hi everyone im pastry and this is laaaaaaaaaaate. my bad.

here it is, the new chapter. it's very late, i know. i'm inconsistent as hell, and don't have a schedule for posting chapters. i just kind of do.

regardless, happy new year, blah blah blah. i'm off to get a headstart on the next chapter while i still have motivation to write.

this chapter is chaps 2 and 3 melded together, by the way.


Yukio knew his sister was mad at him, but for her to not only ignore him, but ignore him for a whole day was ridiculous!

"Rin! I know you're mad at me, and I'll admit, I did go a bit overboard, but at least change clothing or something! Wear the school uniform or some pajamas—"

"Yukio, you're an asshole."

The younger brother was shocked at how serious it was. She had no playful tone in her voice, and was glaring right at him. It hurt, really.

"Well, I'm sorry for caring about you," he replied, angry that she was questioning his methods.

"Oh, I didn't realize caring about me meant fucking shooting me."

Yukio would've flinched had he not been so sure of his reasoning. "We needed to leave the area quickly. We had to hurry."

"Then tell me that and let me follow, not shoot me! You're acting like I'm some ticking time bomb!" Yukio bit his tongue at that. "I'm your older sister, and I know what I'm doing! Don't treat me like... like your prisoner.!"

Yukio nodded. "Alright, fine. I won't do that. But you will need some new clothing. I've arranged for you to go with one of the female students from the cram school. She'll help you pick out some casual clothing tomorrow, alright?"

"Hmph." That meant yes, but she was still angry. Yukio could only hope she would come around soon.


Shiemi was excited and a little scared to meet Yuki-kun's sister. He had said she was his older sister, by about two minutes, her name was Rin, and that she needed a new wardrobe. That was all he said before he had to get off the phone because of some small commotion in the background.

Fidgeting with the edge of her sleeve, she looked up as she saw Yukio and Rin approaching, both wearing the school uniform, and both with the most disgruntled looks on their faces. They pointedly refused to look at each other.

"Good morning, Shiemi-san," Yukio called out, waving slightly.

"Good morning, Yuki-kun," she replied, and she turned to Rin, and said, "G-good morning, Rin-san. I'm Moriyama Sh-Shiemi. I hope we can become friends!"

Rin waved hello, and shooed Yukio away, who looked miffed, and stiffly said goodbye to them both before leaving.

"A-are you two not on good terms?"

Rin nodded. "Not right now. If he apologizes, maybe, but he's too proud."

Shiemi frowned, but made no comment, and set off with Rin to look for something the girl could wear.


Shima had dragged out his two friends to go to the shopping strip of True Cross City, or as he put it, to "check out hot chicks."

Bon only agreed to go because there was a book he was looking for, and Konekomaru went to make sure Shima didn't get himself in trouble.

It had been quite the surprise to see Shiemi standing outside a clothing store, as she didn't go out too often.

"Oh! Hello, Shiemi-san," Shima called out. The blonde girl turned in surprise, and waved happily, before beckoning someone over.

"Good day, Shima-san, Suguro-san, Miwa-san!" Shiemi looked as stunning as ever in her kimono, and trailing behind her, in the True Cross Academy uniform, was the girl from just two days before.

"Hey," she said nonchalantly. Her hair was now in a high messy bun, and the tie was missing from her blouse, which was unbuttoned just a little bit, showing off her collarbone.

"Ah! You're Yukio's younger sister, yes?" Shima asked, and the girl's eye twitched at her brother's name.

"Actually, I'm older than him by two minutes. I'm Rin. You are?"

"I'm Shima! This here is Konekomaru, and this spiky-haired ass who's been a party pooper for the past hour and half is Bon." Shima gestured to both of his friends when he mentioned them, and Bon pursed his lips to prevent himself from saying anything disgraceful in front of ladies.

"Pleasure to meet you, Rin-san," Konekomaru said, bowing slightly. "Judging by the uniform, can I correctly guess you will be attending the academy soon?"

"Yeah, I'm still sorting things out for now in concerns to regular school, but I'll be attending the cram school starting tomorrow," she said, then quietly, "even if I don't wanna."

"You don't want to learn to become an exorcist?" Bon asked curiously.

"I don't particularly care for it, but dad's forcing me."

"Dad?"

"Mmm. Fujimoto Shiro."

The three boys gawked. "Your dad's the Paladin?!"

"Uh, I guess so? I don't know anything about that. But, well, Yukio and I are adopted, so our last name is different from Dad's."

Bon nearly had a heart attack at that. Jesus fucking Christ. No wonder Yukio was such a powerful exorcist at such a young age, he had the Paladin for a father!

"Why's he forcing you?" Konekomaru asked.

"I don't really wanna talk about it. Being forced into this is annoying enough."

