And with quick inspiration, I have the next chapter out. Things like this won't normally happen but a gift from me to you to wish you guys a Happy Thanksgiving. As well as to thank you for all of your support and kind words. This story is fun and I love the freshness I'm putting in on it. (You guys words, not mine). But hopefully I can keep providing these new ideas.

Anyways, to answer a few questions for you guys. Once more.

First, Issei's harem and who shall be involved. There are many factors coming into play and I'm not making the harem huge. Too much work and it doesn't allow development for anybody. I'm tempted to keep it very low, three or four. And they won't even come into play until Issei is a Middle-class devil.

Second, Issei's progression. Since this is Sairaorg, a training addict, Issei will be growing much faster. And with this a few plot sequences will change as well, allowing Issei to fly up the ranks as well. The only thing stopping him in canon was the lack of Rias training him. But that's that and this is this.

Third, Kuisha. I have been asked this multiple times and I'm leaving it up to you guys. Would you like to see her with Issei or Sairaorg. Either way I'm fine with but I'm leaving it up to you.

And finally, Rias's new pawn(s). That's right, I'm giving her new member(s). This is to push Issei further in his training due to the sight of him being replaced. Sort of an extra drive. And I want you guys to offer up ideas. It can be a crossover or simply a character from the show (within reason of course). Can't have Rias with some stupid strong character after all. Do PM me with your ideas.

Alright, after this long line of bull, enjoy the story. And do PM if you have any ideas you'd like to share. Within reason of course.

Issei laid on the ground, panting hard. His clothes were soaked with sweat and covered with dirt, obvious signs of training.

"C'mon Issei-chan. I'm sure you've got one more round in you!" Kuisha cheered.

"You're...killing me Kui-chi," Issei gasped out from his sprawled position. "Give me...give me a...a break..."

The queen stood in front of him, still smiling brightly. He would have called it smug if it wasn't for the fact that she was a bit too innocent for such a thought.

"Mou~, fine, five minute break and then we'll continue," she relented. The brunette only gave a thumbs up in response before his hand fell back to the ground.

It had been a week since Issei moved to the Underworld. And while it had been a tough transition, he felt he was slowly becoming accustomed to it. The only things he really had to comment on were two. The first, he still had little knowledge of the castle and it's maze-like halls. The second, everyone seemed like an addict when it came to training.

Issei could understand the foundation of training. It was a means to better someone in the art they pursued, whether it be physical, mental, or spiritual. But when it came to Sairaorg and his peerage...training seemed to be a practice taken to the extreme. Almost like it was their religion.

It was like an all day, every day type of thing. From dawn to dusk everyone was training. And because Issei was lacking so much compared to everyone else, the entire group took it among themselves to train him.

The first to nab him were usually Ladora and/or Gandoma. They trained him in the power of a Rook. Similar to Koneko, it was a spar (massacre) with tips of how he should strike or counter. Where to focus when fighting and how to defend against attacks.

The duo, if they caught him together, would then have him promote to Rook and "help" solidify his defenses. And how could they do such a thing? By showering him with heavy punches and kicks that could break bone. If it wasn't for the promotion, Issei would swear up and down that his bones would have been shattered and he'd be a puddle in the floor. Not on, in.

If that wasn't enough, after their early morning training, next would be Liban and Beruka. They took it upon themselves to train Issei in sword art. Well, Liban would while Beruka would attempt to impale him on his spear. He would give the usual response of "wanting to improve his reaction speed and judgement of the enemies reach". And Liban would agree and end up joining in on trying to dissect the brunette.

After that Issei would then receive an hour break which was taken up by a five minute lunch and the remainder spent on a hardcore study session.

Sairaorg didn't allow the pawn to slip in his studies, so he took it upon himself to drill a whole day of classes in a fifty-five minute time span. Issei felt like he might go insane at some point with the constant lessons of war head figures and battles of this and that.

It was odd how the Underworld's history was along the same lines as humanity's. Whether it was political or simply trail blazing, it seemed the supernatural and human world shared some common occurrences.

After Issei's heavy study hall, he would then continue his training with Coriana and Misteeta. They were a bit of a breather, only focusing on helping Issei with his magic.

The trio knew of the pawn's lack for magical reserves so they helped him learn basic spells. Such things like hidden spells and even concealing magic. Things that even someone like Issei, with little to no reserves, could perform. It would help keep him alive in fights or sneak around if need be. It even allowed for him to go undetected if he returned to the human world.

