" Maybe I'll take one or two periods off in the infirmary or clubroom..."

Just as he was thinking which period he could ditch, Issei with dark bags below his eyes found him. His legs were sloppy, to the point his soles were scraping on the road. The similarity to zombies from Left 4 Dead was striking.

" Hey."

" You look dead."

" Thanks. You too."

Asia was beside him, still not very comfortable with the other human in ORC. Faust shrugged, not really interested anyway. He popped out a few joints, his body feeling a bit stiff now that he could properly feel again. Asia was giggling lightly at Issei's virtually emaciated form.

" Mil-tan... Magical girls... Manly woman... Freak..."

His mumbling was low, but still audible to those beside him. Sometimes, the mumbling changed to groaning, then sobbing, then back to square one. One had to wonder just what sort of horror he encountered.

" Dude, you're shivering."

Faust poked at his waist, just a little below the ribcage. Issei jolted at the sudden sensation, and glared at his half-sneering, half-droopy face. Faust snorted and slicked back his grey hair with a little more oomph than usual.

Not long after, they arrived at the formerly female-only school. Issei's eyes bulged out even more than usual as he drank in the, quote, 'heavenly sight'. He didn't even bother hiding his intentions, causing some girls to feel molested by his gaze. His name steadily grew more notorious than the trio as a whole.

The guy in question couldn't care less, though. Creamy white thigs clad in skirt and bloomers, caramel tanned skin in summer uniform, even the outlines of bra peeking out due to sweat, he didn't care. Issei was famished for women.

His condition persisted even during class. Not even the teacher could suppress his thirst for the fairer sex. Issei was faithful, perhaps even desperate, on fulfilling his sacred need. Faust could only sigh as the devil's name became synonymous with disgust and contempt.

" It's annoying for me too, y'know... Look..."

Faust rested his head on his arms, pretending to sleep. So far, this method had been very successful in warding off people trying to tell him what to do. However, the cumulated negative feeling broke the balance.

Faust's period of ease was disturbed by the rapping on his table. He didn't really care until some weight pressed on the wood near his elbow. Then, there was some virtual pressure coming from the pervert trio's direction.

" Get off, Nase."

" Ara, shouldn't it be, thank you for the meal?"

She'd placed her left lower cheek right in front of his sleeping face. His eye twitched at her nonchalant response. That was when he noticed there was another girl nearby, one of those who frequently sent the trio to the infirmary for their daring actions.

She was crossing her arms under her bountiful chest, frowning at his lack of initiative. Kaori Murayama was definitely not happy.

" Nope, not feeling it. Ask someone else."

He refused the moment Murayama opened her mouth. A tick mark appeared on her face, and she walked closer. Her brown twintails swayed back and forth with how fast she was going. This time, Faust didn't bother burying his face, and just stared coldly at her, as if daring her to speak any further.

It was a well-known fact that whoever dared to argue with the android would get sent home packing and crying. That included teachers. He was usually passive and aversive to problems, though, so the ones that get chewed out were usually the ones throwing the first blow.

Murayama swallowed back her words, knowing that her anger wouldn't help at all.

She directed her attention at her supposed comrade, who was curiously poking at the target while sucking on lollipop and leaning on her elbow, which was placed on his head. Faust sat upright with force, breaking her posture and balance.

" ...Sorry. That was too much of me."

" Good to know."

Mitsuki Nase dropped down to her feet, giving him some space finally. She twirled her black hair nervously. Seeing that, even Faust felt a little awkward. The gap was far too much for him to properly process.

" I'm not doing it."

" Yeah. You said that already. We'll just take care of it on our own."

She glanced at Murayama, who seemed to understand. The trio was drinking in the sight of the class rep. Admittedly, she was quite high-up in their ranking. Still, though, Faust was a little confused at how they got aroused from being stared as if they were roaches in the toilet. No matter how beautiful, her sheer disgust should've put them off.

It seemed that they've got big risk of stroke or alzheimer with how things were going.

Murayama returned with her wooden sword.

" So we get the okay for turning them to eunuch?"

" Fascinating. I wanna watch too."