Konekomaru nodded understandingly, but Shima stepped up.

"Moving on, what's up?" Shima asked, putting on his best flirty face (it looked terrible, in Bon's opinion, but he said nothing).

"Rin-chan is getting a new wardrobe!" Shiemi exclaimed happily. "We've already found a lot of clothing that looks really good on her, but she's been adamant about not getting skirts so it's really limiting our choices."

Rin crossed her arms and looked away with an annoyed expression. "The last time I wore a skirt before today, a guy flipped it, and I socked him so hard in the face I broke his nose and his jaw. I got expelled for that one."

Shima, who had flipped a few skirts in his youth but gotten out of the habit of it (he had been slapped a few too many times), gulped, and Bon and Konekomaru both tried to calculate the amount of force required to break both the jaw and nose at the same time. It was a lot, obviously.

Shiemi, however, made a noise of amazement. "Rin-chan, that's amazing! You must be really strong!"

"I, well," Rin blushed a little. "I do lift weights, yes."

Shiemi started gushing over Rin's muscles, which, Suguro noticed, were rather stiff and large for an average girl.

"Well, it was nice seeing you, but I'd rather get this shopping done sooner than later," Rin said, lightly grabbing Shiemi by the arm. "Bye!"

"Man I hope there aren't too many Amazon chasers at this school or she's gonna have suitors lining up for miles," Shima whispered to his two friends once the girls were a ways away, and they quietly agreed.

A little further away, Rin let out a deep breath before turning to Shiemi.

"Dude, that guy was so cool!"

"H-huh?"

"Bon! Man, he looked so badass!" Shiemi smiled, not quite understanding that Rin was still a bit of a twelve-year-old in heart and mind.


The first day of school with Rin Okumura in attendance was annoying, for Bon. The girl obviously knew nothing about what was going on. She could name a few demons, some scripts, barely remembered what types of exorcists there were, but otherwise she was absolutely clueless, and after seeing her struggle, he decided, fuck it. He'll help.

"Do you know anything about demons? Or exorcists? Or anything?"

"Well. I mean, is it not obvious, or...?"

"Okay. Here's how it goes..." And he launched into an hour long explanation on demons, exorcists, and everything else that had to do with it, unaware that she already knew it, but wanted to see things from the human side of view.


Rin was walking out of her class, mulling over the new information when Yukio suddenly popped up.

"Ah yes, Nee-san! There you are! We were just about to have lunch together, yes?"

"N-no, we weren't—"

He clapped a hand on her mouth and gave her a pleading look, before gesturing at the gaggle of girls behind him.

"I know you hate me right now but please," Yukio begged, and Rin sighed.

"Alright! Let's go! I'm still new around here, so you gotta show me around, lil bro!"

She swiftly dragged him away from the crowd of fangirls, asking whether or not they let you off campus during the lunch break. She did want to check out a few of the cafés.

Turns out they weren't allowed, but Yukio led her to the lunch hall.

"Holy shit, the foods here are amazing! B-but these prices…"

"It is a first-class school, nee-san."

"Well how the fuck are we supposed to afford lunch then?!"

And thus, they went on a small goose chase up to Mephisto's office.

"We need money, asshat!"

Mephisto looked over with no surprise at the sudden outburst. "Ah! That's no way to speak to your older brother! However, since I'm so nice, I suppose, this will have to do."

He handed Rin a 2000 yen bill.

"Woah! Thi-this bill! So rare!"

"Yes, that will last you for a month."

Rin could swear her heart broke at that. "Y-you're kidding me… I was wrong… you're just as bad as Yukio…" She sniffled for dramatic effect.

Mephisto immediately stood up. "I meant the week! Don't cry!"

Rin grinned. "Sweet! Bye-bye!"

She quickly dragged Yukio out of the office before Mephisto could change his mind again.


"2000 yen for the week, huh?"

"So that means 1000 yen for the both of us."

"Aren't you paid as an exorcist?"

"I, well, I mean, th-that is to say…"

"So it's 2000 yen for the week for me, and however much your pay is for you."

Yukio had no argument against that, and Rin happily pocketed the money. She had her old wallet retrieved from the monastery (it just barely survived the destruction, along with her favorite jacket which was now too small for her), so it joined a 1000 yen bill and several coins.

'I might need more though,' she thought to herself, plans already formulating on how how to get money.

"Say, Yukio, is there a kitchen here?"

"Ah, yeah, why do you ask?"

"Where's the closest grocery store?"


The next day, Yukio, once more, walked to class with another injury from his unruly sister and easily provoked sister.

"What did you do this time?" Shima asked, worried.

Yukio sat at the teacher's desk and practically melted onto his desk. "I didn't even do it this time…"

"What happened?"