Finally, Issei would then finish the day with Kuisha. Being the queen and second in command, she taught Issei the most important points. The first being his power of promotion. The second being teamwork. And the third being his Sacred Gear.

When it came to promotion, the first thing Kuisha explained is how vital each piece was.

"Issei-chan, when it comes to promotion, what would be the piece you'd choose?" She asked.

"The Queen," Issei replied almost immediately.

Kuisha nodded her head in response. "A likely choice. But what if the Queen wasn't the correct choice?" She then questioned.

This stumped the brunette as he didn't know what she meant. The blonde noticed this as she giggled.

"Think of it this way; what if you needed to get somewhere quickly because a teammate was in trouble?"

"Then I'd go with the Knight," Issei replied.

"Correct. And then if you needed to break down the enemies defenses or fortify your own?"

"The Rook."

"Yup! And then if you were required to use a large amount of magic?"

"Bishop."

"Precisely," she commended. Kuisha still saw a bit of confusion on the pawn's face and giggled again. "What I'm trying to tell you is that even if the Queen is a powerful piece it's not something to call on every time. Each piece is important and you must know what situation calls for what piece. It may take some practice but you'll eventually be able to cycle through them as I can."

"Hai, Kui-chi!" Issei exclaimed.

The brunette remembered the lesson carefully and had begun to train in mastering the transitions. Luckily, he had been somewhat fruitful in the endeavor. Having learned that, with Sairaorg's permission, he was able to switch traits every three minutes, Issei focused on trying to lower that time to thirty seconds, at least. Kuisha was able to do it at will and the boy promised he'd learn to do it too.

The second thing the queen taught Issei was teamwork. She explained to Issei how pawn's were the vanguard of the team, not a sacrificial piece. They held the most power on the board and that, paired with the other pieces, could dominate the game.

Issei took her words to heart and started to take mental notes of everyone's strengths and weaknesses.

Unlike with Rias, Issei began to learn of how everyone operated during training. He noticed that whatever one person was weak in, another had it covered. For example, with Ladora, he was a Rook of brute strength but lacked in defense. However, Misteeta covered him by focusing on defense and healing spells to keep him in the fights longer. Also, with how Beruka wasn't the best at agility, since he rode his horse, Gandoma had a tight hold on his back to make sure there was no room for the enemy to make a counter attack.

All in all, the group had great chemistry when it came to battling. While someone like Rias tried to push everyone into fights and hope they were strong enough to either survive or beat the opposing force, Sairaorg had a solid group who watched out for one another at all times. Not just when necessary. Issei just had to find out where he fit in but Kuisha assured him and said it was alright because, when the time came, his body would react and his mind would settle. Whatever that meant.

Finally, was Issei with his Sacred Gear. Eventually, after introductions, Sairaorg told everyone of Issei being the Sekiryuutei. No one seemed surprised as they had heard of the pawn's triumph over Raiser. So, Issei still melded into the group easily and with that, Kuisha began to train him in harnessing the power of the Boosted Gear.

She told him of the basics, similar to Rias's explanation, and how he should train with it. Similar to his former master, Kuisha trained him physically to make sure his body could withstand the power ups the Sacred Gear provided. She spoke of how his body took a toll from using the powers of the Longinus and that the better his physique was the less he'd have to worry of the consequences. She also warned of how key it was to buy time until he was strong enough to take on whatever opponent stood before him As well as grow to overpower his then with the large amount of boosts he could perform once he mastered the Longinus.

And as extra motivation, she snuck in a little secret that the boosts from the gear would also help between the sheets. The results were phenomenal as Issei found new vigor and began to build up his physical strength like never before. Even Kuisha was surprised, only comparing it to how she saw Sairaorg when he was training. Different goals but similar results.

"Alright Issei-chan, it's time for round eight!" Kuisha cheered, sounding much more excited than she should. Issei groaned from his position on the floor, wishing he had more time to rest.

However, he slowly stood knowing he had to get strong. He could feel every fiber of his being screaming and it felt like a long time off before Coriana would be able to heal him. How he wished for someone to be his saving grace.

"Kuisha, Issei, I'm glad I found you," someone spoke up.

