One week later…

Bright sunlight signals the arrival of morning, waking me with it's warmth. A small, glad sigh escapes my lips as I bask in the morning glow. Another sigh echoes right next to me~

That is enough to wake me up completely. Another sigh? Now that I think about it, I understand feeling the warmth of the sun's rays, but isn't it a little too warm? I start patting my bed slightly, trying to figure out while still in a half-dazed state. Hmm, that right there is pretty soft. I'm pretty sure I don't have any pillows that have that type of of texture. It also seems to bounce back if I poke it. Interestingly enough, a small "Aaan" sound accompanies this.

… "MITTELT!" A second later, a small, screaming bundle wrapped up in my blanket flies out of my room, bouncing off the hallway wall with a dull thud and collapsing in a small heap. A small face framed with blonde hair pokes its way out of the bundle, complete with a tongue sticking rudely at me. One fear-inducing glare later, and the Fallen Angel shrinks back into her little nest.

"Seriously, haven't I told you to stop sneaking into my bed at night?"

"And haven't you figured out that, no matter how many times you tell me, I'll do it anyways, Kurotani-sama?" The blonde fires back, oddly proud of her perseverance.

"... It would be more acceptable if you decided to actually wear clothes rather than get in my bed naked."

"Nonsense! A girl should never wear clothes when sleeping in a guys bed! Besides, it's not like you haven't seen me naked before." Whatever happened to that shy personality that day Mittelt and I showered together with Raynare? Granted, I thought she was a little small then, but at least her face, as well as the two knockers of hers, made her look around fifteen, which was barely acceptable to satisfy my lust. Now, though, she wants to walk around all day naked, which I wouldn't mind if it hadn't been for the fact that, well...

"Tch, at least you didn't look like an elementary school student at that time."

That's right - the Watcher who had fallen due to lust could now pass as a girl in elementary school. Big eyes. Chubby cheeks. Blonde pigtails making her even younger. Glancing down at the girl now, I would guess she's around eleven or twelve. Evidently having their wings ripped off reverted Fallen Angels to how they were when they fell. In the case of Mittelt, it reverted her back to the time she was a cherub, a type of angel assigned to help humans fall in pure love. From what she told me, unlike what a lot of the Renaissance artists depicted them, cherubim are all pre-teens, which would explain her current look.

It would not, however, explain how her breasts were still the exact same size as they were before. I glance down at her rack that was so out of proportion to the rest of her body. Seriously, that could not be healthy for her back. The young girl catches me peaking down and smirks up at me. "Oh, Kurotani-sama, is something down there interesting?" Her half-lidded eyes eggs me to say something that, if heard by other people, could lead me to jail as a lolicon.

Fortunately, I see through her sad attempt and merely shrug. "No matter what you try, you won't seduce me, Angel."

"That's Fallen Angel to you!"

Yeah, whatever. I wave my hand to show her how much I care and get back to skipping school. I had elected to take a few sick days in order to "recover" from injuries sustained a few days ago. I wouldn't have figured that being approached by the student council president a few weeks ago would have proved to be such a boon when she heard my reasons and immediately allowed me to take off a few days. It might have helped that I humbled her best friend/rival a little bit too.

Speaking of said rival, Rias Gremory finally learned exactly why I had prevented her from roasting Raynare and Mittelt. When she reached the abandoned church (which at that time was on the verge of collapsing), she found a sobbing Asia Argento trying desperately to heal a badly injured Issei and the two other servants that came as backup. For awhile, all was bleak until the amazing shrouded ninja (read: me) arrived with the stolen red gauntlet, thus saving the true Red Dragon Emperor's life. As recompense I had Asia heal my two Fallen friends, which she gladly did. Soon after, Rias offered her the role of bishop in her peerage, and everything was again peaceful.

"At least they're bigger than Raynare's," exclaimed Mittelt, disrupting my train of thought.

"You're still going on about that," I mutter with a deadpan look.

At that moment, the dark-haired Watcher came into the kitchen. "Going on about what?"

Before I can stop her, Mittelt grins at her friend. "Oh, how my boobs are bigger than yours now." Well, it's true. It turned out Raynare was a cherub as well, which would explain why she and Mittelt were such good friends. But, whereas Mittelt has quite the buxom chest for such a petite girl, Raynare is… Well, Raynare had… lost some of her figure. Oh who am I kidding, she's as flat as a cutting board. That's right, the girl who's figure had been such an amazing image of sensuality is now a pettanko. A short, elementary-aged pettanko. Sometimes fate can be a bitch.

I watch as Raynare clenches her fists and lowers her head to hide her anger and embarrassment. "That~ That~ That's beside the point!"

"Um, Ray-chan, I don't think there's a point at all."

"Hey, why do you call her Ray-chan?"

I heave a sigh of annoyance, get up, and head towards the door. It's time for lunch - maybe some ramen? The two girls follow me, bickering. Another sigh. They must expect me to treat them, since the two were my "little sister" and my "half-British cousin," based on the hair color. Since having their wings ripped off basically amounted to banishment for the Grigori, the two Fallen Angels really had no where to go, and since I was the only person who didn't want them dead, the devils decided I'd be their caregiver. At least that's what Himejima-san told me. Then again, my apartment is freaking huge for a teenager, so two little girls makes no difference. That is, of course, if one of the two would stop trying to seduce me.

"Come on, Kurotani-sama! Call me Micchan!"

"I'd rather not."

"Please?"

"No."

"But you called me Micchan in the shower a week ago!"

"I~" I turn to her, ready to explain why I have no desire to call her a pet name (I still haven't forgiven her for sleeping with me naked), only to find an extremely attractive woman, slightly older than me, holding her three-year-old little girl in her arms. Her face just stares at me in horror. "Oh shit."

It's the mother that gave me her phone number that one time. She begins to clutch her toddler closely to her body, as if protecting her. Actually, seeing as she obviously heard what Micchan was saying, that's most like exactly what she's doing. I open my mouth, mostly to say something along the lines of "I guess that means our date is off," but she beats me to the chase. "Stay away from my daughter, you pedophile!" And she runs off down the street as fast as she could.

"Kurotani-sama, who was that woman?"

"Yes, why did it seem that she knew you?"

I glare at the two, thinking about the best way to torture them for making me lose my chance at an older girlfriend. A small idea pops up. "Say, have you two ever wanted to become ninja?"

So that's it for what basically amounts to Book 1 of the series. I hope you enjoyed it. Next up: Nekomata of the Club trip