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Chapter 39: True and False

If before I had just a hint of dislike for the outfit I had to wear for the practice sessions of my theatrical debut, now I was feeling particularly irritated by it as it was the day where I would have to wear it without any chance to whine about it.

School day had been interrupted for the occasion and a mass of students, teachers, and parents had rallied by the humongous room borrowed by the Theater Club. I had spoken with a few individuals before this, trying to hold back my annoyance at the deeply amused stares I was getting by way too many friends of mine, just so I could feel best prepared for the work I had to get through. The stage was set, and I had no nervousness in my mind as I had gone through so much practice that I was ready for it. Ingvild was a tiny bit uneasy, but she seemed to break through that block the moment I gave her a smile and a 'good luck'.

Considering the scenes that had been kept and those that had been removed due to convenience and to avoid awkward circumstances, the play was meant to last roughly two hours and a couple of minutes. Not many breaks, but just enough to not work us actors too much into the scenes. And so it started, with my role being one of the more prominent due to my act as Hamlet himself. My voice was clear, I remembered all details, and I barely paid attention to the public. I knew there were some big shots of the underworld among the parents, and I didn't need to stop in panic just to grasp at what I ended up spotting in the crowd.

After thirty minutes of proper acting, I managed to enjoy a brief two-minute long break as it was the turn for other actors to speak and go through their roles. I had just the time to drink a glass of water before being urged back on the stage. More lines were delivered, and I felt incredibly relieved by the fact I was going just fine from the comments I would hear by the technicians hiding in the backstage from time to time. I knew I was doing a fine job, but that didn't mean a mistake couldn't happen.

So I kept going for my best, not allowing any silly doubt to stop my speech and go through all the elements of the emotions needed to further add life to the action and emphasize either the plight, the distraught or even the horror that Hamlet has to go through the entire play. It was a very interesting experience, but one that I was hopefully going to be spared from doing ever again. Both Asia and Ingvild were shining through their own roles, each with minuscule flaws, but still turning those in details that favored their characters even more.

After a full hour and thirty minutes, I started to feel the pressure. It wasn't like I feared messing things up, but rather I was starting to feel particularly bored of the lines I had to say. I've repeated those for so long during practice, that I doubted I was ever going to forget those, and that was leaving me a little drained on how to creatively make use of the 'feel' required for some of the actions. I still gave my best shot, but I definitely went out partially weaker than how I started. Not that just a handful of people noticed as I still pulled through the character as impeccably as someone that was still rusty when it came to theater could give in a performance.

Two hours and ten minutes, I was finally done. Sigh leaving my lips as I reached the backstage for the last time, I was showered with praises and compliments by the other actors and the rest of the club. I wasn't the only one pulled in that kind of attention as Asia was blushing a storm before the kind words she was given, smiling prettily at the positive reaction. Ingvild handled the compliments better, smirking modestly and gorgeously as she thanked the rest of the cast before we were given the opportunity to leave for the lockers and get ourselves changed to better clothes before interacting with the rest of the main room's occupants.

I didn't hesitate to get through the simple task of changing to my previous set of clothes and get back in a state of utter comfort. At least, compared to what I had to endure during the entire theatrical work. Once I was done with it, I paused by the door that led to the hall connected to my destination. I was soon going to be in deep 'enemy' lines, at least if I ended up being in the midst of the members of Hell itself. Huffing just once, I opened the doors and braced forth as I reached my destination. It didn't take long that, as I took a few steps inside, I was swept and greeted by a loud applause. I smiled and nodded around as I had expected this kind of entry, but I was taken by surprise when I saw a blonde missile reach out for a hug. I calmly braced for impact, allowing Kunou to go through with that move while also patting her head so as to not ruin her current hairstyle. Considering how much time and effort she had put earlier that morning to get that style prepared, and how pretty it was, I decided to be careful about it and she seemed to appreciate the modest gesture.

"You were so good, Niichan!"

I chuckled, feeling this compliment hit deeper because of who was giving it to me. I merely nodded as we both turned to greet the rest of the people there. First, I found myself pulled by someone familiar and that I had discussed with just recently. Wilbert was smiling moderately, an action that was mirrored by his wife, Mio, then twisted to a cheeky degree by Maria and blatantly ignored for a neutral look from Lucia.

