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I should have listened to her at that time...

Obviously I didn't...

I became more distant towards her...

Slowly hurting her with my own ignorance...

Now I can't even apologize to her...


Chapter 10:

School life problems


''Morning guys.'' I greeted everyone casually with a smile as I stepped in the student council office.

With the exception of Saji, Tsubaki-senpai and my master, everyone else was already here doing prep work for today, all of them greeting me as I placed my backpack on a nearby chair. It was Meguri that walked near me with a curious look present on her face. ''Rather late Shi-chan. You usually arrive before the rest of us, did something happen?''

''Sorry I'm late. I'm afraid I got lost on the road of life'' I replied while scratching the back of my head. It wasn't exactly a lie per se, it just took me a while to get here since I was experimenting a little with my structural grasping. As I kept walking towards school I analysed anything that I came across, it varied from cars, light poles, and fences among many other things. It's quite the good practice, but it also has its downsides. A thing I noted down is to avoid using it on peoples clothes unless it's necessary... the things that I saw in the history of some students clothes made me want to drill a hole in my head and pour bleach in it.

It also didn't help that Archer was laughing his ass off at my suffering.

That aside, the past days have been quite hectic with my magecraft training. Sella originally thought I had large talent considering how fast I learned the spells from the card, but when it came to learning from her I was quite inept. Not that I don't understand the concepts of how to use the branches of magecraft she is currently teaching me, I'm just am a slow learner. Only yesterday she showed me how to use alchemy and change the form of a metal pipe, and she made me do the same. It was supposed to be easy on paper, just modify the frame of the pipe and turn it from a perfect straight pipe into a W-shape, nothing complicated. I don't know what went wrong, but somehow, for some God forsaken reason the pipe took a rather... obscene form.

I honestly didn't blame Sella for taking the new pipe out of my hand and started beating me with it while shouting a long list of words I couldn't quite understand, except for the occasional: 'Beast! Pervert! Deviant!'

Damn... my face hurts from remembering that. Shoving those painful memories aside, I continued my talk with the knight of the group. ''Hope I didn't worry you Meguri.''

''Hmm?'' Tomoe hummed as she suddenly covered the distance between us until there were mere inches between our faces. A shadow present over her eyes as she smiled to me, a smile that was scaring me. ''I'm sorry, I think I might have misheard what you just said, care to repeat yourself?''

I took a moment as I contemplated what she said, a sigh escaping my lips as I realized what she was pointing at. ''Will you really keep doing that face until I do as you say?''

''Yep!'' she nodded vigorously, the creepy smile still hasn't gone away.

''Fine, you win... Tomoe.'' I commented with a sigh.

''See, was it that hard?'' The group's knight chirped with a smile as she ruffled my hair as if I was some kind of dog.

Ever since the talk we had after the Kurosaiga fiasco, Tomoe has decided to help deepen our bonds as both a team but also as friends, so she instilled a rule among us, that we should call each other by our gives names. Now that may not seem like a big deal to some people, but here in Japan people make a big deal when it comes to showing proper respect, as such people usually address their friends and acquaintances by their family name or with a proper suffix, and call only good friends and people they have a deep trust in by their given names casually.

Many may find it rude to do otherwise. Letting all of that aside, I noticed that Momo was gesturing towards me. ''Shirou can you come here for a sec?''

I nodded as I walked in front of the white haired bishop, her hands and eyes seemed to be busy with her cell phone even though she called for me. ''Sure, what's the matter?''

She ruffled her hair a little with her free hand, her eyes still locked on her little gadget in her opposite hand. ''I tried looking for you on Facebook and couldn't find you.''

Well... that was something I never thought I would hear from her. ''I don't think you will find me...''

She finally stopped looking at her phone and fixed her sight on me. ''Why? Did you use a different variation of your name or something?''

A tired sigh left my mouth as looked somewhat awkward to the side. ''No, I don't have any account in the first place.''

She stared at me directly in the eyes. ''... You're joking right?''

''No.'' I answered firmly.

''So no Facebook?'' she asked again even though I just said I don't.

''No.''

''Twitter?''

''No.''

''Instagram?''

Okay, I had enough of this. ''No, and before you keep asking I don't have any account on any social media site.''

''None at all?'' she asked me with noticeable disbelief in her voice.

I sighed tiredly, this kind of stuff was really something I'm not used to. ''No, I just never found it that important so I never bothered trying to make any account.''

Even though Mitsuzuri always nagged me that I should make one, I just never really saw the benefits of having one in the first place, it also doesn't help that I always see people checking the social accounts with their phones at every free second they have like their lives depends on it. Don't want to start getting involved with a useless time consuming thing when I could use it for something more constructive, or helping someone in need.

Momo continued to stare at me before she moved her gaze towards the side, gesturing slightly towards the blue haired girl in the room. ''... Tsubasa-chan.''

''On it.'' The teams rook said with flat emotionless tone.

Seconds later she was behind me and picked me up like a mannequin, guess that's rook strength for you, much to my disdain. ''Hey! What are you doing?!''

''Shut up or I'll kick your ass.'' The slightly androgynous girl commented as she carried me to our master's desk and placed me in her seat, arranging me in it, making my chin rest on my palm.

''Now stay like that and don't move.'' Momo commented as she was holding her phone in front of me. ''Smile.''

Sighing in defeated I tried my best to smile despite how perplexing this whole situation was. I rubbed my eyes to get rid of the sting caused by her phones blitz. ''Did it come out right?''

''It works I guess.'' Reya, who just walked next to them, commented as she looked at the picture Momo just took of me. ''If he would have smiled less awkwardly it might have been better.''

After the sting in my eyes was gone I decided to see what this was all about. ''So can you now tell me what you're doing?''

''Something you will thank me later for.'' Momo commented as she kept tapping on her phone for a while before handing it to me. ''Here, write your email address and a password.''

''Why?'' I asked somewhat uncertain.

''Just humor me.'' She replied with half lidded eyes, a bored expression present on her face.

I didn't reply and just did as she said, clearly this was one of those discussions you can't win no matter what solid arguments you bring to the table, the kind that I often have with Iri which I never am able to win.

''Good. Now we go over here, work a little here, post this right here.'' Our white haired bishop kept muttering to herself as she kept buttoning her phone. ''There you go I made you a Facebook account.''

''Was all of this really necessary?'' I asked, unsure to how to feel about this whole thing, somewhat surprised that everyone else in the room gathered behind Momo. ''I think not being involved with any social media isn't such a big deal.''

She looked at me and gave me a dry stare. ''Shirou please trust me, in this day and age you do need a social media account even if you don't want one.''

I took a moment and pondered on it for a bit before I answered. ''... I still fail to see the point.''

''Look it isn't a matter of-'' She was about to comment until a bell like sound from her phone got her attention. ''Huh, would you look at that.''

''What's up guys?'' I turned around and looked at Saji who just arrived, hands waiving to us, a big grin present on his face as he casually threw his backpack on a chair.

''Morning Saji.'' I greeted him as he walked to us, a curious look forming on his face.

''What are you all rounded up like that for?'' he asked as he walked behind the group that was behind Momo, rising on the tips of his toes in an attempt to see what everyone was looking at.

''We just made Shirou a Facebook account.'' Momo explained as she gestured towards her phone.

''You didn't have one?'' My fellow pawn asked with disbelief in his voice, his eyes half closing as a sigh escaped his mouth. ''Wow, that's sad.''

I was about to comment to this but stopped as Momo began gesturing to her phone while looking at me. ''Shirou you just got a friend request.''

''From who?'' Apparently it was Ruruko who asked before I got the chance.

Our groups white haired bishop tilted her head slightly as everyone was staring at her phone, looking like she was having a hard time reading what she was seeing. ''Some lady called Irisviel von Einzbern, wow, that's a mouthful.''

It took me a couple of seconds to reboot and process what she just said, a deep sense of dread began flourishing in my stomach. ''...What?''

From what I could see, I was being ignored as everyone was focused on the picture in the phone. ''Oh my, she is so beautiful.'' Ruruko commented.

''Hey, lemme see.'' Saji said as he managed to push his head underneath Ruruko's arm, much to the said girls shock. His eyes wide and gaping at the sight he had in front of them. ''Holy shit man! She's super-hot!''

How curious... I wonder if it's normal to feel this livid when a guy my age is ogling at my mom. Unfortunately I didn't have time to ponder on this as Tsubasa was patting me on the shoulder, a shit eating grin present on her face. ''So~ who is she Shirou?''

All of the annoyance I had seemed to vanish and got replaced by a very deep feeling of awkwardness. Taking a deep breath I decided to roll with it. ''... My mom.''

It was interesting to say the least to see all of them stop starring at the phone, raise their heads and look at me with deadpan expression, all in perfect sync. The stares they were giving me made me feel like I grew a second head or something. ''What?''

It seemed Saji was the first to step up with the interrogation, an annoyed scowl present on his face. ''Okay man if you don't want us to know how you know her you can at least try a better lie.''

I shook my head in denial. ''I'm not lying, she really is my mom.''

Tsubasa for one didn't seem to buy it any more than the others. ''You expect us to believe that such a young looking woman is a mother, let alone yours?''

''Guys... I don't think he's lying.'' Reya commented as she pointed back the phone. ''Look at this picture she posted a while ago.''

My instincts that I began honing ever since I got involved with the supernatural began ringing bells in my head, making my way to see just what they were looking at. I felt my cheeks flush in embarrassment at what I was seeing. It was a picture that Iri made Liz take a while ago, it featured me and Illya being held by Iri in a tight affectionate hug, the title she put for the picture being: 'Feeling super happy with my precious children.'

Dammit! I begged Liz to erase that picture before it gets in the wrong hands! I even bribed her with a whole batch of cookies!

Tsubasa was the one to raise her head first and look at me with a bemused look. ''... So she really is your mother?''

A sigh escaped my lips as I vigorously rubbed the bridge of my nose. ''... That's what I kept telling you guys.''

They all looked at me, then back to the picture, then back to me. ''You don't look like her at all.''

Seriously, the way they all managed to speak in perfect sync made me wonder if this was all rehearsed. Brushing that thought aside I gazed to the side awkwardly as they all waited for an explanation. ''I'm adopted.''

''Oh, that makes sense now.'' They all nodded and went back starring at the pictures.

''So that means this little girl here is your sister?'' Ruruko asked curiously.

A tired reluctant nod was all I can give, since I couldn't beat them, I might as well join them and get this over with. ''Yeah, her name is Illyasviel, but everyone calls her Illya.''

''She's super cute!'' Tomoe squealed exited, a small glint present in her eyes, which for some unknown reason made feel that I should avoid letting her ever met Illya.

''Hey scroll down a little, is there a picture with his dad?'' Tsubasa asked Momo as she pushed her head closer in an attempt to get a better view. ''I'm really curious how the guy who married such a beauty looks like.''

''Let's see...'' Momo kept scrolling down on the page, my eyes getting glimpses of some of the pictures Iri had posted, a lot of them were from her business trips all over the world, others with her and Illya, even a few with her, Liz and Sella. The white haired bishop stopped as she found the picture she was looking for, her eyes widening slightly as a complex stare adorned her face. ''... There is one, but I'm not sure if I should show you this one.''

''Just what could it be so weird in it?'' Saji asked curiously as he crossed his arms under his chest.

Momo didn't reply and simply showed the picture she found. It was a close up with my dad and Iri, the latter giving a back hug to the man that raised me all while she used her fingers to push the corners of his mouth upwards in an attempt to make him smile. It might have worked if my dad didn't have a somewhat dead eyes stare. The picture once again had a title: 'Putting a big smile on my mister Grumpy Cat.'

I honestly wasn't too surprised that Saji's face fell and his eyes half closed. ''... I take it back, that right there looks weird as hell.''

What did surprise me on the other hand was Tomoe breaking down in a powerful laughter. ''She is right! He does look like that weird cat!''

''I think they look cute together.'' Reya commented softly, her respectful personality probably didn't allow her to laugh the way that Tomoe was, but she still seemed to have a hard time suppressing her chuckle.

Tsubasa grinned at me with an amused smirk and half closed eyes, patting me on the back in a brotherly manner. ''Must be interesting living with a mom like that.''

A growl escaped my lips as my hand covered my face in an attempt to hide it from the world. ''... Leave me alone.''

Perhaps it wasn't a good idea when dad taught Iri how to use a laptop... scratch that, the nightmare began when she was taught about the existence of the internet.

''Good morning.'' The new voice got my attention, turning around to see my master and Tsubaki-senpai just stepping in the room.

''Morning Kaichou, Tsubaki-senpai.'' I greeted them both as I walked to a nearby seat, everyone else following suit as they knew as I do that our master doesn't like us goofing around in her office, especially her desk. After a minute or so of us getting back to our seats and a small briefing about what we each have to today, our master decided to give us a few minutes before we started our council duties.

''Ready for a new day of work?'' Tsubasa asked our groups sometimes hyperactive knight.

''You bet!'' Tomoe nodded vigorously in response, giving the blue haired girl a thumbs up.

''It's good to see you're in good spirits Tomoe.'' Tsubaki-senpai offered a small smile in response to our knight's rather contagious personality. ''If all of us had the same type of energy you have, we probably would run out of work to do.''

