So... how's going, fandom? What a day to be writting, right? The new season of my anime start airing, and one-punch man surpassed anything I could think of, so it's indeed a good day. So... maybe thats why this chapter is so short, after I've been writing some other stuff without this one on my head. But I'll try to keep up with the updates. thank you for your patient, I hope you enjoy.

as always, dxd does not belong to me.

And like always, I found myself in another awkward, kinda strange situation: in front of me, sitting right across the tiny table on his room, there was a tall, dark, muscular and manly man sitting crosslegged, scanning my room as a whole, and taking quick sips on the tea in front of me, courtesy of Yoko, who was now distracting everyone downstairs. I'll have to miss dinner again...

Apparently, that mass of muscles taking humanoid shape is the prime minister of the current Vampire Kingdom, and the righthand man of the King Nosferatu Black himself, Desmond Hellsing.

Oh, he's also Annie's/Sayuri's father, what are the odds...

"So... Lord Minister Desmond. It's a honor to meet you." I bowed until my forehead touched the table. Remember what Gremory said, Ichijou, vampire's asses are more tighter than any devil's. Show respect and they won't blow up in front of you.

"Ooh~, hohohoh! You should be, Sekiryuutei. After all, it's not like the great me can actually leave Lord Nosferatu's side for a petty reason from a devil." He considers the Peace Reunion a 'petty reason'. That and his speech form is cringeworthy at best, but at least he's answering me. Okay, Ichijou, you have to stay in the game and know with whom you're dealing with. I'm dealing with a vampire lord that can pretty much snap my neck like a kit-Kat, so we're in good terms for now. "In all honesty, I'd rather take a walk with my old buddy Cohen, but he's too busy for it."

"Cohen... Cohen Lucifer, the current Supreme Demon Lord?" And Gremory's father? Huh, so aristocracy does work in other races. And he said 'old buddy'. I wonder if this is just mockery or they are really friends like that.

"That's right. My good, beautiful, handsome, pretty and powerful champ Cohen. The current demon Lord whose daughters are Also true eye-candies." He said with a grin and a proud expression, when myself am kinda uneasy because of that same quote. Them again, he's a vampire, and vampires are either rapists or lovers. Lord Desmond is probably both. "His wife is also aging like wine, the best kind."

"If I may, I want to know what a great vampire lord, the prime minister at that, is doing here? What's your affair here, Lord Desmond?" I asked that just to shove his indecent comments away, but in all honesty, that question is also something bugging me. He stopped his session of nose-growing and turned his black-as-night eyes to me.

"Well, I'm here to collect information, as well as reconstruct the weather barrier that was destroyed this afternoon." Lord Desmond said with a sigh and scratching the back of his neck in an uneasy way. Weather barrier?

"You mean... Those clouds that were in the way even when summer is just around the corner?" I asked with a hand up, and he puffed his chest on pride.

"Yes, that one indeed. I have you know, since vampires can't withstand the power of Light from the Sun, with a few handsome exceptions, I, the prime minister thank you very much, am in charge in constructing the barrier around Kuoh city made out of clouds so that my fellow vampires can enter this territory without any problem."

"Oh, I understand." So that's what Aria-nee talked about earlier. And thanks to that Esper Girl, the said 'cloud barrier' was lift from Kuoh city, and if I route turns me right, he's here to fix that... 'Refix' that. I dunno. "I wonder what caused this. Wait, I have another question: why here? Why on my house? I don't get it."

"Oh, that... For some reason, I smelled a pretty familiar scent coming from here. The smell of a certain girl you might know." He smiled back at me. He's talking about Annie, definitely. "Lad, if the information of Alice Gremory serves me right, your group, or 'peerage' as you Devils say, has a servant by the name of Annabelle Hellsing, am I correct?"

"Yes, sir. She's... Our... Knight." I said a little hesitant. I don't know this man enough, I don't know if he's gonna pull a prank on me or just do something and destroy my house. Either way, better be prepare for the worst. "Unfortunately, she's not here. He ran away..."