"Sakakibara-san, it's good to see you perform such an important event. It's been a long time since I had the chance to see one of the majestic works from the theater," He commented happily. "And before I extend the conversation for too long, I don't think I've introduced you to my wife and my oldest. Lucia-"

"I've heard you had a positive influence on Maria," The silver-haired half-succubus flatly commented. "I suppose you're the one that 'helped' her through this phase."

I felt a degree of uneasiness at her wording and current glaring. Instead of fueling the flame, I swiftly mustered up an attempt to de-escalate the situation.

"It was requested for my assistance in a conversation to solve some issues that your sister had with the classes. Something that was solved through words alone-"

"Apologies but I feel more interested in pressing with which words were used in that circumstance," The young woman pushed and I could tell that it was protectiveness of a kind being employed there.

"As I've promised to Maria, the content of the conversation is private due to her own request. If you wish to have answers, you could ask her."

Maria hummed. "I didn't tell her, so she is trying to strong arm you, senpai."

At this response, Lucia's lips twitched in brief frustration, but any chances to pursue this topic even more were rendered void by their mother.

"Now, now, it isn't nice to trouble an upstanding young man like Sakakibara-san, Lucia," Sheila interrupted with a quiet tone, but one that exerted a degree of motherly sternness. She soon turned back to me and bowed her head slightly. "Apologies."

"It's alright-"

"She is… just really protective of her siblings," Wilbert explained and I nodded.

"And I understand. I would be particularly angry at myself in this circumstance if it was about Ku-chan. So… I'm sorry if I gave you any reason to worry, but as I said, it was just a simple conversation regarding a problem Maria was having in… fitting with the classes."

I glanced at the shorter Succubus and the girl hummed. "Yeah I… I had trouble making friends, that's all."

Lucia seemed half-convinced, but since her sister had confessed to this and she looked particularly genuine about it, she decided to let go of the situation and allow a curt but formal apology before allowing me to entirely bail from the situation. While I would have had no issue in keeping around for the matter, I knew that I couldn't linger for long around families tied even somewhat to the underworld. After I was done with them, it was the turn of… someone that I didn't expect to meet this 'soon', at least as Hoitsu.

"Hello!" The chirpy and loud voice was still familiar, and I turned around just in time to be pulled in a hug by someone that I definitely didn't know closely enough to allow that kind of intimacy. A beautiful girl whose appearance might trick anyone into believing that she was in her late teens. She had black hair that tied into twin tails and blue eyes that sparkled with childish amusement and wonder. Serafall was just impossible to not know at first glance, and so I felt annoyed by the way she 'greeted' me. A thought that was easily shared by a furious Sona as she approached us as quickly as possible. The older girl got off of me just before another furious lady zapped the unwanted hugger to get away with that kind of sudden embracing. Kimiko was still tense and vigilant under my shirt, but calmed down as the threat moment away and I patted her head through the clothes to further relax her.

"Mou, Sona-tan, I just wanted to meet the one you mentioned a lot in her messages."

"Sister, stop harassing, Hoitsu. Please," The School Council's president was vexed by the woman's reaction, and it was clear that Serafall was actually listening to Sona as she directly aimed her gaze at her as soon as she heard those words.

"Sorry, Sona-tan. I was just… excited."

"You could moderate yourself," The bespectacled girl rebuked flatly. "And you should also apologize. That wasn't nice."

The older girl huffed but, surprisingly enough, complied to this.

"Apologies, Sakakibara Hoitsu-tan. I just wanted to meet the person Sona-tan fawns over with her letters."

What?

"T-That's not true. I just mentioned him from time to time and- she is just lying, Hoitsu."

I frowned at that hasty reaction, but I could tell the girl was meaning it. "And I believe you, Sona. It's just… I suppose your sister is saying that because maybe I was one of the few guys you have mentioned in letters."

"Hmmm, that could be it, yes. But that doesn't mean we can fix that misunderstanding," The Maou offered eagerly. "Sona-tan could be courted by Hoitsu-tan and so avoid my silly mistake."

"Niichan is already dating, Serafall-san," Kunou flatly remarked, gaining the attention of the powerful Devil with an obsession for Magical Girls. Eyes went wide in recognition.

"Wait, you're Yasaka-san's-"

"It's a private detail, her mother has requested for anything of that kind to be kept away from public conversation." I calmly interrupted. The woman was confused, but before she could have asked for more info, she was interrupted by Sona again.

