of hunting I think I will focus on learning more spells alongside Hawks.

"Screech" Hawks comes to sit on my shoulder as we return home.

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Chapter 6: 6.New Neighbors

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I have been practicing some new techniques in the dungeon with my skills. Like for example I made an AOE spell with Blaze Black Flare. My flames take the shape of sakura petals as they fall from the sky. It is not only beautiful but also very deadly. Around a radius of 5 meters is covered with it. Whoever comes in contact will be burned to death. It could be said as a beautiful death, for the onlookers obviously, not the victim. The petals can also distinguish between allies and foes. It also has homing capabilities and I can control it manually. I named it <<Senbonzakura>>.

I made two stepping techniques with Clarice and Vritra's help. The first one is very infamous. It's a technique where by concentrating mana on your legs you gain an instantaneous burst of speed. For beings in the same power level, it might look more like a teleportation than a martial art.It's called <<Flash Step>>

And I finally used Skill Sharing to gain <<Wind Manipulation>> from Hawks. With it, I've created something called <<Cloud Steps>> which is just as it says. I can walk on air. It has irregular footwork so that the opponent can't recognize my next movement. I had to reference a lot of martial arts books on them. Well most of them were wuxias. So if it wasn't for Vritra, I couldn't have achieved it. She has some unexpected knowledge. It seems she is more of a tactician than a brute fighter. So her knowledge of magic and martial arts is deep.

I also bought a skill called <<Dark Curtain>> from the shop which is a D-ranked spell.
Dark Curtain(D): Upon usage, the user is covered in pure darkness which conceals the existence of the user from the world. Sounds, smell, visibility, aura, or any kind of other traces will be erased upon usage-10000 points

It has a pretty cool visual effect when it's used. A dome of darkness surrounds me. Even if I use it in front of my enemy, all my traces will be erased as darkness surrounds me. That's extremely cool. But it's not omnipotent. Even an Ultimate Class being can detect me. So I will need to raise it's rank. It also consumes a lot of a man because of its high rank. Other things I bought from the shop are-
Teleportation(D):10000 points
Memory Manipulation(D):10000 points

The teleportation spell uses my Black Dragon King magic circle. It's a similar teleportation spell that all the supernatural use. Memory manipulation lets me look into someone's memory and alter them. It won't work on beings with Ultimate Class power.

Hawks and I also learned a defensive spell. It's a spell that surrounds the user in multiple whirlwinds which changes the trajectory of any attacks received. It has a huge mana consumption and at our level, it can only deflect F+ ranked attacks. Anything of a higher rank will pass through. But it's a spell with a huge potential. It's called <<Whirlwind Shield>>. That's how I've been using the last few weeks.

Another noteworthy thing is that I gained a new neighbor. The house next door is currently occupied by them. They are a family of three with a couple and their daughter who's around my age. It happened a week ago.
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"I smell youkais" suddenly Vritra said.
"Where?" I inquired.
"Somewhere near. Can you smell the unique scent in the air? It's the smell of a youkai"
"Hmm," I look outside to see a moving truck unloading furniture in front of the house next door.
"Are they our new neighbors?" I spoke out loud.
"Kouske, let's go meet them"Clarice chimed in.
" OK. If they are our new neighbors we should find out what kinda of people they are"Saying those words I went outside the house. When I was in front of their house I saw a black-haired man with relatively handsome features giving instructions to the workers on where to set the furniture in the house.

Then I saw a woman with long blonde hair and beautiful yellow eyes standing beside him talking with the other workers. I think they are both in their late 20s and are unnaturally beautiful.

Beside them in the corner was a lone pretty girl who looked like a younger version of the older girl. She was fidgeting around nervously. She must be around my age I surmised.
"Hello. Are you guys new here?"I asked like an innocent child.
"Yes, you are?" asked the older woman kindly. Her eyes widened for a moment but it soon changed back to normal.
"I live in the house next door" I replied.
" Oh!Nice to meet you, kid. I'm Leon Azusawa. What's your name?"
"I'm Kouske Miyamura. Nice to meet you, sir" I replied with my brightest smile.
"Hello, Miyamura-kun.My name is Arene Azusawa and this little one is our daughter Asagi Azusawa. Come on Asagi. Say hello" beckoned Mrs. Azusawa to the younger girl.
"H-hello." said the girl peeking out behind her mother.
"Hi" I gave her a warm smile but she hid back behind her mother.
"Eep!"
"So where are your parents? Are they home?" asked Mrs. Azusawa
"They're not alive anymore"
"Oh! I'm so sorry for asking something unpleasant" she said as she hugged me in her bosom while the kid just looked at me concerned.
"It's okay!" I pulled myself back before she could suffocate me anymore.
"So who else lives with you?" she again asked
"No one. I've been living alone"
"What!?" exclaimed Mr. Azusawa
"No worries. I can take care of myself. The government has also placed a supervisor for me"
"From now on we'll be living next to you. So come to us whenever you need something, okay?" said Mrs. Azusawa
"Hmm"
After that, we had conversed a little more. Nothing too important. At some moment I used to observe them and found out they were all tiger youkai. The parents are Mid Class while the daughter is Low Class in power.

At nighttime, I found Asagi outside my door with some food in her hands.
"H-hello.Mom said to give this to you" she said timidly in a small voice. She doesn't look like the type to be comfortable being around strangers. I asked her to convey my thanks to her mom and gave her some chocolates.
Flashback end

It's been a week since then. The Azusawa kid's been coming around daily. So she has become a little comfortable around me. I found out she has a tomboyish attitude behind her initial shyness and has trouble being honest with her feelings sometimes. So yeah, she's a combination of a tomboy and a classical tsundere.

I heard today was her first day at school and she was admitted to the same school as me. The Azusawa must have wanted to have her be admitted to a school with a familiar face instead of being alone in an unfamiliar school.

I found out that she had been standing outside my door for the last 15 minutes with her school uniform and bag on her. When I came out
"W-what a coincidence meeting you here, Miyamura," she said while looking around nervously.
'Yeah, right!' I thought I just gave her a strange look.
"I heard we are going to the same school. I-it's on the same path anyway, I don't mind us going together" she said loudly at first but then became quieter while saying the last line.
"Sure" I replied casually. The Azusawa's been nice to me so far and she's not a bad girl. So I don't mind being friends with her. We kept talking about different topics on our way to school. She was excited to meet everyone in her new school but didn't know how to approach them. I told her not to worry as they are not bad kids.

When we arrived at school the teacher asked her to introduce herself to the class. After having the introduction done the boring classes began. But on every break girls would gather around her to talk to her. I like the loner I keep myself seated in my place quietly.

After school, we were going back together as our destination was the same. While we were passing by the Kuoh Park, I heard Irina calling out to me.

Chapter 7: 7.Love comes like a storm

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I turned back towards the park to see Irina and Issei with some other kids. Irina was waving her hand excitedly. I waved back and came closer to them.

"Hey, Kou-kun!Where have you been lately? You haven't been coming to play lately" she pouted cutely while crossing her hands under her chest though there was nothing to show for now. But after a few years.....ahem
"Sorry, Irina-chan.I've been busy lately but I'll come regularly to play with you from tomorrow onwards"
'I've been busy creating those techniques in the dungeon but now that I'm done I will be returning to my routine' I thought.
She stopped pouting at that. She looked really cute pouting like that.
"Oh! Who's she? Your friend?" she looked strangely at her as she asked me the question.
"Hello. I'm Asagi Azusawa, Miyamura-kun's friend and next-door neighbor" she replied with a smile while staring directly into her eyes.
Irina's eyes twitched at that.
"I'm Irina Shidou, Kou-Kun's friend"
"Kou-kun.I didn't know you had such a cute girl as a neighbor!" she looked back at me with those words.
"Hahaha" I laughed awkwardly at that.
"They only moved in last week"
"Kou-kun!It couldn't be that you were so busy playing with her that you forgot to come here, could it?" she stared at me dangerously as she asked me those questions.
"Umm...Hello!I'm Issei...." The pervert tried introducing himself but nobody seemed to care as Azusawa cut in the middle of his speech.
"Miyamura-kun.It's getting late. Shouldn't we get going? Mom asked to go home straight after school. She said she would be making something special for dinner today. She also asked you to join us" she said as she started pulling me.
"Wait!" exclaimed Irina.
"If you need to go home early, you can just go back yourself. Kou-kun will be playing with us for a while" Irina declared as she looked at me.
"I-I only came here recently. I don't think I can go home alone" she said as she acted meek and had some droplets of tears in her eyes.
I could only sigh at them. Her parents asked me to take care of her.
"Sorry, Irina-chan.I promise to come tomorrow" I said as I started going back with Azusawa.
"Hmph!Baka Kou-kun!" Irina pouted again as she went back to the others with Issei following behind her.
On our way back we didn't talk much. In front of our houses...
"Remember to come by dinner time"Azusawa reminded me.
"OK. Take care, Azusawa"
"A-asagi" she muttered something while fidgeting slightly but because of her low voice I couldn't hear it properly.
"What?" I inquired.
"I SAID you can just c-call m-me Asagi!" she screamed in anger at first but then her voice became soft.
"Sure, Asagi. You can also call me Kouske" I replied nonchalantly.
"OKAY! K-Koke" her face was beet red while saying that. After that, we went to our respective houses. When it was time for dinner I went to the Azusawas. It was a hearty feast.
They were a cheerful bunch. Only Asagi was a bit less talkative that day.
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Irina's POV
My mood's been bad for a few days now. Kou-kun has not come to the park recently. So I was a bit upset.
Issei-kun's been my closest friend since coming here. But lately, he's been behaving a bit weirdly.
Always saying something about 'breasts' and 'harem kings'.I thought do all the boys think like that nowadays?
When I asked my parents they said that God doesn't like things like that. So we should always be pure in our hearts and minds.
They asked me why I was asking these types of questions. I told them about what Issei-kun's been doing lately.
Both of them had some strange looks on their faces for a while. After that, they seemingly went to Issei-kun's parents to say something.
After a few days, Issei-kun's behavior became even stranger. He would stare at older girls walking on the road beside the park. There was some strange gleam in his eyes.
He would look at them and then laugh while his breathing became rough. The older girls would look at him disgustingly but it seemed to only make him behave even more strangely.
I don't know why but I always have the urge to stay away from him when I see him like that. But he's a close friend of mine. I cannot do that!
Then one day I met Kou-kun. He came to play with us on his own. He was nothing like Issei-kun.
He was always gentle and calm. Sometimes it feels like I'm talking to an older person. He acts very mature, like the adults.
He's very responsible, even my parents said that. They were extremely happy that I made a.....normal...friend.
Kou-kun would always go along with all my antics. He would listen to my words attentively. He never got bothered by my enthusiasm.
He also came to visit our home. We even had an outing with my family. It was one of my happiest times.
Without me even realizing I started spending less and less time playing with Issei-kun but I would find myself always waiting to meet my Kou-kun.
My heart would always beat faster around him, my breathing would get rougher and something gentle would stir up inside my stomach.
At first, I got really scared, thinking if I was getting sick. I told my parents about my heart beating erratically sometimes. They got tensed. But when I told them that it only happens around Kou-kun and how strangely even though my heart is beating so fast I find peace around him.
Hearing my words they became a bit relaxed. My mother started laughing while saying something about 'young love'.But my father had an odd expression while muttering something about 'how dare....next time...show him..'.
I couldn't make sense of what he meant. But my mother's words stuck to me. Is this love? Do I love Kou-kun? Then I get to live with Kou-kun my entire life? I have read some tales about love where a hero comes to save the princess from the evil dragon. Then they live happily ever after being married and spending eternities together. [A/N: Here, he's the evil dragon though! Hehehe!]
My head becomes fuzzy thinking about all that.
After that, it's been a while since I've seen Kou-kun. Lately, he isn't coming to play. My parents told me he must be busy with his studies as exam season is near. Now I wish we were in the same school! Maybe next year! We could also spend our time together in the school...hehehe...I unconsciously started laughing. When my parents caught me laughing like that they stared weirdly at me.
It's frustrating not being able to meet him! My mood's been the worst lately. I'm more prone to become angry lately. I even lashed out a few times at Issei-kun when he was making those weird faces. It must be because I'm upset. huh?
Then I saw Kou-kun for the first time in two weeks. He had his school uniform on. He must be returning from school.
I called out to him. I acted angry at first because he hadn't come to meet me for so long. But then I noticed there was a cute blonde with him. I felt hurt. When I was only thinking about him all this time, he's been busy playing around with this girl!
And the way she acted annoyed me. When I heard she was his new neighbor, I was extremely upset knowing that she could meet him whenever she wanted whether it be day or night. It must be nice.
I felt my heart ache to see them together. My heart was tight. Is this what jealousy feels like? Am I becoming a bad girl? Papa always says that as believers of the church, our hearts should always be pure.

My heart almost broke when I saw him choose her over me. I didn't stay long in the park after that. I cried and cried a lot that night until I felt lighter. My parents were worried about me. When I told my mom what happened she told me not to worry about it. She said it must have been urgent for him to go back then. She said I could just meet him tomorrow. So I fell asleep waiting for today to end and for a new day to come quickly.
But I don't like that girl!

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Chapter 8: 8.Love is in the air

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Asagi's POV
It's only been a week since we moved to Kuoh. It's not a very big town or a small one. But the atmosphere around is not bad. There's even a forest and a mountain close to the town. Though it can't compare to the beauty of my hometown.

For as long as I remember I was living in Urakyoto.My parents had a stable job. They are mostly involved with human businesses as they do not like fighting very much.

Urakyoto is a place mainly for youkai in a separate dimension adjacent to Kyoto made by the Shinto Gods. There are also other races living there. Everyone was extremely kind. All my friends are there.

So when my father had a job transfer to Kuoh town, I was extremely sad to be separated from my friends.

There aren't many youkai living in this city. Daddy said it was a devil territory. Someone from the Bellial Clan is the overseer of this place.

I was very upset as I wouldn't be making any youkai friends around here. But my parents said I could still make human friends. So reluctantly I agreed.

On the first day a boy no older than I came to visit us. He was our new neighbor. He's an orphan living all alone.

I can't imagine myself living alone without my parents. His name is Kouske Miyamura. When I first met him I was scared. There was this oppressing aura emanating from him.

Naturally, my parents also noticed. I didn't want to get close to him. But as neighbors, we are bound to meet often.

That night I asked my parents about the thing I felt. He also seemed to have a peculiar scent. As youkai, we are extremely sensitive to this kinda stuff. Senjutsu helps a lot in this regard.

I have been learning senjutsu from my mother. It's very hard! Especially maintaining my concentration with all those negative emotions trying to influence me! Well, that's not important right now.

My father pondered me for a while to my question.

"That kid seems to have some kind of dragon-type sacred gear. The scent you smelled is also the scent of dragons. Remember that scent, never carelessly provoke someone smelling like that, OK?!" my father spoke loudly emphasizing the last bit.

I just nod my head a few times.

"Miyamura-kun doesn't seem to be a bad kid. You know we could tell if he had any bad intentions toward us. You don't need to be scared of him like that Asagi-chan" my mother spoke from the side.

"But he looked a bit scary, Mom! I felt like looking at a predator."

"Try to get along with him. His aura must be from his dragon-type sacred gear. He must have somehow awakened it. I don't think he did it intentionally" my father said.

"We should find out how much he knows about the supernatural world. Having a sacred gear without knowing anything about the supernatural will only spell doom for him." my mother said looking very serious.

"But don't you think he looks so cute? It's really unfortunate, he lost his parents at such a young age. I wish I had a son like him!" Mother said looking very passionate.

It seemed he triggered his mother's maternal instincts. Father could only smile wryly at that. When a mother likes someone, she forgets about the concept of personal space.

After that Mother packed some food in a container and asked me to deliver this to him.

At first, I didn't want to go but Mother persuaded me saying they would be close by.

When I was in front of his house, I became more nervous. Without knowing what to do I just stood there motionlessly. After about 10 minutes mustering some courage I rang the doorbell.

Soon he came out. He was wearing a normal black colored t-shirt and navy blue shorts. I was stunned seeing his face. Even though he's young it isn't hard to say he would grow up to be very handsome, maybe even more handsome than my Papa!

 

Before I was too scared to look at his face properly. Now I have a close look at it. I don't know why but my heart started beating faster and I became even more nervous.

 

I tried greeting him properly but unfortunately, I stuttered. I was extremely embarrassed. I could feel my face turning red in shame.

After I was done giving him the box full of food, he came back with some chocolates to give to me.

I came back home all flustered. I looked at my hands full of chocolates. That day the chocolate tasted unusually delicious.
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After that day I kept going to his home frequently. Mother encouraged me to make friends with him.

I came to understand that he wasn't scary at all like the first time we met. He was very gentle in his behavior.

We would speak about different topics when I visited his home, sometimes playing games on his game consoles.

I even visited his room. It was my first time visiting a boys' room. It looked plain, to be honest.

But the room was permeated with his scent. I don't know when but at some point I found myself not bothered by his scent or aura anymore. It even had a soothing effect. I found myself mesmerized by it.

After a week my parents told me I was admitted to the same school as Miyamura. I was very happy. We could go to and come back from school together spending more time with each other.

I started enjoying his company. He became my first-ever friend in this town.

On the first day, we walked together to school. Everyone was kind in class though a bit too enthusiastic. Especially the girls.

After school, both of us were going back together. But when we were in front of the park someone called out to him. It was a cute girl with violet eyes and chestnut-colored hair.

She looked very close to Miyamura as if they had known each other for a long time. She seemed upset about not seeing him for a while.

They even called each other by their first names. I don't know why but I felt sad seeing them together. I just wanted for us to leave.
[A/N: She didn't even notice Issei, LOL!]

I brought up the matter that I told me. I pulled him by the hand as we exited the park. On the way, we didn't talk much.

However, when he was about to leave I spoke out about the thing that kept bothering me.

"..Asagi.." I spoke out but it seemed he couldn't hear it as my voice was very soft.

"I SAID you can just call me Asagi!" this time I yelled out loud but in the end it became soft.

"Sure. You can also call me Kouske" he said.

I was happy to hear that.

"K-kouske" I tried saying his name but for reasons unknown I stuttered again. I was extremely flustered and embarrassed. I could feel my face becoming hot. So I quickly escaped home but inside I was very happy.

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Chapter 9: 9.Taming and a Date part 1

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Kouske's POV

After coming home I decided to enter the slime dungeon. It's become easier to fight the elemental slimes. So I've decided to tame some of them before clearing the dungeon.

 

I summoned Hawks. Seeing me he made a happy noise while flying around me

"Screech"

We entered the dungeon. Upon entering I found many normal slimes around the place. So I started with taming them.

Having a lot of families would be good. They could work as scouts with the Sense Sharing skill.

I didn't do much to subdue them. I let out my killing intent as they became unconscious.

For the first time, I activated my skills. The summoning magic circle lit up under both of us. Soon the taming was successful.

I could sense a connection with the little guy. Soon he woke up and he was jumping around excitedly around me. There was a 'boing' sound whenever he bounced on the ground.

I held him up. He was very soft with his gelatin-like body. It was 'mofu mofu' soft.

"Kyuu!"

 

As I held him up, he let out a pleased noise. I put him on my head for a short time.

After that, I started my search for elemental slimes. Along the way, I tamed whichever slime I came across.

 

After about two and a half hours late I found a red slime. It was my first time seeing one.

Using observe I found out he was a fire elemental slime. It was only ranked F.

I activated Dark Curtain as darkness seemed to surround me. I walked normally towards him.

He didn't react even when I was standing right in front of him. I gave him a punch with my right arm which seemed to have knocked him out.

After that, I used taming on him. It was successful. Then I used Skill Sharing to get fire manipulation from him.

 

Red flames lit up on my hand instead of the black flames I became familiar with.

I could feel that it was harder and inefficient to manipulate the flames. It was not even half as hot as my cursed flames were when I first used them.

'Snort' I heard Vritra snorting in my head.

"Hmph! How could it ever compare with my flames?!" Vritra said haughtily.

"Hmm. You are right. I shouldn't compare them"

After that, even after searching for hours, I could only find an F+-ranked wind elemental slime. I tamed it.

Eventually, I returned home. After having dinner and taking a shower I went to sleep.
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In the morning I found Asagi waiting on my door steps.

"Hmph! What took you so long?" she asked a little angry as I slept in a bit today.

I don't remember promising her to go to school every day with her. But who would refuse to go out with such a cute girl?

"Sorry, Asagi-chaan!I seemed to have slept in a bit today. It won't happen tomorrow" I said with a bit of drama emphasizing 'chain'. Normally I don't call her using chan.

"It's okay then, K-kouske" She became embarrassed and stuttered on my name. It seems she needs time to get used to calling me by my first name.

After that, we went on our way to school together. School ended normally with the girls hovering over Asagi again to ask her different questions.

When school was over we went back home together.But this time we didn't take the park route. We went through a different road. Asagi seemed to have noticed but didn't say anything.

After reaching home Asagi seemed to want to play games with me but I told her I had a prior appointment today. At that, she seemed to remember our conversation with Irina yesterday.

 

"Could I come with you?" she asked hopefully.

"No. But I will take you with me tomorrow" saying that I moved towards my house. Asagi seemed a bit sad but I didn't say anything.
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I'm in Kuoh Park now searching for Irina-chan. She mostly comes here to play.

At a distance, I could see her along with the other kids. But she seemed a bit gloomy today.

I went over and called out to her.

"Irina-chan" she brightens up hearing my voice.

"Kou-kun!" she jumps in my arms to hug me.

"I thought you wouldn't come today" There seemed to be some tears in the corner of her eyes. I gently wiped them with my hands.

"But I promised to come today. So how could I break my promise to you?" I replied with a smile on my face.

"Hm," she smiles hearing it. Then hugs me tighter. I just smile and let her hug me for a bit.

"Irina-chan, do you want to go to the arcade? I'm free all day today"

"OK! Let's go Kou-kun"

I held her hand as we headed to the arcade. Before that, she bade her byes to Issei and the others.

 

When I locked my fingers with her own she became extremely shy and flustered. I swear I could see some smoke coming out of her head.

Seeing us like that Issei gave us a weird look. He's always like that whenever he sees us close to each other like this.

He seems to think that we both prefer boys over girls as we're both boys(which he thinks).

He sometimes gives me disgusted looks. Getting disgusted looks from a disgusting pervert is pretty strange I tell you. But I think this is one of the reasons he never tried to share his boobs obsession (and fetish) with me.

I don't care what he thinks of me. I just can't wait to see his face years later when he realizes what he missed out on. Hahaha...

The other kids though gave me jealous looks. It seems they all know about Irina. Only an idiot like Issei would think such a cutey is a boy. Not everybody is like Gasper. He's a rare one! The idiot doesn't even notice the look on the other kids beside him.

With that, we went on our way.

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Chapter 10: 10.Date part 2

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Irina's POV
Today Irina woke up very early. She couldn't sleep properly last night. Today she could spend time with her Kou-kun again after nearly two weeks!

 

Irina went to school normally. There she met Issei and her other friends. Even in class, Issei-kun was looking at the female teachers.

The teachers were very mad at him. They would ask him questions. If he couldn't answer he would be punished to stand by the door outside the classroom for the remainder of the class.

But even if he's being punished, he would peek out from the door to look at the jiggling breasts of the teachers while grinning ear to ear like a creep. The teachers out of frustration would just shut the door closed.

One teacher even resigned saying she couldn't work in this school. She was baffled knowing children this young could also be so disgustingly perverted.

The principal tried to stop her but she didn't. I heard she's happily married with a loving husband.

After that, the principal called both Issei-kun and his parents. The principal told them about the antics Issei-kun does in the school.

He wanted Issei-kun to be transferred out of school as he believed Issei-kun would be a bad example for the other students. He paled at the thought of others becoming like him.

I heard Issei-kun's parents were very ashamed of their child's conduct and begged the principal to let him continue in this school. They promised to straighten him up properly.[A/N: We all know that's futile]

After school, I went back home to have my lunch. Then I ran to the park where we usually meet.

There weren't many children in the park at that time. Slowly Issei-kun and the others came. We started playing tag. But even after so long, I couldn't see Kou-kun anywhere.

My mood became gloomy. Seeing me like that Issei-kun asked if something was wrong. I just shake my head horizontally saying no.

After about half an hour I heard Kou-kun calling my name. Seeing him I ran up to him and hugged him burying my head in his chest. He had a soothing scent.

After a while, he said he would be with me all day. I was very happy to hear that. So I quickly bade my byes to the others.

Kou-kun suddenly interlocked his hands over mine. His hands were bigger than mine. I don't know why but my face was warm. I could feel my mind being hazy. There was some warmth in my chest. I didn't want to let go of his hands. I don't think I have ever felt like this holding hands with my parents. Holding hands with Kou-kun was different!

After that, we went to the arcade. We spent hours playing different kinds of games. I almost won every time. hehe

We even went to the bowling ground. But I didn't do so well. I was not perfect as the ball would just slide off to the side before even hitting the targets. I was frustrated. While on the other hand, Kou-kun was getting a perfect shot every single time. After all his defeats he was currently showing a smug look on his face.

"Hmph! Kou-kun's a meanie!" I just pouted slightly and started hitting him softly on the chest with my hands.

"Hahaha!Sorry, sorry. Let me teach you how to do it properly"

After that Kou-kun asked me to pick a ball weighing 10-14 lb. He said it would be alright for me to use it. Then I slid in my middle and ring finger to the holes on the top while my thumb was put in the other hole. It fits snugly in my hand.

We both went to the bowling lane. Kou-kun straightened my back and put my center of gravity towards my chest. He put his hands over mine while hugging me from behind. I felt my heart beat faster and my face flushed red. With his guidance, the ball was thrown on the lane in a straight line. It was a strike.

Seeing that I momentarily forgot my embarrassment and hugged Kou-kun in high spirits.

"Kou-kun.It was a hit!"

He hugged me back with a smile on his face. For a moment I kept looking at him mesmerized in his eyes. Then I quickly broke in contact with him as my face flushed red.

After that, we played a few more rounds.

"Irina-chan, do you want to eat ice cream"

Hearing that my face lit up. I mean who doesn't like ice cream?

"Let's go. Hurry!" I started pulling him in my excitement. He just kept laughing.

 

When we arrived in an ice cream parlor he asked, "What kind of ice would you like, Irina-chan?"

I replied, "Strawberry." as they were my favorites.

Then Kou-kun bought one strawberry-flavored ice cream for me while he bought a vanilla for himself.

We spent around ten minutes eating it while sitting on a bench. [A/N: Unfortunately, Oresuki gave me a bench phobia!]

Suddenly Kou-kun at me and smiled.

"Irina-chan, you have ice cream on your lips" saying that he wiped it off my lips gently with his fingers. I smiled happily at that. But then what I saw made my brain stop working for a while.

Kou-kun ATE the ice cream that he had wiped off my lips. Is this a kiss?? An indirect kiss?? My mind was filled with thoughts that were unlikely for a believer of the church.'Forgive me my Lord for my indecency' I mentally prayed to God so that he would forgive me for being a bad girl.

My face was beet red. Seeing that Kou-kun just laughed.

After about another five minutes we decided to part ways as it was getting dark. We were walking over a bridge where we could see the beautiful scene of the setting sun.[A/N: The same bridge where Ratnare... I mean Raynare confessed to Issei]

We spent some time looking at the setting sun while our hands were interlocked. We separated on our way from there. I don't know why but I kept feeling the entire time that we were being followed by someone. But I never found anyone when I looked around. Upon asking Kou-kun, he also said he didn't see anyone.

 

After that, I arrived home. Our family had dinner together. I had a smile on my face the entire time. My mother asked if something happened as my expression was opposite from yesterday's. I didn't reply much as I kept reminiscing about today in my mind. After that, I went to sleep. I had one of the best sleeps that day. It must be because I didn't have much sleep last night, I thought.

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Chapter 11: 11.Stalker?

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Asagi's POV
When Kouske said he had a prior appointment I immediately think back to the conversation he had with that annoying brat. I asked Kouske to let me go with him but he refused.

I was sad. I wanted to know what he would do with her. So I followed him to the park. I had a black cap and goggles on me. It was Mama's. She sometimes uses this to follow Papa. I don't think Papa has ever figured out.

Nonetheless, I was extremely upset seeing what just happened. That bitch just hugged Kouske so casually. Even though I never got to hug him. They somehow looked like my parents when they were being lovey-dovey with each other. I also wanted to be hugged by him and be like that. But I can never say it out loud.[A/N: Typical tsundere with some stalking habits. She's not a yandere, mind you]

Then they both went to the arcade. They spent hours playing different games. I just stood far away from them so that they wouldn't notice me.

"Umm...Young miss, do you need any help?" suddenly a worker called out to me.

"No, I'm fine. Thank you"

"I mean you have been just standing there for hours. If you need...."

"Thank you!" I put more emphasis on my words. He seems to give up and go away.

After another half an hour, they enter a bowling center. The bitch acted as if she doesn't know how to play and had Kouske teach her himself. Their body was tightly put together. They are too close! I gritted my teeth together.

After having a proper strike, I thought they would separate from each other but the bitch just jumped right into his arms again.

I just don't understand my feelings. My heart gets stuffy whenever I see them like that.

They exited the bowling center after a few more rounds to get an ice cream. Kouske bought a vanilla-flavored ice cream. Does he like vanilla? Then I saw him eat the ice cream he wiped off the lips of the brat.

But isn't that an indirect K-kiss?? Are we allowed to k-kiss? Mama said only adults do that stuff! My face was burning red at that moment thinking what it would be like to be...

After that, they separated on the bridge and they were holding hands this entire time. This bitch can do whatever I can't do so easily!

While I was absorbed in my thoughts I didn't notice Kouske approaching. When I noticed it was too late, he was standing in front of you.

Kouske's POV
I had noticed that Asagi's been following us around all day. Vritra could smell her even from that distance. She looks suspicious wearing things like that. Though only because she's a child, the adults are not making a fuss.

I approached her slowly but it looked like she was occupied with something.

"What are you doing here, Asagi?"

"Huh?! What a coincidence.Fancy meeting you here" She looked flustered and it didn't help when she was avoiding eye contact.

"Sure" I just rolled with it. I mean there isn't any point in interrogating her right now. Hearing me believing her she looked relieved.

"It's getting dark. Don't you want to go home or do you still have something to do? "

"No. I will just go home"

"Then let's go. I'm also going home"

"Okay"

Then we both started walking on our way. But none of us said anything to each other. I could feel her gaze on my hand from time to time.

Seeing her be like that I asked, "Do you want to hold hands with me?"

Suddenly hearing that she looked flustered and yelled out, "W-who would want to hold hands with a bastard like you? Don't you have your Irina to hold hands with?!"

"But you are the only one beside me right now and in this darkness, it would be better to hold hands. Don't you think?"

"Hmph!"

"Don't you want to?" I asked.

But she didn't reply. So I just held her tiny hands in my own. I closely interlocked our fingers tightly. She didn't oppose or anything but her face was beet red and she had her head looking down at the road. I could still see there was a faint smile on her face.

"Fufufu.You are a dragon alright!" I could hear Vritra saying something in my head.

[Kouske!You are becoming a playboy.] said Clarice.

I just shrugged. We just kept walking silently under the beautiful moonlight. When we reached home we both went to our respective houses.

I changed my clothes and entered the dungeon with Hawks to look for the rare slimes. Alas! We never found one. But something happened that lifted my mood.

The Hawks finally reached mid-class.

Hawks
Race: Wind Spirit
Age:7 months
Strength: F+
Endurance: E-
Agility: E-
Mana: E-
Skills:Wind Manipulation(E-)
Overall Rank: E-

Hawks was very happy with that. He was flying around all over the sky in the dungeon. After a while, we came back and I finally went to sleep. It's been a long day.
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The next day Asagi came to pick me up. She was back to normal. We chatted on our way to school.

The school was also going on unceremoniously or so it should have been. But I kept feeling Momo's constant gaze upon me. For some reason, she was watching me. When I looked at her, she would quickly turn away talking to one of our classmates. Asagi also noticed that and she didn't look happy at all. I wonder what caused her to be curious about me.

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Chapter 12: 12.Momo Hanakai is curious

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Kouske's POV
It's only been more than a week after my date with Irina-chan. I have been flirting....hanging out with both Irina-chan and Asagi during this time. The distance between us is shortening especially with Asagi.

She would come every day to play and always accompany me to and from school. I typically enjoy making her flustered and embarrassed. She would just keep saying 'bastard' or 'baka' with a red face. It's become an enjoyable part of my life.

In this period I've tamed an ice and earth elemental slime. So I already have <<Ice Manipulation>> and <<Earth Manipulation>> skills. On the other hand, I have already tamed nearly 600 normal slimes.

I had also gone to the gangster's headquarters to know how far they had gone with the investigations. There is still no clue about her. They were pretty scared of this failure.

But I'm a kind man. I didn't punish them. I know with the information I provided it's very hard to find Lavinia.

Out of my kindness, I gave them one last chance to find. The consequences of failure were left to their imagination. Nobody would care if the world was removed from some filth.

I also asked them to locate Asia Argento in the Vatican City in one of the church-regulated orphanages. I also asked to find out any suspicious places in the Vatican where Archbishop Valper Galilei is frequently seen. It shouldn't be too hard to find out about them.

I told them to find out about Meredith Ordinton of the British royal family. She has Alphecca Tyrant, a new sacred gear. I also told them to find out about a CIA agent in America named Magnus Rose, wielder of Unknown Dictator, one of the newly ascended Longinuses. Though he shouldn't be in the CIA right now.

So I gave them two D-rank items that can detect sacred gears just casually named 'Sacred Gear Detector'.I told them that this item would react to the people they were supposed to find. I made sure to use hypnosis so that they don't question anything.

Another thing I did was make legal papers for my fake identity Akatsuki Yuzuki. I used those politicians from before.

Everything was going in order. One thing that bothers me is that for the week Momo's been observing me. Vritra speculated it could be because of my rise in magical powers.
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Momo Hanakai's POV
I have always been blessed since my birth. I have a very loving and happy family. My family could also be called very rich in Kuoh with some influences in the business world.

I was a completely normal child living my days happily with my family that is till one year ago when I was five. My father was in an important position in a company owned by a certain devil clan in the underworld. Yes, a literal devil. They are real.

My parents told me about the secret side of the world that mundane people would never know. I was introduced to Sona Sitri, the daughter of the boss of the company my father works for, a literal devil and the heir of the prestigious Sitri Household with the rank of Prince in the underworld.

Sona Sitri was around my age. She was extremely smart for someone our age. She also always has a serious attitude towards everything. She showed me real magic. For the first time in my life, I was engrossed by magic.

I also wanted to learn magic. So I asked Sona for some magic books. She warned me it isn't easy to learn human magics. There are different kinds of magic systems in the supernatural. The devil's imagination-based magic is extremely efficient and easy to use. On the other hand, the human magic system is hard to use. We need to make many intricate calculations to even use the basic magics.

Still, I didn't give up and decided to put extra effort into learning magic. Sona, seeing my determination, helped me find books on the basics of human magic. After that, I've been trying to learn magic for a whole year.

Unfortunately, I can only use a single basic spell. I have also come to be able to detect the amount of magical energies in someone.

There wasn't anyone in my class with any decent amount of magical powers at all. But all of a sudden I can feel an amount of magical power from one of my classmates which even exceeds Sona, a devil. And it's continuously rising.

Kouske Miyamura, the one I was talking about. He lost his parents a few months ago. After that, he seems to have changed a little. He's always alone in the class not communicating with our classmates at all. He only speaks briefly when someone greets him or something.

But he seems to be good friends with the new transfer student, Asagi Azusawa. Even though we had met a few times before as our parents had some sort of business relationship, we seem to have become more distant in the past few months. My parents were also present at Miyamura-kun's parents' funeral.

I want to talk to him more and even more so now that I know he has stepped into the supernatural side of the world. I want to ask him how he knows about it or how he's increasing his magical power. But I don't know where or how to start with.

So for the last week, I've been trying to find out more about him and observe him through class. Though I think I've been caught more than a few times peeking at him. It's embarrassing!

Today after class I found the courage to approach him. He was going to leave the class with Azusawa-san.

"Miyamura-kun, wait!" I called out to him.

"Yes?"

"Umm...Do you have time right now? I would like to talk with you for a bit, alone" At first I was a bit flustered but then said the last bit while looking at Azusawa-san. She didn't look pleased.

"What is it,Hanakai-san?" Azusawa-san questioned me with some displeasure evident in her voice.

"I wanted to talk about something private" I spoke.

"Can't you say it here?"

"No. It's something between Miyamura-kun and I" I said while looking at him. He seemed to contemplate for a bit. Then he looked right at me.

"Sure, I'm free. Where do you want to go to talk?"

Seeing me not replying he again asked, "Do you want to come to my house? There won't be anyone to disturb us"

I nodded at his offer. Then the three of us headed towards his home. I just kept thinking why Azusawa-san is following us when we're going to his house or is her house also this way?

Chapter 13: 13.Momo Hanakai

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Momo's POV
It didn't take long for us to reach his house. There I found out Miyamura-kun and Azusawa-san were neighbors. It would explain why they are so close.

Miyamura-kun invited me into his house. Azusawa-san also wanted to come but Miyamura-kun persuaded her to come later.

Instead of a house, it looked like a mansion. There were probably two floors, and stairs leading to the second floor were in the hall. There was a beautiful chandelier and some exotic paintings on the wall. I don't about the number of rooms. But overall it was a beautiful mansion. It's baffling how a young child like him could live alone in this big mansion.

He led me to a room that looked like a guest room with sofas and other furniture fully furnished.

"Please,take a seat Hanakai-san.I'll prepare some tea for you", he motioned for me to sit on the sofa.

" No. I can't trouble Miyamura-kun like that. Let's just sit and have a chat"

"It's not troubling at all. I will bring some sweets", saying so he left for around 10 minutes. Then he came back with tea and different kinds of sweets. He motioned for me to partake in it while he sat opposite me.

The tea and sweets were good. I wonder how he's already so mature.

We talked about some mundane things for a while. Then some time later after some deliberations, I decided to ask him directly.

" Miyamura-kun, do you know about the supernatural? " I asked in a soft voice.

He looked at me for a while then opened his mouth to say something.

"I do know about the supernatural side of the world. Did your parents tell you about it?"

"Umm...yes.How did you find out? Was it your parents?" I asked.

"Yes."

"Miyamura-kun, do you learn magic by any chance?"

"I do. It seems you've also delved into human magics."

"Um..yes but I haven't made any progress for the past year or so. Does anyone teach you by any chance?"

"Yes. I have had some help from an acquaintance of mine"

"I see. I don't have anyone to learn from. I've just tried learning on my own using some books but the result isn't anything good" I said dejectedly.

"Hm, but I think you do have magical talents. You just need to learn from someone to boost the efficiency"

"You think? Could you introduce me to your acquaintance?" I asked with some hope.

"I can't. But if you want I can help you with learning magic"

"You will?"

"Sure, why not? But you will have to keep it a secret. I don't want people to know I'm learning magic yet"

"OK! I won't tell anyone"

"But you will have to come to my house often to learn magic. Are you fine with that?"

"I'm fine with that!" I said with excessive excitement. Then suddenly I realized I don't know what kind of magic he practices or how powerful they are.

"Miyamura-kun, can you show me some magic" I asked curiously.

He just smiled and did something with his hand. Then a blue magic circle lit up. Snow started to fall, and then small tornadoes of wind blew off all the snow.

It was sparkling and beautiful. I was excited to learn something like that. We chatted for a while talking about our hobbies. Then I went back home with a smile on my face.

Kouske's POV
After Momo had gone I started thinking about ways to get my aura and magical powers in control. If a human-like Momo could detect it then people from the supernatural could also easily detect it. I also need ways to hide my sacred gear.

Teaching Momo would let me get closer to her. I just thought of it on the spur of the moment. Even though I've never learned human magic Vritra could easily help me teach her. The magic circle I used was the summoning circle. Vritra helped me modify it for using it as a magic circle. It can roughly save up to 70% of the user's mana.

"I can teach you how to hide your aura and magical powers but I can't do anything about the sacred gear," said Vritra in my head.

[Kouske!There's an object in the shop for that] Clarice chimed in

I looked at the item in question

Condicarment(bracelet)(C): It can conceal any one thing the wearer wants-20000 points

I quickly bought it and put it on my left hand. It was silver in color with a capital C engraved in golden letters.

I focus on it to make it hide my sacred gear. I hope it works. I will be learning the other things from Vritra.

I found Asagi strolling around impatiently outside my house.

"So, what did she say?" asked Asagi.

"Nothing much. She was just asking about my parents as she knew them from before"

"Is that all?"

"Yeah. We just talked about some random stuff"

"Hmph!" she just looked at me for a while and went away angrily. Looks like she didn't buy it.

I went to meet Irina. But she didn't come to the park today. So I just came back home ignoring the other kids' calling to me to play.

I just came back home to go to the dungeon. There wasn't much to do. I was just taming as many slimes as possible. I didn't find any rare ones.

I went out of the dungeon. I decided to head for the mountains beside Kuoh town. There I found some beetles and other bugs and insects. I thought about trying to tame them. To my surprise, it worked. I could share its senses with mine. Afterward, I started taming all kinds of animals in the mountains and even Kuoh as they could become my eyes and ears in this town. And nobody could even detect the effects of my taming. So for spying it was a very good strategy.

That day when I came home late, Asagi's mom came to ask to have dinner with them. I didn't refuse and started following her.

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Chapter 14: 14.Talk with the Azusawas

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Kouske's POV
I was currently sitting with the Azusawas in their house. We were having dinner. There was a small chitchat going on between me and Asagi's parents. But Asagi wasn't talking at all. I could see her still being angry because of what happened earlier today.

After dinner, Aunt Arene brought some ice creams for me and Asagi. I could see Uncle Leon staring at them but because of Aunt's glare, he would just look away.

"It's a treat only for the children," Aunt said cutely while she was eating a cup full of ice cream. I would later find out Uncle Leon has a mighty sweet tooth. So he eats an unhealthy amount of sweets behind Aunty's back.

Asagi must have inherited that from him. I just look at her eating in pure bliss. She looks cute. When she noticed my gaze, she would just pout and look away while letting out a cute 'hmph!' '-like noise.

After finishing the sweets the atmosphere changed. Uncle and Aunt both looked serious.

"Miyamura-kun. Do you believe in the supernatural? " Aunt asked.

I raise my head to her question.
"Are talking about magic?"

"Yes, Miyamura-kun. Demons, angels, Gods, youkai whatever you've ever heard of is real. They live among us. I know it's hard to believe but...." Uncle was saying all that with a serious expression

But interrupted him mid-sentence.
"I do believe in them. I know about their existence"

"What?! Where did you learn from?" Uncle Leon said.

"Well, Vritra told me," I say innocently.

"What?!" Uncle asked in shock.

I let out my jet-black wings. It blinks as Vritra speaks out.

"Hello, Azusawa family. It's a pleasure meeting you"

"V-vritra?!"Uncle exclaimed in fear. Vritra wasn't known as an evil dragon for nothing.

"Fufufu!There's no need to be so scared little one. I can't bite inside this thing" Vritra says sarcastically.

"U-umm..yes.Sorry, but how are you...what should I say..."

"Whole?"

"Yes. I heard your soul was torn into different parts and sealed inside numerous sacred gears"

"That's true. But somehow this child managed to awaken a part of my consciousness via one of my sacred gears and then the others automatically came to me" she replied. We had already made up an excuse beforehand if we ever had to explain ourselves.

"Oh! So do you have all of your soul and sacred gears together?"

"Hmm. They are all perfectly pieced together"
Vritra replies with glee in her voice.

"Another Longinus?" Uncle frowned a bit while muttering softly.

"How much of her abilities can you use Miyamura-kun? " Aunty asked from the back.

"I can only use her cursed flames for now," I said while manifesting Vritra's flames in my hand.

I heard Asagi murmuring something about 'how cool' while looking dazed.

"Blaze Black Flames, huh?" Uncle said.

"Does anyone else know about this?" He asked looking serious.

"No"

"Don't let anyone know for now Miyamura-kun. It would be extremely dangerous for you." Aunty Arene said.

"Yes. A few months ago there was a huge uproar in the supernatural community because all of Vritra's sacred gear was suddenly lost. It was a trending topic on the DeviNet for a while." Uncle added in.

"Don't worry. I won't let my host die so easily" Vritra said in a sharp voice with pure determination.

"Hm...Miyamura-kun, you should continue trying to improve your power. Being the host of the Black Dragon King will make you the center of attention in the supernatural. "

"Hm"

"If you want we could help you get stronger. We help you train alongside Asagi as she trains her Senjutsu" Aunt suggested while Asagi looked excitedly at me.

"Senjutsu?" I feigned ignorance

"Yes. You see, we are not human. We are tiger youkai.All youkais can naturally use Senjutsu.While it's not impossible, it's still extremely difficult for races other than youkai to learn it. It is our main fighting style" Uncle said while letting out his youkai form. Aunty did the same. Asagi looked worried for a bit as she looked into my eyes hopefully but did the same.

"Oh. Asagi-chan looks cuter in this form " I said to dispel her worry.

Uncle and Aunt just smiled while Vritra started laughing boisterously.

"Fufufu!"

Asagi seemed relieved that I treated her the same and smiled bashfully. We talked for a bit longer. Then I went home deciding that we would be training together every day early in the morning. That day I went straight to sleep.
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It's been a few weeks since then. I have continued practicing with Asagi in the mountains early in the morning. It was my first time fighting a humanoid and experiencing how a tiger youkai fights.

Uncle was very agile and fast. He would cover his body and nails with tiki while using senjutsu. He would lunge at me with his sharp nails and teeth acting like a berserker while I would try to dodge. I couldn't win even once.

After that, I would start sword practicing alongside Asagi. It seems Aunt Arene is a swordswoman. So learning from a real swordswoman has been very effective.

They were surprised to see how powerful my healing was. They thought it must have been Vritra's.

After practice, we would take a small break together to get ready for going to school. Asagi and I have become even closer after learning about each other's secrets.

After school, I would spend my afternoon playing with Irina-chan. Though one big chance is Asagi started tagging along. Irina-chan and Asagi would have small arguments now and then but I can see them becoming a better friend and accepting each other.

 

I think Asagi still doesn't know Issei's name. She would only refer to him as a pervert, mimicking me. She would look at the pervert with disgust whenever he's at his antics and stay further away from him. Issei tried befriending my cute Asagi-chan with a grin on his face but after seeing the glare in both of our eyes he backed out immediately.

Other than that I have also been meeting with Momo. She would come to my house occasionally to learn magic. I would spend hours teasing and teaching her magic. I plan on teaching her mostly wind magic, hypnosis, and teleportation. The last two are a must in the supernatural.

Until this point, I've tamed nearly 1500 times. I only found two rare slimes in these weeks. One was a wind elemental and the other was a water elemental slime. So I have all four basic elemental manipulation skills in my status. I've finally started searching for the dungeon boss of this dungeon. I want to unlock the next dungeon.

So life has been pretty hectic recently. I'm always busy with something.

But the most important of all is that the gangsters have finally located Lavinia's location. It's time to scoop her up before Glenda.

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Chapter 15: 15.Getting the Demise Girl

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Kouske's POV
Last night I got a call from the representative of the gangsters saying that they have located someone who fits the description of Lavinia and the device also reacted to her.

It seems it's already been one and a half months since her parents' death. I guess I would need to hurry to get her. So I went to the gangsters to get her exact location. I told them all to be present. I used taming on them so that no one could ever divulge anything intentionally or unintentionally. Better safe than sorry. It was fortunate that only a few had seen Akatsuki. I also tasked them to find out about Momoji Nakiri's whereabouts.

Afterward, I used teleportation skills to directly teleport inside Lavinia's home.

Lavinia Reni's POV
I was normally living happily with my parents that is until one year ago. One night when I woke up to get some water I saw her. A doll-like woman in a dress, her face covered in a veil.

She was standing there beside my bed looking straight at me. I was so scared I shouted and told my parents about her no one could see her. They said I had a bad dream and stayed by my side until I fell asleep.

But that was just the beginning. She NEVER left my side. I would see her every day following me everywhere I go without making the tiniest bit of sound. Her face was always expressionless.

No matter how much I cried and told my parents about her they would never believe me. Before long I was labeled as a weird kid. Even my friends would not play with me anymore.

My parents took me to multiple psychiatrists but no matter what I said they would dismiss it as my delusion. At some point, I stopped complaining about her. She never truly did anything bad to me. She never harmed me. She would just stay by my side even when nobody believed me.

Even now after my parent's death, she's the only one who I can confide in. My parents had an accident a month and a half ago. They couldn't be saved. None of my relatives want me. They see me as a weird kid talking about imaginary things.

"Don't fuck with me!" A blonde-haired fat woman shouted at a middle-aged man and added in a loud tone, "Andrea was your sister, Andrew! As her brother, isn't it your responsibility to take care of her orphaned daughter?!"

"Why the hell is it only my responsibility?!" the middle-aged man named Andrew retorted back with a question and added, "When your husband is Lavinia's direct paternal Uncle, he is equally responsible for taking care of Lavinia as I am!"

"That girl keeps talking about her weird doll all the time...And you expect us to adopt her witnessing everything yourself?? I am telling you that girl is either crazy or she is bewitched by some evil spirit! I can't even tolerate her in my sight, it would be better if we give her to the church....at least there they would be able to cleanse her soul!" a man in his forties said while exhaling a puff of smoke.

Even now they are arguing about who should take me in. I couldn't help but be sad. Am I not wanted by anyone? Am I not needed? Both my friends and relatives want me gone. A short stream of water drops from my eyes.

When I was thinking all this someone knocked on my door. Upon opening, I saw a handsome blonde boy with oceanic blue eyes looking at me tenderly with a smile on his face. He looked even younger than me. I never knew someone like him.

Kouske's POV
I find myself inside a dining room. I could hear many adults arguing with each other loudly enough that one might hear them from outside.

I could feel a large amount of magic coming from a room far from where adults were arguing. That must be the magical power of the independent type Longinus, Absolute Demise.

So I quickly make my way towards the room. I make myself known by knocking on the door. The door was opened by a cute blonde girl with sapphire blue eyes. She was about nine years old. I could see her resemblance to her future self. She might not have her mature innocent beauty yet, but she is cute nonetheless.

"Hello!" I said with my brightest smile.

"H-hello.Who are you?" she replied with slight pink shades forming on her face.

Man, I love being handsome. It has its perks!

"I'm Kouske Miyamura. Your friendly neighborhood magician! " I said while striking a pose and making fireworks bloom behind me with some magic.

Lavinia looked shocked.
"M-magician?!They are real?!"

"Hm! So what's your name, girl?"

"Lavinia Reni"

"So Rey-chan, huh? You can also just call me Kouske" I said shamelessly.

"Okay," she muttered not knowing what to say.

"Do you want to see some magic, Lavinia?"
[A/N: I guess I will make him call her Rey-chan when teasing her or being affectionate with her like he does with Asagi-chan.Otherwise, he will just call her Lavinia]

 

"You will show me?!" she replied excitedly at the prospect of seeing real magic.

"Hm!" I nodded smugly. I came onto her and lifted her in my arms. She let out a cute yelp. I teleported us to the top of the Adriatic Sea between Italy and Europe.

Her hands hugged me tighter when she realized we were free-falling into the sea. She hid her face in my chest. I summoned my jet-black wings as we glide through air on the surface of the sea.[Italy is 8 hours behind Japan. So if it's early morning in Japan, it's late night in Italy]

"Rey-chan~, look ahead. Don't worry. I would never let anything bad happen to you"

Hearing my words she uncovered her face. She couldn't help but be amazed by the sea of stars reflecting on the surface of the water under the beautiful full moon as we glide through the air.

It was an extraordinary scenery. With time she got over her fear and started enjoying the supernatural scenic beauty. Over a few hours, we visited many different mountains and forests in Italy. I even showed her some spectacular magic with different elements. Finally, we decided to go back to her house.

"That was amazing, Ko-kun!" she said while hugging him tightly. In the course of their time together she has become less reserved with him.

"Unn.." I smile as I return the hug.

"Then it's time for me to get back. It's already so late in the night" I speak with a solemn expression.

"You're leaving??" she asked realizing it was time to say goodbye.

"Will we meet again?" she asked hopefully. Today was one of the happiest she had ever been in the last year. She didn't want it to end like this.

"It's hard to say. I live in a faraway country. I was only here on some business. I don't know when I will be back"

"Then..can you take me with you?" she said with some hesitation.

"You want to come with me?"

"Unn.." she nodded.

"But you will be away from your family. We don't know when you will be able to meet them again"

"It doesn't matter. My parents are not here anymore and the others don't want me" she said with some sad inclinations in her tone.

"Then...sure.I will take you with me. Your friend can also come with us if you want"

"My friend??" she asked being confused

"The doll behind you. She was always with us by your side. Is she not your friend?"

"You...you can see her?!" she asked shocked

"Yes. Why would I not be able to? I'm a magician, remember"

She started crying suddenly. I panicked and asked if something happened.

"I'm just happy knowing that she's not just my imagination...that I'm not crazy like they said"

I just hugged her silently. After about ten minutes she calmed down. Then she packed up her things along with some of her parents' mementos and photos. At this time I burned into the adults' room and used hypnosis on them so they wouldn't go to the police first thing in the morning to save face.

These guys were still going at it until this moment. I made it so they would never bother her unnecessarily nor would they try to embezzle her out of her property. I also made a note to myself to make proper documents for her to live in Japan unhindered.

After everything was done we teleported outside my house.

"Welcome to your new home, Lavinia," I said while opening the door for her.

"Yes!" she replied happily.
This is how I started living with the Ice Princess better known as the Demise Girl.

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Chapter 16: 16.Settling Lavinia

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Kouske's POV
It was early morning. The sun had just risen. Morning light falls on my face. Feeling some discomfort I opened my eyes but immediately shaded them with my hand.

Then I perceive some foreign warmth enveloping my body. I see Lavinia's body pressing down on me. Her smooth porcelain white skin shines even brighter in the sunlight.

Her silky blonde hair covered half of her beautiful face. The phrase 'Sleeping Beauty' fully describes her current state. She's wearing a purple nightgown.

I remember about yesterday. She didn't want to sleep alone clutching onto me like I might disappear if she let go of me.

I slowly try to get up without waking her up. But unfortunately, her eyes become wide open and she reaches out to grab a hold of me.

"Where are you going?" she asks with visible panic in her voice.

"I'm not going anywhere," I said as I hugged her close to my chest and fell back on the bed with her. I will just ditch training for today though Asagi might worry.
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Asagi's POV
I quickly make my way to Kouske's house. He didn't show up for training today. So I was worried that something was wrong. I kept pressing the doorbell for a while until it opened.

Then it was slid open. But it wasn't Kouske who opened the door. It was a cute foreign girl still wearing nightwear. I quickly take a look back at the house to see if I accidentally came to the wrong one.

No, it was Kouske's house. I asked in a sharp voice, "Who are you, and what are you doing in Kouske's house?"

"I'm Lavinia Reni. Who might you be?" asked the girl in a cheerful voice with an innocent smile on her face.

I wanted to ask the question back at her but then I heard Kouske's voice coming from the hall.

"Lavinia. Did you open the door?"

"Yes," the girl yelled back loudly. Then I heard him coming over fast.

"Oh.Hello Asagi. Sorry, I couldn't come to train today because I overslept" he said while drying his hair with a towel. He must have come out of the shower just now.

Hearing that I sighed a heap of relief. But then I gazed back at the girl. Noticing my gaze Kouske gave a wry smile and introduced her to me.

"Asagi-chan~.Meet Lavinia Reni, my distant cousin from Italy. It's been decided she will live with me from now on after her parents' death recently. Lavinia, this is Asagi Azusawa. Our neighbor. She and her parents live in the house next door. Be nice to her. She might act rough but she's a good girl. She just doesn't know how to be honest with herself."

I wanted to retort his comment about me but hearing about her parents I couldn't speak up. Then suddenly she jumped to hug me tightly.

"Asagi-chaan~.It's nice meeting you. Let's be friends. We will be neighbours for the foreseeable future" she said as she held my hands in her own.

"Unn.." I couldn't help but go along with her enthusiasm.

After saying bye I went on my way to school together with Kouske.I thoroughly questioned him on our way.
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Kouske's POV
It was good that we sorted out our stories together last night. I also put a spell on her so that she could understand Japanese. She will need to learn the spell herself or learn Japanese the normal way. But that spell should work for some time. Asagi and I finally arrived at school.

It was a long tiring day at school. After school, I separated from Asagi. She might interrogate me again if we were to go back together.

I transformed into Akatsuki. Then went to get the paperwork done for Lavinia. I also had her admitted to our school. She's three classes above me.

Then I came back home but didn't see her anywhere. After a while, I could feel her energy signature in the Azusawa household. I knocked on the door.

"Oh, Miyamura-kun. Come in. I was just talking to Lavinia-chan. She's such a sweet little girl!" Aunt Arene welcomed me.

Upon entering, I could see Lavinia eating cookies while sitting on the sofa. She looked happy. She motioned for me to sit with her when she saw me coming.

After that, we chatted for a while. Then both of us bid farewell as we back home. I couldn't find Asagi. She might be playing with Irina. Even though those two banter a lot, they have started to form some kind of friendship.

"Lavinia, what I'm going to do might shock you. But hear it until the end, okay?"

"Unn.." she nodded nervously. After that, I went on to explain about the supernatural to her in a broad expect. She looked shocked but took it well enough. I even introduced Vritra to her and told her about my dungeon. She will find out about them sooner rather than later as we will be living together from now on.

"So, you're saying devil, angels, fallen, dragons are all real? Even literal Gods roam among us?!"

"Hmm"

"It's hard to believe but having seen real magic I can't not believe that. And this thing I have beside me is a god killing Longinus sacred gear?"

"Yes, child. It's called 'Absolute Demise'.If you learn to master it enough it could even freeze time" said Vritra.

"Unn.." Lavinia nodded nervously.

"Lavinia. Asagi and her parents are tiger youkai. The youkai especially in senjutsu.So they can control life force to even heal someone"

"What?!" she looked shocked as she didn't think she would make contact with a non-human being so soon.

"But they looked completely normal, like most human. I couldn't even tell the difference," she asked surprised.

"They are hiding their youkai parts with transformation magic. But to the supernatural, they might not be able to hide their origin with that level of magic. Don't worry. As you have seen they are nice people"

"Hm"

After that, we made plans for Vritra to teach her magic. As shown in the series she's incredibly talented. So it would be a waste to not foster her magical talent. I let Vritra take control of my hand as she writes down the basics of human magic in a note.

After a long time, both of us decided to go to sleep together as she will also be starting in her new school tomorrow.

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Chapter 17: 17.Changes in Life

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Kouske's POV
In the morning Asagi and I are going to the school as usual but she's a bit grumpy. Maybe because there's someone new walking along with us. For Lavinia, it's her first time going to a Japanese school. So she's a bit excited, not that she never was

Lavinia's enthusiasm is one of her lovely perks. For now, she's hugging Asagi even as we walk much to the latter's dismay. Even though it's only been a day she's naturally destroying Asagi's defenses.

Many people at school were surprised to see us walking along with a foreigner. That too with a beauty like Lavinia. Once class started our classmates started asking us questions about how we knew her.

I just shrug and reply with a small answer saying that she's my cousin. After that, I just sit in my seat ignoring the kids.

Unfortunately, Asagi couldn't be spared. The others relentlessly kept asking her about Lavinia, especially the girls. Girls do like to gossip a lot.

'Haah' I just sigh in my head. I see Momo staring at me from the side. I just waved my hands to say hi to her with the usual smile on my face.

After school, there was a buzz in the whole school gossiping about how a foreign beauty had appeared in the upper class.

I see Lavinia surrounded by a crowd and it looks like she has already blended in perfectly. She's like a social butterfly lifting people's hearts wherever she goes.

I warned her not to talk about her sacred gear avatar so casually to anyone as it could repeat the same situation as last time. I even gave her a bracelet similar to mine so that no one detects her sacred gear. It looked the same as mine.

She was very happy getting a matching gift from me much to Asagi's dismay as she wasn't subtle about expressing her happiness. For someone like Asagi, Lavinia's tough to deal with. She can casually trigger Asagi without even knowing.

She can be clueless about the most mundane things, like what is seen in the DxD series. She didn't bother to hide her body when Tobio or Vali was with her, making them uncomfortable.

But she doesn't mean anything bad. She's a bit careless when it comes to certain things. Asagi could see that. So even she couldn't get angry with her.

After a whole 15 minutes of waiting, I could see her separating from the crowd. The three of us started heading back together.

We said our byes to Asagi as we entered our home. Lavinia wanted to make lunch. So I was waiting in the dining hall while she was in the kitchen.

After a while when she came with food, I saw some sort of soup made of meat mixed with biscuits and large cubes of sugar. I don't know about Italian dishes but I could confidently say there wasn't a single Italian dish this....unique.

Feeling a sense of dread I scooped up a spoon full of the soup. I could see Lavinia staring excitedly at me. After taking a spoonful of the soup...I erased that memory of mine with my memory alteration skill.

Even if harsh, I decided it would be better to tell her the truth than... sacrifice someone for her meal again. I took her to the kitchen with me and we both started making Udon on my instructions. Before that, I didn't forget to throw away that hazardous substance on our table.

We ate a hearty lunch after that. At least she isn't like those heroines who no matter how direct the instructions are given, never fail to make something as inedible as possible.

After that, we both took care of the dishes together. Living alone has certainly been lonely. So having her living with me was a welcome change in my life.

Then my wings came out as Vritra taught her human magics. I was not listening to her. I was thinking about the dungeon boss. Even after searching the whole place I still can't find any trace of it.Should search in the water or deep underground? Many thoughts were going through my mind.

Lavinia was like a serious student listening to every word of Vritra attentively to not miss anything. She was grasping things very quickly. Vritra helped her unsummon her independent-type sacred gear avatar.

She was really happy to finally be able to make it appear or disappear consciously. She was also able to make icicle lances with her sacred gear. She was jumping around excitedly for successfully using her first-ever magic.

After that Momo came to our house. She was a bit surprised that Lavinia was living with me but she pondered on it much as she knew Lavinia was a distant cousin of mine. Lavinia was quick to get along with her because of her easy-going personality

After an hour of teaching and teasing, I decided to call it a day. Her face was flushed red as I had teased her quite a bit today.

Touching my face, brushing my hands subtly against her, or just complimenting her for her dress and beauty.Even with all that she focused on her lessons.

Today she was able to make three wind bullets with her magic. I was very happy for her. One step at a time. With these constant small improvements, she could become a powerful magician in the future.

When our lesson was over, I decided to walk her to her home. I informed Lavinia that I was leaving. Then both of us started walking together to her house.

She wasn't saying anything. Must be because I teased her too much. But even a silent walk is a comfortable one if you are with someone close to you.

While we were walking I brushed my fingers against her a few times. Her face became a deeper red but she didn't oppose anything. So I decided to finally hold her hands in mine. She was surprised but not upset.

For the rest of the path, we walked together like that. There was a silent but pleasant atmosphere around us.

We finally reached her house. It was a two-storeyed above average building. We stopped in front of the gate. When it was finally time to say goodbye I decided to be bolder.

I smirked a little at her and brought my face close to hers. She instinctively closed her eyes with a flushed face. I just gave her a chaste kiss on the cheeks.

She stood there dumbfounded. I walked away as I bid my farewell.

"Bye-bye, Momo-chan!" I decided to call her by her first name as I made my way back home.

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Chapter 18: 18.Dungeon Diving or Water Diving??

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Kouske's POV
It's already been a few days but Momo's still avoiding me like a plague. But she's still peeking at me from time to time. She would always get red whenever we made eye contact.

Lavinia's in peak popularity. She's the hottest topic in school as people don't usually see foreigners in these parts, well except for the devils.

And Asagi-chan's as cute as ever.
*hmph!*

I think I heard someone hmphing in the background. It must be my imagination.

After school, I sent Lavinia and Asagi home together as I was invited by the Shidous to have lunch with them. It's been a while since I've been to the Shidou household. Normally I would just meet up with Irina in the park.

So after some time, I ended up at the Shidous door. When I knocked once an excited Irina-chan popped up.

Behind her was her mother with an amused look on her face. But I could also see a grumpy Uncle Touji sitting on the sofa drinking some beverage.

"Kou-kun!Come on in!" Irina urged me to get inside with her.

"It's nice meeting you again Miyamura-kun," said Mrs. Shidou.

"It's nice to meet you again, Aunty"

I get inside the house. I greeted Uncle Touji but all I got was a half-assed glare. It seems the church is keeping him in great stress if he's glaring at a child for no obvious reason.

"How's your life going Miyamura-kun? Are you even eating properly?" Aunty asked.

"It's been great. I'm a great chef you know. And my neighbors have also been quite helpful so there's nothing to worry about. Nevertheless thank you" I said as I boasted a bit about my ever-growing culinary skills. Maybe because of this feeling of satisfaction, Emiya continued to strive hard to reach his God Level of culinary skills.

"That's good to hear. You can always to us if you need any help"

"Hm"

I also saw Uncle Touji nodding his head. After that was just a simple conversation about our daily lives.

At one point, I told them about Lavinia. They were a bit saddened hearing about her parents but overall happy to see that we could rely on each other.

After that, I had lunch with the Shadows. Unfortunately, Uncle had to return to the church as something important had come up.

It must be because of the recent increase in strays. The church was stressed out. I could also see Belial's peerage working their butt off through my familiars.

I didn't stay long in the house after that. I played a bit with Irina then left for home. But I made a promise to her to go to the Amusement park together with her on the next holiday.

But Amusement parks don't allow lone children to roam around the park. So it was decided that Aunt would accompany us. Along with Lavinia, the four of us will go.

When I reached home, I saw Lavinia deep in her thoughts while holding the notes on magic. She's working very hard but I need to make sure she's eaten her lunch as sometimes she could get so immersed in her studies that she forgets about food.

"Rey-chan~.Have you eaten lunch?"

She looked up at me surprised.

"Oh!Ko-kun!When did you arrive?"

"Just now. Have you eaten?"

"Hmm," she nods her head cutely.

"I had lunch in Asagi-chan's house."

"Good" I had also left food in the fridge. Doesn't matter...

I didn't disturb her any further. I along with Hawks headed to the dungeon.

We are searching for the boss monster. So we don't want to waste our time dealing with the normal slime.

But there are hundreds of slime in this place. Even though we have killed so many so far. They always get replenished every time.

So we start moving with some big AOE skills active. Hawks activates Wind Hurricane which creates a tornado of wind. He fires off in directions the slimes are concentrated in, killing many in the aftermath.

I do something similar. I activate Senbonzakura which creates dark black sakura petals. They look like they are on fire. It would be a mesmerizing scene if not for getting scorched to death whenever a single petal touches the slimes. Even a single petal is deadly. It can kill a Low Class(high) being in a few moments with a single petal.

My strength has reached the peak of the Low-Class power level. So along with my cursed flames, it's a natural thing to happen. Vritra was very impressed by this skill. It not only has strength but also aesthetic value. It would bring a 'beautiful' death to my foes.

We searched the entire forest for an hour. I have become significantly faster than the first time came here. So it isn't hard to go over this place in a short time.

Not finding anything I went to the huge river on the side of the forest. This is where I met the first Water Elemental Slime and almost died. I along with Hawks dive into the water. There was a water bubble around me with oxygen supplied from the air. Even without it, I could probably stay a long time inside the water without breathing.

Deep in the water, there weren't any kind of aquatic creatures or any fungus or viridity for that matter. It was a completely clean river. So the view was amazing.

But I could see some normal slimes in the water along with some almost transparent blue slimes. I guessed they were water elemental slimes.

Because they are deep underwater they almost looked transparent blending in with the surroundings. If one didn't possess exceptional eyes they could have missed them. After increasing my strength I have found all my senses to be more sharp and sensitive to things with mana.

I could see as many as 20-25 of them. We were lucky that all of them weren't grouped. Many remained alone far away from the smaller groups of two or three.

Hawks started using wind slashes that have a larger volume than simple wind bullets. They hit two of the slimes. When they noticed they also started attacking using water canons or water balls.

Both of us activated our Whirlwind Shield to safeguard us from the attacks. All of their attacks were meaningless. The attacks would just slide off from the course because of our shields. It seems the skill is working wonders but it would be bad if they all attacked together as it cannot fend off stronger attacks.

I also attack them using an ice lance. After a few minutes of battle, we hadn't killed them, just exhausted them so that I could tame them.

I started the taming ritual and it was a success. I got three new families. After that, we kept targeting the smaller groups that were around us before going after the single ones. After exhausting them I would just use taming.

This kept repeating until there were no rare slimes. It took us about roughly two hours to get them all. After that, we ventured inside the river to find anything suspicious but unfortunately, we couldn't find any clue about the boss.

So we came back home. But could see a worried Lavinia inside my room. I forgot to tell her it would be late. After she saw us she hugged both Hawks and me before getting all pouty and angry saying I should have informed her even if she was busy. I had to appease her with some cherry pies.

After having an unhealthy dinner buffet of sweets we went to our room to sleep. Lavinia was still hugging me. It isn't bad hugging a cute girl to sleep.

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Chapter 19: 19.Meeting a Disgusting Stray

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Kouske's POV
In the morning I took Lavinia with me to train with the Azusawas. They were surprised but not shocked. They welcomed her to train.

Currently, Aunt Arene is charging at me with her sword. Her swordsmanship is exquisite, nothing crude like mine. I'm trying to improve my swordsmanship.

She delivers a strike towards my left shoulder but I deflect it downwards using my sword. It was a hard blow even though I only deflected it.

My bearing falters for a second. Aunt took advantage of it as she charged right in, delivering a low kick to my abdomen. I fly back a little but quickly stabilize.

When I saw ahead she was already in front of me in a slashing motion with her swords. I use my sword to block the attack but the pressure is immense. Cracks form under my feet.

My hands almost slipped my sword. I grit my teeth as I hold onto the sword tightly. I kick back the ground to leap back behind. I fall and roll on the ground.

I stand up and charge towards Aunty. I strike her from different directions but she parries all of them quite easily.

When I was busy trying to slash her, a vine came out of the ground behind me and shackled my lower body, stopping me from moving any further.

When I was startled by the act, Aunty launched a big punch on my chin, knocking me out.

When I came to, I was lying down on my back. What surprised me was that I could feel something soft under my head.

Looking up I saw Asagi looking worried and tenderly stroking my hair. When she saw me awake, her face became as red as a tomato. She flung me over from her lap and hurriedly ran away to her mother.

"If you are awake, get back to training!Idiot!" she shouted without looking back

I could see Lavinia attacking Uncle with many ice spears but he would just destroy them with his bare hands. Touki sure is convenient.

Their fight goes on like that until Lavinia's mana is exhausted. During this time uncle never attacked Lavinia.

After that, we continued to train until it was almost time for school to start. So we went back home to get ready. Then we went to school together.

The school was over with nothing special happening. Momo was still too embarrassed to talk to me. Well, she will come tomorrow for the lesson. So it will be okay.
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I was doing some shopping alone when I smelled blood. It was coming from a house in the shopping district.

When I was in front of the house I could sense remnants of devil magic in the air. It could be a stray's hideout. But unlike the others who hide in abandoned buildings, this one is hiding in plain sight.

I bring out my sword and teleport inside the house. I was in the dining area. Then I went towards the room where the bloody smell was coming from.

It was coming from the basement area. Without a keen sense of smell, a normal person might not find anything strange as all the rooms were neatly cleaned.

I went down to the basement. As I unlock the door, a deep smell of wrought iron strikes my nasal receptors. I see a scene of gore in there.

There was blood splattered all over the place. I found a body half eaten from different places as if it were done by a carnivorous wild animal.

Eyes, hearts, and livers were plucked out. Must have been eaten alive as there were signs of struggle. It looked like this person tried to escape as there were trails of blood leading towards the door to the outside.

I was momentarily frozen by this scene. I had never seen something like this before. I felt nauseous and started vomiting on the side.

Looking at the scene where a life was lost so easily and brutally I was shocked.Even though I knew from the anime, that seeing things live is a different experience.

The devils have truly created a devious thing. All the strays are supposed to be like them preying upon innocent lives matter what or how they were in their earlier lives. Even if they were normal and kind people before resurrecting as devils and then being subjected to severe mistreatment, after becoming a stray they all become a bloodthirsty monster.

It took some time to get my bearings back.

"That's how it is, kid. Because of Beelzebub's failsafe system, those who betray their masters become strays. You don't need to pity or worry about them. In the supernatural this kind of scene is pretty normal." said Vritra.

[Stay strong Kouske!] said Clarice in a meek voice.

"Look over there. There seem to be people tied to a chair in the corner " Vrita said.

Only now did I notice them. Two people were tied there. An adult and a child. They looked like a mother and her daughter. So the other person must be the father. When I inspected them closely they were simply unconscious. Slightly hurt but nothing too serious.

I started unlocking their binds. But then Clarice warned me.

[Behind you!]

When I looked back I saw a monster with the upper body of a mouse and the lower half of a kangaroo. It was coming at me with its sharp nails in a striking motion and its mouth wide open showing its teeth.

It only had the power of a low-class (low) devil. So blocking it wasn't an issue. I blocked it using my hand and twisted it's hand. As its hand broke with a loud cracking noise.

It screamed out in pain. Then I proceeded to break and tear off its other limbs one by one. It was like it encountered its worst nightmare. It had a horrified face with tears and snot coming out.

Suddenly I stopped and used the Memory Alteration skill to look into its past. Thankfully I found out that it was one of those greedy humans who would do anything for power. It went drunk on its newfound power and killed its master. After that, he would go around torturing humans as painfully as possible before eating them alive.

I kept breaking its other bones. Then I tore off its eyes and tongue before setting it on fire as it burned to death.

I then made a summoning circle for the Belials with Vritra's help. After I saw it lit up, I teleported out of the house to my home. The overseer could take care of the aftermath herself. I just thought to myself before leaving that humans are so vulnerable in this world.

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Chapter 20: 20.Shopping with Lavinia

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Kouske's POV
It's been a few days since that incident. I was shopping in the mall with Lavinia.

She wanted to check out the local supermall. So we came right after school.

It's pretty unusual for two kids roaming the market area alone in school dresses like this. So we are getting a lot of stares. We don't pay attention to them

I took Lavinia to one of the expensive clothing shops. The doorman opened the door for us but when he saw that were both alone he tried to make us leave saying things like this isn't a playground. He was being quite impolite.

Well, nothing a little bit of hypnosis can not fix. He was overly polite with us after that and showed us their best dresses. Dresses of various colors and patterns were brought for us to see.

Lavinia was going through them with an excited glint in her eyes.

"Ko-kun!Which one do you think I should try?"

There were a few that caught my eye. Among them, a blue dress with icy patterns looked the best. It looked like it was sparkling.

"How about this one?" I said while handing Lavinia that dress.

"Okay! I will be back in a minute.", a female clerk showed her to the dressing room. After a few minutes, she came out looking like an ice princess while wearing that blue dress.

It seemed like she was shining though the smile on her face was more shining. The other customers were also complimenting her after seeing such a cute little girl dress up like that.

" You look amazing, Rey-chan~!" her smile widened.

"Hehe"

After that, she tried out a few other dresses. She looked equally beautiful in all of those dresses. We bought them all. I paid with the card.

After buying those clothes we went to look for a restaurant. All the while I was carrying many bags.

It looked ridiculous as people saw a kid following along with a slightly older girl with many bags in his hand like what you would expect from an adult couple.

I saw some girlfriends shoving more bags in their boyfriends' hands while making them look toward us.

Lavinia didn't want to hold the bags saying something like men should be the ones to escort ladies and holing bags in these times all the while having a mischievous smile on her face.

I don't know where she learned this, most probably from Aunt Arene. I have come to understand that she could sometimes have a bad influence on others.

Well, Lavinia looked cute. So I decided to indulge her for today.

However, if I have to do this every single time I might one day just ditch her during her shopping spree.

After some time we found the restaurant area where we tried some sushi. I didn't like it much nor did Lavinia. I don't understand how people can eat raw fish.

After that, we ordered some ice cream to cleanse our palate. The ice cream was delicious and it did wonders.

We went to an accessory shop to buy some. I picked three pendants. They all had the same design of hearts with different colors. The blue one was for Lavinia, the golden one for Asagi, and the brown one for my lovely Irina-chan.

I thought I should gift them something as a souvenir. Lavinia was ecstatic after getting the pendent and I was quite happy seeing her beautiful smile.

After paying we went to the movies. Lavinia wanted to see some Japanese films. But the theatre was packed full of people as a new long-awaited film was being premiered. So Lavinia became a little sad.

Seeing her like that I shamelessly cut in line and bought two tickets for us with a little bit of persuasion. People don't need to know if there was anything magical involved or not.

When we were entering the hall I saw posters of the "Your Name" movie. So this was the movie they were anticipating. I remember seeing this. It was one of my favorite romance movies.

Even though it was an animation, Lavinia enjoyed the film very much. We had some popcorn and drinks inside.

The ending was very satisfying. It was evident with her bright smile.

After that, we headed back home while holding hands as it was already dusk. Lavinia was slightly leaning on me. The sun is setting. The road was quiet. We enjoyed our time together.

We dropped by the Azusawas. Asagi was playing games while wearing shorts and a t-shirt.

She came to us after seeing us by the door.

"Where did you two go today?"

"We went shopping as you can see," I said while lifting the bags a little.

"Oh," she looked a bit dissatisfied since we left her out.

Seeing that Lavinia hugged her while I said,
"We can all go together next time, Asagi"

"Hmph! Who wants to go with you?!"

"You don't want to go with us?" said Lavinia while looking a bit sad.

"N-no.It's not like I won't go!" said Asagi.

"Then you will come right?" I said.

"H-hmph!If you want, I can go with you guys" she said while looking away from us.

"Yay! It's a promise," yelled Lavinia in joy.

"I brought a gift for you Asagi!." I said while giving her the pendant. She looked happy looking at it.

"Are you that happy receiving a gift from me, Asagi-chan~??" I said while smirking a bit.

"Who would want gifts from you, idiot!"

"So you don't want it?" I said while stretching my hands to take it back.

"When did I ever say that? S-since you went out of your way to get this for me I will keep it," she said as she put it on her neck. A shame. I would have liked to put it on her to see her embarrassed.

I think I heard a soft 'Thank you' from her.

"We match now," said Lavinia while showing her own as she jumped to hug her.

Asagi also smiled a bit. After that, we decided to head back home.

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Chapter 21: 21.Inner Feelings.

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Momo's POV
I've been learning magic from Miyamura-kun for the last month. Thanks to him I'm finally making progress after a whole year of stagnating.

I would go to his house roughly three times a week and spend several hours learning magic from him.

At first, it was just us alone in the house but after a while Lavinia-san is present. But she normally doesn't disturb us when he's teaching me. She has a cheerful and loving personality.

I can sense that Lavinia-san is also a magician and her magic power is already higher than mine. She's supposedly Miyamura-kun's cousin.

She's extremely beautiful and kind with a cheerful personality. It's like she's on a different plane than us. She has this aura, like a fairy...

Miyamura-kun is always surrounded by beautiful and cute girls. It's evident what his future would be like. The girls would also become more and more charming as they age. I can tell.

I don't know when but at some point I found myself waiting for the day we would meet and spend hours alone together.

At first, it was for learning new magic. I was always eager to learn. But then it started changing to longing and just wanting to be with him.
Uhh...!

He always likes to tease me. But it's too much sometimes. It's like he's a natural at this. But it's not like I hate it. I pretty much enjoy this side of him even though in the end I always end up flushed red and running away to maintain the last bits of my ever-fleeting dignity.

He's just too much!

Then that happened.

He wanted to escort me to my house. I was surprised but it didn't mean I wasn't happy. It felt more reassuring when he was at my side.

You know this town isn't really all that safe as supernaturals are a thing in this world. But it oddly felt reassuring and comfortable whenever he was with me.


But the problem is what happened at the end.

His face was extremely close to my face.....


It looked like he wanted to kiss me...


I instinctively closed my eyes and leaned forward a bit. My heart was about to jump out. My face must have looked like a red tomato. It even felt like steam was coming out of my head.

Every moment was passing slowly. After what felt like hours, I finally felt his lips touching mine...my cheeks.

He was looking at me with an everlasting smile on his face. Before he went back, I heard him say, "Goodbye, Momo-chan."

He even used my first name. At that point, I felt like I might even pass out. With a steady gait, I reached my room. All the servants and my mom were worried, asking if I was sick since my face was red. I didn't talk much that night.

The scene of him coming closer to kiss me comes to mind. I can't get rid of it, no matter what

Then I remembered one of the servants, saying that she had kissed her lover. She was passionately describing her experience with the other young maids.

I couldn't help but hide and eavesdrop on their talks.

So do only lovers kiss each other on the lips? Does that make Miyamura-kun and I lovers?

But he kissed me on the cheeks. My parents and some female friends have kissed me on the cheeks several times but never has a boy done that. So what does that make us??

I couldn't sleep that night and I couldn't even look Miyamura-kun in the eye after that day. I would always remember that evening when I looked at him and my heart would start beating faster. But I just can't help but stare at him. So it's like an infinite loop of me just getting embarrassed.


I started avoiding direct talks with him. I didn't even attend our last scheduled session

While I was distracted by all my thoughts, someone called out to me.

"Mo....momo...MOMO!"

"Huh!? Yes?"

When I looked back I saw Sona standing behind me. I don't even know when she arrived.

"I've been trying to get your attention for the past ten minutes. But you didn't respond at all"

"Sorry, I was just busy thinking about something."

"You have been like that for the last few days. Are you fine? If you need help, you can always rely on me."

"No, it's nothing serious. I was just spacing out for a bit. Why don't start playing chess? You love the game, right?"

I tried to divert the question. Come to think of it, I haven't told Sona anything about Miyamura-kun. But I promised him not to. So even if she's my friend, I can't just break my promise.

"Hm"

We ended up playing for hours.
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Lavinia's POV
I've been living with Ko-Kun for a while. He's welcomed me as family. I found out a lot about him during this period. 

He's also an orphan like me. But unlike me who is crestfallen and heartbroken, he's very strong.

Even after his parents' death he didn't break down and kept moving forward on his own. He alone lives in this massive mansion without anyone's help. I don't think I could do the same.

He's very hard-working. He wakes up early to start training with the neighboring Youkai family. Yes, our neighbors are actual youkai.

Like from the fairy tales. But they do not eat humans or anything. On the contrary, they are very much like humans and are very helpful to us. They are even taking time from their busy schedule to help us train. Asagi-chan's cute and Aunt and Uncle are very caring.

There's also Momo-chan. She's a loveable girl. Always caring for others.

After spending the whole day being busy, Ko-kun would still use the nighttime to train in the dungeon.

I also wanted to go to the dungeon with him. Seeing and fighting real-life monsters is a whole new experience for someone who didn't know a thing about the supernatural at all.

I'm still very weak. So I have to up my training. But I can still see Hawk-chan and even speak to an actual ancient dragon. Hawks-chan is super cute. He also likes to cuddle with me. Vritra-san is like a mature and experienced lady, always teasing me and Ko-kun.

But she's serious when teaching me magic. I always learn new things from her. Magic is oddly fun. It's like brainstorming to solve some puzzles. The satisfaction when it's solved is undeniable. It's really..... magical.


For the first few nights, I was very scared. I didn't want to lose Ko-kun like my parents. So, every night I would hold onto him tightly before going to sleep.

It was oddly comforting and...addicting.My fear of losing him vanished little by little. But I didn't want to lose my comfort. So I still sleep together with him in his embrace. My sleeps are very deep and comfortable unlike before because of my doll.

My time in this household is very peaceful, to say the least.

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Chapter 22: 22.Momo-chan and Gifts.

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Kouske's POV
I'm in school right now. Momo has kept her distance since that incident.

She's trying to avoid me. She didn't even turn up for our session last time. I get that she's embarrassed and all.

But I'm not having any of it anymore!

So I waited for her to get alone in school. In breaks, she went to the toilets.

I waited for her in the hallway. Upon seeing me she wanted to turn around and run immediately.

So I classically kabedoned her. Placing both my hands on the wall I trapped her between me and the wall. Thus thoroughly cutting off her retreat.

She was flustered beyond reason. It even looked like she was hyperventilating with steam coming out of her head.

God! These girls always get too embarrassed!

Her face was looking down vertically towards the ground. I put my fingers on her chin and lifted her head to face me.

I move forward my face infinitely closer to her face. I see her closing her eyes and moving her face a bit forward.

She seemed.....expectant?

I could even hear her heartbeat.

"Hello, Momo-chan~"

"H-hello..." she squeaked out an answer but was she.....disappointed?

"You didn't come for the session last time"

"I....was a bit busy." she seemed lost to what to say. But after a bit of deliberation, she gave her answer.

"So you will be coming tomorrow?"

"Hmnn..." she made out an affirmative answer for me.

"Then see you tomorrow Momo-chan~. I have a present for you. Hope you will like it." I said with the everlasting smirk on my face.

I bought a pendent for her too. I went back to that store to get a similar silver pendant. It's not like I forgot about her, okay?!

"Hm," she looked surprised at my words but didn't say much.

"Goodbye, Momo-chan~. I will be seeing you tomorrow." I say as I bring my face close to her and blow some hot air on her ears.

*Yelp*

She let out a cute yelp. I went back to our classroom. But through the corners of my eyes, I could see her fall on the ground unceremoniously. She was hiding her face with her hands and shaking her head horizontally as if to deny something obvious.

The rest of the school day passed away unhindered. Momo was especially quiet throughout the class and I could see Asagi giving me the stink eyes seeing Momo like that.

She must be suspicious. Come to think of it, she doesn't know I(Vritra) teach her magic. I just shrugged it off though.
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I separated from Lavinia and Asagi after school. I made them go back ahead as I made my way to the park to meet my sweet Irina-chan.

I could see her playing football with the others. She was wearing an orange T-shirt and hot pants.

She looked cute with her tomboyish looks and she would look even cuter in the future. But thinking of the adult Irina, it could be said that she would look more sexy rather than just cute in similar outfits.

I could also see Hyodou in the background. For once, he's just playing like a normal kid. It's kinda weird seeing him act so.... normal?

"Irina-chan~!" I cheerfully called out to her.

"Kou-kun!" she jumped in to hug me like she normally does. I hugged her back.

With her always like this, I have little doubts that she might just jump to kiss me after our separation and reunion in high school.

I could see Hyodou giving us weird looks again. He must be confused seeing two boys(?) looking so lovey-dovey(?).

Well, nobody cares.

I brought Irina-chan away from the park. We were strolling down the streets hand in hand interlocked together.

I was buying her some street food. There's going to be a Hanabi Festival soon. So many street vendors are preparing early for the festival.

Many different stalls could be seen and everything around us is being decorated. I heard the park would also be decorated soon.

It would become a spot for everyone to enjoy the fireworks. I mean it's an open space, providing the perfect place to see the fireworks unhindered.

I bought Irina-chan some delicious takoyaki. She's eating them fast and in quite a rough way. It's very unladylike. But she still looks adorable.

Some sausages are hindering her beauty. So I wiped it off her face with a tissue. She looked a bit embarrassed but nothing over the top. Are they getting used to my teasings?

We walk around the various stalls. Mostly Irina-chan dragged me along with her. When it was almost time for sunset I decided to walk her home.

When we were in front of her house, I took out a brown colored pendant.

"What's that Kou-kun?"

"It's a present for you," I said as I handed her the pendant.

"It looks beautiful!" she said as she hugged me.

"Put it on me!" she said as she showed her back to me after returning the pendant.

I gently put it on her neck.

"How is it?" she asked as she gave a spin.

"You look beautiful, Irina-chan," I said seriously as she's always beautiful.

"Hehehe.....I will treasure it!" she said as she gave me one of her brightest smiles. She was holding it dearly.

We separated after that. I walked to my home.

I saw a car standing outside my house. When I was inside I saw Lavinia sitting opposite to a man in his late 20s while they were being served some tea by a similarly aged butler-looking man.

I mean, he must be an actual butler, judging by his dress. The other man was in a typical white suit people would normally wear for business meetings.

He was chatting with Lavinia but stopped after seeing me.

He stood up and came closer to me.

"Oh, hello Kouske-kun! I'm a long-time friend of your father's!"

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Chapter 23: 23. Tenjoin Ryuga

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Kouske's POV
"Oh.Hello, Kouske-kun! I'm a long-time friend of your father's!"

"My name is Tenjoin Ryuga. It's a pleasure to finally meet you"

I just stare at him for a while. I remember Kaito (the kid's dad) often saying that name. They were childhood friends or something. I think he's the one who's still keeping the Miyamura Group afloat.

"Yes, sir. It's a pleasure. Dad used to talk a lot about you"

"I see. Just call me uncle. Let's sit down. We can talk while having some tea."

"Sure"

As we sit down the butler serves me some tea.

"Here you go, Miyamura-sama."

This guy's strange. He has dark brown hair and an average face but what strikes anyone's interest about him is his eyes.

His eyes are almost shut together. A normal person would think he's walking while his eyes are shut together.

But for someone like me, I can see that his eyes are not completely closed. I can see his focused brown pupils staring at me.

"He's Kujo Kai. He's been my butler for a long time." Tenjoin-san introduced him to me.

Kujo-san gave me a polite bow.

Looking again at Tenjoin, he has ash-blonde hair and brown eyes with spectacles on them. He gives off the vibe of a stereotypical serious businessman.

"I was having a little chat with Lavinia-san here. I didn't know you had such a beautiful cousin." He said while giving me an inquiresive look.

"Hahaha...She's a very distant cousin of mine"

"Okay." then kinda looked grim and serious.

"I'm sorry for not being there for you all this time. After Kaito and Iselin's sudden death, I had to look after his company. So for the last few months, I've been busier than ever."

"It's okay uncle. I have been fine living by myself. I also have Lavinia with me."

"Hmm. But don't you need servants to maintain all this? Should I send some maids over?"

"That won't be necessary. I like my privacy."

"Hmm..." he looked to be in deep thought.

"So be it. Here are some documents regarding your father's company. It was with me for a while. You should keep it safe in the locker."

"OK," I said as I took over the documents. He also gave me a black card saying that I could use the money however I wanted. I wasn't polite and took the money as he said this was from my father's account.

"Well, Kouske-kun. Come visit my house to have dinner with us tomorrow. My family would love to meet you."

I give him a curious look as I thought he and his family live in Tokyo.

"Hahaha. I have just moved into this town. My house is just a few blocks away from yours. It's newly made. I just moved in. The workers are furnishing everything. So it's a bit messy today."

If it's a newly constructed house that's only a few blocks away, then I think I saw a big mansion being built over there.

From the kid's memories, I know it has probably been being built since last year. I guess these two friends wanted to live close to each other.

"Okay. I will come."

"Hm. Bring Lavinia-san too. You should meet my daughter. She's your age. I think the three of you can become good friends."

"Hm," Lavinia also nodded.

After that, we chatted for a while. Then they left in their car. The Miyamura and Tenjoin were partnered groups. If I remember correctly both of them are very big companies.

But I just can't help but feel I have seen them somewhere before. But I know for a fact the kid doesn't have any memories of seeing them. Well, maybe they met when the kid was still just a toddler?

I looked at the documents in my hand. They were legal documents about me being the legitimate heir of the Miyamura Group. But I will only inherit them when I'm an adult. During this time the temporary CEO will be Tenjoin. I put them in the safe with a new password.

After that Lavinia and I had some dinner. Then we went to sleep together.
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In the morning, I again wake up being embraced by a rather beautiful girl. Lavinia always looks mesmerizing in the morning even though she's so young.

Her skin is soft like butter. It's also as white as milk even though she doesn't use any kind of products. Maybe, a child's natural beauty?

"Hngg!...Is it already time to get up, Ko-kun?"

While I was mesmerized by her beauty, she woke up letting out a sweet moan. She still looked sleepy though.

"Yes. We need to get ready for morning training."

After that, we did our normal routine and went to school together.

Nothing interesting happened except Momo being even more absent-minded today. The teacher had to call out to her several times.

After school, I took Momo's hand as I pulled her towards my house. She looked surprised but didn't look reluctant.

Asagi was glaring at me though.

"Hmph!"

Then she would just turn her face around with a pout.

"Asagi-chaaan!" Lavinia hugged her while rubbing her face against Asagi's.

"W-what are you doing Lavinia-san?"

"Don't just suddenly hug me! Also, move your face. You are too close! "

"But, you just looked sooo cute Asagi-chan"

With their banter going on we reached our house. Asagi looked like she wanted to know what we would do.

I would have liked to invite her. But not today. She might get jealous seeing me giving Momo another one of those pendants.

So I bade my farewell to Asagi. The three of us entered the house. Then Lavinia returned to our room as she normally doesn't disturb us when I'm teaching Momo.

Then Momo and I were left alone in the room.

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Chapter 24: 24. Saki and Rin

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"Momo-chan~. How have you been?"

"F-fine."

"Have you practiced the magic I showed you before?"

"Hm."

"Then make a wind bullet with your magic."

"Aim for the target."

I positioned a target for her at a 15-foot distance. Her first aim was off; the magic bullet diffused before it could even reach the target.

I had her repeat the process until she could control her magic properly.

After around 20 minutes, her mana hit rock bottom, and we had to stop. She was huffing and puffing in exhaustion.

I handed her some water to drink.

Her body was drenched in sweat. I brought a wet towel and started wiping her body with it.

"H-hnng~!" she was startled and let out a funny voice, but I kept doing my thing. Hugging her and wiping her body slowly.

"You have worked hard, Momo-chan~. Have you studied the other magical circles?"

I came close to her ears and spoke softly.

"Hm." she nodded at my words.

After that, we reviewed whatever she had learned before, and I continued my teasing.

"Momo-chan, you really like magic, huh?"

"Hm."

"Thanks, Miyamura-kun, for helping me. Without your help, my progress would've been much slower," she replied with a bright smile.

We returned to talking normally after a while. She wasn't avoiding me anymore.

"You know, you can just call me Kouske. Don't you find it odd that you're the only one still calling me by my family name while I'm using your first name?"

"Or do you think we are still not close enough to call each other by our first names?" I said, making a sad face.

"NO! I-I mean I will also call you by your f-first name."

I kept staring at her.

"W-what?"

"Aren't you gonna say my name?" I said with a mischievous smile on my face.

After some time, she was still silently fidgeting.

"Well?"

"K-kouske.. " she said with an almost inaudible voice.

"What? I couldn't hear you. Say it louder."

"KOUSKE!" she shouted.

"What happened?" Lavinia came out to inquire about the shouting.

"Nothing, Rey-chan~. We were just practicing~."

"Hm~." she looked like she was pondering something. She looked cute with her finger on her chin.

"Then why is Momo-chan so red? Is she alright?"

Hearing that, Momo became even more flustered.

"She's fine. Just a bit under the weather."

"Okay. Make sure she reaches home safely."

"Don't worry, I will walk her home."

She left after that. Momo was still red in embarrassment.

I went behind her and put a silver-colored pendant on her beautiful neck.

"What's this?" she came back to her senses feeling something on her neck.

"It's a gift from me. I hope you like it."

"Hng. It's beautiful. Thank you, K-kouske-kun."

"You're more beautiful though, Momo-chan~."

"Let's go. I will walk you home."

"Hng."

After that, we walked in silence. At some point, I was holding her hands.

She didn't react much. Just kept walking. I guess it's good if she's becoming more used to me.

I bid her farewell in front of her house. Then I turned back to return home.

In the evening, someone came knocking on my door.

I opened my door to find two girls standing there. After meeting Ryuga Tenjoin and seeing these girls, I finally understood where I'd seen them.

The first one was a girl with golden eyes and light blonde hair that was lightly permed in the back and curled into spirals over her shoulders with two small buns on both sides of her head held by red ribbons.

She was Saki Tenjoin, daughter and heir to Ryuga Tenjoin.

The other one was a girl with brown hair that she tied in a ponytail with a blue scrunchie, with bangs hanging on either side. She had chest-length hair strands hanging on either side, brown eyes, and was often seen with an emotionless face, though she didn't have an emotionless face right now. Maybe it will be like that in the future.

She's Rin Kujo, daughter of Kai Kujo, the head butler of the Tenjoin household.

I was stunned for a while. Because they are from a different franchise than DxD, specifically from a franchise called 'To Love Ru'.

They are young, but one can still recognize them with their names and unique appearances.

Especially, Saki. She has a unique look that's hard to forget. But at the moment, both of them just looked like cute little girls.

"Hello. You must be Miyamura-san. I'm Saki Tenjoin. It's a pleasure to meet you," she said with an elegant bow.

"I'm Rin Kujo. Saki-sama's bodyguard. Nice to meet you, Miyamura-sama." Rin also introduced herself promptly.

"She's my friend," Saki added.

"Nice to meet you. As you know, I'm Kouske Miyamura. And Kujo-san, you can just address me informally. There's no need to add -sama."

"Okay, Miyamura-sama." she agreed but didn't change the way she called me.

"Who is it, Ko-kun?" Lavinia came out of our room.

After that, they introduced each other again.

"You all should come inside. I will serve you some tea."

"That's a great suggestion. But there's no need for such formality. How about we leave that for another day? Okaa-sama wanted to meet you soon." Saki replied.

"Okay. We will get back soon."

Lavinia and I went inside to change our clothes. Obviously, we changed in different places. For now...

Lavinia wore the blue dress I bought for her previously. She looked breathtaking in it.

I just wore a black shirt and black pants.

"Lavinia-san, you look so beautiful." Saki complimented Lavinia. Rin also looked awestruck by the older girl.

"Thank you. You also look beautiful in your dress." Lavinia replied.

"Hohohoho!" Saki let out her infamous stereotypical millionaire laugh. She seemed happy that someone complimented her.

"Saki-sama....." Though, Rin was sighing a little.

I just laughed at their interaction.

"Ko-kun! How do I look?"

"You always look beautiful, Rey-chan~. You girls also look beautiful."

"Hehehe." Lavinia was happy with the praise.

Saki started another one of her laughs, feeling proud of her beauty. Rin was a bit embarrassed.

After that, we all sat inside Saki's car as it drove us to her house.

Chapter 25: 25. Dinner at the Tenjoins.

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After about just 10 minutes we arrived in front of a luxurious mansion. It was a pure white mansion with seemingly two floors.

After getting out of the car Saki urged us to follow her.

"Welcome to my house. How is it?"

"Beautiful, right? As it is mine, after all. Hohoho!"

She broke into her stereotypical laughter without even listening to any responses.

Upon entering the large door we come across a large beautiful garden. Many different types of flowers were there, especially roses. There were red, white, and blue roses in the garden. Few gardeners were tending to them.

Lavinia seemed to like the roses very much. I should also plant some in front of my garden. Something to remember.

[I will make sure to remember that!]

'Haha. Thanks, Clarice.'

After crossing the garden we arrived in front of the main house. There were actually some smaller houses in the distance. Saki said it was for the servants.

A butler opened the door for us. Upon entering we found ourselves in a wide hallway. There was a golden chandelier on the ceiling. Different arts were displayed on the wall. The wall was painted white.

Two stairs were crisscrossing each other leading a path upstairs. I could see multiple servants in maid costumes going about their work.

Lavinia was awestruck seeing all this. She was whispering in my ears.

"Ko-kun! They are very rich! Look at all that expensive stuff!"

"Yeah, they have actual maids wearing maid costumes," I said absent-mindedly.

Lavinia looked at me for a while. Then she smirked.

"Do you want me to dress us in a maid costume~?"

I just gave her a look.

Then a woman who looked awfully similar to Saki but just older with black hair came to greet us. She had a kind smile on her face.

"Hello. Are you Kouske?"

"Ye-"

She suddenly jumped to hug me. Her boobs were breathtaking, literally. I couldn't breathe. After struggling for a while she let go of me.

I just huffed to take in fresh air. Even though I could probably last longer than normal humans without breathing, I have to appear to be normal.

"Sorry about that. It's just I saw you after so long that I just had to hug you," she said cutely.

"It's okay miss.."

"Fufu. I'm Sali Tenjoin, Saki's mother. You can just call me aunty. "

"Okay. I'm Kouske Miyamura."

"Hello. I'm Lavinia Reni."


"Oh! Such a cute girl. I heard about you from Ryu-chan." she says as she hugs Lavinia.

Lavinia also reciprocates kindly.

'Ryu-chan? And that guy?!'

"Come. Dinner's ready. We can talk after having a hearty meal."

Then, we were led to a big dining room. The table and chairs were decorated with many designs and ornaments. The plate and other utensils were colored gold. They were glittering in the lights.

I decided to ignore all this. It's better to not think about this. Otherwise, my state will be similar to Lavinia's who has her mouth wide open with her body being stiff.

We were led to our seats by some servants. Then, Ryuga came in with his butler.

"It's nice seeing you again, Kouske-kun. How do you like our house?"

"Hello. I just don't know how I should describe it." I said with a wry smile.

"Why? Is it lacking something?" Ryuga asked.

Seeing this Sali just sighed.

"Honey..Let's talk about this later. We should have dinner first."

"Hm."

Then, the butler asked some servants to bring in food. Different foods were brought in, mainly Italian and Japanese, ranging from normal to expensive ones.

"Kouske-chan, we didn't know what you would like. So we prepared a few different dishes." Sali-san said.

"No. I'm actually flattered by all this."

Lavinia also nodded at that.

"Rin-chan, you also sit down. Let's eat together." Sali said.

It looked like she wanted to refuse but Saki just pushed her onto the chair beside her.

After that, we hardly spoke anything. We were eating in silence as the maid was serving us.

Lavinia was quite happy being able to eat Italian again. Saki kept boasting about her family, saying this was made by one of the best chefs in Japan. Truthfully, the taste was great.

After dinner, we chatted for a while. I found out that 'my' mother, Iselin, and Sali-san were great friends. They were already friends back in college. She was saying that they met 'my' father and Ryuga while going on a blind date.

"Saki-chan, why don't you take them to show our house properly?"

"Okay, okaa-sama."

Then, Saki led us to different parts of their new house. Everything looked good. After a while, she led us to a big room all colored in pink.

"It looks so cute!" Lavinia exclaimed.

"Hohoho! This is my room. Of course, it would look great. But thanks for the compliment Lavinia-san." Saki smiled as she said that.

The room had many girly things like plushies, dolls, and flower patterns on different things.

Saki was showing Lavinia her different collections, like her dresses or ornaments. 'Why would they give so much jewelry to a kid?' thinking so I just sighed. Rich people and their antics.

Then, I glanced back at the figure that had been following us but kept quiet for a long time.

"Kujo-san, right?"

"Hmnn..."

"What was the thing about you being her guard?" I asked curiously even though I knew.

"My family has been in service of the Tenjoin for a long time. Even my father is a butler here. So I take my duty seriously, as I would also be in service of the Tenjoin in the future." she said with a straight face.

"Oh. Kai-san, right? You two have a lot of similarities."

"Hm."

"But Saki seems to consider you as a friend."

"Yes. She's a very kind person," she replied with a smile on her face.

Then, Saki and Lavinia came closer to us. Saki seems to want to dress up Lavinia in different clothes. So I waited outside. But I at least had the fortune of seeing her in different cute clothes

After what felt like hours it was time for us to go back. Sali-san and Ryuga-san came to see us off. They said that Saki and Rin will be starting school tomorrow in the same school as us, asking us to take care of them. We replied in the affirmative.

They wanted to drop us back home in their car but I refused saying it isn't far from here and we would like to enjoy the night breeze.
Saki and Rin also said their goodbyes. Kai-san stood there just slightly nodding at us.

Now, we were on our way back home. I was enjoying the moonlit night with Lavinia hand in hand.

"They are a fun bunch, huh? Ko-kun?" Lavinia asked.

"Hm. You had a lot of fun, right?"

"Hmnn. Saki-chan and Rin-chan are just lovable. Aunty was also nice." she replied with a smile.

"That's good. We will also see them in school. Let's get along well with them."

"Hmm..."

Chapter 26: 26. A wild Tenjoin in school and a distant dream

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Right now I'm in the school where a large commotion is taking place.

Saki and Rin transferred to my class. Well, the thing is she came in a Limo which caught the eyes of everyone. I mean, who brings in Limo to a children's school? Isn't that a bit over the top?

There were even some buffed-up bodyguards who came with her. Those bastards were holding several gift boxes.

Every student in the school was looking at them like hawks from their respective classroom windows. I mean, they surely stand out. She even came late when the classes had already begun.

The principal came running outside to see what all the commotion was about. Even he was stunned seeing that a little girl was the cause of all this.

People walking on the road were also curiously peeking inside. The principal first made the school guards disperse the crowd.

He walked to one of Saki's guards to ask what was going on. In doing so he found out she was one of the two children transferring in today. He didn't think it would cause so much pain just because he allowed a rich kid in. I mean, there are already many rich kids in this school.

He politely asked for the guards to stand outside the school. Those guards kept refusing. But when Saki asked them to, they obliged. He then asked Saki to not cause such a commotion next time.

After the guards left he found another girl standing behind them in their school's uniform. She had an awkward smile on her face. When he found out she was the other kid transferring in today, he asked a teacher to guide both of them to their respective classes. He could already feel the headache they were going to cause.

Suddenly, the guards started following them again. When he inquired they ensured that they would leave after delivering the gifts. He could only sigh. 'Why has she brought so many gifts with her?'

In Kouske's classroom.

"We have two new students joining us today. Make sure to get along with them."

"Please come in and introduce yourselves." the teacher said.

Then Saki and Rin along with the bodyguards entered the room. The teacher looked flabbergasted seeing the guards.

"Who are you guys?" the teacher asked.

"Please don't mind them. They will leave soon." Saki said. Then she proceeded with her introduction.

"Hello. My name is Saki Tenjoin. Nice to meet you all." Saki said as she bowed a little.

"I'm Rin Kujo." Rin did the same.

Then Saki started giving out gifts to everyone including the teacher.

"What's with the gift?" the teacher asked.

"Hohoho. It's my way of getting acquainted with everyone," she said.

She asked for the leftover gifts to be delivered to the other teachers as the guards left. Saki waved her hand seeing me and Rin just nodded towards me.

All the students were happy to receive new gifts. They started opening their gifts. However, the teacher asked everyone to sit down properly and wait for homeroom to finish so that they could open their gifts.

After homeroom was finished, the room was again filled with commotion. People started asking Saki and Rin about their families and stuff as they continued to open their respective gifts.

A circle was formed around Saki. Rin just replied that she comes from a normal family. Saki was polite but she still boasted about her family and heritage.

After school, we spoke a little with each other. Lavinia also chatted for a while. I introduced Asagi to them as my neighbor.

Then we went on our separate ways to home. Saki had invited us to go in her car but I refused saying walking would be better for us.

On our way, I spent some time with Irina. She was happily showing off her pendant. Seeing that Asagi brought out her pendant from somewhere and put it on her neck to show off to Irina. They were bantering like usual.

Lavinia was as cheerful as ever. She was also wearing her pendant. Seeing her not caring at all both of them felt like they lost somehow.

Issei and the other kids gathered around Lavinia to get to know her. Lavinia, like an innocent angel, spoke with even someone like Issei with a smile on her face.

After playing around for a while we decided to head back home as it was already getting dark.

After reaching home I started working on my summoning circle with Vritra. We(more like only she) were trying to boost its performance whenever we had time so that it could function like the devil's clan circle. Currently, it can only save up to 68% of someone's mana.

After working until late at night Lavinia and I had dinner together. She was also practicing her magic while I was working. She's progressing very fast.

That night when we went to bed I had a strange dream.

That night, as the embrace of darkness enveloped our world, I descended into a realm of dreams that defied the boundaries of reality. In the quiet solitude of slumber, I found myself abruptly transported to a haunting battlefield—a spectral theater of conflict where the very essence of the earth trembled beneath the weight of war.

The air was thick with the pungent scent of molten iron, a testament to the ferocity of the battle that unfolded above the vast expanse of a sea set ablaze. This infernal sea, once a tranquil expanse, now writhed with black flames, a malevolent dance that consumed everything in its path. The sinister flames bore the unmistakable mark of Vritra's presence, casting an eerie glow across the desolation below.

In this macabre spectacle, I witnessed the agonizing demise of beings that were neither wholly human nor purely otherworldly. Their anguished cries pierced the air as their forms, seemingly humane yet fundamentally different, succumbed to the relentless onslaught of the inferno. Auras, ethereal and divine, emanated from their beings, marking them as denizens of a realm beyond mortal comprehension.

But they were not the sole inhabitants of this nightmarish battleground. Serpentine dragons, majestic yet terrifying, soared through the tumultuous sky, engaged in a deadly dance of predation. Some descended upon the hapless creatures below, tearing into them with savage ferocity, while others became the hunted, their scales glistening in the ghastly illumination of the blackened sea.

The scene unfolded like a canvas of horror, a grotesque tapestry painted with strokes of chaos and destruction. The cacophony of death echoed relentlessly, a symphony of despair that reverberated through the very fabric of this surreal dreamscape.

As I surveyed the unfolding tragedy, I became acutely aware of a peculiar sensation—a dissociation from my corporeal form. It was not my body that traversed the battlefield; rather, it was the draconic form of Vritra, a colossal force of destruction moving with an inexorable purpose. Her scales glinted ominously in the hellish glow as she left a trail of devastation in her wake, indiscriminately claiming both friend and foe.

Abruptly, the heavens roared in defiance. Thunder, a tempestuous herald, reverberated across the celestial expanse. From the tumultuous sky descended a figure of divine countenance—a man with a buzz-cut hairstyle, adorned in greenish-brown hues, his eyes a mesmerizing lavender. A vermillion mark adorned his forehead, a symbol of his celestial station. Towering at a height of 6 feet 3 inches, he bore the weight of divine authority, clad in Buddha armor.

Instinctively, I recognized this imposing figure, the very embodiment of cosmic might and celestial sovereignty. He was none other than Indra, the king of gods and Lord of heaven in Hindu mythology. The atmosphere pulsated with the energy of storms and war, for he was also the Hindu god of war, storms, and rainfall.

As the dream unfolded, the boundaries between myth and reality blurred, and I stood witness to a celestial drama that transcended the confines of mortal understanding—a haunting vision etched in the canvas of night.

Chapter 27: 27. End of the distant dream.

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In the realm of my slumber, a surreal dreamscape unfolded—a grotesque theater of divine confrontation. The cosmic stage was set, and in the spotlight stood two formidable entities: Indra, the celestial king, and Vritra, the draconic force of destruction.

A smirk adorned Indra's countenance as he wielded his divine weapon, Vajra—an artifact pulsating with electrifying power. With a mere flick of Vajra, an electric charge surged through the air, extending its reach to the farthest horizons.

Vritra, consumed by madness, charged toward him with reckless abandon, her draconic form a tempest of fury. Yet, Indra met her onslaught with a scoff, blocking her frenzied attempt to bite him with his bare hands. With an effortless display of physical strength, he flung the dragon king across the sea, a testament to his supremacy.

Undeterred by her injuries, Vritra unleashed her cursed black flames—a malevolent dance that threatened both body and soul. Indra, recognizing the peril, deftly dodged the ethereal flames, aware that the curse within held the potential to afflict even a deity of his stature.

Vritra, undeterred, unleashed a barrage of arcane techniques—absorption line, shadow prison, and delete field—a desperate attempt to subdue and imprison the godly adversary. The air crackled with the clash of their powers as Vritra sought to drain Indra's vast energy for her own regeneration.

Yet, Indra, the embodiment of celestial might, shattered the shadow prison, breaking free from the draconic restraints. With unparalleled speed, he lunged at Vritra, his fist connecting with her form, leaving a jagged cut on the right side of her mouth.

In retaliation, Vritra unleashed a torrent of cursed flames. Indra, attempting to evade, found his left arm ensnared in the infernal blaze. Despite the searing pain, he retaliated, electrocuting Vritra with Vajra. The acrid scent of burning flesh permeated the air as part of her draconic form succumbed to the divine lightning.

He tried to take distance but Vriitra wrapped him with her tail and brought her close to her mouth to bite off his head or limbs.

But Indra used his divine weapon and electrocuted her. As the lightning flashed, part of her flesh had charred off and was falling from her body. There was a strong scent of leather being tanned over a flame in the air.

Vritra quickly regained her balance. She again struck absorption line on his body and started draining him to heal. She also used black blaze flare to burn him. But every time he would barely dodge, leaving only a few scratches.

But the others on the battlefield couldn't dodge her flames. Many had already flown out of their range when the fight started but some were unlucky enough to not make it. They were burned to death, friends and foes alike.

The fight went on for a while. But it was clear for anyone to see that Vritra was on the losing side. Soon Vritra was heavily wounded. On the other hand, Indra had only a few burn marks on his body along with a fully burnt left hand.

In a climactic moment, Indra started gathering a huge amount of his divine aura on Vajra. After charging it for a while he blasted a huge bolt of lightning towards Vritra which would surely end her life. Before dying, she saw with great pain as Indra started indiscriminately killing off the other dragons on the battlefield with his bolts of lightning and godly aura, leaving only the gods alive.

Then everything turned black for her.

Suddenly, I jolted awake, drenched in sweat, my breaths erratic. The surreal nightmare lingered in my consciousness, a vivid experience of impending demise, seared into my waking thoughts.

Lavinia, attuned to my distress, awoke beside me, concern etched across her features.

[Kouske! Breathe slowly!] said Clarice.

"Ko-kun! What happened? Are you okay??" Lavinia inquired.

"Don't worry kid. It was just a dream."

"You didn't die. So try to relax and breathe slowly." Vritra said.

'But it felt so real. I felt like I was dying. Was that how you died?'

"Hmm. You saw something embarrassing. That bastard was just toying with me from the start!" Vritra replied angrily.

At this point, Lavinia got up from the bed and brought some water for him to drink.

"Are you okay? Should I call an ambulance? " Lavinia asked anxiously with fear on her face.

"There's no need to. I'm fine. Just had a bad dream. That's all." Kouske replied.

"Are you sure you are fine?" she still inquired.

"Don't worry child. He's fine. I can guarantee it." Vritra spoke from the wings.

Hearing Vritra Lavinia relaxed a little bit.

"I've strong natural regeneration, you know. So you don't have to worry so much. But if you were ever to get hurt use the potions we keep. They would be much more helpful than the doctors or the hospitals." Kouske reminded her.

"Oh, right! I actually forgot about them as we don't need to use them much." Lavinia replied.

It was still early in the morning. So after a while, they went back to sleep. Lavinia was hugging him very tightly in her sleep.

"Do you remember me using my powers?" Vritra asked.

"Nn. They were all more powerful and natural than ever."

"Yes. Remember that feeling. It will help you advance in your power."

"Nn."
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In the morning, Lavinia was still worried. So she made him skip training and school.

He spent his time remembering his time in Vritra's body as he manipulated blaze black flares.

It felt more natural to him than before. The fire's intensity also increased.

Asagi naturally came to inquire why he didn't come to practice. He just replied he was taking a break.

"Are you fine? Are you ill or something?" Asagi asked worried.

"Asagi-chan~. Are you worried about me?" Kouske asked with a smirk.

Asagi became embarrassed as she refuted him immediately.

"Hmph! Who would be worried for a bastard like you?! Seeing as you can continue to act like an insufferable bastard like this, you must be fine." Asagi replied with a pout.

But then again she asked the same question.

"Are you really okay? Should I ask Papa to look for a doctor, just in case..?"

"Hahaha. Don't worry I'm as fine as I could ever be. You know I have a strong regeneration." Kouske replied with a smile on his face.

"Nn. Take care. Don't make too much trouble for Lavinia-san." she said as she alone went on her way to school.

Lavinia also didn't want to go to school so as to not leave him alone. Even though he said he was fine Lavinia didn't yield. He was genuinely happy for Lavinia's care for him. But he immediately got worried when she entered the kitchen.

"I was just heating the leftover food from last night!" she pouted as she found out about it.

"Hahaha." he could only smile wryly at that.

 

Chapter 28

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

28. Claria Belial Part 1

 

 

Kouske's POV

Due to Lavinia's insistence, I spent the entire morning and noon resting. It wasn't until the afternoon that she finally allowed me to venture outside.

I decided to meet Irina in the park. After spending some quality time alone with her, I made my way back home. However, after taking just a few steps, my attention was arrested by an approaching injured stray devil.

In recent times, the frequency of strays converging in this town has notably increased. As I observed through my familiars, Claria, and her peerage were deeply embroiled in a fierce battle with a Cluster – a term reserved for strays that unite to form a group for survival. The rarity of such clusters made them formidable opponents, often cunning and capable of enduring for years. This encounter signaled a significant threat.

The Belial peerage, led by Claria, appeared to be on the losing side, facing imminent danger. The stakes were high, and the possibility of casualties among her peerage members loomed.

A stray morphed into a Rhinoceros caught my attention as it rushed towards me, bearing visible injuries—its left arm and one eye missing, boasting middle-class devil prowess. It was a clear indication of the increasing challenges posed by strays.

I decided to test my current control over Black Blaze Flare, creating multiple swords and spears with precision and compression. The Rhinoceros, initially nervous, charged toward me, underestimating a seemingly weak human child.

To his misfortune, a single spear made of cursed flames proved lethal, reducing him to ashes. As the stray perished, his thoughts seemed to dwell on a time when he served as a simple priest, a poignant reminder of the consequences of forsaking one's humanity for power, forsaking God.

Contemplating whether to intervene further, I weighed the options. Claria and her peerage were still in dire straits, contending with five remaining strays.

Considering the escalating number of strays, assisting them seemed more pragmatic, sparing me the inevitable hassle of dealing with the aftermath. Transforming into Akatsuki, I adorned a slime body suit purchased from the Shop and unfurled my wings, soaring towards the northern river.

From the aerial vantage point, I witnessed a silver-haired girl with tanned skin engaged in a fierce battle against two cat-faced strays, wielding her sword with exquisite technique. Despite her prowess, the cat-faced strays proved formidable adversaries, their coordinated attacks leaving her bloodied and pushed back.

Observing Claria Belial holding her ground against a peak high-class stray, I sensed a deadlock. Spells were cast and neutralized with her bloodline magic, creating a tense standoff. Yet, behind her, two peerage members lay bleeding, adding an element of urgency to the situation.

Further away, three other members of Claria's peerage confronted two additional strays—one resembling an ox, the other a snake. The odds were against them, with a bishop attempting to halt their movements with ice spells, but struggling against the relentless assault.

Kouske maintained a vigilant watch from the sky.

Omniscient POV

<<Senbonzakura>>

Suddenly, black sakura petals cascaded from the heavens, a bewitching display. Yet, these were no ordinary dead petals; they were ablaze with fiery black intensity.

A momentary spell enveloped everyone, their attention arrested by the surreal beauty of the scene on this moonlit night. However, the enchantment was short-lived, disrupted when the petals made contact with a stray devil's skin, setting their entire bodies ablaze.

Screams filled the air as the strays futilely tried to extinguish the flames consuming them. Panic ensued as everyone scrambled to distance themselves from the infernal petals, which, seemingly guided by an unseen force, encircled only the strays.

While the strays grappled with the fiery onslaught, a figure draped in all-encompassing black materialized behind Claria, where her wounded peerage members lay.

Injured and alarmed, Claria attempted to create distance between the mysterious figure and her precious peerage. However, her injuries hindered her escape.

Observing the figure attempting to administer some kind of liquid to her two injured comrades, Claria's panic intensified.

"Stop! What are you doing to them?!" she yelled at the top of her lungs, her voice echoing through the chaos.

"Relax. I'm only trying to heal them. Otherwise, they might not survive," a calm and composed male voice emanated from the robed figure, adding an intriguing layer of mystery to the unfolding events.

 

 

 

29. Claria Belial Part 2

 

 

 

Omniscient POV

"How can I trust you?" she questioned, her voice laden with uncertainty.

"You don't really have a choice. If I don't assist them, they're likely to meet their demise. And you're hardly in a position to engage in idle conversation," he remarked, his tone firm, signaling for her to look behind.

Upon turning, she witnessed her peerage members fiercely engaged with the strays, exploiting the distraction. The battleground was chaotic, the clash of magical forces creating a symphony of chaos and desperation. Yet, it was evident that this temporary advantage wouldn't endure.

After a moment of tense contemplation, she chose to place her trust in the mysterious man and joined the battle alongside her peerage. The air crackled with energy as spells were cast, blades clashed, and the line between life and death blurred in the furious melee.

Observing this, the robed man calmly approached the two injured devils. From a small vial, he poured a liquid into their mouths. Moments earlier, they were on the brink of death, their bodies battered and broken. Now, a miraculous transformation took place. They stood restored to full health, fatigue evaporating from both mind and body. Gratefully, they bowed to their benefactor, a glimmer of hope returning to their eyes.

"Thank you very much. My sister and I will ensure to repay this favor," expressed the older gentleman with green hair, sincerity lacing his words.

"U-umm. T-thanks," stammered the younger girl with matching-colored hair, her voice a mix of gratitude and timidity.

With a nod, they swiftly returned to the fray, the brother brandishing an ax against an ox-faced stray, while his sister cast numerous wind spells, creating a dance of magic amidst the chaos.

Kouske, too, found his place in the battlefield, aiding the girl confronting the cat-faced strays. Drawing his sword, he slashed one of the already injured cats, causing it to writhe in pain due to its cursed nature. A sizable wound opened on his back, and, distracted, he failed to intercept the incoming attacks. The girl seized the opportunity, inflicting deep slashes on his body.

Suddenly, black flames materialized beside him. Wide-eyed, he watched as a pillar of the same black flames engulfed him entirely. Attempts to call out to his elder twin proved futile.

"Brother!" cried the elder twin, a desperate plea in his voice.

After the flames subsided, only ashes remained. Consumed by grief, the surviving twin, with bloodshot eyes, focused on the person who had killed his brother. A mixture of sorrow and rage painted his expression.

"Aaaaa!"

He lunged toward Kouske, claws coated in magic, intent on ending the life of his brother's killer with a single, lethal strike. Yet, before he reached his target, a sword pierced his heart, wielded by the girl he previously chose to ignore.

Witnessing his brother's demise, the surviving twin, in his final moments, recalled the peaceful times they shared in childhood before their capture by their king. Regret and sorrow intertwined as his consciousness faded away.

Meanwhile, Kouske infused his pitch-black sword with copious amounts of mana, its color darkening further. After charging, he aimed at the injured peak high-class stray that Claria faced, releasing a large slash made of darkness that bisected the injured creature. Claria watched in astonishment, a mix of surprise and admiration in her eyes.

The other two strays met swift ends as well. Amid expressions of joy and relief from Claria's peerage, attention turned to the unidentified stranger. There was a palpable sense of gratitude in the air, a debt that they couldn't fully comprehend.

"I thank you from the bottom of my heart for your help. Without you, Mark and Maria would have perished," Claria expressed, bowing slightly, a genuine sense of gratitude in her voice.

Mark and Maria also conveyed their gratitude, their eyes reflecting the profound impact of the stranger's intervention on their fate.

"It's alright. I was just passing by," the stranger replied with a mysterious smile, his eyes holding secrets that begged no further inquiry.

"I will definitely repay you if it's within my power. But who are you?" Claria inquired, her curiosity piqued.

"You can just call me Akatsuki," he replied before teleporting away, leaving behind a lingering sense of enigma.

"Wai-" Claria attempted to halt him, but he had already vanished into air, leaving her with unanswered questions.

Despite the mysterious departure, she couldn't shake the feeling that his magic circle was familiar but couldn't pinpoint where she had seen it. A puzzle she vowed to unravel in due time.

Regardless, she felt grateful to see her entire peerage alive. Even for a moment, she had given up hope. Without Akatsuki, things might not have ended on such a positive note, perhaps even resulting in her own demise.

As she surveyed the battlefield and the fallen, she couldn't ignore the recent surge in stray numbers. Encountering a powerful Cluster, especially one composed of high-class and mid-class strays, was unfortunate. She knew she had to report this to her family and the Maous, a responsibility that weighed heavily on her shoulders.

Sighing at the impending paperwork, she decided to let loose for the moment and celebrate with her peerage. Amid the cheers and camaraderie, the battlefield transformed into a temporary haven of relief and triumph.

Kouske's POV

I teleported to my house right in front of Lavinia. She jumped at me, eager to hug me, her eyes reflecting concern and relief.

"Ko-kun! You are late!" she exclaimed, puffing her cheeks, looking adorable in her worry.

"Sorry, Rey-chan~. I had to take a detour," I explained, recounting the encounter with the Cluster and Belial's peerage, painting a vivid picture of the intense battle.

Given the escalating stray numbers in Kuoh, it was essential for her to be informed. Devilish machinations were affecting more lives, and the gravity of the situation lingered in the air.

"Are you okay?!" Lavinia asked, her worry evident in every word.

She proceeded to check my body for injuries, her touch a mixture of gentle concern and affection. I chuckled at her thoroughness.

"I'm completely fine. I'm immortal, you know. But thanks for worrying, Rey-chan~," I reassured her, embracing her, the warmth of the moment grounding me.

"Nn."

That night, after a brief discussion, we went straight to bed. Mentally exhausted, I welcomed the respite, finding solace in the quiet moments shared with Lavinia. The weight of the battles, mental, lingered in the air, but for now, the sanctuary of sleep provided a temporary escape from the challenges that awaited in the waking world.

 

 

 

 

30. Serafall Leviathan

 

 

 

 

Omniscient POV

Underworld, Lilith

In the heart of the underworld, where the shadows whispered ancient secrets, Claria Belial, a devil from the noble house of Belial, found herself grappling with a rising threat. The devil hierarchy was structured like a grand chessboard, where pieces were used to reincarnate other species into devils, serving as both servants and members of the peerage. Claria, along with her own peerage, had recently faced a formidable Cluster of stray devils—two high-class and four mid-class stray devils. The classes denoted their prowess, and the encounter had left Claria deeply worried about the surge of strays in her town.


Unable to ignore the gravity of the situation, Claria made her way to Lilith, the bustling capital of the underworld. There, she sought an audience with one of the four Maous, Serafall Leviathan.


Serafall: (musing) "So-tan... I hope she's safe. I haven't seen her in a while. Work keeps me tied up, and I miss her adorable presence. She used to be so enthusiastic about becoming a magical girl. Is she eating well?"

Amidst Serafall's musings, a knock echoed through the office, and after granting permission, the grand doors to her office swung open, revealing Claria Belial in her elegant devil attire. The report typically meant for Serzechs Lucifer, responsible for internal affairs, was delivered personally by Claria to Serafall, highlighting the familiarity between the two. 


 Serafall, adorned in a magical girl costume, looked up from her desk, a bright smile on her face as she exclaimed, "Claria-chan! What brings you to Lilith today?"


Claria bowed respectfully. "Serafall-sama, I bring troubling news. My peerage and I were attacked by a formidable cluster of strays yesterday. Two high-class and four mid-class devils. It was a fierce battle, and their numbers are increasing. I thought it best to report to you immediately."


Serafall's playful demeanor instantly shifted to one of concern. Serafall: (leaning forward) "Oh my! That sounds serious, Claria-chan. Please, tell me everything in detail."


Claria: (nervously) "It was a coordinated attack, My Lady. The two high-class devils seemed to be leading the Cluster, and they fought with a level of skill that we hadn't encountered before. It's as if they had a strategy, a plan that goes beyond typical devil skirmishes."


Serafall's expression tightened as she absorbed the gravity of the situation. Serafall, usually cheerful, grew serious as she delved into the details of the recent strife in Claria's territory. Her mind, however, occasionally drifted to thoughts of Sona, her beloved younger sister.


Claria recounted the events of the recent attack, describing the strength and tactics of the stray devils. Serafall listened attentively. As Claria finished her report, Serafall sighed, her concern deepening.


"It's disheartening to hear about the rise of strays in your town. We can't let such disruptions continue," Serafall said, tapping her fingers on her desk. "We'll need to address this issue promptly. I'll discuss it with the other Maous and see what measures we can take. We can't afford to underestimate the rise of these strays."


Serafall thinks about the main cause of all of this and sighs. Something that was created to help the devils repopulate has also started showing its adverse effects on both the devils and other factions.


It has become increasingly more difficult to foster a good relationship with other factions. She knows first hand as she's in charge of foreign affairs. Only if the devils were smart enough to treat their servants better!

And those arrogant and ignorant brats, always cause trouble for her. If only she could just abandon them and let them suffer. But because of her position, she can't.

Claria nodded, grateful for Serafall's attention to the matter. "Thank you, Serafall-sama. I trust your judgment."


Serafall's eyes sparkled as she stood up from her desk, her magical girl costume shimmering in the dim light of the office. "Don't worry, Claria-chan! We'll get everything sorted out."


Then Serafall started expressing concern about her younger sister, Sona Sitri. Serafall's overprotective nature and fondness for her sister were evident as she recounted Sona's recent disinterest in magical girls, a stark contrast to her earlier aspiration to become one just like her Onee-sama.


Serafall's face fell, and she sighed dramatically. "Oh no, my little So-tan is growing up so fast! I remember when she used to adore magical girls. I hope she's not completely against them now."


Claria offered a reassuring smile. "I'm sure it's just a phase, Serafall-sama. She still loves and respects you a lot."


The magical girl Maou perked up a bit, her enthusiasm returning. "You think so? Well, I'll just have to work harder to win back her affection. Maybe I'll surprise her with a new magical girl transformation. That always cheers her up!"


As Serafall fantasized about her next magical girl transformation, Claria chuckled at Serafall's maternal concern for her younger sister.


Returning to the matter at hand, Serafall continued to discuss the strategic implications of the recent attack with Claria. Meanwhile, in another part of the capital, Diehauser Belial, the current rating game champion and Claria's older cousin, was making his way to meet Maou Leviathan.


There was a knock on the door. With a cheerful "Come in!" from Serafall, the door opened, revealing Diehauser Belial, the current rating game champion and Claria's older cousin. His tall, imposing figure entered the room, and Claria, recognizing her cousin, greeted him with a mixture of relief and joy. 
Diehauser bowed respectfully to Serafall. "Maou Serafall, I hope I'm not interrupting anything important. I just wanted to discuss a few matters regarding my upcoming match in the capital."


Serafall smiled, saying instantly. "Diehauser-kun! No need for formalities. You know you're always welcome here. Claria-chan was just updating me on some concerning developments in her territory."


Diehauser's eyes flickered with interest. "Oh? I hope everything is alright, Claria. If you need any assistance, don't hesitate to ask. Family comes first."


Claria nodded appreciatively. "Thank you, Nii-sama. Your offer is reassuring. I'm sure we'll handle the situation, but your support is invaluable."


Serafall, couldn't resist adding, "Speaking of support, Diehauser-kun, have you met my adorable So-tan? She's been a bit distant lately, but I'm sure a champion like you could brighten her day."


Diehauser chuckled. "I'd be honored to meet her, Serafall-sama. I'll make sure to visit the Sitri estate after my match. Now, if you'll excuse me, I won't take any more of your time. Claria, good luck with the situation in your territory. Meet father and mother before going back. They wanted to talk to you."


Diehauser left after having an important discussion with Serafall about his upcoming Rating Game.


Serafall said once again. "If you ever need help, don't hesitate to ask!"


With a final bow, Claria took her leave, leaving Serafall to contemplate both the challenges in the underworld and the mysterious twists of her little sister's preferences. As the door closed behind Claria, Serafall couldn't help but hum a magical girl tune, determined to bring joy and cuteness to everyone in the underworld, one magical transformation at a time.

 

 

 

31. Dungeon Boss

 

 

 

Kouske's POV:

Numerous days have elapsed since my encounter with the devils, and now, accompanied by my unwavering companion, Hawks, I find myself deep within the dungeon's confines.

Realization dawned upon me, unveiling the untapped potential of my familiars in locating the elusive boss. With the command over thousands of slimes, I finally unveiled the hiding place of the elusive foe, hidden beneath the surface in a concealed fracture cave beneath the water.

The coward had sought refuge in the depths of a submerged cavern, concealed beneath the water's surface. With determination, I plunged into the aquatic depths and navigated through the cavern's twists and turns.

After minutes of swimming upward, I emerged within the cave. Illuminated solely by scattered sea crystals, the entire space bathed in a mesmerizing blue hue, revealing a breathtaking scene that had remained concealed until now.

While this could be an enchanting place for a candlelight dinner, my focus was on the imminent confrontation with the hidden boss.

Unsurprisingly, the boss revealed itself to be a dark elemental slime.

Upon sighting me, it unleashed a barrage of shadow knives. Employing Whirlwind Shield, I attempted to block them, but a few managed to pierce through, inflicting wounds upon my limbs, and drawing blood.

Hawks, having shielded himself in time, remained unscathed.

Utilizing the Observe skill, I gathered information about the adversary.

Slime
- Race: Darkness Elemental Slime
- Age: 2 years
- Strength: F
- Endurance: E+
- Agility: E
- Mana: E
- Skills: Darkness Manipulation (E+)
- Overall Rank: E

The creature possessed an intermediate Middle-Class power level.

Although my wounds swiftly healed, the pain lingered from the unpleasant experience of having my limbs skewered. Employing Flash Steps, I instantly positioned myself behind the slime, slashing with my sword. Simultaneously, Hawks unleashed Wind Strike, a new spell thrusting forward with a ball-shaped hurricane wind.

Yet, the slime cunningly disappeared into the ground, reappearing behind me for a counterattack. Swiftly dodging its shadow knives, I prepared for the ongoing battle.

I was bewildered witnessing its ability to seamlessly swap between shadows. Is this Rimuru harnessing the power of the Shadow Monarch?

Without letting distracting thoughts linger, I swiftly re-engaged in the battle alongside Hawks. Defeating the entity proved challenging; its adept shadow swaps allowed it to evade our attacks and counter with ease.

After numerous exchanges, we finally cornered it. Coating my sword with cursed flames, I inflicted multiple slashes, hindering its movements. In its dying moments, I utilized my taming skill and a potion, saving it from demise. It swiftly returned to full health, and I named it Noctis.

Then Clarice's voice echoed in my mind.

[Congratulations, Kouske. You've finally conquered the tutorial dungeon.]

I pondered, "Tutorial dungeon, huh?"

[Indeed. After this, you can delve into dungeons with higher ranks.]

"Hm."

[But the next one's a challenge. Ranging from (E-) to (B+), creatures from Mid to Satan class might appear. So, you will have to proceed with extra caution.]

"Mid to Satan? It's a bit ambiguous what I will face then."

[Hm.]

"So, there will be beings as powerful as me inside the dungeon?" Vritra inquired, intrigued.

[Yes!]

"Then it will be fun. Fufufu~"

[Kouske! Before I forget, let's give you your reward for clearing the tutorial dungeon.]

"Hm? What?" I asked curiously.

[It's a summoning card. Theoretically, you can summon anyone or anything from anywhere in the multiverse. However, it employs a gacha system for summoning, so the outcome is uncertain. But whoever it is will be your ally. That's guaranteed. You can only use it once.] Clarice explained with excitement.

"Really?!" Even I got excited hearing that. There are so many awesome possibilities. Regardless of who comes, as long as they're somewhat helpful, I won't be disappointed.

I exited the dungeon with Hawks over my shoulder and Noctis on my head.

I called Lavinia to show her Noctis. When she came she was all over Hawks and Noctis, cuddling and hugging them. I think I heard Hawks and Noctis calling for help. But.... it might just be my imagination. So I went out for a walk.

I was extra happy as I crossed the threshold of the Low-Class power level and entered the Middle-Class power level. The fight with the strays and especially with Noctis helped me a lot. My spirits soared, evident in my enhanced abilities and the array of skills I now possessed.

Kouske Miyamura
- Race: Human-Dragon Hybrid
- Age: 6 years
- Strength (Str): E-
- Endurance (End): E
- Agility (Ag): E
- Mana: E+

Skills:
- Summoning
- Taming
- Hypnosis (D)
- Body Transformation (E)
- Teleportation (D)
- Memory Manipulation (D)
- Dark Curtain (D)
- Senbonzakura
- Flash Step
- Cloud Steps
- Whirlwind Shield (E)
- Skill Sharing (D+)

Currently Shared Skills:
- Wind Manipulation (Hawks)
- Darkness Manipulation (Noctis)
- Ice Manipulation (Slime)
- Fire Manipulation (Slime)
- Water Manipulation (Slime)
- Earth Manipulation (Slime)

Items in effect:
- Vritra's Sacred Gear (B+)
- Fountain of Youth (A)

Resistance:
- Poison Resistance (E)

Points: 356500

Overall Power: E

Seeing my points I bought some skills from the shop.

Mutated Sabnock Bloodline (A+): Power over alchemy, armory, and weaponry. It turns the user into a devil.-85000.

Metamorphic Mastery (B+): Allows semi-permanent race transformation, but samples are required to activate the magic-45000.

Ethereal Doppelgängers (B+): Constructs loyal body doubles with shared memories and thoughts like a simultaneous existence. Inspired by Shadow Clone Jutsu-45000.

Demiplane (A+): Commands a dimension under the user's absolute control-85000.

Falna (C): A Danmachi-inspired modified skill, empowering self-status updates and control. In the event of betrayal by the recipient, the falna is forfeited. Additionally, the user can enlist others to bestow falna. This unique skill paves the way for ascension to godhood, yet its application to oneself is restricted. Cost: 20000.

Cognizance Nexus (D+): Bestows mind-reading capability-15000.

After that, I was left with only 61,500 points.

Suddenly, my entire body underwent a transformation. I could inherently tell I belonged to the dark side—I was a devil.

"You have really become a devil," Vritra said.

"Hm," I replied as I unfurled my wings, fortunately still dragon wings. However, I was aware of my devilish nature.

I invoked my clan trait and instantly weapons like swords, spears, knives, etc formed in front of me, and I instinctively wielded them as if they were an extension of myself. All my other magics became easier to control; this was the power of a devil's imagination-based magic.

"That's really like the Sabnock's. It's fascinating how you can use their power so easily. They were the devil's backbone during the war. But becoming a devil will just add an extra weakness for you," Vritra commented.

I agreed with Vritra, which is why I purchased the Metamorphic Mastery skill. Using it, I returned to my normal state, and Vritra seemed pleased with the outcome.

 

 

 

32. Surprises

 

 

Sabnock, a Great Marquis of the Underworld, ranked 13th among the 72 devil pillars, with 50 legions of demons under his command. He was well known for building towers, castles, and cities and furnishing them with firearms and ammunition.

The Sabnock clan stood as masters of blacksmithing, weaving their legacy through the tapestry of the underworld. Their bloodline's unique prowess granted them dominion over alchemy, weaponry, and armor. The enchanting weapons forged by their skilled hands were unrivaled, and renowned across the entire underworld.

Many infamous demonic or magical armaments bore the mark of the Sabnock clan, each a testament to their extraordinary craftsmanship. Acquiring a single weapon from their forge could bestow a monumental surge in one's power, though such treasures were of astronomical value, beyond the reach of all but the wealthiest. They had a monopoly over all weapons, making their territories filled with blacksmiths and different craftsmen.

Their mastery extended beyond weaponry; the Sabnock clan achieved acclaim in alchemical arts, concocting rare elixirs and delving into the realms of magic engineering and golemancy. Their wealth rivaled that of the esteemed Phenex clan, marking them as one of the wealthiest in the devil faction.

As the preeminent weapon smiths among the devil race, the Sabnock clan played a pivotal role in the devil civil war as military generals alongside Satan Asmodeus, with their invulnerable fortresses, prompting the unification of rival factions to eradicate their formidable influence. Through a series of ruthless assassinations and daring suicide attacks, the Sabnock bloodline was seemingly extinguished, believed to be eradicated from existence... or so everyone thought.

Kouske's Perspective

It's been a few days since then, and a lot has unfolded. I revealed my half-devil identity to Lavinia, and Asagi's family discovered the truth as well. Skillfully dodging their questions became a necessity.

However, the most surprising turn of events was inheriting the Sabnock Clan Head's magic circle. These devil magic circles boast incredible functions, and the Clan Head's circle automatically passes down due to its awareness of bloodline abilities and the built-in inheritance system.

To my knowledge, aside from Misteeta Sabnock who is Sairaorg's bishop, there are no surviving members of the Sabnock clan. The half-devil Misteeta, unfortunate in not inheriting the bloodline ability, was born with a sacred gear, facing discrimination within the devil race. Consequently, the Sabnock clan was deemed officially extinct.

Yet, I inherited the clan head's magic circle due to the bloodline ability within me. Through this magical inheritance, I gained access to the closely guarded secrets of the Sabnock clan—details known only to the clan head. From their territory and business to documents, hidden stashes, weapons, and even their most confidential information—all intricately woven into the magic circle.

Devil magic circles are categorized into three for each clan: one for the clan head, one for family members, and one for servants, all bearing the distinctive symbol of the Sabnock clan.

Notably, the efficiency of the magic circle diminishes from the clan head to family members to servants, adding an extra layer of complexity to the hierarchy of secrets within the Sabnock clan. The Clan Head's magic circle can save up to 87% of someone's mana.

Magic Circle

In the heart of the circle, an ethereal dance unfolds - a star and a delicate rectangle harmonize, their forms intertwining. Embracing them, five small circles unite in cosmic unity, connected by the sacred geometry of a radiant pentagram. Within its mystical confines, a smaller circle resonates, linking the others in a celestial ballet.

Encircling this enchanting tableau, a golden tapestry of geometric marvels unfolds, weaving a mesmerizing spell that transcends the ordinary. The Sabnock devil clan's magic circle, bathed in resplendent yellow hues, emanates an aura of arcane elegance, inviting contemplation of its intricate and otherworldly design.

Empowered by the unique abilities of the Sabnock clan, I find myself immersed in the realm of limitless creativity. Theoretically, I can forge magical and demonic weapons solely through the alchemy of imagination and knowledge, unhindered by the need for physical ingredients. Yet, this arcane craftsmanship demands a substantial reservoir of mana, its grandeur tempered by the constraints of my power level.

As I embark on the journey of forging, my skills in the ancient art of smithing become pivotal. While the Sabnock clan's ability facilitates the creation process, mastering the craft enhances my ability to manifest these mystical armaments. The blueprint for this endeavor involves establishing a smithy within the confines of my abode, a project currently unfolding with promise.

The true marvel lies in the clan's bestowed prowess—an ability not only of creation but of discernment. With a mere gaze or touch, I unravel the essence of a weapon, extracting information, and evaluating its arcane intricacies. The magic pulses within me grant glimpses into the memories embedded within these artifacts, a tapestry of skills passed down by their previous wielders. However, this formidable capability is not intrinsic to the Sabnocks; it emerged as a mutation, elevating its rank and echoing the resonance of renowned figures like Emiya.

As I tread the path of this enchanted artistry, my power level stands as both a conduit and a limitation, a reminder of the delicate balance between mastery and the boundless potential bestowed upon me by the Sabnock devil clan ability.

Another surprise was the 'Demiplane'. Even Vritra was surprised when we inspected it. A revelation beyond expectation awaited us—entering the 'Demiplane,' a cosmic creation that even Vritra, a dragon king, found astonishing upon inspection. Originating from the depths of my imagination, this separate dimension unfolded, intricately woven with the essence of the Toriko world as a testament to my expansive knowledge of that world. The Demiplane, a realm beyond realms, seemingly stretched into the unfathomable expanse of infinity.

Vritra's fascination knew no bounds as the Demiplane unveiled its wonders—a tapestry of diverse fruits and unique flora sprawled across the landscape. Towering trees stood sentinel, while colossal Water Trees birthed an endless sea, their cascading waters forming a symphony of abundance. Freshwater trees intermingled with saltwater trees, creating a harmonious balance of elements.

What sets this Demiplane apart is my omnipotent control, akin to that of a deity sculpting reality at will. The space itself became a crucible of empowerment, catapulting my prowess to an A+ rank within its confines. Here, I held dominion, capable of facing formidable adversaries, even the likes of Sirzechs Lucifer, with unparalleled might. However, a caveat loomed—this omnipotence remained confined within the dimension's boundaries, a limitation that, while significant, did not diminish the grandeur of this extraordinary creation.

 

 

 

33. Demiplane

 

 

 

Kouske's POV
Within the boundless expanse of the Demiplane, my senses were treated to an array of extraordinary phenomena. Each corner of this dimension unfolded its own seasonal spectacle, a mesmerizing symphony of nature's ballet. Guided by the insightful prompts from Clarice, I delved into the intricacies of this realm, unraveling the mysteries that lay veiled in its ethereal tapestry.

Among the myriad wonders, the trees claimed a place of prominence. Each one, a testament to nature's creativity, stood as a living masterpiece. These unique arboreal entities, each with its own story and purpose, beckoned me into a realm where the mundane and the magical coexisted in harmonious splendor, especially-

1. Gourmet Strawberries:
- Appearance: Delicate vines bear heart-shaped berries in various hues, resembling miniature galaxies.
- Ripening Time: One week from flowering.

2. Mellow Cola:
- Appearance: Tree with effervescent, cola-filled fruit resembling carbonated bubbles.
- Ripening Time: Two weeks for optimal flavor.

3. Bubble Fruit:
- Appearance: Small, translucent orbs hanging from iridescent branches.
- Ripening Time: Ready to use upon reaching full size.

4. Cocoalight:
- Appearance: Majestic tree with cocoa pods emitting a soft glow when ripe.
- Ripening Time: Three weeks, harvested during the full moon.

5. Rainbow Fruit:
- Appearance: Multi-colored segments radiating from a central core, resembling a living prism.
- Ripening Time: Each segment ripens at a different pace, creating a continual harvest.

6. Ozone Herb:
- Appearance: Vibrant green leaves with a faint, ozone-like glow.
- Ripening Time: Ready for consumption within a week of budding.

7. Mystery Soup:
- Appearance: Enigmatic tree with fruits resembling translucent soup bowls.
- Ripening Time: Fruits mature within a month, ready for culinary experimentation.

8. Gourmet Corpse:
- Appearance: Eerie, skeletal tree with fruits resembling miniature gravestones.
- Ripening Time: Resurrection ability activates instantly upon fruit consumption.

9. Meteor Garlic:
- Appearance: Metallic-hued cloves growing on a sturdy garlic plant.
- Ripening Time: Harvested after a meteor shower, reaching maturity in two weeks.

10. Platinum Peach:
- Appearance: Silvery tree bearing peach-like orbs with a metallic sheen.
- Ripening Time: Ready for harvest after a lunar eclipse, taking a month to reach peak potency.


11. Vanilove Trees:
- Appearance: Towering trees with vanilla bean-like pods resembling delicate hearts.
- Ripening Time: Vanilla pods mature in four weeks.

12. Alcohol, Milk, Cake, Sweets Trees:
- Appearance: A diverse array of confectionery-producing trees, each with unique candy-like fruits.
- Ripening Time: Varies for each type, ranging from two weeks to a month, depending on the sweetness desired.

13. Take-Copter Tree:
- Appearance: Whimsical tree with rotor-like leaves and peach-shaped fruits resembling miniature helicopters.
- Ripening Time: One week for the peach-like fruits to reach optimal readiness.

-This extraordinary tree stands out for its unique ability to produce fruits that harness surrounding air to craft desired dishes or foods, blending the culinary arts with a touch of airborne magic.

14. Dessert Arboré: The Confectionery Canopy:
- Appearance: Towering confectionery tree with a sponge cake trunk, branches adorned with various frosting, and barks as soft, flavorful toppings.
- Ripening Time: Two weeks for the entire tree to become a delectable cake.

- Categorization:
- Trunk Cake: The main body of the tree serves as a sponge cake, providing a moist and flavorful base.
- Frosting Branches: Branches are covered in diverse frosting varieties, offering a delightful mix of sweetness.
- Bark Toppings: Soft, edible barks act as additional toppings, adding texture and nuanced flavors to the overall cake tree experience.

This fantastical tree brings the joy of cake-making to new heights, offering a unique and delicious twist to traditional desserts.

15. LuminaPom Tree:
- Appearance: Resplendent tree with luminescent apples that emit a soft glow, casting a magical ambiance.
- Ripening Time: Three weeks for the apples to achieve their optimal radiance.

- Categorization:
- Radiant Apples: The luminescent apples are the main attraction, offering a unique visual appeal and a subtle, enchanting flavor.
- Celestial Leaves: The leaves of the tree shimmer with a celestial glow, enhancing the overall magical aura.
- Stellar Roots: The roots of the LuminaPom tree contribute to the apples' extraordinary qualities, absorbing nutrients from the star-infused soil.

This extraordinary apple tree, the LuminaPom, stands as a celestial marvel, captivating all who behold its radiant splendor.

16. DraconisPom Tree:
- Appearance: Majestic tree adorned with dragon-shaped apples, each imbued with the essence to strengthen dragons.
- Ripening Time: Four weeks for the dragon apples to reach their peak potency.

The DraconisPom tree, with its mythical fruits, stands as a testament to the potent magic woven into the fabric of the world.

17. VerdeSalad Grass:
- Appearance: Lush, emerald-green grass with tender shoots that serve as a delightful and nutritious salad base.
- Harvest Time: Weekly, ensuring a continuous supply of fresh greens.

- In the diverse culinary landscape of the Toriko world, the VerdeSalad Grass thrives as a flavorful and vibrant foundation for salads, embodying both freshness and nutritional richness.

Within the enchanting tapestry of the Demiplane, these marvels stood as just a fraction of its wonders. Amidst the celestial orchards, ordinary-looking trees bore fruits of extraordinary proportions and unparalleled flavors, promising a bounty that could redefine opulence. The prospect of exporting these gastronomic treasures held the key to unrivaled wealth, a venture that could elevate me to unprecedented financial heights.

Yet, as I entertained thoughts of prosperity, a cautious strategist emerged. The decision to withhold the seeds, ensuring exclusivity and safeguarding against replication, became paramount. In this intricate dance of abundance and secrecy, the fruits of the Demiplane whispered of both opulence and the wisdom to wield it judiciously.

In this arcane expanse, I sculpted a sanctuary—a secluded haven bound by the threads of controlled space, safeguarding the mystical fruits and trees that would serve as the bedrock for my imminent organization. A bastion of potential and power emerged, nestled within the grasp of my spatial mastery.

No soul could traverse beyond the ethereal borders without my decree, for the very fabric of space magic orchestrated a cosmic dance, returning wanderers to their starting point, their journey stilled until granted permission. Within this orchestrated enclave, the symphony of time and space harmonized at my command, bestowing upon me the authority to shape the very essence of reality.

Guided by telekinetic finesse, I manipulated the severed trees and gathered materials from the surroundings, crafting a study base infused with the very essence of this mystical grove. Amid this creative endeavor, a revelation unfolded—the underground, a realm rich with rare, vital, and magical ores and minerals, promising untold potential for the foundation of my burgeoning organization. The land echoed with the promise of a future shaped by the convergence of magic, nature, and ambition.

 

 

 

34. Demonic Dilemmas

 

 

 

Omniscient POV

Underworld, Lilith

In a large room, four devils are assembled. The meeting room in the underworld exuded an air of opulence, its obsidian walls adorned with intricate gold filigree. Grand chandeliers hung from the ceiling, casting a warm, ethereal glow over the room. Plush, crimson velvet drapes framed tall windows that overlooked the fiery landscapes of the underworld. A mahogany table, polished to a gleaming finish, dominated the center, surrounded by high-backed chairs upholstered in black leather.

As the four devils gathered, Serafall Leviathan entered with a bright smile, her magical girl attire shimmering with enchanting hues. "Hello, Zechs-chan, Ajuka-chan, and Falbi! I hope the day in the underworld has treated you well," she greeted cheerfully.

In response, Sirzechs Lucifer nodded, a slight smile playing on his lips. "Serafall, always a delight. Your presence brings warmth to even the darkest corners," he acknowledged, his handsome and easygoing appearance concealing the fact that he was the strongest living devil, an anomaly known as a 'Super Devil.'

Ajuka Beelzebub, the creator of the Evil Pieces system and the Rating Game, nodded in agreement. His bewitchingly beautiful appearance with light blue eyes and green hair did not indicate his intellectual prowess. Along with being an anomaly called 'Super Devil,' Ajuka was recognized as the smartest among the devil race.

Falbium Asmodeus, the devil in charge of Military Affairs, mumbled a lazy greeting. "Yo, Serafall. What's the ruckus today?" he said with his usual nonchalance, his tall, bald-headed figure belying the fact that he held the head position in the military.

"Alright, let's cut to the chase," Serafall said, her tone shifting from cheerful to serious. "The 'Cluster' issue has become more prominent. And the mistreatment of peerage members has been a lingering problem for quite some time. Zechs-chan, Ajuka-chan, Falbi, we've all witnessed the stubbornness of our fellow devils. They're creatures of sin, and change is a concept that doesn't come easily to them. Unfortunately, their foolishness and hubris are giving rise to additional complications, undermining our earnest attempts to address previous challenges."

Sirzechs sighed knowingly. "Serafall, we've known this has been a persistent issue. The old devils won't change their ways. Devils, by nature, resist change. It's a challenge deeply rooted in our society," he remarked.

Ajuka interjected, "Indeed, Sirzechs. We've tried implementing various measures, but the resistance persists. The very essence of our being, as creatures of sin, makes this a formidable challenge."

Serafall nodded, her child-like appearance belying the gravity of the situation. "I don't expect a miracle solution today, but I believe it's essential to keep this issue in mind. Perhaps, over time, we can strategize ways to address the root causes and promote change, even if gradual."

As the dialogue unfolded, a ripple of tension traversed the room, fueled by the emergence of alarming news—a potent 'Cluster' had been sighted. Sirzechs, Ajuka, and Falbium exchanged glances infused with shared concern, acutely aware that the existence of such anomalies held the potential to disrupt the delicate equilibrium of the underworld. The specter of the Old Satan faction loomed ominously in their thoughts, ready to attribute blame and complicate matters further.

Ajuka, the visionary architect of the underworld's technological strides, delved into contemplation. Beyond the immediate apprehension, his analytical mind sought to fathom the intricate repercussions of the Evil Pieces system and Rating Games. The weight of responsibility pressed upon him prompted the need for meticulous strategic planning to navigate this unforeseen threat. Yet, as his mind traversed the labyrinth of possibilities, he couldn't shake the inkling that shadows unseen might be at play. With a furrowed brow, he contemplated the potential involvement of a third party, an enigmatic force influencing the underworld's delicate balance.

In the opulent meeting room, the gravity of the situation hung palpably in the air, and the Satans found themselves not only grappling with the immediate challenge but also navigating the complex undercurrents of political intrigue and potential external manipulation. The convergence of concerns and strategic considerations painted a tapestry of uncertainty, setting the stage for the devils to confront not only the known threats but also the nebulous specter of unseen adversaries.

Amidst these discussions, a shadow lingered over the Naberious Clan. Recent failed experiments had caused devastating bombing destruction within their own territory, harming commoner devils. The catch was, that there was no tangible evidence to link the nobles to these disastrous experiments. The delicate political balance forced the Satans to tread cautiously, knowing that meddling in Naberious Clan territory without concrete proof could have dire consequences. The clandestine challenges within the underworld only added layers of complexity to the already intricate issues they grappled with.

After the high-stakes meeting, Serafall found herself entangled in a web of tension, prompting her to seek solace in the comforting presence of her sweet little sister, Sona Sitri. Driven by a need for familial reassurance, she swiftly teleported to the Sitri territory mansion, eager to locate her bespectacled six-year-old sister, affectionately known as So-tan.

Intrigued by a contemplative Sona, Serafall, with an exaggerated sense of theatricality, leaped toward her with open arms, declaring, "So-tan! Onee-chan needs some refueling!" Her attempt to embrace Sona and absorb some much-needed energy was met with a comically futile dodge, as Sona tried to outmaneuver her sister's superior speed.

Pouting playfully, Serafall intensified her grip, pulling Sona into a tight hug. "Onee-chan's sad, you know. You were trying to dodge me," she lamented with mock tears, inadvertently pressing Sona's face into the confines of her generous bosom.

"Onee-sama! Move, I can't breathe," Sona protested, prompting Serafall to ease her hold with a dramatic air-sucking noise, allowing Sona to replenish her oxygen supply.

Curious about Serafall's impromptu visit, Sona questioned, "What are you doing here? Mother said you wouldn't come today because of your work."

Serafall, her demeanor veering between cheerful and mischievous, explained, "I just had so much going on. I need some of my precious sister's energy to refill myself for work. So I made time. I'll be with you for the next two days."

"Guh!" Sona emitted a mixture of happiness and trepidation. While she cherished the prospect of spending time with her big sister, the ghost of past torment loomed—specifically, the magical girl clothing marathon orchestrated by Serafall. Memories of being adorned in fourteen different sets haunted her, creating a silent dread for what playful trials Serafall might concoct this time.

As Sona grappled with the impending sisterly escapades, the air hung thick with a blend of familial warmth and the anticipation of whimsical, potentially embarrassing adventures orchestrated by her perpetually cheerful and easygoing sister.

Sona squirmed slightly in her sister's embrace, contemplating the impending two days of sisterly bonding. She couldn't help but recall the traumatic episode where Serafall, in her zealous enthusiasm, had subjected her to a marathon of fourteen different magical girl outfits. The memories were etched vividly in Sona's mind, and the mere thought of a repeat performance made her shudder.

Although she had once harbored a genuine interest in magical girls, the realization of just how embarrassing it was to cosplay in those flashy outfits had dampened her enthusiasm. While she refused to openly admit her lingering fondness for magical girl aesthetics, a subtle internal conflict brewed within her—appreciating from a distance but recoiling at the prospect of becoming the magical girl muse once again.

So, as Serafall planned their upcoming two days together, Sona's internal monologue echoed with a mix of dread and hesitant anticipation of what whimsical endeavors her cheerful, easygoing sister might have in store for her this time. The prospect of quality time with Serafall was cherished, but the potential price of playful torment loomed on the horizon.

Sona found herself genuinely concerned about her friend and potential peerage member, Momo Hanakai. Their weekly meet-ups, filled with a shared enthusiasm for magic, had taken an unexpected turn as Momo began displaying peculiar behavior. The once joyous gatherings now held an undercurrent of worry.

Momo's absent-mindedness had become noticeable, with instances where she'd forget their activities or drift into prolonged moments of distraction. Sona even had to call her for nearly an hour during their last meeting to regain her attention. The normally vibrant Momo exhibited uncharacteristic traits—her cheeks flushed, a strange occurrence that added to Sona's growing apprehension.

Despite Sona's intellect, she found herself grappling with the mystery surrounding Momo's behavior. After much contemplation, she decided to confide in her older sister, Serafall, seeking her insights and assistance in understanding and helping her friend.