"Aah~, I see, I see." He backed up on his cushion by the other side of the table and nodded in thoughts. He's taking this pretty lightly. Lord Desmond then turned his eyes to a random side, crossed his arms and flashed for me a sardonic grin, looking with an contempt gaze to that same stray direction. "I'm glad to hear that. That blasted Dhampyr garbage shouldn't be under my presence, nor breathing my air~. What a disgrace she is to the Hellsing name."

"Why bother coming here anyway if you wanna avoid her, then?" I should be angry at his contempt remarks about Gremory's knight, yet I found a contradiction between his words and actions. I'm no detective, but he shouldn't be having this conversation if his interest here wasn't Annie in the end. After that little remark, Lord Desmond stopped laughing, and then turned to me, still grinning.

"Playing mind games with the Great Desmond, Sekiryuutei? I have you know, you have to be at least a millennia old in order to even think about tricking me, lad." He says that, yet I uncovered him in less than a hour. But for the sake of my own head and neck, better go with the flow, and change the subject. Let's see.

"Lord Desmond, any reason for you to... Get naked on my room and stretch yourself here?" I almost forgot that, but yeah, there was a naked guy stretching himself on my room like this place is his turf or something. Not that I care much, since I'm getting used to this stuff, but that was freaky enough. Younger Toguro has nothing on Lord Desmond. Oh, I'm blushing just for remembering. Lord Desmond, on the other hand, grinned even more, as he flexed his biceps again.

"Of course you would notice, Sekiryuutei. I have you know, i don't use any other form of transportation besides my own body. As a result from this and my usual training, I've grown an enormous amount of muscles." He said in a proud tone. "From time to time, I must re-exercise them, so that I can be on top shape anytime. Oh, hohohoh, not that anything can pose a threat to me, in the end!"

"Cool." I said with a deadpan expression and a thumb up. Wait, shit! I did it again! I snarked! Fortunately, he was so absorbed to... Himself, he simply ignored my little sardonic remark. Thank goodness. "Lord Desmond, if I may, who's exactly haruka-sama, Annie's old lady?"

"Who...?" Of course.

"Never Mind. Anyway, thanks for the visit, I'm honored... Somehow." I gave another snark at him, while drinking some more tea and looking away from him. "I'm really sorry for bugging you with question. You can go away and help Nemesis-san now."

"Huh, polite. But of course, it is with I with whom you're talking to, so of course even Devils would act accordingly!" He laughed even more, much to my chagrin. Somehow, that behavior triggers some nostalgia, he's definitely a relative of Annie. Lord Desmond then stopped, and turned directly to me. "I know you don't want to, but let us talk about you. Is it true that you host the Red Welsh Dragon Emperor? The one and only Sekiryuutei? Might be another Twice Critical type, if you're not careful."

"Uhh~, yeah, I think I'm sure that I'm the Sekiryuutei." I said, extending my left arm for him and summoning the Crimson Dragon gauntlet there. He took a quick, superficial look, and smiled, nodding in understanding. I mean, I'm pretty sure Yagura and Ddraig himself wouldn't be lying to me... I think. Besides, everybody says I'm the real deal, so I'm sure this one is also the one.

"Oh, I see, I see. The infamous Dragon Longinus made from Ddraig of the heavenly dragons. I'm surprised, yet at the same time, not." He said with a grin, looking to my arm, then back to me. He was so concentrated that I felt uncomfortable again. "But as I can see, you're still far from total control over it. Moreover, I see a lock around your arm and body. In other words, there's something preventing you from fully take advantage of the power of the welsh dragon."

"Is that so?" I looked back at my sacred gear, and it shined it's jewels to me. So there's a lock in my sacred gear, that's a thing, I guess. Lord Desmond stood up, and helped me stand on my two as well. Now what?