''I wouldn't worry about that aspect Tsubaki, after all we do have someone who gives us more extra work at unreasonable hours.'' Sona commented as she threw one of her glowing glasses glare towards me.

Ouch, that felt like an arrow that stabbed through me. I guess she is still a bit pissed about the whole spider stray devil fiasco I got caught a couple of days ago. Apparently she was still half asleep when she answered my call and was similarly half asleep when she teleported to where I was. She didn't even change out of her sleeping clothes... I never thought a girl her age wears Hello Kitty pajamas.

When I explained what happened to me she just stared at me for minute with half asleep eyes. She then turned around and walked to the nearest tree and started hitting her head against it. Needless to say, the events of that night are better to never be brought up again.

''Actually before we get to work, is anyone in the mood for something sweet?'' We all turned around and looked at my master who waved her hand upwards and a magic circle began teleporting something. ''I made a cake.''

Without a second to spare Saji jumped from his seat all excited like a child on Christmas. ''Cake made by Kaichou! Sign me up!''

While I never had much of a sweet tooth to begin with, a slice of cake did sound good at the time. I wanted to ask if anyone else wants me to bring them a slice but stopped as I saw the pale and terrified looks on every reincarnated devil in the room. I looked over to our queen who seemed to have the sickest looking face out of the whole group. ''Is something wrong Tsubaki-senpai? Everyone looks somewhat disturbed.''

She moved her eyes slowly and looked into my own, unadulterated seriousness coated with fear present in them as she slowly began. ''... Swallow, don't chew or taste, that's all I can tell you.''

Her cryptic message put me on the edge, mentally preparing myself for what may come as I walked towards my masters desk and gazed on the piece of confectionery goods she made, honestly surprised by what I saw.

''Wow! This looks amazing!'' Saji remarked as he walked next to me, which I had to agree with, the cake looked amazing, easily passing off as one from a cooking book or a magazine.

''... Yeah, it does.'' I admitted as I took a slice.

Both me and Saji each took a fork and picked a piece of the cake. The very moment the piece of sweet treat brushed against my lips a sense of pure dread invaded my body in an attempt to warn me about what was about to happen.

It was already too late, I already tasted it.

It felt like I had a grenade shoved in my mouth and somebody decided to suddenly pull the pin. In less than a second an explosion various different flavors savagely melded together in my mouth, sending shrapnel's of horrible after tastes on every inch of my tongue. Something was cold and hot, bitter and salty, texture was rough and crunchy, the cream was solid for a second then it liquefied and then solid again. As I swallowed, it felt like it was forcefully dragged down my throat, trying to claw its way back.

It felt like my body was a tuning fork and the moment I tasted it someone violently hit me, causing me to vibrate uncontrollably. My eyes stung as they resisted the urge to cry, cold bullets of sweat running down my back, my gag reflex trying its best not to act up.

Well… I can say without a doubt in my heart that this is the worst cake I ever ate, no scratch that, this is the worst thing I ate EVER!

''By Zelretchs unholy beard! How in Gaia and Alaya's name is it possible to make something look okay and taste so bad?!'' To my surprised it seems I wasn't the only one who was suffering from this failed attempt of a cake.

''How the hell do you know how it taste since I'm the one who tried it?!''

''No clue! The only explanation I can think of is that it's so bad that it transcends spiritual boundaries and reaches all the way here.'' he uncharacteristically shouted in both anger and exhaustion, similar to a certain Scottish chef from TV. A pained croak resonated in my mind, gasping desperately for air. ''D-Damn... it's making me feel light headed... Shit, this stuff could even take out one of Heracles lives... What are all those weird colors?... Why does it feel like the day after tomorrow was yesterday?... I'm g-gonna-''

...

Huh... so this cake can make Archer shut up... if it wasn't so repulsing that it made me want to eat a blazing charcoal to kill my taste in an attempt to spare them of further suffering, I might have considered getting the recipe just to make him shut up.

''Saji-senpai!'' Ruruko's desperate shout managed to break me out of this cake induced trip. Looking to my left I finally saw the state my fellow pawn was in. If the cake was slowly torturing me at both a physical and metal level, Saji seemed to be spared somewhat as the cake made him faint on the spot, eyes rolled up and white foam pouring out of his mouth.

Trying to recover myself from the cake that made my mouth feel like it was nuked, I looked around and saw my master looking at me with large uncertain eyes. ''Does it taste bad?''

Okay… either the cake is causing me to hallucinate or my master is really concerned about what we think about her cake. As a person who enjoys cooking I always appreciated when people tried my cooking and said it was good, but I also appreciated when someone pointed out something I did wrong or could have done in order to make the food I made even better. Constructive criticism as Sella put it.

So growing up with such a view on cooking I myself developed a small critical side, just a few advice's or suggestions, nothing too serious that may make look like I'm trying to a jerk. However, in this case I have to lower my restraints in order to prevent any more victims in the nearby future. ''With all the respect that I have for you as my master, I can't tell a lie when it comes to cooking. This cake has to be the worst thing I ever tasted.''

''Oh...'' She muttered slowly in a defeated tone, small glints of tears forming in her eyes as she disappointed looked at me. ''… Is it really that bad?''

I took a moment and pinched my leg to see if I was hallucinating by any chance. Sadly I wasn't. Shit… I wasn't expecting that Sona Sitri, the girl known as the Ice queen of the student council would be this affected from a damn cake!

Before I could even try to repair what I said, my breath was cut off. Looking up I saw Tsubasa holding my head in a vice lock, an annoyed scowl present on her tomboyish face. ''Dammit Shirou! Be more considerate towards her feelings!''

After I struggled for a little I managed to loosen her grip enough for me to breathe, also reply to her with a serious tone. ''I-I think it's worse to lie to her.''

It seemed that my master picked on what I was implying, looking at her peerage, her very own comrades in arms with a betrayed look. ''Wait, you all tried my cakes and said that they were good... were those all lies?''

Everyone flinched at this as she was right on, no one daring to look her in the eyes out of shame. Salvation however came from our queen as she stepped up and placed a hand on our master's shoulder, looking her dead in the eyes. ''... Sona you're like the sister I never had but he is right, your cakes are horrible. I never spoke up before because I didn't want to hurt your feelings.''

''Same here.'' Everyone present agreed, visibly ashamed by this.

Our master stared at them for a few moments, appearing to ponder on what has happened, her head dropping in defeat. ''... Now I feel bad that I always made you eat them.''

Now that I managed to escape Tsubasa's head lock, I walked next to my master and placed a firm hand on her shoulder, giving her a reassuring look when she looked at me. ''Look master I'm not trying to be a jerk, but the flavor combinations you used just don't work together.''

Her eyes were locked on my own, carefully listening to me as I went on. ''I am not by any means an expert on sweets, but I know my way with them, so if you want to learn how to properly make a cake I'm can always make time and teach you what I know.''

There was a deep silence in the room, no one daring to speak up before out master did, her violet eyes staring into my own, lips curling all too slightly into a small smile. ''... I would like that.''

Giving her a nod in agreement I turned back to the others only to stare at the collection of relieved expressions each of them were displaying. The most surprising one I found was of the groups little pawn, who was actually crying. ''Is something wrong Ruruko?''

The mentioned girl shook her head as she whipped her tears away. ''You don't know how long we wanted to tell her that, but none of us had the courage to do it. Now we're free of the cake hell, thanks a lot Shirou-senpai.''

Huh... now that I think about it they have all been devils longer than me, Tsubaki-senpai probably the longest out of all of us. Ohh... it seems their initial reactions when they heard the word cake was justified if all the cakes our master has made up until now are on the same level of nastiness. I can't help but feel pity for them.

Scratching the back of my head I noticed the time on my watch and realized that I still have stuff to do. Looking at the person on the floor I couldn't help but sigh. ''Well it seems like Saji will be out for the count...'' ''

Taking the list from the desk I made my way to the door. ''I guess I will have to check the clubs by myself.''

''Don't be ridiculous Shirou, there are far too many clubs just for one person to verify.'' My master, who apparently reverted to her usual professional and strict demeanor, commented just as I was about to touch the doorknob.

Waving my hand to them, I offered them a reassuring smile. ''It no big deal, I can handle it.''

She didn't seem to agree with me as she rearranged her glasses and gave me a cold glare. ''Shirou I admit I can be demanding when it comes to our duties, but I don't want to overwork people when I can do otherwise.''

I sighed in defeat as I knew that this was one of those discussion I couldn't win and simply stared at her. She cupped her chin with her hand as looked around the people in the room, her eyes stopping on our two bishops. ''Reya, Momo would you mind helping him out?''

The white haired bishop gave her a thumbs up in response. ''No problem!''

''Same here.'' Reya nodded gently with a smile on her face.

Our master's sight was now focused on me. ''There you go. Be sure to note down any complains, requests or suggestions that the club presidents have.''

''Noted.''

''Was that a pun?'' She asked with a bemused smile.

''Not intentionally.'' I sighed as I walked out of the room.


''Well look who it is.'' If her sly smile was any indication, Mitsuzuri was in a good mood. ''Did you start missing me and decided to give me a visit?''

''Real funny Mitsuzuri.'' I rolled my eyes as I walked in the archery club. After a little debating, Reya suggested that we split up and each cover a certain number of clubs so we save time. That being said my first stop on the list was the very club I used to be part of during my freshman year. ''I'm here for club inspection.''

My former rival in archery gave me an acknowledging nod as she led me inside. ''You don't say. So what's this inspection all about?''

As we got near the archery rage we took a seat on some open chairs. ''It's mostly checking if everything is in proper conditions. Stuff like the budget and the equipment condition.''

She nodded slightly as she crossed her arms under her chest. ''Our budget could be a little more consistent, but considering the number of clubs we have, I don't think that would happen.''

I couldn't help but agree with her, at the start of each semester the overall club budgets are divided among the schools club in a most equal manner possible so there aren't any complains about favoritism. As much as I would like to help them get a budget increase it would cause more trouble than good. ''Sorry, I would do something if I can, but i my hands are tied.''

She waved her hand as she leaned her back on the chair, her hair hanging in the air. ''No biggie. Budget aside, our equipment has been showing signs of degradation and that could turn out to be a problem, it also doesn't help that the first years don't take proper care of it when they use it.''

Should a mirror been placed in front of me, I would probably see the reflection of a small glint in my eyes. ''If that's all that you need I can repair and maintain anything that needs it.''

''Oh right, you used to do stuff like that when you were part of the club didn't you?'' She leaned back up and looked at me with a closed eye. ''It's been a while, and there's quite an amount that needs checking, do you think you can managed all the equipment?''

With the risk of sounding arrogant, ever since I started practicing my structural grasping with electronic appliances and mechanical objects I became quite the master maintenance/repair man. Because I could see the history of an object, I can see the initial state the said object was in before it started having problems, that way I can identify the source of the problem instantly and know what I can do to fix it, but that was something I wasn't going to tell Mitsuzuri, so instead I gave her a smile. ''I won't know until I try.''

My oldest friend looked at me with uncertain eyes before she started chuckling. ''It's good to see that goofy face of yours. Feels like years since I last saw it.''

I tilted my head confused by her statement. ''Why do you say that?''

She put her elbow on the counter next to her chair and rested her chin on her palm. ''Well you know, ever since you joined the council we barely talk anymore. Stuff like this makes a girl think you don't want to talk to her anymore.''

Of all the things she could have been referring to I wasn't expecting this, it sure made me feel awkward, my hand scratching the back of my head as I looked to the side, feeling a bit bad that I can't tell her the truth, about how I ended up in this whole supernatural fiasco, but if I did that she would probably think I'm crazy, but most of all it can put her in danger. ''It's not like I've been avoiding you, just had a lot of stuff going on lately.''

A tired sigh escaped her lips as she looked at me with half-closed eyes. ''I can understand that, but it wouldn't hurt to give a call and chat a little.''

When she puts it like that... I guess she is right. We never talked that much outside of school before I became a devil, but we would always chat in breaks and on our way back home. Joining the student council took over that time we had so we really haven't talked that much recently.

''You should try to look at things from another person's perspective Emiya.'' Her tone softened together with her eyes as they stared into mine, her brown orbs appearing sad even though she was smiling. ''Not saying you're doing anything bad intentionally, but sometimes you can hurt people by ignoring them.''

I looked to the ground for a couple of seconds, have I really been ignoring her and by an extension hurt her... no, this wrong, I never wanted to hurt her in any way. Looking back at her I saw her smile at me with closed eyes. ''Who knows, one day you may leave a hole in my chest with the way you're acting sometimes.''

Those words... I didn't like them one bit. My right hand tightening on reflex as I stared Mitsuzuri in the eyes. ''... I would never hurt you.''

A soft chuckle escaped her lips as leaned her head to side. ''I know... so just try talking to me sometimes.''

''I'll try... '' was all I could say at the moment. I never was really good with social activity so this might be a bit of a challenge. No, I have to take the proverbial bull by the horns and be proactive. That being said... what should we talk about?

It's usually Mitsuzuri who started the conversations between us and I followed suit. Thinking about it for a bit I failed to find any interesting topic to talk about. With a sigh I decided to roll with the first thing that came to my mind. ''Say Mitsuzuri, did you know that people think we're a couple?''

