Chapter 9

WARNING!: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS A LEMON!

It was bad enough that he had to deal with the two of them arguing, but now Shizuku was saying that Asia,Rias,Yukina,Sayaka, Asagi La Folia and Many more are his harem. Now he loved Rias and Asagi , and certainly has affections for Asia Yukina, and the idea has crossed him a bit when his sister started mentioning it. But how was he supposed to handle two girls that wanted him all to herself?

Before he knew it, he was at the bottom of the stairs. Still feeling tired from sleeping, he closed his eyes and yawned as he entered the kitchen.

But when Ayato reopened his eyes, they grew as wide as dinner plates and his nose bled a tiny bit at the sight before him.

Standing there, side by side together, in the kitchen in front of Ayato was Xuelan, Karlamine, Isabella, and Yubelluna.

But they weren't wearing their usual outfits. Each one of the four women before him were wearing sexy French maid uniforms, which were sleeveless and exposed their ample cleavages, with the former Phoenix Queen's being almost unable to stay the uniform. Xuelan and Karlamine didn't have on the maid headpiece like Yubelluna and Isabella, with the Chinese Rook keeping her buns and the Knight with her headband. Isabella had taken off her mask, fulling showing her beautiful face, and Yubelluna had her hair down in two pony tails.

"Good morning, master!" They said together, with Xuelan saying it with a bright smile, Isabella with a small smile, Karlamine appearing to be embarrassed, and Yubelluna having a neutral expression. The four maids bowed their heads. "We're here for your service!"

"Aaah…" Ayato continued to stare at them with hanging jaws and wide eyes, shocked not only to see them, but in sexy maid outfits. When he was able to find the will to speak, he took a step back. "Wha-What-What the fuck!" He exclaimed. "How you get here ?!"

"Lady Keiko let us in when we arrived a couple hours ago." Isabella said after raising their heads from the bow. All head turned towards the Soul Reaper Blazer Attack mage who was eating her own breakfast.

After pouring her food and hearing his name being called out, Keiko turned her head towards them. "They're going to be living with you, so I decided to just go ahead and let them in." He responded.

"Oh, right," Ayato said, remembering the duel with Riser Phoenix when he betted the four girls. He then looked to them, his face turning pink as he scanned Isabella's maid outfit, secretly admitting they looked really hot in the dresses. "But, why-why are you wearing those outfits?"

"Well, we've been talking," Isabella said, looking away to hide her embarrassed, while blushing lightly as he stared at her. "And we've decided to be your maids."

"Huh?"

"What is going on here?" A stern toned voice caused Ayato to quickly turn around to find Rias and Asia standing at the base of the stairs, now fully dressed in their uniforms. The crimson-haired girl glared at him and the girls with her arms crossed under her breast, while Asia looked upset too, but with teary eyes.

"Uh… well-I…" Ayato tried to come up with an answer, but Yubelluna halted him by placing a hand on his shoulder. She then stepped forward, her face neutral and almost cold.

"Allow me to explain our presence," she said. "As you know, we were offered to if he was to win the duel with Lord Riser—" Yubelluna abruptly stopped, gritting her teeth for a moment. This caught the residence of the house attention for a moment.

Xuelan, feeling the anger and frustration that her friend was feeling, stepped forward and took over the explanation. "After we watch you and Ayato fly away, the four of us returned to the Phoenix mansion to work out the unexpected stakes that their son made. When we told them that your servant was willing to give us a choice, they thought it would be best for us to go ahead and be with him. Just to show him our gratitude."

"Is that so?" Keiko's voice came from behind Rias and Asia. The Devil girls were shocked by this and moved aside, revealing to Ayatoand the maid girls the older Attack mage's stern expression, as they turned to face her. The Adult Mage sighed and place her finger on her temple, before walking towards Kenny and the maid girls. "You know how to attract all kinds of women, don't you?"

"It's not like I ask for it," Ayato protested, as she stopped in front of them.

"So you all want to stay here, huh?" Keiko questioned the four newcomers. They all nodded. The young girl sighed. This was going to get out of control, she could tell.

"Right, but just so you know: Kenny maybe my brother, but as his sister, I'm the top bitch in this house!" She proclaimed, pointing at them dramatically. The maids looked at her with wide eyes, not sure how to take this. "That means I didn't want to see any fighting among any of you for my brother's love! If you want it, you'll have to join his harem! Take turns, or have an all-out orgy!"

"DO YOU EVER THINK BEFORE YOU OPEN THAT BIG MOUTH?" Ayato exclaimed comically, with shark-like teeth and white eyes and a red anime-style tick mark on his head. Yubelluna, Karlamine, Isabella, and Xuelan were taken back by Keiko's proclaim, and their faces turned red with embarrassment. Rias and Asia on the other hand, blushed heavily with their eyes covered in the shadow of their hair.

'More love rivals!'

Groaning loudly with his hands pressing against his eyes, Ayato then said, "Alright, look: I don't need maids. We're capable of taking care of ourselves. I just need to prepare breakfast for everyone." He turned to go do his intended task, only for Karlamine to stop him with a hand on his chest.

"We'll prepare the morning meal, it is our duties as maids," She said. "You, however, need to clean yourself and get dressed."

"And don't think you're changing our minds about it," Isabella said with a smile. "We're willing to earn our right to be here, too."

Ayato looked at her puzzled for a moment, but shrugged. At least he can take a shower and get fully awake.

After returning having taken his shower, putting on his school uniform, and equipping himself with the shinai bag with the Sword inside, Kenny sat at the table to wait for breakfast. Rias and Asia quickly sat down beside him, almost as if they were in a hurry to get to a seat next to him. Karen soon joined them, having put on her school uniform.

Within a minute, Xuelan, Isabella, Karlamine, and Yubelluna walked out of the kitchen in a single file way, with plates and cups filled with drinks. In an almost unified manner, the young women placed the plates in front of four people at the table and set the drinks on the side. Karlamine quickly rushed back into the kitchen to get something, while the Kurosawa residences stared down at their plates with wide eyes. Rias and Asia were confused by what they were looking at, but Kenny and Karen were greatly joyed.

"Chorizo and eggs," Kenny asked, staring at said food on his plate that was with a side of refried beans and square potato bites.

"Ah hell yeah!" Keiko was about to grab a hand full of the chorizo and egg, when Karlamine came back and present a fork to her face.

"We use a fork, ," She said sternly. Keiko smiled sheepishly, before grabbing the utensil.

"I can't believe how long I haven't had this," said Kenny, as Karlamine went around giving fork to everyone at the table. Once he got his fork, the teen used it to try out the chorizo and eggs. One bite, and he was instantly encaptivated by the delicious meal. "And this is easily the best I've ever had! Thank you!"

The four maids bowed head with smiles. "We're happy you enjoy it, master."

Ayato then thought of something, and turned his attention to his left towards Rias. "Maybe you can learn how to cook this." He said. "I'm sure you'd be great at it." Something he found out when she started living with them was that Rias was an expert at cooking Japanese food, western food, and Chinese food. She had a wide range of cooking skills and can cook food of the finest quality. He'd originally thought she would be bad at these kinds of things because she was like a princess, but it's the opposite. Living in the human world for as long as she's been doing must have paid off.

"I think I will," said the crimson-haired girl with a smile. "Thank you for the recommendation."

Asia looked at Ayato with a troubled expression, pouting in jealousy at how much attention he was giving Rias. She closed her eyes and wiped her head away, before pinching Ayato's right arm and twisting, causing him to cringe in pain. When she lets go, he looked at her with a glare. "Is there a reason for that?" He hissed at her in a low voice.

His response was only silence. Whenever she got in a bad mood, she'd do this to him without saying a word. It was cute and lovely, it was also annoying for him.

Asia was also amazing. In a short time she's learned Japanese letters. She already mastered hiragana and katakana and was moving to learn how to read and write kanji now. This was mostly because she worked hard, but also because she seemed to have a talent for studying, which she really enjoyed. She may have just started normal school life a few months ago, but her ability to learn fast meant she had no trouble with mathematics, science and languages.

However, when it came to cooking, she couldn't compete with Rias. Asia wasn't a bad cook, but the redhead seemed to make everything she cooked delicious.

"Oh, I forgot to mention this to you, Ayato." Rias told him, making the teen turn his attention to her. "Today the club members are coming here."

"What are you talking about," He asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Do you remember what I said before? It's about time to clean the whole old school building. While it's being clean, we'll be moving the meeting here."

"If that is the case, then when you return, we'll prepare for the meeting," said Yubelluna with a bow.

Ayato finished swallowing a bite of chorizo and eggs before saying, "you know you girls can grab something to eat as well."

Isabella blinked for a moment in confusion. "But it's not for the maid to eat while the master is too."

"I told you, I don't need maids." Kenny waved his fork in denial. "Besides, I'm sure that you're hungry. Go on, help yourselves."

The two Rooks and Knight shared glances with each other, not sure if they should go ahead and do it. Most of their lives as Devils were spent following Riser's orders and doing his bidding. The only time they and the other Phoenix servants were allowed to eat on their own was lunch time. Breakfast and dinner was when they'd stand back and watch their former master eat delicious meals. But with them being given to Kenny, they were to follow his orders, and the black-haired teen seemed to be giving the four more freedom. And so, the three turned to the left and made their way to the kitchen.

Yubelluna soon followed. But before entering the kitchen, she stopped and looked at the table, watching the young man who was now her 'master'. He seemed so different compared to Riser, and she wasn't going to lie to herself and admitted at he's very handsome. However, Yubelluna's head tilted down a bit, remembering on certain thinks in her past. The men she trusted, and lead to disaster for her.

She was certain that it was going to be awhile before she could fully accept him as anything other than another Riser, who only wanted her powers and body. Yubelluna turned away and walked into the kitchen.

The noon came soon than Kenny had realized. It was a bright day at Hagun Academy, and the weather across the country has started to become warmer than before with the arrival of spring.

He sighed while leaning back in his chair, staring up at the ceiling. "This roller coaster of a life just wouldn't slow down," He said to himself. "First Rias moves in, Asia started a rivalry with her, and now Xuelan, Karlamine, Isabella, and Yubelluna move in and are my so called 'maids'." Ayato's flushed when he thought about the French maid dresses they all had on. How the dress made them not only cute, but sexy with how tightly the clothing fit their bodies. "And of all the outfits they had to pick, they just had to pick a maid's uniform."

"What was that, son?" A familiar and unpleasant voice asked, bring Ayato out of his own little world and back into the real one. He brought his head down to look in front of himself, only to be met with the sight of Matsuda and Motohama standing before him.

"What's with you two," Ayato asked, not really in the mod for the Perverted Duo.

Motohama placed his hands on the desk and leaned closer to Kenny. "There're some rather odd rumors about you going around you, so you might want to be more careful."

"What rumors," asked the black-haired teen, already annoyed by the fact that the glasses-wearing pervert was in his face.

"One is that you're playing around with beautiful girls like you were a wild beast." He said while fixing his glasses and having a shadow loom over his face.

"Huh?"

"Yeah, yeah!" Mastsuda said. "For real, man. They say that you got a hold of Rias and Akeno, and forced them to evil, sexual acts against their will. Making them say such dirty shit, man~!"

"What?!" Ayato shouted over the insane rumors.

"There's more," said Motohama. "They say that you've fangs into, the school's mascot, Koneko, who has a loli body. That you've devoured her in intense sexual intercourse that could easily break her body. Feasting on her underdeveloped body like a carnivorous beast! And now you lust has now reached the Angels who had just transferred to our school; Asia and Yukina."

"Alright! Alright! Stop!" Ayato shouted, having enough of hearing the outrageous lies told about him. He placed his hands on his temple when he started to feel the headache coming back. "Just tell me who's spreading those rumors."

"Well, that was us," Mastsuda admitted.

"... What?"

"Snap!" Motohama exclaimed, getting closer to his face to the point that Kenny could have sworn he was smelling their bad breath. "If you don't let us know what you know, we'll go crazy with jealousy!"

"Yeah!" Motohama joined in. "And it'd already be too late, see!"

"That's the excuse you two have for spreading rumors," Ayato asked indignantly.

"By the way," said Mastsuda, "we're also spreading a rumor about you and Kiba being a gay couple. It's really popular among some girls."

