Chapter 21.

Through all the dangers of our galaxy, it is in man we must trust.

I thanked Grayfia for everything today when she found us in the library. She, with a big smile, said thank you to me for the mechadendrites before leaving to do her kick-ass work of bullying her husband. I resumed my descriptions of the forty-second millennium to the two. Kiryuu was entranced with the descriptions of the Warhammer universe. She had never been into science fiction before, but this seemed to wake something up in her because she asked so much. Kuroka listens, too, in awe at things like the Titans. There were funny things too. Kuroka was amused that there were cat girls and boys in the far future, as was Kiryuu. What amazed Kiryuu was that we had a million worlds. But they were both horrified by how horrible that place was. Koriel was out next to the anvil, reinforcing the story.

That humanity was that way because we had to disgusted them both. Kiryuu paled hearing the Tyranids, as did Kuroka, knowing they were extragalactic and came from all sides. The Orks scared them both more, knowing that they could survive nearly anywhere. As I described the various Xenos in that galaxy, Kuroka no longer judged me for my xenophobia. Kiryuu asked if they were possibly here. I read them the note Big G left me. Kuroka paled, hearing a god confirm there were xenos in our galaxy. She knew it was real, the divine power on the note. Kiryuu had instinctively flinched away, feeling it. She knew that she had abandoned gods like the Shinto and Big G. She was an atheist anyway, but knowing that there was a god that accepted us made her amazed.

I was his champion. The Machine God of Mars. Kiryuu didn't convert because she was not that way. She understands more than ever now. Her eyes had widened to saucers as I described what Terra is like in the far future. That was the scene Issari walked in on. It was just her and no others, so I didn't hide Koriel. Issari smiled and asked.

"Did you get your set? Is Kiryuu-chan fully in with us?"

I nodded happily while Kuroka snuggled into my left on the couch.

"She is. Kiryuu knows everything. I will still be paranoid, but the majority will know."

Kiryuu knew the base her. The base Issari. How she would tease the other mercilessly. How she still got to be a magic girl. Learning her universe was grimdark sucked, but she has this now and would never trade it. Kiryuu smiled at her friend and me. Replying with a tease.

"I now know that the base you has a TV show, Issari-chan, Oppai Dragon. Really? I'm not that bad, and that's still cringe-worthy."

Issari winced, and Ddraig appeared on her arm, weeping, as he heard the name of the cursed TV show. Koriel turned the fire up there.

"My host is better than yours lizard. He was a plastic muncher but was never that."

Ddraig wept more than ever, as did Issari, showing how connected they are. Koriel had finally come to terms with the fact her universe was made for a tabletop war game. I promise her that I won't bring that here. Despite how I want to kick everyone's ass and become the best player ever! Kuroka just purred her storm, still getting used to the fact she's free. I do promise us all.

"We can try playing Dark Heresy at some point. It's a role-playing game. I want to share the universe with you all in a more fun way, and I can show you the wacky character I made when I played with friends. I promise the adventures will be funny."

Everyone looked interested there. Especially Kiryuu.

"I played role-playing games like that in the orphanage. The matron and I would play with one of the older kids who introduced that to us. I miss her. She was fun and didn't judge me or call me an ultra-pervert. She understood that I had the condition and made good memories."

Issari stopped weeping and immediately spoke up.

"I want to play a sister of battle! I want to bang all the hot ladies and men!"

We all snickered there, and Kuroka finally spoke up and surprised me with her idea.

"I want to play as a Skitarii. So, I can understand my mate and his insistence that he is that nya. I'm not there yet with him, but I want to believe in one again. I was never big on religion because of Aum and because my former king forced down our throats the 'love' of the Morning Star nya. A god that gave me my mate and that I'm not a criminal anymore is why I will join you there."

I tell Kiryuu something after seeing worry.

"The faith is and will always be optional. I prefer to be hands-off. Just don't support gods of evil, please."

Kiryuu smiles, knowing I don't want to shove this down throats. She finally said after everything.