"She made lunches for us, but when we went to check on them the next morning, someone had eaten them… She assumed it was me because there's no one else in the dorm…"

"W-well, at least she didn't break your nose, yeah?"

"She slapped me."

"Wow. I. Uh. I'm… not quite sure how to help."

"She slapped me. She's never done that before."

Shima exchanged a glance with Konekomaru.

"Eugh… regardless, let's start class."


It was a kitchen demon called Ukobach, it turned out, and Rin and the demon had a daring cook-off, which ended in a truce, and Rin continued to make lunches for the two of them, though Yukio was sad to see that she was still very miffed, and had put a few of his least favorite foods in his bento.

"Woah, Okumura-sensei! For once, you don't look like shit!"

The long-suffering younger twin sighed. "… thanks, Shima."

"You know what I mean! Normally Rin's beat the shit out of you for something!"

"Yeah, I know. This time she did put a few of my least favorite foods in my lunch though… I hate cauliflower…"


"Students!"

The cram school students looked up from their individual conversations. About a month had passed since the Ukobach incident and Rin had managed to establish herself as third best in the class, though it took a lot of effort.

"We will be having a week-long bootcamp next week. Please make sure to prepare yourselves for that."

Rin swore to mark that day as the day she would move to America. Sure, she wasn't fluent in English, but she could cram it in a week!

Regular bootcamps, with rigorous training resulting in magnificent abs, gorgeous calve, and amazing biceps? Bring it!

Exorcist bootcamps? That Yukio was partially in charge of? Fuck that shit!


The bootcamp had finally arrived, and Rin was dreading the coming torture. Alas, running off to America was not quite possible in such a small time frame (though she did manage to learn English... somehow), so she decided instead to skive homework and annoy Yukio by reading his nerdy manga.

"Rin! Stop reading my manga!"

"Fuck off, Yukio. I'm getting to the good part. Do they fuck?"

The younger twin adjusted his glasses as the edge of his mouth twitched. His sister's mind may once been twelve, but she easily adjusted to being fifteen. More like eighteen in his mind. Next thing he knew she was going to be drinking sake and bringing home boys. Or girls. Or both.

"No, Rin, they don't. The manga is PG." He cleared his throat and fought a blush at the thought of Junko and Daisuke... nevermind. He wiped some imaginary dust off his pants as he continues to berate his sister. "That's not what I'm here for, though. Please wear something more modest! There will be boys here!"

Rin, wearing a baggy hoodie and a pair of shorts, didn't even blink in her response, and simply laid back on her bed. "Big deal. It's not like I can't defend myself if they try something."

"You know what I mean! Wear something that covers your legs, please! Shima's gonna cream his pants at the sight of you!"

"Fuck off, Yukio, that sounds gross that you think my legs are sexy. 'Sides, didn't think you had the guts to say something like 'cream his pants'... ah well... but Junko and Daisuke really don't fuck?"

"No, they don't!"

"Damn, kinda wanted to see her boobs."

"Okay, you know what—" Yukio made a grab for his book, and Rin threw it at him, hitting him between the eyes with a thunk and knocking his glasses off. He caught it and dusted it off before it could hit the ground.

"Well, since you're making such a big deal about it, I guess I'll change. Bye~!" Rin pushed him out of the room, and Yukio quietly inspected the book to make sure nothing had happened to it. He didn't often get to go shopping for manga, so he kept them in perfect conditio—

Ah! A page was bent!

"Rin!"

"What now?! I'm trying to change, you ass!"


Yukio stood waiting outside the door to the dorm, and greeted the students walking over.

"Welcome! Come on in!"

He showed them in, giving them each a pair of slippers and everything was going swell when he saw Rin coming down the stairs.

"I said something that covers your legs!"

"These do cover my legs!"

"They barely cover an inch more of your legs!"

"What it's to you anyways, geez!"

"Maybe I'm just trying to protect you—"

"Maybe you're forgetting who it was that fought off the bullies when we were younger—"

"That was then, this is now—"

"I swear to god, if you don't stop being so anal about my life choices, I'm going to break of your foot and shove it so far up your ass you'll menstruate—"

"Woah now, woah now, no shoving feet up anyone's ass," Shima said, getting between the arguing twins. He looked a bit more scared of Rin than Yukio, with good reason. "Let's just... focus on the bootcamp, alright?"

Rin gave Yukio a deep glare and a thumbs down. He glared back at her.

"Forget bootcamp, these two are gonna be the real hell," Bon murmured to his classmates. They quietly agreed.


A written test came first, which Rin did her best on, but she figured she bombed it like most of her other tests. She just wasn't too interested in the subject, which was something Dad didn't seem to care about. He was even off in Italy, so she couldn't complain about it to him.

She handed her test in, and sighed, slouching slightly. Fuck. She felt kinda tired.