"Get up, Sekiryuutei. As a token of my undying kindness and power, I shall lend you a hand in your development as the successor of the Gauntlet of the Red Dragon Emperor!" He said bombastically, almost breaking my mirrors across the room. But he said he'll help me achieve something, so it's a start. I don't actually wanna cheat my way up, but since I'm dealing with five sacred gear users at the time for now, I don't have much of a choice. I want to help, so better take it while I can.

"Thank you, I guess." I said. Lord Desmond laughed again, cracking his Knuckles in a menacing way. I'm regretting every choice I had in my life for now... Not that is something new, mind you.

"Very well then, Sekiryuutei. Now, take off your coat!"

"Wait, what?" And after that freaky command, I reluctantly stripped myself from the jacket of my borrowed uniform, the real one is still in Okinawa, and in his command, turned my back to him. Okay, this is really awkward, not that it's the first time for me to be naked next to someone that I don't actually know. However, the problem starts when I remember the last person I found myself in this same situation with was... Irene-San. A chill ran down my spine as I felt strong, great hands reaching my shoulders from my back. He could easily crush my hand between them. "Err... I feel uncomfortable."

"You should trust your elders, Sekiryuutei, mainly me, the one and only Prime minister!" He said next to my ear. Oh, shit. "Now, relax and let me take the lead. I'll show you the wonders my hands can do to your stressed and tired body while I reach for inside your spirit and awake the beast from within."

"..."

"...?"

"You're not helping."

"VAMPIRIC ULTRA MAX OMEGA TECHNIQUE! EIGHT GATES OF WONDER!" And without any warnings, I could feel his thumbs, which were as big as my own fists, reaching to certain points in my back!

"Kyaaaah~!"

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~~x~~

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I don't know any better. Everybody had dinner, and everybody was now pretty much asleep, except for me and the girls. We were now parked in front of the door with a number 1 board, Ichijou's room, waiting for our nighty opportunity to have our usual asleep sleepover with him, but for some reason, the door wouldn't budge.

"I wonder why he would lock the door." I wondered out loud, a plate with rice and grilled fish on my hands. If he's awake, we'll talk and give it to him, if he's not, we'll just slee on his bed. Tasha and Ryuubi are also here, for that same reason.

"Maybe Lord Desmond is spending some quality time with Long Hong! After all, men should only spend so much time together!" The tall Chinese girl said with a hand over her muscles. Men spending time with men, that's not right. A man should also spend time with his girlfriends, and to tell the truth, I wanna cuddle with him too.

"Yaoi?" And of course, another stupid joke coming from Tasha Campbell herself. Brr, thanks for he imagery of a muscular grown man and the skinny boy that my husband is. With that, is obvious who's at the bottom and who's on top. As amusing such thought is, I just pat her on the head.

"Almost, but let's not forget he has us too." I smiled, reaching for Ryuubi to do just that as well. Thy may not know, but I'm also way older than everybody in this house, so better take the motherly tone instead of the perverted old lady trope. I turned back to the door and tried to knock it again. "After all, who knows what a bumped monster like Lord Desmond Hellsing can do to a low-class devil like Ichijou..."

"AND TAKE MY LOVE AGAIN, SEKIRYUUTEI!"

"Kyaaaaah~...!"

"..." No. This can't be right. I think I just heard Ichijou's voice moaning like a little girl. Heheh, no, this is probably one of those slapstick gags we see in comedy. I'll just open the door, and everything will be a misunder-...

"FEEL THE FLOW OF ENERGY IN YOUR BODY! RECEIVE THE BOOST OF EUPHORIA FROM WITHIN! RECEIVE IIIIIIITTTTT...!"

"Oh, holy shit! Stop it, Lord Desmond! I'll break me~! You'll break meeeee~!" This is going a little too far. They're saying this just to mess with me. As much as I love Ichijou, I'll pinch his cheek to the ground if this goes any further. I scanned around, and like I was expecting, the girls had different reactions: emotionless Tasha with a bleeding nose, and an excited Ryuubi with gleams on her eyes. I simply... Can't. Stay calm, Yoko, you're not... Jealous. Wait, I can't be jealous! My husband is being raped!