"I want a Las pistol. Fire and ice is ironic and funny. My king has me until I go."

She knows I'm immortal. That Issari is, too. I do want to test something. Just to be certain. I get out my board and then gesture to Issari to come over. The others know what I'm doing. I took the pawns and moved to my best friend, before attempting to insert them after the oath. The result was as I expected. The pawns refused to go in. Even when I used them all. Issari looked so happy to know that she was free of that forever. Ddraig was too. I wouldn't have been able to reincarnate even if Rias tried to. Perpetuals are immune from the system. I then make Kiryuu her pistol. A hotshot las pistol. Kiryuu held it and asked.

"Is there recoil? I have never used guns before."

I shake my head.

"There is no recoil. It's a laser. The boltgun has recoil; it hurts. I'll also make you a helm with what is called a war mask. It will feel ultra weird, but you barely remember things with it on. I remember slightly having my arms and legs broken multiple times by kicks from a mutation queen."

None of them liked that I had gotten that. I made it better by paying Issari her bounties. She eagerly took the money, counting it out, while Kiryuu finally showed her sin in greed. I smiled and looked to Kuroka for permission, and after receiving it, I explained.

"Devils have a sin we feed. Same with us, half ones. Don't ask what it is directly, as that's considered rude. The other person shares it. I'm wrath. I know yours but won't say till you reveal it. Money for strays will be paid out to the one who does the kill. This goes for everyone. Yes, I need money for Red, but we are a team first and foremost."

Kiryuu grew brighter when she learned the customs and that money was shared. She told us with a gleeful face.

"I'm greedy for knowledge of magic. Money is secondary. This feels so good. I want to help hunt. Yumoto was the best thing I ever had till you rescued me."

Kuroka whacked Kiryuu with her tails, and Kiryuu ooffs. I explained to her.

"You need time to adjust to the changes. You will be weaker to sunlight for a bit. You can join after you're settled and know magic. I'd ask Kuroka to teach you, but she wants to help, too."

Kuroka looked happy I get her desire. She, however, stepped up.

"I'll teach you Kiryuu. I'm a Western girl, so you don't have to worry about the honorifics. As a former bishop, I can give you tips to correct your magic usage. The biggest mistake of first-time bishops is developing bad magic conservation habits. I will teach you, too, Chestnut. One way to include her with us is to eventually make her your contract magician, in case we do have to fight pig bird nya."

Kiryuu looked eager to learn. As did Issari. I thank my Queen with a smile and a promise of fish. I did ask Issari something.

"Did you talk to Murayama-chan recently, Issari-chan? I have not heard from her this week since Monday, and I have been swamped."

Issari immediately said.

"She's been busy with lots this week. She and Katase-san have wanted to talk again, but they know you have been busy. I saw her today before coming here. Are you going to recruit her?"

I could. She has gear, but she deserves to be free, too. The melancholy hit there, and Kuroka purrs for me. She knows I have that. Kiryuu doesn't get the hesitation, but Issari does and explains for our friend.

"Gregor-kun prizes free will. He was older in his original universe, and he had regrets. He doesn't want that for us."

Kiryuu understands immediately. She looked at me now with pity, and I replied while the purrs increased.

"I want her to have a choice where she won't regret becoming this. She fancies me thanks to the gecko there and my cousin. She doesn't know this side and me."

Issari comes over and pats me with the gauntlet.

"She doesn't. Her uncle does."

I stopped. Eyes widening there. Issari is smiling nervously behind me.

"I think he's a Principle clansman. When I practiced with Murayama-chan this week, he focused on me. He requested to speak with me when he approached us before Murayama-chan went home. When she was gone, he asked me if I planned to horde his niece."

He might be a Principal clansman. Oh fuck. What family? I pale there because he might mention me to the Himejima, and this is a good way to spy on the devils via a dojo. I pale more than ever because I really don't like that. Kiryuu doesn't get the sudden and abrupt fear there. Kuroka does, and she wraps her tails around me tightly. Issari said her next words carefully.