Upon hearing Sona's concerns, Serafall, ever the cheerful and mischievous sibling, simply smiled and remarked, "Momo-chan might have made a new friend, perhaps a special someone." This cryptic response left Sona tilting her head, pondering why such a prospect would cause Momo to act so strangely.

In Serafall's eyes, her smart sister, for all her intelligence, remained somewhat naive when it came to the complexities of love. With an underlying motive to meet Momo and familiarize herself with all of Sona's friends, especially potential peerage members, Serafall saw this as an opportunity to connect with her sister's social circle.

Considering her upcoming visit to Claria's territory for an investigation, where Momo happened to reside, Serafall contemplated weaving these plans together. The town in Claria's jurisdiction became a nexus of potential intrigue, and Serafall envisioned making the most of her time there. As ideas bubbled in her mischievous mind about how to spend the two days away from work, she couldn't help but anticipate that something interesting might unfold during her visit to the town where Momo resided.

 

 

 

35. Forged in Memory: The Sword's Resonance

 

 

 

Kouske's POV:

In the ethereal embrace of the Demiplane, the intoxicating surge of newfound power liberated me from the shackles that once confined my existence in the mundane world. Emerging from that otherworldly sanctuary, however, a pervasive force now entangles me, casting an oppressive shadow upon my once unbridled strength. The profound sensations I experienced in the Demiplane linger, an unwelcome burden that I strive to bury beneath the surface of my consciousness.

In the present, I stand before the recently erected smithy, a deceptive marvel that echoes the medieval era in its meticulous design. The two-story structure, despite its recent construction, wears the façade of antiquity with timeworn stone walls, carefully adorned with faux weathering to evoke the essence of bygone craftsmanship. The exterior, a deliberate illusion, showcases iron-grated windows through which the flickering glow of carefully tended flames adds an air of mystique to the scene.

As I push open the heavy wooden door, it reveals a dimly lit interior where the heady fragrance of heated metal intertwines with the rhythmic echoes of hammer strikes. The workshop within harbors a deliberate arrangement of traditional tools – aged anvils, sturdy tongs, and a central furnace that pays homage to a timeless craft. Despite its modern origins, this newly fashioned smithy breathes life into the spirit of medieval craftsmanship, embodying a deliberate blend of the old and the new.

Venturing into the realm of blacksmithing, I anticipate the growth of my bloodline skill with an expanding knowledge of weapons. The prospect of crafting legendary weapons excites me, and I've acquired insightful books on blacksmithing, potionmaking, and magical engineering from the Shop, offering a vast field with promising returns. Despite the challenges that lie ahead, my determination fuels this endeavor. This morning's routine training with the Azusawas took an unexpected turn.

Flashback:

In the heart of a forest clearing, Lavinia and I joined Uncle and Aunt, already engrossed in training Asagi on Youjutsu, Senjutsu, and Sword techniques.

Among Youkais, mastery of Senjutsu is a rarity, with most excelling only in Youjutsu—a magic exclusive to Youkai. Even the East Youkai leader relies solely on Youjutsu. However, Asagi-chan displays a unique affinity for Senjutsu, a rare ability that grants powers like Ki Manipulation, Aura Detection, and Healing. These capabilities are typically reserved for the esteemed Senins and high-ranking Youkais, making Asagi-chan's prowess truly exceptional in the mystical arts.


In this world, only a few stand out with the rare ability to wield Senjutsu—names like Kuroka, Koneko, Akeno, Yasaka, Sun Wukong, Bikou, Magari, Fujimai, and a chosen handful readily come to mind.

As my eyes fell upon Aunt's sword, an inexplicable resonance surged within me, my bloodline ability beckoning. Approaching Aunty, I greeted, "Hello. How are you all?"

"Oh, Miyamura-kun, it seems both of you are here," Aunt acknowledged, her tone warm.

"You should have come earlier. We've been training Asagi for half an hour already," Uncle chimed in, a note of jest in his voice.

"Sorry. I woke up late today. Had some work until late last night," I explained. Meanwhile, Lavinia engaged in lively conversation with Asagi-chan.

"Alright, now get ready. We should start," Uncle directed.

"Sure, but Aunty, let me see your sword for a moment," I requested.

Aunt, puzzled by the sudden interest, handed over her sword. As I held it, a cascade of magical, yellow lines unfolded, reminiscent of Emiya's Projection magic but with a distinct hue. Knowledge flooded my mind—snippets of Aunt's experiences, enhancing my own swordsmanship. Details about the sword's composition, materials, and techniques used surfaced, though not all experiences were within my grasp. It appeared that further development of my bloodline ability was necessary for complete understanding. The sudden magical phenomena left everyone astonished.

"What was that?" Uncle inquired, but an intense pain seized my head, a side effect of wielding the ability. Clutching my head, I winced, eliciting concern from Lavinia and Asagi, while Aunt and Uncle observed with worry.

"Ko-kun/Kouske, are you okay?" they both asked, rushing to my side.

"I'm perfectly fine now," I reassured them, Clarice's concern resonating in my thoughts, and Vritra, embodying wisdom as she advised resilience in my role as a dragon king's host, accompanied by a subtle, low snort.

"Are you sure?" Lavinia asked, her worry palpable.

"Yeah. It was just my first time using that ability. That's why," I explained.

"What was that light and those sudden marks on the sword?" Uncle pressed, earning a small glare from Asagi.

"He's a boy. He should have a strong mentality. Besides, I don't sense anything wrong with him," Uncle hurriedly defended himself, awkward laughter escaping him.

"Uncle's right. It was just a slight headache from using my bloodline ability. I used it on the sword, revealing memories and experiences. My understanding of the sword has deepened, and my swordsmanship has improved," I disclosed, leaving Uncle and Aunt visibly shocked.

"I never heard of the Sabnock's ability to see memories from weapons," Uncle admitted, dumbfounded.

"Neither did I. Perhaps not all of their abilities were public knowledge or it could be due to a mutation," Aunt speculated.

"Hmm. So you feel your swordsmanship has increased?" Uncle inquired.

"Nn," I replied affirmatively, prompting Aunty to assume a mock battle stance, her sword poised for a duel.

"Nn," I affirmed again, ready for the challenge.

I seized the initiative, employing Flash Steps to materialize right behind her. With a swift forward slash, I launched an attack she adeptly deflected, countering with a jab using the back of her hand. I skillfully distanced myself to evade the strike. Undeterred, she unleashed a flurry of sword slashes, each met with precise parries on my part. Realizing the need to escalate, a smirk played on her lips as she intensified her assault.

Her movements became a seamless dance of speed and agility, targeting my weaknesses with precision. Swords clashed, and punches and kicks were expertly woven into her repertoire. Despite my best efforts, I couldn't evade all her attacks. Multiple slashes left my body marked with bleeding wounds. While my own swordsmanship had improved, hers still held a superior edge.

In a strategic move, I utilized Cloud Steps, defying gravity to navigate the air in a serpentine dance, attempting to disorient her. The clash continued, sparks flying as our blades met. Eventually, we both paused, bodies marked with cuts and bruises—a testament to the intensity of our exchange. Though victory eluded me, there was a notable improvement from our previous spars.

If I were to unleash the full extent of my powers, victory might be attainable. However, this encounter is designed as a crucible to refine my swordsmanship, not a contest to ascertain superiority.

"Miyamura-kun, your strength has ascended once more. I sensed it the moment I parried your initial strike. Your swordsmanship has undergone a remarkable transformation, markedly smoother than our previous engagement," Aunty praised with a radiant smile.

"Thanks for the fight," I responded, catching my breath.

"You're welcome," replied Aunty. "Get some rest. You will be continuing with me next," Uncle said as he cracked his knuckles. He could get really enthusiastic when he fights, unleashing his inner beast with a distinctive fighting style. I just smiled nervously.

"That was great, Ko-kun. You both were like whoosh and whish," Lavinia chimed in, playfully mimicking sword swings with cute sounds. Laughter echoed, lightening the mood as her cheerfulness filled the air.

The scene shifted, with Lavinia and Asagi taking their turns in sparring. Eventually, the three of us headed to school together, the echoes of the intense clash lingering in the air.
Flashback end.

 

 

 

36. Whispers of the Verdant Grove: Kouske's Elemental Ballet

 

 

Omniscient POV

Amid the meticulously arranged paperwork in Cleria Belial's private chamber, the weight of responsibility bore down on her shoulders. The recent cluster attack on her territory had stirred a tempest of concerns, and she diligently worked through the documents, her focus unwavering.

As Cleria immersed herself in the intricacies of strategy, the door creaked open, and the nonchalant presence of Rangiku Matsumoto, her queen piece, breezed into the room. Rangiku, her queen piece, with her long wavy blond hair and carefree aura, brought a different energy to the chamber.

While Cleria wrestled with paperwork, Rangiku seemed to dance through responsibilities, effortlessly balancing a laid-back attitude with a keen awareness of the situation. With a languid smile, Rangiku delivered the news of Serafall's imminent visit.

"Hey, Cleria. Guess what? Serafall-sama is gracing us with her presence in a week." Cleria looked up from her documents, acknowledging the information with a nod. "Prepare for her visit, Rangiku. It's crucial, given the recent cluster attack."

Rangiku, leaning against a table, twirled a strand of her hair, "No worries, Cleria. I'll make sure everything is presentable. Maybe add a few flowers or something."

As Cleria delved into the intricate details of her responsibilities, she couldn't help but be curious about her knight piece, Mark, and his sister Maria, her bishop. The duo had been miraculously healed by Akatsuki's mysterious intervention, surpassing even the restorative powers of the coveted Phoenix Tears. Cleria's concern for their well-being prompted her to address Rangiku, who remained casually leaning against the table.

"Rangiku," Cleria began, her voice measured, "How are Mark and Maria doing? They recovered remarkably well after Akatsuki's intervention." Rangiku's gaze shifted, her blue eyes reflecting a hint of curiosity. "Oh, them? They're fine, Claria. In fact, they're training. It's like that liquid Akatsuki used gave them a new lease on life."

Cleria nodded thoughtfully, "I've been going through old documents, trying to identify that magic circle Akatsuki used. It seems familiar, but I can't place it." Rangiku twirled a strand of her hair, "Mysterious magic circles and a robed guy saving our lives. Devilish drama at its finest, huh?"

Cleria chuckled, "Indeed. But I can't ignore the debt we owe Akatsuki. Phoenix Tears are precious and expensive. Whatever he used not only healed them but spared them the exhaustion."

Rangiku grinned, "Guess we owe him big time. Maybe a fancy dinner or something. Or a really, really nice gift."

Cleria sighed but nodded, "Agreed. We'll find a way to repay him. For now, let's focus on preparing for Serafall-sama's visit. We can't afford any distractions."

While they continued their tasks, the room's atmosphere shifted as another figure entered—an old man adorned in a butler's outfit. His measured steps revealed the precision of a honed swordsman, and his gray hair spoke of age and experience. With a tray of snacks, cookies, and tea in hand, he addressed Cleria as Cleria-sama, demonstrating a respectful demeanor akin to that of a butler. Hiroshi, the aged butler, also addressed Rangiku with a subtle acknowledgment of her rank. He was Hiroshi Kamiya, Cleria's knight piece.

"Cleria-sama, Rangiku-sama, it is time to partake in some refreshments," Hiroshi announced with a bow. "And Cleria-sama, please do take a moment to care for your health. Continuous work without rest may prove detrimental."

Cleria offered a grateful smile, appreciating Hiroshi's concern as she took a moment to indulge in the offered refreshments. The room, now filled with the scent of tea and the rustling of papers, continued to harbor the mysteries of Akatsuki's intervention, awaiting unraveling in the subsequent chapters of devilish intrigue.

Meanwhile, Rangiku, ever mischievous, unsheathed her magic sword, Haineko, its dark red handle, and cat-shaped tsuba adding an air of mystique. The sword's latent power allowed her to manipulate ash, turning it into a formidable force that could attack from any direction, a unique and tricky ability that matched the enigmatic aura of the room.
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Meanwhile, Kouske was busy in the new dungeon for several days while trying to get familiar with his new abilities. He faced many different monsters each day along with his familiars.

As Kouske ventured deeper into the dungeon, a breathtaking yet perilous forest unfolded before him.

Towering ancient trees adorned with vibrant blossoms created a picturesque scene, concealing the danger that lurked within the shadows.

The air carried a sweet fragrance, but the distant sounds of mysterious creatures hinted at the untamed wild that awaited.

[Kouske! This Forest Zone is one of the lower-risk areas in the dungeon. Try to stay here for a while to get used to the variant monsters.] said Clarice.

"Okay," replied Kouske.

Even though surprised by the unexpected beauty of the forest, Kouske seized the opportunity to test his combat skills alongside his diverse array of familiars.

The gentle rustling of leaves and the occasional soft glow of magical creatures set the stage for the series of encounters that lay ahead.

Encounter 1: Gloomroot Spriggans

Gloomroot Spriggan (Rank: E-): A small humanoid creature with bark-like skin and glowing eyes. It camouflages itself among the trees, using its ability to control vines to ensnare unsuspecting prey.

Amidst the verdant foliage, four Gloomroot Spriggans emerged, their bark-like skin blending seamlessly with the vibrant surroundings.

Kouske, commanding his elemental familiars – the Fire Elemental Slime, Water Elemental Slime, and Ice Elemental Slime – orchestrated a symphony of elemental manipulations.

Hawks soared above, enhancing their efforts with Wind Manipulation.

Utilizing the unique abilities of each familiar, Kouske crafted a defensive fortress of ice and fire, forcing the Gloomroot Spriggans into a vulnerable position.

With a flourish, he summoned Senbonzakura, unleashing a storm of black-cursed flames that engulfed the Spriggans until they crumbled to ashes.

Encounter 2: Thornshade Panther

Thornshade Panther (Rank: E): A sleek panther with fur resembling intertwining thorns. It moves silently through the underbrush, and its claws are coated with a venomous sap that induces paralysis in its victims.

The forest path led Kouske to a more shadowed realm, where the sleek Thornshade Panther awaited. Sensing its approach, Kouske deftly commanded his new Darkness Elemental Slime, Noctis, to shroud the area in an impenetrable darkness.

'Fire Elemental Slime, conjure a blazing trail for visibility! Hawks, maintain aerial reconnaissance!' Kouske ordered through the telepathic link he shared with his familiars.

Rather than relying on Senbonzakura again, Kouske drew upon his martial skill with the sword, wielding a magical blade mind crafted by his Mutated Sabnock Bloodline.

Each strike was a dance of precision and elegance, culminating in a fiery finale that consumed the Thornshade Panther.

Encounter 3: Foliage Wisps

Foliage Wisp (Rank: E+): A floating orb of bioluminescent foliage, the Foliage Wisp lures creatures deeper into the forest with an enchanting glow. It can manipulate plant life, creating illusions to confuse intruders.

A soft glow heralded the arrival of the enchanting Foliage Wisps. Kouske, noting their ethereal nature, orchestrated a synchronized ballet of Water Manipulation and Wind Manipulation from the Water Elemental Slime and Hawks, respectively.

'Create a whirlwind to disperse its illusions, Hawks! Water Elemental Slime, counter its ethereal nature!' Kouske commanded in his mind.

The familiars' combined efforts dispelled the illusions, leaving the Foliage Wisps vulnerable. Kouske, utilizing Cloud Steps, closed the distance and dispatched the creatures with a precise strike of Senbonzakura. All of them were set ablaze as each of the flaming petals touched their bodies.

Encounter 4: Briarback Entling

Briarback Entling (Rank: D-): Resembling a miniature version of an ancient ent, this creature is covered in tough, thorny vines. It can manipulate its surroundings, causing vines to spring up and create barriers for protection.

Deeper into the forest, the Briarback Entling emerged, its thorny vines creating a natural barricade. Kouske seamlessly coordinated the Earth Elemental Slime to manipulate the ground to get rid of the vines from their roots while Noctis obscured the creature in shadows.

'Fire Elemental Slime, intensify the flames! Hawks, stay vigilant for any hidden threats!' Kouske commanded.

With a blade crafted on the spot using his bloodline ability, Kouske cut through the manipulated vines, leaving the Briarback Entling defenseless. The creature succumbed to the combined efforts of the familiars.

Encounter 5: Mossveil Basilisk

Mossveil Basilisk (Rank: D): A reptilian creature covered in moss and lichen, the Mossveil Basilisk can petrify its prey with a gaze. Its scales blend seamlessly with the forest floor, allowing it to ambush unsuspecting victims.

In the heart of the enchanted forest, the Mossveil Basilisk awaited, its petrifying gaze a formidable threat. Kouske, relying on his Whirlwind Shield, sought to deflect the basilisk's gaze. However, the winds themselves became petrified.

Thinking quickly, Kouske shifted tactics. "Noctis, cloak the basilisk in darkness to obstruct its vision! Hawks, maintain a safe distance!"

With the basilisk temporarily blinded, Kouske exploited the opportunity. Drawing upon his bloodline skill, he wielded a conjured petrifying spear, exploiting the creature's weakness. With a decisive strike, the Mossveil Basilisk turned to stone, and Kouske shattered it with precision.

As Kouske navigated the dangers of the enchanted forest, each encounter showcased the synergy between his martial prowess, elemental familiars, and the versatile spells at his disposal. The trials within the depths of the dungeon promised even greater challenges, but Kouske faced them with growing confidence and mastery over his unique abilities.

Encounter 6: Verdant Treant

Verdant Treant (Rank: D+): A towering tree-like creature with limbs resembling branches, the Verdant Treant is a guardian of the forest. It can summon roots from the ground to entangle foes and has the ability to heal the surrounding flora

As Kouske delved deeper into the enchanted forest, the verdant canopy thickened, and the air hummed with an ancient energy. Suddenly, the towering presence of the Verdant Treant loomed before him. Its limbs, resembling mighty branches, reached toward the sky, radiating an aura of ancient wisdom and raw power.

The Verdant Treant, guardian of the forest, sensed the intrusion and stirred to life. From the forest floor, roots erupted, entwining and weaving into a protective barrier around the Treant. Kouske, recognizing the creature's formidable abilities, surveyed the situation.

'Fire Elemental Slime, ignite the roots to weaken their hold! Hawks, stay airborne and be prepared for any aerial assaults!' Kouske commanded through their mental link.

The Fire Elemental Slime responded with a burst of intense flames, weakening the entangling roots. However, the Verdant Treant, resilient and steadfast, began to channel its energy to heal the surrounding flora, rejuvenating the very essence of the enchanted forest.

Thinking strategically, Kouske utilized his elemental familiars to create a counterbalance. The Water Elemental Slime summoned a cascade of water to counteract the flames, forming a steam barrier that obscured the Treant's vision. Seizing the opportunity, Kouske invoked Cloud Steps to ascend above the tree line, avoiding the roots that sought to ensnare him.

Drawing upon his Mutated Sabnock Bloodline, Kouske conjured a magical bow infused with the essence of wind. Each cursed flame engulfed arrows struck with precision, targeting the Treant's vital points.

Hawks, recognizing the threat, joined the assault, utilizing Wind Manipulation to enhance the arrows' speed and accuracy.

The Verdant Treant, faced with a barrage of elemental attacks, began to show signs of wear. However, its roots surged forth once more, attempting to entangle Kouske. Swiftly, Kouske employed Flash Step, seemingly teleporting to a strategic position beyond the Treant's reach.

With a final, calculated strike, Kouske released an arrow imbued with the combined elements of wind, fire, and darkness. The arrow found its mark, piercing through the Treant's heart. As the creature crumbled, the once-entangled roots retracted into the forest floor.

The enchanted forest, though scarred by the encounter, seemed to sigh in relief. Kouske, victorious but contemplative, continued his journey through the depths of the dungeon, aware that more formidable challenges awaited him in the heart of the mystical wilderness.

 

 

 

37. Tales of Enchanted Mastery

 

 

 

Kouske's Perspective

It's been a fortnight(two weeks) since I delved into the mysteries of the new dungeon. The enormity and peculiarity of it are beyond words as its vastness is nothing short of bewildering, a complex tapestry divided into numerous distinct zones. The dungeon unfolds into various zones, and I find myself frequenting the Forest Zone with my familiars.

Their responsiveness to my commands has evolved, and our synchronized attacks have reached a level of precision that led to the triumphant vanquishing of High-Class monsters through our collective prowess. The growth in power is evident across all my familiars, yet the source of my greatest satisfaction lies within myself—I've unlocked a new ability of Vritra, a revelation that unfolded in the aftermath of a fierce battle.

Omniscient Perspective

Flashback

In the wake of numerous battles, the aftermath is marked by scattered corpses, a somber testament to the ferocity of the conflicts that unfolded. Amidst this grim tableau, what truly captures the attention is the mesmerizing sight of slimes enveloping the entire forest. Nearly a thousand of them, each belonging to different elementals and rarities, lurk within the lush foliage.

Yet, amidst this sea of slimes, a lone figure commands the center stage—a boy of around 8-9 years with tousled blonde hair and sharp facial features. His upper body bared, revealing the emergence of newfound muscles. Suddenly, a surge of power cascades around the boy, an unmistakable manifestation of an extraordinary force. [A/N: He is currently around 6, soon to be 7, though he appears older.]

From his outstretched hands emerged a curious entity—a diminutive black bracer taking the form of an endearing chameleon-like lizard. This tiny creature boasted violet eyes and a peculiar, deformed face, seamlessly integrating into the user's hand.

Absorption Line- This allows the user to create lines that can absorb the power of the person/thing it is connected to. (Unlocked)

It is the Absorption Line, an extraordinary creation that gives rise to multiple glowing pale-blue lines emerging from the lizard's mouth. These lines possess a multifaceted utility, skillfully able to both restrain and siphon the power from entities or objects to which they are connected. Moreover, the user has the capability to channel the absorbed energy to others also linked through these lines.

Kouske's POV

The capabilities of the Absorption Line are awe-inspiring. A surge of delight overcame me as I explored its potential. Recalling accurately, it possesses the remarkable ability to transmute absorbed energy into either magical or demonic forces.

Saji demonstrated its versatility by draining his own life energy, amplifying his power to unleash potent energy blasts—a testament to the line's adaptability at the cost of lifespan and stamina. Its applications extend further, allowing it to exsanguinate blood or overload objects with immense power.

During Saji's utilization of the Balanced Breaker, the Absorption Line played a pivotal role, transforming part of the armor into metallic tentacles with spade-like tips. This intricate adaptation not only absorbed an opponent's aura but had the potency to reduce them to ashes. The sheer overpowered nature of this manifestation was awe-inspiring.

Yet, the true marvel lies in its synergy with Vritra's other abilities, creating a potent combination that elevates the effectiveness of each individual power.

"Its versatility knows no bounds. Properly strengthened, it can effortlessly vanquish formidable adversaries. Try integrating it with my flames," Vritra's voice resonates with confidence.

Embracing Vritra's counsel, I ventured into the uncharted territory of using the tentacle-like extension for the first time. Its unwieldy nature became evident as it burst forth uncontrollably before me. Mastery over its movements would undoubtedly require time and practice.

Undeterred, I combined it with Blaze Black Flare, enveloping it in sinister black flames. To my surprise, no harm befell the conjured appendage.

"Of course. Why would my own body parts succumb to the destructive might of my flames?" Vritra quips with a dismissive snort, emphasizing the symbiotic relationship between her abilities and the newfound prowess of the Absorption Line.

"Hmm, you are indeed correct," I replied, acknowledging Vritra's insight.

[That just looks like a flaming rope,] Clarice chimed in with a hint of disrespect toward my newfound power. I chose to overlook her comments, focusing on the task at hand.

Attempting to manipulate the Absorption Line into various movements proved to be a challenging feat. As I concentrated, a peculiar sensation surged behind me, catching me off guard.

[Kouske! You've grown a tail!] Clarice exclaimed with a mix of surprise and excitement.

A sudden panic washed over me, turning my complexion pale. I hastily turned to inspect the source of the commotion, only to discover numerous tentacles extending behind me.

"Don't be so dramatic. They're just my tentacles. It's beneficial that you've acquired them. Currently, you can only use them as an extension of your body. However, in due time, you'll harness them as Absorption Lines. Plus, you can effortlessly unsummon them," Vritra remarked, her voice laced with a subtle snort.

A sigh of relief escaped me. The last thing I desired was an unexpected tail sprouting in my human form. Experimenting with the tentacles, I found them to be akin to having extra hands.

Although initially awkward, with sufficient practice, they promised to become a valuable asset. The prospect of wielding multiple weapons simultaneously ignited thoughts of soaring combat proficiency.

"Yeah, focus on honing your clan trait. It will naturally complement and enhance your newfound abilities," Vritra advised, steering my attention toward the path of mastery.

Throughout this entire period, Hawks and Noctis, alongside my other vigilant familiars, stood steadfast, forming a protective barrier against the lurking threats of the forest.

Emboldened by my newfound powers, a decision crystallized within me—I would now unleash these abilities against the very forest monsters my loyal companions had shielded me from.

Omniscient Perspective

The forest, now brimming with vibrant life, became the stage for Kouske's unfolding mastery over the Absorption Line. The tendrils behind him danced with ethereal grace, a manifestation of newfound power interwoven with the mysteries of the dungeon.

The elemental familiars, ever vigilant, observed their master's evolution with a keen awareness of the potential unleashed.

Within the depths of the enchanted forest, the air itself seemed to anticipate Kouske's next move. The echoes of countless creatures, both seen and unseen, lingered in the background as he prepared to test the limits of his enhanced abilities.

Encounter 7: Ethereal Harpies

Ethereal Harpy (Rank: E+): Enigmatic winged creatures with feathers that shimmer like moonlight. They lure unsuspecting prey with haunting melodies, and their talons possess the ability to drain magical energy.

The forest's canopy resonated with haunting melodies as a group of Ethereal Harpies descended from the treetops. Kouske, confident in his newfound capabilities, extended the Absorption Line towards the mystical beings, seeking to understand the extent of their magical prowess.

The Harpies, entranced by the ominous beauty of the tentacles, hesitated momentarily before unleashing a symphony of magical attacks. Kouske, with a flick of his wrist, directed the Absorption Line to intercept the magical onslaught. As the tendrils absorbed the ethereal energy, a subtle glow intensified within them.

Seizing the opportunity, Kouske channeled the absorbed magic into a powerful counterattack. The tentacles, now infused with the Harpies' own enchantments, lashed out with newfound strength. The creatures, unable to comprehend the sudden turn of events, succumbed to the very magic they had unleashed.
The forest, once echoing with the haunting melodies of the Ethereal Harpies, fell silent, overshadowed by the resounding victory of Kouske and his evolving abilities.

Kouske's Perspective

A triumphant smile played across my lips as I looked at the defeated Ethereal Harpies on the ground. The Absorption Line had proven its worth, not only as a defensive tool but as a conduit for mastering and repurposing the powers of others.

Vritra's voice echoed with approval, "A commendable display, Kouske. You've tapped into the potential of the Absorption Line with finesse. The synergy between its capabilities and your elemental familiars will undoubtedly become a force to be reckoned with."

Omniscient POV

After that, Kouske delved deeper into the mysteries of the dungeon, his capabilities growing with each encounter. The harmonious synergy between his elemental familiars, evolving powers, and the versatile Absorption Line paved the way for formidable challenges.

Encounter 8: Phantom Nymphs

Phantom Nymph (Rank: D): Ethereal beings with an otherworldly allure, capable of manipulating illusions to deceive and distract their foes. Their touch induces temporary paralysis.

The forest's atmosphere shifted, signaling the arrival of Phantom Nymphs. With an alluring dance, they sought to enthrall Kouske and his familiars. Unfazed, Kouske initiated a complex series of commands, directing his familiars to counter the nymphs' illusions.

The Wind Elemental Slime, guided by Hawks' keen eyes, disrupted the illusions with precise gusts of wind. Simultaneously, Noctis used its Darkness Manipulation to create shadows, revealing the true forms of the ethereal beings.

As the illusions shattered, Kouske seized the opportunity. The Absorption Line extended, not to absorb magic, but to entwine the Phantom Nymphs. In a surprising turn, the nymphs' allure became their downfall as the line drained their paralyzing energy.

With a strategic combination of Wind Manipulation and Darkness Manipulation, Kouske orchestrated a synchronized assault. The nymphs, now vulnerable, fell prey to Blaze Black Flare's relentless onslaught through the lines, their illusory beauty replaced by the reality of defeat.

The victorious symphony echoed through the enchanted forest as Kouske, his familiars, and the Absorption Line demonstrated their evolving prowess.

Kouske's Perspective

The aftermath of the encounter left me contemplating the depth of my newfound abilities. The Absorption Line had transcended its defensive role, evolving into a versatile tool that could adapt to diverse challenges.

Vritra's voice resonated within my mind, "Adaptability is the key to mastery. The dungeon is a canvas of infinite possibilities, and your journey is a testament to embracing the unknown."

Buoyed by the success of the encounter, with renewed determination, I pressed forward, eager to explore the depths of the dungeon and face whatever challenges lay in wait.

The synergy between my evolving powers, elemental familiars, and the Absorption Line formed an unbreakable bond, propelling me toward the uncharted territories of my potential.

Flashback end.

 

 

 

38. Elixir of Ascendance

 

 

 

Kouske's POV

I have a bright smile as I look at my status.

Kouske Miyamura
- Race: Human-Dragon Hybrid
- Age: 6 years
- Strength (Str): E+
- Endurance (End): E+
- Agility (Ag): E+
- Mana: D-
Skills:
- Summoning
- Taming
- Hypnosis (D)
- Body Transformation (E+)
- Teleportation (D)
- Memory Manipulation (D)
- Dark Curtain (D)
- Senbonzakura
- Flash Step
- Cloud Steps
- Whirlwind Shield (E+)
- Skill Sharing (D+)
-Sense Sharing 
- Mutated Sabnock Bloodline (A+)
- Metamorphic Mastery (B+)
- Ethereal Doppelgängers (B+)
- Demiplane (A+)
- Falna (C)
- Cognizance Nexus (D+)
Currently Shared Skills:
- Wind Manipulation (Hawks)
- Darkness Manipulation (Noctis)
- Ice Manipulation (Slime)
- Fire Manipulation (Slime)
- Water Manipulation (Slime)
- Earth Manipulation (Slime)
Items in effect:
- Vritra's Sacred Gear (B+)
- Fountain of Youth (A)
-Condicarment (Bracelet) (C)
Resistance:
- Poison Resistance (E+)
Points: 254500
Overall Power: E+

My overall power level now proudly stands at the esteemed E+ rank. I find immense satisfaction in the realization that my point count, reaching a substantial 254,500, is the tangible fruit of my unwavering dedication and relentless effort over these past two weeks.

Clarice, with an air of enthusiasm, breaks down the basic calculations for me:

Gloomroot Spriggans: 400 points
Thornshade Panther: 100 points
Foliage Wisps: 1400 points
Briarback Entling: 1100 points
Mossveil Basilisk: 1300 points
Verdant Treant: 1500 points
Ethereal Harpies: 350 points
Phantom Nymphs: 1300 points

Seeing my points I buy some things from the Shop.

Fountain of Youth Droplet(F):1000 points
Senzu Bean Seeds(A+):85000 points
Time Magic(A):80000 points
Gravity Manipulation(C):20000 points
Search(D):10000 points
Touki(C):20000 points

Subsequently, with a mere 38500 points remaining, I conjured a portal to the enigmatic Demiplane, greeted once again by its mesmerizing allure. Within, a clearing unveiled itself, adorned with intriguing new structures.

In the evolving tapestry of my creation, the future organization takes its name—Akatsuki, resonating with a sense of dawn and the promise of new beginnings. At its core, Vritra's magic circle stands proudly as the emblem, weaving its intricate patterns into the identity of Akatsuki.

Each building, from robust training centers to symbol-adorned schools and softly glowing research labs, bears witness to this potent symbol, aligning with the arcane power that pulses within.

Bulletin boards line the walls, poised to display the unfolding chapters of Akatsuki's story, waiting for the members yet to join this enchanting world. Common areas are thoughtfully designed to foster interaction among future members, while the dedicated potion-making room entices with the aroma of rare ingredients.

Living quarters provide a tranquil retreat, and the echoes of forging in the specialized weapon-crafting area hint at the extraordinary creations that will emerge.

In the heart of the organization's sanctum, the vault awaits its destiny, resonating with the anticipation of treasures that will soon find a home. Vritra's magic circle, now the symbol of Akatsuki, casts a soft glow over the vacant space, whispering of the potential for mystical artifacts and wonders that will define the organization's legacy.

As I stand within the quiet chamber, the air heavy with expectation, I recognize the empty vault as a canvas waiting for the magical creations and artifacts that will shape Akatsuki's destiny. The silence within echoes with the anticipation of the remarkable journey that lies ahead, while storage rooms brim with ingredients, forming a central hub for the alchemy of creation and sustenance.

Gazing upon this magical landscape, Vritra's magic circle binds everything together, a testament to the unique connection between this generation's Black Dragon King and the extraordinary world unfolding—a world awaiting those who will embrace the mystical allure of Akatsuki.

After a meticulous survey of the surroundings, my attention is drawn to the vicinity of the colossal Fresh Water Tree. With deliberate intent, I delicately nestle the Senzu bean seed into the fertile soil, saturating it with the essence of the Fountain of Youth's Droplets. Employing the arcane mastery of Time Magic, I accelerate the temporal currents around this specific area, orchestrating a swift dance of seasons within seconds.

In the enchanted aftermath, a sprout emerges from the earth, rapidly evolving into a resplendent tree. This botanical marvel, of medium stature, bears a distinctive feature – the life-affirming Senzu beans adorn its branches directly, eschewing the conventional notion of pods or husks. These beans, resplendent in their green, spherical glory, exhibit a remarkable variety, each possessing its own nuances of healing properties.

From the smaller, quick-recovery Small Beans to the more substantial, yet partial-rejuvenation Medium Beans, and finally, the comprehensive and potent Large Beans – a spectrum of vitality thrives within this verdant repository.

This living testament to magical synthesis not only captivates the observer but also promises an abundant source of the legendary Senzu beans, in their varied sizes and potencies, each ready to bestow its unique form of revitalization upon those in need.

Guided by the ancient wisdom of Vritra, I had previously devised a meticulous recipe for crafting potent healing potions. I ventured into the mystical fields of the Demiplane, plucking Senzu beans in preparation for a potion-making endeavor at Akatsuki's lab.

Armed with a preconceived recipe and the magical guidance of these legendary beans, I approached the potion-making sanctum. I also bought some necessary tools from the Shop which cost around 13000 points.

Eternal Essence Elixir(EEE)

Ingredients:

1. Senzu Beans - Sourced from the mystical fields of the Demiplane
2. Silverfern Petals - Harvested under the ethereal glow of illuminating green crystals in the Demiplane
3. Crystalized Sylphroot - Discovered in the hidden grottos of the Whispering Woods Trees
4. Lunarshade Bloom - Flourishes in the shadow of the Nightshade Peaks Mountain of Demiplane
5. Essence of Mystic Herbs - A blend of Wolfsbane, Mandrake Root, and Starthistle for added potency

Preparation:

1. Create a paste using the mystical properties of Wolfsbane, Mandrake Root, and Starthistle, blending them harmoniously.
2. Combine the paste with freshly plucked Silverfern Petals, capturing the essence of the illuminating green crystal rays.
3. Grind Crystalized Sylphroot into a fine powder using a mortar and pestle crafted from enchanted obsidian.
4. Mix the powdered Sylphroot with Lunarshade Bloom petals, carefully balancing their energies.
5. Infuse the mystical properties of Senzu Beans into a paste, enhancing the potion's healing potency.

Brewing Process:

1. Place the combined mixture into a cauldron forged from mystic alloys, set over a controlled flame fueled by enchanted wood from the Eternal Grove.
2. Maintain a constant temperature, gradually increasing it to a level just below boiling, stirring clockwise with a silver spoon made from moonstone.
3. Allow the potion to simmer for precisely 12 hours, ensuring the mixture remains in a liquid state without reaching a full boil.
4. Add a dash of liquid starlight, distilled from the purest celestial sources, at the halfway mark to elevate the potion's potency.

Cooling and Bottling:

1. After the 12-hour brewing process, permit the elixir to cool naturally for 3 hours, absorbing ambient magical energies.
2. Strain the mixture through a mesh woven from unicorn hair, separating any remaining solid particles. Utilizing the ethereal strands of the Luminescent Tresshair, a unique tree known for bearing unicorn-like hairs enhances the potion's purity and enchanting properties.
3. Transfer the liquid potion into a vial crafted from enchanted glass, sealing it with a wax made from the sap of the Luminescent Lotus.

Duration:

The Eternal Essence Elixir(EEE) retains its potency for several centuries after brewing. To unlock its maximum rejuvenating effects, consumption must occur within this timeframe. This elixir, a testament to the fusion of mystical herbs and the legendary Senzu Beans, stands as a beacon of enduring vitality in the magical realms.

Harnessing the arcane power of Time Magic, I compressed the temporal requirements for brewing this elixir into a mere fraction, expediting the entire process with mystical precision.

I used Observe on it.

Eternal Essence Elixir(EEE)
- Rank: A+
- Effect: The wondrous effects of the Eternal Essence Elixir(EEE) transcend conventional boundaries, reaching into the very essence of existence. This extraordinary elixir, despite its A+ rank, stands as a beacon of life, offering a profound and revitalizing experience. Consuming the elixir not only rejuvenates magical, demonic, and physical energies but also serves as a potent life-renewing elixir, granting individuals a second chance in the prime of their vitality.

In addition to its awe-inspiring attributes, the Eternal Essence Elixir(EEE) exhibits unparalleled healing prowess. Imbued with the essence of Senzu Beans and a harmonious blend of mystical herbs, it acts as a panacea, addressing both physical and metaphysical afflictions.

This elixir possesses the remarkable ability to restore/regrow severed limbs, cure incurable diseases, neutralize curses and poisons, and even heal wounded souls.

The restoration it bestows is not merely physical; it extends to the very core of one's being, making it a legendary elixir revered for its capacity to renew life in its entirety. Consuming the elixir is not just an act of healing but a profound journey toward wholeness and rejuvenation.




A triumphant grin spreads across my face, and an unexpected burst of laughter escapes my lips.

"Ha ha ha!"

[Kouske, that's rather unsettling,] remarks Clarice seeing my creepy smile.
Vritra was just silently watching.

Ignoring her comment, I relish the elation that the Eternal Essence Elixir (EEE) brings. Gazing upon this bluish-white potion, I decide to secure this precious concoction in my inventory, where time stands still.

Next, I head to the sacred grounds of the Senzu Beans Tree, planting additional seeds directly into the fertile soil, utilizing the tree's mystical essence. Employing the artistry of Time Magic, I expedite the growth of numerous trees, forming a verdant sanctuary. To fortify this botanical haven, I enshroud the area in a protective barrier, ensuring its safety.

Returning to the laboratory, my mind buzzes with experimentation. I delve into crafting variations of the elixir, adjusting the ratios of the blends to produce more potions from each batch, albeit with slightly reduced potency. This alchemical exploration promises a diverse array of healing elixirs, each tailored to specific needs and preferences.

Devoting the following days to relentless experimentation, I endeavor to concoct innovative potions using the meticulously gathered ingredients or distill refined versions from the existing elixir. During this period, I deployed a corporeal body double to seamlessly assume my responsibilities in the real world.

After an arduous span of intense labor, the fruits of my labor materialized, revealing a collection of groundbreaking results.

1. Diminished Vitality Elixir
- Rank: C+
- Effect: Near-complete revival of physical well-being with manageable exhaustion.

2. Moderate Rejuvenation Draught
- Rank: D
- Effect: Swift restoration of all health with heightened exhaustion.

3. Soulful Restoration Elixir
- Rank: C
- Effect: Gentle yet profound healing of wounded souls, offering emotional renewal.

4. Fading Vitality Draft
- Rank: F-
- Effect: Faint restoration of physical stamina, a rudimentary energy booster.

5. Lingering Life Infusion
- Rank: E
- Effect: Gentle easing of fatigue and modest replenishment of life energy.

I couldn't help but remark, "Azazel would start fucking salivating upon seeing these potions!"

[Kouske! Language!] says Clarice, scolding me.

'What's she? My mother?' I think in my head.

"Ha ha ha," Vritra laughs out loud, reveling in the spectacle.

 

 

39. Enigma of Elixirs: Kouske's Journey into Mystical Innovation.

 

 

Kouske's POV

Subsequently, I invest additional time delving into the intricacies of automating the potion-making process, envisioning a machine capable of crafting elixirs seamlessly when provided with the necessary ingredients.

Leveraging the insights gained from extensively studying the previously acquired tome on magical engineering, I harness the principles of expanded time zones using Time Magic, where time accelerates within, facilitating a more rapid learning curve.

Collaborating with the profound intelligence of Vritra and harnessing my own inventive faculties, the culmination of our efforts unfolds into a groundbreaking achievement.

MagiAlchemix Enchantifier

Appearance:

The MagiAlchemix Enchantifier is an elegant, intricately designed apparatus crafted from luminescent crystalline alloys. It features a series of interwoven arcane symbols that glow softly as magical energy courses through them. A central chamber, adorned with ethereal runes, houses the potion-making mechanism. Delicate tendrils of enchanted mist swirl around the machine, giving it an otherworldly aura.

Functionality:

The Enchantifier automates the potion-making process with unparalleled precision. Users simply input the desired potion recipe, and the machine seamlessly combines and brews the ingredients using magical conduits. The entire process is displayed through holographic projections, showcasing each step in a mesmerizing display of arcane craftsmanship.

Production Capacity:

The MagiAlchemix Enchantifier, a marvel of mystical engineering, possesses the remarkable capability to simultaneously produce up to fifty potions, addressing a diverse array of recipes with unparalleled efficiency.

Operating with the swiftness of a master alchemist, this enchanting apparatus completes the entire brewing process within a mere hour, guaranteeing a seamless and continuous production of magical elixirs. At the heart of its extraordinary functionality lies a set of intricately crafted runes, each bearing the essence of time manipulation.

Named the "ChronoSigils," these Nordic-inspired runes exhibit a delicate yet potent design. Shaped like intertwining branches of Yggdrasil, the World Tree, the ChronoSigils capture the essence of the ever-flowing currents of time.

The intricate loops and curves, reminiscent of ancient Norse craftsmanship, weave together to form a mesmerizing pattern that resonates with the magical energies harnessed within the MagiAlchemix Enchantifier.

The runic symbols, imbued with the essence of temporal manipulation, contribute to the machine's flawless orchestration of the brewing process, ensuring precise synchronization and timely completion.

Energy Core:

The Enchantifier stands as a marvel of magical engineering, its heartbeat powered by Celestial Crystals intricately woven into the fabric of nature's essence. These extraordinary gems, pulsating with the energy of the earth, serve as the lifeblood of the machine.

Positioned within its core, the Celestial Crystals synergize with the inherent power of nature, offering an enduring and self-sustaining source of magical energy. This harmonious blend ensures not only the continuous operation of the Enchantifier but also guarantees that its potency remains undiminished over time.

In this fusion of celestial wisdom and natural vigor, the Enchantifier stands as a testament to the seamless integration of magic and the elemental forces that surround it.

Additional Features:

1. Customization Interface: Users can fine-tune potion properties and strengths through a user-friendly holographic interface.
2. Self-Cleaning Mechanism: After each brewing session, the Enchantifier cleanses itself with a burst of purifying magical energy of Nordic runes, ensuring no residual effects from previous potions.
3. Safety Enchantments: Equipped with protective wards, the machine prevents unauthorized access and ensures the safe containment of potent magical energies during operation.

My innovative Eternal Essense Elixir(EEE), enriched with Senzu Beans and other mystical elements, is poised to redefine the potion industry, complemented by the advanced capabilities of the MagiAlchemix Enchantifier.

'I might just end up bankrupting the Phenex Clan by selling the higher-end potions,' I ponder with a sly grin spreading across my face, envisioning the potential financial upheaval. However, the gleam fades as quickly as it appears, giving way to a more calculated expression.

While the allure of substantial profit is undeniable and tempting, I recognize the importance of balance, especially considering Ravel's potential dismay at my actions.

This realization prompts a need for moderation. Striking a chord of moderation becomes imperative, steering away from drastic measures that might upset the established order... for now.

The fine line between ambition and prudence becomes the tightrope I navigate, ensuring that my endeavors bring about change without causing irreparable damage to the delicate fabric of existing alliances and relationships.

But no one would be able to avoid the substantial reduction in the Phenex Clan's wealth because of me.

The days of selling only to the leaders of specific factions are gone. This is the modern era of science AND magic.

So, I will revolutionize the approach by opening an online market for Akatsuki on DeviNet, the internet designed for the supernatural. Here, I will offer all my products and ensure efficient delivery through teleportation, transcending traditional limitations and bringing my magical creations to a global audience.

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Omniscient POV

In the vast expanse of the Demiplane, Kouske is engrossed in his own realm of existence. Simultaneously, a doppelgänger, Kouske #2, seamlessly assumes the responsibilities of Kouske's everyday life, their connection transcending spatial boundaries.

Even within the Demiplane, Kouske retains omniscient awareness of external events, manipulating the body double at will. In the intricacies of their link, the demise of one body merely becomes a transition, as Kouske seamlessly continues his existence within the other.

As the narrative unfolds, Kouske #2 leisurely traverses the familiar streets of the neighborhood, a living embodiment of Kouske's parallel presence. Engaging with the world, he unexpectedly encounters someone familiar, blurring the lines between the metaphysical and the tangible.

As Kouske unexpectedly stumbled upon someone caring for an abandoned puppy, he was greeted by the sight of her with an aura of gentle compassion.
Her appearance reflected a mix of elegance and kindness. Her chestnut brown hair cascaded in loose waves around her shoulders, framing a face adorned with soft features and warm hazel eyes.

At that moment, she wore a casual yet stylish outfit, a reflection of her effortless charm. A light, pastel-colored shirt complemented the day, while a pair of well-fitted jeans accentuated her slender figure.


"Kujo-san? Fancy meeting you here," said Kouske, surprising Rin from beside.

Caught off guard by Kouske's unexpected presence, Rin quickly straightened up, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment as she tried to compose herself. In an attempt to comfort the abandoned puppy, she found herself making silly faces, hoping to elicit a smile from the little canine.

Kouske, observing her antics, couldn't help but grin. "What's got you making those faces, Kujo-san?"

Rin flustered: "Oh, it's nothing, Miyamura-sama. Just trying to cheer up this little guy," she said while pointing at the abandoned puppy in a cardboard box.

Kouske, smirking: "Well, you're doing a great job. By the way, I've told you before that there's no need for being so formal. Just address me casually."

Rin, without changing her tone: "Okay, Miyamura-sama."

It seems she still agrees to disagree.

The corner of Kouske's eyes twitched at that with some annoyance.

Kouske, slightly uncomfortable, says again: "No need for 'sama.' Just Miyamura is fine."

Rin, pensively: "If you say so, Miyamura-sama."

Kouske, saying: "Rin Kujo-sama, you know you can drop the 'sama', right?"

Rin, with a monotonic tone: "But it's alright, Miyamura-sama."

Kouske just stared at her for a good few minutes.

Then Kouske, veins forming on his forehead, says: "Alright then, Kujo-sama. Let's see how long this game lasts. What are you going to do with this puppy?"

Rin looked troubled for a while and said, "My family doesn't allow pets. So...."

"Woof!"

The lost puppy, a small and youthful creature, gazed at Rin with its big round pleading eyes, its appearance tugging at the heartstrings. Its fur, adorned in a striking palette of red and black, created a visually captivating spectacle. The unique coloration added a touch of mystery to its already endearing charm, making it stand out amidst the urban surroundings.

The breed, though not entirely clear, showcased a delicate blend of various canine lineages, contributing to the puppy's distinctive appearance. Its youthfulness and innocence were accentuated by the vibrant hues, creating a poignant contrast against the concrete jungle backdrop.

In its innocent and youthfully expressive eyes, one could sense a gentle plea for compassion and care. The puppy, evidently in the early stages of life, exuded an energy that echoed the vibrancy of youth. As it stood there, looking up at Rin, its gender became apparent through subtle details in its features, adding an extra layer of connection between the two beings.

Amidst the urban backdrop, this lone and forlorn puppy, adorned in red and black, brought an unexpected touch of nature's beauty, emphasizing the need for kindness and understanding in the bustling human world.

Feeling troubled, she looked sad to just leave the puppy here. Someone might end up helping the puppy, but that's not always the case, and something bad might happen to the puppy in the meantime.

Kouske says, "Then why don't we find him a new home? There must be at least someone who wants a new pet. If we can't find someone, we can just leave him in a pet shop."

Rin says hesitatingly, "But do you have time? It might take some time to look for someone to take care of the puppy."

Kouske gives her an assuring nod.

Rin smiled at Kouske. She hasn't known Kouske for long, but this certainly put him in a favorable position in her eyes.

"You are kind, Miyamura-sama," Rin says with a bright smile.

"You are also kind, Kujo-sama," Kouske says sarcastically with a mischievous smile.

Rin just smiled awkwardly at that.

After that, they used the whole afternoon to look for an owner to take the puppy in. Thankfully, they were successful. An old grandma living alone wanted to take the puppy in.

All of them left happily for their respective homes, the shared effort creating a bond between Rin and Kouske that went beyond just playful banter.

 

 

 

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40. Momiji's Isolation and Convergence in the Silent Night.

 

 

Omniscient POV

Nakiri Clan

One of the Five Great Families, they are a powerful clan of mystics linked to the Shinto Gods and have served them for generations, well-known for purifying evil spirits.

The clan rules over the powers of the Sacred Beasts, with the Nakiri Clan in possession of one known as the Yellow Dragon.

The Nakiri Clan has been blessed by the Shinto Gods, allowing its members to use the Earth Phase, one of the Five Elements, which enables them to manipulate the Earth.

The Nakiri Clan is noted to be the leading clan among the Five Principal Clans.

In the Nakiri clan, there is a secret isolation barrier technique.

In their personal dimension, they seal treasures hidden by the Nakiri themselves and dangerous objects that should not surface.

Something strictly kept hidden, accumulating ten layers of that barrier technique to isolate 'IT' from the outside world.

'IT' was neither a precious item nor a secret formula passed down in the Nakiri clan, but a girl──.

The space of the Tokyo Dome area was basically a blank world, both the sky and the ground were bright white.

A magnificent Shinto Shrine was built in the center of that white space.

Whoever had entered there was a young boy.

The young boy was one of the special people even in the Nakiri clan, who were allowed to enter this barrier.

His name is──Nakiri Ryuuta, born in the Nakiri clan, five years old.

Ryuuta entered the Shinto Shrine, heading to the back. There resided what was being hidden strictly in this space.

Ryuuta opened the door to the back room.

There──was a girl's room. Ryuuta caught the girl who was sitting in front of the TV, playing. The girl was twelve years old.

What appeared to be end credits were playing on the television. Apparently, the game was over.

Ryuuta took the desk chair and sat there.

He asks the girl.

"Momiji-chan, have you finished the game that Nakagami-niisan gave you...that isn't the case anymore, that Ouryuu-san gave you?"

The girl named Momiji nodded disinterestedly.

"Yes. After all, I can't entertain myself with anything other than playing... Also, since I can't play games with an internet connection while inside this『Dome Barrier』, I feel much more bored."

The girl──Nakiri Momiji has lived for a long time in this space isolated from the outside world.

The reason is that in her body ──she harbors a taboo stray that for nothing in the world should ever come to the surface.

Even in the Nakiri clan, those who know about it are few. It was a secret of such magnitude that only people in central positions knew it, the current head of the family who is Momiji's father, and the next head of the family──Nakiri Nakagami no Ouryuu who is her older brother.

In the case of Ryuuta who visits this place, he has not been made aware of what resides in the girl's body.
Ouryuu simply told Ryuuta: "She has a condition that should not come to the surface," then, being her cousin, he allowed him access as a conversation partner so that Momiji would not feel alone.

Momiji says, "Hey, Ryuuta. When do you think I will be able to leave this place?"

Ryuuta just bowed his neck at Momiji's question.

"Hmm, I've also asked Ouryuu-san several times, but I don't understand the main point, you know?"

"I see...Nii-san hasn't appeared recently either, really, how boring."

Momiji sighed out of deep boredom.

Nakiri Nakagami no Ouryuu, her older brother, has not spoken in detail about the power that resides in the person in question, to Momiji, his younger sister.

And if he did──it's probably because he was aware that something not very good would happen.

Momiji wants nothing more than to leave this isolated space and live with her family happily again.

Even if she doesn't know what it is, she knows it is because of the power inside her that she has to remain here.

Ryuuta let out an exclamation as if remembering something for the displeased Momiji.

Ryuuta took out a file from his suitcase.

"...Ouryuu-san asked me to deliver this to you. I think later, Ouryuu-san will explain it too..."

Hearing that it was a gift from her older brother, Momiji, interested, received Ryuuta's file. When she opened it, a document appeared.

Momiji flipped through the document.

"...A proposal for a new game?"

Momiji said that.

Ryuuta, interested, asks her.

"Hee, a proposal for a new game? Did Ouryuu-san also get involved in the game industry?"

On the one hand, the Nakiri clan makes a living using supernatural abilities, and on the surface world, they are involved in various industries, deriving wealth from there.

Momiji read the contents of the document with interest.

"It seems like this uses mobile phones. Somehow, it sounds interesting."

Ryuuta asked Momiji, who, while saying that, continued reading the document.

"Does it have a name?"

"Yes, although it is still just a provisional name."

Momiji showed him the cover of the document.

[──Denpachi]

That is the origin of karma──.

That is what announces the first sign of life of Darkness──

The name of the power resides in Nakiri Momiji──one of the [God Killing Weapons, a Longinus Sacred Gear], the so-called [Telos Karma].

In a place unknown to the young man with the dog and the leader of the fallen angels, the wheels of destiny quietly and surely go crazy.

Events will take place a few years before SLASHDØG meets "Diabolus Dragon" and "Cross Times Kiss", only if a certain someone doesn't interfere.

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Kouske's POV

Waking up beside a sleeping beauty is always delightful. It's far more enjoyable than staying confined in the Demiplane. Deciding not to disturb Lavinia's sleep, I carefully move out of the bed.

In the early morning, before the sun graces the sky, I find myself running in the middle of the night. The winter cold seeps into my body, yet I sense a newfound resistance to the chill. Running alone at this hour is oddly refreshing, sweeping away all lingering thoughts from my mind.

The potion-making apparatus is now operational within the Demiplane, consistently churning out a myriad of potions.

Yesterday, I acquired some intel about Momiji Nakiri from the sla*ahem* gangsters. It appears she's confined within the Nakiri Clan House, never venturing beyond the Clan's confines, which is regrettable.

Given my current limited capabilities, infiltrating the Nakiri Clan's main territory abruptly isn't feasible.

It looks like I'll have to delay my encounter with Momiji Nakiri, but it must happen before Mitsuya Kanzaki reaches her.

I suppose I'll need to dedicate some time to grinding in order to improve my skills, with a specific focus on leveling up my 'Dark Curtain' ability.
This body is also about to turn seven, just a few days away.

Currently, I've assumed my Akatsuki form. It's wise to avoid attracting unnecessary attention; people might get concerned if they see a young child running alone in the darkness of the night....or so I had thought.

Lost in my contemplation, I failed to perceive the presence of the new individual jogging alongside me. An elven golden-yellow-eyed woman with flowing gray hair and sun-kissed tanned skin, she wielded a large nodachi at her side. Surprisingly she had multiple number of piercings on her elongated ears.

The realization struck me – she was a familiar face from Cleria's peerage. Encountering her so unexpectedly sparked a twinge of surprise within me.

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Navirose Celcia's POV

I am a knight piece in Cleria Belial's service, and my entire existence is devoted to the art of swordsmanship.

Indeed, people may betray you, but a loyal sword remains your eternal companion—that's my unwavering belief in life.

I wield my sword solely for my master's protection. The Cluster incident revealed my shortcomings; without Akatsuki's intervention, we might have faced dire consequences. I must intensify my training, striving to become stronger and embody the unwavering strength my master deserves.

Even Mark and Maria, the two of the youngest among us, are working harder than ever. How could I, as their senior, fall behind?

Since then, my practice with Hiroshi-dono has intensified. Today was no exception. After my regular run, I was scheduled to meet up with Hiroshi-dono for sword practice.

However, before I could reach our meeting point, I ran into him unexpectedly. Despite searching for two whole weeks without finding a trace, he suddenly appeared in front of me out of nowhere.

I cannot let him go now; Cleria-sama is looking for him. So, I quickly ran alongside him, observing him completely absorbed in his thoughts.

During our previous encounter, due to the ongoing fight and tension, I couldn't properly notice his face.

He possesses long wavy dark black hair and a sharp skin tone. Some strands obstruct his eyes, but behind them, his ocean-blue eyes are visible.

Those captivating eyes seem to hold the entire ocean within them, with water waves dancing in various ways.

He boasts a long and handsome face that no woman could deny. Concealed beneath his simple t-shirt is a chiseled body that could captivate anyone.

He might be one of the most handsome men I've ever seen in my entire life as a devil. Snapping out of my trance, a negligible blush graced my face at that moment, which I was unaware of.

I took a second look at him, noticing the muscle structures in his hands, proving he was not just a regular magician but also a trained warrior proficient in using some kind of weaponry.

Finally, I decided to call out to him.

"Hey, wait!"

 

 

 

41. Moonlit Encounters and Culinary Ventures: Bonds, Battles, and Breakfast.

 

 

Omniscient POV

Under the moonlit sky, Navirose abruptly interrupted their jog, her cold voice cutting through the silence. "Hey, wait!"

Kouske slowed down, turning to face her with a calm expression. "Something on your mind?"

Her gray hair glimmered in the moonlight as she observed him with piercing eyes. "You are Akatsuki, right? The one who intervened in our fight last time?"

Kouske acknowledged her with a subtle nod.

Upon receiving confirmation, a faint smile etched across Navirose's usually icy demeanor.

"First of all, thank you for everything you did that day. Without your help, we would have been in big trouble. I'm Navirose Celcia, by the way, Cleria Belial's knight piece," Navirose expressed, her tone resonating with genuine gratitude.

"Hm. You are welcome," Kouske replied, his response measured.

"But why did you help us? And why did you even leave so suddenly?" Navirose inquired.

"I happened to witness your fight against the strays. I helped eliminate them because nothing good comes from letting those stray devils live. As long as they exist, more innocent people will suffer. You don't need to feel grateful; it's in everyone's interest to avoid causing more trouble. However, it would be beneficial if your kind could abstain from further complications. After all, stray devils are problems created by devils in the first place. As for leaving abruptly, I have no reason to involve myself with devils," Kouske responded nonchalantly.

"I can't speak for all devils, but my master is different. You won't find any case of strays emerging from the Noble House of Belial," Navirose replied solemnly.

Kouske observed her in silence for a moment.

"Nonetheless, we would like to repay you for your help. That potion you used must have been expensive. At the very least, we need to reimburse you for that," Navirose stated after a brief pause.

Kouske pondered for a moment before agreeing, "You will have to pay in cash. And for the help, you can return the favor in the future when I need assistance."

"Nn. We will pay in full cash and help you as long as it is within House Belial's capability. I'm sure my master wouldn't refuse to help you. Can you spare some time to meet with my master?" Navirose asked.

"Not today. I will meet you guys next Sunday," Kouske replied.

"Sure. Here is our summoning pamphlet. If you inject magic into it, it will teleport you directly to our house in the human world. If you are uncomfortable with that, we can also choose a different place that you prefer," Navirose explained in her captivating voice.

"No, it's alright. I will be there," Kouske replied, accepting the pamphlet and preparing to teleport away.

"Wait. I'd like to spar with you sometime. You also use a weapon, right?" Navirose asked, her curiosity tinged with enthusiasm at the prospect of a battle.

Kouske simply smiled and nodded.

"Then we might get a chance next time. Until then, take care, Miss Celcia," Kouske replied.

"Okay," Navirose responded as Kouske vanished. Only then did she realize she didn't get any of his contact information, having only given him theirs. Well, she would undoubtedly meet him next Sunday and learn more about him.

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Kouske's POV

As Kouske materialized in his home, he discovered Lavinia peacefully asleep in their room. Deciding not to disturb her slumber, he quietly moved to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

[Are you truly planning to visit them this Sunday?] inquired Clarice.

"Nn," Kouske replied with a subtle nod, his thoughts already focused on the upcoming encounter with Cleria and her peerage.

[But wouldn't it have been better to meet them somewhere neutral? You will be going directly to their home ground where they hold the advantage.] expressed Clarice with concern.

"Hmph! Dragons do not need to fear everything. If you fear meeting some high-class devils, then it's disgraceful," retorted Vritra with haughtiness.

"Vritra's right. Do I need to fear in every step I take?" Kouske replied, his confidence unwavering.

[But you should still be careful when making contact with devils. They are deceitful creatures.] Clarice chastised.

"She's right, kid. Dragons should be prideful but do not think recklessness and being proud are the same thing. In the future, if you get similar invitations from stronger beings, then you should be tactful with what you do. For now, work hard to not shame the name of the 'Black Dragon King.' This Sunday, you will officially meet them as this generation's one and only Black Dragon King. They must already have ideas because of you using Blaze Black Flare last time," cautioned Vritra to make him more cautious.

"Hm. I will remember that. And I don't think Cleria will do anything to harm me, though I can't say the same about her peerage members, as they are totally unknown to me," Kouske replied.

"Ko-kun. When did you wake up?" At that moment, Lavinia came in while rubbing her sleepy eyes.

"Wash your face first, Rey-chan~. I'm making Frittata for breakfast. It will be finished cooking soon," I replied to the sleepyhead.

"Okay~!" replied Lavinia.

Lavinia beamed with joy, hearing that I was making an Italian dish, and went to freshen up. I'm actually learning different Italian food recipes so that Lavinia can always feel at home.

Frittata is a versatile Italian dish that can be enjoyed for breakfast, and it's easy to make at home. It's essentially an egg-based dish similar to an omelet or crustless quiche.

The beauty of a frittata lies in its customizability; you can add various ingredients like vegetables, cheese, or even leftover meats to suit your taste. It's a quick and satisfying breakfast option with a taste that reflects the rich flavors of Italian cuisine.

Exploring cooking has become quite enjoyable as a hobby. I'm starting to grasp why Emiya got into cooking. Maybe, just maybe, someday I can even rival Emiya's culinary skills... or not. Beating him would be an extremely tough challenge, but setting it as a side goal adds a fun touch to the culinary journey.

After a while, Lavinia returned, radiating infectious positive energy and sporting a bright smile. By then, I had finished preparing breakfast.

Seated at the table, I served us the frittata. As Lavinia took the first bite, she couldn't contain her delight.

"Ko-kun! It's delicious. Your cooking is becoming more and more tasty by the day," Lavinia complimented with genuine enthusiasm.

"Thanks, Rey-chan," I replied.

While enjoying the meal, I overheard her murmuring, 'Maybe I should also start learning cooking so that we can spend more time together.'

Touched by Lavinia's thoughts, I was also slightly appalled at the idea of teaching her to cook. Although I never really tried teaching her how to cook, the prospect of experimenting with culinary lessons brought to mind Sona's unbelievable inability to bake.

Just thinking about the disastrous aftermath made me reluctant, and I decided to shift the responsibility to Aunt Arene or someone else. [A/N: If I remember correctly, Sona has an INABILITY to bake, right?]

After that, we went through our usual routine, and the day ended without anything worth mentioning—just some training and bonding.

In these two months since our meeting, Lavinia and I have interacted with the Tenjoins and Kujos several times, which has brought me a bit closer to Saki. She's at least calling me Kouske-san instead of Miyamura-san. However, Rin still persists in her usual demeanor. So I'm also doing the same to her.

Saki and Asagi also got acquainted with each other. Their initial interactions were a bit strained due to their contrasting personalities—Saki, trying to maintain her noble, elegant, and attention-seeking demeanor, while Asagi-chan is quite crude and brutal with her speech. Surprisingly, they are doing quite well for now. At least, they are not quarreling all the time, with Saki mostly taking the initiative to speak first.

Despite occasional arguments, the fact that Saki and Asagi are making progress in their relationship is a positive sign. Building connections takes time, and it seems they're gradually finding common ground.

Ryuga and Sali also met with the Azusawas, our closest neighbors, creating a connection that might lead to further interactions in the future.

As I prepare to venture into the dungeon, I've decided to send Lavinia to the tutorial slime dungeon along with Noctis and a few other elemental slimes.

To ensure her safety and preparedness, I've equipped her with numerous health and mana potions.

Witnessing her advancement in mastering the sacred gear and honing magical abilities, it becomes evident that practical experience is the next crucial step in her development.

Meanwhile, the mystery of creating mana potions remains unsolved, prompting further exploration and experimentation, I(we) still have to figure out how to make them.

 

 

42. Maiden's Arrival: A Symphony of Time and Roses.

 

 

Kouske's POV

It's 26th of October, the day of my 7th birthday. Apparently, we both share the same birthday both in this life and the previous one.

Lavinia and the others have been acting weird since two days ago. They have been rather secretive about something. And I'm not dull enough to not know what it's about. But I decided not to say anything to ruin their fun.

A few days ago, I noticed Lavinia and Asagi entering a room in my house, and when curiosity led me to investigate, Lavinia swiftly interjected with a firm "Ko-kun! Do not enter this room!" – an unexpected denial of access within my own home.

Subsequently, Saki, Rin, and Irina also made visits. Choosing to overlook their activities, given the obvious reasons for their actions and their status as children, I decided to let them enjoy their youthful escapades without further interference.

I chose to revel in the beauty of nature for the time being. As autumn nears its end, the foliage in the surroundings gracefully surrenders its vibrant hues to embrace the impending winter. The cycle of ripened fruits and nuts approaches its conclusion.

In response, I've embarked on a garden transformation, introducing Sakura Cherry trees and an array of roses, including the enchanting blue ones – a personal favorite and a delight for Lavinia. While it requires patience for these additions to flourish, I've also planted an assortment of fruits and flowers, anticipating a diverse and vibrant garden in the seasons to come.

The day concluded with an air of normalcy, yet the people around me continued to exhibit suspicious behavior. At around 9 pm, Lavinia herself ushered me into the room she had vehemently warned me to avoid before. I could feel people's presence in this room.

When I entered, the whole room was adorned with an array of colorful balloons, each one gently swaying in the ambient air. The walls were draped with shimmering streamers, casting a festive glow across the space. A table at the center boasted a delightful spread of birthday treats, surrounded by joyful chatter and laughter echoing in the celebration-filled room.

The joyous chorus of "Happy Birthday!" resonated as I stepped into the room, greeted by a grand birthday cake presented by everyone. Swiftly, I cut the cake and shared its sweetness, distributing joy among everyone present.

The Tenjoins, the Kujos, the Azusawas, and the Shidous gathered along with Momo, creating an intimate birthday party that lasted for about an hour or so. I was actually touched by the presence of each one of them. Following the cake-cutting ceremony, we all enjoyed a shared dinner, and they generously presented me with thoughtful gifts.

Despite my nonchalant view towards birthdays, recognizing them as a marker of passing years, the occasional celebration proved to be a pleasant deviation from the routine of life.

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In the hallway of my home, I stood alongside Lavinia, holding the summoning card I obtained from clearing the tutorial dungeon. Presently, I am in my adult form.

"Ko-kun, what's that card?" Lavinia asked, her curiosity evident as she pointed at the sudden appearance of the card in my hand.


"It's a summoning card. It will let us summon someone who might join us in our home to stay with us," I replied.

"So new family?!" Lavinia asked excitedly.

I nodded in response to Lavinia's excitement.

"Yes, potentially a new family member," I confirmed, holding the summoning card with a mix of anticipation and uncertainty. The card's gacha function meant it could summon anyone, and my luck with gacha had always been questionable. The prospect of summoning someone unexpected, perhaps even eccentric, loomed over me. The fear of summoning someone like Puri-puri Prisoner sent shivers down my spine, my body involuntarily reacting to the unsettling possibility.

An angel like Lavinia will gladly accept someone like him. But the mere thought of expending my precious summoning card on such a choice was both infuriating and disappointing. Gacha had never been my preference, and this unexpected dilemma only intensified my distaste for the unpredictable outcomes it brought.

"[Kouske! Don't worry about all that and just inject your mana.]" Clarice's optimistic encouragement resonated in my mind.

"Just get on with it without dawdling," urged Vritra, prompting me to proceed swiftly.

Their contrasting but straightforward advice compelled me to focus on the task at hand and inject mana into the summoning card without further hesitation.

After a moment of gathering myself, I infused the card with mana. It responded with a luminous flash, hovering in front of me. Lavinia observed the spectacle with sparkling eyes.

Subsequently, the familiar blue summoning circle of the system materialized, and from its ethereal glow, a figure emerged, marking the culmination of the summoning ritual.

The figure materialized from the summoning circle, and as the radiant light subsided, a mysterious yet elegant presence stood before us. It was a woman with flowing silver hair and scarlet eyes, adorned in a meticulously designed maid uniform that exuded an air of sophistication. The aura of grace and mystery enveloped her, leaving an indelible impression on the hallway of our home.

'Is that Grayfia Lucifuge?!' I exclaimed, caught off guard by the striking resemblance. The shock rippled through me—why would Lucifer's wife be in my house? Questions about her identity, whether she was the same Grayfia or a doppelganger from another world, flooded my mind in rapid succession. However, as quickly as these thoughts arose, they dissipated when she gracefully introduced herself.

"Sakuya Izayoi, at your service," she spoke with a graceful bow, dispelling any doubt.

Indeed, she is Sakuya Izayoi from the illustrious Scarlet Mansion in the Touhou Project, recognized as the Perfect and Elegant Maid, often referred to as the Time-Stopping Maid. Gifted with the remarkable ability to halt or decelerate time, she seamlessly weaves her time magic into a breathtaking display of precise and elegant knife-throwing techniques, making her a captivating and formidable presence in the Touhou universe.

Most significantly, her unwavering loyalty to Remilia Scarlet in the Scarlet Mansion establishes her as an exceptionally trustworthy individual. If I remember correctly Grayfia's character was inspired by Sakuya.

Lavinia's eyes widened in awe, at seeing the elegant maid.

"Wow! She looks amazing! Can she stay with us, Ko-kun?" Lavinia asked, excitement evident in her voice.

'That was the entire reason for the summon,' I replied silently in my head.

"Welcome to our house, Izayoi-san. I'm Kouske Miyamura, and this is Lavinia Reni," I greeted Sakuya.

"Are you the one who summoned me?" Sakuya asked curiously.

"Yes," I replied.

"And the reason being?" Sakuya inquired.

I explained to her how I obtained a summoning card, which had the potential to summon just about anyone. As a result of the summoning ritual, she found herself summoned into our home.

"I understand," Sakuya replied very calmly.

"Then, do you have any problem living with us in this house, Izayoi-san?" I asked her, while Lavinia looked at her in nervous anticipation.

"I can live in this house as your maid. But you will have to call me Sakuya, as the master giving his maid so much respect is sometimes frowned upon," Sakuya replied.

"That's easy, Sakuya-san," I replied immediately in glee. Why would I refuse her generous offer like those betas?

After that, I showed her an empty room for her to stay. Then, I reverted to my younger form and started explaining to her about this world and my status as a half-devil. I also explained some of my powers and heritage.

At first, she was surprised to see me take a younger form, but in a private conversation away from Lavinia, I explained about my older soul and the ability to change my age at will. She, having seen many strange things in her life, easily accepted this revelation.

The reason for initially appearing as an adult was to create a lasting first impression. Recognizing that no one would take a child seriously, especially in a professional setting, I aimed to ensure she treated me accordingly due to being an adult.

Now, whenever she dealt with me, she would be aware that she was interacting with an adult rather than a child, even if I looked like this for the moment. It served as a precautionary measure against whoever might have been summoned through the card.

Her loyalty was also secured through the system, even though someone with her personality didn't necessarily need such measures. It wasn't a form of brainwashing by any means; she had the freedom to refuse to stay here, but she couldn't disclose any information about me. Clarice had explained this to me before – it was a precautionary measure.

It was quite late in the middle of the night, so we all went to sleep in our respective rooms. Sakuya didn't say anything after seeing Lavinia and me sleeping together. A small part of me kind of hoped she would join us.

 

 

 

43. Resilience Amidst Shadows and Whispers of Remembrance.

 

 

Omniscient POV

Saji Residence

In the quiet embrace of a traditional, somewhat weathered two-story building, a Japanese funeral ritual unfolded with the grace of somber tradition. The air was laden with the scent of incense, drifting between ancient wooden beams. Muted sunlight filtered through the papered shoji screens, casting a delicate glow on the gathered mourners dressed in respectful black attire. The room echoed with whispers and the soft rustle of silk as attendees paid their respects to the departed.

As the ceremony progressed, an air of suspense clung to the room, a poignant mix of grief and anticipation for what lay ahead. The rituals passed down through generations, unfolded like a carefully choreographed dance of tradition, embodying the delicate balance between life and death.

Now, as the traditional ceremony continued, Genshirou Saji's young heart bore the weight of grief and responsibility. In the midst of the mourning crowd, his small frame stood resilient, a determined spark in his eyes. He was no stranger to hardship, and despite the sorrow etched on his young face, an unwavering will to protect his siblings radiated from within.

Though still a child, he understood the gravity of the moment; his parents had really left them alone in this world. They died in a vehicular accident. But he could not break down in sorrow in front of his younger siblings. If he breaks down, who will be their shield?

Saji gazed at the flickering candles, the room filled with a solemn ambiance. As the priest chanted ancient verses, memories of laughter and warmth flooded his mind. His parents, now mere echoes in the corridor of time, left him with an emptiness he couldn't articulate.

"Stay strong, Saji. You're the man of the family now," whispered an elderly relative, a hand on Saji's shoulder, conveying both sympathy and a call to fortitude.

Saji's eyes locked onto the little Kaho and Gengo, his younger siblings who looked to him for reassurance. Amidst the palpable grief, a flicker of resolve ignited within him.

In the midst of the mourning crowd, Saji clutched the hands of the crying Kaho and Gengo, silently vowing to be the strength they needed. The weight of responsibility sat heavily on his small shoulders, but amidst the sorrow, he found the resilience to be the pillar his siblings could lean on.

As the ceremonial proceedings continued, Saji's grandfather, a figure of solace, approached them with open arms. "Come here, my dear ones," he said, embracing them with a warmth that transcended words. "I'll take care of you now."

The reassurance in his grandfather's embrace almost brought tears to Saji's eyes. However, in front of his grandparents, he still needed to stay strong. Grieving parents were hard for anyone to bear, especially grandparents witnessing the loss of their own child.

Yet, Saji held back his emotions, offering a silent promise to protect and provide for his siblings, a promise that echoed within the sacred space of the funeral ritual.

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Ryuga Tenjoin's POV

I've recently acquired information about Lavinia Reni, and there appears to be no evident connection to the Miyamuras. I don't know how Kouske-kun met Lavinia-san. But at least from my observations, she is a good child and doesn't seem to harbor any ill intentions toward him.

I also had the opportunity to meet the Azusawas, who are believed to be a family of youkais by the informants. Although I couldn't determine the specific type of youkais they are, my initial interaction with them suggested that they are friendly people. However, to gain a deeper understanding, further observation is necessary.

Kouske-kun's unnatural physical growth rate and his behavioral changes lead toward him coming in contact with the supernatural. I just hope he hasn't gotten into anything troublesome.

As I fixate on the image portraying two men immersed in cheerful laughter, a profound sense of nostalgia engulfs me. The delicate threads of sentiment tug at my emotions, and there's a subtle vulnerability in my eyes as if a few tears are poised to break free from their confines, reflecting the bittersweet beauty of the moment captured in that photograph.

"I apologize, Kaito. Regrettably, I couldn't prevent your son from delving into the supernatural, despite your aversion to such matters. At this moment, all I can offer is my sincere apology for falling short in my efforts."

As prominent figures in one of Japan's leading conglomerates, and possibly worldwide, we were aware of the supernatural world, engaging in frequent dealings with these enigmatic forces. Despite our awareness, Kaito held a distinct aversion to the egotistical and selfish nature of such entities.

Both our conglomerates, notably, had dealings with the Agares Devil Pillar House. Iselin, despite her cheerful demeanor, hailed from a supernatural background, shrouded in trauma that she never disclosed—leaving us to suspect a lineage of magicians.

Kaito's profound discomfort with the supernatural persisted, and he ardently wished to shield his family from entanglements with these forces. Regrettably, it appears I've faltered in upholding this desire, and the thought of facing him in the afterlife with this failure weighs heavily on my conscience, casting a somber shadow over my thoughts.

"What are you moping all alone in the darkness for, Ryuu-chan?" Sali suddenly startles me from behind.

"Nothing," I replied calmly.

"Don't think you can keep secrets from me. You were totally in a mopey mood just now, weren't you?" Sali quips, a cute pout playing on her face.

Keeping secrets from her was never an option; she had this uncanny ability to uncover everything. I'm genuinely grateful to have met her.

"Just reminiscing about the good old days. Kaito, Iselin, and us—always together. But human life is so fragile. A single accident snatched my lifelong friend away from me," I respond, a touch of nostalgia lingering in my words.

Sali suddenly pulls my head towards her and hugs me tightly to comfort me.

"Don't worry, Ryuu-chan. There's still so much ahead for us. Do you think Kaito and Iselin would want to see you like this?" Sali reassures though shadows of sadness linger on her face.

"A somber Ryuu-chan isn't cute at all~! I prefer your cool and composed side more~." Sali playfully remarks, her tone carrying a sultry note as affection sparkles in her eyes.

The atmosphere takes on a cozy and heated vibe. Our gazes lock, faces drawing closer...

Just as the moment intensifies, a knock on the door accompanied by Saki's voice interrupts us. Swiftly, we compose ourselves, attempting to regain a semblance of normalcy.

"What's going on, Saki-chan?" inquires Sali, her curiosity piqued, considering Saki's usual early bedtime.

Saki looked flustered and seemed to be hesitating to say something.

"Okaa-sama, Lavinia-san mentioned today that Kouske-san's birthday is on the 26th of October. I thought it would be nice to organize a grand celebration for him," Saki reveals after a moment.

Sali and I were pleasantly surprised to hear that. How could we forget about such a thing? I realize I need to pay more attention to that child. After all, children cherish celebrations, especially birthdays. In the absence of Kaito and Iselin, if we don't organize something for him, who else will?

"How could I have forgotten? We'll throw him one of the grandest parties ever, Saki-chan!" Sali responds with infectious enthusiasm.

"Nn. We'll organize a special one for him," I affirm.

As we delve into planning extravagant festivities, Kai intervenes, pointing out that given Kouske-kun's personality, he'd prefer a smaller, intimate gathering with close friends.

Reluctantly, we opt for a more modest celebration, yet I find solace in witnessing Saki forging a closer and supportive friendship with the child.

 

 

 

44. Sakuya's Breakfast, Saji's Struggles, and Unseen Bonds.

 

 

Kouske's POV

In the early morning, I am roused by the delightful sizzle emanating from the kitchen, a promising sign that someone is already busy preparing breakfast.

As I venture into the kitchen, I discover Sakuya orchestrating the morning feast. She's taken the initiative to rise before me, ensuring a delicious start to our day. With a keen awareness, she acknowledges my entrance.

"Good morning, Miyamura-sama. Please be patient; breakfast will be ready shortly," Sakuya greets me with a graceful bow, clad in her impeccable maid uniform.

"Morning, Sakuya-san. You can just call me Kouske, you know," I respond, aiming for a more casual interaction.

"No. A maid shouldn't directly address her master like that," Sakuya replies with unwavering poise.

"You did suggest a more casual approach yesterday. Seems only fair if you reciprocate," I quip, feigning a touch of hurt.

"Miyamura-sama, that's..." Sakuya is momentarily at a loss for words, navigating my unexpected playfulness.

"How about at least 'Kouske-sama' then?" I propose.

"Okay," after a contemplative pause, she concedes, adding a subtle touch of formality to my name.

"So, what are you cooking?" I asked curiously, my senses captivated by the appetizing aroma wafting through the air.

"Vegetable and Turkey Scramble," Sakuya responded.

[A/N: I actually made mistakes many times and wrote Grayfia instead of Sakuya. I mean, they look almost the same!😅🤣]

I tried to recall some details about the dish. A nutritious breakfast, the Vegetable and Turkey Scramble, brings together lean ground turkey, vibrant bell peppers, tomatoes, onions, and fresh greens like spinach or kale. Seasoned with herbs and spices, it offers a perfect fusion of protein, vitamins, and minerals. Whether served on whole grain toast or in a wrap, it promises a delicious and balanced start to the day.

"Let me help you cook, Sakuya-san," I said, enthusiasm bubbling in my voice.

"That won't be necessary, Kouske-sama. It is a maid's duty to cook," Sakuya firmly refused.

"I also want to cook, though..." I stated, my gaze unwavering.

"But..."

I, for one, wasn't going to step back from this. How could I ever think of rivaling Emiya if I just stopped cooking from now on?

"I always cook as a hobby. Are you going to deny me my leisure?" I spoke seriously, locking eyes with her.

I am serious about my cooking.

Sakuya looked conflicted but relented nonetheless.

"Then you can help me by starting with chopping tomatoes," Sakuya said.

As I deftly chopped the tomatoes, Sakuya observed my proficiency, nodding in approval.

Sakuya:"Impressive knife skills, Kouske-sama."

Kouske: "Thanks! I've spent quite a bit of time in the kitchen."

I reflected on the countless moments I've spent in kitchens, spanning both this life and my previous one.

Our culinary collaboration continued seamlessly. I handled the veggies, and Sakuya masterfully tended to the turkey and spices.

Kouske: "So, Sakuya-san, any secret ingredients you add to make it special?"

Sakuya:"A touch of love and attention, Kouske-sama."

I looked at her incredulously for a moment, and then she giggled, hand covering her mouth. It seemed she was joking, finally loosening up a bit.

As the delightful aroma filled the kitchen, the symphony of sizzling ingredients neared its crescendo.

Sakuya: "The dish is almost ready. Could you set the table, Kouske-sama?"

Kouske: "Sure thing!"

Swiftly arranging plates and utensils, I turned around to find Sakuya had already set the table with grace and elegance which left me in awe.

Kouske: "You are like a professional, Sakuya-san." I complimented her.

Well, it wasn't surprising for her to be this good.

Sakuya:"It's part of being a maid, Kouske-sama. Presentation is key."

The table was a masterpiece, and afterward, Sakuya went to wake up Lavinia, who was still fast asleep.

After a while, Lavinia emerged, having refreshed herself. Taking her seat, Sakuya skillfully presented a plate of delectable dishes.

Lavinia, captivated by the enticing aroma, eagerly expressed, "It smells delightful. Ko-kun, did you prepare this?"

"Sakuya-san actually prepared it; I merely assisted a bit," I explained.

"Kouske-sama, here," Sakuya offered, presenting a plate of food for me.

"Sakuya-san, you should join us at the table," I suggested, taking my seat while she remained standing.

"I will be fine eating after you two finish," Sakuya gracefully remarked.

"But we should all sit together and enjoy the meal together!" Lavinia insisted, casting an expectant look at her.

"You should join us. A meal is only truly enjoyable and fulfilling when shared with everyone," I added persuasively.

Under both of our persuasion, Sakuya took a seat beside us, graciously serving food as needed. Engaging in casual conversation, we enjoyed the exceptionally delicious meal, surpassing even my culinary skills.

"It was delish! But Ko-kun! You should have woken me up earlier. Then I could have also cooked alongside you two," Lavinia exclaimed, puffing her cheeks slightly.

It appears she's still eager to learn how to cook. Having Sakuya here feels like a stroke of luck. I could dump the responsibility to Sakuya to teach Lavinia how to cook, steering clear of any potential mishaps in a girl's cooking experiments.

"Sorry, Rey-chan~! I will wake you up next time. But before that, if you still want to learn cooking, then Sakuya-san can help you, right, Sakuya-san?" I suggested, directing my gaze toward Sakuya.

"I will be glad to help, Lavinia-sama," Sakuya replied with a slight smile adorning her face, still maintaining her stoic expression as she looked at Lavinia.

"Mou~! I told you to just casually call me Reni," Lavinia insisted, pouting once again. Well, she's still a child.

"Okay, Reni-chan," Sakuya replied.

It seems she didn't argue much when it came to her. Well, Rey-chan's undeniably cute as hell. No one can deny her any request.

After that, we met the Azusawas, and Sakuya-san was introduced as a maid and a human magician from Russia.

Aunt Arene was enthusiastically observing a stoic Russian maid for the first time. After our training finished, she took Sakuya with her to chat.

Then on our way to school, we encountered Saki, Rin, and another girl walking. It appears Saki occasionally prefers a more normal commute, and she approached us upon seeing us.

"Hello Kouske-san, Lavinia-san. It's nice meeting you here," Saki greeted us with a smile.

Behind her stood Rin and the new girl.

"Morning, Miyamura-sama," Rin greeted in her own way.

"Hello, everyone," I replied as Lavinia engaged in enthusiastic conversation with them.

Soon, she also noticed the new girl, who seemed to be hiding behind Rin. The timid type, with long blue hair, purple eyes, and glasses. Eye problems at such a young age? Poor thing.

"Hello. What's your name?" Lavinia asked, gently taking the girl's hand with a warm smile.

"F-fujisaki A-aya! Hee!" She stammered in reply and retreated behind Rin to hide.

She reminds me a bit of Gasper with her behavior. Ah, she's that glasses girl from Saki's clique. If I recall correctly, before meeting Saki, she used to be bullied by the boys, and Saki was the one who saved her alongside Rin. It must be why she's like this. It seems to be a recent event, and she's likely still a bit traumatized, explaining her scared reaction to me.

"Please don't mind her. This girl is a bit shy," Rin explained on her behalf.

I greeted her as well, and they continued chatting among themselves. However, one person remained silent and uninvolved. I glanced at Asagi, who had her cheeks puffed up. Saki, noticing my glance, subtly directed her head towards Asagi.

With a mocking undertone, Saki said, "Oh, Azusawa-san! You were here! Sorry, I didn't notice you before."

This remark visibly angered Asagi.

Saki is undoubtedly kind, but she can be extremely petty and competitive. Given that Asagi previously ignored Saki's attempt to befriend her, this seems like her way of seeking revenge. Saki appears to have enlisted Rin and Lavinia in her words, momentarily diverting their attention from Asagi. Despite her young age, Saki is a meticulous girl with excellent grades, demonstrating her ability to work hard for what she wants.

Rin appeared to notice just now and looked apologetic toward Asagi. Asagi-chan should start being more honest; otherwise, more incidents like this might occur. I didn't intervene, understanding that none of them had malicious intentions. Lavinia skillfully steered the conversation back on track as we all reached home, chatting happily.

Lavinia and Aya separated, belonging to different classrooms. Lavinia, being our senior, and Aya coming from a different class.

During homeroom, the teacher informed us about Saji's absence today and the tragic news of his parents' death. Although I doubt most in the class fully comprehend the meaning of death as they all are still children, it's revealed that Saji's parents have already passed away in an accident.

He and his siblings are expected to be adopted by his grandfather soon. Unfortunately, the elderly grandfather also doesn't have much time left, maybe a few more years or so according to my memories. Saji's hardships are likely to begin soon without having an adult figure in the family.

In reality, even if Saji lusted after Sona's body the same way Issei did for Rias's, he was far better than Issei and he proved to be far more respectful and deserving of admiration.

Despite adopting a somewhat delinquent persona in the future, Saji stands out as one of the best brothers one could imagine and he worked far harder than anyone else to fulfill Sona's dream.

His dedication and hard work, especially after acquiring all the four main Vritra Sacred Gears, set him apart. It's worth noting that his growth was hindered only because his original main Sacred Gear was Absorption Line instead of the other three.

Ddraig even complemented Saji for his obsession that lets him force his way through any hardship that presumably came from being the host of an Evil Dragon King.

I guess, I kinda feel bad about him. Even in my conversation with Vritra before, she affirmed that he's a remarkably decent host, drawing from my own memories.

Considering this, I'm contemplating the idea of offering anonymous financial support to him. Additionally, I plan to present him with a good Sacred Gear, one that might capture Sona's attention and enhance his ability to support her in the future.

These considerations occupied my thoughts as the class commenced. Deciding to postpone these plans, I reminded myself that the day after tomorrow is the day when I will meet Cleria and her peerage members again.

 

 

 

45. Reunion with the Cleria Peerage.

 

 

 

Kouske's POV

Today marks the anticipated meeting with Cleria and her Peerage. Cloaked in my Akatsuki attire, I grasp a leaflet bearing the Belial Summoning Circle—a unique twist as it now serves as an invitation, promising a direct teleportation to Belial's domain.

"Kouske-sama, I still believe I should accompany you," Sakuya voices, her concern evident from the sidelines.

Her concern stems from my recent discussions about the devils, and their notorious reputation amplifies her worry. However, bringing Sakuya along could complicate matters and pose a risk to maintaining our secret identities, especially considering her unique and distinctive appearance which would undoubtedly attract attention.

"Don't worry, Sakuya. I'll be fine. The devils likely won't pose a threat, and if needed, I can summon you directly or escape to the Demiplane," I reassure her, aiming to alleviate her concerns.

I've utilized taming on her, and we entered into a 50-50 contract, mutually agreed upon. This agreement ensures a perpetual connection between us—we can communicate through telepathic links, always know each other's locations, and summon one another at will.
Interestingly, the reverse function of the 50-50 contract allows her to summon me as well, a feature that surprisingly adds a positive dimension to our bond.

It's not a drawback; in fact, it proves beneficial. A similar contract was established with Lavinia, and witnessing her joy at constantly sensing my presence and engaging in playful telepathic conversations was heartening. As long as they are content, all seems well.

To share more of my world with them, I provided both with a small tour of the Demiplane. Unsurprisingly, they were both astonished by the unparalleled uniqueness of the Demiplane, especially the diverse array of otherworldly fauna that captured their fascination.

Having reassured Sakuya, I channeled my magic into the leaflet. The magic circle on it ignited with an ethereal ash-gray glow. As the Belial magic circle materialized beneath me, its arcane energy whisked me away, depositing me in front of a formidable iron door.

In an instant, an elderly man with snow-white hair, dressed in a refined butler outfit, promptly appeared to open the door. With a low, courteous bow, he gestured for me to enter.

Observing his measured steps as he approached, it became evident that he was not just a butler; undoubtedly, he carried the air of a seasoned warrior, likely a skilled swordsman.

Following his lead, I was ushered into the grand mansion. In the hall, Cleria and her peerage awaited, creating an atmosphere of anticipation.

As I entered, my gaze met theirs, yet my facial features remained stoic. I strolled through the hall with a serene and monotonous expression, giving off an air of enigmatic composure.

Omniscient POV

While awaiting Akatsuki, the atmosphere buzzed with conversation among those gathered inside.

Mark, the lively and youthful member, couldn't contain his curiosity." Hey, Navi-nee. Will that person really come? You sure about that, right?" he inquired with eager anticipation.

Mark, a vibrant young man in his early 20s, stood out as one of the youngest in the group, alongside his younger sister.

Navirose, displaying a touch of annoyance, responded to Mark's inquiry, "Tch! How would I know? I did my job to invite him. Now, it's up to him if he comes or not. Don't be so impatient. You'll know when he arrives," her scolding tone momentarily dampening Mark's enthusiasm.

"Now, now, Navi-chan. No need to scold him for that," remarked Rangiku, holding a liquor bottle in her hand, injecting a note of casual reassurance into the atmosphere.

Rangiku, already indulging in liquor early in the morning, seemed to be embracing a rather unconventional start to the day.

With a hand poised on her nodachi, Navirose retorted, "Don't call me 'chan' and what's with your outfit? Can't you look decent for once?" Her words carried a hint of disapproval, emphasizing a desire for a more dignified demeanor.

Despite being close friends even before joining Cleria's peerage, Rangiku's constant teasing always managed to irritate Navirose. Their friendship seemed to involve a dynamic of playful banter that tested Navirose's patience.

"What's wrong with these clothes?" remarked a not-so-sobered Rangiku, lifting the fabric around her chest area with a mischievous grin.

Her loose kimono hinted at a generous display, injecting a provocative element into the banter.

As the scene unfolded, Mark experienced a dangerous nosebleed, leaving him feeling a bit light-headed.

Maria, typically reserved but now concerned, hurried to her brother's side. "Nii-san! Close your eyes," she insisted, using her hands to shield Mark from seeing anything inappropriate, adding a touch of protective care to the lively atmosphere.

"Ha ha ha!"

Rangiku, unfazed by Mark's predicament, just burst into laughter, adding a carefree vibe to the atmosphere despite the unfolding commotion.

*Sigh*

"Can't you all control yourselves? Hiroshi-san informed me that Akatsuki's already here," Cleria stated, her calm words carrying a tone of authority that immediately silenced the banter, prompting everyone to shift to a more serious demeanor.

As Akatsuki entered, all eyes were fixated on him. The familiar figure was dressed in the same black attire, yet with new streaks of white adding a subtle variation to his appearance, capturing the attention of everyone present.

But Navirose, more surprised than anyone, observed Akatsuki's deep blood-red eyes scanning them in an instant.

The crimson gaze held a mysterious intensity, marking a notable change from the deep ocean blue she remembered from their previous encounter, prompting her to question which one was the real color.

"Greetings. I am Cleria Belial," Cleria expressed with a low, polite bow, her tone laced with courtesy. "You have my utmost gratitude for what you did before."

Akatsuki responded in a monotone voice, "You don't have to be so thankful. I already gave my reason to your knight."

"I've heard from her. But if there's anything you want help with, I will do my best to assist you," Cleria declared resolutely, extending her willingness to support.

Akatsuki considered her offer, replying, "I will hold onto your offer for now," maintaining a measured tone that hinted at a reserved acceptance.

"Alright, allow me to introduce you to my peerage members," Cleria stated.

"She's Rangiku Matsumoto, my Queen piece," Cleria pointed out, indicating a woman flaunting her provocative curves in a loose kimono, a liquor bottle casually in hand, embodying a hint of audacious charm.

"Hello, handsome~" the woman greeted flirtatiously.

Cleria continued, "The one who led you inside is my Knight, Hiroshi Kamiya. You have already met my other Knight, Navirose Celcia," providing brief introductions to her trusted peerage members.

"Those two over there, whom you saved, are Mark Smith and Maria Smith, my Rook and Bishop pieces, respectively," Cleria explained.

Mark, displaying his lively demeanor, enthusiastically waved his hand and greeted, "Hey, man!" adding a touch of friendliness to the introduction.

"H-hello. T-thank you again for the help..." Maria greeted, her voice barely audible without enhanced hearing. Akatsuki strained to catch her words, but the end of her sentence remained elusive.

Cleria concluded the introductions, saying, "That girl sitting in the corner is Juvia Lockser, my other Bishop."

Akatsuki turned his attention to the slender teenager with azure blue hair, midnight blue eyes, snow-white skin complexion, and a curvaceous figure.

Juvia was engrossed in a book, reading quietly in the corner of the room.

"As I said before, I'm Akatsuki. It's nice meeting you all," Akatsuki greeted, sensing the collective gaze fixed upon him, yet choosing not to delve into further details about himself.

Curiosity flickered in Akatsuki's eyes as he observed Rangiku and Juvia, a fleeting sense of familiarity crossing his mind. Swiftly dismissing the thought, he refocused on the impending tasks at hand.

Cleria extended a gracious gesture by offering Akatsuki an array of delicacies and tea, a thoughtful presentation orchestrated by her knight cum butler, Hiroshi.

Amidst the casual indulgence in snacks, Cleria unveiled a few meticulously organized briefcases, each containing a substantial sum of cash.

"Here, there are 500 million dollars in these," she declared, presenting the cases to Akatsuki, who accepted the considerable amount without a hint of reservation.

As the weighty sum changed hands, Akatsuki couldn't help but contemplate, 'It seems she's offering a more substantial reward than what two Phoenix Tears would fetch on the black market. Not that I would oppose this.'

His internal musings reflected a pragmatic acknowledgment of the lucrative opportunity presented by Cleria.

Following the exchange of resources, Cleria took a moment to present a significant token—an ornate medal bearing the distinguished Belial crest.

She explained that it served as tangible proof, symbolizing the commitment of the Belial Clan to assist Akatsuki with a task within their capabilities. The medal, gleaming with significance, marked a formal pledge of support from the influential clan.

"Is the Belial Clan supportive of your choice? Don't get me wrong, but you are not from the main family, right?" Akatsuki inquired, seeking assurance regarding the legitimacy and weight of the token within the Belial Clan.

Cleria, unfazed by the question, responded, "It's okay. I had talks with my Uncle and Aunt, Lord and Lady Belial. They have given me their consent," assuring Akatsuki of the familial backing behind her decisions. Her calm reply conveyed a sense of trustworthiness and legitimacy.

"Then, I will gladly take it," Akatsuki affirmed, discreetly placing the token in his inventory without the others noticing.


[A/N: What do you want Akatsuki to get from the Belial Clan? Also, adding the fact if he saves Cleria's life...I'm open to suggestions for now.]


Subsequently, they engaged in various casual conversations, allowing Akatsuki to learn more about the members of the Belial's peerage.

The exchange of words offered a glimpse into the dynamics and personalities within the group, fostering a sense of camaraderie beyond the initial formalities.

Mark's particularly friendly demeanor resonated with Akatsuki, bringing a hint of happiness at the prospect of forming his first-ever genuine male friendship in this unfamiliar world.

Maria, on the other hand, remained consistently shy and timid in Akatsuki's presence, creating a dynamic that added a touch of innocence to their interactions.

In contrast, Rangiku adopted a more casual and flirtatious approach, using suggestive looks and tones to engage with Akatsuki. Her playful manner injected a sense of lightheartedness into the atmosphere, creating a diverse array of interactions within the Belial's peerage.

Juvia, while reserved in conversation, emanated a captivating beauty that spoke volumes despite her limited words.

Amidst the camaraderie, both Navirose and Hiroshi expressed a desire to spar with Akatsuki. Even Mark, enthusiastic as ever, declared his interest in a friendly bout. However, Cleria swiftly intervened, designating Akatsuki as an esteemed guest for the day and advising against a fight at that moment.

Akatsuki gracefully accepted, promising to engage in sparring with them on another occasion. The prospect of future battles lingered in the air, adding an undercurrent of anticipation to the friendly gathering.

During his stay, a thoughtful silence enveloped the topic of Akatsuki's displayed powers, a collective decision made to spare their savior any discomfort. This unspoken consideration didn't go unnoticed by Akatsuki, fostering a newfound appreciation for the Belial's peerage.

As the evening unfolded, filled with heartfelt conversations and a hearty lunch, Akatsuki received an invitation to return whenever he pleased. Expressing his gratitude, he promised to visit them again, solidifying the bonds forged during this unexpected encounter.

Overall, Akatsuki left with a positive impression of the Cleria Peerage. Content with the camaraderie and hospitality extended to him, he concluded the evening by teleporting back to his residence, carrying with him the memories of a newfound connection in this intriguing world.

When he arrived home, Sakuya and Lavinia awaited him with concern evident in Sakuya's voice as she inquired, "Are you alright? How did everything go with the Belials?"

"I'm fine. The meeting went well. They gave me 500 million dollars and this token," Kouske replied, showcasing the money and the token to his companions.

"That's a lot of money, Ko-kun!" exclaimed Lavinia, astounded by the substantial sum she saw for the first time in her life.

Chuckling, Kouske reassured her, "Ha ha! Don't be surprised so easily. We are actually already pretty rich, you know." His laughter carried a sense of ease and familiarity with the wealth they possessed.

While Sakuya contemplated the use of the potions Kouske had provided, he assured her that he had ample access to them. She decided to use them judiciously, recognizing their value but exercising moderation.

Subsequently, Kouske shared the results of the meeting, portraying the members of the Belials as genuinely pleasant individuals, at least for the present moment.

The exchange with the peerage left a positive impression on him, and he relayed the encounter to Sakuya and Lavinia, weaving a narrative of newfound connections in this fantastical world.

 

 

 

46. Blades and Banter: A Blacksmith's Tale.

 

 

Omniscient POV

Kouske stood before the anvil, a raw piece of iron beckoning him into the realm of blacksmithing. The forge crackled with the warmth of anticipation, an eager witness to the symphony of metal and determination about to unfold.

He contemplated the length of the blade, casting a critical eye over the iron. "Not too short, not too long," he reasoned, envisioning a blade that would dance with both versatility and control.

As the forge roared to life, Kouske observed the iron's changing hues, a visual symphony signaling its readiness. With tongs in hand, he gingerly immersed the metal into the heart of the flames, allowing it to absorb the searing heat.

"The soul of a blade lies in the heat it endures," he murmured, acknowledging the delicate dance between forging and burning. "Too cool, and it won't yield. Too hot, and it loses its essence."

[How would you know that? You've never forged anything before], Clarice threw a jab, challenging Kouske's newfound wisdom.

Choosing to ignore Clarice, he immersed himself in his own musings.

"Every swing counts," he muttered, recalling the advice of seasoned blacksmiths, conveniently found in a book that definitely didn't come from a nearby convenience store. "Precision begins with understanding the fundamentals."

Clarice: [Stop with the weird monologue!]

Once the iron glowed a perfect orange, Kouske withdrew it from the forge, imaginary beads of sweat forming on his brow. With rhythmic precision, he began shaping the blade, each strike echoing through the forge.

"Balance is crucial," he thought, considering weight distribution. "A blade should be an extension of the wielder, not a burden."

As he was immersed in his own musings, sparks flew (with chunks of broken iron) as he hammered the iron precisely (cracks started opening on the anvil), following the guidance of the "definitely not store-bought" book.

Clarice: [Kouske! You're breaking the iron and cracks are opening on the anvil.]

"....."

Clarice: [Kouske? Hey! Don't just ignore me. Answer me!]

The anvil reverberated as he worked, adjusting the length and thickness, striving for a harmonious blend of strength and agility. The tang, often overlooked, received careful attention to ensure a solid foundation.

"A sword is an extension of oneself," Kouske mused, appreciating the significance of the crafting process. "It must feel right in the hand, an ally in the chaos of battle."

The quenching bath awaited, a moment of truth. Kouske plunged the blade into the water, steam rising with a hiss. Upon inspection, he noted crude imperfections – uneven edges, a slightly skewed balance, and SEVERAL cracks.

"A novice's work," he admitted, his face now a shade of crimson, acknowledging the room for improvement. "But every flaw is a lesson, and every lesson refines the craft."

Vritra: "Kid, I know it's your first time forging, and you're excited, but this sword is beyond salvageable. Don't hide your embarrassment."

Clarice: [Ha ha ha! That was funny, Kouske! Seeing you so seriously, but the result was less than mediocre! Ha ha ha!]

Hearing their words, Kouske's embarrassment deepened.

Kouske(yelled out): "Just forget this ever happened!"

'I'll have to find an actual blacksmith to learn from,' he mused, using Time Magic to mend the anvil and restore it to its former self.

With determination etched across his face, Kouske would continue his journey into the realm of smithing, ready to learn, adapt, and forge blades that would one day bear witness to the evolution of his skill.

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Kouske's POV

After what felt like an eternity in the smithy, I emerged to find Sakuya approaching with a bounty of snacks in hand.

Sakuya: "Is your work done, Kouske-sama?"

"U-um. Yes. It's done. Let's go back to the main house," I stammered, hastily sidestepping the echoes of my forging blunder.

Now, you really can't blame me! A weapon is a man's romance. I might have been a tiny bit too enthusiastic about crafting. Just a smidge. Okay?!

Sakuya offered an understanding look that I wasn't entirely thrilled about, and we made our way back to the main house, leaving the smithy and its questionable results in the past.

Upon returning, I found Rurune engaging in playtime with both Lavinia and Rin.

Rurune, the dog we'd helped find a home for, happened to end up with a sweet old grandma who turned out to be my neighbor. After hours of searching, we'd found a home for Rurune with her, and now she visited quite often.

Lavinia adored her, showering Rurune with constant hugs and kisses. Rin, on the other hand, occasionally dropped by to check on her, not at my house but at the grandma's place. Sometimes, though, Rurune decided to bring Rin along for a surprise visit.

It's like a little furry family reunion, and despite the forging fiasco—no smoke, no fire, just an almost-broken anvil(Nothing too serious. It can happen to anyone!)—the sight of Rurune, Lavinia, and Rin having their own version of quality time brought a reluctant smile to my face.

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It's been a few days since my encounter with the Cleria Peerage, and we'll all be transitioned to the next class in school after the final test. On a different note, Irina joined our school this time of the year, just before the exams thrilled to spend more time with us(me). I don't know how the school let her do that.

Interestingly, Issei seemed a bit melancholic as one of his close 'male' friends bid farewell. Funny guy, isn't he? They are still neighbors. So they would still get to meet each other.

Currently, I find myself in the dungeon, specifically the Forest Zone. Meanwhile, I've dispatched Lavinia and Momo to the Tutorial Slime Dungeon, with Sakuya accompanying them to ensure their safety.

I acquired 'Marionette Mastery (E+)' from Lavinia. Although not a power of the Longinus Absolute Demise, it was embedded in the core of the Sacred Gear, transforming it into an Independent Type Sacred Gear.

In return, I granted Lavinia 'Time Manipulation (E+)' from my skillset. Unfortunately, due to my limited strength, I couldn't provide the A rank version. It's a downgraded version, but I believe Lavinia will evolve and utilize it effectively over time.

From Sakuya, I obtained her impressive 'Knife Throwing Technique'. Interestingly, she wanted to acquire 'Wind Manipulation' a skill that would complement her knife-throwing abilities.

Despite Sakuya's considerable power advantage, both the skills I received, like the 'Knife Throwing Technique' and the one I bestowed upon her, 'Wind Manipulation' settled at the E+ rank.

My apologies for not being stronger Sakuya; nevertheless, there's room for improvement.

So, I'll be dedicating some time to practicing my new skills, aiming to gain better control over them. The plan is to familiarize myself with these abilities and perhaps venture into the realm of monster taming once I feel confident and accustomed to their nuances.

Omniscient POV

As he delved deeper his first adversary emerged from the dense foliage—a Gloomroot Spriggan, its eyes glinting with malevolence. Reacting swiftly, Kouske summoned a Whirlwind Shield to deflect the vines attempting to penetrate his defenses. With Flash Step, he closed the distance and unleashed a barrage of slashes, effortlessly cutting through the creature's bark-like exterior. The Gloomroot Spriggan crumpled, defeated.

As Kouske pressed on, the Thornshade Panther slinked from the shadows. Its venomous claws gleamed ominously. Channeling his agility, Kouske performed a series of Cloud Steps, avoiding the panther's advances.

Employing a swift and calculated maneuver, Kouske adeptly utilized the Absorption Line to halt the adversary's movements. As he systematically absorbed the creature's powers, progressively neutralizing its capabilities. Following this precise action, Kouske used Gravity Manipulation, orchestrating a controlled descent under the intensified influence of gravitational forces. Thus completely crushing it into a paste.

In the depths of his exploration, Kouske encountered a horde of Goblins characterized by grotesque features, armed with rusted knives, bows, and swords. Reacting swiftly to their aggressive approach, Kouske invoked his Marionette Mastery skill, causing ethereal strings to emerge from his fingertips. These strings deftly entered the bodies of nearby Goblins, enabling Kouske to exert full control over them. Exploiting this advantage, he orchestrated an internal conflict, compelling the Goblins to turn against one another.

Seizing the moment, Kouske, utilizing his bloodline ability, fashioned knives with precision and accuracy. These knives found their mark, systematically targeting the hearts of the Goblins in a relentless onslaught. The skirmish persisted until Kouske successfully neutralized every member of the Goblin horde.

Continuing his exploration, Kouske systematically amassed a collection of monster corpses. Diverging from the dungeons in Danmachi, these dungeons left behind tangible remains of defeated creatures. Kouske diligently added these carcasses to his inventory, recognizing their utility as harvestable materials for diverse purposes.

In a subsequent encounter with Mossveil Basilisks, Kouske opted for a different approach, choosing to tame them after emerging victorious. This strategic decision yielded the acquisition of the 'Petrification(E+)' skill from the Basilisks.

Expanding his repertoire, he faced Phantom Nymphs and Vorpal Viper Vines, successfully taming them to gain 'Illusion Manipulation(E+)' and 'Camouflage(E+)' skills, respectively.

The synergistic effect of 'Camouflage(E+)' is seamlessly integrated with Kouske's existing abilities. Notably, it enhanced his Dark Curtain(D) skill to a heightened level, now manifesting as 'Dark Curtain(D+)'.

His status evolved through all these encounters but not enough to elevate his overall level.

Kouske's current status:

Basic Information:
-Kouske Miyamura
- Race: Human-Dragon Hybrid
- Age: 7 years

Attributes:
- Strength (Str): E+
- Endurance (End): E+
- Agility (Ag): E+
- Mana: D-

Skills:
- Summoning
- Taming
- Hypnosis (D)
- Body Transformation (E+)
- Teleportation (D)
- Memory Manipulation (D)
- Dark Curtain (D+)
- Senbonzakura
- Flash Step
- Cloud Steps
- Whirlwind Shield (E+)
- Skill Sharing (D+)
- Sense Sharing
- Mutated Sabnock Bloodline (A+)
- Metamorphic Mastery (B+)
- Ethereal Doppelgängers (B+)
- Demiplane (A+)
- Falna (C)
- Cognizance Nexus (D+)
- Time Magic (A)
- Gravity Manipulation (C)
- Search (D)
- Touki (C)
-Knife Throwing Technique(E+)
-Marionette Mastery(E+)
- Illusion Manipulation (E+)
- Petrification (E+)

Currently Shared Skills:
- Wind Manipulation (Hawks)
- Darkness Manipulation (Noctis)
- Ice Manipulation (Slime)
- Fire Manipulation (Slime)
- Water Manipulation (Slime)
- Earth Manipulation (Slime)
-Knife Throwing Technique (Sakuya)
-Marionette Mastery (Lavinia)
-Petrification (Mossveil Basilisk)
-Illusion Manipulation (Phantom Nymphs)
-Camouflage (Vorpal Viper Vines)

Items in Effect:
- Vritra's Sacred Gear (B+)
- Fountain of Youth (A)
- Condicarment (Bracelet) (C)

Resistance:
- Poison Resistance (E+)

Points: 545500

Overall Power: E+

Content with his recent acquisitions and mindful of their need for growth, Kouske decided to recall all his familiars currently engaged in battles across different locations within the area as he prepared to leave the dungeon.

 

 

 

47. Riser's humiliation and Sona's inquisitiveness.

 

 

 

Omniscient POV

Underworld

In a dark grand room, a petite 8-year-old girl, with her short black hair in a bob cut, and violet eyes, peacefully rests on the bed.

She's Sona Sitri, the only heir of the Sitri Clan. She woke up with a cute moan while spreading her hands.

"Nnnn.."

Upon waking, she adheres to a rigorous routine—studying, refining noble etiquette, delving into politics, and immersing herself in the vast Sitri Clan library. Despite the apparent weight for a young girl, as the Sitri heir, she strives to excel in every aspect. Her exceptional genius, a rarity seen once in several centuries, propels her to work even harder.

After a tough day of work, she only has a bit of time for herself, and she spends it playing with friends.

Currently, she's in the Gremory Clan's territory, playing chess with her best friend Rias Gremory, who's the heir of the clan.

Rias Gremory, 8 years old, has crimson-red hair and blue eyes.

"...and checkmate. That's a win for me, Rias," declares Sona, wearing a smug expression.

Rias pouts, conceding defeat. "I'll definitely defeat you someday," she declares with determination.

Sona smirks, enjoying Rias' annoyance.

"So, how are things going on your end?" inquires Sona, showing concern for her friend.

"What do you mean?" asks Rias, tilting her head in confusion.

"Riser... I'm asking about him. Was he really that bad of a person?" Sona queries with curiosity.

"Of course! He's just the worst. I feel suffocating just sharing the same room as him," exclaims Rias, scowling as if recalling something unpleasant.

"I just can't understand why Otou-sama would arrange a marriage contract with him for me," she says, a mix of sadness and frustration evident in her tone as she reflects on her own father's decision.

Her kind father recently arranged a marriage contract for her with Riser Phenex, the third son of the Phenex Clan. The revelation took her by surprise, and she wasn't the least bit happy about it. Despite being only 16, Riser was widely known throughout the Underworld as a notorious womanizer, a trait that Rias despises. On top of that, he's extremely arrogant.

"You know, Rias, it's for the betterment of the Underworld," says Sona while also expressing concern.

As pure-blood devils, they have a duty to ensure the purity within the devil lineage and prevent its decline. Marrying another pure-blood devil is to secure the legacy of the last remaining Pillar Clans, preventing them from going extinct like many others.

"But why does it have to be him of all people? He's a disgusting pervert and an arrogant asshole. Do you know how he was leering at me at the restaurant that day?" Rias says it with a hint of venom.

"Really?! Is that why you did that?" Sona asks curiously, pondering the incident.

The incident has become infamous throughout the Underworld, particularly among the Pillar Clans.

One month ago, Rias and Riser, both pure devils, were supposed to meet at a luxurious hotel in the Underworld to get to know each other better. What was meant to be a fancy date turned into a disaster.

After just five minutes of their meeting, Rias Gremory threw a glass full of water at Riser Phenex and walked away, leaving him shocked and humiliated. The incident turned into a major scandal, circulating on DeviNet and even among other supernaturals. The reputation of the Phenex Clan took a hit, and Riser became a laughing stock worldwide, while Rias was labeled a snobby brat.

Zeoticus Gremory, the current head of the Gremory Clan, formally apologized to the Phenex Clan for the blatant disrespect, but Rias firmly declined to offer any sort of apology. Despite this, the relationship between the two clans remains intact. The incident became sensational news, with the media discussing it widely.

But thanks to the Phenex Clan's second son, who heads the biggest media company in the Underworld, the scandal quickly died down on DeviNet, and another topic took its place. However, it's undeniable that Riser Phenex will find it harder to regain his pride in the Underworld for at least a few years. Nobles don't easily forget such incidents, and he'll have to prove himself to stand tall again.

"Yes. He's disgusting. He even tried to take me to a room," says Rias angrily.

"What!? That's..." Now Sona was shocked, having never known Riser Phenex personally. She knows he's famous for being arrogant and a playboy, but would he leer at someone as young as Rias? She can't say for sure.

"Did he do something like that?" asks Sona, concerned for her friend.

"Yes! He 'suggested' we should change the place to be able to talk 'freely' 'away' from the 'crowd'," answers Rias immediately, a frown crossing her face as she recalls the incident.

"Oh," replies Sona, her thoughts now contemplating whether Riser explicitly meant to take Rias to a room or not. However, she realizes convincing her stubborn friend might be challenging, especially given Riser's reputation.

Hoping that the relationship between the two improves over time as they meet and understand each other better, Sona also acknowledges that Rias might have been a bit too quick to react in front of the other Pillar Descendants. She believes handling it differently could have been a better approach.

Sona just contemplates whether she might also be plunged into an unwanted marriage contract like Rias, expressing hope that it won't happen to her.

"Rias-sama, it's time for your lessons. And I believe Sona-sama also has her own lessons to attend to now," suddenly says Grayfia Lucifuge, the Strongest Queen of the Underworld and the Head Maid of the Gremory Clan.

"Mou~...Can't we play for a bit more? Please, Grayfia~" pleads Rias cutely.

"No. We're already an hour late. And someone from the Sitri House has also come to get Sona-sama," refuses Grayfia.

Hearing her words, Rias slumps in defeat and gets ready to endure those boring lectures.

"Then, I will leave now. See you later, Rias. Also, it was nice meeting you again, Grayfia-san. Bye," Sona bids her farewell to both of them.

After that, she is teleported to the Sitri House and sits through her studies while contemplating what her stance would be if she were in the same situation as Rias. However, as a pure-blood devil and the heiress, she acknowledges her duty to contribute to the devil race.

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Later that afternoon, Sona heads to the Human World to meet her friend and potential peerage member, Momo. Concerns about Momo's well-being have lingered for the past few months, prompting Sona to seek advice even from her quirky 'Onee-sama.' The advice hinted at a new male friend for Momo, but why should that be a cause for worry? Is this new acquaintance somehow mistreating or bullying her? [A/N: He is in one sense.🤣]

Determined to uncover the truth, Sona arrives unannounced. Unlike her usual practice of informing Momo in advance, today she opts for a covert approach. Aware that Momo tends to stay somewhere during this time after school each week, Sona intends to investigate and determine if it's related to her new friend.

So, Sona heads toward Momo's school as it's nearing the end of the school day. Among the many children emerging from the gate, she patiently waits until she spots Momo walking out, accompanied by three people. Observing from a distance, Sona begins to piece together the puzzle, her curiosity growing with each passing moment.

Noting the trio with Momo—a boy, and two girls—Sona observes as the group separates. The two girls head in a different direction, leaving Momo to walk with the boy. Sona takes notice as they proceed toward a location entirely opposite to Momo's usual route home. This deviation piques Sona's interest, prompting her to discreetly follow and unravel the mystery surrounding Momo's recent activities.

Unable to hear their conversation, Sona only observes as Momo's face is flushed red. Is it due to some sickness or embarrassment? Sona remains uncertain. Keeping a discreet distance, she wears a black mask and dark glasses, concealing her identity while maintaining her surveillance of Momo and the boy.

Despite the odd looks from the passersby, Sona finds herself a bit embarrassed yet secretly excited. Who wouldn't enjoy playing detective at least once in their life? She acknowledges her lack of a cap and a magnifying glass, lamenting the oversight in her preparation for this impromptu investigation. Nonetheless, her focus remains on unraveling the mystery surrounding Momo and the boy, undeterred by the curious glances from those around her.

Snapping out of her inner thoughts, Sona's attention is captured by the surprising sight of the blonde boy holding Momo's.....HANDS?

Even if she knows it's not something explicitly lewd, Sona, who has never held a boy's hand her age, witnessing Momo holding hands with him causes her heart to skip a beat, and various thoughts race through her mind in that fleeting moment.

With a flushed face, Sona emerges from her reverie. After a few more minutes, she observes Momo and the boy entering a house together. Deciding to give them some space for now, Sona chooses to leave. She plans to return later and await Momo at her house, ready to question her about her mysterious relationship with the boy.

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Momo's POV

After my usual magical lessons and some training in the slime dungeon, I come home more exhausted than before. I don't know how Kouske-kun got hold of a place like that, but I do know it's not normal. Nevertheless, it's an amazing place.

The potions he provides are also incredible. Initially, I thought it was the famed Phenex Tears, but Kouske-kun said it was not. He mentioned it's something wholly new he created and asked me to keep quiet about them, a request I plan to oblige.

Spending time with him, I always end up discovering so many amazing things and places. The training is always challenging, but the most difficult part is Kouske-kun himself. I just can't keep calm when I'm around him.

Walking into my room with a slight warmth caressing my face, I find Sona sitting there, elegantly sipping tea. Her unexpected presence puzzles me a bit since she wasn't supposed to come today, and she didn't inform me beforehand.

When Sona saw me, she gave me a smile that somehow looked... scary? Her glasses were kind of shining. Was that a devil thing?

Sona: "Hello, Momo. How was your day today?"

Momo(nervously): "Umm,g-good? Were we supposed to meet today? I don't think I remember about it."

Sona (looking a bit hurt): "Do I always need to inform you just to come to see my friend?"

Momo: "N-no. It's not like that. I was just a bit surprised to see you suddenly here today."

Sona: "Let's play chess as we talk."

Playing chess with Sona is fun and all, but sometimes it's bothersome as she tends to go way beyond, always being so serious about chess. Especially today, when I'm so exhausted.

Momo (sighing): "How about we play tomorrow? I'm kinda tired right now."

Hearing that, Sona looked surprised and shocked? Her face was burning red. What is going on in her head?

Sona: "W-what were you doing to get so t-tired?"

Momo (tilting her head in confusion): "Nothing much. I just did some light exercises."

Sona (mumbling): "B-but you were with him... in his house."

Momo (confused): "What?"

What was she even saying?

Sona (loud): "I saw you going inside a boy's house! What were you doing?" says Sona with a large blush on her face.

I was surprised to hear her words, but then confused. Then, when I understood and realized that nerdy girls like Sona might be the lewdest in their imaginations.

Momo (embarrassed): "Kouske-kun and I are only friends! What are you even thinking?!"

Sona: "So his name is Kouske. Is he the reason why you have been behaving so oddly for a while?"

Momo (flustered): "What do you mean oddly? We are just FRIENDS!"

Sona (smirking): "I never said you were anything else though?"

Momo (looking a bit defeated): "Nn..."

Sona: "So what's with him and you? Is he blackmailing you?"

Momo: "NO! Why would he?"

Sona: "So he's your VERY CLOSE FRIEND that you always spend time with?"

...
...

After that, Sona started asking various questions, and in my hazy self, I ended up saying some things about him. About how he's a magician, and he's been teaching me magic. But nothing more!

Sona: "So, he's the reason your magic is increasing so rapidly. And he's already knowledgeable and talented enough to teach you himself. I would like to meet him."

Well, it's not that bad to let Sona meet him. Sona's not like other devils.

Momo: "OK. I will introduce you to him."

Sona (satisfied): "Nn. Now, let's play chess."

Momo (annoyed): "No! Tomorrow!"

 

 

48. Magic, Mischief, Forest Area Skirmish, and a Spicy Surprise.

 

 

Kouske's POV

Today has been quite busy. Momo just left, and Lavinia won't be home tonight; they're having a girls' night or something. Only Sakuya and I are here. I'm thinking of heading to the gangsters to check on their progress.

When I went there, they were having a party with alcohol, cigarettes, and all. As I approached, someone in their drunken state tried to stop me.

"Hey! Stop right there. Who are you, motherfucker!?" shouted a young teenage boy with a Sokuhatsu (Yakuza cut) haircut, and bloodshot eyes, probably from excessive drugs, as he caught and pulled on my shirt collar after spitting on the ground.

He seemed like a young enthusiast, eager to emulate the yakuza lifestyle, fueled by youth and hot blood. Not that I care.

I delivered a backhanded slap, snapping him out of his drunken stupor. A few teeth went flying. In the midst of his attempt to strike me again, the boss swiftly took notice, hurrying over and administering another slap to the young boy's opposite cheek. Horrified and dumbfounded, he was ushered away by the others.

"Sorry, boss! Forgive him. He's just a newcomer!" Yama pleaded, bowing his head nervously. Acknowledging Yama's usefulness, I decided to overlook the incident.

"How is your search progressing?" I inquired.

"We've been looking, but it's not easy. We may need more time. We're searching for that Asia Argento girl in every Vatican orphanage that would react to the device you gave us. But we still haven't found her; the same is true for the others. However, we are getting reactions to the device from many other different people," Yama explained.

"Oh. Who are they?" I asked.

"Umm... We haven't really kept their information," Yama admitted, looking down.

I raised my eyebrows at him, realizing it was my fault for not instructing them to inform me about others reacting to it.

"Find those people and let me know. And inform me promptly if you discover more," I instructed before leaving the place.

When I got home, Sakuya had already started making dinner, so I joined her in the kitchen. After enjoying our meal, we both headed to bed.

The next day, however, held a bit of a surprise.

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After having breakfast, I headed to school alone, knowing that Lavinia and the others would join me later.

After school, on my way home, Momo approached me.

"Kouske-kun! W-would you like to visit my house?" Momo asked, her face slightly red.

I was momentarily surprised, but then I realized it could be related to Sona. How could I not detect Sona's amateurish attempt to tail us yesterday?

"Sure," I said with a bright smile.

"Nn."

'I will be home late today,' I conveyed to Sakuya through our telepathic link.

'OK, Kouske-sama,' replied Sakuya in the same manner.

Her house was as big as I remember. The house was nicely furnished with fancy furniture, pictures, and some plants. It had a cozy feeling to it. But it was my first time coming inside.

When we arrived, some maids served us tea and snacks. It seems her parents are still at work and are not at home. After some time, she took me to her room.

"Kouske-kun, I want you to meet a friend of mine who wants to know you...But she's a..... devil. Would you be willing to meet her?" asks Momo a bit meekly.

"Sure. I don't see a problem... as long as she doesn't try to take my soul!" I say, giving her a serious look, trying to calm her down a bit.

"N-no! She's not like that. She won't try anything like that..... I think," says Momo hurriedly.

"Hmm... But why does she want to meet me?" I inquire.

"She's intrigued because she heard I was learning magic from you," Momo explains.

I give her an inquisitive gaze.

"I only mentioned our learning sessions. Nothing else!" she says, a bit flustered.

"It's okay, Momo-chan. Go ahead and call her," I reply with a kind smile.


"Then I will summon her," says Momo.

Then she brings out a pamphlet and directs magic through it as it lights up in bluish light with the Sitri Clan magic circle.

After a while, a cute young girl comes into view who is the younger version of Sona, which even I can tell at first glance, even though I'm seeing her for the first time.

"Hello. I'm Sona Sitri. Nice to meet you," says Sona as she maintains an elegant tone and posture.

While I, on the other hand, just stare at her. She looks cute. A chibi So-tan in Serafall's language. Her cheeks look so fluffy and bubbly. I just want to pinch them right now. Now, I understand why Sera was so obsessed with her. She's just so adorable trying to keep up the adult act.

"Hello. I'm Kouske Miyamura. It's nice meeting you." I say it with a smile.

"Nn."

"So, Sitri-san, what was it that you wanted to know about me?" I inquire.

"Miyamura-san, I heard that you were teaching Momo magic. But why is it that I can't sense any magic from you?" Sona asked skeptically.

I released a bit of my mana, reaching only the peak of Low-Class rank, still considerably high for our age. Sona seemed convinced that I wasn't deceiving her friend.

"May I ask where you learned magic? What's your affiliation?" Sona continued.

"You really ask a lot of questions for a first meeting," I bluntly remark with a raised look, making Sona a bit embarrassed.

"Umm... Sorry if it was inappropriate," says Sona, looking down.

"No, it's alright. About my affiliation, I'm from Akatsuki, if that satisfies your curiosity," I reply.

She looks satisfied and smiles, probably assuming it's a small-time ragtag group since she hasn't heard much of it.... yet.

"Thank you for indulging me. Shall we make ourselves comfortable? How about playing a game? Chess, perhaps?" Sona suggests innocently.

Both Momo and I sigh simultaneously, earning us a furious look from Sona.

"But I do not know how to play chess," I admit, genuinely clueless about the game. I never once played chess in either this life or the previous one.

"It's alright. I will teach you. It's a great game," Sona says excitedly.

We spent the next few hours chatting and playing chess. The three of us engaged in casual conversation.

After enduring Sona's intense chess matches, I head back, having lost every single one. I must admit, that's one smug loli.

Losing to a little girl doesn't feel great, but unlike her, I don't take the game too seriously. After all, no one can be perfect at everything. I think to myself, attempting to most likely convince myself.

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I am having dinner at my house. Sakuya prepared curry—a bit spicy but undeniably tasty. I relish the bold flavor of the spices. Lavinia, on the other hand, while enjoying it, is huffing and puffing with tears forming in her eyes, yet persistently continues to eat. Sakuya is taking care of her. It's a slightly comedic scene.

It turns out Lavinia herself wanted to try ULTRA spicy curry and asked Sakuya specifically to make it. Upon my return, the food was already prepared, setting the stage for this amusing dining experience.

Observing Lavinia's reaction, it's clear she won't be attempting spicy foods for a while. She heads to bed early today, with Sakuya accompanying her. Meanwhile, I plan to go dungeon diving.

Before leaving, Sakuya handed me a warm cup of milk. Though I didn't react much, she must have known my insides were burning right now. As a dragon, I shouldn't be so pathetic. Silently, I thanked Sakuya.

Upon entering the dungeon, I begin hunting various monsters, deploying most of my familiars to hunt in groups across different locations, including the newly contracted ones from before.

The Forest Area is vast, and I'm still exploring its expanse. It contains humongous-sized trees and diverse fauna.

I utilize the opportunity to practice some of my new abilities, including Search, Touki, Marionette Mastery, and Gravity Manipulation. Marionette Mastery proves to be quite versatile; when I infuse mana into it, it becomes tougher and sharper, capable of cutting through most things. Touki is also impressive; even though I haven't achieved full control or leveled it up, it already enhances my physical power by up to 80%. Everything is going well.

*snap*

Suddenly, my vision turns behind me, accompanied by a solid snapping sound. It takes a moment to realize that it's my neck cracking. Someone has twisted it behind my back, and though the pain comes in late, it's a constant ache after the instant snap.

What I saw was utterly disgusting. In front of me was a hideous-looking monkey, grinning widely at my imminent demise, perched on something resembling poop. However, what made me most disgusted were his glowing... testicles.

They were freaking glowing, and he proudly displayed them to the world. Almost instantly, my neck began healing, and my head started turning in the opposite direction. So, I quickly used Observe on him.
Ballboons (C): Unique monkeys, sport lanky bodies with dark, ruffled fur and web-like coats covering specific areas. Notably, they feature large, bright-toned hands and feet with dark nails, accompanied by a long, powerful tail. Their distinctiveness lies in the large, shining pair of testicles resembling high-quality jewelry.

- Powers: Possess "Vision"—advanced sensory perception and foresight. Additionally, they can transform into a smaller, lankier form by covering themselves in organic webbing. Noteworthy is their ability to produce Flying Nimbutts, large gaseous feces solid enough for transportation, making them unique in their capabilities.

Meeting an Ultimate Class being so suddenly left me shocked. Once fully healed, he appeared in front of me, looking at me with dubious confusion, witnessing my unexpected survival.

*whoosh*

His speed was astonishing, almost like instant teleportation, leaving me unable to react. He then emitted an angry sound, his eyes turning red.

*howl*

Suddenly, he smacked me with his... testicles? Boosted into one of the humongous tree branches, I broke it in half upon impact, blood and air escaping from my mouth and stomach, confusion clouding my mind.

The monkey reappeared instantly in his Flying Nimbutt, emitting a nauseating odor, and began assaulting me with his giant limbs, attempting to smash me to paste while laughing and making unsettling sounds.

I couldn't think clearly, and he smirked while proudly displaying his testicles. Intense rage boiled inside me—did he really just smack me with his testicles?

I charged at him, enveloped in Touki, Night Sky Blade in hand. My attempt to strike was met with agile evasion, accompanied by mocking laughter as he skillfully dodged.

His evasive maneuvers continued, each dodge followed by a retaliatory smack that only fueled my frustration. It seemed as if he could anticipate all my moves before I even executed them. Dealing with someone who has foresight always proves to be quite troublesome in a fight.

Resorting to Marionette Mastery, I deployed its strings infused with a surge of mana, while simultaneously applying Petrification and the Absorption Lines, which constantly drain and hold him. The combination partially worked, slowing him down amidst the unfolding clash.

Then, I infused Blaze Black Flames into the entwined strings. The flames ignited, and his soul began to burn. However, the hold proved fleeting as he quickly escaped my grasp.

He retaliated fiercely, striking with immense anger. My attempt to block with Touki-covered hands proved futile, as they simply shattered, leaving me engulfed in intense pain and escalating anger.

The relentless battle persisted, and in a pivotal moment, I used Time Magic. A round, sizable ash colored orb enveloped him, freezing him in time, adorned with intricate runes encircling the suspended orb.

With him frozen and offering no resistance, I swiftly conjured multiple weapons, each designed to amplify pain manifold, all cloaked in the searing embrace of Blaze Black Flare.

Having inflicted sufficient injury and weakness, I released him. A hellish outcry echoed as pain consumed him. With a mocking smile, I tormented him using each weapon, slowly causing more harm. After enduring this for what felt like an eternity, I sealed his fate by burning him to death.

Nothing but his ashes remained, and I decided to rid myself of the nauseatingly smelly Flying Nimbutt by burning it as well. Finally, I addressed the two in my head who had been trying to get my attention all this time, particularly Clarice.

"Have you finally calmed down?" inquired Vritra with a composed tone.

"Nn."

[Are you okay?] asked Clarice, concern evident in her voice.

"I am fine. It's just that monkey was extremely annoying," I said with anger lacing my speech.

"That was a disgusting thing. It was my first time seeing something like that," remarked Vritra.

"Aren't Ballboons from the Toriko world? Does that mean one of those eight kings might also be here?" I asked Clarice, my extreme concern evident in my tone.

I'm definitely still not prepared to face those world-ending beings, potentially on par with or even stronger than Great Red. Just contending with that mob caused me immense pain and trouble.

[No. You won't find them here. They might be in future dungeons, but not in this one. However, this one may contain their descendants, or monsters of the same species as them,] Clarice replied, alleviating my tension.

"That's a relief. I don't know what I would have done if I met one of them. Let's go back for today then," I replied.

Recalling all my familiars, I noticed a significant increase in their power since our initial contracts. Many now hold a Mid-Class (intermediate) power level. Sensing my own power on the rise, it seemed I might officially enter the High-Class power level within a few days. With that, I left the place and headed back home.

Lavinia was already asleep, but Sakuya seemed to be waiting for me. We chatted for a while, and then I also went to bed.

 

 

49. Mana potions and Serafall in town.

 

 

Kouske's POV

After just a night of rest, Lavinia returned to her bright and cheerful self. The three of us reached school without any interruptions.

Today, Saji also came to school, visibly exhausted and profoundly sad. It was apparent to everyone, and efforts were made to cheer him up, with the teachers being particularly mindful.

Feeling a sense of empathy, I decided to give Saji a gift, hoping it might alleviate some of his future pains, as I didn't really harbor any ill feelings towards him.

I purchased a C-ranked Sacred Gear from the Shop.

Starlight Haze (C): It enables the control of beams or arrows made of Light.

Though not extravagant, it's still a High-tier Sacred Gear, particularly effective against devils, who are so weak against light. Sona would likely appreciate having someone like Saji in her peerage. After school, when no one was looking, I injected the Sacred Gear into his chest. Now, all that matters is for nature to take its course.

I also bought an A-ranked Sacred Gear Extractor. I went to the park to find Issei, and there he was, being himself, absentmindedly staring at the street. Utilizing the Sacred Gear Extractor, I removed a glowing red orb emitting a significant amount of dragon aura from his body.

Thankfully, I cast a barrier around us and used Time Magic to halt time, ensuring privacy. After extracting the orb, I stowed it away in my inventory. It seemed to vibrate, possibly indicating a desire to communicate, but I wasn't in the mood for dealing with Ddraig's antics at the moment.

[Do you not even want to talk with him a little?] asks Clarice.

"Not now. I will talk to him later," I replied to Clarice. Dispelling the barrier, I was heading home, but not before casting a pitiful look at someone who remained oblivious to having lost the most precious thing in his life, still staring lewdly.

But before going I thought about it a little and concluded that I should at least give Issei some kind of a Sacred Gear so that he can protect himself in this world. So I purchased a Twice Critical from the Shop and injected it into him. Then I went back home in a pleasant mood.

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It's been a while since then. During this time, I have also met with Sona a few more times. She's a chess ADDICT, that's for sure. She actually believes chess can reveal everything about a person and can be used strategically in life, especially in times of war.

I won't deny its usefulness, but life is not so simple. It's not just a game of chess. No one in the supernatural would just abide by a set of rules in times of war. That's just wishful thinking. I have had many chess matches with her but never won any, unfortunately.

Currently, I find myself at Akatsuki's Headquarters in the Demiplane, where I am overseeing the construction of additional buildings for lodgings and related purposes. I am also establishing spaces for entertainment, playgrounds, and various shops to cater to everyone. The vision is to transform this into a fully functional city in the future.

The gangsters have identified numerous individuals responding to the device, a considerable number of whom are children. They most likely remain undiscovered and unaffiliated. My priority is to reach out to them before other factions do. In the meantime, I am diligently tidying up the place.

Lavinia and Momo are in the Slime Dungeon, accompanied by Sakuya. Meanwhile, I plan to discuss dungeon matters with the Azusawas.

After a while in this location, I make my way to the hidden chamber within the Alchemy Lab Building, where my magnum opus resides. The machine is tirelessly churning out EEE and various other potions, having already produced thousands. I plan to gradually incorporate more of these into the laboratory.

For now, I am focusing on crafting Mana Potions. After what seemed like months within this time-encased space, I (we) have at last discovered a formula for these potions.

Mana Potion Recipe:

Ingredients:
1. 3 Crystalized Silverfern Petals - Harvested under the ethereal glow of illuminating green crystals in the Demiplane and later crystallized.
2. 2 Celestial Crystals
3. 5 Essence Blossoms
4. 2 drops of Mystic Nectar taken from the roots of the Nectar Tree.
5. 1 Crystalized Moonlight Petal taken from the Moonlight Tree.

Instructions:
1. Begin by finely grinding the Crystalized Silverfern Petals into a powder using a mortar and pestle.
2. Gently infuse the Celestial Crystals in purified water for an hour to extract their celestial essence.
3. In a cauldron, combine the powdered Crystalized Silverfern Petals, the essence of the Celestial Crystals, and the Essence Blossoms.
4. Add 2 drops of Mystic Nectar to the mixture, stirring clockwise for optimal infusion.
5. Carefully place the Crystalized Moonlight Petal into the cauldron, allowing its properties to meld with the concoction.
6. Simmer the mixture over low heat for 30 minutes, ensuring a thorough blend of magical components.
7. Let the potion cool, then strain it to remove any remaining particles.
8. Bottle the resulting liquid in a vial, sealing it tightly.

After confirming its proper functionality through testing, I decided to utilize the MagiAlchemix Enchantifier for the production process. Remarkably, it efficiently crafted a sizable batch in a surprisingly short span. With the machine now brimming with carefully selected ingredients, I entrusted it to carry out its alchemical tasks, allowing me to return home with a sense of accomplishment.

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Omniscient POV

hum~ hum~ hum~

On the quiet streets of Kuoh, a short, black-haired, deviously beautiful young girl, adorned in a magical girl cosplay, strolls with a slow, entrancing gait. She hums a melodic tune, the rhythm echoing through the night air as her childish face adds an intriguing contrast to the alluring atmosphere.

She's Serafall Leviathan, one of the four current Satans of the Underworld.

She walks slowly towards a beautiful mansion. Upon entering the premises, an aged butler opens the door for her.

"Greetings, Maou Serafall-sama. It's an honor to meet you again," says Hiroshi with a bow.

"Hello~!"

After that, Serafall was guided inside. In the hall, she saw all the members of Cleria's Peerage present, each offering their greetings.

"H-hello," says Maria timidly.

"Mou~. Maria-chan is still so distant," says Serafall dejectedly.

But then, Serafall suddenly hugs Cleria affectionately, which somehow embarrasses Cleria a bit.

"Hello~, Cleria-chan. How have you been?" says Serafall energetically.

"Hello, Serafall-sama. We have been expecting you," says Cleria.

After some casual conversation with everyone, Serafall shifts into her serious mode.

"So, where was it that you encountered the Cluster?" Serafall inquires.

"It was on the outskirts of the town, near the bridge. Have you found anything related to them?" asks Cleria.

"Well, the orb that you handed over was a communication device made by and frequently used by Grigori. It also contained traces of holy energy," says Serafall.

Previously, Cleria had given Serafall a strange orb that they found in the Cluster's hideout.

"Does that mean Grigori was behind them?" asks Rangiku with concern.

"We can't tell. We couldn't recover any data from the orb. It only had the function of a receiver. It couldn't be used to make contact with the opposite side. So the Cluster must have only been getting one-way orders through that thing. So we can't pinpoint their location," says Serafall.

"Oh!" exclaims Cleria dejectedly.

Given the current three-way standpoint between the three factions, she knows they cannot make moves without any solid evidence.

"So be more careful from now on, especially if you encounter any fallen angels. Though I doubt Azazel would be behind this, the biggest suspect is Grigori. I even had a meeting with him about this, but he had no idea about it. This device can apparently be obtained quite easily by their members," Serafall warns them.

"Nn." nodded Cleria.

After discussing other topics related to the Underworld, the mood shifted to a more casual one. They chatted for a while and had some drinks after lunch, thanks to Rangiku who pulled Serafall into joining for a drink.

"Now, I have to leave as I have some unfinished business. Take care, everyone. Bye~" says Serafall as she gets up to leave.

"Bye. Let's meet again, Serafall-sama," says Cleria politely.

"Let's have more drinks together sometime," says the already drunk Rangiku.

"Ha ha ha." Serafall laughs as she leaves, guided by Hiroshi.

Serafall's POV

I walk towards Momo-chan's house, knowing that So-tan is supposed to be there today. I'll use this opportunity to surprise So-tan and meet her friend. Perfect plan~.

When I entered the house premises, one of the servants approached to inquire about my identity.

Maid: "How may I help you?"

Serafall: "Hello. I am here to meet my precious So-tan. She came to play with her friend in this house."

Maid (skeptical): "So-tan?"

Serafall (jovially): "My little sister, Sona Sitri."

Hearing that, she stiffened a bit. It seems even though she's just a normal human, she at least knows some bits about the supernatural.

Serafall (with a pout): "I don't bite, you know!"

Maid (flustered): "I will take you to her."

After that, she took me to the second floor where I could see 'Momo's' written on a door. She knocked on the door a few times.

"Yes?" came a voice from inside.

Maid: "Umm...Sona-sama's sister has come to meet her."

Upon hearing her, I heard a few noises coming from inside and my precious So-tan's voice. So I quickly entered the room to find So-tan standing up... and I jumped in to hug her tightly in my chest so that I could refill my reserve of Sonalium from her. I hadn't seen her for a while.

Serafall (while rubbing her face with Sona): "So-tan! I missed you."

Sona (loud with a tint of red on her face): "Onee-sama! Unhand me!"

After a few close moments with my So-tan, I let her go. When I turned back, I saw two people inside the room, one boy and a girl.

"Hello~. My name is Serafall Leviathan, a Mahou Shoujo!" I say this while striking a pose, bringing out a wand in my hand.

 

 

 

50. Serafall's Enchanting Visit and Nakagami's Unexpected Request.

 

 

Kouske's POV

I was just chatting and having a chess match today with Sona in Momo's place. But suddenly a maid came and announced about Serafall's arrival. Sona tried to leave hurriedly, but Serafall beat her to it and jumped at her.

It's my first time seeing her in real life, but I have to admit she looks far sexier in person.

After a few odd minutes, Serafall released Sona, however, the moment was somewhat awkward. From the look on Sona's face, it felt like she was a bit violated.

"Hello~. My name is Serafall Leviathan, a Mahou Shoujo!" says Serafall as she strikes a pose with a magic wand.

Honestly, she looked cute.

"But you can just call me Levi-tan!~," says Serafall with a cute smile.

However, upon seeing her for the first time and knowing her status as one of the Maous, Momo was a bit scared. Sona was just embarrassed by her sister's behavior, hiding her face behind her hands.

"Onee-sama!...." exclaims Sona.

"It's nice to meet you, Levi-tan!" I say with a brightening smile.

Hearing me call her Levi-tan, Serafall visibly looked happy.

"Oh! What a cute boy! What's your name? Are you a friend of my So-tan's?" asks Serafall excitedly.

"I am Kouske Miyamura. It's a pleasure meeting you here," I replied.

"Nn. Kouske-kun, huh? And you are Momo-chan, right?" Serafall says, posing with a finger on her cheeks as she gets closer to Momo, who is still a bit scared.

"U-umm. Yes! I am Momo Hanakai," says Momo meekly.

"Ahh! You both are cute!" says Serafall as she hugs us both.

I could feel her soft melons rubbing against my face. But after a while, we were released, much to my dissatisfaction.

"So, you guys were playing chess?" asks Serafall as she looks at the chessboard.

"Yes. Until you came," replies Sona with a small, cute glare.

"Tehe!" Serafall just laughs childishly as she sticks out her tongue a bit.

*sigh*

In response, Sona just sighs a little. After that, Serafall stayed for a bit and talked to us about various things. She knew that we both knew about the supernatural, and I'm sure she could gauge my mana level.

"So Kouske-kun, you are a magician?" asks Sera.

"Nn."

"Whom did you learn it from?" asks Sera.

"From an acquaintance," I replied.

"Who?"

"Akatsuki."

After that, she asked many other questions, like what types of magics I use, about Akatsuki, and many others, as she also praised me. After a while, she had to leave for her work; she couldn't stay long. She left and gave us chocolates and stuff.

"Bye~," she said as a teleportation magic circle enveloped her.

"Bye, Levi-tan. Let's meet again," I said.

"Sure!~"

After she left, I spent a while here before leaving.
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Nakagami Nakiri's POV (Current Ouryuu)

I might regret what I am doing right now. Asking for help from an enemy is not the wisest decision I have ever made. But if I want to help my little sister instead of just hiding her away for the rest of her life from the world, I have to take this risk right now.

I find myself in a secluded building in Kyoto far away from the influence of the Nakiris. Standing in front of me is a tall man with brown hair, silver eyes, and masculine facial features, adorned in the usual fallen angel battlesuits. He is Satanael, one of the Cadres of the Grigory.

He is a strange man. Even though he's meeting an enemy alone, he is oddly calm. He even agreed to my request to meet me immediately when I mentioned a Longinus Sacred Gear, which I am already regretting. Is he that confident in his power? I admit it was a rash decision. But only Grigori is known for their vast Sacred Gear research and knowledge.

"So, Ouryuu, what do I owe the pleasure of meeting the strongest Ouryuu of all time?" asks Satanael with a calm but intrigued expression.

I was conflicted and hesitated for a while. But Satanael remained calm and waited for me to talk.

"What kind of information do you have on Telos Karma?" After a while, I sorted out my resolve and asked.

"History Breaker? Why? What do you need it for? And why should I give you that information?" Satanael asked with a condescending smirk.

History Breaker, huh? In the past, there were several sudden incidents and phenomena impossible to explain under normal circumstances by historians or researchers, causing a change in human history in places such as Japan and Europe caused by this Longinus, earning it the name 'History Breaker'.

I just grit my teeth, knowing I would never get the information for free. In these kinds of times, I can't fathom the incompetence and arrogance of the Five Principal Clans. We never even thought of collecting enough information about all the Sacred Gears. There really needs to be a change in the way all the clans operate.

"What do you want in exchange then?" I asked.

"If you are asking about this, you must know about the current possessor, right? But why do you, someone from the Nakiri Clan who hates Sacred Gear Holders, need this information? Unless someone close to you has it? Let me guess, it's your little sister, right? Because she has never been seen even in the Nakiri premises after her birth," he says with a knowing smirk as he looks at the dark face I am making.

For some reason, I can't keep my calm today.

"You really like to talk a lot, huh?" I asked with some hidden rage.

"Come on! Cool down a bit, will you?" Satanael replies with a frivolous attitude.

"We have information about Telos Karma. But not enough to help your sister as it's always been a mysterious sacred gear which just suddenly appears, causes disturbances, and fades away from history," he says.

I was visibly dejected at his words.

"But if you let me personally study your sister's sacred gear, I might be able to help her control it," he says.

"What!? You think I would ever let you meet her!?" I suddenly yelled out.

"Relax. Telos Karma can be very dangerous if not mastered well. In fact, all sacred gears are dangerous if the wielder doesn't know how to operate them properly. They end up hurting both themselves and their friends. You don't want your sister to hurt herself, right? You can always stay when I check on her. I will help her master it in exchange for getting to study it. That's not a losing deal for you, right?" says Satanael.

I calm myself and think for a while. Right now, nothing major has happened. But who knows what might happen in the future? Momiji has already been isolated for a significant time of her life. We can't just lock her up in there forever. I also want her to enjoy her life.

"Okay. But I will always be present when you examine her. You cannot hurt her," I reply.

"Sure. That's fine with me. I am just happy to be able to study a Sacred Gear that even Azazel has never studied closely," he goes on and on, on his own.

I ignore his ramblings. But after a while, we come to a mutual agreement about when and where to meet.

I just hope father approves.

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Kouske's POV

When I came home, I was already in a very good mood. I mean, meeting one of your favorite waifu is definitely something to be happy about.

"Welcome, Kouske-sama," Sakuya greeted me at the door.

"Hello," I replied as I took my place on the couch.

Sakuya offered me a hot cup of coffee.

"Thanks," I said while taking the cup.

Having a hot cup of coffee on a cold winter night made by your cold and sexy maid is an exhilarating feeling.

"Kouske-sama, did something interesting happen?" Sakuya asked.

She's always so perceptive. She must be able to tell that I was quite happy and excited at the moment.

"Nn," I replied.

"Good for you then," Sakuya replied with a bright enchanting smile on her face.

"I just met Serafall Leviathan," I said.

"Was everything alright?" she suddenly asked with concern.

I mean, anyone would be worried if you suddenly meet a literal Satan.

"It was fine. Don't worry," I replied.

She heaved a sigh of relief and then proceeded to hand me some bunny-shaped sliced apples. I always found these fascinating. I mean, normally who wastes their time making these shapes just to eat apples? I used to just slice them up with a knife and eat them. Never had them like this before.

"It's delicious!" I exclaimed as this was my first time eating these particular apples.

"Nn," Sakuya nodded in agreement.

These apples are from the Demiplane. Just plain normal ones. They look the same, just fresher and more colorful. But the tastes are heavenly. I had Sakuya pick out some of these from the Demiplane. I am planning on slowly changing the whole house's ingredients into the ones from the Demiplane as they are more nutritious and far more delicious. Sakuya was on board with this. Lavinia also enjoyed the vegetables and fruits from there. Speaking of Lavinia—

"Where is Lavinia?" I asked Sakuya while devouring the apples.

It's already odd eating these along with coffee, though. But who cares? These are freaking delicious.

"She's in her room, probably busy studying some magical formulas," Sakuya replied.

Yes, despite sleeping in my room, she also has her own room where she keeps her things. Her room's very girly and cute, by the way. Sometimes Lavinia stays all alone in her room to study by herself when she finds something interesting. We don't normally disturb her then. Unlike me, who's a system-using cheat, she's a bonafide genius in the magical field.

After that, Sakuya sat down beside me, and we talked for a lot of time. I was trying to get to know her better. About how she was before, what she was doing, her hobbies, likes, dislikes, background, and such, etc.

After what felt like hours, Sakuya stood up –

"It's already time for dinner. I will prepare the table. Then, I will call Reni-chan," Sakuya said as she was about to leave.

"You go call her. I will prepare the table today," I replied as I was also trying to learn some of Sakuya's skills.

"Okay." Sakuya smiled faintly and left me to do my work.

She doesn't argue with me for these small things now. On the other hand, I was happy to be able to become one of the people who can see smiles on her cold face from time to time.

When I finished preparing the table, Lavinia and Sakuya already arrived. Lavinia looked completely spent.

"What were you doing, Rey-chan?" I asked a bit concerned.

"Don't worry. I was just studying a bit," Lavinia replies but a bit unenthusiastically, not with her usual cheeriness. She was dead tired.

"Don't push yourself too much," I said.

"Nn."

After that, the three of us enjoyed a hearty dinner. When Lavinia was about to return to her studies, both Sakuya and I took her to bed to rest.

She fell asleep quite quickly, and we also went to sleep after that.

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51. Blades and Beasts: Trials in the Forest.

 

 

Kouske's POV

It's been a few days since I told the Azusawas about the dungeon. They were clearly shocked that I had access to such a place. But it's definitely a place to hone one's skills. So, I just blamed everything on Vritra. It's all Vritra's fault, okay?

"Kid!"

I will just ignore Vritra's displeasure.

I have also started learning Senjutsu from them. I can't learn Youjutsu as it's exclusive to Youkais, but Senjutsu is different. As there have been cases of Senins being able to use Senjutsu, although rare. So, I am just trying to learn it. If it doesn't work, there's always a shortcut.

It seems to be able to use Senjutsu; one needs to have a calm and clear mind. So I was made to meditate and try to have a so-called 'Spiritual Awakening' by Aunt Arene. Do I have to be a monk, or what?!

Then I was told to try to detect nature energy, energy in everything around me. The grass, air, trees, birds, people, etc. Everything! I can detect them by using my Search ability which mainly detects magic or any other similar energy. But directly detecting nature is not its job. So I haven't made much progress at all.

I was even forced to learn different kinds of meditation like Yoga, Zen, and all. Apparently, there are various forms of meditation. But it's hard for someone like me to meditate. And being the host of an evil dragon also doesn't help. At least almost all of my negative tendencies are always mostly neutered by the system.

I'm currently in my Smithy. Despite my initial failure, I keep coming back. A bit of research revealed some basic mistakes I made while crafting that first knife.

Now, my focus lies on mastering the basics and gaining experience in blacksmithing. However, I realize the importance of seeking guidance from a skilled teacher soon; perhaps, the blacksmiths from Demon Slayer or Danmachi could be viable options.

Never mind. I begin by igniting a fire in the hearth using my Blaze Black Flare. Holding the iron with tongs, I gradually heat it until it reaches a malleable state. Directly controlling the firepower eliminates the need to manage the airflow.

Proceeding, I start hammering the heated metal into the shape of a knife on top of the anvil. The next step involves Quenching – a rapid cooling process by plunging the metal into water, oil, or other cooling substances. While this hardens the metal, it also has the potential to make it brittle, explaining my initial failure.

Initiating the Tempering process, I reheated the metal to a specific temperature and allowed it to cool more gradually. This crucial step reduces brittleness and enhances toughness in the final product.

Apparently, skilled blacksmiths can craft intricate designs and forms by employing repeated heating and shaping techniques.

Once everything was completed, I ended up with a decent knife. The final step was coating it. I began by properly polishing and grinding it. Then, I crafted a Bluing solution, usually a mix of nitric acid and other compounds. Submerging the knife in the solution, I covered it and gradually heated it, causing oxidation to form a protective black oxide layer that prevents rusting.

It had an ominous feel to it. So, I used Observe on it.

Unnamed Cursed Knife (F-): Crafted by a novice blacksmith using cursed flames, this seemingly ordinary knife carries the power to inflict curses. Stripped of its cursing ability, it aligns with the skill level of a novice's first foray into knife-making. Remarkably, this knife represents the novice's first success after previous failures. However, in comparison to someone else's initial attempt, it still falls short, which is quite pitiful.



Initially elated by the assigned rank, my joy waned upon realizing that, without its cursing ability, the knife itself still falls short compared to a novice's first attempt. This revelation left me momentarily speechless.

"Clarice, what's with the description? Are you making fun of me?" I inquired, my tone carrying contained rage.

[No? Why would you think that, silly? I am just like an operating AI for the system. The description comes from the system itself,] Clarice replies innocently, but I can't shake the feeling that she might be laughing behind my back!

The argument persisted for a while until Vritra intervened.

"Stop fighting like babies. You may suck at blacksmithing, but at least be happy about the progress. Now, shoo! Go show it to the others," Vritra chastised us softly. However, I couldn't help but think I heard a stifled laughter escaping from her.

Dejectedly, I entered the main house, clutching the knife in my hand. Despite everything, it marked my first success. So, there's nothing to be sad about, right? I should just stay positive.

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When I showed my knife to Lavinia and Sakuya, both genuinely congratulated me. Their warmth did wonders for my mood. Sakuya even asked if she could take the knife. Seeing no reason to refuse, I handed it over. [A/N: Suggest a name for it.]

"I will treasure it," came from a faintly smiling Sakuya, momentarily mesmerizing me. I couldn't help but wonder how beautiful she would look with a proper smile.

Clearing my mind of any unnecessary thoughts, I find myself inside the dungeon. The last encounter was unpleasant, so I'm extra vigilant about my surroundings.

Currently, I'm actually on the lookout for two specific monsters.

Foliage Wisp (Rank: E+): A floating orb of bioluminescent foliage, the Foliage Wisp lures creatures deeper into the forest with an enchanting glow. It can manipulate plant life, creating illusions to confuse intruders.


Briarback Entling (Rank: D-): Resembling a miniature version of an ancient ent, this creature is covered in tough, thorny vines. It can manipulate its surroundings, causing vines to spring up and create barriers for protection.


After searching for a while, one of my familiars, fighting separately on the other side, discovered a group of Foliage Wisps. I rushed to their location.

Upon finding them, I initiated the attack using Absorption Lines enflamed in Blaze Black Flare, accompanied by my other familiars. With this combined effort, we swiftly burned down most of the plants controlled by the Foliage Wisps. Noctis, utilizing his Shadow Swap ability, executed a hit-and-run tactic with a plethora of Shadow Knives, cutting down the remaining plants.

He seamlessly swapped places with or of the other familiars, creating a well-coordinated battle strategy. The continuous battles have fostered familiarity and cohesion among my familiars in combat.

After a prolonged battle, we successfully weakened them, and I applied taming to all six Foliage Wisps. As a result, I acquired their Plant Manipulation (E+) ability, which shares quite similar effects to Senjutsu. This newfound skill will undoubtedly aid me in learning and mastering Senjutsu.

Following their taming, I scattered the Foliage Wisps to allow them to engage in battles, gaining more power and acclimating to fighting alongside the others.

Spotting a Briarback Entling minding its own business, I took advantage of its unaware state and attacked it from behind. Utilizing Absorption Lines and Marionette Mastery, I continuously weakened and captured it. Through a sustained onslaught of attacks following the initial strike, we successfully subdued the Briarback Entling.

During my engrossment in the initial stealth attack, it turned out that someone else was being equally stealthy. A disgusting Ballboon attempted to sneakily attack me, but the foul odor gave away its presence. Fortunately, it was only a D- ranked one, and with the assistance of my familiars, I managed to defeat it without much trouble.

However, instead of killing it, I opted to use taming on both the Briarback Entling and the Ballboon. Consequently, I gained Vine Manipulation (D-) from the Briarback Entling and Foresight (D-) from the Ballboon. Additionally, this brought me to a D- rank in power level.