POW! POW!

"Why don't the two of you go fuck yourselves?!" Ayato exclaimed in anger at the Perverted Duo as he stood up from his chair, who were now lying on the floor with bruised faces after he punched them.

"So, the two are harassing you again?" Ayato looked up at the source of the voice and with startled to see it was Aika Kiriyuu, the same girl who passed out when she used her… unique ability to measure the size of his manhood. Standing next to her was Asia, smiling at him. "

Asia," Kiriyuu said to her, "there are so many other nice boys around. You don't have to be his girlfriend if you don't want to."

This caused Asia to fluster. "B-b-b-boyfriend!?"

"Eh? I'm wrong? But the two of you are always together, so I thought you two were going out," pointed out Kiriyuu with a perverted expression.

"T-t-that's... Auu..." Asia's face began to turn crimson in embarrassment.

"Hmmm. Is that so? You guys look like a couple. You 're always together and get along well, kinda like a combination. You guys are also living together with your parents' permission, right? A young boy and a girl living under one roof." Kiriyuu turned to towards Kenny and walked up to him, stepping over the unconscious Perverted Duo. "And if I can make a guess: you two haven't properly bathed together, haven't you?"

"Ah… No?" Kenny responded, not sure if he wanted to know what was going through the girl's head.

"That's understandable. You're by far the largest pair I've ever seen." The female pervert told, and it was at that moment that Ayato blushed hot red in embarrassment. "You would have hurt her more than pleased her, so maybe I can be there to fill in the sexual void… Mugah!" She was cut off when Asia covered Kiryuu's mouth with both hands from behind her.

"Aaaah! Please stop, Kiriyuu!"

"And beside, Asia and I aren't a couple!"Ayato exclaimed, right before a quick throbbing pain came from his back. He cursed in his head, knowing that it meant only one thing: the Wings was going to appear again on his Back. "Listen Asia, I've got to go take care of something, okay?"

This second Asia for a moment. Looking at him with a puzzled expression, Asia then saw him move his eyes down and to the right a few times. Following the direction that he was gesturing towards, the blonde beauty realized that his arm was acting up again. "Yeah, sure," she said, letting ok of Kiriyuu.

Ayato nodded and grabbed the shinai bag before leaving.

After he'd left the room, Kenny when over to the old school building. When he opened the door to the clubroom, he saw that there wasn't anyone there. Stepping into the room and hearing door closed behind him, the young man's ears picked up the sound of the shower, and the soft humming of a woman's voice. "Hello? Anyone here?"

"I'm in the shower! Who is it?" Ayato instantly recognized the voice as Akeno's voice. And it was coming from a closed door that housed the shower

"It's me, Ayato."

"Oh hey, Ayato," Akeno said with a joyful tone. "You looking for Rias?"

"Ah, no." Ayato responded, feeling somewhat awkward. "My back's been acting up again, so I was just wondering if you could take care of that."

"Sure! You get ready, while I finish up here."

Ayato nodded and walked out of the room. After exiting the clubroom, the Dark violet sliver-hair teen walked to another door and entered it. The room that he entered was mostly empty, with a Japanese flooring to make it look like a traditional Japanese room. There were symbols around the room that looked like certain casting spells, casting items in the room, and a magic circle in the middle of the room.

Not wasting time, he started striping his upper body. This was all a part of the ritual to scatter the powers of a dragon. After giving up his back to fight against Riser, Ayato's been having to do this ritual to keep his dragon powers in check, as the wings wouldn't go away like it normally would.

After removing his white shirt and the blue T-shirt, Ayato walked over to the circle with the shinai bag in his left hand. Stopping in the center of the circle, he sits down and sets the Zanpakuto down to the side. Now all he has to do is wait for Akeno.

Although, the boy couldn't help but blush as he remembered how this ritual was supposed to be done, as the only ones capable of preforming the event with him are Rias and Akeno.

And it involves some rather… lecherous actions.

The sound of the door opening and closing interrupted his thoughts, and made Ayato turn towards it. Ayato's blush intensified tenfold.

Standing there was Akeno herself, wearing nothing but a drenched white bathrobe that attracted to her perfect figure. Her skin was glistering from the water still on her wet body, making her more beautiful. "Sorry for the wait," She said, untying the orange ribbon, which let her hair down. Ayato didn't know why, but seeing her hair down like that always made her even more stunning.

"It's quite alright," said Ayato, trying to keep his focus on her face and not look down at her wet, almost naked body. "I'm sorry for always asking you to do this."

"Fufufufu. That's hardly your fault, Ayato," Akeno told him, as she walked up to him and sat in front of him in a sacred way. "Now, we shall begin."

"R-Right." Ayato smiled awkwardly as he held out his left hand to her.

"Ara ara. Did something happen?"

"No, it's not that. It's just that you're all wet and… almost naked."

"I was taking a shower when you came looking for me, but I guess that's a good thing for this ritual," Akeno informed him, before taking a gentle hold of his hand. "I didn't have time to dry myself properly." She seemed to really enjoy teasing Ayato, because she was now rubbing his hand with her two hands, sending arousing sensations through his body.

"No, no! You look really great!" Ayato quickly stated, only to regret it and hit his forehead with his hand. "What did I say that for?"

"No, no. I think that was sweet of you to say," said Akeno. "But the issue you're having is with your dragon's spirit. It is far stronger than any of us have expected. Asia and I tried to turn it back into your normal body, but it was only temporarily." She stopped rubbing his and brought it her head close to it. "To suck the dragon's energy directly from your Body, pulling accumulated energy out of your body."

And with that, and while making an obscene water sound, Akeno puts Ayato's index finger into her mouth.

Ayato fought to keep himself from moaning, but the sensation was something he truly couldn't describe with words. May have not been the first time his fingers were inside of Akeno's mouth, but it always felt amazing. It was slippery, but warm, and her lips were so soft. It also didn't help him at Akeno was moaning and holding his finger with both hands, as she leaned in closer to him, sucking on it eagerly and hungrily.

'Alright, Ayato. You can do this.'

Ayato told himself, as his hormones were practically raging, and his primal instincts were almost shouting at him to take Akeno then and there then drink her blood from his fangs started to form. He could feel the power slipping away from his body, but that feeling wasn't as powerful as the sensation he was getting from the erotic situation he was in.

'You've done this before. You just have to keep it together.' However, that was proving to be difficult with Akeno moving her tongue all around his finger. 'But I'm not going to lie; this is really hot!'

Akeno suddenly started licking his finger, causing him to shut his eyes and let a moan slip out. Wanting to know what was going on, Ayato cracked open his right eye and saw Akeno looking at him with a mischievous expression, along with what looked like the sadist personality of hers getting turned on. She started to swirl around my finger with the tip of her tongue, before taking the finger out of her mouth with a thread of saliva.

"Ara ara. If you make a cute reaction like that, then I feel like giving you more service," said the beautiful young woman.

"It's not like I was expecting you to start teasing me." Ayato said.

"But it's not all that bad. I've always wanted to adore you." Akeno said, before surprising Ayato by leaning in close to him, pressing her breast against his chest as she wrapped her arms around his head in a hug. "Even though I act like this, I've a great liking towards you, Ayato."

Ayato grinned and started things off with a sloppy wet makeout session. Pushing past her teeth to have their tongues dance with one another as he grabbed onto her hips and back, pulling her closer to him and deepening their kiss.

When Ayato pulled away from the Priestess of Thunder's lips, he felt her hands slid down to the hem of his pants, wanting them off him. Ayato brings one hand to the back of her head to pull her back into another harder kiss but using that same hand and the other one to undo her dress.

"Mmm...how forward of you," Akeno noted after Ayato broke the kiss and started kissing and biting her neck while rubbing and groping her breasts. "Rias had her fun with you. Now I get to have you all to myself…"

Soon his pants were down, and his enormous ten-inch cock was freed from its confinements. Raging, throating, and wanting to fuck Akeno like the Abomination that Ayato was. Akeno was as naked as he was and pushed him down on his back. Aken was all too eager to be wanting to be fucked by her beloved warrior right at this moment. But first, she was going to enjoy herself a bit with Ayato.

The Queen grinded her pussy a bit on Ayato's cock, before leaning down and licking Ayato's neck, making him moan.

"Akeno…" Ayato said, barely letting loose a voice.

She giggled. "Fufu. You're all mine, Ayato…" Akeno then took Ayato's hands and latched them onto her breasts. The hybrid groped and fondled them again. "My love for you...Ah~... burns deep inside my chest…"

With every phrase between her sentences, she moaned love and lust. Her BDSW mind running wild with thoughts of what she wanted him to do to her.

She leaned down near Kenny's ears as she began to nibble on them. "You hear their moans...with these ears of yours…"

Akeno then came over to his face while kissing and licking him seductively. "You whispered such sweet nothing to them...with these naughty lips…"

After kissing him, she stared lovingly into his black eyes. "And you look at your maids...and Rias...with these naughty eyes…"

Halting her grinding, Akeno slides her hand down Kenny's chest and stomach before grabbing a tight hold on his cock. Playing with it and getting it hard. Caressing her hand on it up and down. "And then...you fuck them with this big, fat, naughty cock…"

Continuing to play with his cock, Akeno shoved Ayato's head in between her breasts. "And now it's my turn~. I'm one of your girls now, and I'm going to make sure you are not falling for any other girls than Rias, the maids, and myself...and I'll do it by imprinting myself into your body and soul~."

Ayato pushed himself up and freed himself from her breasts. Akeno stopped using her hand and went back to grinding on his lap, feeling that rob beneath her getting harder and harder.

"I don't want you to think about anything but me, Ayato…" Akeno said, rubbing his face gently with her hands. "My voice...my aroma...my whole body...my will take all of me in~."

Unable to resist the raging urges within him, Ayato roughly grabbed Akeno's breasts. They were kind of heavy, but his fingers sank right into them. He then started sucking on her right nipple.

And Akeno loved the sensation, and to show just how much she loved it, she rolled her head back and moaned as he covered her niggle and breast with saliva. "Fufu...Oh my...Ayato...You like bigger ones...like mine...don't you~?" Akeno arched her back and groaned as Ayato eagerly switched over to her other tit. "You love boobs~."

Having his fill, Ayato pulled away from her glistening breast and gave Akeno another kiss. Slamming his lips against her in a deep and sloppy clash of tongues. Her moans grew lewder and lewder by the minute while having her breasts massaged while she continued to grind against Kenny's cock.

But she was done teasing him. She was more than eager to get a piece of the White Dragon Primogenitor Hybrid Vampire. When she pulled away, she placed her hand back on his cock. Akeno smiled and slid down off the bed's edge. Dragging her breasts sensually to entice more moans out of him before she got on her knees in front of his cock.

With Kenny sitting at the edge of the bed and Akeno on the floor, the priestess stroked his cock. But then she took his large balls into her smooth hands and fondled Kenny lovingly, amazed at the size and softness of them. Making sure that they were full of his delicious cum.

Before long, Akeno kissed Ayato's tip, making Ayato groan from the sensitive spot touched by the girl he loved. Then the priestess brought out her touch and gave his manhood long and loving licks. Dragging her tongue up and down the sides and underside of his shaft like it was a frozen popsicle.

"Akeno…"Ayato hissed.

With his cock all wet from her love juice and big, ready to be consumed, Akeno greedily opened her mouth and began sucking on. The smell of it burned through her nostrils like it was meth as the taste was out of this world in her mouth. Ayato threw his head back as she slowly sucked him off so he couldn't cum right away. His eyes snapped wide open as Akeno stuffed nearly all of his cock into her mouth, showing off her determination and abilities.

Unable to speak, he placed his hands on the back of her head and helped her take him in deeper. Standing up to thrust into her mouth, eliciting moans from the Queen as she slurped and gagged on his cock to her heart's content.

The lewd sounds filled the room before the busty priestess had an idea popped into her head. She briefly pulled her mouth away from his meaty cock.

"It's so hot…I might burn my mouth…" Akeno said, giggling in the process. She licked it and sucked the tip of her Primogenitor's cock one more time before looking up at him. "But...this wouldn't satisfy this naughty thought of yours."