''Hmm?'' The moment I saw her raise an eyebrow at my question was the very same moment I realized what I just said and wanted to punch myself in the face.

Watching her sit and expect me to continue I decided to screw it and go on, more careful this time with what I'm saying. ''Yeah Saji told me that he thought we're a couple, only for the other members of the council to point out that the whole school believes that. Can you believe that?''

Her face wasn't one of her usual amused smiles, but an honest confused one. ''What are you talking about Emiya, we've been a couple ever since we started high school.''

I took deep breath and waited for about five seconds, then another five. Nope, I couldn't keep together and lost my calm. ''What?! When?! How?!''

She didn't answer and just looked at me, the corners of her mouths trembling as she suddenly exploded into an uncontrolled laughter, holding her sides with her arms. ''Man you should have seen the look on your face, it was priceless.''

This must have been first time my right eye twitched this hard, the girl in front of me was clearly taking pleasure in my inability to cope with this kind of situations. With a final muffled laugh she whipped the tears from eyes and straightened herself. ''Really Emiya! You need to learn and just take it easy, not everything is meant to be taken serious.''

I didn't say anything, while it's good to see her laugh and be happy it is a bit annoying that is resulted from making fun of me. ''Also regarding that rumor, it never really bothered me. I found it funny actually.''

While her smirk was telling me there was more to it, I decided to let it go. ''Well since you're ok with it I guess its fine.''

Her smirk seemed to slowly change into a gentle smile as she rubbed her arm and looked to the side. ''Who knows, maybe one day they won't just be rumors.''

I wanted to ask what she meant by that but stopped as I saw a familiar white haired girl at the clubs entrance. ''Hey Shirou! I'm done with the shogi club, I'm waiting for you outside.''

''I'll be right there Momo.'' I replied loudly so she could hear me.

''First name basis already?'' Mitsuzuri commented as she looked at the bishop leave. A sly smile formed on her lips as she narrowed her eyes at me. ''I guess your bonding with the council girls faster than I thought.''

''Not really, Tomoe is insisting we try to deepen our bonds so she insisted we call each other by our given names.'' I explained as I checked my watch, noticing that I hanged around here more then I should.

''Sounds difficult.'' Mitsuzuri chuckled lightly.

I simply shrugged my shoulders. ''Pretty much, she gives us this really nasty stare when we don't do it so we pretty much have to get used to it.''

''Ouch, well good luck with that.'' She tapped me on the shoulder in a friendly manned, her eyes faltering and looking to the side. ''Although… it must feel nice to get called by your given name, it shows that the person saying it cares about you.''

Her reaction was certainly not one I saw from before, but it didn't seem very important to I decided to let it pass.

''Well... I still have clubs to check so I'll see you later.'' As I slowly made my way to the door I could hear her sigh in disappointment, which further confused me. Stopping in my tracks for a second I tried to really think about it for a second only to gain the urge to hit myself at my own ignorance. The two of us had known each other since middle school and yet I never really called her by her given name. When you think about it for a second it's weird to see a friend call people he knows for a short time by their given names while he still calls you by your family name. This could be interpreted like I don't consider her more of a friend than the others and she might be sadden by this.

With all of that in my mind I turned around and gave her a smile. ''Take care... Ayako.''

It was for a moment that she appeared stunned, unsure if what she just heard was real, but it lasted shortly. Her face immediately morphing into a bright smile. ''You too... Shirou.''

Huh... I never noticed before how pretty she is when she smiles like that.


''So how were the clubs you checked?'' I asked Momo as we walked through the campus.

She placed a finger on her lower lip as she looked to sky, a humming sound coming from her. ''Okay I guess, there weren't any budget problems nor were there any equipment ones. Though Kayaba the game development president is a bit of an eccentric guy to say the least. He kept going on and on about all kinds of complicated technical stuff and how he is currently developing the foundations for the first virtual reality MMORPG world. Whatever that hell that means anyway.''

''You don't say...'' I muttered as the idea of virtual reality kept playing in my head. The idea of creating a whole world is breath taking even if it's a fake one, almost like magic. Wait... magic is real... so I wonder if its possible to create a literal world by using magic?

Now that would be hax and broken on so many levels... hope I never have to deal with someone with that kind of power.

''Kyahh!'' the sudden influx of excited screams got my attention and made me look towards the source.

''It's Kiba-kun!''

''OMG! He just looked at me!''

''In your dreams! He was obviously looking at me!''

''And here I thought it was getting awfully quiet around here.'' I commented as I tried ignoring all the girls going full fan mode towards our academies own Prince Charming. After looking at him for a moment he seemed to take notice of me and offered me a smile. ''Hmm, I think he is coming towards us.''

''Shirou! Quick!'' The sudden shouting of Momo put me on the edge, mentally preparing myself for an incoming enemy, only to stop when the white haired bishop grabbed my head and turned me towards her. ''How does my hair look!?''

All the battle mentality went down the drain, it was quickly replaced by confusion as I stared at Momo. My mouth working on autopilot. ''F-Fine?''

She let go of my head and backup a little, turning back and forth in front me as she gestured to her clothes. ''Is my uniform wrinkled?!''

After a quick and awkward check I shook my head. ''No.''

Once again she invaded my personal space and pulled my face close to hers. ''Is my make-up all right?!''

I couldn't help but sweat drop at this. ''You're not wearing any make-up.''

She let go of me and kicked the ground in frustration. ''Dammit! I rushed to school and didn't had time to put any on!''

To say that I was confused by her behavior would had been an understatement. Coughing in my hand I asked. ''Is everything alright?''

She instantly turned around and threw me a harsh glare. ''Of course it isn't! Kiba-kun is seconds away and I don't look my best and I-'' She froze and dropped any sign of indignation and tension in the favor of a bright smile. ''O-Oh, good morning Kiba-kun.''

Turning myself around I saw the academies most popular male arrive in front of us.

''Morning Hanakai-san.'' He greeted the girl next to me with what many women would consider a sparkling smile. Now that he was up close I got a better look at him, and even I, a fellow male can admit that he is quite handsome. Immaculately cut short blonde hair adorned upon a charming face, not overly masculine, but with a certain amount of softness to it. Piercing grey eyes complemented by a small mole under his left eye. The overall demeanor he had was a warm and friendly one. ''Working hard as always?''

Glancing to the side I noticed that Momo was acting rather skittish, fumbling her fingers all while her cheeks were getting covered in a vibrant red. ''O-Oh just a few things here and there.''

The blonde's eyes changed his focus from Momo to me. ''A good morning to you too Emiya-san.''

My eyes widened all too slightly as I stared at him. ''You know me?''

''Of course, my master keeps tabs on all our students that are involved in the supernatural.'' He explained as he pointed out to the occult research club, a sly smile forming on his lips. ''But on a personal level, it would be odd not to know of Kuoh's Brownie.''

A sigh escaped my lips I rubbed the back of my head. ''Yeah... I really don't know who came up with that nickname.''

Kiba-san waved his hand gently and offered me a reassuring smile. ''It doesn't sound as bad as you think, I personally think it has a cute ring to it.''

''If you say so... anyway I know we are from different houses so to say, but let's get along.'' Although I found it a bit off to hear a guy call something like that cute, he seems like an overall nice guy so I stretched my hand offered a friendly handshake.

''Likewise.'' His smile increased as he accepted my handshake. ''Oh I wouldn't worry, our masters are old friends so the worst that could happen is get dragged down in one of their rivalry competitions.''

His eyes looked at our still touching hands and gave a small nod. ''I see, a fellow swordsman.''

As simple and easy going his comment was, I couldn't help but get confused by it. ''How can you tell?''

He used his hand to turn my palm upwards, gesturing to it. ''The skin on your palm, I can tell from it that you frequently do sword training. Judging by how it feels you are fairly new to it, but getting a steady understanding on how to wield the blade.''

I could only stare in amazement at the devil in front of me. ''Wow... that's awfully precise.''

''When you practice swordsmanship from a young age you tend to learn stuff like this.'' He laughed it off as he let go of my hand, raising his palms to show the worked skin on them, much more noticeable than my own. ''If I'm not too direct, would you mind telling me what kind of sword you use?''

For a moment I pondered if I should tell him or not, a part of me was considering that keeping your weapons secret is a proper action, but I decided to show a little kinship and satisfy his curiosity. ''I mostly rely on Chinese falchions, dual style, but I can manage with other types of swords from what I observed.''

He cupped his chin with his hand and hummed lightly. ''Chinese falchions you say, a rather exotic choice. I mostly go with European swords.''

I simply shrugged my shoulders. ''As long as you can win with them the place they originate from is irrelevant in my opinion.''

''A fair point.'' He admitted as he let go of his chin. ''By the way, my master didn't mention what piece you were reincarnated as, are you also a knight?''

Although I felt a little bad not being up to his expectation I shook my head as I answered. ''Sorry to disappoint you, but I'm a pawn.''

''A shame, it would have been refreshing to have a fellow male knight around, but I guess beggars can't be choosers.'' He checked his watch for a moment before he let out a small sigh. ''Sorry, but it seems I'm running a bit late. Well, I'll see you two on some other occasion, maybe we could spar some time Emiya-san.''

''That doesn't sound so bad.'' I admitted as I watched him walk away.

''Bye.'' He waved and smiled as he left.

After looking at him walk away I couldn't help but be a little intrigued. I guess I've been spending too much time near Saji as I mentally was staring to think all male devils are like him. I know it's a stupid way if thinking, but he is the only male devil I know... or that was until now I guess. ''That was the first I talked to him now that I think about it, he seems like a nice guy. What do you think Momo?''

When I turned around to look at I almost bit my tongue from the intense glare she was directing towards me, a dark aura present around her. ''Oh, how should I know since someone, I won't say who, was hogging him all to himself and didn't give others a chance to talk.''

Okay... just what was that all about?

Normally she is always in a good mood, this being the first time I saw her really pissed at something.

''Are you for real now? You mean you didn't notice it?'' Archer's sudden intervention got my attention.

Notice what?

''You saw how she started panicking when the guy walked towards her, how she was fidgeting and was stuttering when she was talking to him, the way her cheeks were beet red when he smiled at her, the scowl and visible annoyance when she didn't get to talk to the guy. What does all of that mean to you?''

...Is she sick?

''... I'm not sure who is more stupid in this conversation, you for not getting it or me for trying to get it through that thick skull of yours.'' If the exaggerated sigh was any indication he was clearly not enjoying this talk. ''Fine I'll spell it out for you. The girl has a crush on that guy, and I mean a really big one.''

Are you sure that's it? Maybe she is a little shy around other boys.

''Why don't you just ask her, I'm sure she would be just thrilled to answer.'' The tone of his voice was rather annoying but there seemed to be some merit in his idea.

''Hmm... Eh, why not.''

''Wait, what?'' I ignored the sudden shock in his voice and proceeded forward.

''Say Momo, do you like Kiba-san by any chance?'' I asked the white haired bishop who was still pouting.

''I was being sarcastic you damn moron! You don't just ask a girl stuff like that out of the blue! There's no way she is will answer a question like that!''

''Eh?!'' Momo choked on air as her face turned red like a tomato, blue eyes turning awkwardly to the side to avoid mine. ''I-Is it that obvious?''

Before I could reply I stopped as I heard the sound of a palm hitting something. ''... Okay that does it. I'm going to take a nap and get rid of this migraine.''

Ignoring Archers complaints I focused on the girl in front of me. ''So... I'm right, you like him.''

''I guess.'' She admitted in a bashful tone. ''I always found him handsome and attractive, but never talked to him. It was after I became a devil that the two of us started to talk, from devil related stuff to small talk and it all just made me like him even more. The way he smiles and talks just makes my heart skip a beat and I just want to scream.''

Well it seems she is head over heel for him as the old saying goes, but this raises an interesting question. ''Have you tried asking him out?''

Her head turned around in a flash, eyes wide open from shock. ''Are you joking!? There's no way he will we go out with a girl like me.''

''Why would you say that?'' I asked confused to why she would say that.

A sigh escaped her lips as she pressed her finger against her forehead. ''The guy gets like a love declaration every day and he always kindly refuses each and every one of them, many of those girls being far more beautiful and attractive than me.''

To see her have such low esteem about herself wasn't something pleasant to look at. She may not be the most gorgeous girl I ever met, but she is quite beautiful, but if looks won't do the trick, then maybe her personality will. ''Isn't that thinking a bit shallow?''

She tilted her head confused as she stared in my eyes. ''What do you mean?''

''Well, I literally have zero experience when it comes to stuff like this, but perhaps he is looking for more than just looks in a girl?'' I tried elaborating, trying to look at things for a technical perspective. ''Maybe he would prefer a girl he gets along with rather than a girl who is all looks but he barely knows anything about.''

I took a moment and pointed to the groups of girls in the vicinity who still had star struck expressions from when Kiba-san passed. ''So, I think that you may have a higher chance than most of those girls who don't get to know the guy first before confessing.''

Awkward silence.

That was all I was receiving from the white haired girl in front of me as she stared at me as if I had grown a pair of metal wings or something. After about a minute of such reaction she finally made a new action, which was slapping her hands on her cheeks, rather strong might I add.