"Ohashi-sensei waited for my answer. I felt his holy energy and answered no. He studied me carefully before he accepted the answer. He then asked if you were going to try collecting Murayama-chan-like meat. I answered again, saying that you were not like that. He again accepted the answer but asked to speak with you personally next time. Please, Gregor-kun, he was scary. I didn't say what you were, but he said collect, and with that."

I am about to freak out because he knew. Yet why didn't he attack me? They are xenophobic. Like me, but mine is for actual Xenos. I reluctantly asked while Kiryuu was still lost.

"Murayama-chan is completely unaware?"

Issari nodded fast.

"Yes, she is. I kind of forgot about that with everything that happened this week, but you getting the set made me remember. She's been busy helping him move stuff. She told me on Wednesday that he and they are moving soon. The dojo is closing."

What! Why is the dojo closing? It seemed like a highly successful business! Why move all of a sudden? I checked the time, and it was around four. I will talk with him today, along with Murayama. I will tell Issari, while Kuroka is more concerned now.

"I will go now. Kiryuu, the Five Principal Clans, are extremely hostile to anything that's not theirs. My mom here was from one of them called the Himejima. They tried to kill Akeno. They did kill her mom and mine. Along with the person who originally inhabited this body."

Kiryuu pales hearing that. Kuroka doesn't stop purring. She says with no hesitation or fear.

"I'm going with you, nya. You might not be able to die, but my being there will make him think twice. My brave mate won't lose me, nya."

I appreciate the support. Because the clans terrify me. I was so close to death when I entered that dojo. My eyes are distinctive. I have demonic power. Enough, according to Nikola, to pass as a regular devil. My gear was active by then. Yet Ohashi hadn't attacked me each time. I had been alone with Murayama. I don't like this. I get up off the couch, and Kiryuu immediately gets up, as do Kuroka and Issari.

I tell Maéva she's free for the night. We are going out to celebrate my set and Kiryuu's reincarnation. Maéva accepted this, and as soon as the front door was halfway closed, I heard Mexican soap opera music playing from inside. The sun was out, and Kiryuu was sluggishly moving. I did warn her about that. Kuroka has her illusions on, but she is her base self. Issari had as we exited the grounds telling me.

"Murayama-chan is with Ohashi-sensei at the dojo. She said he's waiting for you. Also asked if you like her hair."

Issari showed a picture of Murayama with her long brown hair in a blue dress that was risqué with no left shoulder strap. She looks lovely in it, but she doesn't get that this might be severed, and I don't like the theoreticals I'm coming up with. Why would a potential Principal clan member accept his niece with gear? Unless he actually cares and is doing something to hide that. Or maybe he's part of a more moderate group of the clans. Suzaku is trying to change them, but Ohashi is older. I don't like this at all.

We stopped for Kiryuu under the shade three times to help her with the sun. She appreciated that, and it was around five when we hit the dojo. I entered first. Followed by Issari and Kuroka with Kiryuu in the back. My bishop won't die because of me. As we entered, I didn't see Ohashi or Murayama. Before I hear wooden swords clanging together. I reluctantly follow the noise, and we find the two and Katase. The two women are dueling in their kendo club uniforms. While Ohashi is in his kendo clothes, he watches them. I gulped because I felt the holy energy slightly leaking off Ohashi. Kiryuu was shaking completely. I'm immune to it. Kiryuu and Kuroka are not. As we approached, I saw Katase and Murayama stop and look at me.

They both had hearts in their eyes seeing me. Before they see Kuroka near me and Kiryuu behind me. Katase grew suspicious, while Murayama just shrugged. Ohashi spoke up.

"Gregor-san. It's good to see you. You have grown much since I last saw you."

I have, and there is no open hostility towards me there. I replied with a smile smirk for Murayama and Katase while Ohashi was still facing them.

"Been a busy week, Ohashi-sensei. You wanted to speak with me?"