"I believe mother and father are going to worry for us, big sister," The girl commented, the reminder getting the full attention of the young woman and peeling her away from Kunou and me. Sona just gave me a nod, and a quick smile as to silently compliment my performance as she retreated with her panicking older sibling. I remembered how the girl had once told me how Serafall was incredibly careful to not disappoint their parents and how that was usually a weapon Sona used to push her into not exaggerating with her mannerism.

"That was incredibly tense, wasn't it?" I commented, taking hold of Kunou's hand and giving it a soft squeeze. A small smile appeared on the blonde's face and soon we resumed our wandering around the massive room. With Serafall's encounter, I just didn't need to test my luck in seeing how Sirzechs or the rest of the Gremory Family would have reacted to me. With that in mind, I quickly walked up to try and find out where Ingvild and Asia were so I could keep around safer faces but, as I took just a few steps away from the central area and near the stage section, I felt like someone was following slowly behind me. At first it was just a sensation, then I saw that there was a shadow darken both my frame and Kunou at once.

Someone tall… Sairaorg? I would have noticed him and I didn't see the gentle giant anywhere around when I first entered the room and.. I would have seen him. There was no way I just missed someone like him within the room until that moment and, as I turned around to greet my chaser, I felt my brain go blank as I realized that this man really looked like the powerful guy… except that he was old with stern features on his face and… a calm and quiet glint flawlessly set in his eyes. It took me by surprise, but not as much as failing to notice how he had managed to put a hand by my right shoulder without me noticing.

"Your name is… Hoitsu Sakakibara. Am I correct?" The elder asked placidly, appearing as much harmless as someone his size and his gaze could. Which wasn't a lot and… not enough to just curb the sense of dread I felt grasping at my heart. It was clear this wasn't Sairaorg's father. The man wouldn't give a dime about a spectacle made by normal humans. 'Pure Devils' was his interest, and while there were a few around, I doubted that this was actually a place he would visit out of the blue.

Instead the range of possible suspects lessened to a single individual. One that would explain why, despite the threatening feeling this guy was unconsciously exuding, Lucifer was keeping quiet in that very moment and why he looked so similar to Sairaorg. I tried to reason this circumstance but I knew that there was only a single truth.

"Yes," I curtly replied, noticing the powerful Devil's lips twist in a happy smile. A small one. But I didn't expect anything more from someone like Zekram Bael himself. He was mentioned, never depicted physically beyond a few lines and his particular pragmatism. While he was the original founder of the Bael Clan, he was far from the purist faction that sought to leave the seat of control for the underworld to the purer branches of the original 72. Only the strongest and the smartest were meant to rule Hell, no matter the purity of their blood. Brutal meritocracy driven by a fierce sense of survivalism that had persisted through the ages. It was that very philosophy that got his approval to return Sairaorg the title of Heir of the Bael Clan.

"It was a pleasant act. I've seen just a couple of humans matching with that capacity of recitation and… lying."

I frowned at that last word, but I tried to ignore the sensation that fear was crawling steadily over my back and onto my brain. There was definitely something off with that 'unexpected' encounter, and I could tell the old man wasn't just trying to get praise thrown at me and… I didn't like it. Not at all.

"I guess I'm just good as an actor. Sometimes, it can be easy to lie when lying is a good way to avoid unpleasant situations with… my parents," I admitted half-truthfully. "Still… I don't believe we've introduced it properly, sir."

He nodded. "My name is Zekram. Zekram Bael and, forgive me for the lateness for this introduction… I was just stunned by your performance."

"Kind words, Bael-san."

He nodded again, his smile just not disappearing as he merely stared now. He wasn't using any magic, only looking, watching, studying me from this close. It was clear that he was trying to decipher something but… I couldn't tell what exactly. Kunou pressed close to me, and I could tell she was distinctly shivering before the gaze the old man was aiming at me. So intense and yet so… empty. As I felt the tension rise up the more pressure he applied to my shoulder, I was freed from that restraint as a giggling woman slapped the upper section of his back, forcing his posture to go rigid in surprise at the sneak attack. I gave a surprised look at Lilith, the 'teacher' merely winking at me before greeting Zekram.

"Long time no see, 'young man'."

His eyes widened once more. "L-Lady Lilith. It's an honor to see you and-"

"Not here, little one. It would be silly to break your cover out of surprise now, wouldn't it?" She asked mirthfully. "Now, how about we move to a corner and chat for a while? I suppose you wish for a couple of answers, at least something to sate your current curiosity."

Zekram nodded, almost too shaken by the development to genuinely reply by words. Soon the two left, with only Lilith humming something before leaving.