Kouske Miyamura
- Race: Human-Dragon Hybrid
- Age: 7 years
- Strength (Str): D-
- Endurance (End): D-
- Agility (Agi): D-
- Mana: D+
Skills:
- Summoning
- Taming
- Hypnosis (D)
- Body Transformation (D-)
- Teleportation (D)
- Memory Manipulation (D)
- Dark Curtain (D+)
- Senbonzakura
- Flash Step
- Cloud Steps
- Whirlwind Shield (E+)
- Skill Sharing (D+)
-Sense Sharing 
- Mutated Sabnock Bloodline (A+)
- Metamorphic Mastery (B+)
- Ethereal Doppelgängers (B+)
- Demiplane (A+)
- Falna (C)
- Cognizance Nexus (D+)
-Time Magic (A)
-Gravity Manipulation (C)
-Search (D)
-Touki (C)
-Knife Throwing Technique (D-)
-Marionette Mastery (D-)
-Petrification (D-)
-Illusion Manipulation (D-)
-Vine Manipulation (D-)
-Foresight (D-)
-Plant Manipulation (E+)
Currently Shared Skills:
- Wind Manipulation (Hawks)
- Darkness Manipulation (Noctis)
- Ice Manipulation (Slime)
- Fire Manipulation (Slime)
- Water Manipulation (Slime)
- Earth Manipulation (Slime)
-Knife Throwing Technique (Sakuya)
-Marionette Mastery (Lavinia)
-Petrification (Mossveil Basilisk)
-Illusion Manipulation (Phantom Nymphs)
-Camouflage (Vorpal Viper Vines)
-Vine Manipulation (Briarback Entling)
-Foresight (Ballboon)
-Plant Manipulation (Foliage Wisp)
Items in Effect:
- Vritra's Sacred Gear (B+)
- Fountain of Youth (A)
-Condicarment (Bracelet) (C)
Items in Possession:
Boosted Gear (A)
Sacred Gear Extractor (A)
Resistance:
- Poison Resistance (D-)
Points: 745500
Overall Power: D-

Surveying the forest, I moved from one branch to another, attempting to get the hang of navigating through the towering trees. The forest was filled with colossal trees, and even their branches were substantial. Despite their size, these trees bore no fruits; they were sturdy throughout. Many branches were robust enough to withstand attacks from High-Class devils.

As I soared through the branches, a distant rumble echoed, accompanied by the ground shaking. Could earthquakes occur within dungeons?

The tremors were so intense that monsters in the forest scattered in disarray, their panicked screams echoing through the chaos. Enormous trees were effortlessly uprooted, and the earth ruptured, resembling the eruption of magma.

Leaping into the air, I took flight, and the sight that met my eyes left me astonished.


A colossal deer-like creature, adorned with at least six mountains on its back, traversed the forest. The immense size of the creature obscured the light, enveloping everything in darkness when it stood up. As it moved, accompanied by numerous monsters, the mere motion induced a profound impact.

The colossal deer-like creature briefly fixed its gaze upon me without any discernible emotion. It continued on its way, causing massive tremors and destruction. Although its gaze lacked curiosity or interest, the encounter left me terrified, sending shivers down my spine as the creature moved away.

I quickly used Observe on it.

The Sky Deer (B+): A colossal deer-like creature with numerous antlers covered in a dense forest on its back, possessing fourteen legs. It excels in aerial maneuvers and sky manipulation. The species can induce confusion and rapid decay in creatures within its forest using Time Manipulation ability. Sky Deer can create a space where hundreds of millions of years go by in a few seconds. The Sky Deer is known for its calm and gentle personality, but underneath it harbors a dangerous, unseen anger so great that even the fiercest animals within its forested mane strive to do everything in their power to keep The Sky Deer's sleeping rage dormant.

After half an hour, the Sky Deer stopped moving and submerged into the earth, leaving a humongous crater in its previous location. The tremors ceased as it settled.

"That was The Sky Deer, huh? It's terrifyingly humongous!" I said, visibly exhausted.

[As long as you don't disturb it, it won't cause you any harm. They are quite gentle creatures after all.] Clarice replied.

"Nn. But I wonder how big the Deer King would be. If just this thing goes into the outside world, it will cause chaos and panic in all the factions," I mused, sighing.
"Fufufu.... Kid, get stronger faster so we can fight it quickly someday."

But for some reason, Vritra seemed oddly excited to see it.

After sighing for the umpteenth time, I left the dungeon for the day, feeling more mentally drained than physically exhausted.

 

 

52. Familial Bonds and a Shopping Spree.

 

 

Suzaku Himejima's POV

Living inside this place since childhood, I have been exposed to the supernatural way early on, as it is the main job of my family, the Himejima Clan.

As an ancient clan of Shinto mystics, the Himejima clan has stood in the shadows to serve the Shinto Gods and perform exorcisms against evil creatures to keep humans safe from their influence. As part of the Five Principal Clans who rule over the powers of the Sacred Beasts, the Himejima Clan is in possession of one known as the Vermilion Bird. The Himejima Clan has been blessed by the Shinto Gods, allowing its members to use the Fire Phase, one of the Five Elements.

But even though we are supposed to protect humans, we fail to protect our own family members, which is infinitely disheartening. According to ancient practices, those born without the blessings of the Shinto Gods or those who practice other arts are forced into exile.

I have witnessed countless members of my family being expelled. The current family head, my great-uncle Suou Himejima, is said to have exiled his own sister, my great-aunt simply because she practiced Buddhist Arts.

Even the one I looked up to, my aunt Shuri Himejima, who was supposed to inherit the sacred beast, has been exiled because she fell in love with a fallen angel. Witnessing all this pains me as my own family members hurt each other.

Despite being chosen as the next Suzaku, inheritor of the sacred beast Vermilion Bird, I am determined to go against my family's tradition and bring all of my family together. It has become one of my most desired wishes.

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I find myself in front of a shrine. This is the house of my aunt, Shuri Himejima. Even though she has been exiled, I have stayed in touch with her. She's honestly a lovable person.

When I get close to the courtyard, I find a small girl around the age of 8 sweeping the floor, adorned in a traditional Miko dress. I, myself, am also wearing one. She looks a lot like me. Well, everybody says that we both look a lot like her mother, my aunt. After all, we are cousins and sisters.

She's Akeno Himejima. Akeno-chan rushes over to me upon seeing me. She's honestly a good child.

"Nee-chan!" she says as she hugs me.

"How have you been, Akeno-chan?" I ask as I crouch down to her height.

"Fine. Why didn't you come for a while?" she asks with a small pout.

"Sorry for that, Akeno-chan. I will try to come more often," I reply as I gently stroke her hair.

To be honest, it has been harder and busier to keep up with my schedule as I am supposed to inherit the Sacred Beast in 2 years when I turn 15. So my lessons have become much harsher and more thorough, which leaves me with not so much spare time.

"Nn."

"Akeno-chan, please avoid bothering your elder sister; she's already quite busy as it is," a gentle voice from behind softly scolds Akeno-chan.

"I'm sorry, Okaa-sama," Akeno-chan says, her tone filled with dejection.

"It's okay, Oba-sama. She's not troubling at all," I reply as I look behind to find her standing, also in a traditional Miko dress.

"But aren't you quite busy around this time? It's already nearing time for the ritual," Oba-sama remarks.

"It's okay. I always have time for family," I reply, earning a smile from her.

"Now, let's go inside. The winter wind is very cold. And Akeno, how many times have I told you not to come outside around this time of the day? You will get sick!" Oba-sama looks displeased.

"Sorry," Akeno-chan meekly replies.

After that, we all enter the house. Inside, I find a middle-aged, gruff-looking man with black hair, a matching beard, and a muscular body. He's Akeno-chan's father, a Cadre Class fallen angel, Baraqiel.

"Greetings, Uncle," I say with a polite bow.

"Hmm," he replies shortly. He isn't one to talk much.

But I noticed Obaa-sama sending a glare towards him, compelling him to reply properly. It's always amusing, no matter how many times I see this strong-looking man easily frightened by his wife. Yet, it actually reveals their love, even in this humorous way.

"Hello. How have you been?" asked Uncle.

"I have been fine. Thank you," I replied, trying to stifle my laughter.

After that, he seemed to head towards the bathroom with some plumbing equipment in hand. I've always seen him doing mostly all the miscellaneous jobs in the house. I guess living for so long gives people all kinds of experience and makes them skilled in various fields.

Only the three of us were left behind. I conversed with Obaa-sama as I played with Akeno-chan. After a while, Obaa-sama seemed to want to say something.

"Suzaku, let's test if Akeno-chan is compatible with the blessings and abilities of the Himejima Clan," says Obaa-sama with an unusually serious face.

"Okay."

Akeno-chan was a bit confused, but after that, we proceeded to test out all her compatibilities. Fortunately, she was compatible with all the blessings and abilities of the Himejima Clan. However, for some reason, Obaa-sama looked sad. It felt like she wanted to say something more to me but refrained from doing so. She must be feeling sad that despite Akeno-chan's compatibility, she will not be accepted into the family, I guessed.

"Oba-sama, I will make sure that in the future, you all are accepted back into the family again," I declared with a determined look on my face.

For a moment, she looked surprised, but then she just smiled and hugged me tightly. I returned the gesture.

"Suzaku, you are kind—a child kinder than anyone in the Himejima Clan. Regardless of what suffering may happen, even if your dreams have changed, that kind and gentle heart alone will never change," Oba-sama said.

The words brought happiness, but for some reason, they felt ominous, like a foreboding of something. At that time, I still couldn't foresee what might happen in the future.

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Kouske's POV

Currently, I'm at a mall with Saki, Rin, Lavinia, and Sakuya. Saki had suggested this shopping trip, not just for herself but also for Lavinia. She even got Sakuya to join us. Rin has been with us since the start, as usual. I ended up joining their shopping spree even though I had initially decided not to come to the mall with the girls.

Saki is leading us around the mall, going from toy stores to restaurants, and even browsing through clothing and jewelry shops. She's quite the shopaholic, even buying jewelry. Rich kids, huh?

Well, at least I'm not the one burdened with the mountain of shopping bags this time. Saki has servants scurrying around with those bags for her. Oh, it seems someone just dropped a bag. Fortunately, she didn't act like a typical brat and yell at him.

"David-san, are you alright?" asks Saki.

The now-named David-san quickly gets up and replies, "I am fine, Ojou-sama."

"Umm... Am I shopping too much?" asked a slightly concerned Saki as she looked at the mountain of shopping bags in his hands.

"No, no, Ojou-sama. I just tripped a bit. You don't have to worry. Just have fun like you always do," says David-san with a smile.

"Nn!" Saki regains her enthusiasm and starts doing her things again.

It seems they spoil her quite a bit. But at least they are loyal and care for her genuinely, it seems. When Saki turned around to enter another shop, all the servants could only sigh. It's already been one and a half hours since we came here. I also want to get out, but all of them look so happy that I didn't say anything. Shopping with girls can be quite scary!
"Sakuya, don't you need to buy some more?" I ask her, noticing she only bought a single outgoing dress and three sets of maid's dresses. The outgoing one was only purchased because Lavinia forced her to.

"Thank you for your concern, Kouske-sama, but I've already bought plenty," she replies, lifting her bags to show me.

"I meant for more normal everyday clothes."

"You don't have to worry. I have enough of them. Though I could use some spare undergarments," Sakuya says, the last bit just a mumble to herself, though.

Hearing her mention of undergarments sparks some healthy delusions in my mind.

"Kouske-sama?! What happened? Your nose is bleeding!" asked a concerned Sakuya.

Thank God we were behind everyone, and nobody saw this. Well, considering God's dead, there's no need to thank him. I take it back.

"It's fine. Don't worry. It's just proof of being a healthy young man," I replied, which caused her to be confused.

I quickly wiped the blood myself with the tissue she brought out to help me clean it.

"I'll go to the bathroom to clean up properly," I say as I turn towards that area.

Before going, I notice one of the servants talking to Sakuya while pointing at me. She'll handle it properly, I believe.

I rinsed off the blood with clean water, but the uncomfortable part was hearing someone take a huge dump in one of the toilets.
Sometimes, having supernatural hearing backfires.

I hastily exit the toilet, but shortly after taking only a few steps, I begin to hear the sound of a child crying in the corner. With no one else around, I became concerned and decided to follow the voice to see what happened.

When I arrived, I saw a small girl crying with her hands rubbing her eyes.

"Oniii-chaan! Onii-chaan!"

"What happened? Are you okay?" I asked.

Seeing me, she stopped shouting for a bit, but the tears falling from her eyes didn't stop.

"Are you lost? Where is your mother?" I asked.

"Onii-chaan!" She just started calling her brother again as she cried.

*sigh*

"Calm down. I will take you to your brother. Just tell me about him," I said.

"You... will?

"Yes. Where did you get separated from your brother?" I asked.

"We were....hic...shopping for my clothes...hic...but onii-chan ran off alone....hic..so I followed him...but I got separated in the crowd," she said while crying in between her sentences.

"Okay. Then let's go to the children's store section first," I said while giving her my hands to stand up.

She stared at me for a bit, then took my hands and stood up. I used this moment to use Memory Manipulation on her to get the pictures, names of her family, and where she was before.

I used Search to scan the area to see if I could find anyone from her family as I talked to the girl to calm her down a bit.

"So, what's your name?" I asked.

"Kotegawa.. Yui," she replied.

"Your brother's?"

"Umm... Kotegawa Yuu."

"Pretty close names."

I kept talking to her as I scanned the area. After a while, I found them around the area where she got lost. She seems to be from Issei's school.

"Kokegawa-san. Just walk straight ahead. You will see your family."

"Nn?"

"Walk straight up there." I showed her a path.

"Kotegawa..." (mumbling)

"What?"

"My name's KOTEGAWA! Not Kokegawa!" [A/N: Koke means fool.]

"Oh, okay," I said to her as she left. I did hear a small thank you from her, though.

I saw her reunited with her family. She was pointing this way to her parents, but I quickly started heading back to the shop Saki had entered.

After meeting with her, everyone continued their shopping for a while and had lunch in a fine restaurant. After only that, we all went home. I have come to realize that I hate shopping. PERIOD!

 

 

 

53. Threads of Love and Convictions.

 

 

 

Nakagami's POV

"Father!"

"At least, hear me out."

Father doesn't even want to talk properly. He didn't even consider it once when I talked about cooperating with Satanael. He's just too stubborn, and like the rest of the Five Principal Clans, doesn't like the other mythologies.

"No! Are you even listening to yourself? Seeking help from those crows is unacceptable!"

"Do you know how the other Clans would react if they came to know about this?"

"They would mock us!"

"But this might be our only chance to find a solution for Momiji-chan."

"There's no other choice. She will just remain in the Dome," said Father.

"But."

"No buts. We are done talking. Leave! I am busy as it is."

"And do not make the same mistake of being in cahoots with those crows again," said Father as he left.

I was left behind in the room to think alone for myself.

"If he doesn't agree, I might have to take some drastic measures!" (mumbling)

"Umm. Nii-san, is everything okay?"



After a while, I heard someone's voice and turned back.

"Ryuuta? Yeah. Everything's okay."

"But there was so much shouting that I could hear it from the outside."

"Don't worry. It happens sometimes," I replied.

"How have you been?" I asked.

"Fine."

"Have you met Momiji-chan recently by any chance?" I asked.

"Nn."

"How is she doing?"

"Bored. She was also complaining about you not meeting her for a while."

"I was busy. Take care of her and try to give her some time."

"Nn."

"Good. Don't you also have lessons to attend to?" I asked.

"Ugh!" but Ryuuta just made a painful expression.

"Relax. Even I also didn't like attending those when I was your age. But it gets better with time," I replied as I gently patted his head.

"Nn."

"Now go."

After he left, I was left alone to think for myself again. This might be one of my biggest mistakes... Or the wisest choices.

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Kouske's POV

I was sitting leisurely on the couch as I watched TV when the doorbell suddenly rang. Sakuya opened the door to find the old Granny next door.

"Hello," says Sakuya.

"Hello. How are you, sweety?" asks the Granny.

"I am been fine. Thank you."

They were having a bit of a conversation. Then Sakuya invited her in.

"Granny, how have you been? Sit here, please," I asked her, beckoning her to sit on the sofa.

"As fine as these old bones can be, dear," she laughs a bit.

"How thoughtful of you. Here, have these cookies," says the Granny.

Apparently, she had freshly baked cookies and pies and came to give us some. So, Sakuya invited her in to have a meal with us.

"Thanks. It's delicious," I say as I bite into one.

She brought Rurune with her. This dog is highly intelligent and strange. I mean, I never saw such a unique breed of dog. It has red patterns all over its body. Though, it could just be me who hasn't seen such a breed before.

But I still used Observe on it previously. The revelation was not something I had expected.


She's a seven-year-old Cerberus. But she always acts like a normal dog and plays with us. Well, she's still just a child. But for some reason, she's really attached to me and Rin. Even now, she's sleeping on my lap.

"Well, obviously she's a Cerberus. Did you not feel her magic?" says Vritra as if I were an idiot and starts giving me info on Cerberuses.

"Granny!" Lavinia comes in and hugs her.

Lavinia has been close with this Granny as she lives just right in front of us.

"Oh, Lavinia-chan. You should not jump so hard on me. These old bones might not be able to handle it someday. Ha ha ha," says Granny as she laughs it off.

"Sorry..." replies Lavinia meekly.

"Don't worry, sweety. It's okay. Just be more mindful of my age next time," says Granny as she hugs her back.

"Nn."

Sakuya brings in the sliced pieces of pie on small plates and serves it all to us.

The pie was delicious. Lavinia is playing with Rurune while Granny forced her way into the kitchen to help Sakuya, even though she had told her to rest.

I got a message from Yama-san, the leader of the gangsters, saying he remembered someone from Italy who had reacted to the device when they were searching for Lavinia and even confirmed that person's current status.

It's been a full year since Lavinia moved in. I guess she could also visit her parents' house. I had already solved all the problems and paperwork regarding her properties in Italy and her citizenship in Japan. Same for Sakuya. We could all go on a family tour in Italy.

After that, I had lunch with everyone. We had Donburi. A hot bowl of rice with gyudon (beef) and tempura as toppings is always appreciated. But it is a bit too rich to have it every day.

I left to meet Yama-san as everyone else was chatting with each other.

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Rangiku's POV

I have been noticing for quite a few days that Cleria has been more and more absent-minded after her meeting with Akatsuki. She would occasionally blank out and stare into the air for nothing, wasting her time like that. We would have to call her multiple times to get her attention. But it looks like she herself hasn't fully comprehended her situation yet.

So, I brought her out to a park for a change, to have a heart-to-heart conversation. As her Queen, it's my job to get her back on track so that the others do not panic.

"So, what was the reason you forced me to come here so suddenly? I still have so much paperwork to complete, you know," says a slightly angry Cleria.

"Relax a bit, will you? You will get sick if you work all day."

"Ughh.."

"It's great weather, right? Try to enjoy it."

I say as today was particularly a good day. The clouds were clear and the winter wind was calm, creating a harmonious environment.

I could see children playing in the distance as their mothers were standing close to them. Mothers, huh? Suddenly, I myself felt a bit sad, and a few droplets of tears fell from the corner of one of my eyes.

"What happened?" Cleria asked, clearly concerned, but I laughed it off.

"Nothing. I am fine. We are here to talk about you, not me," I replied.

"About me? What exactly?" Cleria asked incredulously.

"Do you think it would escape my eyes?" I said with a slight grin.

"What exactly are you on about?" Cleria says, clearly confused.

*sigh*

It looks like this naive friend of mine is really stupid and too innocent for her own good.

"Cleria, you have obviously been acting strange for a while. Have you no self-awareness at all?"

"Strange? How?!"

"You seem to be so absorbed in thinking sometimes. What goes on in that head of yours?"

At my question, her face turns a hint of red as she thinks of something.

"Nothing. I was probably just tired."

"See, even your face is red. And being tired is all the more reason you should take more rest," I said as if rectifying her with a slight hint of anger.

This girl just works too hard. Maybe it runs in the family.

"Uggh.."

"You know, your strange behavior has been more apparent since you met with Akatsuki."

"What?! W-why are you suddenly bringing him into this?" she says with an apparent blush on her face.

"You might have been very calm and collected while speaking with him, but your nervousness was apparent to us, you know. We have known you for decades. Maybe only the kids couldn't tell."

"Well, sometimes, meeting someone for the first time... second time can be quite nerve-wracking, especially if that someone is as powerful as him," she says, trying to deflect the question.

"No, girl. You were just crushing on him. He's handsome and powerful on top of that. And female devils are attracted to power. So it's not that strange to have a little crush on him when he even saved our lives."

I laid it all out for her; otherwise, this overly innocent girl might not even understand it herself and just keep denying it, thus hurting herself.

I sometimes wonder if she was actually meant to be a nun but was accidentally born as a devil. Maybe she would have had an innocent love story going on with a priest or even an exorcist. I laugh a bit at my own thoughts.

Hearing my words made her face a deeper shade of red, as I could literally see steam coming out of her head.

"N-no. W-What are you even saying? That's impossible?"

She says while stuttering a bit, but was the last sentence asked to me or herself? I wonder.

"Why is it impossible? Just admit that you have a crush on him. Does your heart beat faster when you think of him? Does your head get hazy and full of spring? Does your face warm up when you think of him? Do you enjoy thinking about him?...." I kept urging her, as I know things like this should be said upfront with someone like her.

"I-I-I..." suddenly she falls on top of me.

Oh, she malfunctioned. Well, let's try again when she wakes up. I gently stroke her head as I look at the children playing, with a smile on my face. Having your own children and family... sounds nice.

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Serafall's POV

"Hnnggh!"

I stretch my arms upward to ease my muscles. It's really bad news doing paperwork nonstop. I never signed up for this!

*sigh*

I let out a long sigh as I recall the past few times I have met So-tan's new friends, especially Kouske. He's suspicious. But I didn't feel any ill intention towards So-tan. However, he is definitely hiding something.

His mana level was unusually high for a human child. He was trying to hide it, but I could gauge his power. At first, I thought he might have been an adult magician faking his age. Upon investigation, he came clean about everything except for his mother's full identity. However, he acts unusually mature for his age. Is he perhaps a reincarnation of someone? Otherwise, how could we explain his unusually high power? Or is he just that talented?

There have been many cases where heroes of the past have reincarnated with all or partial memories of themselves from before. I will have to keep a watch on him to find out if he's dangerous for So-tan or not. If he's not, then he could become a valuable asset for So-tan. But if he's dangerous... I will personally eliminate him.

I unintentionally let my power run amok. The sudden spike creates cracks in the room.

*knock* *knock*

The sudden knocking brings me out of my thought process.

"Come in!" I say.

A uniform-clad girl with pink hair enters with a report, but from the look on her face, she is very nervous.

"What is it?" I say, trying to ease her, but I have a bad feeling about this report.

"Leviathan-sama, one of the heirs tried to kidnap an extinct sea creature from God Poseidon's territory, and he is furious. He has held the heir as a prisoner," says the girl nervously.

Just hearing that brings my mood down as my eyebrows twitch in anger. Can't these entitled heirs control themselves for a damn second?!

"Who?" I ask as I feel a headache coming later on.

"U-uh! It's Gragg Forneus from the Forneus Clan," she replies.

That damn troublemaker! It's not even the first time he has caused problems. Maybe I should let him stay in Poseidon's prison for a bit. It would serve as a reminder. And how did he come up with the brilliant idea of trying to steal from Poseidon with his meager power?!

"U-um, Leviathan-sama?"

"What?"

"There's going to be a meeting with the elders of the council. You also need to be there," she says meekly.

*sigh*

"Fine. I will be there."

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The meeting was a disaster! How could those old coots even suggest we ask Poseidon to reimburse us when we were the ones who infiltrated his territory to steal?

*sigh*

These fools! They really like to stay behind and just act all high. I bet none of them would even be able to speak up in front of Poseidon.

*sigh*

I sigh for the umpteenth time. I hate being in charge of Foreign Affairs. I will have to deal with Poseidon properly so that it doesn't lead to any more trouble.

Damn, that fish-like monster! He should be banned from going to the sea! Last time, he tried to take over the oceanic territory of a minor God, proclaiming himself to be a pirate!

*sigh*

This won't end so easily. I also don't like interacting with that old pervert!

"I want to see my So-tan!" I say this as (imaginary) tears fall from my eyes.

 

 

 

54. Plans in the Darkness: Schemes Unveiled in the Shadows of Grigori.

 

 

Grigori

Omniscient POV

In a room on the furthest corner of Grigori, a man with the appearance of a tall, pale figure emerges. He possesses long black hair, narrow blood-red eyes, and elf-like ears. He is Kokabiel, one of the Cadres and Co-founders of Grigori. What sets him apart from other Fallen Angels are his five pairs of jet-black wings. He wears a black robe with detailed accessories and purple shoulder pads with gold streaks on the side.

Before him whimpers and bows a two-winged fallen angel who has one of his hands cut off, blood dripping from it, as Kokabiel growls in anger.

"You useless, pathetic little shit. Can't even do one thing right," growls Kokabiel.

"Please Kokabiel-sama. Give me one more chance. I will make it right this time!" says the injured fallen angel as he holds onto Kokabiel's feet, begging for mercy.

"Disgusting worm! Let go of my feet!" says Kokabiel as he kicks the face of the fallen angel, who falls to the ground, bleeding from the broken mouth.

After that, Kokabiel continues to kick him, creating cracking noises that make the fallen groan in pain. Even the other subordinates in the corner whimper in fear.

"I had already given you one last chance when I provided you with that Orb and the information on that Cluster. You had just one job, but you still failed. Do you know Azazel could have tracked it back to me if I was not cautious enough? I never had any hopes for those bat monsters. But they couldn't even take out even one of those filthy devils or the sacred gear holders in that town! And they even had the delusion that I would give them freedom!" says Kokabiel vehemently.

"Please, just one more—" the fallen angel tried to plead, but he was cut off as Kokabiel severed his head with his yellow-colored light magic.

"Clean this mess," says Kokabiel to one of his subordinates, who is scared shitless in one of the corners of the room.

"Y-yes!"

While they were cleaning the mess, one of the confident-looking eight-winged fallen angels came to the front and made a report.

"What is it, Gadreel?" asked Kokabiel.

"Kokabiel-sama. One of our spies working for Satanael just sent a message. It seems Satanael has found the identity of the holder of the Longinus- Telos Karma. He plans to meet with the wielder this Friday, and he plans to use one of his mock laboratories outside Grigori for this meeting," says Gadreel.

Hearing him, a wicked smile forms on Kokabiel's mouth.

"Give me his location when the meeting happens. Getting hold of a holder of History Breaker is a big deal. None of the factions have ever managed to find them before because of the powers of that stupid gear! I will definitely get my hands on it," says Kokabiel.

"Yes!"

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In the deepest part of Grigori in a secret lab only known to a select few trusted people in Grigori, Azazel vehemently works on recreating his Father's work.

During his time in heaven, he had the privilege of seeing his Father's work on making the Sacred Gears up close, more so than any of his siblings. He was enamored with the idea of creating his own Sacred Gears.

Thus, he chose retreat and peace over the long wars that plagued the supernatural in the past. But even though he wanted nothing more than to just do research about Sacred Gears in peace in his laboratory, his job as the leader of his own faction proved to be difficult.

Just a few days ago, he had a meeting with Serafall, detailing an attack on one of the devil territories and a family member of the Rating Game Champion. It seems someone from his own faction was involved in the attack, as their specially made products were used to maintain communication and give orders to the Cluster.

Normally, he can easily find out about the one who's behind this by using the unique identification code magically inscribed on the Orb, letting him find out who had this registered under whose name. This is only known to a select few people, and the majority of his faction members do not know it, as it helps them easily find traitors who think they are too smart for their own good and use their own products to spy on them.

But when he checked the Orb, everything was erased, as it seemed the person behind this knew about this safety measure, which makes this all the more awful as it could be one of the core members of Grigori. He didn't let his surprise show on his face, and he didn't tell Serafall about any of this.

But it still makes him worry that some core members of his organization are still trying to cause so much trouble. This was the reason he put some surveillance on the people he suspected, with Kokabiel being the major suspect showing some irregular movements with his war-mongering personality.

*sigh*

"I wish I could just work on my projects without all these troubles. And we still haven't found out anything about the Sacred Gear Thief!" laments Azazel.

*sigh*

Then he hears the door of his laboratory being opened. Inside comes a woman with strong-looking eyes who has long purple hair and large breasts. She is Penemue, sometimes known as Benemune in human history, the Chief Secretary of Grigori.

Azazel still thinks she should refer to herself as Benemune, but she doesn't like being called that. The last time Azazel called her that she tried to snap off his precious dick! Since then, he has never once made the same mistake!

[A/N: 'mune' means breast in Japanese.]

"Azazel! Why are there so many inconceivable funds stated in the budget? And what happened to the fund for one of our subordinate companies in Iraq?" asked Penemue with a frightening look on her face.

"Ha ha ha! Doesn't it say precisely in that list?" replies Azazel with a frightened look on his face as he laughs awkwardly.

"It only says for 'research purposes'. Nothing else. What did you do with that?" asks Penemue.

"Just like it says. It was used for research purposes. You can just ask Sahariel (Researcher of the Moon) or the research department about this," replies Azazel.

"I just did. But they don't know anything about this," says Penemue.

"And what happened to the fund for the company in Iraq?" asks Penemue.

"Shouldn't you ask Tamiel since he's the Head of the Business Department?" says Azazel innocently.

"I also asked him. But he also doesn't have any clue about the fund," replies Penemue, trying to contain her anger.

"Someone must be embezzling the money! You should probably look more into it. It's your job, I guess. I think I have an urgent appointment right now. So I will leave. See you later," says Azazel as he quickly conjures a teleportation magic circle and leaves.

"Azazel! Stop! Did you again invest that money in one of your sacred gear projects? Come back, you fool!" Penemue yells as Azazel flees.

"What happened?" asks someone with the appearance of a handsome man in his twenties, with silver-white hair and purple eyes. His outfit consists of a purple beret hat, a purple trench coat over a black vest, white pants, and black boots, with ten jet-black wings. He is Shemhazai, Vice Governor of Grigori.

*sigh*

"Azazel again used assets reserved for other purposes for some of his sacred gear projects and ran away. AGAIN!" says Penemue.

"How many times does this make it?" laments Shemhazai.

*sigh*

They both sigh for the umpteenth time, seeing their leader's behavior.

"Don't worry. I will make him work on all the paperwork that he tried to hand off to me when he comes back. I will personally make sure he completes the paperwork for the last six months," says Shemhazai.

Azazel suddenly feels a chill run down his spine for some reason, as he is hung up on who to pick to sleep with today in one of the brothels he frequents. He still hadn't had the idea just how busy he would be in the upcoming days. 

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Kouske's POV

"So, let me get this straight. You forgot to tell me about the spirit summoning slot I get when my power increases—that too two times in a row?!" I ask Clarice while reeling in my anger.

[No?! Why would you think that? I was just... simply waiting for it to stack on. Yeah! That's right. I simply planned so that it can stack up, and you can summon a stronger spirit!] says Clarice, at first a bit nervous but then changing to a haughty and prideful tone.

That's not really convincing at all!

"Really? Are you sure you hadn't just forgotten to tell me?" I ask.

[Haha! If you used it when you were just at E~ rank, then the spirit would have at most been at E+ rank. But now you can just summon a spirit who is at most C+ rank, right? No problems at all!] says Clarice.

"But I could have summoned two spirits, right? I could have leveled up the previous one and then summoned another stronger one!" I say as my eyebrows twitch in anger.

"Zip it, kid. You had forgotten too. Just start the summoning," says Vritra.

*sigh*

What's done is done.

"What kind of spirit can I summon?" I ask.

[Fire spirit. But remember, high-class spirits have a deeper, more developed personality, and it's not always easy to make contracts with them, unlike with low-class spirits,] says Clarice.

I nod as I start the summoning. The same familiar blue magic circle lights up, illuminating the surroundings.

After a few moments, a phoenix appears! A literal phoenix! But it had deep yellow eyes, and the right side of itself was engulfed in hot red flames, while the other side emitted a cold blue aura, making itself divided into two colors. In fact, it was beautiful!

It was clear from the aura it emitted that it had the power level of a high-class being, at the very least. Still, I used Observe on it.

Krystelle Emberfaust
- Race: Frostfire Phoenix
- Age: 15 years
- Strength: D
- Endurance: C-
- Agility: C-
- Mana: C-
- Skills: Frosfire Fusion (C-), Immortality (C-)
- Overall Rank: C-

"Are you the one who summoned me?" asked the phoenix with a beautiful voice, carrying a noble tone.

"Yes! I am Kouske Miyamura. And I would like to form a contract with you." I replied.

"Ho? But a noble phoenix such as me will never enter into a contract with someone weak. I am Krystelle Emberfaust, from one of the noblest lineages in the Spirit Realm. Prove your strength to me. If you can defeat me, I will form a contract with you," said the phoenix haughtily.

 

 

 

55 Phoenix's Challenge: Proving Strength for a Noble Contract. Immortality vs Immortality.

 

 

 

Kouske's POV

"Sure! Then we will fight when the coin drops on the floor," I said as I flipped a coin.

We were already in the slime dungeon, so there was no need to worry about anything. It might be a tough fight as she's Ultimate Class while I am only High Class in power. But unlike the time with the disgusting monkey, I am far stronger than that time.

When the coin touched the ground, she was already standing in front of me, leaving behind a gust of wind in a straight line from where she was before. This was not surprising at all, as I have come to realize just how fast Ultimate Class beings can be after my fight with the monkey. I might not be able to keep up with her speed.

"Did that scare you a bit?" she said with a smirk(?) on her face.

Swiftly retreating, I increased the distance and unleashed Senbonzakura. The petals emitted a crisp sound, burning upon contact. They gathered, forming a swirling hurricane, rushing towards her.

Without attempting to dodge, she confronted it headfirst, employing her Frostfire Fusion skill. A cold, blue fire emerged, freezing the entire hurricane. Every flaming petal became encased in a blue fire, devouring my own. Damn! The contrast was striking!

"Were those blazing flower petals? At least they looked aesthetic," she commented.

Undeterred, I leaped in front of her with my Night Sky Blade in hand. Employing cloud steps to move unpredictably, I aimed to confuse her as I steadily closed the distance.

I slashed at her with my blade, but she formed a blue-blazing sword, blocking my attack. Her sword started freezing mine.

"You know, I might be a phoenix, but I do not like to get hurt unnecessarily," she remarked calmly.

At that moment, multiple swords and lances, enchanted with a pain multiplier, along with a paralyzer coated in my cursed flames, materialized behind her. They struck her unguarded back, and she wore a shocked and pained expression as she caught sight of me smirking.

"Aaarghh!"

Swiftly dodging the others, she kicked me away. However, the relentless pursuit of swords and lances continued, and she felt the gravitational force pulling her toward the ground. Despite the pressure, she stood tall, resisting being pushed down. The ones already in her body pushed even deeper, rotating and boring several holes, eliciting groans of severe pain as her flesh and blood made a scene of gore.

"Uggh!"

Quickly extracting the weapons, her heavy wounds rapidly healed. Creating icy blades enveloped in blue flames, she struck them towards me almost instantly, hitting my chest. With unconcealed fury in her eyes, she replicated what I did to her. The blades bored holes in my body as they rotated, but she aimed at non-lethal parts, mainly targeting my limbs, probably not to kill me.

Trapped in an icy flame encasing my whole body, I couldn't even react to her attack. Only my head remained outside the frozen inferno, and I experienced a strange sensation—a mix of fire burns and ice burns, far more intense than either alone. The pain was overwhelming, and I groaned, futilely attempting to escape the relentless grip of the icy flames.

"You really have no delicacy, huh? Doing such horrible things to a young lady such as me isn't cool at all," she said with unconcealed contempt.

Referring to herself as a young and beautiful lady seemed a bit strange, considering her current form as a burning and icy phoenix. It would have been more convincing if she had taken a humanoid form, if she even had any.

"Did you just think of something rude about me?" she asked with a raised eyebrow, and I felt the intensity of her flame(?), ice(?) becoming even stronger!

"N-no! Nothing at all!" I replied, sweatdropping.

Damn! Women and their intuitions!

*sigh*

"Just surrender now. The fight is already over. You might die if you don't get treated soon. I might not form a contract with you, but I will at least heal you before leaving, considering you managed to summon me from the spirit realm, relieving my boredom," she replied haughtily once again.

Surprised, she looked at me, noticing there were no wounds on my body.
"Wh-what!? Where are your wounds? I definitely saw you taking heavy damage from my attacks! How did they heal so quickly? I didn't even see you using anything," she exclaimed, clearly surprised.

"I am also immortal, you know. I can still keep going. So the fight is not over yet," I replied, smirking and surprising her.

Suddenly, many weapons with the same pain multiplier and paralyzer, encased in my cursed flames, emerged. As she tried to quickly dodge, I had already trapped her feet into the ground with Earth Manipulation and used vines to hold her in place. Simultaneously, I employed Gravity Manipulation, pulling her hard into the ground. She fought to stand still, resisting the force that threatened to make her half-crouched as she struggled not to fall flat on the ground.

"And I can still use magic even in this state!" I declared, launching an attack towards her.

"Uggh!"

My weapons attacked her, and I also unleashed numerous elemental magics, causing her severe pain. After a while, she brute-forced her way out of it all and ascended into the sky. Despite attempting to maneuver strategically from the sky, the paralyzer and my Gravity Manipulation continued to affect her.

Parts of her body went numb, and although her immortality fought against it, the process of returning to normal took time, especially with my cursed flames encasing her. She relentlessly attacked me while I remained trapped.

Throughout, I struggled to break free, utilizing Absorption Lines alongside the cursive nature of my flames. But as they were being devoured by her Frostfire, it significantly slowed down the process.

After enduring a barrage of attacks and using my own magics and fire, I broke free from the bind. We engaged in a relentless exchange of magics, heating the ground, and transforming it into magma as our powers clashed. She attacked from the sky while I retaliated from the ground. The clash devastated the surroundings, but hers proved several times stronger, overpowering my assault. The attack enveloped me, and many parts of my body disintegrated in the process.

Seizing the moment, I attacked her unguarded back with my weapons as the magic subsided. My body fully regenerated, as if there had never been any damage at all. Similarly, she was also in perfect shape, having regenerated from the previous onslaught.

Fighting people with immortality does seem like a pain. While my cursed flames could potentially damage the souls of those with only body regeneration, she proved far stronger than me, making it less effective. Unlike the fake phoenixes from the Phenex Clan, she appeared to possess even some level of soul-regenerating powers. Otherwise, my cursed flames would have severely weakened her soul by now. I also noticed a scowl on her face, realizing that my own regeneration was also a challenge, allowing me to bounce back from any harm as if nothing happened.

"Are you really human?! How come you have such strong regeneration? What is this power?" she asked, tension evident in her voice.

In response, I launched another attack, and the cycle repeated. The landscape had transformed entirely, erasing the lush greenery and the scared little slimes that once hid. Now, only a scorching, hot magma-filled landscape remained, emanating coldness from certain parts. As the fight continued, her movements slowed down due to the constant barrage of paralyzer weapons, while I felt my mana depleting. Between us, I clearly had the lower mana level, creating a challenging situation. She recognized this, and though I wouldn't die even without mana, the pain with each attack became increasingly severe and really painful.

Finally, I employed Time Magic, as ashen-colored spheres with spiraling rings inscribed with ancient runes appeared, freezing her in time with my Chronos Lock spell. I sighed in relief. The fight had been exhilarating, but there was no need to kill each other, especially considering the devastation we had caused. Our clash had obliterated the entire forest and the adjacent riverbed. This was the longest and hardest I have ever fought.

Was this the power of Ultimate Class beings? Yet, even Satan Class beings, stronger as they are, become mere mobs later in the series.

Obviously, I couldn't find any of the terrified slimes, having heard their screams at some point during the fight. Unfortunately, those poor creatures must have disintegrated fully. At least those in the distant area and underground/underwater are safe. Their numbers will be refilled eventually, and the place will return to normal. I shrugged it off, but we needed to stop the fight.
I stepped in front of her and unsealed her from my Chronos Lock spell. A surprised expression crossed her face as she suddenly saw me in front of her, ready to launch an attack. However, I lifted both my hands to show my unwillingness to fight, and she halted her impending attack.

"What?!" she asks, confused.

"I think we've caused enough destruction, don't you?" I responded, trying to diffuse the tension.

"Let's just stop. We have been fighting for hours and it's not getting us anywhere."

"Why?! I was on the verge of winning," she exclaimed.

"No! You weren't!" I responded.

*sigh*

"Let's just call it a draw and leave it at that. We have been at it for hours. We don't have to kill each other," I suggested.

She appeared inclined to complain but eventually complied.

"OK," she relented.

"I will also form a contract with you. You seem interesting enough," she replied.

I was a bit surprised. I thought I would have to coax her more.

"Then, let's initiate the contract," I said as the familiar blue magic circle lit up, and we established a 50-50 contract.

Then, I explained a bit about my power—how each of us could gain one of our abilities and its additional functions, such as telepathy and location tracking.

"Oh? You really are unusual. Well, let's save this for another time. I'll head back for today and inform my parents. Goodbye."

She mentioned this as she teleported back to the spirit realm, where all my spirit contracts are supposed to originate. Even Hawks is from that realm and resides there.

"W-wait!" I exclaimed, but she was already gone.

*sigh*

Well, she's still a teenager, judging by her age in human terms, and she must have just been excited to share the news with her parents, I hope.

"Guess, I'll also head back home," I said as I turned back into my younger self.

"How did it go, Kouske-sama?" asked Sakuya as I teleported into the hallway.

"It went well. I was able to make a contract with an Ultimate Class Phoenix," I replied.

"Oh!" she exclaimed, surprised.

"It's good then. Wash up, and I will bring you some pie," she said.

It seemed Sakuya had made a pie with a variety of fresh fruits from the Demiplane.

"Ok."

After a while, I enjoyed a delicious pie alongside Lavinia and Sakuya, trying to forget the pain and suffering from the long battle. The pie was actually addicting. Soon, I would need to devise a plan to initiate business using products from the Demiplane within the supernatural.

At times like this, I was happy that I had already changed into the exact same clothes as in the dungeon. Keeping similar clothes is always handy, as it helped me avoid causing Sakuya and Lavinia any worries... or so I had thought.

Later on, Sakuya found that a set of my usual clothes was missing and somehow discovered the details of the fight. And I don't even know how she came to that conclusion. Well, it probably served as proof of her suspicion when I told both of them to not enter the Slime Dungeon today. Afterward, she actually lectured me for an entire hour. Damn! Maids are scary and hella efficient!

 

 

 

56. Doting Parents and Evolving Powers.

 

 

 

 

Spirit Realm

Omniscient POV

In a vast, ancient, burning castle, a cheerful young girl of around 15 years old strolled down the aisle. Her long blue hair with a red underside cascaded around her, and her fierce yellow eyes added to her captivating presence. Adorned in a modern, sleeveless dress that gracefully hugged her figure, intricate lace patterns adorned the bodice, delicately highlighting her shoulders. The dress flowed elegantly with a subtle A-line silhouette that accentuated her generous curves.

Crafted from what appeared to be a blend of silk and chiffon, the fabric gently swayed with each step, creating an ethereal movement. The neckline was modest, framing her collarbones, while the back dipped into a tasteful V-shape, adding a touch of allure. The mesmerizing blend of pastel hues in the color palette complemented her radiant aura. She had a modest bust size, and her attire accentuated her curvaceous figure as she moved gracefully.

She was Krystelle Emberfaust, the only daughter of the Phoenix Emperor. Usually, she stays within the palace grounds, rarely venturing outside. With only a few friends, she often finds herself bored and craving change. Today, however, is a special and joyous day for her.

She was summoned to a different world, the human world, to forge a contract with a human. She felt an overwhelming enthusiasm at the prospect of freely roaming and exploring the human realm—a luxury denied to her previously. Much like humans requiring astral forms to enter the Spirit Realm, spirits like her needed some form of physical body or an anchor to access the human world.

However, unlike her, powerful beings like her father, the Phoenix Emperor, could effortlessly traverse these realms. Even if prepared to accept the contract immediately, she, as a noble, couldn't easily reveal such eagerness. Hence, she set a condition for the contract. Even if the human were to lose, she would have pitied him and formed the contract.

Unexpectedly, he fought remarkably well, displaying a powerful regeneration she had likely only seen in her own parents. Eager to share the news, she couldn't wait to tell them about her new contractor!

After a while, she arrives in front of a large door guarded by several knights in full armor. They salute her as she comes into view. Without waiting any further, she slams the door open before one knight can ask for permission to open it for her. Unceremoniously, she enters her parents' bedroom.

"Father! Mother! I will be leaving to live in the human world!" declares Krystelle.

Inside were her parents—a handsome man in his late 20s with blood-red hair and yellow eyes like his daughter, the Phoenix Emperor, a normal fire phoenix who reached this stage with only hard work and unmatched talent. The other one is a beautiful woman in her early 20s with ocean-blue hair and crimson eyes, a rare ice phoenix whose ice can easily freeze time, the Phoenix Empress.

The Phoenix Emperor and his wife hastily covered themselves with a blanket and clothed themselves properly before her arrival. Thank goodness, they have such powerful sensing abilities and are used to their daughter's unexpected visits. Otherwise, just like that one time...
Their beloved daughter can be quite oblivious to many simple things.

"W-what?!" the always awe-inspiring and domineering Phoenix Emperor exclaims, unable to believe his baby bird would be leaving her nest so soon.

"Ara, you look so happy, dear. Did something good happen?" says her mother, resting one side of her head on her hand.

"Why would you be living in the human realm?!" asked the Phoenix Emperor, emerging from his initial surprise.

His wife sends him a silent glare and stops him from any further overreacting.

"I went to the human realm today!" says Krystelle excitedly.

[A/N: She didn't actually go there. It was just inside the slime dungeon.]

"Ho? How did you go there? Were you summoned by someone?" asks her mother, curiously.

"Nn," she nods.

"If you want to live there, did you make a contract with someone, dear?" asks her mother as the surroundings start to get icy cold.

"Yes! I made a contract, and now I can go to the human world as much as I want!" says Krystelle, oblivious to her surroundings as she was not being affected at all, but the poor soldiers standing outside were crying blood.

"W-what!? WHO IS THAT BASTARD?! Give me your contractor's name!" says the Phoenix Emperor as the surroundings get hotter and hotter without affecting her. The soldiers' cries of plea go unheard as they experience an icy cold aura from the Frost Phoenix Empress and a burning hot aura from the Fire Phoenix Emperor.

"His name? I believe he called himself Kouske Miyamura. And he even has awesome regeneration power, just like you guys," says Krystelle.

"That damn conning bastard!" mumbles the Phoenix Emperor.

"Ara, ara, ara. Ara? Ara, ara, ara!..." mumbles her mother dangerously.

"..."

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After a while, they calmed down and managed to persuade their daughter to only visit the human realm occasionally. They sent her back to her room for now, pondering whether Kouske was truly human and just deceiving her.

"Felix! Find out the bastard who's trying to con our daughter; otherwise, I will go down there myself!" says the Phoenix Empress.

"Y-yes!" replied the Phoenix Emperor nervously while he was still moping, realizing his daughter was growing up so fast without his knowledge.

Just ten years ago, she was just a cute little munchkin, always saying that she would never leave her daddy and the spirit realm. While he was shedding tears in the corner, his wife's words brought him back to his senses.

He sweat-dropped, thinking about what his enraged wife would do if she went down to the human realm right now. She might casually freeze a few countries to death in her fury!

While now known as one of the most benevolent Empresses, deep down, he knows how much of a troublemaker and a tomboy she was when they met eons ago. And people wonder who their daughter takes after!

*sigh*

"Ara? Were you thinking of something rude, dear?" his wife asks with a smile that doesn't reach her eyes.

"N-no! It must be your imagination!" says the Phoenix Emperor.

"Nn.... It must have been my imagination. But you would still be sleeping on the couch outside for the next week," she says innocently.

"W-what!? Dear, there are already recruits who admire and respect me so much. What would they think if they saw me sleeping outside like that?" he says nervously.

"Why would that be a problem? They would know sooner or later about you. And don't you dare leave to stay in other places," she says with her eyes closed.

"Y-yes!"

"And get all the information about that bastard!"

"Yes, ma'am!"

*sigh*

As he was kicked out of his own room, he looked at the state of his soldiers. He quickly heals all of them with a phoenix tear of his own. Unlike the fake phoenixes from the Underworld, he, a true phoenix, can make phoenix tears as easily as breathing.

When his soldiers wake up, he instructs them to send someone to the human realm and gather all the information about Krystelle's first contractor.

"Yes, sir!" replies the soldiers simultaneously.

His half-broken ego mends seeing the level of respect he's getting as he smiles.

After that, he unceremoniously goes to the couch to sleep, leaving the recruits confused, while the older ones clarify how and why for them, this has become normal over the years.

*sigh*

The mighty Phoenix Emperor goes to sleep, trying to ignore the talk his soldiers are having about him. Unfortunately, even if he's so mighty and strong, he cannot win against his wife. The last time he retaliated and just slightly used his aura, his wife sulked and went to her mother's house for a whole three hundred years.

In her own words, she can even kill him half to death, but he still shouldn't retaliate if he truly loves her. Only after coaxing her so hard did she come back and still complain about why he couldn't bring her back earlier. She started hitting him in the chest softly while mumbling cutely, 'baka' 'baka'. Well, at first, it was soft. As he tried to get intimate with her after so long, but then the power increased and broke several of his bones because of her feeling shy. Women are so damn unreasonable!

*sigh*

He just hopes for the best for his future son-in-law, as his daughter is starting to act more like his wife. But then he starts sobbing, thinking about how his baby daughter will have to leave his nest one day, further confusing the recruits as the older ones explain to them.
In his sadness, he temporarily forgets that his own daughter cockblocked him!

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Kouske's POV

After a day, in the morning, Krystelle returned to the house.

"Hi, Elle," I greeted her as she teleported into the hallway.

"Elle?" she asks, confused.

"Your name's Krystelle, right? Elle's just a nickname of sorts," I replied.

"Whatever. Call your older brother. I need to talk to him," she says.

??

For a moment, I was confused, then I remembered I was in my adult self when I summoned her, while now I looked the usual.

"I am Kouske," I replied, which confused her.

Then I transformed into my older self, eliciting a reaction from her. I proceeded to explain a bit to her.

"You are weird," but that's all I got in response.

Sakuya and Lavinia also came to the hallway as they felt her aura. Fortunately, there was a barrier around the house; otherwise, she would have spooked all the devils in town. Sakuya already knew about barriers before coming here and is also practicing more of this world's barrier system after acquiring the necessary magic books on barriers. I and Lavinia are also learning about barriers. But I think at some point, it would be better for us to acquire some kind of Space Manipulation skill. Time and Space go well hand in hand, right?

"Woah! A real phoenix!" exclaims Lavinia as she sees Elle for the first time.

"Kouske-sama, is she...?" asks Sakuya.

"Yes, she's the one I made a contract with last night," I replied.

"Nn. I am Krystelle Emberfaust! Remember my name," says Krystelle... smugly(?).

"Hello, my name is Sakuya Izayoi, Kouske-sama's maid," Sakuya introduces herself.

"And my name is Lavinia Reni," says Lavinia.

"Nn," nods Elle.

"Can I touch your feathers?" asks Lavinia innocently.

"Reni-chan, you shouldn't. You could get hurt," admonishes Sakuya as she looks at her half-burning and half-cold body.

"Mou~. But they look safe to touch!" says Lavinia as she pokes Elle's half-cold body part.

"See?" says Lavinia proudly.

Perhaps due to her affinity for the ice element, she doesn't appear to be greatly affected by the cold, but in reality, she radiates both intense heat and cold.

Elle was struggling with Lavinia as she was hugging her feathers and feeling her up(?). But after a while, she relented. Lavinia was in pure bliss.

"They are so soft," says Lavinia with a goofy face.

I would also like to get a chance to feel those mofu-mofu feathers of hers' one day. But if I say something now, she's going to get mad, for sure. Sakuya had a stoic expression, but with the subtle change in her facial features, I could tell she must be thinking the same.

"So, what did you come here today for?" I asked, getting back to the topic.

"You previously said we could share one of our abilities with each other, right? That's why," she said as she finally got out of Lavinia's hug.

"Yeah."

"First, you should try to reel in your powers a bit. It's leaking a lot," says Sakuya, reminding us how it would have been troublesome if not for the barrier that Sakuya has always put up surrounding the house.

Then she slowly but surely reeled in her power. Afterward, I started giving her a brief description of my other powers.

After a brief deliberation, she chose Plant Manipulation (E+), even though I tried to convince her to take Wind Manipulation or Gravity Manipulation (C). She wanted to create burning and freezing plants that she could command and control manually for both short-range and long-range attacks.

If only we could share more skills!

[You can actually, as your power increases, in the future,] says Clarice.

'Oh, that's good then,' I replied in my mind.

I obviously chose her Frostfire Fusion (C-); it complements my Blaze Black Flare, enhancing its overall power and ability, making it far stronger than before, and giving it the power for more heat and even freezing effects. But the color remained the same: purple.

 

 

 

 

57. Nakagami's Resolve.

 

 

 

 

 

Kouske's POV

For the last few days, someone has been spying on me. I couldn't tell, but Vritra and Sakuya could feel their presence—another Ultimate Class spirit. Elle said it must be someone working for her parents. They can be quite the worrywart for her sometimes, she says.
She said nothing bad would happen, but the blatant hostility was there. However, I decided to ignore that. Apparently, she is a phoenix princess in the Spirit Realm, and her father is the Phoenix Emperor, one of the strongest in that realm. I just hope I do not have to face him so soon.

Another thing is that Elle turned out to be a bishoujo. Yes! A bishoujo! She wanted to go out and explore the town. When Sakuya told her that it would be very difficult to go out like this, she turned into a voluptuous, beautiful human girl with bluish-red hair and yellow eyes.
I shoved off the job of showing her around to Sakuya and Lavinia, who happily undertook the task. They have been going around town a lot and shopping a lot with the other girls. I am happy not to be involved in their shopping spree.

Today, I suddenly found out that Nakagami Nakiri is taking Momiji somewhere along with some of their practitioners. It seemed like he was getting her out secretly. Thank goodness, I secretly placed my insect familiars on the perimeters of the Nakiri Clan previously.

I have come to understand that I am using bugs and insects quite a lot, much like the Beelzebub descendants, as 'King of Flies' is their bloodline ability. It is actually quite powerful, as proven by an unnamed descendant of Beelzebub in the series.
After having his power enhanced by the Malebranche, he had turned himself into a powerful chimera of dragons, insects, and other things with extraordinary regenerative powers and poisonous blood, which made even Sirzechs fight him in his True Form.

So I am thinking of acquiring this bloodline ability, as it's already similar but a bit different from what my taming skill does. If I just kill Shalba Beelzebub in the three factions meeting in Kuoh in the future, I could also become the Clan Head of the Beelzebub Clan, one of the Satan Clans.
Then I can hold two voting rights in the Demon Council and get control over two devil territories freely. Well, I guess I will have to talk to Serafall soon after acquiring that bloodline. For now, I will go to where Nakagami is going. I won't ever get another chance like this.

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Omniscient POV

Today was the day to meet with Satanael. But Nakagami still couldn't convince his father. So when his father was out of the territory, he snuck Momiji out of the Dome Barrier. With several of his trusted jutshushas, he's taking Momiji to the meeting place that Satanael designated for them. Even though he wanted to be the one to designate a place, Satanael insisted that he would need his lab equipment to check on her.

 

"Nii-san, where are we going?" asks a confused but excited Momiji, as this was the first time she was going outside the Dome Barrier. For most of her life, she has only been confined to that place.

"We are going to meet someone who can help you get free from the curse. If everything goes well, soon you won't have to stay hidden in that place anymore," says Nakagami as he gently pats the head of his sister.

"Nn," hearing that, Momiji was even more excited than before.

On their journey, they had to stop multiple times as Momiji would suddenly get excited over the smallest of things she saw and ask what they were—things she had only seen in books. She would try out eating in restaurants and cafes. Even though she has eaten all of this stuff before, even though she was confined, most of her wishes were always fulfilled for her. Still, eating in a place with a lot of people is a whole new experience.

Even though Nakagami is always a bit serious, he still couldn't refuse his sister, as it was one of the rarest times when he had seen his sister being genuinely happy. So he was trying to accommodate her as much as he could. His sister was very excited, seeing even the most normal things like schools, hospitals, and even tall buildings. He could see her longing for a normal life as they had stopped in front of a school where students were going home, chatting with their friends, further strengthening his resolve.

On their way, when they reached more than half the way, he and the jutshushas felt something was wrong. There was no one around them anymore, even though they should still be inside the residential area. Suddenly, a barrier was placed around the place, which made them all the more worried and cautious.

"Those damn crows! They betrayed us!" says one of the jutshushas as he points to the sky, where multiple fallen angels can be seen.

Many fallen angels start attacking with their light magics as Nakagami hastily makes an earth dome to protect his sister.

The jutshushas start counterattacking with their spell talismans and swords in hand. Nakagami easily kills all the fallens flying in the sky with his dragon shots. After that, more and more fallen angels come into view.

"As expected of the strongest Ouryuu in history. Those low-level scrubs couldn't do anything to you. I would have been disappointed otherwise," says Kokabiel while clapping and laughing as he comes into view.

"What's the meaning of this? Where's Satanael?" asks Nakagami calmly.

"He must be in his lab waiting for your arrival," says Kokabiel as he smirks.

"So, this is your doing? What do you want to achieve by stopping us here?" asks Nakagami.

"The holder of Telos Karma, obviously. Give me your sister," says Kokabiel cockily.

"Then, negotiations are off the table, huh?" says Nakagami as he prepares to fight by releasing his dragon aura and coating himself in touki, making Kokabiel widen his eyes at the amount of dragon aura and touki he's releasing.

But Kokabiel tries to deny this feeling and launches numerous light spears with his light magic. Nakagami easily destroys them with the sword in his hand. Seeing this, Kokabiel becomes furious.

"Don't get cocky just because of this, filthy human!" screams Kokabiel as he launches another barrage of attacks.

But this time, Nakagami jumped high up in the air and was already in front of him, and kicked him in his solar plexus, eliciting a painful groan and blood from his mouth as he got smacked down to the ground from the sky. As Nakagami approached Kokabiel, he felt someone closing in on his sister. It was Gadreel, an eight-winged fallen angel. Gadreel managed to break the earth dome barrier as it was hastily put up. Those jitshushas who tried to stop him were mercilessly cut down.

"Aaah!" screams Momiji, seeing the barrier get broken and Gadreel in front of him.

But just as Gadreel was about to hold Momiji, some strange phenomena started happening. Multiple stray attacks from the surroundings, from both allies and enemies, hit him, making him stunned and off-balanced even though they couldn't do much.

At this time, Momiji started running towards her brother.

"Nii-san!"

As Gadreel tries to pursue her, he is again hit by stray attacks, and even a powerful eight-winged war veteran fallen angel like him lost footing and fell face first on the ground, giving time for Nakagami to reach his sister.

This all happened so fast that it left all of them stupefied.

"So, this is the power of Telos Karma?" says Kokabiel, surprised.

Then both Gadreel and Kokabiel attacked Nakagami with their light magic. But no matter what they did, he easily destroyed their attacks, making them more and more furious. By this time, the jutshushas and the fallen angels are at each other's throats, no one leaving an inch for one another and trying to kill at the first chance.

 

As the fight between the three goes on, multiple cuts and bruises appear on both the fallen angels, while Nakagami remains mostly unscathed as he protects his sister. Nakagami kicks both of them, distancing themselves as their bones crack and break, making them groan.

Just as Nakagami was about to swiftly end the battle, the barrier cracked, eliciting everyone's notice. From outside the broken barrier comes Satanael and his subordinates.

"What are you doing here?" asks Kokabiel, confusedly.

"I was wondering why it was taking so long, and when I looked in this area, I found that this barrier was placed. I never imagined you were the one trying to foil my work, Kokabiel," says Satanael.

"Satanael! Help me defeat him. Don't you also want to get your hands on the Longinus?!" screams Kokabiel upon seeing Satanael and his subordinates.

"Ho? You are far too shameless to ask for my help when you yourself tried to stab me in the back," says Satanael calmly.

"It's not time for that. We can talk later. Help me defeat him first," says Kokabiel, seeing Nakagami quickly charging up his dragon shot.

"Nn. I guess you are right. Taking her away is way better than the previous agreement we had," says Satanael, confident that he and Kokabiel, with their subordinates, can definitely beat Nakagami, even if he's a powerful individual.

Satanael swiftly strikes Nakagami with his holy-demonic sword, Arondight, creating an opening for Kokabiel to evade the intensified dragon shot. Despite Arondight's dual nature, it lacks the equilibrium found in Kiba's future Sword of Betrayer. Satanael releases a colossal beam of both holy and demonic aura, obliterating everything in its path. Nakagami adeptly sidesteps the onslaught, holding his sister on his shoulder.

"How did you acquire Arondight? Shouldn't it be in the hands of the Pendragons?" Nakagami queries, astonished.

As Satanael continues his assault, Nakagami grapples with the challenge of simultaneously defending against the attacks and safeguarding his sister.

Satanael responds to Nakagami's inquiry, "Let's just say I have my ways, Ouryuu. Now, prepare yourself for the true might of Arondight!"

The intense battle unfolds, each clash resonating with the power of holy and demonic energies, leaving the outcome uncertain.

Nakagami, deflecting attacks, senses someone approaching from behind through his earth veins connection. Swiftly launching earth strikes, he leaves Gadreel gasping for breath as the air is knocked out of his lungs.

Instantly narrowing the gap using earth manipulation, Nakagami closes in on the injured Kokabiel, who remains on the ground. Despite Nakagami slashing at him with his sword, Kokabiel, drawing on years of experience, dodges with pure instinct at the last moment.

Satanael closes in on Nakagami, engaging in close quarters as they exchange sword strikes, creating sparks, dust, and gusts with each clash.

Amidst the chaos, more and more jutshushas fell to the relentless onslaught of the fallens, overwhelmed by their numerical advantage. Nakagami attempted to aid them, striving to kill as many fallens as possible.

 

However, facing the combined might of the three fallen, including the ominous threat to his sister, he found himself constrained. Finally, Nakagami tapped into the earth veins, connecting with the unending well of ki it provided, complementing his touki. With a resounding howl, he battled against the multitude of fallens and the two Cadres of Grigori simultaneously.

"Aaarghhh!"

However, Nakagami's body struggled to adapt to the new technique. Despite gaining access to an infinite amount of ki from the earth veins, his unfamiliarity with this power made it challenging to maintain the enhanced state. The ongoing battle would have been significantly easier if he didn't have the added responsibility of protecting his sister and the other jutshushas from the relentless onslaught of the numerous fallen angels.

The battle persisted, with the resounding clash of swords and magic echoing in the air. Nakagami unleashed multiple dragon shots and controlled earth spikes, striking down even the fallens in the sky and burying them beneath spiked earthen weapons.

Although capable of causing powerful earthquakes, the presence of his sister and the jutshushas prevented him from employing one of his most potent forms of attack. Instead, he utilized earth manipulation to swap places with his sister and the others, safeguarding them from the menacing grasp of the two Cadres.

With his body adorned with numerous cuts and bruises, Nakagami showed signs of increasing exhaustion as the relentless battle wore on. The excessive use of ki from the earth veins took its toll, pushing him to the limits of fatigue.

[AN: To be honest, I feel like I am downplaying Nakagami by a lot. He's supposed to be a calm and cautious individual. He defeated Tobio in a Balanced Breaker state with only one-tenth of his full power. He's extremely adept in swordsmanship and hand-to-hand combat, as he defeated Tobio barehanded. He could potentially use an unending amount of ki from the earth veins, depending on the place, like the mountains or rocky areas. Compared to that, these guys are just mobs. Let's just say it's because it's still a good few years before that.]

As young Momiji witnessed her brother getting cornered, she desperately racked her brain for a way to aid him, despite lacking knowledge of powerful spells. In a pivotal moment, even though she had never controlled her Longinus or even knew its capabilities, the will of the Longinus sensed her heartfelt emotions and orchestrated a miracle.

The barrier that was put up by the fallens for the second time was again broken, and she could see a man with a rob covering his whole body with jet-black draconic wings on his back as he flew in the sky. With his face concealed by a mask, Momiji could only discern the handsome silhouette, marked by black hair and striking crimson eyes.

 

 

 

 

58. Infernal Negotiations: Treacherous Bargains and Hidden Deals.

 

 

 

Kouske's POV

Honestly, I caught the final moments of the fight between Nakagami and the two Cadres through my familiars. Nakagami's strength for a human is simply astonishing, and Vasco Strada is supposed to be even stronger, being considered the pinnacle of human strength! Gosh!

Remarkably, Nakagami is quite young, only in his early 20s. The dragon aura he's emitting is truly staggering! He bears a resemblance to an older Ryuuta. It's the first time I've seen Momiji Nakiri, too. She possesses captivating light blue eyes and light-blond hair that cascades to her mid-back, reaching just above her upper chest in the front. Her bangs gracefully hang just above her eyes, complementing her buxom figure. Despite being just around 13 years old, she stands tall, radiating beauty. I noticed dirt adorning her silhouette, while Nakagami, covered in cuts and bruises, was fighting with dead weights, slowing him down.

My sudden appearance drew the attention of everyone in the area as I soared through the air. Swiftly, I utilized Observe on them.

Nakagami was around B rank, while Kokabiel and Satanael were around B-. Interestingly, Kokabiel appeared stronger than Satanael, showcasing a power gap within the same rank.

A fallen angel ranked at C+ was also present, but my own rank was only around D-. The odds were stacked against me; all of them surpassed Elle's strength, and I had previously struggled against her, though I would never admit it in front of her.

It was Kokabiel who first called out to me, his eyes widening at the sight of my draconic aura and wings.

"You! You're that Sacred Gear Thief! What do you want now!?" he demanded, his anger evident.

"Tsk... I go by Akatsuki. Do not give names to people willy-nilly," I replied with a hint of contempt.

I was aware of the names and accusations thrown my way on DeviNet. I wasn't a thief; I purchased the gears with my hard-earned points. How could I have known the system had the function of stealing? Those who called me a thief, along with their mothers, were the real thieves! If anyone deserves that title, it should be Clarice!

[Hey!] yelled Clarice in my head, but I ignored her.

"What do you want?" asked Satanael with some excitement, looking at me with a strange hunger(?). What's wrong with him?

"Her," I replied, pointing at Momiji, causing Nakagami to frown and snap Momiji out of her daze. I am sure, I saw her blushing profusely. What's she imagining? Teenage hormones and all!

*sigh*

"We called dibs on her first. You think you can just take her away, appearing out of nowhere like this?" Kokabiel retorted.

"No one's taking my sister!" declared an enraged Nakagami, his aura bursting again. I could practically see his veins bulging with anger!

"Kill him," Kokabiel ordered to all the fallens stationed a bit far away from Nakagami and himself, alongside Satanael and another fallen.

"Don't kill him. Instead, capture him alive! I need to question him," Satanael commanded.

As the fallens approached me, I snapped my fingers, causing blazing black Sakura petals to envelop the sky. It confused the fallens, but as the petals touched one of them, he was set ablaze, screaming profusely before being burned to a crisp.

"Aaaghhh!

The power behind my flames has intensified with Elle's skill, capable of effortlessly burning away individuals far stronger than me. These flames inflict various forms of pain, from burns to frostbites, as they consume the soul. Additionally, I've gained the ability to freeze people using my formidable flames. Moreover, my flames can now devour other flames, assimilating their attributes into my own.

Witnessing this, the other fallens were left stunned and fearful, as it unfolded instantly before anyone could react. Though Kokabiel seemed poised to command the hesitant fallens to attack me, I swiftly incinerated them all, obliterating their existence. I acted even before Kokabiel could issue any orders, leaving those present in a state of shock.

The bloodied Jutshushas in the back appeared horrified, fearing they were next and anticipating their imminent demise. Nakagami was prepared to jump at me, but I withdrew all my flames, causing them to vanish and surprising everyone.

"I am not your enemy, Ouryuu. You're aware of the incident from a year ago, right? Not a single one was killed or harmed in any way. We share a common goal—you want to free your sister from that affliction, and I seek possession of the Longinus. I can safely remove that burden from your sister. What do you say?" I asked Nakagami, but he appeared hesitant, while Kokabiel simmered with anger. I aimed to leverage the inconvenient news on DeviNet to my advantage.

"How can I trust you?" Nakagami inquired.

"For now, let's fight together. We can discuss the details later," I replied.

"Nn," Nakagami nodded.

"You filthy half-breed lizard! Do you think you can defeat us just because you killed a few of those lowly scrubs?!" exclaimed an angry Kokabiel.

"Kouske, pluck out his tongue," said an annoyed Vritra.

'Nn.'

"I can, crow!" I replied.

Understanding my limits and realizing my body couldn't keep up with their movements, I swiftly opened a few portals connected to the Demiplane. Emerging from these portals were the most poisonous and thorny vines of a plant in the Demiplane. Their vines were incredibly sturdy, and the poisons were potent, capable of easily killing Satan Class beings. I had been nurturing and strengthening them with Clarice's help for the past year. Many other deadly organisms also resided in the Demiplane, fully under my control for moments like these. It's called Lurking Lilians (B).

Before anyone could say anything else, I struck first. The vines, enveloped in my cursed flames to enhance their abilities, seized the three fallen angels, leaving them stupefied. Their attempts to break free proved futile.

""Unhand me,"" they all exclaimed.

As they continued cursing and hurling insults, irritation built up within me. Manipulating the thorns, I caused them to bore deeper into their flesh, injecting mild poisons meant to inflict pain rather than cause immediate death.

But the eight-winged crow became increasingly annoying, spouting degrading remarks about humans, like humans should know their place; they are just our slaves, parasites to us, living off of us by begging for our mercy, etc. In response, I escalated the dose, directly killing him. With a swift incineration obliterating his corpse, an eerie silence fell over the place.

"You, you... You cannot kill us! We are Cadres of Grigori! Do you think Grigori will let you go if you kill us right now?!" stammered a now-frightened Kokabiel. Satanael's scowl transformed into a panicked expression, visibly disturbed by the turn of events.

"Grigori is already on my tail. Do you think I am afraid of Azazel? He can come to my doors directly if he has any problems with me," I replied to Kokabiel cockily, leaving him staring in disbelief. Well, Azazel wouldn't know my address to come to my door.

"You are bluffing!" says an enraged and frightened Kokabiel.

"Oh, am I?" I smirked as the vines tightened around them.

"W-wait, wait! Let's make a deal! What do you want?" Satanael pleaded, maintaining more composure than Kokabiel.

"What could you even offer me at this moment?" I inquired, injecting a hint of mockery into my tone.

"You can have Arondight if you want! It's the sister sword to Gelatine and Excalibur. It's extremely powerful due to its dual nature," Satanael pitched, adopting the demeanor of a professional salesman peddling questionable items.

"And? It's already mine since you lost the fight. Moreover, it isn't even a good bargaining chip, considering the trouble with the Pendragons once they catch wind of this," I replied stoically as I took possession of Arondight lying on the ground. After that, I put it away in my inventory.

Satanael's face shifted into a look of panic.

"Is that all? Then let's finish this," I declared, tightening the vines further as I prepared to escalate the dose of poison in their systems.

To be honest, I already have something in mind, aware of what Satanael can offer. However, I need him to articulate it himself. As for Kokabiel, I do not know what he can offer.

"W-wait! My Sacred Gear research! I'll share my research data with you! Just spare my life. You're interested in Sacred Gears too, right?" Satanael pleaded hopefully, while Kokabiel remained silent, understanding his perspective.

All this time, Nakagami slowly tended to his and the others' wounds, staring at me without breaking his focus and remaining vigilant beside his sister. Recognizing his current incapacity for a confrontation, he refrained from intervening in my negotiations with the two Cadres. On the other hand, Momiji's eyes sparkled with admiration as she witnessed me skillfully dispatching and capturing the fallen adversaries effortlessly.

"And do I need to wait for you to return to your lab or something? Do I look like an idiot to you? How can I even be certain that what you're offering is genuine?" I questioned.

Swiftly, I acquired a C rank skill from the Shop called Truthful Trace, allowing me to discern between truth and falsehood upon activation. Though not a passive skill, it holds considerable power, capable of verifying words spoken moments before activation and exposing lies, even from some Gods of Mischief/Lies.

"No! It's genuine. I always keep all my research data with me. If you promise to let me live, I will give the data to you," panicked Satanael assured.

Having activated my new skill, Truthful Trace, it confirmed that Satanael was telling the truth.

"W-what about me? Let me go too," pleaded Kokabiel.

"You, shut up! Where is it? I'll spare your life if you hand over all your research data up to this date," I asserted.

"Really?" inquired a skeptical Satanael.

"Or do you prefer to meet your end right here?" I added threateningly.

"No, it's alright. I'll trust you. If you could just loosen the vines a bit, I can give it to you," Satanael requested.

"Just tell me where it is. I'll retrieve it if it's on you," I replied.

Satanael sighed, revealing the location where he kept his pen drive. For a moment, I braced myself, thinking he might point to some unsavory place based on his initial statement. Fortunately, it was tucked away in a hidden pocket under his pants. With the assistance of my vines, I retrieved it. On the ground, I noticed Nakagami shielding his innocent sister's eyes to spare her from this atrocity.

I swiftly retrieved a laptop from my inventory, drawing curious gazes from everyone. In this era, laptops were not yet widespread or available, so I had to purchase one from the Shop. Inserting the pen drive into the laptop, I encountered an encrypted code when attempting to open the folder.

"What's the code?" I inquired.

Resigned to his fate, Satanael provided the code.

Upon opening the file, I discovered numerous documents containing vast information on Sacred Gears. Swiftly, I copied all the valuable data to my laptop.

"Is this all?" I asked skeptically.

"Yes!" Satanael replied confidently and promptly.

However, my skill indicated he was lying. Damn, deceptive crows! He must have regained some of his composure and considered his situation. I tightened the grip of my vines.

"W-why? I fulfilled your demand!" growled an angry Satanael.

"Our deal was for you to provide all your research data until now. What you gave me is incomplete. I can easily verify if you're lying or not," I replied confidently, leaving him stunned.

"W-wait! Don't kill me. I will give you the other half!" pleaded Satanael.

"Don't make the same mistake again this time!" I warned.

"Yes!"

He pointed to a location on his body where the other pen drive was hidden. I had to cut it open to retrieve it. After obtaining the code, I copied its contents. Confirming that this was all, I destroyed the two pen drives, visibly devastating Satanael.

"W-why? WHY DID YOU DESTROY THEM?! You could have just handed them back to me! My years of work!" Satanael cried out loudly, unable to contain his anguish.

I knocked him out, silencing his annoying screams. Turning my attention back to Kokabiel, I wore an evil smile as my eyes flickered red, visibly frightening him.

 

 

 

 

 

59. Redemption and Revelation: Unveiling of the Black Dragon King.

 

 

 

 

 

Kouske's POV

"W-what do you want now? Haven't you already gotten what you wanted? Release US (ME)!" barked Kokabiel, frightened.

"What are you even saying? The deal was to spare Satanael's life, not yours. Now cough up all you have. But what can you possibly give me at the moment?" I asked with a grin.

"Y-you, you! YO..." I increased the dose a bit and intensified my cursed flames, halting his curses in their tracks.

"Argh!"

"Fine! Just stop this!" he said with a pale face.

I stopped but maintained a silent, stoic gaze at him, waiting for him to continue.

"I-I don't have anything of value on me. But if you just release me, I will give you as much money as you want," he said, disappointing me, fear evident in his eyes.

*sigh*

"Don't you have any digital currencies? Don't you have money in your bank accounts?" I asked, prompting him to look at me hopefully.

"Y-yes. I have money in my account," he replied.

"Then transfer all the money in the account I tell you to," I replied, leaving him stunned.

"All?!" he asked, visibly surprised.

I didn't reply, only intensifying his ongoing torture.

"OKAAYY! STOP! I will transfer it. Just unbind me and give me the account number," he replied, resigned.

"Just unlock your account for me. I will do the rest," I replied.

After he granted me access to his account, I transferred all the funds to a disguised account I had created using someone else's identity for situations like this. His account had only around 3500 million dollars, relatively low for a crow who has lived for so long. I'm sure he has other accounts or different kinds of assets, but I don't have all day. I also need to make a deal with Nakagami. So, I was content with what I obtained. After a while, the transfer was completed.

"Give me a way to contact Azazel," I told him.

"What?" he asked.

"I will personally hand you both to him. Just give me his contact information," I replied.

"Why?!" he screamed.

But after witnessing the stern glare I gave him, he complied. Then, I also rendered him unconscious.

After that, I descended to the ground in front of Nakagami, who maintained a defensive stance, calculating my actions and attempting to decipher my motives.

"Now what?" he said to me, preparing to attack at any chance while shielding his sister.

Momiji, who had previously seemed dazed and lost in some wonderland, now faced the harsh reality with guilt and pain, looking somber as she gazed down upon the fatal wounds on the jutshushas and her brother.

"Like I said before, I don't want to fight you guys. I just want to get Telos Karma," I replied.

"Then, our fight is inevitable, as I cannot let you harm my sister," he said, enraged. Even the fatally wounded jutshushas on the back stood back up to fight alongside Nakagami.

"Relax! Me getting the Telos Karma doesn't necessarily mean harming your sister," I replied jovially.

"You call ripping a part of my sister's soul not harming her?! Do you think that just because we, the five principal clans, do not like sacred gear users, we do not know even the basics? If someone's sacred gear is taken from them, they die," he said, looking more and more furious as time went on. This revelation also visibly scared Momiji, as she gasped.

"Haven't you heard about what happened one year ago?" I asked, remaining as calm as the silent ocean.

"But Longinuses are different," he added.

"I can also safely take out Longinuses. It wouldn't cause her harm in any way. I promise you. I will do it in front of you. Just give me a few seconds," I said.

"Even still, I cannot trust someone who hides behind a mask," he replied.

"Sure. As a bonus, I will even heal your jutshushas," I replied as I unmasked my unblemished face, revealing fully my crimson red eyes and black hair.

"Like I said before, I am Akatsuki, this generation's one and only Black Dragon King," I said with a grandeur bow as if an artist were entertaining his audience.

"So?" I asked as I moved closer to the jutshushas.

"What are you trying to do?" asked Nakagami, halting my approach.

"Trying to earn your trust," I replied.

"Some of the wounds look serious. Do you really want to risk their lives by betting on the hastily done first aid that was just provided? Let me help you; I can heal them," I added.

After a brief moment, he moved aside from my front, which he was previously blocking.

"Don't try anything funny," he added.

"Nn."

After that, I used some of the E-ranked potions I had made, which miraculously healed them instantly, surprising all of them.

"Are those Phenex Tears?" he asked, stunned that I would use such precious things on them.

"No. They are specially made by me. This was made only with alchemy, without any of the Phenex's help. If you would like, I can even sell them to you. What do you say? But for now, let me help your sister. I promise it will only take a moment, and nothing bad will happen to her," I said.

 

While Nakagami was busy contemplating, Momiji came forward.

"I will believe in you. Help me," said a determined Momiji.

"Momiji! Don't trust a stranger so easily!" rebutted Nakagami.

"Nii-san, I think I would like to place my bet on him, instead of being locked up in that place for all my life," replied Momiji with some sadness, which made Nakagami stop in his guilt.

After a while, he looked at me with determination and warned, "I will hunt you down to the end of the world if I have to if you cause her any harm."

"Don't worry," I replied with a smile.

Then, I took out my Sacred Gear Extractor from my inventory. It was a fist-sized transparent Orb emitting purple hues.

"What's that?" asked Nakagami.

"Something to bring out the Longinus. There's nothing more for you to know," I replied.

"Are you ready?" I asked Momiji as she prepared for the moment that could potentially change her life.

"Nn!" was all she replied after a long breath, her heart thumping, eyes closed.

I could feel Nakagami and the other jutshushas' stern gaze as they watched my every movement.

I gently touched the Orb to Momiji's chest; in reality, it could have been placed on any part of her body. Instantly, a golden-coloured halo appeared inside the Orb, attracting the curious gazes of everyone. But I tucked it away in my inventory for later use.

Momiji still had her eyes closed.

"It's done. You are free," I replied, finally conveying the significance to everyone present.

"D-done? T-then, am I really f-free?" replied Momiji instinctively, tears falling from her eyes, unintentionally.

Nakagami rushed to his sister.

"Are you fine? Do you feel any kind of discomfort anywhere?" asked Nakagami.

"No," replied the silently sobbing Momiji as she shook her head.

Nakagami checked to see if she still had her sacred gear or not. Then he proceeded to hug her, offering comfort and allowing Momiji to cry to her heart's content. Even the other jutshushas wore somber expressions witnessing this. Years of imprisonment must have weighed on her, even if the imprisonment was luxurious and her every demand was fulfilled. Still, a prison is a prison, no matter how you beautify or justify it.

After a while, Momiji calmed down. But she looked embarrassed, crying like a baby in front of so many people.

"Thank you so much!" Momiji said as she turned towards me and bowed.

"No need to. I just wanted the Longinus. Nothing more," I replied, a bit shaken by her sudden heartfelt thanks.

"No, still, thanks to you, I can lead a normal life now. Once again, thank you very much," she replied with a bright smile on her teary-eyed face, almost captivating me. But I kept my poker face.

"You also have my utmost gratitude. Thank you. You can tell me if you need my help any day with something," Nakagami added, bowing politely.

"I will keep your word on that," I replied.

"Hmm."

"Then, let's part ways here. I also have to hand them over to Azazel," I said, pointing at the two unconscious Cadres of Grigori.

"Ok. But how will I contact you again? I also want to have a proper talk about the potions you just used, if we could buy them," said Nakagami.

"Here," I gave them a summoning paper with Vritra's magic circle on it, similar to the devil's ones, and also provided them with a number that cannot be traced.

"So, we will meet again?" Momiji asked hopefully, as she smiled, her face flushed red.

"Yes," I replied.

Nakagami had to pull Momiji's hand to take her away from here, breaking her entranced state.

"Bye," says Momiji as she turns back to look at me shyly, as she goes back with her brother.

"Bye," I replied.

Then I wait for a while for them to leave the perimeter. I recast the broken barrier and proceeded to call Azazel.

Azazel: "Hello?"

Kouske: "Hello. Azazel, right?"

Azazel: "Yes. But who are you?"

Kouske: "My name is Akatsuki, the one you've been slandering as the Sacred Gear Thief all over the DeviNet."

Azazel (unconvinced): "Listen, kid. It's busy hours, and I am going through something very unpleasant right now. If you just want to prank someone, then call someone else. I do not have time for this."

Omniscient POV

Grigori

*sigh*

Azazel sighs as he replies to this unknown caller.

"Azazel! Enough with the jokes. Focus on the paperwork. Last time, you also did something similar to get away from doing any paperwork. I won't be fooled this time," yelled the always calm and cool Shemhazai.

After hiding away from Penemue, Azazel never thought he would be forced to go through this when he returned. At least he had a good time before coming back.

Azazel was already frustrated as it was, but now someone was pranking him by impersonating the one they had been looking for the last whole year but found nothing about. That guy has no reason to get himself caught like this.

"I am not the one doing anything this time. Someone just called, claiming to be the Sacred Gear Thief," Azazel replied frustratedly.

"Put him on speaker," says Shemhazai.

Azazel put him on the speaker. Even as frustrated and on edge as Azazel is, he is not one to hastily make any decisions or judgments. So, he will still have to verify if this was a prank call or not.

While his number is not that hard to find as he has the habit of giving it to whoever catches his interest, most people wouldn't have the guts to prank him like this. He is the one doing the pranking most of the time, never to anyone too important or influential, mind you. His pranks are always, mostly harmless.

Kouske: "Do you think I am free enough to just prank call you? You will see when we meet. I will send you live footage."

Then Azazel saw the live footage of two of his Cadres unconscious and bound by some kind of thorny vines. The thorns were digging into their flesh, and honestly, it looked painful, judging by the amount of blood leaking out, making a scene of gore. Then the live video sharing ended.

Azazel and Shemhazai both became serious and surprised to see not only one but two of their Cadres in such a state.

Azazel: "What do you want?"

Azazel asked seriously, getting straight to the point without beating around the bush. Whatever his identity may be, whether he is telling the truth or not, right now he needs to save his comrades, more than anything else.

Kouske (jovially): "Don't be so stiff. They are just fine. I don't plan on unnecessarily antagonising Grigori. I plan to hand them over to you. I will send you the location. Let's meet face-to-face and talk."

After that, Azazel was sent a location on his phone.

"Azazel, this is a trap," says Shemhazai worriedly.

"I know. But we cannot just leave two of our core members to an unknown fate," says Azazel as he gets ready to leave.

"I will also come, just in case something happens. I will inform Penemue about this," says Shemhazai.

"Hmm," replies Azazel solemnly.

They cannot be sure how strong this person is, being able to defeat both Kokabiel and Satanael or how many people are with him. So they need to be cautious.

But they cannot afford to lose two of their core forces, as it would only break the balance between the three factions and cause more friction and chaos.

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60. Negotiations with Azazel.

Kouske's POV

After ending my call, I focused on the one who had been spying on us all this time. I didn't want to show my back to the fallens back then, so I didn't pay him much attention. But that guy is still here and seems to be trying to get out of my barrier. So I teleported right behind him.

*bang* *bang*

I could hear loud sounds as he was trying to break the barrier using light guns. His whole body was covered. He was wearing sunglasses, a big cap, a mask, and a big backpack on his back. But he was extremely weak, not even on the same level as trained exorcists. He looked like he didn't have any sort of training, but he had some mana on the same level as F- ranked (beginner low-class) beings.

"Are you an exorcist?" I asked.

"Waah! Do-don't kill me! Please! I am still single!" he started begging after looking behind him, seemingly stunned for a while, but then he had a terrified face.

"First, answer my question. Who are you?" I asked in a monotone voice as I activated Truthful Trace, but I was a bit annoyed by his voice.

"I am James, just a passerby! Please don't kill me! I won't tell anyone about this!" replies the man.

But my skill tells me he was lying. He has probably been here since the first barrier was cast and has probably seen everything. He should be thankful that no one pursued him when he was trapped. Well, the others must have wanted to catch him later, as they were quite busy fighting.

*sigh*

"Look, James, I can tell between lies and truth, and I do not have much time. So tell me the truth at once. I won't give you a second chance," I said as I let out some of my aura, making the guy more frightened.

"S-sorry! Please, don't kill me! I am just a broker. I got news from one of my friends who happened to see Ouryuu coming this way. I just thought maybe he was just going to do some exorcism, and I thought I could film him and post it on DeviNet. I needed some money as my job was not doing well. I thought this would be a nice side hustle, as many are making money by posting videos on DeviNet nowadays!" he replied at first, frightened, then bawled out, crying as snots and tears covered his face.

My skill was telling me he was telling the truth. So he's just unfortunate enough to get caught up in this, and he's not even a skilled broker, as from the looks of it, he's broken and starving. And he's just crying out so loud with snots and tears, which is disgusting and annoying. Seeing a grown man be like this is not pleasant at all.

*sigh*

Talk about being annoying!

"Stop crying if you don't want your neck to be snapped! And where did you get that light gun, then? Don't only exorcists use them?" I asked in an annoyed tone.

"I-I got them from a dealer. He had made a deal with an exorcist, and he gets all kinds of weapons through him and sells them," he replied quickly, then shut his mouth after hearing my threat.

"Did you record anything from before?" I asked.

He looked lost about what to say, but probably remembering my skill, he admitted. He had all the fights recorded, both Ouryuu's and mine.

"I will delete it now if you want! Just let me live!" he pleads.

"You don't need to delete them. Post them on DeviNet with my name," I said.

He looked surprised, as he must have thought I would ask him to delete it. But it's a good chance to spread the news about me in an impactful way.

"I am Akatsuki," I said.

"I am James Bond," he replied with a stupid grin on his face.

I just looked at him incredulously. I am more shocked that that's his real name. His parents must have really wanted to defame that legendary guy.

"Give me your contact information and address," I said

"Why?" he asked.

But after a glare from me, I got his every piece of information and even put a bug on him. A literal bug, a familiar one of mine. I will see if I can make use of him later. Then I kicked him out of the barrier by teleporting him away from this place in a certain trash dump, as Azazel should be here soon. Let's just hope he doesn't smell that bad.

After a while, I could feel someone teleporting outside the barrier. I opened a path in the barrier for them to enter. From the outside, entered Azazel and Shemhazai. Even though it was our first time meeting, it wasn't hard to recognize them.

As they came flying in the air, I also flew up in the air, releasing my own jet-black wings. Azazel and Shemhazai were looking around the place, as it was still wrecked so awfully. I could also feel Azazel using some sort of magic to look into the surroundings, probably trying to see if anyone else was here.

"So, I suppose you are the one who called me," said Azazel as he looked intently at my wings and my aura.

"Yes. I am Akatsuki. It's a pleasure meeting you, even though the circumstances are not so pleasant," I replied.

"You probably already know us. So I won't stick to the pleasantries. Where's Kokabiel and Satanael?" asked Azazel.

"Here," I said as two portals opened behind me, and both of them could be seen unconscious and bound by vines on the other side.

Azazel and Shemhazai looked agitated. Even though they wanted to get them ASAP, they probably held themselves back, considering what kind of dangers could be on the other side. I also closed the portals as quickly as they were opened.

"What do you want?" asked Azazel as Shemhazai kept quiet, observing me.

"You know, I actually have no intentions of making enemies with Grigori. I am quite the peace-loving guy," I said, which earned a raised eyebrow from them.

"Oho? And this is your way of being peaceful? First, you stole our Vritra's Sacred Gears from us, and now this!" Azazel asked, anger evident in his tone.

Then the wings behind me sparkled in purple hues as Vritra spoke out.

"When have I ever been your property, Azazel?" asked Vritra, a bit angrily.

Both Azazel and Shemhazai looked stunned, hearing a voice they thought they might never hear again.

"H-how? How are you speaking right now?" asked Shemhazai incredulously, but Azazel wore a contemplative expression.

"Did you manage to merge all the gears and her soul?" asked Azazel.

"Yes. Thanks to him, I can talk to you guys right now," replied Vritra.

"But how? No one ever succeeded. How did he do this?" asked Azazel.

"Even I don't know. Somehow his soul reacted with mine, attracting all the other pieces and combining them," replied Vritra, sticking to our story.

"And I didn't really mean to steal them, you know," I replied, awkwardly.

While Azazel didn't fully believe us, he decided to change the topic for now.

"Even if I believe you, you still caused us some losses, and now you even attacked us," replied Azazel.

"You can take these for your previous losses," I said as I tossed him two vials of health potions (D).

"What are these?" asked Azazel as he caught them, with Shemhazai also looking on from the side.

"Health Potion. It works similarly to Phenex Tears, but I reckon they are even better as they do not waste the recipient's energies, causing them not to be exhausted. And these are made without any of the Phenex's help," I replied, leaving them stunned.

Azazel looked intently at the potions.

"Are you serious? Nobody has ever managed to make something better than the Phenex Tears," Azazel says, eyeing me suspiciously.

"You can test its effectiveness back at your labs. Let me know if it works or not," I replied.

Obviously, both Azazel and Shemhazai were suspicious, but they held onto them for the slim chance that they were real.

"Now, why have you taken those two hostages if you're so peaceful and all?" asked Azazel in a slightly mocking tone, and I could even sense the hidden anger in his voice.

"We just had the same objectives, but being from different factions made us collide. I even politely asked them to give up on it, but they attacked me first. So I just retaliated," I said.

"And what was your objective?" asked Shemhazai.

"A Longinus, Telos Karma, to be exact," I replied honestly, knowing they would find out about it anyway if Kokabiel or Satanael spoke, and my skill still wasn't strong enough to erase memories of Ultimate Class beings.

Both of them were shocked, probably because they hadn't heard anything about this from those would-be traitors, and obtaining Telos Karma is very rare.

"If what you say is true, then I can understand the cause of the conflict. But how long do you intend to hold them hostage? What do you want?" asked Azazel.

"I want to learn about Sacred Gears from you and all your research on them. I will also sell my potions to Grigori in return, if you agree. I'm sure you can understand the impact those potions can have if you have a constant supply of them," I said, making them contemplate the offer.

After a while, as they finished some discussion, Azazel turned to me.

"If those potions are what you claim them to be, I have no problem sharing my knowledge with you," replied Azazel, clearly considering the potential benefits.

"Well, they are real. You can test them and get back to me with a response," I said, bringing both Kokabiel and Satanael from the portal to them, having already dealt with both of them, as I had already plucked out Kokabiel's tongue on Vritra's request.

As they observed both of their conditions, Azazel asked with a grin, "What if you do not get what you want now, as you have already given us what we want along with your potions, and what if we attack you now?"

"You can try, but you will be the ones to lose the most," I replied with a grin of my own.

After a bit of staring at each other, tension rising as both of us slowly raised our own auras, Azazel suddenly stopped and laughed a bit. Following suit, I retracted my aura.

"Alright, I will believe in you for now," replied Azazel.

I then provided him with a way to contact me, and we all teleported out of that place.

I went directly and withdrew all the money from the account, then returned home. I knew I needed to find a better way to create a bank account without being tracked, instead of relying on dummy ones.

After getting home, I found all three of them back with their shopping bags. Elle and Lavinia were lying on the sofa playing Final Fantasy X on PlayStation 2 (PS2). Elle was likely having a bad influence on Rey-chan. Sakuya was in the kitchen, probably cooking. Feeling tired from all that had happened today, I decided to go to sleep a bit earlier than usual after eating dinner with everyone.

61. Halo's Revelation and an Invitation.

Kouske's POV

I somehow woke up early at dawn, but the next morning, I planned to take a day off. As I gazed at the Telos Karma inside the Orb in my hand, it looked just like a halo, radiating golden energy. It appeared quite majestic, lighting up the whole room and causing Lavinia to wake up with a cute moan.

"Nnnnn...!

"Ko-kun? Why is it so bright? Is it already morning?" asked Lavinia, still a bit sleepy as she rubbed her eyes.

"Sorry, Rey-chan. You can sleep. It's still dark outside. I'll work in my study," I replied, putting the Orb inside my inventory to make the brightness go away. Then, I stayed a bit with her, softly caressing her head to ensure she fell asleep again.

As I was walking to my study, I saw Sakuya up and working. Man, she works too hard. Maybe I'll need to force her to take some time off. I think I'll need to advance my plan for us all to visit Italy. But Elle's paperwork is still not done yet.

"Kouske-sama? You're up early. Do you need something? I'll bring you a cup of coffee," says Sakuya as she sees me. Normally, I start my day by drinking tea or coffee, alternating between the two.

"Sure, a cup of coffee would be nice. But have you had enough sleep? Isn't it too early to work? It's still dark outside, you know. You can just sleep more if you're tired," I said, trying to encourage her to rest, fully aware that it wouldn't be easy to convince a diligent maid to refrain from her duties.

"It's alright. I am fully rested and ready for my work. I'll go make your coffee," says Sakuya as she heads back into the kitchen.

I entered the study and brought out the Orb again. After inspecting it for a while, I placed it on my chest. It got sucked into my soul as I felt a new force entering my body, but I couldn't pinpoint the power. It was dormant. It wasn't hard to activate it, as I had already experienced how to activate a sacred gear.

After a while, a bright golden halo formed over my head, momentarily brightening the whole room. Fortunately, I could control the brightness and stop it from glowing too much. During this time, Sakuya came with coffee in her hands, standing still as she looked at me and the halo over my head.

"What's with the halo, Kouske-sama?" asked Sakuya dubiously as she served me the coffee.

"Do you remember the Longinuses that I mentioned before?" I asked with a grin.

"Yes," she replied.

"It's one of them, Telos Karma, to be exact. I didn't expect it to be a halo either. But it kind of looks nice," I replied as I looked excitedly at myself in the mirror. The halo fully complemented my golden hair.

"Yes, you look majestic, Kouske-sama," replied Sakuya with a slight smile on her normally stoic face as she observed me.

"It actually looks similar to Yehweh's halo. That bastard must have designed it similar to his own for some self-satisfaction of his," replied Vritra, startling both of us.

"Oh. No one actually knows how Telos Karma manifests, otherwise, the angels would have tried harder to get a hold of this," I said.

"Then, wouldn't this cause more issues if the angels see this?" asked Sakuya, concerned.

"Longinuses always bring problems, girl," replied Vritra.

"Hmm."

Thankfully, I could choose to make it invisible. It could even change shape to look like a crown.

After that, I opened my status to see how it was perceived by the system.

Telos Karma/God's Halo (A): It has the ability to manipulate unseen strings of fate to manipulate fate and causality.

Wow! It's even listed as God's Halo, and this baddy can even affect causality!

Unknowingly, I break into a burst of crazy laughter, making both Sakuya and Vritra look at me strangely. I'm sure Clarice feels the same, but fortunately, she's keeping quiet for now.

After I stopped laughing, I could see some transparent and colorful strings coming out of Sakuya's body, some of which were connected to me too. Is this what it means to be bound by the strings of fate?

I could vaguely understand which strings represented what. Some represented her contract with me, some represented her death, love, luck, unluck, etc. If I could break some of them, they might cause some adverse effects, but I won't be testing this on her. And I even knew that it still wasn't powerful enough for me to be able to truly harm her, as my connection with Longinus was totally new.

Also, she's many many times stronger than me, so I can't do much, and the strings seemed very hard upon touching them. Maybe I can do something about her strings of death to make her immortal or something. A thought for the future. Maybe I could even connect two separate strings and see the effect. I'll have to experiment on all this later with some guinea pigs. I guess Mitsuya never fully uncovered its full power.

"What are you doing, Kouske-sama?" Sakuya asks as she sees me touching the air like an idiot.

"I can see strings of fate. So I was touching them," I replied, which sounded pretty crazy even to me, but then explained to her.

Both Vritra and Sakuya were impressed by it. Maybe it can do more than just luck manipulation. I will discover it all in due time.

"So what does my fate look like?" Sakuya asks curiously.

"I can't predict fates... yet. But I can see that yours looks beautiful, and we will be together for a long, long time you cannot even imagine," I replied as I touched the various colorful strings connecting the both of us together. It felt like we were closer than ever as I touched them. And I think I even saw some tints of red on her face.

"I have work to do. So I will leave," Sakuya says stoically as she promptly leaves.

"Brat, you are on the right track to becoming a decent Black Dragon King. Keep it up," said Vritra, encouraging me, to which I could only nod.

Arondight (B+): Arondight is a versatile sword with the unique ability to manipulate holy-demonic light, allowing users to tap into either holy or demonic power depending on their inner nature. Its adaptability makes it a formidable weapon in the hands of skilled wielders. With the potential to wield both types of light separately, Arondight has the capability to unleash powerful attacks and potentially raise its rank even higher. However, mastering this dual power requires careful control and understanding of both holy and demonic energies.

Afterward, I also tried out Arondight. I could manipulate the holy-demonic light quite easily. But it can also change as per one's inner self, allowing people of demonic/dark nature to use demonic light while letting people with a pure heart use holy light. The power behind it was also amazing. I can only use the holy-demonic light, which is in its base form.

But if I could use both holy and demonic light separately, then the sword could produce much more powerful attacks, and it might even raise its rank.

People might think that holy-demonic light should be stronger than only holy or demonic light. But if one can get access to both, it will be easier to control both powers and condense them. I will have to find a way around it later. Thankfully, the system was pretty detailed about it, and I could even feel Clarice's smugness oozing out, but she was still staying awfully quiet for some reason.

Ravel Phoenix's POV

"Did he eat his meal?" I asked the maid who went to retrieve the utensils from my third elder brother's room quite a while ago, as I stand in front of his room's door right now. But why did it take so long?

"U-umm... Yes, Oujou-sama," replied the maid, her breath quite uneven and her clothes somewhat disheveled as she tried to quickly fix herself upon seeing me standing there with the empty utensils in her hand.

"Why do you look like that? Are you feeling unwell?" I asked, concerned, as she had been serving our house for quite a long time, probably even before my or Riser nii-sama's birth.

"No, I'm alright. Just a bit tired, if anything. Thanks for your concern. I will take my leave," she says with a smile as she leaves hurriedly.

I could see some watery fluids in the place where she was standing before, and even smell some fishy, pungent scents wafting in the air when she opened the door. But before I could examine anything, another maid came quickly, wiping the place clean and entering the room with other cleaning agents. What was that? My, 6-year-old, young self had not yet developed enough to understand it back then.

I returned to my room dejectedly, feeling frustrated that I still wasn't able to meet with my brother, as he was still cooped up in his room and refused to meet any other family members. My father, mother, and even my two brothers, who are always busy and mostly away from home for a long time, tried talking to him. But he didn't budge from his stance and refused anyone entry except for the occasional maids and his Queen, Yubelluna.

He wasn't at fault, so my parents and brothers let him take his time. It all started a few months ago when my father brought up the topic of engaging him with Rias Gremory. Before then, my brother had never paid her much attention. But after the talks, and as he had previously seen her at various parties and functions, he easily agreed to the idea.

Nii-sama was so happy and excited for their first official meeting after finalizing their marriage contract. But that Rias Gremory ruined it all. She publicly humiliated my brother. Now he's a laughingstock among the nobles. For what? Because he was trying to be more accommodating to her? For trying to suggest a better, more comfortable, and simpler place where they could relax and talk, instead of that fancy and luxurious restaurant with many nobles present, trying to make her less nervous for their first meeting?

He only tried to make her less nervous and be more considerate, but this is how she repaid him. He planned so much for her that day. But it was all ruined. My brother was so heartbroken and deeply ashamed. I have never seen him make a face like that before.

My father and mother were furious. But the Gremory Clan Head and my father seemed to have worked it out, due to their long-time friendship. But that girl, who was the cause of all of this, didn't even have the decency to come apologize herself and even had the nerve to say that she would never apologize. I will never forgive her for hurting my family and tarnishing our reputation!

Cleria Belial's POV

"Come on. Do it! How long are you going to prolong and delay it?" says an annoyed Rangiku, sitting beside me.

"I am doing it, okay? Just don't rush me so much! I will send the message when I am free!" I replied.

She has been pestering me a lot these days, saying some unthinkable stuff. I might not know much about love, but just thinking about him all day, fantasizing about him, or having my heart race just by thinking about him doesn't mean that I LOVE HIM! It's only because of Rangiku's unbelievable words that I have become much more conscious of this.

Now she has been pestering me to message him for a meeting. It's actually been a while since we last met. It wouldn't hurt to meet my savior and try to repay him more. NOTHING ELSE! It's not like I have any other ulterior motives. NONE at all. I believe the others would also like to meet him again, especially Navirose; she was quite eager to fight him.

"Do it right now, in front of me. I don't believe you will have the courage to do it later," says Rangiku, blandly.

Her words are making me even more conscious and uncomfortable.

I've been trying to write a message for the last 15 or so minutes. Writing and deleting, being formal and informal, starting with a casual hi-hello or asking about his family but it might seem too personal, etc. So I just couldn't make up my mind on what to say or how to say it. This is all making me kind of dizzy.

"Give me your phone. I will do it for you if you can't," says Rangiku, trying to take hold of my phone from my hand.

"Just leave! I am busy and will do it later," I replied.

After bickering a bit, she left but didn't forget to remind me about setting up a meeting with him.

After she left, I took hold of my phone that I had left on the side after finishing some work. Somehow my heart's racing, and I can even hear my heart beating.

*thump* *thump*

[Hello, Akatsuki-san. I trust this message finds you well. It has been some time since our last correspondence, and I hope that life has been treating you kindly.

I am writing to propose a meeting at your earliest convenience. There are matters we would like to discuss, and it would be beneficial for us to gather and exchange thoughts in person. In particular, Navirose is eager to challenge you to a friendly sword fight, and we believe it would be an enjoyable opportunity for all of us to come together.

Please let me know when you are available, and we can arrange a suitable time and place for our meeting—looking forward to your response.

Sincerely yours, Cleria.]

Letting out a sigh of relief, I finally sent it. Do I sound desperate or too eager? Maybe I should have worded it differently!

*sigh*

It wasn't all that bad until I noticed the last line! My face burned as I stared blankly, trying to figure out how to unsend it. But to my horror, it was already sent!

Later on, Rangiku gave me an earful, saying she was telling me to ask for more of a private meeting between the two of us, like a D-DATE, making my mind almost blow up! Asking for something like that is so shameful! She wouldn't shut up no matter what and my mind was already occupied with something else! So I tuned her down.

62. Akatsuki's Worth and a bit of Mischief.

Nakiri Clan

Nakagami's POV

When I returned home, the entire clan was already on high alert. Apparently, Father had mobilized most of our forces to look for Momiji. In reality, I already knew something like this might happen. As I entered the house premises, my father was already standing there.

He must have already received news about sighting Momiji and me, as the bandaged and blood-covered jutshushas carrying our fallen comrades were quite eye-catching for everyone in the clan. People were whispering as they watched us. Soon, people from inside came to help carry the bodies of the fallen, and the mood was already quite somber. Father had a furious look on his face. As he rushed towards me, Momiji-chan tried to interrupt him.

"Father, listen..."

"Shut up! You, come with me," he scolded Momiji, pointing towards me to follow him, then ordered the others to check if anyone needed medication and to take care of the deceased.

Momiji-chan shrank back in fear, probably the first time she'd seen him so angry or heard him yell at her. Father had never spoken to her like that before. As I followed, I gestured for her to stay, noticing her trying to gather the courage to follow us.

We walked towards his room in silence. After entering, he shut the door and then looked at me directly in the eye.

"Do you have any idea just what you have done?" he asks me, suppressing his anger, pointing at the window where the deceased and their direct relatives were coming over to see them, as the courtyard quickly falls into chaos.

"Yes, father," I replied quickly, knowing I should take responsibility for my own actions and not look away.

"Deaths are not uncommon in clans like ours. But do you know what we fear the most?" asks father in an even tone.

"Dying a meaning less death," I replied.

"All the jutshushas joined us to exterminate evils, to die on the battlefield with honor, for humanity. But why did they have to die? Just for your own recklessness? If you hadn't done something so foolish, all those meaningless deaths could have been prevented. It's not so easy to be the head of an entire clan, shouldering all their fates, just to be emotionally unstable and ruin everything," he basically yells, every word penetrating deep into my soul.

I was already aware of what I was doing and was prepared for this irresponsibility. All their deaths are on me.

"Who was it?" he asks after a moment of silence.

"Kokabiel and Satanael," I replied.

"Did you kill them?" he asks.

"No," I replied, and my father was visibly displeased.

"What happened to that accursed thing inside Momiji?" he asks.

I then proceeded to tell him about Akatsuki, how he extracted the gears, and about his potions too.

"So she's safe now," mumbles my father, momentarily relieved but quickly reverting to his previous demeanor.

"Are you sure they weren't Phenex Tears?" asks my father skeptically. He obviously wouldn't believe in someone as suspicious as Akatsuki.

"Yes. They were different from the Phenex Tears. In a sense, they were better because there was no apparent exhaustion after the healing," I replied.

After that, he asked to set up a meeting with Akatsuki after finishing up here. He was very disappointed in me, and that didn't even need to be said. He went on to talk to Momiji, ordering me to take care of the deceased myself.

[A/N: As far as I know, Nakiris are the leading clan among the five principal clans. Even though they also have hypocrites, like any other clan, Momiji lived quite a blessed life in the Dome. Her every wish was fulfilled, and she was close to her family. She lived the life of a sheltered princess, in a literal sense.]

Grigori Headquarters, Underworld

Azazel's POV

"How are things looking?" asks Penemue as she looks over Kokabiel and Satanael in the ICU.

"Both of them are brutally beaten, stabbed, and poisoned. There were deep stabbing marks all over their bodies, but I couldn't find any thorns in any of them. The poison is also foreign but potent, even for Ultimate Class beings. So it's very concerning how he managed to procure them. And Kokabiel's tongue seems to have been completely ripped off. We most probably have to use some animal/human tongues and Phenex Tears for him to talk," I replied in one breath, looking over the reports in my hand to an astonished and worried Penemue.

I was also very concerned for them, but their treatment is ongoing. Worrying wouldn't change anything, and I was literally dying to test out the potions Akatsuki gave me. If they were genuine...

"Did he do all this alone? Was he that strong?" asks Penemue concernedly.

"There must have been others with him there previously, based on the surroundings. But who exactly they were, we can only find out after both of them wake up. The aura he was emitting wasn't that strong, at most at High Class. But he could be hiding it, and he could manipulate space based on how he ripped apart space to bring them out from somewhere. But whatever that ability was, it was giving me the chills," I replied, seriously contemplating the matter.

"Who exactly is he?" mumbles Penemue.

After a while, I left the place to go back to my lab. My excitement was pretty high seeing how confident Akatsuki looked. Even if these potions can never measure up to Phenex Tears, if they can at least heal even a little, it will be a huge boon to have a supply of these.

Buying Phenex Tears from the black markets always costs us a fortune as the devils never sell them to us, officially at least. And healing powers are really rare, even for small and mundane things. So these will be the deciding factors on whether we will be friends or enemies with Akatsuki.

After doing some tests, the result was totally unexpected. I couldn't help but laugh like a madman. In my entire biblical life, there haven't been many times I've ever been this excited. These potions are the real deal, and the results are just... mind-blowing!

"Why are you laughing like that?" asks Shemhazai, looking at me strangely as he must have just come in.

"You will too if you look at the results," I said as I showed him the report. To say he was shocked would be an understatement because it was just that revolutionary. It could impact the whole supernatural world!

"Are you sure these reports are real?" asks Shemhazai in disbelief.

I nod at him. Now, I will have to thoroughly look into this to see if we can figure out the formula or not. But we will still have to get in touch with him soon, to get more of these.

"Azazel, you are salivating," says Shemhazai awkwardly.

Kouske's POV

Currently, I find myself inside a dark cave of sorts. Light emanates from within, drawing me forward. As I move toward the light, the entire cave gradually illuminates, revealing a vast array of treasures. From mundane items to rare jewels and gold, it's like a sprawling treasury. Atop one of the treasure piles, a huge pale blue Western Dragon with celestial blue scales slumbers. As the ground trembles, it awakens, opening its deep blue eyes and fixing its gaze on the entrance.

From the shadowy entrance emerged a figure that gradually brightened as it approached—I recognized Vritra in her human form. Entranced momentarily, I watched as she unleashed a powerful blast of Blaze Black Flare towards the western dragon.

However, the dragon countered with its own breath, creating sound waves that reverberated throughout the cave, after the collision. With my best efforts, I remained rooted in place, firmly anchored by the earth beneath me.

As the battle continued with exchanges of attacks, the western dragon eventually collided with Vritra, sending her tumbling outside the cave with a resounding roar. They continued their fierce combat in their draconic forms, causing widespread devastation in the surrounding area.

Eventually, they both stopped and engaged in what seemed like a heated argument, although I couldn't understand their words. Just as the western dragon, most probably Tiamat, was about to transform into her human form, I felt a presence behind me, enveloping me in a soft embrace. Turning, I found myself face to face with Vritra, her beautiful yet intimidating visage bearing a somewhat mischievous smile, her golden-yellow sclera piercing deep into my soul.

"Peeking, are we?" Vritra's voice broke the silence, her grip on me unyielding.

"Not intentionally," I stammered, feeling awkward under her intense gaze.

"Hmm," Vritra mused mysteriously.

Turning my attention ahead, I realized we were now in a different cave. A pang of disappointment flickered within me at the missed opportunity to see Tiamama's *ahem* Tiamat's human form.

"Did you truly long to see her human guise so badly?" Vritra's question hit the mark with eerie accuracy, her embrace tightening, her heavenly melons pressing against my back with increasing intensity. Her heartbeat was palpable, her breath warm against my neck. There was a distinct scent about her, reminiscent of blue roses and silver lilies intertwined.

"Not really, but I can't deny I was curious," I admitted, my instincts urging me to both lie and reveal a portion of the truth.

"Hmm," Vritra responded, her hold on me not relenting.

"You know, in this place, we're connected on a deeper level. I can sense your thoughts if I focus," she continued, her hands tracing my abs as she licked and nibbled onto my ear, sending shivers down my whole body. I also realized that I was in my adult form.

I awkwardly chuckled at her response. Was this my soul's true form? Was it because of my mind palace that I appeared as an adult rather than my younger self?

"Probably," Vritra replied, even though I hadn't spoken aloud, causing me to break out in a nervous sweat.

"Fufufu..." Vrita chuckled, observing my troubled expression. She had been rather hands-on, touching me all over.

"Are you enemies with Tiamat or something?" I inquired.

"Nope. In fact, she's a good friend of mine," Vritra replied fondly, though a hint of rivalry lingered in her tone.

"Then what was the fight about?" I pressed.

"Just a spar," she explained.

"Hmm. But why couldn't I understand anything you two were saying?" I questioned.

"I don't know, but it probably has something to do with my will," Vritra responded.

"So what were you two discussing?" I asked curiously.

"That's a secret," Vritra replied mysteriously, playfully pinching my nipples.

"By the way, what are you even doing?" I questioned, meeting her gaze.

"Well, what you usually do with other girls," she teased, continuing her actions. I entertained the idea of retaliating for a moment, but knowing our deep connection in this place, I refrained as it wouldn't lead to anything good, only prolonging my eventual suffering. So, I allowed her to continue, for now. In response, her smile grew, confirming her ability to understand my thoughts.

"Oh! Are you jealous by any chance?" I asked as I smirked, unable to resist teasing her back.

"Why would I be jealous?" she said, her nails turning sharp as they trailed along my abs, drawing blood. She seductively licked the blood off her finger and lightly kissed my neck, her hot breath against my skin. Her tongue followed the curve of my neckline, causing an arousing sensation.

My body's response was far from docile, evident by the huge bulge on my pants and the rise in temperature of my body. But suddenly, her teeth sank into the right side of my neck, her suction growing stronger. I contemplated retaliating. But just as I turned, lifted her up, and hugged her, my vision blurred, and I woke up in bed next to Lavinia, sporting a noticeable bulge in my pants. Did she just blue ball me? I could hear Vritra laughing in response.

"Fufufu..."

*sigh*

It was still early morning, so I left my bed without waking Lavinia up. Having done this many times before, it was far easier now than it used to be. But what surprised me was that I had somehow transformed into my adult form in my sleep. Maybe it's an aftereffect or something? Something to think about.

After taking off my t-shirt and grabbing some extra clothes and a towel, I made my way to the spacious bathroom adjacent to the hallway instead of using the one in my room. As I turned the doorknob, I caught the beautiful sight of Sakuya, freshly showered and clad in only a towel, drying her wet hair.

Does she not use her own bathroom? Using this one had its own perks, as I was treated to this delightful sight. The sight of her curves and slim body, showing so much glistening skin, was almost irresistible. However, her presence was undetectable. Her concealment skill was incredibly impressive.

"Have you finished watching?" Sakuya asked, tints of red coloring her cheeks, evident of her embarrassment.

"Umu. Thanks for the treat," I replied without any hesitation, noting her deepening blush. I also caught her sneaky glances at my bulge, which only lifted my spirits further.

"Kouske-sama, Reni-chan is still too young," Sakuya replied after a moment of silence. She was already fully dressed and ready in her usual outfit, and I could sense the changes in time, though I didn't augment my senses with it, knowing it was Sakuya's doing.

"I know," I replied awkwardly.

"It's all good then. But what's with the bite mark on your neck?" Sakuya asked, her curiosity evident.

I glanced into the mirror to find the mark. Did it leave a mark even though we were in a mind palace? Did it blur the line between both realities? Something to ponder later. But shouldn't marks like these vanish as soon as they were created? Is my power playing favourites now? Just as I willed it, the marks vanished.

"Don't worry. It's nothing," I reassured her.

"Then I will take my leave," Sakuya said, hurrying towards the kitchen, hiding her blushing face. She looked cute, without a sliver of doubt.

I watched her back for a moment before rushing into the bathroom to splash cold water over my body, trying to calm myself down there. In my heart, I vowed to exact revenge on Vritra for this. Someday, definitely. And I could feel Vritra amused in my head.

63. New Powers and Taming En Masse!

Kouske's POV

I just bought Beelzebub's bloodline.

Beelzebub Bloodline (B+): Enables the ability to command insect types and integrate and use their powers to their fullest extent possible - 45000 pts.

Yeah, it's not bad, but it's not all that groundbreaking either. My taming skill can do way better than this. After the integration, I didn't notice much of a difference, and I didn't get any magic circles of any type, probably because a pure-blooded heir is still alive and kicking.

I glance at my points, hovering around 650k. It might seem like a lot, but in reality, it isn't. I've been cautious, saving in case of urgent need or for anything Akatsuki might require, like buying sacred gears or similar items for its members. I'm also saving up for those conceptual powers, like Instant Death, Infinity, Life, Absolute Adaptation etc., at the Ex rank. They cost several million each, and even the lowest ones come with a hefty price tag. It was surprising to see such a spike in prices, but what can I do?

*sigh*

After testing out the ability, suddenly I had an idea. Issei had integrated objects into his sacred gear before, so couldn't I do the same with mine? I brought out Arondight. Could I integrate it?

"Be careful. It might cause some unknown side effects," Vritra warned.

[Kouske, it will cause some strain on your soul. But I think you will be fine with your immortality,] Clarice added solemnly.

"Hmm."

I anticipated it already. Let's just hope it doesn't hurt too much. I teleported to the slime dungeon. Now, there was a huge number of slimes resting in this place, all of which were my familiars. Additionally, more slimes also birthed here periodically by the dungeon. Their powers have significantly evolved after repeated grinding in the other dungeons. They already have some kind of corrosive/acidic powers. Now, if I could grant them the gigantification skill, they would be truly monstrous. Just imagining my enemies coming in unguarded and seeing huge slimes eating them up and disintegrating them into oblivion is terrifying.

As I pondered these thoughts, I started the process but felt a sudden pang of pain in my right hand, which was holding Arondight. My hand was getting fatally injured and healing rapidly in quick succession constantly, pouring blood all over the place. Unconsciously, I yelled out loud. The slimes gathered around me in concern, but I mentally ordered them to vacate this place quickly. They left, showing concern for my well-being.

"" Kyu""

I could also hear Clarice's yelling, while Vritra remained as calm as possible. I bore through the pain, and after who knows how much time, I felt the process completed. It wasn't a good feeling to attach something artificially to my soul myself when I didn't even have any soul-manipulating powers. I shouldn't bother doing this again before acquiring some good soul manipulation powers. I was drenched in sweat and pretty exhausted.

"[Kouske! Are you okay?]" Clarice asked, concerned.

"Yeah, I'm fine," I replied, looking at my status.

Kouske Miyamura

- Race: Human-Dragon Hybrid

- Age: 7 years

- Strength (Str): D-

- Endurance (End): D-

- Agility (Agi): D-

- Mana: D+

Skills:

- Summoning

- Taming

- Hypnosis (D)

- Body Transformation (D-)

- Teleportation (D)

- Memory Manipulation (D)

- Dark Curtain (D+)

- Senbonzakura

- Flash Step

- Cloud Steps

- Whirlwind Shield (E+)

- Skill Sharing (D+)

-Sense Sharing

- Mutated Sabnock Bloodline (A+)

- Beelzebub Bloodline (B+)

- Metamorphic Mastery (B+)

- Ethereal Doppelgängers (B+)

- Demiplane (A+)

- Falna (C)

- Cognizance Nexus (D+)

-Time Magic (A)

-Gravity Manipulation (C)

-Search (D)

-Touki (C)

-Knife Throwing Technique (D-)

-Marionette Mastery (D-)

-Petrification (D-)

-Illusion Manipulation (D-)

-Vine Manipulation (D-)

-Foresight (D-)

-Plant Manipulation (E+)

-Frostfire Fusion (C-)

-Truthful Trace (C)

- Holy-demonic Light (B-)

Currently Shared Skills:

- Wind Manipulation (Hawks)

- Darkness Manipulation (Noctis)

- Ice Manipulation (Slime)

- Fire Manipulation (Slime)

- Water Manipulation (Slime)

- Earth Manipulation (Slime)

-Knife Throwing Technique (Sakuya)

-Marionette Mastery (Lavinia)

-Petrification (Mossveil Basilisk)

-Illusion Manipulation (Phantom Nymphs)

-Camouflage (Vorpal Viper Vines)

-Vine Manipulation (Briarback Entling)

-Foresight (Ballboon)

-Plant Manipulation (Foliage Wisp)

-Frosfire Fusion (Krystelle Emberfaust)

Items in Effect:

- Vritra's Sacred Gear (B+)

- Fountain of Youth (A)

- Telos Karma/God's Halo (A)

-Condicarment (Bracelet) (C)

Items in Possession:

Boosted Gear (A)

Sacred Gear Extractor (A)

Arondight (B-)

Resistance:

- Poison Resistance (D-)

Points: 665500

Overall Power: D-

There was a new skill in my status, Holy-demonic Light (B-), but Arondight (B-) was also in my possession list. I willed to bring out Arondight, and it came out like a sacred gear on my right hand. Then I tried manipulating the Holy-demonic Light, and it felt like any other skill. It was powerful, but I still had to get used to it to unlock its full potential and power.

But my status has been getting way out of control. So I bought a powerful synthesis-type skill.

Synthesis (B+): Enables one to synthesize and integrate almost anything - 45000 pts.

Just like that, another 45000 points were lost from my savings. But does that mean I can synthesize other things in the future without any consequences?

[A/N: Give me some good ideas about synthesizing Kouske's skills.]

I'll think about that later. After apparent exhaustion, I went to look for the slimes through our connection. I stayed with them for a while, playing with them. These slimes are extremely cute with their sizes. Now, I understand why the girls really like coming to this place. With them here, Sakuya doesn't even have to babysit the others. These slimes always stay beside them in case something unexpected happens.

Right now, I'm in the dungeon, with all my familiars spread out across the Forest Area. Soon, I'll have to leave this area and move to another. This time, I've ordered them not to kill any monsters, just capture them. I'll be taming en masse before leaving the area. It would also be good to get some insect-type monsters. After returning from the trip to Italy, I'll meet Sera and disclose my devil heritage to her.

Elle's identification forge has been completed, and all of us will be going on vacation, probably next week. I guess I'll have to inform the others about my leave. I've been meeting with Sona and the others a lot during this time, and my skills in chess have also improved a bit from playing so much with Sona, but it's still nowhere near that smug loli's level. But I'll definitely beat her on my own in the future.

While thinking about all these miscellaneous things, I start using my new powers. Holy-demonic Light is powerful. I can shape them however I want, like those angels and fallen angels. Thankfully, I can also use them separately, like only using holy light or only demonic light.

I willed the holy-demonic light to wrap around me and tried using it to augment my speed. The increase in speed was significant, not light speed, but still much faster than my normal speed, and with Flash Steps, my speed will become even higher.

At first, the sudden increase in speed made things difficult. I couldn't control it properly, leading to various destructive collisions with the surroundings or the monsters. Thankfully, I had already spread out Hawks, Noctis, or any other familiars, so none of them were hurt. After a while, I was able to somehow safely control it, but it will need a lot more practice.

I also tried out Telos Karma. Even direct point-blank attacks could be miraculously avoided as long as the power difference wasn't too large. I tried cutting off some of those strings of life and death. It was really scary when they suddenly lost their lives by some kind of accident, like getting suddenly attacked by other monsters.

The effect was instantaneous. It was a surefire way to kill someone. But I think the higher one's power is, the harder it is to manipulate their strings of fate. Thank goodness, I never tried this on Sakuya that one time. The chances were slim, but I still don't want anything to happen to my lovely maid.

[A/N: Should Sakuya be A/A+ ranked? Maybe atleast A ranked? What do you guys think?]

I also tried using Absorption Lines alongside Metamorphic Mastery, this time focusing on using them on the Absorption Lines instead of my body. In a short while, they started changing and taking shapes like various sharp weapons.

I could use them like my own limbs, and they still retained their original powers. So it will be a great addition to my arsenal of powers, as whenever I attack my enemies with these, I can also further weaken them by siphoning their powers alongside injuring them.

After spending a long time in this place, I decided to call back all my familiars. After a while, I could hear the earth rumble. When I checked, it was apparently caused by my familiars who were dragging multiple of their defeated foes. Then, hearing a loud thud behind me, I looked to find out that Hawks was throwing unconscious monsters from up in the sky, while Noctis brought his unconscious enemies into his Shadow Space that he created. It's a neat ability.

But what was unexpected was that Hawks and Noctis, along with some other familiars, had ganged up on some Ballboons too and beat the crap out of them. I appreciate their consideration, but I would rather not tame too many of them. Lavinia and the girls should never see these creatures. But thinking about how my enemies will react upon seeing them is amusing. They should also get beat up by their balls.

I started taming each of the monsters, and I had to hurry to go to places with my familiars as they couldn't bring all of their enemies, and they could come to consciousness soon if I don't hurry. Some of the wounded ones might die if I don't hurry. After taming all of them, I decided to return home and transported all my familiars to the Demiplane within a limited space where they can live and eat in peace, and some of the other slimes to the Slime Dungeon where they are the most comfortable to stay. Thankfully, most slimes do not attack each other unprovoked, and they also stay together, so the dungeon slimes cannot cause too much trouble for my tamed ones.

My tamed slimes have small marks of my blue Summoning Magic Circle that can be made to be visible or invisible by their or my wills, differentiating them from the dungeon slimes. It can be applied to all my familiars, and my slimes are obviously stronger than those normal dungeon slimes. Someday I might just unleash my slime army on my enemies. Maybe if I ever go to Tensura and meet Clayman, I should actually consider unleashing my slime army on him and his kingdom. Shouldn't he be fated to be defeated by slimes?

Getting out of my weird thoughts, I teleported home, and suddenly my phone rang up, notifying about an email. Even though I use a smartphone and some smart home appliances bought from the Shop, others cannot help but communicate using emails as it is still the last of 20th century. The smart home appliances are pretty handy, relieving Sakuya of some of her workloads. But she wasn't really happy seeing them as she likes to do her work herself manually.

When I checked my email, it was actually sent by Cleria. She wanted to meet up. Well, it's been a while since I met them last. I replied about meeting them sometime two weeks later. I will give the exact date later. Meeting Navirose and Hiroshi might help me with my swordsmanship. Sparring with Aunt Arene isn't all that helpful right now.

But I will have to think of a way for my phone to stay connected to the network even in the dungeon, seeing how I only got to see this now after coming out of the dungeon when in reality it was sent earlier. Maybe I should check Heaven's System and try to make something similar? Ha ha ha. That's a funny thought. It will take a lot of resources and hard work to do what Yehweh did!

64. Plans for the Future!

Kouske's POV

I have been trying to master Senjutsu for a while, and because of my other skills like Plant Manipulation, Vine Manipulation, Earth Manipulation, and Search, I have finally acquired Senjutsu (F). These skills made it much easier for me to learn Senjutsu. Now, I just have to train it further to evolve it.

Senjutsu (F): Senjutsu, also known as Sage Arts, grants users enhanced physical abilities, heightened senses, and the ability to manipulate natural energy for offensive and defensive techniques. It enables users to sense and harness the energy of nature, enhancing their combat prowess and allowing them to perform powerful techniques such as elemental manipulation and energy blasts. Additionally, Senjutsu users can enter different stages of Senjutsu, with higher levels granting greater power and endurance. They can also commune with nature and gain insights into their surroundings, making them formidable opponents in battle. Senjutsu is also excellent for concealing one's aura and hiding their presence. It allows users to identify the supernatural and others' aura on a whole different level. Furthermore, it grants users the ability to heal others, with the potential for further enhancement through rigorous practice.

My skills in various types of magic have also improved as I learned from Vritra while teaching Momo about magic. Now, my proficiency rivals that of Ultimate Class Magicians. To obtain an official magician's license, I'll need to meet with Mephistopheles.

Becoming an Ultimate Class Magician is prestigious among humans, as they are the top-ranking members of any magician organization. However, before I can attempt that exam, I must first pass the exams to become a Low-High Class Magician. These exams can be taken within any prominent magical organization, but the Ultimate Class Magician exam requires approval from several Ultimate Class Magicians from different organizations to ensure impartial judgment.

While I'm not affiliated with any magician organizations, I plan to make arrangements with Grauzeberer to take these exams. Becoming an Ultimate Class Magician will allow Akatsuki to legally issue magician certificates and identifications, ensuring compliance with the law. Ultimate Class Magicians have the authority to establish their own magician organizations.

As far as I know, there are only two Ultimate Class Magicians in Grauzeberer: Mephistopheles and Gregory Faust, the father of George Faust, the Dimension Lost Longinus wielder. Additionally, there are six in the Golden Dawn Magician Organization, which are the two leading magician organizations. Other smaller organizations typically only have one Ultimate Class Magician.

I'll abide by the laws as long as they're reasonable. Taking the tests to become a recognized organization isn't too much of a bother for me, especially if it helps us avoid being labeled as illegal or a terrorist organization. Additionally, I need to start recruiting more seriously now that most of Akatsuki's preparations are complete.

Sakuya can also easily become an Ultimate Class Magician if she takes the test. She's been practicing diligently and has become proficient in Space and Sealing Magic. Her mastery over Time, Space, and Sealing Magic combined makes her a terrifying force. Her barrier around the house is always active, and anything lower than the full-powered attack of a Satan Class Being cannot even scratch it, and her proficiency is only getting better.

At least in my house, those supernatural beings cannot barge in whenever they want willy-nilly. They will be in for a surprise counter-attack and curses if anyone even tries to barge in, and we will know immediately if someone's trying to enter my house unannounced. I've never really liked those fanfics where supernatural beings can barge into the protagonist's house unannounced whenever they feel like it, as if they owned the place.

I'm currently in the shopping district, thankfully alone. If any of the girls were with me, it would be hell. I'm just doing some necessary shopping for myself, and I'll have to hide my bags when I get home and stash them in the wardrobe without anyone noticing. Otherwise, I'll have to deal with the drama of why I didn't take anyone else shopping with me. Though Sakuya will definitely know. I'm in my adult form because people would find it weird for an almost 8-year-old kid to be strolling around the shopping district alone.

As I finish my business, I feel my Longinus acting up, beckoning me in a certain direction. I follow my instinct and find a family of four browsing the toy section of the mall. There's a little boy around 7 or 8 with brownish-orange hair and golden-brown eyes, and a younger girl with dark brown hair and golden-brown eyes. They might be hard to recognize, but they still bear resemblances to their teenage selves, and with their parents, Yuki Saibai, a mangaka, and Yuki Ringo, a famous fashion designer, looking the same, I know their identity even without using Observe. They're Yuki Rito and Yuki Mikan.

Since I also plan to go into the entertainment and technological industry, being acquainted with Saibai would be good. I should just greet him for now, and then we can talk about business. As I start walking towards them, something feels odd. My powers are acting up again, like an instinct, and it's coming from Rito. I can see various colored strings around him. Before I can inspect those, I'm already in front of them, and Saibai is looking at me straight, probably because of how I approached and stared at them. So, I decided to start by greeting them.

"Hi. Are you mangaka Yuki-sensei?" asks Kouske in a cheery mood.

"Yes. But how do you know me? I don't really appear in any media..." says Saibai suspiciously.

"You see, I saw your recent work, Switch Onmyouji. It's quite good. I am starting my own agency, and I was really interested in working with you," says Kouske.

Hearing Kouske's praise, Saibai makes a goofy face, showing his wife how he's starting to become more famous. His wife has a pleasant expression and just smiles at Saibai.

"I see. But I am really busy with my current manga, and I don't think this is the place to talk about business," Saibai says, making a serious face and gesturing to his family.

Kouske understands Saibai's message and decides it would be better to talk about business another time. Saibai and his wife in the canon never had much time for their children as they were always busy working outside the home. It may not be the case now, but they must still be busy, starting their careers.

Saibai is extremely talented as a mangaka, and his special feature is how he can draw much faster than a normal artist, almost at superhuman speed. His recent manga, Switch Onmyouji, is bound to gain massive success, which might not have been directly shown in To Love Ru, but it was mentioned in Yubuki Kentaro-sensei's another series.

"I understand. I don't want to intrude on your family time. I am Akatsuki. This is my card. I hope we can set a date to sit somewhere and discuss some things," Kouske says while giving out his card, specially made for his identity as Akatsuki.

"Sure. I will get in touch with you," says Saibai.

Omniscient POV

Normally, most people might not get in touch again after suddenly being approached by a complete stranger, but Kouske put some suggestions in his mind so that they could at least have a meeting and talk.

After that, Kouske also gets introduced to his family, and after a brief exchange of words, Kouske and they, go their separate ways. But nobody notices Kouske's hand movements and how he severed some of Rito's strings of fate. Now Rito won't have that super lecherous luck and won't have those lucky pervert moments. He could lead a normal life. Kouske also severed some of his most severe connections, like his fated encounter with a certain alien princess and some others.

Kouske doesn't feel any guilt, as Rito never really appreciated his connections and fate. But Kouske knows Rito is genuinely a nice and kind guy. He is a lot more respectable than Issei. Kouske hopes that at least in this life, Rito will be able to confess his love to Haruna and lead a happy life with her, as there's nothing stopping them now. After that, Kouske goes back home in a genuinely happy mood while also thinking about setting up an actual agency.

After arriving home, Kouske decides to call his father's office for the first time. On the other end, a receptionist picks up the call.

Kouske: Hello, this is Kouske Miyamura. May I speak with Tanaka-san, please?

Kouske intended to speak with the Managing Director (MD), and he knew the MD's direct landline number must be somewhere in the house. However, he felt too lazy to search for it, so he opted to call the office reception number instead. But, he thought if he asked Sakuya, she would have found it for him instantly.

Receptionist: Hello. Do you have an appointment with him?

The receptionist asked incredulously upon hearing the young voice on the other side. Was this someone just wasting her time while she was busy doing makeup?

Kouske: No, but if you could inform him about me, he will speak to me. Or you could transfer the call directly to his room.

Receptionist: *sigh* Listen, kid, we're busy, and if you don't have an appointment, then stop wasting my time. My time is important.

With that, the receptionist hangs up with a snort, feeling irritated. Not just anyone can speak to the MD willy-nilly just because they want to. This particular receptionist is the newest recruit to the job and still doesn't know much about the company. She also boasts about her job in one of Japan's best conglomerates, making most of her female friends (harpy) jealous.

Kouske stands there for a while with an indistinguishable facial expression. After almost two minutes, the phone rings again. This time it's the MD. It seems an old receptionist overheard a bit of their conversation and grew suspicious. She checked the number and found out it was their boss's house landline number. At this time, most landline phones don't provide any function to check caller IDs. But some influential people can have this function installed by talking to the providers, for an extra fee. When she learned of this, she immediately rebuked her junior and went to the MD to inform him about the situation.

MD: Miyamura-sama! It's a surprise to receive a call from you. How can I assist you today?

Tanaka-san has been working in the company for a long time and has been one of their most trusted employees. Kouske's father had given him this important position. He has also met Kouske several times, and Kouske has that memory in mind. Tanaka-san is always busy working for the company in the capital Tokyo, living with his family there.

Kouske: I hope you're doing well, Tanaka-san. I have a small favor to ask. I have a friend who's quite passionate about Ferrari cars, and I was wondering if you could arrange for them to visit the Ferrari headquarters in Italy.

MD: Of course, sir. That sounds like an exciting opportunity. Would you like me to schedule a meeting with the owner of Ferrari or arrange for a tour of the facility?

Kouske: Both, if possible. I want my friend to experience everything, from seeing the inner workings of the company to test-driving some of their iconic cars.

Who hasn't had such a dream at least once in their lifetime? With the Miyamuras being such a prominent Worldwide Conglomerate, arranging this should be possible.

MD: Understood, sir. I'll make the necessary arrangements and keep you updated on the details.

Kouske: Thank you, Tanaka-san. I appreciate your prompt assistance.

MD: It's my pleasure, sir. Is there anything else I can assist you with?

Tanaka-san asked a bit nervously, knowing about the earlier rudeness of the new employee. He was already contemplating a suitable punishment for her. She should have been more diligent in her duties and not wasted company time on personal matters.

Kouske: Yes. The one who answered the phone earlier, reduce her salary by 25% for the next four months and increase her working hours by two hours during that time. If she is dissatisfied, terminate her employment.

Kouske might seem somewhat lighthearted, but he doesn't tolerate negligence in the workplace. She should have taken her responsibilities more seriously, especially considering her role as a receptionist. It's crucial to verify the identities of important callers for the company's sake. Her actions could potentially harm the company, so this serves as a minor consequence.

MD: Understood. I'll take care of it. Is there anything else?

Kouske: That will be all for now, thank you. Have a good day.

Kouske plans to discuss the agency with him on another occasion.

MD: You too, Miyamura-sama. Goodbye.

After ending the call, Kouske books airline tickets for everyone in the Miyamura House for the following week. They'll be staying for a week or more, so he also pre-books hotel rooms and arranges for a tourist guide.

65. Italian Adventures: Part 1

Omniscient POV

After a week of anticipation, everyone boarded the plane bound for Italy. Kouske had splurged on first-class tickets, determined to make the most of their vacation. Lavinia and Elle looked stunning in matching blue dresses, while after much persuasion, Kouske convinced Sakuya to wear a beautiful black dress.

Sakuya's attire exuded understated elegance, with her sleeveless black dress draping gracefully and held in place by delicate strings around her neck. Her wrists were adorned with black cloths resembling bangles, adding a subtle yet striking accent.

Her short hair framed her delicate features, drawing attention to the twin tails cascading down like ribbons of midnight silk, secured with a meticulously crafted black ribbon in an x-shaped knot. The tailored dress revealed Sakuya's flawless porcelain-white skin, accentuating her curves with subtle allure. Every detail of her attire enhanced her innate beauty, leaving a lasting impression of grace and sophistication.

Kouske himself was wearing a black tuxedo in his adult form. All of them attracted attention with their unique features, such as Akatsuki's bright red eyes, which were supernatural and uncommon, one blonde girl, and two girls with blue hair, although one had blue-red hair. Their beauty and attire caught the eye of the other passengers on the flight.

Some were curious to approach them, but Akatsuki's presence deterred them, awed by his handsome appearance. Conversely, those interested in getting to know Akatsuki hesitated after seeing Elle and Sakuya, feeling intimidated by their presence. Lavinia and Elle were bubbling with excitement as they boarded the plane, eager to make the most of every moment of their journey.

After enduring a 13-hour wait on the plane, they finally landed in Rome. Elle had grown quite impatient during those hours, but they managed to calm her down. Thanks to Lavinia's cheeriness, they ended the flight in a good and memorable mood, enjoying the scenery and various hospitalities onboard.

Kouske could sense Sakuya's eagerness to explore and work rather than just sitting still. He hoped she would find enjoyment in their journey as much as he did. During the flight, they had the chance to chat about many things leisurely.

Upon arrival at the airport, Kouske had already arranged for a car to take them to their luxurious hotel nestled in the heart of Rome. After checking in, they wasted no time immersing themselves in the city's vibrant atmosphere.

They strolled through the cobbled streets of the historic center, marveling at the ancient architecture and bustling piazzas. The majestic Pantheon loomed before them, a symbol of Rome's enduring legacy.

For dinner, they sought out a traditional Roman trattoria, where the aroma of freshly baked pizza and homemade pasta filled the air. The girls savored each delectable bite, while Sakuya and Kouske already contemplated mastering some of the art of Italian cuisine. After dinner, they returned to the hotel to rest, marking the end of their first day in Rome.

On the second day, filled with eager anticipation, the group embarked on a guided tour of ancient Rome, led by a knowledgeable local guide. They stood in awe at the grandeur of the Colosseum, imagining the gladiatorial battles that once echoed within its ancient walls.

The Roman Forum and Palatine Hill offered glimpses into the city's rich history, with crumbling ruins whispering tales of emperors and conquests. They captured many memorable photos on Kouske's smartphone.

In the afternoon, they ventured into the sacred enclave of Vatican City, where St. Peter's Basilica rose majestically against the azure sky. It also served as the base of the Church, where they trained and raised their Exorcists to combat the Fallens and Devils, for humanity, although Kouske harbored doubts about their true intentions.

He simply wanted to enjoy his rare vacation with everyone without any trouble. Sakuya gestured for Kouske to glance in the direction she believed to be the Church's base, where Kouske also sensed the presence of many exorcists.

Amidst the crowd, Kouske bumped into someone. What he noticed was a blue-eyed nun with some dangerous curves. Despite her kind demeanor, he felt a sense of unease emanating from her. She was accompanying a young, blue-haired tomboy.

"Sorry. Are you alright?" asks Kouske.

"It's alright. I am fine," replies the nun smilingly.

"Are you here to tour? You look like tourists," asks the nun.

"Yes. I am here with my family to tour. It's quite a beautiful place," says Kouske as he indicates to the girls, who were a bit far away, looking around curiously as Sakuya looked after them. Feeling their gaze, Sakuya looks back and nods. The nun was only able to notice Sakuya in that crowd.

"Of course, it would be beautiful. It's the Lord's sacred land," says the tomboyish girl in a harsh tone, as if it were obvious, holding her hands together and starting to pray. The nun rebukes her for her behavior after she's done with her prayer.

"Ha ha ha," Kouske lets out an awkward laugh.

"You should visit the Cathedral too. It's a beautiful place," says the nun.

"I will," replies Kouske, though he thinks it might be better not to go there among those church fanatics and risk ruining their outing.

"Your Italian is really good even though you are a tourist. It's as good as the natives," says the tomboy, curiously.

"Well, I learned diligently before visiting. Bye then. I hope you have a good day, miss," replies Kouske.

"Griselda, Griselda Quarta. And this little one here is Xenovia Quarta," says the nun.

"Oh. I am Akatsuki. It was nice meeting you, Griselda-san. I will have to go accompany my family now," says Kouske.

"Hmm. Bye. May the Lord's blessing be with you on this journey," says the nun as they go their separate ways.

But Kouske decided to explore the area as quietly as possible. The Vatican Museums beckoned with their priceless treasures, from Michelangelo's masterpiece in the Sistine Chapel to ancient artifacts from distant lands. Kouske also took note of some of the hidden magical treasures somewhere.

As the sun rose over the Eternal City on the third day, Lavinia's excitement reached its peak as they prepared for a family-friendly cooking class. Donning aprons and rolling up their sleeves, they learned the secrets of crafting pasta from scratch under the guidance of skilled Italian chefs.

While Kouske questioned the edibility of Lavinia's handmade pasta, which later turned out to be edible, Sakuya deftly kneaded the dough and shaped it into perfect pasta strands, astonishing even the seasoned chefs with her innate talents.

Some chefs even expressed interest in inviting her to their restaurants. Elle chose not to participate, and although Kouske's pasta was of higher quality than average, it paled in comparison to Sakuya's expertise.

Next, the group learned the authentic way to bake Italian pizzas and how to make cheese from scratch. They also encountered the famous blue cheese, but Kouske's heightened senses prevented him from swallowing it, despite its apparent tastiness.

Lavinia and Sakuya, however, enjoyed it as if it weren't infested with maggots at all! Elle wasn't too keen on trying it, but Lavinia, being Lavinia, kinda force fed her some and encouraged her to enjoy it. Kouske remained adamant about not trying it, earning curious gazes from Sakuya, who took note of his behavior.

In the afternoon, they wandered through the enchanting Borghese Gallery and Gardens, immersing themselves in the beauty of lush greenery and exquisite art. As they explored the art gallery, Kouske tried his best to appreciate the artwork, despite knowing little about art himself.

He hesitated to question some of the pieces that seemed abstract to him, fearing he would lose a debate with the art enthusiasts surrounding him. However, their main reason for being there was to meet the possessor of a sacred gear holder, as Yama-san had provided information about her.

Her name was Dia Viekone, around 8 years old, and she lived with her aunt, Esri Viekone, an artist, while her parents resided abroad due to work. Kouske had heard that they were in the city for an art exhibition. The names sounded familiar, and upon seeing them from afar, Kouske understood why.

Just a few feet away stood Esri Viekone, with her white hair and light blue eyes, accompanied by Dia Viekone, who bore a striking resemblance to her aunt despite being younger. They looked more like sisters than aunts and nieces. Esri enthusiastically explained her artwork to the surrounding people, while Dia stood by her side, looking bored.

Kouske sensed the mana emanating from Dia's body, suppressed but still significant. It rivaled Momo's level, who had been continuously grinding in the dungeon. There was no doubt about Dia's talent. Kouske used his ability to Observe her, intending to learn more about her sacred gear.

Rainbow Mage (C+): Enhances the user's mana control and output, enabling them to convert their elemental affinities. Provides control over the four basic elemental abilities, such as earth, fire, wind, and water, as well as light and dark magic attributes.

Subskill [Multi-Chant] allows her to perform multiple incantations simultaneously with better efficiency, expanding her overall moveset. Her eyes enable her to perceive mana, drastically enhancing dynamic vision and depth perception. They also grant the ability to see things in slow motion, including magic.

Subskill [Aging Resistance] slows down the user's aging rate after the development of their secondary sexual characteristics.

Astonishingly, Dia possessed the High-tier Sacred Gear, the pinnacle of mage-type sacred gear in the Heaven System, leaving any magician envious of her. Even without this sacred gear, her talent should rival that of Lavinia's, and in the future, she might even reach heights comparable to those achievable by Longinus wielders, despite not possessing such a sacred gear herself. It was such a terrific combination. Even DxD's Merlin might be shocked to see such unfairness by the heavens!

While Kouske observed them, the girls looked around the place curiously. Lavinia asked about things she was curious about, dragging Elle along with her, who did her best to keep a calm and collected face. Sakuya accompanied them.

After a while, Lavinia noticed the bored Dia and approached her. After introductions, they started talking, and with permission from Esri, they strolled around the gallery together. Kouske hoped Lavinia could make a new friend with similar hobbies. Seeing that Esri was finally alone and observing the girls from afar, Kouske approached her.

"Hello, Viekone-san. I am Akatsuki. It's an honor meeting an artist like you," says Kouske politely as he approaches her.

Esri is momentarily captivated by his face and distinguished red eyes. However, after registering his name in her mind, she adopts a cautious expression, appearing more guarded against Kouske than with the people before. But almost instantly, she snaps back into her normal, cheerful demeanor.

"Hello~. It's an honor meeting you too~," says Esri mysteriously, which confuses him a bit.

Seeing his genuine confusion, Esri relaxes a bit more, and her mischievous smile becomes more profound.

"So, which one did you like?" asks Esri.

"Huh? What do you mean?" asks Kouske, not understanding.

"Paintings, silly. What else would you come to look here for? Tell me about your impression of my paintings?" says Esri.

Kouske looks behind her to find three paintings: one was a portrait of a girl, one was a painting of nature, and the other was too PROFOUND for Kouske to understand.

"Well, I don't really know much about paintings. But yours look very beautiful, just as much as you are. Though I can't say the same about the last one," says Kouske, but he whispers the last bit to himself.

"Ara~. Thank you," replies Esri, not minding the compliment. Surely, she is used to receiving such compliments on a daily basis.

"So what do you like about it?" asks Esri, making Kouske cough a few times.

"Umm. It looks beautiful. But I don't really have much knowledge on paintings to comment on any specific parts," says Kouske as he scratches the back of his head, realizing it's probably better for him not to comment on things he doesn't know.

"Mou~~. That's unfortunate," says Esri, adopting a thinking pose while puffing her cheeks a bit, as more people approach her.

"Hmm. Maybe you can teach me some basics over a meal or something," Kouske asks hesitantly, not believing every single girl would accept his invitation on their short first meetings.

"Ara~? Are you inviting me on a date?" says Esri, amused.

"I am. So when can we meet?" asks Kouske this time a bit more confidently.

"Hmm... Normally, I don't accept such invites, but this time I will make an exception. Here's my number. But only if I am free, okay? By the way, your Italian is great," says Esri as she smiles and goes over to the people coming towards her.

Kouske looks at her card and wonders if his Longinus is somehow interfering with his fate in some unexpected ways.

After a while, the girls also return, and they prepare to head to the hotel. As they were going to travel and see different cities, Kouske had already booked hotel rooms for them in those cities.

The whole time, Lavinia was talking about the new friend she made, while Kouske was contemplating what new sexy dress to buy Sakuya to wear. It was quite rare to see her in anything other than her maid costumes and nighties.

Kouske goes back, not knowing how recognizable he has become in a single night, because of only one video on DeviNet.

Church Headquarters

Griselda was quite troubled. It was just yesterday that she met this guy, and now he is one of the hottest topics among the supernatural. Even though exorcists don't use the DeviNet much, whether it's because of their sheltered upbringing, lack of knowledge about technology, or their prejudice against devils and their inventions, when the video of Akatsuki easily defeating two Cadres of Grigory shook the DeviNet, the Heaven Faction also received details on the video and informed all important personnel of the church about the new Black Dragon King, unlike any other ones before.

What's more serious is that he is here on Church territory without their knowledge. Only the Lord knows what someone like him is planning to do here. After informing the Church about her encounter with Akatsuki, they were shocked, to say the least. They have tasked her and some others with finding him, learning about his real intentions, and also attempting to invite him to the Heaven Faction.

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66. Italian Adventures: Part 2.

Omniscient POV

On the fourth day, their journey to Florence was a seamless transition from Rome's ancient wonders to the city's Renaissance opulence. Arriving at the train station, they were greeted by the grandeur of Florence, with its cobbled streets and towering cathedrals.

Their first stop was the renowned Uffizi Gallery, home to an unparalleled collection of Renaissance art. Lavinia's eyes widened in wonder as they beheld masterpieces by Botticelli, Leonardo da Vinci, and Raphael, each painting a window into the soul of the Renaissance. From there, they made their way to the iconic Florence Cathedral, its magnificent dome dominating the city skyline. Climbing to the top of the Duomo, they were rewarded with sweeping views of Florence, a patchwork of terracotta rooftops, and ancient bell towers.

The following day dawned with a sense of anticipation as they set out to explore more of Florence's treasures. Their first stop was the Accademia Gallery, home to Michelangelo's iconic David sculpture. They stood in awe before the towering figure, marveling at its lifelike proportions and exquisite detail.

Eager to experience the beauty of the Tuscan countryside, they embarked on a bike tour through the rolling hills and vineyards surrounding Florence. Pausing at local wineries along the way, they indulged in wine tastings and savored the flavors of Tuscan cuisine, although Lavinia and Elle were not allowed any. Kouske tasted some, avoiding Elle and Lavinia's sight, afraid of any drama.

On the sixth day of their journey, Kouske suddenly remembered his original reason for coming to Italy and realized he still hadn't contacted Esri, despite getting her number and expressing interest in a date. Feeling nervous, he acknowledged his oversight and wondered how to proceed.

Kouske: Hey Esri, sorry for the delay. It's Akatsuki. How have you been? ?

Esri: Huh? Who's this? ?

Kouske: We met at your art exhibition just two days ago. Did you forget me already? ? ゚ᆬᄎ

Esri (sarcastically): Heh, you're the one who disappeared after asking me out? ?

Kouske (nervously): Ha ha ha.. You got the wrong idea. I've just been busy. How about we meet up tomorrow for that date? ?

Esri: Busy enough to stand me up? ?

Kouske: "..." ?

Esri: You left me hanging, so I'm not sure if I want to go on that date anymore. ?

Kouske: I messed up, Esri. I'm really sorry. But I promise, I'll make it up to you. Let's still meet up tomorrow and see how it goes? ?

Esri: Fine, but you owe me big time! ?

Kouske: Deal! I'll make sure it's worth your while. Looking forward to it! ?

While the girls visited Venice, the city of canals and palaces, Kouske teleported back to Rome, where Esri was still attending her art exhibition.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, painting the sky in hues of orange and pink, Kouske and Esri stood on the bustling streets of Rome, their hearts beating in sync with the rhythm of the city. Esri looked radiant in her flowing white dress, her hair catching the last rays of sunlight, giving her an ethereal glow.

"Hmph! At least you're not late," Esri mumbled with a cute pout, though her words were barely audible. Kouske, with his enhanced hearing, caught her complaint loud and clear. In response, he smiled wryly, acknowledging his fault for her irritation.

Kouske handed her a bouquet of roses and lilies, each flower carefully selected to match her beauty. "For you, Esri. A bouquet of flowers for a beautiful flower," he said softly.

Esri's lips curved into a faint smile as she accepted the flowers, her pout evaporating, the soft scent of the blooms filling the air around them. "Thank you," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper.

"At least you know how to make a girl feel special. Pretty experienced, are we?" Esri said with a knowing look.

In response, Kouske chose to be wise and remained silent on that particular topic for now, offering only a kind, infectious smile in return.

"So, what's the plan?" Esri asked with a snort, her curiosity evident as Kouske remained silent.

Kouske extended his hand towards Esri, who hesitated for a moment before finally accepting it.

"Now, let's stroll for a while, embracing the beauty of the city. After all, I'm here on a tour," Kouske suggested, intertwining their fingers as they walked shoulder to shoulder, their closeness palpable. He caught a whiff of her sweet fragrance, a subtle reminder of her presence.

Initially reluctant, Esri's demeanor gradually shifted back to her cheerful self as they walked hand in hand through the bustling streets of Rome, admiring the various stalls and unique products on display, chatting, and laughing together. The city was alive with the sounds of laughter and music. The aroma of blooming flowers and freshly baked bread filled the air, adding to the romantic ambiance of the evening.

The soft glow of the street lamps cast a warm light around them, accentuating Esri's radiant beauty as they strolled along the cobblestone alleyways. They passed street vendors selling gelato and handmade crafts, immersing themselves in the vibrant atmosphere of the bustling city. Kouske found himself enchanted by Esri's contagious laughter, stealing glances at her that filled him with a sense of happiness and contentment.

After a while, Kouske suggested they watch a movie, so they headed to a nearby theater. When it came time to choose a movie, Kouske proposed a romantic Italian film, but to his surprise, Esri expressed her desire to see the latest action movie.

Kouske: "Really? I was thinking of something more romantic."

Esri (innocently): "I'm in the mood for some excitement tonight!"

Despite his initial surprise, Kouske secretly arranged for the entire theater to be reserved for their private viewing.

Esri was taken aback when they arrived at the empty theater, wondering aloud why no one else was there.

Esri: "Why is the theater empty? Did you book it just for us?"

Kouske: "Maybe they're hosting a private screening later. Let's enjoy the solitude while we can."

Esri (excitedly): "This is amazing! I've never had a whole theater to myself before."

Kouske simply smiled, keeping his plan a secret as they settled in to enjoy the movie.

Throughout the film, Esri was filled with excitement like a child, and Kouske couldn't help but watch her fondly.

Esri: "Wow! Did you see that? That was incredible!"

After the movie, Kouske whisked Esri away in a sleek and elegant Bentley Continental GT to a luxurious rooftop restaurant overlooking the breathtaking beauty of Rome. The rooftop offered panoramic views of the city, with twinkling lights illuminating the historic landmarks and ancient architecture.

Esri: "This place is stunning! How did you find it?"

Kouske: "Just a little something I arranged. I wanted our evening to be perfect."

They enjoyed a candlelit dinner with soft music playing in the background, savoring each moment together.

Following their romantic dinner, they took a leisurely stroll along the shore of the picturesque Lake Albano, basking in the tranquility of the night and each other's company.

After a while, as they walked along the shore quietly, the atmosphere suddenly grew heavier and more serious. Esri turned towards Kouske, her innocent and cheery demeanor replaced by a serious expression.

"I really enjoyed this small date of ours, I really did. But how about you tell me your real intention for approaching me now, Black Dragon King?" Esri's tone was initially fond, but it quickly turned serious.

"You knew? How?" Kouske asked, genuinely surprised and curious about how Esri had discovered his identity as Vritra's host.

"You really don't know, huh? You've been pretty famous since a few days ago. The fighting video of you and the Ouryuu against the Grigory Cadres is spreading all over the DeviNet. It's the hottest topic right now," Esri said, laughing a bit.

The only reason she had accepted his invitation was that she didn't sense anything malicious from him, and it was amusing to her how he was still clueless about the video while the whole supernatural world was talking about him. Esri considered herself a pretty good judge of people.

"Oh," was the only response Esri got from Kouske, which was a bit disappointing for her as she expected more of a reaction.

"So, you know about the supernatural, huh?" Kouske asked curiously.

"Well, duh. My family has come into contact with the supernatural multiple times, so I'm aware of it," Esri replied as she gazed at the calm water surface.

"Are you affiliated with anyone?" Kouske asked.

"No. We try to keep our distance from all this insanity," Esri replied with a bit of melancholy.

"Then, who's teaching magic to your niece?" Kouske inquired.

"What do you mean?" Esri asked.

"Your niece has a powerful mage-type sacred gear. Did you perhaps not know? From her mana levels and all, it looks like she has already awakened and is practicing using it," Kouske explained, surprising Esri completely. It seemed she really didn't know.

"No, I..." Esri mumbled, looking tensed and troubled.

"Her power is quite apparent. You will have to join a faction. Otherwise, it will become a problem for you guys. You are also in close proximity to the church. You should ask her if someone is teaching her or if she's just trying things out herself," Kouske advised.

Esri was quiet for a long time, thinking things over.

"For now, I will drop you home. It would be best if you talked things through with your niece properly. I actually came to Italy to recruit your niece. I can teach her magic properly. I hope you will consider it. And it really was a pleasant night with you," Kouske said fondly as he took her to his car.

Esri just absentmindedly followed him.

"Your address?" Kouske asked.

"Nn?"

Kouske had to repeat himself to get her attention and drive her home, but not before giving her a gentle goodbye hug.

"Contact me soon," Kouske left a stunned Esri, leaving only those words behind.

In a certain house, a young blonde girl with greenish-yellow eyes, her thin frame outlined by nothing but bones, woke up to the sound of commotion. It was dark, and she felt a pang of fear and hunger. Despite her trembling, she mustered the courage to investigate the noise, driven by childlike curiosity.

To find one grown man over another beating his face in with bloody knuckles over and over again, while people cheered.

She called for her mother, but nobody cared to answer. Scared of the violence she went to her mother's bedroom, only to find a friend of her mother's and a woman she didn't know in her bed, having violent, drunken, drugged sex. Her childish self still didn't know what was happening.

Clouds of smoke from people smoking lined the ceilings, and people outright out cold slumped in the corners of rooms.
Nobody paid her any attention as she left, checking the third bedroom, only to find an orgy going on in it, disgusting and horrible, yet not understanding it at all as a child.

From there, she tiptoed towards the living room, which was connected to the kitchen, in search of food and her mother. However, she found neither. Instead, she discovered the unconscious, bleeding form of the man who had been beaten earlier, along with his attacker and more people partying in the living room. Her eyes filled with tears when they landed on a small, broken grey box, with wires leading to an odd handgrip thing beside a large black screen resembling a window.

Her eyes lit up when she turned around and saw an indent in the wall, a carved-out square space with shelves filled with all manners of items at the entrance to the living room. She specifically picked up a large glass bottle filled with orange liquid.

As she opened it and took a sip, excitement turned to horror and disgust. The liquid didn't taste as she expected; instead, it burned her throat—it was alcohol, a strong one. Despite this, she was so thirsty that she drank it anyway, stealing away to her bedroom with the pilfered bottle of orange liquid. Alone, scared, lonely, and hungry, she drank it all. Her throat burned, her vision swam, and everything went black.