Like the dirty girl she was, Akeno cupped her two massive breasts and wrapped his cock with them to give her Primogenitor a paizuri. "I know this would do the trick...with your love of boobs. Tell me, does Rias ever do this with you," she asked. "Do you love it when she does it…"

"Y-Yes…" Ayato said, anticipating the pleasure service he was about to receive.

"Then, how about Ayato…?"

Akeno wasted no time and started squeezing and rubbing them up and down the cock between her breasts. Kenny moaned and groaned loudly and gripped her hair tight, which the SM sadist loved as she massaged his cock with her lovely breasts. Licking the tip to add to the pleasure he felt from the heavenly touch from the breasts of his second main girl.

Truth be told, Ayato had often fantasized about Akeno and her luscious breasts whenever she teased him. Both Akeno and Rias' titjobs were unlike anything he's ever felt that it was hard for him to choose who was better.

As Akeno picked up the pace, Ayato could feel himself getting ready to let loose his climax. The first of many if Ayato was anything like Rias in bed.

"Akeno...I'm cumming," groaned the Hybrid Primogenitor.

"Please...release it all…" Akeno begged.

"Akeno - GUH!" Ayato did just that. Throwing his head back before his cock exploded.

SPLURT!

"AAH!" Akeno let out an excited scream as she saw his white essence shot up and out of her lover's cock like a geyser. The Priestess of Thunder cooed softly as Ayato's cum plastered all over her tits and face. Opening her mouth, she caught a good liter's worth of stray shots. The thick taste and the amount she had in her mouth made Akeno pussy wet, and her body tingled at the thought of Kenny shooting more inside of her. For a moment, that sensation made her SM mind wish she had three Ayato to hold her down and fuck her in all three of her hole at once.

Once it was all over, Akeno let loose Ayato's cock and saw the sticky mess she made on herself.

"It's so much...Ayato…" Akeno said, scooping up some of his cum with her finger and sucking it off. "You haven't even put it in, and yet I'm so horny for you…" Gripping Ayato's cock, she took into her mouth again to clean out any remaining cum, desperate for more of his taste.

When she was finished, she grew even more ecstatic upon seeing Ayato's shaft harder than before. Refusing to go down.

Ayato helped her stand up again after being on her knees for so long. Ayato leaned down and kissed her. Wasting no more time, he brought her back to the bed, and Akeno found herself laying on her back, staring up at Ayato with pure desire in her eyes.

"Ayato…" Akeno called out. "Will you make me your exclusive mistress…"

"My… exclusive mistress?" Ayato asked, panting as he remained over her body. Her hands touched his broad shoulders and started tracing the lines in his back. Seeking to entice the samurai into lustful madness further.

"That's right. From now on, will you love me just like you do Rias…? If you do, I'll gladly let you make love with me as much as you want. If you do, from today to the end of time, every time, everywhere, I'll make all your sexual dreams come true."

If Ayato was any other man, or if any man was in his position, drowned in their own lust, they would have gone for it without any hesitation. Akeno's seductive advances, worthy enough for a Devil of her sexiness and caliber to be considered a succubus, an entrance and have men to her to bring them pleasure beyond this universe.

But the warrior had a moment of hesitation. He loved Rias and guilt welled from his heart for what he was doing. Being seduced by Akeno so easily and he felt like he was cheating on his official girlfriend with another woman.

Feelings be damned! Ayato loved Rias, and he loved Akeno too. He will treat her just as the same as he treats Rias. And it was Rias that allowed Akeno to be a part of his harem when they first agreed to share him. Both girls desired him individually, as did he in return.

That why he had a harem. He could never choose between the town because he loved them too much to pick one over the other.

Seeing the want in Akeno's eyes was more than enough to convince Kenny to give her the want she wanted.

"Akeno!" Ayato fell down on top of Akeno, kissing her as her breasts were smashed, and she spread her legs out.

"Ayato, please fuck me!" Akeno moaned.

Ayato, wanting to give Akeno everything he had, aligned his manhood with her womanhood. Teasing the Queen by rubbing it back and forth, making her moan as her hands gripped his shoulders tightly.

Without warning, Ayato shoved his cock into Akeno's pussy in one go.

"GAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!" Akeno screeched in pain and pleasure, and her eyes widened to their limit at the fullness and length of Ayato's cock. Her pussy bled from her hymen being pierced. Tears ran down her face as she began working her hips, experiencing the perfect mixture of pain and pleasure.

Ayato himself nearly blew his load at how hot his harem's mistress' pussy felt but became concerned when he saw the tears. "Akeno, are you okay," He asked, placing a hand on her right cheek. He rubbed her tear away before Akeno placed her hand over his.

This was his answer to her request. Akeno could feel all the feelings he held for the Priestess of Thunder. His harem mistress.

"Hmmmm~. You're soooo big~. Finally...I'm one you, Ayato!" Akeno moaned, feeling the cock of her lover twitching inside of her. Her walls stretched their absolute limit.

"Now I'm all yours~" She moaned, closing her eyes and throwing her head back.

Ayato, without any hesitation, started pumping his cock in and out of Akeno's snatch. He didn't start slow as he did with Rias on their date. For his dirty-minded mistress, she wanted him to give it to her hard and fast. And he predicted correctly. Akeno's face had an ahegao expression as she moaned loudly with every single thrust. She arched herself as she felt Ayato pounded her pussy with all the love and lust he had for her.

"Fuck me! Fuck me, Ayato! Fuck me like you own me!" Akeno cried out loud, hearing the sound of their skin slapping together. Hands gripping the bed clovers as her samurai fucked her into submission. "I want you so bad!"

Both man and woman moaned loudly as Ayato fucked her ferociously. The Couch creaked and shook as Ayato fucked his mistress into the Couch. Asserting his dominance over in bed as his hips slapped her soft thighs with each thrust.

Seeing how Akeno's breasts were swaying around wildly, Ayato grabbed them with his hands. He squeezed them roughly, making Akeno cry out in delighted ecstasy before grabbing the back of his head and pulled him down into a bruising kiss. Ayato french kissed her back with vigor as he gripped her hips and started pounding her with more and more strength.

The two separated their kiss and continued fucking like rabbits in heat, almost forcing Akeno to her breaking point. Ayato found his mistress' ahegao face to be just as sexy as Rias'. However, he wants to make Akeno go completely insane with lust.

So, he quickly pulled out of Akeno and rolled her onto her hands and knees. He could hear his love whispering 'Yes…" as he lifted up her ass before quickly thrusting it back into her tight hole. Akeno reared her head back and screamed as her hands clutched the bedsheets while Ayato fucked her vigorously doggy-style.

"Oh! Ayato! Yes! YES!" Akeno screamed wantonly like a slut. The slapping of her ass and his lap echoed throughout the room. But she didn't care if anyone heard her. Akeno was making love with her samurai, and she was going to love Ayato with her heart and body. Especially her body. "I love it! I love your cock so much! I love...I love you, Ayato!"

"I love you too, Akeno!" Akeno yelled as sweat rolled down his back, and he looked down at their joined lower halves. Akeno's round, firm ass jiggled every single time his hips struck. Sheathing his giant cock into her pussy. Her back was gleaming with sweat, and her black hair sprawled over her shoulders. Making her all the more beautiful.

"FUCK! AHHHHH! IT'S SO FUCKING DEEP!" Akeno was howling with lewd glee as she was fucked silly. Her breasts bounced as her body succumbed to the pleasure. She grabbed one of her breasts and played with it to increase the pleasure she was experiencing.

Kenny could feel the ecstasy that was driving him about to reach its climax. He leaned down, placing his chest on her back, and fucked her faster and hard. In and out of her wet, hot pussy. Feeling the walls of her pussy contract brought him even closer.

"Akeno...I'm gonna...I'm gonna blow!" Ayato groaned, grabbing onto her breasts and held her up. Determined to bring her the lust and love she wanted.

"CUM INSIDE OF ME!" She demanded. "Shoot your seeds inside your slutty priestess! Flood my womb! FUCKING IMPREGNANT ME, KENNY!"

Ayato grabbed her head and turned her to face him. Kissing her passionately as he held her in a passionate embrace. Her tongue collided with his as he swallowed her screams as her hands joined his to grab her breasts roughly.

Like what he did with Rias, when he released Akeno's lips, Ayato channeled some of his power. Ayato roared and, with one powerful thrust, drove his cock all the way into her womb.

"Akeno!"

And exploded thick, burning hot ropes of cum into her.

"AAAAYYYYAAAATTTTOOO!" Akeno lewdly screamed as her own climax hit her like a train. Her cum blasted outwards, as Aysto's cum blasted inwards as he shot every last drop of cum into her womb. Akeno arched her back in great pleasure as she felt the burning, passionate essence of the Abomination burn through her like lava.

When it was all done, the lovers fell together on the bed. Laying on their side with Ayato still holding Akeno and his cock still buried deep inside her pussy. While with her look of debauchery and panting, Akeno basked in the warmth of Ayato's essence, melting her pussy from the inside while he still filled her, and the warmth of Ayato's arms protectively holding her.

"Ara...it's so warm...and so much…" Akeno said, panting lustfully. Her pussy exploded and leaked more of Ayato's dragon essence. It spilled onto the bed even as she laid down to catch her breath. "And...still so warm and good…"

"I take it that means you liked it," Ayato asked with a knowing smirk.

Akeno giggled and cupped his cheek. Staring up at him with nothing but love. "I'm really happy to be loved with you, Ayato," she said, with eyes welling up with tears of happiness. Letting her emotions run free. "I love you, Ayato Hosokawa."

"I love you too," Ayato said, sealing his lips onto her in a kiss that cemented their feelings for one another. As Akeno said that, she gently touched Ayato's mouth, Ayato's sharp, tapered fangs…

The flow of water into the Bathrobe increased in vigor, strongly enough that they might be swept away if they were not embracing each other so strongly. Finally, their two silhouettes merged into one, with Akeno's minute pants echoing across the surface of the Couch as Ayato sucked her blood.

Ayato went back to keeping his moans from escaping his lips as she started to suck the energy out again, but his cheeks were blushing brightly and a drop of blood coming from his nose. 'Okay, bad thoughts, please don't cloud my mind. You're here to handle this problem.

A few seconds later, and Akeno was finally finished the task and took Ayato's finger out of her mouth with a thread of saliva, before wiping her mouth with a napkin. "The dragon powers are gone now," she said with a smile. "You should be good for now."

Ayato sighed in relief, almost glad that it was over.

"Thanks Akeno," he said with a grateful smile. He then grabbed the shinai bag and stood up, but felt a hand grab his wrist before he could go to get his shirts. He looked down to see it was Akeno who grabbed him. "Is something wrong?"

"No, it's nothing like that," said the young woman. "It's just that… Remember your battle with Phoenix."

This caused Ayato to feel a bit puzzled. "Yeah, of course."

"I was watching you from the infirmary room." Akeno stood up, not letting go of his wrist. Her head tilted downwards with her purple eyes closed.

"You've continued to stand and fight time and time again, even as you were being beaten. You were the definition of a Abomination, Ayato. And then crashing the engagement party like you did to save Rias, impressive. You were even able to defeat Riser, who was rumored to be immortal." She looked directly at him with her eyes now open. Kenny was then surprised when she placed her finger on his chest and started tracing on it.

"Ufu. Sometimes I think about you and the area around my breast gets hot. And I can't help it. But when I try to make you enjoy something like this, the instinct of a bully inside me rises… I wonder, if this could be love."

"Love…?"Ayato asked as he stared at her while Akeno looked at him with loving eyes. He could have sworn he saw it in her eyes. The strong affections of love.

Before he could say anything else, the school's bells rung, causing Akeno to back away from Ayato. "We should do this again sometime," said the black-haired beauty, before walking to the door and exiting the room, leaving Kenny in a confused state.

"Well then, let's begin our meeting," Rias told her peerage, as they were sitting around in Ayato's room. It was after school and the members of the Occult Research walked together to the Hiryu residence to have their club meeting. They were surprised at first when they saw the former Phoenix servants there, but after Ayato explained that they were wanting to be his new maids, they understood.

"Oh no." Ayato quickly got and went to the door. "Keiko-nee , you better not be!" he exclaimed before opening his bedroom door and running out of the room. He sprinted down the hall and reached the stairs, before heading down to the first floor. Once there, he ran to the living room and stopped when he saw the thing he was fearing.

