- Sona, Tsubaki, calm down. - The guy with the glasses melanchologically closed his eyes, inhaling the magical aroma from the porcelain cup. - Let's have some tea. I want to say that your tea is excellent.

- Don't you realize what I've been up to? - The demoness was beginning to boil over, looking at the guy quietly sipping tea, as if he and a porcelain cup were the only things left in the world. - We had just finished our explanatory talk, and the next day you, for the first time ever, don't come to the academy!

Tsubaki, taking a few small sips from her cup, nodded silently, agreeing with her mistress' words.

- It's a good thing your parents called, though not at the right time, and warned me that you were ill. - Sona continued, and sighed heavily, beginning to calm her anger.

She caught herself again thinking that this was completely atypical of her behavior. She should be cold and stern, both to herself and to those around her, but for some reason she yelled at this man, as if he didn't hear or see her, left alone with her... with her tea.

No, she understood that these emotions were likely to have erupted because of several factors, including responsibility, words of friendship, and... what the last factor was, Sitri could never figure out, deciding to shake her head and clear her mind of the detrimental influence of her thoughts.

Um, also... Neo switched to "you." With both her and Tsubaki.

Sona did not immediately notice this nuance, deciding first to have a moral conversation and reprimand this... though what's there to reprimand him for? He had done nothing wrong, and owed her nothing.

Sitri paced from side to side in the office for a few more minutes, looming over the boy's expressionless gaze, radiating an unbreakable calm, then stopped, rubbed the bridge of her nose, and with one last judgmental glance at Mori, sighed heavily.

Whatever she thought or tried to justify her outburst of anger, it was wrong. To lash out at an innocent man... And this is her, the "ice princess" of the Sitri clan! Actually, that phrase could have been shortened to: she flamed out on a human being!

Why would she do that? Hmm, or else... does she unconsciously see Neo as a pet?

"Pet"?

- Neo, I'm sorry I snapped at you, but your absence was extremely unexpected and gave rise to a lot of bad thoughts. Especially since we had agreed to meet, and the fact that the first time you will be escorted by your familiars or someone from the student council - for a reason, you know. - She said slowly, taking a seat on the chair and putting her glasses on the table.

- It's okay, Sona, I'm not mad. On the contrary, I'm glad you care so much about me. - Her left eye twitched, and Tsubaki laughed softly, but immediately coughed when she saw her friend's warning look.

- I'm not worried about anything! It's just that I, as the highest demoness and president of the student council, who dragged you into the demon world, am responsible for you. - The girl barely made herself scarlet and bit her tongue.

Satan! She didn't need to turn into a tsundere, as her sister had called the girl more than once or twice. Ugh!

- Tea is a quiet drink, don't you think?

From the abrupt change in the topic of conversation and the faint smile on Mori's lips, the girl fell into a stupor for a moment, but quickly pulled herself together.

- A drink is like a drink. - Sonja thought she was being mocked. But the guy's calm and thoughtful face quickly dismissed these silly thoughts. Why such questions and abrupt change of subject at all?

She crossed her arms over her chest and smiled crookedly:

- And in general, Neo, you're extremely calm for a man who's entered the demon world. Don't you forget that we're bloodthirsty demons who grant people what they want for bits of their immortal souls?

- You're not "bloodthirsty. - The boy said calmly, setting his cup down on the table. - And why should I care if I can see how much you care about me? What I see speaks better than stories about demons. I'd rather follow the illustrative example in your face than listen to stories, that's enough.

- "Saint..." - Sona murmured faintly, closing her eyes and thinking for the umpteenth time that this guy was too strange to be human, and the title given to him by his students and teachers was a hit not in the eye, but in the eye.

Though in the old days he would have been burned at the stake for such an attitude toward supernatural beings. Even now, some people wouldn't shy away from that.

- Listen, Sona, I've been thinking... - Neo caught the girl's attention, causing her to wrinkle her nose disapprovingly. Again, the man so tactlessly interrupted her thinking. - Is the offer to join the student council still on the table?

- М? - The demoness didn't think she heard what he said.

- Well, I agree to join the student council. Hopefully, it will be easier for you to follow me, and we'll spend more time together. Playing games with you gives me a lot of pleasure. So does socializing. - Neo twirled his index finger in the air. - And... I'm willing to help you in the student council.