67. Italian Adventures: Part 3.

Omniscient POV

Upon returning home, Esri was surprised to find Dia playing alone in the dining room.

"Dear, where's the nanny?" she inquired, noting that it was still early for the nanny to leave.

"Oh, Aunty! Daisy's gone home. She had some work to do," Dia replied with a radiant smile as she hugged her aunt.

"When did she leave?" Esri asked, gently patting Dia's head.

"Probably around an hour ago," Dia answered.

Esri sighed inwardly. She would have to have a talk with Daisy. Leaving Dia alone without informing anyone first was unacceptable. Irresponsible teenagers!

"Have you eaten dinner yet?" asks Esri.

"No," replies Dia.

"Then wait for a bit. I will make Ragu with sage pesto. I had already finished the prep work before leaving," says Esri as she heads to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

Dia's eyes light up at the mention of the dish. She eagerly makes rounds around the kitchen, watching Esri as she cooks. After Esri finishes preparing the meal, she serves Dia dinner.

"Here," says Esri as she hands Dia the plate and sits down beside her.

"Where's your plate? Aren't you gonna eat?" asks Dia innocently.

"Sorry, dear. I already had dinner outside. But I will stay beside you. So finish your meal," says Esri with a warm smile.

After a while, Dia finishes her meal and tries to help her aunt by taking her utensils to the dishwasher. After cleaning everything, Esri turns to Dia for an important conversation.

"Sweetheart, is there something you are hiding from your aunt?" asks Esri softly, her eyes serious.

Dia was taken aback by the question, her eyes darting around the room as she avoided making direct eye contact with her aunt. She hesitated for a moment before softly saying no, a sense of unease evident in her demeanor.

"Are you sure, dear? You know you can share anything with me. You shouldn't lie to your family. Lying is bad," says Esri gently, her tone filled with concern and understanding.

After some persuasion from her aunt, she finally let her guard down and answered honestly.

"Nnn. I have a sacred gear I awakened a few months ago and have been practicing to use it since then whenever I am alone. Sorry I didn't tell you," says Dia softly, mist covering her eyes, feeling a bit guilty.

"You don't have to apologize, dear. But you know it was dangerous for you to use that all by yourself. You could have gotten hurt," says Esri as she hugs and comforts her warmly.

"Sorry," says Dia softly.

After a while, when Dia stops weeping, Esri releases her from the hug.

"But when have you ever been alone to do this? Shouldn't Daisy be with you whenever I cannot? And where do you even practice?" asks Esri curiously.

"Oh. Daisy is always busy on her phone. So it isn't really hard to escape her eyes. And I usually use the library where some of the magical books are kept or the garden," says Dia, prompting Esri to sigh again and start thinking of hiring someone new. Daisy's priorities are definitely not in the right place.

"Did anyone know or see you using your powers?" asks Esri nervously.

"Umm... No. I don't think so," replies Dia.

"Hmm... Do you want to learn from a professional?" asks Esri after thinking for a while. It's probably better for her to learn properly when she has already gotten involved with this side of the world. But how would she explain it to her brother and sister-in-law?

"Yes!" replies Dia excitedly.

Serafall Leviathan has been feeling the strain of recent events. The emergence of that video has thrown the Underworld into chaos, with everyone clamoring to uncover more about Akatsuki and his true identity.

The devil council has been in constant discussion on the matter, with some members scoffing at the Cadres' defeat and others recognizing the potential threat posed by this unknown individual.

Amidst the chaos, many are eager to ensla... recruit Akatsuki into their peerage, sparking curiosity among the council members.

However, amidst the banter and speculation, the Satans and older devils are acutely aware of the power wielded by Kokabiel and Satanael.

Having faced them in battle, they know firsthand that defeating both of them is no small feat. They recognize the need to investigate this new individual, unsure whether he could be a valuable ally or a potential enemy.

Furthermore, the unexpected display of power by the Ouryuu has left many shocked. While they had heard of his talent, they never imagined he could take on multiple fallen angels and two Cadres single-handedly. It's a revelation that has opened their eyes to the true extent of his abilities.

Despite their curiosity, the devil council struggles to uncover the true motives behind the altercation, as the Nakiris remain elusive and Azazel remains unresponsive despite the numerous calls. What on earth is even Azazel doing?!

Nevertheless, the Satans remain vigilant, knowing that Akatsuki's emergence could potentially disrupt the delicate balance of power in the Underworld.

Meanwhile, Serafall, as the Head of Foreign Affairs, is bearing the brunt of the chaos. She had heard about Akatsuki from Kouske before, in their few interactions where they met a few times.

So, Serafall even went to Kouske's house a few times to find anything she could about Akatsuki. But to her dismay, that boy's out of the country!

'How long is that brat planning to tour?!'

As the pressure and workload mount, Serafall curses Akatsuki and wishes he chokes on his food for making her work so much harder!

"Sister Griselda, any sign of him yet?" asked one of the exorcists, his frustration evident in his tone.

"No, nothing," Griselda replied, her brow furrowed with worry. "It's like he's vanished into thin air."

"This is embarrassing. How can we let one man elude us like this?" another exorcist grumbled, kicking a stone in frustration.

"We need to find him, no matter what," Griselda declared, her jaw set with determination. "Keep searching every inch of this territory until we find him."

As the exorcists dispersed to resume their search, Griselda's mind raced with worry. How could they not find Akatsuki's trace at all? Frankly, it was humiliating for the Church not to find him in their own territory, and she could sense the frustration growing among the exorcists. Some were taking it personally, their impatience starting to boil over.

But despite the doubts and mounting pressure, Griselda couldn't abandon the search. The orders from the higher-ups were clear, and they needed to find Akatsuki to understand his intentions for entering their territory. He was a wildcard, and they couldn't afford to underestimate him. No matter how long it took, Griselda was determined to track him down and get the answers they needed.

Spirit Realm

In the throne room of the Phoenix Emperor, an injured phoenix knelt before the ruler. The man was a skilled informant cum assassin from the royal guards, boasting a B ranked power level. Despite being a phoenix, his wounds showed no signs of healing or worsening.

"What happened? Did you complete the task?" inquired Felix, the current Phoenix Emperor, his gaze fixed on the assassin.

"Yes, Your Majesty. I've gathered all the information regarding the one who contracted with the princess," the assassin began, detailing everything he knew about Kouske and the others.

However, he omitted any mention of Akatsuki, as he had never encountered information about him due to Kouske's constant teleportations and the interference of a certain maid.

"Hmm. He doesn't seem too bad. Nevertheless, keep a close watch on him and remain near my daughter," commanded Felix after a moment of contemplation.

"Um, your majesty. Observing him will become increasingly challenging from now on," nervously interjected the assassin, prompting Felix's curiosity.

"Why? Is that also the reason for your current condition?" inquired Felix, raising an eyebrow.

"Yes. Um, there's a dangerous maid in that household. I couldn't sense her aura, but I always felt her menace. Initially, she didn't obstruct my surveillance, but after a few months, she became aggressive. One day suddenly, she was right behind me, I didn't even know how or when, warning me not to spy on her master anymore. When I tried attacking her, I was instantly in this state without even knowing how and what happened. She didn't kill me and just left me with a warning and stated that there would be no next time. But, she still permitted me to remain close to the princess," recounted the assassin, visibly shaken by the memory of his encounter with her.

"How powerful was she, and why hasn't your wounds healed yet?" queried Felix, already suspecting the answer.

"I'm uncertain of her strength, but she effortlessly outmatched me. As for my wound, it refuses to heal, no matter what remedies I employ, even my own healing factors totally stopped working. Even the fatigue and the blood loss are still the same. It's as if my body is trapped in a static state," explained the assassin.

"It's likely time magic. Use this right now," instructed Felix, tossing him a vial of Phoenix Tears crafted by himself.

"Thank you, Your Majesty," expressed the assassin, applying the Phoenix Tears and witnessing gradual healing.

"Hmm. It's potent. Ordinarily, my Phoenix Tears would instantly heal wounds, but it appears they faced resistance, likely from her magic. She must possess considerable power. Avoid engaging her in combat. Focus solely on protecting my daughter," directed Felix, contemplating how to relay this information to his wife.

"As you command, your majesty," expresses the assassin.

"Hm. Now, what does my daughter do there?" pondered Felix.

"She mostly occupies herself indoors and plays human games. Then sleeping, shopping, and occasionally venturing out for tours," reported the assassin hesitantly.

Felix was taken aback by this revelation. He had anticipated her exploring the human world more extensively.

"Are the games truly that captivating?" muttered Felix.

"I've brought the one she was recently engrossed in," offered the assassin, handing the game to a nearby guard.

After that, Felix dismissed everyone, having much more to contemplate. As he held the game in his hands, if his wife and daughter were to have anything in common, he might find something new to occupy his wife's time and lessen the brunt of her mood swings. Felix still didn't know, that this simple decision of his would give birth to Japan's number one professional gaming duo. But that's a story for the future.

In a dimly lit apartment nestled closer to a slum area in Italy, the sounds of laughter and music filled the air as a party raged on. Amidst the chaos, a mother stood in the center of the room, her newest rich boyfriend by her side, her face contorted with anger and frustration. She had reached her breaking point, unable to bear the weight of her own troubles any longer.

"Get out!" she screamed, her voice cutting through the noise of the party. "I can't take care of you anymore! You're nothing but a burden!"

Tears streamed down the cheeks of the young girl, her heart breaking at her mother's words. She begged and pleaded, but her mother's eyes remained cold and distant.

"Don't ever dare to think about coming back!"

With a shove, she was pushed out into the cold night, the door slamming shut behind her.

In the crowded party house, amidst the laughter and music, harsh whispers and judgmental stares were exchanged as the malnourished young girl was thrown out onto the streets.

"What a disgrace," sneered one guest, casting a disdainful glance at the bony girl.

"She's filthy," remarked another, wrinkling their nose in disgust as they looked at her through the glass window. "She belongs to the slums. No wonder she's been kicked out."

"Mama! Mama! Please..."

But her cries were drowned out by the jubilant noise of the celebratory party, as her mother was swept away by the excitement of her boyfriend's proposal.

Alone and vulnerable, the young girl wandered the streets, her stomach growling with hunger. She searched desperately for scraps of food, even resorting to rummaging through trash bins in a futile attempt to ease her gnawing hunger, fighting off street dogs for a single bite of the spoiled food. But the spoiled food she found only made her vomit and sick.

As the young girl stumbled through the alleyways, desperately searching for scraps of food, the reactions of those around her grew even colder. Mothers pulled their children away, their faces twisted in disgust as their little ones pointed at the girl in tattered clothes, dirt smeared across her face.

"Don't look at her, darling," one mother scolded her child, tugging them along. "She's dirty. Probably from the slums. We don't associate with people like that."

The young girl felt the sting of rejection with each passing gaze, each whispered insult cutting deeper into her already wounded spirit. But she pressed on, her determination to survive outweighing the cruel words and judgment of those around her.

After days of wandering the streets, she stumbled upon the place she once called home, only to find it sealed with a notice of being sold. Her mother had abandoned her, leaving her to fend for herself on the streets.

With her last bit of hope shattered, she collapsed in the alleyway, her heart broken and her spirit crushed. In her weakened state, she could barely see through the tears that blurred her vision.

As her strength waned and her vision darkened, street rats biting into her flesh, she caught sight of a silhouette in the shadows. With the last of her energy, she cried out for help, her voice barely a whisper in the night. And then, everything went black.

"He..lp..."

68. Italian Adventures: Part 4.

Kouske's POV

Over the past few days, we've been exploring various places in Italy. Lavinia even took a day to visit her parents' house.

I had two more meetings with Esri, during which we agreed that I would teach Dia magic and help her master her sacred gear, providing her with magical books.

Today was supposed to be the day I met Dia, as Esri had planned to introduce us. However, I didn't anticipate seeing Lavinia and the others at the house. I assumed they were out sightseeing. Could Lavinia have come because Dia was in the same city? I could swear I saw her exchanging messages on her phone.

"Ko-kun?" Lavinia's surprise was evident when she spotted me. I had mentioned that I would be occupied for a while.

"Hey there. Are you here to meet Dia?" I inquired, and she nodded eagerly. It was nice to see her expanding her circle of friends.

"Ko-kun? Didn't you say he's younger than you, Lavinia-san?" Dia questioned, looking puzzled.

"He is!" Lavinia affirmed, pointing at me, which only seemed to spark more curiosity from Esri. I could feel her squinting gaze boring into me.

"Care to explain?" Esri prompted, her tone demanding answers.

"Ha ha ha," I chuckled nervously, unsure of how to respond.

Just then, Sakuya emerged from the kitchen with snacks, accompanied by another individual. She appeared apologetic, likely having overheard our conversation with her touki enhanced hearing. I wasn't even aware when she had learned touki. After I briefly explained it to her, she managed to acquire the skill over time. Esri requested that the other girl leave, and now she was glaring at me. It seemed like it was going to be a challenging night.

*sigh*

After some explanation, Esri was furious, to say the least. However, she begrudgingly agreed to let Dia learn about her sacred gear and magic from us. The whole ordeal was exhausting.

As we all headed back to our hotel together, I suddenly felt a connection and saw some faint strings. They were slowly fading, indicating a severed connection. But what caught my attention more were the dark red strings. Someone was in mortal danger. So, after asking Sakuya to escort them home, I hurried to the location.

What I found there was far from pleasant.

In one of the alleyways, I discovered a young blonde girl lying face down, blood seeping from her body where street rats had bitten into her flesh. Her complexion was pale, indicating malnourishment, likely from not eating for days, given her emaciated frame and torn, dirty clothes. Quickly dispatching the rats, I administered a healing potion that restored her health and even brought back some color to her complexion. Exhausted and likely fatigued, she slept soundly, her breathing steady.

I brought her back with me to the hotel and asked Sakuya to care for her. Sakuya appeared saddened by the sight, while Elle remained stoic. Grateful that Lavinia was already asleep, I instructed Sakuya to clean the girl and allow her to rest for the day. We could inquire about what happened in the morning. With that settled, I retired for some much-needed rest, mentally drained from the day's events.

I woke up feeling more exhausted than usual, so I slept in a bit longer. When I stepped outside the room, I saw the girl dressed in clean clothes, eating hungrily from the food that had been ordered. Tears streamed down her face as she ate, and her sadness struck a chord with me. Lavinia was already in tears at the sight of her.

"Eat slowly. There's plenty of food. I'll order more for you," Sakuya reassured the girl as she went to place another order, selecting various dishes for her.

"So, what's her name? And how did she end up there?" I asked Sakuya, knowing all too well that people in her condition are unfortunately not uncommon, influenced by societal, economic, or even supernatural factors. It was a sad reality.

"Well, she didn't even react when she woke up in an unfamiliar place. I tried asking her, but she didn't say anything. Her empty stomach was rumbling loudly from hunger, so I brought her out to get some food," Sakuya explained.

To be honest, I recognized her from the resemblance. After we finished breakfast, we attempted to inquire about her family and background, but she remained silent. Her once beautiful greenish-yellow eyes appeared empty and devoid of life. Eventually, I resorted to using 'Cognizance Nexus' to read her mind.

Unfortunately, the revelations about her mother were not pleasant. I shared this information with Sakuya through our mental link. For now, we decided to keep her with us. Lavinia is doing her best to help her open up.

"But what should we call you?" Lavinia asked.

"Anything you like," the girl replied.

"How about Tarte? Do you like that name?" I suggested, seeing no reason to change her name from her franchise.

"Hm," she replied.

"Then I'll just call you Tarte-chan," Lavinia decided.

Over the next few days, we traveled through Italy with Tarte. Although she didn't speak much about herself, she started becoming less reserved and more lively. One day, she even spoke to me with a smile on her face.

"Thank you, Kouske-sama. I heard you were the one who saved me and brought me here," Tarte said, bowing slightly. Was she trying to imitate Sakuya?

"Don't worry. I'm just glad you're okay. And there's no need to call me like that. Just call me Kouske," I replied, patting her head gently.

Tarte was with us when we met Esri and Dia. I gave Dia a bracelet to conceal her sacred gear and left some books with her for the time being. She turned out to be quite studious, and Lavinia enjoyed spending time with her. Esri was cordial but her lingering glare hinted that she was still upset with me. When Esri learned about Tarte's situation, she even offered to let Tarte stay at her house, but Tarte didn't give her an immediate reply.

After a few days, it was time for me to visit Ferrari's Headquarters in Maranello, the town famed for Ferrari.

As soon as we arrived, I wasted no time heading straight to the museum showcasing the iconic red cars, including the legendary F1 models. While I immersed myself in exploring the exhibits, Sakuya showed keen interest in the town's history, Lavinia and Elle admired the craftsmanship and marveled at the engineering, and Tarte soaked in the atmosphere with wide-eyed wonder.

Following our museum visit, we proceeded to the Ferrari headquarters, where the managers and staff warmly received us after verifying our identities. The entry permit was under Akatsuki's name, and the staff proceeded to guide us around, explaining the details and history of Ferrari. It was fascinating to witness the direct influence of the Miyamura Conglomerates.

After hours of exploring the intricacies of Ferrari production, I couldn't resist asking the ultimate question. "Are there any spare cars I could buy today?" I inquired enthusiastically.

"Are you even old enough to drive?" the manager replied, amused by my request but eager to accommodate the young enthusiast.

"Don't worry. I am old enough to drive," I reassured him. Even in my adult form, I looked quite young. Maybe I should alter my appearance a bit.

As the manager led us to view available stock, Elle couldn't help but question my driving abilities. "I'll wing it. My instincts are supernatural," I joked, causing Lavinia to worry.

"Just don't embarrass us, please," Elle added, echoing Lavinia's concerns.

Truth be told, I am quite a proficient driver. My excitement bubbled over as we delved deeper into the showroom.

Afterwards, I drove around the area for about half an hour. Seeing me drive, Lavinia expressed a desire to drive too, but she was neither old enough nor did she know how to drive. Sakuya intervened to prevent her from doing so, which left Lavinia a bit disappointed. Incidentally, Sakuya took the wheel for a while.

Lavinia and Elle seemed a bit sad not to have the chance to drive, so I promised to make up for it sometime. Tarte was visibly excited as she looked around the place, although she didn't show or voice her excitement.

After a while, I approached the manager with a smile, explaining my intentions to have the cars shipped back to Japan. In the end, I bought two cars. One can never have too many cars.

It was time for us to return to Japan. Lavinia and I would occasionally visit to assist Dia with her magic, so there was no need for lengthy goodbyes. The real dilemma lay in deciding Tarte's future. She would have to choose where she wanted to live—whether to join us in Japan or stay with Esri, who had already offered her a place.

While we awaited her decision, Lavinia was quite emotional, clinging to Tarte and shedding tears.

"Can't she stay with us?" Lavinia asked tearfully, looking at me and Sakuya.

"Reni-chan, it's up to Tarte to decide. If she wants to stay with us, we'd be delighted to have her. But if she prefers to stay with Esri and Dia in her home country, we must respect her choice. It's her decision," Sakuya explained calmly to Lavinia.

After some time, Tarte spoke up in a soft voice, barely audible.

"Um... I would like to stay with you guys if possible. I like it here," Tarte said.

"Are you sure? You'll be moving to a new country with a different culture," Sakuya inquired.

"Yes, I want to go. I don't enjoy staying here," Tarte replied.

"Then welcome to the family," Lavinia said with a smile.

"Yes. Thank you," replied a teary eyed Tarte.

With Tarte's decision made, we boarded our flight and returned home to Japan. Sorting out her paperwork and passport wasn't difficult, given my knowledge of her true identity. However, I would need to create a new identity for her in Japan. When the time was right, Tarte would share more about herself willingly, and we would be there to support her every step of the way.

We introduced Tarte to everyone around us and shared some souvenirs with them. Uncle Ryuga was especially pleased with my choice of cars when they arrived. It was also nice to see the old granny again.

For now, Tarte has been equipped with the same translation magic that Lavinia initially used. Tarte will just have to gradually learn Japanese on her own. She has already witnessed magic during our time with Dia. Unfortunately, Tarte doesn't possess any sacred gears, but her affinity for lightning is extraordinary. I plan for her to learn spearmanship and magic, as she is eager to learn and strengthen herself to live in this supernatural world.

Tarte has also taken an interest in learning from Sakuya about being a maid. No one forced her; she asked Sakuya herself. God knows why! However, Sakuya isn't going easy on her during the training. Sometimes, I feel like my house is turning into a female orphanage and childcare center.

As I pondered these thoughts, a certain magical girl unexpectedly appeared on our doorstep.

69. Expanding Business.

Kouske's POV

I was helping Sakuya make breakfast when we noticed Serafall standing outside our house, nonchalantly using the doorbell outside the barrier and main gate as if nothing had happened. The audacity of this gal!

She had actually attempted to break in three times before when we weren't at home. When her teleportation failed, she tried to breach the barrier, but anything less than her strongest attack couldn't make a dent in it.

But her strongest attack could have blown the city to smithereens. Despite my gesture of disabling the auto curse system on the barrier, she was acting as if she had done nothing wrong. So, I went outside to meet her.

"Good morning, Kouske-kun! How have you been? I've missed you!" Serafall greeted with false innocence.

"Good morning. Are you planning another break-in attempt today?" I replied evenly, staring at her.

"W-what are you talking about?" she stammered, glancing around nervously.

Giving her a pointed look, I allowed her to enter before heading back inside.

"Watch out for the curses. They can be quite nasty," I remarked, sensing her discomfort as she checked herself for curses with spells.

"If you don't know, I disabled the curses. No need to worry," I added with a smirk, irritated by her presence.

Leading her to the meeting room, I took a seat on the sofa.

"Please, have a seat. Would you like some coffee? You're here so early in the morning. What brings you?" I inquired, though I already had an inkling.

"A cup of coffee would be nice. You have a lovely home," Serafall replied, switching to her casual magical girl demeanor, ignoring our earlier conversation.

"Okay. It's unusual to see you here, especially after your previous attempts. You must have something on your mind. Let's get to it," I said, mentally telling Sakuya to bring coffee and snacks.

As Serafall attempted to make small talk to put me at ease and possibly extract information, I couldn't conceal my annoyance knowing her intentions. Consequently, our conversation didn't proceed as smoothly as she might have expected.

After some time, Sakuya arrived with snacks, and Serafall's expression was priceless—her eyes seemed ready to pop out of their sockets. Sakuya handed us the snacks and left without saying much, leaving Serafall staring at us as if she'd seen a ghost. I sneakily took some pictures of her gobsmacked face before she snapped out of it.

"Kouske-kun! Who is she?" Serafall asked, pointing in the direction Sakuya had left.

"Sakuya? She's my maid," I replied nonchalantly, inwardly amused by Serafall's reaction.

Serafall continued to inquire about Sakuya, growing more and more confused with my vague responses. She seemed to be drawing her own conclusions in her head. Then, out of nowhere, I presented my Sabnock Clan Head magic circle to her, leaving her even more bewildered. I even crafted some weapons using the bloodline ability that was believed to be extinct.

"Why do you have that? Who are you?!" she demanded, her tone serious.

I quickly fabricated a story about my devil mother and other matters before realizing it was time for school. Secretly relieved for the distraction, I had no intention of satisfying Serafall's curiosity after her three burglary attempts without any remorse. Until she apologized, I wouldn't provide her with more information. Yes, I can be quite petty.

"I'm afraid I must head to school now, Sera. We can continue this discussion later," I declared, teleporting her outside before she could respond. As she vanished, I showcased the Beelzebub Clan's ability, King of Flies, which only added to her bewilderment. She hadn't even gotten to the reason for her visit, likely to inquire about Akatsuki and the powerful barrier. Over the next few days, I avoided her like the plague!

After that, I met up with James. He may be a bit of an idiot, but he still has some useful connections. So, I recruited him to start working on building an information network, no matter how small it starts. In a few years, it will definitely be worth the effort.

The meeting and deal with Azazel and the Nakiri Clan went smoothly. We finalized contracts and signed them, agreeing on a set amount of potions to be sold over the next five years at a fixed price. It's a reasonable quantity, not too much or too little. If they need more, they'll have to purchase from my upcoming website launching next month. I set my prices lower than what Phenex charges Devils for Phenex Tears.

Surprisingly, the Nakiri Clan Head was courteous and appreciative, despite belonging to the Five Principal Clans. During the meeting, I noticed a shy girl sneakily observing from a distance—it added a fun twist to the atmosphere.

Azazel continues to be relaxed and casual around me these days, though I'm not sure if it's genuine or just an act. He seems open and unguarded. Shemhazai is quiet and reserved, while Penemue comes off as cold and honestly kind of scary, yet undeniably sexy.

I've also had the chance to meet some of the other Cadres, but I haven't encountered Baraqiel yet; he's probably with his wife. Many of the fallen angels seemed frightened upon seeing me in Grigori Headquarters. I could sense silent hostility and fear from them, likely stemming from the video of my defeat of their Cadres.

Fortunately, I haven't crossed paths with Satanael or Kokabiel. They're still recovering, and Azazel probably prefers to keep us apart.

I've started going through the data from Satanael and the information Azazel has shared with me. Learning alongside Azazel doesn't mean I'll receive direct step-by-step guidance; instead, I have to learn by observing his research and working alongside him. It's proving to be a challenging and stressful process.

The situation is that while Azazel concentrated on replicating sacred gears similar to Yehweh's methods, Satanael's research delved extensively into creating parasitic-type sacred gears and harnessing monsters powers for this purpose. This direction explains Satanael's involvement with the Utsusemi organization in developing those grotesque parasitic creatures. Despite this, Azazel remains significantly ahead of Satanael in his research progress.

There was an interesting incident involving Kokabiel—they used a snake's tongue, using a Phenex Tear, to repair his damaged tongue. Phenex Tears can't regrow organs but can connect them if there's some compatibility. Surprisingly, the snake's tongue was more compatible than human or fallen organs. Kokabiel adamantly refused human organs, so a Grigori doctor cleverly used the snake's tongue when he found a match.

Unfortunately, the doctor is now on the run, and I pray for his safety.

During this time, I also met Cleria and her peerage. They had seen the video, and Mark seemed nonchalant about it. He seems like a great bro. We all gathered for dinner and conversation, with Rangiku and me playfully flirting and trying to outsmart each other through teasing while Cleria and Maria blushed like tomatoes, although Cleria was trying to keep a composed demeanor.

Meanwhile, Navirose gave me a hungry look—not the kind of look I preferred, but one that for battle. I had promised her a spar the next time we met, and we eventually had several intense sparring sessions. Despite winning due to my superior strength and speed, I realized she possessed superior sword skills compared to mine. Hiroshi-san was said to be an even better swordsman, so I saw sparring with Navirose as an opportunity to hone my skills and perhaps learn from her using the Sabnock Bloodline ability. We arranged to spar weekly, sometimes inviting others to join, making this period eventful and beneficial for my growth.

After that, I provided more sacred gear detecting devices to Yama-san and his crew, instructing them to report any devices that reacted. My goal was to recruit slowly, so I emphasized focusing only on specific areas I designated—ones outside supernatural jurisdiction, making it easier to operate without getting caught, thanks to information from James.

To safeguard against theft or tampering, I enchanted the devices with spells. If stolen or tampered with, they would teleport directly to me. I realized I was pushing them hard, even sending them to international borders, and felt a twinge of guilt for the strain I was putting them under.

However, the effort paid off as the crime rate due to the Yakuza dropped by 40% compared to previous years. I also found myself gaining a reputation akin to a demon or a don within the Yakuza community, instilling genuine fear in them.

I finally used the Falna on everyone. The only ones I used it on directly were Sakuya and Uncle Leon. I had the fortune of seeing her as red as tomato. I designated Sakuya as a 'Moderator' in the Falna system, allowing her to freely bless others with Falna on her own. Sakuya took this opportunity to bless all the girls in my house alongside Aunt Arene, Asagi, and Momo with Falna. I also bestowed the Falna upon James and Yama-san. Both of them were shocked and exhilarated by the sudden surge of power coursing through their veins. I had to 'gently' stop their overthinking and 'kindly' show them how dangerous the supernatural world can be.

Blessing Yama-san with Falna wasn't a spontaneous decision. That guy has genuinely earned a bit of my trust. He's level-headed and carries out my orders without question. He's content as the leader of the Yakuza and is gradually halting their illegal activities. Perhaps he could prove even more valuable to me in the future.

I also continued my discussions with Serafall after a month. By then, my products were being marketed on the DeviNet, and customers used race-specific methods to verify their identities—noble devils with magic circles, commoner devils demonstrating their demonic auras, and other races with similar processes online. During purchases, 'Vrita's Magic Circle' will confirm their identities, and I imposed limits on quantities to prevent hoarding. Goods were delivered through the same magic circle after successful transactions.

I sold a variety of fruits, vegetables grown in the Demiplane, and healing potions on my website, with plans to introduce rare potions like soul nourishing potions gradually. Each product had ranks from F(-) to B(+) and description indicating value, potency, taste, and scarcity. There are also higher-ranked goods, but they will not be sold for a long time, or perhaps never.

Initially, people doubted my products' authenticity, but with support from the Nakiris and Grigori, wealthier supernatural figures purchased and confirmed their validity, boosting sales. James managed media relations while I used my reputation on the website. Despite struggles to meet demand, I received help from Esri and Yama-san, who sent people who were then also contracted through my Taming skill. Sakuya and others also assisted. I couldn't keep up with demand alone, hoping to resolve this by recruiting more members.

Through 'Observe', I discovered some foods contained Gourmet Cells that could awaken them in others with significant consumption. Though it was still just a probability. So these foods were set aside, while others offered health benefits like fast healing, increased mana, or increase in affinity with certain elements—alongside having delicious taste. I increased prices for these special foods, detailing benefits on the website. Skeptics believed after lab results confirmed the claims, realizing they couldn't replicate these foods outside my Demiplane as these were made from literally just my imaginations. I changed the Miyamura house's diet and frequently supplied these to my close acquaintances.

Due to the sudden success of Akatsuki's website, Serafall approached me again, understanding the reason behind my avoidance. So she offered a reluctant apology, feigning remorse with fake tears as she pouted cutely. Annoyed, I also withheld details about Akatsuki whenever she asked a question. Serafall then shifted to my heritage—the extinct Sabnock lineage. Being a Sabnock descendant inheriting this lost bloodline and a Beelzebub descendant would cause significant upheaval in the Underworld.

We decided to keep this a secret to avoid scrutiny and potential exploitation by the devil council. Otherwise, according to Serafall, the devil council would try to manipulate and exploit me, treating me like a breeding horse for heirs. While I believe I could handle them, I'd prefer not to deal with them right now. My focus is on establishing Akatsuki and my business. Additionally, I need to recruit researchers and alchemists, and study chemistry, medicine, blacksmithing, and engineering to fully leverage the Sabnock Bloodline. I'll need to buy a thought-accelerating skill to cope, especially since I was just a normal Chemistry Major student in my previous life.

I reminded Serafall about my involvement with Akatsuki. She tried to reason with me talking about my racial duties, but ultimately understood my stance. I tried to make her promise not to disclose my situation to the other Satans for a few years. Her stance on this will affect my trust in her and the devil faction as a whole.

She argued that as a Satan, she had a duty and responsibility to at least inform the other Satans about me and preached about how great they are. After some negotiation, we agreed she could inform the three Satans without revealing my location or arranging a meeting for now. I want to be more prepared before meeting Ajuka.

Serafall even brought me books about blacksmithing. She seemed very interested about Sakuya and was shocked to learn that Sakuya was actually fully human and totally unrelated to Grayfia. I'm curious to see both of them meeting face-to-face, particularly Grayfia's reaction, given Sakuya's knowledge of her.

I also met Saibai and contracted him to work as a manga artist for me. Leveraging the Miyamuras vast connection, I had previously set up an agency. I'm buying scripts of famous manga, manhwa, and novels from my previous world from the Shop. I'll use the original authors' names but with different artists. I asked Saibai to introduce more artists to me. Over the next few years, the entertainment industry in this country will undergo a massive transformation, embracing true art instead of cheap imitations like Drag So Ball!

And just like that, two years flew by!

70. Schemes and Akatsuki.

Sukuna(sama?)'s POV

Yo! Sukuna-sama's back!

Can't remember me? I'm the legendary fighter who bravely faced off against the Yakuza boss two years ago.

I've always idolized the Yakuza lifestyle, and my dream finally came true when I joined the top group in town.

But those guys are something else. Just because I nearly beat the boss doesn't mean they should demote me! They've been making me do nothing but grunt work as punishment!

I've got more guts than the lot of them and have been in every gang fight since. Yet, those shameless pricks refuse to promote me. Even my underlings at school agree with me. And when I shared my boss fight story with them, I got demoted again.

*sigh*

They didn't even help with my medical bills. I had to borrow money from that rich kid at school to fix my teeth.

Despite us being Japan's top gang, crime rates are down because we only target the corrupt.

Maybe it's time I challenged Yama-san for leadership. I can run this gang better than he ever could.

Today I was summoned, and I had a good feeling that I might finally be promoted. They must have realized my greatness, likely due to my conversation with Ino-san yesterday. Ino-san is my direct superior, and I plan to help him rise up the ranks once I make it big.

As I entered the building, I greeted all the grunt members outside and quickly made my way inside to meet the branch head of our town. He was seated in a chair, so I greeted him promptly.

"Aniki! Thanks for meeting with me today!" I exclaimed, making a 90-degree bow to show respect, despite most of them being incompetent mobs.

"Yeah, I've heard about you. You're quite the troublemaker. But I didn't call you here to punish you again. Do you remember that crystal ball that lit up when you were... begging Ino-kun by grabbing his legs yesterday?" the mob asked.

His words made me as red as a tomato in shame. I wasn't really begging. I was just looking at something down there.

I had only heard about those devices, and some gang members carried them around, but I had never seen one before. Somehow, that thing was glowing last night.

He didn't wait for me to speak and continued, "Ino-kun said you've been annoyingly begging him every day for a promotion. But you've never done anything significant or won a single fight outside your own pretend school gang. On the contrary, you pick fights without thinking and end up losing. So we're kicking you out of the gang as of now," he declared.

I was momentarily stunned by his words. I quickly fell to his feet and begged for a second chance, but it didn't seem like he would change his decision. Anger clouded my mind, and for a moment, I had the desire to burn everything around me.

Then, fire manifested around my body. Instinctively, I created a condensed ball of fire in my palm and aimed it at himself. Even though it was sudden, I felt like I had been blessed with an amazing gift from God.

I felt like an anime protagonist, ready to burn all those who had turned a blind eye to my efforts. I expected the mob to panic and get burned, but to my surprise, he remained totally calm, and something like a barrier stopped the fire.

Then suddenly, someone struck me on the head from behind like a coward, and my consciousness started fading.

"Call the guys from Akatsuki. They won't even need a mental test to determine his nature. This guy's an irredeemable prick. Just ask them to extract his sacred gear and wipe his memories," I heard vaguely before blacking out completely.

Omniscient POV

Underworld

In a dimly lit room within the Bael Domain of the Underworld, a covert operation was underway.

Seated around an opulent table were men of significant influence, including Zekram Bael, the esteemed founder and inaugural Head of the House of Great King, the most politically potent figure in the Underworld.

Accompanying him were figures of high authority, among them the current head of the House of Bael.

As the deliberation began, the current head of the House of Bael addressed the pressing matter. "She is perilously close... If left unchecked, it's highly likely she will expose its existence."

One of the men inquired, "But how did she come to know of it?"

Frustration evident in his tone, another man interjected, "Satan only knows how she stumbled upon it!"

Seeking resolution, another participant focused on the eldest devil present. "Instead of dwelling on her discovery, we must strategize how to neutralize her before any potential repercussions manifest. My Lord, what is your directive?"

Remaining silent until now, the charismatic middle-aged man tapped his fingers against the table as he pondered the predicament involving the young girl from the House of Belial branch family.

After a prolonged moment of contemplation, he turned his gaze towards the individual who had presented the intelligence and inquired, "Is there anything else you would like to report concerning this girl?"

The man paused, recalling an important detail. "I've discreetly monitored her activities and observed a rapid increase in her and her peerage members' strength. Cleria, Rangiku, and Hiroshi have ascended to intermediate high-class power levels, with some possibly nearing peak high-class. The other members have all reached the pinnacle of mid-class strength."

"Oh, that's impressive for such young devils. It's unfortunate we have to eliminate her. If only..." Zekram mused, his expression pensive as he considered the matter.

After a moment, he continued, "Given their strength, we must ensure their demise by sending an ultimate-class devil. Additionally, gather some strays and offer them freedom if they can eliminate Cleria. Even if they fail, we can attribute her death to a powerful Cluster. After all, she has encountered one before, hasn't she?" Zekram directed his gaze at the informant, who nodded in confirmation. "It would be no issue if she were to encounter them again."

"What about the Protestant Church Exorcists stationed in that town?" one of the members interjected.

"Just bribe some of the Church higher-ups to temporarily relocate those exorcists elsewhere. We will fabricate a story claiming that Cleria and her peerage fell victim to the Cluster. When the Church members arrive to find injured strays preying on innocents, they will take action. Ensure to block any communication with her household and erect barriers to prevent their escape before the exorcists arrive," Zekram instructed, closing his eyes with a deep sense of sorrow at the necessity of severing such promising buds of the Underworld.

Kouske's POV

During these two years, many things have happened. Most notable among them are the new skills I purchased from the Shop: Memory Partition (D), Thought Acceleration (D), Blood Manipulation (C), and Deft Touch (C).

The first two are the same ones from the Nasuverse. The D rank Memory Partition allows me four partitions, meaning 256 different thoughts at once. I had to purchase it to keep pace with all the research and studying I'm doing while working alongside Azazel.

My blacksmithing skills have improved a bit due to Serafall providing some books on Sabnock's blacksmithing from the Underworld Library. And the last skill is only for *cough* *cough* experimental purposes.

My strength has improved to C rank over these two years, but the rate of increase has slowed down. The difference between a high rank and an ultimate rank is immense—it's like they belong to different realms. The power disparity grows even larger at later stages.

Hundreds of high-rank individuals would still be considered weak compared to a veteran ultimate-class powerhouse. However, somehow, the pervert had managed to overcome this difference with his plot armor in the story. The power dynamic in DxD is all over the place.

Because of my increase in strength, I've also unlocked Vritra's Darkness Manipulation, which is pretty neat. I already had this from Noctis, so it just made my skill affinity and proficiency stronger.

During this time, I've also collaborated with Vrita to enhance the efficiencies of the magical circles. We managed to improve the summoning circle of the system, increasing its efficiency from 68% to 70%. However, we couldn't achieve the same for the other two circles since they are already quite efficient.

Thanks to my new passive skills, learning and analyzing things have become far easier. I can comprehend more about magic circles and magic overall. I've been studying medicine, blacksmithing, alchemy, engineering, and magical books all at once. It's quite challenging to process and understand all this information in my head, even though the time required for studying has decreased and my efficiency has improved due to the skills. It's still quite a painful task.

My side business is also thriving. The agency has gained popularity, and many pirated mangas are being sold en masse. Not surprisingly, Serafall took a keen interest in the agency after discovering so many different and SUPERIOR mangas on the market. Soon anime and other merchandises will also be available.

So she delved into the agency's background and learned that the Miyamura Conglomerates was behind its establishment, although it was owned by Akatsuki. From then on, Serafall started pestering me every few days to arrange a meeting with the authors.

How could I set up a meeting for her with non-existent people? After many rejections, she decided to help popularize the agency and its works. In exchange, she requested that mangas centered around magical girls, especially ones depicting her TV program with her as the heroine, Magical Girl Levia-tan, be published.

So, I found the laziest available illustrator, someone always trying to skip work, and connected him with Serafall to collaborate on her project. I readily accepted her offer. I mean, why would I refuse when the authors and illustrators have to deal with her instead of me? I am getting free publicity in the process.

Should I publish some DARKER magical girl mangas through the agency? Her reaction would be priceless! He he he!

Lavinia and I have been alternating between visiting Dia and Esri's place. Dia has been steadily improving and growing stronger. She's naturally gifted and always eager to learn more about magic.

Meanwhile, Esri seems to have forgotten about that incident. After chatting with Esri and Dia for a bit, Sakuya also granted Falna to both of them.

There's also a new member in our household, not Tarte. Tarte has been more cheerful and the most dedicated among the girls in her training. She has started practicing with the spear and developing her lightning magic. And for some reason, she's taking after Sakuya and learning how to be a maid from her.

However, she still hasn't opened up to tell us about her difficult situation with her bitch of a mother. So, we haven't taken any action against her bitchy mother yet. We'll wait a bit longer. Otherwise, I might make things difficult for that bitch in a year or two.

The new member at home is actually the innocent Asia. I was able to kidna... persuade... her to leave the church quite easily. She was in an orphanage under the church's ownership, and it didn't take much convincing to take her with us.

She still hasn't awakened her sacred gear, so they weren't really against leaving her with us. It's ironic to think they were treating her well until now, but everything would have changed drastically once she awakened her so-called "god-given gift" and was hailed as a saint.

They would have viewed her like a monster, isolated her, given her lesser food, and pocketed every single penny she made. Human nature can be quite rotten and ungrateful.

At least in my household, she will grow up happily among a loving and caring family. I brought her six months ago. She's quite timid but extremely pure and good-natured. Sakuya also granted her Falna.

All the girls might level up soon. Aiz managed to reach level two in around one year, which was the fastest. But this world has a different power system. People can easily get stronger here with hard work, unlike in Danmachi where just hard work alone doesn't cut it for everyone.

So, many of the girls have already leveled up, and the others will hopefully level up soon too. The Falna system is quite beneficial for the humans in this world, allowing them to match the supernatural even in brute strength and power.

I also formed a contract with Asia, granting my fires the ability to heal through the Synthesis Skill. Additionally, my Taming skill has been upgraded, allowing me to share two skills simultaneously now.

Recruiting members for Akatsuki has been quite successful. Over the past two years, we've brought in approximately 150 members, many of whom are sacred gear holders, half-humans (like half-fallen or half-devils or half-humans from various mythologies), skilled mages, craftsmen (such as blacksmiths, alchemists, doctors, and engineers etc), and researchers.

To aid in this process, I purchased specialized devices capable of detecting people's affinities, talents, or half-human lineage, allowing for extensive searches.

Each member has entered into a 50-50 taming contract with me. And I provide them with a home, salary, safety, and training in exchange for their work. Those who declined our offer had their memories wiped and were sent back home. For those who agreed to join, I granted Falna to enhance their abilities.

I've established a fully functional facility within the Demiplane to accommodate our members. While it's been costly, the investment is justified by the prospect of having a formidable army of demi-gods in the making at my disposal.

I've equipped them with the blue summoning circle of the system, which allows them to create portals connecting to the Demiplane for easy access and magic. However, their access is limited to a specific area within a barrier, separating it from other important sections of the Demiplane.

These members have also been instrumental in supporting my business on the DeviNet website, serving as valuable labor for our operations.

The business website is thriving despite various disturbances, with many customers purchasing products regularly. Among the most popular items are Gourmet Strawberries, Rainbow Fruit, Mystery Soup, Dragon Apples, Vanilove Fruit, LuminaPom Apples, and VerdeSalad Grass.

Rainbow Fruit and Vanilove Fruit stand out as the top sellers, even though Rainbow Fruit was sold only once through an auction that generated substantial revenue—I think Freyja purchased that fruit. I doubt she'll be able to appreciate any other fruits of lesser quality for quite some time, so I just pray for the Norse Gods who has to endure the annoyance of an unsatisfied petty Goddess.

I faced several assassination attempts due to my business website, which led to hired assassins targeting me in public. However, I quickly adapted by concealing my movements and evading further attacks. Naturally, I retaliated against these assassins and eliminated them.

These attacks were orchestrated by prominent supernatural figures within the food industry, notably the Amy and Shax noble houses of the Underworld. These houses control the devil faction's food industry and likely saw my potential mass food distribution as a threat.

Surprisingly, the Phenex house has remained inactive, possibly because I'm currently only selling low-grade healing potions. While these potions aren't common, some people have been able to make them previously, but the costs were usually very high and kept secret within their own factions.

However, my potions are not only more efficient but also cost-effective. Hence, I've managed to sell them in bulk at reasonable prices. I've heard reports of people purchasing these potions even during ongoing combat situations, acknowledging their effectiveness compared to the overly expensive Phenex Tears.

For now, only Grigori and the Nakiris have access to the higher-ranking potions comparable to the Phenex Tears. I plan to introduce them to the market slowly in the upcoming years. Serafall also approached me to make a contract with her family to provide a set amount of these low-grade potions for use in their hospitals.

For now, I've sent a subtle warning to the Shax and Amy clan houses by orchestrating strategic disruptions. I pilfered money and goods from three of their warehouses and cast a widespread Chronos Lock spell on some of their lands, rendering them unable to cultivate crops for several years. This was a calculated move to convey my message without causing widespread chaos within the devil faction, keeping the damage minimal.

To carry out these actions, I utilized Time Magic, which some people had already witnessed me using before. The purpose behind my actions was clear: to dissuade further interference. The Shax and Amy clans were taken aback when they realized that their warehouses were compromised overnight.

I mean, no one would have thought that something as simple as an army of ants could possess the ability to teleport items. I shared the skills with the ants and provided them with the necessary energy for the teleportation. No one would have suspected ants to be capable of such feats. Those two clans are still trying to figure out exactly what happened.

Despite their discreet efforts to investigate the situation, they have refrained from disclosing the incident to the media, likely due to the embarrassment it would bring upon them. I hope that my message has been well received, and they maintain cautious silence for the foreseeable future, especially considering their inability to discern how I managed to steal from them. The fear should serve as an effective deterrent.

On a different topic, Azazel and the Nakiris have been incredibly supportive and helpful to me, particularly Azazel. I didn't expect him to go so far. We've shared conversations over drinks, and he has realized that I might share a pacifist inclination like him. We've hit it off, and he's genuinely fun to be around.

Speaking of Azazel, he's currently in seclusion, focusing on his... 'little brother'. Azazel has a penchant for suggesting visits to brothels, but I am not really keen on using their services. Sakuya got wind of one such suggestion and swiftly put a stop to Azazel's nightly activities for a good few months using her Time Magic. The result? His "little bro" is now quite intimidated by Sakuya, which I found hilarious and shared a laugh about with Penemue and Shemhazai. It was amusing to see even Shemhazai laugh, given his usual serious demeanor.

On another note, Shemhazai seems to be dating a commoner devil. From what I recall, they'll have a child during canon time, which solidifies the peace treaty due to the union between a Fallen Cadre and a commoner pure devil.

I've had conversations with various other Cadres and gotten to know them better. I also had the chance to meet Baraqiel, who's back after losing both his wife and daughter. He's focusing on work for now, and we're not close enough for me to offer any advice.

Regarding Kokabiel, I recently learned more about him and gained some semblance of respect, despite finding him annoying with a punchable face. Azazel made sure we never crossed paths.

Kokabiel fell from grace because he tried to aid humanity, which I found intriguing. He deeply loved humanity and sought to protect them. However, his faith was shattered when he witnessed a human village under attack by devils summoned by humans themselves.

Despite his best efforts to save as many as he could, both humans and devils callously took hostages, including the pregnant, children, and elderly, to escape from him. Witnessing such cruelty firsthand drove him into a rage, leading him to retaliate by killing every devil and collaborating human in a fit of fury. This act of vengeance caused him to fall from grace as an angel.

Embittered by his fall and feeling betrayed by his Father and Heaven, Kokabiel became twisted in his views, caring only for his fellow Fallen even if it meant sacrificing innocent Fallen lives to strengthen their faction. He gained many followers within the Grigori with this mindset.

Apart from this, in the past two years, I've faced off against four evil gods, liberated several human cities from their grasp, and seized their territories. Videos of these battles, especially showcasing my thousands of tamed monsters and Time Magic, have circulated widely. As a result, I believe people are beginning to take me more seriously.

On a separate note, I have kept those evil Gods and some of their stronger subordinates alive. They will be the first subjects of my experiments to create artificial sacred gears. I intend to extract their full powers for this purpose. They are currently locked in a static state using my Time Magic within a prison in the Demiplane.

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Chapter 33

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71. Conspiracy in Kuoh town.

Omniscient POV

"Touji-san, why are we suddenly being dispatched to the church town miles away? Wouldn't the exorcists in the neighboring town have sufficed if it were just an emergency?" questioned a young man in his early twenties.

"I know, Masaomi-kun. I'm also a bit skeptical about all this. It does seem fishy. The atmosphere in this town feels strange today. I sense something ominous. But we must follow orders from above," replied Touji, leading the other exorcists with him.

sigh

"Do you think they might be hiding something from us? Sending us away to do something behind our backs in this town?" contemplated Masaomi.

"The church's activities have been increasingly suspicious lately. May the Lord guide us. Let's hope for the best. We shouldn't dwell on these thoughts. Let's quickly finish our job and return," said Touji as he hastened towards the station.

"Cleria, I think it's time to tell your brother about this. The longer you wait, the more dangerous it becomes," urged Rangiku, trying to reason with her.

"No. You know how seriously nii-sama takes the rating games. I can't break his heart without concrete proof," replied Cleria, looking pale.

They've been discussing this topic back and forth for the last few weeks. It all started when Cleria attended a banquet arranged by the Baels in the Underworld.

While admiring and exploring one of the oldest castles in the Underworld, which has retained its original design despite the modern era, she overheard two people discussing her brother in a side room. This place wasn't even somewhere she wasn't supposed to be.

So naturally, she was interested upon hearing her elder cousin's name. However, she wasn't really prepared to hear about something called King pieces. She had never heard of such items before.

Apparently, even some of the top players in the rating game use King pieces to control the law and economy of the Underworld under the leadership of the Great King Faction.

These two individuals were frustrated because, despite using the King piece, which significantly enhances the user's demonic power by 10 to 100 times, the users still couldn't surpass Diehauser Belial to claim the top spot.

Startled by what she heard, Cleria accidentally made a noise, alerting the room's occupants to her presence. Since then, Cleria had been trying to gather more information about King pieces. However, it became apparent that the Great King Faction was aware of her activities and was now monitoring her closely.

As they discussed everything, they suddenly felt a barrier being erected around the area. The main door of the house was violently attacked and eventually broke down, allowing twelve strays of various mutilated appearances to enter. Three of them were high-class in power.

Without needing to say anything, Cleria and her peerage quickly got into position and began to attack the strays. They were puzzled by how so many strays had suddenly entered the town undetected, let alone their own house, and were curious about the origin of the barrier.

"You are Cleria Belial, right?" asked one of the strays.

"Yes. But how did you all get here?" Cleria asked.

"Our ticket to freedom," replied one of the strays as they lunged to attack her, leaving Cleria and her peerage confused by the meaning behind the words.

Rangiku quickly used her weapon to create a cloud of ashes, obscuring the interior and the view of the enemies. Meanwhile, Cleria, Juvia, and Maria began charging magic spells, while the others charged straight at the enemies in this momentary blindside.

Hiroshi targeted a high-class stray that resembled a mix between a cheetah and an eagle, aiming for its legs and wings with his sword to intercept it as it lunged toward Cleria. His sword managed to sever only one of its wings, but the stray twisted its legs to dodge and leaped directly at Cleria. Hiroshi, however, was faster and slashed the stray on its back, halting its attack.

Meanwhile, Mark charged at a stray with a rhinoceros head to intercept its charge with his axe, while Navirose executed a beautiful arc of light with her sword, leaving multiple cuts on its body.

"Drip, drip, drop."

Almost instantly, blades of boiling water slashed at multiple strays while Rangiku leaped forward with her weapon to attack one of the high-class strays. The bear-faced stray blocked her strikes with its claws, but suddenly, ashes as sharp as blades surrounded its limbs, cutting deeper into its flesh and causing it to growl in pain.

Cleria dispelled the magics of two strays—one high-class and one middle-class—using her clan trait, "Worthless," and then attacked them with her own magic. Maria bombarded the strays with wind magic while defending herself from attacks using the "Whirlwind Shield" spell taught by Akatsuki. Juvia created a whirlpool of boiling water, scorching the flesh of many strays.

The fight didn't last long. Although it required effort, Cleria and her peerage managed to defeat all the strays. They were surprised at their increased power over the past two years and the difference in the situation compared to their last encounter with a cluster. And this one was even stronger than the last one. The reason it was comparatively easier was also because the strays lacked any cooperation among themselves and focused solely on attacking Cleria, which ended up even hindering each other with their own attacks.

However, they couldn't discern the reason for the attack or how the strays arrived. But the barrier remained, trapping them inside and preventing any messages from being sent outside. They used Akatsuki's low-grade potions to fully restore their health, as they hadn't sustained any major injuries, and remained vigilant for any new enemies.

Inside the house, the damage was severe—the building was left in ruins.

Not long after, a man in a luxurious brown coat approached them, clapping his hands.

"Marvelous. You've done better than I expected. You've truly grown stronger since the last time we met, Lady Cleria," the man said jovially.

"You... You're Lord Greyrat. Why is Lord Bael's personal butler here?" Cleria asked, already suspecting the reason.

"Well, it seems you've come to know too much. Haven't you heard the proverb, 'Curiosity killed the cat'? You shouldn't have been snooping around like that," Greyrat replied, sounding disappointed.

"Are you behind all of this? Did the Great King put you up to it?" Cleria asked, fully understanding the hopeless situation before her as she attempted to contact her brother discreetly. However, due to the barrier, all her efforts were futile.

"You already know the answer. Now that you've discovered the existence of the King pieces, we have no choice but to silence you. And stop your futile attempts to contact your family. Any communication is blocked within this barrier. It would have been better if you had just died during the Cluster attack. But now I have to dirty my own hands," Greyrat said, looking at Cleria with pity but his eyes betrayed his excitement.

"Do you think my family will let you get away with this? Even if it's the Great King Faction, you won't escape punishment for killing me so brazenly," Cleria replied weakly, fearing the fate she had brought upon her peerage.

"You don't have to worry about that. To avoid trouble, we've already planned what to tell the Underworld. You all will be declared dead, having fought the Cluster here and mutually destroyed each other. The evidence is already here. These fools really thought they would gain freedom by killing you. Ha ha ha," Greyrat said as if explaining to naive children, pointing at the remains of the Cluster. As he prepared to kill them all, he had no issue enlightening these few foolish children.

"You, stop talking nonsense," Mark said as he dashed forward with his axe to attack Greyrat.

"No, stop!" yelled the others alongside Cleria.

Greyrat effortlessly swatted Mark away, sending him flying and causing his bones to break before the impact against the debris-laden wall. The power disparity between an intermediate Ultimate Class and a peak Middle Class was clearly evident.

"Mark!" Cleria yelled as she tried to reach him.

Before she could take a step towards him, Greyrat was already in front of her, smiling as he looked at her despair. He conjured an ice spear in his hand and pushed it toward Cleria's heart with minimal effort. Just before it could reach her, two swords intercepted its advance. It was Hiroshi and Rangiku, barely managing to halt the ice spear with all their strength, while Navirose swiftly moved behind Greyrat to slash at him with her nodachi.

Greyrat's smirk deepened, fully aware of how futile their struggle was. He enjoyed killing his prey after plunging them into despair. His barrier effortlessly blocked Navirose's attack, and he easily pushed back both Hiroshi and Rangiku with his ice spear.

Hiroshi used the momentum to slide off his sword and directed it at Greyrat's neck, while Rangiku conjured blades of ash from all sides and launched them at him. However, his barrier smoothly repelled all of them. Meanwhile, Cleria had already rushed towards Mark and administered a potion to mend his broken hands.

"It's futile. It wouldn't be fun if you all died so soon. So at least entertain me a bit," Greyrat said, casting a condescending gaze upon them.

Cleria focused solely on deciphering Greyrat's barrier, utilizing her clan trait to deactivate it. After several exchanges resulting in various injuries for them, as Greyrat continued to toy with them, Cleria successfully decoded his barrier and rendered it inactive.

Immediately, a pillar of steaming hot water engulfed him, accompanied by blades of sharp ash weapons and various magical attacks like wind bullets aimed at his location. However, to everyone's horror, when the smoke cleared, he was no longer there; instead, he stood a few feet away from the center of the attack, his smirk unchanged as he looked at them.

"Did you think I wouldn't take your clan trait into account? But you are not your brother, so you cannot defeat me!" Greyrat replied haughtily, looking down on them.

By this point, everyone was close to exhaustion and riddled with injuries. Despite the absence of his barrier, Greyrat continued to playfully engage with them.

"I will kill your peerage members first. One by one, all of them in front of you. Then it will be your turn, Cleria Belial. Look closely. First, I will kill this rude Rook of yours," Greyrat threatened, glaring at Cleria while gripping Mark by his throat, tightening his hold by the second. Just as he was about to snap Mark's neck, the sound of the barrier being broken was heard, along with a new voice.

"Stop. I would worry more about my hand if I were in your place," spoke out the voice of a man.

"Akatsuki-san?" Cleria whispered in astonishment.

"So you're telling me you actually forgot about me for two whole years while leaving me in that big dark place?" asked Ddraig, his voice filled with anger and disbelief, directed at the nonchalant Kousuke.

"Can't really say much as I was pretty busy for the past two years. So it kinda slipped my mind," Kousuke said casually as he checked the trinket's status.

"And what about you, Vritra?" asked Ddraig.

"No comments," replied Vritra.

"Why, you!" Ddraig sighed after a long silence. At least he could see the bright light again after so long. He would rather not go back to that place again.

"Now what? Are you going to inherit my sacred gear?" asked Ddraig curiously.

"Hell no!" replied Vritra, confirming Ddraig's suspicion.

Dragons are very possessive creatures by nature, and they would never willingly share something with other dragons.

"You're not mad that I stole you out of your host?" asked Kousuke, genuinely curious.

"And why would I be worried about that? You weren't the first to ever do this. And I'm rather happy to have dodged such a bullet. That pervert's thoughts are insane. If his brain is so rotten at such a young age, who knows what he might be like in the future," said Ddraig.

"Trust me, you wouldn't want to know," replied Kousuke mysteriously, sparking Ddraig's interest.

"What do you mean?" asked Ddraig.

"It's better left unsaid," replied Kousuke.

"So what is it that you want in life?" asked Ddraig, deciding to overlook that conversation.

"I want power and peace. To live my life unrestrained with my loved ones," Kousuke replied readily.

"Hmm. I guess yours isn't the worst of the bunch, quite modest even. Then I will lend you my powers," replied Ddraig.

"Didn't I already say no on his behalf?" replied an angered Vritra.

Sigh

"Women... By the way, how are you even talking right now? Weren't your soul fragmented and scattered?" asked Ddraig.

Vritra stuck to their usual excuse. While Ddraig didn't fully believe them, he thought to bring up the more important question.

"So who's gonna be my host? If you do not want my power, I'm pretty sure you already have someone else in mind to inherit it for you. But remember, if I do not approve of that person, I will not help them at all," replied Ddraig firmly.

"Yeah. I already have someone in mind. She is an honest soul. A bit naive and timid but hardworking. She also has a healing-type sacred gear, Twilight Healing. Her name is Asia Argento. If trained well, she will be powerful with her boosted healing," said Kousuke.

"Hmm. I never had any wielders with such potent healing powers. Twilight Healing is the best healing-type sacred gear out there other than the Longinuses like Sephiroth Graal. Alright. Let's meet her first," replied Ddraig.

"I have already told her about this. Do not scare her or anything. She is still just a child," said Kousuke.

"Who do you think I am, kid? I have dealt with brats more than once," said Ddraig as he tried but couldn't recall any memories of kids other than beating the shit out of the annoying young Welsh Dragons around him.

"Umm... Is this the trinket you were talking about, Kousuke-san?" asked Asia, looking at the boosted gear.

"Yes. This is the one," replied Kousuke.

"Hey! Who are you calling a trinket?! I am one of the two Heavenly Dragons, The Red Dragon Emperor!" roared Ddraig in pride with his introduction. It would have been epic if not for the fact that the boosted gear just looked like a small trinket inside the circular bubble over Kousuke's hands.

Kousuke let the two of them talk for a while where Ddraig asked about Asia's ambitions and all. Ddraig wasn't really impressed with Asia's lack of ambition, but he knew better. It would be better to slowly make the naive girl more ambitious and train her than be stuck in that place again. He has a score to settle with his eternal rival. So Asia Argento officially became the Red Dragon Empress of this generation, but soon after Kousuke was nowhere to be seen.

"Was it alright for us to return so suddenly, Shidou-san? We were told to stay in that town for at least one more day," said a worried-looking exorcist, their concern making Touji even more suspicious.

"There was nothing even close to an emergency in that town. They were clearly wasting our time. This is just straight-out fishy. Something is definitely going on behind our backs. We cannot just stay back like this," replied Masaomi instead, his frustration evident.

"Even so, we cannot just disobey the higher-ups' orders like this. What will you say to them if something happens in that town while we are here?" said another exorcist.

"You know we left enough exorcists there for protection. That's why I wanted to come back with only a few people. You guys wouldn't have to come with us even. We could have handled it," replied Touji, eyeing the exorcist and the others around him suspiciously.

These exorcists had been transferred here only a month ago. Touji had actually planned to return with only his trusted comrades while leaving some of them in that town. However, these new exorcists adamantly refused to stay and followed, persistently trying to convince him to turn back throughout the journey, which made him even more suspicious.

He couldn't leave the town in this situation, especially with his family here. As he entered the town, he could feel a huge amount of magical energy emanating from the direction where the devil girl from the Belial clan resided.

"Can you also feel that Masaomi-kun?" asked Touji.

"Yes, it might be because of a huge battle. We should hurry. We need to know what's going on in the town. What if a powerful monster or stray snuck into this place? We need more information," said Masaomi.

"You're right. Let's go, everyone," said Touji.

But just as Touji and his comrades were marching towards that place, the other exorcists who had arrived a month ago blocked their way, wielding light swords and guns.

"What's the meaning of this?" demanded Touji angrily.

"I'm afraid we cannot let you go there for a while. It would be better for you guys to stay put. Don't you have families in this town too?" asked the leading exorcist, darkening Touji's expression further.

"Move! What are you trying to hide?" Touji demanded, readying for battle along with his comrades. And thus, an internal conflict among the exorcists of the Kuoh town began.

72. Conspiracy in Kuoh Town, Part 2.

Kouske's POV

After I broke into the barrier I saw Greyrat holding Mark's neck tight trying to break it. I knew him through DeviNet because he was always seen alongside Lord Bael. Mark is actually a good friend. He has always been a nice and energetic guy in the group whenever I visited Cleria and her peerage. So I was a bit pissed off seeing him like that.

"Stop. I would worry more about my hand if I were in your place," I said before anyone could react, surprising them as the barrier broke.

"You?! What are you doing here?" Greyrat asked angrily, probably recognizing me.

"Akatsuki-san?!"

I heard Cleria whisper my name, but I didn't respond to Greyrat, seeing him still holding Mark.

So I created a knife through the absorption line coming from behind me. It snaked through the space ahead and cut off the hand holding Mark. Mark falls to the ground with a clear hand imprint on his neck.

"Aaarghhh! My hand!" screams Greyrat.

"I warned you," I said as I passed around D-rank healing potions to everyone so they could be completely healed, while Greyrat attempted to stop his bleeding by tightly wrapping his cut-off hand in a knot.

"Umm, Akatsuki-dono. How did you get here?" asks Hiroshi as he picks up his swords and aims at Greyrat.

"Well, it seems there's been a lot of unusual things going on in the city. None of the exorcists are here in town, and there's a suspicious communication-disrupting barrier around your house suddenly. So I came to check," I replied, knowing they were aware that I lived somewhere in the town.

"Thank you very much for your help," says Cleria as she bows slightly.

"No need for thanks. The guy is still kicking," I replied.

"Why are you intervening? This is the devil's internal conflict. This has nothing to do with you. Don't get ahead of yourself!" screams Greyrat with fake bravado, clearly scared. The poor guy might not have even been able to see how and when his hand was sliced.

"Oho? You think your trying to kill my friends has nothing to do with me?" I replied sarcastically, applying some force with my dragon aura that made him groan on the floor. The others were visibly pleased with my response.

"Akatsuki-san~..."

"Thank you very much for your help, Akatsuki-san. But I think I should handle the situation myself," mumbles Cleria in the last part, trying to act tough.

I really don't understand why all the devil heiresses are so stubborn and self-conscious, always trying to act tough and solve things even when they are out of their hands, while most of the devil heirs are a bunch of deluded, prideful douchebags.

Well, this DxD. It's normal here. I was honestly a little disappointed. So I did what any sensible person would do, and surprisingly, I was not the only one who felt that way.

"You would die now if he doesn't intervene, you idiot!" says Rangiku, after she and I bonked Cleria on the head with some force. She had tears at the corner of her eyelids.

"Sorry," Cleria whispered in shame.

"So why is Lord Bael's head butler trying to kill you guys? Did you do something to earn their ire or have some dirt on them?" I asked while still forcing Greyrat to the ground with my dragon aura.

All his efforts to get up were futile, and he was just yelling incessantly that the Baels wouldn't tolerate me much longer and kill me and whatever other nonsense he could think of.

So as I increased my pressure, he finally quieted down, eating dirt while more of my absorption lines turned into long needle-like spikes, entering through his bones. Then they burst into several other spikes inside the bones, destroying the bones almost completely.

The pain must have been incredible with the added poison, as he was trying to yell so hard but couldn't, his head buried in the dirt, so only his loud moans of pain could be heard. I mean, what did he expect after threatening me?

After that, Rangiku and Cleria told me a bit about Cleria's small adventure in the Bael territory and her findings about the illegal King pieces.

"Hmm. I think you should contact your brother. I don't believe the Great King Faction will leave you alone after discovering something so secretive of theirs," I advised Cleria.

But it appeared that Rangiku had already informed her family about this. Before Cleria could respond, a Belial clan magic circle illuminated, and Diehauser Belial appeared.

"Nii-san?!" Cleria exclaimed.

I half-expected a cliché scenario where he might try to attack me, assuming I was involved in all this. However, my perspective, likely shaped by anime, manga, and novels, proved to be off base.

Diehauser was aware of me and my previous assistance to Cleria and the others. He turned out to be very polite and appreciative.

After that, Cleria provided him with a quick explanation of what had happened and why. It was no surprise that he was furious about the Bael's attack and disillusioned with the entire rating game system, despite his love for it. The whole thing was just a hoax!

I also ceased my aggressive stance and stopped putting pressure on the poor Greyrat. His condition was not something pleasant to see. He was still groaning in pain.

It seemed like he wanted to scream at me but managed to hold back. His shock intensified when he saw Diehauser, his face turning extremely pale.

After that, what took place was a one-sided beatdown and interrogation. Surprisingly, the guy was very forthcoming with the details. He didn't even try to hide anything we already knew but revealed nothing new.

He was confident that the Baels would save him, repeatedly asserting that they wouldn't let Diehauser go so easily, even though he was the undefeated rating game champion.

He insisted that Diehauser couldn't do anything to the Great King Faction without concrete proof and that they would surely hunt Cleria and the others down, blah blah blah.

This only made Diehauser even angrier, and he kept punching Greyrat even harder, blood splatting everywhere. It was a gruesome scene.

This fool seriously believed that Diehauser wouldn't kill him for political reasons, even after trying to kill his sister. What a lack of brain cells! These foolish, prideful devils are seriously deluded and unable to see the bigger picture. They only think about politics and not about someone's emotional response.

Diehauser could actually cause significant damage to the Great King Faction if he wanted, especially if he joined the New Satan Faction. I'm sure Zekram would have killed this brain-dead idiot if he knew what he was saying and doing right now.

"Wait. To be honest, if they found out what happened here today, they would likely target Cleria and the others even more aggressively. They will also come after you if they know you found out about this. Plus, killing Greyrat might raise more suspicion and prompt them to investigate. I think you should focus more on gathering concrete proof against them first," I suggested to Diehauser, causing him to momentarily pause his brutal actions.

"So you're suggesting I just let him go, as he wants? He would undoubtedly report back to them if I released him," replied Diehauser, prompting Greyrat to smirk with what was left of his smashed, disfigured face, making him look hideous.

At this point, I didn't know whether to feel pity or disgust towards the guy. He certainly had resilience, that's for sure. Perhaps you have to endure and go through a lot to finally become the head butler of the number one devil clan in the entire Underworld.

"No, I can actually ensure that he'll never be able to say anything about you, and you can take your time collecting proof against the Great King Faction. Attacking them head-on would only lead to a large-scale war, and frankly, I'm not fond of wars. Meanwhile, you'll need to hide Cleria and her peerage. Create a scene here suggesting they died in the attack," I suggested.

Diehauser seemed angry and initially looked reluctant, but after hearing Cleria and the others' input, he relented. He realized that if right now he were to fight the Great King Faction alone, his clan would suffer greatly and could even face extinction. Understanding this, Diehauser relented and delivered a final angry punch to Greyrat's face.

"I suppose you're right. I'll choose to trust you, as Cleria said. I'll prepare the dummy bodies," said Diehauser.

Afterward, I attempted for the first time to establish a taming contract with Greyrat using a 100-0 percent contract, where he had 0 resistance against my will.

I stripped him of his previous free will and thinking, essentially making him act like his former self with the same memories but completely loyal to me like a puppet.

It was my first time using this technique on someone like this, and honestly, the ease with which I deprived someone of their will and turned them into a puppet was unsettling.

I didn't disclose the details to the others, only explaining that it was a type of long-lasting brainwashing facilitated by the beating he endured, which made it easier to accomplish.

After ensuring Greyrat was completely healed with a potion, I sent him back to the Underworld to deliver the news of their plan's success. Now I have a spy in the Bael clan.

"Normally I would have suggested a spar, but it seems I will be busy for a while. Thanks for all your help. Contact me if you ever need anything," he said, offering a handshake and a way to contact him.

"Sure, let's spar sometime. Bye then," I replied, shaking his hand and bidding farewell to everyone.

Following this, I departed, leaving Diehauser to handle the remaining tasks. He would be responsible for hiding Cleria and her peerage temporarily. I might suggest relocating them to the Demiplane eventually, as it's the safest place for them at the moment.

After a while, news of a pure-blood devil's death shook the Underworld. Many were surprised to hear that Cleria and her entire peerage had perished due to a strong Cluster consisting of three high-class devils and nine mid-class devils.

The threat and fear of Clusters were growing among the populace. Some felt sympathy for the unfortunate girl who encountered two powerful Clusters back to back, while others harbored suspicions about the circumstances.

Sera appeared more depressed upon learning of Cleria's death, often seeking solace in Sona. Unfortunately, I still couldn't tell her about Cleria.

She was more clingy and handsy as she frequented more often. She even placed some individuals for surveillance in the town, I believe.

However, people's attention soon shifted with the news of the birth of Satan Lucifer's firstborn child, Milicas, which brought widespread celebration throughout the Underworld.

Subsequently, the announcement of Diehauser joining the New Satan Faction caused a significant reaction, as he had previously focused solely on rating games and avoided political involvement. Someone like Zekram will surely suspect that Diehauser is at least suspicious of them.

Furthermore, I learned about the fight among the exorcists in Kuoh, resulting in many mutual casualties. The surviving exorcists from the opposite side fled and were subsequently declared as stray exorcists.

Uncle Touji informed the Church about the betrayal of the previous exorcist team recently stationed in Kuoh, who attempted to eliminate Uncle Touji and his comrades to silence their knowledge about this.

The Church, unable to identify the bribed higher-ups responsible for this, seemed eager to label the surviving exorcists as strays to avoid exposure. Even if they are aware of this corruption, other higher-ups may be unwilling or unable to act without concrete evidence, indicating widespread corruption within the Church.

Uncle Touji and the other exorcists found themselves under investigation and suspended, likely due to fears of repercussions from the rating game champion.

They are now removing all exorcists from Kuoh town to prevent any connection between Cleria's death and themselves. But thankfully due to Vasco Strada's intervention, they were not dubbed as strays.

It appears that the time has unexpectedly come to bid farewell to Irina. I never imagined I would miss her so much.

73. Connections and Beyond.

Omniscient POV

"Haa... haa."

The scene is haunting: a young girl, barefoot and exhausted, gasping for breath as she sprints aimlessly through the woods. Her legs are bloodied and blistered, a testament to the hardships she's endured. She also had injuries all over her body.

In just a year, her entire world has crumbled. The happy family she believed in, one she thought would last forever, fell apart. Her father, once her hero, never came to her aid in time.

Instead, her own relatives brutally murdered her mother before her eyes, all because her mother had fallen in love with a fallen angel. Branded as tainted due to her half-fallen heritage, she and her mother were cast out, and treated like monsters.

But she didn't choose her lineage. Where does the fault lie? Why is she seen as a monster? All she ever wanted was a happy family life.

Instead, she's constantly pursued by her relatives who want her dead. What did she do to deserve this fate? At an age when she should be carefree, playing with friends and attending school, she's fighting for survival.

If her mother hadn't sacrificed herself that day, she wouldn't have made it this far. For a year now, she's been on the run, searching for safety and sustenance. This shouldn't be the concern of a girl her age.

But circumstances have left her no choice. To survive, she's resorted to odd jobs to eat. The world isn't so kind; it doesn't offer handouts to people like her.

Her mother had taught her exorcism rituals, skills she now uses to earn money by banishing evil spirits and youkais. It was working, until her relatives, the Himejima Clan, tracked her down. Where is her father in all this?

She once believed him to be her hero, but he never came to her aid when her mother was killed, nor did he help her navigate this cruel world afterward.

She blames her father as much as her relatives for her mother's death. If only he had been there that day, none of this would have happened.

Despite it all, she will never forgive him, even in death. She will fight until her last breath, just as her mother had wanted. She will fight to survive.

So she continues running, despite the pain and numbness in her legs, hoping to escape her pursuers in the woods, in this hopeless journey.

But after a while, she stumbled on her feet and fell face-first onto the hard ground. Her legs were swollen, refusing to move, and blood poured from her forehead.

Her throat was parched, craving water desperately. She felt so thirsty that she thought she might die right there. Her entire body was overheating, with sweat drenching her body.

Her mind was hazy, and her vision blurred. She felt like she might lose consciousness at any moment. But she refused to give in, refusing to give up.

If she died here, what would be the point of her mother's efforts for her to escape? Wouldn't it all be meaningless? Wouldn't it have been better to die alongside her mother, in her warm bosom, without facing the hardships of the world?

She wanted to give up, but her mind replayed the scene of her mother urging her to live, to survive, no matter what.

She mustered all her remaining energy to pull herself up, striving to stand on her feet. But she failed. Despite this, she didn't give up.

She dragged her limp body forward, enduring excruciating pain. After a while, she could barely make out a well in front of her, her oasis.

She tried her best to reach it, but her body wouldn't cooperate. Even though her spirit persisted, her body had reached and gone beyond its limits.

She desperately needed water to survive, but she might be already beyond saving. For the past three days, she had been running without food or nourishment.

Her body was consuming its own reserves, leaving her pale and weak. She experienced pain, hunger, thirst, and dizziness all at once.

As her consciousness faded, she saw silhouettes—likely her pursuers—leaving her in profound grief.

She couldn't fulfill the promise she made to her mother; her sacrifice now felt meaningless. All she could do was apologize to her mother and await their reunion.

Finding solace in the thought of seeing her mother again, tears streamed down her malnourished face as she slipped into unconsciousness, seeing nothing but white before losing all awareness.

Kouske's POV

It's been a few days since that incident. I suggested to Cleria and her peerage that they could stay inside the Demiplane for now.

They were utterly amazed when I showed them around the limited space, especially when they saw the unique trees bearing fruits and food that we sell on the website. The trees looked unlike any normal trees, so it's no wonder they were surprised.

They also marveled at other features like the massive Water Trees that create entire oceans and the Healing Hub Trees with large flower platforms that encase people in flower petals and pour healing liquids, working as effectively as Phenex Tears. These were in reality quite new additions.

Meanwhile, my organization is thriving with around 500 members who are being trained in magic and all things supernatural. I delegated this responsibility to Uncle Leon and Aunt Arene, and they are doing an excellent job.

The magic books are actually mostly stolen copies or bought from the Shop using the points. I finally gained the confidence to infiltrate some of the top magical organizations by using my various tamed insects to trace and copy the magical books in their libraries.

The Golden Dawn had the biggest collection, especially on alchemy books, which will be incredibly helpful for me. The Sabnock bloodline specializes in both alchemy and blacksmithing, so I can finally advance my alchemy skills beyond what they were previously.

Every member is diligently earning exelia and leveling up in the dungeons. I've kept a constant portal open to different dungeons for authorized access, monitored by guards to prevent abuse. It's essential to maintain control over this resource.

I've also used a lot of my points to buy sacred gears for members and assigned some to excavate ores and minerals inside the Demiplane, storing magical materials for future use by blacksmiths.

We even have unique trees bearing jewelry-like items that are sent off for polishing and crafting into fine jewelry. Soon, I'll be selling ores and jewelry on the website since I have near-infinite resources. So, it's not all that surprising. I also made black robes with Vritra's Magic Circle as the emblem on the backside of the robe as outfits for everyone, without any masks.

During this time, I shared a bit about my real identity with Cleria and the others. They were shocked, particularly Cleria, who seemed to be contemplating her life choices for a while.

Rangiku, on the other hand, was unchanged, still teasing me, now about my age. Mark took the news in stride, maintaining our friendship. He was pretty chill about it. Unfortunately, he couldn't contain his laughter at Cleria's reaction, which landed him in some "disciplinary" trouble.

Juvia and Maria are buried in books in the library, while I asked Hiroshi and Navirose to help teach the members about swordsmanship, to which they agreed. Additionally, I made a contract with the Belial Clan similar to the ones I made with the Nakiris and Grigori; I will be selling them some of the higher-ranked potions.

But the most surprising news for me was learning about Lucifer's wife. That guy has certainly fulfilled his wet dreams.

I also got to meet Tsubaki Shinra recently when Sona brought her to our regular chess games at Momo's place. Tsubaki is well-reserved and speaks less for now.

Additionally, I heard that Sona asked Momo to join her peerage as she will be receiving her Evil Pieces very soon. But surprisingly, Momo politely refused the offer, which made Sona a bit sad.

To be honest, I was a bit happy about this, although I wouldn't have forced Momo not to join Sona's peerage. I granted Momo full access to the library in the Demiplane. She, Lavinia, and Dia can always be seen studying there together.

Sometimes, Esri also comes to the place and studies alongside them. She might not be as talented as them, but she is still trying to prepare herself for the supernatural because her family, Dia, has already become involved with it. I think I will give her a good Sacred Gear sometime in the future.

I am also speed-reading all the magical books that I have stolen or bought using my skills. Now I can actually beat Sona in chess because I have many advantages over her. My mind works faster than hers, and winning against her is not hard at all now.

However, I haven't defeated her yet. I will continue to show continuous improvement and aim to defeat her in the future. It might cause more trouble if I were to defeat her suddenly, especially since I was visibly struggling so much against her not long ago, particularly given that she's the type who thinks too hard for her own good.

I also bought two new skills during this time frame.

Psychic Ward (B): Implies a protective barrier against psychic intrusions and manipulations.

Sexual Calibration (C): Enhances the user's fertility and reproductive health. It provides increased energy and stamina, along with various benefits for sexual performance. Users and partners may experience improved endurance and heightened sensations during intimacy. The skill can also influence the taste and smell of bodily fluids based on the partner's preferences, fostering a more enjoyable experience. Additionally, it enhances the ability to conceive and offers protection against unwanted pregnancies.

Lately, Irina-chan has been more clingy and subdued in spirits, perhaps sensing the somber atmosphere at her house. Her arguments with Asagi-chan lack their usual vigor, and even Asagi-chan has noticed it. So she's refraining from troubling Irina-chan too much.

It's likely that Uncle Touji hasn't yet disclosed their plan to leave the town to Irina-chan. However, she can sense his sadness over the recent loss of his comrades and the corrupted state of the church. Despite this, Uncle Touji still wants to initiate change within the church himself.

I know, their flight tickets have already been confirmed, and I too feel sadness thinking about Irina-chan being away for so many years. But I'm certain we will meet again.

One day, I, Asagi, Irina, Saki, Rin, Momo, and a nameless pervert were all at the playground when suddenly we heard a commotion from the other side where there was a big tall tree.

Yui was urgently calling for help for a cat stuck in the tree. I noticed Rito and Mikan nearby, with Rito appearing eager to climb the tree and rescue the cat.

I recall that incident where Yui later remembered Rito as the person who got hurt while rescuing the cat from the tree that day in their childhood.

The girls, especially Irina and Asagi, were eager to help the cat. Those two were getting ready to climb the tree. So to prevent anyone from getting hurt, I quickly climbed the tree and brought the cat safely to the ground.

Afterward, we had planned a stayover at my house, an idea previously suggested by Irina-chan. We spent the whole day playing various games and chatting happily. Elle, Lavinia, and Sakuya joined in too, with Elle being the "big sister" of the group, despite being busy with her video games.

Elle had actually become a professional gamer known by the pseudonym "Princess" and was quite skilled. However, she was frustrated about tying with another player named "Queen."

Both of them were becoming equally popular and talked about in the gaming community not only for their skills but also for their unique names, which highlighted their gender and attracted attention, especially from the perverted nerdy gamers.

Elle's frustration over not defeating the other gamer drove her to practice even harder. It was impressive how quickly she became a gaming enthusiast, rising to become one of the top-ranked players in Japan. I had initially thought she would be more outgoing, but her dedication to gaming was undeniable.

That night during our stayover was indeed long and filled with joy. After everyone had fallen asleep, I sensed Irina-chan coming to my and Lavinia's room. Her presence reminded me of Issei and her departure incident during the last stayover, as depicted in Canon.

Two days later, Irina-chan was deeply upset as they prepared to leave for England for her exorcist training. She even asked me to join her in becoming an exorcist, but I declined, promising to reunite with her in the future.

I enchanted the pendant I had given her with protective wards and additional functions, including communication and position tracing. I instructed her to hold the pendant and call my name if she ever faced danger, assuring her that we would stay in touch regularly.

The other girls also came to say goodbye to Irina-chan. Even today, Irina and Asagi were bickering about weird things like "progress," "winning," and "not losing."

However, Asagi-chan ultimately cried and gave Irina a heartfelt hug before she left. With Irina-chan gone, Asagi-chan would now only have Saki to quarrel with. The rest of us, especially Lavinia, looked sad, shedding tears as we hugged Irina goodbye.

Uncle and Aunt were quite sentimental during the farewell. They had always been kind to me and the others. I gave them both bracelets with strong protective wards, which caused them to raise eyebrows in response.

I simply smiled in response, aware that Uncle Touji and Aunt were probably already used to my peculiar behavior. They likely wanted to ask something but hesitated, not wanting to make things awkward before leaving.

So, they refrained from asking anything personal. After seeing the protective wards on the bracelets, Uncle Touji asked Sakuya to take better care of me, and Aunt expressed a similar sentiment.

They somehow took the crying mess, Irina-chan, to England with them, and it felt strange not seeing her around the neighborhood afterward.

Nevertheless, we continued talking through the pendant's communication ability. Irina-chan would share stories of her new experiences and training at the church over the years. I planned to visit her in England occasionally with the others.

It seems our last connection to the pervert was severed, along with our connection to the pervert.

74. Changes.

Omniscient POV

A slender man in his late twenties with sharp eyes and long, slightly wavy hair—black with streaks of blond—comes into view.

His bewitching appearance is accentuated by the long slits of his eyes and a shallow smile.

He is dressed in a crimson robe with a distinguished design, exuding a limitless amount of eerie aura from his body.

His mannerisms can be described as elegant. He is Samuel Liddell MacGregor Mathers, often known simply as MacGregor Mathers, Sirzechs Lucifer's Bishop, and one of the founders of the Magicians Association known as the Golden Dawn.

It was a fairly typical day for him, tasked with ensuring the security of Rias Gremory, the younger sister of his master and heiress of the prestigious Gremory Clan. Rias had expressed a desire to tour the human world alone and purchase gifts for her newborn nephew.

However, she couldn't be left unsupervised due to the risks involved. None of the clans would ever risk allowing their young heirs or heiresses to venture into the human world without supervision, given its inherent dangers.

Some heirs and heiresses might resent this oversight, leading to discreet monitoring, as was the case with the Sitri heiresses who attempted to act more mature than her age.

As Mathers accompanied Rias to various shops within the human territory under his jurisdiction, he suddenly sensed a group of people pursuing a lone young girl.

He recognized the girl as someone who had been performing exorcism rituals in his territory for the past few weeks, seemingly in need of money. Mathers had allowed her to continue her activities.

Now, however, she was being chased by a group of Himejima Jutshushas led by the current Himejima Clan Head, Suou Himejima.

Currently, the situation among the Devil faction and other factions in Japan is a bit complicated due to the sudden death of the girl from the Belial Clan.

So, before confronting the Himejimas, he wanted to understand what was going on. Therefore, he decided to teleport beside that girl and ask her directly.

"Rias-sama, it appears we need to pause our shopping for a moment. I must attend to some urgent matters," said Mathers to the girl who was eagerly shopping.

"Oh, is something wrong?" asked Rias.

"I'm not certain yet, but it's best for you to accompany me. I can't leave you alone here," replied Mathers, and Rias nodded in agreement.

Mathers' assurance was justified. How could a group of mere humans, with their highest-ranking member reaching only high-class prowess, ever pose a threat to Rias in his presence?

Then Mathers teleported both of them beside the unconscious girl. As one of the best magicians of modern times, and with this being his own territory with multiple barriers and wards placed beforehand, it wasn't difficult for him to locate someone who was not even actively hiding.

However, the girl's condition looked dire. She was injured and in poor health. It seemed she might not survive much longer.

"What happened to her? She's badly hurt," Rias remarked as she took a closer look at the girl.

"She might not survive much longer, Ojou-sama," Mathers replied after assessing the girl's condition.

"Don't we have a phoenix tear with us? Use that," Rias insisted, feeling concerned.

"But.." Mathers attempted to say something, but Rias interrupted him and urged him to use it.

After thinking about it a bit, Mathers also concluded that it would be wiser to gather all the information before engaging with the prideful but pathetic Himejima clowns.

After using a phoenix tear, the girl was restored to normal, but she appeared very exhausted and the tears did nothing to alleviate her impoverished state. Initially panicked and tearful upon realizing she was still alive, Rias was able to calm her down. Mathers then questioned the girl and discovered her identity.

She was actually Akeno Himejima, the daughter of Baraqiel. Her fallen angel heritage and her strong lightning affinity, which was literally emanating from her body, made her lineage apparent even without prior knowledge of Baraqiel's current situation. Just then, the Himejima clowns showed up.

"Step away from that filthy crow, bats! This has nothing to do with you!" barked one of the lower-ranking clowns, which angered Mathers to be insulted in his own territory.

"What? Should I take it as the Himejima Clan insulting the Gremory Clan in their own territory?" Mathers replied calmly and professionally, though his magical powers flared up, causing the clown to cower back.

"Wait. You are Lucifer's bishop, right? We don't want any fights with the devils right now. We just want the girl. Hand her over and we will leave quietly," Suou said, stepping back and gesturing to stop the other clowns.

"Yes. I am MacGregor Mathers, the bishop of Sir Lucifer, and this girl here is Rias Gremory, the heir of the Gremory clan," Mathers replied, pointing at Rias who was shielding Akeno behind her after hearing her story.

"We cannot give her. You will kill her!" Rias insisted, holding onto Akeno protectively.

"This is our family matter, Gremory. Don't try to get in our way," Suou said, slightly glaring at her while maintaining his composure in front of Mathers.

"No! She will be my Queen. So it concerns us too!" Rias exclaimed after quickly formulating a plan.

Suou was visibly upset that the Gremorys were attempting to protect the very shame he was attempting to erase from his family. The other clowns seemed agitated and on the verge of doing something foolish, especially with an Ultimate Class magician standing before them.

Mathers wanted to intervene, but just then a small magic circle lit up beside one of his ears. It was a call from his master, Satan Lucifer. His master explained briefly that there was a girl named Akeno Himejima inside his territory whom he needed to protect. Mathers was curious about how his master knew about this, but for now, he would fulfill his order.

It seemed Azazel was still trying to help Akeno and protect her instead of her useless father. Azazel had assisted her escape and kept tabs on her anonymously for a while.

After seeing the Himejimas finding her in Mathers' territory, Azazel had sought Lucifer's help. Mathers then negotiated with Suou about Akeno.

Many among the Himejima clowns were dissatisfied, but they relented after receiving orders from their leader.

The terms of the negotiation were clear: Akeno would never be allowed to enter the Himejima's territory and must always stay by Rias Gremory's side. If she was found alone or inside the Himejima's territory, she would be killed.

These were the main points of the negotiation, along with a few others. After that, they all returned home; one side looked happy, while the other side appeared extremely unhappy.

Kouske's POV

It's been a year since Irina-chan left. We still talk to each other through the communication device. I wanted to go meet her, but it seems she is in one of the Church bases where they train the new generations of exorcists. So she is focusing on her training, and I don't want to interrupt her.

Now, the neighboring grandma seems to be extremely ill, and it doesn't look like she will survive for long. She was actually one of the most caring people I have met since coming to this world. She lived alone, so she would always interact with us and treat us as her own grandkids. She managed to take an emotional place in our hearts.

I still don't understand why some Western people leave their lonely parents and move out of the house, even when it isn't a problem for them to keep living together. Parents raise their kids all their lives to be functioning members of society, but they often end up living the rest of their lives lonely and alone in the house.

Some never get to see the faces of their own children before dying. Simply leaving your old and ill parents with money and a caregiver nurse doesn't fulfill the child's responsibility.

Parents deserve more than that, at least emotional support. There are also some Westerners who make fun of Asians who choose to stay with their parents or live in extended/joint families.

As an Asian, I would never understand how their minds work. What's the point if you can't free up a bit of time for your own parents and family? Just the minimum means a lot to our selfless parents!

"Never mind. I asked Granny about her family, but she said she didn't have any. But now I know why. We were alone, and I asked a question.

"Granny, do you think you would like to live a longer life? What if there was a way for you to be rejuvenated and live your life happily again? Would you take it?" I asked Granny suddenly, without even meaning to.

"Ho ho ho. That sounds like a good thing, but I believe in nature. Just let nature take its course. Aging and dying are also part of it and can be beautiful. Don't you think so? It's also nice to be reunited with all the family that has passed away in the afterlife together," Granny replied, with a longing smile on her face.

"Hmm," I replied, but tears streamed down my face.

"Don't cry, little one," said Granny as she wiped my tears. Even I was surprised by my own reaction.

"My only regret would be leaving Rurune-chan alone. But Sakuya-chan already promised that she would take good care of her," said Granny.

Then suddenly, a girl with black and red hair, around 11 or 12 years old, burst into the room, crying while hugging Granny.

"I don't want to leave you!" the girl exclaimed, with tears and snot covering her face. Surprisingly, she had ears and tails emerging from her body, but Granny seemed unfazed by her appearance.

"Don't worry, Rurune-chan. Everything will be fine," Granny assured. Rurune? The Cerberus?

After that, Sakuya came and took Rurune away. When I asked Granny why she wasn't surprised or anything, it was a silly question; maybe she had known about this all along. Granny then explained how she was aware of the supernatural beforehand and that her own son had awakened a sacred gear, leading to his tragic demise along with his family.

It was the work of a stray exorcist who targeted new sacred gear holders affiliated with the church. Granny mentioned that this exorcist was later killed by another stray fallen angel, as she had heard from church exorcists after persistent inquiries.

Two days later, Granny passed away peacefully in her room, and we conducted all the necessary rituals in her honor. Rurune-chan moved in with us. Granny's house was eventually sold because she didn't want Rurune-chan to become attached to it sentimentally.

According to Granny's will, the proceeds from the sale and her other assets were transferred to Rurune's name. I assisted in creating Rurune-chan's new identity.

The house welcomed new residents within two months: Gorou Aizawa, his wife Akemi Aizawa, and their tomboyish daughter Tomo Aizawa moved in and established a martial arts dojo named Aizawa Dojo within part of the house, with Gorou as the teacher.

Tomo, who is around our age, hit it off with Asagi-chan in their own way. Asagi-chan and Rurune-chan joined the dojo—Asagi because of Tomo's influence and Rurune-chan due to her sentimental connection to the house.

I might visit the place sometimes. It's never bad to learn different martial arts, especially Judo, which they mainly teach there.

After about six months after granny`s death Saki and Rin were kidnapped by a low-class devil outside Kuoh town. They seemed to have gone out for a change in air but when no one was paying attention they wandered off somewhere else.

After that, they were kidnapped by a low-class devil. Someone had asked the devil to do that it seems. Normally, no devils would have done that, knowing the Tenjoins had connections to the Agares devil clan and their protection as part of their deal.

But this particular devil was ignorant and wanted to quickly rise in the devil society. So he chose the highest-paid job for quick promotion. But didn't know anything about their backing.

After finding out about it I quickly teleported them back home while the subordinates of the Agares devil clan seemed to have also found the devil quickly and brutally killed the low-class devil, when Uncle Ryouga contacted them.

Saki and Rin were very scared. Not wanting them to get involved in the supernatural world was wrong. Saki being the daughter of one of the wealthiest businessmen already made her a target.

I talked to Uncle Ryouga and got protections for them and also Saki and Rin are going to be learning magic. I also gave them falnas. I put my familiars in their shadows after getting their permission.

Many of my familiars are actually given to many members in Akatsuki to work as their partners. I also had to meet up with the Agares devil who came to investigate the case.

After that, I was approached by an important devil of the devil faction. He approached Akatsuki to be exact.

75. Rudiger Rosenkreutz.

Kouske's POV

Currently, I'm in the Demiplane, assessing everyone's progress. We've constructed new facilities and gathered individuals interested in crafts like smithing and alchemy.

There's one person particularly enthusiastic about golems, poring over every book on the subject in our Great Library. Unfortunately, we don't have many books on golem and magic engineering.

I'll need to consider "borrowing" those kinds of books from somewhere or purchasing them from the Shop. Speaking of which, I haven't "borrowed" anything from the Wizards of Oz yet. I'm not sure where their base is located.

There's also Qlippoth or Nilrem, but who knows where those bastards are hiding in the Dimensional Gap? I can't just wander around aimlessly there, especially with a big, bad, incompetent red dragon guarding the place.

Never mind, the jewelry sales are going well, largely due to the brand value of Akatsuki over the last few years. I also launched the E+ rank healing potions just last week, and they have become the most sought-after item on the website. I should also sell all those lower-ranked weapons I made; they are starting to pile up and becoming a bit of a mess.

After years of practice, I can now craft around D- rank weapons, which are actually quite good compared to the average weapons on the market. I can enchant them with multiple properties using my bloodline ability.

Considering all this, the paperwork involved is massive. Fortunately, with my Memory Partition skill, Thought Acceleration skill, and Time Magic, this paperwork only takes a tenth of a second. So I don't have to whine or be scared of paperwork like the leaders from various factions. Paperwork is fun, believe me! Well, if only you had my abilities!

Cleria is also assisting with management, and she's very diligent and serious about her work. Even I don't get to see her much because she's always so busy. As for her other peerage members, they're also occupied with various tasks, except for Rangiku. She tends to laze around and drink a lot.

Lately, she's been meeting up with Sakuya, and I'm not sure what they discuss, but it seems Rangiku has been giving Sakuya some weird ideas, judging by the large blushes on Sakuya's face whenever they finish talking privately.

On another note, Tarte-chan finally opened up about her situation. I knew about it beforehand, but it just shows that she has grown mentally. When I asked her what she wanted to do about her mother, she said to just leave her.

I really wanted her mother to suffer, but I guess I should respect Tarte's decision. If one day she decides to confront her mother, then that's her choice.

Incidentally, I've been keeping tabs on her mother's whereabouts since day one. As they say, karma is a bitch. Her own karma has come back to bite her. The boyfriend she married turned out to be a fraud.

He gave her false hopes of a luxurious and happy life, but instead, he took all her money and properties and fled the country. Now she's roaming the same streets like a homeless beggar, similar to how she treated Tarte-chan.

Tarte's spear skills are improving. She's been using the spears that I make for her. I've been experimenting with creating a specific spear that will serve her well for a long time.

I want to craft the ultimate lightning-affinity spear that would put even Thor's Mjölnir to shame. To achieve that, I'd need Uru from the Norse, which means I might have to visit them.

However, I don't want to waste such a rare metal if my smithing skills aren't up to par yet. So, I'll save that project for later. Additionally, there are many ores still undiscovered in the Demiplane that I need to experiment with for smithing, alchemy, or other crafts like golemancy. If I manage to obtain Uru, there's also a chance I could reproduce it inside the Demiplane.

Aunt Arene and Uncle Leon often take small missions in the surrounding area. What's interesting is that Aunt always chooses missions close to Uncle's location but keeps it a secret from him.

After knowing them for years, I've finally figured out where Asagi-chan might have gotten her slight stalker tendencies. The scary part is that Uncle seems completely unaware of it.

Aunt definitely has a talent for tracking. I just hope Asagi-chan doesn't take her mother's hobby too far, although it seems like Aunt, herself, is giving her lessons on the 'subject'.

Unfortunately, Saji's grandparent also passed away recently, leaving Saji and his siblings orphaned once again. It's heartbreaking to see such a young kid facing these challenges alone. I wanted to offer more support, but Saji might not appreciate someone's pity, given his character.

I considered helping anonymously, but Saki-chan seems to have beaten me to it. Despite her attention-seeking and Ojou-sama-like behavior, she is in actuality an incredibly kind-hearted girl.

Saki arranged scholarships/waivers for all three of them and even secured a part-time job for Saji at a convenience store, though technically he's too young to work. Saji believes the store manager wanted to help him and gave him the job. He works behind the scenes, inside the store.

Additionally, Tomo-chan practically dragged Saji to their dojo upon hearing about his dedication to his siblings from the teachers. Saji now attends judo lessons a few times a week. They say a healthy mind starts with a healthy body. Judo can build self-esteem and confidence while relieving stress.

However, I'm not sure if Saji enjoys training under that strict and passionate Uncle Garou alongside those sweaty boys. As for me, I sometimes sneak in to watch and practice alongside the athletic onee-sans. Can you blame me? There's a certain romance to seeing fit girls with slight muscles in action!

Ahem... Back to the main topic, today, I have a meeting with one of the top ten Rating Game players in the Underworld, ranked 7th to be exact. This individual is known as a strategy genius, earning him the title of "Upsetting Sorcerer."

He is renowned for his incredible strategies, particularly focusing on psychological warfare. Despite significant power differences, his tactical brilliance has allowed him to defeat the former Dragon King Tannin and his peerage multiple times in Rating Game matches.

At one point, he even came close to defeating Emperor Diehauser Belial himself.

He is not only one of the two Reincarnated Devils to achieve the rank of Ultimate-class Devil, along with Tannin but he is also recognized as the sole human reincarnated Devil to reach this rank.

He is renowned as the founder of the Magician Association, known as "Rosenkreutzer," and has served as a former Bishop for the Head of the Extra Demon House, Mammon.

Currently, he holds the impressive rank of 7th in the Rating Games, showcasing his formidable abilities and strategic prowess in the Underworld. He is Rudiger Rosenkreutz. He is the one who contacted me first. But I do have an idea as to what this is about.

Most people don't know how or where to contact me, so I created a way for them to leave messages on the website, and from there, we can communicate further if needed. There's growing curiosity about the Demiplane, with many of the younger members of Akatsuki uploading various photos of it.

I didn't discourage them as I wanted to promote it myself. The Norse and Greek pantheons have public portals for general people to visit and make contact with them, and I plan to do something similar. It's beneficial if people come to Akatsuki, as I am way stronger in this place.

I had asked Rudiger if he wanted to meet at the Akatsuki headquarters, and he agreed, showing how desperate he was. When I entered the meeting room, I saw a young man in his twenties with silver hair and green eyes, sipping tea.

"Greetings, Rosenkreutz-san. What do I owe the pleasure of this meeting?" I asked as he placed his tea down and stood up, greeting me with a handshake.

"Hello. It's a pleasure to meet you. I thank you for accepting my request for this meeting so abruptly," he replied politely.

"Well, it's alright. It's not every day you get contacted by one of the top ten players in the Rating Game," I replied.

"Ha ha ha. You jest. Alright, I won't waste more of your time. I believe you are quite busy with your new organization. But this place is quite nice from a scenic viewpoint," he said.

"Oh thank you. But you don't have to rush or anything. We can talk at our leisure for a bit. Did you get a tour of the place?" I asked.

"Yes, a teenager was really enthusiastic about showing me the different places along with his team members," he replied kindly.

"That's good then," I replied.

During our conversation, mostly revolving around topics related to the Underworld, the benefits of my potions for commoner and poorer devils, and my food items, we had already finished two cups of coffee and tea. I always prefer cold coffee over anything hot, whether it's tea or coffee.

"So, the reason I wanted to meet you was related to your ability to extract sacred gears safely," he said, while I gave him a questioning gaze, even though I knew where this was going.

"Hmm, what about it?" I asked.

"Can you really extract them without killing or even hurting the holder?" he asked seriously.

"I can. But do you want to extract a sacred gear from someone?" I asked, to which he nodded.

"Please help my son. He was born with a sacred gear inside his body. But this sacred gear is killing him. He might not survive much longer. I will do anything to repay this favor! I promise!" said Rudiger, bowing his head.

I also knew about his son. Unfortunately, if things continue as they are, the child will die soon. I think his child was a very big fan of Dulio. His son's hero was Dulio. He wanted to see Dulio.

Rudiger had no connection with Heaven, so he mostly gave up on it. He still sent a letter to the Underworld headquarters despite thinking that Dulio wouldn't come. But after a few days, Dulio came to meet his son. His son was so happy.

Dulio came and visited his son frequently. Even after his son died, he visited his grave. After seeing Dulio cry for his son, Rudiger was so moved that he himself couldn't stop crying.

I think because of this, Rudiger shared his wish with Dulio Gesualdo for winning the Rating Game World Tournament: to stop children from being born with Sacred Gears that would negatively affect them, like what happened to his son and many other children dying from possessing a Sacred Gear.

Rudiger held Dulio in high regard, seeing him as the best Angel for what he did for his son and having a great deal of respect for him.

"Please raise your head. I would like to help your son if I can. But I need to see him first," I replied.

"You can meet him whenever you want. He cannot leave home because of his weak body, so he mostly has to stay in bed all the time," he replied a bit sadly.

"Then why don't we meet him now?" I suggested.

"Are you serious?" he asked in disbelief.

"Yeah. I am free for now. So let's go," I said, urging him.

"Umm, it won't hurt him, right?" he asked nervously.

"It most probably won't. But let me see him first," I reassured him.

After that, he teleported us to his territory. I met his son, who looked really sick and weak. Upon examining him, it seemed he had been born with a weak soul.

Sometimes being a half-devil can have adverse effects on someone. Not every half-devil is born without defects. His sacred gear was putting a lot of pressure on his soul, causing him considerable suffering.

I suggested using soul-nurturing methods instead of abruptly removing his sacred gear. It would heal and strengthen his soul while allowing the sacred gear to become accustomed to his body.

However, they weren't readily available and very hard to find. So, I decided to promote my own soul-nurturing potions. I don't sell these on the website yet, but I will start selling the lower-ranked soul-nurturing potions from next month.

Rudiger was initially hesitant about using unknown potions so suddenly, but he didn't have much of a choice for now. So, he chose to believe in me.

The potions worked well. I gave the kid a D+ ranked potion, and instantly, its effects were visible. His soul problem was resolved, and his sacred gear would soon become accustomed to it.

I advised him to monitor his son for a while and try using the sacred gear later, assuring him that it would work just fine.

After a few days, I received confirmation from Rudiger that his son was fully healed. Rudiger was very grateful and went on about owing favors.

I mentioned to him that Sakuya and I wanted to take the test for the Ultimate Class Magician, to which he agreed to make arrangements with the other magician organizations soon.

His own organization would provide us with the High-Class Magician certificate, as he, being an Ultimate Class Magician himself, could easily issue certificates up to the High Class.

However, for the Ultimate Class Magician certificates, every major and influential magician organization's respective Ultimate Class Magicians needed to be present to ensure fairness and impartiality.

As Rudiger was making arrangements for it, he wouldn't be able to serve as a judge for the exams. I also requested some books on golem and magic engineering, and he agreed to provide them. This will make the new kids happy, and I'm excited to study these topics myself. Creating golems or magical robots has probably been a dream for everyone at least once.

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Chapter 34

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76. Ultimate Class Magician Examination.

Rudiger's POV

It's been two months since I met with Sir Akatsuki. Since then, my son has completely recovered. He's like a normal kid now, playing outside with others. He doesn't have to stay cooped up in his room all the time, waiting for his death.

I've also put him under strict supervision with a teacher to help him use his sacred gear safely. I still can't believe this all happened. I thought I would lose him.

First with Sir Dulio, and now with Sir Akatsuki. When I sent that letter to headquarters, I never expected Sir Dulio to come just a few days later and meet my son.

He's the kindest exorcist I've ever encountered. If the other exorcists were like him, we wouldn't be stuck in these pointless conflicts.

After our meeting, a month later, Sir Akatsuki appears to have launched those soul-nourishing potions, but of lower quality on his website. I even vouched for the potions myself.

Today, I've gathered all the major magician organizations so that he and Lady Izayoi can take the Ultimate Class exam. It wasn't easy to assemble all the Ultimate Class Magicians as examiners, especially since these exams rarely occur.

We had to wait for all the examiners from different organizations to become available. I did my best to expedite the process. It took nearly two months, and I suspect some individuals were making excuses to delay once they knew who was taking the exam today. Nevertheless, the exam is finally happening.

"I never thought you would be the one to gather us here today," said Mephistopheles as he took his place beside me, snapping me out of my thoughts.

"It just happened," I replied.

"Tanin has been eager to meet him for some time now. I've been wanting to arrange a meeting myself. Today might be a good opportunity to chat after the exam. I also heard about your son. Congratulations," said Mephistopheles.

"Thanks," I replied. It was probably obvious to everyone by now who had helped my son. The others also took their place and congratulated me.

"Is he really Akatsuki? Don't you have any other information about him aside from these?" asked MacGregor Mathers, another fellow devil, looking at the papers provided by my organization.

"That's all we have on him," I replied with a smile.

"And what about the other girl? Isn't she the one who's always seen with him? So, her name is Sakuya Izayoi," added Mephistopheles.

"They haven't provided details like age or anything else. Do they think becoming an Ultimate Class Magician is easy? Can they even use magic? Using the abilities of his sacred gear isn't part of the test," remarked Markus Ambrosius discontentedly and mockingly, focusing on Sir Akatsuki on the panel.

Sir Akatsuki was situated in an abandoned cityscape, required to demonstrate at least one new type of magic capable of affecting the entire city to earn the Ultimate Class Magician Certificate.

I shot a glance at the magician serving the Pendragon Family. He used Merlin's title, akin to how the Pendragons used Arthur Pendragon's title, though he had no blood relation to Merlin himself; the title alone was his claim to fame.

But was this idiot really serious? Did he not witness both of them using largescale Time Magic several times in those videos? That alone was something not even an Ultimate Class Magician could achieve so easily.

Did he underestimate the difficulty of using Time Magic on such a large scale, or was he simply deluding himself with his namesake?

"He won't be using the abilities from his sacred gear, I believe. Enough talking for now. Let's focus on the exam," said Mephistopheles, noticing my glare at Markus.

"Yes, we shouldn't delay any longer. Lord Rosenkreutz, you understand you're only a spectator, right? As the organizer of the exam, you can't be an examiner," clarified Mathers.

"You don't have to worry. I'm aware," I replied.

With nods exchanged, we prepared to begin the exam. We activated the audio function of the panel displaying Sir Akatsuki's live feed. He also had a receiver to communicate with us.

"Greetings, Akatsuki-dono. I'm Mephistopheles from Grauzeberer. Today, MacGregor Mathers, Markus Ambrosius, and I will judge the examination," announced Mephistopheles.

"Hello. It's nice to meet you all," replied Sir Akatsuki, facing the floating camera.

"Now for the rules of the exam. You must demonstrate one of your own magic creations that can affect the entire city, at the very least. Please keep that in mind," instructed Mathers.

"You cannot use any magic items to enhance your power. Additionally, use magic, not the abilities of your sacred gear. Don't try to cheat, or we will know," scoffed Markus, his tone disrespectful. Sir Akatsuki didn't show a change in expression, but I'm sure he felt offended.

"Markus..." we all gave him a stern look, urging him to behave appropriately.

"Now, you have exactly 15 minutes to showcase your magic. Take your time to complete your calculations and magic circle," I added, looking at the panel.

Shortly after, with a ding sound, the exam commenced, and an illusionary clock counting down from 15 minutes appeared both in our room and above Sir Akatsuki in the air.

Sir Akatsuki began levitating in the air without using his wings, initially giving the impression of wind magic. However, the absence of visible wind currents indicated otherwise.

"He's utilizing Gravitational Force. Gravity Manipulation is one of the most challenging magics to master, but he's handling it smoothly," observed Mathers.

After floating in the air, Sir Akatsuki gestured downward with his hands, causing a substantial wind current. This made a square-shaped cut appear in the ground when he clenched his fists. Then, raising his hands again, the entire cut-out cityscape began to float in the air.

"That's impressive wind magic to cut and suspend such a large city in mid-air," remarked Mephistopheles.

Next, the entire cityscape was surrounded by what appeared to be a circular, ashen-gold orb adorned with runes.

"Is this the result of his Time Magic? What exactly is he planning?" asked Mephistopheles.

As the cityscape was being destroyed by some mysterious force, the orb surrounding it shrank, exerting pressure that caused the structure to compress into a circular shape. Heat began radiating from the orb, turning the surface red and fiery. The flames intensified, changing from yellow to dark blue, while runes encircled the ashen-golden orb. It felt like millions of years had passed inside the orb.

The transformation concluded with the massive circular structure morphing into a beautiful diamond, erasing all traces of the cityscape.

"It must have reached temperatures of at least 1200 degrees Celsius, with pressure exceeding 725,000 pounds per square inch (5 gigapascals) or more. That's quite remarkable. Turning a city into diamonds, no—dirt in diamonds. Ha ha ha," laughed Mathers.

The sheer scale of Sir Akatsuki's display left us astonished, contemplating the incredible feats he had achieved.

"Hmm. Indeed, it's enough to consider him passed. He did pretty well," remarked Mephistopheles.

"Hmph. I suppose he passes," grumbled Markus.

We all thought that was the conclusion, but we were mistaken. Sir Akatsuki proceeded to manifest pressurized water streams, shaping the diamond into a massive serpent dragon. He then propelled the dragon into the sky, where it vanished from view—likely a result of being propelled into space using Gravity Manipulation. Moments later, he manipulated gravity again to bring the fiery dragon crashing down to the ground like a meteorite, generating immense shockwaves that reverberated through the land. The impact created a crater at least four times larger than the original cityscape, leaving us stunned by the sheer scale of destruction.

As we were preparing to announce the end of the exam and his passing, we were shocked yet again. What happened next was truly extraordinary. The entire crater became enveloped in the familiar ashen-gold orb adorned with various runes. In an instant, the devastated area transformed back into the original cityscape—or rather, into something even better than before. It was as if time had rewound, restoring the city to its prosperous state from thousands of years ago, before the Great War ravaged it.

Sir Akatsuki's abilities far surpassed our expectations. Not only did he demonstrate immense power and devastation without apparent effort, but he also restored the city to its former glory in a breathtaking display of magic.

This extraordinary feat left us all in awe, realizing that Sir Akatsuki had exceeded all our wildest dreams for the exam.

"You seem to have a good relationship with him, don't you, Rudiger?" Mephistopheles suddenly asked.

"Somewhat. Why?" I replied.

"Oh, nothing. Now I'm even more eager to meet him. Tanin would be thrilled. Ha ha ha," Mephistopheles chuckled.

"I'd be watching my back if I were you," Mathers added, directing a creepy smile at Markus, who appeared annoyed and uncomfortable.

After Lady Iazayoi made her appearance, her soft-spoken demeanor and stoic expression were quite noticeable to everyone. Her face gained widespread attention after she was seen alongside Sir Akatsuki, with many noting her striking resemblance to Lord Lucifer's Queen, Lady Lucifuge. This sparked curiosity among people, leading many to speculate whether she was a devil or even Lady Lucifuge's sister.

However, one day Satan Leviathan clarified that they were not related at all and that Lady Iazayoi was, in fact, human. Sir Akatsuki also provided a statement about her on his website, which added to the intrigue surrounding her identity and background.

Now we have her file and only know a bit about her. But a part of me really wanted to know what would happen if those two met each other.

Soon, the exam started, and the entire city decayed because of her Time Magic. The way she triggered it remained a mystery—we couldn't tell when or how she activated it. Perhaps Sir Akatsuki could do something similar but chose not to demonstrate fully to help us better understand.

Then, a huge barrier enveloped the whole city. Just seeing the barrier itself, such a powerful defensive ability, would have been enough to let her pass the test.

Mephistopheles was very impressed with the barrier, and we all could agree that it would be challenging for even us to break through. But we wouldn't know unless we tried.

Then from every corner of the barrier, wind slashes sliced through the cityscape, dividing it into perfect smaller cubes. Soon after, multiple huge tornadoes appeared, wreaking havoc and further devastating the area. Suddenly, space quakes and space slashes materialized out of nowhere, cutting through the fabric of space itself. Within seconds, everything was obliterated and vanished without a trace.

"My goodness! Time, Barrier, and Space! All three of those abilities of hers far surpass the Ultimate Class, at least! Where have these monsters been hiding all this time?" exclaimed Mephistopheles.

We all shared the same sentiment. Today had been incredibly hectic, with mind-boggling displays of power that surpassed our expectations.

Both of them would be awarded certificates at a later date. Prior to the practical exam, they had to undergo a written examination, which they aced, showcasing exceptional theoretical knowledge.

In truth, not every High-Class Magician can take this exam casually. They must accumulate significant achievements and receive recommendations from one of the Ultimate Class Magicians.

As the founder of one of the largest magician organizations, I ensured everything was prepared for the exam without any obstacles, facilitating a smooth process for their participation.

Kouske's POV

It's been about a month since the exam, and both of us have received our certificates. Now we can issue identifications and magician certificates up to the High-Class level without any issues to our members.

After the exam concluded, I met with the examiners. Markus attempted to make amends for his previous idiotic behavior and tried to flatter me, but I ignored the fool throughout our meeting. I had half a mind to make him suffer somehow, but I realized that I must be capable of handling such taunts if I wanted to lead an entire organization.

I conversed with the other three. Mathers was quite polite and spoke in a gentlemanly manner, although he gave off a somewhat unsettling red aura. He felt like a guy who might cut you up to look inside your head for magic research purposes.

Meeting Mephistopheles was interesting. He suggested some joint classes for our members, and I suspect he wants Sakuya or me to give lectures on our magic at a later date. I don't mind sharing some knowledge—it could greatly benefit our organization's members to learn from real magic professors. Mathers and Rudiger seemed to have similar ideas, and I'm open to fostering friendly relationships and partnerships if they benefit us.

Sakuya stayed quiet beside me during the meeting. Markus even had the audacity to flirt with her. Does he think he has got Merlin's rizz despite having no relation to him?

Sakuya's cold glare and disgusted expression must have left quite an impression on him, to say the least. While we stifled our laughter, Markus tried to play it off coolly to hide his embarrassment.

Afterward, Mephistopheles mentioned that Tanin had wanted to meet me for a while, so I decided to visit the former Dragon King at a later date.

After a few days, we met and sparred a bit, but unfortunately, he still outmatched me in pure physical strength. I also sparred with two of his wives and his eldest son, defeating them all. Then there was his rebellious third son, Bova Tanin. He was initially rude but straightened up after a few rounds of beat-up and started calling me Aniki.

Meeting Tanin on Dragon Mountain was great, and I have genuine respect for the guy.

He was reincarnated into a Devil by Mephisto Pheles, as his Queen. Tannin's transformation served dual purposes: first, to partake in the Rating Games, and second, to secure Dragon Apples—a fruit exclusive to the Underworld's Devil territory that is very important for the younger dragons and a delicacy for the older ones.

Tannin excelled in the Rating Games, reaching the Top 10 and achieving Ultimate-Class Devil status, granting him a territory where Dragon Apples grew. Soon he also delved into research on cultivating these apples artificially. Prior to the canon time, Tannin had semi-retired from the Rating Games to train younger dragons, displaying genuine care for his kind.

He mentioned that my apples had effects similar to Dragon Apples. I also introduced him to the DraconisPom Tree fruit, it also has the ability to slowly enhance dragons' power and has exquisite taste. We struck a deal where I would supply him with a substantial quantity of these apples at a significant discount, wanting to show generosity towards his cause. Unlike my usual deals, he can purchase as many as he requires.

Given his dedication to the dragon race, including sacrificing his title to secure Dragon Apples and even becoming a devil, I felt compelled to support him in this way. Visiting Dragon Mountain occasionally amidst the dragons could provide a refreshing change of pace.

Additionally, I negotiated with him to acquire some dragon infants. Initially hesitant, he relented after I assured him of their safety and potential for rapid growth under the care of a Dragon Tamer aided by my Time Magic. Tannin requested to meet this Dragon Tamer in person.

Subsequently, I transported fifteen dragons to rear in the Demiplane, where they will thrive under safer conditions than Dragon Mountain's harsh environment. Dragons there face constant survival battles from birth, though they receive ample food until they mature into Low-Class Dragons. In this unique ranking system, Low-Class Dragons rival Middle-Class Devils, Middle-Class Dragons match High-Class Devils, and High-Class Dragons are on par with Ultimate Class Dragons.

In Tannin's territory, dragons engage in arena battles to gain strength and status. These battles are a constant feature, shaping the hierarchy and fostering growth among the dragons.

77. The Dragon Priestess, and Serafall's Unheard Pleas.

Kouske's POV

"Are you sure they will listen to me?" Asia-chan asked a bit unsurely.

"Yeah, don't worry. Those little ones will love you!" I replied confidently, giving her a thumbs up.

"If you say so, I will do my best!" Asia-chan said more confidently, clenching both her fists cutely. She seemed pumped up. Damn, she's cute!

Unconsciously, I patted her head, causing her to tilt her head in confusion. But soon, she began to enjoy it, smiling goofily as she raised her head slightly.

"Ehe he he..."

Then, together, we entered the Demiplane, which was bustling with people happily chatting, training, and joking around with each other. I always believed that a happy, flexible working environment is far better than a strict, rigorous one with rigid rules.

Therefore, I try to accommodate people as long as they don't go too far. Inside the large building on the left, there are large Quest Boards where people can take quests to earn rewards such as better facilities, stronger tamed familiars as partners, money, or any other equal requests, depending on their preferences.

I try to maintain flexibility in managing things. Initially, it was challenging due to this very flexibility, but after a few years, things have settled down nicely. I am quite proud of my work.

When people saw me coming, they weren't scared or tense like people typically are around their leaders. Everyone was very chill and greeted me and Asia-chan cheerfully. After a while, I went to a restricted area in the Demiplane where I had kept all the baby dragons for rearing.

Even though they were small and young, they were still influenced by the Dragon Mountain and their own nature, which led them to fight among themselves from the start.

The fights weren't pleasant at all, and I had to intervene to stop them. It will take a while to break these habits. While Dragon Mountain is all about harsh training that often involves fighting to survive, these little ones are quite aggressive. So, I usually have to use my aura to force them to listen. But now, the scene before me is quite different.

"Kouske-san, you were right. These little ones are so cute!" Asia-chan exclaimed, surrounded by all the dragons. They obediently listened to her every command and played enthusiastically with her. Cute, huh?

"Stop, stop, stooop! I will get mad if you fight agaaiin! Humph!" Asia-chan scolded the two dragons who were vying for attention, glaring and bickering with each other.

Now Asia-chan was giving them a cute glare and scolding them, causing the two dragons to instantly stop and sulk a bit.

Meanwhile, the other dragons looked smug and acted as if they were the best of friends.

Yeah, dragons are pretty smart and cunning creatures. But the Dragon Priestess is even more OP. And cute too.

Unlike me, she doesn't have to intimidate them to make them listen. She has this strange aura that makes dragons more empathetic towards her. It boosts your emotions, making you want to protect and listen to her.

After that, I introduced Asia-chan to Tanin-san too. He also mentioned feeling more empathetic towards her just by looking at her.

I know, she radiates a strange aura—an aura of protection. Asia-chan was extremely fascinated, even after seeing the big bad dragon in real life. She was excitedly poking and patting Tanin-san, and he wasn't even scolding her for it. It was quite a scene. She also liked the smaller version of him.

After she met everyone in Tanin-san's family, her tiny bit of anxiety was finally gone. Everyone was friendly with her, even some of the violent ones who were fighting, 'begrudgingly' stopped their fighting when she started saying things like that they shouldn't hurt one another.

Even the rough and tough delinquent Bova-kun was being a tsundere, and it was quite something to see. I have videos, and I will blackmail the poor guy for the rest of his life! ?

Rey-chan suddenly arranged for a sleepover and even invited Sona. It was Sona's first time staying over at my place, and the only request she made was to keep Sera away for the night so she could relax without any unexpected threat of being suddenly jumped on.

Rey-chan agreed, and here we are having a barbecue on the roof under the starry night sky. Tomo, Momo, Asagi, and Sona's now official Queen Tsubaki are also here.

Sona, now 13 years old, already received her evil pieces a few years ago. Tsubaki is much more relaxed with us now.

Sakuya and I are in charge of making the barbecue. We were all having a great time laughing, talking, and playing games.

However, after the barbecue party, Sera suddenly appeared. I don't know how she knew, but she showed up just as we were getting ready to sleep.

I thought I wouldn't see her for a while due to her trauma. I had created some "slightly" disturbing magical girl anime that might traumatize even the most ardent magical girl enthusiasts.

I'm still debating whether to publish it or not; perhaps I'll revise the story to reduce the trauma. However, I had sent Sera the full version of these anime on Blu-ray DVDs.

For a while, she stopped wearing magical girl costumes and seemed pale whenever magical girls were mentioned. But after some time, she returned to her usual self and started bothering me again, even more, out of spite. How does she get so much free time? Isn't she a Maou?!

So, I mentioned my new (nonexistent) magical girl project to her. Since then, she disappeared, but now she's hanging around my barrier as if her life depended on it.

"Kou-chaaan! So-taaan! Sakuya-chaaan! Let me iinnn!" I stepped outside to find the source of the loud nighttime commotion. She's going to wake up the whole neighborhood!

"What are you doing, Sera-chan?" I asked, observing the girl floating in the air. To a passerby, it would seem quite unusual. She lay on my barrier, throwing a tantrum. I quickly added a second barrier to contain the noise.

"Let me in, Kou-chan. Onee-chan wants to sleep hugging both you and So-tan tonight. Onee-chan feels lonely!" Sera pleaded with crocodile tears, noticing the added barrier.

"Sera-chan, you're always welcome to sleep over. But tonight isn't possible. You'll have to come tomorrow," I replied.

"Nooo! Kou-chaan! Onee-chan wants to come today. I'll be busy tomorrow. Let me in, pretty please? Sakuya-chan?" Sera pleaded, looking hopefully at Sakuya.

"I am afraid I can't change Sona-chan's mind about tonight. So I cannot help you today," Sakuya said, disappointing Sera.

She looked betrayed and began another tantrum. It seemed the other girls were coming out to see what the commotion was. So Sakuya and I entered the house to calm them down, leaving the tantrum-throwing child in an adult's body behind.

Wait, is that even an adult body? Her height aside... But those boobs... Hmm... Something to ponder on later.

"Kou-chan! Kou-chaaan? Don't leave me here! Kou-chaaan! Uwawaa!" I could still hear her from inside. Thankfully, my house has good insulation, letting the girls sleep in peace.

Even after an hour, she still hadn't left. So I went back outside to talk to her.

"Sera-chan. How long do you plan to stay here?" I asked, a bit annoyed.

"Until you let me in!" she exclaimed, swinging in the air while clinging to the barrier like a koala.

"But Sera, I can't break my promise to Sona-chan," I replied.

"Then how about we make a deal?" Sera suggested after a moment of thought.

"A deal? Hmph! I won't betray her for just any deal," I replied confidently.

"Hehehe," Sera chuckled confidently, causing me to raise an eyebrow in question.

"How about Onee-chan cosplays for a while in anything you want? I know how you look at Onee-chan. Devils mature fast. You are already at that age," Serafall said, squeezing her bodacious boobs a bit.

"Hmph! Don't you always cosplay? What's new about that?" I asked, glancing at her boobs.

"Fufufu. But now you get to choose what I wear..." Sera replied mischievously, making me think and unconsciously gulp a bit.

"Uh... costumes?" I mumbled.

"Hmm? What did you say, Kou-chan? I didn't hear you," Sera asked.

I looked around and, not seeing anyone, I replied, "How many times are you willing to do it?"

"Hgnnn... How about three?" Sera suggested, showing me three fingers after some thought.

"15."

"No, 5."

"13."

"7."

"No, 11."

"10, that's as far as I will go. I am also busy you know. I can't stay all day cosplaying," Sera said.

"But you can whine here all night?" I replied, to which she looked the other way and mumbled something while avoiding eye contact.

After negotiating for a while, we reached a compromise. So she came down from the top of the barrier, and just as I was about to open it for her...

"What are you doing, Ko-kun?" asked an angry-looking Rey-chan.

"You haven't slept yet, Rey-chan? I thought you had fallen asleep already," I replied nervously.

"Who sleeps on a girls' sleepover?" Rey-chan said matter-of-factly.

"Ha ha ha... How long have you been here, Rey-chan?" I asked.

"Since the time you asked for 15..." replied Rey-chan, seemingly disappointed. It seems I was so engrossed in my talk with Sera that I didn't notice who else was there. Acting like a pervert makes you dumb, huh?

After that, before Sera or I could say anything, I was dragged inside by an angry Rey-chan. I was kept in a corner of the room while they chatted all night. Rey-chan seemed upset, so I didn't cause any more trouble for the night. Sera went back home sulking, probably to the Sitri territory to wait and pounce on Sona.

Before she left, she left a message on my phone, wanting me to meet Sirzechs to discuss acquiring the available territories of the Sabnocks to my name. The other noble houses had already taken about 40% of the Sabnock's territory.

The remaining 60% was saved only because of the Extra Devil Clans that were still loyal to the Sabnocks and their efforts.

As Sirzechs is the Head of Domestic Affairs, I have to meet him to get the paperwork done in order to secure the lands and start redeveloping it. I guess I will be meeting him soon.

After a week, I ventured into the Underworld to meet Sirzechs. The Underworld is the home of the Devils and Fallen Angels, and by extension the Gods of Hell.

The Underworld is comparable in size to the human world but with a larger landmass, lacking oceans and mostly dotted with lakes.

The sky was originally purple during both the day and night, but the current Four Great Satans adjusted the flow of time to match it in the human world for the sake of the reincarnated Devils.

They reproduced an artificial moon using Demonic Power and made the night's darkness the same as the human world.

The Underworld was originally split into two regions: The Devil's Region and the Fallen Angels' Region, which ended after the creation of the peace treaty between the leaders of the Three Factions, in the future.

I am currently in Lilith, the current Capital of the Satan territory ruled by Sirzechs Lucifer. It has one of the most advanced hospitals, which is named Serafall Memorial Hospital.

It is the hospital created by the Serafall from the natural reserves of her former Clan. It is famously known throughout the Underworld for not only possessing the best of her family's medical facilities but also for being named after her which increased its popularity, as she is the most famous female Devil in the Underworld.

As I wandered, lost in sightseeing, I received another message from Serafall reminding me to head to Lucifer's Office.

Unfortunately, Serafall couldn't accompany me as she was temporarily out of the Underworld. This prompted me to make my way towards Lucifer's Office without delay.

Approaching the massive castle, guards intercepted me.

"Stop, kid. Who are you, and what's your business here? You cannot enter without any previous appointment. Do you have any?" the guards demanded, their tone brusque, likely detecting my half-devil heritage since I had ceased using my race-concealing skill.

"I am Kouske Sabnock. Here's my letter of appointment," I replied, handing over the letter while suppressing my anger to avoid unnecessary conflict.

"Sabnock, huh? Have you heard of any other Sabnock brats around, Luther?" one guard asked his companion.

"I've only heard of one in young master Sairaorg's peerage. This seems suspicious, don't you think? Is this letter authentic?" the other guard, Luther, remarked, eyeing the letter skeptically.

"You're right. I doubt its authenticity. Leave, kid," said the previous guard dismissively.

"You haven't even looked at the letter yet. It bears Satan Leviathan's seal. Don't you have eyes, or are you just blind?" I retorted, glaring at them.

"What?! Are you threatening..." one of the guards attempted to respond aggressively, but his companion, Luther, restrained him.

However, I was already exerting my pressure on them, causing them to go pale. Despite their bluster, these guards were of the lowest class and possessed only around middle-class prowess. I didn't need to exert much pressure to make them tremble in fear.

As I released a bit of my aura, I sensed a powerful presence descending to the lower floors. The aura exuded a sense of devastation, unmistakably belonging to Sirzechs.

It became apparent that Sirzechs was likely coming down because of my sudden aura release, although it was only at a high-class level.

In Lucifer's Office, one doesn't typically release threatening auras unless under attack, which likely prompted his investigation.

78. Meeting Maou Lucifer.

Omniscient POV

Maou Sirzechs Lucifer was going about his usual routine, though he would much prefer spending time with his young son or Ria-tan instead of tirelessly working. Who even invented paperwork?

If only he knew, he would have obliterated that person from existence. Paperwork is truly evil—the root of all evil. He wishes that even his enemies didn't have to endure this burden.

Sirzechs longed to escape, but there always seemed to be a certain someone keeping a watchful eye on him to prevent any attempts to flee. The desire to escape weighed heavily on his mind.

Just as he finished pondering his idle thoughts, he suddenly remembered that the Sabnock Heir was due to arrive today.

His thoughts about the young heir were tinged with suspicion, particularly given the connections he had heard about through Serafall.

The mention of Akatsuki, a mysterious organization that suddenly emerged out of nowhere, raised red flags in Sirzechs' mind. Would he still be loyal to Underworld even after being connected to another organization?

The emergence of new organizations in the supernatural world was not uncommon, but many of them failed to stand the test of time against the established ancient factions. Would Akatsuki be any different?

But it had captured everyone's attention and remained a topic of widespread discussion. Its impact and influence seemed to transcend the usual fate of fledgling organizations, intriguing both newcomers and seasoned figures alike within the supernatural community.

This organization seemed to specialize in selling supernatural items like potions and even supernatural foods, causing quite a stir in the supernatural world. Sirzechs recalled a recent incident involving Freyja and a rare fruit sold by Akatsuki.

The whole of Norse mythology was in turmoil because Lady Freyja was adamant about obtaining another fruit even after her first purchase by winning the bid. Lord Odin certainly had his hands full dealing with her demands.

Fortunately, despite someone anonymous winning the bid for the second one, Akatsuki cleverly postponed the meeting requested by the Norse, likely to avoid further entanglement. Perhaps he also didn't wish to be entangled in such matters either. The complexities of supernatural dealings were enough to keep anyone cautious and wary. And nobody wants to deal with unsatisfied goddesses, especially someone like Lady Freyja.

Serafall also mentioned that the Sabnock Heir is exceptionally talented and strong for his age, displaying maturity beyond his years. But restoring the Sabnock family, renowned for their blacksmithing prowess, to their former status among the pillar devils would pose significant troubles.

Unlike the Sabnock member in Sairaorg's peerage, this heir possesses his bloodline power, making his allegiance crucial for securing future armaments for the devils, provided we can nurture and train him effectively.

However, before I can trust him completely, I must personally assess his loyalty.

Following that, there will be a challenging battle with the old coots in the devil council to reinstate him among the 72 devil pillars.

These individuals were ungrateful despite the Sabnock family's substantial contributions during the Great War, ultimately betraying and expelling them from the pillar devils to further their own agendas and profits.

As he contemplated these matters, he sensed the menacing aura of a high-class devil permeating his office. Even though known for his benevolence, Sirzechs rarely faced open provocation within his own office.

"I will go check on this," declared his Queen, Grayfia Lucifuge, who had been steadfastly standing by, ensuring Sirzechs couldn't slack off any further.

"No, I will handle it myself," Sirzechs responded firmly.

He could have delegated the task and gathered information later, but the rare opportunity to escape his workload early was too enticing to pass up.

Hastily, he descended the stairs, with Grayfia silently trailing behind him, fully understanding his true intentions with a resigned sigh.

When Sirzechs emerged, he observed a young boy, roughly the same age as his cute Ria-tan, exerting pressure on the guards. Sirzechs was impressed by the boy's evident power at such a young age, realizing that this must be the Sabnock Heir he was scheduled to meet.

The guards sprawled on the floor were among those 'recommended' by the Great King faction to serve in Maou Lucifer's office—a transparent attempt to infiltrate his domain.

Aware of their true intentions, Sirzechs had assigned them menial positions. However, their current behavior confirmed his suspicions—they were already causing trouble.

Internally sighing at the situation, Sirzechs knew he had to maintain a composed front in front of everyone.

"Who are you? Why are you threatening my staff?" Sirzechs inquired, releasing a fraction of his aura to assert his authority. He couldn't allow anyone to underestimate him or start a fight in his office without consequence.

"I haven't attacked anyone, Maou Lucifer. Is this how you treat all visitors?" the boy retorted, halting his own aura before speaking.

Sirzechs was surprised to see the boy withstand his aura, suggesting the boy possessed more strength than he initially let on.

"What's going on here?" Sirzechs asked, ceasing to exert any further pressure on those present.

"Sir, this boy attempted to trespass. When we tried to stop him, he attacked us," one of the guards explained, while the other seemed to attempt to intervene. At least one of them displayed a fraction of common sense.

Sirzechs turned his attention to Kouske to hear his side of the story.

"I am Kouske Sabnock. Maou Leviathan sent me to meet you. Here's her letter. But these guys refused to let me in even after I showed this," Kouske replied, visibly angry as he handed Sirzechs Serafall's letter.

"Why did you refuse him entry even after seeing the letter and her seal?" Sirzechs asked, applying pressure on the two guards.

It was clear they were already causing trouble and aiming to make him lose face. Sirzechs was already considering grounds to dismiss them, and today's incident would serve that purpose. He questioned them further before ordering others to detain them for later interrogation.

"I apologize on behalf of my staff. Come, I was waiting for you," Sirzechs said, leading Kouske into his room.

"Please have a seat. This is Grayfia Lucifuge, my Queen," Sirzechs introduced, pointing towards Grayfia.

"Greetings, Lady Lucifuge," Kouske responded politely.

"Greetings, Lord Sabnock," Grayfia replied with a polite bow before excusing herself to prepare refreshments.

"I'm truly sorry you had to experience this on your first visit. I'll handle the matter," Sirzechs assured Kouske.

"It's alright, I suppose. Serafall mentioned you wanted to meet me," Kouske replied.

"Yes, I wanted to discuss your lands. May I call you Kouske-kun? And you can call me by my name as well," Sirzechs suggested with a friendly smile.

"Of course, Sirzechs-san," Kouske agreed, earning a slight smile from Sirzechs.

By this time, Grayfia had returned with snacks, offering them to both of them. The conversation delved into the troubles and state of Kouske's lands.

"Forty percent of the lands have been claimed by other clans. I'm sorry we can't do much to help with that. Filing a complaint would only lead to a meeting board, which may not be very effective. I advise against taking aggressive actions against the other clans as you establish your family anew. It's best not to antagonize them too soon," Sirzechs advised.

"I'll keep that in mind," Kouske nodded.

"It's fortunate you still have 60% of your original properties, thanks to the support of the Extra Devil Clans loyal to your clan in the past. I can introduce you to them if you'd like," Sirzechs offered.

"Sure, I'd like to meet them," Kouske agreed.

"Here are the necessary papers. After this, it will be up to you to develop the lands. Unfortunately, some of the cities in your territory are barely functional and have fallen to monsters from the Pits. Many are considering evacuation. While we can't openly show favoritism, you can always reach out if you need assistance," Sirzechs explained.

The conversation continued until Kouske suddenly felt a mental intrusion. Noticing this Kouske's eyes sharpened and he unconsciously started leaking out his aura.

"[Kouske! Don't attack him. You still can't beat him!]" Clarice cautioned.

"Yeah, relax for now, kid. There's nothing good that will come out of fighting here. Besides, that maid is staring at you," Vritra added.

Sirzechs sensed the shift in Kouske's energy. He had been subtly trying to probe Kouske's thoughts and allegiances regarding the Devil Faction and Akatsuki.

Although Sirzechs found Kouske to be reasonable during their conversation, caution was paramount. Before potentially opposing the Devil Council on behalf of Kouske's clan, Sirzechs intended to conduct a discreet interrogation through hypnotism.

He assumed Kouske wouldn't notice, but the change in behavior suggested otherwise. Now, Sirzechs regretted not delegating this task to Ajuka and anticipated Serafall's displeasure after learning about this. That girl seemed quite fond of this boy.

"Kouske-kun, I believe there's a misunde..." Sirzechs began, but Kouske interrupted by raising his hand.

"I think we're done here, Lucifer-san. It's better for me to leave. I don't think I'm in the mood to talk further. I'll discuss any remaining details with Serafall," Kouske stated firmly, locking eyes with Sirzechs and his maid who seemed ready to move if Kouske did anything rude.

Kouske's aura continued to emanate. Despite Sirzechs' attempts to continue the conversation, Kouske departed without hearing any more explanations.

Kouske understood that Sirzechs was merely fulfilling his duties and considering the future of the devil race, but being subjected to hypnosis unsettled him.

For some reason, Kouske couldn't calm his rage, even after an hour. He felt an unusual intensity of anger, prompting him to seek solace in the dungeon to release his pent-up emotions.

As Vritra had said, a dragon's pride could be destructive, but its effects were unpredictable.

Kouske returned home after a while, seeming calmer than before. However, he still felt unsettled. Being the host of an evil dragon was no easy task. Despite having a mental barrier thanks to the system, all of Kouske's senses and emotions were heightened like those of a dragon's.

"Where's Lavinia and Asia?" Kouske asked Elle, who was engrossed in an online video game battle against someone named Queen.

"Asia-chan's still not back yet. And Reni-chan said she'll be staying at Dia-chan's house tonight too," Elle replied without even turning away from her game.

Kouske couldn't help but notice how Elle, once enthusiastic about going out and exploring, had become a lazy hikikomori, spending all day playing games online. He resolved to 'encourage' her to be more active starting tomorrow. If kind words didn't work, he might need to be a bit more forceful.

Meanwhile, Asia had begun her training as a nun in a church located far from supernatural influences. Raised in an orphanage run by nuns and taught about Christianity her entire life, Asia's faith was important to her, and Kouske respected her beliefs.

He had made sure to find a church where she could pursue her calling without interference from exorcists. With his familiars and Ddraig by her side, Kouske felt assured of her safety.

However, one thing weighed on Kouske's mind—Lavinia was still upset with him, even though a week had passed since Serafall's tantrum.

Lavinia had chosen to stay at Dia and Esri's place, and Kouske found himself experiencing withdrawal symptoms.

After years of having someone sleeping beside him, the sudden emptiness left him feeling unusually lonely and longing for her presence.

After a while, Asia returned from her nun training.

"Did anything unusual happen around the church?" Kouske asked Ddraig telepathically.

"No, I didn't notice anyone from the supernatural in that town, so it should be fine," Ddraig replied.

"That's good then. Thanks for always looking after her," Kouske said sincerely.

"Hmph! No need to thank me. I am just looking after my wielder. Your familiars were helpful too," replied Ddraig.

Later, everyone in the Miyamura residence gathered to eat dinner together, except for Lavinia.

Although Sakuya was typically the one serving everyone food, on this particular day, Kouske took charge of cooking himself and didn't let Sakuya handle any of it.

After enjoying their meal and chatting at the dinner table, everyone eventually retired to bed for the night.

Kouske was still awake and feeling lonely. Suddenly, the door to his room opened a bit and someone peeked inside hesitantly.

For a moment, Kouske thought Lavinia had forgiven him and returned. However, upon closer inspection, he realized it was just Rurune.

"Yo! You're still not sleeping?" asked the Cerberus in a girl's body.

"No. Why are you here, Rurune-chan?" asked Kouske.

"I thought you might be lonely, so I might as well sleep with ya," said Rurune, blushing and looking away.

"I guess I might need some company," replied Kouske, patting the place beside him on the bed.

"Hai!" Rurune happily jumped onto the bed.

Rurune was particularly fond of Rin and Kouske. Rin was quite surprised when she saw Rurune talk and take human form, but since Rin was already introduced to the supernatural world, she quickly accepted Rurune, albeit a bit awkwardly at first. Rurune had a simple, straightforward, and outspoken personality.

After that, both of them fell asleep quickly. At some point, Asia and Tarte had also hesitantly joined them and fell asleep alongside them. In the morning, Lavinia finally returned.

"Ko-kun! Guess who's back?!"

Lavinia was adorned in a standard magician's robe, elegantly designed with white and blue colors, accompanied by a large wizard's hat that added to her dazzling appearance. Her attire sparkled like snowflakes, catching the eye with its magical charm.

She had spent the past week searching for supernatural designers to create cute and beautiful wizard dresses for herself with Esri and Dia's help, knowing that her Ko-kun liked cosplaying so much.

However, upon returning and seeing him happily sleeping with other girls in their bed while she had missed him throughout the whole week, Lavinia felt a mix of sadness and anger.

It wasn't because there were other girls here—she was close to all of them—but rather the feeling that he hadn't missed her at all.

Quickly, she teleported back to Italy. Seeing all this drama, Sakuya couldn't help but sigh. Serving such a master wasn't easy at all.

Before, she didn't intervene since everyone except her master knew what Lavinia was doing. But now, she had to go talk to Lavinia, and it was going to be a tiring conversation.

Lavinia was already around 15, a teenager. And dealing with teenage emotions is always difficult.

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Chapter 35

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Chapter 79. Consequences.

 

Omniscient POV

Spirit Realm

Things have been a bit difficult for Felix, the emperor of the phoenixes, in the spirit realm in recent years. He can always be seen looking sad as he gazes out the window.

His precious daughter rarely comes home, always staying with that accursed human. She doesn't give him much time anymore.

Is this how a father feels when his daughter has a boyfriend? But his daughter doesn't even have a boyfriend, he thinks, yet his state remains the same.

And it's all because of her contractor. Now, Felix is contemplating whether he should just arrange some 'accidents' to eliminate the boy.

But he refrains, fearing his daughter might hate him, and there's also that crazy time-stopping maid around him. He just wants to see his daughter more.

*sigh*

Secondly, his wife, Kiana Emberfaust, has become addicted to video games lately. She goes around with the online pseudonym "Queen" in many competitions, unknowingly competing with her own daughter.

Every time she loses or ties, his lifespan seems to decrease a bit. He still doesn't know how to break this news to her without triggering another tantrum. Both mother and daughter can be incredibly competitive.

The worst part is that both are wasting his money on something called gacha. It's not that he doesn't have enough money—he has more than enough—but that thing is just a nightmare and a waste of resources.

It's been gaining popularity in recent years. He tracked down the game company that first introduced such a thing, and it all leads back to that devilish contractor of his daughter.

That guy is pure evil. No sane human could ever do such a thing without hesitations. The gacha craze and gacha hell is spreading like wildfire.

As a ruler with years of experience, he can firmly say it's just a way to defraud people. It's a kind of gambling.

He isn't sure if his daughter realizes this, but he knows his wife can deduce it. Yet, she still goes along with the craze!

*sigh*

"My hard-earned money...!"

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Omniscient POV

Underworld

"Zechs-chan, I never expected such a thing from you!" Serafall exclaimed, looking unusually serious for her typically cute demeanor.

"Look, I am sorry. I didn't mean to do any harm. I thought he wouldn't even know and everything would leave on good notes," Sirzechs replied.

"It's even worse if you thought so," Serafall responded sternly.

All four of the Satans were present and gathered to discuss the reinstatement of the Sabnock Clan among the pillar devils. They had just concluded a heated meeting with the devil council.

As expected, many clan heads opposed the Sabnock Clan's return, unwilling to share their power. Despite this, they had to publicly congratulate the Sabnocks on their survival, unable to oppose the enlistment without valid reasons.

The opposition primarily focused on questioning Kouske Sabnock's allegiance. They had conducted a thorough background investigation on him before the meeting.

Surprisingly, Mephisto Pheles attended the devil council today. He and Rudiger stood firmly on the kid's side, baffling many.

Despite the resistance, some conditions were set for Kouske to revive his clan. One condition demanded a monthly set of weapons for the devil faction, a demand the Satans and their allies vehemently rejected.

Lord Agares spoke out against this unreasonable demand, reminding everyone of the Sabnock's storied history.

The Sabnock Clan never tolerated being coerced into making weapons like commoner street-side blacksmiths. It would do more bad than good in the long run.

Further investigation revealed Lord Agares's direct connection to Kouske's company and his father. The Agares Clan had long been contracted with them, which sparked curiosity among the council.

Many wondered if Lord Agares knew about Kouske's existence and his mother's identity or if he was just as surprised as the others to learn that the heir of a supposedly extinct clan was closer than he had realized.

Ultimately, the council relented, stipulating that the Sabnock Clan would have to offer ten powerful weapons to the devil faction free of cost in the future.

Initially, they demanded more, but they had to concede that magic weapons weren't cheap. This all relied on Kouske's talent—if he could ever even create weapons of such caliber.

Another significant condition was that Kouske would have to marry a noble devil and produce an heir to ensure the future of the devil clan.

These two conditions stood out as the most important and highlighted requirements, though other lesser conditions were also imposed.

The Satans, particularly Sirzechs and Serafall, were relieved to see some compromise, but the underlying tension remained.

Just after the meeting was over, Serafall started questioning Sirzechs as she had just returned from outside.

She had been out on a job, fixing a problem created by idiotic, ignorant, snobbish noble brats.

She hadn't had much time to talk to Sirzechs before the meeting. However, she had messaged Kouske once to ask how the meeting went, and he was mad, to say the least.

After that, she had to meet with various people from different factions to ensure their hatred for the devils did not escalate further, keeping her quite busy all this time.

Serafall was honestly a bit disappointed with her friend. Ajuka and even Falbium were trying to mediate between the two.

Initially, she might have been visiting Kouske to keep an eye on him and know his motive for her precious So-tan.

But over the years, she had genuinely come to care about the kid who, despite being young, never backed down and even tried to flirt with her, which she found cute in a way.

She actually firmly believed he was a reincarnator, but that wouldn't change much between them, and she never prodded on the matter.

She had come to know that Kouske was genuinely a good guy. He was very blunt and comforting to speak to, but he could also be just as much annoying sometimes. He would play along with her pranks whenever he could. So, she never expected her own friend to make such a blunder.

"Zechs-chan, do you think I'm a bad judge of character? Do you have so little faith in me?" she asked, her voice almost trembling with emotion.

"N-no, I never thought that. I'm really sorry if I hurt you," replied Sirzechs, feeling guilty as he saw his friend on the verge of tears. Ajuka and Falbium were also taken aback by the situation.

"Then you should have believed in what I said. I told you he was trustworthy," replied a sad Serafall.

"I... I was only trying to make sure of the future of the devils. But I will make up for it," Sirzechs replied, remorse evident in his voice.

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Kouske's POV

It's been a while since Lavinia came back. It seems Sakuya and Esri had a talk with her. She has been going around in a magician's dress, and to be honest, she looks awesome.

Tarte seems to have awakened a skill called Blue Lightning, which is quite powerful. In fact, many have awakened different skills and abilities through falna.

There are also many with development abilities like blacksmithing, mystery, and more. So, things are taking a turn for the better.

Recently, Saki, Rin, and their families got falna. There's also Elle, who has been the laziest. My other familiars, like Hawks, Noctis, and the others, are working hard and slowly becoming stronger day by day. But Elle has been the most stagnant.

Even I have reached the C+ rank and now I am stronger than her. So, I have been pushing Elle to be more active and stay in the dungeon more to get stronger.

I was actually thinking of blackmailing her by confiscating her games, but the look she gave me when I tried to mention something similar was horrifying.

There's no reason to make myself the target of an undying enemy just because of some silly games.

There's also her gacha addiction. I introduced it early on to earn more money, but I never wanted her to get addicted to it. Her whole room is filled with useless trash. I tried talking her out of it, but it seems it will still take some time.

Another issue is my ever-growing hormones, as my body seems to be going through puberty. Since that night, Tarte, Asia, and Rurune have been coming to my room frequently to sleep, but they are also in their growth period.

However, the issue arises with Lavinia, who has experienced sudden and unusually significant growth spurts in recent years. All her womanly curves are growing and showing. Her hips have become wider.

Not a trace of that frightened little girl remains in her. She has blossomed into a stunning beauty, always retaining that innocent look on her face.

Since receiving the falna, her natural beauty has seemed to enhance, and her workout routine has resulted in the development of slight abs. This situation is making it quite difficult for me to live in the same room as her.

Previously, hugging me to sleep was no problem. But now her breasts are bigger, she is suffocating me in her sleep. if I were a normal person, I would have passed out from that situation or at worst, could have died.

Sometimes I wake up in the morning to see nothing but darkness as her soft breasts block my view while she's on top of me.

Even though I'm younger than her, my body is the same height as hers and quite big. She's also actually quite tall for a girl.

There's also the fact that I sometimes dream of kneading soft melons and hear hot moans all night long, leaving me hot and bothered in the morning.

As a result, every morning, my little brother seems to want to reach the heavens. All the girls watching this in the morning are quite a bit embarrassed. It's also embarrassing for me.

There's also the fact that Rangiku seems to have corrupted Sakuya in some way. Last time, Sakuya even came into the shower with me to scrub my back with only a towel wrapped around her. Unfortunately, nothing happened and she was even wearing a swimsuit underneath.

*tch*

Rangiku has my gratitude. I haven't seen Cleria for a while, ironically, as she seems to be more serious than me, the head of the organization.

I just hope Rangiku continues her efforts; I'll have to personally reward her for her contributions. More such corruptions are always welcomed in my house.

While it may seem like I'm complaining, I'm actually not. Who wouldn't enjoy these things? I admit, I'm degenerate enough to find pleasure in them.

However, what I dislike is being blue-balled every time. But I don't want to rush and hurt Lavinia or Sakuya. I'll remain patient. I desire a relationship built on love and emotion, not just on lust.

But Vritra seems to be making it even more difficult. Since the first time we could feel each other in our soul avatar, she seems to be teasing me more often, and I can't deny that I'm not doing the same.

However, we're still not going all the way, as I know she's just teasing me and her feelings might not yet be on the level of love.

I have no interest in furthering our relationship ambiguously, especially in this still-developing body. Maybe after a few more years, I won't be worrying much anymore.

There's also the issue that Ddraig seems to have told Asia about how he and Albion died while fighting, as well as about Yehweh.

Understandably, she was upset and in disbelief for a while. I talked to him, and he explained that he wanted her to know about it before it was too late.

He believed that in the future, it might become a mental burden for her if she found out about it later on.

So he wanted to address it from the beginning, as it was only a matter of time before she learned the truth.

While Asia-chan may have been shocked, she is slowly getting over it. She has also improved in controlling her Longinus, at least much better than the pervert.

Even on her first try, she could already boost more than the pervert could initially, as her body was already much stronger than a normal human with her falna-enhanced body.

Additionally, she awakened a skill through her falna called Conversion, which allows her to convert one type of energy into another.

Its most notable feature is the ability to convert her holy energy into demonic energy and her healing power into decay power.

There's also the dragons that she is rearing. With my time magic and her help, they have grown larger and stronger, now as formidable as Low-Class Dragons (E- ~ E+).

Their next step would be to get stronger and slowly discover their elements or develop their own unique powers through their dragon cores. Every dragon has a dragon core that grants them unique abilities at a certain point.

Like Ddraig, the Welsh/Red Dragon Emperor of Domination, who found his domination aura and unique abilities like boost, transfer, penetrate, and his dragon fire that can even burn souls, rumored to be even hotter than Vritra's which can burn the soul and inflict almost irremovable curses that even the Gods themselves fear.

Albion, being the White Dragon Emperor of Supremacy, has his aura of supremacy and unique abilities such as divide, reflect, and others.

Come to think of it, I had never seen Vali while I was in the lab with Azazel. Maybe he is keeping him away from me for the moment.

Well, it works in my favor; I don't want to deal with an annoying brat who constantly wants to get beat up. Though, if it were a masochistic girl, my thoughts would have been very different.

Back to the topic of dragon cores, Vritra said even I would gain a dragon core as I become stronger and gain more draconic features. If I could freely change between a full dragon and a human, then my dragon core would be complete.

It's just slowly starting to form. Once it fully forms, I might also be able to acquire unique abilities like Ddraig and Albion's when I reach the Dragon Emperor realm, a feat even Vritra couldn't achieve in her lifetime.

Currently, I am mass-producing low-class holy weapons in my smithy in the Demiplane. Even though they're low-class, they'll still be deadly for low-class and quite harmful for mid-class devils as they are enchanted with holy magic.

The angels might be surprised that there is another faction capable of forging holy weapons superior to their flimsy third-rate light-based sabers and guns, but they'll probably be the ones to buy these the most from the shop. I guess I might have to meet them too.

There's also the pending invitation from the Norse who wanted to meet. I also wanted to go there as there's Rossweisse and Brunhilde, who is said to be extremely beautiful and is still single.

But unfortunately, I do not want to meet Freyja after that fiasco. I even stopped auctioning the Rainbow Fruits for a while because of her. I will sell them after some years again. I only replied to them saying the stock was gone.

I have also made a few changes to the website as my knowledge in coding has developed further and easily because of my Memory Partition skill and Thought Acceleration skill.

Now, the devils using a larger amount of money to buy items will have all their purchase lists and prices spiked, so as not to trouble the commoner devils but only the noble devils.

The devils who might be the sacrifice to the weapons would also mostly be evil and stray devils staying on Earth, as the Underworld has various strict rules for commoner devils without belonging to any peerages to be allowed to visit Earth.

They cannot visit it willy-nilly. So there's not much to worry about. Well, there might still be some innocent victims because of those mind-crazy and corrupted exorcists.

But there's nothing I can do for now. I may be good, but not a saint. This is all because of Sirzechs that I am making weapons for the church. Blame it all on him.

I am someone who always bears grudges; call me childish if you want, but it is what it is.

It might put me in a bad spot with the devils, but it doesn't matter as they were never actively supportive of my organization.

And it's only for a while. I won't sell the church too much ammo. I will stop after six months of selling in low numbers.

And there's also the fact that I might sell various kinds of weapons, even demonic and holy weapons, at exorbitant prices in the future.

This time's prices are also fixed and quite expensive, but not impossible for the church to buy. These will be going online from tomorrow. I also sent some samples to church headquarters in the Vatican.

I have been working nonstop for a while in this time-encased place, just forging. So, I will just go home for now.

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Chapter 36: 80. The Sabnock Territory.

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Kouske's POV

Currently, I am in the Underworld, surveying my territories. There are cities in my territory, but they are slowly being vacated because of the rising monsters from the pits.

Some have even completely fallen and become dens of monsters. Now, what exactly is the pit? It's the birthplace of monsters in the Underworld, filled with demonic power that gives birth to demonic creatures.

The entire Underworld serves as breeding grounds for these pits. The monsters from the pits can be powerful enough to trouble even the Satans and their peerages.

This is why only 40% of the Underworld is currently being used by all the factions combined, while the remaining 60% is full of monsters and remains unknown.

One of the jobs of the lords of the lands is to safeguard their territories from the increasing number of monsters.

My territory has a total of six different pits surrounding its perimeter. In the past, the Sabnocks would make strong weapons, attracting warriors to our cities for trade and other reasons.

They would then form hunting parties to hunt down the monsters and earn more money. Stationed knights would also periodically cull the number of strong monsters to protect the general populace.

The monster corpses would then be used to make various weapons and produce chemicals or other items. These products would be sold to attract more people, and the cycle would continue.

Typically, the safer a territory is from these monsters, the higher the taxes are for commoner devils.

These lords mostly charge exorbitant taxes, which affects the livelihood and happiness of the entire territory. Unfortunately, most clans extort their citizens this way.

Only a few, like the Phenex Clan and Agares Clan, alongside the New Satan families, charge comparatively lesser taxes.

The Phenex Clan is already rich, so they do not charge much, keeping their citizens quite happy.

The lowest tax collectors are the Gremory Clan, while the highest tax collector is the Bael Clan.

The Original Satan families also charge huge taxes. These taxes are one of the fundamental ways for a clan to earn money.

Looking at the barely functioning cities in my territory, I am afraid I cannot charge them much.

I first have to solve the problem of the pits to safeguard the people and reclaim some of the cities from the monsters.

There are also those annoying reporters. I was bugged to give them an interview after the announcement of my clan's reenlistment among the Pillar Devils.

But these bastards are still causing me trouble even after giving them a brief interview.

They have been releasing news about my age, the situation in my territories, etc., for the last few days, making me look bad without explicitly saying anything negative. I will remember the faces of these reporter bastards.

At least the people welcomed me warmly. Well, mostly. There are still those who think their situation will worsen because of me, but who cares?

They can never oppose nobles, not that I would punish them for now. One thing that's bothering me, though, is the person following me around my territory. I went to a desolate place and quickly cornered them.

"So, who are you?" I asked the hooded figure from behind, my sword—crafted from my bloodline ability—aimed at their neck.

The hooded figure slowly turned around and removed their... her hood, revealing a tanned, gray-haired, big-boobed girl with auburn colored eyes, in her early 20s with a long ponytail.

She had a sword on her waist and wore easy-to-move-in clothes with spats, long black stockings, and white hand gloves.

"I... I am Bertrand Beleth, my lord," said the girl a bit nervously. [A/N: Bertrand from KamiKatsu, born female but raised like a male.]

The name Beleth caught my attention. They are a clan of Extra Demons. What are Extra Demons? The Extra Demons are houses of top-class devils who are not part of the 72 Pillars.

Currently, most of the Extra Demons have secluded themselves from devil society, not wanting to involve themselves with the government.

It is stated that if a member of an Extra Demon household wants to participate in the Rating Games, they have to cut ties with their household due to their isolationist tendencies.

Despite this, Roygun Belphegor was somehow able to become the head of the Belphegor clan, likely due to the wealth and power her success in the Rating Games afforded her clan despite their preferences.