Sitting on the sofas, Keiko was showing the maids their family photo albums that were lying open on the table. "And that was the Halloween that Ayato was part of the Pie Festival Play," she showed a photo of the Hybrid Primogenitor in a large custom of the fruit. With only his arms, legs, and smiling face being shown. Xuelan, Karlamine, Isabella, and Yubelluna shared with flushed cheeks.

"He's so adorable!" Karlamine squealed in a cute way. Something that not many knew about the knightly young woman was that she couldn't resist anything that was cute and adorable, even though she felt 'exposed' in her new outfit.

"I'd have to agree with you," Isabella said with a smile. Giving the photo an approving nodded.

"Keiko!" Ayato exclaimed, causing them to look at him. "What are you doing," he demanded, with his face a reddish pink color due to the embarrassment he was feeling.

"Show them some old photos," Keiko simply said, as if it wasn't a big deal.

"W…W-Well, why?"

Yubelluna got off the couch and stood in a formal maid-like stance. "I'm the one to find it master," she said with an apologetic bow. "I was cleaning when I stumbled upon the photo albums. I was curious and Keiko decided to show us. I'm sorry for this."

"Oh~! She's been a bad maid,"Keiko said with a mischievous smile. "What are you going to do?"

"N-Nothing!" Kenny said with a stumble. He knew what she was implying, and wasn't interested in falling for it. "Just make sure you keep it down so that we can have our meeting."

"The meeting's over."

"What the," Ayato exclaimed, as he and the five girls were startled by the sudden voice of Rias, but were shocked to find that the rest of the Occult Research Club sitting there, gather around the table looking through one of the photo albums. "When did you…?"

"Ara ara, so you went into the beach naked," Akeno said with an amused giggle, looking at a picture of a younger Ayato—who had much shorter hair at that age—naked at the beach. "You were so small and adorable."

"...Ayato's embarrassing past," Koneko said.

"Let us see," Xuelan said, before she and her friends huddled around the other Devils. Akeno turned to the next page, and all the girl, excluding Koneko and Yubelluna, nearly squealed at the picture of a five year old Kenny waving good bye the person holding the camera.

"That's I believe was when he was going to the Junior League in his kindergarten," Keiko said, joining to point out what was happening in the pictures. "This was around the time mom and dad were around. Before he was surrounded by sexy ladies that want a piece of him."

'Someone kill me.' Ayato looked with an embarrassed, deadpan expression. Why was she showing them the old photo of him? Why not show some of hers?

"Oh, you were so cute and adorable," Rias said, seeming to be satisfied with the photos.

"I think I know how you feel, Rias!" Asia grabbed the redhead's hand. Her eyes sparkling with Rias'.

"So you also know how I feel. I'm so happy."

Ayato sighed in exasperation. They were in their own little world.

"Hey, Ayato," said Kiba, getting the blue sliver-haired teen's attention, as he was sitting on the other end of the sofa looking through one of the other albums.

"Who are this ?" He pointed into the book, prompting Ayato to walk behind the sofa to look at it over the blonde's shoulder.

When he saw what he was asking about, Ayato smiled fondly.

"Let me see!" Keiko suddenly rushed to the sofa, sat down next to Kiba, and stared into the book. This sudden and urgent action caused many to be surprised, as Keiko's demeanor went for a playful girl that loved to tease her brother to that of a child that acted as if someone had found something she's lost for many days.

The photo was of Himself and a young boy who has short spiky blonde hair and green eyes fightning in the Little League Tournament when in Primary school.

"That's The Current Seven Stars King, Yuudai Moroboshi," he said. "I Defeated His Tiger bite by cutting thorugh it with my Magic control on my blade"

"It's okay," said Keiko before Ayato could. When he turned his head towards her, his sister's expression between happy and sad. "I'm just glad you found this, Kiba."

Kiba smiled kindly at her. "I glad too," he said. "Maybe we should talk about another photo." He started flipping through the pages, as Ayato walked behind Keiko and placed a hand on her shoulder.

(Few Days Later)

"…White Dragon Emperor, I will tell you one thing. Think of it as a reward for defeating us. The Welsh dragon has already awakened…You will meet him eventually."

"!" Ayato widened his eyes when he heard that During the Problem with Aya tokoyogi.

Sayaka muttered to herself, "Why do I always end up like this?" She'd become very self-conscious of her height due to Schtola D's stupid insults. Sayaka had a fair bit of a complex about being so tall for a girl when she herself idolized that which was small and cute—like Yukina. But when Ayato heard her mutter, for some reason, he blushed awkwardly. "Well, they are pretty big, but I'm not touchin' them on purpose here… I mean, it's unavoidable, bein' like this…"

"Eh? What do you mean, touching…?" Touching what? Sayaka mused, inclining her head, when suddenly it hit her: Thanks to Kojou carrying her, Sayaka's breasts were squishing right against his body. "Aah…! Ayato Hosokawa—!"

"I told ya', it ain't like I'm doin' it on purpose!"

"Of all the things," went Sayaka, sighing deeply. She then recalled that they'd had a very similar conversation once before. Yes, it was like that when she'd first met this man. He'd been a perv with no filter and no tact. But on the other hand, he'd treated Sayaka, a Shamanic War Dancer, like she was just a regular, everyday girl… Looking up at Ayato from so close, Sayaka said,

"…Sweaty." Ayato's skin was slick with a thin layer of sweat from having run over to help Sayaka. As this was pointed out to him, Ayato twisted his lips in apparent minor dismay. "Well, of course I'm gonna get sweaty from all the stuff goin' on. If you don't like the smell, just move away a bit."

"…I don't mind it." It was an honest reply, and she moved her face closer to Kojou's neck. Yes—she hated barbaric, tactless, smelly men, but his scent she didn't mind at all.

"Kirasaka?" Ayato looked a tad bewildered at Sayaka's indecipherable behavior. Then, from behind his back—which Sayaka couldn't see—they heard a small "ahem," as someone cleared her throat. Sayaka slowly shifted her gaze onto a teenage girl standing there in a nurse outfit. She was watching Ayato and Sayaka, pressed against him in a very intimate position, with a conflicted look on her face. Sayaka's face went completely pale as she asked in a rather shrill voice, "Y-Yukina? Since when have you…?" Yukina seemed a bit at a loss as she lowered her eyes.

"Since about when you almost fell to the ground… I'm sorry, this is my fault." Her face beet red, Sayaka hastily replied, "I-it's all right! I'm just a bit tired; I'm not badly hurt at all! And with his attacks, you'd never have been able to get close to him in the first place—!" Sayaka didn't understand why she felt so guilty right then. That was just a momentary slip, she told herself. It wasn't as if she'd let Kojou Akatsuki into her heart; that space was reserved for Yukina alone. "A-anyway, can you let me down already?! I can walk on my own now!"

"Ah, can you?" Ayato gently put Sayaka down on the ground. Though Sayaka secretly regretted this, she nonetheless moved away from him, as if fleeing. That was when Sayaka noticed the existence of a girl Yukina had along with her. It was a little girl whose face seemed vaguely familiar; her long black pigtails left a strong impression.

"So the Witch of the Void really has…shrunk down. Seeing her in person…how should I put this…?" Yukina picked up where Sayaka left off. "Cuter than you expected, I imagine?" She was a woman who had the air of a doll to begin with; now that she was even smaller in size, she looked like a doll through and through. Ayato voiced his agreement.

"Well, in outward appearance, at least." At any rate, seeing her in the flesh like this, there was no doubting that the little girl was truly Natsuki Minamiya. Her appearance and the aura she gave off just had way too much in common. "Well, we managed to get ahold of her. What'll we do now?" Sayaka asked as she checked the state of her own wounds. The incident had certainly not been resolved. Natsuki was still mini; Yuuma Tokoyogi was still gravely injured. Plus, they had several escapees left uncaptured, including the ringleader herself, Aya Tokoyogi. Kojou looked down at the young Natsuki as he replied.

"We'll take her to MAR. Thanks to Vattler and you, Kirasaka, it looks like we've taken care of most of the jailbreakers after Natsuki. If we can just get her memory back, we might be able to save Yuuma." Sayaka had no particular problems with that. From a security point of view, heading to MAR was an entirely rational decision. However, they heard an objection to Kojou's decision from an entirely unexpected direction. When Kojou and the others heard that voice, full of malignant hostility, they turned around with great vigor. "To save that disposable…doll? Such concern is…unnecessary." Standing amid the darkness of the night was a fire-eyed witch wearing a white-and-black ceremonial robe.

This wasn't an ow, ow, ow kind of pain. It felt like a giant blade had slashed him from his right breast down to his lower abdomen. In fact—it took a minute, but Ayato finally remembered that that was pretty much how it had happened. The sword of Aya Tokoyogi's Guardian had impaled him through and through. Sayaka noticed Ayato's conscious agony. "Ayato Hiryu! You're awake?!" It was Sayaka who was straddling Kojou and continuously slapping his cheek as he lay on his back. But he couldn't complain about that—not when he saw the large drops falling from her teary eyes. When Ayato spoke, his voice was so hoarse that he barely recognized it as his own.

"Kira…saka… Where are we…?" He sounded like an old man on the brink of death. He found it hard to even breathe—having one of your lungs punctured tended to do that. "A clinic room at the ferry terminal. I brought you here hoping I'd find someone here, but…" Ayato gave her a frail, strained smile.

"…Well, most normal folks would run at the sight of a vampire's Beast Vassal runnin' wild." The great wharf where Vattler's ship was moored was practically on the tip of their noses. No doubt everyone working here had headed for the hills out of fear of becoming collateral damage. Sayaka let out a sob.

"Damage from the fighting cut off the highway, so we can't get out of the harbor district. Can't even call an ambulance in… If I could at least use ritual spells…" She had a shaken look you wouldn't expect from a professional Attack Mage. She was Yukina's senior and constantly showed how talented she was, but mentally speaking, she was surprisingly brittle. Ayato wondered if it was because her personality was gentle by nature.

"Sorry to cause you…so much trouble…" Sayaka wiped her tears from her eyes as she yelled, "You really do!"

"…Himeragi and Sana?" Sayaka replied to Ayato's question with a silent shake of her head. Aya Tokoyogi still had them. That so, Ayato thought with a sigh. He'd have liked to go rescue her that very moment, but— "Is it really the time to worry about others? You almost died, you know!"

"Yeah, sure feels that way." Ayato offered limply, "Ha-ha-ha." He didn't need Sayaka to tell him that. It'd already been some time since the sword had impaled him. His immortal, immutable primogenitor body ought to have completely healed a wound no worse than that by now. Thanks to the Black Bible that Aya Tokoyogi had activated, all unnatural powers had vanished from the Demon Sanctuary. As a result, Ayato's powers of a vampire had been stolen. An average human being would normally be dead after sustaining a wound like this. In one sense, it was an entirely natural result. Sayaka shouted in Ayato's direction, "—Blood!"

"Eh?" Sayaka spoke as she undid the ribbon and topmost button of her uniform. "Here, drink my blood! Yukina and the princess did this to save you when you were on the verge of death before, right?!" Moonlight shone down upon her slender neck, giving it a pale gleam.

"Er, but," Ayato protested with a shake of his head. "This ain't exactly the same situation… In the first place, if I'm almost dead 'cause I lost my vampire powers, what's drinking your blood gonna do here?"

"Shut up!" Sayaka shouted, panicked, as she stood up. Looking straight down at Ayato as she stood right over him, Sayaka bit down on her lip hard in visible defiance and grabbed the edges of her skirt on both sides. She then raised them up. Sayaka's cheeks were flushed red with embarrassment and her eyes teary as she demanded, "

N-no complaints about this, right?" Ayato coughed up blood as he audibly cleared his throat. "

What the heck do you think you're doin'?!" It was lust, not hunger, that triggered a vampire's craving for blood; so, if you wanted a vampire to suck your blood, sexual seduction was entirely logical. But why had she settled on exposing her panties as her means to seduce a high school boy? Even girls in grade school could think of higher-class techniques than that. In one sense, though, it suited Sayaka's naïveté very well. In the first place, it was true that making a girl with such high-end good looks like Sayaka's resort to this had an attractiveness all its own. He gave her high points for averting her eyes in embarrassment. On top of that, Sayaka's exposed panties were unexpectedly thin on the sides. They were side-tie panties held together by a thin ribbon… "A-Ayato Hiryu…?"