" Sure. It can double as warning, anyway."

Their conversation made the trio more meek with their desires, at least for a while. The sight of a kendo champion tapping her weapon and their crotch was not a pleasant combination, even if the subjects were an athletic girl with the biggest bust in class and the class-rep that drew the attention of male population with her lollipop.

Mitsuki Nase's most attractive feature was surprisingly not in her plump breasts and bottom, nor her thigs and waist. Somehow, male population was rather drawn by her mouth and face.

Yes, Faust was confused too. How could mouth be sexy?

" Oh, there's the teacher. Well, see you later, Kuroki-kun."

She bit off the rest of her lollipop and binned the stick. Waving off, she sat back on her own chair.

He was able to get two periods of rest afterwards. The teachers were alright with him taking off by feeling sick. The fact that he almost never did that was a major factor in that. Most likely, and hopefully, his parents would not catch on.

The infirmary beds were nice and soft. The pillow was also fluffy and clean. He fell asleep very quickly with them. However, his pleasant sleep was cut short when he felt a little tight around the stomach. The instincts he developed flared, and his brain woke up in full alert.

" Mmhh..."

When he sat up, there was a slender, white arm dangling on his thigh. Faust looked at his side, finding a carpet of blood red hair framing a peaceful, lightly snoring face. He also noticed two leather wings not unlike a bat's, although much more slender and definitely not suitable for flying.

Bees too, but screw what hairless monkeys think. They flew anyway.

The same species was grabbed at the collar and yanked down like a bolster. Before he could crash down, though, he supported his body. The fortunate, or unfortunate thing was that his hand didn't land on the bed.

" Ara, so bold?"

" This is definitely a planned crime. Your wings, by the way."

" Oh, I completely forgot."

Her wings were folded somewhere he couldn't see, not only because his attention was drawn to the front part of her body, but because they literally disappeared. He had to try very hard not to inspect right away, finding where in the world those foreign limbs went. Rias was still laying on her side, facing him.

" Rias-senpai, it's school, you know."

" And?"

Her smile grew wide, contrary to his thin lips that emanated superb self-control. Again, the situation was just too surreal that the libido got blown away. The fact that anyone could come in any moment and find them in such compromising position was a complete turn-off too. Of course, there was mind-magic, but still, it was horrifying.

" Please put on your clothes first, Rias-senpai."

" I can't sleep unless I'm naked... It's just the way I am, Faust-kun. I don't think most males would even think to complain in this case, though."

The slender hands moved to cup his face, as Faust tried even harder to exercise self-control. He now fully understood and coud definitely call Rias a devil. The temptation level was off the charts.

" You surprise me with your hobbies, Rias-senpai. Unfortunately, exhibitionism is scary."

" Fufu~ It's not like I have hobbies like that."

Her hands caressed his face slowly, and he suddenly pushed her hands away. His body was shaking a bit, and his eyes were tense. Faust softly pushed her away and stood up, looking at her with a frown.

" Sorry, Rias-senpai. I'm not good with touching."

" But you were fine before?"

She was puzzled. He was fine when they basically slept together naked, and she was literally baring her naked body on his.

" It was for healing, right? What is this for?"

He was looking at her like a cornered beast gazing at a drooling predator. Surprisingly, his face showed almost no outward emotion aside from that. If not for her experience dealing with traumatized people that became her peerage members afterward, she'd most probably deem him as arrogant and insensitive.

He overthinks. Every waking moment everyday.

That would be hell.

Pretty much a broken family.

Her eyes were wide in realization. Even though she hadn't come to his house this week due to certain matters, she'd already visited enough times to know what it was like there. The walls were not soundproof, after all.

Faust Kuroki's overthinking was both a boon and a curse.

He chose rationality over grievance and allowed himself to integrate to society despite his upbringing by pure logic and research, but that same rationality ejected anything irrational out.

Anything that went beyond his scope of preparation and expectations was deemed as danger, including some emotions that he thought as useless garbage that wouldn't help him get through anything.

" We have an understanding."

Sona's voice rang inside her head.

" That sudden caress must've been like being barged in with a tank."