Mephisto Pheles is the only member of the Extra Demons who doesn't have a clan and has been active since the time of the original Four Great Satans.

The Extra Demon Clans of Lucifuge, Satanchia, Agaliarept, Fleurety, Sargatanas, and Nebiros are known as the Six Houses of Lucifer as they served the Lucifer Clan.

A total of four Extra Devil clans used to serve the Sabnocks, but now only two remain, while the other two were exterminated during the Great War.

The two remaining clans are the Beleth and the Botis clans. They have been going out of their way to protect the remaining territories of the Sabnocks for the last few centuries.

Without them, I think the devil council would have sabotaged all my lands. So, it did surprise me a bit after hearing her name, but I didn't let my guard down nor change my expression.

"You are a Beleth, huh? But why are you tailing me?" I asked, still pointing my sword at her.

"I am sorry, my lord. Please punish me if you must!" replied the girl, bending her body at a ninety-degree angle so fast that my sword grazed her cheek.

Blood trickled from the wound, but she looked unfazed, with a crazed look in her eyes, creeping me out a bit.

"Just answer the simple question," I replied, annoyed.

"I think I understand what's happening. Devils are creatures of sin. To make other devils, especially some prestigious ones like the Extra Demon Clans, follow them blindly, they would do thorough brainwashing since ancient times. The Sabnocks were no different. This practice must have been passed down through generations in her family, which could explain why she has that crazy look in her eyes," said Vritra in my mind.

"Sorry! I was only trying to find the right moment to talk to you, my lord. But you found me before I could approach you," replied Bertrand.

"And what did you want?" I asked.

"My family asked me to stay at your side, my lord, and to tell you that my ancestor would like to meet you. I am sorry, but he has been hiding from the devil council for centuries in our territory. They do not even know he is alive. He is the current best blacksmith in the Devil faction. So I think it will be of great help for you to meet him. And there's also the Botis clan who would like to meet you," replied the girl in one breath.

I already used Truthful Trace to know if she was lying, and Vritra also agreed that learning from an expert would help me the most, especially if it is the ancestor who worked for the first Sabnock. I retracted my sword and dematerialized it. The girl kept looking at the place with wide eyes as if she had witnessed something divine. I really am not ready for this shit.

"I can meet him. But tell me one thing," I said.

"What is it, my lord?" Bertrand asked, tilting her head cutely.

"Why did you guys not help Misteeta? Did you abandon him because he didn't have his bloodline power?" I asked, just to be sure, as I already knew just how crazy these devils can be about bloodline powers.

Hearing my question, she shrank a bit and looked hesitant.

"My lord, I-I cannot fully deny your claim. But I think some of the elders in the clan also tried to help Lord Misteeta and tried to bring him to our or the Botis's territory, but back then he refused any help," she replied.

I didn't find anything false in her statement. Did the young Misteeta choose his devil pride above everything else? There's also the fact that he was from the branch family, not the main one.

Well, he should have matured under Sairaorg; that guy has impressive persuasive skills. He recruited four devils from extinct clans, after all.

I only asked for the sake of it. It doesn't really matter, as Misteeta is living his life happily, and I do not have any obligation to help him further. The Beleth and Botis clans' responses are what devils are normally like.

After that, I scheduled a date to meet this ancestor of the Beleth on a later date. Bertrand wanted to follow me, but I told her to go back to her clan for now.

I will do things on my own for a while and warned her not to tail me again and to also convey this to the Beleth and the Botis clan. She looked dejected as her shoulders slumped but accepted my order.

"Oh, Bertrand..." I called her again, and she looked excited as her eyes gleamed.

"Yes, my lord?!"

"Why are you named Bertrand? Isn't that a guy's name?" I asked, as this had been on my mind since the beginning.

"..." There was an awkward silence for a moment, but then she replied sadly that she was the first child of the present clan head who actually wanted a boy instead of a girl.

After many years of trying due to the low birthrate of devils, when his wife finally gave birth, it turned out to be a girl.

But he had already thought of a boy's name for his child, which he didn't want to change. So he named her Bertrand and even raised her much like a son. I didn't know what to say. After that, we parted ways.

I found the old mansion of the Sabnocks. It was locked and protected by magic, so it still looked fine. I already had the password in the clan head's circle.

The mansion was very big and lavish; back then, the Sabnocks were one of the richest in the Underworld because of their weapons business.

I brought the girls to have them sightsee the place. Sakuya promptly got started on decorating the mansion.

I informed the locals about the girls' identities as esteemed magicians contracted with the Sabnock clan, and that they were free to roam my territories as they wished. There will be severe punishments for those who try to harm them.

After that, I had many problems to look into and work on, like the pits and the redevelopment of the territories.

But first, I needed to recruit more servants for the mansion. Otherwise, others would make fun of me and think less of me. They even know I do not have much monetary trouble with my father's company.

So even if it's just to show others, I have to recruit now. I posted for recruitment in a month. I know many spies might come, even if I do not have much power and influence for now.

But all of them will only be recruited after going through an interview with my skill Truthful Trace active, and everyone would have to accept the taming contract from me. So no spies can do much. I even have that spy in the Bael estate.

I have to recruit soldiers too. The thing in the Underworld is that the commoners are oppressed way too much.

People say that power makes might, and this is very true in this faction. The nobles always try to make sure that the commoners can never reach their power.The commoners are prohibited from going to Earth, which is the only place they can take contracts to slowly rise in rank.
The official statement is that low-class devils might die unnecessarily in various conflicts, given the already dwindling population, and that leaving them unsupervised might also cause friction between different factions.

To tell the truth, they don't really care what happens to the commoners. Their only concern is for the remaining 72 devil clans and extra demon clans.

Even then, for a low-rank devil to reach a middle-class rank in society takes about roughly a thousand years, even if the devil works every day to fulfill contracts.

To reach the high class from the middle class is almost impossible for them. There are so many exams and rules for all this. They even have to beg a high-class devil for a recommendation to participate in the exam.

But still, they hardly ever pass. They are deprived of education about the basic things that come up in exam questions in those rank-up exams, whereas noble children have been learning these same things since childhood.

Again, the exams for noble children and their peerages are easier than the general exams for commoners that occur every five years.

Only thirty people every five years rank up from low to middle class among millions of commoners.

That too are only people with recommendations, like the servants working in a noble's house.

In the last hundred years, only ten devils without any support have risen to the middle class. It is extremely unfair.

Only after becoming a middle-class devil can they go to the human world to get easier access to contracts.

Before that, they have to do menial labor or work in forced government services to make some contributions, which almost amount to nothing, to get achievements.

There are even cases where commoners get scammed, unintentionally or forcefully signing contracts to work for a place with low wages for thousands of years.

Fortunately, the present government has changed some of the rules and ensured that a contract cannot hold someone for more than a hundred years. But a hundred years of life is also not a trivial amount.

The other ways to rise in rank are either contributing during wartime, which is quite difficult with the absence of wars for the last five or six centuries or getting into a noble's peerage, which gives them the ability to follow their master to the human realm to get easier access to contracts and rise through rating games.

In one sense, this is a shitty system. And this is only for the low to middle-class exams. I haven't even talked about the middle-to-high or high-to-ultimate class rank-up examinations.

I have seen some devils with ultimate-class physical prowess working as day laborers in my own territory for a meager wage.

And the devils say they are short of people. This is baffling. I am going to recruit these devils with high to ultimate class prowess.

They are looked down on because of their meager magical energies, but if one looks closer, they are physically extremely powerful. If they are taught proper martial arts, they will be a force to reckon with.

I can easily earn their loyalty if I help them. The devils as a whole prioritize magic above everything. They still haven't witnessed Sairaorg's physical prowess.

The clan magic circles play a vital role in this too. They can make weak devils powerful depending on the efficiency of the magic circle they are using.

The magic circles sold on the market are not very effective but highly expensive. Maybe I should sell some one-time-use magic circles at fair prices.

No one has ever done that. It might make me look bad among the noble devils, but I don't care as it's a good source of income.

After making plans to meet every devil with high to ultimate-class physical prowess in the devil faction, I went to the nearby pit.

I had already asked my tamed familiars to clean up the area. They have been fighting nonstop, rotating among themselves. The monster bodies are also being stored in my storage rings.

Nobody could possibly think that I would be able to solve this problem so quickly. In a few days, the perimeter around this city will at least be completely safe from the monsters from the pits.

I will slowly keep doing this with my familiars, the girls, or even some of my subordinates in Akatsuki, then recover all of my territories and even expand.

There's a devil rule that says a lord can expand his territory and claim the land if he cleans the area of monsters from the pits, as this land doesn't belong to anyone.

I might even consider slowly cleaning the central area of the Underworld, which has the strongest and biggest number of pits and monsters, and make a city or country in it.

I mean, it's free to take, and I can sell the monster parts at exorbitant prices to keep making more money.

From next week, I will be selling monster parts on the website. But I will sell them as a Sabnock in the Underworld too, to maintain the image that I am slowly clearing the monsters from the pits around my territory.

I mean, no one can use such a huge force to do similar things like me. I can have my thousands of tamed familiars and members of Akatsuki to do this. This will be a good training for all.

The Satans and their peerages or Hades and his grim reapers might be able to do the same. But they cannot afford to invest so much time, resources, and manpower into this all the time.

There might also be huge losses if things go wrong. But I have almost an infinite number of high-end potions to cure wounds, refill mana, and remove exhaustion. So things are going to be interesting in the coming years.

However, I do think I would like to do things discreetly for now, especially about clearing the center of the Underworld. The unclaimed lands with pits and monsters make up about 60% of the whole Underworld.

There are also my holy weapons that are selling at exorbitant prices. At first, the angels were the only ones buying them.

But after a month, other mythologies, especially even the devils, are buying them to ensure they do not fall into the hands of the angels anymore.

So after seeing this, I stopped selling them at fixed prices and put them up for auction.

Now, every day, a set amount of low-class holy weapons are being sold through auctions where angels and even devils are bidding for them, one trying to empower themselves while the other tries to stop the other.

It's quite hilarious. I have already sold about 300 of them. I will sell another 100 and then stop.

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Chapter 37: 81. Holy Sword Project Part 1.

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Omniscient POV

Sixth Heaven, Zebel

Heaven is the realm of Angels, depicted as a bright, cloud-above realm with a large gate and floating stone buildings, divided into seven regions. Each Heaven serves a unique purpose.

First Heaven houses low-level Angels and the future Brave Saints.

Second Heaven is a dark area for star observation and the confinement of sinful Angels.

Third Heaven, connected to Purgatory, is home to the souls of the dead and the Tree of Life.

Fourth Heaven features the Garden of Eden and the Tree of Wisdom.

Fifth Heaven, formerly home to Grigori, now holds research institutes.

Sixth Heaven, or Zebel, is the core residence of Seraphs like Michael and Gabriel.

Zebel means quick-witted, clever, and cunning, possibly referring to the Seraphs who reside there and suggesting that these three traits are why they are the leaders of Heaven.

Seventh Heaven contains the Sacred Gear and God's System, with a strong defense system.

In a huge room in Zebel with a large table, the Four Great Seraphs and Ten Seraphs were intensely examining a sword emitting holy energy.

All the others seemed tense. Yes, Heaven was in trouble right now. But if anything, it was a blessing. They had obtained holy weapons superior to those used by mundane exorcists.

But the question was who could make such weapons in such a large quantity? Or were they made by multiple people? But believing that one person made these in such a short time was... quite worrying.

"Raphael, are these reports really true?" asked Michael, looking at the report in his hands seriously.

"Yes. I have personally tested them along with the technical team of Heaven. You can easily figure it out just by looking at the swords," replied Raphael, one of the Four Great Seraphs.

"These are not very powerful, but they will be a great help to us. But how did someone make these when even we, who have been trying to improve the quality of our weapons, haven't been able to do so?" asked Raziel, one of the Ten Seraphs.

"And that too, so many of them! Even we have to exert so much of our power when trying to make just one weak holy weapon by imbuing our pure holy aura in it!" added another of the Ten Seraphs, Sandalphon, looking quite frustrated.

"Well, we already know where they are coming from. But who exactly in Akatsuki has such skills? Not only is the enchantment impressive, but also the smithing is quite good for a low-class holy weapon," said Michael.

"Maybe we can ask Akatsuki?" said Gabriel innocently.

"Well, sister, I don't think he would be willing to give up such information about someone so skilled in his organization. He would most likely want to keep the maker unknown and safe," replied Uriel, one of the Four Great Seraphs.

Hearing this, Gabriel deflated a bit.

"But we should really meet him. It would benefit us to make connections with him, even if only for the opportunity to get more of these weapons in the future," added Michael hurriedly, trying to cheer up his little sister.

"Yeah, we have been overlooking him for a while as we still weren't sure if he's an ally or not. But we should finally get in contact with him now," said Sariel, one of the Ten Seraphs.

"But how many do we have of these now?" asked Raguel, one of the Ten Seraphs.

"A little over 100. But now that the devils know we are buying these, they also seem to be buying the weapons. Other mythologies are also trying to get their hands on these. So it's going to be more difficult from now on, as Akatsuki has also stopped normal selling and is now selling these at auction," said Uriel.

"He must have noticed. He is profiting a lot from this," said Raphael.

"Yeah. But let's first inform the church to bid as high as they can to get as many of these weapons as possible. After that, we should arrange a meeting with Akatsuki. But for now, tell the technical team to keep researching these," said Michael.

"Well, it's going to be difficult even if we try to research this. It seems these were not made normally," informed Raphael, stroking the back of his head.

"How?" asked Uriel.

"They seem to have been made with pure magic. There's also smithing involved, but the enchantment is the difficult part. I will still continue to look into it," replied Raphael.

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One of the Catholic Churches, Italy

In a hidden basement room in one of the Catholic Church of Italy, 30 children were grouped together. All were around 9-12 years in age.

They were some of the selected 'talents' to take part in the Holy Sword Project to become 'special' and contribute to the church to help the human kind against all the evils, by becoming holy sword wielders.

Valper Galilei, one of the archbishops and the head researcher of the church, was conducting these experiments in secret.

Since his childhood, he had been fascinated by the legends of Excalibur. As an adult, he aspired to become a holy sword wielder himself, but he lacked the necessary talent.

His fascination with those who could wield such swords led him to the dark ambition of artificially creating such individuals.

He gathered these children, filling them with hopes of becoming 'special' contributors to the Lord. What the children did not know was that it was all a lie.

They were subjected to inhuman experiments by Valper, an evil man whose actions were driven not by a desire to help the church or humanity, but by his own insane urges, 'curiosity,' and 'fascination.'

"Isaiah nii-chan, are we finally going to become holy sword wielders?" asked the youngest boy excitedly, looking at Isaiah.

"Yeah! We finally will!" replied Isaiah, a boy with blonde hair.

"That's the whole reason they called all of us here. Our days of hardship are all over today," added one of the tall boys, also blonde-haired and around Isaiah's age.

"Hey! Don't be so loud. The misters will get mad. They said today is the day they announce who among us will become holy sword wielders," cautioned Tosca, a girl with white hair, also around Isaiah's age.

As the children chatted excitedly among themselves, more and more church people entered the room.

"Mister, how long do we have to wait?" meekly asked one of the girls with brown hair tied in twin tails and wearing glasses.

"Ha ha ha. Your days of waiting have come to an end. We will announce the results now," replied one of the people.

Hearing this, all of them became excited again, chattering about how they would become holy sword wielders and help people eradicate all evils, especially the youngest child with Isaiah, who was around 9 years old, was the most loud and excited. After a moment of suspense, the man opened his mouth.

"You all failed, trash. None of you will become holy sword wielders," the man said mockingly.

"What!?"

"But how?"

"We all worked so hard!"

Everyone started chattering and was heartbroken, repeating the same words in disbelief.

"I-It's a lie, right nii-chan?! We can become holy sword wielders, right?" the boy asked Isaiah. Before Isaiah could say anything, the man opened his mouth again.

"And you all will be disposed of. Your value has been lost, fuckers!" the man declared as everyone from the church wore masks and started using poisonous gas for the children to breathe in.

"You're joking, right? Where's Galilei-sama?" one of the children asked.

"Ha ha ha. He's the one who ordered it. You have all fulfilled your purposes. Now just die," the man said.

Then everyone started coughing violently as the poison began to affect them. They pleaded with the men, but they just laughed and looked at the misery of the children with delight.

""*cough* *cough*""

"N-nii-chan... I d-don't want to die. S-save me!" the youngest child cried, holding Isaiah's hand. Isaiah himself was coughing violently. The child soon fell to the ground.

"Kevin! Kevin! Wake up! Wake up!" Isaiah tried his hardest to wake the boy up, but he didn't respond.

He saw all his friends around him, sharing the same dream of saving humanity, dying to the poisonous gas. All the children tried to fight back and attack the men, but being children, they couldn't overpower them.

"Isaiah, fight back! We might all die here, but you and Tosca are special. You both have sacred gears. You two might be able to make it out of here," said the tall boy with blonde hair, coughing violently between each sentence.

"No, I can't. I can't leave you guys here!" Isaiah yelled, coughing mid-sentence.

"It's not the time for this. Move and use your sacred gear," said the girl with brown hair and twin tails, wearing glasses.

Then all the children jumped on the men as Isaiah made a small knife and attacked one of them. The man stopped Isaiah with his own sword, and another man tried to attack Isaiah from behind.

But Tosca managed to create a small barrier and stop the attack. Then the other children jumped on the two men and held them down with their bodies.

""Run!"" yelled all the children as the men tried to push them away.

The men kicked the children to catch Isaiah as he was escaping, but the other children jumped on the men. All the conscious children used their bodies to restrain the men, even if they were stabbed in the process.

One of the men threw a knife at Isaiah, stabbing him in the back, causing a mortal wound. Isaiah ran, ran, and ran out of the church as blood flowed from his body.

On the snowy path, his body grew cold, and with constant blood loss, his vision became blurry, and his body felt heavy. After running in the forest for a while, he stumbled on something and fell to the ground.

He tried with all his might to get up but couldn't muster the strength. He thought back to all his friends who sacrificed themselves for him to live.

But what had he done? He couldn't even survive; how could he seek revenge on Valper Galilei?! He was the one who betrayed them!

As he thought about his revenge, his consciousness slowly faded, even though he tried his best to stay awake. Then he saw a girl with long red hair appear in front of him.

She seemed to be speaking to someone beside her, but his blurry vision didn't allow him to see the person nor hear their conversation.

Just as he believed he had no chance of survival, as he was fading away, he heard the girl.

"Do you want to live?" the girl asked.

Live? To achieve his revenge, he must live!

"But you will have to forsake your humanity forever. Do you agree?" she said.

For some reason, even in his state, he could somehow hear all she was saying. Forsake his humanity? If it meant getting his revenge, he didn't care if he had to abandon his humanity or even become the very being he vowed to erase!

"Do you agree? Your soul will belong eternally to me!" she repeated.

Was he making a deal with the devil? It didn't matter. With the last of his will, he managed to croak out something resembling a yes.

Then the girl did something to his body, and miraculously, everything healed as something foreign entered his body, possibly even changing his very essence.

He wanted to ask many questions, but he fell unconscious immediately. Afterward, he was briefed on everything, but it didn't matter to him.

He could get his revenge one day. He began to train rigorously in swordsmanship and with his sacred gear, all the while keeping an emotional distance between the girl and himself.

Nevertheless, he remained loyal to her and would have sacrificed his own life to protect her and repay the favor.

However, he soon faced his own powerlessness when he was attacked by a stray devil and nearly died. If not for the timely interference of his swordsmanship master, Souji Okita, he would have perished without fulfilling his revenge. After the incident, he grew closer to the girl and those close to her.

Little did he know, the attack by the stray devil was orchestrated by Satan Lucifer and his knight, Souji Okita, to manipulate Isaiah—now known as Kiba Yuuto—into developing loyalty towards the Satan's younger sister and serving her unconditionally for all eternity!

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Chapter 38: 82. Holy Sword Project Part 2.

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It's been a while since Kouske finished selling all the holy weapons. The earnings were quite good.

It seems the angels only got around 200 of the weapons, while the devils and some other mythologies snapped up the rest before them.

Well, none of that was his problem. Currently, Kouske is in the Vatican, the church's territory. He made his way to the Cathedral's administrative area.

"Who are you?" an exorcist asked.

"I am Akatsuki. I would like an audience with His Eminence, Vasco Strada," Kouske replied with a kind smile.

Hearing Kouske's name and recognizing his face, the exorcist was momentarily surprised.

"Wait a moment. I will relay this to him," said the exorcist.

The exorcist rushed to Strada's office, knocking on the door several times before asking for entry.

"Come in," came the heavy, thunderous voice of an elderly man.

"Your Eminence, there's a man who has come to meet you," the exorcist said.

Vasco lifted his face from the paperwork. "Who?"

"He says he is Akatsuki. He also looks like him from the videos," the exorcist replied.

"Are you sure?" Vasco asked.

As the exorcist confirmed, Vasco instructed him to lead Akatsuki in.

After a while, Akatsuki and Vasco were face to face alone, as Vasco had asked the previous exorcist to leave.

"It's an honor to meet you, Your Eminence," Kouske said with a polite bow.

[This person's face is covered with wrinkles. If judged by just his appearance, he would be mistaken for a normal foreign old man over eighty years old,] Clarice said in his head.

'However, the body beneath his face contradicted this. An unimaginably thick neck, a broad chest, arms the size of tree trunks, and legs likely the size of my waist...

The most striking feature was his height, which seemed to be roughly two meters. This was an ideal young body that didn't match his elderly face, and the amount of holy aura radiating from his body was immense. So this is Vasco Strada, the Cardinal Priest, and the Violence of Heaven!' Kouske thought as he telepathically replied to Clarice.

"It's my pleasure to meet someone like you too. Please, have a seat," Vasco said with a gentle smile, like a friendly neighborhood grandfather, as they shook hands.

But just by shaking hands with him, Kouske could sense the immense power this man possessed. The firmness of his grip and the precision of his movements revealed the grace and skill of a seasoned swordsman.

"I'm afraid we don't have the leisure for such idle chat right now," Kouske said.

"What do you mean?" Vasco's smile stiffened, and he raised an eyebrow in question.

"I need you to come with me to one of your church bases right now," Kouske replied.

"And, why would I need to go there with you?" Vasco asked, as his aura turned serious.

"Unfortunately, there has been an unpleasant experiment going on at one of your church bases, conducted by Archbishop Valper Galilei. Right now, as we speak, he is killing the children used for his evil experiments to erase all evidence," Kouske said.

Hearing this, Vasco was shocked. He couldn't just believe everything a stranger told him, but if there was even a slight bit of truth behind his words and children were being sacrificed for someone's evilness, he needed to stop it. That too if it's someone from the church. But to do that, he needed more information.

"What experiment are you talking about?" Vasco asked.

"The Holy Sword Project," Kouske replied.

"How do you know about that?! It was kept a secret!" Vasco asked with wide eyes, surprised that someone outside the church knew about it.

"I have my own means. But Valper is killing the innocent children used in that project," Kouske responded.

"The Lord doesn't condone such evil. We never experiment on children," Vasco asserted.

"You don't? Then what about the Sigurd Institution? Can you deny that?" Kouske retorted.

Vasco was taken aback once more. Previously, the Sigurd Institution was another secret operation done by the church.

The things that happened there were not anything pleasant. When Vasco found out about it, he immediately took action to abolish the institute and punish everyone involved.

This was only known to some of the higher-ups in the church; even the angels didn't know the details.

Hearing about it from an outsider made Vasco realize the depth of corruption among the church's leadership.

Were they selling information about the church's secrets and even its taints?

"You! How do you know even about that? Who are you getting all this information from?" Vasco demanded as he released his aura and Durandal materialized from a small portal.

Durandal, one of the legendary Holy Swords forged through alchemy and magic, is said to be on par with the original Excalibur.

The sword is a large, uniquely shaped broadsword with a blue blade and a golden edge.

It has a semicircular guard on the left side of the handle that extends to the bottom just above the pommel, with a small extension on the right side.

Standing from the tip of the blade, Durandal is around 5'9" tall. This was the very sword Vasco used in World War II to corner and defeat Kokabiel.

Durandal is a unique sword, reacting to its wielder's temperament. Its "destruction" differs from the Power of Destruction, with only targets weak to holy power being erased by its power. Durandal seems to blast and shatter, with survivors of a direct hit often buried in rubble.

It is said to be sharp enough that Vasco can even 'cut through anything' if he wishes.

In the original story, Vasco had once cut through Rias's Power of Destruction with the Durandal Replica, which had only one-fifth of the original's power.

But this was the original right now in front of Kouske. Fascinated by the sword, Kouske quickly observed it with his Sabnock Clan ability.

Despite his fascination, Kouske knew he couldn't fight Vasco right now, even if he would have liked to have a spar with him. He had far more important things to do and less time.

"Please calm down. I am not here to fight. I have my own ways of knowing things. If we fight now, only your people would get caught up in our battle," Kouske calmly replied.

Hearing his words and looking around, Vasco was reminded that they were still in the Vatican's church base.

He was embarrassed by his sudden outburst. But he just couldn't shake the memories of the atrocities committed in the Sigurd Institution in the church's name.

"So you are saying similar things are happening in the Holy Sword Project?" Vasco asked, serious but much calmer than before.

"Yes. That's why I would like you to come with me right now. They are trying to kill the children to erase all the evidence. You can see for yourself whether I am lying or not," Kouske said.

"And how do I know if this is not just a trap? Nonetheless, I cannot just ignore what you are saying. So, I will go with you," Vasco replied.

"Great. I can teleport us to the place. If you want anyone else to come along, make it quick. We don't have much time," Kouske urged.

"No, it will just be me. Let's go," Vasco decided, not wanting anyone else to get caught up if it was a trap. He can handle this himself.

Kouske quickly teleported them inside the church basement, where children lay on the ground with varying degrees of wounds on their bodies.

A gaseous substance filled the air. Vasco shielded himself from the poisonous gas with his aura, while Kouske remained unaffected.

Kouske swiftly checked on the children, confirming that, though some had fatal wounds, they were all still alive but unconscious.

His prior actions hadn't been for naught. He had manipulated the fate of the children before meeting Vasco, ensuring none would die.

Kouske quickly used his healing fire to heal all of the children but they still remained unconscious.

James had provided the information at the last moment, but Valper had already escaped with the data before Kouske could reach him.

Kouske could have killed all the exorcists and taken the children, but without evidence, it would have only spelled trouble.

The children wouldn't have believed him, and the church would have accused him of terrorism. So he sought out someone he knew wouldn't remain idle upon learning about the children's situation.

Vasco Strada wasn't someone who would sacrifice children for his own safety. As long as there was even a slight chance of this being true, he would have come to the church's base to see for himself. He couldn't risk ignoring the possibility of children being harmed.

The exorcists inside the base were trying to break a barrier where a girl was in a stasis state. One of the exorcists exclaimed as he saw the two men suddenly teleport inside.

"Your Eminence!" the exorcist gasped, shocked by Vasco's sudden appearance.

Vasco's eyes scanned the room, taking in the dire situation. He could feel the rage building up inside him. He recognized some of these exorcists as subordinates of Valper Galilei, involved in the Holy Sword Project.

If this place was indeed one of the church bases, then he could no longer refute what Akatsuki had said. He could examine the location later.

Fortunately, Akatsuki seemed to have somehow healed the other children. Now, he could focus on the exorcists in front of him.

"What is the meaning of this?" he demanded, his voice resonating with authority.

"We were just following orders... We had no idea..." the exorcist stammered, fear evident in his eyes.

"Enough," Vasco interrupted, turning his attention to Kouske. "Is this all of them?"

"Yes, but even though I have healed them, their souls seem to be damaged. They won't live long unless their souls can be cured too. I will take them with me to heal their souls. You have no way of healing them, right?" Kouske asked.

Vasco nodded, his expression grave. "Get these children to safety and let me handle these guys. May the Lord forgive those who have strayed from His path," he said, unleashing his fury upon the trembling exorcists.

No amount of begging or crying could save them. Vasco got them to admit all their crimes and learn about Valper, showing why he was called the Violence of Heaven and sometimes even The True Devil.

Valper Galilei had already left with the data, and while Vasco wanted to kill him himself, the higher-ups would likely just expel him from the church.

The church had already obtained a copy of the data to make the light orbs, which were created by extracting light fragments from those with talents in using holy magic.

In the future, thanks to Heaven's interference and research, they made it a safe process that didn't kill the bearers from whom the light fragments were extracted.

Tosca, the girl inside the sealed barrier, was taken by Akatsuki since the church couldn't open the barrier without killing her even after trying for days.

Most of the exorcists involved in the project were either killed or brutally amputated by Vasco in his rage that day. Those who survived were expelled as strays.

Akatsuki kept his promise, healing all the children and opening the barrier of Tosca. All the children decided to stay with Kouske's organization, Akatsuki.

But the children had lifeless eyes, filled with the betrayal they had suffered. Kouske put them under the care of Cleria and her peerage, as well as Sakuya and Aunt Arene, who checked on them from time to time.

They were the perfect ones to help the children realize that not all devils are inherently bad and not all humans are inherently good; the same goes for the other species too.

This way, the children would not end up hating the world and destroying themselves, consumed by their own rage.

The church didn't object, as the children were of no use to them without their light fragments. They just wanted to keep all this a secret.

The children were distressed about their missing friend Isaiah, who was the only one they couldn't find.

Akatsuki informed them that he had become a devil and was staying with the Gremorys. He couldn't arrange meetings with him for now, and they would have to wait.

After the incident, Akatsuki met with Michael and Vasco to discuss the low-class holy weapons. While he wouldn't provide them en masse, they could commission some specific holy weapons from time to time.

Kouske also encountered Griselda, who seemed quite mad at him for some reason. It wasn't his fault she bore the brunt of his uninvited visit to the Vatican that one time.

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Chapter 39: 83. Sirzechs's Visit and the Tepes Faction.

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Omniscient POV

After getting an earful from Serafall, Sirzechs had come to meet the Sabnock heir today. What he didn't foresee was the strong barrier surrounding Kouske's house.

Previously, the barrier was only tough enough to require a Satan Class to get serious to break it. But now, no one in the Satan class could ever hope to destroy it.

Even Sirzechs himself would have to put in a bit of effort to break this. Seeing something like this unexpectedly, he was quite surprised.

His Queen, Grayfia, who accompanied him, was as shocked as he was.

As both of them were busy examining the barrier, the door opened suddenly, revealing a blonde maid who looked too young to be working according to the laws of the human world.

However, in a devil society, where laws and values differ, it isn't surprising to see pre-teen girls working as maids. They often receive training from an early age.

Sometimes they even become bed warmers for young heirs, as devils mature quickly and become sexually proactive rather soon. Sirzechs thought it might also be something like that.

"Greetings, Satan Lucifer and Lady Lucifuge. Are you here to meet Kouske-sama?" asked the girl while bowing politely.

"Umm... Hello. Is he home?" asked Sirzechs, scratching his cheek with one of his fingers and laughing awkwardly. Grayfia also returned the greeting.

"Please come in. He is waiting for you," said the girl, leading them toward the meeting room.

After a short walk, they reached the room and saw Kouske already there. After asking them to take a seat, Kouske addressed them.

"So, to what do I owe the pleasure of this visit from the great Lucifer-sama?" said Kouske sarcastically, his expression blank, making everyone feel awkward.

Grayfia had a look of disappointment in her eyes as she sighed.

"Kouske-kun, are you still mad about that incident?" asked Sirzechs.

"Should I be glad that I almost got mind-fucked?!" retorted Kouske, laughing bitterly.

"Please mind your language, Kouske-sama!" says Grayfia, glaring at Kouske.

Kouske glares back, but Sirzechs intervenes, "Grayfia, please stay quiet before things become even more complicated." Grayfia backs down, apologizing.

"I really am sorry, Kouske-kun. I didn't mean to do anything serious. You should know about my position," says Sirzechs.

After staring at him for a while, Kouske sighs and asks, "So, why are you really here? To finish what you started?"

"I already said sorry. But Kouske-kun, please tell me, what are your intentions with the devil faction?" asks Sirzechs.

Though he had previously been passive out of guilt, Sirzechs now seemed serious, and Kouske knew he wanted a definite answer.

"I can assure you that I do not have any intention of harming the devil faction. You can rest assured of that," Kouske replies seriously.

Sirzechs looks into his eyes for a bit and then replies, "I guess I can work with that. What do you want to do to rebuild your clan in the Underworld? Do you have any plans? You would need constant resources to rebuild and reclaim all those territories. How do you plan to solve that?" asks Sirzechs with a smile upon hearing his answer.

"Well, I can't just rely on my father's wealth. So, I do have some plans to make money in the Underworld, like business and such," replies Kouske.

"Then I can help you with that," says Sirzechs.

Seeing Kouske's surprised face, Sirzechs laughs. "Ha ha ha. Don't look at me like that. You know what Gremorys are famous for?" asks Sirzechs.

"Garments and hotels? And also camels, I think," replies Kouske unsurely.

"Yes. I can introduce you to some of our contacts. I believe they can help you get started," says Sirzechs.

"And why the generosity?" asks Kouske.

"Truth be told, it's nothing much. Just accept it as a token of my goodwill," says Sirzechs.

"Well, I guess I am not opposed to meeting them. It helps me out," replies Kouske.

"Great. I will contact them. By the way, the tea is great," replies Sirzechs, a bit surprised by the flavorful taste after a sip.

They were already served tea and snacks by Sakuya while they were chatting. Grayfia was also asked to take a seat but she politely declined and stayed standing behind her master.

"Yeah, Sakuya's cooking is always great, even though it's just tea here," replies Kouske while looking at Sakuya.

It was only then that both of them noticed that the two maids were almost boring holes into each other with their stares.

Sirzechs had the same reaction upon seeing Sakuya's face for the first time. He had already seen her alongside Akatsuki in some videos but didn't expect to see her here of all places.

The bigger surprise was the power he felt from her. She was hiding it very well, but his sharp instincts, honed over centuries and through the Great War, told him that this girl was dangerous.

A super devil class human! It was far too unbelievable for him to digest all these at once. And if he didn't know about her beforehand, he would have definitely mistaken her as Grayfia's relative.

He didn't sense any other auras from her, so she must be human. Sirzechs could see that both maids were trying to figure each other out.

All the while, Sirzechs and Kouske had been chatting, these two maids were staring at each other.

"Ahem..."

"Cough..." both Sirzechs and Kouske tried to get their attention.

The two maids finally broke their intense staring contest, snapping back to their professional demeanors.

"Well, it seems our maids have found something interesting about each other," Kouske remarked dryly.

"Indeed," Sirzechs agreed, slightly amused. "Sakuya-san, this is Grayfia, my Queen."

"It's an honor," Sakuya said, bowing slightly. Grayfia returned the gesture with a similar gesture.

"Now, back to business," Sirzechs said, turning his attention back to Kouske. "I'll set up a meeting with some of our business contacts for you. Would you be available next week?"

Kouske considered for a moment. "Yes, I'm free next week. We can arrange something then."

"Perfect. I'll make the necessary arrangements," Sirzechs replied. "And, Kouske-kun, I truly hope this is the start of a better relationship between us."

"Let's see how it goes," Kouske said, a hint of a smile playing on his lips.

Well, if he hadn't made a fortune by selling those holy weapons, things would have been very different right now. So, Kouske decided to let go of any of his previous grudges. He is benefitting after all.

Sirzechs stood up, signaling the end of the meeting. "Thank you for your time, Kouske-kun. And thank you, Sakuya-san, for the excellent tea."

"You're welcome," Sakuya replied with a polite smile.

As Sirzechs and Grayfia made their way to the door, Sirzechs paused and turned back to Kouske. "One last thing. If you ever need anything, don't hesitate to reach out."

Kouske nodded, appreciating the gesture. "I'll keep that in mind."

With that, Sirzechs and Grayfia left via teleportation, leaving Kouske and Sakuya to their thoughts.

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Kouske's POV

It's been two months since Sirzechs's visit, and I've been busy managing my newly opened businesses across various parts of the Underworld. Serafall has also lent a helping hand.

I've successfully reclaimed all the lands lost to the monsters from the pits and even expanded our territory. While reconstruction will have to wait, these endeavors have provided excellent training for the members of Akatsuki.

But the cleaning of the central parts of the Underworld, where the most dangerous monsters emerge, will have to wait for a while until the others become stronger.

The alchemy unit of Akatsuki has been thriving, with top monster materials sent to them while the rest are slowly sold in the Underworld and on our website.

Despite noticing many spies lurking around, I've chosen to ignore them for now, until they take any foolish actions.

The 29 children from the church have regained their ability to use holy magic after their souls were healed—sucks for the church.

I'm training them and have granted them falna. If they excel, I might also reward them with useful sacred gear.

Akatsuki now boasts 700 members, and we're still actively seeking all types of supernatural individuals.

We've also extracted numerous sacred gears from unworthy owners. I've recruited around 46 devils with Ultimate Class physical prowess, all willingly entering the taming contracts.

Working for nobles was the dream job for most commoner devils in the Underworld, so most didn't hesitate to seize the opportunity to prosper.

Those who refused were sent back and had their memories wiped clean about the taming contracts.

During my visit to the Beleth Clan, I had the chance to meet the Beleth ancestor and their people, as well as some of the members of the Botis Clan who were also present there.

There were some interesting characters, especially Dutch Beleth, the Beleth ancestor who served the first Sabnock as his loyal assistant blacksmith.

He's currently the most skilled blacksmith in the underworld but has distanced himself from politics and other underworld matters after witnessing how the other clans treated the remainder of the Sabnocks after the Great War.

One thing I've come to realize after our brief encounter is that he's a Sabnock fanatic, keen for me to perfect my bloodline ability. Since then, he's been teaching me blacksmithing. I can already see the difference between being self-taught and learning from a professional.

The Beleth Clan, known as the swords of the Sabnock clan, specializes in various martial arts.

They boast a unique Clan ability, Abyssal Slash, an ability to cut through things, which I find incredibly useful and potentially powerful at higher levels.

Unfortunately, they still haven't been able to bring out the true power of this powerful ability.

Bertrand, skilled in swordsmanship, has been chosen to remain by my side as my sword by the Beleth Clan. I also accepted, and now she resides in my Sabnock Clan Mansion.

I've been pretty busy lately, juggling numerous tasks. With the reclamation and reconstruction of the territory in the Underworld, I find myself visiting often. Fortunately, the girls have been a tremendous help.

The Botis Clan, on the other hand, possesses a bloodline ability called Mind Link, which revolves around the mind and emotions. So far, I've only met the heiress and her younger sister. Additionally, the youngest daughter of the Botis Clan Head resides in that mansion of mine, serving as a maid now.

Currently, I find myself in Romania, within the territory of the Tepes Vampire Faction. The air in Romania carries the unmistakable scent of pungent blood, which is quite uncomfortable.

Hastening my speed, I make my way to the City of Darkness, where the vampires reside. The entire city is enveloped in a massive barrier, preventing sunlight from penetrating and leaving it perpetually shrouded in darkness.

The Tepes Faction, a male-dominated vampire group, is embroiled in a civil war with the Carmilla Vampire Faction, a female-dominated counterpart.

Both factions equally mistreat and disdain the opposite gender, but the Tepes Faction can be considered the greater evil between the two.

Pure vampires are vulnerable to sunlight, holy magic, and holy swords, among other things. While the stronger ones may possess some resistance to these weaknesses, lower-class vampires burn and disintegrate into ashes upon direct exposure to sunlight.

To safeguard themselves, they remain protected behind the barrier, shielding them from the sunlight. Additionally, they have powers of immortality and darkness manipulation.

As I easily pass through the barrier via teleportation, I'm immediately confronted with the grim reality of the place.

Despite its outward appearance of a bustling city, it's steeped in malevolence. The air is thick with the cries of kidnapped humans, their numbers seemingly vast. Kept barely alive, they're imprisoned in a large cage, a diverse array of individuals from all walks of life, from children to office workers, pleading for help.

Observing from a distance, I follow a huge caged cart from behind, full of numerous humans. Then I spread my insect familiars throughout the city to investigate.

I recall the vampires' need for a large number of humans to feed the numerous dhampirs housed in a specific fortress, as per the original story.

Given the scale of the operation, it's highly likely that this cart may lead me there. Quietly trailing it, I anticipate that my actions will definitely disrupt the vampires' food supply, throwing them into chaos once I leave this place.

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Chapter 40: 84. Tepes Faction and the Human Hunt.

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In a huge fortress with towering walls on all sides and only one door, the Tepes Faction vampires gathered their shame: the dhampirs.

The Tepes Faction is a male-dominated vampire faction that harbors intense hatred and discrimination against women.

They also look down on other supernatural creatures and the weak humans, who serve as their regular prey and food.

Arrogant about their immortality, they disregard everything else.

They use the city as their playground, hunting down humans whenever they please.

The Tepes Faction vampires prefer fresh blood from living humans, keeping them alive for as long as they desire while subjecting them to unspeakable torment.

They do this to take their fresh blood from the source itself whenever they want. Many believe that the blood tastes different depending on the level of despair and emotions of the humans.

But sometimes in their torture sessions and twisted pleasure they also end up raping the captives. This often results in the birth of half-human half-vampire, dhampirs.

Dhampirs, being part vampire and part human, are spared from death but face severe discrimination and disdain.

They spend their entire lives caged in the fortress until the day they die.

They are given monthly rations to feed themselves, even though vampires can survive solely on blood.

But dhampirs, being half-human, could continue living on regular human food without needing blood.

Blood, being a delicacy among vampires, was not regularly provided to the inferior dhampirs.

However, as an act of 'kindness' every three months or so, the vampires allowed the dhampirs a taste of the lifestyle that noble vampires enjoyed— a luxury the dhampirs could never hope to attain, despite being children of the nobility.

This fortress was exclusively for dhampirs born from noble bloodlines. Common dhampirs faced even harsher discrimination and were sometimes killed on sight or at birth.

However, if a commoner vampire were to humiliate a dhampir of noble lineage, it could be considered an insult to the noble vampires. Thus, these noble-born dhampirs are imprisoned in the fortress for all eternity.

The vampires occasionally provide the dhampirs with humans to quench their blood thirst, gathering large numbers of humans and imprisoning them inside the same fortress alongside the dhampirs.

Despite most dhampirs still being children, their supernatural strength makes them formidable. This sets the stage for a cruel game of survival.

These young dhampirs, twisted like their parents, give the humans false hope by letting them run and hide, only to slowly hunt them down over several days.

Starving and desperate, the humans rarely survive long, often falling to the dhampirs before dying from lack of food and water. Some even try to commit suicide, but alas, even that escape is rarely granted to them.

Today was also that time of the month when a new batch of captive humans arrived at the fortress to start the cruel and twisted game of survival.

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Outside a bathroom within the fortress, eight children aged between 11 and 14 could be seen. They were all dhampirs imprisoned within the fortress. Despite their confinement, the place was surprisingly vast.

"How long are you going to hide, Vladi?! Get the hell out here right now!" exclaimed a boy with clear arrogance.

"Or we will break in right now!"

"Break in!"

"Break in!" echoed a group of children.

"Don't make this noble Llyoid Tremere-sama take action himself, you dirtbag!" the boy named Llyoid declared.

The Tremere were the fifth most influential family in the faction, and by noble standards, Llyoid held the third highest status within the fortress's make-belief hierarchical structure.

"Hii!! Ack!"

The only response they received was the frightened shriek of a young dhampir from within the bathroom stalls.

As they laughed and threatened to break in, another person entered the area.

"Where's Gaspy? Are you guys bullying her again?!" Valerie Tepes, the sole daughter of the fourth king of the Tepes Faction, inquired.

"Oh? So what if we are? What are you going to do, princess-sama? Beg your father to help her? But you are just an inferior female dhampir, while the other is a scaredy-cat whose existence wasn't even important enough that she received a man's name!" mocked Llyoid as he laughed.

Valerie remained unfazed and pushed past them to approach the stall.

"How dare you touch me, you filth! You two don't even have the guts to drink blood like real vampires!" retorted Llyoid as he and the other dhampirs looked at her contemptuously.

Despite their bullying and bravado, they never truly dared to harm Valerie or Gasper. Just as a scuffle seemed imminent, the sound of a bell ringing throughout the fortress interrupted them.

It was a signal that only rang when the vampires from outside arrived, demanding everyone's immediate presence or face punishment.

They realized it was the time of the month when the new batch of humans was delivered. Excitedly, they abandoned what they were doing and hurried to gather in the large hallway.

"Consider yourselves lucky today. Otherwise..." warned Llyoid.

"Yes, just as Tremere-sama says!" echoed several children.

"Hmph!" Valerie snorted disdainfully at his words.

"Damn girl! You are just a woman! Just wait until I am back. But you two are most likely going to hide these few days like always. Well, it just gives us more prey and more blood to drink. Lucky us!" remarked Llyoid as he exited the bathroom, followed by his small clique.

However, before leaving, he commanded one of the boys, "Shut the door," and the boy obeyed, sealing the door.

"Wait! Open the door!" Valerie yelled.

"Ha ha ha. Now you will face the punishment for being late!" Llyoid laughed as he and his clique hurried to the gathering place.

Valerie pounded on the door several times, but seeing that it wouldn't budge, she quickly broke it with her supernatural strength. It was just a normal door, incapable of confining a dhampir like her.

"Gaspy-chan! We have to leave. Open the door," Valerie instructed as Gasper, tears streaming down her face, emerged and hugged her tightly, continuing to cry.

"Waaaa! I was so scared!"

"There, there. Don't be scared," Valerie comforted her, patting her head warmly.

"We need to move now. If we don't get there before they finish counting, we will be in trouble!" Valerie urged as they both made their way to the gathering place.

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Kouske had unknowingly followed the correct cart, perhaps aided by Telos Karma indirectly or by tapping into its power unconsciously.

Regardless, he soon arrived at the fortress where the dhampirs were held. Walking alongside the cart with his Dark Curtain concealment skill active, he went unnoticed and effortlessly entered the place with the group.

Meanwhile, his insect familiars scoured the cursed city for human survivors and sought out the locations of the vampire clan heads, including King Tepes and his son Marius Tepes, fifth in line to the throne.

Kouske intended to sow as much chaos as he could before leaving this accursed place.

One of the cart guards stepped forward and began counting all the dhampirs. At their arrival, the children looked scared, though some smirked from ear to ear as the count neared its end.

Kouske scanned the group but couldn't spot Valerie or Gasper, feeling dejected as he thought they were kept elsewhere. Just as the counting was about to finish, he noticed two dhampirs running toward the group.

The smirking children snorted at their arrival. Kouske quickly identified the new arrivals as Valerie and Gasper, recognizing them despite their younger appearances.

Valerie, already a teenager around 16 years old, looked quite similar to how he remembered, while Gasper, looking much younger, was probably around 11.

"Hmm. Forty of you. Good that you all made it here. Don't blame me if I had to go drag you here myself. Now, these are the new batch of humans this time. There are forty of them. Enjoy, losers. We'll leave, as I'd rather not stay longer with you filths!" said the guard, looking disdainfully at the dhampirs.

Other guards echoed similar sentiments, some even hitting the dhampirs and venting their frustrations about the nobles. Unable to take revenge on the nobility, they took pride in abusing these abandoned half-breeds.

The guards dumped the imprisoned humans on the ground and left, the large door closing behind them. The beaten-down dhampirs began to regenerate and stood up, glaring contemptuously at the humans.

Kouske wasn't bewildered; he had a decent idea of how things happened here. If these were devil half-breeds, the servants could never dare to treat them this way so blatantly, highlighting just how prejudiced and corrupt the vampire faction was.

Things here were worse for the half-breeds, who were utterly disregarded. Only two weak mid-class vampires guarded the large door, showing the overall weakness of the faction.

Few vampires were even high-class, let alone ultimate class, and maybe only the leaders reached that level.

But these vampires were a disgrace compared to real vampires in the multiverse. It felt as if Ishibumi only took the worst traits of all vampires and put them in these things.

Kouske sighed, feeling that even his rage seemed unworthy of these trash vampires.

*sigh*

Kouske decided to stay and observe to determine who was worth saving. He wasn't soft enough to save all the children, knowing that most of them, except for Valerie and Gasper, were likely cold-blooded murderers just like their parents.

He planned to teleport the humans to a safe place and put all the dhampirs under the illusion that everything was normal, allowing them to continue their usual activities.

Meanwhile, he had already begun evacuating the trapped humans from this cursed city and put those who held them under an illusion.

Not wanting to linger in this place, he used Time Magic on the fortress to speed things up before anyone outside noticed something was amiss.

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"Where are we?!"

"Please let us leave!"

"We will do anything!"

"Please."

"I have a family."

"My newborn is waiting for me! She would die without care!"

"Please!"

"Don't kill us."

"At least let me live!"

"I can pleasure you guys!"

It was chaotic. All forty humans screamed, cried, begged, and threatened, but their pleas fell on the deaf ears of the heartless children.

Valerie and Gasper had already retreated to lock themselves away, avoiding the chaos and insanity.

Llyoid and his gang didn't stop them, too thrilled by the new arrivals and aware that dealing with those two could wait.

For now, they were too eager to 'dance' with their new playthings.

"Hey! Why are you all so scared? Unlike those adults who captured us, these guys are just children. There are forty of us adults here. We just need to overpower these kids," said a muscular guy at the back, trembling but trying to rouse everyone with his words.

Hearing this, Llyoid was ecstatic. He always liked people like these. They were the kind to instigate others but never did anything themselves, thinking they would be safe at the back.

The look of shock and despair, when he went straight for those guys instead of the attackers at the front, was delicious.

And the best thing was, there were always people like these in every batch.

"Yeah, guys."

"We can win if we work together."

"Stop begging and just attack!"

"But they are just children!"

"How could we!?"

"Then shut the fuck up and stay behind, you wimp!"

The screaming turned into confusion, and confusion birthed their quarreling. The dhampirs stayed in their place, completely calm and ecstatic about the situation.

Some of the men tried to attack from the front. The woman and the first instigator from before, the muscular guy, at the back kept smiling, thinking his plan had worked and he could test the power of these little monsters before getting handsy with them.

He was a professional kickboxer, but he couldn't do anything against those adult monsters, monsters in a man's skin.

He just wished these little monsters weren't as strong as those guys, and he could take them on.

But suddenly, one of the children rushed straight at him, making all his hair stand on end in fear as he looked at the creepy smile on the boy's face.

'Why me?! I stayed at the back!' the man thought before he was hit with an attack that felt like being struck by a moving truck.

Before he could even react, his body hit the wall, blood pouring profusely.

His senses dulled and his vision blurred. His body felt heavy. He couldn't feel his left arm; it was bitten off. From the corner of his blurry vision, he saw the boy chewing his hand and drinking the blood.

The screams of all the people around him filled his ears. The place turned into chaos as everyone rushed for the huge door in panic, pounding on it and screaming for help.

Snot and tears ran down their faces. Some wore looks of despair and disbelief. No one wanted to die.

They kept repeating that they didn't want to die in this place. The dhampirs laughed at the chaos. After a while, when no one could open the door, one of the dhampirs spoke.

"Do you want to live?" asked Llyoid.

Hearing his voice, everyone stopped, the place falling into silence. Finding hope in his words, they replied, trembling and stuttering.

"Then kill the person next to you. Whoever manages to kill someone first gets to live," said Llyoid.

The people looked confused and disbelieving. Could they take the lives of fellow humans just to survive? Unfortunately, not all shared these thoughts.

Among them were also criminals and rapists. Suddenly, a girl hit the back of a man's head with the heel of her sandal, making everyone scream in despair.

The man's face showed disbelief, pain, anger, sorrow, and betrayal. The girl mouthed a small sorry.

But before the man could take his last breath, a huge man behind the girl snapped her neck, killing her instantly.

"I-I killed her first. Let me live!" the man said, a crazed look in his eyes. Everyone screamed and fled.

"Ha ha ha. You did," said Llyoid, giving the man hope and smiling crazily at his survival.

But in the next moment, the man was on the ground, being hit by one of the children.

"Now you will stay alive till the end as our living blood supply!" said Llyoid, making the man look horrified before losing consciousness.

"Run, run, run, wherever you can...
Don't let the children catch you," sang all the children, smiling.

Everyone screamed and rushed inside to find places to hide. In the char many stumbled and fell, being stepped on by others and even breaking some bones. But no one paid any attention.

All just wanted to survive. Thus began the game of survival: The Human Hunt.

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Chapter 41: 85. Coup D'état.

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Omniscient POV

It's been several days since the beginning of the Human Hunt. Valerie and Gasper have locked themselves in a room to avoid all the insanity.

At first, both of them could hear all kinds of screaming, blasts, and unspeakable things. But now, after several days, it seems everything has calmed down and become quiet again.

"Is everything over, Valerie?" asks Gasper, holding Valerie tightly in fear.

"Probably. We can't hear much noise from the outside," says Valerie with a blank face.

Gasper has noticed how Valerie sometimes has emotional shifts and feels like a totally different person as her eyes become lifeless for a moment.

It doesn't always happen, but it still occurs irregularly. It all started when Valerie manifested her Sacred Gear and was taken outside by Marius for a while, a year ago.

After she came back, her state seemed pretty bad for a while. But she quickly recovered and even returned to her usual cheery and teasing personality.

However, sometimes she has these moments when she feels totally different and sometimes screams at night.

So Gasper becomes more cautious and never leaves her side during these times. Even after asking many times about what happened back then, Valerie doesn't say anything.

In reality, when Marius found out about Valerie's Longinus, he took out the Holy Grail and, seeing that she still hadn't died, sent her back as he couldn't find the reason himself.

But from time to time, he still checks up on her, possibly getting new information from someone else.

[A/N: This is a bit AU. Originally, Valerie only awakened her Longinus after Gasper left. But I am making a bit of a change here. Valerie almost became mind-broken when two of her Holy Grails were taken, not just one.]

"Should we check outside?" asks Gasper meekly.

"No. Let's stay here for a bit longer," replies Valerie.

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The Human Hunt has ended. Most of the humans were killed brutally but slowly, by playing with them like their little playthings.

Some survived but their awaited fate was even worse. They are tied up, barely alive because of the injuries, and are forced fed to keep them alive to extract blood from live specimens.

Even now the dhampirs were laughing maniacally and playing with the remains. These guys were rotten to their core, children or not. And Kouske has witnessed these all, degeneracy and cruelty.

He only saw a handful of the dhampirs who didn't resolve to such degeneracy and only played along with the others in fear of them and getting blood from the already dead.

Kouske could see that their mental state was not good. They might also become like the others if they staved in this insanity. Worst of all they are still just kids.

Kouske made the decision to bring the 16 dhampirs with him to safety outside. Over the years, he had also constructed a medical facility equipped with a psychology ward in Akatsuki, prepared to aid in any rehabilitation.

Even if they weren't present, Kouske could utilize his resources to hire conventional psychologists untainted by any supernatural influences.

With time and his guidance, he believed they could heal and integrate into society like a normal person, as normal as supernatural beings could hope to be.

Thankfully, Kouske had already teleported all the humans out of harm's way even before all this insanity started and the dhampirs were all under his illusion until now.

Their memories will be erased, and Kouske will assist them and their families in leaving this cursed city behind. It's the only thing he can do for them at the moment.

Thankfully, vampires refrain from outright massacres of humans, opting instead to kidnap when blood is needed.

Some even participate in donation systems, either donating or purchasing blood, while others obtain blood from blood banks.

However, fresh blood remains the ultimate preference for vampires, posing an ongoing challenge in maintaining peace within their society. Well, they were never peace-loving to begin with.

Unfortunately, nothing compares to fresh blood for vampires. However, they understand that excessive killing could provoke other supernatural factions or lead to a significant decline in the human population within vampire territory due to fear or excessive hunting.

The commoner vampires understood the repercussions of excessive killing, as stated by the nobles. As a result, they relied on alternative sources to satisfy their thirsts, such as purchasing blood from humans or blood banks or occasionally receiving it from rare human acquaintances.

The nobles had imposed restrictions on hunting humans excessively to maintain order and prevent chaos.

Kouske also observed the previous corrupt guards stealing 10 humans, despite the nobles sending 50 to the fortress.

He obviously intervened and saved the captured humans, placing the guards under illusion.

He resolved to deal with them before departing, ensuring they faced consequences for their actions.

Kouske recognized that the noble vampires posed the greatest threat to humans in their territory, their actions causing widespread problems and instability.

Despite his initial rage, Kouske had managed to suppress it in the days following the insanity. Utilizing his illusion abilities, he witnessed the true nature of all the dhampirs in this time-encased zone.

With a sense of purpose, Kouske decided to engage in a dialogue with the 16 dhampirs who still retained a semblance of morality.

He then transported them, along with Valerie and Gasper, to a room for their discussion.

"Where are we?!"

"We were just in the basement!"

"How come..."

Says many things to the confused dhampirs who were suddenly summoned here.

"Aaahh! Where are we? How did we reach here so suddenly?" asks Gasper as she hides behind Valerie, trembling in fear.

"Stay close to me. Don't move," says Valerie as her eyes become sharp and looks around to find anything suspicious or the one who summoned her here, her hand already condensing blood, ready to strike at a moment's notice.

Just as Kouske teleports and materializes in front of them, ready to speak, several dhampirs launch blood manipulation attacks, with Valerie leading the charge. She was the one to act first and the quickest to notice.

Kouske effortlessly halts all the blood mid-air with his superior Blood Manipulation, offering a smile to Valerie, appreciating her vigilance towards the unknown and strangers.

It's a positive trait, in a sense. However, there's a risk of her being overpowered by a stronger adversary, potentially escalating the situation with a failed attack.

Valerie still has much to learn, but at least she's not naive enough to assume everything is fine when suddenly teleported by an unknown individual.

Gasper, timid as she was, remained steadfast behind Valerie, unwilling to abandon her. She bravely joined Valerie in the attack, utilizing both her blood and darkness manipulation abilities.

Kouske recalls Gasper's exceptional affinity for darkness manipulation, surpassing that of other vampires due to her sacred gear. But with his own Darkness Manipulation skill, Kouske effortlessly blocked their combined assault.

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Marius Tepes's POV

It's been a year since I acquired the Holy Grail and nearly eight months since I handed it over to the Old Satan faction.

They promised to elevate my prowess from High Class to Ultimate Class and secure my position as the undisputed king of the whole Vampire Faction, rather than languishing as the fifth in line within the Tepes Faction.

If not for the menacing and impatient evil dragon's personal visit, I would have never considered relinquishing it to them.

Thankfully, the Bune devil accompanying him was amenable to negotiation, averting potential disaster.

Though I may be prideful, I'm not suicidal like the others who are brain-dead. My ambition is to reign over the Vampires but without a vampire faction, who would I rule even if I somehow survived?

Yet, the negotiation yielded success, with promises of power and troops for a coup against my father.

But how did they know about the Longinus, Sephiroth Graal? I hadn't disclosed it to my father or anyone else in the faction.

It was only pure coincidence that a loyal guard of mine caught sight of Valerie using unknown powers.

After confining her and discovering her possession of the Longinus, I forcefully took the Holy Grail.

Fortunately, Valerie could consciously summon the Grail, enabling my acquisition. Otherwise, it would have been impossible to take it. I resorted to threatening her, invoking about the half-breed from the House Vladi, to obtain the Grail.

The Old Satan faction is likely researching the Grail now, yet Valerie's survival perplexes me. I haven't divulged this to them though.

So I tried asking for answers indirectly. Perhaps the answer lies in the Sub-Species Balance Breakers. Although rare, it's plausible she possesses multiple Grails.

Lost in contemplation, one of the ancestral rings I discovered years ago in the storage room, begins to glow in my hand.

I could sense an immense surge of power emanating from the ring, as blood flows out and coalesces into a figure, bearing a striking resemblance to my father.

The overwhelming power he exudes causes me to instinctively bow in submission. My heart races, and I struggle to catch my breath under his formidable presence. He scans the surroundings with a commanding gaze, exuding an aura of authority.

"W-who are you, if I may ask?" I muster the courage to inquire, feeling the weight of his overwhelming presence bearing down on me.

For a fleeting moment, I fear for my very existence. However, he breaks the tense silence by parting his lips to respond.

"I am the first Tepes! Who are you, child? Why do you have my ring?" The weight of his words presses down on me, nearly causing me to falter under the intensity of his presence.

The first Tepes? But how can he still be alive? Didn't he perish long ago? Countless questions flood my mind, but in the presence of such an overpowering aura, there can be no doubt.

"I am Marius Tepes, son of the fourth king Tepes," I respond, summoning every ounce of strength in my being.

"So you are a descendant of mine. What happened to that rebel bitch Carmilla after the war? Did you manage to enslave her faction?" My ancestor's words resonate with authority and disdain.

"In that war where both of you died, we all had to retreat our forces at the time. The structure of our factions was in disarray after your demise, leaving many positions vacant. We had to halt the war to restore order, fearing that prolonged conflict could lead to civil unrest within both the vampire factions. Moreover, we were vulnerable to attacks from other supernatural factions," I explain hastily, eager to provide clarity.

"Hmm... That's acceptable. But what about now? Have you enslaved them?" My ancestor's tone grows serious, demanding a satisfactory answer.

"U-umm. No, we... still haven't..." I stammer in fear, but before I can finish my sentence, the room is engulfed in an endless sea of boiling blood. I feel the intense heat searing my body, causing unbearable pain.

"You incompetent fools! I did so much for you all, and you still haven't been able to put those rebels in their place?!" My ancestor's voice booms with rage, echoing through the blood-soaked chamber.

"Please c-calm down. We are trying..." I manage to reply in a panicked rush.

After a moment, he ceases emitting his overwhelming aura, and the sea of boiling blood dissipates. Is this the power of the first Tepes? My father pales in comparison. If I possessed such power...

"You! Do you want power?" he suddenly interjects.

"Huh?" I can only utter in dumbfoundedness, caught off guard by his unexpected question.

"I will give you power. I will disappear anyway. But you will have to bring those rebels down to where they belong! Enslave all of Carmilla's generations until the end of time!" yells my ancestor.

"How...?" I begin to inquire, but he interrupts me.

"Just answer if you want power or not. I don't have time for your nonsense!" he snaps impatiently.

"Umm... Yes! Please give me power! I will make sure to fulfill all your wishes!" I blurt out without hesitation.

As soon as the words leave my lips, something flies into my mouth, and I instinctively gulp it down. Almost immediately, I feel my powers surging as if I could conquer the whole world itself.

The Dark Territory, one of the highest-ranking darkness spells reserved for beings like my father and Lord Vladi, feels effortless to wield right now.

It's as if I've unlocked the full potential of all my abilities. The sea of boiling blood from just before seems like a mere jest in comparison.

"Don't forget your mission...." My ancestor's voice echoes in my mind, a solemn reminder, before fading away.

"Ha ha ha!"

I burst into maniacal laughter, intoxicated by the newfound power coursing through my veins.

With this strength, I can ascend to become the king of all vampires, no, the ruler of the entire world!

I immediately summoned my loyal subordinates. The time has come to claim my rightful throne!

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Omniscient POV

Kouske has been quite busy for a while now. He somehow managed to convince all the dhampirs present in the room that day.

Many were wary and skeptical, especially Valerie, but after some consideration, they decided to leave behind the madness.

Kouske teleported all of them to the Demiplane, where they are now undergoing psychological treatment in Akatsuki.

Valerie and Gasper were taken to Kouske's house to train alongside the others.

Before departing, Kouske saved all the humans trapped in the city. He hypnotized Marius to initiate a coup immediately and discovered about the theft of the subspecies Holy Grail by reading his mind.

Kouske also gave Marius a power booster he had been developing for a while. But this one was one of the unsafe boosters that unlocked all the body's potential by sacrificing the soul.

Despite all efforts, Marius's base power was insufficient, requiring Kouske to administer multiple boosters and three Twice Criticals, resorting even to forcefully awaken the Balance Breakers of all three by sacrificing Marius's lifespan.

Kouske's involvement in Sacred Gears research alongside Azazel was not merely superficial. All this happened while Marius was under Kouske's hypnosis and illusion.

Despite these measures, Marius barely matched the might of individuals like King Tepes, possessing intermediate Ultimate Class abilities, and Lord Vladi, boasting peak Ultimate Class prowess.

Had King Tepes also reached peak Ultimate Class prowess, Marius would have had no chance against the two.

Marius might have felt incredible at that moment, but if he hadn't overused all his soul powers and died quickly, he would have faced immense pain and only waited for death.

After taking care of everything he wanted in the City of Darkness, Kouske left.

Following his departure, the Tepes Faction plunged into civil war due to Marius's sudden coup.

Despite Marius's newfound power, he lacked technique, experience, and control, relying solely on instincts and using his powers inefficiently.

The clan heads who were in the High Class, King Tepes, and Lord Vladi, who were both in the Ultimate Class, had to unite to defeat and kill Marius.

The coup was successfully halted, and the faction began to recover from the upheaval.

But the casualties were immense. Many of the clan heads perished, and in his rage, Marius had torn several holes in the Dome surrounding the City of Darkness.

It was morning, so lower-class vampire soldiers exposed to sunlight immediately burned and turned to ashes.

Those with higher powers were significantly weakened but managed to somehow cling to life.

Interestingly, the holes were primarily around the houses of several noble clans. Surely, no one could point hands toward Kouske. He 'definitely' mani... didn't manipulate Marius to do this.

After the civil war ended, the Carmilla faction seized the opportunity and attacked the weakened Tepes Faction.

However, under Lord Vladi's impressive command and strategic planning, they managed to repel the Carmilla faction, avoiding immediate annihilation.

King Tepes couldn't participate in the war as he was bedridden due to his injuries. While vampires regenerate, it takes significant time to recover from fatal wounds.

Lord Vladi commanded and won the war even in his weakened and injured state, thanks to his unrivaled strategic prowess in the Vampire Faction.

The Tepes Faction soon discovered that 18 of their dhampirs, previously held in the fortress, were missing.

They had either escaped or been killed during Marius's coup. The other children remained trapped in an illusion, still playing with their nonexistent captured specimens.

Among the missing were Lord Vladi's own half-breed, only daughter, and King Tepes's only daughter.

Despite their mixed heritage, they belonged to the first and second highest-ranking noble houses in the faction. Valerie, as a princess, held particular significance.

Their absence posed a serious threat, as they could somehow be used for political leverage. Losing them was not something the Tepes Faction wanted.

When Lord Vladi found out about the missing children, especially his own daughter, he was enraged.

Despite his cold exterior, he still cared deeply about his family, particularly the girl's mother, whom he truly loved but lost during childbirth.

In his initial rage, he hadn't even considered the child's gender and gave her the name her human mother had chosen before death, expecting a boy.

Determined to protect his daughter, Lord Vladi had already secured permission from King Tepes to build the fortress, providing at least a semblance of safe haven in the brutal vampire faction.

The fortress's construction began eleven years ago, the year Gasper was born.

As his misplaced rage subsided, Lord Vladi realized the precarious situation his daughter was in.

While he desperately wanted to help her at that time, he knew that acting rashly could lead to her being used as leverage by other nobles against him.

Thus, he had to restrain his actions, forced to endure the pain of uncertainty about her fate in the fortress.

Lord Vladi had already been making plans for his daughter to lead a normal life in a safe place after a few years of developing her powers.

But now, everything has changed. He didn't even know if his daughter was alive.

In his desperation and rage, he took all the remaining children in the fortress and made them the frontlines and suicide squad in the war against the Carmilla Faction after learning about what they had been doing to his daughter.

This brutal strategy along with his skillful and efficient command of the whole war, forced the Carmilla Faction to retreat.

Meanwhile, Kouske contemplated whether he should acquire the Sephiroth Graal from the shop for Valerie.

After learning the outcome of the war, Kouske found himself impressed and harboring a degree of respect for Lord Vladi, who had emerged victorious despite the dire circumstances.

He had already healed all her soul damage, but she still needed the third grail to access the full extent of her powers.

At least she now had infinite Soul Nurturing Potions at her disposal, allowing her to slowly get accustomed to using her Longinus.

However, Kouske didn't know the exact whereabouts of the third grail.

So Kouske bought the Sephiroth Graal from the shop, which resulted in the entire Sacred Gear being removed from Valerie.

He then returned the completed Longinus to her, and thankfully, it remained a sub-species.

Kouske had feared it might revert to the original form, but it seemed that for Valerie, the sub-species was permanently unlocked.

Kouske began training both girls in Blood Manipulation, Darkness Manipulation, and their respective Sacred Gears.

However, he still didn't realize that Gasper was a girl. Gasper acted, dressed, and even looked the same, retaining the same name from the original story.

So it was understandable when Kouske mistakenly addressed Gasper as "he."

The others found it odd but amusing when Kouske's mistake made Gasper cry and lock herself in her room.

Deciding to keep it a secret for a while, the girls chose not to correct him. It was mostly Valerie's idea.

Despite the secrecy, Valerie always comforted Gasper, leaving Kouske baffled about what was going on.

He was baffled why a dude would be upset about being called a dude. What's wrong with him? Well, Kouske always knew Gasper was weird.

While he tried to figure out the situation, the Old Satan faction was in turmoil. Their prized research product had been stolen, and they were desperate to find the culprit.

Suspicion fell on the guards and some researchers, who were tortured and killed but continued to deny it until the end.

Some suggested that Akatsuki might be behind the theft, but this theory was quickly dismissed.

After all, how could Akatsuki steal Sacred Gears from a place he had never been to, right?

The Old Satan faction had already made significant progress, particularly Euclid Lucifuge, who had successfully created an artificial Boosted Gear by researching Twice Criticals and obtaining information about Issei's Boosted Gear in the original story.

Their research and advancements fueled their ambitions, leading them to concoct a long-term plan to steal the real Holy Grail from the Church Headquarters, in the far away future.

Their goal was to transform it into an artificial Sephiroth Graal, which would greatly enhance their power and influence.

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Chapter 42: 86. The Naberius Clan Part 1.

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Omniscient POV

Kouske is currently in the Naberius territory. It took him some time, but he was able to locate the hidden laboratory by searching the entire territory with his familiars.

Using Dark Curtain, he was virtually unnoticeable and invisible to the weaklings around. The laboratory was concealed within a mountain, its entrance hidden expertly.

The door blended seamlessly with the mountainside, masked by an illusion that would prevent any ordinary observer from suspecting its presence.

Kouske quickly opened the door, which was protected by a magic formula. However, figuring out and hacking the flimsy spell was no challenge for him at this point.

"Who?! How did this open?" exclaimed one of the guards.

Hearing the guard's words, everyone tensed up, ready to fight the foolish intruder who dared to enter Naberius's hidden laboratory. But even after waiting for a while, no one entered.

"Maybe the door malfunctioned? It is quite old, to be honest," one of the guards said casually.

"Maybe. Who would even dare to intrude upon this place? Ha ha ha," another guard laughed.

They quickly closed the door again, failing to notice Kouske, who casually strolled inside the place, hidden by his Dark Curtain.

Kouske stepped into the dimly lit corridor, the stench of antiseptic mingling with the unmistakable scent of decay, assaulting his senses.

The oppressive, gloomy atmosphere weighed heavily on him, amplifying his sense of dread with each step.

Flickering fluorescent lights cast eerie shadows along the walls, adding to the facility's menacing aura.

As he ventured deeper, the muffled sounds of despair became more pronounced. Moans of agony, the clinking of chains, and the occasional, haunting scream echoed through the narrow passageways.

Kouske's eyes narrowed in disgust as he passed by rows of reinforced steel doors, each concealing untold horrors within.

He peered through a small, grimy window set into one of the doors. Inside, he saw emaciated humans, youkai, and even devils huddled in the corners of cramped, filthy cells.

Their eyes, hollow and lifeless, seemed to plead for mercy, though their spirits were clearly broken.

The room reeked of unwashed bodies and hopelessness, a potent combination that churned Kouske's stomach.

In another room, grotesque experiments on youkai were laid bare. Creatures twisted beyond recognition by cruel hands lay in cages, some barely alive, others long dead.

The air was thick with the metallic scent of blood and the unmistakable odor of suffering. Kouske felt a surge of anger and sorrow, his fists clenching involuntarily.

Further along, he found a chamber filled with large test tubes and glass cylinders, each containing a youkai or hybrid suspended in a sickly green fluid.

Tubes and wires protruded from their bodies, connecting them to humming machines that monitored their vital signs. The sight was both surreal and horrifying, a testament to the facility's utter disregard for life.

Kouske's senses were overwhelmed by the constant hum of machinery, the droning of ventilation systems, and the faint, pervasive smell of chemicals.

He could feel the despair embedded in the very walls of the facility, a place devoid of humanity or compassion.

As he moved through the facility, his disgust grew. Every corner revealed a new atrocity, a fresh hell crafted by the hands of those who saw living beings as mere tools for their perverse experiments.

Kouske's resolve hardened with each horrific sight, his determination to dismantle this operation and free the tormented souls within solidifying into an unbreakable vow.

Kouske witnessed all this. He quickly cast an illusion on all the researchers and other people present in the facility. Fortunately, even the head researcher, one of the branch heads of the Naberius house, was also there.

Kouske put them all under the illusion that they would feel immense pain and suffer every bit of agony they had inflicted on others.

He ensured their minds wouldn't break, forcing them to endure this unending torment without the relief of a shattered psyche.

He then immediately gathered all the evidence, including documents and research specimens, to prove the heinous activities of the Naberius devils.

After making copies of the documents, Kouske teleported all the trapped people to Akatsuki for treatment.

He made sure no one was left behind and erected a barrier around the laboratory to prevent any escapes.

While Kouske would have liked to kill everyone there himself, he knew he couldn't act so brazenly.

Even if his identity remained hidden, the Old Satan Faction, which funded the project, might retaliate against the Youkai and annihilate the Nekoshous in the Underworld, as they did in the canon timeline.

Unfortunately, Kouske didn't find any evidence linking the project directly to the Old Satan Faction.

He decided to share all this information with the Nekomatas, Yasaka, and Sirzechs. Yasaka and the Nekomatas would likely pressure the Devil Faction for some form of apology and compensation.

Though their power to demand significant concessions was limited, the devils might comply to avoid further public disgrace and worsening relations with other supernatural factions, to keep this incident hidden.

Even if Sirzechs were to find all this evidence and the rescued people, the devil council would probably only imprison the noble devil culprits for a lifetime or a few hundred years at most.

However, with pressure from Akatsuki and the Youkai faction, they might agree to execute the primary perpetrators from the Naberius branch family.

Sadly, the main family was not involved in this project; the branch family head had initiated it independently to surpass the main family and gain favor with Rizevim.

The main family was likely conducting other unspeakable experiments elsewhere.

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Kuroka's POV

I wake up to find myself in the personal cabin provided to me. My whole body aches and I can barely muster the strength to move. How long have I been unconscious?

Glancing at the clock, I realize it's been more than 48 hours since they began experimenting on me. I was roughly conscious for about 8 hours, so does that mean I've been out for the last 40 hours?

*sigh*

Shirone's going to be worried if I don't go meet her soon. I only told her I'd be gone for two days at most. They must have increased the dosage on me.

It all began with the death of my mother, Fujimai, a nekomata. She died consumed by grief over our human father, a researcher in this facility who never fulfilled his responsibilities as a parent.

My mother was deeply in love with that man, and now I understand why he ensnared her in his deceitful web of affection—likely to acquire more nekomatas. But what they got were even rarer, nekoshous.

Shirone still believes he loved us, like my naive mother. She passed away from the sorrow of his death in a research accident, leaving us alone.

Afterward, with nowhere else to turn, the Naberius devil approached us. He feigned kindness and offered help, and we, desperate and vulnerable, believed him.

But it was all a lie. He sought to experiment on us. Thankfully, I convinced him to spare Shirone from his twisted schemes.

However, she still sees him as a benevolent figure. Now, I'm trapped as his bishop, unable to escape his clutches.

Shirone is even eager to join his peerage. I must find a way to rescue her from this nightmare before it's too late.

My official debut as his bishop is approaching in a few months. While his experiments may have rapidly advanced my powers to an intermediate Ultimate Class, I fear they're causing more harm than good.

[A/N: Kuroka is now 16 and Shirone/Koneko is 11. This is kind of AU, as Kuroka was supposed to have debuted in the Rating Games long ago and helped the Naberius Branch Head win several matches, making her face known at the time.]

Ignoring my scattered thoughts, I stride toward Shirone's room and enter briskly.

"Shironya! Nee-chan is back!" I announce loudly, sporting a cheerful expression.

*Nom* *Nom*

"Nnn..." she responds absentmindedly, her mouth full of sweets. I quickly approach her and envelop her in a tight hug.

"N-nee-chan... I can't... breathe... You're... suffocating me..." Shirone gasps for air, so I release her promptly.

"Sorry, Shirone... Ha ha ha. But look, I brought you sweets nyaa!" I exclaim, presenting the treats I had already prepared two days ago.

"Hmph! You're late. Don't think you can bribe me with just sweets..." Shirone retorts, though I notice saliva pooling at the corner of her mouth. I suppress a snicker.

"So you don't want them? Well, I guess Nee-chan will have to eat them all herself nya," I tease, raising a sweet to my mouth.

Shirone swiftly snatches them from my hands, cutely murmuring, "They're mine..."

I embrace her once more, though the pain in my body is still present. Shirone might have noticed my strained expression, for she asked with concern, "Are you hurt?"

"Ha ha ha... No, silly. Hey, listen, I managed to snag tickets to a new theme park nearby. Want to go nya?" I suggest, trying to change the topic.

Shirone doesn't seem entirely convinced by my response, but she knows me well enough not to press further.

"Would Lord Naberius allow us to leave so suddenly?" she inquires meekly.

"Don't worry. I'll talk to him," I assure her.

"Okay, then," she replies with a smile that warms my heart.

Suddenly, the room's door opens. I'm on high alert, as no one aside from me or Naberius is supposed to come here. Initially, I assumed it might be Naberius, sparking concern.

However, upon using Senjutsu to check, I realize it's someone entirely different, yet their life energy is almost infinite, and I sense a dense, dark, tainted dragon aura.

"An evil dragon!" I mutter under my breath.

Quickly, I become alert and position myself in front of Shirone, shielding her.

"Shirone! Stay behind me!" I command.

"Nee-chan... Why..." Shirone begins, but she's cut off by the intruder.

"You know, it's rude to label someone an evil dragon upon first meeting," says the tall man with jet-black hair and blood-red eyes.

He exudes strength far beyond my own. But I'd still have to fight if he intended to harm Shirone.

"Who are you, mister? Perhaps we should discuss this somewhere a bit more private, nyaa," I say flirtatiously, exposing a bit of my plump bosom through the kimono.

I'm aware of my beauty's effect, and not many can maintain composure in its presence.

If he lets his guard down, I'll strike. After all, no evil dragon is benevolent; they're known for mindless destruction.

"We definitely should, but I think you should first stop what you're doing with your hands. That's Kasha, right? Exclusive to your kind," says the man, inspecting it.

I immediately halted my attack, realizing he was already onto me. Perhaps he has reasons for being here. If we're not his target, I can attempt to persuade him to leave peacefully. After all, Naberius has no shortage of enemies.

"Nyahaha... Who are you, mister? Are you looking for someone?" I ask, showing him both my hands.

"I am Akatsuki," he replies, stunning me momentarily. I've heard of him. So, he's not an evil dragon but the host of one, huh?

"I am Kuroka, nyaa. And what brings you here to this facility?" I inquire.

"Well, I have come to take all of you away from here," he replies, making me tense again.

Does he work for Naberius? No, perhaps he collaborates with him to acquire the powers of a Super Devil? Is Naberius relocating his base? Countless thoughts race through my mind simultaneously, my gaze fixed on his without wavering.

"Do... you work with Lord Naberius?" I ask nervously.

"No! You don't have to worry. I am just here to liberate you from this facility. I will inform the Satans about his crimes. He will be punished soon enough," he retorts, visibly disgusted by the notion of association with Naberius.

But is he telling the truth? But does he even have any reason to deceive us when he can easily overpower us?

"Crimes? What are you talking about? Are you going to harm Lord Naberius?" Shirone suddenly interjects.

She still regards him as our benefactor and remains unaware of the abominable experiments. Despite living here, she's never allowed near where he keeps his subjects.

Upon hearing Shirone's question, Akatsuki looks at me for a moment. Then...

"Hello there, miss. What's your name?" he asks.

"Shirone..." Shirone mumbles, staying behind me.

Afterward, Akatsuki begins conversing freely about various topics, offering Shirone chocolates and becoming unusually friendly with her.

Shironya! You shouldn't be swayed so easily! I'll have to scold her to be more cautious around strangers, and she shouldn't be bribed by food or sweets!

But what's with the heavenly scent of this fruit? It's the kind they sell on their website. Shirone and I have only tried them a few times.

Suddenly, my stomach grumbles loudly, causing my face to flush with embarrassment as I realize I haven't eaten in two days!

"Do you want some too?" asks Akatsuki as he pats Shirone's head. When did he move so close to her?!

"No, thank you. Please tell me what you were saying be—" Before I can finish, he places a fruit in my mouth.

"Mmmhnm...mhhnm!" I'm rendered speechless by the fruit.

"Eat first. You seem hungry and in pain," says Akatsuki, making Shirone turn toward me. Thankfully, the food is not poisoned.

Afterward, I converse with him and learn that he has mostly evacuated all of the captives. He mentions bringing us to the Nekomata village in the Underworld to inform them, as devils are inherently evil and might try to harm them.

Upon arriving at the Nekomata village, I feel relief wash over me. Shirone is not held captive in their hands anymore! I disclose everything to the village chief and Shirone.

The Nekomata chief contacts the leader in Kyoto, Yasaka-sama, a Daiyoukai.

Even though the Nekomata village had gone independent previously to stay in the Underworld, which provides the best place for the Nekomatas to stay, and wasn't under her rule anymore, Yasaka-sama wasn't mad or anything. Instead, she was very helpful and was very worried about the safety of everyone.

They converse for a while, examine the evidence Akatsuki brought, and then contact the Satans.

Prior to this, Akatsuki relocates the entire Nekomata village to a subspace similar to the one in Kyoto, Urakyoto. Everyone is astonished by his ability to teleport an entire village so easily!

Surprisingly, the atmosphere there is even better than the one in the Underworld for the Nekomatas. The air feels fresher, and there's a palpable sense of peace and security.

A dragon as powerful as the leaders of various factions, with a faction of his own, and from what I could gather from Senjutsu sensing, he isn't a bad person.

How strong would his children be? Suddenly, the thought crosses my mind. For some reason, my chest feels heavy and my lower core feels warm and wet as I softly rub my legs!

I shake my head, trying to dispel these intrusive thoughts. Now is not the time to be thinking about such things! I have to focus on ensuring Shirone's safety and figuring out what our next steps are.

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Chapter 43: 87. The Naberius Clan Part 2.

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Sirzechs Lucifer's POV

We were suddenly called by Yasaka for a meeting, that too urgently, right now. She had also asked for me it seems. So Serafall, Grayfia, and I are heading to the meeting right now.

"Did she tell you what this is about?" I asked Serafall, making her shake her head in denial.

"She didn't say the reason. But she seems rather stressed and pissed. She wanted to hurry for the meeting," Serafall replied.

"But why is she calling Sirzechs too? If she just wanted to discuss devils causing problems, discussing things with you would have sufficed. Why call Sirzechs as well?" questioned Grayfia.

Since Serafall handles Foreign Affairs, she usually deals with these matters. I mainly maintain order in the Underworld.

"Well, we'll find out when we get there. I just hope it's not too troublesome, or I might need a vacation," said Serafall, sounding annoyed. She's been overworking for a while.

As we chatted for a while, we also reached our destination. For some odd reason, she asked us to meet in a human town rather than their place or ours. We entered the hotel and went straight to the meeting room.

As we entered the room, several people were already present: Yasaka, Nurarihyon, Magari, and even Kira, the chief of the nekomata village in the Underworld.

It gave me the idea that the meeting might be related to the Nekomata village and the Underworld.

But I thought we had already discussed non-interference with each other. Did someone cause more problems?

Suppressing a sigh, I looked at the last occupant of the room and was a bit shocked. Akatsuki. What's he doing here?

"Good evening, Yasaka-san, Nurarihyon-dono. It's nice to meet you all. It's been a while since we last met," I greeted them, maintaining a smile. Grayfia and Serafall did the same.

"Greetings, Lucifer. I do wish I could also say the same," replied Nurarihyon in a grumpy voice.

"Ha ha ha..." I could only laugh awkwardly at that. It seems everyone's pissed for some reason.

"Yasaka! What's this about? Did something happen? Did any devils cause trouble again? Is that what this is about?" asked Serafall.

"Causing troubles, you say! Tell us, what do you have to say about all this?" Magari suddenly asked angrily, pointing at some documents on the table.

She seemed rather pissed. She was a seven-tailed nekomata and the leader of the nekomata clan under Nurarihyon, the leader of the East Youkai.

"Satan Lucifer, tell me. When we settled down in the Underworld, did we not have a noninterference agreement with each other?" asked Kira.

"We did. Did something happen?" I asked, taking the papers in my hands.

"Your devils have been kidnapping nekomatas and other youkai to experiment on them," replied Yasaka.

"What?!" Serafall was surprised to hear this.

Even I was just as surprised as I started reading the document. Artificial Super Devil Project?!

This is the Naberius clan's crest on the paper! All the details and results of the experiments were written in detail in the document.

Even the names of the researchers, test subjects, guards, etc., were all documented. Someone had collected every single detail and documented it meticulously.

We cannot outright deny this without proof, as it already has the Naberius's crest and details.

I always knew they were up to no good, always doing sketchy research and experiments, but I never thought they were doing such things right under our noses.

They even used devils and humans for their experiments. But we still have to cross-check this for now.

"Is this true?" I asked.

"What do you think? Can you deny this after all this?" retorted Magari in anger.

"People have been disappearing from the village for quite a while. I tried looking for them. But I never thought they were going through all this," said Kira, looking dejected.

"I am really sorry if this is all true. But you know we have to look into it first before we can further our discussion," Serafall replied.

Serafall already looked tired and dejected, thinking about all the work she would have to do if this turned out to be true.

"Hmph! Sorry, you say..." Magari wanted to say more, but Nurarihyon stopped her with a hand gesture.

"Then we will discuss this matter again after three days. That's the most we are willing to give you. We expect some answers by then!" said Nurarihyon.

Frankly, I am thankful that they are still being accommodating. Even if we might win the war if a conflict breaks out, we do not want such a thing, as there will always be casualties on both sides. With the already declining population of pure devils, we cannot risk such a thing happening.

"Thank you. But how did you obtain all this?" I asked the question that had been bugging me for a while and also the reason that person was here, staying silent until now.

"That would be because of me. I found their hideout and made a copy of all the documents. This is only the bare minimum. If you go there right away, you will find more than enough proof, not to mention the dead bodies lying all over the place," Akatsuki finally spoke up.

How did he find out about something in devil territory that even we didn't know? And we weren't even aware that he came to the Underworld.

We've been keeping tabs on what the members of Akatsuki are doing in devil territories; they were mostly seen clearing the pits and staying in the Sabnock territory.

I cannot figure out why so many members would help out the kid. But recently, Kouske seems to have caught onto it and has been cleaning out the spies with the help of the Beleth and Botis clans.

"How did you find out about it?" I asked, knowing I might not get a straightforward answer.

"I have my ways. I have already saved all the living test subjects and put a barrier over the laboratory so that nobody can escape. But you guys should still hurry to the place. I will hand back the devil test subjects after treating them. The least you can do is to take them back to their families, right?" said Akatsuki.

I nodded. After that, we talked a bit more about the topic and then left. I quickly called over Ajuka for him to take a look at the hidden laboratory.

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"Aaaaarghhh!" a lot of soul-shattering screams could be heard.

"They are all under some kind of horrible illusion. I would assume they are experiencing what they had been doing to the test subjects, but surprisingly, their minds have been strengthened enough to not collapse. It's quite an unusual and fascinating spell," remarked Ajuka as he calmly observed the devils inside the hidden laboratory.

They had expressions of pure horror, with snot and tears covering their faces. Even if he is my best friend, I have to admit he can be quite creepy at times.

"Can you release them from this state?" I asked.

"I can. But it seems I don't have to do anything. There's a timer on it. They will be out of the spell before we take them to the prison to question them. But..." Ajuka replied but stopped mid-sentence, observing something unusual.

"But what?" I asked.

"There's also a time dilation in the spell. They are going to experience hundreds of years of the same pain over and over again in this short period of time," says Ajuka, looking quite interested.

"Will their brains survive? We still need to question them," I asked concernedly.

"Don't worry. They will be fine... probably. I will just check things in the laboratory," Ajuka says as he goes to do his own thing in the laboratory. Will they really be okay?

I look around the place and find so many corpses, mutilated so badly, of different species, especially youkai and nekomatas.

There were also devil and human corpses in this place. They didn't even spare their species for the experiments!

After a short while, Ajuka comes back. He didn't look happy.

In the meantime, I had already asked the guards to take all of the devils inside the laboratory to the prison and had Souji accompany them so that nothing happened on the way.

"What happened?" I asked.

"Hmm. They were trying to artificially create Super Devils, especially using youkai, by first turning them into reincarnated devils. I found all the proofs needed against the Naberius Clan. But it seems only the Branch Head and some other clan members were involved in this. I didn't find anything about the investors or anyone else. The research files containing the details of their experiments are also destroyed by someone, probably not wanting us to get our hands on it. But everything proving what they had been doing remains completely intact," says Ajuka, bored.

"It must be Akatsuki. He was here before us. He also took the test subjects," I said.

"I would like to check some of the Nekomata test subjects," suddenly says Ajuka. I just give him a look of disbelief.

"You think they will hand them over after all this? I don't think so," I asked.

"Yeah, you are right. But they will have to if they cannot treat them. Well, I will be going to my lab now. Those Naberius devils should be out of the spell by now. Have Falbium question them," replies Ajuka after sighing, as he tries to run back away to his lab.

*sigh*

"You are coming with me. We still have to talk to the devil council about this after the investigation. They are going to be a pain to manage," I replied while holding his shoulder.

He relented. After that, Falbium did his job and got statements out of everyone one way or another.

The devil council was definitely a pain. They kept saying we shouldn't compensate the youkai in any way as it would affect our image.

But they cannot understand that the youkai also have all the proof of documents and if they disclose everything to the other factions, our image will be tarnished further. The others will also be actively against us.

We have tried to improve the devil's reputation in the last few hundred years, after the creation of the evil pieces.

Almost every single mythology became our enemies when they found out about the evil pieces, and many idiotic devils tried to forcefully convert their subordinates, relatives, friends, or even close ones into devil peerage members.

We maintained a tandem and tried to make devils stay civil over the last few hundred years to make amendments and keep up a good reputation. We tried to make friends and connections with them over the years.

But now, if this is published, it will just fuel their hate for the devils, and many might even band together to corner us. It will turn all our years of effort into nothing.

We had multiple discussions with the devil council and the Youkai faction. It seems they had already moved the nekomata village away from the Underworld.

It might have been for the best, as we had noticed how so many suspicious devils suddenly made moves in the previous Nekomata village territory. But how they moved the whole village in such a short time remains a mystery.

The best thing is that only the Naberius branch family head and a few other noble devils were involved in this.

So the youkai couldn't demand anything for the Naberius main family. As expected, they wanted the devils involved to be punished.

While the devil council wasn't relenting, we had to force the issue a bit and show our authority as the Satans. Those devils were killed and the youkais were also given some compensation to keep their silence.

We also had to withdraw from whatever territory we had rented from the youkai or Shinto faction on Earth.

But at the very least, things had settled down. Now, the Naberius Clan will always be under watch, and their reputation took a hit when the public learned about it.

They just know that they betrayed the devil faction by massacring and conducting illegal experiments on fellow devils.

After a while, Akatsuki also gave us all the saved devils from the incident. We did try to compensate everyone though and took them back to their families.

The worst thing was there were so many children among them. We still have a long way to go to make the devil faction truly prosper and have peace!

*sigh*


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Chapter 44: 88. Kuroka's Decision and the Alliance!

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Kuroka's POV

Things have settled down for now. The Nekomata village has decided to permanently stay in this pocket dimension. They would be helping out at Akatsuki.

But I still cannot get over how vast this place is, even though certain areas are restricted and closed off. I can feel the spatial distortions, as I have also learned a bit about space magic before.

I heard all the food items sold on the website come from this place, the Demiplane. I was amazed at seeing so many different things when one of the members of Akatsuki gave us a tour.

I have never seen giant trees spanning endless water streams, nor have I ever seen giant flowers gulping people and submerging them in their sap to heal them.

There are even dragons here. This place seems more like a fantasy world than any other place I have ever been.

"You will get fat if you eat so many sweets, you nya?" I blandly told Shirone. She had been eating sweets nonstop since we arrived here.

On the first day, Akatsuki showed her some fruit trees within the area that the children could freely use to eat desserts and sweets.

But she has been eating too much of those! I can't deny how tasty they are, though.

The best of them are probably Desert Arbore (confectionary tree), Platinum Peach, Meteor Garlic (metallic-hued cloves growing on a sturdy garlic plant), Gourmet Strawberry, and Mystery Soup.

There's only one of each such tree in the area, so people cannot take much. But Shirone seems to like the Desert Arbore and Gourmet Strawberry the most.

Well, I liked the Mystery Soup the best, as you can eat any soup you want just by thinking about it before opening the big bowl-sized fruit.

I also heard gossip about the Gourmet Corpse Tree (an eerie, skeletal tree with fruits resembling miniature gravestones), which is off-limits as some say it can resurrect people.

Weird place this is, with weird and fantastical stuff. How did he find such a place, I wonder?

After hearing my words, Shirone had a look of realization and shock as she kept looking at the sweets in her hands and her flat belly.

After what seemed like a very hard choice, she started munching on the sweets again, mumbling things like "I don't get fat," "I have another stomach for sweets," and such. Honestly, she looked really cute and I would fight anyone who says otherwise!

But I had to scold her for a long time when we first got here, reminding her not to take sweets from strangers or get bribed by sweets so easily. She had been way too careless. I had to knock some sense into her.

After seeing her eating sweets, I couldn't stop myself from taking a few bites too. I mean, I won't get fat, okay?! I have a special place for my fats to go!

I looked at the village and thought about how much my life had changed in such a short time. I really am grateful to Akatsuki for this.

Without his help, I might still be locked in that place along with Shirone. She deserves better than that life!

While I was thinking about all this, I was reminded of my current situation. I was the bishop of Naberius.

Since that man is already dead, it technically makes me a stray. Devil laws are really messed up!

If the king dies, the peerage members automatically become strays unless someone else takes them into their peerage, the devils remove the evil piece inside them without killing them, or they simply do not convict them as strays.

Thankfully, I am strong and have full control over my aura, so I won't mutate or become mind-broken like the other strays.

Normally, devils mostly reincarnate humans and such newly reincarnated low-class devils, who were from a different race their whole lives, take time to adapt to fully functioning as a devil.

This includes their unstable demonic aura that only the Kings of each peerage can help them get used to over time.

It takes years upon years to truly get used to such an aura and not need the help of their masters anymore to control it.

There are even many high-class reincarnated devils who haven't gotten used to it, so the unstable demonic aura mutates them when they betray their King and stop receiving the help of their Kings to maintain control over the aura.

This is why there are still rare high-class strays—because they couldn't control their aura by themselves even after becoming stronger.

On the contrary, if someone can properly control the aura, then even a low-class devil can stay sane and not mutate even if they become a stray.

I can fully control my aura, so I do not have to worry about mutating or going insane. But I do not know if I will be hunted down or not. Devil laws are horrific!

There's also the thing that Akatsuki said about me. Because of all the experiments, even though my power has increased so much, I might soon reach a bottleneck someday as a side effect.

If I had stayed a pure Nekoshou, he said I would have had an easier time getting stronger.

But he also said he would look into finding a permanent cure for me. Right, he had also asked to meet me today! I should get going!

"Shirone! I will be..." I stopped mid-sentence when I was about to inform Shirone about me going to meet Akatsuki for a check-up, because that guy's right here, patting Shirone's head as she is sitting on his lap, and eating more sweets!

When did she get so close to him? Did she even listen to what I said before?! But when did he even get here? I didn't even realize!

"You know, I was waiting for you in the lab for the last half hour. It's rude to make others wait for you. I still have other things to do, you know. So I came to bring you myself," Akatsuki said.

"When did you get here?! And what are you doing right now?" I asked, staring at him.

"I got here when you were busy, deep in your thoughts! And as for what I am doing, as you can see, I am petting Koneko-chan's head!" he replied as he also scratched Shirone's ears, which made her purr cutely.

For some reason, this guy has been calling her that, and at some point, Shirone even stopped correcting him.

This guy even had the audacity to enter our surname as 'Toujou' in Akatsuki's database, right in front of us, when they were making IDs for everyone, without even asking for our opinion.

We don't know where the name came from, but he has been doing whatever he wants, which is a bit annoying... slightly, only a bit, okay? Not by much, to be honest. Hmph!

He gets a free pass because he's handsome and strong!

Well, our mother never had a surname, as most Youkais don't, and we didn't want to use our father's surname. So it helps out, I guess.

I had already told Shirone about Naberius and our father, who was most likely acting according to Naberius. Shirone needed some time, but she's a strong girl. She's doing great!

"Well, you should know that waiting for a beautiful woman is one of life's privileges. Not every man gets the chance to meet a beautiful girl like me alone in a room," I replied teasingly, leaning towards him slightly in my loose kimono, showing a fair bit of skin and a toothy grin.

Both Akatsuki and Shirone gave me blank stares. Umm... yeah, that was not a good one. Even I found it a bit too cheesy.

"So, didn't you say you wanted to have a look at my body? Let's go!" I said, taking him by the hand and starting to walk towards his lab.

Shirone followed out of concern, but I asked her to stay and play with the kids in the village.

Soon, we arrived at his personal lab. There were a lot of security measures in place. It consisted of the typical things you'd find in a high-quality lab.

I heard he and the researchers in Akatsuki had been looking at the state of everyone individually and made separate cures for them all.

Many were in a far worse state than me. My condition was stable, so they decided to prioritize the others.

Now, it seemed they had successfully cured everyone; even some of the mental scars were mended, as I saw many who previously had lifeless looks in their eyes walking around the Akatsuki Hospital, chatting normally with everyone.

Seeing that no one was here except for us, I decided to get a bit bold.

"So, what do I do? Do you need me to take off all my clothes?" I asked, lowering my kimono a bit with my hands.

"You don't really need to. But be my guest if you are comfortable doing so. I would never refuse a willing beautiful girl," he replied with an infectious smile instantly.

This was not what I expected, so I decided to stay as I was. I think I could feel my cheeks getting warm. I guess we can always go a step further after getting to know each other better.

[A/N: Kuroka is not desperate enough to jump on the MC like she was in Canon due to the responsibility of repopulating her clan, which doesn't bind her now. She is also younger than the Kuroka you all know.]

After a lot of different tests, Akatsuki finally spoke.

"Don't worry, I can make a cure for you. You will be just fine," he said.

"Thanks," I replied.

I couldn't really thank him enough for all he had done for us. Even a lifetime of gratitude would feel insufficient.

But I was still worried about the stray situation. Would I have to hide my whole life, from the devils? Or maybe I should talk to the village chief or the others about this?

I was sure they might be able to help me. Even Akatsuki might be able to talk things out with the Satans. He had already done so much for us. But I didn't want to leave Shirone alone because of this!

"Hey, listen..." I started, getting his attention.

Shamelessly, I told him everything about my situation. Then what he said blew my mind!

"Then, wanna join my peerage?" he said.

Was he not a human, but a devil? After that, he told me a bit about himself, and yes, he is weird. As weird as his situation.

Was I actually trying to get in the pants of a twelve-year-old boy, who's barely older than Shirone? Well, normally devils his age already start baby-making sex. So it doesn't really matter, I guess?

I accepted his proposal, and he said he would take care of all the formalities for my transfer to his peerage. Then, Shirone and I moved to his house the following weekend.

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Kouske's POV

"Thanks for your help, Akatsuki-san. The West Youkai will always remember your help," says Yasaka-san as she sits gracefully in a seiza position in one of Akatsuki's meeting rooms.

But my whole attention was on her heavenly melons. I still don't understand how those pieces of flesh can defy the laws of physics! Maybe she uses magic?

*cough*

I heard Sakuya coughing to get my attention while Yasaka-san had a teasing smile on her face. She knows!

"You don't need to thank me. I honestly only did it to just save them," I replied making her happy.

Beside her is the old Gourd youkai, Nurarihyon, with a huge gourd head. If he didn't have that head, he would just look like your typical old man with a villainous face.

Well, he isn't much of a villain, though he's a bit of a lecher and a prankster. I've heard he has a history of entering strangers' homes to make them show him hospitality via hypnosis.

He has also made random beautiful girls on the street give him shoulder massages publicly.

Despite his mischievous nature, he is one heck of a leader, even better than Yasaka-san, who might look like a little girl compared to him.

His East Youkai faction is a lot stronger than Yasaka-san's territory, as it's a gathering place for all the hot-tempered, muscle-headed Youkai.

Surprisingly, he has tamed them quite well. Yasaka-san and he don't get along too well, but they can still work together perfectly in times like these.

Currently, we are in the middle of solidifying our alliance. Nurarihyon-dono has Kunou sitting on his shoulder, playing by herself, while Magari-san is off meeting Kuroka and Koneko-chan.

I heard their mother was an acquaintance of both Nurarihyon-dono and Magari-san. After seeing that both Kuroka and Koneko-chan have the potential to use Senjutsu, she seems to want to train them in Senjutsu and Youjutsu, as she is a master of both.

Even Nurarihyon-dono cannot use Senjutsu, which only a few, like the Senins, can master. Yasaka-san can also use Senjutsu, and if I remember correctly, Kunou-chan will also be able to in the future.

She is a year younger than Koneko-chan, and I can see Nurarihyon-dono doting on her like his own grandchild, which Yasaka-san doesn't seem to mind even though they don't get along too well.

"Well, let's just sign the alliance contract now. We have already discussed all the necessary details. That Kuoh town you mentioned will be rented to that Sabnock kid from your organization. I need to head back soon, or those muscle heads might start causing more trouble in my absence, but I would like to tour this place a bit before leaving. I heard you have very tasty grapes?" Nurarihyon-dono asked.

"Yeah, we have some. I'll give you a bag to take home," I replied, noticing Sakuya already standing nearby with a bag of the fruits for Nurarihyon-dono.

She truly is the best maid one could ever hope for—getting things done even before being asked. Efficient as hell! I might tear up a bit...

'I appreciate the compliment, Kouske-sama,' I received her telepathic message suddenly and saw her smiling beautifully. Was I so obvious about what I was thinking?

"Why don't you make alcohol from them? I bet it would be great," Nurarihyon-dono suggested, tasting a few. Kunuo-chan on his shoulder also took a few.

"We are in the process, actually," I replied.

We are looking for the best combination. I'll market the finished product after aging it for years with my Time Manipulation.

I also have the idea of going to Danmachi to have Soma make wines for me. I'm sure he would gladly make them if I just provided him with the best ingredients that he could never get in Gekai.

I'm also immune to mental attacks because of the system's passive effect, so I won't get influenced even if I drink his wines to talk to him.

Just thinking about aging divine wines made by a literal God of Wine Making to sell them everywhere makes me excited. I will be rolling in money!

After that, we discussed other things for a while and I even showed them around a bit. If people could actually tour this place, the Demiplane would have turned into the best and most otherworldly tourist spot in the world.

Kunou-chan was having fun, and Sakuya seemed to be playing with her. After the tour, they all went back home.

Next week, I had to meet Yasaka-san as Kouske Sabnock to get the paperwork done to become the newest Overseer of Kuoh town.


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Chapter 45: 89. Reincarnating Kuroka.

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Chapter Text

Kouske's POV

"Sera. Fancy seeing you here and it seems you are not alone," I said as Serafall arrived at my Sabnock territory for a visit. 

Unlike usual when she sometimes pops into Kuoh town, she looks incredibly tired. The workload and negotiations must have really worn her down.

"Kou-chan! Onee-chan's been so down! I've been swamped with way too much work lately!" Sera cried, pulling me into a hug. I hugged her back, of course. And as it turns out, she wasn't alone.

"Hey, Sona-chan. It's been a while since we last met," I greeted Sona, whose expression suggested that she most probably didn't come here willingly.

"Hmph! I didn't want to come here, you know," says Sona.

"Are you still mad about that thing?" I asked Sona who had been mad at me and Sera for not telling her about me being a devil beforehand. So, she has been pouting for a while now.

"Huh? What are you talking about? I'm not mad or anything," Sona says calmly, but her stare tells a different story.

"But you are mad. I can tell. Sorry," I replied.

"I am not."

"Yes, you are."

"I am not!"

"But, You are!"

"Am not!"

"You are."

"No!"

"Yes."

"No!"

"No."

"Yes!"

"See! You are mad!" I replied, smirking.

"Ugh!" she yelled, stomping her foot before storming off to her right. 

"Sona-chan, there's nothing but tombstones that way! Guest rooms are to the left," I shouted after her. 

We were already inside the Sabnock Mansion, and she was making a beeline for the side that led to the graveyard behind it.

"I know that!" she yelled back, defiance lacing her voice as she changed her course. But how would she know?

*sigh*

"You know you're just making her angrier," Tsubaki, Sona's Queen, said, looking at me with an exasperated look. 

Sona had already gotten her Evil Pieces and reincarnated her. I also got mine, though a bit late – most devils get them at 10, but I was already over 12.

"Ha ha... Don't sweat it," I replied, flashing a peace sign and a grin. 

"A good tantrum will cool her down faster than waiting for her forgiveness." Tsubaki sighed, then started following Sona with a shake of her head.

"So-tan looks so cute even when she's pouting! Gotta admit though, you guys are really good friends. She wouldn't act like this in anyone else's house," Sera said, amusement lacing her voice.

While listening to her, I signaled some maids to escort Sona and Tsubaki to the guest rooms to make them comfortable.

"Hmm... She is cute. So, what's with the sudden visit?" I asked.

"Can't I come to see my cute Kou-chan?" she replied, acting adorably.

"How many times have I told you not to call me 'chan'?" I retorted, letting out a sigh as she stuck out her tongue playfully.

After a moment, she spoke again. "Didn't you say you wanted to transfer Naberius's bishop to your peerage?"

"Yeah, but isn't that Beelzebub's job?" I asked.

"Don't sweat over the small details! I will help you with the paperwork. Aju-chan is too busy in his lab to come out now anyway. You'll be doing the transfer in my presence. I've already acquired the basic equipment from him," replied Sera.

That guy never leaves his lab, does he? Or did he find something interesting in Naberius's lab? 

And she's just trying to make excuses to skip work, isn't she? But she does need some time off. So it works out fine, I guess. But...

"Can you even perform the transfer properly?" I asked, raising an eyebrow in doubt.

"Huh! Don't worry," Sera replied confidently. 

"Naberius is already dead, and his connection to that bishop piece is already lost. Removing that piece is easier than exchanging pieces between living Kings. I can do it myself with the equipment!"

"OK! And?" I prompted, waiting for more details.

"And you'll just need to be present and ready to use your own piece," she continued. 

"Once I remove the bishop piece, you can immediately reincarnate her into your peerage. Simple as that!"

"Anything else you need to do?" I asked. Sera laughed lightly. 

"I guess I also need to see the development in your territory. It's been four months, and the Devil Council has been questioning your ability to rule the territories. You haven't been attending any of the council meetings either, so some members are not pleased with your behavior."

"By some, you mean most, right? So they're just being petty and trying to cause problems after seeing the rapid growth in the cities under me, huh? And I have no intention of wasting my time sitting in a place for hours listening to some old, self-obsessed, idiotic lunatics talking total nonsense!" I said, feeling a surge of annoyance.

"Pretty much. But don't say that in front of them," she replied, shrugging but still amused.

"They're not used to someone handling things differently and actually succeeding. They must have thought you would ask for their help in the redevelopment of your territories and then they would be able to extort you or put you, a future clan leader, in their debt."

"But now that they see you are doing extremely fine without seeking any of their help and that you even reclaimed your lost territories from the monsters in such a short time, they are just being petty!" Sera added, equally annoyed.

I'm still not the Sabnock Clan Head since I'm not an adult yet. However, I've been appointed as the Heir, with full authority as the only living member possessing the bloodline power from the direct line. Otherwise, the Clan Head Magic Circle wouldn't have chosen me. I know it doesn't make much sense, but devil's rules rarely ever do!

"So they suggested someone observe the territory to make an official report, but you came yourself, I guess?" I asked.

"Full points! You are right. Onee-chan's proud!" Sera said, giving me head pats. 

But she had to stand on her toes to do so since I was already taller than her, which made me laugh out loud.

"You're being a meanie now!" Sera pouted with fake tears, crossing her arms under bazookas!

"Well, someone has to keep you on your toes (literally)," I teased, ruffling her hair. 

"Come on, let's get you settled in a room. Then we can complete the transfer and tour the place. You'll see firsthand just how things are going."

After that, I called all the girls over since I needed Kuroka here for the transfer anyway, I figured we might as well all stay here for a while for a change of pace. I also invited Momo, as she's a great friend of Sona and me. 

If Sera's going to make a report on my territory, I might as well give everyone an elaborate tour of the place and my ongoing projects while showing Sera around. None of the girls had ever fully toured the place either.

The maids and butlers were all put to work. Sakuya was being very strict! At first, they were dissatisfied with Sakuya as the head maid, inwardly grumbling but not daring to say anything to me. 

However, after spending a day with Sakuya, they started fearing and respecting her. I didn't have to intervene. I wonder what she did? 

Without my knowledge, rumors about a certain 'Demon Maid' in the Sabnock Mansion spread, and everyone was terrified of her. Who could that be, I wonder?

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Omniscient POV

The next day, early in the morning, Serafall had a small box-sized object that Kouske recognized. 

It looked similar to the box of evil pieces handed to him by Ajuka a few months earlier. Back then, he had to touch a monument that functioned as a replacement King Piece to register him as a King. 

The box he had, changed its color from blood red to yellow, symbolizing the Sabnock crest on top. However, this box was black and gave off a different feeling.

"Do I need to just stand here, nyaa?" asked Kuroka nervously. 

She didn't know what would happen and, finding herself suddenly in front of one of the Maous, she was understandably a bit anxious.

"Yeah! Don't worry. It will be over in an instant!" replied the magical girl poised as a Maou.

The whole room was filled with people, witnessing the process for the first time. Kouske, meanwhile, was observing the box intently, trying to decipher its secrets while encouraging Kuroka.
After a while, he could see Serafall's aura blending with the pitch-black box as it opened. The box was empty but had slots for all 15 pieces, with an additional slot that could potentially be for extracting a King Piece if Ajuka ever needed to. Not that most would ever know.

Soon, the empty slot for the bishop piece connected with Kuroka, causing her to glow black like the box. She felt a piece of herself leaving her body, and then the bishop's piece flew into the empty slot in the box. The box closed by itself, completing the process safely. It was an instant process!

"Do you feel anything different with your body?" asked Serafall, as Kouske and Koneko also inquired about Kuroka's health.

"I am fine. It's just... how do I say? I feel.. odd? It feels like something is missing in me, and I also feel a bit weaker," replied Kuroka absentmindedly as she checked her body with Senjutsu.

"Hmm. The enhancements of the bishop piece must have been removed," conjectured Kouske.

"Yeah, that's what happened. Now you can reincarnate her with your evil pieces," said Serafall, looking at Kouske.

"Do I have to reincarnate her into a bishop, or can I use any of the pieces?" asked Kouske, already guessing the answer.

"You can use any of the pieces. I think you should let the evil piece set do the choosing for you. It's your first time using them, right? They can select the most suitable pieces for you by estimating both of your power levels, her talents, and affinities, etc," advised Serafall.

"Hmm. I guess I will try," Kouske replied as he stood in front of Kuroka. By simply willing it, the suitable pieces appeared in front of him.

"Only a pawn?!" mumbled Sona, stunned by the scenario.
She had heard that Kuroka possessed the power of an Ultimate Class devil, and Naberius had even needed a mutated bishop piece when he reincarnated her, which was the one she had witnessed just a bit earlier, flying to the box.

She thought Kouske would need to use one of his mutated pieces, which had impressed her since it was rare for someone to receive multiple mutated evil pieces—only a few ever did, and the most anyone had gotten at once was three, marking them as exceptionally talented.

But here, only a pawn appeared. What was going on? Was Kouske stronger than she expected?

The same thought was going through Serafall's mind, and she was astonished that her suspicion was most likely true. Even though Kouske usually emitted the aura of an intermediate high-class devil, she could tell he was far stronger.

This was now proven, as only a devil with power and talent equal to or significantly greater than Kuroka could reincarnate her with just a single pawn piece in this situation.

So, either Kouske was overwhelmingly stronger than Kuroka, or his real strength was closer to hers, and he was at least as talented.

This small exchange revealed a lot. Despite her surprise, Serafall was still happy to see such a talented young devil.

Kouske moved a bit closer to Kuroka and asked, "Kuroka Toujou, do you hereby accept me, Kouske Sabnock, as your eternal master and serve me with all your body and soul as my pawn?"

Kuroka was already used to Kouske's meddlings. So she didn't correct him and just accepted it as it was. Meanwhile, Serafall was looking at the papers in her hands, wondering if she needed to adjust Kuroka's name on them.

With a look of determination, Kuroka knelt down, looked into Kouske's eyes, and pledged, "I, Kuroka Toujou, accept you, Kouske Sabnock, as my eternal master and vow to live for you, giving my body, soul, and loyalty to you as your pawn." With that, Kuroka finished her sentence.

Kouske felt a bit embarrassed saying all this, but since it was an official transfer and everything would be recorded, he had to put on a little show.

As Kouske willed it, the pawn piece entered Kuroka's body, enhancing her basic powers. Kuroka could feel a higher level of enhancement than she had from Naberius's mutated bishop piece, despite this being just Kouske's single pawn piece.
It was evident that Kouske was overwhelmingly stronger than the weak mid-class Naberius devil, who only held the status of a high-class devil but whose power was mid-class at best.

"Now that ends the ceremony. I have witnessed it all. Congratulations, Kou-chan, on getting your first peerage member who is already so strong. Onee-chan's proud of you," said Serafall.

"Thanks. And don't call me 'chan'," replied Kouske, a bit annoyed.

'Chan' seemed a bit childish, especially coming from the child in Maou's clothing! Oh no, even her clothing is just as childish!

After the ceremony, everyone engaged in conversation while Kouske made preparations for them to tour the Sabnock territory and thought about how to make the evil piece extractor he just observed.

For now, he decided to refrain from reincarnating anyone new into his peerage since these evil pieces could significantly enhance someone's power. He planned to train his future peerage members first, then use the evil pieces to boost their already strong base powers in the future.

Additionally, unused evil pieces could change and possibly mutate over the years according to the King's power and emotions, while used ones could also change and mutate based on the power and emotions of a reincarnated devil. So he will wait for a few years.

But this time was an exception, as Kouske had to let Kuroka join his peerage to avoid any unnecessary trouble with the selfish, idiotic, incompetent devil council. He didn't want to waste his time dealing with those old farts if he could help it!

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Chapter 46: 90. Spies and Love!

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Omniscient POV

Kouske spent the next few days showing the girls the ongoing developments in his territory. There were already many infrastructures being built, such as a new library, hospital, school, and large shopping malls.

Kouske was planning to educate the commoners in his territory. They were already deprived of many things, so he wanted to give as much support as he could.

Sona was very interested in learning about the school. The nobles might frown at him for this, but does he care about those old coots? No!

Serafall was interested in the hospital he was building, where many of Akatsuki's medicines would be used, though he planned to make these hospitals only in his territories.

She was also intrigued when she heard Kouske would be selling various products from Akatsuki's website in the large shopping complex at a discount, exclusively for the citizens of his territory.

Since his territory was redeveloping, with many vacant plots and a smaller population, Kouske aimed to attract more citizens using these projects.

Additionally, Kouske expanded the farmlands with fertile soil and cultivated rare or extinct plants of the Underworld, purchasing them from the Shop.

This would boost his territory's reputation and significance. Kouske spent the next few days with the girls, trying to make them all comfortable in his territory while ensuring Serafall got the rest she needed and buttering up the pouting Sona.

One day, while Kouske was having his rare bathing session with Sakuya, she asked him something.

"Kouske-sama, are you sure you don't want me to join your peerage?" Sakuya asked as she wiped Kouske's back, feeling a bit hesitant and unsure of herself.

Since the first time, even though it's rare, Sakuya sometimes helps Kouske in the bath.

Honestly, Kouske would like her to stop wearing swimming suits under the towel like that! It leaves so much to the imagination and gives mixed signals!

It makes Kouske feel quite 'itchy' in places and leaves him wanting 'more' but seeing the rare shying face of Sakuya makes up for all of it.

Kouske and Sakuya normally do this sometimes after everyone's asleep and stay in the bath together for hours, talking about mundane things to bond a bit more. Kouske doesn't mind spending such times like this with her.

"I have already said this before. I don't want to force you to forsake your humanity for me. You can do whatever you want. To be honest, being a devil doesn't benefit you in any way; if anything, it has its own demerits. And we are already connected on a deeper level with the falna, right? So, whatever you wish, I will respect it," Kouske said, turning back and looking into Sakuya's eyes.

For a moment, there was an intense emotion in Sakuya's eyes as she smiled, leaned in, and suddenly kissed Kouske, leaving him stunned.

"Thank you, Kouske-sama," whispered Sakuya before the kiss.

The kiss wasn't lewd or anything. It was a pure sign of affection. After the sudden kiss, Sakuya leaned back and realized what she had done.

Her face became as red as a tomato as she tried to avoid Kouske's eyes.

"I am sorry, Kouske-sama. If I was being rude... I think I will leave now," Sakuya quickly said, stammering a bit in a low voice as she quickly got up and tried to flee the bathroom.

Just as Kouske heard her, his mind caught up with the incident. He quickly stopped Sakuya by pulling her hand and leaning in for a hug.

Sakuya yelped at the sudden pulling and buried her head in shame against Kouske's chest to hide her face, as Kouske wrapped his arms around her body.

"Why are you even apologizing?" asked Kouske.

"It's just I couldn't control myself at that moment and I..." replied Sakuya in a small voice, her face still buried in Kouske's chest.

"You don't have to apologize. If anything, I should apologize, as it should have been me taking the initiative and not forcing you..." said Kouske, while Sakuya just listened closely to his every word.

"Sakuya, I love you. It's already been six years since we first met. And I have liked you for a long time. I mean, no one would be able to not love someone like you, staying by their side. But I need your answer. Do you have the same feelings?" Kouske asked.

Sakuya, still in his arms, could feel something warm in her chest hearing all this as her heart beat faster and she felt a rhythm in both their hearts beating together, slowly in sync.

"I... I..." Sakuya replied in a voice too soft for normal people to hear her. Kouske wanted to hear it from her in a clear tone.

"Sakuya, you have to speak clearly. And if you don't have the same feelings, I will stop immediately. I won't force you, nor do you have to feel obligated to reciprocate my feelings," said Kouske softly.

"NO! I... like... you... too!" said Sakuya meekly, her face burning and her ears turning red.

"Just like? You don't love me?" Kouske teased, feigning sadness, but he was happy nonetheless to hear her confession.

"Lo... ve."

"Hmm? I can't hear you."

"I said I also LOVE you, BAKA!" exclaimed Sakuya as Kouske held her face in both his hands and looked into her eyes directly.

"I love you too," said Kouske as he leaned in to steal her lips.

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Before Serafall had come to Kouske's territory, some groups had been snooping around quite a bit. Kouske finally decided to take care of them.

They had a secret hideout in the jungle behind the main Sabnock city. There were around thirty people living in a secret cave. Well, it's not a secret anymore.

"Hey, where's Rivan? It's been so long since he went out," asked one of the spies guarding the cave entrance.

"He is probably taking a shit somewhere," said the other guard with a laugh.

"How long do we have to stay like this? I feel like we have become cavemen! Can't we just enter the city and stay in an inn? There are so many bugs here!" sighed the other guard as he complained.

"Well, we have many wanted criminals with us, and they can't really show their faces in public. Our boss is also among them," replied the guard.

"So we are just staying here as collateral because of our boss, huh? But I think disguising ourselves would have worked too. But after the last guy who easily got caught and killed in the city, they are afraid of using illusion or disguise too much, to not get caught," said the other one, frustrated.

*sigh*

Just as they were engrossed in their conversation, they saw a shadow emerging from the right side of the cave entrance, from afar. It was nighttime, so they couldn't see properly, and the handmade torches weren't helping much.

Seeing the shadow suddenly running towards them, they got alarmed and took position, charging their magic in a fit of panic.

"Stop! Who are you?" yelled one of the guards.

But as the figure got closer, they recognized Rivan, the one they had been talking about earlier. They relaxed momentarily upon seeing him.

However, Rivan had a look of panic on his face, and his left hand was completely melting. He was shouting something, but they couldn't hear anything due to a loud buzzing sound that drowned out all other noises.

Just as they were trying to comprehend what had happened, Rivan emerged from the dense trees into a clear spot and was suddenly engulfed by a swarm of flies.

They could finally see what was making that hideous, ear-piercing sound.

Before they could react, the swarm of flies secreted some kind of liquid, and Rivan's entire body melted instantly, leaving nothing behind.

The guards, more shocked than scared, watched in horror as the swarm of flies began moving towards them.

Rivan was a beginner Middle-Class devil, as were the two guards. Seeing him die so easily made them panic.

In their fit of panic, one of the guards conjured fire and shot it at the swarm of flies. To their surprise, the flies burned and died quite easily, in an uneventful way.

Feeling relieved, they relaxed a bit. But their relief was short-lived as the same buzzing noise surrounded them from all sides.

Amidst the chaos, a few flies from the initial group had survived. As the guards were preparing for the incoming swarm, one of the flies landed on a guard's leg and secreted its fluid, creating a sudden, excruciating hole in the devil's foot.

"Aahh! My leg!" he screamed in agony.

He quickly swatted and killed the fly, gritting his teeth in pain, and refocused his attention on the encroaching swarm.

The realization that these flies could not only melt but also disable them with a single touch intensified the panic.

As they were surrounded by these strange, hideous creatures, both guards frantically fired magic attacks, but it was to no avail.

"Nooo!"

"Please, let me live!"

"Pleeasee! Don't come any clo..."

The swarm overwhelmed them, and their bodies melted away like Rivan's.

The commotion woke up the people inside the cave, who came to check what was happening. Seeing how three Mid-Class devils died so easily, they all panicked.

Most of them were also around Middle-Class devil strength, with only two having the power of a High-Class devil. Everyone was in a state of frenzy, running from place to place, trying to find a way out.

They all, including the High-Class devils, fired magic attacks to kill the flies. Despite the flies having low defense, their sheer numbers were overwhelming.

No matter how many they killed, the flies' numbers didn't seem to decrease. Many started running low on mana and began to panic.

Realizing the dire situation, the leader decided they needed to escape. It was fortunate for the spies that the cave had only one narrow opening, limiting the number of flies that could enter at once, making it easier to aim their magic in one direction.

But the weaker devils were reaching their limits, and the others would soon follow. The leader knew they couldn't hold out much longer and might get cornered, with no place to run.

So he ordered those who could teleport to quickly escape, while the others should break through the cave walls to find an exit.

Everyone followed the orders, and soon, chaos erupted as they fought for their lives. Those who could teleport vanished, while the rest desperately tried to break through the walls.

In the ensuing chaos, the group became separated, each devil fighting frantically to survive.

One group had three devils on the other side of the cave. Seeing that they were not being followed by those flies, they sighed a sign of relief.

"What the fuck were those things?! I almost died to a stupid fly!" yelled one of the devils.

As he was shouting, the other devil noticed that their third companion was eerily silent, staring at a floating orb of bioluminescent foliage.

It seemed to call to him, compelling him to follow. Despite their frantic calls, he remained unresponsive, drawn closer to the orb.

Suddenly, plants wrapped around his entire body. The others panicked by the sudden attack and in an attempt to 'save' him, began casting fire magic at the encroaching plant and the strange orb, disregarding their fellow devil's safety.

Before the flames could reach him, two glowing eyes appeared in the darkness beneath a large tree, sending chills down their spines.

In an instant, their companion turned to stone, shielding the orb. The impact of the magic shattered his petrified body into rocky fragments.

More floating orbs emerged, and the eyes under the tree moved, revealing a reptilian creature covered in moss and lichen, its body camouflaged with scales that blended seamlessly with the jungle.

In a matter of moments, the surviving devils' screams faded into the night, silenced by the strange orbs and the menacing reptilian creature.

Foliage Wisp: A floating orb of bioluminescent foliage, the Foliage Wisp lures creatures deeper into the forest with an enchanting glow. It can manipulate plant life, creating illusions to confuse intruders.

Mossveil Basilisk: A reptilian creature covered in moss and lichen, the Mossveil Basilisk can petrify its prey with a gaze. Its scales blend seamlessly with the forest floor, allowing it to ambush unsuspecting victims.

On another side, the leader had managed to regroup with eight of his members, including the other high-class devil. The rest were mid-class at best.

As the leader was formulating a plan and pondering what those things were, an intense, awful, almost nauseating smell filled the air.

They were immediately alert, scanning for the source, when suddenly, the leader was kicked from behind, and sent flying into the trees.

No one had seen the attacker, nor could anyone react in time. But one thing was certain: something was there.

They felt gusts of wind and heard the sound of something moving at extreme speed. The stench confirmed their suspicions—it smelled like awful poop.

Soon, they were all being kicked and tossed around by the invisible creature. Trembling in fear, they begged for forgiveness, offering any concessions they could think of.

But nothing worked. All they heard was a hideous, eerie laughter echoing from all directions. They knew the creature was toying with them.

Despite having the power to kill them easily, it chose to torture and play with their lives, finding amusement in their misery.

Then it came into view: a giant, monstrous, hideous monkey, unlike anything they had ever seen. The creature's grotesque appearance and the overwhelming stench paralyzed them with fear.

But the strangest and most obviously disgusting feature of the monkey was its two large, jewel-like balls, which it seemed to show off with pride.

They jiggled as the creature danced around, making the sight even more grotesque. The monkey had a terrible stench, likely from the excrement it used to travel so fast.

With a mocking gesture, it flung the foul substance towards the high-class devil, other than the leader.

The devil was soon covered in the vile muck, the intense smell rendering him unconscious. But the poop continued to envelop him, entering his mouth and finally causing his body to burst.

The monkey laughed maniacally, delighting in his slow struggle and false hopes of survival before delivering the fatal blow.

The sight left everyone paralyzed with fear and disgust. As the monkey turned its attention to the remaining devils and smirked as they screamed and ran in all directions.

The monkey allowed them to flee, focusing solely on the leader. It pursued him, torturing him slowly and deliberately.

The leader was repeatedly smashed by the monkey's enormous, glowing balls, the grotesque sight of the creature's smirk and its jewel-like appendages seared into his mind as he died.

His last thought was one of despair and humiliation: what had he done to deserve such a degrading and horrific death at the hands of this lunatic?

The others who fled were also slowly hunted down. Some were lured by succubus-like angels of their dreams, seduced and deceived by their enchanting forms.

These devils, entranced and vulnerable, were slain before they could comprehend the danger or mount any form of retaliation.

The creatures' touch left their entire bodies paralyzed, rendering them unable to defend themselves as they met their gruesome end.

The dreamlike allure of their captors was the last thing they saw, leaving them helpless and unable to escape their fates.

Ballboons: Unique monkeys, sport lanky bodies with dark, ruffled fur and web-like coats covering specific areas. Notably, they feature large, bright-toned hands and feet with dark nails, accompanied by a long, powerful tail. Their distinctiveness lies in the large, shining pair of testicles resembling high-quality jewelry.

- Powers: Possess "Vision"—advanced sensory perception and foresight. Additionally, they can transform into a smaller, lankier form by covering themselves in organic webbing. Noteworthy is their ability to produce Flying Nimbutts, large gaseous feces solid enough for transportation, making them unique in their capabilities.

Phantom Nymph: Ethereal beings with an otherworldly allure, capable of manipulating illusions to deceive and distract their foes. Their touch induces temporary paralysis.

The remaining members of the spy group were slowly but surely hunted down, each meeting a gruesome fate.

Some fell victim to the swarm of flies, others were ensnared by ancient ents resembling creatures, while some succumbed to the deadly poison of vine-like creatures with razor-sharp leaves, moving similar to a serpentine creature.

Some spies met their demise at the hands of innocent-looking plant girls, who appeared angelic and harmless on the roadside, pleading for help.

Despite their demonic nature, the devils couldn't resist feeling empathy and a desire to aid them.

However, as they let their guard down and approached, they were ensnared and devoured whole by these seemingly innocent creatures.

Unbeknownst to the spies, the seemingly innocent plant girls, known as the Tranquility Girls, were actually Kouske's familiars, alongside the Briarback Entling and Vorpal Viper Vine.

Tranquility Girls: They are deceptive plant-type creatures resembling injured innocent girls, luring travelers for protection. They can manipulate and instill guilt in their victims, cursing them when near death. They entice victims with addictive but nutritionally worthless fruits, often near their trees. Upon their protectors' death, they consume corpses as fertilizer through their own tree roots.

Similar hunts occurred in multiple locations outside Sabnock's main city and beyond the territory, targeting spies from different groups.

Some were dispatched by shadow blades, drowning in the darkness of Noctis's shadow, while others were torn apart by razor-sharp hurricanes conjured by Hawk's wind manipulation.

Elemental slimes claimed the lives of others, their strength inexplicably overwhelming the hapless spies. Even in death, they were in disbelief that they lost to the weakest creatures.

With the aid of his familiars, Kouske successfully eliminated all hostile spies from his territory, ensuring its safety from external threats.

Notes:

[A/N: Did the romantic interaction between Kouske and Sakuya feel weird? Should I have done a time skip before this? Kouske is twelve but looks like a typical teenager with his build and all. He is a devil, you know. Devil hormones develop fast!]

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Chapter 47: 91. A small date with Serafall.

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Chapter Text

Omniscient POV

The very next morning was awkward for everyone. During breakfast, all eyes were on Kouske and Sakuya. Some stared directly, while others stole secret glances.

From the look of things, Kouske could tell everyone must have found out something. Even though, last night, Kouske and Sakuya hadn't done much beyond some intense kissing sessions, their interaction seemed a lot different to the eyes of everyone else. Girls are very perceptive, you know. They appeared... closer.

Koneko had a blank look, Asia and Gasper were blushing with steam coming out of their heads, while Kuroka and Valerie had a knowing gaze, teas... whispering something to their ears and making the blushing even worse.

Tarte seemed quietly in deep thought as she served alongside Sakuya. Lavinia was pondering something, Sona was glaring, and Serafall seemed amused for some odd reason.

After observing everyone, Kouske noticed Bertrand avoiding eye contact in shame. It was clear that she was the one who had told everyone, as she was the only one who had seen them last night in the shower and even had eavesdropped.

When asked why, she had simply replied she was worried about Kouske taking so long and that it was her duty to think about the safety of her lord. Kouske didn't say anything more to the profusely blushing knight at that time, as she was telling the truth.

However, it seemed she couldn't keep it to herself and ended up telling everyone. Kouske realized he'd have to be careful about sharing secrets with her in the future.

All the while, Sakuya remained silent, going about her job professionally, but Kouske could see a tint of red on her face.

'But why the hell is HE blushing so much?' Kouske thought.

"Gasper needs to man up even more," Kouske said out loud, absentmindedly, as he kept looking at Gasper.

Hearing that, Gasper jumped up from the table and ran to her room, crying and saying things about him being a meanie and all.

This left Kouske even more confused while Kuroka laughed out loud as Valerie went to check on her. Everyone else sighed and just gave Kouske a strange look.

It seems that the morning in the Sabnock Mansion today, is not so simple!

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After the morning fiasco, Kouske found himself traveling his territory with Serafall. He still had a few more things to show, but the girls seemed tired and weren't in the mood.

This left him alone with Serafall. However, it seemed Serafall wasn't in any mood to work. She darted around like an excited little girl, dragging him from place to place with boundless energy.

"Kou-chan, what's that building over there?" Serafall asked, her mouth full of crepes as she dragged Kouske by the hand.

She pointed at an oddly shaped building, which resembled a vertical gaming console controller with toy guns on both top sides. It certainly stood out.

Kouske smiled at her enthusiasm. "That's our new arcade and entertainment center. It's designed to look like a game controller to attract young devils and gamers. It was a special request from Elle. So I have been working on it. Inside, you'll find the latest games, VR experiences, and even some retro classics."

Serafall's eyes sparkled with excitement. "That sounds amazing! Can we go inside and check it out?"

"Of course," Kouske replied, chuckling. "I had a feeling you'd like this place. To be honest, you would be the second person to be here."

"Second person? This isn't opened yet, right? Who has used this before?" asked Serafall curiously.

"Ha ha ha. You'll see when we get there," replied Kouske.

"OK!"

After they entered the still-under-construction arcade, Serafall could see all kinds of games and other entertainment setups available.

Serafall practically skipped with excitement as they approached the entrance. The building's exterior was even more impressive up close, with neon lights and colorful murals depicting popular game characters.

Inside, the arcade was a sensory overload of flashing lights, and beeping machines. Rows of arcade cabinets lined the walls, each featuring a different game.

There were sections for VR experiences, racing simulators, and even a retro area with classic games from decades past.

There were baseball, ping pong, bowling, and many more. It was a complete package. Since it hadn't opened yet, many features like food services weren't available, but beverages were still accessible via vending machines.

And there were still staff inside the building. As they explored, they marveled at the variety of activities.

"This place is incredible, Kou-chan! I can't wait for it to open," Serafall exclaimed, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

Kouske smiled, pleased with her reaction. "I'm glad you like it. It's been a lot of work, but seeing your reaction makes it all worth it."

As they explored, Serafall heard the sounds of someone playing games. When she checked, she found Elle immersed in a fighting game, not even noticing their presence.

Deciding not to disturb her, Kouske and Serafall moved on. Serafall was excited to try VR, a technology that still didn't exist in their world.

Kouske was working on developing VRs on the same level as those of SAO or Overgeared.

For now, he will only be introducing basic VR in the arcade, with plans to launch more advanced versions in the future, after finding more success.

They played a few rounds, and Serafall even played against Elle a few times, but she faced defeat every single time.

When they were leaving the arcade, Kouske asked Elle if she wanted to join them, but she refused, saying she wanted to stay a bit longer.

"You know, this is quite amazing. The Underworld doesn't have much in terms of entertainment, and commoners can't just go to Earth to use these facilities. I think this will be a great success and help them get over their boredom!" Serafall said excitedly as they exited the place.

After that, Serafall munched on ice cream as they strolled around the place while hugging Kouske's arm, squishing her soft, elastic melons in his arm and chest.

"You know, Kou-chan. This feels like a date," Serafall said in a good mood, skipping in her every step.

"It certainly does feel like one," Kouske replied.

"Oho? So, you are not denying it, huh?" Serafall teased.

"Well, this is what people normally do on dates. So it can count if we want to make it count," Kouske said with a mysterious smile.

"Hmmnn? Did you want to go on a date with Onee-chan so bad? But is it alright for you to go on dates with other girls right after what happened last night?" Serafall asked with a smirk, looking at him mysteriously.

"She won't mind. But I feel like Bertrand has said some troublesome things," Kouske sighed.

"Hahaha. That girl was a blushing mess in the morning. When everyone was asking her what happened, she couldn't stop thinking about it and told EVERYTHING in full detail.

Everyone was quite intrigued. You must have slept in a bit because of going to bed late last night," Serafall said, smirking.

Kouske sighed again and asked, "So, how's the date? Are you enjoying it so far?"

"Hmm. It's fun! And it will be a memorable one!" Serafall replied with a smile.

Afterward, as they were chatting like that for a while, Serafall suddenly asked, "Kou-chan, I heard you became the new overseer of Kuoh town?"

"Yeah. What about it?" Kouske replied.

"No, nothing. It's just that I thought they would never let a devil be in charge of any of their territories again, after all that. But here you still got to be one. Akatsuki must treasure you to persuade them for you," Serafall said, looking at him.

"I guess. Why, is there any problem?" Kouske asked.

"No, just wanted to ask. That's all..." Serafall trailed off, looking deep in thought.

Kouske had a feeling he wouldn't like where this was going. So he decided to change the topic and discuss something that had been on his mind for a while.

"Hey, Sera. What do you think of the people in this territory?" he asked.

"My thoughts? But what do you mean exactly?" Serafall pondered.

"I mean, do they seem happy to you?" Kouske asked.

"Hmnn... They do," Serafall replied with a smile.

"But do you know how their lives were before I became the lord of this place? The disparity among commoners in the Underworld is just too much," Kouske said sadly.

"Unfortunately, it is," Serafall agreed.

"How many Ultimate Class devils do you see here? I mean, power-wise," Kouske asked.

"There are so many, around closer to 50, I think. I've been wondering. How did you even get all these devils in such a short time?" Serafall asked curiously.

*sigh*

Hearing this, Kouske was truly disappointed.

"What was the reason behind the evil piece system? The thing even made all the other factions hate devils so much. So what was the reason behind this?" Kouske asked.

Serafall felt odd that he was questioning her about something so basic, instead of answering her previous question. But seeing the serious look on Kouske's face, she answered him.

"You should already know, it was to revive our declining population," Serafall replied, looking at Kouske curiously.

"Have you guys been able to accomplish that?" he asked.

"Well, we have partially succeeded, I think. But we still have to make sure the other pillar devils do not die out," Serafall replied.

"Yes. You guys have partially succeeded and, wanting to appease the reincarnated devils so that they do not rebel, you have given them many benefits, right?

Like free access to go to Earth alongside their kings, opportunities for making contracts, education, participating in rating games, easier rank-up examinations, etc.

But don't you think while trying to give so many benefits to the reincarnated devils, you guys are ignoring the pure-blood devils?

I am not talking about the nobles, but the commoners," Kouske said, looking into her eyes.

"What do you mean? We are treating them equally. They can also take the rank-up examinations and succeed in life with hard work if they want," Serafall replied.

"Hard work, you say. I don't see any results of their hard work, though," Kouske said solemnly, making Serafall raise her head in question.

"You know, all the Ultimate Class devils you can feel here, are all of Low-Class devil status even with their strength," Kouske said, making her stunned.

"How?!" Serafall asked.

"Sadly, there was never any equality to begin with. You guys seem to have unknowingly ignored the commoner pure devils that you were supposed to protect," Kouske said.

"In the last hundred years, how many pure-blood commoner devils do you think have risen in rank?" Kouske inquires.

"I'm not entirely sure, but there are likely several every five years," Serafall replies.

"Let me tell you—it's 13. Over the past century, only 13 have ascended in rank, and that's after accumulating enough accomplishments for a thousand years, typically advancing from the low to middle class. It often takes them over a thousand years, if they're fortunate," Kouske asserts.

"Why so few? And shouldn't it take them less time to accumulate enough accomplishments?" Serafall questions.

"Unfortunately, it does take that long. As you know, there are three primary ways to gain enough accomplishments to take the rank-up examination. The first is through war, which hasn't occurred in about six hundred years in the Underworld," explains Kouske.

"Yes, but there are other..." Serafall begins, but she's interrupted.

"Secondly, commoners can earn accomplishment points through contracts, but it's a slow process since they can't visit Earth.

Another method is excelling in rating games, but few are fortunate enough to be recruited. Even those who accumulate enough accomplishments to qualify for the rank-up exam often face unfair outcomes due to corruption.

These exams are biased, favoring only reincarnated devils or servants in noble households who only rise through recommendations.

Additionally, commoners lack proper education, while noble servants and reincarnated devils enjoy numerous educational advantages.

Moreover, to take the exams, commoners must plead with higher-ranked devils for recommendations, a daunting task.

While noble servants and reincarnated devils can rise within a few decades, commoners require thousands of years.

This inequality fosters resentment among commoners toward reincarnated devils who effortlessly attain higher status and easier lives," Kouske explains.

"But how could that be?!" Serafall asks in disbelief.

"You can ask Beelzebub if you want to make sure," replies Kouske.

"I will," says Serafall absentmindedly.

If this is true, then there might be bigger problems in the future. The commoners could rebel and incite a civil war before the reincarnated devils do.

It appears the Satans have been too focused on the reincarnated devils and politics, unwittingly neglecting the commoners, to whom they had responsibilities in the first place.

"Well, if you want to address this issue, you should consider finding new methods to combat corruption in the exam system.

However, other nobles will always wield influence in such matters, and changing the rules abruptly could provoke the devil council's intervention," says Kouske, prompting Serafall to ponder and nod.

"Yeah, those bastards would never agree!" says Serafall.

"True. But if you want my advice, I think you could start by recommending talented devils. Perhaps organize a tournament and recommend the best performers. This way, the nobles wouldn't be able to outright object as easily," suggests Kouske.

"Yeah, we could do that. But I'll have to talk to the others about this soon," says Serafall, contemplating his words.

Afterward, they spent a few more hours together before deciding to return to the mansion.

After that, Serafall inquired about all these from Ajuka and seemed to understand Kouske was right.

So she planned to make the plan about hosting the tournament and giving out recommendations a reality in the future to ensure justice for the commoner devils.


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Chapter 48: 92. Mecha Geek, Leon and Reversal!

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Chapter Text

Omniscient POV

A few days later, Serafall was leaving for work, accompanied by Sona and Tsubaki.

"Kou-chan, Onee-chan has to go. She has work to do," says Serafall with a sad and worried expression, thinking about her paperwork.

"Hmm. But did you at least get some rest?" asks Kouske.

"Yeah, I'm fine," Sera replies.

"That's good. Here, take this. Your farewell gift," says Kouske, handing Sera a beautifully wrapped box.

"What is this, Kou-chan?" asks Sera, becoming excited as she takes the gift.

"Like I said, it's a gift. But don't open it now. You should open it in your office," says Kouske, stopping her as she was already starting to unwrap it.

"Why?! I wanna see what's inside!" Sera pouts.

"Not now. Open it later. Then it will be more special," says Kouske, making her stop.

"If you say so," replies Sera.

After that exchange, Kouske could feel the gaze of Sona and Tsubaki. Honestly, he could feel the gaze of many others too. It was a relief that he had already bought gifts for everyone.

"Sona-chan, Tsubaki-chan, here are your gifts," says Kouske as he hands them over.

"It's not like I was asking for any, you know," says Sona, trying to keep her expression neutral, but the red tints in her earlobes showed her happiness.

"Ooh! Tsundere So-tan is just too cute!" says Sera as she hugs Sona.

"Nee-sama! Unhand me! I am not a child anymore," murmurs Sona, trying to escape Sera's hug, with a visible blush on her face.

"Thanks, Kouske-kun. I will treasure it," says Tsubaki with a smile.

"You're welcome," says Kouske.

After they left, Kouske slowly gave everyone their respective gifts, and they all went back to Earth.

Meanwhile, after returning, Sera was disheartened, looking at the pile of papers. She decided to open the gift from Kouske to cheer herself up. Inside, she found a gorgeous pink feather pen and a letter from Kouske.

[Sera,

You have been working way too much. Don't overwork yourself again. You are always welcome to my home whenever you are feeling tired and need a break.

This pen is not an ordinary pen. It's a magically engineered pen. If you put your aura and will into it and try to connect with it, it will link to your subconscious.

This pen will work like a second brain and can share its senses with you. It will handle all the paperwork as if you were doing it yourself and send all the information to your brain in real-time.

Don't worry, there's a mechanism to prevent it from overwhelming your brain. Try it. I'm sure you'll never have to do paperwork again in your life.

It's actually one of Akatsuki's recent projects. Consider it a special present from me.

Also, I can assure you it won't harm you or steal any information from your brain.

And nobody else but you can use the pen. So, have fun and take regular rests! Bye.

Love, Kouske]

After staring at the pen for a few minutes, Serafall finally decided to follow Kouske's advice, trusting him completely.

For a moment, it felt like her brain was split in two, but she found she could use both parts simultaneously without any problems.

She tested it out on a not-so-important paper. After the initial success, she tried it on some more difficult documents.

Seeing that the pen was doing exactly what she would have done and even sending real-time information to her brain, she jumped up in joy, yelling and giggling loudly like a maniac.

Watching her workload decrease while she sat comfortably in her chair, she couldn't contain her excitement.

"I am finally free from this curse! I will never have to touch these accursed things again! Goodbye paperwork, FOREVER! LOVE YOU, KOU-CHAAAN!" Sera yells in her room.

That day, the staff in her office could hear the strongest female devil in the Underworld singing, dancing, crying, giggling, and yelling incoherently with maniacal laughter.

It wasn't hard to see how scared the staff was, seeing her behave like this.

They knew about her quirky personality, but that day, they thought she might have gone insane and could blast the whole place at any moment in her blissful madness, noting the few sudden releases and spikes in her magical power.

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Half a month after Sera's departure, Kouske was informed about a new visitor. It was Lord Agares and his daughter, Seekvaira Agares.

They were already led inside. So, he teleported into his mansion and went straight to the meeting room. Upon entering, he saw the two of them seated.

Lord Agares appeared to be in his mid-twenties, with greenish-blonde hair and red eyes.

Seekvaira, who seemed to be around Sona's age, is a beautiful young woman with long, pale greenish-blonde hair like her father's, but with long slit pink eyes and glasses that give off an impression of being cold rather than cool.

She wore clothes that were very fitting for female nobles, with a flashy design and accessories bearing the Agares seal, giving off a posh vibe.

Instead of a dress, she opted for a miniskirt and high boots, which complemented her posh clothing.

Both of them had calm and serious expressions, making them seem hard to approach.

"Greetings, Archduke Agares and Heiress Agares," Kouske greeted them politely as he entered the room. They greeted him back briefly.

"So, I am honored. But is there any particular reason for this unexpected visit?" Kouske asked, puzzled by his presence.

It was entirely unexpected for someone of his stature to approach Kouske directly.

Lord Agares was one of the 72 Pillar clan leaders who formed the Anti-Satan Faction during the Devil Civil War.

He is renowned as a skilled diplomat, mediating political disagreements between the Great King Faction and the supporters of the Four Great Satans.

In fact, Kouske believes he is an even greater diplomat than Serafall. So, it's quite surprising that someone as busy as he would come here so suddenly.

"Not really. I just wanted to meet Kaito's son, is all," replied Lord Agares.

"Uh," was the only thing that left Kouske's mouth as he remembered Lord Agares had worked with his father for many years.

He was also the one who took care of the ringleaders behind Saki and Rin's kidnapping.

"Umm, thanks for your help taking care of Saki's kidnappers," Kouske said, genuinely thankful.

"You mean Ryuga's daughter? Don't bother. That was part of our contract," replied Lord Agares, dismissing the topic.

After that, they started talking about various things, mainly about Kouske's father and his company.

"You know, you look a lot like him. But your behavior is different. Kaito never liked dealing with the supernatural, but he didn't have many choices.

He was a great businessman who always kept his word. And I think you are also on the same path.

You at least have a talent for it, judging by how you managed to make a deal with the Gremorys and the state of your territories.

I wonder how you did it," said Lord Agares.

But as they talked more, Kouske could tell he was also trying to make him reveal various information and verify different details.

"Ha ha ha. Thank you for your compliment," Kouske replied without commenting on any of it. Hearing him, Lord Agares smiled.

"Are you busy by any chance for the next few days? No need to feel pressured. Just an honest answer would do," asked Lord Agares.

"Umm... No, I don't think so. Why?" asked Kouske, confused.

"Then let my daughter stay here for a while. She would do well to at least learn some things from you about managing a territory. You don't have to teach her anything; just letting her observe your work will be more than enough. She won't bother you if it's anything confidential," said Lord Agares, making even Seekvaira, who had been quiet the entire time, surprised.

And here she was, just a few moments ago, wondering why she had been brought here today.

"Umm... That's not a problem, I guess," replied Kouske, unsure of what else to say.

"Great. Then I will leave her here. Please take good care of her," said Lord Agares.

"I will," replied Kouske.

"Then I will take my leave, if you don't mind. I have some important things to attend to. And you should be careful of any devils who suddenly act so nice and all.

Devils are deceitful beings. Don't trust others too easily," advised Lord Agares as he left quickly, leaving Seekvaira surprised.

He was gone as suddenly as he came, not wasting any TIME at all!

'What was he even here for?' was the thought in both Kouske and Seekvaira's minds.

After he left, the atmosphere in the room became a bit awkward.

"Umm... Shall I make arrangements for your stay?" asked Kouske, unsurely.

"Uh. Yes, that would be kind of you," replied Seekvaira, adjusting her glasses as they flashed and contemplating her father's reasons for leaving her here.

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For the last week or so, Kouske had been showing Seekvaira around the territory. She would follow him wherever he went.

At least she had relaxed a bit around him since then. She also met some of the girls. Kouske had discovered many things about her.

In one sentence, she was a better and far more flexible version of Sona, though she still had issues with her short temper and sharp tongue.

Looks wise, she was the strict, sexy glasses secretary type of girl! But unfortunately, as a heiress, she cannot be someone else's secretary!

She seemed very serious, even colder than Sona, but at least she could break free from the shackles of rules and had a sense of humor.

He also remembered her being a strategic prodigy who could go toe-to-toe against Sona in rating games.

He remembers, that Issei once described her as giving off a sense of coldness rather than calmness and having a stricter aura compared to Sona, which was scary, as she once publicly threatened to kill Zephyrdor Glasya-Labolas for being disrespectful to her in the original story.

He thinks her father was worried that his daughter's mental fortitude might be crushed under the pressure of assuming the role of Archduke, so he taught her to relax by watching mecha anime, turning her into a giant mecha geek.

She even started doing Dumgam reviews on DeviTube secretly. Kouske has been saving her videos. Who knows when they might come in handy if someday he needed to black *ahem* ask for favors from her.

And yeah, Dumgam was the watered-down version of Gundam, just like Drag-so-ball in this world.

Kouske and Seekvaira at least got a bit closer, with Kouske being overly friendly and calling her Seek-chan. At first, she did get angry, but after a while, she had to relent. Kouske had fun teasing her.

She actually let him call her by her first name as they became friends. She stayed for a little more than a week and then went back home, with the promise of meeting again.

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Kouske's POV

Today, I got a call from James. He seems to have found Leonardo. Having a professional do the job really makes things easier. He did this earlier than I thought!

Right now, I'm at the orphanage where Leonardo is supposed to live. As I entered the place, I was stopped by someone.

"Excuse me. Who are you? Why are you just entering like that?" asked a young woman.

"You are?" I asked.

"I am the caretaker here. But who are you, mister?" asked the caretaker, looking at me suspiciously.

"I am Akatsuki. I saw the orphanage and just wanted to see if I could help in any way," I replied, making her calm down a bit.

"This is just a small orphanage without much support. So if you really want to help, we would greatly appreciate it," said the caretaker, smiling even though a bit skeptical about whether the youngster could really help.

But she couldn't help thinking there were always rich kids, and I looked like a foreigner from a good background.

"I would love to," I replied with a smile, making her blush a bit.

"U-umm. So, would you like to talk this over with a cup of tea?" she asked, meekly.

"Sure," I replied.

After that, we talked mostly about the orphanage. It seems one of the local businessmen helped build this place and has been supporting it ever since.

But he passed away two years ago, and let's just say his family wasn't so fond of his charity. They weren't heartless enough to ask for the place to be demolished nor did they demand the property back, but they made it clear that they wouldn't be helping any longer.

So, it's been quite tough on the children for the last two years. This orphanage is in the countryside with not many people around, so they are not receiving much help.

I guess if things had continued as they were, this orphanage would have eventually shut down in the future, and Leonardo would have ended up in an orphanage under the Hero Faction.

They would have found out about his Sacred Gear under the guise of doctors checking everyone. I think at first, they didn't know it was a Longinus and tried extracting it, which caused Leonardo to suffer and become how he is in the future.

We talked for a bit, and I decided to arrange for this orphanage to move to a better place with easier access to better facilities, and I will keep sponsoring the place.

What is the meaning of having so much wealth if I do not use it at the right time for the right cause? It's not like I am lacking in money. I asked the caretaker if I could look around the place, and she obliged.

As I looked over the place, it was pretty small and old. But behind it, there was a big playground which also belonged to that businessman.

But it seems the children won't be able to freely play in that place as the family of that businessman will be constructing houses on the plot.

Can't really blame them as it's their property to begin with. But it's a shame.

As I looked at the huge playground, I could see a short, dark-skinned young boy with gray-blue hair and purple eyes playing football happily alongside the other children.

He was young, around only seven years old I think. He was Leonardo from the information I got from James. He looks so innocent and happy now, totally in contrast to his canon self.

I also used Observe on him to make sure, and he really does have the Annihilation Maker, unawakened. I watched them play for a bit and then joined in myself, playing with them for a while.

After some time, we all lay down on the grass, tired, looking at the sky.

"I will get you all some water and some fruits. But you will have to clean yourselves before eating," said the caretaker, smiling at the children.

"Ok, miss!" everyone replied in unison.

"Mr. Akatsuki, you should clean yourself too. You made all your clothes dirty. I get that you wanted to join in the fun with the children, but please be aware of your appearance. There's mud and dirt on your face. You aren't a child anymore," said the caretaker in a slightly sharp tone, sighing at my antics.

I looked at the children, and as if we were all in sync, we all yelled at the same time, "OK, Miss!" making the caretaker sigh and leave, embarrassed, to bring the things for everyone.

Well, I should be the one feeling embarrassed. But sometimes I think it's not bad playing along with children like this, and it's one of the reasons the kids at Akatsuki are fond of me.

"Hey, big bro! You are not from here, are you? You look like a foreigner!" asks one of the children, excitedly.

"Yeah, yeah. How is foreign? Is it different from here?"

"I heard people eat differently there. They don't eat humans, do they?" asks one, a bit scared.

"How far is it? Can I go there on the bus?"

"Do you have a girlfriend?"

"Is foreign a country? What's everyone talking about?" asks another child.

"Tell us!" yells everyone at once.

Hearing all this made Kouske laugh and smile. These are all children without much knowledge. They are naturally interested in the outside world.

Kouske spent some time talking with them until the caretaker came and made everyone wash themselves up. She even made Kouske clean himself. She somehow gave him the impression of an adult Asia.

"What do you wanna be when you grow up?" I asked Leonardo.

"Painter!" he replied after thinking for a moment, surprised by the sudden question.

After that, I spent some time with the children, mainly Leonardo, trying to understand him, what he really wants, and how his mind works.

To be honest, every time Akatsuki finds any sacred gear holders, the members always do a thorough investigation about the wielder and determine if it's safe to leave the sacred gear with them, as well as account for their wishes if they just want to lead a normal life.

I was also doing the same. I found out that Leonardo would rather lead a normal life being a painter, giving shape to all his imagination in a quiet place.

There was also the factor that the sacred gear Leonardo had was a world-destroying High-tier Longinus, one of the four strongest ones at that.

So I extracted Leonardo's Annihilation Maker, made arrangements for the orphanage to be moved to a better place, and admitted Leonardo to an Arts School, even trying to fulfill the dreams of the other children as far as I could.

I thought for a while about whom to give this to, and after some consideration, I decided it would be better to give it to Tarte, as emotions have a great impact on sacred gears, especially a Longinus.

So I gave it to Tarte and made a taming contract with her to obtain the God-Killing skill 'Annihilation Maker' from her.

I also gave Momo a sacred gear named Reversal. I had been planning to give her one since a while ago. So I decided to go through with it this time.

Reversal is something Armaros, Sahariel, and I have been working on for a while now. It's still not a complete sacred gear, as it's only just a skill etched onto an object, serving as the sacred gear.

There's still a lot of room for growth, but unfortunately, it doesn't grow stronger based on strong emotions. We're still not there yet. Maybe in a few more years, we can improve it.

I asked the others and gave it to Momo to gather practical information on it.

The Sacred Gear is called Reversal. It reverses the effects of magic attacks and even negates them to a certain extent.

For example, Momo could make Asia's healing turn into a deathly aura. Well, Asia can already do this herself for now, but it will also make Asia stronger if she practices with Momo.

At first, it was only Armaros's research; he was researching anti-magic. I knew about it from Canon and asked if I could help out.

Surprisingly, he accepted. He is one weird fellow, I tell you. He is what you would call a chuunibyou.

He is fascinated with villains from Japanese tokusatsu hero programs. Despite being a Grigori Cadre, he acts like this.

He wears armor, a helm, an eye-patch (even though his eyes are fine), and a cape, wielding a shield in his left hand and an axe in his right. He uses light-based attacks and can imbue anti-magic properties to his axe and shield.

Both his helm and shield have a motif of an eagle or a hawk. As a Fallen Angel Cadre, he possesses 10 black wings. This bastard was kicked out of heaven for having sex with a human.

The first time we met was also weird. He challenged me to a fight to 'protect' Grigori, as he declared I was a villain trying to destroy Grigori.

If Azazel hadn't told me about his unique personality beforehand, I would have thought it was serious, coming from one of the Cadres.

The other one involved in the research was Sahariel, one of the Cadres in the position of The Researcher of the Moon within Grigori.

He wears thick glasses and lab coats. He is not a bad guy, but still a bit weird. I cannot just forget that he was romantically interested in Gasper, mistaking him as a girl, in the original story.

So, every time he comes in front of me, it somehow makes me remember that, and I just cannot contain my laughter fully.

So let's just say he would rather not be around me. But I don't really bully the poor guy too much.


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Chapter 49: 93. Witch of Dun Scaith, Scathach!

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Kouske's POV

I am planning to go to the Land of Shadows. I currently only have the power of a peak Ultimate Class (C+) being, with many higher-ranked skills.

My whole skill set and power are unbalanced. After ascending to Ultimate Class prowess, my progress seems to have slowed down significantly as it's a broad class.

The power difference between the High Class and the Ultimate Class is like that of an ant and an elephant, while the power difference between the Ultimate Class and Satan Class is that of an ant and the sky. So it's probably going to take some time before I get there.

Well, I might be able to do this faster if I just utilized every single moment of the day and just focused on training, but I do not want to just lose all purpose in my life and spend every ounce of my being just training until I die.

I would rather enjoy my second chance at life while training, to not lose anything important to me.

I am currently saving to buy conceptual powers like Death, Life, Infinity, etc., which cost at least in the millions and there are also a lot of expenses for Akatsuki members that I have to buy from the Shop as not everything can be found in the DxD world.

So instead of buying more skills, I would rather hone all my skills first to not just become a jack of all trades, master of none.