The man turned to face me, and his eyes watched my peerage and me. He also looked at Issari, who backed up a little but stayed steady. Murayama and Katase are confused by the move, but Katase glares at Kuroka. Murayama saw Kiryuu in the back, and she was frowning, too. Ohashi finally raised an eyebrow before he moved towards the back of the dojo behind his stand. He gestured to me to follow. I do and give silent orders to stay to my peerage and Issari, but Kuroka follows me anyway and Ohashi doesn't object there.

The three of us entered the back of the dojo through a door, and the room was full of swords and other weapons. All in cases, and I feel holy energy from each of them. Ohashi closed the door and immediately went into a predatory walk when it shut fully. I steel myself. Ohashi didn't attack. But he walked in front of us, and then when he was facing Kuroka along with me, he observed us again. His eyes are searching for something. He found it and started the talk. After wards went up behind us on the door.

"You are a half devil. Enough energy there to pass as a full."

He showed no emotion on his face or in his voice. I don't back down here too much.

"And? I only recently learned that."

He was unimpressed by the grit there. He trained his eyes on Kuroka before saying again.

"Youkai. A nekoshou, too. Rare to see nowadays, and it's the infamous Kuroka."

Kuroka let the illusion fall, and her ears and tails stood straight up. I again replied while stepping in front of my Queen.

"And? Get to your point."

Ohashi's face is still blank. Before he spoke again, he was still unimpressed.

"The point is that you're near my niece. The cat is your Queen, and the girl behind Issari-san is your bishop. Then, there is the fact that Issari-san is the Red Dragon Empress. That you are enough of a devil to get the set period, and my niece has gear. You are an intelligent young man, so I'll be blunt. My niece is my world, Gregor-san, and I would kill anyone who attempts to harm her. Do you intend to collect my niece like meat? As all devils attempt to do with those with gear."

The face was blank. I don't back down from him and the accusations. I am the Gorgan, the Lord of Iron, I say with no hesitation.

"I'm human first and devil second. I believe in free will and would never forcefully reincarnate someone. Kuroka asked me. My bishop, named Kiryuu, was a prisoner of bad strays, using her as a hostage to stop hunters from killing them. I told her upfront what being reincarnated means. Issari is incapable of being reincarnated, and even if she could, I would ask her if she wanted that. I would never attempt anything with your niece. I have honor, unlike some of the Principal Clans. I don't attempt to murder children. Or kill members of your family that try to be different."

Ohashi didn't get mad at my statement and accusing tone. He only watched me for a lie. The standoff continued. Neither side is willing to back down.

Before, the man sighed three minutes later after just watching us in a very hot Cold War. He spoke in a tired voice and showed he was stressed out badly.

"I believe you. You are correct that the Clans do the actions you say, which is why I'm so protective of my niece. I don't hate her for the gear, and neither do her parents. Allow me to introduce myself fully. I am Ohashi Doumon and you are?"

I answered back. The time for hiding was over. He and I are not enemies, but we are not friends.

"Gregor Astaroth of the seventy-two pillars. Heir to House Astaroth. I repeat that I never intend to go after your niece."

Ohashi looked at me seriously before he drooped a bit. He was feeling guilty over the hostility.

"I never wanted to kill you. I saw the man underneath the mask, but I had to be sure because devils lie in everything they do. Living up to the first one. When Murayama returned on Monday with a demonic presence on her, I immediately acted, questioning her intently. She thinks I'm being a hard ass on you because of how she has a crush on you. You never denied her fully, so I used that to get information. When I learned how she attached herself to you, I pushed Issari-san for more information. I assumed your absence this week was because you were getting ready to snatch my niece. Yet you never made a move. Why I gave you one chance to prove yourself the man I thought you were."

He really does love his niece. It's clear to see in the way he's that protective of her. He used what he knew and made the wrong thought train, and he was determined to protect her. I answered him.

"I was busy avoiding my cousin and her king two weeks ago. That weekend I saw you last, I was preparing to hunt strays because I, as I said, am human first. I didn't know I was a noble till last week. I didn't get my evil pieces till today. I earned it after I killed dozens of strays who hurt people like my now bishop. I will repeat this again. I never intended to collect Murayama, and even if I did, I would ask. I don't want to collect her despite the other king encouraging me to do so because I want her happy and free from our side."