Sona couldn't believe the guy's flippant words! He kept refusing, and then all of a sudden... though after all that had happened it wasn't strange, but for him to agree to become a demon himself?

Wait, she hadn't explained one little nuance to him. All the members of the student council are Sitri figures.

- I'm sorry, Neo, but I guess I have to turn you down now. - Sona said wearily, looking up into the boy's questioning and slightly hurt look. - You see, all the members of the Student Council are demons. My figures or servants, whatever you want to call them. You don't want to become a demon, do you?

- No, I'm not ready to give up my humanity just yet. Though it's a tempting offer - power, a very long life with youth, magic... no, it's certainly interesting, but I'm still not ready to give up my humanity for it. - Mori sighed as he leaned back in his chair, then put his foot on his leg and jokingly continued. - Especially since we don't know each other very well.

- What do you mean?

- To tie your life with a girl like that... - Sona and Tsubaki slowly grasped the meaning of his words and simultaneously blushed. This was the first time they had ever thought about contracts like this: master-servant, in this kind of way.

Sona was well aware that many higher demons slept with their servants, so this only added fire to the flaring chaos inside the mind of the always collected and restrained girl. She was very young, for a demon, and spring had just crept into her soul, something Sitri was still unaware of.

- Was that his way of joking? - Sona quickly pulled herself together and, not trying to hide the treacherous blush, quietly asked her vice-president.

- Ahem, no idea. - The man was still a mystery to the other demoness.

The two women's squinted eyes fixed on Neo, who was filling his cup with tea from Sonja's porcelain teapot with a fluid motion of mystic elegance.

It seemed that with the tea cup in his hands, the boy was finally taking on a complete form. It was as if it were meant to be... A rather strange sensation, not understood by Sitri.

Satan, what nonsense comes to mind sometimes!

The demoness shook her head, pushing the extremely stupid thoughts out of her head.

- And yet, Sona, do you have to be a demon to join the student council? - After a few moments of prolonged silence, Mori asked, smiling benignly. - You know, tea is such an interesting drink, it reveals its secrets only in the circle of thinkers.

- ... - Sitri looked at the guy's fleeting smile for a couple of moments, ignoring his strange words, then barely heard a sigh, knowing that she would regret her next words more than once. - Alright, Neo Mori, I'll let you join our ranks. But know that the Student Council is still the Student Council, and you have to work as hard as any of us. Is that clear?

- Of course, Sona. - The guy nodded gravely, hiding his smile but not removing it from his kindly eyes. - Or should I call you President now?

- As you wish, Neo.

- Thank you, Sona. - Mori nodded again, taking a sip or two of the hot beverage.

- Neo, aren't you going to have trouble with the calligraphy? Can you do both? - Tsubaki asked. The vice-president didn't want to get her mistress in trouble with Kitsune because of this person.

- I will, don't worry.

- Okay, Neo, now that you're new, it's my duty to bring you up to speed and get you to sign some papers. - Sona decided to take the boy seriously and get things sorted out as quickly as possible.

And then... we could play a few games of chess. The girl had just worked out a new strategy and she really wanted to try it on a strong opponent.

- I heed your words, President. - The boy bowed his head slightly, causing Sonja to snicker. Neo was slowly opening up to her from new sides.

Hmm... "Friendship, huh?

-= A few hours later. Issei Hyodo's room. =-

Issei was uncomfortable with the studying gaze of his friend. Neo was looking around the guy's room with interest, nodding to something from time to time, and that was what made the local pervert uncomfortable. He couldn't even understand why.

Maybe it was because no one else was in the room except his parents and his pervert buddies? Or maybe because of the mocking look on his mate's face?

Well, it seemed to Issai that the look was mocking and his room was about to be judged. He himself couldn't figure out why, as if grandfather or grandmother had walked into his room and was about to lament her impropriety or the pornography scattered on the floor that the boy had forgotten to hide since this morning.

But, luckily, the boy's mom didn't come in and see the "dirty magazines" and eliminate the "heresy"... eh, it's a good thing he was lucky to have a father. Issei was proud to have gone after his father and, in some ways, even surpassed him.