She had no idea how to cope with this problem, though. She felt like complying to him would bring out as much disaster as not. He had great chance of freaking out either way.

" What should I do?"

" Right, this is school. Ahaha... It's become a real habit I just do it unconsciously..."

The atmosphere became awkward.

Rias Gremory wanted to bury herself in a hole. A very deep one. She just admitted that she was a dunderhead that stripped in school for no good reason.

" Well, I am, but come on..."

" And then?"

" I was feeling under the weather, and then you were asleep here, so..."

She fidgeted around uncomfortably, trying to worm her way out. Faust wasn't feeling very merciful, though, and not about to let up. More like, he felt like he couldn't let up here if he wanted to get some clearance on what has been going on lately.

However, it was too risky as it was very possible for Rias to close up and not budge.

" I'm very tempted to coax out your answer, but I'll relent for now. Still, though, you should know that you've been acting unusual these past few days."

Rias Gremory stood up and started wearing her clothes. She didn't even tell him to look away, which made sense, really.

" It's too late already, huh?"

Of course, since he'd already seen her naked, there wasn't much he hadn't seen yet. But the stimulation was still too much as he felt his face redden. Rias' crimson hair fanned outwards, finally released from the confines of her uniform.

" I thought there's not much you haven't seen yet."

She smirked mischievously.

" Being prudent is a virtue, Rias-senpai. Besides, there's no way a straight, healthy male would not welcome that kind of treat no matter how many times."

" Including you?"

If Issei were here, Faust bet the guy's eyes would bulge while screaming 'saved to internal memory! Yahoo~' repeatedly, with some minor revisions. Being red was just physiological reaction he couldn't control quite yet, at least from Rias Gremory-level of stimulation.

" Fufu~ Keep doing that and I might just fall for you, Faust-kun."

" Ahaha... But more importantly..."

She sat on the infirmary bed and pouted. This man, she thought, could hold in his emotions very well. Even through various prodding, his guard was basically impregnable. She wasn't one to shy away fom a juicy challenge, though.

" I'm human, so... I'm not really included in devil affairs."

He walked away from the infirmary afterwards, leaving Rias Gremory to mull over whatever message he intended alone.

" Monitoring a contract?"

" Of course."

Rias tiredly sighed. The paperwork for the recent incident was the responsibility of the shadow overseer of Kuoh, and that was nothing but killer. She gladly accepted that role, thinking of only reporting some stray hunts here and there, but boy, how wrong she was.

Not to mention their secret project, or contingency, as Faust called it.

She plopped onto the couch, reveling in its softness and fluffiness with a long sigh that would force most males to hunch. Faust was in front of her, disbelief plastered on his face.

" I think it's a good chance to see how different modern devils are compared to the old days."

" Won't I interrupt or something?"

" No, you'll be fine."

The yamato nadeshiko of Kuoh academy strutted into the room with a metal tray filled with cups and a teapot. She poured in the tea for all of them, and sat beside her King. Rias muttered her gratitude and proceeded to slurp the beverage. Never one to turn off good stuff, Faust also drank his share and nodded blissfully.

" Because I'll be coming as supervisor as well."

" Huh, alright."

" And because I'm really tired and you're the only one available for help currently."

He raised his eyebrow, and nudged to the other members of ORC. Koneko, Kiba, Asia, and Akeno all shook their heads one after another.

" Unfortunately, we all have contracts to do as well."

" Please keep Issei-senpai from molesting the client."

Faust looked at Rias with incredulous look on his face, visibly saying 'are you serious?' without words. She shrugged.

" Friday night. What do you expect?"

He huffed and threw his hands up in resignation. It seemed that this devil decided to bring him along already, and not as split-second decision. He finished the rest of the cup in one gulp, and stood up firmly.

"Thank you, Akeno-senpai. Tea was amazing. Koneko, sorry but that's as far as I can help today."

" Come on, man."

They stepped into a big arcane circle engraved to the floor beside Rias' table. Akeno initiated the transfer, and they were gone in a flash of red light. Koneko, Kiba, Akeno, and Asia looked at each other and smiled.