"Er, well, if I didn't have a big hole in my gut, I think I'd be givin' this a big thumbs-up, but… So, ah, Kirasaka, you're a side-tie kinda girl?"

"Wh-what difference does it make to you?! I have a holster there so it has to be that way!" Certainly, Sayaka's pale thigh had a band-type holster holding her cursed arrows on it. They'd get in the way of normal underwear, and apparently made stripping them off more trouble than it was worth. It was an odd source of trouble for a Shamanic War Dancer of the Lion King Agency. "So what about the vampiric urges?!" Ayato felt apologetic as he shook his head.

"Sorry, and after all the help you've been, too." Telling a guy on death's door to get turned on by the sight of panties was a bit of a hard sell. That said, Sayaka wasn't willing to give up just from that.

"S…so panties alone won't cut it?!" As she spoke, she reached to the side ribbon holding them together. Backed into a corner, she'd completely lost sight of all propriety.

"Hey, wait! Calm down!" Ayato was going to add, What do you think you're doin'? and stop her then and there, but he'd lost so much blood that he couldn't move properly. Then, a moment after Sayaka undid the ribbon on one side…

"—Hya?!" Click. They heard the sound of the clinic door opening and sensed someone coming in. Sayaka, standing over Ayato with her skirt raised as he lay on the verge of death, suddenly yelped as she regained her composure. A slender silhouette entered the room, wearing a white gown. She had a symmetrical face and a lean, efficient physique. Her hair had curled tips in a short bob style. She had bandages all over her body; thanks to blood loss, her face looked rather pale. Still, her energetic aura remained intact even so.

"Yuuma?!" Ayato yelped. Kojou couldn't come close to understanding why Yuuma Tokoyogi, who, last Ayato checked, was being treated at MAR for grave injuries, had appeared here of all places. Forgetting to put her disheveled clothing in order, Sayaka reached toward her long silver sword.

"Y-you…! How did you get here…?" Her expression showed that she hadn't yet decided if Yuuma was currently friend or foe. For her part, Yuuma glanced back at Sayaka with the look of someone sporting a guilty conscience.

"I'm sorry, I didn't intend to intrude but…oops…"

"Wh-wha—?!" Sayaka's cheeks went beet red as her grip on the sword slackened. Yuuma made labored breaths as she put a hand on the wall beside her. There was a thin coat of sweat on her brow. "Even beat up like this, I can still use a spell to find where Kojou is. I couldn't just teleport over in the blink of an eye, though…" Kojou looked over her pale face with alarm.

"Yuuma, your body's all…" The white gown covering Yuuma was drenched in fresh blood. She'd opened her previously bandaged wounds from pushing herself so hard. However, Yuuma shook her head with her usual teasing smile.

"You look closer to buying the farm than I do, Ayato." Ayato gave a strained smile without thinking. "I suppose, now that you mention it…" Even with both of them in critical condition, Kojou, who could barely move at all, was clearly worse off. Sayaka glared at Yuuma.

"Your mom's the one who did this. She kidnapped Yukina, the one who tried to save you, too." Yuuma's face was the spitting image of Aya Tokoyogi's; in the first place, Sayaka hadn't spoken to Yuuma before, being a witch from the LCO. Sayaka had a frosty look on her as she watched their new companion. Yuuma stated calmly, gravely,

"I know. That's why we need to begin immediately, Miss Kirasaka." Yuuma's abrupt declaration threw Sayaka off. "Begin…begin what?" "Picking up where you and Kojou left off, but this time, with the three of us." "Eh?! Th-the three of us…?!" Sayaka's face burned bright red, possibly from some kind of highly impure image. Yuuma looked natural as she drew near to Sayaka's ear.

"It's all right. We will not let Kojou die here."

"R-right." "So, that being the case…" With a soft whisper that echoed in Sayaka's ear, Yuuma gently put her hands around Sayaka's hips. Before Sayaka noticed, Yuuma had undone her hook with a practiced hand. Right before the fallen Ayato's eyes, Sayaka's unfastened skirt obeyed the law of gravity and fell. All that remained was her half-removed side-tie panties.

"Gyaaaaaaaa—!" Sayaka's scream, like silk being ripped apart, echoed in the moonlight.

"—Aya Tokoyogi!" Yukina exclaimed.

"Please…no more. Have mercy…"

Sayaka was curled up into a ball on the dimly lit clinic room's sofa. Her white shirt was completely unbuttoned, almost completely exposing her lean side. Thanks to her skirt having been stripped off, her white skin shone under the moonlight from collar to thigh. Sayaka resisted as Yuuma forced her down and moved to take off her bra. Yuuma smiled charmingly as she ran a fingertip up Sayaka's slender collarbone.

"Ahh, Sayaka, you're so pretty." Eeeek, was Sayaka's silent reply, weakly shaking her head as her entire body shuddered. "Why are you doing this to me?!"

"Well, you see, I'm embarrassed to be the only one dressed like this." Kojou, the odd man out, interjected with a pant, "…Not that you can call that an outfit to begin with…" The white gown Yuuma wore was a hospital one. The cloth was tied in one place on each side; it was very close to a "naked apron." Of course, she wasn't wearing any underwear whatsoever. The only things hiding her bare skin were the bandages covering her entire body. Yuuma was unapologetic.

"Well, I busted right out of a hospital room. Can't be helped." Then, she gave a furtive glance to the bust of her hospital gown, as if daring Ayato to look. However, the man didn't react. He was used to her teasing; she'd done it plenty of times since grade school. "Sorry, Kirasaka," Ayato apologized. "She's been like this since waaay back."

Sayaka glared resentfully at Ayato. "…I'd been finding it strange all this time why a pretty girl like this would be a close friend of yours, but now I get it. Birds of a feather flock together…!" Why'd it turn into that? thought Ayato as he heaved a lethargic sigh. Yuuma finished stripping Sayaka's bra off and reached toward Lustrous Scale.

"There's no time, so let's get this show on the road. I'm borrowing your sword, Sayaka." Then, she touched the blade to her own wrist without any hesitation. Ayato gasped.

"Yuuma?!"

"Aya Tokoyogi is using the Black Bible to erase supernatural power from all of Itogami Island. Demons lose their abilities and become normal people; the lives of homunculi and gravely ill patients reliant on spells for life support will be in danger if this continues much longer." Ayato looked at the fresh blood flowing from Yuuma's wrist and weakly murmured,

"Then…the same goes for you…" Yuuma, the recipient of healing magic, was in the same boat. Yuuma's grave, nearly fatal wounds had only been stabilized using the latest medical spells exclusive to MAR.

"There are exceptions, Ayato. Aya Tokoyogi left her own magical energy intact. Or rather, she couldn't wipe her own power out because she's the one activating the Bible." As Kojou lay on top of the bed, Yuuma flung herself all over him. The blood drops flowing from her wrist dropped into Ayato's mouth. "Because of that, and because I'm a copy of her, my power's intact, too. Right now I don't have the power to take on Aya Tokoyogi, but if you drink my blood…" Realizing Yuuma's objective, Sayaka forcefully sat up.

"Then he might get his vampire powers back…?! But…" The Black Bible couldn't nullify Yuuma's magical power. Just like how a vaccine was a weakened version of a virus, Ayato taking her blood into his own body might well be a catalyst enabling him to regain his vampiric powers. But if Ayato had already completely lost his own supernatural abilities, it was too late for him to drink Yuuma's blood, for nothing happened when a mere human being drank the blood of another. However, Yuuma smiled warmly at their uneasy onlooker, as if trying to soothe her nerves.

"It's all right. Yeah, maybe Aya Tokoyogi's trying to wipe out all supernatural abilities except her own…but Ayato is the Fifth Primogenitor. Do you understand what that means?"

"…A fifth primogenitor…something that should not exist in our world…" The Fifth Primogenitor was an element alien to the world's very makeup. Yuuma was certain his body held supernatural factors not under the Black Bible's control. All that the magical power remaining in Yuuma's blood would do was to serve as the trigger to awaken it. And as if to back up Yuuma's theory, Ayato's eyes turned crimson.

Like a ferocious Dragon, Ayato's sharp, elongated fangs mercilessly thrust into Yuuma's wounded neck. Yuuma gently embraced Ayato's back as he did so, closing her eyes in satisfaction.

Yuuma's firm lips let out a frail, soft, lovely sigh. As Sayaka gazed in shock at the sight of Ayato and Yuuma embracing each other, she gasped and partially regained her senses. "Hold on a sec. What was the point of stripping my clothes off, then…?"

"That's—" Yuuma was in the middle of a pained smile when she violently coughed up blood. Her strength depleted, she collapsed then and there. Only now did Ayato fully realize just how badly she'd pushed herself to make it this far.

"Yuuma, you…!" She'd used as much healing and buff spells as she could to force her body, which needed absolute rest, to move—all to save Ayato from danger. All to offer Ayato her very own blood— Yuuma spoke in a faint, halting voice.

"Sorry, Ayato…the rest is up to you. Looks like I'm finally at my limits…" Ayato bit his bloodstained lip and nodded.

"…I've got this. Have I ever let you down when you sent a pass my way?" Ayato firmly pressed his own palm to Yuuma's and strongly gripped it.

Anger surged through Ayato's entire body—anger toward the crazy twist of fate that had put Yuuma through this and anger toward himself for having been unable to protect her. Surely the magical energy Yuuma had provided through her blood ought to have caused the power of the Fifth Primogenitor, stolen by the Black Bible, to reawaken. The Black Bible no longer held any sway over him. But it wasn't enough. It wasn't enough power to dispel Ayato's anger. He needed more blood—

"Kirasaka—!" Sayaka, naked except for her white shirt, shuddered as her entire body froze. "

Y-yes?!" Ayato, his body still wounded, rose up, grabbed Sayaka, and pulled her in close. His tone might have been strong, but the hands with which he touched her were tender. His grip was gentle, as if not to frighten Sayaka with her fear of men, handling her as delicately as fine china—but still very bold where it counted. Such an artful maneuver was clearly different from the normal Ayato, so unused to women.

Perhaps a memory from a previous Fifth Primogenitor that slept within his blood was somehow influencing his behavior.

"W-w-wait a minute. I—I'm not emotionally prepared for…I haven't even had a shower, and Yuuma's watching…aah?!" In spite of Sayaka's desperate excuses, her resistance was far weaker than her words. Ayato's fingertips touched Sayaka's defenseless flesh. Strength drained from her entire body. Ayato gently sank his fangs into Sayaka's pale skin.

"O-ow! Not…there…I'm not…nn!" Though she initially groaned in pain, she, too, let out a frail sigh, allowing Ayato support her full weight. It was the second time Ayato had tasted her blood, but her reaction was that of an innocent virgin. That was just fine with him. The body of the Fifth Primogenitor was very fond of her powerful spirit medium blood. Ayato whispered into Sayaka's ear while her eyes were closed. "…n't let anyone…"

Sayaka, her pale flesh flushed and her eyes moist, looked back at Ayato. "A-Ayato Hosokawa?"

"I won't let anyone else die, Kirasaka." Sayaka's reply was straightforward, even fawning.

"…I know." Ayato continued to embrace her as he put a hand to his chest. The wound from Aya Tokoyogi's Guardian impaling him was already completely healed. However, the wound in his right breast was intact.

This was the stab wound from Yukina's Snowdrift Wolf. So wounds inflicted by that spear indeed couldn't be healed, even by the power of the Fifth Primogenitor—? But someone inside of Ayato had a reply…: Yes. This is true. But it is also mistaken. You see only the flesh.

Because you see only the flesh, it fails you. Abominations are beyond the boundaries of life and death. They straddle the border between existence and nonexistence. You need but return to the mist of primordial chaos from which emerged all things, holy and unholy, living and dead alike— Sayaka gasped in shock. A Violet silver freezing mist had appeared around Ayato, enveloping him.