Maybe I'm jealous because I'm the one who wants him to r-... Ah! Bad Yoko! You're his caretaker now! Don't go lusting for him now!

"FINISHING MOVE: THE EIGHT GATE OF EXTASY AND REDEMPTION!"

"Hyaaaaah~! I can't marry anymore~!"

"That does it! Ryuubi, break that door!" I commanded the pinkerette, who was so curiously looking at the door like she could see anything by the other side. She turned to me in a blink, and smiled.

"I have a better idea, Akabane-dono." She spoke as she straightened a metal clip and instead of breaking the door, put that metal wire inside the lock of the doorknob. After a quick turn and a few twists, and *CLICK* sound was hear inside the lock, and soon, the descendant of the infamous strategist turned the knob and opened the door.

Oh yeah, how I keep forgetting how overpowered Gremory's peerage is.

"Let me see." Tasha was the first to come forth, opening the door in a hurry to see a 'wrestling match' between two manly men. Fortunately, reality was a lighter: my Ichijou was laid on the floor like an animal-carpet, his face practically screaming for help, while that same muscular, gigantic vampire with pitch black hair and goatee was sitting on him, shirtless, pressing his thumbs on the Sekiryuutei's back so furiously steam was oozing from them. Tasha, who was quiet this whole time, muttered a simple. "Wow."

"Oh, if it isn't the lovable ladies of the new Sekiryuutei. I gotta say, some things don't change even with different generations!" The blusterous vampire said with his thunder-like voice, as Ichijou's now-meek voice tried to reach us.

"Help... Me... He wants... To tear me... In two..." He sobbed in a rather pathetic way. In a normal vision, he was just like a headless cockroach, but seeing from here... His smell, his aura, his entire being changed, somehow. I dunno, he seemed more healthy, which of course wasn't visible in normal sight. I turned to the vampire on top of him(I wanted to make a joke, but not now.)

"Lord Desmond, what's happening here?" I asked. The vampire, their general prime minister, flashed a quick glance at me, and then pressed a final spot on Ichijou's back, making the former gasp in pain and then go limp on the floor. Then, he stood up from his poor victim and dressed himself up again.

"A small favor for Dear Cohen. I'm doing something I've learned with some fellow vampires back in Thailand and pressing some pressure points on the Sekiryuutei here. Not just that, I've also undone some knots and lumps on his back and body, as well asimproving his circulation." He gave me a thumb up. No wonder Ichijou's like that. Must've hurt like hell. "What about it, huh? Isn't the greatest prime minister of the Vampire Kingdom, Desmond Hellsing, just the best and kindest of his race? You might also include 'handsome'."

"I guess 'thank you' is enough." I sighed. After a while, things got a little calmer, and since I'm the daughter and second in command of Kanto's supernatural faction, might as well hear what are his business here since there are no more distractions. We sat face-to-face on Ichijou's room, while Tasha was drinking the rest of the tea on Ichijou's bed and Ryuubi was back-walking on him on his bed. "I see. Not only you must accompany lord Nosferatu to here in Japan, but you must also finish the barrier so that your vampiric compatriots can safely travel to Kuoh academy."

"Exactly, my dear Kurama. I couldn't expect less from that gorgeous woman that is Muu's daughter." A shiver ran down my spine. My mother... Is indeed a bombshell with Big breasts(genetics are very random on youkais) but a compliment coming from an old man is unsettling. I nodded with a quick sip on my tea and sighed. "With the rain gone, I smelled the scent of a vampire around here. I thought she could help me out with his job, but after I've discovered it was Annabelle all along, I gave up. Huhuhuh, I was brought here by a random vampire in the hopes of helping me only to end up disappointed."

"Is that so? But you covered all the area from Romania to here. How come you need help for such a petty task as this?" I know the answer, actually. I'll just pretend I don't in order to make him speak. His usually pale skin blushed a little, and he dismissed my comment with a handwave.