"While I grade these, I suppose the girls can go take baths first."

Bath? Bath! Sweet! Rin quickly led the girls to the baths, excited to cool down.

Back in the testing room, Shima smiled to himself at the images that came to mind.

"Girls in a bath, what could be better~!"

"Shima! You're a priest, have some decency," Konekomaru admonished, and Shima looked slightly guilty.

"Aww, c'mon. Bon, I bet you'd like to look?"

"Please don't drag me into this."

"C'mon, you flirt with Izumo all the time—"

"You call that flirting?"

"Yes!"

"Well, I don't like her. At all. Period."

"Fine, fine. What about Rin-cha—?"

"You forget, Shima, that there's a teacher present."

"And you forget, Okumura-sensei, that you are a first-year just like us, which means you have the same urges—"

"You also forget that the brother of one of the girls in the baths is here as well. A brother who would kill for his sister. I'm sure you understand the implications."

"... right. Sorry."


Rin took off her hoodie and shirt, watching from the corner of her eye as Shiemi was folding Izumo's clothing and putting it away. The half-demon had convinced Izumo that it would be better for all the girls to take baths at the same time (she bullshitted some stuff about the hot water running out), allowing Shiemi to get a bath the same time as the other three girls.

'She's practically an indentured servant,' Rin thought to herself. She and Shiemi didn't know each other very well besides the shopping trip and inane chatter during classes, and as such, they couldn't really call each other friends. Rin was still worried about the girl. Naive and practically defenseless... if she was any better at memorizing, maybe she'd be a good Aria with how bad she was at fighting.

She was about to pull off her shorts when Pakkun screamed.

"N-Naberius!"

Rin looked wildly around the room for her sword, and cursed when she remembered it was in her room.

"I'll be right back. Izumo, you hold it off, Shiemi, you go get Yukio!"

She dashed down the hall and up the stairs to her room.


"No, Shima, you're supposed to use lines eight through twelve not six through—"

Bon was interrupted by the sound of someone running by the doorway.

"What the hell was that?"

Yukio opened the door, and watched his sister (half naked!) run down the hall and up the stairs.

"Yuki-kun!" The teacher looked back the other way and saw Shiemi running over as fast as she could in her kimono. "Th-there's a N-N-Naberius in th-the b-baths!"

She looked absolutely terrified, and suddenly, Rin came bolting past her (still half naked!) holding her sword and rushing back into the baths.

"Let's go!" Yukio grabbed his guns and followed his sister to the baths.


Rin unsheathed her sword in one quick movement, and the Naberius backed up in fear and bowed lowly.

"F-forgive me, my lady, I can only do as my master bids me..."

"Your master? Satan sent you?!" Fuck, and she had really thought he wasn't that bad...

"N-no, our lord would never bring harm on you... I was summoned by an exorcist... with a sword a-and an eyepatch..."

"A sword and an eyepatch, huh?"

The Naberius was still bowing, and never saw the bullets coming. Yukio, guns in hand, glared at the demon from the doorway, before turning to his sister in worry.

"Rin! Are you hurt?"

Shima ran to help the girls. "Izumo, Pakkun, you two okay?"

Rin turned to her brother, and stalked up to him, getting in his face. "Name an exorcist with an eyepatch and a sword, possibly capable of summoning."

Yukio, startled by the demand, backed up and hit his head against a shelf, setting his glasses askew. "Uh, Neihaus?"

Rin frowned. "That creepy asshole sent the Naberius?"

Shiemi gasped. "N-Neihaus-sensei?!"

"Why would he do that?"

Yukio adjusted his glasses. "Regardless of his motives, I think we should leave the girls alone to continue their baths. Boys, let's go."


After the baths, Yukio cornered his sister. "How did you know that it was summoned by someone who matched Neihaus's description?"

"Well, the Naberius told me."

"Y-you can understand what it was saying?"

"Yeah. Is that bad?" Rin gave him a quizzical look.

"No, no. That's... useful, I suppose."

"I didn't even know I could until now. Ah well. I'm heading to bed. Night, Yukio."

"Good night."


"She found out you summoned it. It told her."

"I tried to stop it from saying anything but it was difficult to distinguish the language of demons from its growling."

A loud sigh. "Regardless, the test must go on. I'll explain the situation to her if need be."

"That would counter the point of the test. I can only hope she can keep a secret."

"Surprisingly, she's better at lying than I am. Always kept secrets longer than me too."

"So she spills eventually?"

"Only if I've spilled. So far, though, there is one secret of ours that neither of us have spilled."

"Oh?"

"I'm not about to tell you, she's murder us both!"


changed some things, but about two thirds of it all is still the same as the old version of the fic. im off to write the next part. have a good 2017!