"Ayato Hosokawa, what…are you…?" Ayato's physical body was changing into the silver mist from whence it came. Finally, as the mist covered Kojou, the injured Yuuma, and Sayaka, too, they seemed to melt into it… Now Ayato understood.

"I get it…so that's how it is, Cordelia… This is number four, ain't it?!" Beast Vassal Number Four had already been awakened since the moment he'd been impaled by Yukina's spear. And having emerged to save Ayato's physical body from annihilation, it ran amok, leaving him stuck that way.

The fierce sense of fatigue he'd felt was the same as when he'd used his Mixed vampiric powers to summon multiple Beast Vassals at once.

The unhealing wound in Ayato's breast was itself the Fifth Primogenitor's Beast Vassal Number Four. Ayato solemnly raised his voice.

"Ayato Hosokawa, heir to the bloodline Michaela Blood, releases thee from thy bonds…!" The mist that enveloped him grew even thicker. Ayato himself was transforming into ice mist.

"C'mon over, Beast Vassal Number Four, Natra Cryo Cinereus—!" Finally, Ice mist covered the entire building; the contours of the entire world grew vague. Silver chaos blotted out buildings, people, the air itself— everything. Sayaka's eyes opened wide as she looked above her.

"A Beast Vassal…of cryo mist…?!" The shadow of a giant Beast Vassal floated up from within the thick,violet silver ice mist. The creature's entire body was covered in a gray carapace; its thick, ominous armor made it a veritable moving fortress.

However, the only thing that came out of the gaps in the shell was the same heavy, violet silver cryo mist. The shelled beast with a body of ice mist looked like a ghost— The world shrouded in violet silver ice mist shuddered from the monster's roar.

Silver mist enveloped the artificial city that was quietly collapsing. Mist was nothing strange on Itogami Island, floating on the Pacific Ocean. Depending on the season, sea fog became a hindrance to traffic from time to time. However, this mist was different from such mundane atmospheric phenomena.

The origin point of the silver mist was the city itself. Buildings, transportation facilities, the artificial ground, and the people themselves who lived there turned to mist as the world melted around them. From the outside, it looked like the fog had shut the entire city within itself.

Someone on the coastline observed the scene, one full of dense cryo magical energy. Sitting on the edge of bedrock covered in rubble was a male high school student in uniform. His hair was short and combed back.

He was Motoki Yaze, Ayato Rias, Mio, Stella and Asagi's classmate—and a spy dispatched by the Gigafloat Management Corporation.

"—Looks like the collapse of the island's stopped." He was on the small island called the prison barrier. Only a short distance away from Itogami Island, it had so far escaped the effect of the Black Bible. A girl standing behind Yaze whispered,

"A Beast Vassal of the Fifth Primogenitor, yes?" She was also a high school student, but one who wore glasses and had a book under her arm. Her uniform, like Yaze's, came from Saikai Academy, but she had an atmosphere of calm wafting around her that made her seem older. Yaze nodded at her.

"The cliché is for vamps to turn to mist and run from battle, not to turn a whole island into cryo mist. Thanks to that, we've been saved this time around…but…"

"It proves all over again that he could wipe this island off the map at any moment he pleases, does it not?"

The boy seemed to suppress his own feelings on the matter as he gave a sober scoff. "Hmph. Was this part of your plan, too?" A short time earlier, Itogami Island, robbed of its magic, had been on the verge of collapse. But now that everything had been turned to mist, gravity ceased to affect it; since there was nothing solid, the strength of the materials holding it together was no longer a concern. Perhaps it might be said that one could not destroy that which was intangible.

"I had heard that Ayato Hosokawa was an incomplete hybrid vampire who couldn't pull off cryo misting," the schoolgirl said. "To think that his first transformation into Cryo mist would be on such a grand scale…the Fifth Primogenitor is very much the golden child of calamity."

"Pretty much." Yaze didn't dispute her words in any way. Use of transformation into mist was pretty much exclusively for blood relatives of Old Guard vampires and above. However, there was no record of Ayato Hosokawa having turned to Cryo mist before that very day. Perhaps the very reason for not turning to Cryo mist on a whim was that a single slip could wipe away the entire city.

It was the kind of insanity that suited the Fifth Primogenitor well. However, it was that insane power that had saved the Demon Sanctuary from peril. Ayato Hosokawa probably wasn't even aware of what he'd done. Yaze glanced up at the girl with a sharp look.

"More than that, I wanna ask what the hell is going on here. You people knew darn well why Aya Tokoyogi was so hung up on a 'useless' grimoire like the Black Bible, didn't you? What's her objective here?" The girl smirked as she shook her head. "

Yes, I wonder. Perhaps she desires to save the world?"

"What the heck does that mean?" As Yaze snapped in annoyance, a self-deprecating, desolate smile came over his companion.

"By that I mean…the witch is frightened, just as we are frightened," she said. Without a sound, the girl turned her gaze toward Itogami Island, now shrouded in mist under the sunless sky, and began walking toward the sea. From behind her, Yaze asked,

"Wanna watch till the credits roll?" The girl shook her head shortly.

"Unfortunately, I have other business to attend to." The glasses girl headed toward a rock wall where a small coast guard patrol boat awaited. When she got there, the sailors dutifully attended to her, guiding her onto the boat. Yaze's shoulders slumped in exasperation as he watched the girl go.

"A cold fish as always… Well, that is part of her charm, I suppose," he muttered as he shifted his gaze toward Itogami Island once more. The silver mist enveloping the man-made island silently covered the moonlight-bathed sea.

Yukina was still trapped in the birdcage. "What do you mean, this world is cursed?" she asked the fire-eyed witch. The woman, listening with comfort to the sounds of Itogami Island's collapse, looked at Yukina with delight as she smiled.

"Do you not find it…strange, Sword Shaman?" Aya Tokoyogi's monochrome robe fluttered as she turned to the tiny prison she'd constructed.

"I ask you, do you believe the world to be correct as it is? This world, where vampires and beast men strut about, and humans employ magic without a second…thought?" The question made Yukina slightly uneasy. She thought it strange that a witch like Aya Tokoyogi would embrace doubts about her very existence.

"…There are many mysteries that remain concerning the rules that govern the world, but the fact that magic and demons exist is undeniable. In the first place, this Demon Sanctuary exists to research those mysteries, does it not?"

"You are a fine pupil, Sword Shaman." There was a faint hint of sarcasm in Aya Tokoyogi's tone. "Do you not question why magic and demons exist, then? A single Hybrid vampire is granted the power to destroy a Whole planet —can you really call such an unbalanced state how the world should truly be?"

"That's…" Yukina's words caught on her tongue. It was a doubt natural for anyone familiar with the menace of a primogenitor to hold. Why were they, and they alone, granted such titanic might—? The fire-eyed witch shifted her gaze outside the window. From the side, her face brimmed with great intellect, not at all the image Yukina had of an inhumane sorcerous criminal.

I have always believed that magic and demons are not things that should exist except in human imagination. I believe that the only proper world is one where they do not exist." Yukina glared at the witch.

"And yet supernatural powers do exist. Even if that is some kind of mistake…" The corners of Aya's lips rose into a smile.

"Indeed. Therefore, as I have stated, this world is cursed."

"Perhaps you are correct. However, this is the world humanity has lived in for millions of years." Upon hearing Yukina's words, the fire-eyed witch inclined her head, demeanor serious. "For millions of…years. Is that truly so?"

"What do you mean by that?"

"Are you familiar with the so-called five-minute hypothesis?" Yukina shook her head. Those were strange words, ones she had never heard in her life. Casually, without a hint of mockery, the woman went on to explain:

"The hypothesis states that the world, as it now exists, came into being a mere five minutes ago and never existed previously; that someone created human memory, history, records of the past, buildings—everything—but five short minutes ago." Yukina mixed in a sigh as she retorted,

"…Then it's only a hypothesis…a thought experiment that can be neither proven nor disproven.

She could not scientifically refute the hypothesis. However, at the same time, there was no way to prove it was the truth, either. She did not think it bore any meaning beyond a philosophical exercise. However, Aya gave her an amused smile, as if she'd expected that rebuttal.

"Certainly, it is a hypothesis. However, there is a way to prove it. Surely the fact that I am recreating the world as I desire establishes beyond a doubt that it is possible?" Yukina's cheeks went pale.

"You don't mean…you're using the Black Bible to…?!" "I am," the fire-eyed witch declared without hesitation.

"My rewriting of the world according to my desires is an experiment for that very purpose." The young woman's shoulders shook as a chill shot up her spine. Erasing all supernatural power was not the objective of Aya Tokoyogi, the Witch of the Notaria. Her objective was to rewrite the very world into the shape she believed to be correct.

"Why subject Itogami Island to such a dangerous experiment…?!" Aya's response was to explain the matter as if she found it a trifling one.

"This is a Demon Sanctuary—a man-made island that would not even exist without magic. In other words, it is a symbol of the mad world. Surely there is no more suitable stage?" Her expression seemed to say, Why ask me something so perfectly obvious? Yukina glared at her with pent-up rage.

"And you would kill hundreds of thousands of people for the sake of that?"

"It is what they deserve for mocking us witches as abominations and using us as they…please!" the fire-eyed witch shouted with sudden vehemence. It was the first time Yukina had seen emotion in those red eyes.

"That is how you see me, is it not, Sword Shaman? Do you even comprehend how they have treated my friend, Natsuki Minamiya…!"

"Aya Tokoyogi…you…" Yukina looked at Aya, her breath ragged from irrepressible hatred, in bewilderment.

Aya had not killed Natsuki during the fight at the prison barrier. Though she'd stolen Natsuki's memories, she'd made no sign of pursuing Natsuki when she fled to safety. Even now, with Natsuki captured in the form of the powerless Sana, Aya had left her alone. Perhaps Aya Tokoyogi had not wanted to fight Natsuki until the very end. Perhaps, even while held in the prison barrier, she'd been concerned for Natsuki, left behind all alone. Perhaps, to Aya, Natsuki truly was a friend. Somehow calming her breathing, Aya returned to her original, composed tone of voice and spoke.

"The Black Bible required the ley line spiritual energy that flows into this Demon Sanctuary and borrows the power of the stars. I remained in obscurity these past ten years to await the proper alignment of the stars. When this night ends, and the Hollow Eve Festival with it, my world shall cease to be." This was unexpectedly useful information to Yukina and her allies. When morning came and the heavenly bodies shifted, the Black Bible would cease to function. However, she didn't think Ayato, gravely wounded and without his Hybrid vampiric powers, could last that long. For that matter, she didn't know if Itogami Island, in the process of collapse, could hold out, either.

"Of course, this island should sink into the sea before then. Experimental results of at least such a scale are necessary to prove that my hypothesis is indeed correct."

"Ugh," Yukina groaned as she clutched her spear. However, trapped in the birdcage as she was, the Sword Shaman had no way to stop Aya. Watching Yukina poise her spear, the fire-eyed witch suddenly altered her tone.

"That spear…the Schneewaltzer, is said to…nullify magical power and rend through any barrier. But is that the truth?" Yukina gave her a thorny look, taking this as a slight against her beloved weapon.

"…What are you talking about?"

"Rather than nullify magic, might it not return the world to its proper form?" Aya stated with an air of composure. "I do not believe the might to nullify even a primogenitor's abilities can be explained in any other fashion." Her fiery eyes gazed upon Yukina with careful scrutiny.

"If that is so," Aya continued, "who are you, who can wield it at will? Are you truly a human of this world?"

"Is wild speculation like that the reason you brought me here?" Yukina replied, though her voice was far calmer than she felt. She'd been wondering the whole time why she'd been abducted; she finally had the answer to that riddle. Aya Tokoyogi was interested in her, the wielder of the Schneewaltzer. Now that she thought about it, the witch had shown interest in Yukina's spear even during their first encounter at the prison barrier.

"Speculation, you say?" Aya mocked. "Tell me, then, why you alone have escaped the effect of the Black Bible and are still able to employ ritual magic?" Yukina was shocked into silence. Her doubts grew ever so slightly. Perhaps what the fire-eyed witch had said—about her and about the world—was the truth…? Yukina's voice turned hard.

"So…you are saying that this world's current state was created by someone?"

"I am. Though I would argue that a more proper term would be…'cursed.'"

"Then who did such a thing?"