"Details, details. Let us not engage in those to avoid losing our precious time here. Ooh, hohohoh! You and the Sekiryuutei sure share some lines of thought." He answered. Yeah, I'm not falling for that one. He obviously care in the end for a vampire. He took another sip of his tea. "I know is almost a sin to not talk about me, but enough of my business. How's Kuoh doing? Are the preparations going well?"

"We found some... Problems along the way, but we can take care of them. Don't worry about it." I bit my lip in frustration. That was definitely a lie, since those Miyama runaways are being a thing to deal with. Aria-San said she'll take care of them by the time of reunion, so I guess I can let this one pass. He snickered at me.

"Don't be afraid in asking for help! You creatures of the Sun really underestimate the power from the shadows!" He said to everyone in the room, but ultimately grinned at us. I dunno, this vampire is being a lot more friendly than I've anticipated. Lord Desmond then pulled from his cape a bouquet of red roses, a black veil holding them all, and placed on the table. "Thank you for thy hospitality. This is my signature token of gratitude and eternal love! Then you can all proudly declare that Desmond Hellsing blessed this place with his presence!"

"Yeah... Thank you." Without joking around, I have to say, those roses are indeed one of the prettiests I've ever seen. However, they don't look so strange for me. With the exceptions of the black ribbon, those roses look awfully like the flowers downstairs decorating the living Room...

Token of gratitude and eternal love, eh?

"But now I shall go! Kuoh academy awaits me for the ritual to bring back the clouds and prepare the ultimate show that this place has ever seen!" He said in a rather bombastic way, jumping while still sitting in a true Zeppeli-style and doing a flip midair to top it all. In the end, he landed right on the edge of the balcony window, and pulled his cape to cover his lower half. "Until then, dear Kurama and Berolina's peerage. Do not disappoint me."

And with a final laugh, he turned into a pack of bats and flew away by the window, leaving a dense most all the way into the skies. Vampires, who can explain them? To be fair, since Lord Rizevim's "prank" back in the days, the nigh extinction of the vampire race made the remaining members of such simply ignore the quarrel between the factions, building the current Vampire Empire and by the rule of the 'Strongest leader' regardless of gender, and now are searching for their own survival among the supernatural. That reunion itself it's just a way to tie all the loose ends with Devils and search for their own place in the earth. I hope this goes well.

"Interesting fellow." Tasha said, still looking at the open window and facing the now covered moonlight. I turned back to the bed, and Ryuubi has already finish her back walking on the Sekiryuutei, who was now pass out on the bed. Lord Desmond made him a favor, he's... Different now. I dunno why, but the circulation of power is a lot smoother now. Previously, the energy inside was only build up in his left arm, so much I was afraid it might end up bursting his arm off, now, the circulation is better, and his arm no longer is saturated. This is good.

"And the Hong Long rests. If I had a legendary adventure as much as him, I'd be like that too! Rest well to fight well." Ryuubi said, patting the head of an asleep Ichijou. Jealousy attacked a little, but then I sighed. He's building his own harem, so such this are to be expected... But still, I want to be his number one~. However, things made a turn with her next move: She turned Ichijou's face upwards, in a way he was facing her, and placed a French kiss on his lips.

"WAAAAAAAAH...?!" I screamed until my lungs were empty, as she proceeded to suck his lips and tongue in a very innocent way. Screw that! Why the hell she's frenching him?! Is this what they call a mouth rape?! "Ryuubi, what the hell?!"

"Kissing a great source of energy is undoubtedly a good way to regain stamina, don't you think, Akabane-dono?" With a face of someone without a worry in the world and a cat smile, she spoke despite the fact that I'm here! Did she lose the sense of danger?!

"What do you mean?!"

"Quiet. Wake up others." Tasha said, placing a hand on my shoulder and making a 'shhh~' sound with her finger. I shut my mouth with both my hands, and suddenly the witch shove me away and sat on the bed by the other side of Ichijou. "My turn."