" I'll take care of the pizza. Any topping requests?"

" Seafood."

" Pepperoni."

" Alright, those and mushroom, yes?"

He dialed the restaurant with the speed of a devil Knight, listed out the orders, and pocketed his phone with a smile. Then, he glanced at his watch, and waved. In two seconds, he was out of the clubroom.

Two devils and one human were teleported to a medieval Japanese stye room, complete with tatami, banners, and sliding doors.

And a general.

" What the hell is a general from medieval Japan doing here?"

" Time lapse?"

Issei and Faust whispered to each other with worry. For them, a rupture in time-space continuum occuring was not good at all, but being summoned by a lunatic wasn't pleasant either. Rias, on the other hand, was excited and took the liberty to open conversation. Issei, being the one to clinch the contract, also went ahead.

They talked for a while, with Faust listening in and responding when Rias introduced him as an intern. She also introduced herself as a foreign exchange student currently majoring in Japanese literature in Kuoh University, and she somehow had a really nice and cute voice that made people want to protect her despite her appearance.

And a total weeaboo for anything from medieval Japanese military.

" Great start."

They were conversing with near perfect English, something Issei was supposed to be pants on. It seemed devils' auto translation feature was very effective. Someday, he'd really like to know how that worked. Fortunately, his mom was an English teacher that insisted he must be at least as good as her in that particular language, taking A as 'Average' in accordance to Asian moms.

Along with the rest of his grades, apparently.

Without even putting effort or encouragement aside from nags and demands, that he didn't shame her.

" Well, nothing compared to those genius."

He turned his attention to Issei and Rias negotiating with the girl in light-hearted manner despite the girl's shyness and bonkerness. After all, who wore a full-plated armor, complete with kabuto and mask in this scalding heat? Moreover, she called in devils to help her get her notes back at the campus, since campus was apparently scary at night.

" I'm glad you are good devils... if-if scary ones appear, I-I will have to draw this—"

The sword's name was lost on them because Issei's bangs got trimmed by the katana the girl clumsily swung around. Faust was trying hard to keep in his laughter. Only sickos thrive on others' suffering, but to hell with that.

Fun was fun.

The university wasn't that far from her foster home, fortunately. However, despite being armored to the teeth, her bravery was still pitiful. More than once she swung her sword wildly, giving Issei impromptu barber service that sometimes cut a little too deep into his soul. Devil or not, the sight of a blade really close to the eyes was scary.

As expected, the building was very dark at night, and admittedly, quite eerie. Faust had to teeter near the wall to avoid tripping over anything. Rias and Issei, being devils, were fine with their natural night vision.

" Rias-senpai."

He called out in low voice, while Issei was busy avoiding decapitation.

" Hm?"

" Is it just me, or there are some people talking over there?"

" Aah... Faust-kun, do you know about Kuoh Academy 7 Mysteries?"

" I heard about it, yes."

As all schools, horror stories concerning the supernaturals were extremely popular among Kuoh students. That was also why the ORC wasn't so weird, it was because those stories were very deeply ingrained in school, to the point of being passed down for generations.

Kind of ironic actually, the club that investigated supernaturals being headed by a bona vide devil.

Among all of them, there were 7 stories that acted as the progeny of all others. As such, people called them 7 Original Mysteries. Most of them derived from the old building, too.

" There are those here too, and well, some of them are true."

" I see. So there is a death day party right there?"

She giggled at his inquiry.

" Perhaps. Maybe I'll take over the club here if I can get to university, and investigate those legends. I heard there's this thing about 108 different cases happening every month, no more or less. Sounds interesting?"

" Hmm... tempting."

" If... Huh? I thought so."

Faust's hypothesis had been sufficiently proven. However, he still had to decide which course to take, and plan accordingly. With enough preparation, even ants could defeat and feast on praying mantis.

" But first, what the hell is with that damn mannequin peeking from the lab?"

" Ah, that's one of the legends, Arnold the living doll. Until now, I still have no idea how it moves."