''Holy shit, you're right...'' She muttered as she was slowly reverting back from her stunned form. I could have sworn I saw flames burning in her eyes as she raised her fist to the sky and declared resolute. ''All right! I'll do it!''

Next thing I knew she was gone, only a cloud of dust left where she stood. Before I could even open my mouth to say anything she instantly run back to me and placed her hands on my shoulders, showing me her bright smile. ''Thanks a lot Shirou! I tell you later how it went!''

And like that she ran off again… I could only stare in amazement. Scratching the back of my head, I couldn't help but comment. ''Huh... guess those soap operas Iri made me watch with her weren't a total waste of time.''

''That was awfully sweet of you Shirou.''

I turned around and gazed at the person behind me, her braids waving slowly in the gentle wind breeze. ''You think so Reya?''

The team's second bishop offered me a kind smile in response. ''Why yes, most of the boys here would do the opposite and try to convince a girl to give up on Kiba-kun and be there to console her, thinking they might have a chance with her.''

I couldn't help but cringe a little at this. ''Seriously? I know some of the guys here are rather jealous of guys like Kiba-san, but would they really try to take advantage of girls like that?''

''I admit it doesn't sound too nice, but I've seen it happen quite often.'' She let out a small sigh as she walked next to me, one of her braids brushing against my shoulder. ''That's why I'm happy you were encouraging Momo like that.''

Seeing her smile like certainly made me a bit odd. ''I only did what I thought was the right choice.''

She closed her eyes and let out a small chuckle. ''I still think its sweet.''

As I stared at her I couldn't help but feel somewhat at ease. ''You really care for her don't you?''

''Yeah, we got recruited around the same time and consumed the same pieces, so we always tried to work together and get along.'' She explained as we both began walking. ''Time went by and we became best of friends. She has this habit of keeping what bothers her to herself and tries to solve them by herself, but she is a good person and I want to see her happy.''

It was weird to say the least… I guess this is what empathizing with someone feels like. My eyes closed for a few seconds before a small smile formed on my lips. ''You're a good friend Reya.''

''Thank you.'' Her smile increased as her checks turned slightly red. ''Where are you off to now?''

A bit weird she was asking me now considering that she's been walking with me the entire time, but I decided to not comment at it. ''The kendo club.''

She raised her hand and pointed to herself. ''Mind if I tag along?''

I nodded with a smile. ''Be my guest.''


''So is there anything else that needs our attention?'' I asked the captain of the kendo club as I finished noting down the main problems. Some of which consisted of getting approval to place an electrified fence around the locker rooms. As to why they would even think of making such a ridiculous request was not my place to ask.

Murayama the captain of the kendo club cupped her chin as she began wondering what else needs to be addressed. ''Well some of our members have been complaining that some of our equipment have been deteriorating. Also our heater has been barely working.''

The one who stepped into the discussion was the vice-captain of the club, Katase if I'm not mistaken. ''I know budget is a bit tight, but we won't be able to use our equipment for long before it gives up and we are left without any proper equipment.''

Those were valid points they had, while its true a club can't really function without a budget, it would be the same if a club such as the kendo club lacked equipment. Before I could give some proper explanation it seemed that Reya beat me to the bush and apologized instead. ''I'm sorry, but we can't do anything about new equipment. It's as you said, budget is restricted and if we gave you more than other clubs, people might not take it well and say we are doing favoritism for the kendo club.''

Both of the kendo practitioners nodded in defeat, their eyes staring in at the floor. ''... I see.''

Seeing them look down like that didn't feel right with me so I stepped in with a solution. ''I might have an alternative.''

Both girls lifted their heads and look curiously at me, Murayama speaking for them. ''Such as?''

''I can repair your equipment. It might not be as good as new, but it would be good enough to last until the school renews it along the equipment for the other clubs.''

''That's actually a good idea.'' Katasa nodded hopefully, only for a uncertain look to form on her face. ''But there's quite a bit of equipment that needs maintenance. Are you sure you are fine with it, won't it be too much to handle?''

I nodded as I gave them a small thumbs up. ''Its fine. Even if it's a bit of work to do, if I can help someone in need it's worth it.''

The two girls appeared unsure of what to say, the two of the turning and looking at each other for a moment before giving a nod. ''If you're okay with it, I guess its fine.''

Just as I was about to ask until when they need the equipment repaired, a collective scream of young girls echoed throw the halls of the kendo club.

Imagining that something serious has happened I was about to dash and check it out, only to be stopped by Reya who had half closed eyes and a disappointed expression on her face. I didn't get to ask why she stopped me as she simply pointed to the two kendo girls behind me. When I looked at them I couldn't help but take an involuntary step backwards.

The bodies of the two girls were now emanating a dark sinister aura, their eyes glinting in an unholy light as they both grabbed their shinai and made their way outside. For some unknown reason this scene felt unusually familiar, making me think about tigers of all things.

''Those fuckers again!'' Katase muttered under her breath as she caressed the end of her weapon.

Murayama turned around and offered us a gentle smile which was completely out of place considering the bloodthirsty look in her eyes. ''Excuse us, but we have some teeth to break.''

Staring was the only thing could do in such a situation. Far too scared to ask what's going on. On a serious note though… I can fight supernatural beings without as much as blinking and yet women that shouldn't be able to harm me in battle always find a way to scare me.

''Should we check it out?'' Reya asked, clearly uncertain of what to do.

I just rolled my eyes and looked dryly at her. ''Would you just sit and ignore those pain filled screams?''

''…You make a good point.''


After walking for about a minute or so we made our way outside the kendo club right to the source of trouble, which was pretty easy to find if you take in account the screams. When we arrived to the source of the mayhem we walked on the entire kendo beating up three boys from our school, all three tied together.

''This is all your fault!'' The one with brown hair cried towards his fellow prisoners.

''Shit! Not in the face! Not in the face!'' The one with the shaved head begged the aggressors in vain.

''Mercy!'' The one with glassed screamed in agony.

After getting a better look at them I started speculating why they were getting the living shit out of them. They were the infamous Perverted trio of Kuoh's Academy. From left to right, the one with glasses is Motohama, otherwise known as the Perverted Glasses, next to him is Matsuda, otherwise known as the Perverted Baldy, and last but not least the one with brown hair is Issei Hyoudou, the most famous of the three known for openly stating his dream of wanting a harem.

All three of them are known throughout the campus as the most perverted male students enrolled at the moment, all three of them having quite the history with getting caught peeking on fellow female students.

While I don't have a thing against being a pervert, I wish they can keep it in their pants. Most guys from what I observed have certain preferences and fetishes when it comes to the opposite sex, but they mostly keep it to themselves and might bring it up to ones of their guy talks, when there aren't any women around. Saji for one does stuff like this with me when the girls of the council aren't around, always going 'Hey Emiya! Check the legs on that girl over there!' or 'Shit Emiya! Did you see the bazoongas on that chick?!'' and other stuff that might be interpreted as sexual harassment.

These three however are too outspoken when it comes to stuff like that and would probably list off their favorite gravure idols and adult actresses in alphabetical order if someone asked them. Which, from what I noticed seems to creep out women quite strongly.

How lucky I am to be in a different class then these guys are in.

While I know I'm just running in circles, I decided to step in. ''Why are you beating them up?''

''We caught them peeking at us! Again!'' The kendo club all shouted in union.

Huh… Was it Wednesday already?

With a tired sigh I rubbed the back of my head and pointed towards the tied up boys. ''So you decided to beat them up?''

Many of the girls scoffed at that, one of them pressing her shinai against Hyoudou's throat. ''What else can we do since these pigs keep peeking on us?!''

I narrowed my eyes at them, a small scowl forming on my face. ''Has doing that had any result?''

Some of them flinched at me, others tried standing up to me. ''W-Well not really, but you can't just except us to just sit and let-''

I cut her off instantly with another remark. ''Aren't you just getting rid of your anger on them?''

''I-It's not that, we are just-''

Raising my hand and pointing my finger to some of the girls in the ground, I further narrowed my eyes. ''Then what were those slight smiles and glints in your eyes when you were bashing your shinai's in them?''

''Dammit I told you to stop smiling when you-'' Katase seemed to reprimand her fellow kendo practitioners, only to pale as she realized she was the one that just screwed up. ''... Shit.''

''I rest my case.'' I commented as I made my way towards the tied up boys, kneeling next to them as I threw the girls a concerned look. ''Anyway beating them won't really do much good. There are alternative ways to convince a person to change his ways.''

Murayama for one didn't seem that convinced if the way she crossed her arms and narrowed her eyes at me was any indication. ''Such as?''

After taking a second to consider my options even, if I did offer some logical and practical answer I'm fairly sure it won't quell the anger these girls have for the three perverts next to me. With that in mind I tried finding a way to make them back down peacefully. The only thing I could come up with at the moment was to emulate the look my master does when Saji and I dun goofed.

A second passed as I let her particular look form on my face, the girls around me flinching on spot. ''I'm not sure at the moment, but I will inform our competent president. I'm sure we can all agree that she can be very inventive when it comes to dealing punishments towards students.''

The captain of the kendo club could only stare with sweat bullets on her face as she couldn't find the power to retort. ''…Fine their all yours.''

''Thank you.'' I let my demeanor return to normal, giving the captain and vice-captain a small smile. ''I will come back at some other time and deal with the equipment problem.''

''Please do.'' Murayama nodded lightly as she turned around and gestured to her club members. ''Come on girls, let's get out of here before we get something from those pervs.''

After they all were gone I couldn't help but let out a tired sigh, glancing towards Reya who watched the show without stepping in at all. ''That went surprisingly well.''

Talk about stating the obvious, but she was right. ''I'm honestly surprised it did, most of the stuff I said I just came up on the spot.''

I turned around and looked at the three boys who were staring at me in disbelief. While it probably was common sense to scold them with big and long speech concerning what they did, I decided to just untie them and keep it short. ''Well since that is done and those girls already did a number on you guys, I will only let you off with a warning so stop peeking.''

The moment the ropes were undone the three of them stood up and glared at me. Matsuda pointing his finger at me. ''Screw you! Just because you helped us doesn't give you any right to tell us what to do!''

''Exactly! Just because you're handsome and popular doesn't make you better than us!'' Motohama nodded violently in agreement.

Oh wow, who saw that one coming?

For some reason I already knew that they won't appreciate my help, but I didn't think they would react like I was the bad guy here. Reya for one seemed to take offence for their behavior. ''Now that's just rude. He helps you out and you react like this, it just shows what kind of character you boys have.''

Matsuda and Motohama both sucked their teeth and walked away. ''Let's go guys, staying around him kills my day.''

Although both of the boys turned and walked away, the third one didn't move. Hyoudou who up until now was silent was giving me a mixed look.

Again I didn't get to ask as Reya beat me to it. ''Got anything else to say?''

He continued to stare at me before he scoffed annoyed and finally spoke. ''I don't like guys like you. You and that Kiba are on my top 'Guys I can't stand in this school' list.''

He turned and walked away annoyed. After a few steps he stopped in his tracks for a couple of seconds, scratching the back of his head awkwardly as he turned it around. ''…But I guess you're not all bad, so thanks for saving my butt back there.''

Huh… to think just a few words can change a person opinion about another. Perhaps I'm simply far too gullible, but maybe, just maybe, there's more to Hyoudou than just a pervert. There still may be hope for him.

Perhaps it's because I'm a devil, or maybe I just have a natural good hearing, but I heard what the boys were discussing in the distance. ''Hey guys I recently found a new peeking place at the archery club locker room. Let's check it on.''

''You're on!'' Hyoudou agreed with his fellow perverts.

Yep… and just like that my hope of rehabilitation for Hyoudou and perverts all over the world has gone down the drain.

''Can you believe those guys Shirou?! They just got off the hook for peeking and not five minutes later they're at it again.'' Reya uncharacteristic annoyance was showing just how big her distaste for perverts is, which I can somehow understand at this very moment. She stared confused at me as I didn't say anything and just stared at the perverts walk away. ''Shirou?''

My eye was twitching violently as I understood just what it meant if they went and peaked in the Archery clubs locker-room, or more exactly WHO they will be peaking in the locker-room. I tried to keep the sudden impulse to just go and stop them in check and reached for my phone. Swapping through my my phone list I found who I was looking for and pressed the call button.

While waiting for the other side to pick up I kept tapping my foot on the ground stopping only when I heard the phone connect. ''Hey Mitsuzuri.''

'' [Huh? Back to Mitsuzuri already? And here I thought we were making progress.]'' Perhaps her teasing tone would have bothered me in any normal circumstances, but right now it's overshadowed by the lividness coursing through me. ''[Jokes aside, did you forget something?]''

''Not exactly...'' I replied as my eyes drifted to the side. ''Say do you have your training naginata in the clubs storage by any chance?''

''[Yeah, I do, why do you ask?]''

Small smirk ran across my face when I heard that. ''I know this will sound a bit odd, but could you go behind the changing room in about three minutes. Oh, and bring your naginata, you will need it.''

The silence I was receiving at the other side of the line was a clear indication of how weird this was sounded. '' [...Why?]''