Ohashi drooped more when he saw and heard that. We both wanted the same thing. Kuroka was silent yet wrapped her tails around my hand in support. We were silent for two minutes before Ohashi spoke again, and his voice had a genuine apology in it.

"I want that as well. I don't want her to go through what I and her mother did. We were lucky with our situation because we had each other. How much do you know of the Clans?"

I answered.

"Only that some of them are utter bastards. Like the Himejima."

Ohashi didn't wince, but his voice was confirmation there.

"They are. They are the worst of the Clans and the standard we are all held up to. My Clan, the Doumon, is the weakest. Yet the vast majority of them are yes men and women to the Himejima. My sister and I served our Clan faithfully throughout our youth as frontline people. We fought Youkai, Fallen, and Devils without hesitation because that's what we were taught. We grew disillusioned over time because we had the total trust of a twin, but once you're in the clans, the only way out is death. My brother-in-law is a good man. He is not at all involved with this side but knows because he is a doctor. He healed my sister and me many times in our duties. I took this post here in Kuoh because I was tired of killing. My sister was too. You are smart, so you know what I do."

I hate the Himejima. How the fuck are they the gold standard. I answered him.

"You spy for the clans. Keeping an eye on the devils."

Ohashi nodded.

"I do. I do as I am told as I have been taught. Murayama was born here, and the demonic energy here hides her gear. But increase the likelihood the devils will discover her and thus us because we are here. Why I was so hostile with you. Because her mother and I fear that. I want my Mura free to live her dream of being a world-class kendo champion, but eventually, she will be discovered by someone, and I can't protect her forever. Especially with the situation as it is now."

I feel horrible for Ohashi, as does Kuroka. We stay silent again. Ohashi tells me something, and it hurts hearing the grief, resignation, and resentment.

"I'm being recalled to the Doumon compound, as is my sister. We are expected to train the next generation of clansmen and women. They will sense the gear in Murayama as soon as we get there. Then, they will do one of several things. The most likely outcome is they will kill her immediately for being infected with the pagan god's disease. If not, they will exile her and then kill her with poison in her food before the exile. As for myself and my sister, we will be punished for allowing that into the world that is a symbol of the Christian god and for hiding it for so long from the Clan given Murayama's age. As I do the spying, and my sister is my co-head, we both will be punished severely. We have been preparing to run, but the Clans have the ports and the airports watched and people waiting there, so we can't run easily. We are running out of options. The other side hates me because of my sister and my record, and with the Doumon, that shuts down that escape route. Thus, why I don't want to ask this."

They have learned incredibly well the Clans. No wonder my parents were found. They were doomed further, but I know what he is asking.

"You want me to reincarnate her so she's safe. Even though you despise that and were fighting to keep me from doing that."

The man physically hurts. His holy energy mounts and spreads through the room, showing how much he hates the likely request. Kuroka hisses at the holy presence. Ohashi shows more emotion here than at any other time.

"Yes. I despise devils. They took my father and mother, but you're not them. You have honor and proved that when you beat down Katase. When you immediately helped Murayama repair that relationship. You acted as a human and not the devil you are. When you entered my dojo, the Shinto gave me a nudge to stay my hand. Despite the fact I wanted to kill you because I thought we had our cover blown. Despite everything, your statement to me earlier made me realize that you are the person I thought you were. I hate asking this of you to my core, and I still want to drive my sword into you and the cat despite everything. But I love my niece more than anything. I would kill my Clan in its entirety if I could. Same with my sister, but we are two against them, along with the Himejima and the rest of them. One of their most sacred rules is obeying, and I can't break that easily. So, please. I ask you as the warrior you are. From one to another. Please reincarnate my niece."

He's extremely bitter at the request. I understand. He's asking the thing he despises to protect the one thing that is his world. I tell him to build a bridge with the man who tried with me.