The duo turned and, much to Issei's relief, saw Sairaorg walking towards them. He had a warm smile on his face and he waved.

"Sairaorg-sama, I thought you were discussing some things with your father," Kuisha said.

The king lost his smile for a moment and a scowl took it's place. "Yes, well, you know how he is. Besides, much more important matters took priority."

"And those are?"

"Our return to school, of course," Sairaorg stated. This made Kuisha gasp in surprise while Issei arched a brow.

"Wait, you actually attend school? I thought you guys had, like, a personal instructor or something like that," he replied with a shrug of his shoulders. The brunette didn't expect the duo to attend school like Rias or Sona had.

"We do have a private school here in the Underworld, Issei. Speaking of which, you shall be joining us in attendance," Sairaorg announced with a toothy grin.

Issei's eyes widened before he responded. "Wait, what!? I have to attend school!?"

"Of course. It took some string pulling but you're now a student like Kuisha and I!"

"B-But...does that mean our heavy study halls will stop?" Issei asked, trying to find some light in the darkness.

Sairaorg's grin only grew larger. "Nope. It just means you'll have to work extra hard."

Comical tears fell from Issei's eyes as he muttered about how unfair the world was. Sairaorg laughed it off, patting his back as Kuisha continued to giggle. Just when things were going up for Issei, fate just had to have a way to slap him back down.

"Oh, speaking of, Issei will have to prepare for his entrance exam!" Kuisha said, reminding their king.

The heir's eyes widened as he forgot a key part of the private academy. He quickly turned to Issei and grabbed his shoulders, looking a bit frantic in the process.

"Issei, I had completely forgotten! The entrance exam is very important at this academy! Not even I can get you past it! Please tell me, do you know how to cook?"

The brunette blinked a few times. That was an odd question.

"Yeah, I dabble in it, I suppose," he responded.

Sairaorg's grip tightened, making Issei wince slightly from the force. "And are you any good!?"

The pawn smirked. "Well, not to toot my own horn but I'm pretty sure I'm damn good at it."

His king stared at him a bit longer, discerning whether to believe him or not. But with such a face of confidence the devil eventually released his grip and sighed.

"Sorry, it's just very important that you pass the entrance exam. Everyone has to take it and very few succeed."

"What's so important about cooking for an entrance exam?" Issei asked, still baffled by the weird test.

"It's a culinary school, Issei-chan," Kuisha answered.

"A culinary school? In the Underworld?" The pawn asked with an arched brow. He could hardly believe that. This place was sounding more and more like the human world the longer he lived here.

"Of course, even we have a culinary school. It does pay to have that type of skill in high society. And it also helps when we're off on long missions," Sairaorg replied, smiling softly.

Issei nodded his head, understanding a bit of the explanation. Odd that the strongest youth devil was attending culinary school but Issei wasn't going to complain. He simply shrugged his shoulders and decided he'd wait for tomorrow.

"Well, guess I'll see you guys for school tomorrow." With that statement, he attempted to make his way inside but was immediately stopped by a firm hand on his shoulder.

"Ah ah Issei, you still have some training to do," Sairaorg said with a sly grin. This made the brunette pale.

"What!? But isn't it better to get a full night's sleep before a big day?" Issei tried to plea.

It fell to deaf ears. "I'm sure you have a few more rounds in you. We want you to get as strong as possible and that means getting the full workout."

Issei gulped as he was turned back to Kuisha, who looked ready to pummel him. He shot back to see Sairaorg walking away, one hand in his pocket and the other waving.

"I'll see you two tomorrow. Don't kill him Kuisha," he said over his shoulder.

"Hai~", was her cutesy response. Issei however was sweating profusely as he stared at, what he hoped, wasn't his death sentence. "Now, Issei-chan~, let's continue."

Issei began to internally cry a river. 'Why me...?'

-XOXOXOXOX-

Issei knocked the last kinks out of his neck, rubbing his shoulders softly. He couldn't believe Sairaorg, putting him through all that training and then having him wake up extra early for another training session. It was a miracle he was walking right now as the king decided to train him personally. And he didn't pull any punches in their spar.

"Damn, I really hope this pays off later on," Issei muttered, feeling the bruises forming across his chest and arms. He took a good amount of blows from his master.

[It already has,] a deep voice spoke up.

Issei's eyes widened as he looked around, trying to find the source of the voice. He then saw a green flash from his left peripheral and turned to see the Boosted Gear glowing.