"I know not." Aya bluntly shook her head. "Perhaps a being that can create worlds in his own image should be called God, but in this case, it's surely nothing so enlightened." It was then that she seemed to remember something and smiled pleasantly at Yukina. "It is said that vampire primogenitors were born by being cursed by the gods themselves."

"What of it…?"

"If that is so, who or what is the fourth of the primogenitors, a being that ought not exist in this world…? By whose will does such a being exist? Perhaps understanding that might shed light upon the secrets of this w—" Aya's soliloquy broke off. She looked outside in clear surprise. Yukina, too, realized why Aya was in shock.

"…This magical energy?!" The very air inside the school shuddered from a surge of incredibly dense magical power—air governed by Aya's world.

"Insanity," spat Aya as she teleported to the schoolyard, with the birdcage holding Yukina in tow. A violet silver cryo mist had the campus completely surrounded. Dense mist obstructed their view; they could see nothing beyond it whatsoever.

No, that wasn't it—the city itself had turned to Cryo mist. With her Spirit Sight, Yukina's eyes made out the contours of a monster lurking in the center of the fog.

It was a ghostlike shelled beast without physical form. The mist was a Hybrid vampire's Beast Vassal—a Beast Vassal of Cryo mist, wrapping itself around the entire island.

The Demon Sanctuary only contained a single being served by Beast Vassals of such a scale. Obstructed by invisible walls, the particulate cloud had not yet entered the school grounds. The wards Aya had deployed were blocking its entry. However, a crack suddenly ran down the thick wall. The barrier and the very space it occupied were being ripped apart as someone invaded Aya Tokoyogi's world.

"C'mon over, Beast Vassal Number Three, Al-Meissa Mercury!" It was the dimension eater, the being that consumed space itself. Employing the quicksilver-colored two-headed dragon and himself wearing a bloodstained parka, the World's Mightiest hybrid Vampire breached the walls around the school— Ayato Hosokawa, the Fifth Primogenitor.

The giant silver dragon with two heads bit apart the birdcages holding Yukina and Sana. Yukina desperately fended off the remainder of the attack with her spear. She was grateful that the barrage had shattered her cage, but it was undoubtedly excessive.

"Sen…pai…!" Yukina's mutter had more of a hint of reproach than relief. That Beast Vassal, able to erase space belonging to any dimension, was one of the worst in the Fifth Primogenitor's repertoire. It wasn't the sort of thing you let loose willy-nilly. Unsurprisingly, even Ayato recalled the danger it posed to them and quickly dematerialized the Beast Vassal. The dragon gradually vanished as it made a roar of displeasure, as if saying it had not yet had its fill. Aya Tokoyogi's fiery eyes narrowed and glared hatefully at Ayato.

"How dare you consume my wards and invade the core of my world? So this is how it feels to have one's own bedroom trodden…upon." Ayato turned to face her gaze head-on and smiled fearlessly, his white fangs bared.

"Just so you know, this is our school. From our point of view, Aya Tokoyogi, you're the trespasser."

"…Nn!" Ayato's words had shaken Aya slightly. It had been ten years since she and Natsuki had last exchanged words at this very school, but perhaps it hadn't really sunk in until that moment. As Yukina shielded Sana, who was down on her knees, she raised her head when she heard Sayaka call out her name:

"Yukina! Are you all right? She didn't do anything strange to you?" Sayaka had entered the schoolyard while lending her shoulder to the injured Yuuma. Yuuma looked defenseless with only a paper-thin patient's gown covering her; Sayaka's clothing was disheveled, like someone's after an amorous encounter.

Yukina could largely piece together what had happened from their external appearance alone. And for no reason, merely imagining such inappropriate behavior brought pangs to Yukina's chest. She felt genuinely grateful for Sayaka and Yuuma coming to rescue her, no matter what they might be dressed like. She was very glad that Ayato was alive. Even so, she wondered why the annoyance and sadness in her just wouldn't go away.

Utterly refusing to recognize that a watcher like her could experience the emotion known as jealousy, Yukina focused on just the facts, stating casually, "Sayaka…your shirt's buttoned wrong…"

"Eh?!" Sayaka, her cheeks bursting red, hastily put a hand over her cleavage. Sayaka was still like that when Yukina handed Sana over to her and adopted a posture meant to shield them.

Sayaka had not regained the powers stolen from her by the Black Bible. With Yuuma now too injured to move on her own, only Yukina and Kojou had any means with which to oppose Aya Tokoyogi. For her part, the witch called out the name as if it was cursed.

"Yuuma…is it?" It was the name of the "daughter" the fire-eyed witch had prepared as a tool for her escape from the prison barrier. Her role complete, Aya had tossed her aside and had probably forgotten that she'd even existed, but Ayato had saved her. And now, they were here to destroy Aya's plan, a fact that made Aya highly indignant.

"I see. You drank the blood of the doll based on me. That's how you regained your Magic power." As the witch shook with rage, Ayato watched her coldly.

"Yeah. Thanks to that, I'm about to kick your ass. Thanks to your usin' Yuuma, she's all a mess…Natsuki's been turned into a grade schooler… Asagi, Astarte, everyone on the island who wanted to have fun at the festival, they're all sufferin' 'cause of you." Without warning, Ayato marched forward, closing the distance between him and Aya Tokoyogi. His body was emitting and being enveloped by Cryo lightning and its gale of Cryo wind. The Beast Vassals sleeping within the blood of the Fifth Primogenitor were reacting to Ayato's anger.

"So you've really pissed me off. I don't care if you're Yuuma's mom, and it's got nothin' to do with you bein' a prison barrier inmate. I don't care about the why! You've hurt lots of important friends of mine! From here on, this is my fight!"

"Nng…!" The beautiful face of Aya Tokoyogi twisted in hostility, even as she bore the brunt of Ayato's rage head-on. Even though Ayato had recovered his magical strength, the Black Bible's power was still intact.

Furthermore, this was the very center of the world that Aya had created.

Ayato looked at Yukina in surprise. Normally, it was Yukina who was counseling Ayato to use restraint, but this time, she was trying to stop Aya of her own free will. Yukina glared at the witch with sadness. "You said that the people of this world look down upon witches and use your kind like tools.

What is your treatment of Yuuma, then?!" Perhaps the fire-eyed witch really did want to change the world. If supernatural power vanished from the face of the earth, there would no longer be any reason to fear witches. Perhaps that was indeed her wish. But in the process, she was hurting people weaker than herself and walking all over them. Yukina couldn't accept that as just. Someone had to stop her.

"If people curse you, it's not because you're a witch. No one will accept you so long as you use the fact you're a witch as an excuse to hurt others. Shut off the Black Bible and surrender immediately!" Aya gazed intently at her, anguish in her eyes.

"To think I am being scolded by a brat of so few years, as if she knows of what she speaks." The witch's expression, filled with despair and denial, was like the one she'd worn ten years prior, when Natsuki had decided to part ways with her.

"However, do not forget that you are still in my world!" Aya used a fingertip to air-write symbols. From that twinkle, she summoned human silhouettes out of thin air one after another. Ayato knew the faces of a number of them: Bruté Dumblegraff the Georgius; Schtola D; Gigliola Ghirardi; Kiliga Gilika; the red-and-black witch team, the Meyer Sisters…

"You re-created the sorcerous criminals from memories…?!" Yukina gasped in shock. These were no doubt replicas of the fiendish criminals Aya had summoned from her own memories. The Black Bible's power to rewrite the world according to one's desires apparently included creating humans themselves. These were dolls that would move according to Aya Tokoyogi's will. However, they were mere soulless shadows of the origins. Even if they had abilities identical to those of the originals, their threat level was still far lower…for there was no reason to hold back against illusions.

"You really think a bunch of cookie cutouts are gonna stop me, Miss Monochrome?! C'mon over, Al-Nasl Minium—!" The new, giant Beast Vassal that Kojou summoned bore an incandescent, scarlet mane and twin horns. It was a formidable mass vibration that wavered like a mirage.

The two horns protruding from its head resonated like a tuning fork, releasing a high-pitched shock wave. The shattering of all the school's windows was no more than a side effect. After that, the Beast Vassal roared, its shock wave turning into cannonballs that poured down on the prisoners surrounding Ayato and the others. The knight's sword, the invisible psychic slash, the Old Guard's Beast Vassal, even the Efreet—all were powerless before the bicorn's destructive rampage.

With a Beast Vassal of the Fifth Primogenitor released without restraint, overwhelming power poured upon them, annihilating the shadows in a single blow. It looked more like being mowed down by a giant tornado than anything one could call combat. The incandescent bicorn, governing violent winds and shock waves, was destruction incarnate. It was something that had little use outside of destroying a giant military force.

At this rate, Saikai Academy's campus building would itself be blown away— The instant the thought crossed Ayato's mind, a series of shining symbols emerged out of thin air and blocked the bicorn's blast winds. That momentary opening was enough for Kojou to bring his Beast Vassal, on the verge of going berserk, back under full control.

"Her magic symbol wall, huh…?!" scoffed Ayato. Even as he thought, Just in the nick of time, Ayato's expression hardened. Aya's power had suppressed his Beast Vassal. That meant that, in her world, Aya could indeed wield power on par with a goddess. However, Aya's face revealed no excess confidence, for Ayato was not her only opponent in this fight. Yukina's silver spear lashed out toward the wall of symbols surrounding Aya.

"Snowdrift Wolf—!" The wall that had endured even a Beast Vassal's onslaught popped like a balloon, vanishing that very instant. Yukina wielded a purifying spear that could rend any barrier. A magical barrier could not fend off her attacks. Knowing this, Aya drew new magical symbols into thin air. In response, a transparent, glass-like wall appeared before Yukina's eyes.

"A crystal wall?!" the Sword Shaman exclaimed as the tip of her spear bounced off it. Even her spear, able to nullify all magic, was powerless against a simple physical wall. Aya, the creator of that world, was able to summon solid matter as she wished. Kojou ferociously bared his fangs.

"Get back, Yukina—!" A mere wall was no match for a Beast Vassal. Unable to withstand the bicorn's ferocious oscillation wave, the thick crystal wall shattered.

"The primogenitor Beast Vassal defeats the physical wall… The Sword Shaman's spear smashes the magical…wall. To think a pair of heretics rejecting my world would be so troublesome. Very well…" A black tentacle sprung out of thin air from behind Yukina and wrapped tightly around her.

"Oh n—?!" The knotted tentacle that bound her entire body was identical to the one Yuuma's Guardian had once used to attack her. Unable to move her spear, Yukina was utterly incapable of freeing herself—!

"Unfortunately, I shall help myself to your memories, Sword Shaman! L'Ombre!" Aya Tokoyogi called forth her own Guardian, a faceless knight encased in jet-black armor. The black knight drew its blade and sliced toward the immobile Yukina. It was just like when Natsuki had been turned into a grade schooler. She was trying to render Yukina powerless by robbing her of her personal history. Kojou sprinted toward his comrade.

"Himeragi!" His Beast Vassal, overpowered as it was, could not save Yukina without harming her. However, the black knight's attack reached her quicker than Kojou's feet could. Just as deep despair struck Kojou, he heard a loud clang, like metal violently colliding against metal. The black knight's sword bounced back. A golden gauntlet had appeared out of thin air, repelling the black knight's attack.

"A golden Guardian…?!" exclaimed Aya. A new witch's Guardian had emerged from space that wavered like a beautiful ripple. It was humanoid in shape, its body encased in golden armor. Its malevolent, giant form looked more like a demon than a knight. It was a clockwork demonic knight.

Aya heard a lisping, adorable voice from behind her.

"So you finally whipped that book out. I've been waiting for this moment, Aya!" The master of the golden Guardian stood behind her: a little girl in an extravagant dress. However, the expression on her face was full of arrogance and charisma that completely belied her childish appearance.

"Natsuki?!" Aya shouted. "You've regained your ma—"

"I'll be taking my time back now." Without warning, Natsuki Minamiya, in Sana form, snapped her fingers. Countless chains shot out of nowhere, wrapping around Aya's arms and ripping her grimoire out of her hands. Taking advantage of the slackening of the tentacle holding her, Yukina repositioned her spear. She could only move her right arm freely, but she nonetheless swung Snowdrift Wolf and swept away the tentacle holding her captive.