"Oh- by the way, Hoitsu-kun. I believe your boss has decided to come and check you today and I… I'm quite sure he was speaking with Gremory-san's parents last time I saw him."

Oh… fuck.

She didn't linger further, freeing me from this trouble and setting me up for another as I knew that this detail wasn't provided out of nothing. There had to be a reason why she told me this and… why Azazel was here and busying himself talking with Lord and Lady Gremory. With that in mind, I paused just a moment to check on Kunou and see if she wanted a glass of water before going to check on this new discovery. By her request we retrieved some refreshment before going to see why the Governor-General had decided to come and say hi but not to me, his favorite surrogate son.

It was really easy for me to find where the Gremory Clan was considering the unusual hair color the family had compared to other Japanese people. Azazel seemed to be busy chatting with both Zeoticus and Sirzechs, while Venelana entertained Rias, Akeno and Grayfia. A few steps closer and I noticed that the Hyoudou family and Asia were there too, with poor Ise getting grilled by Rias' brother Between the girls, a young red-haired boy remained close to the silver-haired maid, his mother, as he looked fairly unsure of the many unfamiliar faces around him. Little Millicas was cute, and there was no denying in that regard.

Just as we got close enough to the modest-sized group, I noticed that the first one to notice my presence turned out to be… a concerned mother that I had seen just two weeks ago. Miki Hyoudou was, by all definitions, a good mother. An amazing one if I had to also take into account that she would have to eventually accept the fact her only son is going to be put in peril due to his ties to Hell and his Sacred Gear.

I stopped as soon as I saw her walk up to us, with Kunou smiling happily as we were soon pulled in a tight hug by the woman.

"Hoitsu-kun, that was a- a beautiful job you did," The brunette complimented happily. "And Kunou-chan, you look so gorgeous right now."

I smiled, and nodded before patting her back. "Thank you, Miki-san."

"I'm quite certain I gave you permission to call me Okaasan, young man."

"I wouldn't want to… sound discourteous," I lied, knowing that the only reason was… well, the past. "But I will promise that… I will do that when it's a private occasion."

She was pouting once the hug was over, but still satisfied with that argument. Soon we were back at the group and I was quick to greet the rest of the families there. Azazel decided to stick with the cover of me being the 'best worker ever' and considering me like a good son. Something that I 'unconsciously' rebuked as Tsundere-like as possible. Amusement aside, I took notice of three curious circumstances as soon as Kunou and I were there. Well… four if I took into consideration how Koneko quickly went to give a hug to Kunou and tell me some good words about my work.

Still, three main predicaments that were treated with serious thinking. First was… Rias. It's been a while since I interacted with her directly, and we were stuck in a sense of neutrality. It wasn't even like I was asking or doing things that were creating this kind of situation as of now. While there were some skirmishes a month or two ago, those seemed to have gone by without any escalation to keep the animosity intense regarding the missed opportunity of claiming Asia and Ingvild. So, I knew I would have to give it some serious attention in the future. Who knows, maybe that could end up saving my bacon if I invested in that front too for a time.

Next was the glance that Grayfia was giving me. It was clear the maid/wife was interested in me for some reason. Some serious reason could either be the fact I was somewhat connected so tightly with Azazel and apparently still be clueless about the truth or… maybe she already knew that and was just invested in the fact I had fought her brother already. And that last bit would be more tied to knowing what to do to not be pulled in a circumstance where she would have to handle the prick again. Having seen the brocon acting so publicly about his obsession for her, I didn't need a lengthy explanation to know why she would behave like this.

Next was… Venelana. The woman regarded me with a soft and curious gaze. Her interest wasn't as serious as her daughter-in-law, but it was clear that it was still fairly important for her to stare at me like that. As much as I thought about it, the woman and I never had any interaction and I knew Rias never spoke of me to her. Akeno? The girl was there, a little behind both mother and daughter, but she appeared clueless about anything secret going on with the Lady Gremory.

With these early realizations, I was soon pulled away to study these matters more as I heard Zeoticus bring me a question that required my attention. Something that the man seemed particularly fascinated by due to my age and social situation. "So, Sakakibara-san… from what Azazel here told us, you have been living on your own for a few months now. I assume everything has proceeded… smoothly."

I offered a slow nod. "Yes. While it was a sudden increase in responsibilities, I managed to keep things stable and… get my life set to live without being helped by my parents."