I also need physical and martial arts training. And who would be better than Scathach, Dun Scaith, the Queen of the Land of Shadows?

If I am going to spend my time training under someone, I would rather it be someone sexy like her.

[That's your main goal, isn't it? Pervert!]

I suddenly heard Clarice complain about it. Let's just ignore her, though she's half right. I do want to train under an expert like her.

"So, what should I do?" I asked Clarice. But I didn't receive any answer for a while.

"Oi!" I yelled in my mind.

After a few more odd minutes, she chose to talk.

[What? Did you not say you would rather just ignore me? Please do so, by all means!] she replied sassily.

"I won't apologize, if that's what you want, you know," I said.

[Hmph! I didn't ask for any.] she replied.

"So, what do I need to do to go to the Land of the Shadows?" I asked but again got no answers.

"...."

"Oi!"

"..."

After a couple more minutes of not getting any answers, I relented. I would rather be the bigger person than waste more time like this.

"Sorry, okay? Now answer me!" I said.

[See, that's not hard to say, although it's a bit insincere. I will allow it!] said Clarice haughtily.

"And you said you didn't ask for an apology," I said.

[I didn't ask for any. It's something you did on your own!] she shamelessly replied.

"...."

*sigh*

"So, how do I travel there?" I asked. Frankly, it's been years since I last checked that function, and this will be my first time using it. I am a bit excited about it!

[You don't have to do much. You want to go to the Land of Shadows, right? Pay up the 2000 points and you will be transported there.

If you want to forge a false identity, it will also be charged based on the significance of the identity,] replied Clarice.

"How would the time work in both worlds?" I asked.

[When you go to other worlds, this world's time will stop. And when you come back to this world, those other worlds' time will stop.

You can also choose to accelerate or decelerate the time dilation in the other worlds when you are not in them, but it will cost you more points,] said Clarice.

I didn't need to forge an identity right now, as the Land of Shadows is a different world, separated from the main world.

So no need to worry about Alya or Gaia's intervention there. However, I will need to forge an identity when I visit one of the timelines in the Nasuverse.

After initiating the process, I was instantly teleported to a vast desert plain. There was no time lag or anything at all.

At first sight, the whole place looked empty. But on another, I could feel the numerous spirits roaming around.

Even just the ones around me ranged from Middle to Satan class in power. They seemed to want to surround me.

Normal attacks probably wouldn't work on them, but I had the perfect counter. My flames could destroy souls, which is what they are, at most.

I charged a large ball of my flames and sent it up into the air. Flaming arrows shot out from the ball, striking down every one of the closest spirits, effectively killing them after a deafening scream.

I would rather not fight a prolonged battle with the stronger ones, so I decided to move and change my pace. But there was nothing but sand, all over the place, as far as the eyes could see.

"Move to your right," I heard a voice in my head.

It wasn't Vritra or Clarice, but I could already guess whose voice it was. So I moved as per the instructions and soon found myself in front of a large palace. The palace was the only structure standing in this empty desert plane.

"Enter," I heard her voice again as the large doors opened up.

As I entered, the doors behind me closed by themselves. I helped myself in, finding a large hall. Following it, I found another door leading to a throne room.

The whole palace was luxuriously decorated, but it somehow still felt somewhat superficial and lonely. As I opened the door to the throne room, I saw her, all in her glory.

She had long purple hair and red eyes, and wore a full-body outfit that highlighted her curvaceous figure, complemented by metallic shoulder pads.

She was sitting on the throne with a bland look, her legs crossed on top of each other. She was Scathach, Queen of the Land of Shadows, the witch of Dun Scaith, the mentor of heroes!

"Who are you? And how did you get here?" she asked with a curious but commanding gaze, looking at me. It was as if she could see through my very soul.

"Don't even dare think about lying," she added, her expression turning serious just as I was about to respond.

"I am Kouske Miyamura. I have a unique ability that lets me jump through various worlds," I said.

"You don't seem to be lying. But various worlds, huh? So, are you from another timeline?" she asked.

"Umm... I don't think so. It's a world separate from Alya or Gaia's influence, where the age of Gods hasn't ended yet," I replied, which probably got her attention. She stepped down from her throne, slowly walking towards me.

"A world without Alya or Gaia's influence, where the age of Gods hasn't ended yet, huh? Interesting. But are you sure? No... It seems you wholeheartedly believe it. So it's futile to ask you," she mumbled to herself, shaking her head.

Then her eyes turned sharp as she looked into my eyes, and before I could even react, she was holding a spear—a Gaebolg replica, more commonly known as Gaebolg Alternative—pointing it at me. I couldn't see it coming, but I kept my calm.

"Now for the real question. Why are you here?" she asked in a serious tone.

"Queen of the Land of Shadows, Scathach, please accept me as your disciple. And one day, I will make sure to make your wish come true," I said with determination in my eyes as I stepped closer to her.

Her spear grazed my neck, drawing blood, but I didn't stop. She seemed to notice how it instantly healed, and that made her curious.

Now that I think about it, it was a red flag. Seeing the spark in her eyes when she saw my healing, it was as if she found the perfect specimen.

Well, that resolve was only strengthened after our fight, as she found something she could kill as many times as she wanted without the person dying.

"Oho? Are you so confident in yourself? Let me test you, to see if you are not just bark and no bite," she said with a feral grin as she kicked me in the abdomen, flinging me backward.

Before my body could hit the palace walls, I suddenly found myself outside the palace, back in the desert. The kick was powerful enough to knock the air out of my lungs, making me vomit blood.

Blood could be seen on my lips, but whatever internal or external damage it caused was instantly healed. So, I quickly stopped myself mid-air and brought out Arondight to fight her.

As I was looking for her, my senses were alarmed as I barely dodged a spear thrust from behind, aimed just below my heart. It seemed she wasn't cruel enough to outright kill me. That wouldn't even be a challenge for someone like her.

"Oh? You dodged. Then dodge this too," she said as a flurry of spears were aimed at me.

I quickly conjured numerous shields using my bloodline ability, on top of my barrier, but they couldn't withstand her attacks. They all shattered upon contact. I hastily teleported away from her onslaught.

Then I created multiple doppelgangers of myself, some of which were mere illusions to distract her. Each doppelganger wielded different weapons imbued with various attributes like poison, paralysis, sleep, stagnation, sharpness, durability, etc.

As I made preparations, she just stood there, giving me some time. Normally, she never underestimates her opponents, but maybe she just wanted to see what I could do.

I used my Marionette Mastery to create strings that momentarily stopped her movements and then cast Petrification to freeze her.

Then, as my body doubles and I, used Flash Step and Cloud Steps consecutively, our movements became unpredictable.

Then I made all the body doubles attack her in different patterns with different weapons. One of my doppelgangers used Arondight and Holy-Demonic Light to attack her.

However, her barrier was so strong that nothing worked. Seeing all the attacks, she seemed happy. With a feral grin, she easily broke out of her confinement.

Before I could perceive anything, every single doppelganger, including me, who had already teleported far away from the battle, had a spear lodged in the stomach. The attacks kept coming, and I had multiple holes opened in my body.

Seeing how fast my wounds were closing and completely healing made her attacks much fiercer and more unpredictable.

At one point, I could no longer deflect any of her attacks. The doppelgangers were also out of commission. I kept creating new weapons, trying to attack her.

At some point, I used Telos Karma to try to mess with her luck. Even though she was a lot stronger than me and I didn't have enough mastery over Telos Karma, I tried my very best to make her make a mistake.

Soon, one of my deflected weapons coincidentally ricocheted off another, narrowly missing her and surprising her momentarily.

She quickly used her barrier. At that moment, I used the full force of my Gravity Manipulation to pull her to the ground.

As she started descending, plants began growing from the ground and restricting her movements. But she effortlessly cut through everything, barely slowed down.

In a desperate move, I then summoned a swarm of acidic bugs from my Beelzebub clan ability to surround her and disrupt her vision.

As she attacked the flies to get rid of them, they all started exploding one by one, bursting corrosive liquid everywhere.

While she was defending against them, I used Time Manipulation to capture her in the ashen gold time orb.

Thinking I had won, I approached her with an astonished but victorious gaze. However, she quickly broke the orb and, before I could react, held me by my neck, smiling.

"You have so many interesting abilities. But your mastery over them is still not enough. Even your swordsmanship is crude and showy at best," she said, still holding me firmly.

"And you seem to have a special body. You do have some potential... Very well. I will teach you. But try not to die," she added, smiling mischievously, before I was thrown into literal hell.

Sometimes I wonder, did I make a mistake by coming here? Was I wrong to just follow my lower half, instead of my brain?

But at least she agreed to train me, and for the next few years, she will be teaching me everything from the very basics, especially rune magic, spear mastery, and Nasuverse magics. I doubt I'll ever forget the countless times I'll be killed in training.

No wonder Cu Chulainn, in his own words, was always so afraid of undergoing the insane training from the crazy old hag, with pretty faces.

I must admit, he was right, although he rightfully deserved to be stabbed to death by her, for calling her a hag, as depicted in canon.

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During this time, I also visited some other worlds like Danmachi, Black Clover, Campione, Jujutsu Kaisen, My Hero Academia etc.

I had used extra points to buy better identities. It took some time to get used to my new identities and acquired memories.

But the wildest thing was that I got some crazy abilities just from belonging to some worlds.

In Jujutsu Kaisen, I even got two Cursed Techniques: Essence of Contract (A) and Imagine Breaker. Both were insane, but what was more insane was that Imagine Breaker didn't have any ratings at all, just like my Taming and Summoning skills.

Surprisingly, I could also use those skills from Jujutsu Kaisen without cursed energy, relying only on mana too.

I think there's something about heavenly restriction and equilibrium in Jujutsu Kaisen. I just hope, that world doesn't get destroyed because of it.

From My Hero Academia, I got the quirk, Alteration (B+). In Black Clover, I obtained Mirror Eye (A), which is quite similar to Wizard King Conrad's Key Magic. Being his nephew and a royal has its own perks.

However, one thing that upset me the most was what happened in Danmachi.

I arrived during the Dark Ages of Orario, when Evilus was active and Alfia, Zald, and the Astraea Familia were still alive.

I did manage to change a few things and even saved some, but I still felt revolted by my identity as an escaped captive from goddess (bitch) Kali's nation, a rare dragonoid from an extinct species.

I even had her Falna on my body when I woke up in Orario. It was just disgusting.

I got rid of it through the system. I could have just integrated it into my own Falna skill and gained a sample of divinity, but I refrained from doing so as it would make my connection to Kali even stronger and eternal.

I would rather do that with the goddess of a familia that I choose to enter myself, and not one I was forced into.

However, I will certainly be destroying the Amazoness country in the future.

For now, the time in that world will flow normally instead of being stopped when I am in the original world.

I might only visit them from time to time. But I am still using my doppelgangers to live in some worlds.


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I chose the shortest way to handle the world travels, implying his visits without expanding too much right now.

Details about his identities in those worlds and the changes he brought, like in Danmachi, will be slowly revealed when the MC revisits those worlds. (Recently, I decided to do those flashback chapters of Danmachi, detailing those events before canon.)

Perhaps through flashbacks from the heroines' perspectives. Next, I will show a bit of Eminence in Shadow and Mobuseka.

What format should I use for inner thoughts? Some writers use italics to show that a dialogue is an inner thought of a character, while others use single quotation marks (' '). Which one should I go with? And what should I use when more than one character is thinking the same thing? I'm really confused about this...]

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Chapter 50: 72 Demon Clans.

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Suggest some clan traits for these. Also, suggest names for the traits (even for the ones already named). I've suggested more than one name for some, so let me know your input. I have a terrible naming sense! So help me out. The most important and needed ones are the first 7 clan traits. This has nothing to do with High School DxD. This is for my own original novel that I will write in the future. So I will appreciate it a lot if you guys could help me out with the remaining clan traits. 

 

1. Lucifer: Clan Trait- Demonic Starlight

 

2. Asmodeus: Clan Trait- Sinful Delight of the Sovereign of Temptation. 

 

Members can dominate others' wills, making them yield to overwhelming desires or fears. This power lets them control crowds, turn allies against each other, and access the abilities of those controlled. It can be enforced through a special contract. The user can absorb and harness the power of others' desires and vices. Asmodeus members can drive individuals into excessive lust or wrath, leading to their downfall and creating chaos by manipulating emotions into self-destruction. The longer they fight, the stronger they get. 

 

Ability Names: Crimson Allure, Lustrous Dominion, Charm's Embrace, Beguiler's Whisper, Bloodborne Fury, Wrathful Fury, Rage of Asmodeus, Crimson Berserker. 

 

3. Beelzebub: Clan Trait- Gluttonous Lord of Pestilence and Death

 

This ability allows members to unleash a devastating wave of acid, diseases, and toxins that can rapidly spread across vast areas. They can summon hordes of demonic insects or creatures to carry these afflictions, causing chaos and panic among enemies while empowering themselves with increased strength and regeneration from the destruction they create. Members can also grant or revoke death, though doing so requires an extreme amount of mana. 

 

Ability Name: Swarm Sovereignty, Beelzebub's Legion, Insectoid Dominion, Hive Mastery. 

 

4. Leviathan: Clan Trait- Leviathan's Wrath/Serpent of the Deep Blue Sea/Sovereign of the Sea 

 

5. Asmophel: Clan Trait- Abyss Severance (An ability to cut through anything).

 

6. Andromalius: Clan Trait- Silent Water/Phantom Veil

 

This ability allows the user to bend light, water, and sound, rendering them invisible and silent. In an ethereal, watery state, they can phase through solid objects, becoming immune to physical attacks and most forms of magical detection.

 

7. Zagan: Clan Trait- Creator's Touch/Life (Power of Creation)

 

8. Mephistopheles: Clan Trait- Whispers of Malicious Pact (similar to Essence of Contract)

 

9. Dantalion: Clan Trait- Power of Time Manipulation. 

 

The ability to manipulate time itself, from slowing down or accelerating time around them to briefly halting it.

 

Names of some abilities: Chrono Reign, Temporal Command, Abyssal Clock, Eclipse of Time. 

 

10. Astaroth: Clan Trait- Accelerated Memory Partition/Mind Partition/Thought Matrix 

 

This ability allows the user to partition their thoughts, creating multiple independent thought processes that enhance cognitive functions and accelerate brain activity. Each partition serves as its own cognitive space, enabling simultaneous processing of thoughts. This skill significantly boosts mental agility, allowing the user to tackle complex tasks, strategize, and adapt quickly in various situations. It is particularly useful for learning and casting complex magic.

 

To calculate the total number of independent thoughts, the user raises the base 4 to the power of the number of partitions. For example, if there are 4 partitions, the total number of thoughts would be , resulting in 256 different thought segments. With this ability, the user can manage numerous ideas and strategies at once, greatly improving efficiency and decision-making. 

 

11. Paimon: Clan Trait- Lord of Lightning Destruction

 

Able to generate red lightning of destruction. Masters of lightning, able to generate and control bolts of electricity with deadly precision. Their speed increases when using their lightning powers.

 

12. Baal: Clan Trait- Power of Destruction 

 

13. Agares: Clan Trait- Gaia's Embrace/Terrain Domination/Terrain Dominion

 

Control over the earth and gravity. They can manipulate gravity fields, making objects heavier or lighter, or controlling the ground itself.

 

14. Vassago: Clan Trait- Demon's Mark 

 

An ability that grants enhanced physical capabilities (strength, speed, agility, endurance, mana etc) based on the emotional state of the user, increasing with extreme emotions likes anger or desperation. A demonic mark appears on the face during its usage. 

 

15. Amon: Clan Trait- Hell Fire

 

16. Barbatos: Clan Trait- Limits of Flesh 

 

This power allows the user to transmute the flesh of enemies, weakening their bodies by altering them into less functional or decaying forms, eventually leading to their destruction. With enough mastery, the user can manipulate flesh further, performing acts like flesh crafting, inducing necrosis, corpse explosion, or reshaping the body to suit their will, etc.

 

17. Sitri: Clan Trait- Aquaminium

 

Control over water, with the additional ability to heal using water-based magic. Their powers are strongest when near large bodies of water.

 

Some Ability Names: Tidal Serenity, Aquatic Resurgence, Waters of Rejuvenation, Healing Tide. 

 

18. Beleth: Clan Trait- Wind of Death 

 

This clan trait grants the user the ability to manipulate winds that carry a chilling aura, instilling fear and death in those caught within its path. The winds can sap the life force of enemies, weakening them and causing paralysis or even death. Users can also create barriers of deathly winds that protect allies or obscure visibility in battle.

 

19. Zepar

 

20. Botis: Clan Trait- Sword of Betrayal

 

Botis wields the Sword of Betrayal, a dark weapon that embodies treachery. It can be a sword or any other weapon depending on the person. With it, he can induce feelings of betrayal, causing alliances to crumble and loyal allies to turn against one another. Those struck by the sword become susceptible to corruption, joining Botis's cause.

 

While the sword is both a weapon and a conduit for his influence, it has limits; the number of affected individuals is restricted, and Botis requires sufficient mana to activate its powers, making this need a critical weakness.

 

21. Gremory: Clan Trait- My Luck

 

This passive ability allows the user to experience extraordinary luck, resulting in favorable outcomes and good fortune without any effort on their part. As a result, many positive events occur around them, making them appear quite lazy while still achieving success. They become susceptible to laziness. This ability also extends to those nearby, enhancing the luck of their allies and ensuring that good things happen for everyone in their vicinity.

 

22. Purson: Clan Trait- Oracle 

 

This ability allows the user to perform divinations, gaining insight into future events or hidden knowledge. They can locate any object, person, or place, regardless of distance. However, most individuals cannot use this ability at will; instead, they typically receive prophecies unexpectedly when the need arises. 

 

23. Amy: Clan Trait- Iron Ward (Barrier Magic and Iron Manipulation)

 

24. Bune: Clan Trait- Necrotic Wealth

 

Members can pollute gold and riches with a dark aura and control them. They can transform into a powerful hybrid with the upper body of a dragon and the lower body of a griffin, gaining immense strength, flight, and the ability to breathe necrotic flames that decay anything they touch. They also summon and control spirits of the dead, growing stronger in the presence of death and decay.

 

Abilities:

 

(i). Necrotic Form: Transform into a dragon-griffin hybrid with enhanced strength and flight.

 

 

(ii). Decay Breath: Exhale necrotic flames that wither and decay all they touch.

 

 

(iii). Spirit Summon: Command the souls of the dead to fight or serve.

 

 

(iv). Death Empowerment: Absorb life energy from death to heal and strengthen.

 

25. Glasya-Labolas

 

26. Ronove: Clan Trait- Familiar Link 

 

Enhances the user's abilities based on the familiar's nature (e.g., increased speed, enhanced magic).

 

27. Forneus

28. Gaap

 

29. Furfur: Clan Trait- Tempest Fury/ Tempest Heist/Storm Herald

 

Furfur possesses the power of Tempest manipulation, allowing him to control and summon storms, including lightning, wind, and rain. He can create powerful gusts of wind that disrupt enemy movements or unleash devastating lightning strikes to incapacitate foes. Additionally, Furfur can manipulate atmospheric pressure to generate thick fog or create barriers of wind. His mastery over storms also grants him the ability to enhance the destructive capabilities of others. 

 

30. Marchosias

 

31. Phenex: Clan Trait- Immortal Ember/Phoenix's Requiem/Phoenix Rebirth/Fire Rebirth

 

The ability to control and manipulate wind and fire, combined with near-immortality through regeneration. They can recover from fatal wounds and even regrow limbs.

 

32. Halphas: Clan Trait- Crimson Marionette

 

This ability enables the user to control puppets infused with dark energy. The crimson strings used for manipulation can be sharp and capable of cutting or ensnaring enemies. The Crimson Marionette can create illusions and instill fear in opponents, making them hesitant to act. Users can enhance their puppets with shadowy powers, allowing them to attack and defend simultaneously while remaining under the user's command. 

 

33. Malphas: Clan Trait- Living Hearth

 

This clan trait allows the user to create golems from the very essence of the hearth, imbuing them with artificial intelligence and purpose. The user can construct buildings and transform entire structures into powerful golems, granting them the ability to protect and defend their territory. These constructions possess unique properties, enhancing their utility in various situations, with the ability to change internal room layouts at will. The user can perform these transformations instantly, relying solely on their mana usage. The golems created through this trait are resilient, capable of withstanding attacks, and can serve multiple functions based on the user's intent, making them versatile allies in both defense and offense.

 

34. Vepar: Clan Trait- Flowing Water Reversal 

 

The user can control water and thrive in aquatic environments. By manipulating water, they can redirect any attack or energy aimed at them, sending it back with increased force. They can also absorb energy from surrounding water sources to enhance their magical reserves or empower their attacks. Additionally, their tears have healing properties.

 

35. Sabnock: Clan Trait - Weapon Blacksmith/Weapon Make/Magical Blacksmith/Magic Blacksmith 

 

The user can forge any weapon using magic, provided they have enough magical energy and materials at hand. The materials transform into weapons, and the complexity and power of the weapon depend on the user's magical ability, creativity, and the quality of the materials used.

 

36. Crocell: Clan Trait- Frost Veil 

 

The user can lower the temperature of surrounding water particles, including moisture in the air, to create ice for both offensive and defensive purposes. This ability allows them to freeze opponents in place, form ice barriers, or craft weapons made of solid ice. The user can also manipulate the temperature to create an icy mist, reducing visibility and making it harder for enemies to detect their movements.

 

37. Furcus

 

38. Balam: Clan Trait- Binding Oath 

 

Restrains an opponent with magical chains, preventing them from moving or using abilities until the oath's terms are fulfilled. The oaths can be as simple as verbal agreements. 

 

39. Alocer

40. Caim

 

41. Murmur: Clan Trait- Damage Reversal 

 

This trait allows members to reverse damage back to the source with increased power as long as their mana persists.  

 

42. Orobas: Clan Trait- Whispers of the Dread 

 

This ability allows the user to instill rage, anxiety, and nightmares in the minds of others with just a few words. It can drive individuals to the brink of insanity and induce vivid hallucinations, overwhelming them with fear and confusion.

 

43. Oriax

44. Vapula

 

45. Valac: 

 

46. Andras: Clan Trait- Master Alchemist

 

Description: This ability allows members of the clan to manipulate and transmute matter through alchemical principles. By using magical energy, they can transform one substance into another, whether it be metal into gold, stone into living flesh, or poison into healing elixirs. They can also alter the properties of objects, such as making metal as light as air or turning liquids into solid states.

 

Sub-abilities:

 

(i). Elemental Shift: Allows the user to transmute elements, such as turning lead into gold or water into fire, by manipulating the inherent properties of the material.

 

 

(ii). Living Alchemy: Grants the ability to transmute living creatures, healing injuries, altering physical traits, or even merging beings with other materials (e.g., creating armor fused with the body).

 

 

(iii). Blessing of Alchemy: Enhances the potency and success rate of potion-making and enchantment processes, allowing for the creation of powerful elixirs and magical objects.

 

 

(iv). Transmutation: The user can temporarily convert their own body or others into a different material (e.g., becoming stone, metal, or shadow) to adapt to various situations in battle.

 

Drawbacks:

 

Complexity and Cost: The more complex the transmutation, the more magical energy and concentration it requires. Failed attempts can result in unintended consequences, such as creating unstable or cursed objects.

 

Material Limitations: Some rare or highly magical materials may resist transmutation, requiring specific alchemical rituals or ingredients to overcome.

 

47. Flauros

48. Andrealphus

 

49. Belial: Clan Trait- Adaptive Mimicry 

 

This ability allows the user to copy the skills or magical abilities of others for a limited time, enabling them to utilize those powers in combat or other situations. To do this, the user must fully understand the abilities they wish to mimic. Additionally, if the user has a connection or affinity with a creature, they can take on animal characteristics after fully understanding their powers, such as heightened senses or agility. Stronger connections and favorable relationships make this process easier. 

 

50. Decarabia: Clan Trait- True Aim/Absolute Strike 

 

This ability allows the user to create a temporary fiery bow, capable of being notched with arrows of their choice, including those generated from the same magical energy. Once released, the arrow bypasses all barriers and cannot be stopped until it hits the target. No matter what obstacles are in its way, the arrow will continue its path until it reaches its mark. As long as the arrow contains energy, it will persist and strike with unerring accuracy.

 

51. Shax: Clan Trait- Drain Drain 

 

Allows the user to steal one or more of the target's senses, rendering them blind, deaf, or unable to taste, smell, or feel. The stolen sense manifests as a shadow or darkened version of the corresponding organ on the user. With mastery, the user can also siphon physical, magical, and other vital energies from the target, weakening them over time. The user can even drain life forces and resources from the land, leading to environmental destruction, making this power a force of slow but total devastation. 

 

52. Amaymon: Clan Trait- Elemental Fusion 

 

The ability to merge elemental powers (like fire and ice) to create unique and powerful effects, such as steam explosions or crystalized fire.

 

53. Oswell

 

54. Bael: Clan Trait- Blood Magic 

 

55. Mammon: Clan Trait- King of Heavenly Delusions 

 

This power enables the user to unleash their maximum strength without any restraints for the duration that their magical energy lasts, drawing upon their full potential as long as the magic is sustained. During this time, their abilities are at peak performance, fueled by their self-belief. However, this power is a double-edged sword; if the user loses faith in themselves or falters in confidence, their strength may diminish, leaving them vulnerable.

 

56. Naberius: Clan Trait- Cerbere

 

This ability allows the user to transform into a three-headed hound resembling Cerberus. In this form, the user gains enhanced strength, speed, and resilience. Each head can harness a different elemental power, enabling varied attacks like fire, ice, or poison breath. This transformation enhances the user's combat strategy with multi-target attacks and heightened senses. 

 

57. Valefar

58. Marbas

59. Rimmon

60. Morax

61. Gamigin

 

62. Seere: Clan Trait- Seer of Catastrophes

 

Seere has the ability to foresee and manipulate future calamities. They can direct disasters toward their enemies, predicting their enemies destruction before it occurs. But it costs a lot of mana and burdens the body. 

 

63. Gusion

64. Amduscias

65. Ose

66. Bifrons

67. Haagenti

68. Foras

 

69. Asmoday: Clan Trait- Monster Lover

 

He can tame monsters and has the body of a humanoid bird. This ability can also extend to animals. 

 

70. Beleth: Clan Trait- Molten Matter

 

The user can control molten metals in their liquid state, shaping and directing the flowing metal at will. They can use it offensively, creating streams, waves, or projectiles of molten metal to overwhelm opponents. The metal remains molten, allowing for versatile and destructive attacks, but it cannot be solidified.

 

71. Eligos: Clan Trait- Fluid Shift

 

This trait grants the user a slime-like body, allowing them to manipulate their form at will. They can change size, shape, and density, giving them high versatility in combat and movement. The body emits a disgusting odor that can be controlled or suppressed when needed. Additionally, they can manipulate acidic or corrosive substances, using them for offensive or defensive purposes. Beyond this, they can absorb and use other liquids to enhance their bodily functions, such as increasing speed, strength, or granting elemental abilities like freezing, burning, or dissolving opponents. This trait makes the user highly adaptable and difficult to damage.

 

72. Buer: Clan Trait- Venomous Tide

 

Control over poison and acidic substances. They can secrete or manipulate toxins, causing deadly effects on their enemies. But they can also use toxins to make medicines.

 

Ability Name: Corrosive Wrath, Endless Venom, Acid Requiem, Venom Strike, Toxic Grasp, Poison Mist, Fumes of Despair, Corrosive Downpour, Acid Storm, Toxin Fortitude, Venomous Vitality, Toxic Alchemy, Elixir of Destruction, Acidic Weave, Corrosive Control, Toxic Spirit, Venomous Wraith. 

 

 

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Chapter 51: 94. The World of Otome Game is only Tough for Mobs!

Notes:

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Chapter Text

Omniscient POV

It's been a few months since Kouske became a disciple of Scathach. Kouske still felt weak knowing that Scathach hadn't even needed to use her runes to overpower him that day. Just her spearmanship was enough!

After that, she inquired everything about him and even talked to Vritra. Kouske didn't hide much and even told her about him being a demonic dragon.

Since then, Kouske has been going through HELL! She is even trying to make him have basic mastery over other weapons besides the sword and spear, including hand-to-hand combat.

Over the countless years, in her boredom, she seems to have mastered quite a lot of weapons.

The battle maniac is really enjoying that he has an immortal body. But being immortal doesn't imply being immune to pain!

She has even been using runes to increase the pain, saying he needs to get used to pain and not get complacent because of his immortality.

Sadly, Kouske can only learn the normal runes from her at the moment, not the Ancient Runes.

He needs to master the normal rune techniques first and then go through a secret ritual to inherit the Ancient Runes.

These were obtained by Odin after he gave up one of his eyes to seek knowledge, and Scathach acquired them from him through a contract.

But even the normal runes were of the highest caliber!

Scathach has also been teaching Kouske her own way of blacksmithing. After all, she made her very own legendary weapons!

Kouske had tried using Telos Karma to break Scathach's connection to the Land of Shadows.

But sure enough, his mastery over it wasn't powerful enough to break her fate. But Kouske also knew that just getting out of the Land of Shadows wasn't her wish.

She was tired of her life and wanted to die a warrior's death. However, Kouske, being selfish, made her promise that she would have to fulfill his wish if he could ever fulfill hers.

For now, she just laughed it off with melancholy. But one can't blame her for having at least a bit of expectation.

Maybe, just maybe, Kouske could do what Cu Chulainn couldn't. It was just a stray, random thought for her.

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Mobuseka X The Hidden Dungeon Only I Can Enter,

On one of the floating islands belonging to Viscount Brightness of the Holfort Kingdom, two children played in the vast garden of the mansion.

Both had blonde hair and blue eyes: Emma Brightness and Kouske Brightness, Emma's cousin. Kouske's father was the elder brother of the Viscount.

After his parents' death, his uncle, Ladan Brightness, and aunt, Romy Brightness, took him in and cared for him at the Brightness Mansion.

Kouske was surprised to find that this world was a mix of two novels. However, he quickly adapted after incorporating all the memories of his new identity.

He mainly came here on a whim, hoping to acquire the Lost Item, Luxion, and study it. This would undoubtedly help Kouske advance in technology and create the things he wanted. Unfortunately, the technology in the world of DxD was way too low.

They were only in the early phases of technological development, and there were no scientific weapons capable of incorporating magic to harm supernaturals.

So, he decided to come to Mobuseka to get the so-called cheat item, a Lost Item. But if Luxion was anything like he saw in the novel, then Luxion would only be confined to this world and serve as Kouske's helper and test subject.

He wouldn't trust that piece of crap. AIs cannot be trusted. Never! Especially Luxion. Who knows what it might do if he brings it to another world?

"Emma-chan, it's getting late. We should get inside now," says Kouske, helping Emma get up from the ground.

"Hmmnn."

Soon, a few servants came and took them separately to take baths. Kouske took a bath by himself despite the maids' protests. He preferred to bathe alone and relax.

Afterward, they both went to their rooms to do their own things. Kouske had time to think more about how he should approach his plan.

He didn't know Luxion's exact location, but he could manipulate his fate to find him, so it wasn't a big problem.

He wanted to get an airship somehow. He knew that no matter how accommodating his uncle was, he wouldn't let him use one to go on an adventure at such a young age.

So, Kouske would probably just have to sneak out and acquire an airship himself.

At the dinner table, everyone was gathered. They had dinner and talked a bit about their daily lives.

Kouske was actually glad that, in this cruel world for men, his uncle had found someone like his aunt, and that too among the Holfort nobility.

Even though Viscounts weren't treated as harshly as the countryside Barons, Baronets, or Knights, they still didn't amount to much in front of the higher nobles.

Kouske knew he would have to rank up his nobility in the future since he was already part of the system. As the heir of the Brightness family, he would need to find a noble lady from at least the viscountcy to marry to keep up appearances.

But he didn't really care about such things. He would marry whoever he liked, and even his uncle and aunt seemed to understand this. They knew how filthy and disgusting the Holfort noblewomen could be.

So they entertained the idea of getting him engaged to Emma in the future if both of them agreed. In their opinion, Kouske wouldn't have to suffer much if this happened.

Kouske was really surprised that they would make him the heir instead of their own daughter. He could sense what kind of people they were—the kind who were very rare in the Holfort nobility.

That night, Kouske left a note saying he would be gone for four months, going on an adventure, and asking them not to worry.

He knew it wouldn't put them at ease and that he would be scolded upon his return, but he didn't have any other choice for now. At least, he was glad that he had already registered as an adventurer a few days ago.

This world used Dia as a currency, which was essentially just gold coins. Kouske had enough gold coins in his possession. Even if he didn't, as an alchemist, he could easily acquire more.

Kouske found someone and bought their airship. He had to use some simple hypnosis, but it was fine.

Kouske was a bit amazed by the small airship. It wasn't too big or anything, but it was enough. He took off with the airship in the middle of the night.

He also checked out the ship's design, how it functioned, etc. After 15 days of traveling aimlessly, he found a place with something like a whirlwind and could see a hidden warping device inside it.

It took 15 days mostly because of the ship and the distance between the places. Otherwise, if it was closer and Kouske had a better ship, he would have easily made it there earlier.

During his trip, Kouske had encountered various magical creatures. While the ship itself didn't have much fighting power nor did he have a good Armor Core, it wasn't difficult for Kouske to fend them off. He was far too strong for these low-level mobs to hurt him.

Just a bit of magic would blow the monsters into smithereens. Kouske had placed the Armor Core in the ship only to have an alibi for when he returned to the Brightness Viscountcy.

The Armor Cores and magic of this world were too weak for him. Kouske never liked those bulky-looking Armor Cores anyway.

His magic was already overpowered in this world, and he didn't intend to use Armor Cores to fight.

Kouske created a barrier around the ship and easily entered the whirlwind with his ship fully intact.

When Kouske reached the end of the whirlwind, he found the warp device and he was automatically warped to a floating island.

The island was medium-sized. It was full of greenery, almost as if untouched by humans.

Kouske took off the airship and came out to venture out. He searched the place and found a huge metallic door hidden by lush greenery.

He easily opened the door and found himself inside some kind of laboratory. The whole place lit up when he entered, signaling that the power was back on.

The facility looked more advanced than the outside world, almost out of place. The first few floors were totally abandoned, and Kouske even saw vending machines with logos like Coca-Cola and Pepsi.

This made him think it was definitely some alternate, fucked-up future version of Earth.

He easily dropped a few automated sentries with his magic without much difficulty but felt uneasy about the lack of heavy resistance.

Glancing at a nearby bench, he found the skeleton of a crew member. He quickly marched up to the body and searched for anything that could serve as an ID.

He found a security badge with a picture of a man in his early thirties named "Dr. Hakase." It would have to do. He used the badge to get inside the control room.

Suddenly, a massive security android, three meters tall with giant mechanical fists of steel and enough armor to plate two tanks, stomped into the room. It observed him with a single red camera lens.

"You are trespassing on Old Human Territory," stated the murderbot. "You will now be terminated."

"Let's talk. I would rather not break you. It would just be a loss for me," replied Kouske calmly.

"Don't be so full of yourself, New Human!" said the murderbot.

"New Humans! I will kill every last one of you!" came an eerie voice from the automaton. It fired laser beams at him, but Kouske simply put up a barrier to stop the attack.

"What?!" The murderbot was surprised at how easily he stopped the attacks.

"Don't think this is all! I will not lose to New Human magics!" said the murderbot as more automatons came and started concentrating on a singular point, enhancing the power of the beam, trying to break the barrier.

But it didn't work. Kouske simply kept strolling inside. He didn't even retaliate or destroy the automata. Why would he destroy his own machines? He doesn't like wasting stuff.

Seeing that Kouske was pretty chill and nothing it did was stopping him as he was slowly getting close to the controls, the murderbot decided to self-destruct.

"I will not fall into the hands of a New Human! Die alongside me!" yelled the voice, but Kouske suddenly vanished from his place and appeared in front of the control panel, tweaking the codes to register himself as the primary administrator of the Lost Item, Luxion.

"HOW?! And why do you even have Old Human blood in your body?" screamed the murderbot.

"I am already registered as your master, right? Now, you probably won't believe me, but I used to live in the period of Old Humans," replied Kouske.

"Impossible," argued the murderbot. "I watched the last of the Old Humans die out centuries ago."

"But I am a reincarnator and I was alive during the 21st century. That must be why I still have some Old Human blood in me," said Kouske in Japanese.

"That's absurd! Are you delusional? But how do you even know that language?" asked the android AI.

"Like I said, I am a reincarnator," replied Kouske casually.

The automaton contemplated his words for a while and even asked him some famous things about the Old Humans, like stuff about World War I and II and some other events.

Only someone from that time would know that stuff, as all information of that period is already lost in time.

Soon, a small metal drone with red lenses came floating by, clearly the same AI in a new body.

"The only way you would know of such a language and stuff like that is if you lived during a time when it was used."

"I'm a little surprised that you believed me, but I suppose when you've eliminated the impossible—"

"—Whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth," replied the drone, completing Kouske's sentence.

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Luxion was showing Kouske around the place, pointing out all the important areas. Kouske had already named the AI, Luxion.

He wouldn't change the way he knows someone. He knew the AI as Luxion from the start, so why change it now? It's just absurd and a bit stupid to do so.

"So, master. Are all the New Humans as strong as you?" asked Luxion, who seemed determined about something.

It seemed Luxion would have to invest more into advancing itself if all the New Humans had advanced so far.

"Nah! Don't worry. They are weak AF. You could easily conquer the world if you wanted to," said Kouske casually, making Luxion quite happy.

"Master, what do you desire? Do you want to conquer the world?" asked Luxion hopefully.

"No. It's too much work and too much innocent bloodshed involved. I would rather not be any part of it.

But I will have to change the policy of this kingdom if I am going to be a part of it," said Kouske.

"Oh, what's the current policy?" asked the bot dejectedly, though it still harbored its own plans.

Kouske then informed Luxion about all the regulations enforced by the Holfort Kingdom.

"Such prudes! I wouldn't expect anything better from New Humans! They're too foolish.

Losing the advancements in technology, they've regressed to the outdated feudal system. That too... like this! Utter fools," remarked Luxion.

"Yeah, but what can you do? Well, many things actually. First, start by finding some unclaimed floating islands. Also, create an Armor Core that won't pose a problem if presented to the crown.

I'll just give them a Lost Item and one or two newly discovered floating islands to elevate my nobility rank. Uncle can handle the details.

Keep developing stronger Armor Cores and Airships here. Don't worry about materials or staying connected over long distances; I'll take care of that.

Create smaller bugs for spying on the nobles and royals in the Capital. I'll have to join the Holfort Academy when I'm of age, so let's aim to become a Marquise by then, by hook, or by crook.

Work on better communication devices and begin transforming a floating island into an Amusement Park, Aquarium, and Hot Spring Resort.

I'll provide seeds or plants to grow high-quality tea and coffee. Grow them and start a business with these and some Old Human cuisines. Also, focus on fertilizing the lands," said Kouske in one breath.

"That's... a lot to do. It's going to take a lot of time and effort, you know," replied Luxion, feeling both impressed by Kouske's ambitious plans and a bit perplexed by the scale of it all.

"I will help you. But you can surely do it, right?" asked Kouske, challenging the AI's capabilities.

"Hmph! It will be done before you know it. I'll even improve upon those plans," replied Luxion confidently.

"Good. Now prepare a small but fast airship for me to return home. Find a suitable floating island and create a fake Lost Item, like an Armor Core.

I'll have my uncle present it to the crown. That should be enough to elevate us to Counts if we also offer one floating island to the crown.

Also, do you have any treasures? Like gold, jewelry, or something?" asked Kouse.

"Yeah, I have plenty of such items in the treasury," replied Luxion.

"Good. Pack a bit of that stuff to bring back too," said Kouske.

"OK," replied Luxion.

"Also, do you think you can take the form of a white saber-tooth tiger?" asked Kouske.

"The one from the legend? Yes. But why?" Luxion asked.

"Because it's cool. And while I could make you use a male butler gynoid, you would probably just insult all the New Humans, even as the butler of the Brightness. And it would just cause me more problems!

So a monster familiar from one of the Old Human legends is far better and cooler, I think," replied Kouske.

"...."

"...."

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After only two months instead of four, Kouske returned with two Lost Items—an Airship and an Armor Core—along with a trove of treasures, shocking everyone in the Brightness Viscountcy.

The viscountcy had been in turmoil for the last two months due to the disappearance of its heir.

However, Kouske's sudden return, at the age of 12 with a successful adventure spread quickly throughout Holfort and even reached the Capital.

Kouske was grounded for a long time, but soon after, the King summoned Ladan and Kouske.

They had to endure the worthless King's attention-hungry, incompetent selfish self, with Kouske struggling hard to not outright kill the fool.

But meeting the beautiful milf Queen, Mylene, helped calm him down somewhat. Or not?... ahem...

Ladan presented the Crown with the Armored Core as a Lost Item and one newly discovered floating island.

The King was pleased to accept the Lost Item and declared the Brightness Viscountcy as Counts. Kouske's plan had succeeded.

Luxion continued working on various projects while Kouske prepared to open his business under the name Akatsuki.

In his hometown, Kouske also encountered the future real Saintess, Olivia, and befriended her, starting to teach both her and Emma magic. Now, don't ask for the details. Many dramas lead to such a development.

He also met the Atlees, their closest neighbors, including Clarice Fia Atlee and her father, who visited after hearing about Kouske.

Kouske and Clarice became friends, although she was engaged to Jilk, whom Kouske didn't like.

Despite his feelings, Kouske chose to keep quiet about him, knowing any interference could strain their relationship.

She wouldn't just believe him and he still didn't have any proofs to back up his words. He decided to wait until Jilk inevitably fucks up.

The Stardia Baronets, who recently arrived in their territory, seeking help after losing everything to pirates, were now settling down with the assistance of the Brightness family.

Despite being nobles in name only, Brightness helped them re-establish themselves, and Kouske personally aided them in reclaiming their lost floating island.

The head of the Stardia family, once a veteran adventurer and the reason for their noble status decades ago, was deemed incompetent. He was just way too much pathetic for a human being.

As a result, the Stardia chose to align themselves under the Brightness family's leadership.

Kouske also remembered Leon and decided to help the poor guy. With the Brightness family's newfound fame and influence, Kouske found evidence of the Forest of Ladies' atrocities.

As they were composed solely of bitches and hags from Barons and Baronets, leaving them powerless against the Brightness family.

All members of the Forest of Ladies were executed for treason, and Kouske even assisted the Bartfords in identifying the illegitimate children by hypnotizing Zola and making her confess everything by herself.

It led to Leon's older brother becoming the new heir while Leon now lives happily the life of a mob, pursuing a village girl from Bartford's land.

However, amidst all this, Kouske seems to have temporarily forgotten about the Hidden Dungeon and Olivia Servant.

He will definitely address those matters later, but his current focus is solely consumed by the various tasks in different worlds!

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Chapter 52: 95. Madness!

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Chapter Text

Omniscient POV,

Eminence in Shadow,

Kouske woke up to the sound of loud screams all around him. He looked around to find a whole village being burned. The smell of blood filled the air as people, or rather therianthropes, ran in every direction, desperately trying to escape the chaos.

"What's happening here?" Kouske mumbled, confused.

[Relax for a bit. It's going to hurt,] said Clarice.

"What?" Kouske asked, but before he could say anything more, his head started aching immensely.

After successfully digesting the memories, he began to understand what was happening.

Currently, he was in the Golden Panther Clan's village, the original home of Zeta from Shadow Garden, known as Lilim at this point. She was the daughter of the clan chief.

Three months ago, she contracted an affliction known as demon possession. This condition decays the body of the afflicted and culminates in death.

In truth, it only affects female descendants of the Three Heroes. The church had spread the word that these individuals were cursed, causing everyone to turn against and disdain them.

However, this condition is actually a manifestation of magical overload that specifically affects female descendants of the Three Heroes. This results in progressive physical degeneration, leaving the afflicted in a state of fleshly decay until eventual demise.

Everyone was worried after seeing the initial symptoms and informed the church, which led to this situation.

A high-ranking priest named Petos came to the village two months ago after hearing about it. Despite their brute and muscle-headed nature, the therianthropes believed the man due to his association with the church.

He manipulated the clan members into disdaining not just Zeta but also her entire family, leading them to imprison all of them.

Now, as Zeta had completely turned into a grotesque monster, Petos revealed his true nature. Kouske knew he was from the Diabolos Cult and would become the 10th seat of the Round of Table after this specific clan extermination event.

Currently, Zeta's father, the clan chief who was imprisoned, is fighting Petos to save all the clan members from Petos's sadistic tendencies.

However, Petos is too powerful for Zeta's father to fight alone, and there are just too many Cult members present, indiscriminately killing everyone.

Kouske looked around and found the situation to be dire. If he didn't do anything soon, all the villagers might die.

As he surveyed the area, he noticed that he had grown golden ears and a tail, just like any member of the Golden Panther Clan.

He seemed to remember being the nephew of the clan chief. While he lamented that his actual race might just have been turned into a chimera at this point, that wasn't important right now.

He had more pressing matters to deal with. He could think about his race later on.

Kouske immediately cast a huge magic circle, encircling the whole village. Soon, it started raining, and the fire seemed to stop easier than expected.

This sudden change caused everyone to pause their fighting for a moment. However, the cult members quickly resumed pushing back the villagers.

Only a handful of cult members were the actual cause of this, as they were immensely stronger than the normal members, contending with several of the strong Golden Panther Clan members.

Kouske quickly ran towards those groups of cultists. His speed seemed almost like teleportation to the others.

Before anyone could even notice, he was already in the middle of the ongoing fight. At some point, Kouske's nails had grown larger, resembling sharp claws.

With a strike unnoticeable by anyone else on the battlefield, Kouske easily sliced through the enemies with his claws. Those cultists were turned into minced meat in a matter of seconds, leaving everyone shocked by the sudden turn of events.

Then Kouske made a simple hand gesture, clenching his fist, and all the other cultist mobs were sliced up by unseen strings spread throughout the village. The entire battleground fell silent.

How could someone young like Kouske be so strong so suddenly?

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At that moment, at the edge of the village, Leonard, the current clan chief, was locked in battle with Petos, a creepy-looking, black-haired man, wearing sunglasses and dressed in the typical priest's clothing. No matter what Leonard did, it all seemed futile!

"You! Why are you even doing this?! Aren't you a priest of the church?" asked Leonard as he kept attacking Petos.

"Ha ha ha. Why do I need any reason to squash some bugs? Have you ever needed any?" replies Petos as he easily deflects them all.

"You!"

As they fought on the ground and leaped through the air, the surroundings were destroyed by the sheer force of their battle. Leonard and Petos exchanged words, though it was mostly Petos mocking everything.

Leonard unleashed a flurry of attacks, but Petos simply blocked and countered, hitting him back each time. Slowly, Leonard's body became covered in blood and injuries, as Petos was merely toying with him.

Leonard's uneasiness and urgency were palpable; he wanted to go to the village and help everyone, but Petos was enjoying himself, stalling Leonard and making him witness the demise of his village with his own eyes. Petos took a twisted sense of pleasure in doing so.

Everything was going smoothly when suddenly, the rain started falling over the village, causing both Leonard and Petos to stop in their tracks.

Even though the fires were extinguished, the cultists would finish the job soon. As the fight progressed, Petos began to grow bored.

But he suddenly sensed all the cultists dying with the arrival of someone new, making him eager to see what was happening on that side.

Wanting to end things quickly, Petos's speed increased to the point where Leonard couldn't even see him. Petos attacked Leonard from all directions, and Leonard, relying on mere instinct, managed to deflect only a few attacks.

Even so, his limbs became broken and unfit for further battle. As Petos aimed to end Leonard's life with one final strike, his attack was suddenly stopped, making sparks fly all around. The strike was blocked by a therianthrope who was only a teenager.

"And who might you be?" asked Petos, just a bit intrigued.

"Kouske?! Why are you here? Leave, now!" yelled Leonard, still holding his twin blades in his broken hands, intending to fight.

"Were you the one who killed those useless ones? How did you do it?" asked Petos, wanting to know a bit before he inevitably killed the kid.

But neither Petos nor Leonard received any answers. Suddenly, Kouske appeared behind Petos, shocking him. Petos tried to stop Kouske's attack and kill him right then and there, for humiliating him like that.

The idea that a kid could so easily get behind him was unthinkable; the members of the Round of Table would think less of him and make fun of him if they ever found out!

But to his horror, his strength fell short against the simple attack of the strangely relaxed boy. Not only that, Kouske's claws easily cut through Petos's weapon, beheading Petos before he could even register what had just happened, without much fanfare.

Only a deafening silence remained. Leonard couldn't understand the change in Kouske, but for all it was worth, he was glad that his clan had survived extermination.

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After the fight with one of the freaky mobs from the Round of Table of the church, Kouske went around healing everyone. He even healed the clan chief from his horrible injuries.

"You, who are you? Are you really Kouske?" asked the clan chief, unsure.

The Kouske he knew was mostly detached, always lazing around. He was also shocked to see him using healing magic, which is quite rare, on such a large scale.

"I am. Do you have any doubts, uncle? Maybe I should tell Aunty about your little rendezvous behind the women's bathroom five months ago? What were you actually doing there? Surely, you weren't peeking?" replied Kouske mischievously, speaking quietly enough that his aunt, who was a bit far away, wouldn't hear.

However, the other therianthropes around them heard easily with their enhanced hearing and looked oddly at their clan chief, who had just fought for them despite their blatant betrayal.

"N-no. Say no more!" said Leonard, looking at his wife to make sure she didn't hear anything while trying to cover Kouske's mouth with his hands.

Leonard was now being framed by his own nephew. Five months ago, he had just been in the wrong place at the wrong time. It was a mistake on his part, but unfortunately, his nephew had caught him.

After healing everyone else, Kouske headed toward the cage where Zeta, better known as Lilim at the moment, was locked up by the cultists. Seeing Kouske approach the cage, many villagers started making noise again, talking about staying away from the cursed and other superstitions.

"You guys are still on that even after being attacked by the church? Are you still going to believe their nonsense?!" Kouske yelled in anger, making them all go stiff from the pressure.

Therianthropes, by nature, followed the strong. The villagers had already betrayed the clan chief and his family. Kouske, being his nephew, had also been imprisoned.

He wasn't going to be nice to people who had betrayed him once. If therianthropes followed the strong, then he would just show them what righteous dictatorship was!

Kouske planned to bring the other muscle-headed therianthrope clans under his rule too, without any casualties. He would leave those who wanted to live in peace, but the brutes would face a brute-like invitation.

If even after defeat they did not follow him, he would leave them be. Maybe he could create a functioning therianthrope nation. Little did he know, he would later be known as the Golden Prince.

When he reached the cage, he saw his aunt crying while holding a toddler in her arms. The boy was Zeta's younger brother. In canon, Petos had killed the toddler and her whole family in front of Zeta's eyes.

Zeta still remembered it all, even in her altered state, making her hatred for the cult immense and by far the strongest in Shadow Garden.

She was crazy enough to cause mass genocide just to eradicate the cult. Her thought process was always different from others.

Unlike the other therianthropes, she was a thinker rather than a brute. She was also different from the other Seven Shadows in that she was willing to stay apart from Cid to remove all threats for him.

Cid had called her the greatest genius in Shadow Garden. While Cid had to train hard to become strong, Zeta had reached the third strongest position, in Shadow Garden, with only half-hearted efforts.

Cid said she was good at whatever she did, but the problem was she never put her best into anything. The mind of a bored genius.

She could use most weapons, mastering them easily but never perfecting her art due to boredom. Her swordsmanship was great, only inferior to Cid and Alpha because of her lack of effort.

Maybe laziness just runs in the family or it's just that her being a cat therianthrope, she was just naturally lazy!

She could effortlessly copy many difficult techniques from all the Shadow Garden members and even many of Cid's techniques at first glance, but hers were always crude imitations as she never tried perfecting them.

Kouske never understood how she came to the false understanding that Cid wanted to be the actual God of the world and even created a secret organization for it when she didn't like Alpha's leadership but never opposed her as defeating her would be a 'hassle' for her. If she had trained earnestly, she could have easily been stronger than Alpha.

Kouske stood in front of the cage, staring at the grotesque, meaty abomination that Zeta had become. The mana overload had disfigured her body beyond recognition.

After a while, he used his new skill, Alteration, which enabled him to manipulate the state of anything.

With a precise application, Kouske restored Zeta to her original state. Instantly, she reverted back to her beautiful self, albeit still underdeveloped in a few areas, but recognizable nonetheless. Zeta was a year older than him.

Kouske could have used the same method Cid employed—manipulating the mana within the body to restore balance—but that process might have been time-consuming and painful for Zeta.

Instead, he opted for the easiest, most painless method by using his skill.

As Zeta slowly opened her eyes, she saw Kouske standing there. He smiled warmly and said, "Welcome back!"

Still a bit confused, Zeta looked around at her body in disbelief. Suddenly, her mother rushed forward, hugging her tightly and bursting into tears. Zeta's eyes grew moist as she hugged her mother back.

They gave Zeta some extra clothing, and as they returned, the villagers erupted into noise. For the first time, someone cursed had been restored to normal!

All the while the members of the Round of Table were disappointed in Petos and mocked him, thinking that he had lost to the 'weak' clan chief of the Golden Panther Clan.

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It's been some time since curing Zeta. Kouske also told Zeta and her family about the whole Diabolos Church and the three heroes and their descendants.

Now, somewhere in the forest near the Kagenou territory, bandits were having a heyday after killing some merchants and looting their goods.

"Keep drinkin', you louts! Today's raid was a great success!" yelled one of the bandits, urging the others.

"Walking around the forest at night with all that art shit on him... I say merchants are getting way too careless lately."

"Yeah. But ya catch a glimpse of that hag's face as she croaked?"

"Yeah! 'Please at least let my son live.' What a joke, man."

"So then I said, 'If ya wanna live, show me yer valu...'" one of the bandits was saying when he was interrupted by a psycho dressed in an all-black robe who suddenly jumped on top of the fire.

"Whoo fuckin' hoo! Evening, bitches! If ya wanna live, show me yer valuables!" yelled the psycho, finishing the bandit's sentence for him.

"Wha..?! Who the fuck is this midget?!" yelled a bandit.

"I told you to bring out the gold, dammit! You there. Jump for me!" yelled the psycho, pointing at another bandit.

The bandit jumped as he was told, and metallic noises could be heard from his pockets.

"There. I heard it! It went 'chingching'!" yelled the psycho in euphoria.

"What's that guy's deal?" blubbered one of the bandits.

"Stay calm, gentlemen. I am just an unremarkable midget who happened to be passing by," said the robed psycho.

"Today, I am here... to test the specs of my new weapon, the slime sword, and my slime suit," he continued with the excitement of a curious child, as suddenly a sword materialized in his hands.

"?!"

As everyone was confused about what the hell was going on, the strange guy kept talking.

"Slimes, as you're no doubt aware, are liquid creatures that can change their shape with magic," the strange man explained like a mad scientist, making everyone present draw blanks in their heads.

"I caught a fair amount of these slimes, turned them into jelly, and made a suit that covers my body and an easy-to-use sword out of them."

"Their magic conductivity is a miraculous 99%! This means... this nifty function allows its user to change its shape in any way they want! Why not buy one for the family, good sir?" he said as he slashed the chest of a bandit with the shape-shifting sword, surprising everyone with the sudden attack.

"Oraoraoraoraoraora..."

"Oraaaaaaaa!"

Before anyone could react, tragedy and madness fell upon the bandits as the madman brutally attacked and killed them all, dancing in his own madness.

"Oraoraoraoraora!" he kept going, making even the ones observing him from the side have second thoughts about making contact with this madman.

"Uh... Whoops?" said the madman as he looked around the place.

"B-bastard! How dare you!" shouted the only remaining bandit.

"Shucks! We're down to just one guy? Guess I will have to test nifty function number two on you," replied the madman with a strange calmness and disappointment.

"Stop talking shit! I am still a master of the royal capital's Bushin style," the remaining bandit said loudly, more to convince himself in his nervous helplessness. Then he took a stance.

"You'll regret looking down on me!" yelled the bandit as he leaped and attacked the madman.

But the madman didn't dodge and let him hit him easily. But, to his utter horror, the attack did nothing at all. It felt like hitting an iron.

"Nope, didn't cut through. See?" replied the wannabe mob, showing the bandit the unscathed spot on his suit with excitement.

"Changing shape isn't all it can do. It comes with proper defensive power too!" continued the madman.

But before he could finish, the bandit started attacking him. The madman easily dodged the attacks, observing the popular style from the capital. It did impress him a bit since they weren't still stuck in the old ways of teaching. But he was still getting bored. Suddenly, the sword in his hands vanished, making the bandit exclaim in surprise.

"Where did your sword go?!" yelled the bandit, thinking it was his perfect chance to put an end to this madness as he closed in.

"You didn't listen, did you? Oh well, I am almost done," said the hooded man as he barehandedly approached.

At some point, a knife manifested from the sole of his shoe, and he stabbed the last remaining bandit in the chest.

"Slime sword nifty function two: you can draw your sword whenever you want, wherever you want."

"Gotta say, you were stronger than my sister," was the last thing the bandit heard before darkness consumed him.

"Let's see... I guess these are my spoils for the day," said the man—or rather, the boy—as he removed his hood and checked the bandits' treasury.

"Damn. These thieves sure stole a lot," said the mad boy as he grabbed hold of all the valuables.

"Now that I have avenged you merchants, your funds shall fund my rise to become the Eminence in Shadow!" declared the boy as he unnecessarily made remarks about his cause.

Kouske and Alpha were watching as all this was happening. He observed Cid's manipulation of the slime suit and slime sword. While Kouske had been doing the same for a while after coming to this world, seeing the original in action was different.

He had also been trying to mix the slime liquids of this world into his smithing. Blacksmiths from all over the world would choke on their food if they heard how mana-conductive the weakest monster in this world was, even better than the legendary Mithril.

The slimes of this world were pretty OP! Kouske had already recovered Alpha, so most of his work was done. It was good that he had kept an eye on Cid to know about all these things. Kouske came forward in front of Cid.

"Yo!" Kouske lazily waved his hand as he approached. Beside him was a beautiful blonde elf.

"?"

Cid was a bit surprised that he hadn't noticed the therianthrope at all. But suddenly something came to his mind.

"You! Are you here to steal MY money?! Over my dead body, bitch!" yelled the wannabe mob, making Kouske stop in his tracks, looking at him with some strangeness in his eyes.

But suddenly Kouske brought out a gold coin from his pocket, flipped it towards Cid, and said, "Catch."

Cid instantly jumped to catch the coin. Then he looked strangely at Kouske for a while after catching it.

"I won't give it back!" Cid suddenly yelled, hiding the coin as if his life depended on it.

"..." Kouske.

"...." Alpha.

"Do you wanna work for me? I will regularly give you money," said Kouske after staying silent for a while.

"Nah. I am good. I don't work for anyone," replied Cid instantly.

"I will give [xxxx] amount of money each month. Don't you need money to be the Eminence in Shadow?" said Kouske after a while.

"I will even be your dog! Woof woof!" Cid instantly barked, acting like a dog after hearing the amount.

"...." Kouske.

"...." Alpha.

It seemed Kouske would have to regularly earn more money to make this wildcard work properly. But Kouske could use Shadow to hide his direct involvement with Shadow Garden as he is trying to build a properly recognized therianthrope nation.

Notes:

[A/N: This should have happened when the MC was 10 years old, but he is 12 right now. My mistake. Just think of this as a bit AU for now. Kouske won't change the name of Shadow Garden or the Seven Shadows. He will just move forward with the group under his alias, Akatsuki.

Akatsuki (dawn) and Shadow, huh? And who do you want Cid to pair with? That senpai from Japan? Rose Oriana? Victoria? Beta? Or that academy girl whose adoptive father was a cult member?

TBH, Rose Oriana would be the best, but I am a bit reluctant... Ahem... Maybe that Japanese senpai then?

Next chapter will be the start of Slash Dog events.]

 

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Chapter 53: Asking for opinions.

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Let me know what you think of the story so far. Do you like it, or is there something you dislike? If I'm doing anything wrong or missing something, I could use your help in pointing it out since I can't always assess my own shortcomings. I'd appreciate it if you could take a few minutes to share your thoughts. Your feedback means a lot, and I hope to hear some honest replies. Tell me what you think about the story so far so I can keep improving. Thanks in advance, and once again, please take a few moments to comment and help me grow. I need it. 

Chapter 54: Asking for some opinions, again!

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I got some ideas on what was wrong with the story after getting input from all the platforms. I'll address those issues when I start writing again in December or January (I'm taking a break because of my exams) since this month's chapters are already written. One of the issues is the lack of Slice of Life moments, I think. There's been too much fighting or focus on other plots or side characters, and I haven't developed Kouske's relationships with the heroines much. I'll try to fix that. But what would be a good balance? Slice of Life moments every 5, 10, or 15 chapters? Which one do you think is better?

Chapter 55: 96. Slash Dog Part 1.

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Omniscient POV

Two years later (Kouske is 14, Lavinia 17),

"Oho? So you seem to be interested in that incident too, huh?" asks Azazel as he sips his drink.

"Hmm. I don't see any reason to let them continue doing whatever they want after the Heavenly Aloha Incident. They've gone too far for it to be just a dispute between the Five Principal Clans," replies Akatsuki.

"Yeah, you're right. Kidnapping 233 people from Ryokuu High School will easily put a target on them from any of the supernatural factions. It's a large-scale incident," says Azazel, pondering how their stupidity had gotten so out of hand.

The Heavenly Aloha Incident refers to the disappearance of 233 people, including students and teachers, from Ryokuu High School who went on a cruise ship excursion two months ago.

Publicly it was declared that the cruise ship broke in half in the middle of the ocean, caught fire and everyone died. There was even a large funeral ceremony for all the people. But there are still many who claim that the students are all alive.

The surviving students, who were fortunate enough not to go on that trip, had to transfer schools due to the constant threat of reporters asking about their feelings and whatnot.

"Yeah. I will be searching for their base while some people from my side will be taking care of the kids with the Four Fiends' Sacred Gears. You'll also send someone because of HIM, right?" Akatsuki asked, looking at his friend.

*sigh*

"I guess it's karma. I knew HE had problems with me from the start. But I didn't think he would go rogue like this. He even stole some of my Sacred Gear research data, even though he must have hated doing so. This time's incident won't let him get away lightly. He also took his class and they are a bunch of problematic kids with problematic Sacred Gears," says Azazel with some hidden emotion.

"Let me know if you need help. I'll let you know where they can rendezvous. It's better to be safe," says Akatsuki as he leaves.

"That one's also going to be a problem, isn't she?" Azazel mutters to himself as he keeps sipping his drink. A certain girl might get too invested in this!

"Man, this is strong! For how long did he age this?"

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Ikuse Tobio, 17 years old, is your typical second-year high schooler. He has black hair and pale gray colored eyes. His life was going well, despite its share of tragedies.

He lost both his parents before he could remember them, and his grandmother, who was his last remaining family, passed away when he was 12.

Even so, his life continued normally thanks to his best friend Sae Toujou, and her parents, who were his neighbors and took care of him since then.

But two months ago, his everyday life was turned upside down. He had fallen ill with a fever and missed the school trip. Four days later, he saw on the news that all his friends were missing, including Sae.

Since then, he has been desperately searching for her, consoling Sae's parents.

One evening, Tobio was coming back from meeting a friend from his new school when he suddenly saw silhouettes that oddly resembled Sae's.

"Sae?!" Tobio yelled as he went after her.

"It's really Sae! She is alive!" Tobio couldn't be any happier after seeing her again.

Everyone was saying she was dead. There was even a large funeral and all. But he knew that she was alive, somewhere.

Tobio tried to go after her, but after the next intersection, he completely lost her. It was as if she had vanished into thin air.

Tobio stood there, contemplating whether it was just an illusion or a trick of his mind. Despite his dejection, his belief in her being alive remained strong. Then he suddenly saw his friend Sasaki Kouta behind him.

"Kouta? Kouta! Wait!" Tobio ran after him, panting heavily.

But his friend was unusually fast. He didn't know why even one of his closest friends was running from him.

Kouta was also among the students who went missing that day. After a while, Tobio caught up to him.

"Kouta! Where have you been?!" he shook Kouta's shoulders as he looked at him, surprised.

Kouta's eyes were devoid of all emotions. Tobio saw Kouta trying to move his mouth, but he couldn't make out the proper words. In this strange situation, Kouta finally spoke, oddly, "D-di-e."

Just then, Tobio saw something even stranger. A lizard-like monster was hanging from Kouta's back like an appendage. It was eating a dog and the dog's remains were still in its mouth. It struck toward Tobio.

"What!?"

Tobio, in fright, pushed Kouta back as he, himself, fell backward, making the lizard miss him. His mind was in total disarray.

He didn't know what that monster was, nor did he know why one of his closest friends would try to kill him. Many things were rushing through his mind at that moment. But one thing was clear. He had to run! Now!

He ran and ran, narrowly escaping death. The lizard kept trying to attack him. But after a while, he was panting heavily, completely exhausting himself.

"Kouta! Stop! Why are you doing this?!" he asked in surprise.

But he didn't receive any answers. All he received was the incoming attack aimed at ending his life.

Desperately searching for a way out, suddenly the lizard's attack halted as a small creature resembling a griffon intervened. The lizard was easily dissected by the griffon's wind attack.

Tobio was now even more confused. What was even happening? What were those monsters? It felt like creatures from legends coming alive right before his eyes.

As Tobio approached his unconscious friend, Kouta's body suddenly illuminated and vanished, taking the lizard-like monster's remains with it.

Further perplexed, Tobio heard footsteps behind him and remembered the griffon. He remained unsure whether it was friend or foe.

He turned around defensively but saw a beautiful young woman with light brown hair that was tied up. She had a slim and voluptuous figure, with her rather large breasts being concealed by her clothes.

"Oh, don't worry. Griffon won't hurt you," says the girl, looking at the griffon on her shoulder. She sees Tobio's tense expression and tries to calm him down.

"Griffon? Is it really a griffin? But who are you?" asked Tobio, surprised.

"Hmm. His name is Griffon too. I am Natsume Minagawa, one of the surviving students from the school trip, just like you. And we just saved your life. The least you can do is be thankful," says Natsume, pouting a bit.

"Uh! Thank you very much. You really saved my life! But what was that lizard thing? Why was it attached to Kouta? Why was he after my life? What... just what is going on?!" asked Tobio frantically after bowing to show his gratitude.

"Hey, hey, hey! Stop! Too many questions at once. Come with me for now. I will tell you everything," said Natsume.

Before Tobio could object or do anything, Natsume took him by the hand and led him to a nearby family restaurant to talk. Tobio was too embarrassed by the sudden hand-holding and the closeness that he couldn't register anything until they were sitting in a corner of the restaurant.

Their ordered food arrived, and Natsume started eating cutely. Tobio was greatly confused by the situation. Just why was he suddenly having dinner with a girl he had never met before? And one so beautiful at that! His mind was overworking.

"Why aren't you eating? Don't you like the food?" asked Natsume, tilting her head cutely to the side.

She had been starving for a while, and fighting something so... supernatural had made her extra hungry.

"No, the food's alright. Wait! That's not the problem here. Tell me what's going on? How can you eat so peacefully like this? I almost got killed!" Tobio said loudly, drawing the attention of the others.

Noticing the gazes, he mouthed "sorry" and both of them waited for the atmosphere to go back to normal.

"I know you've been through a lot. But what I am going to tell you isn't going to be pleasant either. So eat first. We can discuss it slowly," said Natsume, making Tobio agree after a bit.

Then, over the course of the meal, Natsume calmly explained the details to Tobio about the ongoing situation. She told him that all of their old classmates were taken by a group called the Utsusemi and paired each of them with a creature like Sasaki.

"Why? Why would someone even do this?" asked Tobio, flabbergasted.

"I don't know. I cannot understand the minds of such freaks," said Natsume, angry by the situation.

"Hmm. But how do you know all this information? Even the media was covering this up with other news. Who are you actually?" asked Tobio with some doubt.

"Hey. I am also like you. Suddenly plunged into this situation," said Natsume, but the look on Tobio's face said he didn't buy it.

"Look, I was also informed about all this by someone, just two days ago. I don't know much about this situation myself," said Natsume, but from the tone of her voice, it could be easily deduced that she was annoyed at something or rather someone.

"Who told you about all this?" asked Tobio.

"It was someone named Kouske. He seemed to be from a supernatural organization called Akatsuki," replied Natsume, a bit annoyed.

Although she didn't seem fond of the guy, there were still hints of red visible on her face for some reason, making Tobio even more confused. Did she hate the guy or not?

"Did he say anything else?" asked Tobio.

Natsume brought out an egg with visible veins on it and gave it to Tobio. "He told me to give this to you. It's supposed to help."

"What's this... thing?" asked Tobio, a bit overwhelmed. He had never seen something like this before.

"Take this egg and protect it with your life! Did you see Griffon earlier? He also came out of an egg like this. So no matter what, do not lose it!" said Natsume, looking serious.

"It came from an egg? Where did you get such a thing?" asked Tobio.

"It was also given to me by that brat... I mean, Kouske. He said it was made by another supernatural faction called Grigori to help people like us," replied Natsume.

"There's another organization involved? And what did he mean by people like us?" asked Tobio, but Natsume could only avert her eyes for lack of information.

How could she explain that she got so annoyed by the guy who, despite looking older, was actually younger than her but kept teasing her constantly?

In her frustration, she had rushed out of the place. Well, it gave Kouske another lesson about not being always so straightforward. Some girls may look outspoken and bold but are still maidens at heart.

The egg was actually a prototype made by Grigori to stimulate Sacred Gear holders to artificially awaken their Sacred Gears quickly.

After talking more on the topic, Tobio found a newfound determination to save all his friends, especially Sae. They left the restaurant and headed their separate ways.

As Tobio was about to leave, to go back to his room, Natsume suddenly came closer and whispered in his ear about meeting him at midnight at his house.

She told him to get all his stuff ready as they would be changing locations for safety. Her proximity and the whisper made Tobio blush visibly, which Natsume noticed with a smirk, amused by the reaction of the innocent boy.

 

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[A/N: This chapter and the next one feature Tobio. You will see Kouske on chapter 98. Chapter 98 is the R-18 chapter that I posted for free on Patreon previously.]

Chapter 56: 97. Slash Dog Part 2.

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Tobio reached his house, completely exhausted by the day's events. He didn't know what to make of the situation. Heading to the bathroom to freshen up, he placed the egg beside the basin.

The weariness from all the recent happenings overwhelmed him, and he fell asleep instantly after coming to his bedroom, leaving the egg forgotten in the bathroom.

*Clink*

At midnight, he suddenly woke up to the sound of something.

As he peered through the window, he noticed a boy with a large spider clinging to the wall of the condominium.

*Boom*

"What?!"

Tobio was frightened as the boy and his beast came after him, entering through the window they just destroyed.

*Fwoosh*

Frightened, Tobio tried to escape while dodging shots of spider silk.

The spider silk seemed sticky and powerful. If he got hit by one of those, he would lose all hope of escaping. Tobio tried to escape through the front.

However, a lone girl with a giant frog appeared from the front exit. Tobio was surprised to see the new girl. But before he could process anything, the girl also attacked him.

Cornered by the two, Tobio suddenly remembered about the egg, and hurried to the bathroom with the Utsusemi beasts right behind him.

Somehow, while dodging all their attacks, he managed to get a hold of the egg, but the egg appeared to be cracked open.

"It's already cracked? What was inside it? Where did it go?!" yelled Tobio frantically.

Tobio panicked even more as he saw the beasts tear through the bathroom door. He tried his best to fend for himself, using anything available in the bathroom as a weapon.

His heart rate was unusually high. But he was eventually cornered in the tub by the two beasts.

As he panicked, Tobio had a flashback to when his grandmother placed some kind of seal on him. He didn't know what it was or why he was remembering something he shouldn't even recall, given how young he was at the time.

Perhaps his mind was playing tricks on him, bringing up memories of his grandmother before what seemed like his inevitable death. He was losing hope. There was no way to escape this.

But he still hadn't saved Sae yet! When he was about to give up, thinking about Sae, he found something to cling to, in order to live. He couldn't die like this when Sae was still not safe!

With such strong emotions, as he opened his eyes with newfound determination, he noticed a blade had stretched from his shadow, piercing the frog and causing the spider monster to retreat.

Then, from his shadow emerged a small black puppy with a blade on its head.

Tobio was completely flabbergasted and surprised by the puppy. Was it a new enemy or an ally?

But deep down, for some reason, he felt like he could trust this puppy. It felt like he had known it for his whole life! The frog monster, still conscious despite the hole in its face, attacked the puppy with its tongue.

"Dodge!" Tobio yelled to save the puppy, but the puppy simply jumped out before Tobio had finished speaking and instantly diced the frog up with its blade, quite easily at that.

As the spider monster attempted to escape, the puppy generated blades on its back and chased after it.

Tobio felt surprised at the turnout of events. Not long after, the puppy promptly defeated the spider, leaving it alone with Tobio.

But it started to walk away, leaving Tobio behind.

"Wait! Don't leave!" Tobio called out, trying to reach out to the puppy.

Tobio quickly caught up with the puppy in the living room, where he saw another monster and its master. He watched as the puppy engaged the monster in battle, with the master giving it instructions.

The monster managed to take the puppy outside, leaving Tobio worried. Desperate, Tobio decided to target the master and threw a nearby pot at him.

The master collapsed, and Tobio rushed to the balcony, seeing the monster flying while holding onto the puppy.

Suddenly, the puppy transformed into a gigantic blade and impaled the monster. As the blade fell and got stuck in the roof of a building,
Tobio once again remembered what his grandmother had told him about the dog a long time ago.

She had said that a dog would be his lifelong partner, going through life-and-death situations together.

Even when the whole world turned against him, it would stay by his side. It would be his only strength and power, but Tobio should not be consumed by such power and should strive to control it and come to an understanding to live a long, happy life, mutually.

"Wow! That's awesome! Your power is really amazing!" yelled Natsume excitedly as she suddenly appeared, snapping Tobio back to reality from his thoughts.

"Are you okay? Did you get hurt by any chance?" Natsume asked after she calmed down, considering Tobio's situation and the state of his house. She expressed her worry for him.

"Uh, yes. I am fine. Thank you," Tobio answered, though distractedly, as he had too many things to think about right now.

After that, they started discussing the current situation. As they talked, Tobio observed Natsume petting the puppy, who had assumed its normal appearance.

"It's cute, right?" said Natsume sweetly. Although the puppy didn't like to be treated as such, it let her pet him for now.

"Yeah, it is," Tobio replied awkwardly, unsure of what else to say. But the puppy indeed looked cute to him.

"We should leave the area as the Utsusemi could attack again soon. So, you should pack some basic necessities now," Natsume said, suddenly looking serious.

"Okay," Tobio agreed.

"But I wonder if anyone noticed and reported the commotion earlier," Tobio wondered aloud.

"No, it's not possible. They always make preparations before attacking so that people don't notice," Natsume clarified.

"Oh. I guess if monsters are real, then it's not impossible to do such a thing," Tobio replied, beginning to understand.

"I know of a place where we can hide safely. They shouldn't be able to find us there," Natsume informed him.

"Are you sure? How could someplace so convenient exist for us right now?" Tobio asked, expressing his doubt.

"Huh?! Just believe me, okay? I've stayed there for the last two days and nothing bad happened. It would also help you control your power better if you come with me. There are some people helping us," Natsume said, expressing some dissatisfaction at Tobio's lack of trust.

Tobio still harbored doubts, but he was eventually convinced by Natsume's persistence. As they left the house and walked down the road, they were suddenly confronted by another Utsusemi—a snake monster and its master.

Just as Tobio and Natsume glanced at each other to determine their next course of action, the snake suddenly froze to death and disintegrated into dust, while its master was abruptly teleported away, similar to what happened to Kouta.

"W-what just happened?!" Tobio exclaimed in surprise at the turn of events, as a foreign girl dressed in a cloak and pointed hat revealed herself.

Seeing the girl, Natsume quickly approached her with a happy demeanor and started conversing. A perplexed Tobio watched as Natsume continued talking to the new girl.

Then Natsume suddenly took one of Tobio's bags and urged him, saying, "We need to hurry. Otherwise, more Utsusemis may come! We should avoid as many as possible."

After a while, they arrived at the place Natsume had earlier mentioned—an apartment in the forest.

"We're finally here!" Natsume exclaimed suddenly.

"Um... How is there an apartment in the middle of this forest? I've never heard anything about this before. And who is..." Tobio expressed his doubts, looking around, especially at the foreign girl.

"Oh, yeah. You haven't met her yet. She's Lavinia Reni-san, a magician from Akatsuki. She's here to help us. She's an ally," Natsume introduced Lavinia to Tobio.

"Hello," Lavinia greeted Tobio warmly, smiling.

As they entered the apartment, they heard the sound of a shower running. Curious, Tobio wondered who would be showering in the middle of the night.

Natsume quickly advised him not to go there as one of their female companions was likely using it, warning him sternly against peeking. Tobio blushed visibly and assured her he wouldn't do such a thing.

In the room, Lavinia suddenly inserted a DVD into a player.

"What's that?" Tobio asked, intrigued.

"It's to explain the current situation involving you and Natsume-chan," Lavinia replied.

The video was about their classmates. Tobio watched the video, recognizing many of his classmates who were supposed to be missing. His hope for finding Sae was briefly renewed, only to be shattered as they were shown as Utsusemi.

"Why are we being targeted like this? What is the motive behind all of this?" Tobio asked, visibly disturbed by the video.

"It's because of your possession of Sacred Gears," Lavinia explained.

"Sacred Gears? What are they?" Tobio inquired further, realizing this was a crucial detail that Natsume had probably skipped in their previous discussions with Kouske.

Well, mostly because Natsume had fled the place back then, and Kouske needed to ease up a bit on his teasing. It's becoming a bad habit, and he's come to understand that. It might be a bit late. But, better late than never!

Just as Lavinia was about to explain about Sacred Gears and everything, a call connected to the TV.

Lavinia recognized him—it was the Governor General of Grigori, Azazel. Surprised, they all listened as Azazel slowly began answering all of their questions about the situation, what Sacred Gears are, why they are targeted, and more.

Kouske had left the explaining part to Azazel, as he was too lazy to repeat everything to everyone every time!

Both Tobio and Natsume started asking their questions to Azazel, who patiently provided explanations. Azazel informed them about Natsume and three others possessing the Four Fiend's Sacred Gears, while Tobio and Lavinia possessed Longinuses.

Learning about the Longinuses surprised Tobio and Natsume, realizing they possessed such rare and powerful weapons.

At some point in their conversation, Kuroka arrived, drying her hair, lying lazily on the sofa. She had been instructing Natsume on how to fight for the past two days.

Tobio asked Azazel about the egg, and Azazel explained that its purpose was to draw out their inherent abilities and manifest their Sacred Gears.

Tobio then inquired about their classmates, and Azazel smiled, confirming that they were indeed still alive. This revelation renewed Tobio's determination and made him feel relieved.

After explaining everything, Azazel ended the call, leaving Tobio and Natsume deep in thought about their next steps. They were determined to save their friends but knew they needed more allies.

They decided to seek out more of the Four Fiends' Sacred Gear holders as Natsume proposed joining forces against the Utsusemi Agency, to which Tobio agreed, much to her delight. She mentioned they would meet another ally, Kouki.

Lavinia and Kuroka remained silent, observing the unfolding plans. Their role was to assist Tobio and Natsume in adapting to combat while ensuring their safety.

Meanwhile, Kouske and the Nakiris were actively investigating the Utsusemi situation, as it stemmed from issues within the Five Principal Clans. This reassured Lavinia and Kuroka, as they trusted Kouske to handle the situation and ensure everyone's safety.

However, Tobio still didn't know what lay ahead for them all after this incident. The fates of the Four Fiends would always intertwine, with the God Killing Dog at their center. No matter where they were, fate will always unite them all!

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Chapter 57: 98. First Time!

Notes:

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Chapter Text

Omniscient POV

Meanwhile on Kouske's side, [Kouske's 14 years old]

[Warning: NSFW/R-18]

*slurp* *slurp*

Heavy kissing sounds could be heard in the bathroom. Kouske was currently with Sakuya. But unlike the other times, this time Sakuya was completely naked, revealing her ripe buds to Kouske.

Their relationship has progressed a lot over the years. They had already done most of the things that couples do, from innocent dates to French kisses to playful touches, cuddling, and everything in between.

They had... Sakuya had become bolder in her approach. Unlike their usual encounters, her usual inhibitions were gone, replaced by a boldness that left him breathless.

Now she no longer uses swimsuits or bathrobes when they are active in the bathroom at night.

Tonight, Sakuya was laying it all bare, her flushed skin and inviting curves a sight he could barely tear himself away from.

Kouske stood mesmerized, his gaze tracing the smooth skin Sakuya revealed so confidently tonight.

Her entire body turned red as Sakuya tried to hide her breasts with one hand and her core with the other. Kouske could see Sakuya's face turning bright red.

Kouske felt a familiar heat bloom in his core, but a new kind of yearning simmered beneath it.

As Kouske enjoyed her full figure in her bewitching birthday suit, he approached her and hugged her.

Kouske himself is also naked. So his warm, fully erect penis presses against her stomach, causing Sakuya to squirm slightly in his arms.

"Kouske-sama..." says a flushed Sakuya with uneven breath, looking at him with longing eyes.

Kouske sees a blush creep up her neck as she realizes the intimacy of the moment. Instead of continuing with his previous actions, he opts for a more tender approach.

He reaches out and gently tucks a stray strand of hair behind Sakuya's ear. "Sakuya," he murmurs, his voice husky with emotion, "you look beautiful."

Kouske could see her flush deepening. Sakuya's heart felt warm as a smile crept up on her face. Kouske caressed her face, her eyes, and her lips, as both of their heartbeats became heavier.

Desire simmered in their gazes, a silent conversation passing between them. Kouske's hands lingered on Sakuya's arms, sending shivers down her spine.

The years of unspoken emotions, the playful touches that had blossomed into something more, all swirled in the humid air.

"Sakuya," he murmured, his voice husky with unspoken desires.

"I love you," Kouske cupped her face, his touch feather-light, and for a moment, everything else faded away. Then he stole a kiss before Sakuya could get a chance to say her piece.

"MMMMmmmmmnnnnhhhh~~"

It started as a light and warm, innocent kiss, but with time, it became a full-blown French kiss, each trying to feel the other's warmth, their tongues entangling as they exchanged saliva.

After a few minutes of intense kissing, they pulled away, still unsatisfied, with yearning looks and heavy breathing. Meanwhile, Kouske's hands explored her entire body, cupping her soft molds, molding them to his desires. 

Kouske did not stop. He continued to press against her, as his six inches of length began to grow larger and hotter, almost burning, with desire. Kouske kept touching her breasts.

"Aahnn~ Ahhhnnn~ Haah~"

At first, he gently circled around her breasts, then slowly centered toward her nubs.

"Uuummmm~"

Her muffled moans and raspy voice could be heard throughout the bathroom. Sakuya bit her lip to stop her moaning. But then Kouske reached for her erect nubs.

During that time, Kouske used his Deft Touch (C) skill to enhance her sensational feeling and his own skills with the hands.

As Kouske slowly reached the nub, he flicked it hard with his fingers, causing Sakuya to moan loudly.

She couldn't help but cry out in pleasure as her pussy lips became wetter and wetter and they began to drip more.

"Hhiiii~! Aaaaaahhhhnnnn~! Huuuuu~~!"

For a moment, her eyes were glazed and her mind was fuzzy, as she couldn`t comprehend what had just happened. Her whole body convulsed as she quivered, holding Kouske tighter than ever as her nails dug into his skin... Or at least tried to. His skin as tough as a dragon's, couldn't be pierced by her delicate nails.

*pant* *pant*

*huff* *huff*

"Haah... Haahh~ Haaahhh~~!"

It took a whole minute for her to calm down, as she breathed heavily. Kouske gave her support as her body slowly got limp, and he gently caressed her back. She had just had her first orgasm.

Kouske gave her time to get back to her game, as her hazy mind became clearer. She looked up at Kouske, embarrassed to see his smiling and accommodating face. She couldn`t hold herself back as she jumped on him to take his lips.

"MMMMmmmmmhhhhnnnn~~~~"

Kouske fell backward onto the bathroom floor, which had somehow turned into a soft bed somewhere along the way. It was their first time. It may be kinky to do it in the bathroom and all, but he still needed a comfortable bed for their first time together.

So Kouske had already brought out a bed from his inventory, with a love heart made of blue and red roses, both of their favorite flowers, in the middle of the bed.

Sakuya was now sitting on top of Kouske who was lying on the bed. Her pussy lips covered his length, dripping them with her scent, her love juices.

Sakuya`s eyes held a look of longing and somehow Kouske could imagine a heart mark in her eyes. Sakuya leaned down and kissed him on the lips.

"MMMMMmmmmmmhhhnnnnn~~~~"

Hot saliva is exchanged with their hot breath. The kiss was intense, but not vulgar or anything. At times, both of them longed for each other, longed for each other's love. Nothing more.

As their kiss continued, Kouske's warm, bulging length was squeezed and massaged beneath her rapidly moving pussy.

Her folds wrapped around his length, trying her best to welcome him inside, as his length became wet and covered with her fluids as if to mark it as her own.

As the kiss went on, Kouske didn`t stop and kept holding her soft buttocks. His hands grabbed her ass, pressing them together, and his red handprints could be seen on her ass cheeks. They were as soft as they were firm.

Then his hands were molding her breasts too, all to his liking, then exploring her whole body. A moment later, their kiss ceased, and streaks of saliva could be seen as their mouths parted. But, Sakuya had a rather cute unsatisfied look on her face.

"You are being so proactive today. I guess, you are ready," replied Kouske in a husky voice, his years of emotions laid bare.

"Hmmnn. But first..." Sakuya said as she brought her face closer to his dick, looking at it with mesmerizing eyes.

"Let me please you. You already made me cum. It`s only fair if I do the same!" Sakuya said with a smirk as she brought the entire length of his cock into her view. But suddenly her breathing stopped for a moment.

"I-It's so big…" Sakuya muttered with wide eyes, as soft swallowing sounds could be heard.

She was shocked to see the monster at close range. She wondered if it would even fit inside her or not. But her curiosity and desire were greater than her fear. She wouldn't waste her years of patience and joy now.

"What? Are you scared?" asked Kouske, teasing.

"N-no. I can take it," replied a nervous Sakuya, firmly.

"Don't overdo yourself, okay? I love you," says Kouske warmly.

"Hmm. I love you too," said Sakuya, smiling.

Then, Sakuya`s hot breath falls on top of his length, making Kouske's body tremble a bit. Sakuya then grabbed his cock, but even with both hands, she couldn't wrap it all the way around.

His cock had bulging veins on it. Sakuya could feel his blood pumping and his heart pounding through it. Sakuya, with loving eyes, looked at Kouske's face, as she gently pressed her lips on it.

She could smell the pungent scent it gave off. She pressed up her nose against it, completely absorbing the scent of her lover and master, making her body remember it.

She gave it gentle but affectionate kisses. She could see Kouske`s expression change each time, his body and penis reacting to her every move.

*Chuu~~* *Chuu~~*

Feeling confident, she licked the tip of the penis, taking in the slowly oozing pre-cum it was leaking. She had heard about how it had a fishy and pungent smell and a salty taste. But for her, it was different.

She loved the scent and the taste. Her body was fully accepting and adapting to it. She could feel her pussy getting wetter.

It was because of Kouske's skill, Sexual Calibration (C), making her like everything about him, adapting to his partner's preference.

Sakuya continued to slowly and gently but diligently lick the oozing pre-cum.

As she moved her hands upside down over his length, she could see the look on Kouske`s face, as more and more of his pre-cum began oozing out. With a smile appearing on her face, feeling happy, she licked his entire length.

Her tongue, slowly, but surely, ran down his full length, tasting him completely. She continued just licking him for a while. She could hear Kouske's soft moans in her ears.

"You love them, don't you? Let me use them," said Sakuya, holding her breasts and mushing them together.

She was feeling very happy, seeing her partner like this. She then wrapped her melons along his length, trying to completely cover his shaft. But his cock was still clearly visible outside, above her chest.

Then she slowly started moving her breasts up and down, while her lips sucked on the head of his cock. She licked the round head of his dick, swirling her tongue around it, while her breasts were moving up and down from all sides of his shaft.

Soon the pace began to increase, as she licked and swallowed his cock along with the movements of her breasts.

Loud slutty, slurping, thumping, and gulping sounds could be heard throughout the bathroom. All the while, Kouske's muffled moans were nothing but sweet nothings in her ears, becoming her confidence for the first paizuri and blowjob of her life.

A moment later, suddenly Kouske used his hand to block her head. She looked up at him, refusing to let go of his length in her mouth.

"Nhat?" asked Sakuya, still not letting go of his cock, while her tongue wrapped around it like a snake.

"Let`s change positions. I can't be the only one who feels good. Put your legs above my head," said Kouske, causing Sakuya to tilt her head in confusion as she continued to suck his dick off.

So they changed positions and Sakuya's hazy mind finally realized what it was. Her dripping pussy lips were right in front of Kouske's mouth.

Kouske opened her folds with his fingers, as more and more juices began to flow out. 
He ran a finger through her folds and then placed it inside her, making her moan louder as more of her juices flowed out.

But her moans were muffled by the monstrous cock that hadn't even entered her mouth halfway. Kouske then moved his fingers for a moment, then pushed another finger, then another, into her folds.

"Oooohhhh~~ Uuuuhhhhhh~~~"

He continued to insert and remove them. Each time, his fingers moved faster. After a while, he suddenly pulled all his fingers out.

This caused Sakuya's entire body to spasm as her pussy squirted out her love juices, drenching Kouske as he licked her pussy lips. It happened so quickly that Sakuya had no time to react. 

As her mouth remained engulfed in his length, she had a powerful, intense orgasm that caused her to swallow his length deeper as her body convulsed.

Her eyes rolled back as tears and snot could be seen in the corner of her eyes and nose. She gagged with the length deeper in her mouth.

*Cough* *Cough*

After a while, with a flushed face, and a plopping sound as she pulled his cock out of her mouth, she looked at him with undisguised anger.

"Didn`t I say I would be the one to pleasure you?!" complains Sakuya, looking at him with some contempt.

"Do whatever you want. I'll only take what's mine," said Kouske with a smirk, making Sakuya flush up at that.

"Hmph. You will regret this!" said Sakuya as she returned to her work.

She began violently sucking his cock, fully intent on making him cum. Kouske also enjoyed his meal as he continued to massage her sexy ass to his heart's content.

He then pulled on her areola while eating her pussy and biting her pussy bud, causing Sakuya to suddenly jolt.

She looked back at him hatefully but soon got back to her own work. 

She used her hands to squeeze her breasts around his cock as she swallowed his entire length, deeper into her mouth, even though she gagged and coughed, making Kouske look at her with concern.

But she didn't stop and all this was too stimulating for Kouske.

He soon came, as his penis grew larger as semen flowed down its length, and at certain intervals, he would shoot buckets of semen down her throat.

Sakuya kept her mouth down, trying to gulp down every last drop of his cum. She could taste different flavors at each interval as he shot and spurted semen.

It was because of Kouske`s Sexual Calibration (C) skill that made even his sperm taste like different delicacies to his partners. 

So Sakuya wasn't repulsed in the slightest. On the contrary, she quite enjoyed the delicacies. But there was so much of it that it leaked out of her mouth and nose, clogging her airways.

Soon, she gagged and with a loud plopping sound pulled out his length as it had still not stopped cumming, as it painted her whole face, hair, and breasts in its color.

"Uh. Sorry about that. I didn`t mean to shoot you like that," said Kouske after a while, as he knew most girls didn't like sperms being shot in their face and hair, as it's quite hard to rinse off the sticky thing from long hairs.

"Don't worry. I am happy that I made you feel that way," replied Sakuya. Shortly after she started licking his length again, fully intending to completely clean it. As she had her delicacy, Kouske continued to suck her pussy. Soon, she came for the third time as his tongue bore deeper into her pussy like a snake.

Even after ejaculation, Kouske`s length was fully erect. He flipped her onto the bed and he spread her legs while being on top of her body.

With a clean spell, Kouske made short work of anything dirty over her body or her mouth. Her mind was still hazy from her previous orgasm, but Kouske captured her lips, kissing her affectionately, causing her to squirm harder and her head started getting more and more dizzy.

Soon, Sakuya reciprocated and hugged Kouske tightly as she kissed him back. With wet sounds being heard throughout the bathroom, they kept seeking each other out and each other's warmth and love.

Sakuya could feel his erect, smoldering hot dick over her stomach as Kouske kept alternating between her breasts and her ass while kissing her.

Soon, Sakuya touched his hot length and started slowly jerking it off. Then as if she couldn't wait any longer, her whole body was hot and bothered.

"Kouske. Give it to me," mumbled Sakuya softly, with a yearning gaze. If this was any other time and not their first time, he would have liked to tease her here. But not today. It was the first time for them to connect. He didn`t want to ruin it in any way.

He was also ecstatic that she called him by his first name, without any honorific, for the first time. It made him happy. He was too excited but he couldn't hurry too much as it was Sakuya's first time and he didn't want to hurt her by any chance.

She had already told him beforehand that she was still a virgin. Kouske slowly aimed his length at her core. Her pussy lips were still dripping wet, drenching his dick.

He moved his dick in a circle in her folds and properly lubricated it with her fluids. It made Sakuya moan even louder. She was still looking at him with impatient, longing eyes.

"Hurry... I need it... I need you!" mumbled Sakuya with a flushed face, after gently kissing his lips, she cupped his face affectionately.

"Okay," replied Kouske as he slowly started entering her folds. It was hot... too hot to be honest. The tightness was unbearable. He didn't want to hurt her. So he was being slow and playing safe.

"You can be... a bit more... forceful, you know. I think... if you just pushed it... in one go... it will hurt less and be better," said Sakuya in between her breaths as she bit her lips to hide her pain. Kouske seeing her like this, made a decision. He pulled out his dick all the way to the outside.

"Uuuhh~~"

And then smashed right into her in one go.
"Aaaaahhhhhnnnnn~~~~~!" Sakuya yelled in both pain and pleasure as she felt her consciousness fading away.

Her pussy was bleeding and convulsing around his cock, wrapping tightly around it. But Sakuya didn't want to pass out at their most important moment.

Through clenched teeth, Sakuya pushed back and stayed conscious. She gave a beautiful smile to Kouske, who looked so worried.

"Thank you," mumbles Sakuya.

"Are you okay?" asks Kouske in concern.

"I am fine. Keep... going. It's... not fully in... right?" asked Sakuya with gritted teeth, looking at his length that was only halfway in.

Kouske, seeing her determination, slowly made his way in as he pushed his hips. Her insides were burning hot, almost like smelting lava.

Her recently virgin folds were pressing tightly against his length, from all sides, making things harder but more pleasurable for him. His breath was hissed.

With a slow breathing motion, he pushed his entire length inside while Sakuya did the same.

She tried to keep her breathing slow but steady, fully enjoying and feeling his length. After a brief pause, as both of them were okay to move, Kouske started with a slow and soft movement. It was slow but extremely pleasurable for both of them.

They both could feel each other better. With both of their soft moans filling the bathroom, Kouske slowly began thrusting harder and faster as Sakuya's folds began to take his shape and become more comfortable with his length. Kouske started kissing her from time to time, while she returned the favor, both showing love to each other.

"Hhhiii~! Aaaahhhnnn~~ Hhhhaaahhh~~~!"

Kouske pulled at her nipples and bit into them, making her moans louder. Kouske ran his tongue over her breasts, kissing and licking them both affectionately. But gradually he became aggressive as his kisses and sucking became faster and harder. He took both of her nipples into his mouth at the same time and sucked on them harder than ever, as his piston also became harder.

"Aaaahhhhh~~"

He was taking out his full length outside her folds, up in the air. But her folds were extremely tight, not letting him go at all. With some effort and clenched teeth, he pulled his entire length out with a loud plopping sound as her face contorted into a dissatisfied moan, her pussy seeking his cock. 

"Muuu~ Hggmmnh~`

His cock was aimed right at her core. Then suddenly he dived deep into her folds and reached all the way to her stomach, in one single thrust, forming a shape as large as his own length outside, above her belly. One could see his entire length moving in and out of her folds through the shapes forming on her belly.

He started pounding so hard that Sakuya forgot to breathe for a moment, only her shrill screams echoed throughout the bathroom. Soon all the pain turned into a pleasure as her face contorted into a goofy smile, her eyes turned back, and her tongue elongated outside.

Kouske continued to pump inside her, for what seemed like hours as they continued to kiss, exchanging more than just saliva. At this point, Sakuya's mind was completely blank with a hazy feeling and extreme pleasure.

But she was not completely idle. She responded to his every action, unconsciously wrapping her legs around his waist and helping him pump harder.

As he pounded her harder and harder, at one point, he could feel his cum building up. At this point, Sakuya had already orgasmed countless times.

"Sakuya! I-I am gonna cum!" said Kouske, holding his breath as he frantically moved through her folds. All the while, Sakuya wrapped her legs around Kouske's waist. Her womb had long since lowered to reach his semen.

His length was already kissing her womb and even entering her womb as they conversed. Hearing Kouske's words, Sakuya's mind cleared up a bit but she could already feel herself getting ready to have the biggest orgasm she had had today.

"D-do it. I-inside me. I w-want it inside!" Sakuya cried out as her legs wrapped tighter around his waist, making him thrust deeper into her. Only the sound of loud thumping and intense sex remained in the room.

*Thump* *Thump*

She could feel her womb completely lowering, embracing and kissing his length, to get fertilized. She could feel herself ovulating, fully prepared to take his sperm and get impregnated.

Thankfully, even though Kouske had the ability to impregnate anyone, anytime, anywhere, thanks to his skill, Sexual Calibration (C), they had already talked about when to have a baby.

In this harsh world, they still were yet to be ready to raise a child of their own, so soon. But because of the skill, he could still cum inside her without any tension or complications.

As Kouske pounded even harder and faster, he soon released his semen inside Sakuya's ovulating womb.

"Uuummmm~~ Aaaahhhhhhhhg~~~! Aaaahhhhhh~~~~~~~~!"

Sakuya yelled the loudest, feeling the full weight of his cum invade her womb as she came the hardest. Soon Kouske kissed her to muffle her moans as he continued to give her a big creampie.

Soon, his sperm flooded out of her womb as the amount was just too much for her. Her womb couldn't contain it all. After a while, both of them stopped cumming. The two looked at each other affectionately as they leaned in and kissed each other happily to commemorate their first lovemaking.

Sakuya felt sad as she pouted, that she couldn't take in all his sperm and felt reluctant to separate from the warmth. Even though Kouske could have gone for more rounds, he stopped because it was only their first time and he didn't want to bother Sakuya too much.

That night, they slept in that state, Sakuya holding his entire length inside her, his semen coating her womb as her legs wrapped tightly around him, not wanting to leave him too soon. They slept while hugging and cuddling with each other.

The next morning, when an embarrassed Bertrand peeked into the bathroom to call Kouske for his meeting with Nakagami, she fainted on the spot. She couldn't maintain her consciousness in the husky, masculine scent wafting in the air, along with the scene she had just witnessed, confirming what she had heard yesterday.

Upon seeing her, Kouske and Sakuya couldn't help but sigh. Over the years, Kouske's relationships with most of the girls in his life have changed significantly.

Some of them had even become his lovers, like Lavinia, Kuroka, Valerie, Tarte, Cleria, and a few others.

Meanwhile, some were more than just friends but not yet lovers, like Bertrand, Momo, Tsubaki, Navirose, Rangiku, Esri, and Serafall.

Kouske was still confused about his relationship with Esri, Serafall, and Rangiku, as they had not said anything directly, just teasing each other sometimes. They all had their own problems and stuff. It was ambiguous, to be honest.

Others were too innocent or distant to start a relationship with, like Asia, who was too innocent, Koneko, who was too young, and things were still different with Sona, Seekvira, Saki, and Rin.

There were some others, but let's not delve deep into it. Kouske would need many of his years to resolve his many womanly problems and solve them all!

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Chapter 58: 99. Desire and Developments!

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Over the years, Kouske has significantly expanded his Sabnock territory, fully reclaiming the lost lands and even further expanding after clearing the pits.

In the newly colonized lands, he was establishing cities and farmlands to cultivate unique crops, fruits, flowers, trees and vegetation.

Additionally, he had opened a training ground for the general populace, where they were being trained by professionals.

Although it functioned much like a school, he chose not to call it one to avoid potential conflicts with the nobles.

Kouske preferred to avoid the hassle of dealing with their stupid objections on opening schools for the commoners, for now.

But he had the right to strengthen his territory by training the commoners, and the nobles couldn't hold anything against him for this.

As a result, the overall power of the territory was rising over the years. Akatsuki members were almost always seen in the territory, and it had become quite common to see them there.

He had been making the commoner devils and Akatsuki members work together. While devils, especially the noble ones, had prejudices against other races, most commoner devils were too busy with their own lives to engage in blatant racism.

So, making the natives accept the Akatsuki members wasn't that tough, though some problems still persisted. Bertrand also knew about Kouske being Akatsuki.

Over the years, she had proven her loyalty and earned his trust. The relationship between Kouske and her had evolved beyond mere master and servant, especially when she had unintentionally expressed her willingness to become one of his concubines several times.

To be honest, Kouske never liked the term concubine; if he was going to have a harem, all of them would be his wives.

He had been training her to become stronger, as she wanted to become his Knight.

Kouske also made a taming contract with her and acquired her bloodline power, Abyssal Slash (C+), an ability to cut through things, which was quite powerful in his opinion.

Kouske had also discovered that Gasper was actually a girl, not a boy, and it happened in a rather strange way.

During the opening of one of their hot spring resorts, Kouske had dragged Gasper into the men's bath when she tried to join the other girls in the women's bath.

He 'found out' she was a 'girl' in the bath. She was a blushing mess. Let's not delve further into it; it was one of Kouske's most embarrassing moments.

For years, he had been unknowingly bullying the poor girl. But it wasn't entirely his fault. Gasper had the same face and behaviour of the male one from the original story.

So it wasn't that hard to mistake her gender. He quickly apologized before any other men entered the bathroom and sent her back to the girls' area.

Since then, Kouske had been calling her 'Gaspy,' like Valerie did. Otherwise, it just felt too weird for him to call her Gasper.

After that, Serafall and the other Satans had organized a tournament for the commoners, recommending the top fifty participants for the rank-up examinations to ensure fairness and equality in the Underworld, gaining massive commoner devils' support for the New Satan Faction.

Many of Kouske's new retainers excelled in the tournament, earning recommendations and achieving Middle Class devil status after the rank up exam.

To avoid accusations of favoritism, Kouske prohibited some of his retainers from participating, as many of them were physically as powerful as an Ultimate Class devil. The tournament was scheduled to be held every five years.

It also silenced the laughter of the nobles who had mocked him behind his back and spread false rumors about him having only commoner retainers, thereby looking down on him.

Now, with Middle Class devils also serving as retainers in his household, they could no longer make such disparaging remarks.

With the looming threat of the future ExE invasion, Kouske had been dedicated to strengthening everyone in recent years.

Well, founding the organization Akatsuki was also aimed at preventing the future ExE invasion and defeating Trihexa (666).

And if he finds himself unable to confront the machine gods at that time, he has the option to escape to other dimensions with his friends and family, or seek assistance from allies from those worlds.

Especially powerful people like Rimuru, Milim, Veldora etc. This is why he plans to visit Tensura in the future.

However, this is only considered as a last resort. Ideally, he prefers to face the ExE gods alongside the inhabitants of this world.

Over the years, he has taken many mistreated people under his wing. Kouske has been secretly clearing the pits in the center of the Underworld to establish a hidden country, and the Demiplane has also been expanding significantly.

His research has extended to developing Fertility Pills, a medicine aimed at guaranteeing pregnancy for races that struggle with conception.

He has also made low class potions (very low quality) that can be found in some rare markets, as a show that he can also use his bloodline ability for alchemy too.

Additionally, he has been investigating the Sleeping Disease, leveraging his bloodline ability that grants him mastery over alchemy. Kouske has indeed been quite busy in recent years.

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In the morning, after cleaning up, Kouske was in the office room with Bertrand and Tarte while Sakuya was back to her duties as usual, making breakfast with the other maids.

It was the morning right after Kouske and Sakuya had their first time together, in this life.

At least he managed to get a lovey-dovey morning kiss from Sakuya before she could go all stoic and enter her maid mode.

As Kouske checked the papers related to his territory, Tarte poured him tea, standing still behind him like a diligent maid.

Over the years, she had fully embraced the 'art of being a maid.' Whenever Sakuya was busy and couldn't be beside him, Tarte always stayed by his side and accompanied him from place to place.

Bertrand also tagged along, insisting it was important for a knight to ensure her lord's safety.

Sakuya could stay by his side all the time if she wanted, but she thought it would be unfair to the others.

She believed he should spend more time with the other girls whenever he could, as Sakuya and Lavinia were the ones he mostly spent his time with.

"Thanks, Tarte. It's delicious. How are your missions going?" Kouske asked as he sipped the tea.

For a while now, Tarte had been working with the kids from the Holy Sword Project on various missions as their leader.

They were mostly active around the Vampire Faction, a bit away from the Church Headquarters.

"It's going well, Kouske-sama. But we have been looking for a certain necromancer from the Tepes Faction for a while now, and still haven't found him," replied Tarte, her expression suddenly turning frightening just at the memory.

Kouske could feel the murderous intent radiating from her. He knew that necromancer must have done something terrible to provoke such a reaction.

As she was lost in her thoughts, Kouske suddenly and firmly slapped her plump ass, eliciting a startled yelp.

*Slap*

*Yelp*

"Eeepp!" Tarte yelped in surprise. Her exclamation turned into a low moan as Kouske began kneading her tight ass.

"U-umm, Kouske-sama?" asked Tarte, her voice shaky as she tried to hold back her moan, her face deep red.

"Hgghnn..."

"Cool down a bit, will you? Don't get too absorbed in work. You should try to relax too," Kouske said caringly, removing his hand from her ass but not before giving her one more hard slap.

*Slap*

*Yelp*

"Eepp!" Tarte yelped again.

"So, where is the report about the businesses in the west district of the territory?" Kouske asked, turning his attention to Bertrand, who had been quietly standing in the corner of the room, furiously blushing. She hadn't said anything since the morning incident.

"Hmmnn?" Bertrand responded absentmindedly.

"The papers," Kouske reiterated, extending his hand.

Tarte, beside him, was lightly rubbing her plump ass with a red tint and pout on her face.

It had been a while since Kouske and Tarte had officially started going out and became lovers, so it was pretty normal for them to get a bit intimate nowadays.

"Oh! Sorry. Here," Bertrand apologized, handing over the papers.

"It's alright," Kouske replied, smiling, as he started going through the files.

The west side of the Sabnock territory housed many of his businesses, particularly the shopping district.

This area included malls selling Akatsuki's exclusive products, hotels and hot spring resorts, an arcade building resembling a vertical gaming console controller with toy guns on top sides, named Control, shops specializing in one-time-use magic circles, stores dealing in monster remains from the pits, and outlets for his hand crafted weapons and medicines.

He had already started his hotel and hot spring resort business in the human world and some of the other devil territories with the Gremory family's help. Sirzechs had fulfilled his promise to assist him in his business, and it was going well for the moment.

The arcade and the one-time-use magic circles were a massive hit. Sadly, Elle had been spending too much time in there. So he had to ban her for a while.

Kouske had revolutionized the market by selling the one-time-use magic circles at reasonable prices, something no one else had done before.

These circles were a massive hit, bringing in huge revenue. As he reviewed the reports, he couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction at the success of his ventures.

Many nobles were infuriated with Kouske for making magic circles accessible to commoners, albeit weaker ones.

However, their opinions didn't matter to him. But the meetings with many clan heads and the reporters were a constant pain.

"Now, give me the letters," said Kouske, asking Bertrand for the correspondence.

With his skills, going through the previous papers was instantaneous, making Bertrand and Tarte amazed despite having seen it many times.

"Here," Bertrand handed him the letters.

Being his secretary was mostly Sakuya or Tarte's job, but Bertrand had been following him for a while in many places.

So he thought he might as well make her accustomed to these tasks to lessen their workload.

As Kouske was going through the letters, he saw many requests for meetings to discuss new business ventures.

He could tell that some of them were from spies sent by other clan heads, trying to cause losses for him or bind him to unfavorable contracts, based on the connections these people had with the other clans.

Kouske obviously wasn't going to accept their requests. But there was one name that he found important: Naud Gamigin, from one of the 72 pillar devils, a very famous announcer of the Underworld media.

It seemed he wanted to host a one-time program about the Sabnock's return. The idea itself didn't seem bad to Kouske, but the day Naud asked for the meeting was a bit troubling—he had date plans with Tarte that day.

So, he quickly wrote a letter in response to reschedule the meeting for another day. Tarte, being beside him, could see him writing the letter.

"Um, are you declining his request? He would actually be a good help to boost our clan's image," said Tarte.

"I am not declining. I am just delaying it for a bit. We have our date that day, right?" said Kouske casually.

"Huh?" Tarte let out a confused noise as a blush slowly crept up her face.

"Y-you d-don't have to worry about that. This meeting is important. We don't know if he would be willing to postpone it; he is one of the most influential media personnel. What if his ego gets hurt? He is a devil after all..." Tarte went on, not wanting any opportunities to be missed just because of her.

Kouske suddenly held her hand and pulled her onto his lap, making her yelp in surprise, making them come face to face.

*Yelp*

"Nah, you are more important to me. So don't worry. We don't really get much free time together anyway, and I won't let it go to waste," said Kouske, making Tarte turn her face to the side, her cheeks reddening at his words, causing her heart to flutter.

Kouske noticed the tints of red in her ears, even as she tried to hide her face. Gently, he turned her face back toward him, bringing her face closer to his own.

"You look adorable," said Kouske, gently, in her ears, making a shiver run down Tarte's back. Then, looking at her cute face, he affectionately touched and rubbed her nose with his own.

Soon he took her supple lips in his own and started kissing her, his hands creeping up to her soft breasts, pulling on her nipples, making her squirm and let out muffled moans.

"Nnggh... Mmm..."

She began to reciprocate, their tongues twisting and twirling inside each other's mouths, mixing their saliva.

Tarte wrapped her arms around his body, pulling him closer as her firm and spongy breasts pressed against his robust chest, mushing them together, changing their shape.

Kouske's hands were exploring her ass, rubbing and molding it as his hand slowly slipped inside her panty.

After some time, Tarte jerked back, arching her body backward in his hold. She reached her first orgasm, pure bliss and small tears evident in her eyes.

The sudden arching interrupted their kiss, showing a string of saliva connecting their lips.

It was the first time Kouske had been so proactive with her.

Maybe, after his first experience, his sense of desire had increased, making him want more. He is an evil dragon after all.

Tarte was huffing and puffing in bliss; it was her first time feeling anything close to this.

Exhausted from the sudden increase in her hormones, she fell asleep peacefully in his arms.

Kouske hugged and smelled her soft body affectionately for a while, making her squirm and rub her pussy on his length over his pants in her sleep.

Soon, Kouske gently put her down on the chair next to him.

Then he looked at the person who had been ignored for too long.

Bertrand was looking at them hotly, her face fully red as her legs squirmed and rubbed together where she stood.

Slowly, her hands crept down to her legs, but she stopped as she noticed Kouske looking at her state.

She was a blushing mess, her heart rate and breathing uneven.

Seeing him gaze at her embarrassing state, she panicked, blushed, and tried to run out of the room. Her mind was also full of the incident from just this morning.

"S-s-sorry! I will e-excuse myself!" Bertrand stammered, attempting to flee the scene in her embarrassment.

"Wait," Kouske ordered, stopping her in her tracks, her head bowed in shame, awaiting his next command.

"Wanna join?" Kouske asked, smiling at her.

"Huh?!" she exclaimed, bewildered.

"You love me, right? I've also come to like you over the years. Maybe it's fine to make it official," said Kouske, urging her to come closer.

"My Lord~..." she whispered.

"Just call me Kouske. You don't really have to be so stiff. It's already been years," said Kouske.

"How could I?"

After some back and forth, she finally agreed to call him by his name when they were alone.

She slowly approached him as he suddenly lifted her up into his arms, placing her gently on his lap, bringing them face to face.

*Yelp*

Then he gently kissed her to mark the moment. She responded, though her inexperience showed—it was her first kiss ever.

They followed their desires as she wrapped her legs around his waist, but Kouske restrained himself, respecting the significance of their first time together. He didn't go any further than some hot kisses.

But their intimate moment was interrupted when Sakuya suddenly entered to call everyone to breakfast.

Throughout the hot session, Tarte remained wide awake, though she pretended to be asleep, her face flushed red.

Both Kouske and Bertrand paused, unsure if Sakuya would be upset, especially after their first night together just the previous evening.

Sakuya showed no anger; she simply urged Kouske to join them at the table, a hint of blush softening her usually stoic expression.

"Okay. We will soon be there," Kouske replied as Sakuya went back.

"Bertrand, tell old man Dutch that I'll be meeting him next week," said Kouske, gently setting Bertrand down on the ground from his lap.

Kouske referred to the Beleth clan ancestor by that name. His sudden intention to meet the ancestor puzzled her, but she resolved to follow her lord's orders.

"Y-yes, I will relay that message, K-kouske-sama" replied Bertrand, her cheeks still flushed as she tried to compose herself after the intimate moment.

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Three days later, Kouske took Tarte and Bertrand with him to meet the Nakiris. It would also work to provide some experience to them.

He planned to meet them as himself, not under his Akatsuki persona, since the Nakiri siblings already recognized his face.

It was clear they knew Kouske and Akatsuki were the same person, especially since he had been using his adult appearance, merely changing his hair and eye color.

Their previous meetings had already established this, so there was no need for secrecy.

This time, they were meeting to discuss the Utsusemi Agency and the recent kidnapping of children.

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Chapter 61: 100. Holy Sword and the Four Divine Beasts!

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Omniscient POV

Italy,

In a rural town's high school in an outlying province, an exorcist was taking decisive action. This old school building had become a stronghold for a devil and its peerage, gathering night after night.

They enticed the surrounding residents with sweet words, granted their desires, and exacted compensation in return.

Detecting such activities near the heart of Christianity—the Vatican, the Catholic headquarters—was something the devout, who had been combating devils and fallen angels for years, could not overlook.

The Vatican had immediately dispatched an agent, a warrior, an exorcist, who then performed an exorcism ceremony on the devils.

The ceremony, in other words, to destroy the devil.

The interior of the old school building that had become the devil's stronghold was soaked in blood.

The corridor, walls, chairs, and desks—everything was covered in it.

The cause was a sword emitting holy waves, wielded by a male Catholic priest, who had brought 'salvation' by exterminating the devils.

This ancient longsword, radiating a powerful holy aura, effortlessly cleared away the devil's peerage that had taken over the old school building, annihilating them completely.

The devils, slain by the specialized weapon that converted holiness into divine protection, were not high-class beings and were reduced to nothing before vanishing.

The powerful aura of the legendary armaments known as 'Holy Swords' could vanquish even high-class beings.

The sword wielded by the male Catholic priest was among these legendary 'Holy Swords'.

For that reason, even though the devil in this old school building was of High Class, they couldn't avoid a fatal wound once struck.

The male Catholic priest, a mid-thirty-year-old of Italian lineage, stroked the growing beard on his chin with his left hand as he cornered the king of the peerage inside a room on the second floor of the old school building.

The devil who was the king of the peerage was a female devil. By appearance, she looked like a girl of about eighteen, but since devils could alter their appearance, one couldn't ascertain their age at a glance.

The Catholic priest spoke, "It's regrettable, but your entire peerage has been destroyed. What's left...is only you."

The girl, a devil, glared at the Catholic priest and shrieked, "How dare you murder my peerage, you annoying pest!"

Her eyes released a perilous brilliance, and a blue-colored aura gathered around her hand.

She aimed her hand at him and fired the demonic power. If it scored a direct hit, even the Catholic priest wouldn't come away unscathed.

But the Catholic priest easily evaded it. Quickly sneaking into the female devil's reach, he performed a sweeping swing with the holy sword.

An instant later, the female devil raised a cry of deadly agony. Smoke rose from her whole body as her figure crumbled little by little until it finally vanished.

Having completely slaughtered the devils in the old school building, the male Catholic priest gave the holy sword a single swing before returning it to its scabbard.

Exiting the old school building after completing his mission, the Catholic priest found his assistant waiting for him at the gate.

The assistant, a white-haired boy of fourteen who was also his disciple, wore a mischievous expression. He was dressed in a priest's clothing for boys.

The boy, seeing his teacher return essentially uninjured, was in high spirits.

"Hey there, if it isn't Teach David! Even with fiendish, heinous devils as opponents, you beautifully, invincibly smashed them completely! I also placed a barrier around the old school building just as instructed."

Before his merry pupil, the male Catholic priest, David Cerro, rapidly confirmed the contents of the next job from a note in his pocket.

His orders were written on it. The note contained information about suspicious activity in Japan involving the fallen angels, Akatsuki, and a group of magicians, with the directive to head there.

The young boy, peering at the note, inquired eagerly, "Teach David, Teach David! As expected, it turns out we're going there, right?"

David confirmed the orders and placed the note back in his pocket. "Yes, that's our next destination. Prepare yourself; we leave soon."

The male Catholic priest, David Cerro, was a Vatican exorcist—a church warrior. He was a middle-aged man in his mid-thirties of Italian lineage with dark brown hair slicked back, and a growing beard and mustache. He dressed in the typical clothing of an exorcist and priest.

He was a serious man, often self-righteous, and a stern believer in the Christian religion. He believed that Sacred Gears, such as the Longinus, should be under the sole control of the Church.

Thus far, he had not only slain fiendish devils and fallen angels but also completely eradicated evil monsters. The 'Holy Sword' that he possessed was his greatest strength. He was also a natural-born holy sword wielder.

"Yeah, on top of that, we're to investigate the location of a conflict between the Akatsuki, Grigori, and the magicians of Wizards of Oz. Let us prepare. For now, we'll head back to the subdivision and then immediately leave this country," David declared.

At David's statement, the boy raised a clamor.

"Hyahahaah! A foreign country! Let's go beat down the heretics of a foreign country! I should give praise to the Archangel Gabriel-sama's breasts for once again slowly raising my faith!"

"Watch your tongue. Don't be rude to Gabriel-sama!" David admonished, chopping Freed on the head.

Freed moaned in pain, covering his head and rubbing it as he stared at David, mouthing, "Sorry."

*sigh*

"See here, Freed. Our goal is only to investigate the fallen angels and the magicians in Japan and exterminate them depending on the situation. According to intelligence, those guys appear to be carrying out a dangerous plot in that country."

"I understand, I understand. So, depending on the circumstances, we should execute judgment with that 'Galatine' of yours, huh, Teach?"

The boy—Freed Sellzen—directed his gaze at the 'Holy Sword Galatine' hanging from his teacher's waist.

Gelatine was one of the Holy Swords and the Sibling Sword of Excalibur. It is said to be an extremely tenacious sword whose blade would never get nicked.

"You should also remember that judgment is done under the justification of compassion, Freed," David admonished.

Freed made a salute pose. "Yessir, Teach. We shall beat them down with restraint~."

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Himejima Clan Territory, Japan

[A/N: This occurred after the defeat of Hanezu Himejima, with Tobio Ikuse and the Utsusemi Agency now being known among the foolish Five Principal Clans. I'll reveal more in the upcoming chapters—I might just be building suspense, and everyone knows the story already! 🤣 But, things will still be a bit different with Kouske in the mix. Freed was thirteen during Slash Dog events, but I changed it a bit.]

At a certain place—the main shrine of the Himejima Clan—members of the family gathered in the outer sanctum. Each member wore a stern expression, fully aware of the truth behind recent events.

One of the bases of the 'Utsusemi Agency' had fallen under their control. Despite several fugitives managing to escape, the remains of one of the masterminds—those belonging to Himejima Hanezu—had been retrieved.

In the complete and utter silence, an aging man with a grim face, squatting before the inner sanctum, whispered softly.

"... It would be nice if our ties to the Grigori fate were finally severed. But now, there's even..."

With that single sentence, the outer sanctum erupted into a cacophony. Members of the clan all began voicing their views simultaneously.

"Suou-sama, is that acceptable? We've observed that one matter—negotiations regarding Akeno have already been concluded, but..."

The aging man, head of the Himejima clan, sighed once, as if disinterested.

"That was settled through a clandestine agreement with the Duke Family of the Seventy-Two Pillars. However, with that black-winged faction persistently encroaching upon Himejima territory, we cannot afford to remain passive."

"Protecting this country since antiquity, we are one of the five families, the Himejima."

These were resolute words, devoid of hesitation. A strong, unwavering determination filled the minds and bodies of everyone present. Soon after, members of the clan began expressing their opinions on the matter.

"We should seize this opportunity to narrow the gap with the other families. They too have unexpected Sacred Gear bearers, and fortunately, all the Sacred Gear wielders from their family were taken away by the Grigori."

"Even on the Shinra side, I've heard they had a daughter with a mirror-type Sacred Gear that allows contact with devils."

"It's evident that these calamities striking the Five Principal Families simultaneously are no mere coincidence."

[A/N: Mirror Alice cannot summon devils. It's just the propaganda of these racist geezers!]

"The Akatsuki organization—have we been approached by them to form a cooperative relationship regarding this matter?"

Upon hearing these words, the clan head retrieved a single piece of paper. It bore magical characters, clearly a request for cooperation from the magician organization known as 'Akatsuki'.

With an impassive expression, the clan head conjured a flame in his hand, swiftly reducing the paper to ash along with its contents.

"There's no need to collaborate with foreign practitioners. We must maintain a clear distance from that Evil Dragon who leads Akatsuki, as well as from Azazel, who is nothing more than a con."

That statement summed up the sentiment of the Clan members.

"As for that group with black wings... the Vatican may also take action."

"We'll maintain mutual nonintervention. If conflict arises, we'll condemn their actions."

The clan head's response was firm, and the discussion among the members continued earnestly.

"However, there is the matter of 'Oz'... a world akin to that of a picture book."

"...Grigori, Oz, and those who have rebelled against the Five Principal Clans keep appearing one after another..."

*sigh*

The unease among the clan members was palpable and understandable. They were already aware of the fallen angels and the magician association, not to mention the betrayal by the 'Utsusemi Agency'. However, the involvement of 'Oz' in these events came as a genuine surprise.

Until now, none among the Five Principal Clans knew of such a place's existence. Even among those gathered here, some harbored doubts.

Nevertheless, the Himejima clan head, Suou Himejima, made a decisive statement.

"Regardless, if these evils dare to set foot in Japan and bring disaster, it is our duty to eradicate them completely."

Everyone silently nodded in agreement. Yet, Suou Himejima sighed deeply and continued.

"Truly, the 'child' born from the lineage of my elder sister, who was exiled from the family... The incident with the 'lightning' was enough; what sort of strange curse has befallen this family?"

Decades earlier, Suou's sister Ageha had been exiled from the Clan. Since then, contact between them has been nonexistent. However, Suou never imagined that such an anomaly would arise from her lineage. Was it a flaw in the Himejima bloodline? Or perhaps the result of a pact with a mischievous pagan deity?

"Nevertheless, we cannot change what has emerged from the Himejima bloodline... Suzaku."

At the clan head's summons, a figure appeared.

"Yes."

It was a young girl with beautiful, glossy black hair that seemed perpetually wet. She exuded a cold, disciplined aura, showing no signs of hesitation.

Regarding the age of Himejima Suzaku, she had recently turned seventeen. She was the granddaughter of another elder sister of Himejima Suou, fittingly carrying the lineage of the sacred beast 'Suzaku' traditionally associated with the Himejima Clan.

In recent years, the heirs inheriting the sacred beasts of each of the Five Principal Clans had been notably youthful, a testament to the success of efforts to preserve their bloodlines.

However, beyond her lineage, Suou, as the clan head, held a special sentiment towards Suzaku. She bore a striking resemblance to the first one he had nurtured—Shuri, who had departed from them. Shuri, Suzaku's biological aunt, had fallen prey to the black-winged adversaries and tragically lost her life.

Reflecting on these memories, Suou addressed Suzaku after a moment of silent contemplation.

"I ask of you, the future herald of the Himejima clan... As the representative of those bearing the 'Red' name, can you perform the sacred Fire Dance for us?"

[A/N: Many of the Himejima's first names start with the character for red. This includes Suzaku herself as well as Suou, Ageha, Shuri, and even Akeno. But it seems Hanezu was rejected.]

She, Suzaku, bowed deeply.
"I would be honored to, Ojii-sama," she replied respectfully.

Upon hearing Suzaku's words, Suou nodded calmly. However, he then narrowed his eyes and looked down at the floor.

"However... Towards the daughter aligned with lightning and the devils. Towards the dog aligned with darkness and the fallen angels..."

He spoke in a hushed tone. "For now, let us designate him as 'The Fallen Dog God'."

[A/N: It somehow feels embarrassing if I had to say that in front of everyone. Kinda feels like a Chuunibyou thing. Btw, Suzaku talked about wanting to marry Tobio to make the other clan members accept him in Slash Dog volume 3! Canon Tobio with his harem, is a thousand times better MC than the pervert (Issei)!]

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Having been honored by the order from the clan head at the main shrine, Himejima Suzaku was walking through the grounds.

"Yo."

A cry pierced the air. It came from a boy in spectacles, seemingly her age. He possessed long, slender limbs and an aura that rivaled Suzaku's own, if not exceeded it.

"What's your business here, Seiryuu-kun?" Suzaku inquired.

Kushihashi Seiryuu shrugged. "Just wondering if it'll turn into a four-way brawl with the fallen angels and those magicians from the picture book."

As Suzaku resumed walking, she remarked, "It does get hectic around here. Not like you won't be putting in the effort as well."

Following behind her, Seiryuu replied, "It's the family's decision too, so we'll have to go along. By the way, I rushed over when I heard the Himejima clan had birthed the 'Dog God'. Isn't it amazing that it's a Longinus?"

Suzaku halted, speaking without turning. "Isn't it ironic? A dark blade born from the Himejima, guardians of Shintoism."

Sensing Suzaku's mood, Seiryuu forced a bitter smile. "Scary, scary..."

Changing the subject, he continued, "Do you even know, Suzaku? Its mere presence attracts the Four Fiends."

"—The 'Four Fiends' and the 'Dog God'. The old man of the Himejima clan must be furious."

"The Himejima clan is quite intriguing, isn't it? From dealing with fallen angels' misconduct to birthing the Dog God. And you alone are its savior?" Seiryuu remarked.

"No, I too originated from the dark side. I've only been forgiven for those days," Suzaku replied. "Seiryuu, despite the transgressions, prepare a meeting place for the other Four Divine Beasts and Nakagami-dono."

Seiryuu smiled cheerfully at Suzaku's directive. "——That's your move huh? This ought to be fun. However, aside from Genbu-chan and that rambunctious Byakko, are you really going to go as far as to summon Ouryuu? That person is far harder to please than you can guess."

Suzaku gathered her long hair into a ponytail at the back. "I must oversee this personally. Not just the 'Four Fiends', but also Ikuse Tobio... Eventually, even in Tobio and Akeno's situation, I will ensure they are recognized as part of this family. ——I will accept even the family's darkness!"

The Dog, the 'Four Fiends', the 'Four Divine Beasts', and the 'Yellow Dragon' were all about to converge. But...

 

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Chapter 62: 2nd gifting session! (DxD)

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Chapter 63: 101. The Azure Dragon.

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Omniscient POV

In a dimly lit street within the Nakiri territory, Kouske, Tarte, and Bertrand made their way to the Nakiri clan's main house.

They had teleported just outside the territory, mindful of the potential consequences of devils being seen teleporting freely within the clan's borders.

Though Kouske was generally unconcerned about such matters, he respected Nakagami and his father enough to avoid causing unnecessary problems for them.

Unlike other clans, Kouske held a favorable impression of the Nakiris, particularly the clan leader and his children.

There was also the fact that in another world, he was also good family friends with another Nakiri clan members. This naturally gave him favorable impressions of them in a way.

The timing also provided an opportunity to enjoy the beauty of the setting sun, casting a serene glow over their walk.

Despite the delay due to his many responsibilities in Akatsuki and his Sabnock territory, Kouske savored the moment, walking hand in hand with Tarte and Bertrand.

The two women appeared equally pleased by the peaceful stroll, their cheerful chatter adding to the ambiance. However, their tranquil walk was soon interrupted.

Suddenly, a strange figure appeared in Kouske's field of vision. Directing his gaze forward, he noticed an unusual-looking boy.

The boy had a graceful face and seemed to be about the same age as Kouske. Maybe a bit older. He wore glasses and was dressed in a blazer that was primarily blue in color. He had gray hair and yellow eyes.

He had that smartass face that would make anyone irritated, the kind that suggested he thought he was smarter than everyone else.

His personality seemed to radiate a sense of superiority, which only added to the annoyance.

"You... you two are devils. What are you doing in this territory? We don't welcome devils here," said the boy, glaring intensely at Kouske and Bertrand.

"Don't worry, I'm not a bad devil," Kouske replied frivolously with a fake smile, annoyed that his alone time with the girls was being interrupted and that he was being questioned by a stranger.

"Heh. That's what all devils say," retorted the boy with glasses.

"But you don't have the right to make us go away. Are you someone from the Nakiri clan? This is their territory, after all, and we have business with them," replied Kouske.

"I am not from the Nakiri clan. But the Five Principal Clans still do not accept anything foreign. Are the Nakiris colluding with devils now?" asked the boy.

"They are not. We just have some business, and even our interactions have something to do with our own agendas. But who are you to question all this?" Kouske asked, a bit mad.

He didn't want to make trouble for the Nakiris, but he wouldn't accept being condemned by just about anyone for no reason, especially by the racist Five Principal Clans.

"I am Kushihashi... Seiryuu Kushihashi. You?" asked Seiryuu, looking directly at Kouske.

"I am Kouske Miyamura, the Sabnock's heir," replied Kouske.

"Oh. So, you are that guy. No wonder you looked familiar. Your name has been around for a while," said Seiryuu, thinking for a moment.

"If you've got what you wanted, we will leave now. We are getting late," Kouske said as he tried to walk away, but Seiryuu blocked his path.

"And what is this business that a devil has here?" asked Seiryuu, making Kouske angry.

"You don't have to know. Akatsuki sent messages to all your clans, but none of you even replied. So I don't have any business with you guys. Now move," said Kouske in a bit of a threatening tone as he kept walking forward.

"Oh, it's about that."

"Hey, wait," said Seiryuu as he tried to block Kouske by putting his hand on Kouske's shoulder.

But before he could do it, he was blown away by a kick from the tanned blonde walking beside Kouske.

Both Tarte and Bertrand had been quite angry since earlier as he had been very rude to Kouske and even disturbed their outing.

But they remained quiet as Kouske was speaking. But even after Kouske's warning, this guy...

"Enough of your rudeness!" Tarte snapped, her eyes blazing with anger. "You've crossed the line."

"If you take any other action, I'll act," warned Bertrand, glaring at Seiryuu.

"Heh, that's interesting. So you guys want a fight, huh?"

An indescribable pressure was released from Kushihashi Seiryuu's entire body. It was looking like an explosive situation.

Kouske was already mad at the guy, and judging by the power emanating from Seiryuu's body, he should be a good sparring partner for Bertrand, though he would probably lose if he fought Tarte.

Tarte had reached the intermediate Ultimate Class, wielding formidable abilities within her grasp.

Kouske had already advanced to the beginner Satan Class, having unlocked the final powers of Vritra, including Delete Field and Shadow Prison.

However, Bertrand had achieved only the peak of the High Class. It will be a good training for her.

After getting Kouske's silent agreement, Bertrand leaped forward in front of Seiryuu, her long, beautifully crafted white blade unsheathed from her scabbard.

Kouske had made her that sword by mixing Mythril and slime from Cid's world.

It was extremely sharp, mana-conductive, and durable, giving it a rank of C+. It would even slowly get stronger and higher in rank with the wielder.

"I am Kouske-sama's knight, Bertrand Beleth," declared Bertrand, her sword pointed unwaveringly at Seiryuu.

As a knight, she felt compelled to announce her name in this situation, having already received Kouske's permission to identify herself as his knight.

Seiryuu merely smiled in response. Suddenly, a powerful wind began to swirl around Seiryuu's body.

This aura of wind manifested into a spectral form behind him—a creature resembling an oriental dragon with a long, slender body.

This was the Azure Dragon, the Sacred Beast of the Kushihashi Clan, passed down through generations to the clan's strongest mystic, who was chosen by the Sacred Beast itself and given its name.

Endowed with the powers of the Wood Element, the Azure Dragon enabled Seiryuu to manipulate plants, control wind, and lightning, and enhance his magical and spiritual abilities with its aura.

Kouske looked at it interestingly as it was something very close to something like an Artificial Sacred Gear. So naturally he was interested.

Kouske's research was also going well. He even found some unique monsters in the center of the Underworld as he was clearing the pits.

They could even be compared to the Fiend of Deviousness which was the strongest among the Four Fiends that could possibly even devour Longinuses to gain their powers.

Kouske was naturally interested in that too. So getting Shigune this time around was one of his main reasons for getting involved in this. He also had those Evil Gods trapped in Akatsuki's prison.

Soon, after this incident, he planned to head to old man Ross and make the spear he wanted to make for a while to surprise Shishou. Then work on making the artificial sacred gears after that, independent type if possible.

While Kouske was lost in his thoughts, Bertrand and Seiryuu had already engaged in combat.

Fortunately, Tarte had quickly erected a barrier to conceal their fight from onlookers, something that Kouske had overlooked in his distraction.

"Thanks," Kouske acknowledged, glancing at Tarte.

"It's alright. Let's just hope she doesn't get hurt," Tarte replied, her gaze returning to the unfolding battle.

"Hmmm," Kouske murmured, refocusing his attention on the fight at hand.

Bertrand and Seiryuu were both enveloped in Touki as they leaped toward each other. Bertrand used her footwork to quickly close the distance and attack with her sword, but Seiryuu, despite being bare-handed, deftly deflected her strikes.

He targeted Bertrand's wrists without touching the sword itself, as the dark aura enveloping it triggered his instincts to avoid contact.

Seiryuu's mastery of hand-to-hand combat and superior martial arts skills allowed him to narrowly evade Bertrand's every attack by mere inches.

The azure dragon behind Seiryuu also joined the fray, making it even harder for Bertrand. She found herself on the defensive, unable to launch any effective counterattacks.

In a desperate move to gain some distance, Bertrand tried to retreat, but Seiryuu stomped on her foot, halting her escape.

He then struck with a Touki-condensed palm strike, enhanced with his wind and lightning elements.

Realizing her mistake, Bertrand quickly adopted a defensive posture, raising her sword and erecting a barrier. Despite her efforts, she was blasted away into the distance.

"Is that all you have?" Seiryuu taunted, trying to rile her up as he saw her standing back up.

This time, Bertrand didn't approach but started bombarding him with fire magic. Seiryuu used his talismans and chanted Shinto spells.

Soon, a barrier formed in front of him, with the talismans floating in the air to create the structure of a shield, effectively blocking her attacks.

Then he condensed a ball made of Touki, enhancing it with wind and lightning. He conjured multiple of them, spamming them toward Bertrand from a distance.

"Kouske-sama! We should help her," said Tarte trying to intervene as she was worried about Bertrand's safety.

"No need to. She can handle this on her own," but Kouske stopped her saying this.

Then, Bertrand's sword was once again enveloped in that same black aura. It was her bloodline ability, Abyssal Slash, which gave her the power to cut through anything.

She used her sword to cut through every single one of the Touki balls and even launched a black sword slash that cut through anything in its path as it headed toward Seiryuu.

Instinctively sensing the danger, Seiryuu dodged before it even got close. His barrier was cleanly cut through without any resistance, making him sweat a bit at the thought of what would have happened if he had stayed there.

Bertrand continued to spam the same slash attack from a distance. Seiryuu couldn't do much besides dodging the attacks for now.

The entire area was being sliced up by Bertrand's relentless attacks. However, Bertrand was visibly getting tired, and Seiryuu knew she would soon deplete her mana.

He just had to dodge and wait for now. But he didn't like the idea of winning like that.

Bertrand also noticed that her long-range attacks weren't effective and were only tiring her out. So she stopped and tried closing the gap again.

Seeing this, Seiryuu made a huge flower sprout from the ground. As it opened its petals, it began attacking her with numerous seeds, each one like a magical bullet.

Bertrand couldn't slice through all the seeds even if she wanted to, so she opted to conjure a powerful barrier. It barely held up, with many seeds grazing her skin and drawing blood.

Seiryuu then sprouted another flower, which started condensing the sun's rays. However, as the sun was almost setting, the power wasn't much, so he stopped it, realizing it wasn't going to help.

His whole body crackled with lightning, and he struck her with lightning and wind attacks.

After a while, Bertrand's barrier broke, but she suddenly leaped right at him at that time, gritting her teeth in pain from her injuries.

Even amidst the onslaught, Bertrand dived right into the barrage, and attacked from a blind spot overhead, aiming her sword at his neck.

Seiryuu, too absorbed in his attacks, was taken aback by her sudden desperate attack and couldn't dodge it in time.

If the attack connected, Seiryuu might actually die. Kouske didn't really want to kill him, so he dashed in just in time to stop both of their attacks, halting the fight.

Both of them looked at each other, stupefied for a moment, as they both seemed tired, huffing and puffing in exhaustion.

"What are you guys even doing? Why are you fighting here?" they heard a voice say.

They all turned towards the voice, but Kouske had already noticed that person entering through the barrier a bit earlier.

 

Notes:

[A/N: How is the chapter? I thought the girls should also get to show off once in a while. I will also make a chapter only for Tarte, Tosca Irina, and Xenovia. Those four will meet each other by chance. If Kouske fights, it will end very quickly as he is a legitimate Satan Class right now. This also happened after Tobio and Hanezu Himejima's fight which took place yesterday, the same day Kouske and Sakuya had their first time. Tobio's side will be shown in another chapter. So, while Tobio was fighting for his life, Kouske was having the best time of his life with Sakuya yesterday. 🤣😂😈]

 

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Chapter 64: 102. Slash Dog Part 3.

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Omniscient POV

Tobio welcomed the morning in one room of the hideout. It was a modest room with only one bed and a desk.

Seeing the black puppy curled up asleep at the foot of the bed, he recognized anew the truthfulness of yesterday's events. While lying in bed, Tobio exhaled.

He had also found a ray of hope amid the despair. No matter how, in spite of having been attacked by a reality that was hard to accept, he still wanted to save everyone... to save Sae.

Tobio again hardened the resolve in his heart. Having obtained a strong determination, Tobio went over in his mind what today's goals were.

It was to go to meet one of the delinquent students of Ryoukuu High School named Samejima Kouki.

Still in bed, Tobio recalled what he knew about Samejima Kouki. The last time he'd seen him, it was at the joint funeral for their classmates. That would have been a few weeks after the Heavenly Aloha Incident.

The funeral had progressed and already the time for it to conclude was approaching. Then the door was vigorously thrown open by someone entering.

About the same age as Tobio, he was a boy whose hair had been dyed a light brown. Everyone in attendance had focused on his appearance. Clasped in the boy's hand was a bouquet of flowers.

A delinquent had briskly intruded with extreme rudeness. With an expression of surliness in the presence of the deceased, he stood and looked upon a certain memorial portrait. The figure in this portrait, that person was a fierce-looking boy with hair dyed brown.

It was Maeda Nobushige, a very close friend of Kouki.

Then, he softly placed the bouquet he had brought upon the altar.

"You idiot..."

Without even joining his hands, he said as much, and then immediately turned on his heel to leave.

Having appeared like the wind, the delinquent went and left like the wind.

For Tobio, what left the greatest impression on him from the joint funeral, was this very scene.

It was Samejima Kouki. The most feared delinquent of Ryoukuu High School.

*Fuu*

Looking up at the ceiling, letting out a deep sigh, Tobio again sank his head into the pillow.

"...Ryoukuu's number one delinquent... Samejima."

Even if he had no prior memory of Minagawa Natsume, he could still distinctly remember Samejima Kouki.

With such self-derision, he covered his eyes with his arm. In the case of that young man in high school, since he carried such a title of delinquency it was only natural that he remembered him, or so he thought.

It was the one type of person that one must avoid during everyday school life.

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After freshening up, Tobio came out of his room to go to the kitchen for some food, as he was very hungry. He hadn't eaten much yesterday because of all the tension.

As he stepped out, he saw the strange black-haired girl from yesterday. He called her strange because he could see her ears and tails. She wasn't human like him and the others.

This realization made him understand that he hadn't been dreaming about all this. He had briefly met her last night and learned her name, which was quite a coincidence.

Her name was Kuroka Toujou, whereas Sae's surname was also Toujou. She had been the one to train Minagawa since she arrived.

But one thing he could tell for sure about her was that she was damn lazy! Well, it might have something to do with her cat ears too.

He could already see that as she was still just lying on the sofa in the hallway, watching TV without a care for anyone.

But what caught his attention the most was her dress. She wore a loose kimono. It didn't show anything per se, but it was worn in such a way that it left so much to the imagination that it was enough to make a teenager like him look back at her again and again.

But he had Sae, gaddamit, so he couldn't think of such things! He slapped his face hard to get his mind out of the gutter. He had to focus... focus!

Hearing the sound of the slap, Kuroka turned back and asked, "What are you doing by hitting yourself, nyaa?" Her voice was lazy and confused.

Tobio, suddenly flustered, blushed as she moved. He couldn't really look at her and talk to her, making Kuroka just laugh at his cute reaction.

"Nyaaaahahahahaha! You are so innocent. But this is only for Kouske nyaa," she said lifting her kimono a bit.

"But what are you doing up so early nyaa?" she asked again.

*rumble/growl*

Before Tobio could answer, his stomach growled, making it clear what he wanted. Tobio felt even more ashamed.

Kuroka just smiled kindly and said, "The kitchen's over there, and there is leftover food in the fridge from yesterday nyaa. You can heat it in the oven if you want. There should be fruits too nyaa," she added as she lazily went back to watching television.

"T-thank you," said Tobio meekly, to which Kuroka just shrugged.

Tobio entered the kitchen, opened the fridge, and saw the leftover food from yesterday along with all the ingredients for breakfast.

He thought he might as well cook new food rather than just heating up the old food. And while he was at it, he decided to cook for everyone.

Having lived alone for so long, he was quite good at cooking and even enjoyed cooking. However, for some strange reason, a whole section of the kitchen was stuffed with canned ramen.

The weird thing was that it was only ramen, nothing else like instant noodles or any other canned foods, and in large quantities at that. Just who could be eating so much canned ramen?

As he pondered this, he started cooking for everyone, and at some point, everyone had woken up, were talking with each other, and even came to the kitchen to talk to him.

"You can even cook, Ikuse-kun," said Natsume in wonder, watching Tobio place the food on the table as she and Kuroka sat down and strolled their legs lazily while Lavinia helped him set up the table. He had made Japanese traditional omurice.

"Yeah. You know how I used to live alone for so long? Even though Sae and her family had been there by my side and even gave me homemade food regularly or just invited me to eat with them, I still preferred to cook my own food. It's fun, to be honest," said Tobio awkwardly while scratching his cheeks with his index finger.

Hearing this, all the girls nodded in agreement, especially Lavinia and Kuroka, as they thought about how Kouske always said the same thing about cooking.

"You are right, Tobi. Ko-kun always says the same too," said Lavinia, making Natsume remember that insolent brat, causing her face to heat up a bit.

With a 'humph' she turned her face to the side, making everyone confused. Realizing this, she just started eating quietly in embarrassment.

"Tobi?" Tobio questioned.

"Reni loves to shorten and give pet names to people she likes. She even calls me Kuro-san, nyaahaha..." replied Kuroka as she laughed, while Lavinia cheerfully nodded.

After that, everyone started eating while chatting for a while. But Lavinia put a portion aside on the table for some reason. Seeing this, Tobio was puzzled.

"Who is this for?" asked Tobio.

"It's for Vaa-chan," replied Lavinia as she enjoyed the food, though it was still not on the same level as Sakuya's or Kouske's, she thought absentmindedly.

"Vaa-chan who?" asked Tobio, confused.

"It's just an impertinent brat that lives in the apartment," replied Natsume, annoyed, recalling the kid, making Tobio interested.

"That's for Valerica. She is the White Dragon Empress of this generation, a Longinus Sacred Gear Wielder, just like you two, nyaa," Kuroka replied as she finished her food.

Then she stood up, jumped on the sofa in the room, and started watching television again.

"Kuroka-san, you will get fat if you lie down like that just after eating," said Natsume, warning her about her health.

"Don't worry, nyaa. I am a youkai and a devil. Our body doesn't gain fat that easily. So I am good, nyaa," replied Kuroka without even looking at her.

But she had to look at Natsume because of the intense glare she was receiving from her.

"W-what's wrong, nyaa?" asked Kuroka.

"Humph! Nothing..." Natsume went back to eating, but she still couldn't quell the envy in her heart.

Kuroka doesn't have to worry about what she eats or her figure. If she also had something like that, just think about all the foods and sweets she could eat without any worry about her figure! Then Natsume aggressively started eating in annoyance.

While Natsume was having an episode, Tobio asked Lavinia something that had been on his mind for a while.

"Umm... Why are there so many cup ramens in the fridge?" Tobio asked, making Lavinia tilt her head cutely.

"Oh. That's Vaa-chan's stuff. Before we came here, she seemed to only be surviving by eating cup ramens, saying that it was delicious and time-efficient to cook.

The whole fridge was full of that stuff, actually. I had to throw most of them out of the fridge myself and had to buy fresh ingredients for home cooking.

But she still kept some of those, it seems. Maybe I will have to throw them out of the fridge again," said Lavinia calmly, thinking about something and mumbling the last bit while looking a bit scary to Tobio at that moment. She can be quite scary when she wants to.

She and Kuroka had only been living here for a week now. But in this short time, she had come to like that little girl, almost like her own little sister for some reason.

So she cannot let her live like a NEET, only eating canned foods like that in her growth period.

Valerica argued that they contained all the essential nutrients for a person to survive and that it was also delicious to her. But Lavinia wasn't having any of it! Valerica has been out for some reason since yesterday.

After some time, Natsume finished her food and said, "Hey, we need to find that stupid delinquent too, you know. We should hurry up a bit. He didn't return yesterday."

Just like Natsume, Kouki had also been in that hideout since earlier, but he seemed to be the reckless type who goes off to do dangerous things by himself.

"Yeah, we should search for Shark," said Lavinia.

"Shark? You mean Samejima?" asked Tobio, unsure.

Earlier, Lavinia had said 'Shark'. At that time, Natsume was talking about Samejima, so it must be the same person.

The first character of Samejima's name, Same, means shark in Japanese. Lavinia was simply using the English word for it, Tobio thought.

Lavinia answered, "That's right. Shark is Shark. Because his mood is really shark-like, I thought it was perfect."

Samejima had a shark-like mood, huh? Tobio pondered. Perhaps it was because he was perceived as aggressive, being a delinquent?

Still, even at Ryoukuu, despite his reputation as a delinquent, Samejima was popular with the girls, being the so-called good-looking bad boy type.

But he never spoke flirtatiously; only talk of his heroic face reached anyone's ears.

Lavinia continued speaking. "It seems Shark didn't return to this apartment building last night. Most likely, I think he was outside exterminating Utsusemi using his Sacred Gear."

Exterminating Utsusemi outside, huh? That's extremely daring... even more, a reckless behavior.

He probably also possesses an animal like Sacred Gear, an independent avatar type, similar to Minagawa Natsume's, Tobio thought.

Could Tobio handle such battles alone, facing those monsters all day long? Considering his mental and physical fatigue, such an approach seemed very risky.

It took strong determination to do that, but could Samejima possess such an unshakable purpose?

To face battles like that alone, with just the temperament of a simple delinquent, was hard to imagine.

Moreover, there was one troublesome special characteristic of the Utsusemi. Tobio recalled the information he received last night.

Utsusemi—the monsters they use, once they memorize the smell of their opponent from the blood of their prey, they can transmit knowledge of that scent to their fellow Utsusemi.

For Tobio, this happened when the Utsusemi used by his friend Sasaki cut his cheek. Apparently, it had memorized the scent of his own blood that was spilled at that time.

The Utsusemi would then pursue their targets by tracing the scent of the opponent that had been memorized on that occasion. Thus, the Utsusemi had invaded Tobio's home.

Was there anywhere he could find relief where he might not be discovered? Since they broke into his home, he hadn't thought to return... yet.

But, despite his wishes, attacking his home would be extremely easy for them. The shock was immeasurable.

As he heard it, Natsume had also been attacked at her home and ended up here.

The hideout that the Governor General Azazel had prepared was located on the outskirts of the city.

It seemed to be a special structure, making it difficult for the Utsusemi to find. But Tobio still didn't know how it worked or what the head of the Utsusemi Agency was thinking, doing something so inhuman!

Lost in his thoughts, everyone had finished breakfast. They were leaving for their rooms for a bit, but Kuroka stopped both Tobio and Natsume.

"Wait, both of you," said Kuroka, looking at them.

"Yes?" asked Natsume innocently.

"Come to the garden outside in 20 minutes. We will train for a while. You guys need to get used to fighting with your Sacred Gears.

Then you can go search for Samejima. This way, I can also keep my promise to Kouske," said Kuroka, turning back to the TV and not leaving them any chance to refuse, mumbling the last bit to herself.

Natsume's face paled at hearing that, making Tobio feel uneasy seeing her reaction.

"W-why do we have to train so early in the morning?!... Right! We might get too tired to search for that idiot if we train right now," said Natsume suddenly, trying to dodge the training.

The last three training sessions with Kuroka had been brutal. Kuroka could be quite sadistic at times, and Natsume didn't like it one bit!

"Did you forget, nyaa? I can use Senjutsu to heal your fatigue and injuries," said Kuroka, reminding Natsume of the many times she was beaten during training and then quickly healed.

Sometimes, Kuroka even used potions that accelerated the healing process! Dejectedly, both Tobio and Natsume returned to their rooms, while Lavinia smiled and cheered for them.

After a while, they were brutally beaten and healed in the name of training. At least Lavinia's magic lessons might be more enjoyable and 'safe' than this, they thought.

After they reached their peak, all of them except Kuroka went out to search for Kouki. Kuroka said she was going home to meet her little sister, Shirone(Koneko) for some reason.

Following Lavinia's lead, Tobio and Natsume were searching for Kouki when Natsume suddenly stopped them all.

"Hey, don't you need to name your dog? It would be better, you know. You saw how helpful it was in that mock battle earlier," said Natsume, prompting Tobio to contemplate it.

Having a name for the dog inside his shadow would certainly be more practical than just calling it 'dog'.

"Yeah! Give it a cute name!" said Lavinia excitedly, encouraging him.

After a moment, Tobio made up his mind and thought of a name. Then, his dog suddenly emerged from his shadow, looking at him.

"Your name will be... Jin. I'll call you that!" said Tobio, causing the dog—Jin—to bark and nod in affirmation.

 

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Chapter 65: 103.Magitech and mastur...

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Demiplane,

The Demiplane had grown increasingly crowded over the years, bringing together various species in harmony. It was home to nearly half a million people, complete with schools and other essential infrastructure.

Cities and villages had been established, though Akatsuki's main headquarters were located in a separate area dedicated solely to their work.

In this area, there was also a school called Akatsuki Gakuen, designed to educate and assist children with Sacred Gears.

Given that it was a school for children with superpowers, it was naturally a noisy and chaotic place—explosions were among the least of the concerns.

Teachers had the challenging task of ensuring that these children didn't become overwhelmed by their own abilities, with mental care being a crucial part of the curriculum.

Specialists in various essential fields were employed to help the children. To teach them control over their powers, real combat training was considered one of the most effective methods.

Training sessions were held frequently at the training grounds, and one such was happening right now.

*Boom* *Boom*

Smoke filled the area as shockwaves rippled through the training ring. Two students were locked in combat while their classmates stood around the ring, cheering for their preferred fighter. It was the Magitech students' turn to use the training field.

Akatsuki had been teaching a technique that combined magic, golems, and technology—though it leaned more on magic, given this world's less advanced technology—to create Damgum-like (the DxD world's version of Gundam) magically engineered robots for combat.

Akatsuki's progress was largely due to using the Armoured Cores created by Luxion as a foundation. This new branch of Magitech fascinated many students, and now one of the eager students was testing their self-made robot against another student.

"Mash-kun! You can do it!" a blonde girl yelled incessantly, her voice filled with the energy of a cheerleader and an almost fanatical gleam in her eyes.

The other students glanced at her, puzzled by her enthusiasm. She was Lemon Irvine, a classmate of the boy fighting the magically engineered robot. The boy was Mash Burnedead. He was quite famous in the school.

Kouske had discovered Mash a few years ago, living quietly in a forest with his father. Even back then, Mash was powerlifting 2 tons without using any magic, despite being a human. Rumors about a monstrous boy in the gym had spread, eventually leading Kouske to find him.

What Kouske saw left him shocked—Mash was anything but ordinary. Another anomaly, like Vasco Strada, but even Vasco paled in comparison to this guy. He was just built different!

It didn't even take Mash a day to learn Touki, a power acquired by breaking one's physical limits. The most surprising part was that even after all that training, Mash hadn't even broken his limits before coming to the Demiplane and gaining access to better resources.

As the smoke cleared, two robots emerged from within the ring. One had a broken arm, while the other appeared completely unscathed.

But what shocked everyone was that one of the robots wasn't being piloted as it should have been. Mash, with his usual expression, stood outside his cockpit, holding the one-armed robot up in the air, staring completely blank.

*Jiiii*

"Gaaaahhhh..."

Everyone watching was confused, but what no one realized was that Mash was even more confused than they were. Why was he even in a robot fight so suddenly?

Both robots had been built by the glistening silver-haired, feminine-looking, short, and petite boy on the other side of the ring—Ernesti Echevalier.

Ernesti had an almost overwhelming enthusiasm for these kinds of things, which often led to unexpected situations like this one.

Before the test could take place, Mash had unintentionally destroyed a part of the robot—quite effortlessly, in fact. He had made a few unintentional remarks that stirred up some tension, leading to his participation in testing the durability of the robots.

Ernesti was interested in pushing the robots to their limits, but he wasn't too keen on the idea of pitting robots against non-robots. His otaku instincts rebelled against that, which was one of the things Mash had unknowingly breached upon.

As the bewildered Mash remained still, a massive gun emerged from the back of Ernesti's robot. Ernesti's robot grabbed the gun and began firing. The gun used mana from the pilot to generate bullets, which were now being rapidly shot at Mash.

But Mash didn't flinch. Instead, he clenched his fists, and his muscles tightened, becoming visibly defined. As the smoke billowed around him, Mash started punching the magic bullets with his bare hands.

Some exploded on contact, while others were knocked flying back at Ernesti. The barriers hastily put up around Ernesti's robot managed to deflect the bullets, while the students outside the ring were protected by the barrier surrounding the ring.

Even though the bullets could easily harm middle-class beings, Mash casually slapped them away, leaving everyone stunned—even those who were familiar with his strength.

"Hey, isn't he supposed to use the robot?" one of the nearby students softly questioned the unusual fight.

"Gah!"

Mash, who heard this, had a shocked expression, trying to figure out how to properly operate the robot. Although he had been instructed on how to use it—and even Ernesti had provided guidance during the fight—for some reason, it seemed too difficult for him.

Eventually, Ernesti gave up on Mash using the robot conventionally and instead decided to test the robot's durability against Mash's raw strength.

While Mash's brain was overworking, trying to process the controls with smoke practically coming out of his head, Ernesti was maneuvering his robot with such finesse that it looked like an extension of his own body, almost like he was dancing in the air.

The display mesmerized everyone, but despite Ernesti's impressive skills, he couldn't even scratch Mash. The robot's hands and weapons bent or directly broke upon contact with Mash.

"Huh? What's he doing?" one of the students asked.

"Mash-kun?" Lemon echoed in confusion.

Unable to figure out how to maneuver the robot correctly, Mash decided to use it in his own way. He tore parts of the robot and inserted his limbs into the mechanical frame, physically controlling it.

"What the...?"

Then, in an instant, a robotic-armored Mash dashed toward Ernesti with incredible speed, leaving cracked ground in his wake.

Before anyone could grasp what had happened, Mash had already destroyed Ernesti's robot with just his punches.

After that, more confused than ever, Mash walked away from the scene, casually munching on cream puffs like nothing happened, leaving everyone else completely stupefied.

'Why did I even fight?'

Meanwhile, Ernesti was already deep in thought, considering how to enhance his robots for the next test.

[A/N: I do think this part was not that good. I wasn't in any mood to write but I had to write and post this chapter. Sorry for this one.😅]

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On a sunny morning, the doorbell of the Azusawa house rang.

"Coming~," called out a sweet voice.

Moments later, Arene, Asagi's mother, opened the door to find Tomo Aizawa standing there, wearing a loose t-shirt and a pant.

"Wus, Aunty. I just—" Tomo began, but before she could finish, she found herself smothered in the generous bosom of Mrs. Azusawa.

"Tomo-chan, how are you? You haven't been visiting your poor aunt, just like Kouske-kun hasn't lately. And what are you wearing? I have some new cute dresses that would look great on you," Arene said excitedly, as Tomo struggled to escape from her embrace.

"Mhet mhne ghon (Let me go)," mumbled Tomo, her voice muffled by Arene's chest.

After a bit of effort, Tomo finally managed to free herself. She still couldn't figure out how Arene was so much stronger than her, despite Tomo having practiced Judo since childhood.

"Hah, hah. You almost suffocated me," Tomo said, breathing hard, prompting Arene to apologize.

"Sorry, Tomo-chan. I'll get you some water," Arene said, hurrying off to fetch it.

Arene was always a bit too excited when she saw Tomo. She loved dressing both Asagi and Tomo in cute clothes whenever she got the chance, which often embarrassed the self-conscious tomboy and made her visits less frequent.

"Are you here to see Asagi-chan? She's in her room," Arene said after Tomo had calmed down and sipped some water.

"Hmm," Tomo replied.

"Here, take these ice creams upstairs with you. They're for you two. Nothing beats ice cream on a hot day," Arene said, handing Tomo two bowls of ice cream.