I rubbed the bridged of my nose and sighed. ''Trust me, you will know in three minutes.''

''[Ok, fine.]''

As I closed my phone I turned back to Reya who was looking at me with surprised eyes. ''Wow... that was equally smart as it was diabolic Shirou. You could have stopped them yourself couldn't you?''

''I thought about doing that, but then again they don't seem to learn no matter the amount of ramifications or detention they get. I'm honestly surprised that with the number of sexual harassment acts they have under their belts that they haven't been kicked out of school by now.''

''That's one of the seven mysteries of Kuoh Academy.'' She chuckled lightly as she tip toed next to me. Taking a better look of my face. ''What's surprising me is even though you stopped the kendo girls from beating them, you just encouraged Mitsuzuri-san to do it instead. There's a bit of hypocrisy there.''

In my defense I could have done much worse, I could have told Ayako to get her bow and arrows, but that would be a bit overkill even for perverts like them, then again Reya does seem to make a fair point. ''Guess I'm a hypocrite sometimes.''

She playfully elbowed me in the ribs and laughed gently. ''Just a bit, but you make up for it with your other qualities.''

I stared a bit at her, there was something I felt was amiss in what she said but I let it slide. ''... Perhaps.''

''Come on we still have clubs to check.''


''AHHHHHHHHHHH!''

It seemed my calculations were off by a minute, but needless to say, the screams were heard throughout the whole campus.

Yep, just another normal day in Kuoh Academy.


''Well that's about it. All that's left is the swimming club.'' I commented as I marked another one of clubs off the list. ''Now I know why everyone keeps complaining about the budget, there are too many damn clubs!''

I mean seriously, it's obvious that with the more clubs we have the budget gets smaller and smaller. If they were regular clubs I would understand, but some of them are just a waste in my opinion. That, and for some reason each club president seems to eccentric in its own way. Like Okabe of the science club.

''I think you did enough for one day Shirou.'' Reya commented as she took the list out of my hand. ''I'll go check it out, so you go and relax a little.''

''It's no big deal, I can check it for you.'' I replied as I tried taking back the list, only for Reya to put it behind her back.

A small smile crept on her face. ''It's okay.''

I tried not backing down. ''But I-''

Her smile just grew and started scaring me. ''I said its okay.''

My senses were telling me that this was a similar situation to the couple arguments that my mom and dad have, the kind that always end with Iri winning. Always! ''... Fine.''

With a small spin she turned around walked, waving gently towards me. ''See you at the office.''

The only thing I could do at the moment was wave back nervously. I swear it's like I'm a magnet for women that I can't win an argument against. For some unknown reason I wondered how my life would look if I was married to that kind of woman...

Nope, I think I prefer life and death battles over dealing with that kind of stuff.

Shoving those thoughts aside I stared taking a stroll around campus. After a quick glance to my watch I decided to take it slow since I had time to spare. Guess Sona was right, working together like this does save time and energy.

My eyes narrowed as I saw a glimpse of white on one of the school rooftops, a quick reinforcement of my eyes allowed me to take a much closer and detailed look of who it was. My suspicions were right, it was Momo, and right next to her was Kiba-san. I knew she said that she was going to confess to him, but I didn't think she was serious about doing it this fast.

A part of me was concerned for her. Not because I had a bad impression of the boy she liked, but rather what would happen if he didn't reciprocate her feelings. Hope I'm just being paranoid.

With that in mind I made my way to the rooftop, in a silent manner so I don't get any attention from any other students. When I arrived there the Gremory knight was already gone and Momo was just resting against the fence on the roof, overlooking at campus, an air of melancholy surrounding her.

After about a minute of staring and contemplating I decided to step in, slowly walking towards her. To my surprised I was already behind her and she has yet to notice me. With a tired shrug I tapped her on the shoulder. ''Momo?''

''Kyah!'' Obviously the sudden contact scared her out of her skin. Her eyes calming down when she turned around and saw just who it was. ''Oh, it's you Shirou...''

''I saw you were talking to Kiba-san.'' I explained as took a quick look at her face, her eyes were swollen and red, it didn't take a genius to realize that she was crying up until now. ''Did anything happen?''

''Yeah...'' she muttered as she bashfully turned around. ''I followed your advice and confessed to him.''

Perhaps I was rubbing salt on the wound with this question but I still asked her. ''What did he say?''

''He turned me down...'' A long heavy pause followed. ''We talked a bit... apparently he did find me a beautiful and a pleasant presence to be around but he didn't feel that way about me, and that he isn't looking for any relationship at the moment.''

''I see...'' I muttered somewhat ashamed, it was me after all that told her to do it, indirectly causing her to go through this. ''Are you going to be okay?''

She put her hands forwards and waved them, and strained smile present on her face. ''Yeah... I 'm a bit down, but I'm fine.''

I didn't buy it.

It was obvious even to me that she wasn't fine. Also, if I take in consideration what Reya told me earlier about Momo... yeah no way I'm letting this go by.

''Don't keep it in you.'' I told her gently as I placed my hands on her shoulders, receiving a surprised look from her. After a few awkward moments of staring in her blue eyes I slowly let go and turned around, scratching my cheek bashfully. ''What do you say we go to home economics class and make you some cookies?''

I wasn't expecting her to answer immediately, and so I waited. After about a minute of silence she managed to mutter under her breath. ''C-Can you make them triple chocolate?''

''Sure thing.'' I nodded as I kept myself from looking at her, allowing her to let it go and get rid of the tears.


''Glad to see you're among the living again Saji.'' I greeted my fellow pawn as I walked through the halls. It took a few hours, but Momo seemed to start feeling better and went to meet up with Reya. I heard before that people sometimes eat out of depression but that was the first time I saw it with my own two eyes, she was munching on those cookies like there was no tomorrow, had to even make a second batch.

Saji smiled weakly at me, his face pale white and eyes without any light in them. He also seemed to have lost a lot of weight somehow. ''I-It's good to be back. I struggled getting that cake out of my system but I'm better now. Man it was so bad I ended up shitting cubes.''

I rolled my eyes at his reply and couldn't help but nit-pick at it. ''I think the expression you are looking for is shitting bricks.''

He waved a trembling hand at me. ''No, I mean I literally shit cubes. I don't know what she put in that cake, but it ended up as perfect solid cube when it came out.''

My eyes unfortunately couldn't resist the urge to cringe at that. ''I honestly don't know how I am supposed to reply at that.''

The blonde next to me shivered and sighed in pain. ''Let's forget it, my ass hurts whenever I remember.''

Good call, the pain is also reaching me, but in my case it's a headache.

We both continued our way to the council room, meeting up with Momo and Reya on the way. Together the four of us arrived to our base of operation, only to find my master and Tsubaki-senpai both with worried expressions, while Ruruko, Tomoe and Tsubasa appeared similarly confused to what was going on. I raised my hand and ask the moment they took notice of me. ''What's up with this tension around?''

The king of our peerage leaned backwards in her hair and arranged her glasses, a busyness like seriousness present around her. ''While you were busy with your assignments, I received a call and was informed that we will receive a visit from a certain individual from the underworld.''

''Did something happened?'' I asked her as I took a nearby seat, the tone of her voice was what I found odd, there was a certain irritation in it that was uncharacteristic of her.

As she got up from her seat she crossed her arms and walked next to the window behind her seat, seemingly gazing outside. ''It's a personal matter that's been bothering me for quite a while and we're meeting to talk and try to solve it.''

Something was certainly off, that much I could tell by her overall tone and body language, no doubt this meeting isn't something simple or casual. ''When is the visit going to take?''

She opened her mouth to answer but stopped as a powerful light manifested in the middle of the room. In the center of it all was a magic circle similar to the one used by us, only this was seaweed green and the mark in the center was different to the one of the Sitri clan. My master's eyes narrowed and grew extremely cold as she stared at the figures emerging from the circle. ''Now.''

As the light down two people stepped out of circle and scanned the room. The first one was a young woman with short black hair and matching black eyes. Her physique was hard to scan as she was wearing a baggy grey cloak, however that seemed to take second place in comparison to the black facial markings right under her eyes which were quite intriguing, highlighting her middle-east features.

My hand tightened in a fist the moment I saw the face of the person sitting right in front of the woman, a man in his early twenties with curly black hair and gray blue eyes. His clothes had a somewhat Victorian nobility air to them, but one could tell at first glance that they were made with the finest materials you could find and probably cost more than you can afford. The way he stood with a somewhat arrogant smile made me realized that out of the two, he was the important one, while the woman was someone of lower status, a servant perhaps.

What truly bothered me about all of this wasn't the sudden drop the two of them did, but rather the feeling I had when I first saw the man. Like a sudden impulse... one that screamed I punch him in the teeth with all my strength, reinforcement included. Not sure which it was to be honest... the smell of butchered beasts coming from him or his face itself.

The man smiled as he stepped forward, the air or superiority he was giving of was so thick I could have cut it with a knife. He gave a court nod to our master as he spoke. ''So we finally meet again Sona.''

My master on the other hand seemed uninterested, and if the way she was glaring at the man was any indication she really didn't enjoy looking at him, let alone talk. It was like was staring at the one food she hated with all her might and was forced to eat it. ''Unfortunately.''

I didn't notice it but the others, with the exception of Tsubaki-senpai, all grouped up next me, just as confused about this whole thing as I was. Reya was the one address the elephant in the room and ask in a whisper. ''Do any of you guys have any idea what's going on?''

It was Ruruko that spoke for the ones that were here in the room before us. ''Not sure, we arrived minutes before you guys did and weren't told too many details.''

We were all out of the loop here, and it seemed that Saji decided to get some answers. ''Um Kaichou, who is this guy?''

''How rude.'' The woman in the cloak remarked, cold eyes locked on our teams blond paw. ''It would seem you have ignored to inform your servants about your relation with my master, Sona-sama.''

This certainly was enough to surprise everyone around me, I also wasn't an exception. Saji for one was the most shocked one by how his mouth hanged and his eyes were bulging. ''R-R-Relation?! What do you mean by relation?!''

''Ignorance is a bliss as they say.'' The woman commented as she narrowed her eyes at our group's former delinquent.

''Give it a rest Shahnaz.'' the man has finally decided to speak, an amused smile present as he looked at the student council president. ''It's quite obvious that Sona has been keeping things discreet, something I would expect nothing less from her.''

''Perhaps introductions are in order.'' The woman named Shahnaz stepped forward and extended her arm towards the man. ''Allow me to present you my master, the first son of the Zepar house and current heir, Segrif Zepar.'' She stopped for a moment, narrowing her eyes as she made sure we all were looking at her master. ''But more importantly, the current fiancée of Sona Sitri.''

''Fiancée?!'' the rest of the Sitri peerage shouted in shock to the revelation, with Saji as the main lead voice.

The man revealed as Segrif smile arrogantly as he walked past us without giving us any importance, stopping in front of my master. ''Why don't we sit down and talk my dear Sona.''


To say that this situation was a drag would be an understatement. We all took a seat on the side while Kaichou and her so called fiancée took seat at the small coffee table in the middle of the room, both Tsubaki-senpai and Shahnaz-san standing behind their respective masters.

The man's eyes were carefully scanning the room, a condescending smile present on his face. ''So this is the school you are attending... must say, it looks quite poor to be honest, but considering this is a human school I should lower my expectations.''

Oh boy... if there was one thing Sona took pride in, that would be our school. Speaking ill of it probably feels like a slap to her face. I took a quick glance to her and swallowed nervously, while her face didn't show it, I could tell by how she was glaring at the man that she was pissed. ''Not all schools are on the same level as the ones high class devils attend in the underworld. While it may not appear as eye catching compared with what you are used to, the value of the students is beyond what you can imagine.''

''I see you're taking the role student council president with an impressive dedication.'' The devil shrugged his shoulders tiredly, his smile getting replaced by a serious scowl. ''However, Sona its time you stop playing around with humans and assume your duty as the Sitri heir.''

She didn't show any visible reaction, just crossed her arms under her chest and looked skeptical at him. ''I'm sorry but I don't see what you are referring to, because last time I checked I have been taking care of my responsibilities as heir with utmost care.''

The Zepar heir narrowed his eyes dangerously at my master. ''You don't say... then why have you been ignoring all my letters and calls?''

Well this was interesting to say the least. From what I read about the devil society, it's an aristocrat one, so arranged marriages are pretty common among the nobility and people with high status. Common yes, but it doesn't mean that most people are okay with them, and from what I can deduce by the interactions between them up until now, my master is dead set against the idea of marrying this guy.

''Was there any reason for me to answer them?'' She asked as she arranged her glasses. ''I'm not obligated to converse with people I find distasteful.''

The slight twitch in his eye was enough to tell that he was pissed, but only responded with a scoff. ''There you go again, acting all high and rebellious towards me. Haven't you already understood that even if you like it or not you still are going to marry me? Even though it will happen after you graduate that, that doesn't mean you can simply ignore my existence, so instead of acting cold towards me, the smart choice is get to know me better and grow closer, it will help our relationship if we are proactive.''

She narrowed her eyes coldly at him in response. ''I'm certain I know enough about you to decide that I don't want to be associated with you, let alone marry you.''