"I'm from them too. The clans. They murdered my mom. They murdered my aunt. They attempted to kill me, my dad, and my cousin. I say as the human to another human and not the devil. I will reincarnate her only if she wants. Otherwise, she has asylum with me. No reincarnation then. I will always be the half of me that isn't the monsters in the dark on either side. I say that as the man who was allowed to stay here despite my friend and her habits and me when you have very good reason to hate me utterly. I say that as the Warrior of Mars. I will protect Murayama-chan from them. This I swear."

Ohashi looked stunned, knowing that. His eyes searched me for evidence of my claim before his widening eyes saw my eyes. He was in complete surprise now, but he must have heard something Kuroka, and I couldn't hear because he slowly had tears entering his eyes. That Murayama could be safe without becoming what he and his sister hated. He looked ready to cry. Kuroka spoke now.

"My mate is a good man. He never lies on oaths, nya. He took a chance on me, and he cleared me of crimes I committed to protect my family. He truly asked us in our peerage and will ask her. If she says no, then she will never have him ask again, but if she says yes, she will have a king who will always protect her to the utmost. I am starting to understand why he's called Omnissiah nya."

Ohashi recognized that word.

"The Shinto called you that. They say you have a deity that loves humanity as they do. They tell me you speak the truth. That you will do things that even they can't see, I will have faith again in you. Please give her asylum. It hurts me to think she might say yes. But she will have a choice I and her mother didn't have. All I ask is that you don't deny us letters."

I know it hurts him knowing she might say yes. He shakes in rage there for the devils who took his family away from him. I tell him this.

"I will never deny that. I have my cousin and would never trade her for the world. She's annoying and has corrupted a woman I am starting to like, but the times with her are some of the better days I have had since losing my memories. Murayama-chan will never lose that with me. Her family. When do you leave?"

Ohashi smiled real before he answered.

"Tomorrow. You have truly earned it when I call you this. Gregor-kun. I'll tell her mother and father tonight. This will make them more relaxed. Thank you. Please take her out, and I will have her stuff delivered to your house in the meantime. What's the address?"

I told him. I told him that whoever delivers the items should use the intercom system and say the words mechadendrites to the person answering. I will have Kuroka tell Maéva the plan. My Queen understood my request immediately, which shows how well we know each other and how much I trust her with anything. She kissed my cheek there and promised me in a whisper that she would do that. We continued to iron out how we would do everything else.

We agreed to use a pocket spell that the two of us linked for letters. The Clans have trivialized magic use for them. A pocket spell for that won't draw attention, and because of the deep cover of Ohashi and his sister, the Doumon know incredibly little about what happened here in Kuoh. The Clan knows Murayama exists. Ohashi and his sister will pretend Murayama died in childhood. That was horrifyingly common for the Clans. I realized why because of my patron and the very much ashamed Shinto. They all do the abuse. To keep the kids in line and indoctrinate them. The clans got around the mortality rate by having many branches in the family, and they encouraged said branches of the Clans to focus solely on reproductive work. A practice the Himejima made standard after the Second World War when numbers for them were at their lowest point. The rest of the clans adopted the practice, which was perverted shortly after. It shows how evil the clans are.

Murayama and Suzaku were the exceptions, not the rule. I hate them more than ever and will destroy them, too. Kids have never done anything wrong to deserve that. Ohashi understands my disgust, having realized more about me.

"We will treat the children we teach right. It was my brother-in-law who broke us out of the cycle. He made us realize that we were abused, and we swore never to do that to Murayama or her brother. They both are and will always be our world."

I need to know something, though. Where's Suzaku and her reforms? What happened there?

"What do you know of Suzaku Himejima?"

Ohashi grew incredibly sad.

"Only that she was exiled from the Clan thrown out this year. It broke many hearts because she wanted to reform the clans. She had many supporters, too. Each of the clans lost their expected heirs. They all supported Suzaku. They left and haven't been seen since the incident blew up."

I have a feeling I know the origin.