She also held a third bowl, probably for herself. Tomo noticed Uncle Leon, who was sitting in a chair reading a newspaper, eyeing the ice cream from behind his paper.

'Looks like Aunt is still strict about Uncle having sweets,' Tomo thought as she headed upstairs with the bowls, feeling a little sorry for her uncle.

'Huh?'

But as she approached Asagi's room, she began to hear some unusual noises coming from inside. Curious, she moved closer to the door and noticed it was slightly ajar. As she pushed it open slightly, the sounds became clearer—it was Asagi's muffled moans.

"Kouske~, Kouske~!"

"Aaahhhh~"

"Hmmmnnn~..."

"Yeah~... Harder~, harder~. Please~!"

"Rougher~"

Such sounds could be heard from inside the room, making Tomo's face as red as a tomato. It seemed Asagi was masturbating. But suddenly something else caught her attention too.

"Asagi-chan, you are so cute~," Tomo heard Kouske's hoarse voice from inside, causing her to stumble, nearly dropping the ice cream bowls.

Curiosity got the better of her, and she peeked through the small crack in the door. But the room was dark, making it impossible to see anything clearly. Not wanting to alert the occupants, she didn't open the door any further.

As time passed, the ice cream started to melt, but Tomo's breathing became more erratic alongside the sounds. She felt the heat rising in her body, her heart pounding faster with each beat. Her hands instinctively reached between her legs as she squirmed in place.

Suddenly, she heard Aunt Arene calling out from downstairs, jolting her back to reality and nearly giving her a heart attack.

"What are you still doing there? Is she still not awake yet? Should I come and wake her up?" Arene called out in confusion.

"No! I will call her myself!" Tomo blurted out in a panic, rushing into the room without thinking.

"Ara, why is she like that?" Arene wondered aloud as she returned to the kitchen to prepare some snacks for them.

The room fell completely silent after she entered. What Tomo thought would be the end of her life turned out to be something completely different.

She was ready to commit seppuku if Kouske caught her peeking, but the situation was different from what she expected. Thanks to the dim light from outside the door and windows, she could see inside the room even in this darkness, even though it was not completely clear. But it was enough.

Asagi lay on the bed completely naked, one hand caressing her pussy lips while the other was used to hold and sniff the underwear on her nose as she had a deranged face from sniffing them too much.

There was a video of Kouske, one of the videos where he teased Asagi as usual, playing on her smartphone beside her.

Asagi looked at her with a shocked and annoyed expression, biting her lips and the underwear that still had not left her nostril.

It seemed that what Tomo thought at first was true. Asagi was masturbating... alone. Seeing her like that, Tomo's still red face turned into a disgusted one.

"You stole Kouske's underwear... AGAIN," her annoyed words hung in the air as Tomo looked at the unrepentant girl in heat.

Maybe her mating season started as Asagi was a tiger youkai. But Tomo still had no idea about those things.

 

 

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Chapter 66: 104. Behind Closed Doors.

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"Why does Riser have to meet that halfbreed personally?" Riser grumbled, staring at his father with irritation.

"Silence! You'll do as you're told," Lord Phenex snapped, his authoritative tone leaving no room for argument.

"That 'halfbreed' has accomplished more than most of your generation ever has. Don't antagonize him—befriend him. Remember, he's the lord of his own clan. Show proper respect."

Riser's scowl deepened. "But, he's just a half—" he began, but the cold stare from his father cut him off instantly.

After a moment of tense silence, Riser grudgingly relented. "Fine. I'll go."

"Good. Take your sister with you as well," Lord Phenex added. "It's the invitation for her birthday party, after all."

"Huh? Why does she also—" Riser started to protest, but his father, clearly exhausted by the conversation, waved him off, unwilling to endure more of his complaints.

So, without further protest, Riser was dismissed, holding the letter containing the invitation for Ravel Phenex's upcoming birthday celebration. The event would also mark her official entry into Riser's peerage following the party.

Lord Phenex, deep in thought, barely noticed his son's departure. His mind was preoccupied with the growing threat Akatsuki posed to the Phenex clan's influence.

Akatsuki's cheap potions had spread rapidly across the supernatural world, steadily replacing the need for the costly Phenex Tears. Although not as potent, the potions were closing the gap in effectiveness, healing wounds and even restoring energy from exhaustion.

Over time, their potency had improved so much that the difference between them and the coveted Phenex Tears was shrinking. Lord Phenex had underestimated Akatsuki, assuming their business would collapse like many others who had tried to compete in the past.

But Akatsuki had proved resilient, even surpassing expectations by offering variations like soul-nourishing potions, which posed a new kind of challenge.

Lord Phenex knew he needed to act, but before directly confronting Akatsuki, he required more information. The Sabnock heir was known to be in direct contact with Akatsuki and seemed like a valuable source.

However, the young Sabnock never attended gatherings or Council Meetings, making it difficult to approach him casually. That's why sending Riser and Ravel with the invitation was the best move he could make.

If Riser managed to behave himself and Ravel kept her brother in line, perhaps they could gain insight into Akatsuki's growing power.

Lord Phenex sighed, his hope resting on Ravel's ability to manage Riser. She was far more responsible and level-headed than her immature brother. With her handling things, surely nothing would go wrong. Right?

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"Shironyaaa!" Kuroka yelled gleefully as she pounced on the white kitten, Koneko, who had been lounging lazily, watching TV.

"Nee-chan... Stop hugging me," Koneko muttered, glaring at her overly affectionate sister, trying to squirm out of her tight grip. Her voice was cold, but the faint flush on her cheeks betrayed her irritation.

"Are you still mad about it, Shirone-chan?" Kuroka asked in a sing-song tone, rubbing her cheek against Koneko's as if she could snuggle the anger out of her. "Nee-chan's sorry, okay?"

Koneko, still trapped in her sister's embrace, shot her another icy glare. "You ditched me."

Kuroka, unbothered by the accusation, just smiled wider. "But I'm here now! Let's cuddle, nya~!"

"Hmph!" Koneko huffed as she slipped out of Kuroka's hold, choosing to ignore her sister's antics.

She settled back down, munching on her snacks while engrossed in the latest episode of Naruto on TV. Her eyes flickered with anticipation—One Piece was coming up next, and she could hardly wait.

The studio responsible had become legendary, producing multiple 90-minute episodes of One Piece daily, each with top-tier animation that left even modern-day animators in awe, often crying at the sheer impossibility of it all. It was a feat that wouldn't have been achievable without Kouske's influence.

After gaining access to Luxion's advanced technology, he revolutionized the entertainment industry, breathing new life into it. His contributions had brought these fantastic fictions to the forefront, making them more thrilling and immersive than ever before.

Kouske was still deep in thought, planning the advancement of the VR systems. He was always juggling too many projects at once, constantly occupied with one task or another. His focus and drive were remarkable, but sometimes it felt like he was spreading himself too thin. Still, for someone like him, managing multiple things at once had almost become second nature.

"Shironyaa!" Kuroka wailed dramatically as she was being ignored, but Koneko was too engrossed in her anime binge to pay her any mind.

Kuroka pouted, glancing over to the other side of the sofa where Gaspy and Valerie sat, equally absorbed in the show. The quiet, focused atmosphere told her that nothing was going to pull their attention away from the screen anytime soon.

It seemed that Elle was out of the house today—otherwise, she would have undoubtedly joined the group for the anime marathon. With everyone too invested in their shows, Kuroka sighed, flopping down beside them, resigning herself to watch along.

Magari, a seven-tailed Nekomata and the leader of the East Faction's Nekomata under Nurarihyon had taken both Kuroka and Koneko under her wing as disciples.

Recognizing their immense potential and having a close history with their mother, Fujimai, Magari committed to training the siblings in the arts of Senjutsu and Youjutsu.

However, everyone in the faction knew one thing: Magari's training was brutal. It was tough enough to leave the sisters physically and mentally drained after each session.

Last week, both Kuroka and Koneko were supposed to be in the thick of their training. But Kuroka, always one to avoid hard work if she could, found a way to escape.

She made excuses about needing to take care of some of Akatsuki's business and retreated to the hideout with Lavinia earlier than planned, avoiding the grueling sessions.

She had only returned today, knowing that Magari's training would be wrapping up, thinking she had successfully dodged the harsh drills.

To blow off steam from her own training sessions, Kuroka had taken it out on Natsume and Tobio, pushing them through intense training of her own design—harsh enough to make them suffer, much like how she had been pushed herself.

The irony of her actions wasn't lost on her, but it felt like a justified payback for her own struggles.

Now, as Kuroka tried to relax beside Koneko on the sofa, both of them watching anime on the big screen, Koneko's sudden words shattered her moment of peace.

"Nee-chan… Magari-san knows that you intentionally skipped training," Koneko said flatly, still focused on the TV.

Kuroka's ears twitched, her relaxed posture vanishing as her body went rigid with panic.

"What…? How?!" Kuroka stammered, her hazel-golden eyes wide with fear as she turned to look at her sister.

Without even looking away from the screen, Koneko added with a calm, ominous tone, "She asked me to tell you that you'll be getting one-on-one special training from her next month for two weeks. So, be ready for it."

"She even mentioned that she'd personally talk to Akatsuki (Kouske) if you suddenly get 'busy with work' again. Good luck," Koneko said with a mischievous smirk and a glint in her eyes.

Kuroka's face went pale as she processed Koneko's words. The smirk on her sister's face only added to the sinking feeling in her stomach. Her earlier sense of victory from avoiding the training vanished in an instant.

'Two weeks of one-on-one special training with Magari-san?' Kuroka was already dreading it. Now, she was wishing she had just endured the one week alongside Shirone.

The thought of facing Magari alone for two whole weeks made Kuroka genuinely fear for her life.

She slumped into the sofa, her voice a hushed whisper of despair, "I'm so dead…"

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Seekvaira Agares, the heiress of the Agares Clan, was known for her calm, strict demeanor. Her abilities, strategic mind, and leadership as a high-ranking devil made her one of the most well-known young devils within the Underworld.

However, the world saw only the composed, collected side of her, not the side that was giddy with excitement over her favorite hobby — mecha.

What most people didn't know was that Seekvaira had a secret DeviTube account where she posted reviews and analyses of Dumgum models, her guilty pleasure.

Dumgum was a popular robot anime in the Underworld (the DxD world's version of the Gundam) and Seekvaira was an obsessed fan.

She collected every model, every figure, every piece of merchandise related to Dumgum.

On this particular day, Seekvaira sat at her desk in her room, carefully adjusting the lighting and the camera to record her latest video.

Her normally sharp gaze softened, a rare glimmer of excitement visible as she lined up her latest acquisition: the Dumgum Crimson Nova model.

A smile crept across her face as she adjusted its tiny joints, ensuring it stood just right for the video.

"Alright, this is the limited edition Crimson Nova, piloted by Char Blaze," Seekvaira began, her voice losing its usual formality. It was soft, affectionate, as though she were talking about an old friend.

"The details on this are absolutely incredible, especially around the headpiece. Look at how the visor reflects the light perfectly. They really nailed the precision on the beam rifle, too. I mean, just look at that design."

She continued enthusiastically, zooming the camera in to show off the finer details. Her usual composed self had melted away, replaced by a glowing passion.

Seekvaira was lost in her world of Dumgum, where battles between colossal mechas defined the fate of worlds, and pilots' destinies were tied to their machines.

Fifteen minutes passed before she wrapped up the review. "And that's my review of the Crimson Nova! Definitely a must-have for any Dumgum fan. As always, thank you for watching. Don't forget to like, subscribe, and comment for more Dumgum content."

Seekvaira took off her mask and glasses as she changed her hair color back to normal. Then she leaned back in her chair satisfied with her work. This video had gone particularly well.

Her thoughts lingered on her next project—a review of the full-scale Dumgum arcade game she had secretly installed in her estate.

Just as she began tidying up the models scattered around her desk, she heard a sound behind her. A quiet but unmistakable gasp.

Her heart froze.

Slowly, Seekvaira turned around, and standing just a few feet behind her was none other than Sona Sitri, her friend and fellow devil heiress.

Seekvaira had a hard time processing why Sona had suddenly visited and, more so, why she was in her room.

In truth, Sona had something important to discuss. So, the first thing she did in the morning was visit her.

The staff at the Agares mansion welcomed her warmly and escorted her to Seekvaira's room.

Sona had been calling out for a while, standing outside the room, but Seekvaira engrossed in her reviews, hadn't noticed.

Frustrated, Sona entered the room. Given how close they were, with frequent visits, especially since Kouske became a connection between them, Sona felt comfortable enough to walk in.

Today, she was here to ask about something she had heard: rumors that Lord Agares was interested in getting Seekvaira engaged to Kouske.

She couldn't wait and decided to ask the person directly involved.

But what she saw inside had completely blown her mind.

Sona's sharp, calculating eyes were wide in disbelief, her usually calm and controlled expression completely overtaken by shock.

Seekvaira's blood ran cold. Her cool, dignified exterior shattered in an instant as she stared back at Sona, the silence in the room growing unbearably heavy.

"S-Sona," Seekvaira stammered, her usual eloquence failing her completely.

Sona blinked, finally closing her mouth as she tried to process what she had just witnessed. "Seekvaira… What are you doing?"

"I—" Seekvaira looked at the model on her desk, the camera still rolling, her own voice still echoing from the playback of the video on the screen.

There was no hiding it now. She was completely, utterly exposed.

Her secret passion, the side of her that no one in the Underworld knew about (except Kouske, her father, and the staff of the Agares mansion), had been laid bare before her friend.

Sona, usually so composed, struggled to find the right words. "You're… into Dumgum?"

Seekvaira's face flushed red, her cool persona crumbling as she desperately tried to find some way to salvage the situation.

"I—I can explain…"

But how could she explain? This was the part of her that she had always kept hidden, the part that didn't fit with the image of the heiress to the Agares Clan, the stoic, brilliant devil that everyone knew.

The thought of Sona, of anyone, seeing her like this made her want to curl up in a corner and disappear.

Sona, still in shock, took a few steps forward, her gaze shifting between the Dumgum model and the still-running camera. "You… make DeviTube videos?... About Dumgum?"

Seekvaira's embarrassment only deepened. "Yes…"

Sona blinked again, the corners of her lips twitching slightly. "Seekvaira Agares, one of the most powerful young devils in the Underworld… is a mecha otaku?"

Seekvaira could feel the heat rising in her cheeks, her mind scrambling for an explanation.

"It's just a hobby!" she blurted out, her voice higher than usual.

"Something I do in my free time to relax. I… I didn't think anyone would find out."

Sona stared at her for a moment longer before, to Seekvaira's utter shock, she began to laugh. It was quiet at first, but then it grew louder, and more genuine. Sona, the ever-serious student council president (future) of Kuoh Academy, was laughing.

Seekvaira could hardly believe it. "Sona…"

Sona wiped a tear from her eye, her laughter finally dying down. "I just… I never would have imagined this. You, of all people. It's kind of… cute."

"Cute?!" Seekvaira sputtered, feeling a strange mix of relief and indignation.

"This is serious! Dumgum is serious!"

Sona chuckled again, shaking her head. "I didn't mean it like that. I just… It's nice to see this side of you. You always seem so… composed. It's refreshing."

Seekvaira blinked, caught off guard by the unexpected kindness in Sona's words. "Really?"

Sona nodded, her smile softening. "Really. Besides, we all have hobbies, right? I mean, it's not like I don't have my own interests outside of chess and the school."

Seekvaira's shoulders relaxed slightly. "You don't… think it's weird?"

Sona shook her head. "No, not at all. In fact, I think it's kind of cool. You're passionate about something, and you're not afraid to dive into it. That's admirable, Seekvaira."

Seekvaira felt a weight lift off her chest, the panic that had consumed her moments ago slowly fading away. She still felt a little embarrassed, but Sona's acceptance was reassuring. She could remember, years ago, Kouske had also said something similar.

"Thank you, Sona," she said quietly, her usual calmness slowly returning.

Sona gave her a playful smile. "Although… I have to admit, I never would've guessed you had a DeviTube channel."

Seekvaira groaned, burying her face in her hands. "Please don't remind me."

Sona laughed again, sitting down beside her friend. "So… when's the next Dumgum review coming out?"

Seekvaira peeked through her fingers, giving Sona a playful glare. "If you tell anyone, I'll deny everything."

Sona grinned. "Your secret's safe with me."

"Now, shall we get back to business?" said Sona, weirdly looking at Seekvaira.

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To be honest, I think I really liked the last part of this chapter myself. It was a bit funny and cute. I like Seekvaira quite a bit.

What should Koneko call Kouske? Kouske-san? Senpai? Nii-san/chan?

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Chapter 67: 105. Girls' Day Out and Phenex Out.

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Tenjoin Saki had planned a day out for herself and some of her friends—Kujo Rin, Fujisaki Aya, and Rurune.

While Saki enjoyed flaunting her wealth, what she truly loved was spoiling those she cared about.

Rin, ever composed and protective, walked beside her, keeping a watchful eye on their overly excitable friend Rurune, who bounced around them with boundless energy.

Aya, timid and quiet, simply followed behind as they all settled into the limousine.

Rurune was strange, even by their standards, and Saki's staff would agree. Years ago, it had been a shock for Rin to discover that the lost puppy she found on the streets was actually someone from the supernatural side of the world.

She nearly had a heart attack when she first saw Rurune transform into her humanoid form. Now, though, such things had become normal for her.

Still, Rurune remained unnaturally attached to Rin, and to Kouske as well, which naturally made Rin a bit overprotective, almost like a mother, especially since Rurune could be quite naive at times.

Both Saki and Rin had learned much more about the supernatural world after the kidnapping incident. Now, they were even studying to become proper magicians.

However, their talent wasn't quite on the same level as Kouske's group, who were undoubtedly exceptional in their abilities. So progress was very slow.

Even so, Kouske's Falna was passively helping them grow stronger. The way Falna worked in this world was different from how it functioned in Danmachi.

Here, it was easier to level up—while adventurers in Danmachi might spend their entire lives trying to reach the next level, and still fail, even an untalented human in this world could become stronger through various methods and hard work.

After the kidnapping incident, Saki was always accompanied by at least one magician. For now, a magician from Akatsuki followed her closely, while a devil from the Agares clan kept a distant watch, as per their contract.

After about 20 minutes, the bustling city lights of Kuoh reflected off the sleek limousine as it pulled up to the grand entrance of one of the town's newest shopping malls.

Tenjoin Saki, dressed elegantly in a designer outfit, stepped out gracefully.

"Oh ho ho ho..."

Her laugh echoed in the air, a signature ojousama style, as she elegantly covered her mouth with a fan, gazing proudly at the mall.

Following close behind were her companions: Rin, her calm and loyal friend, and bodyguard; Aya, the bespectacled and timid one, visibly uncomfortable due to Rurune, who was practically bouncing with excitement, a bright grin on her face.

Everyone around them, except Rin, cast awkward glances at Saki, wondering about the sudden laugh and her proud demeanor.

But Rin knew exactly what was going on—this mall was a recent investment of the Tenjoins, and Saki was simply showing off to those around her. Rin just shook her head at her friend's behavior.

Then Saki led the way with her usual confident stride, her eyes scanning the high-end shops that lined the boulevard.

"Let's go shopping," she declared, a satisfied smile on her face.

Rurune practically bounced with excitement. "Shopping! Yay! What are we going to buy? Clothes? Toys? Or food?"

Rin chuckled at Rurune's enthusiasm. "Let's stick to clothes for now," she said gently but firmly, steering Rurune away from any distractions.

But with her tomboyish charm and wide grin, Rurune latched onto Rin's arm, tugging at her sleeve.

"Rin! Meat! I want meat!" she exclaimed loudly, drawing curious glances from passersby.

Rin sighed softly, her expression still stern but fond. "We'll get there soon, Rurune-chan. Just be patient."

They entered the first boutique, a luxurious store filled with designer clothes. Saki immediately took charge, selecting various elegant outfits for herself and the others.

Rurune, however, wandered through the racks with wide eyes, picking out whatever caught her attention—bright, flashy jackets, mismatched accessories, and even a hat with animal ears.

Saki, after trying on a sleek black dress, glanced over at Rurune's wild selection.

"Rurune-chan, are you sure about those?" she asked, a teasing smile on her lips.

Rurune nodded eagerly. "Yeah! They look fun! And comfy!"

She was already wearing the hat, adjusting the ears with a playful grin.

Rin shook her head but smiled warmly. "If it makes you happy, then why not?"

The shopping spree continued, with Saki purchasing many outfits for the group. Rin and Aya, hesitant at first to keep any of them, were eventually persuaded to at least choose the ones they liked.

Saki, thoroughly enjoying herself, took great pleasure in dressing the others in cute clothes of her choosing. Kouske missed out on something big!

By the end of it all, Saki wore a satisfied look, clearly pleased with her handiwork.

Even Rurune, who had little interest in fashion, was given several sets of clothes. She spun around in a new jacket, admiring herself in the mirror. "This is so cool!"

By the time they left the store, the arms of Saki's bodyguards were full of bags. Saki, satisfied with the day's purchases, laughed contentedly. "This was a good haul. Oho ho ho ho..."

Rurune smiled as she looked at her. "Thanks, Saki! This was so much fun!"

"Of course," Saki replied, her tone affectionate. "We'll make sure to do this more often."

"Please, no more, Saki-sama," Rin said with a troubled expression, clearly worn out after hours of indulging Saki's whims.

She couldn't help but feel sorry for the exhausted bodyguards trailing behind them. Aya, equally fatigued, seemed to share the same sentiments.

Seeing the state they were in, Saki led them to one of the restaurants inside the mall. The opulent décor and hushed tones of conversation provided a calming atmosphere.

They were promptly seated in a private room, and as the waiter presented the menu, Saki leaned back with a smile.

"Order whatever you want," she said to her friends.

Rurune didn't need to be told twice.

"Meat, meat, meat!" she exclaimed.

The moment the food arrived, she dove in, tearing into the steak with reckless abandon. Her hands moved faster than the utensils could keep up with, and within minutes, the once-elegant table was a chaotic mess of spilled sauce and food scraps.

Rurune had no interest in table manners, only in satisfying her hunger. As a Cerberus, she was used to eating raw meat that she hunted herself, so etiquette was the last thing on her mind.

She preferred using her hands and mouth freely, though living with Kouske had at least taught her to appreciate cooked meat.

Thankfully, they were in a private room—otherwise, her behavior might have drawn strange looks.

Saki and the others ate quietly while Rin tried to keep Rurune clean, though it was an uphill battle.

Saki and Aya exchanged amused smiles as they watched the scene unfold, noting how naturally motherly Rin had become.

Rin, feeling their gazes, looked at both of them with suspicion, unsure of what was going on.

Saki had also invited her guards to dine with them, but as usual, they politely refused.

After the meal, Saki decided to take everyone to a movie, much to the guards' horror.

'Just how long is this going to continue?!' was the collective thought running through their minds as they anxiously awaited their shift change.

Saki is kind, but she's also whimsical, often making spontaneous decisions that keep everyone on their toes.

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Riser stood at the edge of Sabnock's main city, the wind tousling his golden hair as he surveyed the bustling city ahead.

He was accompanied by his sister Ravel, and his Queen, Yubelluna, both of whom were taking in the sight of the well-developed and vibrant city.

They had chosen to teleport outside the city for a better view and quicker arrival, rather than use a carriage.

"This is ridiculous," Riser muttered under his breath. "Why does riser have to be the one extending this invitation?"

"You know it's otou-sama's orders, nii-sama. We're here to invite Lord Sabnock to the birthday party and... to look into his territory," Ravel reminded him, her voice lowering on the last part.

Lord Phenex had spoken to her before even discussing it with Riser, asking her to observe the city and gather any useful information.

Ravel was always better at these things—territory management and strategy came naturally to her, unlike her brother.

Lord Phenex hoped that Ravel might gain valuable insight by observing the developing city firsthand.

As they approached the towering gate leading into the city, two armored guards stepped forward, blocking their path. Their sharp gazes locked onto the newcomers.

"Halt. Please state your business," one of the guards asked politely, his eyes scanning them.

Riser's eyes narrowed, and he took a step forward, his temper flaring. "You dare—"

"—We come on behalf of the Phenex clan," Ravel smoothly interjected, cutting off her brother before his arrogance could escalate the situation.

Her voice was calm but carried an air of authority as she produced the crest of the Phenex family and revealed her face from under her hood.

"I am Ravel Phenex, and this is my brother, Riser Phenex. We are here to extend an invitation to Lord Sabnock and his family."

The guards' eyes flickered to the crest, instantly recognizing the insignia. With a nod to his companion, one guard stepped back, but they exchanged a quick glance—now realizing who stood before them.

The siblings had been wearing hooded robes to avoid drawing attention, intending to explore the territory discreetly before announcing their presence.

"Apologies for the delay, Lady Phenex, Lord Phenex. You may pass." They stepped aside, showing deference to the noble siblings.

Riser huffed, clearly displeased at being stopped, but Ravel offered a small, polite nod as they passed. Yubelluna followed silently, her eyes scanning the surroundings with careful attention.

After the Phenex siblings departed, the guards promptly informed the mansion about their arrival. It was standard protocol to report the entry of notable individuals into the city.

Though the weakling, Riser, might not have noticed, these guards were Ultimate Class devils in terms of power, and they took their duties seriously.

For them, this job was far better than their previous work mining in dangerous areas for meager wages. Because of this, they were deeply loyal to Kouske, who not only provided better opportunities but also recommended them for the rank-up exams.

There was also a new competition where, every five years, the Satans would recommend commoner devils who performed well, for the rank-up exams, ensuring a fair and transparent process.

As they entered the city, Ravel couldn't help but marvel at its rapid growth. The transformation was far beyond what she had expected. Even only a decade ago, this place had been barren and neglected, a stark contrast to the thriving city it had become.

Situated on the border and sharing boundaries with the Fallens, along with numerous Pits that birthed dangerous monsters, the territory had once been left ungoverned and devastated. It barely functioned as a city back then.

But now, the scene was entirely different. Even though Ravel had never visited before, she had studied photos of its former state and analyzed reports on the territory's condition prior to her arrival, all due to her father's words. Seeing the bustling, well-developed city firsthand still surprised her.

The streets were lively, filled with devils of all classes, engaging in trade, conversation, and various activities. She observed tall, well-constructed buildings, thriving shops, and a sense of vibrancy that was rare in many devil territories. The commoners looked happy and smiling...

"This place… it's impressive," she whispered, though she maintained her noble demeanor, refusing to show too much outward admiration.

Riser's face, however, twisted into a look of mild irritation. "It's not that impressive," he muttered. But even he couldn't deny the prosperity around them.

Then Riser's mood soured further as he noticed the presence of many humans mingling freely with the devils.

'They must be from Akatsuki,' he thought, his eyes narrowing in displeasure.

The sight of commoners welcoming humans so casually made him displeased. He had always looked down on humans and saw the polluted human world as inferior to the Underworld.

"Heh... Mingling with humans so happily. You certainly can't expect much from these commoners," Riser scowled, his voice dripping with disdain.

Hearing Riser's words, a few people glanced their way, but most quickly understood that this must be some noble trying to blend in. Despite their irritation, no one said anything, choosing to avoid conflict.

The members of Akatsuki, too, remained unfazed. They were well aware of how devils could be and knew that a minor provocation wasn't worth escalating into trouble—especially in Kouske's territory. They had no desire to cause unnecessary issues for him.

Ravel, clearly frustrated, quickly ushered her brother away, sighing at his behavior. They soon arrived at the shopping district, where various shops sold items exclusively from Akatsuki.

Unfortunately for them, these shops catered mostly to the citizens, meaning they couldn't buy much.

Still, they decided to visit the large auction house to see what it had to offer. Riser, though grumbling and nagging about getting this over with, refrained from pushing too hard.

He could see that his sister was enjoying herself, even if he continued to voice his discontent.
The Sabnock auction hall buzzed with energy as Riser, Ravel, and Yubelluna entered. The air was thick with the sound of bids being called, the soft clink of gold coins, and the hum of magical artifacts radiating power. Bidders could pay using gold, money, or anything else of equal value, making the auction a diverse and intense affair.
Dozens of people filled the rows, their eyes fixed on the displayed items. Above each item, glowing, enchanted labels floated, detailing their origins and uses. The female host stood at the front, auctioning off rare treasures with vibrant enthusiasm, each sale met with competitive bids.
The auction hall was especially lively tonight, as rare and unique monster carcasses were being sold. These creatures, many near Ultimate Class in power, had been collected from the dangerous pits surrounding Sabnock's territory.

It was clear that the Sabnocks were capitalizing on their environment, attracting those eager to acquire materials for crafting powerful weapons, advanced potions, and armor. The city had once again filled with blacksmiths, potion makers, and other craftsmen after so many years of decline. This resurgence meant more commissions, further boosting the territory's wealth. 
As part of a previous contract, Kouske had already provided a unique weapon to the devil faction, with additional weapons still in the works. For now, the Satans had the exclusive claim to the newly crafted item, but more would follow in time. 

Ravel's eyes gleamed as a towering ogre carcass was wheeled onto the stage, its thick hide shimmering under the light.

"That's a Greyback Ogre," Yubelluna commented quietly, "Its hide can be used for near-impenetrable armor suitable for even Ultimate Class devils, and its bones are key ingredients in high-level potions for strength enhancement."
Just as the bidding started, another creature was brought forth, this time a deadly Abyssal Serpent. With scales as black as the void and eyes that glowed faintly, this monster had likely been a nightmare to take down.

Its venom could be distilled into deadly poisons or used to craft advanced resistance potions, while its fangs were highly sought after for making weapons that could bypass conventional armor.
"Their carcasses fetch a fortune," Ravel whispered, clearly calculating her next move.

As the auction progressed, Ravel set her sights on a particularly rare specimen—a Basilisk King. Its shimmering emerald skin and massive size drew audible gasps from the crowd. The Sabnocks had outdone themselves in acquiring it.

"Its eyes," Yubelluna remarked, "are rumored to be capable of petrifying anything that meets its gaze. The skin can be made into cloaks for magical defense, and its heart is said to hold properties for advanced mana regeneration potions."
Ravel raised her hand with her number, confidently placing her bid. As the numbers climbed higher, she remained steadfast, eventually winning the prize with a decisive final offer.

Alongside the Basilisk King carcass, she also acquired a rare necklace imbued with a time-altering spell, perfect for increasing one's reaction speed in combat. After a brief transaction, Ravel wore a satisfied smile as they left the auction hall.
Once their purchases were complete, the trio strolled through Sabnock's bustling streets. Ravel's attention was soon drawn to one particular establishment—an oddly shaped building, which resembled a vertical gaming console controller with toy guns on both top sides. It certainly stood out. The building was named 'Control'. 

It was filled with young devils and families laughing and enjoying themselves. A sign outside displayed colorful images of various games and devices inside.

"Is that… an arcade?" she asked aloud, a spark of excitement flickering in her chest. She'd heard of such things from the human realms, but it was rare to see anything like it in the underworld.

Entertainment among devils was usually limited to formal gatherings, training, or indulging in their personal hobbies. This was something entirely new. 

Yubelluna noticed her interest and smiled softly. "It seems this place offers much more than meets the eye. They're catering to all forms of entertainment."

Ravel pressed her lips together, trying to hide her excitement. "I suppose it's… a creative business venture," she remarked, keeping her voice measured and controlled.

As they entered, the loud noises of games, laughter, and conversation filled the air. It was a striking contrast to the intensity of the auction hall. 

Her eyes couldn't help but linger on her surroundings, watching the devils inside play with unfamiliar but intriguing machines.

Behind her, Riser grunted in irritation. "A waste of time. Devils should be focusing on strengthening themselves, not playing human games."

Yubelluna spoke gently. "Perhaps, Riser-sama, but even the strongest need ways to relax. Sabnock has built more than just a territory; he's built a community." 

As Riser glanced around the room, his gaze fell on a woman playing on one of the machines. She had an ethereal beauty, her delicate features framed by cascading blue and red contrasting hair that shimmered faintly under the arcade lights.

There was something about her presence that seemed to draw them in, something like a connection. Both Riser and Ravel shared a glance as if silently acknowledging the same unspoken feeling.

"Who is she?" Ravel whispered, her voice barely audible over the noise of the arcade.

Riser's brow furrowed as a strange sensation washed over him. For some reason, this woman felt familiar. Not in a way he could explain, but more like a deep, instinctual recognition. He took a step forward, his curiosity getting the better of him.

As Riser approached the girl, still unaware that her name was Elle, his gaze was immediately drawn to her strikingly glowing yellow eyes.

For a brief moment, it felt as though time had come to a halt. There was something about her—a strange pull, an invisible connection—that made him stop in his tracks. 

Ravel, standing beside him, felt it too. A sense of recognition without understanding. Without a word, all of them began moving toward her, compelled by an unknown force that seemed to link them together.

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Chapter 68: 106. Slash Dog Part 4.

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Chapter Text

Omniscient POV

The morning air was crisp as Tobio walked alongside Lavinia and Natsume, his mind still mulling over the events that had led them here. After finishing their breakfast and enduring the hellish training, they set out to find Kouki.

After leaving the hideout and arriving downtown, Minagawa Natsume handed Tobio a micro SD card.

"This has data prepared by the 'Governor General.' Just insert it into your phone and install the app."

Tobio powered on his phone, which he'd turned off the previous night to avoid contact with anyone. Given the danger, he couldn't attend school or involve others until the situation was resolved.

Once he inserted the card, the app automatically installed and displayed photos of the 233 students who had become Utsusemi.

"For future reference, memorize their faces," Natsume instructed.

Many were unfamiliar, but it would be useful to recognize them later.

Following Lavinia's lead, Tobio and Natsume were searching for Kouki when Natsume suddenly stopped them all again.

"Hey, don't you need to name your puppy? It would be better, you know. You saw how helpful it was in that mock battle earlier," said Natsume, prompting Tobio to contemplate it.

Having a name for the puppy inside his shadow would certainly be more practical than just calling it 'puppy'.

"Yeah! You do need to name your puppy. Give it a cute name!" said Lavinia excitedly with a smile, her bright blue eyes glancing at the small creature at Tobio's side, encouraging him.

Tobio glanced down at his puppy, who padded along quietly, always alert. "A name, huh… I'll think of something."

After a moment, Tobio made up his mind and thought of a name. Then, his puppy suddenly emerged from his shadow, looking at him.

"Your name will be... Jin. I'll call you that!" said Tobio, causing the puppy—Jin—to bark and nod in affirmation. But before long, Jin suddenly disappeared into his shadows.

Soon, they arrived at a deserted department store, thanks to Lavinia's teleportation. The store's windows were dark, and the entire place gave off a desolate, abandoned vibe.

Tobio and Natsume stood in front of the deserted department store, a place that had become nothing but dangerous.

The building was completely empty, and the worst possible location to be ambushed by the Utsusemi.

Still, the light from Lavinia's staff shone brightly toward the inside, indicating the presence of Samejima Kouki.

Natsume, realizing the situation, spoke. "It wouldn't be strange if this place had become a den of Utsusemi."

The black puppy, which had been missing, had returned, a sign that the master's body was likely in danger. The large size of the store meant there could be more Utsusemi than they could anticipate.

"Let's go inside," Lavinia said, showing no hesitation. The main entrance was sealed, but they found the staff door pried open—Samejima's likely entry point.

Once inside, the darkness was oppressive. Natsume handed Tobio a flashlight as Lavinia, her staff glowing, led the way. They spread out, moving cautiously through the first floor.

"Which floor is he on?," Natsume whispered.

"I'm not sure. My magic's restrained here, but I know he's in the building," Lavinia replied, her staff flickering. Something inside was affecting her abilities, even if only for a bit.

Natsume suggested, "Let's search floor by floor. We can't risk rushing to the top and running into a large group. Can you use any communication magic?"

Lavinia nodded, drawing a circle in the air, producing a spell that embedded tiny crystals in their ears. Tobio flinched as the magic took effect, but Natsume grinned.

"Can you hear me?" she tested, her voice now echoing inside his ear. Tobio, still adjusting to the strange phenomenon, nodded.

"We'll split up to search. Check in when we reach the second floor," Natsume instructed. Tobio and the others spread out.

As Tobio moved through the empty department store, his heart raced. The store was stripped bare, filled only with plastic sheets and ladders for demolition.

The lack of hiding spots was a small comfort, but the eerie emptiness was unnerving. The memory of his normal life just yesterday clashed with the nightmarish reality he faced now.

The black puppy at his side, blade protruding from its head, gave him some strength. His determination came from his desire to save his classmates—and reunite with Sae.

Tobio pressed on, hearing Natsume's voice in his ear, "Anything on your end?"

"Nothing so far. You?"

"Nothing here either. Griffon hasn't found anything yet."

As he approached the escalator, Tobio's puppy suddenly stopped, staring intently at a pillar. Tobio shone his light toward it but saw nothing.

Then, from behind the pillar, a white cat emerged. Not a normal stray, Tobio realized—it could be an Utsusemi.

Before he could react, a tall figure stepped out—Samejima Kouki.

Samejima, shielding his eyes from Tobio's light, sighed, looking at his phone. The puppy and the cat stared each other down, but neither moved.

"So, another survivor?" Samejima muttered, scratching the back of his head. "You with Natsume and the witch?"

Samejima purposely avoided mentioning that heartless black cat, Kuroka. In his eyes, that black cat had a heart just as dark as her fur.

He also considered Tobio a survivor since he didn't match the ones shown in the app—an app Tobio had also been given earlier.

"Yeah, they're searching the first floor."

Samejima grimaced. "Figured. I was tracking down a lead, but now they've found me."

Suddenly, Samejima's attention shifted to the escalator. His gaze sharpened. "There's something here."

The cat and the puppy also fixated on the same spot. Tobio couldn't see anything, but the feeling of a presence lingered.

Samejima glanced at him. "Learn to sharpen your senses. With the Sacred Gear, even a beginner can pick it up."

Before Tobio could report to Natsume, her voice echoed urgently in his ear. "Ikuse-kun! We're under attack! Lavinia and I are holding them off—what's your status?"

Tobio responded quickly. "I found Samejima! Should we come to you?"

Samejima chuckled. "So it seems the witch girl is there with her? If that's the case, shouldn't there be little reason to worry about that birdbrain (Natsume)? It's too bad, but they'll have to wait for me to finish my business upstairs."

Saying that, Samejima picked up the white cat, placed it on his shoulder, and proceeded to ascend the escalator.

"Oi!" Natsume yelled.

As Tobio tried to call him back, Natsume's voice was transmitted. "Ikuse-kun! Go after him!"

"Are you sure you're alright?"

"Don't worry about us! Lavinia's got it covered."

A crash and a flash of red light filled the first floor. Lavinia had already taken care of a monster with ease. Despite his worry, Tobio knew Natsume and Lavinia could handle themselves.

"Got it! I'll follow Samejima. Stay safe!" he called out, before chasing after Samejima.

When Tobio reached the second floor, the lights were unexpectedly on, flooding the area with brightness.

Tobio and Samejima were momentarily blinded by the sudden brightness, but the light revealed the entire floor.

Before them stood monstrous creatures—giant insects, crabs, and turtles—alongside their fellow classmates, now Utsusemi. There were about ten opponents.

Samejima, undeterred, smiled fearlessly and advanced. "Byakusa, let's go."

His cat's tail transformed into a lance on his arm. He taunted the Utsusemi before swiftly piercing a spider monster, lifting and tossing it towards the enemy.

With quick precision, Samejima and Byakusa worked together, taking down more monsters, and targeting their weak points.

Meanwhile, Tobio, facing the familiar frog monster, dispatched it effortlessly with Jin, his black dog, slicing the enemy in two. Samejima noticed Tobio's skills and whistled in approval.

Samejima took on a mantis and a stag beetle, overwhelming them with his lance. Tobio, cleaning up his own enemies, realized the sheer power of Jin and Samejima's Sacred Gears, far surpassing anything artificial.

However, Samejima hit a wall when facing a turtle monster, whose hard shell deflected his attacks. That's when Jin, acting instinctively, pierced the gap where the turtle's head had retracted, killing it instantly.

Impressed, Samejima remarked, "If attacking the shell doesn't work, go for where there is none. Looks like your dog picked that up fast."

Within minutes, the Utsusemi were defeated, and the students who had summoned them collapsed unconscious.

Samejima asked Tobio, "Why didn't you flee? What's your reason for fighting?"

Tobio replied, "There are people I wish to save, no matter what."

Samejima softened for the first time. "Seems you're not just some indecisive guy."

As they ascended the escalator to the third floor, Samejima smirked. "...A woman is it?"

That single word came as a complete surprise. Even though Tobio had only spoken of 'people I wish to save,' Samejima had apparently seen through that.

As a result of it being comprehended, Tobio became flustered and his face turned red.

"Eh! N-no, that's..."

Samejima laughed as Tobio spoke while stuttering.

"Haha, a woman, huh? Isn't that great? Putting on such strange airs of justice, that's quite good."

Looking back, Samejima extended his hand.

"I'm Samejima Kouki."

Tobio, in spite of his surprise, immediately reached out and accepted the handshake.

"Ikuse Tobio, I'll be in your care."

This was Ryoukou High School's former number-one delinquent——Samejima Kouki. But, it seemed that he was a much more decent guy than rumored.

They ascended to the fifth floor, where a swarm of Utsusemi awaited, numbering at least thirty. These grotesque monsters varied in shape and size, their ominous eyes fixed on Tobio and Samejima.

The sight of so many creatures gathered in one place was overwhelming. Among the masses, Tobio spotted a monster resembling a giant plant, a sight that startled him.

Samejima's attention, however, was focused on a single figure. Tobio followed his gaze to a man in his late twenties, sharply dressed in a business suit. The man's smile was fearless, almost mocking, as he approached them with an air of confidence.

"Yah, just two of you? Or is there some third person down below?" the man asked, his sarcastic smile not fading.

Samejima's tone turned threatening. "The mastermind?"

"——You could say that I'm one of them," the man replied calmly. "My name is Doumon Kazuhisa. I'm involved in the 'Four Fiends Project'. Thought I'd come to inspect the scene for fun."

"...Four Fiends? What the hell is that?" Samejima demanded, the phrase unfamiliar to him but not to Tobio. Samejima had already left to become a vigilante before listening to such explanations.

Doumon looked briefly puzzled before chuckling. "Hou, hasn't that 'Gang of Fallen Angels'—Grigori—mentioned it yet? Well, no matter."

With a simple gesture, Doumon signaled the Utsusemi to move forward. He spread his hands, still smiling as he addressed them. "In any case, you're coming with me. We need the cat and dog you carry. The Utsusemi? They were just small experiments."

Samejima, undeterred, clenched his fists. "The genuine sacred gear——that Sacred whatever... You dragged them into this mess for some ridiculous reason. Why don't you release my pal while you're at it?"

Doumon's expression barely shifted as he replied, "Ah, yes, your friend Maeda Nobushige. He's already been turned into an Utsusemi."

At this, Samejima's face twisted with rage. Tobio could feel the fury radiating from him. Maeda was one of Samejima's closest friends, someone he had often seen hanging out with at Ryoukou High School. The mention of his name only fueled Samejima's desire for revenge.

"In that case," Samejima snarled, "I'm gonna pummel you, you damn bastard!"

Without hesitation, the lance re-formed on Samejima's left arm, his body tensed, ready for combat.

"Truly vulgar," Doumon muttered disdainfully.

Samejima glanced at Tobio, briefly assessing the situation. "Have birdbrain and the witch girl not shown up yet? This guy's tough. We need help with the mastermind."

Tobio nodded and quickly contacted the others. "Minagawa-san, Lavinia-san, how are things over there? We're dealing with a big crowd upstairs."

Natsume's frantic voice came through the earpiece. "We're swamped! Utsusemi is attacking from outside, and we can't break away! Even Lavinia's fire and paralysis aren't stopping them. I'd say there's about sixty!"

——Sixty?! That's not much better than what we've got here!

The situation was dire on both floors. Tobio could hear Lavinia in the background, suggesting she freeze them all, to which Natsume desperately protested, warning her not to freeze the entire place.

"...Understood. We'll hold our ground as best we can," Tobio responded.

"We'll survive!" Natsume replied, determined.

Samejima, listening in, sighed. "Birdbrain never changes, always so reckless. Well, we just have to do what needs doing."

He turned to Tobio, his expression serious. "We can't let that bastard Doumon get away. I've got questions for him."

Tobio nodded. "Yeah, I know."

With that, they stepped forward alongside their partners—the puppy and the cat—ready to face the advancing Utsusemi. The monsters came at them in waves.

Samejima's lance and Tobio's puppy cut down the gigantic centipedes and grasshopper-like beasts, killing them with precise strikes. The close-range attackers were easy to deal with, but those attacking from a distance with ivy and tentacles proved harder to manage.

Tobio and Samejima had to carefully cut through the entangling vines and reptilian limbs to press forward.

Despite the number of Utsusemi, Tobio found it strange that they weren't all attacking at once. Instead, only small groups of four or so came at them at a time.

It didn't make sense; Tobio was still new to his awakened powers and could have been easily overwhelmed by sheer numbers. Why weren't they trying that?

He glanced at Doumon, who stood watching the fight with interest, occasionally giving a small gesture to direct the Utsusemi.

It hit Tobio—Doumon was actually observing them, purposefully holding back the full force of his monsters to watch how they fought.

Samejima seemed to catch on as well, clicking his tongue in annoyance. "So, he's just watching us, huh? Acting like this is a damn show. A total waste!"

Doumon's calm demeanor only seemed to fuel Samejima's anger further.

As Tobio and Samejima defeated a pair of flying Utsusemi, Doumon, with a nod of approval, reached into his breast pocket and pulled out several talismans covered in magical symbols.

"Ah, yes. It's clear now. The genuine ones are different, no need to keep comparing them to the artificial ones. Samejima Kouki, you truly handle your sacred gear well. As expected of someone carrying a part of the 'Four Fiends'. I think it's time we switch things up."

Doumon began chanting softly, releasing the talismans. They floated in the air, forming a glowing pentagram before a large shadow appeared on the floor.

The shadow bulged and shifted until it took shape—a massive, three-meter-tall figure made of clay. It was faceless, with arms as thick as telephone poles, and its sheer size made it an imposing threat.

Doumon smirked. "This is a prized creation of my family. My clay doll will capture you."

With a snap of his fingers, the giant clay doll came to life.

Samejima tightened his grip on his lance and spat, "It doesn't matter if it's that witch's magic or your stupid clay monster. I'll cut it down."

Doumon only sneered. "Compared to what you possess, this is far superior. Truly unfortunate for you."

The clay doll swung its massive fist, the force vibrating the air. Samejima dodged, barely avoiding a direct hit, and counterattacked with his lance.

However, the blow bounced off the clay surface with a dull thud. The doll's body was too tough for Samejima's weapon to pierce. Tobio's puppy slashed at it with wing-like blades, but again, no damage was done.

Doumon laughed. "My doll surpasses you. Now, let's finish this."

With another spell, Doumon summoned a second clay doll behind them, trapping Tobio and Samejima between the two towering figures. The situation was quickly turning dire.

"Damn it!" Samejima cursed, his frustration growing.

Tobio could only grit his teeth as the clay monsters closed in on them, completely surrounded.

"Well then, how should we do this?"

Tobio and Samejima were pinned to the floor by Doumon's clay doll, its arms restraining them. Tobio could feel the immense strength of the clay figure and realized there was no escaping by his own power. Their puppy and cat were held by another clay doll, removing any chance of freedom.

Doumon, calmly operating a mobile device, glanced at Tobio with distaste. "You seem to have led that person here," he remarked, instructing the Utsusemi behind him, "Go, before they arrive."

Among them, Tobio spotted someone familiar. "Sasaki?" His friend stood there, expressionless, once again leading the resurrected lizard monster.

Doumon explained, "Yesterday, you defeated this child, but with our technology, we resurrect them using even a single body part."

Tobio, though confused, shouted, "Stop it, Sasaki! It's me, Ikuse!" But Sasaki remained silent, his face emotionless.

Samejima gritted his teeth. "They won't stop unless you take down the company controlling them."

Doumon, enjoying their reaction, pushed Sasaki closer to the puppy's blade. "Still, you wouldn't kill a human, would you? Imagine what would happen if your gear tasted human blood."

Tobio, horrified, struggled to break free, but the clay doll's grip was too strong. Samejima cursed, "You coward!"

The man's eyes, dyed with insanity, looked at them cheerfully, as if nothing was out of the ordinary.

He was going to murder Sasaki using the puppy's own body...!!

Tobio was speechless at such a horrifying thought, yet he fought desperately to break free from the clay doll's hand. But despite his struggles, the creature's brute strength left him completely immobile.

"Damn it!! You coward...!" Samejima yelled, fighting in vain.

The man sighed, his demeanor unfazed. "What are you talking about? If you really think about it, it's your fault for not getting on that luxury liner. Your Sacred Gears must have sensed the danger, inducing your fevers.

And thanks to that bothersome group of those who fell from heaven, we didn't realize your absence sooner. Their manipulation of information threw us off. Those black-winged pests..."

His bitter smile widened. "Well, they call themselves the Grigori, those who watch over the children of God. Fitting, isn't it? The Sacred Gear is a gift from God, after all. But now, even Akatsuki is getting involved..."

Sasaki suddenly whispered, "Traitor." Tobio's heart sank. Was he a traitor for not going on the trip? Had this abnormal situation been his fault?

His mind drifted back to a memory of Sasaki before the trip, talking about confessing his feelings to a classmate, Morose. Sasaki had been a normal high school student, laughing, crying, and dreaming.

Now, Sasaki's voice broke through, "I... kuse..." Though his face remained blank, tears fell from Sasaki's eyes. "He... lp..."

He wasn't fully conscious, but somewhere deep inside, he had called out to Tobio.

Tobio's own tears fell as he watched his friend suffer. Doumon, thrilled by the sight, said,

"This is magnificent! He's still partially conscious. We must report this!" To Doumon, Tobio and his classmates were nothing more than objects, tools for experimentation.

Tobio couldn't hold back his rage any longer. "Don't fuck with me! Why use Sasaki and the others for your experiments if they aren't good enough?"

Doumon sneered, blaming them for not participating in the trip and forcing his group to resort to Plan B.

"We needed young people for our 'Four Fiends Project.' Their cooperation was essential."

Tobio's anger intensified. His friends shouldn't be involved in this. They deserved normal lives, not this nightmare.

Doumon, amused, recalled, "Ikuse... you're close with Toujou Sae, right? She's become an excellent Utsusemi."

Seeing Tobio's reaction, he continued, "She cried out for you during the experiment. Tobio, Tobio... she kept calling your name."

Tobio's fury reached its peak. Tears streamed down his face as he glared at Doumon with murderous intent.

These people were evil, driven by their greed, willing to harm Sasaki, Sae, and anyone else for their twisted experiments.

——I won't allow it. I'll rescue them.

At that moment, Lavinia's words echoed in his mind.

"The power of desire... Sacred Gears grow stronger from strong desires. That doggy responded to Tobi's deep desire."

Tobio glanced at the black puppy struggling against its restraints, its body trembling as monsters held it down. His chest tightened, and a rush of raw emotions flooded him—anger, desperation, and a fierce need to protect.

"You were born from my shadow," he muttered, voice low but intense. "Can you feel it? My emotions, my desires? Can you become my blade? For my sake, kill them."

The puppy's red eyes flared brightly, reflecting Tobio's boiling rage. A pulse rippled through his body, stronger than anything he had felt before. His bond with the puppy felt different, deeper—almost like their very souls were linked.

"If you can feel it, then... for my sake, become that blade."

His heart thundered in his chest. Suddenly, something inside him burst open. It was as if the dam holding back his darkest emotions shattered, unleashing a flood of murderous intent.

"Kill! Slaughter them all! Tear them apart!!"

Tobio's voice erupted into a scream, his raw emotion pouring out. Dark energy exploded from both him and the puppy, spreading like a shadowy wave. The clay doll restraining Tobio began to dissolve as the dark energy devoured it, releasing him.

The sheer force coursing through his body overwhelmed him, filling him with a terrifying power. His heartbeat quickened as he felt the energy consuming him, but he didn't care—he embraced it.

The black puppy, responding to Tobio's rage, sprouted countless blades from its body. Together, they broke free, standing side by side, both consumed by the black aura that now surrounded them. Tobio's eyes locked on Doumon, who stood frozen in disbelief.

Tobio didn't flinch. He wasn't scared of this new power coursing through him; he felt strangely in control, as if it had always been there, waiting to be unleashed. His gaze hardened, and he extended his hand.

"—Pierce, everything."

With those words, the black aura around the puppy intensified, and in the blink of an eye, blades erupted from the shadows beneath the monsters.

The Utsusemi creatures didn't even have a chance to react—they were skewered instantly, their bodies collapsing like broken puppets.

Tobio's eyes darted to Samejima, who was still restrained. The clay dolls holding him were torn apart by more blades that shot up from their shadows, slicing them cleanly in half.

Tobio's mind whirled, as he realized what his puppy could do: Jin could manipulate shadows, growing blades from them as long as they were within his sight. A cold satisfaction settled over him.

"Wh-what is this!? Blades from shadows!?" Doumon stammered, his face pale, eyes wide with fear. "This ability... it's unknown!"

Tobio took slow, deliberate steps toward him, his expression unreadable. Doumon frantically threw talismans at him, but Jin emerged from the man's own shadow, neutralizing the attack with ease.

The transfer ability—Tobio knew it well now. Jin could move through shadows freely, and Tobio understood exactly how to use it.

Doumon collapsed to the floor, scrambling to escape. The confidence he had shown moments earlier had completely vanished, replaced with terror.

Tobio's voice was calm, but filled with icy menace. "You're all that's left."

Doumon, eyes wide with fear, babbled incoherently as he backed away. "Stay away! Please! Stay away!"

Just as Tobio was about to strike, a sudden light appeared on the floor—a magic circle. From it emerged a man in his forties, stern and commanding.

"Kazuhisa! Retreat now!"

Doumon recognized him instantly. "Section Chief Himejima!"

Tobio froze at the name. Himejima? His heart skipped a beat. No... it couldn't be...

In the brief moment of distraction, Doumon retrieved a cylinder from his pocket and fired it. A blinding flash filled the room, and Tobio instinctively shielded his eyes. When his vision cleared, both Doumon and the man were gone, the magic circle fading. The Utsusemi creatures had vanished too.

Samejima, panting heavily, sighed. "Heh, they got away."

The black aura surrounding Tobio dissipated, and he suddenly felt drained. Exhausted, he collapsed to the floor, his body trembling from the emotional and physical toll.

From the escalator, two familiar figures approached—Minagawa Natsume and Lavinia. Their clothes were dirty, and Tobio could tell they had been through a fight of their own.

"Ikuse-kun! Samejima-kun! Are you okay?" Natsume called, concern lacing her voice.

"You're late, birdbrain," Samejima shot back, though he was clearly relieved to see them.

Natsume scowled. "Who are you calling birdbrain!? You're the one who rushed in like an idiot!"

As the two bickered, Lavinia knelt beside Tobio, her soft voice breaking through the chaos. "Tobi... your desire reached that child, didn't it?"

Tobio looked at the puppy—Jin—who was wagging his tail beside him, still radiating strength. A tired smile crossed Tobio's face. "Yeah... thanks to you."

Lavinia smiled warmly. "That's excellent."

Natsume, having finished her argument with Samejima, sighed. "Well, now that we're all together, it's time to meet the 'Governor General.' Last time, he didn't answer all our questions."

Tobio nodded, though his mind was still spinning from everything that had just happened.

After a brief rest, they slipped out of the department store, ready to confront the 'Governor General' and finally get some more answers.

 

 

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Chapter 69: 107. Phenex Clown vs. True Phoenix.

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Omniscient POV

Elle loves gaming, but lately, she's been overwhelmed with preparations for an upcoming tournament that's just days away.

The intense focus on getting ready has left her with little time for anything else, including spending quality moments with her family, which has been frustrating for her.

Adding to her frustration is a recent tie she had in an online game with a player named 'Queen.'

Elle, known online as 'Princess,' is fiercely competitive, and the thought of being unable to secure a win still irritates her.

The memory of that tie still stung. Elle had been so close to victory, yet Queen had matched her move for move, leading to an infuriating draw. She clenched her teeth just thinking about it.

A rematch was what she wanted—a chance to prove her superiority once and for all. Online was different—faceless, detached.

But in person, she'd show Queen, and everyone else, that she was the true victor.

This time, the tournament would be in person. Though nervous, Elle felt a surge of excitement at the prospect of finally meeting 'Queen' face-to-face. The anticipation of a real-life showdown added an extra layer of thrill to the competition.

As Elle leaned back in her chair, her eyes glued to the screen, a nagging thought crossed her mind: she hadn't visited her parents in weeks.

Preparing for the upcoming tournament had taken over her life, leaving no time for anything else. [A/N: Get a life!😅]

The guilt gnawed at Elle, so she made an effort to visit her parents. But when she finally went home, she found her mother just as busy as she was, wrapped up in something she didn't quite know about.

Her father, on the other hand, seemed oddly tense, though Elle couldn't figure out why. What she didn't know was that he was the one most anxious about the upcoming face-off between Queen and Princess.

As her father, he would be stuck in the middle, no matter who won, and that thought was frustrating for him! After only a day at home, Elle returned to her routine, more frustrated than before.

To shake off the frustration, Elle threw herself into training, immersing herself in the game. She had been practicing hard, determined to win the tournament and finally prove herself against Queen.

Her fingers moved swiftly over the controls, her focus so intense that the world around her faded into the background. [A/N: She should really get a life!🙄]

As Riser, Ravel, and Yubelluna made their way toward her, Elle remained completely oblivious to their presence.

Her attention was locked onto the screen, her glowing yellow eyes reflecting the intensity of her concentration. All that mattered now was the game, and nothing could break her focus. [A/N: 😶]

On the other hand, Riser strode confidently towards Elle, his prideful demeanor impossible to miss.

Ravel hurried after him, her expression filled with concern, while his Queen, Yubelluna, walked with an air of superiority, dutifully by his side.

Riser's gaze, however, was fixated on the girl sitting in the corner of the arcade, completely absorbed in the game she was playing.

Her yellow eyes never left the screen, her fingers moving swiftly, utterly focused on the game.

Her intense focus didn't waver, not even when Riser's eyes traveled over her, studying her with a mixture of curiosity and fascination.

He approached as though entranced, barely able to comprehend why he felt so drawn to her.

The arcade was filled with noise and movement, but for Riser, it all seemed to fade as he reached the girl, his pride swelling at the thought of having her attention.

He cleared his throat, standing tall and puffing his chest out as he spoke with his characteristic arrogance.

"You there, what is your name?" Riser's voice cut through the noise, sharp and demanding attention.

Elle didn't even flinch, her focus never breaking, which only irritated him. Even after a while, he didn't receive any answer. His patience already thinning, he raised his voice.

"Riser is asking you a question. Who are you?"

Riser was genuinely curious. For some reason, she attracted him, and her extraordinary beauty was not the only factor.

He sensed that there was something different about her, but he couldn't quite pinpoint what it was.

She wasn't a devil; there were no signs of demonic power in her. Yet she also wasn't human—he could tell that much.

She was something else entirely, deepening his intrigue and compelling him to want to learn more about her.

But she continued to ignore him completely, not even sparing him a glance, which only fueled Riser's irritation.

Riser's frustration mounted, and he began spouting total nonsense, like the little piece of shit he was known for. His condescension reached new heights as the clown vented his irritation.

"Riser is offering you the privilege of joining his peerage," he declared with a smirk, standing taller as if his words were an honor she should be grateful for.

"You should feel lucky. Riser will even make you one of his concubines!" 🤡

Still, she didn't react. Not a flinch, not a glance. It was as though he was invisible. [A/N: 😂🤣]

The blatant disregard for his presence made Riser's blood boil. His pride, his very identity, felt humiliated by her indifference.

"Hey!" Riser snapped, his voice rising. "I am speaking to you!" 🤡 [A/N: The clown even forgot his own speech pattern, in anger. 😜]

Still no response.

Riser's brow furrowed. No one ignored him like this. He wasn't used to being disregarded, especially by someone he had just deemed worthy of his attention.

"Tch." His voice sharpened. "You'd make a fine concubine."

Riser's loud shout drew the attention of everyone nearby. With their hooded clothes disguising them, they appeared suspicious, catching the eyes of the place's guards.

As soon as Riser started boasting about peerages, the guards exchanged glances, realizing that he must be some spoiled noble brat who believed the world revolved around him.

The guards felt conflicted—if things escalated, they would have no choice but to intervene, especially since nobles were involved.

Elle, however, was well-known here, frequently visiting from the Sabnock Castle. Many of the people knew about her temper, and concern began to spread among the onlookers.

They were fully aware that if Elle became angry, she might hurt or even humiliate this arrogant little clown, which would only make things worse. The last thing anyone wanted was a conflict between territories.

They were already aware of how the other territories viewed them. Most were eyeing their profitable businesses and the better life they had here. They didn't need more reasons for other territories to scheme against them. Life was always better without conflict.

The crowd started to watch Riser oddly, his behavior resembling that of a clown performing in a circus.

Yet, beneath the amusement, there was clear worry. No one wanted to see their territory get into trouble with another, especially over something so trivial.

Riser, though, was far too focused on Elle to notice the tension rising around him.

His patience was wearing thin, the disrespect he felt mounting with every passing second.

Yubelluna, ever supportive of her master and always his loyal Queen, gave a quiet nod.

Still seeing no response from the girl, Yubelluna stepped forward, glaring at her with eyes flashing with arrogance.

"How dare you ignore Riser-sama?" she hissed. "Do you not understand what kind of opportunity you're being given? Not everyone is so fortunate."

She also needed to show the 'new' girl her place as Riser's 'Queen' before this girl could even think about making a move on her king.

She had to establish who was superior and more favored.

In Yubelluna's mind, she was already planning for the future. There was no doubt the girl would accept; after all, who wouldn't jump at the chance of a better life with a noble? 🤡

Yubelluna believed the girl might be too ignorant to grasp the significance of the offer.

If she understood, she would be the one begging Riser by now, Yubelluna thought.

Her plan was to make sure the girl realized exactly what was being offered.

That's why she spoke with such an arrogant tone as she supported her king in getting what he wanted.

But the girl, Elle, continued playing the arcade game, completely disregarding Yubelluna's threat. Her calm, almost mocking indifference only stoked the fire of Riser's ego.

The atmosphere around them was growing tenser by the second.

Ravel, far more capable than her clownish brother, wasn't oblivious to the situation. She appeared genuinely concerned, sensing trouble brewing.

She could feel the concerned stares directed their way and, unlike her brother, she was beginning to feel puzzled by the atmosphere.

Something wasn't right, and she didn't know what to expect next!

Ravel quickly rushed to his side, tugging at his arm. "Nii-sama, please, don't be so rude. Maybe she's—"

"Enough!" He cut Ravel off with an irritated wave, his temper flaring.

"Riser will not be disrespected like this!" he spat, yanking his arm from her grasp.

But Elle, still unbothered, kept playing. Her complete disregard for them was making the situation worse by the second.

Finally, Riser had enough. He never felt so humiliated in his whole life! This girl was ignoring his whole existence! He stormed over to the machine and, in one swift motion, yanked the plug from the wall.

The arcade fell into a sudden, shocked silence as the screen flickered off, the lights on the machine died, and the hours of progress she had made vanished in an instant. 😶

That's when the air changed.

Elle slowly turned around, her eyes narrowing as she stared up at Riser. The shift in her demeanor was immediate, and even the guards stationed nearby could feel the sudden pressure in the room.

Her calm but icy anger was palpable, and everyone in the arcade who knew her began to back away. 🫣

Elle rose to her feet, her gaze locking with Riser's as the tension in the room became unbearable.

The atmosphere was suffocating, but Riser, in his arrogance, didn't notice. Instead, he smirked down at her, unaware of the danger he was in. 🤡

"Who are you?" Riser demanded again, his ego refusing to accept her silence. "You're no devil, and you're no human either. What are you?"

Elle's lips curled into a scowl. Her voice was cold, yet filled with authority that sent chills down Ravel's spine. [A/N: Elle's a proud princess, you know...]

"Who am I? You should be asking yourself who you are to speak to me like that."

Riser's ego wouldn't let this go. "Riser is from the great Phenex clan. You should consider yourself lucky that Riser would even offer you a place in his peerage. You will be—" 🤡

"You think I'd lower myself to be part of your peerage? A slave?" Elle's voice was sharp, slicing through the arcade like a blade. "You are nothing but a brat drunk on the influence of your clan."

Yubelluna, still standing by Riser's side, stepped forward again, her arrogance fueling her words. "You should be grateful! Not everyone is given such an opportunity to improve their life."

Elle's eyes darkened, and with a surge of power, the pressure she emitted increased tenfold. Riser and Yubelluna crumpled to the ground under the weight of it, gasping for breath as they struggled to get up.

Ravel, standing nearby, could only watch in horror, feeling the immense power radiating from Elle.

"Enough!" Ravel cried, her voice shaking. "Please, stop this!"

Elle glanced at Ravel, the only one who hadn't fully incurred her wrath, but her gaze quickly shifted back to Riser and Yubelluna, both still trembling on the ground.

After a moment of thought, Elle decided to put an end to the nonsense, noticing the frightened faces of the people inside the arcade.

If she pushed any further, it might cause real damage, and she didn't want to create trouble for Kouske. Most of the people here were familiar to her, and causing a scene wasn't worth it.

She released the pressure she had been exerting, her gaze shifting to the duo now lying disgraced on the ground.

With a sigh, she said, "Leave now if you don't want to humiliate yourselves any further. And don't bother me with your nonsense again."

A trembling Riser and Yubelluna slowly stood back up. Riser, still staring at his shaking hands, seemed unable to believe that he had been overpowered so easily.

If it had been a prominent figure from the underworld or even the outside world, he might have accepted it. Riser had always respected strength, even when it wasn't his own. He wasn't stupid.

But to be humiliated by a no-name girl, in front of the commoners he looked down upon, made his blood boil. His anger clouded any rational thought.

It had to be a fluke, or the girl must have used some kind of trick—at least, that was the conclusion his fragile pride allowed him to believe. He couldn't accept this weakness. He couldn't accept this insult.

While Riser was lost in his delusional thoughts, Yubelluna was far more shaken. The girl she had arrogantly dismissed as weak and ignorant had turned out to be someone far stronger than she ever imagined.

The pressure Elle had exerted earlier had nearly made her lose control of her own body and piss herself. Her legs still felt weak beneath her.

If this girl had truly wanted to kill them, they wouldn't have stood a chance. Just the thought of it sent a shiver of terror through Yubelluna, her heart still racing as she struggled to regain composure.

Ravel quickly rushed over to help them up, determined to get them out of the arcade immediately. She didn't want things to escalate any further.

Her father had entrusted her with the responsibility of watching over Riser, but she felt she had failed at this simple task.

They hadn't even met the Lord of this territory yet, and already they were stirring up trouble. This was far from the good impression she had hoped to make.

Perhaps she shouldn't have insisted on touring the city; maybe it would have been better to take care of their business quickly and leave, just as Riser had wanted from the start.

Now, as she began to blame herself, Ravel glanced at Elle, unsure of what to say. This mysterious girl had insulted them without hesitation, leaving Ravel at a loss for words.

"Nii-sama—" Ravel began, but Riser didn't seem to hear her. His mind was still clouded by anger and humiliation.

By this time, the guards had arrived, sensing the tension and fearing the situation might spiral out of control. They approached cautiously, intent on defusing the situation before it worsened.

With a polite but firm tone, they offered to escort Riser, Yubelluna, and Ravel to their Lord's mansion, hoping to prevent any further conflict.

"Lord Phenex, Lady Phenex—" one of the guards began, drawing Ravel's attention.

They had already confirmed their identities through other guards who had sensed the sudden surge of mana in the area. Riser had also introduced himself as a Phenex, making it easy to connect the dots.

As the guards positioned themselves in front of Riser to speak to him, it only fueled his rage.

Their presence blocked his view of Elle—the one who had humiliated him. His bloodshot eyes had been fixed on her in a seething, vicious stare, and being interrupted pushed him past his breaking point.

In a blind fury, Riser lashed out, throwing a punch at the guard standing in his way.

The guard Riser struck happened to be a newbie female devil guard, relatively inexperienced in handling entitled noble brats like him.

Despite her lack of experience, she was known for her diligence and cheerful personality. Over time, she had grown friendly with Elle, who frequently visited the arcade where the guard was usually stationed.

Though she was only a high-class devil in terms of power, the blow from Riser caught her completely off guard. Without enough time to block or dodge, she was sent flying across the room, slamming hard into the opposite wall.

The room went silent. Everyone stood in stunned disbelief. Ravel felt her stomach drop, thinking the situation couldn't possibly get worse, yet here they were. Riser was only making things harder for everyone.

Elle had initially decided to forgive the clown if they had just left quietly, not wanting to cause any issues for Kouske with the Phenex clan. She didn't care about the nobility in the Underworld, but after living in Kouske's house for so many years, she had at least some general knowledge about the clans.

She had also heard about the so-called 'false devil Phoenixes,' the Phenex clan, but never thought much of them, aside from finding them somewhat amusing.

After all, would they even amount to anything in front of a real Phoenix? To Elle, her family, and her race, the Phenex clan was a joke at best.

According to Kouske, these devils weren't even truly immortal. So how could they possibly ever compare to real Phoenixes? At the end of the day, they are just a washed up version of real Phoenixes, aren't they?

So, when Riser introduced himself, Elle recognized the surname and knew the Phenex clan held considerable influence in the Underworld.

She had heard how they stayed neutral, avoiding both the Old Satan Faction and the New Satan Faction, selling their coveted Phenex Tears to both sides and reaping the rewards.

She also knew about the arranged engagement between this clown and the Gremory heiress, a move intended to secure the Phenex clan's allegiance to the New Satan Faction.

Elle recalled hearing gossip about this around Kouske's mansion. For a time, Kouske would rant about how ridiculous the engagement was.

According to him, there were plenty of other ways to secure an alliance, but instead, they chose to tie the clown to the lazy, spoiled Gremory heiress—someone who, in his eyes, only knew how to cry and was ungrateful for her luxurious life and position.

Kouske often spoke of how the spoiled Gremory heiress caused constant trouble for her clan, showing blatant ungratefulness for both her family and their efforts.

She would complain endlessly without lifting a finger to contribute, demonstrating an utter lack of gratitude for everything her clan provided. To Kouske, she was just a pitiful, lazy brat, and he had no good impression of her.

Still, he would admit she wasn't entirely a bad person—just a bit lazy, spoiled, ungrateful, and disappointing...

Kouske couldn't help but feel that beneath her shortcomings, there might be potential, waiting to be unlocked if only she chose to change her attitude and take her responsibilities seriously.

Now back to the problem at hand. Elle had initially decided to forgive this clown, willing to overlook his shortcomings.

However, the moment Riser attacked the female guard who had been friendly with her in this arcade, Elle's patience snapped. Now, she was super pissed off.

"You, you, you! Do you think you can just insult Riser like that?! Riser is from the Phenex clan! Riser won't take this lying down!" he barked, glaring at Elle, his face twisted with indignation.

Ravel felt her stomach drop at her brother's stupidity. She knew they shouldn't antagonize someone who could easily overwhelm them. Fighting here, in someone else's territory, would only sour their relationship further.

They were nobles, yes, but that didn't mean they could do as they pleased without repercussions in someone else's territory. Not unless the guards had been extremely rude, which was clearly not the case.

"Nii-sama, please stop!" Ravel pleaded, stepping forward, her voice urgent. "This isn't the time or place for this!"

But her words fell on deaf ears as Riser continued to lash out, unaware of the danger he was inviting.

"You have some nerve," Elle said, her voice filled with disdain as she turned her full attention back to Riser.

"You speak of being a Phenex, but you're not even a real phoenix. Your power is incomplete—corrupted even. You are... nothing but a fake!"

Riser's eyes burned with fury. Even Ravel bristled at the comment, her face pale but her expression a mix of concern and indignation.

"And who even speaks like that? Referring to yourself as 'Riser'...?" Elle said, as a laugh escaped her.

"You! Riser is no fake!" he shouted, his features twisting in anger. "You dare insult Riser?!"

Elle raised an eyebrow, unfazed. "Is that all you've got? A name and a title? You may think you're impressive, but you're nothing compared to those who actually earn their power."

The tension crackled in the air as Riser took a step closer, his hands balled into fists. "You think you can just walk in here and disrespect me? Riser won't stand for this!" 🤡 [A/N: In reality, did he not walk in here instead? 😂]

Ravel, desperate to defuse the situation, interjected, "Nii-sama, please! This isn't helping!" But her voice was drowned out by Riser's escalating fury. But then...

Elle's expression turned cold as she raised her hand. "Let me show you what a real phoenix is."

With a burst of light, Elle's body shifted and morphed, transforming into a massive, magnificent phoenix.

One side of her wings blazed with a brilliant blue fire that radiated intense heat, while the other side shimmered with a deep red flame that emanated a freezing chill.

She wasn't even in her full form, but the sheer size of her phoenix shape filled the arcade, leaving everyone stunned and awestruck.

The beauty of her form mesmerized the entire room. Riser could only gape, wide-eyed and speechless as the realization of what she was dawned on him.

But Riser refused to accept it. Real Phoenixes had long since gone extinct; no one had seen one in over a couple of millennia.

He would not accept being called a fake. He prided himself on his clan. His bloodline power granted him the abilities of immortality, fire, and wind.

To prove who the real Phoenix was, he clasped his hands and summoned the intense immortal flames that the Phenex clan was known for.

As he directed them toward Elle to attack her, Ravel snapped out of her reverie. She was too stunned by the beautiful sight in front of her to stop her foolish brother.

She never thought she would someday actually see a real Phoenix that her whole clan boasted about. She now understood why she felt a strange connection with Elle during their first meeting.

There was no denying it: the being in front of her was a real Phoenix, an immortal Phoenix.

She wanted to prevent her brother from antagonizing her any further, but Riser had already attacked, much to her dismay. The intense flames surged toward Elle, but to everyone's utter surprise, the flames snuffed out of existence at the slightest gesture of Elle's finger.

Furthermore, Riser found himself unable to control his flames. No matter what he tried, he was powerless against her.

His prized flames and even winds disobeyed him, as if he stood before a primal being from which his power most likely originated.

Feeling helpless, he could only gnash his teeth in anger, refusing to accept the truth.

Then Elle's eyes glowed as she focused on Riser. "This is your punishment."

With a wave of her wing, Elle reached into Riser's very being, drawing forth the spark known as the Phoenix Spark—the source of his Phenex powers.

Both Riser and Ravel stood frozen, their eyes wide with disbelief as they beheld the glowing ember hovering in Elle's hand.

The Phoenix Spark, one of the most closely guarded secrets of the Phenex family, was something they had only heard about in whispers.

Never had they imagined witnessing it like this, pulled directly from Riser's body.

Riser felt a rush of panic and vulnerability wash over him, his voice trembling. "Wha-what are you doing?! You can't just take that!"

Elle smirked, her confidence unwavering. "What's the matter? You wanted to throw around your name and influence, but now you see how insignificant it really is. This spark doesn't belong to a coward."

Ravel, her heart racing, finally found her voice. "No, please! You don't have to do this! We can talk this out!"

But her plea fell on deaf ears as Elle's grip tightened around the spark, ready to prove a point.

The flame that had once defined Riser flickered and died in her grasp. Riser gasped, his face pale with shock, his body trembling as he felt the loss of his power.

Ravel, desperate, stepped forward, her voice pleading. "Please, forgive him! He didn't know!"

Elle glanced at Ravel, then turned her gaze back to Riser, her expression unyielding. Increasing her pressure, she declared, "Leave now, if you value your lives."

The intensity of her presence enveloped the arcade, a palpable threat that sent a shiver through Riser. Still in shock, he found himself unable to respond, his mind racing with confusion and disbelief.

Ravel, sensing the gravity of the situation, swiftly took charge. She grabbed Riser and Yubelluna, her urgency palpable as she pulled them toward the exit. "We need to go, now!" she urged, her voice a mix of panic and determination.

The arcade remained silent, everyone watching in awe as the Phenex siblings and Riser's Queen fled.

As they hurried out, the arcade felt heavy with tension, the air thick with the remnants of Elle's power. Behind them, Elle watched, her expression a blend of annoyance and satisfaction, knowing she had made her point clear.

Once they were gone, Elle returned to her human form, her gaze softening slightly as she turned toward the guard Riser had attacked earlier. She helped the girl heal instantly, her voice calm but still laced with authority. "Are you alright?"

The guard nodded nervously, clearly shaken but grateful. Elle turned toward the rest of the arcade, her eyes scanning the room. "They won't be back."

The tension in the room slowly dissipated, but everyone remained in awe of the real phoenix among them.

By now, Sakuya had also arrived, taking in the aftermath of the encounter with a heavy heart. She felt as though she had failed Kouske by allowing the situation to escalate without intervention.

Her earlier distraction, overwhelmed by Kuroka and Valerie's relentless questions about what had happened that night with Kouske, had delayed her arrival to pick up the Phenex siblings.

She was flustered and struggling to keep her composure in the face of their curiosity, which only added to her frustration.

As she rushed over to the arcade, Sakuya realized this chaos provided an escape from the relentless interrogation.

What had happened had already unfolded, and from her perspective, Riser had brought this humiliation upon himself.

At least, as far as she could tell, Elle hadn't actually destroyed his Phoenix Spark, contrary to what the Phenex siblings had witnessed.

That alone gave her a sliver of hope that the situation could be salvaged.

Kouske was preoccupied with business in the Nakiri clan territory, but she resolved to call him to inform him about the incident.

Worst-case scenario, he would return himself, or he could just use one of his clones to assess the fallout.

For now, Sakuya focused on containing what had transpired within Sabnock territory. She wasn't concerned about the Phenex family's reputation but knew that if rumors spread from here, it could make the situation even worse.

Additionally, she didn't want the other devils—especially the old noble ones—to discover that Elle was a real Phoenix.

Kouske had no interest in dealing with those meddling old nobles, and revealing such a truth would surely invite unwanted attention from their side. Keeping things under control now was her top priority.

As her mind whirled with such thoughts, Ravel returned with a visibly shaken Riser and Yubelluna in tow.

Riser's demeanor was particularly dismal. In his own mind, he had officially been reduced to 'trash,' stripped of his bloodline powers and reeling from the humiliation.

Now, he was left with only his demonic powers—nothing else! The once-proud scion (THIRD) of the Phenex clan had been reduced to a mere shadow of himself.

Ravel's surprise was evident, but she knew she had to inform her family about what had transpired.

The invitation letter she had forgotten to deliver, seemed trivial in comparison to the disaster unfolding around them.

Riser, in a fit of despair, locked himself in his room—AGAIN.

Ravel couldn't help but feel pity for him, but also a sense of frustration. Hadn't it only been a few months since his previous negative reputation began to fade after he started participating in his rating games?

Now, with this latest incident, it seemed as if he were cursed to repeat his mistakes, dragging down not just himself but those around him as well.

Lord Phenex wasn't pleased to hear about his son's behavior, but the aftermath of the situation shocked him even more.

The fact that Riser had encountered a REAL Phoenix and lost his Phoenix Spark was an unprecedented development. As the details sank in, Lord Phenex could already feel a headache forming.

The revelation did clear up one major mystery for Lord Phenex—the origin of Akatsuki's high-quality healing potions. If a REAL Phoenix was involved, it explained how they were able to produce such potent healing potions.

The fact that Elle, a true Phoenix, was seen in Sabnock territory and potentially connected to Akatsuki was an alarming realization. If Akatsuki had access to a REAL Phoenix, it meant they could easily rival or surpass the Phenex Clan's monopoly on healing potions.

This raised a serious concern. The Phenex Clan had long relied on their exclusive ability to produce Phenex Tears, which were highly sought after across the Underworld. If Akatsuki could produce something better, it would undermine the Phenex Clan's economic and political standing, putting them in a vulnerable position.

Lord Phenex knew he had to speak with Akatsuki soon, both to address the matter of Riser's lost Phoenix Spark and to discuss the ramifications of a REAL Phoenix aligning with them.

The situation was more urgent and precarious than he initially thought, and any misstep could have dire consequences for his clan. For that, he would first have to get in contact with the Sabnock heir.

But Riser's tendency to lock himself in his room after setbacks had returned, and the disappointment was evident on Lord Phenex's face.

He had hoped Riser would have matured by now, but clearly, that wasn't the case. Now, it seemed he, himself, would have to visit the Sabnock territory to handle this delicate situation.

Too many people had witnessed the events, and the risk of rumors spreading was high. He could only hope that he could contain the situation before it spiraled further out of control.

Riser had already been the subject of ridicule for years following the incident with Rias, and now, if word spread that he had lost his Phenex bloodline powers, it would be far more damaging.

Lord Phenex could already imagine the whispers among the other noble families, the mocking that would follow Riser wherever he went.

Worse yet, if the news reached the Gremory clan, his engagement to Rias might be canceled altogether. But Riser seemed quite infatuated with her. So it wouldn't be in their best interest to actually cancel it.

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[CH 116 Patreon A/N: I don't like writing too much gory sex because it's disgusting and it seems like I don't even know how to write it. But it seems like it's something I need to learn.

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Chapter 70: 108. Slash Dog Part 5 (The Vanishing Dragon).

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Later that day, the afternoon sun hung low as Tobio and his companions rushed toward a multi-tenant building, following Natsume's lead. The destination was a mere fifteen-minute walk from the station, where they would establish contact as directed by the 'Governor General, Azazel.'

Upon entering the building, they found that the elevator was broken, so they climbed the stairs to the fourth floor, where a dim light emanated from a door.

Natsume turned the doorknob, and the door creaked open to reveal a classroom-like room filled with long desks and an enormous screen. Black curtains obscured the windows, leaving the space shrouded in darkness except for the overhead light.

A male voice suddenly filled the room through a speaker. "Hello, ladies and gentlemen, former second-year students at Ryoukuu High School."

Samejima exchanged glances at the mention of their school, while Tobio and Natsume remained calm, recognizing the voice.

"It seems we've gathered as promised. What information do you have for us?" Natsume asked.

"First, let me introduce myself again. We seem to have someone who was too rushed to wait for even a day... I am the leader of 'Grigori,' an organization that studies supernatural abilities like Sacred Gears. We also safeguard those who possess them, including the residents of your current hideout," the voice explained.

Kouki seemed somewhat offended, but he did nothing except click his tongue. The mention of "Grigori" sparked a memory from the Bible. He turned to the speaker and said, "I have many questions, and I want answers."

"While I can't disclose everything, it's good to see you're ready to take the next step," the Governor General replied.

His curiosity peaked as he continued, "We understand we have Sacred Gears—powers that seem unimaginable. The agency that attacked us aimed for those, didn't they?"

"Indeed," the voice confirmed. "But first, I must explain the plot behind those who attack you. There are numerous groups that have battled evil spirits for centuries. These include Onmyoudou and other forms of magic, which are very different from the witchcraft practiced by Lavinia."

"So, we're mixed up in this war?" Tobio's heart raced as uncertainty gripped him.

"Yes," the Governor General continued.

"From among these practitioners, five powerful families are known as 'The Five Principal Clans'—Doumon, Kushihashi, Shinra, Himejima, and Nakiri. They protect this country from the shadows, yet those on the fringes of these clans are the ones targeting you."

Tobio and Natsume also listened intently to the new information. Until now, they had heard nothing about the Five Principal Clans.

Azazel went on to explain the Four Divine Beasts and how many of the unblessed clan members from these clans had faced discrimination and excommunication. Fueled by their grievances, they sought revenge and aimed to destroy those who had wronged them.

Samejima, slouched in his chair, chimed in, "That guy who attacked us called himself Doumon."

"Yes," the Governor General affirmed. "They seek the owners of the 'Four Fiends,' evil spirits that are among the most potent Sacred Gears. Minagawa Natsume and Samejima Kouki, it seems you possess them."

Kouki's gaze shifted to Jin at his feet, realizing the gravity of their situation. "These 'Four Fiends' are our Sacred Gears?"

"Yes," the voice replied, outlining some of the legendary monsters and their dark history.

"They were once exterminated and turned into Sacred Gears passed down to you."

As Tobio struggled to comprehend this fantasy-like world, he asked, "So those attacking us want to use our powers against the Four Divine Beasts?"

"Correct. They aim to reclaim power they feel entitled to," the Governor General confirmed.

"They have gathered a grudge against those who expelled them from the clans, and they're using hypnotism to manipulate the families of the students they've targeted."

Fury bubbled within Tobio as he grasped their selfishness. "You mean our ordinary lives have been turned upside down because of their grudge?"

"Exactly," the Governor General acknowledged.

Natsume spoke up, "Why are you helping us, then? How do we know you're trustworthy?"

"That's a fair question. The leak about the Utsusemi Agency and information on you all came from within my organization. We inadvertently caused this calamity," he explained.

"While we wish to obstruct the artificial Sacred Gears project and seize the traitor responsible, we cannot interfere directly."

Tobio and Samejima's shock was palpable. "So, our lives are in danger because of your mistakes?" Samejima shouted, slamming his fist on the desk, anger boiling over.

Lavinia remained composed as she already knew about all this, but Tobio struggled to contain his fury, feeling the weight of their situation crashing down.

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As Tobio left the multi-tenant building, Natsume detained Samejima, who was mounting his motorcycle, and began arguing.

"Just a minute, where are you going!?"

"I'm just going back alright. I'm about to collapse from exhaustion after all that's happened today."

"I wonder, are you truly going back? So you're not going to stop on the way and fight again on your own?"

"Ah, yeah yeah. But if I find the mastermind, I'll be drawn into it."

"Do you think taking such dangerous actions alone is reliable? Didn't you hear what the 'Governor General' said? We need to cooperate!"

Samejima placed a white cat sitting on the fuel tank into his shirt.

"This guy will manage somehow."

The cat purred, and Natsume, now more disgusted than angry, muttered, "I wonder if your proactive behavior is driven by something other than acting on your own whims."

It was clear Samejima was acting independently to pursue the mastermind behind the affair, causing chaos to lure out the 'Utsusemi Agency.' Tobio understood his feelings. If it were him, he might have acted similarly to learn about Sae's situation.

Natsume turned to Tobio.

"Ikuse-kun, help me stop this Yankee."

Tobio hesitated but didn't want to escalate things.

"You mean Minagawa-san has something to convey, right?"

Natsume recalled the information from the 'Governor General' and pulled several printed pages from her bag.

"This is a list of students who were declared dead in the accident."

"This is from the 'Governor General'?"

"Yeah." She flipped to a specific page. "Here's the problem. The bereaved families moved—at the same time. Can you believe it? Over 200 families relocated simultaneously."

It was far too unnatural. Tobio recalled how Sae's parents had moved without telling him, despite having been close to him since he was young.

Natsume continued, "The 'Utsusemi Agency' is behind this."

She explained how the families had disappeared, and despite this being a scandal-worthy event, nothing had come of it due to the agency's influence.

"If we follow this, we might uncover more about the 'Utsusemi Agency' and the Five Principal Clans."

Her tone was determined. Natsume was also angry, not just at Samejima but at those who had ruined their classmates' lives.

"We are in possession of Sacred Gears like the 'Four Fiends,' so they're targeting us. But I want revenge for our classmates, not guilt. We didn't cause this."

Tobio felt her bitterness and was aware they were facing something dangerous. Still, their shared resolve to save their classmates was enough motivation to fight.

Natsume turned to Tobio with a soft expression. "Ikuse-kun, you're a kindhearted person."

Tobio wasn't sure, but he appreciated her kindness. Lavinia, who had just emerged from the building, agreed. "Tobi is a nice person," she said, holding the black puppy, Jin.

Samejima, amused, laughed loudly. He pulled out his phone and showed Tobio his number. "Register it."

Surprised, Tobio quickly added it to his contacts. "But why give me your number all of a sudden?"

"You're a likable fool. Ikuse, you're the biggest fool. If anything comes up, I'll contact you."

Samejima put on his helmet, ready to leave. Natsume, frustrated, shouted, "We haven't finished discussing this!"

Revving the motorcycle, Samejima grinned. "I'll rest at the condo first. Three days, Ikuse. Train with that mutt. Things are about to get harder, and you'll need its shadow sword. In three days, it faces Byakusa. Also, Natsume, introduce Ikuse to Valerica. She knows her stuff."

With that, Samejima sped off. Natsume stomped in frustration, but it was too late.

As Tobio looked at Jin in Lavinia's arms, he realized that Samejima was right. Intensive training would be necessary if they were to survive what was coming. Three days, and then they'd face the unknown together.

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The next morning, Tobio stood on the condominium rooftop with Jin beside him, empty steel cans stacked on a beer case. Suddenly, Natsume arrived.

"You were also here. Good morning!! —Uh, what are you doing?"

"Good morning. This? I was trying a little something just now."

Natsume glanced at the cans, puzzled. Tobio turned to Jin. "Jin, go!"

A katana-like protuberance appeared on Jin's forehead. Tobio pointed at the cans. "Slash."

Jin transformed and dashed forward, slicing the can in half with a sharp sound.

"Ooh, amazing," Natsume clapped.

"There's more. Next." Tobio commanded Jin to return and threw several cans into the air. "Jump!"

From Jin's back, double-edged swords emerged. "Slash!" Jin leaped, chopping each can effortlessly before piercing the last with his forehead blade.

Tobio smiled at Jin. "That's fine now." Jin reverted to his normal form.

Natsume cheered, "Somehow since I saw it yesterday, has Jin-chan's sword gotten sharper?"

"Uhuh. I've been training him since yesterday with DVDs of period dramas and knight movies. I thought it might help him improve."

Tobio explained how he had watched the DVDs with Jin, noticing the puppy's transformations after mimicking the swordplay.

"After practicing all night, I still feel it's lacking," Tobio admitted. "The sword's strength and hardness haven't changed much."

Natsume observed the rooftop littered with cut cans and wooden planks. "So you were practicing continuously?"

"Yeah, after yesterday's battle, I want to be better prepared. I don't want to lose anyone," Tobio replied.

Just then, a voice interrupted them. "——What's this, that I'd come to hear such speech, is that the way things truly are? Do you really have the power to protect someone?"

They turned to see a beautiful silver-haired girl at the rooftop door, dressed oddly for summer.

In an instant, Tobio saw a young girl with striking silver hair and delicate features. Despite it being summer, she wore a scarf wrapped around her neck and mismatched shorts, creating a curious appearance. A charming white dragon plush toy rested on her right shoulder.

Her voice, sweet and innocent, contrasted with the mature way she spoke, adding to her peculiarity. This girl exuded a mysterious aura, suggesting she might be one of the condominium's residents. Tobio, feeling puzzled, decided to ask her something.

"...You are?" Tobio asked.

Natsume rushed to her. "Just a minute! Aren't you always being told not to say such things out of the blue? You give off a bad impression upon first meeting someone, VALERICA!"

Valerica shrugged. "I don't remember such a thing. Making first impressions depends on the other party's aura. You two are below average."

Tobio recognized her as the cheeky brat Natsume had mentioned.

Valerica then asked, "Dog-owner-kun, will you not fight with me?"

"That's enough, Valerica! You'll be fighting together to defeat the group manipulating the Utsusemi. Stop the quarrels!" Natsume scolded.

Valerica smirked. "I have the right to assess someone's true power. Samejima managed a passing mark."

The words Samejima had spoken yesterday echoed in Tobio's mind. The confidence Samejima had, yet he hadn't won.

Was this new opponent in the same class as Doumon, or even higher?

Shuddering, Tobio commanded Jin without hesitation.

"Jin, go!"

The black puppy grew a blade from its forehead and shot forward.

Valerica, the silver-haired girl, didn't move an inch as Jin charged.

Despite Jin's sharpness, Valerica effortlessly dodged the attack by slightly twisting her body.

Jin immediately corrected his course and chased her, but Valerica continued to evade with ease.

After several feints, Jin went in for a diagonal slash, but again, Valerica dodged.

Jin adjusted quickly, anticipating her movements and giving chase, but his attack was stopped mid-air.

Valerica had grabbed Jin by the scruff of his neck.

Jin relentlessly tried to strike again and again, but Valerica dodged every attack effortlessly.

She crouched in front of Tobio, a fearless smile on her face.

"Samejima tried the same thing," she said.

"He learned to fight alongside his other self."

Tobio realized Samejima's style of using his cat in battle had come from his fight with Valerica and Kuroka. It made sense now.

This girl was on a completely different level.

Natsume sighed, covering her face. "It's happening again, huh."

But Tobio's attention was on Jin, who was now surrounded by a black aura.

His red eyes gleamed dangerously, and a low growl escaped him, aimed at Valerica. Jin was furious.

Suddenly, Tobio felt something similar within himself. His body was also exuding black shadows, just like during the battle at the department store.

Blades began to spring up from the shadows all over the rooftop. Tobio wasn't sure what triggered it—Jin's fury, or the danger they both faced?

Either way, the pressure was immense, yet Valerica only smiled in delight.

"Excellent. This is closer to your true power. The blade on his head is just a bonus, don't you think? Come, hit me!" Valerica opened her arms, ready for battle.

At this point, seeing her ecstatic expression, no one could deny her being a bit of a psycho and a masochist...

Blades erupted from the shadows beneath her, but she skillfully evaded each one, moving like a dancer through the storm of attacks.

The rooftop was now completely covered in sharp, distorted blades, all aimed at Valerica. Still, she dodged them effortlessly.

Tobio, sensing the situation spiraling out of control, shouted, "Jin, stop!"

Jin immediately halted, retracting the blade on his head and walking back to Tobio, simmering with frustration.

Valerica sighed in disappointment.

The battle was over.

Tobio realized he still had much to learn. He didn't possess any extraordinary physical abilities.

Even though he could use the blades from the shadows, it didn't mean he had limitless power.

The blades seemed to emerge when both he and Jin were pushed to the limit—when Tobio was in danger and Jin's anger flared.

As Tobio held Jin in his arms, the puppy wagged its tail. The ability wasn't fully under control yet, and Tobio knew he needed to understand it better.

Valerica, having recovered her mood, asked, "What's your name?"

"It's Tobio. Ikuse Tobio."

"Got it. This is enough for now," she said, then added, "The dragon within me and your dog seem to be reacting to each other."

"The dragon within you?" Tobio asked, confused.

Valerica pointed to her chest. "Didn't I mention it? I have a legendary dragon inside me."

Is she a chuunibyou?

Natsume nudged Tobio, grinning. "Sounds like a classic 'chuunibyou' setting, huh?"

Tobio smiled awkwardly. "Yeah... maybe we should talk to this dragon sometime."

Valerica smirked. "It's no joke. I am a dragon."

Natsume sighed again, slumping her shoulders.

"Anyway, let's clean this place up. Even if we're the only ones here, this rooftop is a mess."

Tobio winced at the sight of the blades littering the rooftop. How were they going to deal with that?

Beside him, Jin yawned, tired from the battle.

It had been three days since Tobio and the others met their new companion, Valerica, a silver-haired girl.

"Jin? Where are you?" Tobio woke up to find his puppy, Jin, missing.

Jin, who usually stayed close, wasn't around. Despite sensing Jin was nearby, Tobio couldn't see him and decided to search.

The door wasn't locked, even though Tobio was sure he had locked it the night before.

Thinking Jin might have unlocked it, Tobio left the room to search elsewhere.

When he reached Natsume's room, the door was slightly open, and he heard two girls talking inside.

Suddenly, Jin burst out, soaking wet. "Jin, I was looking for you. Were you taking a bath?"

The girls seemed to be taking a bath at that moment, so Tobio quickly fled the scene to avoid any misunderstandings.

However, he was caught by the lazy cat, Kuroka, who had apparently returned late the night before. What followed was half an hour of torture in the name of 'training.'

It seemed, for some reason, Kuroka was having goosebumps just thinking about the term and needed someone to vent her frustrations on, and Tobio happened to be that unfortunate target.

Fortunately, he didn't have to endure it for long. The silver-haired battle maniac, Valerica, heard the commotion and decided to join in on the fun.

However, she was quickly defeated by Kuroka, who then found herself facing Valerica's persistent mock battles.

In the end, Kuroka was left feeling even more mentally exhausted, while Valerica, unfazed by her defeat, still seemed eager to fight.

To put a stop to the chaos, Kuroka had no choice but to knock out the battle maniac.

Thankfully, Tobio managed to escape just in time. Later, everyone gathered in the dining room: Tobio, Natsume, Samejima, Lavinia, and Valerica, with Kuroka lounging in one corner of the room, enjoying her well-deserved rest.

Samejima, half-asleep, grumbled, "What happened here?"

Jin had snuck out during the night, gotten caught by Lavinia, and ended up in Natsume's room, where he was given a bath.

Then the fight happened. So Samejima could feel the tension in the room as Valerica eyed the chilling Kuroka.

As the group ate breakfast together, Samejima teased Valerica, calling her 'Lucidra.'

"Lucidra? Is that supposed to be me?" Valerica frowned.

"Yeah, Lucifer and dragon—Lucidra," Samejima laughed.

"Mumuh, change it. I'm from the noble bloodline of Maou Lucifer and have the 'Vanishing Dragon' within me."

"Sure, Lucidra, Lucidra..."

"Muu! Natsume, why don't you stop him?"

Natsume sighed, "No fighting during a meal."

She threw a sausage to her griffon, who ate it skillfully.

Their animal companions—Jin, Griffon, and Byakusa—all ate regular food like any other animals, though Tobio wasn't sure if it was necessary for them to eat.

Lavinia patted Valerica's head, "Good girl, Va-chan. Don't fight."

She was being smothered inside Lavinia's huge breasts.

"Stop patting my head! I'm not a child!" Valerica protested, pouting.

Kouki and Natsume started laughing at that while Tobio found this mealtime scene unexpectedly relaxing.

 

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Chapter 71: 109. Slash Dog Part 6.

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After finishing their meal, the group began their meeting.

"What's the plan? Are we doing something today?" Samejima asked, gulping down his coffee.

Natsume spread out a file from the 'Governor General' on the table, pointing to a region on the map.

"Yes, we're taking action. We need to investigate the whereabouts of the bereaved families of our fellow students."

Three days earlier, they had discovered the families had mysteriously moved.

There had been no media coverage or gossip about their disappearance, which Natsume found odd.

"Could the Five Principal Clans be controlling the information?" Tobio asked.

Natsume nodded. "If any journalist gets suspicious, they might get erased."

Lavinia calmly added, "I'm sure they'd be erased."

Valerica, with her arms crossed, said, "The Five Principal Clans see this as necessary. Those in the Utsusemi Agency are exiles, and the Clans are eliminating them."

Tobio, Natsume, and Samejima shared uneasy looks, realizing their friends and family could also be targeted.

"Don't worry. Your families are safe," said Kuroka, looking at them. This seemed to relieve them a bit.

Fortunately, Akatsuki had placed their loved ones under protection, but that could change at any moment.

Shaking her head, Natsume spoke again, "We can't act aimlessly. We need to make a move."

Tobio agreed. He had to reunite with Sae, and hiding in fear wouldn't help.

Natsume suggested, "Let's visit the homes of our classmates. There might be clues."

She looked at Lavinia, who nodded. "I can use investigative magic at the houses. We might find something."

Samejima then asked, "There are over 200 students. Which house do we start with?"

Natsume hesitated and looked at Tobio for guidance.

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After traveling by train and bus, they walked to a residential area near Toujou Sae's house, a plain two-story building.

Natsume had suggested going there based on intuition.

At the condominium, Natsume had said, "Those guys mentioned Samejima-kun's companion and Ikuse-kun's childhood friend. They probably expect us to go somewhere we're connected to."

Tobio added, "They likely think we'll show up at a familiar place."

Natsume agreed, knowing the risk of a trap. They had already seen some of their enemies' faces and knew parts of their plan.

Their power was growing, and the enemy might be watching this location.

Up until now, both Akatsuki and Grigori had been keeping an eye on the enemy.

Natsume continued, "They know we'll try to rescue our friends, and that we won't stay hidden."

Samejima said, "They could be using places we're connected to as bait."

Natsume declared, "Even more than our power, Ikuse-kun is a major threat to them. We have to proceed, despite the danger, as we might find clues at our classmates' homes."

Tobio also had a personal reason. "Baa-chan was close to Sae's parents. She left some things with them for me after she passed."

Sae's parents had disappeared after the relocations, but Tobio believed something valuable might still be in the house, possibly connected to his grandmother or his supernatural powers.

The group—Tobio, Natsume, Samejima, and Lavinia—headed to Sae's house.

Valerica had left earlier, citing a request from the 'Governor-General.' Leaning against the wall with her arms crossed and a smirk playing on her lips, she had said, "The Governor-General asked me for a different job. So I won't be going, but I'll be watching. Don't disappoint me." With that, she departed, leaving an air of challenge behind.

Samejima, not used to public transport, grumbled, "I can't get used to taking the train."

When they reached the house, it was clear no one lived there.

The windows were shut, the nameplate was gone, and the grass was overgrown.

Tobio remembered his time with Sae's grandparents, feeling nostalgic.

Approaching the front door, they found it unlocked.

Samejima muttered, "If no one lives here, why isn't it locked? Unless the landlord's incompetent."

Lavinia explained, "The whole area is covered by magic to repel people, except for those with special powers."

Tobio and the others exchanged glances before stepping inside, communication crystals in hand.

They cautiously entered the house, which was dark despite it being daytime.

Tobio and Lavinia saw the living room desolate with a withered plant and scattered leaves.

The kitchen was equally eerie, with appliances left behind and the fridge filled with rotting food due to the power outage.

Lavinia occasionally performed a spell to investigate the movements of the former residents.

Natsume and Samejima joined them but reported finding nothing.

Natsume used a flashlight to inspect the first room—a table and sofa remained, but nothing else.

"This place, was it like this previously?"

Tobio nodded in response to Natsume's query.

"Yeah, it's as it was. Nothing has been moved. The only things that aren't here——are Oji-san and Oba-san."

That was Tobio's reply. The things had been left behind, and only the residents were not currently present. That is to say, what the 'Utsusemi Agency' desired was only the blood relatives of the second-year Ryoukuu High School students——.

What the significance of that was, Tobio and company had no idea, but they couldn't help but feel a bad premonition about it.

"We'll split up again," Natsume said. "Keep your communication crystals active at all times. If anything feels off, alert the others."

The team quickly divided, Tobio and Lavinia taking one part of the house, while Natsume and Kouki searched the other. The inside of the house was dim, the air stale as though it hadn't been lived in for weeks.

Tobio decided to check the second floor. As he and Lavinia climbed the stairs, they sensed something human-like.

Tobio and Lavinia, returning momentarily to the entrance hall, began ascending the stairs.

He also spotted something possessing a human-like appearance on the second floor.

Glancing over at Lavinia, she had seen the same thing, her gaze directed upwards. She seized her ear and said.

"...Natsume, Shark, I want you to be cautious."

This was an announcement of preparation for battle. In an instant, a tense atmosphere dominated the house.

"...Jin."

Tobio, calmly summoning his partner, gave such an order. As he swallowed his saliva, the puppy ascended the stairs from behind him.

Jin scouted ahead. Jin was a great reassurance despite his small size. Without him, Tobio would have panicked at the sight of the human silhouette.

Nervous but supported by Jin and his colleagues, Tobio headed to Sae's room on the second floor.

Inside Sae's room, everything seemed untouched. He had been in the room many times. It was a typical girl's room, clean and tidy.

Opening the desk drawer, Tobio found study materials and a diary. As he flipped through it, he found an entry from the day before the trip.

He paused at her last entry, about her wanting to go to Hawaii with him, but knowing he wasn't fully recovered she was very concerned about Tobio's health. The diary ended abruptly, just before the trip.

After Lavinia finished her magic, they left and headed to Sae's parents' room, hoping to find something his grandmother had entrusted to them.

Searching through the room, Tobio found a safe in the closet.

At that moment, the door to the room opened with a *kii* sound. Tobio and Lavinia looked over that way, where there was a single young girl standing on the other side of the door. That figure was recognizable. It was obvious.

"Sae!"

Appearing right in front of his eyes, this person was his childhood friend Sae. She was *jii* staring in his direction.

...At last, we've met up!

His eyes moistening, driven by a sudden desire to immediately rush over to her, he frantically resisted.

"Sae, it's me. Can you understand me?"

However, despite Tobio's cry, the figure he had perceived over there, Sae, showed no change. Before his eyes, Sae was merely wearing a thin ominous smile. Tobio's gaze perceived something.

The prayer beads on her left hand——.

That, it was something recognizable. It was the precious prayer beads he'd inherited from his grandmother. It was something he'd passed to Sae before the trip.

Tobio could do nothing but show a sorrowful expression.

He realized Sae had become an Utsusemi. Despite knowing that, Tobio couldn't bring himself to order Jin to kill her. Lavinia, understanding the situation, observed quietly.

A voice interrupted them. A middle-aged man in a suit entered, introducing himself as Himejima Hanezu, leader of the Utsusemi Agency—the group behind everything.

"The Five Principal Clans," Tobio murmured.

Tobio recognized him from a previous encounter and knew he was a dangerous adversary.

Himejima Hanezu, intrigued, stroked his chin. "It seems you've received information from that black-winged gang. That simplifies things. Those of you with the 'Four Fiends' will be retrieved."

Tobio remained silent. Azazel had said, he wasn't part of the 'Four Fiends'—an irregular.

The man laughed. "Of course, you're necessary too. Ikuse Tobio—no, Himejima Tobio."

'They've already investigated me,' he thought.

Himejima Hanezu continued, "It may seem strange, but your grandmother, Ageha, was from the Himejima Clan. The Clan isn't keen on this power from their bloodline, but…"

"I'm Ikuse. Himejima was just my grandmother's maiden name."

"You may think so, but to those in the shadows, your Himejima blood takes precedence. It's ironic—the 'Dog' comes from someone expelled from the Clan."

Hanezu looked down at Jin, his expression devoid of emotion, his smile artificial.

"My desire has been partly fulfilled. Ikuse Tobio, a 'demon' has been born from the Himejima line, beyond the daughter of 'lightning.' A true creation. It's comedic.

Instead of the 'red' of the Suzaku, they've given birth to 'jet black.' Your face reminds me of the former Himejima chief."

He shook his head. "But my brethren don't see it that way. I must follow the 'Project' as the one responsible for this organization."

Tobio couldn't understand what Hanezu was saying, but he sensed deep enmity in his words.

The man continued without care.

"Ikuse Tobio, why not lend us your power? Instead of cutting us down, why not overthrow the monsters from the Five Principal Clans?"

"...You're only saying what's convenient for you. I don't even understand the significance of that!"

Tobio was frustrated by the man's unilateral demands. To ask for his power now, while Sae was beside him, was intolerable.

The man smiled. "...Draw that ominous blade of yours, and you shall understand my responsibility."

He gestured, and Sae stepped forward, her left hand slashing horizontally.

The shadow at her feet spread through the room, taking shape.

Tobio widened his eyes in shock. A massive, jet-black lion appeared, larger than any Barbary Lion, its golden eyes filled with bloodlust, baring sharp fangs with a low growl.

The sheer presence of the beast chilled Tobio to his core. This lion was different from anything he'd fought before.

While Tobio trembled, Jin stood firm, fearlessly facing the lion, prepared to protect his master.

Tobio, moved by Jin's courage, felt his fear disappear. He wouldn't betray Jin's loyalty.

Himejima Hanezu spoke beside the lion. "This was developed by magicians working with us. It's called 'The Cowardly Leo (The Lion That Lost its Courage)'. Sae is the only one who could command it."

...Sae is commanding this lion?

Lavinia scowled at the lion. "...One of the three has already manifested? This is the reality behind their experiment?"

Hanezu responded, "Young lady of Akatsuki, convey this to your leader. They are serious."

Lavinia, displeased, pointed her wand. "...How utterly unpleasant."

Just then, Tobio heard Natsume's voice through his magical communicator.

'Ikuse-kun! The house is surrounded!'

Tobio turned around and saw a Utsusemi monster on the verandah, accompanied by a fellow student.

The house and garden were surrounded by a swarm of Utsusemi.

He glanced at Himejima Hanezu, who shrugged.

"You want to quarrel here? It doesn't matter to me. But, one suggestion." He raised a finger.

"We could show you our research facility. Your fellow students and their healthy relatives are there.

With the lion and Utsusemi surrounding the house, there's no safe way out. So, would you come peacefully?"

They were being invited to the hideout, but it would mean becoming captives. Yet, it was also an opportunity to uncover the truth.

Cutting their way out seemed impossible. Himejima Hanezu and the lion were too powerful, and in the confined space, Tobio's 'Blade from the Shadows' attack would be limited.

Even though Jin possessed a small body it would seem that his movements would be slightly affected... the chance of injuring Sae as well was far too high. So Lavinia also couldn't act carelessly.

'... Then, should we escape? No, even supposing we escaped, someone would invariably be seriously injured,' Tobio thought.

Himejima Hanezu pulled a square wooden box from his pocket, covered in talismans.

There were talismans with magical characters affixed to the box. Seeing them, Tobio's mind raced. This must be what his grandmother had passed to Sae's parents, something connected to his roots——.

Himejima Hanezu spoke.

"There is something contained within this strongbox. I have been borrowing it for some time. What it is, I haven't checked yet. Is it the same for you, Ikuse Tobio-kun? In terms of the contents——"

He paused, his words lingering... Then as if linking one point to another, Himejima Hanezu made an inviting gesture while speaking to Tobio and Lavinia.

"Well now, after you."

Holding Jin in his arms Tobio addressed him in his thoughts.

'Jin, stay with me. We'll defeat them from within and save Sae and everyone.'

In spite of the fear that was clinging to his body, Tobio's fighting spirit did not waver.

 

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Chapter 72: 110. Slash Dog Part 7.

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Tobio and Lavinia passed through the unusual fusuma (traditional Japanese sliding door made of wood and paper) at Sae's house and entered the Utsusemi Agency's headquarters.

Upon arrival, they were immediately surrounded by a large crowd of their classmates who had been transformed into Utsusemi.

Visually, there were at least scores of them, which led Tobio to believe that all remaining Utsusemi, including those that had previously surrounded Sae's house, were gathered here.

Given that these monsters could be revived, as seen with Sasaki, it seemed there was no end to their numbers.

Among the crowd were adults in business suits, all of whom gave off a threatening aura. They held tokens in their hands and carried talismans, revealing various means of wielding supernatural power.

The bloodlust from both the Utsusemi and the agency members was palpable.

Standing beside Sae, Himejima Hanezu smirked, a sickening grin on his face. "——Welcome to the Utsusemi Agency's headquarters, or should I say, hidden base."

This mocking invitation only fueled Tobio and Lavinia's anger.

Tobio and Lavinia were then handcuffed with restraints that resembled iron blocks. The cuffs bore magical sequences, and as soon as they were placed on Tobio, a cold sensation ran through his body.

His spiritual connection to Jin, which had been strong before, weakened considerably.

Jin himself was placed in a cage behind them, which bore the same magical patterns as the cuffs. Though Jin was calm, sitting quietly in the cage, his crimson eyes burned with raw hostility, indicating he was ready to strike at Tobio's word.

The Utsusemi Agency's goal was becoming clearer: they were conducting a large-scale experiment for the Four Fiends Project, using the powers of Natsume and Samejima to overcome the Clans.

Tobio speculated that the experiment here was a result of the different groups' intersecting goals. Lavinia looked around the room with clear annoyance, visibly unsettled by everything she saw.

Tobio considered his options. The conditions for using his 'Blade from the Shadows' were poor.

While he could attempt to summon it from the shadows at his opponent's feet, he doubted it would be enough. Other than that deadly move, he had little to rely on in this confined space.

Lavinia moved closer to Tobio and whispered, "... Since it's come to this, I will assist you somehow. But I suspect that the opponent wants to see your true abilities. If I intervene——"

She glanced over at Sae. "... It might cause her to get serious. For now, I'll just watch."

Despite being handcuffed, Tobio called out to his partner. "... Jin."

At the sound of his name, a katana-like blade emerged from Jin's forehead. This was the result of Tobio's three days of intense training, where he had named the protrusion from Jin's body 'Blade.'

Facing Jin, Tobio gave his command. "CHARGE!"

In response, Jin shot forward like a bullet, aiming for Himejima Hanezu. However, Hanezu's shakujou (a type of staff or cane traditionally used in Japanese Buddhism, often associated with monks and priests) glowed with pale light and easily repelled the attack.

Despite Jin's speed and deadly blade, the shakujou held firm, clearly strengthened by supernatural means.

Jin continued to engage Hanezu in high-speed combat, attacking with blades from his forehead, back, and tail.

Yet every strike was parried by the shakujou. Hanezu was no ordinary fighter, and Jin's efforts seemed futile.

Realizing this, Tobio prepared for his next move. "——HAKEN!"

At his command, Jin's red eyes gleamed ominously, and from the shadows beneath Hanezu, a gigantic, distorted Blade emerged.

This was the 'Blade from the Shadows,' a technique Tobio had honed during his training. Though it had limitations on frequency and location, he had managed to master it to some extent.

The move had even been named by Valerica, who had observed Tobio's training. After pondering for a while, Valerica suggested, "It's a valuable skill. A blade that springs from the shadows, the form of a distorted hook... The hook of the dark night, Night Haken."

Embarrassed but pleased, Tobio had accepted the name. Now, the Night Haken shot forth, aiming to pierce Himejima Hanezu from the shadows.

He attacked Himejima Hanezu from below with Night Haken, but Hanezu leaped into the air, evading the extending blade.

Swinging his shakujou horizontally, he shattered the blade born from the shadow.

With such power, smashing Night Haken is easy? This realization struck Tobio hard: unless he could reliably stab Hanezu, he wouldn't win.

Yet, he lacked the resolve to kill; he had slaughtered Utsusemi monsters, but killing a human was another matter.

"Jin! Again!" he commanded, launching another attack, but Hanezu jumped back and effortlessly broke the blade.

Tobio kept firing Night Haken, but each strike was dodged or destroyed without landing a hit.

Suddenly, Hanezu tied a token to his hand, causing the shakujou to glow brighter. "HAA!" he shouted, swinging it horizontally.

A bullet of light shot straight at Tobio, who instinctively summoned a blade from the shadow at his feet to act as a shield. However, the bullet smashed through it, sending Tobio flying.

"GAH!" he gasped, pain radiating through his body as he hit the floor. Despite his injuries, he struggled to rise, facing Hanezu.

"... As expected, it's like this huh? This 'Dog' hasn't tasted human blood yet?" Hanezu taunted, pointing his shakujou at Jin.

"Your hesitation towards murder has made your attacks blunt."

Tobio realized Hanezu was right; his uncertainty was affecting Jin's attacks. Hanezu's skill surpassed his, but Jin lacked the murderous intent to fully commit to an attack.

With each of them growing stronger day by day, Tobio thought to himself in relief, he had been uneasy.

Supposing, that if he were unable to control Jin's attack, it would reach a situation where his opponent—a human being would be killed...

It was okay if a Utsusemi monster was his opponent, it was fine if that clay doll was his opponent, but——.

To be able to pull that off against a person, against a being with human form, could he, could Jin, kill them? Would killing them be okay?

—Regarding himself, he merely wanted to rescue Sae and his classmates.

This alone was his determination to fight. For that, he seemed ready for any number of Utsusemi opponents. It was the same for his comrades.

For this Jin had also steadily attained power. However, if the opponent was a person...

If he were to become a murderer in the future, Tobio having arrived at this thought—.

'Is it okay if I make Jin a murderer?'

It was at this point—.

Having arrived at this final moment, Ikuse Tobio—ceased to be gentle.

Tobio bit his lip, shedding tears of regret. Having arrived at this point, having penetrated his enemy's secret base, even with Sae right before his eyes... until 'that' final moment he had been lacking in resolution.

To the side Lavinia, perceiving Tobio's true intentions, bowed her head.

With a look of pity, Himejima Hanezu spoke to Tobio.

"... Now, we must give you a taste of human blood, or the ominous Jin instead?"

Just then, the door opened again, revealing an elderly woman in a violet robe, her presence commanding. Following her was a gothic girl who seemed much lighter in demeanor.

"Chief engineer-dono, wouldn't you say you've had enough fun?" the elderly woman asked, striding toward Tobio.

"Witch-dono, for you to arrive here..." Hanezu sighed.

The elderly woman showed interest in Jin. "So, this is the 'Dog'."

Tobio felt a sudden spike of pressure as Lavinia glared at the elderly woman, sensing her hostility.

"Oh my," the elderly woman noted, narrowing her eyes at Lavinia. "It's been a while, 'Demise Princess' Lavinia."

Lavinia had already been exposed as a Longinus holder two years ago, but Kouske wasn't particularly concerned. He never intended for her to hide her Sacred Gear forever, and she was strong enough to protect herself now.

Unfortunately, Lavinia and Augusta had crossed paths a year ago during a mission, and it was clear the Wizards of Oz were up to no good, even back then. They were involved in black magic and illegal rituals.

And they had also been involved in a major incident that occurred a month ago, which Lavinia had been investigating. However, due to this mission, it had to be delayed. What they—what 'she' had done—was unforgivable.

Lavinia disliked the idea of meeting Augusta again. But, she knew the Wizards of Oz were involved this time as well, so she half-expected to face one of the organization's leaders.

Lavinia responded with annoyance. "Augusta, you were the collaborator?"

Their confrontation ignited a tense atmosphere filled with pale light. But it was Walburga, the girl in gothic attire, who broke the tension with innocent curiosity.

"Oshi-sama (Master), who is that child? She's so adorable kyun~ kyun~"

The elderly woman sighed at her disciple's behavior. "This girl is my disciple, Walburga."

Walburga waved cheerfully at Lavinia, who merely shrugged at that.

Lavinia was already trying to break free from the binding, determined to help Tobio. Intense cold radiated from her, the air around her freezing as she prepared to unleash her power.

The elderly woman asked Hanezu, "How many binding techniques did you use on that girl?"

"Spell equations from each of the Five Principal Clans," he replied, groaning.

"Insufficient. Unless it was ten times that, it wouldn't bind her."

In reality, even that wouldn't be enough. She had been holding back only because of the hostages. But now that all of the hostages were in one place, and with two of the masterminds also present, she could afford to push a little harder.

Though her main task was to assist and protect Tobio and the others, allowing them to gain valuable experience, she knew she could step in more forcefully if the situation demanded.

As cracks spread across Lavinia's restraints, she released a cold breath.

With her wrists free, Lavinia murmured a chilling curse.

<<From eternal sleep, awaken. And thus, the fool will be made to sleep for eternity.>>

A vortex of cold air gathered, forming an ice princess beside her— three meters tall, with a dress but lacking a mouth or nose, adorned with six eyes on one side and a wild rose protruding from the other.

"This is my puppet."

It had four thin arms, but the hands were large.

'This is... a Sacred Gear, isn't it?' Tobio thought. He couldn't tell for sure but felt it was more likely an embodiment of Lavinia's will rather than magic.

Seeing the ice figure, the elderly woman Augusta sighed in admiration.

"One of the thirteen, Absolute Demise, the Eternal Ice Princess. I can't believe a girl like her would possess the incarnation said to overthrow even God..."

Augusta glanced at Tobio.

"Could it be they attracted each other?"

"It might be possible," Lavinia replied.

Augusta laughed softly. "Interesting. Truly interesting. I can see Azazel is already involved. He has his reasons. But is your leader also behind this? What does this have to do with him?"

Suddenly, a pillar of violet flames appeared behind Augusta, rivaling the cold in the room.

<<The anointed one was fastened to the cursed cross. By the high priest of purple flames, the sacrifice is rebuked.>>

Like Lavinia, Augusta released her power with a curse. The purple flames took shape, forming a crucifix for a moment before a giant of flames emerged. In its hand was a flaming cross, standing tall at four meters.

Lavinia and Augusta stood beside their respective avatars, ready for battle.

Tobio observed the ice princess and the blazing giant with awe, realizing they were independent avatars, different from the Utsusemi or the Sacred Gears he'd seen before.

Unlike Sae's black lion, these avatars seemed like energy molded into human form.

Augusta grinned.

"My giant of purple flames or your Ice Princess — will we melt or freeze? Which one wins?"

Then the elderly woman signaled to Himejima Hanezu.

"Chief engineer-dono, wouldn't it be wise to leave? I will handle this young miss."

She pointed upwards.

"Isn't there something up above you need to handle?"

Hanezu glanced at the agency members, then quickly unsealed the door, letting them out. He spoke to the elderly woman.

"…I'll rely on you moderately."

He left, taking Sae with him.

Despite his damaged body, Tobio managed to stand. Linking up with Jin, he watched Lavinia and Augusta.

The two women, accompanied by the ice princess and the flame giant, were creating magic circles and releasing fireballs and lightning strikes.

During his training, Tobio had learned from Lavinia that magic, whether miracles from gods or demonic power, could be reproduced through formulas.

Magic circles allowed for supernatural powers to be released by calculating fixed laws.

Meanwhile, Walburga cheerfully watched the fight.

"Wow~. Oshi-sama, you're in high spirits! Should I watch too?"

She pulled out a broom and floated in the air.

The ice princess created pillars of ice, which the blazing giant mowed down with its flaming crucifix.

While their avatars battled fiercely, Lavinia and Augusta's magic fight had long surpassed Tobio's imagination.

Charging in recklessly would only get him turned to ice or cinders.

Lavinia called out to Tobio.

"Tobi, leave this to me and go help that girl."

"But!"

Lavinia smiled sweetly.

"A time will come when you'll have to protect someone important to you, even if it means hurting someone else. This is that moment."

She pointed to the gate.

"Hurry, go."

Staying under Lavinia's protection wasn't the best choice.

Augusta's magic and her flame giant were far too powerful.

Tobio and Jin couldn't face her—it had to be Lavinia.

Making a bitter decision, Tobio dashed for the door with Jin.

"…Sorry, Lavinia-san!"

He ran after Himejima and Sae, knowing it was the most important thing he could do right now.

As Lavinia resumed the fight, neither Augusta nor Walburga chased him, their attention focused elsewhere.

Tobio's destination: the upper levels of the facility.

"I will rescue Sae," he vowed, advancing with Jin.

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Chapter 73: 111. A Rare Visitor.

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While Kouske was away, Mephistopheles unexpectedly came to visit Akatsuki in the Demiplane. Such visits were rare, as Mephistopheles seldom left his own territory or the confines of his organization, Grauzauberer—one of the largest magician organizations in the supernatural community.

Typically absorbed in his magical research or managing his organization, his presence here was unusual.

Already waiting in the meeting room, he was promptly greeted by Sakuya, who, ever the perfect maid she was, took charge upon learning of his arrival, as Akatsuki was unavailable at the time.

Sakuya had just finished organizing things after the incident with the Phenex clown at Control, the arcade. She had been preparing to discuss the matter with Kouske, but news of Mephistopheles' visit interrupted her plans.

Despite being mentally drained from the day's chaotic events, she had no choice but to set her exhaustion aside and attend to the unexpected guest.

First, she was interrogated by the girls about her developing relationship with Kouske. Then, the Phenex clown showed up, and now this.

She just couldn't catch a break. But a perfect maid never takes breaks—it's part of her duty, after all.

Well, Kouske would undoubtedly refute that if he ever heard her say it, in 'certain' ways that would always make her remember the importance of proper rest and taking good care of her health and body~.

Still, she couldn't help but feel curious about Mephistopheles's sudden visit.

*clang*

The door of the room suddenly opened, making Mephistopheles, who was helping himself to tea and sweets, look up. He found Sakuya's beautiful figure clad in her signature maid outfit entering the room.

Sakuya glanced at the scene, noting that he had already been served food, so she didn't need to worry about such pleasantries anymore. Mephistopheles gave her a kind smile while looking at her.

"It's great meeting you again, Lord Pheles," Sakuya said politely, offering a graceful bow.

"I apologize, but Akatsuki-sama is not available right now. He is not here. However, I would be glad to pass on anything you wish to relay to him."

She gently helped herself to comfortably take a seat in front of him, her poise and professionalism never wavering.

"Oh, that's unfortunate, but it's not a problem. After all, I came here uninvited and so suddenly. Naturally, he's a busy person," Mephistopheles replied with an easy smile.

"But it's a pleasure to meet you again, Lady Izayoi. I hope we can talk properly this time. It's already been a year since we last met, hasn't it?" he mused, his gaze distant for a moment, as if recalling something.

"Yes, time truly flies. I hope you are in good health," Sakuya responded gracefully, her tone polite yet warm.

Mephistopheles nodded, his courteous reply reflecting mutual respect. After all, the woman before him was the first ever Super Devil-class human magician—a feat that was previously unheard of.

Although he didn't know the full extent of her power, his long years of experience allowed him to discern enough to treat her with care.

The two exchanged pleasantries for a while, their conversation flowing smoothly before gradually shifting toward the main topic of his visit.

"So, what is it that you actually wanted to talk about?" Sakuya asked, casually sipping from a cup of tea that had somehow found its way into her hands without Mephistopheles even noticing when and how.

The sight left him momentarily perplexed, though he quickly reminded himself that the person sitting before him was a Master of Time. Such feats were hardly unusual for someone of her caliber.

Still, it was astonishing. Despite his finely honed sensitivity to shifts in mana, he hadn't detected the slightest disturbance or change in the surroundings.

For a brief moment, he found himself in silent awe, his thoughts lingering on the implications of her mastery.

However, he didn't let his momentary lapse show. Composing himself seamlessly, he addressed her earlier question, ready to discuss the true purpose of his visit.

"I heard some time ago, that your organization had a conflict with certain members of the Wizards of Oz," Mephistopheles began, his gaze fixed on her as if trying to read her reaction.

"Ah, yes," Sakuya replied calmly, placing her teacup down on the table.

"Some of our members did encounter them and managed to capture a few. Are you perhaps interested in them?" her tone was polite, her expression unreadable, though she was fully aware of his likely reasons for bringing this up.

"Indeed," Mephistopheles admitted with a small nod.

"Though it's not widely known, they were once part of my organization. The Wizards of Oz are, in essence, a faction of magicians who broke away from Grauzauberer, seeking independence. They aimed to establish their own secret magician country, a place where they could freely study and enhance their craft."

He leaned back slightly, observing her closely as if gauging her reaction to this revelation.

"Oh, is that why you came? Do you intend to help them somehow?" Sakuya asked, narrowing her eyes slightly as she looked at him.

"No," Mephistopheles replied firmly.

"They have strayed far and have already been branded a criminal organization by many, including us, because of their use of extreme black magic and forbidden rituals. These practices were outlawed long ago, yet they persist, using souls to nourish their mana and power."

Indeed, they had strayed too far. Their last major incident had claimed the lives of thousands of innocents, including children, women, and the elderly.

It was the very case Lavinia had gone to investigate, which led her to encounter Augusta, the mastermind behind the tragedy.

So, it was understandable why she did 'that' to Augusta in their final confrontation. The tragedy had been especially hard on that kind-hearted girl's mentality at the time.

Seeing her in such a state had been truly saddening. Sakuya knew their base was located somewhere in the Dimensional Gap, but the area was far too vast to investigate thoroughly—especially with that big bad dragon, roaming the place.

So, Akatsuki (organization) focused on halting those rituals and capturing anyone who might provide a lead back to their base. Thankfully, it hadn't even been a month, and now they had already apprehended some individuals who could reveal its location.

"So, do you also want to know about their location, perhaps?" Sakuya asked.

Grauzauberer had also been successful in capturing some of their members, but all of them were under binding magic that prevented them from divulging any information.

They couldn't even look into their memories or hypnotize them, as in all cases, they would die from a magical blast to their brains. Fortunately, Akatsuki had ways to bypass these restrictions.

If Mephistopheles had waited a bit longer, even he could have devised an alternative method to extract the information without them dying.

"Yes. I intend to get involved. Unfortunately, one of the leaders of that organization happens to be a former disciple of mine. It is a master's duty to correct their disciple if they stray from the right path. That child had talent when I took him in, but..."

*sigh*

Mephistopheles spoke, and Sakuya could see the trace of regret in his eyes. Even a devil as old as him could feel that way sometimes. The world was a place where new challenges and experiences always arose.

Well, it was actually in their own interest if Grauzauberer joined forces to help them eradicate those rogue magicians. It was beneficial for them, so Sakuya didn't mind cooperating.

Afterward, both of them spoke for a while longer before parting ways to fulfill their respective roles.

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After Sakuya informed Kouske through their mental link about everything that had transpired inside Control, including Mephistopheles's visit to the Demiplane, he quickly sent a duplicate of himself.

He knew he had to personally intervene to resolve the situation. Moreover, he was furious with the Phenex clown. How dare he?! At least the fool got what he deserved.

"Are you sure you're fine with this?" Kouske asked Elle, who was already prepared to leave for the game preliminaries in Tokyo, as he held up the orb of Phoenix Spark she had extracted from the clown.

"Yeah, you can do whatever you want with it. It doesn't matter to me. I already taught that 'thing' a lesson. Now I'm busy. Let me go," Elle said, trying to act 'cool' as she attempted to teleport away.

If Kouske had been even a moment later, they would have missed each other entirely.

"Elle-chan held back a lot, you know," Sakuya remarked suddenly from beside her.

"She didn't lash out like she normally would at the first chance and even gave that fool plenty of opportunities to leave—thinking of our political situation, for your sake."

Elle had truly matured a lot since she first arrived here.

"Umm... Thanks for that. I really appreciate you being considerate. But you don't have to worry too much about stuff like that. If something like this happens again, just beat the shit out of them without restraint. I'll take care of the aftermath. You're more important than some foolish devils," Kouske said with a serious look on his face.

Elle blushed slightly at his words but quickly composed herself, pretending as if nothing had happened.

"Hmph! I didn't hold back because of you. I just didn't want to get involved with 'it.' So I ignored 'it,' but 'it' never took the hints," said Elle with a look of displeasure and a sigh, while turning her gaze to another direction.

Both Sakuya and Kouske smiled slightly at her words. She acts all haughty like a princess, yet she can be such a cute tsundere too. Elle frowned at their amused expressions, but her pout only made her look even more adorable.

"What's with those annoying smiles?" Elle asked in a slightly high-pitched voice, her displeasure evident.

"Ha ha ha. It's nothing," Kouske replied with a chuckle. "And yeah, you should have just ignored 'it.' It's just Riser, after all. Nothing good ever comes from associating with 'it.'"

Before Elle could respond, Kouske leaned in and hugged her. She jolted in surprise for a moment, caught off guard by the sudden gesture.

"I'm just happy that you're fine," Kouske whispered, his voice soft.

Elle's expression softened, and after a moment, she smiled and returned the hug.

"Of course, I would be fine. Don't forget who I am," she said proudly, a smug smile gracing her lips as she pulled away.

Her confident tone brought matching smiles to both Kouske and Sakuya's faces, as it only made her seem even cuter.

Without realizing it, Kouske began patting her head, and Elle caught up in the moment, and leaned into it slightly, making it easier for him.

However, the realization soon hit her, and she quickly stepped back, swatting his hand away with a sharp, "Hey!"

Her face turned bright red as she glared at him, flustered. Kouske, unfazed, simply laughed, while Sakuya smiled gently, amused by the scene.

"I have to go. The preliminaries are going to start soon," Elle said, initiating a teleportation circle as she quickly tried to teleport out of the mansion, still glaring at Kouske with a flushed face.

"Good luck," both Kouske and Sakuya said, though they knew she didn't really need it. Elle gave them a small smile before leaving.

She had already talked to the others before leaving, but once again, both Kouske and Sakuya couldn't help but think—if only she was less addicted to games. They sighed internally.

Now, it was only a matter of time before someone from the Phenex clan showed up again, and Kouske was pretty sure he knew who might come this time...

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Now, somewhere in the Underworld, a certain magical Maou had just finished her work as she looked at the date marked on her calendar.

"Yosshai! Work's finished!" yelled the cutest magical girl in the world.

She quickly looked at her prized pen. If not for this, she would have still been buried in work like Sirzechs.

She could only laugh as she recalled her friend's reaction upon seeing it. All of the Maous were interested in it.

Sirzechs and Falbium wanted one for themselves, while Ajuka wanted to know about the magic engraved in it.

Unfortunately, she couldn't let Ajuka experiment on it without Kouske's input. He did say it was a product from a secret project.

She had already shown them the pen, but she didn't want to betray Kouske's trust by actually giving it to someone else.

Sirzechs had actually bothered Kouske quite a lot to get one for himself, offering any amount of money, but Kouske flatly rejected the Maou, saying it was very rare and one of a kind for now. Sirzechs was very dejected but had no choice but to accept it.

Ajuka also tried negotiating, but Kouske didn't agree. Last she heard, Ajuka might reach out to Akatsuki personally for it. Well, at least it was making her life easier. So, no worries for her!

Serafall jumped in joy as she looked at her calendar. A very special day was coming soon. She had been preparing for the whole year, but now she could make this better with Kouske's help.

"Kou-chan! Onee-chan's coming!" she skipped in place with a cute, bright smile, like a small child, as her secretary, who just happened to walk in, sighed at her usual antics.

'It's hard working under such a quirky Maou,' was all she could think...

 

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Chapter 74: 112. Dealings with Lord Phenex.

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Omniscient POV

Lord Phenex didn't waste any time and arrived at the Sabnock territory the very next day.

Though he noticed the many improvements in what was once a barren land, he wasn't all that surprised—he had already been briefed on these developments.

Right now, there were far more pressing matters occupying his mind than marveling at Kouske's insight and management skills at such a young age.

As soon as he arrived, he was led into a grand meeting room where pleasantries were quickly served, though he showed little interest in them. He wasn't in the mood for idle chatter or tea.

It wasn't long before Kouske appeared, walking in with his usual calm demeanor.

"Greetings, Lord Phenex," Kouske said as he approached, extending a hand.

Lord Phenex stood, shook his hand firmly, and sat back down, his expression stern but composed.

After a brief moment of silence, Kouske spoke again, cutting to the heart of the matter.

"Normally, I would enjoy taking the time to discuss many things at our leisure, but this doesn't seem to be the right occasion for that."

He paused, his gaze sharp yet unreadable. "So, let's skip ahead to the main topic. You're here for Riser, aren't you?"

Lord Phenex nodded at that. Then he asked Kouske, "Lady Emberfaust. She is a guest staying in your mansion, correct?"

Lord Phenex had already looked into her before coming here. It seemed she had been seen around Kouske's territory for several years now, and all the citizens knew her as a guest of the Sabnock clan.

Even though Kouske periodically purged spies from his territory, he couldn't simply kill every single person entering his land.

Merchants from the Phenex territory often visited, engaging in various business dealings, and merchants always sought to gather information about their surroundings to maximize their profits.

So, while spies rarely succeeded in obtaining internal information, gathering general knowledge about the territory and its people wasn't that difficult.

If Kouske truly wanted to stop even that, his only option would be to completely seal off the territory—something he would never want to do.

So, Kouske nodded at Lord Phenex's question.

"Then are you also aware... of her race?" Lord Phenex asked after looking at Kouske oddly for a few moments.

"Hmm… Her being a Phoenix, right? I know," Kouske replied briefly, leaning slightly back into the sofa, urging Lord Phenex to continue.

"Then you must be aware of what happened yesterday between the two in your territory?" Lord Phenex asked, staring sternly at Kouske, barely containing his emotions. He truly wanted to burst out screaming at that moment.

In his heart, he knew Riser was at fault, but wasn't it too much to strip him of his own powers? Wasn't that the same as a death sentence for a noble devil?

Just thinking about Sairaorg's treatment until recently made Lord Phenex understand the grim reality awaiting Riser if this problem couldn't be resolved.

Riser would face even harsher scorn and become a laughingstock, having lost his powers rather than being born without them, as in Sairaorg's case.

Add to that the disgrace he had faced from the Gremory heiress a few years ago, and the situation grew even worse. It would tarnish the image of the esteemed Phenex clan forever.

However, Lord Phenex, as experienced as he was, refrained from doing something as childish as lashing out at the boy before him. Still, his words carried an underlying sense of his anger.

"Oh, you mean Riser wanting to forcefully enslave Elle... I mean, Miss Krystelle, inside my own territory? Then yeah, I did hear about it," Kouske replied, unhidden disdain flickering in his eyes at the topic. He kept his gaze sternly fixed on Lord Phenex.

Lord Phenex took a deep breath before saying, "Look, I know Riser was being immature and at fault for picking a fight. But don't you think what happened to him is too much? He's already learned his lesson. I would like to apologize to Lady Emberfaust on his behalf so that this misunderstanding can be resolved. How about it?"

Kouske scoffed at the incident being dismissed as Riser merely being 'immature'. Riser was far too old to act like that. And it had only been a day since the incident—Kouske highly doubted Riser had learned any lesson in such a short time.

Perhaps a few hundred years might knock some sense into him. However, that would only worsen the relationship between the two clans, and Kouske didn't want to escalate the matter further.

Seeing that Lord Phenex was willing to apologize was a surprise to him. Riser had already gotten what he deserved, and if Lord Phenex was prepared to make amends, Kouske considered accepting it—but not without gaining something in return.

"First of all, Miss Krystelle isn't here right now, and she won't be back for a long time. She had an unpleasant experience and is currently busy dealing with personal matters," Kouske said, noticing Lord Phenex's impatience at the news.

It was clear he wanted to resolve this issue as quickly and quietly as possible. Learning that Elle was unavailable put him further on edge.

"But you don't have to worry. I can deliver the Phoenix Spark to you myself," Kouske said, pausing with a light smile playing at the corner of his lips.

Lord Phenex was visibly surprised at that revelation but quickly grew displeased upon noticing Kouske's smile. It was clear to him that Kouske wanted something in return—a fact easily understood by someone of Lord Phenex's experience.

Then again, he had never expected to receive it for free. As long as the cost wasn't too great, he was prepared to pay. After all, the prestige of the Phenex clan far outweighed any minor loss.

"What do you want in exchange?" Lord Phenex asked, not wasting any time.

Kouske's smile widened ever so slightly. Dealing with people who understood the situation without needless pretense was always a pleasure.

"First of all, I want Riser to personally apologize to Miss Krystelle," Kouske said, his sharp gaze fixed on Lord Phenex as he awaited a response.

"Sure," Lord Phenex replied instantly, without hesitation. Even if Kouske hadn't brought it up, he had already resolved to drag that troublesome son of his out of his room and make him apologize.

"Secondly, I want you to remove all the taxes placed on my businesses in your territory for the next 1000 years," Kouske said, watching Lord Phenex's face twist with irritation.

Kouske knew perfectly well that no one in their right mind would agree to such a demand—especially not for a ridiculous span of 1000 years. But that was exactly his intention; this request would naturally lead to another negotiation.

sigh

Lord Phenex sighed deeply, recognizing Kouske's ploy all too well.

"Young Lord Sabnock, you should know I cannot agree to such a thing."

"Oh? Is that how little Riser means to you?" Kouske asked with mock disbelief, a faint smirk tugging at the corner of his lips.

After that, what followed was a back-and-forth negotiation between the two to finalize the deal.

They eventually agreed on Lord Phenex lowering the tax by 50% for the next 100 years. While that was still quite a significant concession, it was a relatively small price considering what they were gaining in return.

Some other clans might even sell all their assets for a chance to obtain more power. After all, it wasn't every day that one could negotiate an exchange involving bloodline abilities.

Because of this, Kouske also managed to secure another deal to purchase some lands in the Phenex territory—both in the Underworld and the Human world—at a 40% discount.

Once the specifics were discussed and finalized, they put the agreement into a written contract.

To Lord Phenex's surprise, Kouske immediately handed over the Phoenix Spark. He had expected Kouske to delay the handover until at least part of the agreement had been fulfilled.

But this move was a show of sincerity on Kouske's part, as both of them understood that if things went wrong, Elle could simply take it back as easily as before.

In the end, they exchanged some pleasantries without much resentment. Though Lord Phenex was initially dissatisfied, both of them appeared pleased for now.

Lord Phenex also secured a promise from Kouske to arrange a meeting with Akatsuki in the future.

So, each had walked away with what they wanted, despite Lord Phenex having to take a minor loss.

Before leaving, Lord Phenex handed Kouske an invitation to Ravel's upcoming birthday celebration. Kouske gladly accepted, and it was decided that Riser would offer his apology to Elle at the event.

As Kouske and Lord Phenex left the meeting room, Kouske's vision was suddenly obstructed by two giant sacks of balloons. He was enveloped in something he could only describe as divine.

"Kou-chan! Onee-chan ga kita!"

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In a quiet, run-down church far from the bustling capital of Argentina, the tale of a saintess named Asia Argento began to spread.

Her innocence and pure smile, paired with her natural shyness, captivated everyone who encountered her.

To the townspeople, she seemed like an angel—radiating a holy aura, disguised as a humble nun.

People traveled from distant places, eager to witness her grace. It was said that just a touch from her could heal even the most severe wounds, both physical and emotional.

Her presence became a source of comfort and hope, and soon, she was known far and wide as the miracle-working saintess of the church.

Soon, the news reached the ears of the main church in the Vatican, prompting them to dispatch exorcists to make contact with what they assumed to be a Sacred Gear wielder 'belonging' to the church.

Surely, someone following the Lord's teachings would 'happily join' their ranks, right? Only a heretic would ever refuse...

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Chapter 75: 113. Slash Dog Part 8.

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Natsume and Samejima escaped Toujou Sae's house, defeating several Utsusemi, and hid in an abandoned factory.

Natsume tried calling Tobio but only heard, [Out of signal area~.]

The magic communication in their ears had also failed, likely due to distance or the enemy's magic.

Natsume suspected Tobio and Lavinia had been transported. With Tobio's growing power and Lavinia's overwhelming abilities as the 'Ice Princess,' they could seriously injure even enemy leaders.

However, Lavinia's power was too destructive to use freely, especially in a residential area like Sae's house, where Tobio and others could have been harmed.

Frustrated by their separation, Samejima struck the ground.

"It was a trap, and we fell for it. My own naivety makes me want to puke."

He had gained confidence after his recent growth but was shaken by how easily the enemy had outmaneuvered them.

Natsume shared his frustration. But Samejima, despite his anger, reflected on his mistakes and retained a surprising level of maturity.

"...Either way, we have to decide—do we return to the house or go back to the condominium?"

Natsume deliberated their next move as they concealed themselves inside the factory. Suddenly, faint sounds came from outside.

Tension gripped them as they focused on remaining undetected.

After a moment, a small figure appeared at the factory entrance—a young girl, around nine or ten, with braided hair.

Natsume didn't recognize her, and the sight of a child in such a desolate place was suspicious. However, Samejima's expression shifted to one of shock. Rising cautiously, he moved toward the girl.

"...It can't be," Samejima muttered under his breath. Standing before her, he hesitated, then asked, "You, why are you here?"

Samejima's reaction surprised Natsume. Revealing herself, she questioned him formally, "...Who is she?"

"It's Nobu—Maeda's little sister," Samejima replied grimly.

Maeda Nobushige—Samejima's close friend and someone he was determined to save. The girl standing before them was his little sister.

"But why would you—"

Before Samejima could finish, the girl suddenly thrust a blade into his abdomen!

The sound of tearing flesh echoed as the blade pierced through his body, emerging from his back. The blade in the girl's hand shimmered unnaturally, resembling the grotesque tentacles of the Utsusemi.

"...!!!"

Samejima staggered, blood pouring from his mouth as he choked violently.

"SAMEJIMA-KUN!" Natsume screamed, rushing to his side.

Assessing his wound, she realized his heart hadn't been struck. The injury was severe but not immediately fatal.

Before she could act further, another figure emerged from the shadows—a young man. Natsume froze as Samejima's eyes widened in disbelief.

"...Nobu..." Samejima whispered, his voice weak as blood continued to seep from his wound.

The young man was indeed Maeda Nobushige, but his vacant eyes revealed he was under the enemy's control. A sinister grin spread across his face as a low chuckle escaped his lips.

"Kukuku…"

Then, the sinister laughter of a third party echoed through the desolate factory.

A new figure appeared—a man in his late twenties, dressed in a business suit. His gaudy smile radiated malice as he spoke.

"Yo, it's been a few days. Samejima Kouki of the 'Four Fiends.' And you must be Minagawa Natsume. A pleasure."

Natsume didn't recognize him, but upon seeing the man, Samejima's expression twisted with fury, despite his critical injuries.

"...Doumon."

This was Doumon Kazuhisa of the 'Utsusemi Agency.'

Doumon's grin widened as he observed Samejima's weakened state. His tone was almost cheerful as he continued.

"Why the hostility? Is it because Maeda Nobushige is with a monster mimicking his sister? The reason is simple. That girl is an Utsusemi—a creature imitating Maeda Nobushige's younger sister."

Natsume froze, her gaze darting to the girl standing beside Maeda. Her mind reeled.

Her voice trembled as she spoke. "An Utsusemi... imitating Maeda-kun's sister? How is that even possible!?"

It was a natural reaction. Until now, Utsusemi had only resembled grotesque variations of plants and animals.

But a creature that perfectly mimicked a human form was beyond their imagination.
Doumon laughed with delight at their shock.

"Did you really think creating monsters that mimic living beings was impossible? How narrow-minded. This... is my hobby."

"...Fiend!" Natsume spat, her voice dripping with disgust.

The very idea of creating Utsusemi to impersonate loved ones was abhorrent. It was a vile perversion of any ethical boundary, and yet it seemed Doumon reveled in their revulsion.

Doumon merely smirked. "Call me what you like. Now, with wounds like that, Samejima Kouki doesn't have long. And when he dies, the Sacred Gear within him will vanish until it finds a new host. Now, we can't let that happen, can we? Then, extracting it forcibly is our only option."

His words were laced with vulgar indifference, treating Sacred Gear users like disposable vessels. To Doumon and his ilk, the individuals meant nothing—it was only their power that mattered.

"...I won't let you."

Natsume stepped between Doumon and the fallen Samejima, her stance defiant.

At the same time, she noticed Samejima's sacred gear's avatar, Byakusa, pressing its tail against his wound.

The white cat's efforts seemed to be stabilizing him, though it was unclear if it could fully heal the damage. For now, all Natsume could do was buy time.

Doumon sighed dramatically, motioning his hands and body in mock gesture. "Such bravery. Admirable, but futile."

He pulled several talismans from his pocket, releasing them into the air. As he chanted, they formed a glowing pentagram, summoning five towering clay dolls. Standing beside his creations, Doumon sneered.

"Let's see how long your little courage lasts."

With a wave of his hand, two of the clay dolls lunged forward.

"Do it, Griffon!" Natsume commanded.

Her falcon partner, flying high above, dove at one of the clay dolls. Its wings sliced through the air, managing to chip a small piece from the doll's tough exterior. But it wasn't enough to destroy the massive construct.

Doumon laughed. "Pathetic! My dolls won't crumble so easily."

Natsume, undeterred, gestured silently to Griffon. The falcon soared higher, feinting and circling before diving at full speed. This time, its reinforced wings severed one of the doll's arms.

'Yes!'

But the victory was short-lived. The clay doll retaliated with its other arm, striking Griffon mid-air and sending it hurtling into a pile of scrap.

"Griffon!" Natsume cried out, panic seizing her chest.

The doll reached into the debris and pulled Griffon from the wreckage. The falcon hung limp in its grasp, blood dripping from its body.

Doumon's laughter echoed cruelly through the factory. "What a pitiful sight. And now—"
He gestured again. The clay doll tightened its grip.

*Gush*

A sickening sound filled the air as blood gushed from the falcon's crushed body.

"GRIFFOooOON!" Natsume's scream tore through the factory, her entire body trembling with grief and rage.

Doumon's eyes gleamed with twisted delight as he basked in her despair.

"FUHAHAHAHAHAHA! Both your Sacred Gear and your partner are destroyed. What now? Are you going to fight me with your own body? Without those Gears, you're just ordinary humans!" 

The clay dolls closed in. Natsume, with her falcon partner lost, was overcome with frustration, sorrow, and rage. But even as tears streamed down her face, she stood protectively over Samejima.

"...Ruu...un..." Samejima whispered weakly, but Natsume couldn't abandon him.

She had decided: for victory, for everyone to survive, she couldn't give up. Not Samejima, nor Tobio, nor Lavinia, nor Griffon—none could be left behind. She would rescue them all, no matter the odds.

"I won't be defeated by you! We'll all make it out of this, and I'll defeat you, no matter your twisted reasons!" Natsume screamed, her heart pounding.

Suddenly, Doumon's smile faltered as he noticed something behind her. Natsume turned to see Byakusa, sparking with electricity, and Samejima's chest throbbing.

"...Byakusa-chan?" Natsume asked, confused, but another strange phenomenon occurred.

A powerful wind began to swirl, gathering around one of the clay dolls.

"...Griffon?" Natsume muttered, realizing something was changing.

From the chaos, light exploded from Byakusa and Griffon. Natsume shielded her eyes as the light faded, revealing two massive creatures. A giant, electrified white cat and a winged, lion-headed griffon. Byakusa and Griffon had transformed.

Doumon was stunned. "The 'Four Fiends'... their original forms?!"

A whirlwind tore through the factory, the white beast's tails striking a clay doll, destroying it with a burst of electricity.

Griffon's wings flapped, sending debris flying and even ripping the factory roof off. Samejima was secured by one of Byakusa's tails, and another clay doll was quickly obliterated by wind blades.

"This is Qióngqí (mythological name of Griffon in DxD)!? How could they both...?!"

Doumon shrieked in pain as Griffon's wind blades severed his arm. He collapsed, clutching the stump in agony.

"These are Griffon and Byakusa's true forms...?" Natsume whispered in awe.

The creatures had grown immensely in power.

Griffon landed before her, and Natsume smiled in relief. Despite the changes, the spirit was the same.

Just then, a voice echoed through the factory. "What's this, he is still alive? I thought it would've been over by now."

"VALERICA!?" Natsume exclaimed. The silver-haired youth stood casually amidst the chaos.

"Yo, Minagawa Natsume. Sorry I'm late, but I've come to meet up."

Valerica's gaze fell on Doumon, who, now missing an arm, tried to flee. She blocked his path effortlessly, her wings glowing with pressure so intense that even Natsume and the transformed beasts felt it. Doumon shook in fear, dropping his severed arm.

"A lowly human like you..." Valerica said, smiling wickedly, but before she could act, Samejima spoke.

"...Wait."

Samejima, despite his injuries, struggled to his feet. Trembling, he took slow, determined steps toward Doumon.

"...That guy's mine to beat up!"

Samejima, gazing at the unconscious Maeda Nobushige, clenched his fist after a deep breath.

Doumon, shaking from Valerica's overwhelming presence, had dropped to the floor, unable to move. Samejima grabbed him by the neck and forced him to stand.

"Hiiiiii!! Forgive me, please!!" Doumon screamed in terror.

[A/N: This guy's nuts and a freaking scaredy-cat. It's canon btw. 🤣]

With his face twisted in fury, Samejima punched Doumon hard, sending him sprawling to the ground.

After the blow, Samejima looked toward Maeda and muttered, "Nobu, for now, I'll let him off with just one blow."

That was all he said before collapsing, unconscious. Valerica swiftly caught him.
Cradling Samejima in her arms, Valerica chuckled. "He revived that much? How amusing."

Natsume asked, "Valerica, how is Samejima-kun?"

Valerica examined the wound. "His Sacred Gear seems to have applied lifesaving treatment to protect him. The bleeding's stopped, but he'll need blood replenishment."

"...The bleeding has stopped? Even though there's an open wound in his chest?" Natsume asked, confused.

"Yeah, look at his back. The white cat's tail has plugged it. The 'Four Fiend' is mending the body of its master," Valerica explained.

Indeed, as Valerica pointed out, the fatal wound that ran from Samejima's chest to his back had been sealed by Byakusa's tail, which had dissolved and integrated into Samejima's body. 

Valerica continued, "Originally, the Sacred Gear was something generated by the body. So it's not surprising that the body of the independent avatar type is compatible with its master."

Natsume marveled once again at the unexpected capabilities of the Sacred Gear and Samejima's condition.

While supporting Samejima, Valerica conjured a magic circle beneath their feet. The silver-haired youth, also proficient in magic, demonstrated her skill.

"I'm opening a teleportation magic circle. Samejima will be transferred to the Grigori Research Institute. If we get him there, he should survive this wound," Valerica said, efficiently handling the aftermath.

With Akatsuki's enhanced potions in the facility, Samejima would be easily healed there. Azazel would also be happy to exa—meet him in person.

Natsume noted the unexpected kindness from this child. Valerica, though often grumbling, was undeniably capable and kind.

Samejima, now accompanied by Byakusa in her large beast form and the captured Doumon Kazuhisa was transferred to the Grigori research institute through Valerica's magic circle.

The Utsusemi that Maeda Nobushige had used vanished without a trace, but the syrup-like substance left behind was collected by Valerica in a vial for further investigation.

Afterward, Valerica spoke to Natsume, explaining the current situation. Natsume was taken aback upon hearing the news.

"The Five Principal Clans are moving!?"
Valerica nodded in agreement.

"Yeah, someone leaked the location of the Utsusemi Agency's hidden facility to them. It looks like a large purge team will be heading there soon."

Natsume, piecing things together, asked, "So, the task Azazel gave you was to inform the Five Principal Clans of the location of their hideout?"

Valerica grumbled in response. "Yeah, that's all. Azazel uses me like an errand boy (girl). Doesn't he realize how valuable I am…?"
Valerica slouched as she voiced her complaints.

Thinking back, when they were heading to Toujou Sae's house, Valerica had already forfeited crucial information about the hideout's location—the very foundation of the Utsusemi Agency's operations.

While one might expect the Utsusemi Agency to apologize, with the Five Principal Clans now aware of the hideout's location, it wouldn't be surprising if they attacked immediately.

However, Natsume found one aspect perplexing—why hadn't the Governor General passed this information directly to the Five Principal Families themselves? And why release it now? Could it be a test? Was the Governor General evaluating the power of the Four Fiends, Ikuse Tobio, and Natsume's group? Or perhaps he intended to move them into action, observing their response?

Valerica broke Natsume's thoughts with her question, "So, I'm heading out now. What about you, Minagawa Natsume?"

"Where to?" Natsume asked.

Valerica's response was filled with anticipation. "To the 'Dog's' location. It seems they've been taken to the Utsusemi Agency's hideout. We'll retrieve them before the Five Principal Families' agents arrive. That's my new mission. Are you coming?"

It was the kind of invitation one couldn't refuse.

Natsume's resolve hardened. "I'll proceed to Ikuse-kun and Lavinia's location! And then, I'll put an end to the Utsusemi Agency!"

Natsume, nodding her head, accompanied Valerica together with the transformed Griffon. 

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Slash Dog has so many events, and I don't think I'll include the later volumes after the Satanael events since it's such a huge storyline.

But I've started it, so I'll finish it quickly and then return to the canon DxD events. After that, I will explore Danmachi or some other world. I only included so much of Slash Dog because, as I mentioned earlier, not many readers are familiar with these events, and I wanted to include them in my fic. That's why...]

Chapter 76: 114. New Plans!

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Chapter Text

Omniscient POV

Vatican, Italy

In an open field, a man could be seen practicing his swordsmanship relentlessly—Masaomi Yaegaki.

After years of tireless effort, his hard work was finally recognized, and he might soon be entrusted with one of the Excalibur Fragments as a natural-born Holy Sword wielder.

Though it came late, this recognition gave him a chance to uncover this fact about himself without meeting a tragic end like it was meant to be.

However, being chosen as a candidate for the Holy Sword wasn't something that happened easily or suddenly.

It was only due to the retirement of the previous wielder and Masaomi's status as the next best available candidate that he was most likely to be selected. Even so, he still needed to prove his worth.

He remembered how, during the previous fiasco, if not for Vasco Strada's intervention, he, Touji, and the others might have been discarded as mere expendable pawns for escape.

Over time, Masaomi had also come to understand the darker side of the Protestant Church a little more clearly.

"Masaomi!"

His training was nearing its end when someone from the Church came rushing in, calling out his name urgently. Masaomi halted his practice and turned around to see who it was.

"Steve? What happened? Why do you look so panicked?" Masaomi asked, noticing his friend's flustered expression.

"T-The Pope! He's calling for you! You cannot keep him waiting!"

Steve managed to say between heavy breaths, clearly winded from running such a long distance.

The training grounds Masaomi used were located quite far from the main Church Headquarters, chosen specifically to avoid distractions while honing his skills.

The Pope was the highest-ranking human authority in the Church, someone even Vasco Strada—the Violence of Heaven—had to obey, as he was merely a Cardinal.

Masaomi was both surprised and intrigued by this unexpected summons, having never met the Pope before.

Without letting his thoughts distract him, he quickly gathered his things and rushed back toward the Church, eager to learn the reason for this sudden call.

After a while, he stood before the door leading to the Pope's chamber. It was safe to say he was a bit nervous.

Just as he was gathering his composure, someone unexpected appeared.

"Masaomi, how's it going? Have you been doing well?" asked a tall man with jet-black hair, wearing fancy sunglasses and an equally extravagant black robe.

"Oh, hello, Max. Weren't you supposed to be on a different mission?" Masaomi asked, slightly surprised.

Max was the other candidate for inheriting the Holy Sword. They were competitors, to say the least.

Although Masaomi didn't know him well, Max often sought him out, trying to get to know him better.

Even though Masaomi had nothing against him, he couldn't shake the wariness he felt toward Max—the man just seemed way too suspicious.

"I was, but I was suddenly called back. Apparently, someone else was sent in my place," Max said with a casual smile.

"Oh, you were supposed to go to Japan, right? Something about Fallen Angels and magicians stirring up trouble, I heard," Masaomi remarked.

"Yeah. Who knows what's really happening there? But they sent David instead, so everything should be fine. He's a capable exorcist," Max replied confidently.

As they continued their conversation, a loud cough echoed from inside the room, clearly intended to grab their attention.

Realizing they had been delaying for too long, they exchanged awkward glances before stepping inside nervously.

Seated before them was the Pope of the Church—an obese man in his late fifties, draped in extravagant garments adorned with gold and precious jewels.

Even his robes were embroidered with intricate golden patterns.

Despite his grandeur, the deep frown on his face made the atmosphere tense.

"How long were you planning to make me wait?" the Pope demanded, his voice laced with clear irritation.

Both Masaomi and Max quickly bowed and apologized in unison. Whatever majestic image Masaomi had of the Pope was instantly shattered.

"Um, Your Holiness, why were we summoned so suddenly today?" Masaomi asked after a brief pause, once they were seated with the Pope's gracious permission.