"...?!"

"Affirmative. I'm sorry, my seniors should have their priorities." And Ryuubi let of of the Sekiryuutei. Those words... My worst fear came when Tasha did the same: pulling Ichijou's face to herself to start frenching him!

"Awawawawaw...!" My face faltered as I saw her pass her tongue into his mouth and caress his brown hair with another hand, while the other was supporting his face. After a while, I returned to my senses, only to again point a finger at both of them! "What the hell?! What... Who... Why... WHAT?! What are you girls doing?!"

"Sharing." Tasha simply said. I went ahead and whacked her on the head. "Ouchie."

"Akabane-dono, if I may, during your absence, we discovered an ability from within Hong Long." The pink little conquestor said, all while finishing her 'turn' and trailing a line of saliva out of Ichijou's mouth. "Maybe it's his powers going overdrive, maybe it's the still unstable power of his Boosted Gear, but if we can maintain physical contact with him, Hong Long can transfer his forces to us."

"And do you really think that excuse will work?!"

"Try." Awaking from her catatonic state since I hit her head with a bit of senjutsu, The purple witch said, touching Ichijou's lips with the tip of her fingers. "Much better, so energy, good stuff. Try."

What to do now? I mean, I swore I would protect him, and of course, this means stop this nonsense. But I must first try to confirm this, after all, the punishment can the lighter. I gulped and blushed, have an opportunity like that right in front of me, not to mention they say it's gonna boost my own energy. Nah, there must be a trick... But better confirm it because maybe I can go easy on them and not just to make... An excuse... To kiss... Ichijou...

"Fine, understood. I mean, I'll just confirm it, so that I might rethink the punishment from you two. Doesn't mean you're safe!" I said in a stern, military voice, but I meeked as I approached the knocked-out boy on the bed and picked both his cheeks to direct his face to me.

Oh~, he's still smelling Okinawa, it's kinda intoxicating... To be honest, ever since the beginning I wanted to kiss him. Maybe it's because it'd be the easiest way to suck energy out of him while still on the casuals, but now... I dunno, should I feel ashamed because I'm technically kissing my godson? Happy because it's finally happening? No, I'm just doing... For a check. Yeah, let's eat... That's It! I mean 'that's it'!

"Okay... Here I go..." I said, the two simply sitting right next to me as eager as I secretly am. This is the first step to adulthood, right? Granted, I'm not that young, but it has been a while. Okay, okay, the forbidden secret kiss, after that, I won't be talking about it ever. Okay, okay, take a deep breath, concentrate and, and, and...

*Chuu~...*

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"Wow, since when Ichijou use Strawberry shortcake lipstick?"

"We're trying to figure this out t-..." WHACK! Before Tasha could finish her own words, I hit both her and Ryuubi on the head! They were lying to me! Little pricks! A throbbing bump in their heads is the least of the problems they'll face! "Ouch! Hurt. Much."

"Believe me, I won't get any easier for you two!" I said, now slapping them across their faces, leaving bruises and hand marks all over their burning pretty faces. After a hour and a half of pure face disfigurement, I stopedC as they are now facing the floor, devastated by my barrage of holy slaps! "Now! I hope you two have learned your lesson."

"Affirmative. You kiss first." Tasha said, Ryuubi nodded with a smile.

"Damn right! No! I mean... Yeah." And lust won over me again. I dunno why, but kissing him kinda makes me feel better. Also, I can't stand them kissing him out of the blue when he's unconscious... Okay, I can't stand them kissing him at all. But... Just for this night. "Okay, okay. Fine, let's share him. But! This is the last time we'll ever do that!"

"Thanks for your approval, Akabane-dono." Ryuubi smiled, as she caressed the face of the current red dragon host and pinched one of his cheeks. "Just remember that we must be back to our room as soon as we finish him."

"Got it."

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I'm the worst caretaker ever...

But... I'm the happiest worst caretaker ever.