"It was because a clan member and his mother were murdered at the beginning of the year, wasn't it."

Ohashi frowned, trying to remember. Before his eyes widened again, he looked at me. Seeing the eyes fully, I spoke again.

"Suzaku Himejima is my cousin, and they abused me too. Tried that on my cousin Akeno. Do you have any idea where Suzaku and her supporters went?"

Ohashi was in pure shock. Given the clan status, I get it, but he shook his head.

"No one knows where they went. The Clans have been preparing for a possible civil war. Why my sister and I are being called back. The tension between them and Suzaku's faction has been rising, and it will be a simple matter to kick start. The Shinto can't take sides because of how we do things for them they need done. The pantheon is split in two with how they have followers. We hate the Youkai because of the past, and they us, but after the Second World War, the Shinto held a conclave that welded the two of us together to defend the home islands. We still attack each other, but it's not as bad as before the conclave. All I know about Suzaku's faction is that they are calling themselves the True Clans. Meanwhile, the old have taken the name the Pure Clans. We considered running to them, but the True would need all the manpower they could get for the war, and they would press Murayama into service. I hate that my and my sister's knowledge will be used on our fellow clansmen doing the right thing."

I will help them. Fuck the clans to their core. Fucking degenerates. I show my sin there. I will imagine using my boltgun on all of them. I tell him now.

"Run to them. This shit the clans do needs to end. Don't help them. My cousin risked her status multiple times to protect me and my other cousin. She truly means change, and I will not have Murayama ever pressed into service. I will do it. Because the fuckers have ruined my life. They destroyed my dad, and I want vengeance on them. Help my cousin end this cycle of abuse like you did with Murayama. They can't keep doing this."

Ohashi looked torn completely. His age showed here totally. Duty to the past and the children he would protect from them now. And the future where more children are free, and he could have everything he wanted along with the destruction of his past abuse. It was a decision that showed the torn man.

"I will consider my options. I'm sorry it's not yes."

He sounds so hurt he doesn't have the bravery to say yes. I understand the abuse is still strong here. I can't condemn him.

"Then, if you or your sister ever see a man with red armor and red eyes and strange weapons when the war kicks off, please run. I respect you immensely, Ohashi-sensei. I'm going to help my cousin. A favor for a favor."

Ohashi understands the meaning.

"A favor for a favor. I will run and tell my sister that. I need to finish up the paperwork and packing. Please take care of my niece."

The wards dropped, and Kuroka hid her features again. We exit the back room to see the dojo is still intact. Murayama is with Katase, Issari, and Kiryuu, who are all in a circle, giggling together. The perverts and the swordswomen are united, a weird thing, all things considered. The three of us new to the room put on our masks, and I smiled and smirk before saying to the group.

"Murayama-chan, Katase-san, would you both like to come to dinner with us? We are celebrating Issari-chan and Kiryuu-chan's admission into Kuoh Academy. My entrance exam is on Monday."

Both girls brightened there, but Murayama got sad.

"I can't. I promised Uncle Ohashi I would help him with moving things."

Katase looked sad, thinking that Murayama was moving. Apparently, she had learned that this week. Ohashi interrupted.

"You are good to go, Mura. Your mother and father are out tonight, and you are only young once. Go enjoy yourself with Katase-san and Gregor-kun."

Murayama grew increasingly happier hearing that. Especially the end for the wrong reason. She closed her eyes, and a squeal came. Prompting Katase to start squealing happily to have this to her mind last time with Murayama. Issari and Kiryuu were happy, too. Seemingly having bonded more with the swordswomen. Ohashi said to me in a small whisper.

"I will treasure this. Thank you for helping a bitter old man."

I tell him with the same whisper.

"I will do what I can. How will she know the plan?"

Ohashi let the four friends bond. Saying in his whisper.

"We had a tape made in the extremely unlikely hood this would work. Tell her the other side tonight. The tape will be with her stuff. If she resists, tell her I insisted and tell her the sword must stay sharp. She will know what that means."