He crossed his arms and smiled arrogantly at her. ''Cold as always, but it's not like you can just cancel our engagement. It was made by our parents before we were out of our baby cribs, so it wouldn't matter if both of us were against it.''

At this a small smile formed on her lips, the kind that screamed 'I know something that you don't'. ''I wouldn't be so sure about that.''

''Pardon?'' He tilted his head in confusion, one that I actually shared.

She waved her hand to the side and a stack of papers appeared from a magic circle, placing said papers in front of her so called fiancée. ''I'm talking about this.''

Raising an eyebrow skeptically, he picked up the papers and proceeded to read through them. Each passing moment seemed to get on his nerves, his features hardening as he was done reading. ''Is this a joke?''

The bespectacled devil simply waved her hand, a smile present on her face, one that I could tell was fake. ''Not at all, it's a clause found in the marriage contract made by our parents which states that if one of the marrying parties have any form of dissatisfaction or objection to the marriage they are allowed to challenge the opposite party and should they win the contract becomes invalid.''

Shifting slightly in his seat he gave a curious look to his fiancée. ''Challenge you say... So you want to settle this with a rating game I take it?''

This put me a little on the edge. Rating games in essence is a type of competition created a while after the development of the evil piece system. Interesting fact, apparently during the early day's high class devils were often bragging that their respective peerage was the strongest and such, often ending up in conflict with another one who claimed the same, and the peerages usually ended up fighting among themselves to prove their superiority, which often ended with injured and in the more extreme cases with death... just for the ego of their masters.

Putting complete ban to fighting among themselves would have been impossible, so in order to put a stop to this kind of conflicts while settling who the best was, the rating games were created. While they were just a means to settle different kind of disputes, these days they evolved so much that they became akin to a national sport of the underworld, winning them gives both political and financial advantages to the king and his peerage, but also it raises their popularity among the underworld media, heck from what I heard the top ten ranked Kings are like the Hollywood superstars of the underworld.

Getting back on track, rating games don't have a fix form or rules. There are different themes they can follow, some that can give advantage to a certain peerage, while others can screw them up really bad. That aside, it all comes down to the adaptability of the peerage and the strategic capabilities of the king. Even if you can't defeat the opposing peerage in direct combat, if you exploit the rules and the system of the game you can beat them even if you shouldn't be able by normal means.

The thing that bothers me however is the lack of information I have on the man in the room. Without any data on him or his peerage I'm not sure what to think about the prospects of fighting him.

A sly smile formed on my master's face. ''That is an option yes, but both me and my peerage are still inexperience when it comes to them, so I propose a different alternative?''

This got my attention as much as it did to Segrif, his eyebrow raising skeptically at what my master may offer instead. ''Such as?''

Pure unadulterated seriousness took over my master's face as she answered. ''Chess.''

''Chess?'' He blinked a few times, something which I also did.

''Chess.'' She nodded simply in confirmation.

Segrif seemed to take a moment and process all of this, eagerly massaging his temple. ''You are willing to bet your own future in a game of chess... sounds more reckless than facing me in a rating game where you are never certain what can happen. I don't know if I should laugh or pity you.''

''Call it whatever you wish, but it's my way of determining the worth of a man. On a personal level I don't have any particular taste in men, but I for one refuse to marry someone who isn't at least as intelligent as I am.''

Didn't know what to think about this... as much as I didn't want to, I had tended to agree with Segrif. Betting her future on a chess game is far too risky in my opinion. I do admit that I never beat my master in a chess match before, nor did I ever saw or heard of her to lose a game, still seems a bit reckless.

''Is that so...'' the heir of Zepar hummed to himself, his eyes suddenly widening as an annoyed expression took over his face. ''Wait a darn minute, are you insinuating that I'm not intelligent enough your for?!''

''Of course not, I'm just stating my conditions. By all means defeat me in a game of chess and prove me wrong, I won't have anything left to complain about.'' She explained gently, her fake smile beaming.

Wait.

Is my master attempting to trick him into accepting?

If this man knows how talented Sona Sitri is at chess, by all means he could just refuse and try to look for a more neutral game. He isn't obligated to accept, and has all the right to refuse if he doesn't find the odds in his favor.

However, from what I could notice from his behavior up until now, he seems quite prideful and arrogant. So if my master presses the right buttons she can make him lose his nerve and accept just so he can get the chance to get back at her.

Now what will he choose?

''... Very well.'' He commented with a scowl. Hook, line and sinker it seems.

While the master seemed to have already decided, his associate on the other hand seemed to be of a different opinion, placing her hand gently on his shoulder. ''Master, I'm not sure you should go on with this-''

He brushed her hand to the side brutishly, not bothering to even look at her. ''Hush Shahnaz, I often play chess at gatherings with my fellow pure-bloods and I am quite confident in my skills. This will be far easier and less annoying than a rating game.''

If for some odd reason I wanted before to punch the man, now I had genuine drive to do it considering how he was treating his companion, I'm surprised I didn't and managed to keep it together as I looked at how the cloaked woman rubbed the part of the hand that her master violently smacked, a mixture of defeat and contempt present on her face. ''... As you wish.''

The way the woman just let the whole hitting her slide like that... it just rubbed the wrong way with me, and seemed like I wasn't the only one annoyed by this man's behavior, Saji for one looked like he was about to go and head-butt him in the teeth, while the girls were giving him glares that could drill holes in his head. The only reason why no one said or did anything was because Tsubaki-senpai gestured to us to stay put and not make a scene.

Huh, easier said than done.

''When do we begin?'' he asked as he shifted in his seat.

''Not so fast.'' Sona raised her hand up, while she used her opposing one to arrange her glasses. ''Since this is an official game with high stakes it requires a third party to act as witness.''

He slightly nodded as he began rubbing his chin. ''Do you have someone in mind or should I recommend someone?''

''I do in fact.'' An impish smile formed on her lips as she took out her phone and dialed, after a minute or so of waiting the person on the other side answered. ''Sorry for calling on such short notice, but do you think you can spare half an hour and come to my school?''

I couldn't hear what the person on the phone was saying, but judging by the nodding and overall fine look on my master's face, I assumed things were okay. ''Great, we are waiting.''

''Who did you call for?'' the Zepar heir asked curiously, a feeling that I also shared.

''An old friend.'' She stated simply as she crossed her legs.

I would have wondered who she could be referring to, but I brushed that thought aside as a new magic circle formed in the room. This one was a deep azure blue, similar to the one used by my master, however this one had a different symbol within the center. As the light died down a man appeared.

Tall.

That was my first thought as I took notice of him. Probably around six feet and five inches, which by Japanese standards is freaking huge. Impressive height aside, the rest of him was just as impressive and eye-catching.

Neck length black hair perfectly combed and styled, featured together with a pair of scarlet eyes, a deeper shade compared to the one Illya and the others home had, and underneath them he sported a perfectly trimmed van dyke beard. He was wearing a butler style suit, perfectly sitting upon his toned frame, not even a trace of lint or wrinkle present on it, matched with a pair crisp white gloves and a pair of polished black shoes that seemed to shine at the faintest ray of light.

A bright and gentle smile was radiating on his face as he stepped forward, not even a trace of arrogance or superiority present in his eyes, a fresh air compared to how the heir of Zepar sported himself. The man closed his eyes and gave a half bow to the people in the room, his eyes opening and landing towards the king of our peerage. ''It would seem you are in quite the pinch Sona.''

My master nodded as she got up and walked in front of the man. ''Rather than a pinch I would call it an obnoxious formality.''

''You don't say.'' The man nodded slightly as he knelled on one leg and took my masters hand, giving her a soft gentleman kiss on the back of her hand. I tried to ignore the sudden choking sound from Saji and the fan girl gasp from the girls. ''Well, what can this old man do for you?''

''Nothing difficult, just act as a judge of our game and make sure it upholds to the proper rules and no cheating of any form takes place.''

''I understand. Then with my authority as the Sitri households head butler I will see it so this match takes place without any problems.'' He nodded as he got up, his eyes landing at the opponent Sona will soon face, a new smile flashing on the butlers face, however it had a hint of danger to it. ''That won't be any problem, will it Segrif-sama?''

''N-None at all.'' He muttered in a respectful manner, one that was overshadowing the tense sensation he was feeling towards the butler.

Now this was interesting, up until now he was acting with this sense of superiority and arrogance with us, and look he shrunk down when the butler stepped in. Glancing to the side, I saw that his companion was also disturbed by the appearance of the butler. ''I-I wasn't expecting you to call him of all people.''

While these two seemed bothered by the man, some of the other people from our side seemed just as confused as I was, Saji in particular seemed lost and raised his hand. ''Umm Kaichou, who is he?''

''You don't recognize him?'' Shahnaz-san commented with genuine disbelieve on her face as she stared at blond pawn. ''You must have been recently reincarnated...''

Sona seemed to ignore Saji's under breath grumbling towards the cloak wearing woman and decided to shed some light to the confused individuals in the rooms. ''For those of you who don't know him, this man is my sister's pawn and head butler of the Sitri house.''

As per queue the man bowed respectfully to us, a friendly smile radiating on his handsome face. ''Vincent Ronové, at your service. It's a pleasure to meet all you, I hope Sona has been treating you well.''

I didn't give it much attention before, but this Vincent seems to be on good terms with my master, the way he is casually addressing to her without any form of honorific show that they have a bit of history together, add the fact that he is the pawn of her sister only strengthens this idea.

''He is also known as the Ultimate Pawn.'' The heir of Zepar commented with a half-hearten tone, one that didn't go unnoticed by the butler.

He smiled with closed eyes back at the black haired king, something which made him flinch slightly. ''While I appreciate the thought, I prefer leaving that part for the occasions where I have to intimidate someone.''

''It's been a while since I last saw some of you.'' The smile still radiated on his face as he arranged his tuxedo and walked in the middle of the Sitri peerage, his eyes navigating between me and Saji. ''I take it these two gentlemen are your new pawns?''

Sona only gave a small nod, which was enough for the man in front of us. ''I was a surprised when Sona finally got herself two male pieces, in all honesty I couldn't believe it but now that I see it with my own eyes I can't help but be at ease.'' He offered us a handshake together with a reassuring smile. ''As a fellow pawn if you are ever in need for advice feel free to rely on me.''

Both Saji and I could only stare at the man, he certainly wasn't what we could have expected from the pawn of a Satan. Not that I'm complaining or anything, but if he was some kind scarred, intimidating warrior I would just let it go without any more comments, but here this man is probably the biggest gentleman I have ever met. ''Ehem, presentations.''

''Oh right, sorry.'' Our master's sudden coughing broke me and Saji out of our thoughts, the other male pawn of the group steeping up first and accepting the man's handshake. ''I'm Saji Genshirou, nice to you.''

''Likewise.'' He then let go and offered me the same handshake, which I reciprocated. ''And you are?''

''Emiya Shirou.'' I responded with respect to the man.

The moment I said my name there was a twitch in his hand, his grip becoming vice-like for a second, his eyes narrowing in curiosity, yet his smile hasn't vanished. ''Emiya... as in Emiya Kiritsugu?''

There was sudden feeling of being cornered that was surging through me, like a small animal backed to a wall by a large predator. I took a deep breath and made sure to not falter my eyes. ''He's my dad.''

''Is that so...'' He trailed as he let go, his eyes now focused on the sister of his master. ''Quite the intriguing young man you recruited Sona.''

She didn't seem affected by his remark and simply waved a hand to the side. ''I will give you details later, for now you should focus on being our judge.''

A nod and a small bow was his response. ''As you wish.''

I could only sigh as I looked at the butler, curiosity getting the better of me. ''Do you by any chance personally know my dad by any chance?''

''Something like that...'' He hummed as he rubbed his chin, his eyes checking from head to toe as if searching for something. ''Please don't take this the wrong way, but you look nothing like the man, so I'm a bit skeptical. ''

At this point I could only sigh at the eternal remark that I often get. ''I'm adopted.''

''Oh, so that's how it is.'' He nodded, a sudden look of realization presented itself on his face. ''Since we are on the subject, tell him I will send him the bill soon.''

''Bill? What bill?'' I asked confused, blinking a couple of times.

His smile vanished and was replied by tired scowl. ''He ruined my favorite suit and it's only natural that he should pay for it.''

Going by logic and other normal communication facts, there was only one word that I could use. ''... What?''

The butler sighed and tiled his head to the side, a tired smile present on his face. ''Normally I don't mind a few small rips here and there and couple of missing buttons, nothing unmanageable, but bullet holes are far too much of a headache to fix.''

Yep... here I find once again stuff about my dad that literally wants me to just bang my head against the wall. I really need to sit down with him one of these days and just talk things over, but until then, I have to deal with this kind of stuff. Glancing to the side I noticed the shit eating grin present on Tsubasa's face. ''Wow... your dad sure sounds like an interesting guy.''

I couldn't stop my hand from grabbing my face. ''I honestly don't know what to comment.''

Perhaps it was best if I just observed things for now, for that I took a nearby seat next to the others who waited for the preparation to be done. At one point that butler made a parchment of some sort's teleport on the desk, saying that it's the marriage contract between the heirs of Sitri and Zepar and explained that should Sona win it will become invalid. He also materialized another contract, one which he said is an agreement between both Sona and Segrif concerning the rights and rules of the game they were about to play. Apparently once you sign it, if you by some reason break it, the end result won't be pretty.