"…So you have your magic power back, Natsuki?" Ayato asked, gazing at the little girl displaying cool composure and a puffed-out chest. Natsuki's lips curled up the tiniest bit in apparent delight.

"I have just enough saved up to use spells temporarily, all thanks to some primogenitor who happened to bleed all over the bath from his nose. I really must thank Asagi later…"Ayato spontaneously clutched his head.

"You still have your memories from grade-schooler mode?!" The blood from Ayato's nose left in the group bath on the Oceanus Grave II was full of the Fifth Primogenitor's magical power, however faint. Apparently, while immersed in the bath, Natsuki had absorbed that power to regain some of her energy. "My blood ain't a bath bomb," mumbled Ayato in visible displeasure when Yukina sullenly glared at him.

Apparently, her sharp intuition had quickly deduced what made Ayato bleed in the first place… Aya stood, dumbfounded, as she gazed at Natsuki, now recovered, and her Guardian. She hadn't gotten the memo that Natsuki was using a backup to restore her memories. Natsuki had started restoring her memory before the Black Bible had activated. And now that she'd regained them, the Black Bible's magic nullification no longer affected her, because it was through Natsuki's memories that the Black Bible was being read.

Ayato's power was half-depleted, while Aya's power was at its zenith. Even against a vampire primogenitor, surely Aya, as she was now, had every chance of victory, and she was well aware of that… But— It was Yukina who wedged herself into their standoff. "No, senpai. This is our fight."

However, Natsuki had pretended to be a powerless little girl to keep the wool pulled over Aya Tokoyogi's eyes, making her careless while Natsuki herself waited for a chance to regain the time that had been stripped from her. For a single moment, the shaken, fire-eyed witch looked at Natsuki with something like pity.

"Yukina Himeragi, distract Aya Tokoyogi—I only need a moment. You! Ponytail! Is Aya's daughter still conscious?"

"P-ponytail…?!" Though not exactly fond of the nickname Natsuki had pinned on her, Sayaka immediately nodded. Apparently, Natsuki remembered that the only one who could save the wounded Yuuma was another witch—Natsuki.

"So you turn against me to the very end, Natsuki?!" Aya roared bitterly. Along with the lethal aura that erupted from her, countless symbols drew themselves in the air. Illusions of sorcerous criminals emerged from them, all at once. When it came to witches using spatial control magic, Natsuki was without peer. Aya, who specialized in the manipulation of written symbols, couldn't lock on to Natsuki's coordinates.

"Blow 'em away, Al-Nasl Minium—!" Ayato's Beast Vassal went about annihilating the illusions Aya had created with glee. Then, it brandished its twin horns and charged toward the defenseless fire-eyed witch. Aya redeployed her wall of symbols to defend against the assault. However, Ayato dematerialized the Beast Vassal just short of colliding with the wall. The incandescent bicorn had been a decoy for drawing Aya's attention. Breaching the wall and leaping through was not the Beast Vassal, but a girl wielding a silver spear.

"Roaring Thunder!" Yukina's right leg leaped up and caught Aya Tokoyogi's chin. With the witch's attention focused on deploying the wall, she had no way of evading the attack. With the defensive magic enveloping her breached, Aya's brain was scrambled by Yukina's ritual energy-infused kick. Aya lost consciousness for one brief moment, severing her link with the Guardian that served her. Not letting that moment go to waste, Natsuki unleashed her magical chains.

"Faceless knight protecting the spiraling abyss, emerge from thy prison of frozen anguish—" Silver chains bound the black knight's entire body. The black knight thrashed violently to shake off the chains hindering it, acting like a wounded beast. However, the magic-infused chains did not break; instead, they ate into the black knight's armor. Natsuki continued to chant her spell.

"My name is Void. With the Eternal Flame, I burn away thy Oathbreaker Curse. Shatter thy black-blooded yoke and return to thy proper form. Raise thy sword for she who is blessed by the spirits, the Blue Maiden!" Natsuki channeled her magical energy through the chains; it visibly coursed through the black knight's entire body like electric shocks. The armor encasing the Guardian's form cracked all over; from beneath, a new suit of armor emerged. Blue armor like the deep sea. Ayato's group instinctively understood. The curse Aya Tokoyogi had cast upon the Guardian had been lifted.

"Yuuma!" Ayato called. That was the most Natsuki could accomplish. Only one more thing was needed to save Yuuma: the will to sever herself from her mother's control. The will to live, even if Yuuma knew her own existence was without "meaning." Something in Yuuma's hazy consciousness caused her to shout.

"Le Bleu!" The now-blue knight howled. The ripped-up spiritual pathways had been restored; her connection to her Guardian had been reestablished. Yuuma had regained her powers as a witch. In turn, that meant Aya Tokoyogi had lost her own Guardian. Blood dripped from the corner of Aya's mouth as she panted and spat out,

"So the doll that I created defies my rule…!" It was the same thing she had herself done to Yuuma. Her spiritual pathways had been ripped apart from having her Guardian forcibly taken away. As the fire-eyed witch fell to her knees, Natsuki looked down at her and calmly stated,

"It's over, Aya… Return to the prison barrier. Your dream is over."

As she was the mastermind plotting the destruction of Itogami Island and thereby plunging its entire population into crisis, Aya's crimes were most grave. The circumstances differed from when Eustach had illegally entered Itogami City and caused an incident. It was barely conceivable that the sentence awaiting her would be as lenient as the death penalty. But if she was sealed inside the prison barrier, she would be beyond the reach of the Gigafloat Management Corporation. It was the best option Natsuki had for the sake of her old friend. Even understanding how Natsuki felt, Aya slowly shook her head.

"Solitary confinement? To think that my turning on LCO's sorcerers would come back to haunt me like this…" Aya herself had already cut ties with the organization she had governed, the criminal organization LCO. She didn't need them anymore, regardless of whether her experiment succeeded or failed. But as a result, she'd lost a great many usable pawns. Aya had few options left. But even though she was backed into a corner, Aya said with thorough amusement,

"However, Fifth Primogenitor, surely you must be suffering, controlling other Beast Vassals while having summoned one powerful enough to support the entire island. How much longer before you lose control? If I can endure until then, I win. The effect is the same." Ayato silently grimaced. He didn't care to admit it, but Aya was right.

Just like his other Beast Vassals, Natra Cinereus, the Beast Vassal of Cryo mist, was frighteningly difficult to control. One slip and it'd completely run amok. At the moment, he had it behaving while supporting the man-made island, but that wouldn't last for long. If that Beast Vassal went berserk, no doubt Itogami Island would literally go up in a puff of smoke. Yukina posed her spear and stated,

"We shall defeat you before that happens." Aya narrowed her eyes and smiled. "

Can you do it, Sword Shaman?" Her expression somehow seemed darker than before. Realizing that something very wrong was happening to Aya, Natsuki became visibly shaken, her tiny body shuddering.

She shouted up, her voice almost shrieking: "Stop! Don't do it, Aya!"

The next moment, Aya Tokoyogi's entire body was enveloped by fire. It was not fire in a physical sense; these were ominous, black flames that seemed like they came from the pits of hell itself. Aya's body, completely enveloped in flame, was no longer visible from the outside. Only her fiery eyes were visible, blazing amid the darkness. The magical power trickling out from her became a frightening torrent, now rivaling that of Ayato's own Beast Vassals.

"Wh-what the hell…is this?!" Ayato shouted. Sayaka, the only one observing the battle with a cool head, was the first to identify the calamity.

"She's losing her soul!" she shouted.

"It's a witch's final stage—her soul is consumed by her devil, while her flesh becomes that of a true demon—" Natsuki bit her lip in despair.

"…At this point, no one can stop it. Aya is beyond saving…" No one could appreciate the fear of losing one's own soul more than a fellow witch. Ayato nervously clenched his fists.

"No way…" His control over his Beast Vassals was at its limit. If they couldn't stop Aya then and there, Itogami Island would be destroyed by Ayato's own hand. However, now that she'd become a full demon, Aya's magical power was off the scale. How could he defeat a monster like that if he had such a hard time even keeping his Beast Vassals on a leash—? As Ayato brooded over the matter, Yukina gripped his hand firmly.

"No, senpai. We will stop her. For Yuuma's sake, too—" Yukina's eyes were filled with unshakable determination. She knew what she had to fight for. They couldn't abandon Aya with the injured Yuuma watching.

They couldn't let the mother perish before the eyes of the daughter who'd spent a lifetime waiting to meet her. Yukina was functionally an orphan; she had not known her own mother. That was why she wanted to save Aya.

It was thinking well suited to the considerate, deeply serious Yukina.

"Guess there's no helpin' it, then," Ayato replied, gripping her hand back. That was enough to tell each other how they felt: Whatever it takes.

"She herself stated," began Yukina, "Snowdrift Wolf does not nullify magical energy, but rather, it returns the world to its proper state. If that is so —"

"Got it. I'm about at my limit, anyway."

"Yes. It's now or never!" Yukina raised her spear and charged. The being that was once Aya Tokoyogi traced symbols with her fireenveloped fingertip. From these, she created amorphous monsters not known to them. They were probably creatures from the demonic realm. The monsters rushed toward Yukina, as if to block the witch from her.

"C'mon over, Regulus Altairyu—!" It was a Cryo lightning-shrouded Blue violet lion that blew the amorphous monsters away, the fifth Beast Vassal of the Fifth Primogenitor. Its cryo lightning, infused with incredible demonic power, freeze burned the creatures to ash. They'd blazed a trail for Yukina. The girl danced through, her silver spear held high.

"I, Maiden of the Lion, Sword Shaman of the High God, beseech thee." As she made her solemn chant, her spear was enveloped by a white glow. The witch losing her soul stopped moving, as if she feared that glow.

"O purifying light, O divine wolf of the snowdrift, by your steel divine will, strike down the devils before me!" A single flash of the silver spear bisected the black flames that enveloped the witch. Aya's body, bathed in the magical light, lost her divine power. This also meant that the pact with her devil had been broken. Her corrupted witch's body had been severed from the demonic realm. From behind, they heard the lisping voice of a very young girl…

"Well done, my students!" Silver chains shot out from thin air to pluck Aya's body right out of the black flames. Having lost their reason for manifesting in the world of men, the demonic flames twisted and burned savagely but for a single moment before puffing out and vanishing. Then the ward enveloping the school and the effects of the Black Bible vanished.

Ayato and the others were instantly assaulted by a feeling akin to color returning to the world. Magic had returned to Itogami Island. With that,Ayato dismissed his mist Beast Vassal.

The silver ice fog slowly lifted, and the entirety of Itogami Island and the blue sea that surrounded it came into view. Ayatp groaned as the first dazzling rays of light poked over the horizon. The rays of the morning sun shone upon their tired, beat-up bodies. At some point, night had yielded to dawn.

(After Two Days after Aya's Defeat)

Their friends were standing right there in shock, gazing at Ayato and Yukina with astonishment. Ayato hadn't heard their footsteps whatsoever because of all the fireworks going off above them.

"…Y-Yukina…?!" Sayaka demanded, her face pale.

"'Always by your side'…? Don't tell me you're propo—"

"Eh?!" replied Yukina in apparent bewilderment. Apparently, Sayaka had been listening starting from the midway point. Even though Asagi, too, was rocking on her heels, she'd somehow begun to blaze with fighting spirit. "

T-to think you'd launch a frontal assault… Impressive…" The look she regarded Yukina with was much like that of a sports player encountering an old rival. Unsurprisingly, Yukina was thrown off quite fiercely when she realized just how her words were being taken.

"Ah, er—wait, please. What you heard was just me—" However, her feelings being rather complicated to begin with, she had great difficulty explaining herself. Yaze and Rin gazed at Yukina's behavior with obvious amusement.

And standing behind the rest of them, Shizuku's cheeks were red for some reason as she looked straight at Yukina.

"Yukina…that's so bold."

"I-it's not…I mean, as senpai's watcher… It's not what you think!" Yukina's shout echoed through the night sky. Ayato felt detached from it all as he gazed above him. Fresh explosions showered them all in twinkles of light. Here, away from other prying eyes, the final curtain fell on the incident that had occurred during the boisterous festival.

to be Continued.

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