"Still, I remember when I went to live on my own. Well, with my dear wife that is," Sirzechs added with a nod. "It's a little tough but… it's doable if there are finances and a good mind put into the task."

Zeoticus agreed with a small smile, yet I saw some reluctance building on Venelana's face about this and soon she spoke up.

"How did your parents react to this news?"

I blinked, expecting this to be somewhat brought to the conversation. "It was a little bit rough early on since they expected me to have concluded school with a high enough degree to 'make the family name count' or some stuff like that but… I had way too many arguments to ignore their opposition and eventually force them to see that it wasn't a way I was willing to compromise."

"Did they try to oppose this decision after you managed to get through with the first steps?" Zeoticus pressed on, merely curious than really invested in the topic.

"No. I… I think that conversation was one of the last ones I had with them. There were no further attempts to meet or anything of the kind."

"That's because they didn't care-" Azazel lamented, gaining a scowl from Miki.

"Azel-san, that was tasteless."

The Governor-General sighed, nodding at that reprimand. "I suppose it was but… it doesn't mean that the kid is going to feel bad about this. Not when it was the reason why he left and got himself fixed in a stable home where he is showing how much of a hard-working young man he really is," He indirectly praised before moving for something more direct. "Speaking of which, I have to remark once again that he is a brilliant worker. Reliable, really clean and neat. You should see how clean his home is and how he takes care of all the chores mostly by himself."

"Niichan does most of that," Kunou pointed out. "Sometimes I would help too, but it's only when I don't have homework to do or if I don't have to visit my friends."

"And Ku-chan is a reliable worker herself," I complimented the Kitsune, gaining a happy grin out of her.

"So, it's true. You two consider yourself brother and sister, right?" Sirzechs inquired and I saw Rias close to facepalm as we both knew where he was going with that sudden topic.

"I consider her my surrogate little sister, likewise she thinks of me as her older brother," I replied curtly, expecting for his crazy side to manifest now I said that. I wasn't disappointed.

"Oh, so you too can tell that it's only right to try and remain close to your little sister even though it can be awkward and sometimes easy to misinterpret."

"I can understand that until there is due amount of moderation with the love," I replied calmly, gaining a surprising frown from the Maou. "I'm still going to remember Ku-chan as my little sister regardless of the fact she is growing or not. In fact, I can say that her growing up is the only reason for me to be proud that I'm partly behind that self-improvement she is going through. Early on she was really reliant on me because everything around her was new and I was the one that knew how things were meant to be addressed one way or another. Then, as she got hold of the basis, she carefully made her way to understand more and more her surroundings and make her own experiences in the process. And I'm proud of her for that."

…

Everyone was quite stunned by my response and there was silence. I gave a big speech and one that came out worded from the very bottom of my heart. Kunou might not know it since it's been a while since we spent some days alone to enjoy 24 hours of pure amusement with each other, but that didn't make her any less important than she was when we both had this much free time to waste together.

Or rather, there would have been some silence if I hadn't noticed that a certain little blonde was failing to hold some sniffling, preparing to cry on the spot. I sighed, crouching a little bit, and allowing her to have an easy way to get me in a tight hug. The dams broke the very moment her face was pressing on my left shoulder. The sobbing was muffled and I hummed.

"Why are you crying, Ku-chan? There is no need right now," I pointed out kindly and, as I did that, I noticed Koneko stealing a couple glances our way. My eyes locked on hers and she stared at me for some time before I gave her a simple nod. It was clear what I was allowing her to do and, after glancing around and the others as Kunou and I had become target for some surprised but happy looks, the silver-haired made that 'jump'. There was some surprise at that addition, but nobody complained as Koneko joined that hug.

"I'm proud of your growth too, Shiro-chan," I whispered really quietly, just so the former kohai now surrogate little sister could hear me. She pressed her chin on my right shoulder and the hug lasted about two more minutes before I was able to let go of both. Kunou's eyes were red and puffy, signs of her crying but she looked done about it.

"T-Thank you," She mumbled and I smiled before patting her head with the same caution as last time.

"You seem to have a way to handle emotions, Hoitsu-kun. That would make for a good quality to try and find a potential girlfriend," Gorou, Issei's father, commented, almost getting decked by his wife for almost ruining the moment with that awkward element and… I knew I had been set up for another awkward topic to answer.