Considering that this was a matter between the heirs, we couldn't really do anything besides sit on the side-lines and watch, hopping for the victory of our master. Small murmurs got my attention and I looked to my left where Ruruko was whispering to the older girls. ''Say guys, isn't the Ronové house one of the extinct pillars?''

Reya leaned closer to her and began whispering as well. ''Now that you mention it, yeah, you're right.''

This was indeed something curious. From what I read in some of the books about devils, originally there were seventy-two devil houses, but the aftermath of both the Great War and the devil civil war, more than half of those houses became extinct, with only thirty-three of the original houses still going even to this day, and that is without counting the Extra-devil houses since those are a whole new can of worms.

This is a major reason why arranged marriages seem to be a thing within the devil aristocracy, with the invention of the evil pieces and the inflation of reincarnated devils, there is the risk of one day reincarnated devils becoming the vast majority in society, threatening the system they have. The logical answered the high-class came up with?

Marry your children only to other pure-bloods without as much as taking in consideration their own thoughts and feelings in the matter.

However, if the remaining houses are indeed extinct then how is a member of the Ronové house alive and well right in front of our eyes?

The one who seemed to talk next was Tsubaki-senpai. ''Actually that's a bit of misconception, if a devil house is no longer part of the seventy-two pillars it doesn't necessarily mean there are no more members of that house alive, just that the respective house has lost its status and right to be considered a pillar. Either there aren't any pure-blood members left of the house to carry the blood line, or something happened that caused them to be stripped of their rights.'' She took a moment and crossed her arms under her chest. ''Now that I think about it, I read in some books that a large number of the extinct houses were in fact stripped of their status and power for supporting the Old-Satan faction.''

Oh right, how could I forget?

Apparently after the Great War had officially ended, the devil side was left in a state of internal turmoil since the original Satan's all died in the war, leaving the devil society in complete disarray.

Since the devils think it is such a good idea to offer a person a high position based on ones pedigree rather than their talents and accomplishments, it was decided that the descendants of the originals Satan's to take their predecessors place as leaders.

'How did that go?' one may ask himself. The idiots declared their intentions to restart the war and annihilate all those who have dared to oppose the great devil kind. That was when shit really hit the fan.

Not only has the devil side lost most of their front soldiers which consisted of the legions of devils that served under the pillars, but they also lost leaders, territories, resources and powerful weapons. o continue the war in their weakened state wasn't just reckless, it was pure insanity.

This was what led to the devil society to break into two factions. The ones who supported the old government and wanted to continue the war, which was named the Old-Satan faction due to their unwillingness to change their old ways, and the ones who wished for the continuity and prosperity of the race, named the Anti-Satan faction due to them standing against the very flesh and blood of the ones that led them so many years.

It took years until the civil war ended, but in the end it was the victory of the Anti-Satan faction. Their defeat made the leaders and remaining members of the Old-Satan faction to go into hiding, leaving the seats of the leaders empty.

The people who became the new leaders were the key fighters of the civil war, Sirzechs Gremory, Serafall Sitri, Ajuka Astaroth and Falbium Glasya-Labolas. Each of them taking one of the vacant seats, discarding their old family names in exchange for receiving the titles of the old leaders as a way to honor the original leaders that fought and died in the Great War, Sirzechs took the name of Lucifer, Ajuka took Beelzebub, Serafall took Leviathan and Falbium took Asmodeus.

Because of this, they had to give up their rights as heirs for their old houses, and this led to the next ones born after them to receive those rights. Which led us here, since my master is now the heir of the Sitri clan instead of her sister, she now has to deal with this kind of trouble.

She arranged her glasses, her game face was on and ready. ''Let's begin.''


It's been about five minutes since the game began, and I can tell without a doubt in my mind that this guy really doesn't have any amount of skill at chess. Ever since I became part of Sona's peerage I would always get dragged in playing chess with her whenever we had time to waste in the office, because of that I managed to get a decent picture of how talented she is at chess. I'm not a expert at chess might I add, in fact I have never once beaten Sona at a game and while I know my way around the board I prefer playing Shogi overall.

So looking at this man it's clear that he isn't used to the type of chess my master plays. His moves have been too straight forward and predictable, easy to be countered and his increasing frustration from losing has only acted as a distraction when it came to concentrating.

Taking a quick glance over to the King of our peerage, I wasn't able to suppress my smirk. Even one who didn't know how to play could tell by the sly smile on my masters face what was about to happen.

''Checkmate.'' Sona declared as she moved her last piece.

And just like that the mood of those besides me went up the scale. Reya, Tomoe and Momo jumping on the spot in a group hug, Ruruko and Tsubasa high-fiving each other, Saji raising his fist victoriously to the sky, even Tsubaki-senpai was sporting a proud smile.

I honestly wanted to join in myself, go and congratulate my master for her victory... yet a nagging feeling I was getting from the eyes of Segrif made me postpone that idea.

''Well you tried your best, however victory goes to me.'' Sona explained as she arranged her glasses, her proud smile still present, proud but not arrogant or condescending, the kind of smile anyone has when they win at a game. However, that smile was short-lived, disappearing when she saw the darkened look present on the face of the man at the other side of the board. ''Segrif?''

The man's eyes were narrowed sharp, his breathing loud and deep, the chess piece in his hand cracking and shattering from the grip around it. ''...You cheated.''

This made a curious look form on her face. ''Pardon?''

''I said you cheated!'' He snapped as he jumped from his seat, throwing the remains of the chess piece to the wall, further breaking them. ''There's no way you could have countered every move i made, there's just no way you could do that unless you were cheating somehow.''

I was mentally preparing myself to call a sword from the way he was behaving, the others next to me were also on the edge, Saji in particular was gritting his teeth in annoyance.

Our master on the other hand seemed unimpressed by his actions, in fact she was staring in pity at the man who was supposed to be her husband one day.

''Has it ocurred to you for even a second that I won purely on talent and strategy.'' She replied coldly as she rearranged her glasses, her stare cold and calculating. ''It was fairly easy to predict all of your movements, the first three turns you played were enough for me to get a picture of what kind of player you are, the fact that you didn't bother trying to feint me and the way you sacrificed most of your weaker pieces in order to preserve your stronger ones crippled you for the rest of the game. Above all, you're biggest flaw is your rushing in without thinking properly through and how your actions will affect you later.''

She then ignored the fuming man and directed her attention the chess board picking up a single pawn pieces and looked at it in contemplation. ''You heard what I said at the beginning of our meeting, I won't marry someone who isn't at least as intelligent as I am, while chess itself may not reveal all of one's intellectual capabilities or talents, it does help show how one's mind works and his thinking process, as it did in our match. This game further proving my point that you aren't the person I want to spend my life with.''

That was the last straw, the floor beneath the man's feet cracked as he began releasing a serious amount of demonic energy and blood-lust, his eyes glowing dangerously at the woman in front of him. ''You bitch!''

This was bad, the scent I was getting from this sudden influx on of demonic energy send alarms to the back of my mind. Not as strong as Kurosaiga's, but still more then what the others in our peerage can muster. The scent in particular was certainly different, it felt like I was a room with animals of all kinds of species forcefully shoved together against their will.

I wanted take things more cautiously, but it seemed that Saji also wasn't going to just sit back and let someone call the woman who helped him out a bitch, rushing angrily towards the man with a battle cry. ''Bastard!''

For a moment I actually though that his sacred gear covered fist would connect to his opponents face, but that all vanished when Segrif casually caught his fist with one hand, this action only making his frown deepen. ''I don't have time to waste on reincarnated garbage.''

Saji cringed in pain as Segrif tightened the grip around his fist, making his kneel from the intense pain. That was it, no more time to think things through.

''Let him go.'' I muttered sharply from behind him as I planted the tip of Kanshou at his neck.

He was genuinely surprised by the fact I sneaked behind him, but it was short lived as it only angered him even more than he was before, his eyes looking arrogantly at me like I was nothing more than a insect at his feet. ''Or what? You will stab me with that over-sized kitchen knife.''

I only glared at him as I brought the tip of my blade even closer from his neck, almost making contact with his skin. ''Continue to harm my friends and you might just find out.''

He scoffed in annoyance, not even bothering to look me in the eyes, as if such a gesture wasn't worth his time. ''Do you even know who you are talking to low-class?''

''Yeah I do, some sore loser that is blaming others for his short comings and isn't able to accept things the way they are, throwing tantrums left and right like some spoiled brat.'' I went on as I tried to channel my inner jerk side, making sure to hit where it hurts. ''It's quite sad really.''

That seemed to do the trick as he let go of Saji's fist, his energy now more aggressive, directed towards me only. I reinforced my body and prepared to project Bakuya as well. ''Don't you dare pity me!''

''All right gentlemen...'' The butler of the Sitri house, who up until now was silent, finally spoke. ''That's enough!''

With those last words I found myself bound in place, unable to move even a mere inch, but that seemed to be the same case with Segrif. As I looked at the butler for answers, I noticed his hand stretched forward, from the tips of his fingers strings were present. This made me recall my battle with that spider stray devil, my body was now tied in place with thin threads made out of demonic energy.

The situation was similar, but also clearly different. For one thing the strings were made out of pure demonic energy, and he only used a couple of them to completely immobilize us. No doubt that they are leagues apart from those spider threads the stray used.

''Shirou was it?'' He smiled gently as he loosened the grip on the strings that kept me in place, yet not doing the same to Segrif. ''While I do appreciate you're dedication, why don't you just leave this in the hands of the professionals?''

Letting out a tired sigh I lowered my weapon and stepped to the side so he could make eye contact with the annoying fiancée. ''Segrif-sama, you were well aware of the risks of the bet and you still accepted, signing a contract might I add that testifies that. The proper response a man of your status should have even though you lost is to walk away with the remaining dignity you have left.''

He didn't seem to take the butlers words at all, scoffing to the side in annoyance like a little brat. This disrespectful behavior made Vincent-san close his eyes and sigh. ''Perhaps I didn't make myself clear. I'm not saying this as the humble head butler of the Sitri household.'' With that final word, the world around me felt like it shattered and fell down to crush me, the air became thick and heavy, my body sweating and shaking in fear from the wave of demonic energy that swallowed me. My eyes glance fearfully to the side at the source, Vincent-san starring Segrif with cold and deadly eyes, his pleasant smile was gone, all that was left was a thin line of his lips and the menacing glow of his red eyes. ''I'm saying this as the pawn of Serafall Leviathan.''

The man in question pale and seemed to shrink under the intense gaze and demonic power of the man that felt like he could destroy him on a mere whim. ''... V-Very well. I accept this defeat.''

''Excellent.'' Vincent chirped as he reassumed his cheerful persona and stopped displaying his demonic energy. I took that moment to crash on a nearby chair and take several deep breaths. I felt like I was being kept underwater against my will, suffocation by the intensity of his power. I only read about them, but this was the first time I experience the power of one, the so called ultimate-class devil. Compared to this guy Kurosaiga was a small fry, if by some reason I would end up fighting this guy or someone of his level, running away like there's tomorrow would probably be the best choice. Man I'm glad he is on our side.

Vincent-san lifted a paper parchment that had a glowing stamp on it, in the next moment the glow shifted and seemed to shatter. ''With my rights as mediator of this meeting, I hereby declare the marriage contract between Sona Sitri and Segrif Zepar officially cancelled.''

He then turned around to look at the others, a surprised look forming on his face. Who could blame him, Ruruko looked like she was ready to throw up, Saji was on his knees with his head touching the floor, while almost everyone else was either chocking or gasping for air, Tsubaki-senpai and Shahnaz-san were barely keeping themselves on their legs, the only exception was Sona who just looked paler and with quite the amount of sweat on her face. ''Oh my, it seems I might have shown bit too much of my power. I apologize about.''

As the remainders of his energy vanished and the string binds on him were retracted, Segrif stared with pure malice at the woman who beat him. ''You may have defeated me today Sona, but you haven't made me give up.'' A magic circle formed under his feet, Shahnaz-san broke out of her trance as she noticed this and walked behind her master, the two of them starting to vanish. ''We will have words again, that I promise.''

''I certainly hope not.'' Sona commented with a sigh, resting her head on the edge of the chair.

Like an ember in the wind, they were gone.

For the following minute there was silence in the room, the only one who restarted the conversation was Tsubaki-senpai with a cough. ''Well... that went better than expected.''

The winner of the game stood up and walked to the butler, a grateful smile present on her face as she looked at the man. ''Thank you Vincent for stepping in before someone got hurt.''

''All in a day's work.'' He responded with a smile as he did a small bow. ''Speaking of which I do have to get back at the mansion and make sure everything is alright, I swear the staff is like a ship without a steering wheel when I'm gone.''

He stepped in the middle of the room, his own magic circle manifesting. ''I hope next time we see each other it will on more casual terms, until then, I bid you all adieu.''

Feeling a bit confused and awkward about everything that happened and the things I still wanted to ask, the only thing I could do is wave lightly and say my farewell. ''Umm, thanks again for the help, you were a real saver back there.''