He swore internally. Luckily, Issei and his client didn't notice that aberration. Even though Arnold was giving him a smile that shouldn't come from a anatomy model. Its half exposed, half normal appearance made its smile especially bizarre.

" Rias-senpai?"

" Yeah?"

" Err, Arnold's smirking at me now, though."

She turned, and saw nothing but a normal body model standing near the table, only visible through the glass door. It was relatively docile this time, she said.

" You're joking."

Faust visibly shuddered, and tightened his grip on the holy knife and light sword he always brought with him inside the inner pocket sewn to his hoodie. Even Rias was wary right now. Somehow, Faust felt like there was laughter all around him.

It was a really weird feeling.

" How... interesting..."

Somehow, his lips contorted to a distorted smile instead.

Now, the air around him seemed to shudder instead. Faust looked at the darkness with the grin of a mad scientist, as if he was aroused by the thought of cutting it open to examine its innards. Whatever surrounded him seemed to catch on and shivered.

Rias couldn't help but giggle at the reaction. Even spectres couldn't help but be afraid when treated as a pinned frog in a biology lab, and Faust delivered just that. The terrifying part was that he might actually find a way to actualize such idea.

" Should I be worried about being strapped to a workbench and cut open?"

" Maybe? Try definitely."

He jokingly answered with barely any change to his expression. In a way, he was far more chilling than Arnold. Rias made a mental note to not prod his interest in devil's anatomy.

" Which one? Fufufu~"

Her inquiry was cut short when the client happily exclaimed.

" Found it! Here's the note!"

A Sengoku general happily waving around a notebook in a very dark classroom was a scene Issei could never imagine when he was human. Now, just to get minimum improvement as a devil, he had to deal with otherworldly nutjobs such as bodybuilder magical gay-rl that ended every sentence with 'nyo~' or a foreign girl that loved Japanese culture so much that she wore full armor in a hot summer day.

He shook his head vigorously when pain crept up to his liver.

" No, no! This is for buchou's tits! For breasts, I'll climb whatever mountains and swim through whatever seas! Sengoku general and transgender enthusiast are nothing!"

The only thing that got him going was his faith to all things porn, especially breasts. Even more especially so when this might be the very last time he could ever touch Rias Gremory's breasts, for lots of reasons.

And he was quite surprised with the fact he wasn't that angry with it.

" There you go, miss. Could we agree that the contract is hereby concluded?"

" P-Please wait a moment... Is it possible to ask you for another favor?"

Again, watching a female with a whole suit of armor fidgeting around was something Issei could never get used to. She was supposed to be blushing, but the traditional red angry samurai mask made her gesture feel like intimidation.

Like a good master, Rias accepted her request for him. Just like that, they were about to go for two contracts in one night. Issei's priorities weren't getting as many contracts as possible though, but he still kept in his groan.

Rias knelt in front of the college student and conversed with her while Issei sulked in the corner, with Faust snickering and trying to pacify him a bit at the same time. Soon, they sat together to listen to her other request.

" There's this wonderful gentleman from my class, you see. I hope to exchange more pleasantries, and in the future, if fate permits, have a favorable relation based on respect and trust with him..."

Both males were unable to give out proper response, thus Rias took over and started listing out alternatives. Most of them were rejected though, under the pretense of her extreme shyness that made her hide out in armor in the first place (and get chewed out by more than a few professors) or not being effective or dramatic enough.

Devil or not, it seemed girls wanted romantic drama all the same.

After a long discussion, they chose letter.

The seemingly normal confession method was added an unexpected twist by the unusual client. For example, she pulled out a parchment, quill, and a bottle of ink. She sat down on the tatami floor and contemplated.

" 'tis humble self is writing to thee concerning no specific order of business, so to provide thee with peace of mind..."

A Sengoku general writing with a quill and parchment with style and language of ancient English. Faust gave up on trying to understand, and just enjoy the show while stopping his friend from going tsukkomi at every turn.

" Is this fine, buchou? I don't think that's likely to achieve her goal..."

" It's fine, isn't it? I'm a believer of feelings being far more important factor compared to form of love."

" It is not when the receiver misunderstand it as harassment. Feelings aren't able to do anything alone, after all. I believe preparation and execution of delivering such feelings are also crucial."