The Pope handed each of them an envelope. Inside was information about a particular individual.

"What's this?" Max asked as he opened the envelope. Masaomi followed suit.

"This contains all the known details about Asia Argento. Unfortunately, we couldn't gather much.

One of our exorcists spotted her in Argentina, where she was seen healing people.

Locals have even begun calling her a Saintess due to her miraculous healing abilities," the Pope explained.

"Does she possess a healing-type Sacred Gear?" Masaomi inquired, his curiosity piqued.

As both Max and Masaomi tried to piece together why they were being given this information—since people with healing-type Sacred Gears were rare but always recruited by specialized units for such work—the Pope continued speaking, cutting through their thoughts.

"Most probably. It might even be Twilight Healing, which is the second-best healing-type Sacred Gear after the Longinus.

Or it might be a completely different type of Sacred Gear. We don't really know. But what's certain is that it is special," the Pope explained.

"Special? How?" Max asked, clearly intrigued.

"Apparently, it can even cure terminal diseases. Many people have been cured by her," the Pope replied.

The revelation caught both of them off guard. Most healing-type Sacred Gears, even the powerful ones like Twilight Healing, couldn't cure diseases, especially terminal ones.

They were primarily effective for injuries, not life-threatening conditions like cancer or even congenital weaknesses.

Even the Church's current Twilight Healing user couldn't perform miracles like curing such ailments. The user was also aging by the day.

If this girl, Asia, truly had such abilities, she could become an invaluable asset to the Church.

"Shouldn't we recruit her then? We should make her one of the Holy Maidens in the Church!" Max said, his excitement palpable.

"Yes, exactly. That's why I called you two today. The exorcist who found her did invite her, but for some reason, she refused and has been avoiding such discussions.

I want you two to go there and convince her to join us. After all, her power should be used for the betterment of the followers of God," the Pope stated, his tone serious.

The Pope then handed over further details, including information about the other exorcists recently staying in the area.

After a while, both men stood up to leave the Pope's chamber. But just as they were about to exit, the Pope said something that stopped them in their tracks.

"The one who can convince her will become the wielder of the Holy Sword. This issue has been procrastinated for long enough.

So, good luck. I am expecting positive results from this," the Pope said as the door behind them closed with a soft thud, leaving both of them standing there, baffled.

Max and Masaomi exchanged awkward glances, their faces reflecting the realization.

It seems they weren't supposed to work together to recruit her—but to compete against each other for the Holy Sword.

But for some reason, something about the idea didn't sit right with Masaomi. He didn't have a good feeling about it.

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Sabnock Territory, Underworld

*boing*

*squish*

"Kou-chaan!"

Just as Kouske and Lord Phenex exited the room, Kouske was smothered in a heavenly sensation, blocking his view.

An awkward silence followed as the short-stacked magical girl clung tightly to the taller boy, practically suffocating him (not really).

She even let out cute giggles, "He he he."

After a while, Kouske managed to free himself from Serafall's hug, albeit reluctantly.

"How many times have I told you not to use 'chan'?" Kouske said with a sigh.

Lord Phenex, witnessing the scene and already aware of Serafall's unique personality, couldn't help but let out an awkward laugh.

"Greetings, Leviathan-sama," Lord Phenex said with a polite bow.

Just as Serafall was about to retort to Kouske, she was interrupted by Lord Phenex's greeting.

She had been waiting for quite some time after arriving. Sakuya had informed her that Kouske was busy attending something important, so she had no choice but to wait reluctantly.

Still, she didn't have all that free time—her free time was running out. So impatience got the better of her. When Kouske's meeting ended, she immediately jumped in.

She knew the other person (Lord Phenex) and was aware that he was already aware of her personality, so she didn't need to worry too much about maintaining her image.

Serafall greeted him back, and they exchanged pleasantries for a while.

"So, are you done with the meeting?" Serafall quietly asked after a moment.

"Yeah. I was just about to escort him to the door," Kouske replied.

"That's not necessary. I'll be taking my leave now. Have a good day," Lord Phenex said, quickly excusing himself.

Even though he was curious about Satan Leviathan's visit, he was in a hurry and couldn't stay.

He was eager to return and help his son recover before any strange rumors started spreading.

So, with Riser's Phoenix Spark in his possession, Lord Phenex left promptly. Afterward, Kouske guided Serafall to the hallway.

He preferred the relaxed atmosphere of the hall for conversations, finding it far more comfortable than the stiff formality of the meeting room.

"Why was Lord Phenex here?" Serafall asked out of pure curiosity.

"Nothing significant. Just a business deal, that's all," Kouske calmly answered.

"Ooh," Serafall muttered with mild interest.

"And what brings you here? Aren't you buried in work these days? I heard some interesting rumors—something about screams and strange sounds coming from your office lately," Kouske teased, a smirk playing on his lips.

"Uh… ha ha ha. It's nothing, really. Don't worry about it," Serafall said, laughing nervously.

In truth, she had been driving her subordinates mad to free up her schedule as soon as possible.

She had more important matters to attend to than her Satan duties.

The supposed 'screams' were just the result of her overworked staff venting their frustrations.

"If you say so," Kouske remarked, giving her a suspicious look.

"Forget about that! I need your help—it's about So-tan!" Serafall exclaimed, her excitement evident, immediately catching Kouske's attention.

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Chapter 77: 115. Slash Dog Part 9.

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Chapter Text

Omniscient POV

Having slipped out of the underground hall, Tobio dashed to the elevator with Jin. His classmates, turned into Utsusemi, waited there, stationed as if anticipating anyone fleeing the hall.

Two men in business suits, each holding tokens, stood behind them—Agency members.

"MOVE IT——!"

Tobio charged while screaming. Jin swiftly bisected the Utsusemi monsters his classmates controlled with Night Haken.

An enormous plant Utsusemi resembling a rose and an insectoid Utsusemi resembling a stag beetle was quickly cleared by thorny blades emerging from the shadows at Jin's feet.

Suddenly, Tobio noticed Haken had pierced a wall. A Utsusemi mimicking a chameleon had clung to the wall to conceal itself, but its abdomen was pierced by Haken.

It was already dead, falling to the floor. Jin had sensed something Tobio hadn't and attacked. Jin's heightened senses, which Tobio lacked, were evident.

Jin's ambiance had changed since arriving. Shadows were spreading from his small body, darkening the corridor. As Jin moved, countless blades sprouted from the shadows, consuming the floor, walls, and ceiling.

The agency members froze, trembling in fear, dropping their magical talismans.

"KU!"

One agency member shakily produced talismans again, but a Haken sword appeared from the shadows, piercing the talisman in his hand.

The talismans were useless now. The agency member switched to a hand token, but a Haken emerged from his feet and almost reached his throat.

At this point, Tobio realized that Jin understood the use of the tokens and talismans.

Jin had intentionally destroyed them, minimizing harm. He had inferred his master's distaste for killing.

The agency members, having lowered their hostility, dropped their weapons.

They whispered, "It seems its power grew through instinctual resonance... Seeing that battle between ice and flame…"

"Within the thirteen longinuses, several are here. One alone can distort events but with this many…"

The members could only have a look of despair at the thought. Tobio ignored their murmuring and stepped forward.

"That elevator requires authorization. Would you kindly escort me up?" Tobio 'gently' asked one of the members.

Weakened by fear, the agency members couldn't refuse.

Upon reaching the upper floor, Tobio and Jin were met by more of Tobio's classmates. Utsusemi monsters rushed at them as soon as they entered.

"SLAAASH!"

Following his master's command, Jin turned into a black bullet, plowing through the group of Utsusemi.

Distorted blades sprouted in the passageway, striking the cores of the monsters, and causing them to collapse.
Jin overwhelmed the monsters, cutting through them effortlessly.

"JIN!"

But Tobio, trying to escape his classmates' grasp, was shoved away from Jin. Unable to keep up, he called out to him.

The passage was blocked by his classmates, leading to a scuffle. However, as Jin struck down the Utsusemi, they fell unconscious, preventing serious harm.

Tobio didn't need to worry about fatal injuries—his classmates were simply knocked out.

He limited his retaliation during the brawl, even though he was bruised and gasping for breath. His uniform was torn, but he focused on following Jin, who was sniffing out Sae's scent.

Ahead, the lights suddenly went out. Tobio feared it was an enemy trap, but the emergency lights came on, followed by an alert.

[Emergency alert announcement. Hostile organization approaching from outside. They appear to be agents from the Five Principal Clans. All members, evacuate your post and follow the emergency manual——]

It seems the Five Principal Clowns were close by. Red lights flashed throughout the hallway.

'The Five Principal Clans were approaching? This location must have been leaked. The Clans, seeking to keep the 'Four Fiends Project' secret, would likely attack the base if they discovered it. It was, after all, done by their ex-clan members.'

Tobio thought as his anxiety grew.

What were the Five Principal Clowns planning for his classmates and their families? Would they be safely sent home? Tobio feared they wouldn't be.

He had heard that the Clans corrected deficiencies within their families, meaning his classmates and their relatives were in danger.

Suddenly Tobio looked back. Behind him, his fellow students who had come rushing at him were collapsed throughout the passageway.

Having lost their Utsusemi monsters, they had lost consciousness and immediately collapsed.

There was no transference using a magic circle occurring. That may be natural. Since they had been previously transported here, there was no need to move them this time.

Seeing his fellow students collapse on the floor, Tobio wore a bitter expression.

'...As far as rescuing those who are here, will I not have a second chance to save them? Perhaps, regarding those guys from the agency, if they were to be defeated by this raid against them, it seems they would abandon this base in order to escape in one piece. In that case they....'

There wasn't enough time for Tobio alone to carry all these people out. It was also necessary to disconnect all of them from the monsters. There were also some of their relatives taken hostage. He would also have to save them.

'In that case, what about Lavinia? If it was her magic——.'

No good. She was taking part in a life-or-death struggle with a powerful witch down below. Even if for argument's sake he had succeeded in rescuing them right now there was no way for Tobio, who was lacking in comprehension of supernatural powers, to move them all.

Well then, as the only one who could save them, who could he save...? Could he only save Sae and her relatives...?

Having thought of this Tobio banged his head against the wall.

——That's the worst idea.

'...Regarding myself, I had already made up my mind. Not just Sae, I would save everyone. Sasaki, Minagawa Natsume's friend, Samejima Kouki's friend, everyone——.'

'...I won't give up...!! That I could just yield to such absurdity and leave them like this, of course, I can't do that...!! I'll save everyone! I will save everyone! ...Well then, how do I...?'

Not coming to an answer was torturous for Tobio. Certainly while debating this, Sae was steadily getting further away.

There wasn't time to think about this. He couldn't spare the time to come up with an answer.

Wearing an expression of anguish, Tobio suddenly heard a raised voice.

"——These 'human beings' are beyond comprehension. To think they can use a human being in an experiment as though they were the same as trash, and that it would appear to be an act of divine mercy to try and save them all. Undeniably, they are beings beyond salvation."

Together with such a lamentation, a man with long wavy black hair appeared. He was a foreigner wearing something similar to a robe. After glancing at Tobio and——Jin, the man spoke.

"...I'm someone from the 'Governor General's' Organization. Thanks to you guys causing a disturbance inside, invading was unexpectedly easy."

'...The 'Governor General's' Organization. If that's the case, he's a Grigori official?'

Unsure if what he said was accurate, Jin was increasingly vigilant given the apparent pressure that the man was giving off.

The man spoke while flipping his robe. As he spoke, Tobio could finally see his tongue. It was a snake's tongue, slithering in its place as he spoke.

'Is that normal with supernatural beings' Tobio thought but soon the man pointed down the passageway with his index finger.

"'Dog, go up ahead. The man who is seeking his own death is waiting for you. Go. You can entrust the matter of transporting all the people here to me. Since that is the task I have been entrusted with. Originally, it was just to confirm the presence of the aforementioned witch but..."

The man dropped his gaze. It was as though he was aware of the battle involving his magician comrade that was happening down in the basement. The man let out a sigh and spoke again.

"Look, it's as I said. Go quickly now."

The man turned his finger towards the collapsed fellow students. Thereupon, a magic circle expanded underneath them, and following the glow their figures vanished. It appeared they had been transported.

Tobio timidly enquired. "...What's your name?"

The man replied while seemingly uninterested.

"...Cadre of the Grigori, Kokabiel."

Confirming that, Tobio bowed saying, "I'm relying on you," and left immediately.

Already, he apparently could do nothing under the present circumstances other than rely upon this suspicious man.

As he ran Tobio heard, "...I should have said already that I have no interest in Sacred Gears, Azazel."

The man——Kokabiel's voice could be heard letting out such words. But he was still stuck here because of the previous incident.

Kokabiel kept looking at the way Lavinia was fighting, probably contemplating something. But after a while, he just left the place with a displeased look.

'Tch...!'

[A/N: For those who do not remember, Kouske had ripped out and destroyed Kokabiel's tongue previously. So, it was replaced with this. Kokabiel is still not a rogue. And yeah, he was contemplating, whether to attack Lavinia, someone from Akatsuki or not...]

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Again advancing through the passageway the place Tobio and Jin arrived at——was an upstairs room with a wide view. Most of the walls were made of glass, providing an unhindered look at the outside. Looking around, a green landscape could be seen below——.

All kinds of trees could be seen filling the entire area. It was clear that this place was somewhere in the mountains.

"Isn't the scenery great? It's the only place in this base I find to be pleasing."

A sudden voice. Looking over in that direction, there was the figure of Himejima Hanezu. Next to him, Sae was stationed there accompanied by an enormous black lion.

Himejima Hanezu spoke while gazing outside.

"We spent many years establishing this hidden base within this remote mountain. Not that this is the only place. This outlook room was made using one part of the mountain. Since it's surrounded by a barrier, it's not visible from the outside. Therefore, without being seen by anyone, you can have an unbroken view of the landscape. Isn't it beautiful?"

Himejima Hanezu wore a smile on his lips as he uttered this.

As expected, this place——their base had been built inside of a mountain. It was clear from just a sweep over the exterior that, in regards to the mountain's vicinity, it could be reliably determined that it was a long distance between them and the nearest town.

He let out a single sigh, and after shaking his head, continued the conversation.

"——Utsusemi, the reason we refer to your classmates as such, you understand it, correct?"

Even without Tobio's answer, Himejima Hanezu immediately continued talking as he stepped forward.

"Clearly it can be understood to be related to the name of our organization.... Utsusemi (cast-off cicada shell), it's the same name.——It means 'hollowed humans'.

Thus, the cast-off skin of a cicada. Something which is hollow. ...Though born into a family with a righteous lineage of supernatural powers, yet not possessing the power passed on by that family, those were the people that we have recruited to our objective.

As far as the people from the Clans are concerned, those people who didn't possess the power the family desired, they weren't fully humans. They were merely 'incompetent and inferior' humans. They were cast off as garbage!"

His eyes——were gloomy with self-mockery, without any radiance within them.

"We who were rejected by that value system were hollow existences——Utsusemi."

"...Then, the reason to call everyone, my fellow classmates, as such...?"

At Tobio's inquiry, Himejima Hanezu shrugged his shoulders.

"——Even when provided with power, they were still only human. ...Remember this well, Ikuse Tobio. On our side, the definition of what is called 'human' is as varied as the number of people. Sooner or later, this is something you'll likely have to confront."

...The definition of 'human'. Regarding that Tobio did not presently have a clear answer, something which Himejima Hanezu was sufficiently aware of.

He then, from his breast pocket——produced a tokko.

[A/N: A religious use tool.]

It was a ritual implement with sharp pestle-type implements at both ends. Upon Himejima Hanezu's recitation of a whispered spell, the tokko automatically began floating in the air. It then revolves around him.

Thereupon, before anyone noticed, there were two tokko. He supposed he could have misjudged, but the number of tokko continued to increase by three, four, five...the number had exceeded ten, all flying around the surroundings.

Himejima Hanezu spoke under these circumstances.

"...I, from the time I was a child, have excelled at handling ritual implements such as this. Purely in regards to this, even among the Himejima, I was number one in prominence."

Once again he produced the shakujou within his hands. Step by step he began to approach Tobio. Even while doing that though he continued speaking.

"My own house of Himejima, it's a Shinto clan. Including the ancient Hino Kagutsuchi (a fire deity), we have faith in the gods of that religious system. Naturally many were born possessing the supernatural ability to manipulate flames.

...As for myself, I was not blessed with such power. Despite believing in the Hi no Kagutsuchi, as well as all the gods of that system I was unable to receive any of that divine protection. As a result, here I am now.

——For those who were unable to conform to the circumstances of the clans, even though we originated from the clans, we have been relegated to this. This is the justice they have strictly observed since ancient times."

'That is to say, for him who didn't possess the power of the Himejima——the power of fire, there was no place for him outside of the Utsusemi Agency?'

What Tobio had heard was worrisome.

"...Let me ask you one thing. Are the 'Four Fiends' and my ability also things originating from the gods of Japanese mythology?"

Himejima Hanezu shook his head.

"...No, the sacred treasures——those supernatural powers which are called Sacred Gears, they were not created by a system of gods belonging to Japan. Regarding that, it's a creation of Christianity——the God of the Bible.

Consequently, they were originally an existence that is incompatible with us. It is heathenism, the very thing itself being a heresy."

'...There was no relation between Jin and the Hi no Kagutsuchi? It was something involving the God of Christianity...'

Tobio was perplexed at this unforeseen truth, the reality he had been convinced of was again floating before his eyes.

The black angel he had encountered when he was a child——. The organization that was protecting Tobio and the other survivors——the Grigori.

From the conversation with Himejima Hanezu, Tobio was beginning to understand little by little. It was seemingly absurd talk, and yet the summary of all that was said fits together consistently.

Himejima Hanezu had fully captured Tobio and Jin with the help of his magical tokko.

"It seems the subordinates of the Five Principal Clans will be here soon. From the moment I met you and that girl, I knew it was my loss," he said with a laugh.

He continued, "Azazel ensured this from the start. Most of the witches will likely flee, but the 'Four Fiends Project' will continue. It's meant to fulfill their desires and, perhaps, exact revenge on the Clans. But I won't achieve that."

Standing before Tobio, Hanezu spoke again. "Himejima Tobio, grant my desire. Remake the ominous black blade of the Himejima and kill me with it. I won't die at the hands of others... only yours."

Tobio was enraged. "Don't screw with me! You want me to kill you!? I'm not a Himejima, I'm Ikuse Tobio!"

Hanezu smirked. "You are a Himejima. The darkness you wield proves it. You stand out among your companions, don't you?"

Tobio yelled in frustration, but Jin lunged at Hanezu. The flying tokko attacked Jin, and though he managed to knock one down, the others pierced his abdomen, knocking him to the ground. Jin trembled but stood up, coughing blood. His body was badly injured, but he refused to give up.

Meanwhile, several tokko turned towards Tobio, striking him in the shoulder, back, arm, waist, and leg. The pain caused him to collapse, his left arm and right leg useless. He could no longer move.

Jin, despite his injuries, summoned more power. A black lion, joining the fight, roared lowly. Jin attacked with a Haken, but the lion dodged, spitting flames at him.

Jin barely avoided the flames but was soon surrounded by the lion's shadow. The shadow split into smaller ones, capturing him and allowing the lion to strike with its forefoot, sending Jin crashing down.

"KYAN!" Jin screamed, collapsing on the floor, unable to stand.

"JIN—!" Tobio, dragging himself painfully, cried out as he reached Jin's side.

Neither Himejima Hanezu nor the black lion pursued Tobio. The battle was already lost.

"Thank you… sorry, so sorry… I… because I'm so weak… I got you involved in this… I'm so sorry."

Tobio held Jin in his arms, expressing his deepest thanks and apologies.
Himejima Hanezu shook his head.

"You said I was crazy. That was deserved. Since taking my place, a normal mind has been lost to me. But, Ikuse Tobio, even in this state, you haven't changed. Since the moment you inherited the Himejima blood, living as a normal human was never possible for you."

Tobio, sobbing, replied.

"I... just wanted normalcy. To live with Sae, with everyone at that high school... Why did you people ruin that? For what? Myself, Sae, and even Jin..."

Tobio's desire was simple: to reclaim the ordinary life he once had.

As he cried, someone brushed his cheek. Both he and Himejima were stunned by what they saw.

"You came here... to take me back?"

Himejima blinked in disbelief. Sae, her cheeks wet with tears, stood before Tobio, gently stroking Jin's head. A blade still sprouted from his head.

With a soft smile, Sae whispered,
"I'm truly... sorry. Was it... harsh?"

Then, as she embraced Jin, the blade pierced her chest, leaving a fatal wound. Sae collapsed into Tobio's arms, still smiling as she gently brushed his cheek.

"Don't cry... Tobio..."

Tobio tried to speak but no words came out.

"I... was happy... to meet you again..."

Her hand slipped from his, and Tobio was left speechless, shaking his head in disbelief.

Sae was the only person who mattered to him after losing his family. The one he most wished to save.

As he held her lifeless body, Tobio overcame his muteness.

"Aa... A, UAaaaaa...aaaaa...!!!"

The life he wished for was now out of reach. The quiet, ordinary days with Sae were forever severed.

"AaaaAAAAAAAAAaaaaa...aaAAAAAA!!!"

Despair engulfed him as he wailed in agony.
As Himejima watched, a strange light emitted from his breast pocket. He retrieved a small wooden box—one Tobio's grandmother, Ageha had left him. Opening it, Himejima revealed a tiny, glowing crystal.
Suddenly, a voice emanated from it.

[This seal being broken is unfortunate, but it's clear someone is misusing Tobio's power.]

Tobio recognized the voice as his grandmother's, Ageha.

"Is that… a recording of my grandmother?" Tobio whispered.

Himejima Hanezu's expression changed drastically as the voice from the crystal continued to echo.

[To those who approach Tobio with evil intent, I who have great compassion for him, have raised him as a gentle child. But from the moment of his birth, he possessed the forbidden technique of the 'mere' imitation of god.]

Himejima's eyes widened in disbelief. "Forbidden technique... The Balance... Breaker? That's impossible...!"

Now, the voice from the crystal was more terrifying than anything he had ever heard.

[For those who have maligned him, you will soon taste the god-slaying blade. Even your souls will be hewn apart.]

The voice shifted to a more personal tone, addressing Tobio. 

[Tobio, I'm sorry. This is hard and frightening. Please forgive me for not telling you the truth sooner.]

Her familiar voice, full of kindness, filled his mind, and he felt a comforting illusion of her hand brushing his head. It was as if she were there beside him, guiding him.

[But it's all right now, Tobio. You no longer need to fear. You no longer need to cry. Sing... you must sing the forbidden song of the god-slaying dog. By now, you should remember it.]

A long-forgotten memory stirred in Tobio's mind, one that had been sealed deep within him. He recalled a day when his grandmother had taken him to a shrine, guiding him to the inner sanctuary and teaching him something.

"Are you okay, Tobio?"

His grandmother had traced a symbol on his forehead. 

"When you are truly lost, I will teach you an incantation that will save you. But keep it in reserve, only use it when you must."

Next to him had been a large black dog, its red eyes fixed on him.

"This incantation will take everything from you. Can you handle it?"

The dog's gaze had made his heart race, and his grandmother had embraced him, whispering the incantation in his ear.

"You are not yet finished becoming a man."

At that moment, the black dog's figure had vanished.

Now, in the present, those memories came flooding back. Tobio remembered the incantation, and as he held Sae and Jin, he suddenly began to laugh softly.

"It's okay, Baa-chan," he whispered. "I've become a man now."

He stood, his voice steady as he recited the forbidden chant:

<<——Behowlest the slaying of one thousand mortals>>

A black haze enveloped him and Jin, filling the room.

<<——Besingest the slaying of ten thousand goblins>>

Black haze swirled around his broken limbs, and the pain evaporated instantly.

<<——Mine name, which tis immersed in the deepest darkness, tis the Imitation God traversing the Polar Night>>

Tobio stood tall, his form now shifting as the darkness overtook him. His body transformed, no longer human, but something else entirely. His body grew forelegs, hindlegs, and a tail. His mouth expanded, becoming massive as the darkness surged outward.

<<——O ye, perishest by mine own black blade>>

The transformation was complete. Tobio had become something far beyond human—he had embraced the power his grandmother had prepared for him.

The transformation reached its peak, and alongside Tobio, an immense creature materialized—no longer simply a dog, but a Hound.

Its jet-black fur rippled with an aura of malevolence, its form towering and powerful. It stood at the ready, emanating an oppressive darkness that seemed to swallow the very air around it.

<<——Fools ye art, deformed Creator Gods>>

As Tobio recited the final lines of the chant, the Hound howled—a sound so deep and resonant that it shook the ground beneath them, piercing the space around them with its ferocity.

"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOoooooooooooOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOON..."

The sound of the howl reverberated, echoing across the room and through the very core of the battlefield.

Before the eyes of Himejima Hanezu and the black lion, who stood frozen in shock, the brutal humanoid beast clad in darkness was joined by this gargantuan Hound. The Hound's presence was terrifying, its breath an inky mist of darkness that spiraled into the air.

Himejima Hanezu's eyes widened in a dazed state. He was entranced, unable to tear his gaze away from the two jet-black beasts standing before him. The brutality and majesty of the scene left him speechless.

"...Magnificent."

But as soon as the words left his mouth, the two beasts—Tobio, now transformed into something monstrous, and the Hound—shifted, their crimson eyes locking onto him with a predatory intensity.

Ikuse Tobio, still cloaked in the shadows of his transformation, growled. The sound was guttural, primal, and full of barely contained violence. He stood tall and unwavering, the dark energy flowing from his body like an unshakable tide.

The Hound beside him bared its sharp fangs, mirroring Tobio's newfound savagery.
For a brief moment, the world seemed to hold its breath.

And in that moment, Tobio spoke again—his words now tinged with a chilling certainty.

"For the sake of slaying this guy, it's okay for me to be a 'monster' too."

Tobio had embraced his transformation, no longer shying away from the darkness that had overtaken him. In his quest for vengeance and justice, he would shed his humanity if it meant ending the threat before him.

No longer bound by his past self, Tobio had become something otherworldly, an unstoppable force. The balance of power had shifted.

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Chapter 78: Announcement!

Chapter Text

Incubus System: Advent of the Demon King

Synopsis:

It's already been 17 years since the last Great War between the Demon King and the entire world. Since then, the Demon King's throne has remained vacant.

Hayato Nakamura (Ashford), a half-human and once-in-a-millennium magic genius, studies at the prestigious Sylvania Magic Academy for heroes, trained to fight against demons.

However, due to a series of fortunate—or perhaps unfortunate—events, he suddenly inherits the title of Demon King.

But demons are inherently vicious, bloodthirsty creatures who believe in the survival of the fittest, obeying only the strongest.

As a young and new student at a school meant to nurture the next generation of heroes to fight against the Demon King, he is far from being the strongest. His adventure is only beginning.

Now, caught in the deadly web of demon world politics, Hayato must navigate his new role while trying to survive. He also has to watch out for trouble within the academy, especially from the prophesied Hero.

To make matters worse, Hayato has an incurable disease that prevents him from using magic, his greatest strength.

Now, he must embark on a journey to find a cure while simultaneously claiming his rightful throne.

But how can he survive without his magic, especially when the entire world is against him?

 

 

 

 

 

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Chapter 79: 116. Too many favors!

Notes:

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Chapter Text

Omniscient POV

Underworld, Astaroth Territory,

"Nooo!"

"Please! Stop!"

"It huurts!"

In a dark room, the sounds of distinct cries could be heard. There were lots of different 'tools' lying around the bed as a naked Diodora with a crazed look strangled the one under him while doing her rough.

Then he started punching her, like a madman on drugs. Each punch left a bruise with a loud bang sound. Her cries for help were suppressed under the sound of the madman and his loud grunts.

The scent of blood had become all too common during all this...

He had a look of euphoria on his face as he carefully broke the new 'toy' he had obtained. It's only been a month after all.

"Dare... ka, tasu... ke ... te (someone help me) " mutters the one helplessly beneath Diodora.

These innocent nuns were so silly and naive. As long as you acted the way they wanted and extended a helping hand in their despair, they would willingly give up their all for you.

Destroying their innocence, something holy, almost forbidden is just... This is why he loved nuns so much! They are just...

Just thinking about it makes Diodora orgasm. Then he glanced around the room, where the rest of his collection lay lifeless, their eyes void of any emotion.

They no longer screamed nor reacted when he did as he pleased.

It was starting to annoy him—if they didn't even respond, it felt as if they didn't feel anything at all.

At least he had his new 'toy' to break before he found another.

After 'toying' with his latest toy for a while and doing the deed for an odd 'few seconds', Diodora stepped out of his room, intending to check on the man he had tasked with monitoring a certain someone in Argentina.

But before that, he hurriedly grabbed some clothes, making sure to cover his 'proud' two inches before heading out.

No wonder they didn't feel anything...

[A/N: I don't like writing too much gory sex because it's disgusting and it seems like I don't even know how to write it. But it seems like it's something I need to learn.

Dio is too small to make a girl feel anything at all. It's probably AU but he doesn't deserve anything better. Maybe that's why he's only interested in BDSM and has such a fucked up taste? And this sick bastard doesn't even shower before going out! *sigh*

Maybe he needs some pegging. Should I just unleash a gay ballboon (big balled monstrous monkeys) on him?]

After a while, a man clad in a black robe knelt before Diodora, who sat proudly on his chair with his legs crossed.

The crazed expression from earlier was gone, replaced by a gentle look as he adjusted his glasses.

Most people would be shocked if they knew the cruelty hidden behind such a serene face.

"So? What did you find out about her?" Diodora asked, looking down at the man with a gentle smile.

He had sent this guy to gather information on that nun in Argentina, and only now did he finally return with a report. She had been making a name for herself to the point that it had even reached him.

The servants of his family were beyond hopeless. But for now, he would take the information—then deal with the incompetent fool before him.

"U-um. I couldn't find much about her past," the man said nervously.

Diodora simply stared at him, his eyes darkening.

"But I know the days she normally visits the church!" the man added quickly.

"Oh?"

"Yes! But lately, there have been exorcists lurking around the place. So if you want to do anything, it would be better to act soon," the man warned.

"Those damn exorcists..."

They talked for a while. After a moment, Diodora ordered the man to be taken away...

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Underworld, Sabnock Territory,

"Hmm? What about her?" Kouske asked.

"You know, it's her birthday soon, so I want to make it special this time," Sera said excitedly, fondly thinking of her So-tan.

"Hmm. It's next month, right?" Sakuya, who had been standing behind Kouske, chimed in.

Looking at the invitation Kouske received, it seemed Sona and Ravel had birthdays close to each other—only two weeks apart.

Sona's birthday came first. Kouske had already prepared a gift for her, something he knew she would go crazy over!

"Yup! Sakuya-chan's right!" Sera nodded enthusiastically.

"So, I was wondering if you could help me with something." She looked at Kouske hopefully.

"If it's something I can do, then I'll help," Kouske replied without much thought.

Even if it turned out to be a bit troublesome, he had already decided to help her.

"And I hope Sakuya-chan can help too," Sera said, looking at her hopefully.

Sakuya tilted her head to the side cutely, confused by the request.

"I will help to the best of my ability," she replied politely, her tone fitting of a maid.

With that, Sera finally explained what she really wanted. She needed Kouske's help in securing ingredients from the Demiplane.

The Demiplane produced some of the highest-quality products—fruits, vegetables, and other ingredients that were simply the best in the market.

However, due to the restrictions it imposed, no one could buy too many of the high-end products at once or monopolize them.

Because of this, Sera found it hard to gather everything she needed for the party in such a short time.

That's where Kouske came in. With several shops in his territory selling these ingredients in real time, she hoped he could help her secure enough for the party.

"I can help you with that. But which ones do you need?" Kouske asked after thinking it over for a moment.

Sera then began listing the ingredients—all of them were in high demand right now. With some of Kouske's suggestions, along with general fruits and vegetables, she wanted:

Vanilove Fruit – These pink fruits grow on towering trees and resemble vanilla bean-like pods shaped like delicate hearts. It has a strong vanilla flavor and it is so delicious that one couldn't forget the taste for two whole months.

Gourmet Strawberry – Delicate vines bearing heart-shaped berries in various hues, resembling miniature galaxies.

Rainbow Fruit – It features multi-colored segments radiating from a central core, resembling a living prism. This fruit earned its name not only from its vibrant appearance but also from the way its juice, when evaporating into the air, creates a rainbow-like effect. When placed in the mouth, its flavor shifts seven times, offering a wide assortment of delicious tastes. Notably, both its color and flavor change depending on the surrounding humidity and temperature.

Desert Arbore Essence– Essence from a towering confectionery tree with a sponge cake trunk, branches adorned with various frostings, and bark as soft, flavorful toppings.

Note: The best cake you will ever eat before you die.

Caution: Do not use it for anything other than eating. Do not be so wasteful. It doesn't improve your skin.

Cocoalight Beans– Beans from a majestic tree with cocoa pods that emit a soft glow when ripe. It produces the finest chocolate, which not only prevents weight gain but also actively reduces fat while enhancing skin health, giving it a radiant, golden glow. Consuming this chocolate improves overall well-being and complexion. Now, you can indulge in as much chocolate as you want without any worries.

Note: Girls are absolutely crazy about this!

"Are those all you need?" Kouske asked again, just to be sure.

"Yup! That should be good enough," Sera replied happily, handing him a list with the required amounts for delivery.

After a moment, she turned her attention to Sakuya again.

"Sakuya-chan, umm… can you help with making the cake?" Sera asked.

She had tasted food from countless chefs throughout her life, but she had to admit that none of them even came close to Sakuya's cooking.

The cake from the Desert Arbore could be used as it was, but she knew that a skilled chef could take it up a notch and make it even better.

"I'd be happy to," Sakuya replied with a smile, as Sera eagerly awaited her answer.

"Hmm... That's good," Sera hummed in bliss, clearly satisfied. Both Kouske and Sakuya smiled at her reaction.

"Now, I want another favor, Kou-chan," Sera said, this time more shamelessly.

Kouske did a quick double take, staring at her incredulously. Meanwhile, Sera just laughed like a child.

Maybe she was just too happy about getting everything ready for her precious So-tan's birthday, but she was definitely being way too shameless.

sigh

"What do you need now?" Kouske asked, rolling his eyes.

If he was already helping her, he might as well go all the way. He'd make sure to be repaid with interest later.

"Kou-chan, you're the one in charge of Kuoh Town, right?" Sera asked cutely. Kouske could see where this was going.

"Yeah. So? What do you need?" Kouske asked. Sakuya stood behind him, watching Sera with amusement.

"She said she wanted to stay in the human world, and I was hoping you could help with that," Sera said, intentionally making puppy-dog eyes at him.

Kouske just rolled his eyes at her obvious attempt. None of them were serious, so it didn't matter.

"You want her to stay in Japan?" Kouske asked.

If not, she wouldn't be asking him—she could have easily given Sona any town in another part of the human world under Sitri's influence.

"Yes," Sera replied.

"If you're asking me to talk to the Yokais, then I have to refuse. I can't convince them. After all, they banned devils, in Japan, for a reason. But you guys are still operating secretly, making them angrier. I have no intention of getting involved in this," Kouske said.

The devils were the ones who first offended and killed many innocent Yokais. Kouske had no intention of trying to mediate between them if the devils couldn't learn their own lessons. And from the looks of it, they hadn't.

"Uh, no. I'm not asking you to talk to them. I just want you to let her stay in Kuoh, that's all," Sera said awkwardly after the accusation.

"If it's just that, then it's not a problem. So why does she want to live in the human world?" Kouske asked, easily accepting it.

Sona always visited him in Kuoh, so it wouldn't be much different. As long as she didn't interfere with his work...

"Really? Thanks, Kou-chan! I'll be more at ease if she stays near you and Sakuya-chan," Sera said, jumping off the sofa to hug Kouske.

When Sona had talked to her parents about wanting to live in the human world, Sera was worried about her safety. She couldn't assign Sona any obvious bodyguard, as she would definitely refuse.

But then she remembered Kouske. Sakuya was also there. Sakuya was extremely strong, so she wouldn't have to worry much if her precious So-tan stayed closer to them.

"Okay, okay. Now let go of me," Kouske said, getting out of her bosom.

"You know she wants to make a school for the commoner devils in the Underworld. She said she wants to look at human schools for ideas, management experience, and to broaden her overall skills," Sera replied after a pause.

By now, her cute giggling had also stopped.

"So she's fine with just getting the school experience, right? She can do whatever she wants with a school as long as she doesn't get in my way," Kouske said.

Sera was pleased with that. So was Kouske. She left after a while.

Sona would start living in Kuoh after half a year when she starts high school.

For now, Sera kept it a secret to surprise Sona on her birthday.

Kouske thought it was better that way. But what he didn't expect was another siscon knocking on his door the very next day for a similar request.

After all, Sona and Rias were best friends, and both Satans wanted them to live together to keep them safe.

There was also the fact that Rias was the most excited and eager to stay in Japan as a bona fide Japanophile, and her siscon brother wouldn't let her wish to go unfulfilled.

So Kouske had no choice but to compromise with Kuoh School, at least.

*sigh*

And for some reason, Kouske had never had the time to meet Rias. So it wasn't all that bad to meet her. Not that he was fond of the spoiled, lazy brat...

Notes:

[A/N: A Japanophile is someone with Japanophilia, or someone with a strong interest in or love of Japanese people, culture, and history. This term even has a Japanese equivalent, shinnichi which literally translates to 'pro-Japanese'. I just used it to denote that Rias gets off on anything about Japan, as a joke.

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Chapter 80: 117. Slash Dog Part 10.

Notes:

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Chapter Text

Omniscient POV

Minagawa Natsume, along with Valerica, had already arrived at the Utsusemi Agency's base, and some time had passed since they entered and began progressing through the facility.

An alarm blared throughout the facility's interior. Having received Valerica's leak, the Five Principle Clans had dispatched their agents, who were now sending the relatives of the retrieved classmates, one by one, through the teleportation magic circle.

Immediately upon infiltrating the base, they had captured and interrogated one of the agency members, who revealed the location of the captives.

After shutting down the equipment in the room, all that remained was to retrieve them.

Natsume commanded Griffon to release a sudden gust, swiftly destroying all the cultivation tanks. Seeing this, Valerica couldn't help but remark with a fearless smile that it was a well-executed plan.

With the destruction of the equipment, it was likely that someone within the facility had already been alerted.

Though some Utsusemi monsters still squirmed within the facility, they were no match for the transformed Griffon, whose sudden gusts minced them all.

The relatives of Natsume's classmates, who had been held in the cultivation tanks, were successfully transported to the Grigori Institute.

Natsume then began moving her collapsed classmates from the passageway into the center of the magic circle Valerica had drawn for their relatives, ensuring they too would be sent to the Grigori Institute. The classmates who had lost their Utsusemi were also sent through the magic circle.

"Valerica! Can you sense any presence or something? Are there any classmates left that you haven't sent yet?" Natsume asked.

Valerica closed her eyes, sharpening her senses to detect any sign of life.

"...There aren't any," she reported.

At that, Natsume decided to resign herself. It was okay to take their time. It was okay if they encountered the Five Principal Clans' agents. They had already saved everyone! They had rescued all their classmates!

Thinking this, Natsume's initially surprised expression abruptly shifted into a frightening smile.

"...I guess this is also fine."

Valerica, her excitement barely contained, steadied her breathing before addressing Natsume.

"All that's left is to retrieve him. Head for the surface, Minagawa Natsume. The 'Hound'—Ikuse Tobio—is there."

"B-but!"

Natsume wanted to help everyone! Anticipating this, Valerica shook her head.

"Rather than the Utsusemi pupils, if you cannot suppress the 'Hound' above, you realize that you may not have a second chance to return, don't you?" Valerica said.

Simultaneously, Natsume was left speechless by the phenomenon unfolding within the room.

——From every direction, warped blades began sprouting.

This was familiar. It was only natural. They resembled the warped blades that Ikuse Tobio's puppy—Jin—had released.

Normally, such blades would only sprout from an object's shadow. However, this was different. An inexhaustible supply of blades was emerging from everywhere—the ceiling, the floor, the walls, the various pieces of equipment.

It didn't seem limited to this room either. In all likelihood, the entire base had been overtaken by these warped blades.

Seeing this phenomenon, Natsume instinctively understood the true meaning of Valerica's words.

"I understand. I'll go to where Ikuse-kun is first."

Announcing this, Natsume ran off, leaving the area in Valerica's care.

She sprinted through the passageway and took the emergency stairwell straight up. Blades were sprouting from every corner of the stairwell, one after another. Undeterred, she steadily climbed the stairs, exiting into another passageway. Ahead, she spotted a large double door.

As Natsume approached the door and touched it, a chilling sensation washed over her as if every pore on her body had opened. For a moment, her entire body trembled. Despite erasing her presence and being accompanied by the imposing figure of Griffon, an overwhelming unease gripped her.

Gulping down her saliva, Natsume pushed the door open and stepped inside——.

She was met with an abnormal world of blades. Countless blades sprouted from every surface in the room—some straight, some curved, some zigzagged. The room was a chaotic forest of sharp edges.

In the midst of this immense darkness, a bright light illuminated a figure: a middle-aged man wielding a shakujou, standing beside a gigantic lion. Nearby, two beasts radiated an ominous jet-black aura.

One was a large black dog. Though no blades grew from its body, its face was unmistakably Jin's. If the puppy had grown up, this was likely what it would have looked like.

The other beast, while dog-like in form, was a humanoid monster. Its protruding mouth and sharp fangs resembled a dog's, while its upright ears and human-like arms ended in razor-sharp claws. It stood on two legs, its dog-like hind legs supporting its frame, and six tails sprouted from its back——.

Sensing Natsume's arrival, the man turned to her and spoke.

"...Minagawa Natsume, is it? Fufufu, how good of you to have come. Nice to meet you. I am Himejima Hanezu. I presume you've heard this name before, right?"

Himejima Hanezu——. The name echoed in Natsume's mind. He was the one from the 'Utsusemi Agency,' the man who had appeared before Ikuse Tobio and Samejima Kouki.

Himejima Hanezu shifted his gaze back to the pair of black beasts.

"...You should understand somewhat, right?"

Surrounding him were several ritual implements—tokko—floating in the air, their supernatural power directed toward the black beasts.

The tokko moved freely, launching themselves at the black beasts in a relentless assault!

<<Kill kill kill kill KILL kill kill kill kill kill kill KILL kill kill kill kill kill kill KILL kill kill kill kill kill kill KILL kill kill kill kill kill kill KILL kill killlllllllllllllLLLLLLLLLLLLLL!!!!>>

The humanoid black beast spat out a curse-like torrent of words, its voice dripping with resentment. The sheer malice in its tone was enough to unsettle the mind, leaving a lingering sense of unease.

The tokko Himejima Hanezu had launched failed to land a direct hit. Blades sprouted from the ceiling, floor, and walls, intercepting and shattering the ritual implements mid-air.

Himejima Hanezu, far from being dismayed, was ecstatic.

"...Already, my tokko have been seen through, huh? Observe, Minagawa Natsume."

Tobio's transformation had reached its peak, his monstrous form distorting the world around him into something unrecognizable.

Hanezu pointed toward a windowed wall, where the once-vibrant landscape had been replaced by a blackened void. The mountains and sky, once clear and serene, were now consumed by an all-encompassing darkness.

Though the sun should still have been shining, time itself seemed to lose meaning as the entire region was swallowed by suffocating blackness.

Natsume, who had arrived at the base earlier in the day, now faced this twisted reality. She watched in horror as gigantic, jagged blades erupted from the ground, tearing through the environment. The forested mountains surrounding them were being buried under the sudden, violent transformation.

Her gaze shifted back to the humanoid black beast. She immediately understood—Tobio had become this terrifying, blackened entity. In the corner of the room, a young girl lay motionless on the floor.

Natsume felt the weight of the situation. Tobio was no longer the man he once was—he had become a beast.

As Tobio let out a fearsome roar, the black lion lurking in the shadows sank into the ground. Its form shattered, scattering into the room like creeping darkness.

Tobio observed calmly, unfazed, as the battle unfolded.

With a swift, fluid motion, Tobio raised both arms and slammed them down. Instantly, massive blades erupted from the floor, stabbing upward into the ceiling. Some pierced the shadowy form of the lion, trapping it momentarily, but the beast violently shook itself free, destroying the blades in the process.

The black lion broke loose, charging toward Tobio at incredible speed. But Tobio vanished, reappearing in front of the lion with terrifying precision.

The two black beasts clashed at a speed beyond Natsume's comprehension, their battle a blur of darkness and violence.

Amidst the chaos, the black Hound, Jin, remained a constant presence, his red eyes glowing ominously as he calmly observed the fight.

Without warning, a thick, massive blade appeared behind Jin and skewered the black lion. Jin had anticipated the lion's movements, providing backup for Tobio. With one deadly strike, the lion was pinned, but it still unleashed a fiery breath aimed directly at Tobio.

Tobio, without hesitation, plunged his hands into the flames, stabbing into the lion's mouth. He thrust deeper as if reaching for the very source of the fire.

His voice rang out in a scream of rage and resentment, each repetition of the word "kill" echoing with ferocious, almost insane intensity, tears streaming from his eyes.

The lion, its body torn apart, finally collapsed. Its form melted into the surrounding darkness, vanishing as if it had never existed.

Natsume could barely comprehend the spectacle before her. Reality itself seemed to have shattered, leaving behind only raw, violent power.

The terrifying aura emanating from Tobio and Jin left her paralyzed with fear. She knew, deep down, that if she moved or tried to intervene, she would be seen as a threat as well.

The battle between Tobio and the lion was over, but their next target was clear: Himejima Hanezu. Before they could act, however, a third party arrived—a silver-haired youth.

Valerica stood at the threshold, her body trembling with a strange mix of fear and excitement. Upon witnessing the chaos, her smile twisted into one of ecstasy.

"...Despite visually confirming Minagawa Natsume, he hasn't returned to normal. ...Azazel!! Isn't this different from what you said...?!! What was that about a 'cute dog comparable to a heavenly dragon'...?!! This... this monster... is...!!"

Her voice trembled, but another, familiar voice cut through the tension.

"Repainting the surrounding landscape and changing into a black beast, huh? Geez, I never expected to meet a Longinus with such a shady history."

The voice came from the white dragon plush on Valerica's shoulder—it belonged to the Governor General of Grigori, Azazel. He continued, addressing Himejima Hanezu directly.

"Yo, chief engineer-dono."

Himejima Hanezu's eyes widened. He recognized the voice instantly.

"——!! …Grigori, huh?"

The Governor General, fully aware of the chaos, responded cynically.

"How about it? His power is quite irregular, isn't it?"

Hanezu's voice took on a mocking tone.

"...This is that 'Dog,' isn't it? The one incarnation that overthrows gods... it must be the Dog God of the Black Blade."

"Ah, that's it. That's the correct understanding. His black blade is said to cut even gods. However, in any case, I hear that boy was born with the Balanced Breaker active naturally."

Himejima Hanezu raised an eyebrow, intrigued but still unfazed.

"Isn't that something particularly rare? A person being born with that power..."

"Ah, that's right. ——Ikuse Tobio was the only one who was naturally born that way."

Himejima Hanezu chuckled lightly, his confidence unwavering.

"...That such a thing was possible…"

Valerica, her expression darkening, narrowed her eyes.

"It's not such an irregular thing," the Governor General continued, his tone almost playful as he reveled in the unfolding chaos.

"Ikuse Tobio's grandmother placed a seal on her grandchild, who was naturally born with the power to disrupt the balance of the world. You came into contact with him recklessly, didn't you?

You wanted to see it, didn't you? This form. Abandoning everything for the sake of witnessing it firsthand, right? Well, that comes at a price. It's nice to have a chance to enjoy watching you get sliced apart."

His ominous laughter echoed, chilling and foreboding as if it heralded the inevitable downfall of those who had dared to provoke the monstrous power now unleashed.

Azazel, now fully revealed, appeared unfazed by the chaos unfolding before him. His gaze shifted between Tobio, whose monstrous transformation seemed unstoppable, and the others present.

"Seems like this is beyond even your expectations, huh, Azazel?" Valerica remarked, her voice calm but laced with a hint of curiosity—or perhaps amusement. Her eyes remained fixed on the dark, chaotic scene.

Azazel grinned at her words, though his focus stayed on the shifting chaos caused by Tobio's transformation. His voice was steady, but there was a sharp edge to it as he addressed Lavinia and Valerica.

"Well, it's certainly a 'big deal,' as you put it. But it's not just about the spectacle. Tobio's power... it's not something we can just let run wild. We've all got our reasons for being here, but let's not forget the bigger picture, alright?"

Lavinia nodded, her expression grave. "Yes. It's no longer just a matter of containing the transformation... We need to find a way to deal with it before it escalates further."

Lavinia had already arrived. Her fight with Augusta had concluded. Lavinia had frozen Augusta's very soul, inflicting excruciating pain, and had even taken the orb of Incinerate Anthem. She had also captured and teleported Walburga to Akatsuki's prison for interrogation.

[A/N: Initially, I wanted to detail Lavinia and Augusta's fight, but now I'm rushing toward canon, not that it would change anything. In actuality, I am too lazy to write it and most people probably want the Slash Dog arc to quickly end. Let me know if you guys actually want the fight scene.

Lavinia was far stronger than Augusta, and the painful death was a result of the evil rituals Augusta had conducted on innocent people, as mentioned in previous chapters. The prisoner Mephistopheles had come to meet for information was this psycho girl named Walburga.]

Meanwhile, Natsume stood silent, her mind racing. Everything around her felt surreal, as though she were watching from a distance. The room was thick with tension, and despite her efforts to comprehend the situation, the sight of the battle between Tobio and the lion-like beast was haunting.

Azazel's presence seemed to calm the room, but only slightly. Natsume's gaze shifted from Tobio's dark form to Azazel. She knew little about this man, but there was a sense of authority in his words and actions that drew her attention. He wasn't just another bystander; he was a key part of this intricate puzzle.

"We'll need to act soon, Valerica, Lavinia. The 'Hound' won't just stand idly by as we sort this out," Azazel said, his voice low but commanding.

Lavinia's expression darkened slightly. "Agreed. We've seen the destruction he's capable of, and it's only a matter of time before it spirals beyond what even we can control."

Natsume felt a shiver run down her spine as the air grew heavier. The battle between Tobio and the beasts had momentarily paused, but the tension was far from over. She was beginning to understand that they weren't dealing with just any transformed human—Tobio had become something beyond their grasp, a force that could tear apart everything in its path.

"I don't know if we can stop this," Natsume whispered, her voice barely audible.

Azazel heard her and glanced her way with a knowing look. "Stopping it... might not be an option. But we can at least contain the damage."

As the words left his lips, Tobio's roar echoed through the room once more, and the shadowy blackness seemed to intensify, threatening to swallow everything in its path.

After that, Hanezu didn't wait any longer. With his magic power flaring up, he leaped toward Tobio. He still had one last thing to do before the others could stop him. Tobio, in his beast form, retaliated instinctively. Even before Hanezu could cast any spells, he was decapitated and dismembered.

But even in the face of death, Hanezu didn't falter. A large grin spread across his face as he uttered his final words, their echo ringing inside Tobio's mind:

"This is my last gift to you, Tobio Himejima. It should be possible for you with one of those ominous blades. The Five Principal Clans, the Himejima—destroy them!"

Seeing that, for the first time, Natsume realized that their battle wasn't just against a single transformed boy—it was against something far darker, something much more dangerous. The true fight was just beginning.

Having witnessed everything, Lavinia seemed to grasp the situation immediately.

Azazel turned to Tobio and added, "Lavinia, Valerica, let's stop this now. Lend me your strength."

Taking a step forward, Valerica followed close behind.

"Good grief, always cleaning up the mess. How long must I endure this?" Valerica muttered.

Lavinia removed her worn-out hat and advanced toward Tobio.

"Tobi, come back to us. We still have so much to talk about. Didn't you say you wanted to save all your friends?"

The three maintained a calculated distance. Valerica's glowing wings unfolded, a powerful magic circle appeared beneath Lavinia, and the ice princess materialized at her side.

As cold air filled the room, Azazel revealed his 12 black wings with a loud flapping sound. Lavinia spread her arms in sync with the princess, instantly freezing the room.

Even the countless sprouting blades were frozen in Lavinia's icy domain. Tobio and Jin, too, were encased in ice, though the ice around them began to crack almost immediately. Lavinia couldn't exert her full power. Her goal was to suppress him and turn him back to normal, not to hurt or kill him.

"Ikuse's grandmother! You used Buddhist magic to manage it!"

Azazel pulled out a sutra from his breast pocket. As he tied a token to his hand, the sutra glowed, its characters floating into the air. These characters surrounded Tobio and Jin, forming a chain that bound them tightly.

The ice and sutra-bound chains restrained Tobio and Jin.

"Valerica, steal his power now!" Azazel ordered.

Valerica, with a flap of her light wings, moved swiftly to touch Tobio and Jin. The silver-haired youth snapped her fingers midair.

"Divide."

"Divide!!"

The voice echoed powerfully, and Natsume noticed the aura around Tobio diminishing. The repeated cries of 'Divide!!' were accompanied by bursts of light from Valerica's wings.

Tobio and Jin's strength waned steadily. The darkness outside began clearing, and the massive blades cracked and crumbled.

Soon after, Tobio collapsed to his knees, his dark clothes falling away to reveal his true form. Jin, too, weakened, lowering himself to the ground.

Thanks to the teamwork of Azazel, Valerica, and Lavinia, the supernatural phenomenon subsided. The room reverted to its original state, the glass wall now displaying the serene mountain forest scenery.

Azazel sighed in relief. "Phew, one task down. The Himejima follow Shintoism, yet Ikuse's grandmother mastered a sealing technique like this and it cost her everything!"

While Azazel muttered, Natsume rushed to Tobio's side.

"Ikuse-kun!"

She confirmed his breathing—he was alive. He was still alive! Jin, who had transformed into a large dog, was also breathing, though exhausted.

Lavinia placed a hand on Natsume's shoulder.

"Everyone is safe. Let's go home, Natsume-chan."

Wiping her tears, Natsume nodded.

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Chapter 81: Announcement!

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Incubus System: Advent of the Demon King

Synopsis:

It's already been 17 years since the last Great War between the Demon King and the entire world. Since then, the Demon King's throne has remained vacant.

Hayato Nakamura (Ashford), a half-human and once-in-a-millennium magic genius, studies at the prestigious Sylvania Magic Academy for heroes, trained to fight against demons.

However, due to a series of fortunate—or perhaps unfortunate—events, he suddenly inherits the title of Demon King.

But demons are inherently vicious, bloodthirsty creatures who believe in the survival of the fittest, obeying only the strongest.

As a young and new student at a school meant to nurture the next generation of heroes to fight against the Demon King, he is far from being the strongest. His adventure is only beginning.

Now, caught in the deadly web of demon world politics, Hayato must navigate his new role while trying to survive. He also has to watch out for trouble within the academy, especially from the prophesied Hero.

To make matters worse, Hayato has an incurable disease that prevents him from using magic, his greatest strength.

Now, he must embark on a journey to find a cure while simultaneously claiming his rightful throne.

But how can he survive without his magic, especially when the entire world is against him?

Chapter 82: Announcement!

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I've officially started publishing my original fiction! The first two chapters are now live, and I truly hope you'll give it a read and support it. 

It is undergoing review on the platform. So until the reviewing is finished, you won't be able to find this in my 'Original Works' section. So search by the name and you will find it. Support me with that novel. The comments, reviews, and views are extremely low right now.

 

The next chapter of DxD will probably still take two days to publish, as I am currently busy with this new novel. I am genuinely sorry about that. I know some of you guys were waiting for an update, not an announcement again...

I'm currently publishing the story across multiple platforms: Patreon, Webnovel, Tapas, Wattpad, ScribbleHub, and Royal Road. Feel free to follow it on whichever platform you prefer!

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Incubus System: Advent of the Demon King

Synopsis:

It's already been 17 years since the last Great War between the Demon King and the entire world. Since then, the Demon King's throne has remained vacant.

Hayato Nakamura (Ashford), a half-human and once-in-a-millennium magic genius, studies at the prestigious Sylvania Magic Academy for heroes, trained to fight against demons.

However, due to a series of fortunate—or perhaps unfortunate—events, he suddenly inherits the title of Demon King.

But demons are inherently vicious, bloodthirsty creatures who believe in the survival of the fittest, obeying only the strongest.

As a young and new student at a school meant to nurture the next generation of heroes to fight against the Demon King, he is far from being the strongest. His adventure is only beginning.

Now, caught in the deadly web of demon world politics, Hayato must navigate his new role while trying to survive. He also has to watch out for trouble within the academy, especially from the prophesied Hero.

To make matters worse, Hayato has an incurable disease that prevents him from using magic, his greatest strength.

Now, he must embark on a journey to find a cure while simultaneously claiming his rightful throne.

But how can he survive without his magic, especially when the entire world is against him?

Chapter 83: 118. Exorcists being Exorcists.

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

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Omniscient POV

Two children could be seen playing tag in a playground.

"Hee hee! If you don't run faster, I'll catch you soon, Miguel!" said a young boy, laughing gleefully.

"Hey! You can't catch me, Pedro. I'm faster than you!" replied the other boy, speeding up even more.

As they ran around the playground with boundless energy, Miguel suddenly tripped over a piece of pebble and fell, scraping his knee. Blood began to trickle, and the boy immediately burst into tears, crying out for his mom.

"Waah..."

"Mama!"

The mothers, who had been sitting nearby chatting, heard the cry and rushed over to the children.

"How many times have I told you to be careful? Wait till your father hears about this," the mother scolded gently as she picked him up.

She poured water from the bottle in her hand to clean the bruised area, which was bleeding quite a bit.

Miguel cried harder as the water touched the wound, letting out a painful scream. It seemed he had cut himself on the sharp edge of a broken pebble lying nearby.

Just then, Asia, who happened to be passing by, noticed the commotion and rushed over to help the child.

The worried mother alternated between consoling and scolding Miguel for his carelessness. "You need to be more careful, Miguel! Look at what happened," she said, her voice a mix of concern and frustration.

Seeing the severity of the cut, she knew she needed to take him to a doctor immediately. She needed to quickly stop the bleeding, but she didn't have anything on hand to do so, growing more anxious by the second.

Asia, who had rushed over, knelt beside them. "Let me help," she said softly, her gentle demeanor calming the distressed child. "I can heal him."

The mother looked at Asia with a mix of surprise and relief. "You can? I need to stop his bleeding. Please, if you can help, I'd be so grateful."

Asia nodded and placed her hands gently over Miguel's wound. A soft, green glow emanated from her palms, and within moments, the bleeding stopped, and the cut began to close. Miguel's tears subsided as the pain faded, replaced by a look of wonder.

"Thank you so much," the mother said, her voice filled with gratitude and awe. "I don't know how to repay you."

She had just witnessed a miracle. Nothing else in life could ever surprise her more than this. She hadn't believed the rumors about a blonde girl from the church performing miracles were true.

But now, she could easily guess Asia's identity. In her eyes, Asia was truly a saint. A deep sense of gratitude blossomed in her heart, along with renewed devotion to the Father God.

Asia smiled warmly. "There's no need for repayment. I'm just glad he's okay."

Asia refused any kind of repayment that the mother tried to offer. After a bit of back-and-forth, the mother promised to come find her later at the church.

She decided to go back home, wanting her child to rest even though he outwardly seemed fine. But a mother's worrywart heart is never fully at ease.

With Miguel now healed, the mother picked him up again, this time with a lighter heart. "Let's get you home, Miguel. And no more running carelessly, okay?"

Miguel nodded, still sniffling but no longer in pain.

"Goodbye, sister! See you soon!" yelled Miguel, turning back to wave at Asia as he walked hand-in-hand with his mother.

Asia waved back, her smile warm and gentle. As they disappeared into the distance, she stood there for a moment, her heart filled with gratitude for being able to help. The simple joy of seeing a child healed and a mother relieved was more than enough for her.

With a soft sigh, Asia continued on her way, her steps light and her spirit uplifted by the small but meaningful act of kindness she had been able to offer.

"You really are careless, aren't you? You go around healing anyone you see. Most supernatural factions try to keep the supernatural side hidden from the world," Ddraig remarked inside her head.

"But the child was hurt, Ddraig-san," Asia replied, her voice soft but firm.

Ddraig couldn't argue with her on that. He knew it would be futile. This child was too kind for her own good. What a troublesome wielder he had this time. But at least she was far better than any pervert or arrogant fool.

If not for the secret guards from Akatsuki taking care of this careless girl's blunders, the human world would have been in an uproar by now.

This was why, even though such miracles were being performed, most people outside didn't know or didn't believe them at face value.

Still, they couldn't fully contain the information from the supernatural side. As a result, Asia has become increasingly popular on the supernatural side of the world and the DeviNet.

"Still, you should be more careful. Most humans would freak out, and not everyone is as kind as you think," Ddraig said, trying to make her at least a bit more wary of people.

He didn't fear her getting hurt, as she herself was quite strong, and she also had her dragon familiars. She could always call on even the High Class Dragons (equivalent to Ultimate Class Devils).
There was also a small Sprite Dragon with blue diamond-like scales, recently born in the Familiar Forest, that she had tamed and named Kousen during her last visit there with Bova. The small Sprite Dragon could emit blue lightning.

[A/N: Yeah, it's Rassei we're talking about. His name changed to Kousen, taking from Kouske's name, just as his name was taken from Issei's name in canon.]

*Sigh*

Ddraig sighed as he called out to her. "We have company. Someone has been following you for a while now. It's probably an exorcist," Ddraig said.

This was what he had been talking about. Ddraig wasn't afraid of fights, but he didn't like being pestered by weakling nobodies. And Asia herself didn't like to fight much.

*Clap* *Clap*

Loud clapping sounds echoed as Asia turned to see a tall man wearing shady sunglasses and dressed entirely in black, similar to an exorcist's attire but darker.

"You really are kind, Argento-san. Helping the needy is one of the goals of the Church. I wouldn't expect anything less from someone chosen by God!" said the man, his expression filled with fervent ecstasy.

"You are?" Asia asked, her kind smile still in place despite the suspicious appearance of the man.

"Oh, sorry for my late introduction. I am Max Westcote, an exorcist from the Church," the man replied with exaggerated politeness.

"The Church, huh? How may I help you?" Asia asked, maintaining her gentle demeanor.

"We would like you to come to the Vatican as a Holy Maiden of the Church," Max said, his tone brimming with enthusiasm.

*Sigh*

"I'm really sorry, but I have no intention of going to the Vatican or becoming a Holy Maiden. I'm just happy being able to finish my training as a nun," Asia replied calmly.

"I don't understand why you would refuse. The Vatican is the heart of Christianity. You would be much closer to God Almighty if you chose to come with us. I really hope you'll consider this carefully," Max insisted, his tone growing more insistent.

"I'm sorry, I really can't. I'm happy with what I'm doing right now. And I'm actually affiliated with Akatsuki, so I cannot join your organization. But I really appreciate the offer," Asia explained.

She had been avoiding this topic because the Church might not have let her finish her training properly if they had found out about her affiliation earlier.

But now that her training was complete, and Heaven had been making deals with Akatsuki for a while, she felt it was safe to be honest.

The Church was a part of Heaven, after all, and she didn't think they would cause trouble now. She also wanted to put an end to the relentless attempts by the Church to recruit her.

"So, you're actually affiliated with the organization led by that Evil Dragon, huh?" Max said, his tone suddenly shifting, becoming colder and more accusatory.

"He is not evil!" Asia retorted, her voice firm.

"Asia, he's planning to attack," Ddraig warned suddenly.

Ddraig had never liked the Church's people. They were hypocrites who always justified their actions, even when they were wrong. But as most of them were weak, he wasn't worried about Asia's safety.

Max's expression darkened, and his hand moved subtly toward his side, where a weapon was likely concealed.

"If you won't come willingly, then we'll have to take you by force. The Church cannot allow someone with your power to remain aligned with that... evil. After all, it is our God who had granted you that power for his followers!"

*Sigh*

Asia's smile faded, replaced by a look of determination. "I won't let you take me. Please, don't force me to fight you."

Max smirked, clearly underestimating her. "We'll see about that. I will be taking you with me."

As Max lunged forward, Asia raised her hand, a soft green glow emanating from her palm.

But before he could reach her, a powerful kick sent him sprawling to the ground.

Asia blinked in confusion—she hadn't been the one to attack.

"Masaomi! Why are you attacking me?!" Max shouted angrily.

"No. Why are you attacking her?!" Masaomi shot back.

Max had arrived earlier than Masaomi, and for some reason, Masaomi's flight tickets had gone missing.

Forced to buy a new ticket, Masaomi had to wait for the next flight to Argentina.

He hadn't expected his 'friend' to be so desperate for the Holy Sword.

Then again, wielding one was the ultimate dream of every exorcist—to vanquish all evil.

"Do not get in my way. She claims she is bewitched by that Evil Dragon, so I must take her back to the Vatican," Max declared.

Masaomi just stared at him incredulously.

He had overheard their conversation and now understood Asia's affiliation.

Kidnapping a member of another organization so blatantly was out of the question. Not to mention, he didn't support such actions.

Heaven had business relations with Akatsuki, after all.

Even the swords and guns strapped to both their waists were crafted by Akatsuki.

If the Pope found out about this, he'd likely not condemn them for failing to persuade her—especially since even he hadn't known she was already part of another organization.

*Sigh*

"Argento-san, I sincerely apologize for his behavior. Please leave. I'll talk to him and come to apologize to you properly later," Masaomi said, gesturing for her to go.

Asia wasted no time, hurrying away from the scene. She wanted to help Masaomi but Ddraig persuaded her otherwise.

"Masaomi, now you are just trying to get in my way!" Max snapped, his anger flaring.

Masaomi sighed again. His gut feeling had been right all along—he really couldn't get along with people like this.

Now, he had no choice but to make Max understand, even if it meant using force.

Well, they had never actually fought before, despite being competitors. So, it worked out just fine. 

Notes:

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Chapter 84: Regarding ADK.

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The third chapter of my original novel ADK (Advent of the Demon King) has been published! 

It’s now officially listed under my 'Original Works' section after being approved. It doesn’t have many views, reviews, collections, or power stones yet, so I’d really appreciate it if you could check it out and show some support.
 
Chapter 4 will be posted today or tomorrow as soon as I’m done writing it. Also, the next chapter of my DxD fic will be uploaded tomorrow.
 
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Chapter 85: 119. Slash Dog Part 11.

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

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Omniscient POV

When Tobio opened his eyes, he found himself in an unfamiliar sickroom. He was lying on a bed with an IV drip in his arm. As his consciousness returned, he slowly sat up.

His memory was hazy, but he could still recall some of what had happened in that state. While he was lowering his head, a voice addressed him.

"So, you've awakened, Ikuse Tobio."

Looking up, he saw a man sitting on a stool a short distance away. The man closed the book he had been reading and spoke.

"I will introduce myself again. I am Azazel, the leader of those who watch over the children of God—the organization known as Grigori."

'…This man was the Governor-General, Azazel, leader of the Grigori…'

Azazel continued.

"My organization studies various supernatural phenomena, measuring them, and one of our primary areas of research is Sacred Gears. We study everything from their abilities to their users."

His gaze shifted to the far side of Tobio's bed. Following his line of sight, Tobio saw a large black dog curled up, sleeping. He immediately recognized it as Jin.

Azazel made an announcement while staring at Jin.

"Your other self—the true nature of Jin—is one of the Sacred Gears we call Longinus, one of the God-Slaying Weapons. Its official name is Canis Lycaon, the Dog God of the Black Blade."

"Longinus…"

"There are only thirteen of them, each possessing the power to slay a god. What you wield is something that, at least theoretically, can even kill a god."

'Kill a god…?' The thought was beyond extraordinary.

"Natsume's and Samejima's Sacred Gears… are they different?"

"Yes, they may appear similar, but they are distinct. However, one of Canis Lycaon's abilities is that it attracts Sacred Gears of the same wavelength."

"Then… does that mean the abilities of those two—Jin… No, I—unknowingly caused them to awaken?"

'Minagawa Natsume, Samejima Kouki, the other Four Fiends who had yet to appear, and even his classmates… Had all of them been dragged into this because his ability had summoned the Four Fiends…?'

Azazel spoke to Tobio, who was being tormented by guilt.

"It does seem that your ability summoned them. However, the ones who exploited that were the people from the Utsusemi Agency."

"…But I had the Himejima bloodline from the beginning."

Tobio lowered his head as he spoke, prompting Azazel to sigh and scratch the back of his head.

"Your ability is one that can break the world's balance. Naturally, you were under strict surveillance.

In cases like this, eliminating you to seal that power would have been necessary. That's how dangerous your ability is.

Moreover, because you were born with it, the potential to disrupt the world's balance was only growing stronger.

If things had gone as expected, you would have been erased in infancy."

Azazel looked out the window as he continued.

"…However, both of your parents and your grandmother chose to let you live. That decision was not a small thing.

And at that time, I happened to lay eyes on you when you were very young.

Ikuse Ageha, out of love for you, placed a seal on the dog's power. It was nothing short of remarkable."

'…Baa-chan.'

Memories of his strict yet warm grandmother resurfaced. She had raised him with care and devotion until the day she passed. Her kindness still lingered deep in his heart.

And now, from what this man was saying, he had finally come to understand something that had puzzled him since childhood.

"…So, you were the one from back then?"

In response, the man unfurled twelve black wings from his back.

Indeed, this was the black angel he had encountered by chance.

The black angel—Azazel—smiled bitterly as he ruffled Tobio's hair.

"Yeah, that was me, kid. To be honest, it was a big deal.

I am what they call a fallen angel—one who was exiled from Heaven for embracing wickedness…

You don't seem particularly emotional about meeting an angel."

Tobio shook his head.

"No, after seeing the Utsusemi, demons, and magicians, it's not surprising that angels exist. It would be weirder if they didn't."

"There are many miracles in this world beyond your imagination."

Azazel spoke matter-of-factly.

"Our organization studies Sacred Gears and observes their wielders. When we discover someone with a powerful Sacred Gear, they become a subject of observation.

The reason I met you as a child was that there was a possibility you were a Longinus possessor.

If someone were to abuse a Sacred Gear—especially one with your potential—eliminating them would often be the best course of action.

All for the sake of maintaining the world's balance. Wars have been fought over this…

I owe a few apologies."

Tobio, taken aback by his straightforwardness, asked,

"Then… I was supposed to be eliminated?"

Azazel laughed.

"Originally, yes. But for two reasons, that decision was overturned."

He raised two fingers.

"One was your unique ability. Cases of people naturally born with the power to disrupt the balance of the world are extremely rare.

In the past thousand years, only a handful have existed. Except for you, all of them perished before we could even confirm them.

Yet, you lived in peace for years, thanks to your relatives' protection. That was fascinating."

Azazel lowered one finger, now holding up just one.

"As for the second reason… well, other Longinus wielders pleaded for us to change our approach.

One of them was a student of mine. The other was a magical girl sent by an acquaintance of mine. If I had refused their request, I'd have regretted it for the rest of my life."

Azazel let out a sigh.

"For now, we're keeping an eye out for all of the Four Fiends. We need to gather the rest of the Four Fiends."

It seemed that things weren't settled yet. The ones who had pleaded on his behalf… They must have been the silver-haired girl and the blonde girl.

He was still alive. However—

Tears welled up in Tobio's eyes.

"…I… Sae…! I couldn't save her…!"

The last moments in the outlook room replayed in his mind. He saw Sae embracing Jin, the blade protruding from Jin's head piercing through her chest.

He had been unable to save the person he cherished most—

As Tobio's tears streamed down, Azazel scratched his cheek and spoke.

"…Well, I think it's time."

At his words, the sickroom door opened.

Sitting in a wheelchair beyond the doorway—was Sae.

Tobio, at a loss for words, could only whisper a single name.

"…Sae?"

Hearing his voice, Sae covered her mouth with her hands.

"Tobio…"

Azazel addressed Tobio, who was struggling to believe what he was seeing.

"…You remember the prayer beads your grandmother gave you?"

Before the school trip, Tobio had given a string of prayer beads to Sae as a charm.

"Those beads carried a protective spell from your grandmother. When the time came, they activated their one-time effect, taking the damage in her place.

Though she was pierced by Jin's blade, her body suffered no harm. The prayer beads shattered and disappeared afterward."

'…Baa-chan's prayer beads had protected her.'

Even after her death, she was still watching over him. Over both him and Sae.

Overwhelmed by his grandmother's love and Sae's safety, Tobio couldn't hold back his tears.

Azazel continued.

"…As for the students of Ryoukou High, they are undergoing treatment. Once the Utsusemi are removed, they will be released along with their families. Their memories of this incident have been altered.

They won't remember us, the agency, or anything supernatural. Strict surveillance will ensure those involved won't dare to repeat their actions."

The relatives of his classmates had been rescued from that hideout. His classmates were now under Grigori's protection. It was better this way. Ignorance would allow them to live normal lives.

Azazel added one last thing.

"…However, this girl refused to have her memory altered."

'...!!!'

Tobio was speechless. Sae had chosen to remember everything.

"Well then, I'll leave you two alone."

With those words, Azazel left the room.

Tobio and Sae remained. Using the wheelchair, Sae moved closer and took his hand, tears in her eyes.

"…Tobio, I'm sorry… Was it painful? I… we (other students) couldn't fight back… I'm so sorry…"

"It's okay. As long as you're safe."

Tobio pulled Sae into his arms, lifting her from the wheelchair.

"...Welcome home, Sae."

"…Tobio, I'm home."

Finally.

At last, she had returned from her long journey.

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"You were safe, huh, Ikuse!"

Tobio was teasingly poked with a crutch by Samejima. Still recovering from his injuries, Samejima was relying on crutches for daily life. But in a short while, he was expected to return to normal.

It had been a few days since that battle, and they had gathered once more at their usual condominium.

Tobio, Natsume, Samejima, Lavinia, Kuroka, Valerica, and now—Toujou Sae had joined their group. Sae had not yet stopped using a wheelchair, and Samejima still needed a cane to walk.

Natsume spoke to Sae.

"You're choosing not to forget those memories... even though it would probably be easier. Isn't that tough?"

Like with Natsume's friends, she had also wished that the memories of those events could be sealed for everyone. Their trip had been covered with a carefully fabricated story. The same applied to Samejima's buddy—Maeda.

Among the former second-year students of Ryoukou High School, Sae was the only one, apart from those who possessed Sacred Gears, who knew the full truth.

"Uh-uh. After all, Jin-chan is so cute!"

Sae said this while Jin, now transformed into a large dog, licked her cheeks.

Despite the drastic changes he had undergone, he hadn't become more attached to Sae than Tobio.

It only seemed that way because she spoiled him more...

Unlike Jin, the Sacred Gears of Natsume and Samejima—Griffon and Byakusa—had reverted to their previous forms, a falcon and a cat.

Apparently, they had done so for convenience in everyday life, or so Azazel had informed them.

Looking at Natsume's appearance, Samejima smirked bitterly.

"Still, can you really say that while dressed like that?"

Natsume's outfit was a uniform provided by Akatsuki.

It was primarily black and purple, with a design slightly different from a standard high school uniform. There was even a black dragon embroidered on them.

Rather than a school uniform, it resembled an exotic military uniform, the kind often seen in anime and manga featuring special hero organizations for middle and high school students. At a glance, it looked like cosplay.

"It can't be helped, can it? Since I'm going to the school in the so-called Demiplane, I was told to wear this."

Natsume said this while glancing at her own appearance.

It was a school for special children, regardless of race, known as 'Gifted.' It served as a training ground for half-humans, magicians, Sacred Gear holders, and other children affiliated with Akatsuki, helping them hone their skills early.

Hearing that, Samejima's expression shifted to one of complete boredom.

"...Seriously? This is the uniform for that so-called school for gifted children?"

"But it looks good, nya. Why don't you try it too?" Kuroka said, snickering as she shoved in the male uniform toward the frustrated Samejima's face.

For Tobio and the others, who had seen the other side of the world—the supernatural—it was absurd to return to their previous lives.

It was decided that they would transfer schools. The problem now was whether they would join Grigori's or Akatsuki's school.

Both had schools for gifted people, but Akatsuki's 'Gifted' had more students of the same age, as Lavinia and Kuroka attested.

However, Azazel had also promised that they would get the chance to learn directly from Baraqiel, one of Grigori's Cadres, if they joined the Nephilim school.

There was also the fact that Azazel had Insurance for Tobio's Balanced Breaker if it ever went berserk again, as Valerica's Longinus was one of the safest countermeasures against it.

As a result, both organizations agreed to host them equally.

Of course, the main reason behind this was that Azazel was far too interested in studying Tobio's Longinus and didn't want to give up on it so easily.

Kouske, on the other hand, didn't want to give up on Tobio either, but he knew that Baraqiel would be of better help to Tobio than he could be at the moment as Kouske was too busy and lazy to coach him all the time.

So they would be moving to an apartment building that served as the student dorms for 'Nephilim.' Valerica also lived there. From there, they could travel to 'Gifted' or 'Nephilim' whenever they wanted.

While anticipating their new lives, they gathered once again in the room where they had first watched the Utsusemi video.

"There's no other reason for calling everyone here. I just wanted to explain once again about that magician organisation that supported the Utsusemi Agency."

Most of those magicians had vanished somewhere, leaving behind the agency's survivors that day. But they had captured Walburga. So they could possibly get to them.

Lavinia explained.

"This happened a long time ago. They had once belonged to a single magician association, one that was completely split in two due to a certain event.

One-half remained on Earth and has continued unchanged to this day. This group, known as 'Grau Zauberer.'

However, the other half created their own domain within the 'Dimensional Gap,' the space between worlds, using the organization's original barrier magic."

[A/N: Honestly, I had planned to include this information during Mephistopheles and Sakuya's meeting, but I just forgot to do so. So, I'm dumping the info here instead! 😅😂

There are so many things I forget to write, even though I intend to include them. Remembering everything and writing it all step by step is kind of tough.]

Lavinia took out a single book—a picture book. It seemed like something she wanted to show everyone.

"This book is…?"

Holding the picture book in her hands, Lavinia continued.

"The contents of this book serve as proof of the world they created. The author became aware of this world by chance, and it is undoubtedly the domain they established within the 'Dimensional Gap.'"

Then, she clearly stated:

"These wizards… they are the 'Wizards of Oz.'"

'...!!!'

Everyone was stunned by this revelation—except for Valerica, who remained unfazed, accepting the information without reaction.

'——The elderly woman and young girl magicians we had encountered in that vast underground chamber… they were called the Wizards of Oz? Wasn't that just a children's book?'

Lavinia went on.

"I—Akatsuki and even Grau Zauberer, along with the Grigori, had been tracking magicians who infiltrated from the magical society known as 'Oz.' They were working alongside a traitor within the Grigori, the leader-class Fallen Angel—Satanael."

Oz—

And, even more shocking—a traitor within the Grigori—'Satanael.'

While keeping an eye on the remaining students from the 'Four Fiends' project, Tobio and the others now had to watch out for this magician organization too!

"But don't worry. Grau Zauberer will probably launch an all-out attack on them if Walburga's interrogation is successful," Lavinia suddenly says cheerfully.

'..Oh.'

So, they didn't need to worry about them after all?

Notes:

[A/N: How is the chapter? Leave a comment behind!

This is probably Tobio's last solo chapter. Kouske will make quick work of Satanael once and for all while launching a full-scale eradication of the Wizards of Oz. So, see you in the next chapter.

It will probably be about Asia and Dio. Dio's in a hell of trouble, that's for sure. I will silently pray for his back. The gore won't be graphic or detailed; I'll just mention it in passing.

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The 4th chapter of my original novel 'Incubus System: Advent of the Demon King' has been published. The fic doesn't have much view, collection, review or power stones. So I would really appreciate any support. You can find it on the 'Originial Works' option of my profile.

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Chapter 86: My house was on fire.

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This morning (15th June), an accident occurred at our house. There’s a 33,000-volt electric line running beside it. The owner of the adjacent land sold one of his trees. When cutting down a tree near high-voltage wires, it’s necessary to inform the electricity office and have the line turned off beforehand. But he didn’t do any of that. He came alone, didn’t tie the branch with a rope, and carelessly chopped it. The branch fell directly onto the electric line and made contact with our house. As a result, electricity surged through the entire house, causing a massive explosion.
 
My younger brother and I were sleeping in our room. My mother was in the kitchen. Just yesterday, my elder brother and his family had left after celebrating Eid. And today, this happened.
 
When the explosion occurred, we woke up to the house catching fire and all the wires burning. We quickly escaped. Thankfully, we weren’t physically hurt, but the fire caused severe damage to the house. After the fire was put out, the police arrived. The man who was cutting the tree, along with the one who bought it, both ran away and can’t be reached by phone.
 
All the wires were burned. We still don’t know the condition of our electronics—TV, fridge, fans, laptop, router, etc. One of our tenants on the third floor was injured and had to be taken to the hospital. I usually leave my laptop and multi-plug on the bed or nearby when I sleep. Thankfully, nothing was plugged in today. Who knows what could’ve happened otherwise.
 
Right now, there’s no electricity or water. So much food stored for Eid might spoil. Allah saved our lives, but we still don’t know the extent of our financial losses. We survived, but now we have to go through police procedures. Who knows how long this will take.
 
It’s a mess. Right after Eid, this had to happen.
 
And for anyone wondering about insurance—no, we don’t do that here. It’s one of the biggest scams in our country.
 
Sorry for the rant. I just needed to vent.

Chapter 87: Life Update.

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Just returned home after the arbitration and judgment. The total damage is around $1500, but they agreed to pay only $500. Anyway, I thought they wouldn't give anything at all, so there's no point in sitting idle. Repair work at home is ongoing—hopefully, it will be finished within 2–3 days. I'll start writing again soon. I’ll be releasing new chapters of both DxD and ADK (Advent of the Demon King) quickly, InshaAllah.

Chapter 88: 🙂

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The people responsible for the accident at my house will probably default on the payment they agreed to after an arbitration meeting was called (last week).
 
They said they would come in person and reimburse a fraction of the costs within a few days, but it’s already been a week now.
 
They’re not answering phone calls, and their office was closed when we went there. It looks like they never intended to pay. We’ll likely have to just take the loss.
 
Filing a case isn’t realistic either—getting justice here drags on for years and only harasses the victims. They could probably bribe the police to bury the case, too. They have political connections we don’t.
 
I know you all have nothing to do with this, but I needed to just vent my frustration. Being an ordinary, apolitical citizen without any leverage here feels pretty hopeless.
 
A new chapter of my DxD fic will be posted next week, in-sha-Allah. Unfortunately, ADK (Advent of the Demon King) will be paused until my exams end on 15 July. 

Chapter 89: 120. A Battle of Convictions.

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

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Omniscient POV

Cafayate, Argentina

The streets of Cafayate bustled around them, oblivious to the clash about to unfold. The scent of freshly baked bread mingled with gasoline, and car horns blared in the distance. But for the two exorcists standing in the middle of the street, the world had shrunk to just them and their weapons.

The tension in the air was palpable as Masaomi and Max faced each other, their Light Swords and Light Guns gleaming with holy energy.

The weapons were the enhanced versions made by Akatsuki. They had higher durability and power. Even humans with a tiny bit of the Holy Element could use them freely.

The once peaceful street now felt like a battlefield, the ground beneath them trembling with the weight of their power—the two exorcists, once comrades, now stood on opposite sides of a moral divide.

Masaomi's fingers tightened around his Light Sword, the golden blade humming radiantly. Across from him, Max mirrored the action, his own sword crackling with power. Their gazes locked—one calm and resolute, the other burning with frustration.

"Don't make me do this, Max," Masaomi warned, his voice steady.

"You already did, Masaomi," Max shot back with a radical look, his grip tightening. "I can't let Asia remain under Akatsuki's influence. That Evil Dragon is corrupting her!"

Max wasted no time. With a roar, he drew his Light Sword, its blade glowing with a fierce golden light. He lunged at Masaomi, his movements swift and precise.

But Masaomi was ready. He sidestepped the attack, his own Light Sword flashing into his hand. The clash of their blades sent sparks flying, the sheer force of their collision cracking the pavement beneath their feet.

"You're making a mistake, Max!" Masaomi shouted, his voice strained as he parried another strike. "This isn't the way!"

"The mistake is yours, Masaomi!" Max retorted, his eyes blazing with determination. "She belongs with the Church! Her power is a gift from God, and it's our duty to ensure it's used for His glory!"

Masaomi exhaled sharply. "And what if she isn't under anyone's influence? What if she simply chose her own path?"

Max's jaw clenched. "Then she made the wrong choice."

The words hung in the air like a death sentence.

Then—

Boom!

Max moved again. A golden flash erupted as he lunged, his blade slicing through the air like divine judgment. Masaomi sidestepped, the holy energy scorching past his cheek. Without hesitation, he countered, his sword whipping through the air to meet Max's in a blinding clash.

Sparks exploded.

Their blades collided again and again, sending out waves of light that cracked the pavement. The shockwaves shattered nearby windows, dust and debris swirling around them.

Bang!

Masaomi gritted his teeth, pushing Max back with a powerful swing of his sword. The force of the blow sent Max skidding across the ground, his boots carving deep grooves into the asphalt. But Max wasn't deterred.

He switched tactics, drawing his Light Gun and firing a barrage of glowing bullets. Masaomi reacted instantly, twisting his blade mid-strike to deflect them.

Each ricochet sent streaks of golden energy into the sky, illuminating the darkened city. The surrounding buildings trembled, windows shattering from the shockwaves.

The fight escalated, their powers tearing through the environment. Masaomi's sword slashed through a lamppost, sending it crashing to the ground.

The ground beneath them trembled, chunks of asphalt lifting from the sheer force of their clash. Max retaliated with a powerful energy blast that lifted a section of the road, the asphalt crumbling like paper. The once-pristine street had become a war zone.

Masaomi leaped, flipping mid-air before bringing his sword down in a devastating arc.

BOOM!

Max blocked just in time, but the impact sent him skidding backward, boots scraping against the fractured pavement. His breathing was ragged, his hands trembling.

"You don't understand, Masaomi!" Max shouted. "If I can't wield a Holy Sword—if I can't serve as God's warrior—then what was all the suffering for?! What about my friends who died for this?! What about my sister?! She—"

Masaomi's eyes darkened. "Your sister?"

Max's grip on his sword tightened. "She's gone. The Church excommunicated her. Said she was 'unfit' for service. It was for the greater good. I couldn't find her, and I don't even know if she's alive. Even then, this is the only way for me to stay sane—doing what I was meant to do. The Lord won't abandon me twice!"

Just how many dark secrets did the Church have? How many children were sacrificed aside from the widely known Holy Sword Project? What were they doing behind closed doors?

Masaomi still didn't know everything, even though he had already glimpsed its darkest corners. These thoughts rushed through his mind, sadness and frustration welling up inside him.

A moment of silence. Then—Max surged forward.

But amidst the chaos, Masaomi noticed something—a bystander, a child, had wandered too close to the fight. She stood frozen in fear, her eyes wide with terror as a chunk of debris hurtled toward her. She was right in the direction of Max's attack. 

"Move!" Masaomi shouted, his voice cutting through the noise of battle.

Max, too, saw the child. For a moment, his determination wavered.

His body locked up. His mind screamed at him to continue, but if he did—

The realization hit like a hammer.

His hands trembled. He hesitated, his sword lowering slightly as he grasped the danger.

BAM!

Masaomi seized the opportunity, leaping forward and deflecting the debris with a swift swing of his sword. The child stumbled back, unharmed but shaken.

Then he struck again. His sword slammed into Max's sword, disarming him in an instant. The weapon clattered to the ground, embedding itself deep into the side of a car.

The fight came to an abrupt halt.

Max stared at the child, his chest heaving. His hands trembled, not from fatigue, but from the realization of what had almost happened. He had been so consumed by his mission that he had nearly harmed an innocent.

The child's mother rushed in, grabbed her daughter, and ran. The moment passed. But the battle was over.

Masaomi exhaled, lowering his sword. "It's over, Max."

Max stared at his empty hands. "If I can't be a Holy Sword wielder, what's my purpose?"

Masaomi studied him, feeling a pang of sympathy. "That's something only you can find, Max."

Max let out a bitter laugh. "Easy for you to say. You're strong. You have purpose. But me? I gave everything for this, Masaomi. Everything... And now, I still have nothing."

Masaomi remained silent.

Max clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white. "This is my purpose. If I can't wield a Holy Sword, then what was it all for?! What about the friends I lost?! What about my sister?! The Church took her away. She's gone because of this. They act like she never even existed! So I can't let their sacrifices be in vain!"

Masaomi's jaw tightened. Another dark secret of the Church. How many more were there?

He understood Max's pain, but he also knew this path would only lead to more suffering.

"I get it, Max. I really do. But forcing Argento-san to join the Church isn't the answer. She has her own path, and we have to respect that."

Max's shoulders slumped, the fight draining out of him. "Then what am I supposed to do? If I can't fulfill my purpose, what's left for me?"

Masaomi placed a hand on Max's shoulder. "You can start by asking for forgiveness. Not just from Argento-san but from yourself. And if you want, I'll go with you tomorrow morning. We'll face this together."

Max just stared at him.

"Maybe… it's also time you start asking the right questions, Max," Masaomi said again.

Max looked at him, searching his face.

A long silence stretched between them.

Then, finally, Max turned away.

He exhaled shakily, his resolve crumbling as tears welled up in his eyes. "You're right. Maybe I should. I... I need to make things right."

Masaomi gave him a small, reassuring smile. "We all make mistakes, Max. What matters is how we move forward."

Without another word, Max disappeared into the night.

Masaomi stood there for a long moment, watching him go. The cracked pavement and the shattered glass—testaments to their battle—were all that remained.

And in the distance, sirens wailed, drawing closer.

He sighed, sheathing his blade.

"Just another mess to clean up."

Notes:

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Chapter 90: 121. A Devil's Ploy.

Notes:

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Omniscient POV,

Inside a humble yet quietly radiant room within a church in Argentina, Asia Argento sat with a gentle smile, conversing with an elderly nun.

The soft afternoon light filtered through the stained glass, casting patches of color across the wooden floor and white robes.

"You've grown up so gracefully, my child," the elderly nun said kindly as she gently patted Asia's head.

She had watched her grow up closely and felt proud that a fragile girl like her had preserved her innocence and matured so well, learning her sisterly duties along the way.

For the past few years, she had been the one directly guiding Asia on her path to becoming a fully fledged nun.

"I'll go fetch that herbal tea you like so much. Don't go anywhere now," she said after they chatted for a while, knowing how fond Asia was of the tea she brewed during their free time.

Asia giggled. "Of course not, Sister. I'll be right here."

The old nun left the room, her footsteps fading down the corridor. Asia cheerfully glanced at the door, looking forward to her return.

But even after some time had passed, she didn't come back. Normally, it shouldn't take her so long—though she could sometimes get distracted by others.

Still, it was unlike Sister Helena to take this long, especially when everything was usually prepared ahead of time.

And Asia couldn't shake the odd, foreboding feeling creeping into her chest. Something felt wrong.

She rose quietly, her heart gently tugged by her instincts. The peaceful hum of the church was now eerily quiet. It shouldn't be this silent…

"Ddraig-san?" she whispered in her mind.

'I feel something strange too. Be on your guard,' the dragon inside her head responded.

Asia stepped into the hallway, her white boots silent against the floor. The silence was uncanny. Not a soul stirred in the church halls. She couldn't find anyone inside the church. Her frown deepened as she reached the front gate.

That's when she saw him.

A man with black hair lay sprawled just outside the church entrance, hot blood staining the pristine stones beneath him. His eyes, filled with pain, turned toward her, hand outstretched weakly.

"P-Please... help..." asked the lying man in a weak voice filled with pain.

Her instincts as a healer flared. Her first reaction was to try and help the unknown man.

After all, the girl named Asia Argento was inherently kind—always trying to help those in need.

Her Sacred Gear, Twilight Healing, took the form of a ring on her finger, and a gentle green aura began to radiate from her as she prepared to heal him.

So she took a step forward—

'Stop,' Ddraig's voice rang sharply in her mind. 'Asia. Look closer. That man... is a devil.'

His being a devil wouldn't really stop her from helping him. She never discriminated based on race.

After all, she was just that kind of girl—and Kouske and Kuroka were also devils.

She knew there were both good and bad devils in the world, unlike what the church taught.

But something else felt more important right now. Asia gasped softly, freezing.

"A devil… here? At a church?"

Yes, since devils and the church were always at odds, it was extremely suspicious for a lone devil to be wandering around the church—especially in such a state.

There was also that odd feeling she couldn't shake off, and the fact that she couldn't find anyone else inside the church right now, which wasn't normal at all.

She squinted her eyes, focusing on him. Her Sacred Gear, Twilight Healing, pulsed lightly. Asia had long since learned to detect Life Energy—even the faintest flickers.

It was an essential ability for a healer like her, helping her understand the state of others properly.

And she could tell instantly—this man wasn't hurt at all.

Not even a scratch.

Asia's posture straightened. Calmly, she asked, "What exactly are you doing, pretending to be wounded outside a church gate?"

The man blinked, caught off-guard. "W-What? No, you've got it wrong—I really am—"

'Liar!'

He screamed internally.

'She saw through it? She's not as naïve as the reports said? Damn it...!'

He quickly tried to recover. "I-I must've passed out… the pain is just delayed... I—"

"Why are you here?" she cut in, her tone still soft but firm.

"This is a sacred ground for worship. But you're a devil. And this church feels… deserted. Did you do something to everyone?" Asia asked sharply.

That gentle, naïve smile of hers was gone now. If this man had dared to hurt anyone here, she wouldn't let him go so easily without facing the consequences.

The man's lips twitched.

'So it's like that, huh? I didn't want to use force… It's not really fun that way,' he thought to himself.

He'd just have to enjoy her in another way if this didn't work. He didn't have much time. Whatever he did, it needed to be done quickly.

His fake pained expression vanished in an instant as he dropped the act. The gentle, meek face twisted into a scowl as he looked down at her.

Without wasting another second, a magic circle flared beneath his palm as he lunged at her.

He would think about the rest after taking her with him. With more exorcists appearing in the area lately, he might never get another chance like this again.

"I'm taking you with me, Asia Argento!" the man barked as he jumped at her.

Ddraig growled. 'Asia! Now!'

But she was already moving.

He couldn't even touch her.

He never even stood a chance!

His vision spun.

He slammed into the ground hard, face first. Pain exploded through his nose. Fresh, hot red blood trickled down his head and nose. His body screamed in protest.

"What... the hell...?"

It took him a moment to register what had just happened. While he was in mid-air, trying to jump her, Asia had already thrown punches and kicks faster than his senses could ever keep up with.

He saw nothing—but he felt every bit of it. The pain.

He was defeated mid-air.

He never even stood a chance.

He never even stood a chance.

Important things should at least be said twice.

Asia stood above him, calmly brushing off her sleeves. "You tried to kidnap me. That's not very nice, Devil-san."

"You… YOU BITCH—!" he roared, leaping at her again, only to be met with another flurry of punches and kicks.

"Eii! Eii! Ei—!"

Her cute cries didn't match the destructive impact. Each blow looked light and harmless but packed the raw strength of someone on par with High-Class devils.

If she hadn't actually gone easy on him, he would've already been nothing more than a grotesque pile of shattered bones, torn flesh, and spilled blood.

She had been granted Falna since the first time she met Kouske.

After years of practice and training, she had become a bona fide Level 6.

Her body was no longer as fragile as other humans. She was on her way to godhood.

Her fast growth didn't necessarily mean she had more talent than Aiz or others from the Loki Familia in Danmachi.

After all, she was a healer. Her true talents lay in healing and dragon taming.

But even still, after years of training alongside Kouske and the others inside the Instant Dungeons, pushing her body to the limit while recovering with potions—she was, in simpler terms, a whale.

Or rather, Kouske was the whale (a game term for a player who uses large amounts of real money to buy powerful gear, characters, and unfair advantages in a game. In other words, a cheat!).

And then there's also the fact that Falna doesn't work the same way in DxD as it does in the world of Danmachi.

It's comparatively easier to gain power in DxD through proper means, whereas, in Danmachi, someone without talent might never reach the next level, even while working tirelessly their entire life.

Danmachi is an unfair world, where hard work without talent bears no fruit.

But DxD is a world where even someone with zero talent—say, in magic—could still grow to be the most powerful through the most unconventional and idiotic means, like shouting oppai, oppai while groping girls mid-fight, showing off naked girls, indulging in voyeurism, and giving off a faint, indirect feeling of cuckoldry.

That just somehow got a whole lot more specific. That kind of topic might spiral into a whole other level of mess.

So let's not delve too deep into that and get back to the point at hand.

The devil, Diodora Astaroth—though Asia didn't know his name—hit the cold floor again, vision blurring.

He just lay there, staring up at her in disbelief. His mind couldn't wrap itself around the situation.

He—a noble devil, born into prestige and power—was being humiliated by a nobody-human girl.

A healer, at that.

His fragile little ego, much like the pitiful thing between his legs that left his raped victims feeling absolutely nothing, just couldn't accept it.

'This is wrong! There must be something wrong! She must be cheating!' his mind screamed, clinging desperately to denial.

"You're just a healer…!" he spat, coughing, his voice shaking. "So, WHY?!... HOW…?!"

Asia tilted her head cutely and replied confusedly. "I just work out a little bit...?"

"DAMN YOU!!!" he roared, face twisted in rage as a magic circle flared to life beneath him.

His peerage—his entire peerage—began to appear, summoned in haste.

It stung his pride to need them. But he had no choice now. He had to end this fast. Capture her. Escape before the exorcists notice anything.

He could think about revenge later—about breaking her, about tearing down her image, painting her as a devil's pawn, a fraud, a fallen saint, like the many others he had done before this.

Whether through hypnosis or manipulation, he would destroy her reputation no matter what. But right now… right now, she needed to be subdued.

There was no way—no way—she could stand against his entire peerage. After all, she was just a fragile little girl. Just a healer. Just a trickster. Right?

…Right?

Her tricks wouldn't work anymore on his entire peerage, as he wouldn't make the same mistake of letting his guard down again.

This time he will fight seriously.

Ten girls appeared in matching robes, all bearing the same hollow expression. Their clothes resembled a darker version of a nun's outfit.

Asia's eyes widened in horror. She could feel the twisted and sorrowful life energy radiating from their bodies.

She could literally feel their closed-off pain. What were once lively girls in their prime were now nothing more than puppets, waiting for death.

They wore expressions of fanatical reverence, but deep inside, only the silent wish for death remained—hidden just beneath the surface, outside Diodora's awareness.

Asia could feel all of it. This was one of the many things she'd gained from learning to sense life energy.

"What… just what did he do to them…?" she whispered.

Ddraig growled with disgust. 'They look like nothing more than broken puppets.'

In his long lifetime, Ddraig had seen too many things like this to be surprised. Devils, Fallens, and Gods alike had always harbored twisted tastes that could make anyone's stomach turn.

Diodora stood shakily. "You'll regret humiliating me!"

Soon, a fight broke out between Asia and Diodora's peerage. But to Diodora's horror, even with the help of his entire peerage, they couldn't take her down.

What shocked him more was that Asia, being as naive as she was, wasn't even actually trying to hurt the girls—dodging, deflecting, and enduring their attacks with restraint.

Seeing this, Diodora hatched a plan. If he couldn't overpower her, he would use her kindness against her—make the girls act as sacrificial bait to trap her.

"Girls—" Diodora began, raising his voice to command them.

But before he could finish—

"Argento-san!"

The shout came sharp and clear.

Masaomi's voice.

He and Max came running down the street, both armed with Light Weapons, eyes wide with alarm.

They had only come for Max to apologize to Asia for what had happened yesterday.

But the sound of battle echoing from the church had changed everything.

"You okay? What's going on?!" Masaomi shouted.

He looked around to find eleven devils right in front of the church gate. He was quite surprised.

After all, even if this church had no direct connection to the supernatural world, it was still a functioning church run by humans—not some abandoned place that could be trespassed whenever anyone felt like it.

Devils never liked going anywhere near churches, as they always radiated a holy aura, even if faint, due to the prayers offered to God, even if that role was now handled by Archangel Michael after his death.

So seeing devils so close to the church and fighting Asia like this was indeed quite surprising for Masaomi.

He soon took his stance and attacked the male devil in front of him. The devil seemed weak and inexperienced, judging by the way he flailed around, barely dodging the lethal light weapon with the help of his peerage members.

But small wounds had already appeared on his weak body from the brief bout, and they were like poison to the devil, even without judging from the pained expression on his face.

Diodora quickly fled into a corner, calling for all his peerage members to return to him after realizing he was clearly outmatched and that his life was in danger because of the exorcists.

Not because he might cry from the light wounds or wet himself like a scaredy-cat—he was just making a tactical retreat, dammit!

While all this happened in a short moment, Max stood frozen. Masaomi noticed something was off with him too.

Max's eyes landed on one of the devil girls—his voice cracked.

"...Martha?"

One of the lifeless girls stopped mid-step, turning back after hearing him.

Her gaze locked onto him. For the briefest moment, light returned to her lifeless eyes.

"...big bro...?" she muttered.

A single tear slid down her cheek.

Then, her eyes dulled again. She quickly turned back toward Diodora, who had called them all back.

"Martha, wait—!" Max yelled as she paused again for a moment, her sorrowful eyes meeting his.

"MARTHA!!" But Diodora barked at her again.

She flinched and quickly returned to his side.

Diodora's rage twisted into frustration. He couldn't beat Asia, and now exorcists were here. He clenched his teeth.

"Damn you…!"

A magic circle flared beneath him.

"Next time… you won't be so lucky."

"Martha—!" Max shouted again.

But the circle engulfed them.

And then… they were gone.

Masaomi muttered, "That was the Astaroth clan's magic circle…"

After all, even if the church people never used DeviNet out of pride—despite being able to easily find more information on devils that way—they at least knew about clan abilities, clan circles, and many other important details about the devils who were their enemies.

Heaven actually kept a watch on DeviNet, unlike the hypocritical Church.

Masaomi started asking Asia why she was attacked, but even she didn't know much about it.

If the bugs Kouske had given her hadn't stopped her, she would've intercepted Diodora before he escaped.

Still, she could just leave it to Kouske—it seemed he had been watching everything through the bugs from the beginning.

Asia exhaled slowly, her fists still clenched.

"Those girls seemed... so pitiful. He did something to them. And… I don't even know what his goal was."

Masaomi saw her eyes and didn't want to press any further. They could look into the devil at Church Headquarters by searching for devils associated with the Astaroth clan.

But the issue was that he belonged to Ajuka Beelzebub's family—one of the strongest devils and a Maou. That could wait for now. Right now, he was more worried about Max.

He had been out of it since the beginning. After all, Max had just seen his missing younger sister—someone he thought might already be dead—alive as a devil.

Was she reincarnated forcefully or by her own will? She was once one of the holy saints, but the Church had forsaken her before he could do anything for her. She had disappeared after that.

So seeing her again like this was a shock. She seemed so… sad.

Many things raced through his mind as blood trickled down his clenched hands. He would have to find out more about all this after returning—and about that Astaroth devil who reincarnated her.

Later, they found Sister Helena unconscious in the cellar, and several others scattered outside the church grounds, hypnotized by devil magic. All were recovered and healed.

As everyone was busy, none of them had noticed one thing—except Ddraig.

A tiny bug, barely visible, latched onto Diodora's shoulder just before teleportation.

It even hijacked the circle.

Diodora appeared somewhere else entirely—unaware. And his peerage had been teleported somewhere else entirely without his knowledge. Diodora looked around.

A dark, windowless room.

He blinked, looking around. Even though as a devil he should've been able to see in the darkness, right now he couldn't.

But he wasn't in the right state of mind to think about that.

"What the hell?! Where… where am I?!"

"Light—! Someone bring light! MARTHA? JULIE?!..."

He yelled for the maids and his peerage members to light the place. He just couldn't understand why the magnificent Astaroth mansion was shrouded in such darkness.

No answer.

After barking for a while, he lit a small flame.

Suddenly, lights activated around him.

The room was… decorated with rose petals. A fancy bed. Elegant ribbons.

A romantic suite?

His breath hitched. "Wh… what is this?"

He turned toward the door—locked. A barrier surrounded it. No matter what he did he couldn't open the door nor teleport outside.

After many failed attempts he growled and turned around—

Only to freeze.

A monstrous, grotesque, massive monkey in a nun costume sat on the flower-covered bed, smiling sweetly at him.

The scary part was the huge balls it proudly showed off, hanging from the disgusting stiff thing between its legs.

"Wh… W-What… the fuck—?!"

The thing blinked cutely. It held another nun costume in its other hand—this time, human-sized, roughly around his size at a glance.

Diodora felt a cold sweat run down his back and spine as he looked at the monstrosity in the nun costume.

The dangerous part was—it was at least ultimate class.

He began to sweat buckets.

His mouth trembled. "W-WHAT IS THIS?! WHO DID THIS TO ME?! LET ME OUT!!!"

But the door didn't open.

And the monkey didn't stop smiling.

Diodora Astaroth screamed in horror.

…It was the beginning of his worst nightmare.

At the time, Kouske was spending quality time in the Nakiri clan territory with Tarte and Bertrand, thinking along the lines of, 'Justice served, even if belatedly.' After all, Diodora was so fond of nuns—just fulfilling his wish.

Getting rid of people like Diodora's manhood was truly a blessing to the womankind of the whole world, even the supernatural world included.

Though he'd rather never think about what might be happening at that moment inside that room with Diodora.

Kouske had once encountered a gay Ballboon in the instant dungeon—a strange creature going around trying to get other Ballboons.

He'd only seen it when it tried to jump one of his Ballboon familiars. At first, he considered getting rid of it but later decided to make it a familiar—because there really are some people in this world who deserve this specific Ballboon. It would do the world some mercy.

So, he unleashed the Ballboon on Diodora—for just two days, for now. Whatever happens, isn't his problem. 

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Chapter 91: 122. The Royal Showdown in Tokyo.

Notes:

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Chapter Text

Omniscient POV

The Tokyo International E-Sports Dome pulsed with energy. Neon lights flashed, camera drones zipped through the air, and thousands of fans roared in anticipation.

Giant screens displayed the stylized title of the day's event:

Last Battlefront: World Championship Grand Finale.

In the center of the dazzling stage, the zesty tournament host—ZettaRay, a streamer-turned-global MC in a gold-sequinned blazer and pink shades—stepped into the spotlight, arms spread wide like a game show god. 'Praise Me!'

"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, GAMERS OF ALL AGES!" he shouted, his voice echoing with practiced flair.

"Welcome to the FINAL ROUND of the Last Battlefront World Championship! It's been a bloodbath of all range of players—but now, it all comes down to THIS!"

The crowd erupted.

"Two champions. Two legends. Two titans of the FGC (Fighting Game Community)! But only ONE CROWN!"

A split-screen flickered on the monitors, showcasing two imposing avatars: Celestaria, a radiant blade-dancer with a flowing cloak of starlight, and Netherthorn, a dark mage-queen riding a floating obsidian throne.

"In the left booth," ZettaRay continued, striding toward the stage-left podium, "we have the undefeated prodigy, the storm of the leaderboard, the terror of ranked queue—give it up for PRINCESS!"

The stadium shook with cheers. A spotlight flared over Elle in her gamer booth, adjusting her headset with sharp, precise fingers.

Her eyes gleamed with focus. Fans waved banners and LED boards with her name.

"Queen of Combos."

"Celestaria Sweep."

"Marry Me, Princess!" (Ignored!)

"And on the right," the host boomed, walking dramatically to the opposite booth, "we have a living legend. The veteran of five titles, trash-talker in five languages, the Iron Widow of Warlocks—QUUEN!!"

The cheers turned into a different kind of thunder. The kind with awe and fear mixed in.

Kiana Emberfaust sat in her booth with her arms crossed, exuding an aura that made the arena noticeably colder.

Her screen-name flashed like a warning: Quuen, misspelled long ago, never corrected, now feared.

"The rivalry between these two has become the stuff of esports legend!" ZettaRay declared.

"Four matches. Four draws. But today, we settle it. Today—one rises, one falls."

Their matches were the stuff of memes, fan edits, and questionable doujins.

But today was the finale, the decisive fifth match. No more draws. No more GGs (Good Games).

The crowd erupted.

The crowd roared as the two finalists took their seats on opposite sides of the stage, headsets on, fingers flexing over their controllers.

Neither had seen the other's face before—until today.

Elle adjusted her headset, cracking her knuckles with a smirk. "Alright, Quuen. Time to dethrone you."

Across the stage, her opponent scoffed. "Cocky little brat. I've wiped the floor with you before."

Elle froze.

That voice.

That specific brand of smugness.

Slowly, her head turned toward the booth across from her.

The camera zoomed in just in time to catch the flicker of recognition on both faces. The arena quieted. Eyes narrowed. Mouths opened slightly.

One blinked.

The other blinked.

"…Mom?" Elle mouthed, stunned.

"…Elle-chan?" Kiana squinted, equally horrified.

The booth mics picked it up.

The audience gasped.

A full beat of silence hung in the air—

And then the arena exploded.

The tournament host, a peppy guy in a flashy blazer with too much caffeine in his system, nearly choked on his mic.

"WAIT—YOU TWO ARE RELATED?!"

From the VIP box, Felix Emberfaust—sporting a freshly printed "I Support Both My Girls!" T-shirt—slowly sank into his cushioned seat as if trying to disappear.

His soul, dignity, and future peace of mind visibly exited his body.

Both Kiana and Elle turned in perfect sync toward the audience, eyes locking onto the one man who should've known everything from the beginning.

They glared.

"YOU KNEW?!" they shouted together, horror and betrayal in their voices.

Felix raised his hands slowly, like a peace-loving potato trying not to get mashed.

"I—I thought it was funny at first! You were both using voice modulators! How was I supposed to know it'd end like this?!"

A camera drone zoomed in to capture the sweat beading on his forehead, the nervous twitch in his cheek, the pure panic in his eyes.

If the denizens of the Spirit Realm had seen this, they would have gouged out their eyes—witnessing their exalted Spirit King reduced to a trembling, guilt-ridden dad under the wrath of his wife and daughter.

Honestly? He never thought it was funny. He'd just been too scared to say anything to those two hyper-competitive gamers. He only wanted to preserve the tiny shred of peace left in their household.

The host stepped in with perfect timing, trying to regain control of the chaos—but even he knew: no tournament finale could top this reveal.

"THIS IS A MATCH FOR THE AGES, FOLKS! A FAMILY FEUD! A ROYAL RUMBLE—MOTHER VERSUS DAUGHTER! PRINCESS VERSUS QUUEN!"

The crowd lost its mind.

Hashtag #PrincessVSQuuen trended in seven languages in less than a minute.

The countdown started.

3...

2...

1...

FIGHT!

The timer hit zero.

The match began.

Round One:

Elle's Celestaria blinked behind her mother's Netherthorn and unleashed a flurry of flaming daggers.

"Nice try, sweetheart," Kiana's voice crackled through the headset—dry, unimpressed.

At least, she wasn't shit talking her daughter in front of everyone.

With calm precision, Netherthorn summoned a magical shield and uppercutted Celestaria into the air with a follow-up dark lance.

Felix clapped awkwardly. "W-Well done, Elle-chan! And great counter, honey!"

Unbeknownst to everyone, two flaming daggers embedded themselves in the booth wall just behind him. He shrank deeper into his seat.

After an intense battle, the round finally came to an end.

"Round one goes to Quuen! Give a round of applause for her, folks," says ZettaRay in his overly dramatic way.

The crowd erupts into a big applause and a cacophony of noises—some revering Kiana, while others cheer and console Elle for her loss.

"Hmph! I won't lose in the next round," says Elle.

"Heh," is all Kiana said to her cute daughter, making Elle even angrier in her defeat.

Soon after, round two started.

Round Two in the Summoning Category:

Netherthorn conjured a roaring three-headed chimera, fire and lightning pouring from its jaws.

Celestaria countered with a celestial dragon, wings wide with blazing stars.

They clashed mid-screen—fire against light, fang against claw. Spells lit the arena like fireworks.

Felix sipped his drink like it was a potion labeled 'instant regret'. He clapped, smiled, and tried to cheer for both of them.

The camera rolled perfectly to capture it all.

He would regret all of that later.

Nothing is more embarrassing than an overly enthusiastic cheer from family members.

After fighting tooth and nail for almost an hour, the round finally ended in Elle's favor, making it a draw between the two.

The crowd exploded again.

The next round would be the final one to determine the victor.

Both seemed mentally exhausted, so after a brief break, the game continued as the final round began.

Final Round:

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...Both health bars flashed red. One second on the clock.

Netherthorn hurled a meteor spell.

Celestaria ducked—frame perfect.

Elle activated her ultimate skill: Crownfall Eclipse.

A massive wave of starlight surged through the battlefield. The explosion swallowed everything.

K.O.

A loud mechanical sound reverberated from the sound system as the monitor flashed with glowing 'K.O.' signs.

"PRINCESS WINS!!" ZettaRay yelled, nearly falling off his platform. The arena went feral.

Elle stared at the screen, stunned. Then she grinned and jumped up from her seat.

Kiana rose from her booth, calm, arms folded, a smile barely touching her lips.

"You did great," she said.

Elle ran to hug her. "You're still the scariest boss I've ever fought, Mom."

Back in the VIP box, Felix gave a thumbs-up like a man clinging to hope.

"So… pizza tonight?"

Kiana narrowed her eyes. "You bet. We will be having some serious discussions tonight, mister."

Elle crossed her arms with a smirk. "Also, you're banned from my gaming streams for a few months now."

"But I—"

"No 'but's," they said together.

ZettaRay laughed nervously into the mic. "Well, folks, that was the most intense and emotionally complicated match in tournament history! Let's hear it one more time for the Emberfausts!"

The crowd roared as the giant screen displayed:

Victory to Princess. But the biggest loser today seems to be... the dad.

For a moment, Felix considered burning the board, but with his wife and daughter present, he didn't dare.

He sighed, long and slow. "I should've just entered that fishing tournament instead of coming…"

The Spirit Realm hosted fishing tournaments around this time for catching gigantic killer whales that could easily kill anyone in the Ultimate Class just by breathing.

But that's a story for another time.

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Chapter 92: 123. Mayhem?

Notes:

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Chapter Text

Omniscient POV

Nakiri Clan Territory,

"What are you guys even doing? Why are you fighting here?" suddenly yelled a voice as Kouske stopped the fight between Seiryuu and Bertrand.

It took some time for both of them to calm down as they processed the situation.

Even though Seiryuu had been overpowering Bertrand, if that last strike had connected and Kouske hadn't intervened, Seiryuu's head would have been rolling by now. This realization left him stunned for a moment.

But he didn't let it get him down; after a while, he just started laughing out loud, covering the upper portion of his face with his hand.

All this time, the newcomer kept scolding them, but it seemed all the words fell on deaf ears.

"It's nice of you to come greet us here," said Kouske as he looked at Momiji, who was just gawking at Seiryuu for his conduct.

After some time, Seiryuu seemed to have calmed down as he also asked Momiji, "So, do you know these devils?"

Momiji's mood seemed better when she was addressed by Kouske, but it soon turned cold at Seiryuu's question.

"Yes, I know them. But why were you even fighting with them here?" asked Momiji.

"Do we need any reason to fight devils? And these ones were even strolling around here so freely," said Seiryuu.

After some back and forth, Momiji somehow managed to calm him down while apologizing to Kouske.

"Why are you even here?" she asked Seiryuu.

"Well, I was just following Himejima. But it seems we got separated," said Seiryuu bluntly.

"Suzaku-san is also here?" asked Momiji, to which he nodded.

*Sigh*

Momiji sighed at this, but soon brought them over to the main clan house.

At the main house, Kouske met with Nakagami to finalize their plan to root out the Utsusemi Agency in two days. During that time, Kouske, along with Tarte and Bertrand, stayed as guests.

While they prepared, Suzaku, Seiryuu, and Nakagami held a separate meeting, discussing matters among themselves.

Although their clans had refused Kouske's invitation for formal cooperation, they each decided to assist individually. Seiryuu simply followed Suzaku's lead.

Later, Suzaku personally approached Kouske. Aware of his connection to Akatsuki, she asked if he could arrange a meeting with Tobio and inform her about his current whereabouts. Kouske agreed to her request, helping her get in contact with Tobio.

During his stay, Kouske also sparred and trained a few times with Nakagami to sharpen their skills for the upcoming battle.

And just like that, the time to hunt Satanael finally arrived.

[A/N: Honestly, this feels like a chore at this point. I don't really want to write any more of this Slash Dog stuff. I'm more inclined toward writing about the main DxD or other worlds right now. So please forgive me if this seems bland. I just want to finish this. I won't even include Kouske and Nakagami's training fight that I initially wanted to write, nor the meeting with Ryuuta Nakiri, who is currently training under Tiamat, nor the R-18 scene with Tarte and Bertrand while Momiji is peeking... Ahem]

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At the same time, somewhere out there, a sinister plan was underway.

*Smack*

Someone's furious strike shattered the long table. The one sitting directly opposite remained unfazed, while the one who broke it looked ready to kill anyone who met his eyes.

He was Draco Malfoy, a half-devil, one of the leaders of the Wizards of Oz, and a former disciple of Mephistopheles from long ago.

"Keep it down, Malfoy. We're in the middle of an important discussion. We have no time for your little tantrum," said Satanael, looking at Malfoy with disgust.

"Shut up! You have no idea what I've lost! I lost a goddamn Longinus, dammit!" the albino-haired Malfoy yelled at Satanael for interrupting him.

Malfoy was referring to the loss of Incinerate Anthem. Losing Augusta wasn't enough; they had also failed to retrieve the Longinus.

Even the leaders of the Utsusemi Agency were defeated. No matter how useless they were, Malfoy had heavily invested in their research!

Hanezu was dead, and Kazuhisa had been captured by Grigory. It wasn't strange for him to lose his cool like this. At least that fool never knew about their full plan.

"Did you call me here just to show such disgraceful behavior? My time isn't worth so little," came a cold voice, weighing heavily on Malfoy as he started sweating from the pressure.

"Rizevim, don't be so hard on him. We're all here for a reason," said Satanael, trying to calm the situation.

Soon, Rizevim Livan Lucifer, one of the Super Devils and the leader of the Old Devil Faction, withdrew his aura, giving Malfoy some space to breathe.

"I'm listening," Rizevim said coldly, waiting for Satanael to speak.

At first, he had been surprised to hear from Satanael, but it seemed 'fun', so he decided to humor him.

However, if they were going to waste his time, he wouldn't tolerate it, even if it was for his own entertainment.

Even for Satanael, it was a big decision to reach out to Rizevim like this. Satanael had once been humiliated by Akatsuki.

His lifetime of research was destroyed, and he had to resort to stealing some of Azazel's research, which he hated the most, but he had no other choice.

Now, he would do whatever it took for revenge, even if it meant getting involved with a psychopath like Rizevim.

This time, he didn't want to take any risks—he just wanted to kill Akatsuki and Azazel. Ophis wouldn't directly help him, so he had to gather as many powerful allies as he could.

"Do you know what this is?" asked Satanael as he proudly showed off Ophis's snake.

Rizevim could sense the massive power inside the small snake, but more than that, the aura of the dragon he sensed from it piqued his interest.

"What is that?" asked Rizevim as he took it into his hand, examining it. Even Malfoy looked interested.

"It's one of Ophis's snakes. It directly increases one's powers exponentially," said Satanael, which caught their attention.

To clear any doubts, he demonstrated it by using it on a low-class fallen angel, whose power instantly shot up to high-class.

"This is fascinating. How many do you have?" asked Rizevim.

While he wouldn't use something this dubious on himself so easily, it would definitely help him control the Old Devil Faction more easily. They were always after power, after all.

"As many as you want," said Satanael.

"Hmm... How did you get this from Ophis?" asked Rizevim curiously. But Satanael didn't seem inclined to answer.

"So, what do you want in exchange?" asked Rizevim.

"Lend me some of your people," said Satanael.

The meeting continued for a long time after that.

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At the same time, something strange occurred.

In the biggest theatre of the Underworld, a twin-tailed girl with exaggerated makeup—thick lipstick and heavy eyelashes—wearing a nun outfit suddenly teleported onto the stage in the middle of a live performance.

The theatre was packed, and the sudden interruption caused an uproar. People shouted in anger and confusion.

Yet something about the girl seemed off. She couldn't even stand properly, swaying unsteadily as she stared blankly at the audience, her mind clearly foggy. The chaotic noise around her hadn't even registered yet.

Then, someone in the audience spoke up.

"Hey, doesn't she look kinda familiar?"

"What do you mean?"

"I think so too," another chimed in. Small conversations like this started spreading, creating a buzz through the theatre.

"Wasn't that the Astaroth clan magic circle she used when she teleported?" someone pointed out.

"Where's the security? Drag her off the stage!" another barked.

"What the hell is that outfit? I've never seen something so skimpy like that before. Where did she even get it?" someone asked curiously.

"Call the security!"

"Restart the show!"

"Was there someone like her in the Astaroth clan? I've been a servant of the clan for decades, but I've never seen her before," an old man muttered.

"Doesn't she look familiar?"

"She kinda looks like the Astaroth heir, Diodora, right?" someone pointed out.

"Yeah, kinda... Did he have a sister?"

Amid all the noise, the girl grew more confused. She couldn't remember much—her mind was blank—but the sharp pain in her back kept her tethered to reality.

"W-what's going on? W-where am I?" she mumbled weakly, her voice trembling.

"I-isn't that Diodora-sama's voice?" said the old man, who seemed to be a servant of the Astaroth clan.

Even though he spoke softly, his words somehow carried through the theatre, reaching many ears.

Soon, the situation spiraled into chaos as news of the incident spread across the entire Underworld.

Diodora Astaroth, dressed like a girl, had been seen limping onstage at the biggest theatre in the Underworld.

Even in a world where devils were known for their strange fetishes, this news spread like wildfire, scarring both Diodora's and the Astaroth clan's reputation, especially among the nobility.

He quickly became a laughingstock.

Meanwhile, Diodora refused to leave his room, just like Riser, plagued by constant nightmares of the monstrously disgusting monkey.

He remained completely traumatized, with phantom pain in his back haunting him for the rest of his life. Just two days had done this to him. Who knows what would have happened if he had stayed longer!

The Astaroth clan was at a complete loss.

It seemed that getting locked behind doors was becoming pretty common for those traumatized directly or indirectly by Kouske!

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Lord Phenex had brought the orb back to his mansion to restore Riser's powers. It was late at night. The grand halls of the Phenex mansion were unusually quiet.

Lord Phenex called over a servant. "Yes, milord?" said the servant after approaching.

"Bring Riser here," ordered Lord Phenex.

"B-but milord, he is still..." the servant said meekly.

"No buts. Drag him here if you have to," said Lord Phenex, not wanting to bother with Riser's antics again.

Soon, the servant returned with Riser in tow. Somehow, he had managed to bring him out. Lord Phenex dismissed all the servants and cast a barrier around the place.

In the middle of the grand hall, Riser Phenex stood silently, his fists clenched at his sides. Before him, Lord Phenex extended a small orb, glowing faintly with a warm golden light—the very essence of Riser's lost power.

The Phenex Orb pulsed like a heartbeat, as if recognizing its owner after a long absence.

Riser stared at it, his throat dry. His pride, once a roaring fire, now barely flickered. He reached out, hands trembling, and the moment his fingers touched the orb, it sank deep into his chest in a flash of light.

A deep, primal heat spread through his body. The power, the strength, the 'invincibility' (delusion) he had once taken for granted—it was all back.

"...I'm not trash..." Riser muttered, his eyes wide and unblinking. A manic grin twisted across his face, and he started laughing under his breath. "I'm not trash... I'm not trash...! Anymore!"

His energy spiked uncontrollably, like a wild, unstable storm. His aura blazed around him, and for a moment, he looked completely lost, like a madman tasting freedom for the first time.

Smack!

A heavy hand struck across his face, snapping his head to the side. The hall echoed with the sharp sound. Riser staggered, blinking rapidly. His father's stern face filled his vision.

"Get a grip," Lord Phenex said, his voice cold. "You think you got your power back for free?"

Riser wiped the blood from his lip, breathing heavily, his wild expression fading into confusion. To his relief, flames lit up as his injuries healed instantly, just as they normally should, unlike before.

"Listen carefully," Lord Phenex continued, stepping closer, his gaze burning into Riser's very soul. "The only reason I brought you this... is because you will have to repent and apologize to Emberfaust-san. Publicly. During Ravel's birthday party."

The blood drained from Riser's face. "Wh-what...?"

"You will have to bow your head if you must," Lord Phenex said sharply. "You will apologize. Sincerely..."

Riser stumbled back a step, his mind flashing back to Elle's eyes—the cold disdain, the invisible weight of her presence that had crushed his fragile little pride once before. He remembered how powerless he had been in front of her.

"No... No, no, NO...!" Riser muttered, shaking his head violently. His knees almost buckled. "I can't!" he cried. "I can't stand in front of her again! I—I—"

Lord Phenex grabbed him by the collar, pulling him close. "You will. If you don't—" his voice dropped to a dangerous whisper, "—I'll personally lock you up in the mansion forever. You won't ever leave your room, just like you wanted. This is your last chance, Riser...!"

Riser's hands trembled. His breathing was shallow and rapid. His legs felt like they would give out at any moment.

Faced with no escape, no dignity to cling to, Riser Phenex—the once-proud noble—felt true fear. And he knew... there was no way out.

Only forward.

Even if it meant bowing to the one person who had shattered his fragile little pride beyond repair.

Notes:

[A/N: How is the chapter? Leave a comment.

I think I had written about Lord Phenex giving Riser back the orb before, but that wasn't very good. So I wrote this part again.

Diodora is screwed. And all his shenanigans haven't even been made public yet. But soon, he will be exposed. Max is conducting one hell of an investigation right now. You shouldn't underestimate the power of an onii-chan!

I'm starting to hate Slash Dog. Next time will be the wipeout of Satanael and his cronies. Rizevim has joined, and it seems Khaos Brigade will be formed sooner than in the novel. I wanted to introduce the other two from the Four Fiends Sacred Gears, and even the heirs from the other three of the Five Principal Clans, too.

But nuh. It's too much work, and I'm getting bored with writing only Slash Dog events. So I won't write them. I'll think about introducing them after the timeskip to the canon DxD timeline. I wanna write about the other worlds too. Shishou's arc and chapter are still pending. Clarice and Vritra haven't made any appearances for a long time. So many things to do!

*Sigh!*

Even Momiji felt bland in this chapter, even though she appeared after so many chapters. Nakagami didn't even get a chance. He is a cool one, though.

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Chapter 93: 124. Chaos.

Notes:

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Chapter Text

Omniscient POV

Vatican,

Max flipped through the brittle pages of old records inside a dusty Vatican archive chamber, his gloved fingers trembling slightly.

The dim lamplight cast a heavy gloom over the cracked, leather-bound files of excommunication cases.

One by one, he traced each name—twelve women.

Twelve 'fallen' holy maidens and nuns.

All supposedly corrupted. All were cast out without an official trial or appeal.

He had proven it during his visits to each of the churches involved. None had followed official procedure—they had simply excommunicated the women outright, acting like the old Church once did when hunting witches. It wasn't very good, to say the least.

What pained Max even more was that his own sister had been subjected to the same fate.

Back then, no one had allowed him to dig deep, but at least now, he held a high enough position to investigate some of it.

The deeper he dug, the clearer the pattern became.

Every single one of those girls had last been seen with the same devil—Diodora Astaroth.

The reasons listed for their excommunication were almost identical, too. All the stories bore a frightening level of similarity.

And yet, no one had been suspicious about any of it at all!

The girls were supposedly seen with that devil—helping him, conspiring with him, or so the witness testimonies claimed.

The circumstances varied, but the outcome was always the same. Witnesses would alert the entire church, and the girls would be subjected to humiliation and excommunication.

That's how it always went. And none of the girls were ever seen again...

But Max remembered seeing them. All of them, in fact.

Each one had been with Diodora the last time he saw them.

It seemed clear now—Diodora had planned this from the start to add them to his peerage.

Max couldn't contain his anger. He had personally visited the involved churches and questioned the so-called witnesses.

But how could a devil come and go from church grounds so easily? And not just once, but twelve times? That was far too unlikely.

There could only be one explanation—someone from the inside must have helped the devil enter and leave safely. The more Max investigated, the clearer it became.

"Why did you betray the church?" Max demanded, his voice sharp with fury, as he repeatedly beat the shit out of the priest in front of him.

This one was from the very church that had excommunicated his own sister.

"I didn't do such a thing! You can't accuse me like this! I will—" the priest tried to play innocent.

But Max's rage had already boiled over. He gave the priest no time to speak. Ten minutes of a one-sided beating was all it took for the man to break.

"Please stop! I—I was given money for this—" the priest cried.

But hearing that—just knowing his sister had been sold for mere chump change—Max didn't let him finish. He killed the priest in cold blood.

Moments later, Masaomi rushed in, dragging the other two priests involved.

Obviously, something this serious—excommunicating holy maidens—couldn't have been done by one low-ranking priest. Other high officials had been involved too. They had also been bribed.

And that was just this church. The other branches had their own conspirators still hiding.

"You know, we have to keep them alive to bring the truth to light. You can't keep killing every single one of them," Masaomi said, his voice edged with frustration.

He had been helping Max gather information for the case, but if Max kept losing control, they wouldn't be able to prove anything.

Eventually, Max calmed down. Together, they resumed the investigation, turning their attention to the remaining church branches.

What they uncovered wasn't pleasant at all.

Masaomi reached out to Cardinal Vasco Strada, presenting the evidence they had collected.

To say Strada was displeased would be an understatement. And when he questioned the devils, they wouldn't be pleased either.

Targeting one of the church's core members like this could lead to bloodshed on both sides.

And while nobody wanted that, at least the smarter ones on both sides understood the risks.

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Grigori,

Azazel sat down in his office. Penemue had suddenly requested a meeting and had asked for the highest level of secrecy.

Penemue, Baraqiel, Shemhazai, and all the other Cadres were with him in his office.

The door to the office opened, and a direct subordinate of Penemue walked in.

"What was so important that you had all of us run all the way here so suddenly? Did you get something important on them?" asked Kokabiel, as his slithering tongue caught everyone's attention.

It was quite weird (and funny) how quickly they had all gotten used to seeing it, as if Kokabiel had been born with such a snake tongue all along. It matched him perfectly.

He had been away on another mission, but he had to rush here for the meeting.

Seeing Kokabiel's angered face, the Cadres quickly returned their focus to the case instead of blatantly staring at him like that.

Azazel was the slowest at this—this guy could crack a joke even when he was dying.

Penemue soon nodded to her subordinate.

"Report."

"The Utsusemi Agency, some rebel groups, the Wizards of Oz, and Satanael's followers have formed a new organisation called the Khaos Brigade.

There are rumors of some other unknown groups involved, too, but we couldn't get any more information about them.

Their goal is to artificially stimulate Sacred Gears to give birth to new Longinuses—or at least that's Satanael's goal.

Every group is in it for their own reasons.

The Utsusemi Agency wants to use the organisation to bring down the Five Principal Clans, and the Wizards of Oz are just a bunch of crazy humans researching taboo magic."

"We all know about them. No need to repeat it. Just get on with the more important report," said Kokabiel impatiently.

"Uh! Yes, sir!" replied the subordinate quickly, but for some reason, he paused, looking very tense.

"What is it? Speak up," Azazel commanded.

He took a deep breath.

"We interrogated one of Satanael's followers. It seems Satanael… he plans to find Ophis and use its power for his project."

Azazel blanked out for a moment. "What?!"

"Satanael plans to bring Ophis into his organisation," the subordinate said, looking extremely pale just from mentioning the Dragon God.

Even after hearing the news twice, Azazel was still unsure.

"Are you sure?" Baraqiel asked, and he nodded.

"Yes. The guy we caught is one of the top-level members of Satanael's faction. He's still imprisoned here. We can always reinvestigate..."

"What other plans do they have?" Azazel asked, regaining his composure.

"We still don't know, sir. I came to report as soon as I found this. I thought it was important enough to be informed first."

"Good call," Azazel said as he massaged his head.

"What do we do, Azazel?" Shemhazai asked.

"This has gone far beyond simple misconduct. We don't involve 'It' in our matters. This has to be stopped before other factions are spooked. Not to mention the risks."

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

"Prepare a team. Baraqiel will lead it and bring Satanael back. If he refuses, take him down. Shemhazai, declare Satanael rogue as soon as it happens. Penemue, inform the other factions of Satanael going rogue after this."

Baraqiel left the room to get the team ready, and Shemhazai turned to Azazel to ask for further instructions, but Azazel's cell phone rang suddenly.

It was from Valerica. It seems Tobio and his gang had found Shigune Nanadaru, another wielder of the Four Fiends Sacred Gears.

But what was more concerning was what they had discovered through her. It seemed Hyousuke Koga, the last of the Four Fiends Sacred Gear users, had volunteered for experimentation so Shigune could be freed from Satanael.

According to Shigune, Satanael, and the Abyss Team from his class had succeeded in creating something that could artificially trigger Balance Breakers.

Things had gotten far more serious if Satanael could make anyone activate their Balance Breakers freely now...

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Somewhere on the outskirts of one of Kyoto's forests, David Cerro and Freed Sellzen could be seen fighting the remnants of the Utsusemi Agency and magicians from the Wizards of Oz.

Blood soaked the battlefield as Freed relished in the carnage.

"Teach, we should really do more of this! Where else would we get to kill so many heretics?!" Freed shouted, completely smeared in blood, seemingly euphoric.

He took pleasure in slowly torturing his victims to death, while David swiftly ended his enemies with precise strikes from his sword, Gelatine—the sister sword to Excalibur.

"Freed, how many times have I told you to control yourself?" David sighed, chastising his student.

"Even if they are heretics, killing them quickly so they may redeem themselves in the afterlife is the least compassion we can show—as warriors of God."

David often questioned whether taking Freed under his wing was the right decision. Still, he couldn't deny the boy's talent.

Given time, Freed could become a great strength for the Church—if they could overlook his freaky behaviours.

David and Freed had been investigating the situation in Japan over the past few days, which led them to this battleground, where the final confrontation between the Wizards of Oz, the Utsusemi Agency, and the Nakiri Clan was underway.

Many fallen angels, led by Baraqiel, had joined the fray. Two heirs of the Five Principal Clans were also fighting, making sure no enemies escaped.

Yet, several did—and those became sport for David and Freed.

Some distance away, Baraqiel had taken Satanael deeper into the forest. Meanwhile, a more interesting battle had broken out among Sacred Gear wielders.

One of the Four Fiends had somehow triggered his Balance Breaker, while the rest fought fiercely against the Abyss Team.

The Abyss Team is a team composed of Satanael's former students in the Grigori, assembled for the purpose of assisting him in his nefarious goals.

It is composed of individuals who suffered from isolation and neglect in their childhood, causing them to become murderous and develop warped personalities.

All of their Sacred Gears are unique—completely different from the standard types.

These Sacred Gears specialize in both offensive and support capabilities, including abilities like stealing senses, deploying wide-area poisons, and more.

Because of their unusual effects and versatility, even powerful individuals find them extremely difficult to handle.

"Teach, what do we do now?" Freed asked, bored now that no more stragglers had come their way.

"Just wait a little longer. We need to capture those Sacred Gear users—especially the Longinus holder. That kind of power rightfully belongs to the Church," David said, his voice filled with fanatic conviction. Freed grinned, liking the idea.

David, however, knew better than to engage a Longinus wielder in Balance Breaker recklessly. Waiting until they wore each other out was the smarter move.

But soon, something else drew his attention.

From the direction Baraqiel had gone, a tremendous surge of demonic energy erupted, shaking the ground slightly under their feet.

The battle here wouldn't end anytime soon.

And David made his decision.

If a powerful devil were over there, then he would be the one to bring it down.

If Vasco Strada—a mere human—could achieve such fame, then so could he...


Notes:

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David's behavior is similar to canon. This twisted fanatic preaches righteousness, yet commits these kinds of acts without hesitation.

And he even dares to compare himself to Vasco Strada. This puny little weakling wouldn't even amount to half of Strada's shadow.

In his desperation to earn a reputation like Strada, he had immediately attacked Mephistopheles the moment he saw him—just because he ran into him by chance, in the Slash Dog novel.

This fool actually believed he could take down one of the oldest devils to ever exist. Guess what happened next? 🤣

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Chapter 94: 125. Kyoto War Part 1.

Notes:

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Chapter Text

Omniscient POV

Underworld,

Serafall couldn't help but feel a headache coming on. She wasn't paid enough to deal with this—damn it!

She had just finished an emergency meeting with Michael, and it had brought nothing but trouble.

At first, she had been surprised that Heaven suddenly requested a direct meeting, but now she was left with more problems than before.

Without wasting time, she immediately called for the other three Maous.

"So, what happened that Heaven suddenly reached out to us?" Sirzechs asked, not expecting any good news—especially after seeing Serafall's unusually grim expression.

Even Falbium, who was almost always asleep during these kinds of meetings, was now wide awake, sensing that something was wrong.

In response to Sirzechs' question, Serafall quickly pulled out some documents.

"Michael gave this to me. Read it and you'll understand," Sera said with a resigned tone.

Only she knew how much trouble she had gone through to stop Michael from starting a new conflict during the meeting.

She had only been allowed to leave after promising to look into the matter with utmost importance and get back to him soon.

"This is—" Ajuka muttered, raising his eyebrows as he looked at the mess someone from his own clan had caused.

After becoming a Maou, he had never offered his clan any special support or involved himself in the affairs of the Astaroth clan. But this time, the issue was too significant for him to ignore.

"What's in those documents?" asked Grayfia, who stood behind Sirzechs, noticing the look on everyone's faces.

Sirzechs handed her the papers and said, "See for yourself," and sure enough, she had the exact same reaction.

It contained detailed reports and evidence of how Diodora Astaroth had kidnapped not one or two, but twelve holy maidens and nuns of the Church.

All of them were registered as Diodora's peerage members in the Underworld's database.

The documents provided by Heaven included everything—names, backgrounds, and even photographic evidence.

There was even a special mention of one girl who was the sister of the Church exorcist assigned to the case, and how he had seen her in Diodora's peerage in Argentina last time.

Now, they couldn't simply kill or hide the girls to cover up the matter. Diodora had acquired all these holy maidens or nuns as peerage members, one by one, without anyone questioning how he did it at all.

But devils rarely cared about such things. As long as it harmed the Church, most devils wouldn't bat an eye. In fact, many would even celebrate it.

But that was only the general noble devils. The Maous—the current leaders of the Underworld—were the ones who had to step in and mediate these issues to avoid another great war.

Over the last few years, the three factions had been trying to reach a more stable and definitive truce.

But it wasn't easy, especially with the deep-rooted enmity among the people of each faction.

Incidents like this only made things worse for the faction leaders, threatening everything they had worked for.

sigh

"Let's interrogate Diodora first. Then we can decide what to do," said Falbium.

"Right. But what would we even charge him with? Technically, it's not a crime to deceive Church members into joining your peerage," Serafall added, though she herself was tired of always being the one to mediate after the young noble heirs caused trouble by kidnapping and forcibly converting people from other factions into devils/slaves.

"Isn't Lord Astaroth planning to revoke Diodora's status as heir?" Grayfia asked, reminding everyone of a recent scandal.

Diodora Astaroth had once been seen cross-dressing in public, humiliating the entire clan.

He had become a laughingstock in the Underworld. Since then, he hadn't publicly shown his face, and Lord Astaroth had confined him to the clan's estate.

Rumors said Diodora couldn't remove any of the female clothing, no matter what he tried, and his behavior had been gradually changing to resemble that of a woman.

No one knew how it happened, but news like that spread fast in noble circles, despite the Astaroth clan's attempts to suppress it.

Now, Lord Astaroth had no choice but to revoke Diodora's heir status and choose a new successor, as Diodora had become a disgrace to the entire clan.

"We still can't just ask Lord Astaroth to hand over Diodora. Officially, we can't charge him with anything, even if he really did this," said Sirzechs.

They all understood. That was how the devil society worked. If the Old Devil Faction or the Great King Faction caught wind of them punishing Diodora over this, they would use it as ammunition to undermine the current Maous' authority.

"Leave it to me. I'll take care of it myself," Ajuka said. No one objected. He really was the best person to handle this.

[A/N: I feel like Sera is the one working the hardest. You cannot even imagine what kind of bullshits those young devils can pull out of their ass.]

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On the outskirts of one of Kyoto's forests, Satanael and Baraqiel stood facing each other. Satanael wore a sinister smirk, while Baraqiel frowned in irritation.

They had deliberately chosen a more secluded area, far from the main battlefield, where others wouldn't interrupt them—though the distant sounds of explosions and ongoing battle still reached their ears.

Baraqiel was somewhat surprised. He hadn't expected Satanael to follow him here so easily and without resistance.

Even Satanael would admit he was no match for Baraqiel in a direct fight. After all, Satanael always prided himself as a scientist and inventor, not a front-line brute like Baraqiel.

That said, Baraqiel wasn't just a brawler either—his experience and the refined techniques he'd honed over the years on the battlefield made him a more formidable opponent.

"I understand you doing all this, but to involve Ophis of all people—have you gone mad?!" Baraqiel asked, his voice sharp with disbelief.

He was genuinely surprised that anyone would dare provoke such a being. This wasn't just poking a hornet's nest—this was provoking a Dragon God, one that no one in their right mind would ever think of messing with.

Not even the ten strongest beings on the planet dared to cross them. So, who was a mere fallen to play games with a being like that?

"Heh. I had to. I had been abandoned before. So I couldn't hope on you guys, especially Azazel, to let me finish my research.

All my research data was lost and even Arondight—I couldn't bet it all on chance again!" replies Satanael with pure disdain, which was rare to see on this always calm fallen's face.

Baraqiel knew he was upset because of the previous incident with Akatsuki. They hadn't provided him support when he needed it.

And the current Grigori under Azazel wouldn't allow him to conduct his research in ways that could potentially provoke a war. So it was no surprise that Satanael felt that way.

There was also the fact that he had always felt inferior to Azazel and wanted to accomplish something even Azazel hadn't managed to do, and he had finally completed it. Baraqiel understood all of this clearly. But that didn't mean he supported it.

Sigh

"Azazel asked you to return to Grigori. It would be better for you to return without resistance," said Baraqiel as he readied himself for a fight—and any sneak attacks, tricks, or reinforcements Satanael might have hidden up his sleeve.

"Heh. Don't make me laugh. You think I would obediently return after all this?" says Satanael.

"Yeah. He wouldn't go out without a fight, you know. And this matter wouldn't be resolved so easily even if you guys take him back to Grigori. He's crossed way too many lines.

Now the Five Principal Clans and even the Shinto want him dead—or you risk the Shinto joining in on this fight too," says a voice from below, drawing their attention as both of them were flying in the air.

They were surprised, having failed to detect him even after getting this close. They looked down to see a handsome blonde boy. It was Kouske. He had arrived without them, even realizing it.

"You are?" asks Satanael.

"I'm Kouske Miyamura, heir of Sabnock. Nice to meet you," replies Kouske frivolously.

'So he's the Sabnock heir who's with Akatsuki? But what's he doing here?' thinks Baraqiel.

As Baraqiel was lost in thought, the usually calm Satanael had a different reaction. He could clearly see Kouske playing around with his Arondight so casually in his (Kouske's) hands—the very one he had lost to Akatsuki.

"You! Where did you get my sword?" barks Satanael.

Seeing that sword brought up unpleasant memories. That day, not only did he lose his prized sword, but that evil dragon had dared to destroy the fruits of his lifetime of work so easily, even after Satanael had paid him not to.

Akatsuki could have given it back, but no—after stealing his research data, that bastard destroyed it all, even the backups.

For that reason alone, he had to stoop so low as to steal Azazel's research data, something Satanael could never forget the humiliation of.

So nothing could quite describe the feeling he had right now, seeing that sword in that boy's hand.

"Your sword? Arondight belongs to Akatsuki, you know. And he loaned it to me to deal with you. Isn't he nice, would you say?" says Kouske with a smile as he casually strikes a few swings in the air just to spite Satanael.

Kouske was doing all this intentionally to provoke and make him suffer. This guy had ruined so many lives. Don't expect an easy death as an easy way out of him.

"Impertinent brat! You think you can mock me when your master isn't even here?" barked Satanael as he rushed at Kouske.

To him, Kouske was just a young devil—someone not even worth his time. So, lost in rage, he attacked.

Satanael was normally a calm and calculative person, unlike Kokabiel, who was just an arrogant fool.

If Satanael had been in his right state of mind, he would have noticed the oddity of how Kouske had snuck right past their defenses without them even realizing it.

It went to show just how deeply Akatsuki's destruction of his life's work had affected his mentality.

Baraqiel also rushed to stop Satanael and protect Kouske, since even if Kouske was a devil, Akatsuki and Grigori were currently in a cooperative relationship—not to mention their potion trade, item exchanges, and joint research projects.

But Kouske himself stopped Baraqiel with a simple gesture, seemingly confident in his own strength.

Satanael created multiple spears of light around him, aiming to pierce Kouske's heart at once.

Sometimes, Kouske really wonders—angels and fallen have such an amazing ability like Light Manipulation, yet almost all of them ever do is make spears. Where did all the imagination go?! What a total waste of opportunity and power.

Sigh

In response, Kouske took a stance with Arondight and summoned an equal number of holy-demonic light spears using the sword's unique ability.

He pushed them forward, effortlessly blocking and destroying all of Satanael's spears.

Both Satanael and Baraqiel were surprised to see a devil using that ability, but they could accept it, knowing it was a power granted by the sword.

Satanael had come too close to Kouske when his attack was intercepted, giving him no time to react.

In that moment of surprise and confusion, Kouske didn't hold back—he punched Satanael directly in the face, crushing it as Satanael went flying toward the ground.

Whoosh

He crashed through several trees before finally stopping, vomiting blood, his face and nose in a horrible state. He had even lost a few teeth—all from just a single punch.

Kouske was a bona fide Satan-class devil now. His physical prowess alone was overwhelming, not even considering the fact that he was also a dragon, which could boost his strength even further if he wished.

In comparison, Satanael's physical power was nothing. He was among the weaker Cadres of Grigori, relying solely on magic—unlike Baraqiel, who was strong in both magic and raw strength.

Both Baraqiel and Satanael stood stunned. Satanael's brain hadn't even fully processed what had just happened—or if it had, he simply couldn't accept it.

Losing this easily... wasn't it even more humiliating than the last time he fought Nakagami and Akatsuki?

With a gobsmacked expression, Satanael watched as Kouske slowly walked toward him, a smile playing on his face, still casually spinning Arondight in his hand.


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Chapter 95: 126. Kyoto War Part 2.

Notes:

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Chapter Text

Omniscient POV

Hmmn~ Hmmn~

A soft humming noise filled the room as a twintailed girl dressed in a nun's outfit applied heavy layers of makeup, her pale face already ghostly white. She hummed to herself, seemingly in a cheerful mood, as she carefully tried different lipsticks.

Suddenly, the door creaked open behind her, and a girl holding a tray of food stepped in. "M-Master! What are you doing?" she asked, horrified.

The twintailed girl froze, then blinked at the lipstick in her hand, then back at the girl. "Are you still not feeling well? Is something still messing with your head, Diodora-sama?!" the girl asked, visibly concerned.

Because the twintailed girl was, in fact, Diodora Astaroth—a man.

"W-What? What happened? What was I doing?!" Diodora yelled, staring at the lipstick in his hand and the makeup and cute dresses all around him.

His head throbbed with a sharp headache. Since returning to the Underworld, his memory had started failing him—he'd often forget what he'd been doing moments ago, leading to frequent scoldings from his father.

He made repeated mistakes, and his behavior had started becoming oddly feminine. Even his appearance was slowly changing, and he couldn't bring himself to take off the nun outfit. Something in the back of his mind was stopping him.

And whenever he tried remembering anything, the grotesque face of a giant monkey with dangling balls would appear in his mind—blacking him out from sheer terror.

Now, his face twisted with fear again, his mind clouded. He didn't know what to believe anymore. The servants of the Astaroth clan were helpless. No one could find anything wrong with him physically or mentally. Most believed Diodora was acting this way of his own will.

Lord Astaroth, too, hesitated to ask Maou Beelzebub for help. Even he was starting to believe his son had gone off the rails, and bringing Diodora before the Maous would only invite more shame if the matter got out.

"AAAAHHH!" Diodora screamed like a bitch as he caught his reflection in the mirror, lashing out and smashing the makeup and dresses around him.

He couldn't understand what was happening—why it was happening. He was a noble devil, damn it! Who did this to him?! He was sure someone was behind this.

Someone close. Someone jealous, maybe? Latia Astaroth? Maybe she wanted his position. Or perhaps someone in his peerage? He had never treated them well, after all.

"You... you—you're involved too, aren't you?! How dare you betray me, you wench! I'll kill you all!" he yelled, lunging at the girl and choking her as she screamed and begged for mercy.

Suddenly, a magic circle lit up behind him. A figure stepped out, but Diodora didn't notice—he was too busy strangling the girl.

No one unauthorised was supposed to enter his room. He had been placed under house arrest by Lord Astaroth, with barriers around his room. But the one who arrived now wasn't someone such spells could ever hope to stop.

"How far are you going to disgrace your clan?" came a cold, solemn voice.

The girl vanished—teleported away in an instant.

Diodora spun around in alarm. "Who the fu—"

He stopped mid-sentence, eyes wide.

Ajuka Beelzebub stood before him, cold and expressionless.

"B-Beelzebub-sama! Why are you here… so suddenly?" Diodora stammered, suddenly far more lucid.

His mind cleared as though doused in icy water. He remembered everything—every humiliating thing he had been doing.

"What's with your look? And that girl you were attacking—she was from the Church. How did you get her?" Ajuka asked, holding out a paper with her photo and church records.

Diodora hesitated, unsure why Ajuka was so interested in this. Still, he quickly spun a story—claiming she had been excommunicated and that he had merely stumbled upon her by chance and decided to recruit her into his peerage.

Ajuka listened, silently.

"And what about the other eleven girls in your peerage?" Ajuka continued, showing similar records for each of them.

Diodora's face paled. "Umm, Beelzebub-sama, if you have concerns about my peerage, perhaps you should speak to my father—"

"Just answer my questions," Ajuka interrupted, his tone flat.

Left with no choice, Diodora spouted the same excuse—he had just happened to find them. It was all just a coincidence.

"Once or twice might be a coincidence," Ajuka said. "But twelve times? And all from church territories? What were you even doing in those regions?"

Cornered, Diodora tried other excuses, but Ajuka didn't let up.

Frustrated, Diodora snapped. "So what if I forcefully recruited Church members? I paid those damn bastards! It's not a crime to tempt them to become devils! If anything, all devils should be praising me for it!"

"Not if it provokes a war with Heaven," Ajuka replied.

"Huh?! Who cares?! We'd crush those pigeons any time!" Diodora scoffed.

Ajuka sighed. He had heard enough.

"You're under arrest for provoking a potential war. You're coming with me."

"What?! You can't arrest me! I'm the heir of House Astaroth! Even Maous can't touch noble heirs like that! The other noble families won't stay quiet—!"

"I already spoke to your father. You've been stripped of your heir status," Ajuka said plainly.

Diodora froze. "W-What…?! That's not true! Let me talk to him!"

He tried to run—but a flicker of Ajuka's power sent him crashing to the floor.

"D-Don't come near me!" Diodora screamed. "You can't do this! You should be praising me! The Old Devil Faction and the King Faction—!"

"You're mistaken," Ajuka said, eyes glowing as he stepped forward. "Even without all that, I can do as I please. I'm a Maou, after all."

Diodora shrieked in terror as Ajuka reached him. Moments later, Diodora, his entire peerage, and Ajuka vanished from the Astaroth mansion.

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"Ha ha ha…" Such mad, self-deprecating laughter echoed from Satanael.

He couldn't believe what had just happened. Did he really get folded by a bat not even old enough to be weaned off his mama's milk?! How could this be real?

He was one of the oldest Fallen Angels, after all. Sure, raw power wasn't his strongest suit—he was more of a researcher, a scientist, than a brute.

But still, this kind of defeat was beyond humiliating. Kouske was slowly walking toward him, playfully swinging the sword—his sword—just to mock him.

Satanael gritted his teeth. He couldn't accept this. He still didn't fully understand the repercussions of using that, but he had prepared it for Akatsuki… not for some smug, half-grown up bat.

Yet now, with pride shattered and fury boiling, he had no choice. Even if it was humiliating—so be it.

Suddenly, Satanael contacted all his subordinates—the ones he had deliberately kept away when he came to privately speak with Baraqiel.

But now that the situation had shifted, he summoned them without hesitation.

Kouske saw it happening but didn't stop him. If this was going to be Satanael's final stand, then Kouske could at least give him the dignity of going all out.

Besides, it would be more convenient to deal with all of Satanael's forces gathered in one place.

Soon, the sky was filled with thousands of Fallen Angels and even devils—courtesy of Rizevim.

But something felt off about them. They weren't like ordinary Fallen or devils. Many radiated Ultimate-Class power, not from their own talent, but because they had used Ophis's snakes.

Kouske could tell instantly—he could feel the aura of a Dragon God lingering around them.

"You made them all take Ophis's snakes? Do you even understand what that'll do to them?" Kouske asked Satanael, curiosity in his voice.

"W-What? How do you know about that?!" Satanael stuttered, shocked that Kouske knew about the snakes.

He had only recently discovered them himself and had taken a huge risk reaching out to Ophis, attempting to scam the naive Dragon God—despite others calling him mad for it.

"Does that really matter right now?" Kouske replied frivolously, still as calm as ever.

His unbothered tone only made Satanael angrier. This should've been a dire situation, yet Kouske acted like it was a game—mocking him even now.

"Heh! Let's see how long you can keep that smug face!" Satanael growled as he pulled out several of Ophis's snakes.

The serpents coiled around him before piercing into his body, one after another. A massive surge of power erupted from him, shaking the very air.

Kouske watched as Satanael's strength skyrocketed—he had broken past his previous limits, now standing at the peak of Satan-class power.

"W-What's that?! How did his power increase so suddenly?! How is that posssible?!" Baraqiel shouted, clearly alarmed.

He had been staying back, observing the situation, but this shift took him by surprise.

"You don't need to worry about him. I'll take care of it," Kouske said calmly. "But how long do you plan to just stand there? Didn't Azazel give you an army?"

Baraqiel glanced at the surrounding horde of Fallen and devils, his eyes narrowing.

"Did he get help from the Old Devil Faction too?" he muttered, recognizing several devil signatures. He hadn't expected Satanael to align himself with them.

But there was no time to dwell on it. With a swift motion, Baraqiel summoned the thousands of Fallen he had brought, and with a flash of light, he launched himself into the chaos.

The sky exploded into a battlefield—blades of light and spells flying in every direction, the air charged with tension and raw magic.

Kouske couldn't help but scoff. All this power and the most creative thing they could do with it was just summon spears?

Light manipulation had so much potential, yet they wasted it on the basics. It was almost depressing.

Without delay, Kouske summoned his own familiars—Hawks, Noctis, and the rest of his tamed monsters.

He doubted Baraqiel's forces alone could handle this many Ophis-enhanced enemies. The reinforcement was necessary.

Meanwhile, Satanael was undergoing a grotesque transformation. His body grew larger, his skin darker, his eyes now glowing red with fury.

The influence of multiple snakes was evident—an eerie, monstrous aura clung to him like a curse. Words failed to form in his mouth now, only guttural growls and raw rage remained.

He and Kouske now stood as equals in power—both at the peak of Satan class.

Their eyes locked.

With a bestial roar, Satanael lunged at Kouske, wild and feral. Kouske calmly adjusted his grip on Arondight, raising the divine sword to meet him.

The clash began.

Elsewhere, in the Dimensional Gap, Mephistopheles and Akatsuki's forces under Sakuya's command, launched their assault on the Wizards of Oz. But what nobody expected was devils attacking the Sabnock territory too.

The war had just begun.

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Chapter 96: Announcement!

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Because of my exams (October 22 to November 25), I'll be taking a break from writing. During this time, no new updates will be posted on free sites. However, Patreon will still receive updates, as I already have some advanced chapters drafted.

I'll see you all again after November 25. Please keep the book in your collection and join my Discord to get notifications whenever I post new chapters.

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Chapter 97: Gift

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The bronze-tier gift to read my DxD fic freely for one month on Patreon has already been given out. Until November 25, only Patreon will have any updates for my DxD fic. Other sites won't have any updates till then. 

Chapter 98: Gift Giveaway.

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Chapter 99: Give me your opinion on this...

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How many of you are in favor of the MC receiving a crystal reward from the system for taming the Deer King's descendant in the Satan Rank Dungeon—a crystal that combines the Testament of Sister New Devil world with High School DxD?

Chapter 100: Give me some suggestions.

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There are two main types of dungeons: Natural and Artificial.

Natural dungeons form due to mana influx over time, categorized as growth-type or static-type.


- Growth-type dungeons continually expand, spawning stronger monsters or treasures.


- Static-type dungeons cease expanding after formation but can broaden under certain conditions.


- There are also Field-type natural dungeons, which include areas like forests, deserts, mountains, seas, etc, inhabited by monsters.


- Depending on the dungeon, there may or may not be entry restrictions on level or the number of people allowed to enter.

Artificial dungeons are man-made, typically by mages in their laboratories.

Both types can be Instant (disappear after conditions met) or Permanent (persist after one raid).

Persona Dungeons are dungeons that imitate past, future, or specific events.

Dungeon threats are ranked based on mana influx: F (lv 1-10), E (lv 11-25), D (lv 26-45), C (lv 46-65), B (lv 66-80), A (lv 81-90), S (lv 91-100).


Are there any other dungeon ideas you guys know of? In ADK, I want to include every type of dungeon possible—ones where you fight monsters, kill other adventurers to escape, solve puzzles, or meet specific conditions to earn rewards like treasure chests, skill orbs, monster loot, or essences. I also plan to add level-restricted dungeons where only certain levels can enter, or those that limit the number of participants.

There will be dungeons that recreate past, future, or alternate events, where adventurers take on new identities and roles and must fulfill specific conditions to get out.

If you know about other types of dungeons, gates, or similar concepts from other fics, games, or worlds, please share! I want to add every single type of them into ADK.