''I'm not anything special.'' Vincent smiled one last time at us as he teleported away. ''I'm just one hell of a butler...''


Since Vincent departed we all tagged in and cleaned up the mess that the meeting resulted. Who would have thought that our windows would crack and shatter from the amount of power the butler was showing. When Sona said that was just him letting a bit of his power leak I started choking on the air, the amount of power he showed wasn't even remotely close to his full extent. If hell is really filled with guys like him I don't feel like touring it anytime soon.

For all that happened, I guess it ended well. The only person who was left with a bitter taste of the whole ordeal was Saji as he wasn't able even to touch Segrif. That aside, my master was rather... silent about everything that happened, she sat down at her desk and just stared aimlessly at the air in the room.

The queen of our group seemed to notice this as well and walked behind our master, placing her hand over her shoulder, breaking her out of her contemplating. ''You know Sona, I would have expected you to be more happy now that you got out of the marriage.''

She stared at her best friend with a neutral look before she let out a tired sigh. ''Trust me, I am in a very good mood, just a bit tired of having to deal with all of this in the first place.'' Even though she said that, it didn't stop her from clicking her teeth. ''Just what were my parents thinking when they chose him as my fiancée?''

''Well it's all over so I guess its fine.'' Tomoe commented with a half laugh.

''It still doesn't spare me of the headache that man gives me.'' Our master rolled her eyes to the side, truthfully speaking I found the whole fiancée stunt rather tiring myself.

''If you say so Kaichou.'' Tsubasa remarked as finished picking up the remainder of the shattered glass, a curious look forming on her tomboyish face. ''I'm curious about something, won't your parents choose someone else to take his place?''

The small snark she made was pretty clear sign that she found the idea rather annoying. ''Let them choose all they want, hopefully this time they will pick a more proper man.''

I decide to join the conversation as I wasn't finding the idea of another guy like Segrif barging at our doors anytime soon. ''If that guy was any indication towards devil aristocracy you might need to keep that chessboard around.''

''I already do that, also try not to make any impression about high class devils based on him.'' She explained with a calm voice, the others getting closer as this seemed to peek their interest. ''I admit there are many who are from the same brand of cloth as he is, but there are some that are honorable and respectable individuals.''

''Really? Like who?'' It was Saji who asked this, sounding rather skeptical, a feeling which I also shared.

''Take Sairaorg Bael, the current heir of the Bael house for instance. Circumstances were rather harsh for him as he was born magically inept, unable to use his family's magical trait and failed to perform even the most basic of spells. '' she elaborated slowly, a visible irritation present in her eyes. ''In the eyes of his family and devil kind in general he was nothing more than defect.''

''Many in this kind of situation would just give and resign themselves to fate whims, but do you know what he did in this case?'' she asked us, to which we all shook our heads. ''He manned up and physically trained himself more than any devil ever before, and kept doing it years upon years until there was nothing that his fists could not break, be it objects or magical attack, surpassing most of the so called elite pure-blood with nothing but his strength and fighting skills.''

''By experiencing the hardships, marginalization and mistreatment that those without power or status have to go through he learned not to judge people by their background, status or abilities.'' I saw it for a moment, a relaxed and perhaps proud look present on her features. ''If there is a devil in my generation that I truly respect it's without a doubt him. He is the living embodiment of the idea that people can attain great strength through hard work and dedication even though they lack talent or ability for it.''

It certainly was rare to see Sona talk about someone in such high regard, she does occasionally mention her sister or Rias-senpai, but never with this amount of admiration. This Sairaorg must be quite the interesting person, wonder if I will meet him soon?

Tsubaki-senpai had a curious look present on her face as she cupped her chin. ''Now that you mention it, last I heard of him he went training again in waste lands near the borderline of the Bael territory.''

''Sounds like a cool guy to be around doesn't he?'' Momo commented with sly smile to Reya, the latter simply shrugged her shoulders.

''Indeed he is.'' Sona commented as she rested her face on the bridge of her palm. ''If my parents would have made him my fiancée I probably wouldn't have been against the idea.''

This remark was enough to garner some interesting reactions from the people in the room, Saji's eyes in particular looked like they were about to pop out of his head. ''Wait, what!? Kaichou you like the guy?!''

There was surprised look on our master's face, probably more from the face Saji was making rather by the idea of liking the man. ''No, I do respect him, yes, find him a handsome and pleasant person to be around, also true. But no, I don't like him in a romantic way.'' She put her arms forward and stretched them tiredly. ''I was just saying I wouldn't mind having a person like him as a husband.''

This new information seemed to put Saji at ease, his features relaxing as he smiled calmly, but it was only for a second, his face morphing into a panicked on from the icy glare he was receiving from the King of our peerage. ''My love life aside, Saji we need to talk about dealing with guests in a proper way.''

Ouch... guess attacking someone before they actually did anything remotely violent is kinda reckless, I should know that very well. Hang in there Saji.

I reached for my phone as I felt a sudden short vibration. Checking at the message from the newly installed application, I couldn't help but comment out loud. ''Huh... I just got a friend request from Ayako.''


Segrif Zepar wasn't angry about what has transpired earlier. He wasn't angry, not at all, he was absolutely livid.

When he teleported back to his office he started thrashing whatever he could get his hands in a fit of rage. One of his servants, a young woman with blonde tried calming her master, offering him a cup of wine while giving him reassuring words.

Segrif took a moment and stared at the cup, eventually taking it, only to violently throw it in the woman's face, breaking and cutting her poor face.

Shahnaz couldn't take it anymore, it was one thing to venture your frustration on objects, but on people was a different story. It was time she stepped in and tried to calm her raging master. ''Master please calm down, it's not the end of-''

She didn't get to finish her sentence as her master slapped her, so hard that she hit the floor.

''You useless bitch!'' Segrif snapped at the cloak wearing woman, kicking her in the abdomen. A pain filled gasp escaped her mouth, the urge to throw up ragging through her body in sync with the pain of the strike. Her master didn't gave her any time to recover, yanking up by her hair so she could look him in the eyes, said eyes filled with nothing but rage. ''Why didn't you use your sacred gear when you saw that I was losing?''

She was scared, very, very scared. She knew very well that her master wasn't the best person to be around when he was this upset, but it wasn't like she could just run away, she was still one of his pieces, and truth be told she couldn't bring herself to do it even if she wanted to. The only thing that she could do is swallow her pride and her pain, doing her duty even if she knew she might regret it later. ''I-I tried master, but the moment I tried summoning it Sir Vincent locked his eyes on me. The moment I would attempted to use it he would have stopped me.''

''Fuck it all!'' Segrif roared as he threw her to the side like a rug, the poor woman crashing in a nearby wooden coffee table. ''I go out of my way and spend a fortune on acquiring you and your sacred gear just to be useless when I need it the most.''

Shahnaz didn't say anything, knowing that no matter what excuse she made it wouldn't make any difference. She just sat in silence as she watched her master destroy everything he could get his hands on.

It was a good five minutes before the man finally tired himself down and stopped trashing the room. Or perhaps it was because he simply run out of things to destroy.

''I will not let this go by.'' He muttered slowly as he turned around, eyes covered by the shadow of his bangs. ''If I can't have her by the legal ways, then I will just have to improvise a more extreme method.''

This scared Shahnaz, she knew her master was reckless under stress or anger, who knew what he was planning to do, and what ramification it may have for both him and his peerage. ''Master... just what are you planning?''

He placed his palm over his face, covering the unbecoming snarl that was present on it. ''In any of the circumstances I would have laid low for a while and then taken action, but that lowlife pawn of hers has managed to anger me beyond my limits.''

She gulped nervously as she recalled the boy with the auburn hair. His words really hit her master where it hurt, plus the audacity he had to point a sword at his throat. Until now low class devils wouldn't even dare to talk back at him, let alone threaten him. No wonder her master was in such a sour mood.

''We will move out soon, and 'help' her change her mind.'' Her master declared darkly as he run a hand through his wavy hair. ''How is my new pawn handling his powers?''

Shahnaz swallowed nervously, the fact that he wants to include his new pawn in this was bad news, as she for one was afraid of the man's powers, or more precisely the potential he held. ''They are stable at the moment but I believe it would be a proper move not to push him too hard for a while. His sacred gear is quite lethal and he just got converted into a devil, plus he consumed seven pawns so it would take more time than a regular pawn for his powers to stabilize.''

''Whatever.'' He scoffed arrogantly as he walked to exit of the room, throwing his servant one last stare as he stepped out. ''Check on him and the rest of the peerage and make sure he is ready for combat.''

As the heir of Zepar walked through the hall of his lair, a vein in his forehead bulged, his eyes morphing into snake like slits. ''This is not the end Sona... you will pay for humiliating me.''


Omake: It's A Real Thing! Taiga Dojo Preview!

''An update in only a month?'' Taiga commented as she read the chapter. ''Well that's a great way to start this New Year.''

''Is it me or is Ray-san recycling ideas from the canon?'' Miyu asked as she scrolled through the chapter.

''Not really, I mean if really wanted to he could have made the whole rating game against the fiancee douche bag problem happen, instead he seems to be planing something else. They look and taste similar, but are actually different, like Cola and Pepsi.'' Taiga explained.

''I'm more surprised that the update was faster this time.'' Illya commented.

''How did that happen?'' Miyu wondered.

''Winter break? Stepping up his writing game? Staying up late and writing like a loser without any personal life?'' Taiga elaborated without any care in the world.

''That's really cold...'' Illya commented.

''I'll stop being a bitch when he gives us actual roles in the story!'' the tiger like woman nodded vigorously.

''So that means you will stay a bitch until the story is over?'' Miyu commented.

That was all it took, the tiger has been unleashed and pounced after them. ''WHY YOU!''

''Stay tuned for next chapter!'' Illya and Miyu said in sync as they ran from the rampaging tiger.

''CHECK IT OUT!''


Author notes:

Hey guys! Haven't seen you all since last year! (Cricket sounds in the background). Okay fine that was lame.

A new chapter with Shirou doing his job as a member of the student council. Would be weird if I didn't do one wouldn't it?

The first part of the chapter I guess is what you a breather episode. Just Shirou casually interacting with others, growing closer to certain people.

So I guess next chapter is the start of the new arc. Anyone here remember that is specified that Sona also had a fiancée in the canon but she got out of the whole thing by beating the guy in a chess game? Well this made me think about it, and it would be a waste not to take advantage of it. Now here comes the challenge: Can I make this guy an even greater douche bag than Riser was?

Man this will be hard... let's see if my OC skills are any good.

Speaking of OC's, presenting to you Vincent Renove, the pawn of Serafall. Why the need to create an OC like him you may ask? Remember how the Gremory and the Sitri have this little parallels going around? I decided to roll with it. So just as Sirzechs has a Queen that is the head maid of the Gremory house, Serafall has a Pawn that is the head butler of the Sitri household.

I did need a pretty big fish to act as judge for the game, but calling Grayfia would seem a bit out of place. Not that I don't like her character, it's a thing about logic, her duties are towards the Gremory house, not the Sitri.

Plus who doesn't like a badass butler?

I also started a forum, the link is on my page. There i made a suggestion box, where you can drop ideas you have that think might work in the context of this story.

So regarding next chapter... I will try, but I can't promise that it will be out anytime soon. I'm staring exam session in February and will have exams all month, so I'm not sure how much I can get to write.


Let's answer some reviews:

Oh for those of you who answered Roronoa Zoro, Himura Kenshin, Kamina, Ladydevimon, Faust the VIII, Kaneki Ken, Akame, Tenten, 2B during the Halloween event congratulations! You guys sure know your anime!

DPSS: They are pretty deadly to monster like beings, but under the condition that Shirou can actually touch the enemy with them, that and his projecting isn't perfect yet so his weapons may lack the amount of power if they were projected by EMIYA

Lsilver19: The first part may happen, the second part... When you consider the fact I try to keep the canon mostly the same, turning Kiba in a chick would be kinda counterproductive don't you think?

JaredDrake: That's right. Keep that in mind, it will actually have relevance in the future.

Sonicdude8: We will, and about Archer, let's just say he knows more than he lets on.

furukawa023: Let's just say that those opening lines have a certain importance, which will revealed later on in the story.

Falvern: He's Shirou duh, unless a woman is directly forward to him I can't see the message go through his thick skull.

BloodWolf752: You are free to believe whatever you want, just know that I like throwing foreshadows about all kinds of stuff every now and there.

YuukiAsuna-Chan: Let me just say this. Did Shirou used even once anything devil related?

Matrience: Tell me to what I can change I will consider it. Tell me the exact descriptive name for a person like Shirou who has matching elemental alignment and Origin and I will use it.

SnowPegasi: Here's some food for thought. Class observation day. Both Iri and Serafall meeting there, I will leave at that.

naovan10: They will play a major part later, and then you will be like: 'Oh, that was there all along.'

tl34lt12: I plan on doing it.

Masterx01: For the first, this version of shirou hasn't used his circuits at all up until now, the fact he never used them makes them is very similar to misusing them like in the canon. For the second, shirou is in a very unique state, none of the dxd devil power can be applied to him at the moment, it will later explained. About the third, i know about the dual swords ability, it will be addressed later to why it didn't work as they were supposed to.


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