"That's… I suppose it's true. Especially since… well," I paused for a moment, thinking if I should go for it or not. I couldn't look at Akeno without making things weirder than they were so… I still went for it. "I'm… actually dating."

Miki's eyes widened and I saw Issei and Asia gave me tense looks as I mentioned to them why I wasn't that willing to reveal who I was dating and what kind of repercussions might fall upon our heads if things were as bad as I thought those were when it came to the truth coming out once and for all. With that in mind, I knew that I had to hope the full truth came out right as I had the might and political prowess to actually defend myself, Akeno and maybe Rias and her entire peerage. Knowing how Hell's rule worked, I wasn't leaving anyone uncovered at that unpleasant development.

"Is that so? I don't believe it's a matter that is known since… Rias never mentioned this."

Oh, so… they actually kept track of things here at Kuoh through their daughter. Which meant part of the truth was altered for the redhead benefit if I was correct about it…

"It's kind of recent and… my girlfriend and I agreed to be rather quiet about it."

"I suppose you're both quite shy about it," Zeoticus added with a hint of interest. "I still remember when Venelana and I started to date. It was unforgettable and… particularly awkward at first."

"Only because you made it awkward, dear," The Bael woman replied mirthfully before shifting the attention back at me. "Still, I think an occasion like this would be more than strong enough to publicly proclaim your love to her."

"That would be a nice gift," Akeno cheekily commented and I knew that she wanted me to do that now that her surrogate and adoptive mother pointed that one out and… I went for it. With style.

"I suppose you're right, Akeno-chan," I nodded in agreement. "So how about… I've gone on two dates with Akeno-chan twice now and that I love her a lot?"

Sudden, blunt, and crazy-timed. It was the perfect recipe to either start WW3 or brilliantly score a good impression with her close family.

"R-Really?"

Oh right, Kiba was there and… he looked particularly tense for some reason. Same for Rias, but the rest of the families looked fine and happy about the news, especially Venelana.

"Oh my, this is such a lovely surprise. Akeno-chan, you didn't tell me anything, that sure gave me a little shock."

"Apologies… Okaasan."

Another giggle, and Zeoticus nodded in agreement to that. While the rest of the group digested the news, a certain Fallen Angel hybrid giggled.

"I suppose that I should also take this chance to give you praise for your good work, Hoitsu-kun."

A surprised blink, then I saw her take a couple of steps towards me and, as she accepted being pulled in a hug, she went for a soft peck. "And that's a starter."

"You… You two are dating," Rias finally blurted. "I thought the first date was… a forced one."

"Kind of. It was more of a test for the two of us and… we eventually had a serious talk when we were done with it," I started to explain, with Akeno taking over fairly quickly.

"And we decided to go through a proper one, which was our second date. He was a good gentleman and… we had a lot of nice fun during the date."

"She means talking and laughing about a few funny things," I elaborated, quickly noticing a strange but deadly glint forming on Sirzechs' face.

"That's… an interesting revelation," Grayfia commented, finally adding something to the conversation. "I assume you two have taken a steady and careful approach."

I nodded. "We're both testing waters even now. Dating is a good way to do that and we aren't suddenly going to pull any fast one on each other until we know we can take it without ruining the relationship."

The maid nodded and the rest of the conversation shifted to the positive light of it all. Everyone looked mostly pleased by this revelation. Except Rias. While the redhead wasn't upset by the news as she genuinely congratulated us with a brief but truthful smile, she still glanced at me with a strange look and it left me particularly tense. Something about it just didn't feel right and I knew I would have to keep wary for a while to avoid some unexpected surprises. I might try to approach her once the waters were clear, but I had a strong reason to believe she was going to be the one to start making contact with me.

The rest of the event went smoothly, but I still remained with numerous questions that had been brought by the event itself. Starting with Zekram giving me that weird staring and then evolving with the situation tied with Rias, her mother and her sister-in-law. So, as I prepared to enjoy the free day I had beyond that one, I set myself to browse about and find out what I could about the Bael Clan and how did Zekram perceive Lucifer when he had been quiet for the entire day.

The man was still silent, either because he was thinking about it himself or because it wouldn't come out now and test the chances of someone tracking me while I'm wandering around. This truly was shaping as a mess of mysteries that didn't have any end. And I could tell that this was going to get only worse once Azazel handed me out the new mission about some secret society in Tokyo we were going to work about during our search for the kidnapped girls.

Not a single moment of peace for me, that's what I saw with how things were currently shaping up in my simple but crazy life.

AN

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