Akeno Himejima admired the house as they toured it. It was a well built and comfy house. They would be living here for some time and she was glad that it wasn't a crappy place. Of course, the resident is a Devil, so most would assume that the house would be Gothic or Victorian style with this heavy smell and dark atmosphere but no, the place was fairly lit with plenty of windows.

"And these are your rooms," their host gestured to the hallway. "Azazel-sensei, if I knew you were coming, we would have requested a sixth room."

"Nah, no need for that Issei." Azazel drawled. "I'm just here to drop off these five and check out their room and board."

"I'm relieved to hear that." their Devil hostess said.

"Thank you, Rias Gremory." Azazel said.

"No, thank you. This is all for the sake of Irina," Rias bowed to the Governor of the Fallen. "Without your researchers, we might not know what is going on with her."

"Then consider this as an exchange gift. You get researchers and I get to further my agenda of world peace," Azazel smiled. "Ah, if these five make trouble then please be sure to give me a call."

"We will be sure to do that," Issei said. "We know your number, if it's still the same one."

"Yes it is," Azazel nodded. "Now that everything is set. I bid you guys adios." After getting nods from his subordinates, Azazel activated a magic circle and teleported away, leaving them with their hosts.

"Please make yourselves at home," Rias turned to the five Fallen.

Issei set down their luggage in front of the doors with his many tentacles. "We'll let you get acquainted with your rooms," Issei pulled Rias by the waist as they left the five to their own devices. "Ah, remember that dinner is at seven. We'll call when it is ready." he called out before they disappeared down the stairs.

Akeno hummed to herself as she took her backpack and suitcase into a random room. She noticed the others doing the same before entering her room.

The room was what she expected after seeing the rest of the house. White walls, a large glass window with curtains, a terrace, a queen sized bed, a nightstand, and a closet. Part of the room was walled, most probably a comfort room.

Akeno heard the door close behind her. She turned and saw what she expected. A small smile graced her face. "Yuuma-chan, you have your own room," she spoke.

The wheels of the suitcase squeaked as her younger sister halted halfway to Akeno. She gave Akeno a grin. "But Nee-sama! I want to sleep with you!"

Akeno sighed exasperatedly, half expecting this development. The small smile on her face stayed. "Fine."

"Yay!" the smaller girl gave Akeno a quick hug before wheeling further in her suitcase. "I'm going to unpack later! I want to explore more! See you!" Yuuma said in excitement as she opened and exited the door.

"This girl…" Akeno trailed off with a small smile on her face. She hummed as she set off to unpacking. She pulled her clothes out of her suitcase and set off to the closet. She pulled the available hangers and hung her semi-formal wear. She put her clothes into the drawers. Akeno checked the other door and was greeted by the comfort room and bathroom. She unpacked the rest of her items and made the once plain room rather pretty.

With that done Akeno set off to find her dear little sister.

"MIA CARA SORELLA IN CHRISTO!"

"Ara?" that sparked Akeno's interest. What might that be?

Xenovia sat on the couch with a wry grin on her face. Opposite her was Griselda with her head in her hand and a sigh on her lips. "You know, it's rude to enter someone else's room without their express permission," Griselda said.

"I know now." Xenovia said.

"You're lucky they didn't get mad."

"I'm sorry."

Griselda sighed one last time. "Let this be a lesson," she said. "I'll be going to sleep. I'm too tired." She turned to Xenovia one last time, "Don't do anything that would cost us their trust."

Xenovia nodded.

Satisfied, Griselda let Xenovia stew in her thoughts for a bit. She really was sorry for what she did. She will never do it again. Nope. Never again.

On the other hand, something about the earlier situation interested her. Xenovia remembered those stories of old, where the princess was in the tower. She had a fantasy where she was a tied-up princess in a castle which a dragon guarded… ..It didn't get as erotic as the situation that Irina was in a while ago but it was pretty up there. Xenovia wondered what it was like to be tied up.

Maybe she could ask Issei Hyoudou what it felt like to give her a sensation of what it was to be tied up?

That led her to her next question: Did Issei Hyoudou's tentacles feel good? Could she try touching them? Is asking to touch them being insensitive?

Sometimes, Xenovia wondered if she had grown up being too sheltered.

Xenovia nodded to herself. She now had a mission. Convince Issei Hyoudou to wrap her in his tentacles. Not at the moment though. For now, lay low and hope that Griselda relaxes. Oh, and improve her relationship with Irina Shidou. Sounded pleasant enough: make friends with a Protestant Angel in a Devil's house. Xenovia just hoped that Griselda would forgive her for asking Issei Hyoudou to touch his tentacles. There's nothing sinful about that… right?

Xenovia stood from the sofa with a fire of determination in her eyes.

A plan was slowly forming in her head on how to get Issei Hyoudou to wrap her in his tentacles. Nothing much was certain yet but she knew what to do with step one: help them prepare dinner. Xenovia used to help around in the chores in the orphanage, she hoped those skills will apply here in another country.

Meanwhile, Akeno spied Xenovia from the balcony on the second floor, amused. She thought this trip will be another dull one where they just study and take notes on the subject of Azazel's fancy then leave. It looked like her daily life here would be fun. It also looked like the side project of world peace will make progress here, whether negative or positive. Who knew?

Akeno laughed a pleasant "fufufufu" as she disappeared to wander the house alone.

Maybe she could ask Hyoudou Issei to wrap her in tentacles?