Issei was a neat person, always cleaning up after himself, so the small cozy room was perfectly cleaned, the bed was neatly made, textbooks and books were in place, and the glass vase on the table was fragrant with some yellow flowers bought by his caring mother.

Except for the scattered magazines that Issei had forgotten to hide, everything was fine, but the guy didn't get confused and silently stacked them between the mattress and the bed.

As perverted as he was, sometimes a sense of tact awakened in the guy. Though Neo had never said anything about Issei's extreme fascination with women's bodies, one might even say an unhealthy fascination, but suddenly he disliked porn...?

So, wait, is he one of "those" guys?! And decided to talk to Issei in his room because.

A chill ran down the guy's body and he swallowed and covered his ass with his hands, starting to move slowly, sideways, as if afraid to scare off a dangerous predator, away from his comrade.

- Is something wrong, Issei? - Neo raised an eyebrow questioningly, glancing at the trembling lad. - You're acting weird.

- Nah, man, heh heh, I'm just... I got a tummy ache, so I'm hanging in there! - The pervert's trusty brain immediately found an excuse.

- Yes?" You could tell by the look on Neo's face that he didn't believe Issei's words one bit. - Well, Issei, I have a serious talk with you.

- Y-Yes? - The boy squeaked, more and more worried about his "rose," which certainly was not in bloom for Neo. And not for a man at all!

- Yes," Mori agreed, taking a seat in the wooden chair next to the desk and putting his leg over his head. - What a comfortable chair...

- Very comfortable! - Issei exclaimed, getting closer and closer to the saving exit.

- But first, could you make us some... tea. - He took off his spectacles and wiped them with a white handkerchief, looking up at his pale companion for a moment. - If you don't mind, of course.

- Right away!

Issei ran sharply outside, his heart pounding with terror, and the rose... the guy stopped abruptly, cracking himself on the forehead.

What had gotten into him in the first place? Why such thoughts?! Ugh! It's Neo, and he's a great dude, how did Issei even come to "such" conclusions?!

The chestnut-haired guy rubbed his eyes and shook his head, starting to recite the "boob mantra", calming his inflamed mind. In a couple of minutes he was already in a trance state, automatically making tea. The big breasts of the "Goddess of Breasts" were flying in his mind, and that alone gave his perverted spirit its former steadfastness.

After a few minutes, the two boys settled across from each other and drank tea in silence. Issei sat down on the bed, pondering the beautiful things and making sluggish guesses about the upcoming conversation, while Neo was still sitting on the chair, like a statue to himself.

It seemed as if, given any excuse, a halo of tranquility would appear around Mori. It seemed...

- Issei, what do you want? - Neo's voice broke the silence. Not too loud and not too quiet. Quite normal and measured.

- Um, why do you ask that? - The boy wasn't quite sure why he'd asked a question like that, but if you think about it, he wanted a lot... ooh, he wanted a lot!

- Let's pretend I could grant wishes. - Neo set the cup down on the desk and crossed his arms over his chest. - Absolutely any wish. Issei, imagine that I could make you God. Give you untold riches or unimaginable power, make a dream come true... what would you wish for?

- Wish... - what a strange question. And why did he ask it? - Well, I would like... boobs! So I could squeeze those soft titties anytime I wanted! No, I want to be king of the harem! Ten, no, no, no, twenty girls! And all mine!

The boy saw his dream clearly. He had many desires, but being a harem king was one of the main ones. The whole pervert's thorny path was leading the boy to this very moment.

- What an interesting wish. - Mori replied calmly, as if not seeing the lustful, dreamy expression on Issei's face and the triumphant posture in which he stood up. - Issei-kun, would you like... ...I'll grant you your wish?

- ...? - Issei, hovering in his thoughts, did not immediately grasp the meaning of his comrade's words. - What do you mean?

- Imagine that I am your God. I can make your every wish come true. For example, tell me, which of the girls at the academy do you like?

- Well... - the boy still didn't understand where Neo was going and why he was suddenly asking such strange questions? But why press the strangeness of the others, especially since the question was easy. - Я... saw a very beautiful girl. Rias-sempai, her big breasts, and that gorgeous purple hair... I could just squeeze her soft, pretty...

- Rias Gremory, huh? - Neo nodded, interrupting the pervert's verbal flow, and smiled at the corners of his lips. - Issei-kun, would you like me to make her yours? Tomorrow or tonight, she'll come to your house, obey you in everything, and you can do with her whatever your big soul desires.