She turned to him with a stern face, wanting to retort but unable to immediately.

" But there won't be any actions without feelings! So the feeling is more important!"

Faust looked at the devil who was saying innocent things so wholeheartedly with disbelief. This was supposed to be a denizen of darkness that tempted humans to hell?

" So you approve of yandere?"

" Well..."

" Maybe you like the kinda guy that gives out heads of your fans, with 'head over heels' pun every year during birthday, and freshly cut fingers dipped in chocolate during Valentines? Perhaps even spending money obtained from selling said men's organs?"

Faust shook his head at the horrific direction his mind had taken him.

" It's been a while since I let out a little."

" Come on, Rias-senpai. I think having elegant form and reason to channel the feelings is also a significant factor of this variable called 'feelings'. That's called being romantic, right?"

" You speak like a don juan, Faust-kun."

He chuckled at her response, and turned his attention back to the Sengoku general tying the rolled parchment to an arrow, and nocking it back in exemplary posture expected of an experienced archer.

" Wait, wait, wait, wait! What's with that arrow?!"

" H-Huh? Is there something wrong?"

" Of course there is! Just, I don't know, leave it on his desk or mail it or something!"

Despite his sloppy attitude at the beginning of this spontaneous contract, he was really getting into helping this girl. It seemed his inner helper flared out, incapable of just leaving this armored female to her doom. However, it didn't help that this female was far too stubborn with her mania and shot out the arrow regardless of his warning and persuasion.

" I don't like how this goes."

He found out that his lack of answer was caused by the heiress' daydreaming. Again. She was starting to beat him in that game.

" Well then, Susan-san. We'll be returning for now, and await for the good news, okay? Please contact us again if you need moral support then."

" Y-Yes! Thank you, devils-san. I really appreciate what you're doing, and-and please give me support when the time comes... Thank you very much!"

" Glad to be of help. You can contact us through that magic circle again later."

With that, Rias cast a transport circle that whisked them back outside the ORC room. Before Faust could wonder why, Rias dragged him and pushed open the door.

*POP* *POP*

Confetti flew from two sides, manned by Koneko and Kiba. Rias put her hands on his and Issei's shoulders and smiled warmly.

" It's a welcome party for both of you and Asia. Well, it's supposed to be a surprise for all of you, at least."

" Also, a devil procession party for Issei-senpai."

" And Asia-san's rescue, and Faust-kun's induction to the world of supernatural, and the defeat of fallen angels... We should do more parties."

" Ara, ara~ Still, we should make this count. Ufufu~ Everyone, there's pizza and cake and cola, let's eat!"

Akeno and Asia walked into the room with a trolley of cake and several huge bottles of soda varieties like cola and pepsi. Packs of juice and lemonade were available as well. Issei grinned widely and went to his protege after slapping Faust hard in the back.

The guy didn't react much, or more like, he was already so shocked that Issei's action didn't even register to him.

" Buchou, Kuroki-senpai. Cake."

The youngest of them all came with two disposable plastic plates. The cake was actually big, and coated with white chocolate, crowned with several cherries on top. Faust accepted the sweet and thanked his kouhai. Then, after moving a little bit from his initial position to lean on the wall, he cut a piece and delivered it to his mouth.

" Is it delicious?"

" It's good. This is very good. Soft, sweet, but not overpowering. I really like the slight mint they added for coolness."

" Shokugeki no soma much? But leave it to Akeno to pick out good bakery."

He marvelled at the food, and saw that few people actually touched the grape soda and pepperoni and mushroom pizza, which coincidentally were his favorites. The red-haired female smiled at him.

" We asked Issei, which you definitely expect already. But something tells me that's not what you want to ask?"

" Nah, it's nothing."

He walked over to the table, picked up pizza and mingled with the rest of the club. Issei was discussing with Asia about lodging, both of which seemingly arriving to a pleasant agreement, as evident in both of their laughs.

Kiba tapped him on the shoulder, offering him a glass of grape soda.

" Thanks, Kiba."