"I-I'm sorry, but was that you?" Issei asked the guantlet, half expecting an answer.

[I'm a little upset that you've forgotten my voice,] the voice replied, the green gem glowing in response to it.

"Ah, I'm sorry. It's just, the last time we talked was before the duel against Raiser when I gave you my arm. Ddraig, if I remember," Issei replied, scratching the back of his head.

[Yes, and it has been some time. Almost two weeks if I recall. I haven't bothered to talk with you seeing as you've been very busy.]

"I guess you could say that. I've been dealing with a lot lately," Issei muttered before giving a hollow laugh. It was devoid of the emotions such an action should hold.

[I know what happened to you, child. And, to be honest, I detest that Gremory girl for what she did,] Ddraig replied, signs of anger in it's tone.

"Hey, it's kinda my fault. I was too weak, like she said. But I'm training now, to prove her wrong!" Issei replied, trying to convince himself more than his partner.

[Hn, if that's the excuse you want to give for her. I, personally, think you have nothing to prove to her. You saved her and that's how she repays you? I'd hate to see what she does to her enemies... Oh wait, she loses to them and proceeds to almost marry them,] Ddraig growled out.

"She had no choice in the matter," Issei replied quickly.

[She could have been stronger! She could have defended herself! Not have some boy who has barely been a devil fight for her!] Ddraig shouted in anger, his voice rising with each sentence. [Stop defending her and her mistakes! She's not your master, so you shouldn't care!]

The pawn flinched from the dragon's tone. He was obviously displeased with the way Issei was acting. Which was understandable, considering the boy was defending someone who had cut off all affiliations with him.

"I suppose you're right..." He muttered sadly.

[You're damn right I'm right! You're the holder of the Boosted Gear. A Longinus. Hold your head up high because you're a valuable asset wherever you go,] Ddraig said with absolute confidence. [It doesn't matter how late you start or how far you fall. I know you'll stand back up and keep trying!]

Issei's lips curved upward in a small smile. It was rare that he heard praise and couldn't help the slight flutter inside.

[Besides, you've grown much faster in this past week than the entire time you were with that redheaded devil.]

"What, seriously?" Issei asked, sounding surprised and hopeful.

[Yes. Otherwise I wouldn't be talking to you like this,] Ddraig informed, cheering up the brunette even more.

"Wow, I thought all those poundings were for nothing!" Issei said, sounding a little shocked at the fact.

[Well they provided a lot. Your physical power is growing at an alarming rate and even your magical reserves have grown,] Ddraig replied.

"That may be because of the mutation piece," a new voice spoke up.

Issei jumped from the sudden newcomer and turned to his door. There, Sairaorg stood with a smirk on his face.

"Ah, Aniki, how long have you been there?" Issei asked, trying to control the rapid pounding of his heart.

"Not very long," he answered with a shrug. He then stepped into the room, walking over to the pawn.

"It's nice to finally meet you, Ddraig," Sairaorg said, looking down at the Sacred Gear.

[Likewise, heir of Bael. Thank you for taking in and properly training my host,] Ddraig replied, sounding very respectful.

"Hey, how come you don't talk to me like that!?" Issei asked, noticing his partners attitude towards his master.

[Because you haven't earned my respect completely. Trust me, you're getting there but the Bael heir is leagues above you,] Ddraig replied matter-of-factly.

Issei silently cursed at that. He still couldn't stand toe-to-toe with his master. Of course, he was the strongest, meaning he had a ways to go. But if he wasn't strong enough to take on Sairaorg, he probably hadn't reached Rias's level either.

*Grip*

Issei felt a firm hand on his shoulder and looked up to see Sairaorg. The older male was smiling as he squeezed in a way to give the boy reassurance.

"It's okay Issei, it'll be some time before you can reach my level. But trust me, you'll get there in no time. Your growth has been amazing and beyond anything I've ever seen. And believe me when I say, you'll be a match for me in no time."

The brunette smiled softly as he looked into his master's eyes.

"You think so Aniki?"

Sairaorg nodded. "I know so."

"...Ahem."

Both males jumped before turning to the door to see Kuisha. She had a light blush on her face as she pouted, averting her eyes.

"If you guys could save your moments for when the doors closed," she stated teasingly.