- What?! Are you kidding me?! - The guy couldn't believe the words of a perfectly ordinary looking guy, much less one with a great reputation. If Issei was at the level of a bug, in the hierarchy of the academy, then Neo was a heavenly dragon. - Or are you some kind of pimp, so she-.

- No, Issei-kun. I was just making an assumption. - Mori interrupted him, fixing his glasses. - Just answer the question. Would you want her to come to you at night. Be all yours?

- Um, well... maybe? - Issei said uncertainly, scratching the back of his head. On the one hand, yes, but on the other... but what's there to think about?! He was willing to do anything for the sake of Sempai's tits! - Yes!

- That's it. - Neo took off his glasses and carefully put them in the breast pocket of his jacket. - Are you sure you want to do this?

- Uh, yeah?

- You see, she'll be a gutless puppet. She won't love you, it won't be of her own free will. No different than slavery, only mental. But, at the same time, she will be your obedient dog. Rias will gladly bring you your slippers if you ask her to, cook dinner, please absolutely any wish you have. She'll be happy to do it.

- It's kind of... - Issei said slowly, trying to choose a word.

- Nasty? - Neo helped him, receiving a nod. - Why is it disgusting? For one thing, it won't be by her will, but she'll get her dose of happiness from every order you give her. The best drug, akin to which there is nothing like it in this world. Believe me, Issei-kun, for the sake of their happiness, the intelligent would do many things... ...terrible, terrifying and beautiful things. It all depends on the person. What are you willing to do for your happiness?

- I've never thought about it. - The confused kid honestly confessed with his head bowed down. All his happiness consisted in his fascination with pornography and women's bodies, and otherwise he just lived. Existing, like so many others. - Honestly, I don't know. Other than porn and boobs, I don't need anything. I guess that's my happiness? - The pervert asked himself.

- Don't you want more than that? - Mori pointed a finger upward. - To go beyond your dreams. To achieve something greater... To fulfill your deepest desires.

- Я... want. - After a few minutes of thought, the boy answered. Issei's heart began to beat extremely loudly, beating like a drum.

- I want Rias to be with you, to be happy, but not as a slave. Why would you want a slave doll? How is she different from your magazines? Unless it has bones, meat, skin, organs and blood. And also her thoughts, but they won't be her thoughts, they'll be the thoughts of a docile doll. It's sad, isn't it?

- Yeah," the boy grimaced, clenching his fists.

He realized that his wishes... not good, to put it mildly. His friend's words had frightened the lad beyond belief, and his own thoughts brought disgust for the first time.

A puppet out of a man? Is that really what he wants? An abomination...

- What if I gave you the power... to achieve everything with your own hands. With your own strength. To rise to the top and fulfill your dreams.

In a slow, fluid motion, Neo slicked back his hair. For some unknown reason, his hair didn't even think about going back to its original position, as if the brown hair had been pressed down with gel, except there was no gel and the hair looked quite natural. But Issei paid no attention to this oddity. He listened to his friend's words, devoured them like sweet nectar, devoured them like a dream.

- You will make her your own. Fall in love with who you are. Then she won't be a willless but happy puppet. No, she will be intelligent, happy with the knowledge that you are there for her. That you are her own choice. A firm and unbreakable choice. Rias will be the first, won't you be enough alone? And the rest is up to you...

Neo paused, taking the mug of tea again and taking a few sips from it:

- I will make sure that you find your happiness and, at the same time, do not destroy the happiness of others. On the contrary, you will be the happiness of others.

- I will be the happiness of the others...? - It seemed as if Issei's heart was about to burst out of his chest and explode. He gripped his shirt with his left hand and grimaced in pain.

- Do you want me to help you get your wish? I'll give you the power. Are you ready to accept it?

- Я... ready. - The boy's voice turned into an animal growl, a fog covering his eyes, and a flashing migraine stabbing at his temples. - Grrrah! I'm ready!

- Wonderful, Issei-kun. - Aizen smiled as he looked at the glowing golden glow on the left arm of his new toy, then closed his eyes and took a few more sips from the cup, smiling at the peculiar taste of the dark liquid. - Then I'll be your God.