*Chuu~!*

*Chuu~!*

*Chuu~!*

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~~X~~

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Geez, another day, another road to self-destruction with sore lips. Maybe I caught rabies with Kaichou, after all, she was the first whom... Kissed me. It's hurts a lot, but no infection. I wonder why, this is really starting to bug me...

Speaking of bugging me... I feel great now. And not just 'in great pain', I feel ever lighter now. More than the medicine, more than Lady Alice's cuddling, I can actually breath and feel it. Is that... The power of the vampiric massage? Then again, Ryuubi was kinda stomping me yesterday too, and believe it or not, she's actually pretty heavy because of her massive muscles and chest. But whatever it was, this was actually great.

'Hey, Izuki...'

"Huh...?" Did someone just call me 'Izuki'? That's new, and none of my girls ever call me that. Wait, did I seriously think 'my girls'? Aaah~, I'm thinking too much into it again, that's really annoying. I turned around and who would have guess, it's a round familiar face. I guess her name was something something... Oh, right, the esper girl, I never picked her name up. But she's different today. Her style is another one two: she's wearing glasses. "Oh, hey... What's your name again?"

'To be fair, I'm afraid we didn't share enough words to reach those formalities.' She mentally sighed. Wait, I can actually hear her own thoughts but without her own snarks. That's new. 'Allow me to present myself: I'm Kyouka Mizuki, the esper you met the other day and sent you to Okinawa.'

"Yeah, yeah. Pleased to meet you, Kyouka-San. Tell me, the fact that I can actually hear your mind without the interferences has something to do with your new sense of fashion?" I said touching the bring of invisible glasses on my eyes. She blinked a few times, and did the same as me.

'Why yes, that is correct, Izuki.' She said, thought, again with the 'Izuki'. 'Madam Shizuka has given me those magical spectacles in order to limit the amount of psychic Powers on me. I no longer can hear your wondering thoughts without either of our consent, meaning I no longer am mentally attached to you.'

"That's good to hear and all. I don't want people reading my mind either."

'And no one would want to hear your thoughts for what is worth.'

We stared at each other, and frowned, both of us during our mental 'snark-off'. After a while, however, we both gave up and cracked each other a smile. That's good, that's nice. I'm really... Taking my time to build some good relationships... Let's just ignore the fact that she just tried to kill me yesterday...

'Kill is not the correct word, but you can put it like that, Izuki...'

"Oh, right. You can read my mind. Oops." I sighed again. That one slipped. He stared at each other, and like friends, we started to walk to Kuoh academy, since I was all alone up until now because my broken body wouldn't get up for a while. But I'm not really that late, so no worries. "Today is a good day."

'It's all cloudy.'

"Yeah, exactly."

I just hope that... This can last until my everyday life kicks in as usual...

'By the way, Izuki...'

"From where did you get that from?" I said, turning to her. But soon dismissed because 1- She has something to say, and; 2- I don't actually dislike my nicknames, in fact, one of the few I've been gaining since my day one as a devil.

'Glad to hear you appreciate my way to address you.' She said. Again, mind-reading, better be careful with that. Anyway, I turned to her, as she began to... Think. 'As I was thinking, you thought the other day that might have another dragon-sacred Gear Users around the transfer candidates, right? The truth is, I might be able to pinpoint their location.'

"Really...?"

'If their 'mental scent' is similar to yours in a way, It might be possible. Possible, that is, key word.'

That's great news! We have to inform Nemesis-San about this! Maybe my day can avert my own wave of bad luck after all!

*DIN-DON! DIN-DON!*

'Attention students. Student Tsukino Ichijou from class 1-B. Please present yourself to the Headmistress's office as soon as possible. That is all. Have a nice day.'

Of course I'd be wrong...

Shit...

'Language, young man...'

"Aaaaagh~..."

yep, no much except some exposittionn, jokes and revelations, no action this time. I'll try to keep up as soon as possible. Thanks for reading, until next time~.