A moment of silence fell to the males and Issei and Sairaorg turned to each other. Within seconds they realized what she was implying and their eyes widened in shock.

"No wait, Kui-chi, it's not like that!" Issei said, quickly removing Sairaorg's hand.

"Yeah, it's a simple misunderstanding!" The heir agreed, stepping towards his queen.

"No no, it's fine, I'll just wait till you're done," she said quickly before shutting the door and rushing down the hall

Issei and Sairaorg stood there for a moment, silent and frozen at the quick turn of events. Kuisha had saw them in a heartfelt moment and turned it to some misunderstanding straight out of a manga. Oh how they were both unfortunate enough to be caught in the moment when they were simply building their bond as brothers and rivals.

"Issei...we shall never speak of this..." Sairaorg muttered, his hair shadowing his eyes.

Issei stood in a similar position not too far behind.

"Agreed..."

-XOXOXOXOX-

Issei was sitting in the back seat of a black car. Similar to the one he left his old home in. It was roomy and spacious like a limo but kept it all small to avoid unwanted attention.

Next to him, on both sides, Kuisha and Sairaorg sat. They looked out the windows while Issei was in his own thoughts, his eyes fixed on his hands. He had to create a dish for the entrance exam and, while he was good, he couldn't help but be nervous. This was a High-class academy and it accepted very few into it. It was only for the best of the best and Issei wasn't sure if he qualified as the best.

So what could he cook to wow the judges?

"Issei-chan, are you alright?" Kuisha asked, placing her hand over his in concern.

The brunette laughed, a bead of sweat dripping down the side of his face. "Yeah, just trying to think of what I'm going to cook."

This made Sairaorg turn and look at Issei with a serious expression he only held during training.

"Make something with apples," he said automatically.

This made Issei blink twice and Kuisha sigh. "He's not cooking with apples, Sairaorg-sama. He doesn't even know the theme yet," Kuisha replied.

"But what if it is apples?" Sairaorg answered back.

"If I know the judges, I'm sure they won't make it apples," Kuisha said dryly.

"You never know. Eventually they'll discover the true power of apples. They make any dish taste good!" Sairaorg said passionately. Looking closely there was a fire burning in his eyes, almost as large as when he gives his speeches about hard work and training.

Issei could only scoot a few inches away from his king. He couldn't get farther due to the seating arrangement. But he leaned in closer to Kuisha, only allowing her to hear him.

"What's his deal with apples? They save his life or something?" Issei asked, genuinely worried for his master's well-being. No one could be this crazy about a fruit.

Kuisha leaned back in. "No, it's a thing with his brother. His brother likes botany and Sairaorg supports him one-hundred percent despite their father's disdain for it. In turn, the thing he loves most are his brother's apples and it, in turn, caused him to be so adamant about them."

Issei just gave a sound of acknowledgement before silently straightening himself. The heir didn't notice and continued his rant about how apples were a super food. He also spoke of how his apple dishes would rule the world and how everyone will realize the true potential the fruit held. The blonde and brunette could only bide there time until they reached the school.

Fortunately, the trio soon arrived at the academy and Kuisha was quick to drag her king out of the car. By the time Issei was out, the Bael had finally finished his speech and it filled the queen and pawn with relief.

It wasn't long after that Issei was finally able to take in the school. When he looked up, to say he was blown away was an understatement. The sheer size of the academy had made his jaw drop farther than when he first arrived at the Bael Estate.

The academy was massive. It was the size of a university, no, much much bigger than that. It was the mix of a large middle school, high school, and university! It was basically all the grade levels besides grade school pact into one. Kuoh Academy had nothing on this as the private devil structure easily towered over the human-made academy.

"Welcome to Tōtsuki Academy Issei!" Sairaorg announced, loud enough for all to hear. His voice carried, easily showing just how large the academy truly was.

At the same time, the courtyard, that was currently filled with students, turned to the gates at the sudden shout. There, they saw the trio walking in and stopped whatever they were doing in order to take in the new arrivals.

As Sairaorg passed by, girls of all kind began to cheer and swoon over the strongest youth. He merely waved as girls of all years, all ages, and all sizes basically cried for him in a multitude of worships or requests.

"Kya, it's Sairaorg-sama! He's back!" One of the girls cheered. She was a pretty, human looking type of girl.