" Anytime. And just call me Yuuto, Kuroki-kun."

" Yuuto, then."

The knight sat on the armrest of the sofa. Koneko was already next to him, sipping cola and eating unbelievable amount of sweet in record time. He had to wonder just where the calories went.

" Sorry about before. I shouldn't have doubted your words."

" I wasn't angry, though. For someone so used to having one of them, I guess it's ingrained already."

" Right you are. Mine's called Sword Birth, something that lets me create demonic swords out of nothing, like this."

He materialized a short sword, and twirled it boredly.

" Not as flashy as Issei-kun's Boosted Gear, but it's on the middle-ish, really."

"...Energy to matter conversion, so casually done..."

Faust was admiring the blade, and as always, started brainstorming on the 5W + 1H on the whole sacred gear topic Kiba raised. He started asking about the process of materialization, history of usage, appliance, and stuff like that. After loads of questioning that made Kiba question why he never thought much of how absurd his gift was, Faust leaned back on the sofa while pouring chili sauce on his pepperoni mushroom pizza.

" I never expect pepperoni and mushroom to be this good."

" Just a mix of good things, and turned out right. By the way, have you ever tried, you know, make a chainsaw or something?"

The knight choked on his pizza. He downed a whole glass of cola and suffered sizzling that went straight down in exchange of not dying.

" What?"

" Look, this is a sword."

He pointed at Kiba's newly made sword. Then, he grabbed the plastic knife to cut cake with, and waved it in front of him.

" This, too, is a sword. Why not chainsaw? Or a small blunt sword that can increase magic, or speed, or make you invisible?"

Faust was on his research-mode. Kiba gaped like a fish and heeded his instruction. The rest of the ORC crowded near them, excited to see the new viewpoint on how to use his power. Kiba was shivering when there was a fully functional chainsaw in his hand, with wicked sharp teeth buzzing hungrily.

All of them looked at him, and the roaring contraption, and him again.

They grew even more surprised when Kiba shakily gave a small necklace with blade as its ornament to the resident Queen, who widened her eyes in surprise.

" Sweet Maou..."

" This is..."

Rather than the impact he just made, Faust was more concerned on how in the world Kiba's Sacred Gear operated, and watched intently as he churned out experimental items. His recent research in magic was inspired by his programming hobby, and the first magic he desperately learned was the magical version of debugging.

He had taken a lot of time to find out how, and now he reaped the fruit of his labor. But, as it was still new, the magic was still rough around the edges and needed lots of fine tuning and upgrades. For now, the test run was satisfactory.

" Very, very interesting... Hey Issei, c'mere."

Of course, he had to test out every Sacred Gear present, and naturally, all signature magic of ORC members. They gladly let him do it, for entertainment and improvement.

" He's a genius, Rias."

The oldest of the room watched from the corner after being examined by the excited boy. Akeno drank her lemonade, not really liking carbonated drinks. Rias Gremory alo watched the members of her club frolicking around the human. Said human was deciphering Asia's green healing aura while letting out several 'oohs', followed by impatient questions by the rest.

" I know."

" He's... kind of hurt as well. Different, but similar to me."

" That's unfortunately true."

Her Queen solemnly looked at the boy, whose eyes dimmed in disappointment, as Asia's gear wouldn't work without proper injury. The same boy was looking at Issei, who shivered under his gaze.

" Do you plan to use him? Or help him?"

It would be a lie if Akeno said she didn't feel some sort of sympathy with him. Like Rias, she was also well-versed in trying to consult the newer members about their trauma while also taking time to resolve her own. Rias didn't need to tell her anything, as Akeno could instinctively feel him having problems of similar root.

" Use... Bold of you to assume I could."

" Right."

" I'm glad he's fine despite what happened in the church. First kill is always the hardest for everyone."

Looking at the male, unrelated people would say she was mad for saying that this male was responsible for foiling the fallens' plan magnificently after barely a month knowing the supernatural world. Or for causing brutal death of a dozen trained ex-priests, and possible 'neutralization' of others.

Despite wondering which one was the real Faust Kuroki, she was more than glad she could provide some respite from his usual life.