"He's been gone for a whole week. But our fruitful king has returned!" Another cheered. She was a more devilish type of girl with pointed ears, sharpened teeth, and slitted eyes.

Issei didn't pay much mind though as he couldn't believe it. No matter where he went, the guys he were with were always so popular. Was he cursed? Why didn't he have a fan club?

[Thank the Satans! Our queen Kuisha-sama has returned!] A plethora of males cheered simultaneously. It was as if they practiced it or were just gifted by sheer luck at the amount who all timed their cries perfectly.

Issei wasn't as surprised to it though. They sounded very similar to the shouts he heard from the males at Kuoh Academy. Although it was surprising not as many girls cheered as the girls at Kuoh would for Rias and Akeno. Meh, what could he do, Kuisha was a very attractive girl.

"Hm? Who's that new guy between them?" A male devil suddenly asked.

It was then, like a rain of arrows, that Issei felt everyone's eyes fall upon him. He couldn't believe his luck for this was the second school he felt the strong stares of the students from every angle, just based off of the people he found himself associating with.

Then, as if luck played a cruel joke on him his magic spiked and the Boosted Gear appeared. His shock was evident, seeing as Kuisha helped him use what little magic he had after training to seal it this morning.

Issei quickly tried to cover it up but the damage was done as a large gasp escaped from many students. He could only pray few were mad at him. After all, Raiser had warned him that breaking up the marriage of pure-bloods would anger the mass. If only he was able to stay away in the human world but fate was a cruel mistress sometimes.

"That's him, the Red Dragon Emperor!"

"It's Issei Hyoudou, the one who beat Raiser Phenix!"

"I knew I recognized him from somewhere!"

"It's the dragon. The dragon who beat the immortal bird!"

Many shouts assaulted the brunette at once. The magnitude of awe and shock people were in all came collapsing down on him as he tried to zone them out. He prepared for the worst but it seems his master and senpai thought differently.

"Well well Ise, seems you hit it off with the crowd. You're a big celebrity now," Sairaorg stated with a chuckle. Issei could only growl in response, hating how relaxed his master was in this situation.

"Issei-chan, look, you have fans," Kuisha said, alerting the boy immediately. Albeit confused, Issei shot his head up, trying to find the people the queen spoke of.

"I-Its the Red Dragon Emperor..." A female devil said with a flushed face. Once Issei made eye contact, her blush deepened and she damn near fainted from blood loss. "T-The Red Dragon Emperor, I-Issei..."

The brunette could only hope she was alright. He then continued his scan amongst the crowd, finding his next "fan".

"Anyone who could beat the immortal Phenix's must be powerful. What I'd do to have his babies," another, much older student, stated.

When Issei made eye contact, she winked at him while also playing with her large breasts. The school's uniform did little to cover it and there was a lot to show, leaving little to imagination.

Then, to up the ante, the devil girl mouthed "they're all yours" and invited him over with the slow wiggle of her finger.

The pawn had to try his hardest not to get a bloody nose. For once in his life, he was popular. His dream may have been coming to fruition sooner than he though. He had to try and contain himself as he started to make his way over to the busty devil. Only then would he exploit his true perverted nature. And claim one of the many bounties he hoped for.

But, before he could capitalize on his sudden spark of popularity, Sairaorg grabbed him with a strong arm around his neck. To Issei's ire, his king blocked him from squeezing a handful of luscious oppai. And he was not pleased at the sudden act of blue balls.

"Sorry Ise, no time to play. You have an exam to take and the sooner the better," the Bael stated as he continued on his way inside.

"Aniki, let me go! I think I was finally going to lose my virginity!" Issei cried out. "Kui-chi, help me out here!" He pleaded.

The blonde however wasn't paying attention, still waving at a few guys who were trying to show off to her with some flexes or quick tricks. "Hm, you say something Issei-chan?"

"I hate both of you..." The brunette muttered. And with that the trio entered the front doors of the academy.

Thus, Issei's first day back at school commenced.

Boom, bam, bop, bodabop. Awesomeness at it's finest. Issei gets recognition, has a small fan club, and is attending Tōtsuki Academy! Why the crossover, simply because of two certain characters I'd like to bring in. Two who could be potential members in Issei's future peerage. Guess right and I'll give you a good ole Pat on the back. Senpai is always watching his kouhai's after all.

Anywho, review and comment and whatnot. Hope you all enjoyed. Later~