I lead the six of us out into the night, and Kiryuu is happy there is no sun. We all bid goodbye to Ohashi. Probably for some the last time. He hugged his niece deeply and seemed to surprise her by the ferocity of it. He must not do that much. When he let go of her, he whispered something to her. Murayama blushed but nodded furiously before we set off.

The restaurant we chose was bustling, and we enjoyed the food. Kuroka had many fish dishes and got teased by Issari. Katase made hearts at me while also scowling at Kuroka, as did Murayama, but that was not as much. Kiryuu just enjoyed having expensive food for a change. I played my part well and Murayama tells me halfway through dinner.

"Thank you, Gregor-kun. I was worried that you had forgotten me this week. I didn't know we were moving until Wednesday. It was so abrupt and sudden that I was extremely worried I wouldn't see you again. My parents have been keeping me busy, so today technically was my last day with Katase."

Katase no longer hates me, thanks to tonight.

"When you get into the school, Gregor-kun, I want you as my co-captain. You're not nor were ever a pervert. I was so very wrong. I like these two people and will definitely try to be better. Please accept my true apology here."

I smile and bury the hatch here.

"I accept the apology. I still want the public one for my cousin. But since Issari-chan forgave you, I'm willing to waive my public one. As for joining, we will see. Rias Gremory is very insistent that I join her club, and with my cousin there, I might join her eventually, even though I'm skeptical. However, I'd be happy to duel with you."

Katase frowned upon hearing that, but she softly understood when I mentioned my cousin. She takes the middle ground.

"I wish you would join us. You'd be the first boy in our club. It would help send a new message to the school that we want to become equally represented. But I understand with your cousin being the Onee-sama of the school. She can count on me to help you and beat off the bad perverts. Issari-chan and Kiryuu-chan have told me of two who need a proper beatdown."

The three started giggling evilly while the nearby patrons' sweat dropped hearing this. Murayama sighed wishfully.

"I wish I was there to help you. I have everyone's phone numbers now, so it's not so bad. I will miss you, Katase, and Issari-chan. I have seen the person underneath and am happy I got to know you."

Issari tears up there before the waterfall tears flow out, floating a nearby plastic tree. Given it's a social dragon thing and Irina, I get it. I tell Issari.

"You're okay. I'll get us all ice cream. It's a send-off for our friend. Kuro needs to go home soon and get ready to study."

We were using Kuroka's cover as she was trying to get into veterinary school and was my roommate. Issari paid for dinner, and I promised to pay for ice cream. Kuroka ordered extra fish for herself and Shirone. Before she left to tell Maéva. Issari was very clingy with Murayama on the way there. Kiryuu just asked in a whisper.

"Why is Issari-chan like this?"

I answered while Katase and Murayama were with Issari, trying to cheer her up.

"She's what's called a social dragon. She has a desperate desire for many connections that come from dragon hoarding. This triggers her dragon self because her first best friend left like that, too. The dragon wasn't fed for a very long time. She will be happier when we get home. Murayama-chan is staying. I'll tell you the story tomorrow."

Kiryuu was surprised. But she accepted my explanation. She moved to Issari and tried to cheer up her friend. Murayama fell back with me. She looked at me with sadness as we continued towards the ice cream place.

She said softly to me.

"I wish I could stay. I have lived here my whole life, and leaving it behind will be hard. You will still text me, right? And call?"

I smile at the very rare happy Principle clan member here.

"I will, but it isn't necessary. Your uncle told me something, and I promise you will understand what I tell you tonight."

Murayama looked confused.

"What did he say to you?"

I looked around carefully while still walking. Katase was out of range, and I answered.

"The sword must stay sharp."

Murayama almost froze completely, but she continued walking by instinct in a slight daze. This must mean something big. We had arrived at the ice cream place, and Murayama was troubled by my words. Katase and Issari, along with Kiryuu and myself, tried to cheer her up with some success. As we left the story, Katase waved to us after checking the time.

"I'll get Murayama to her home. Thank you, Gregor-kun, for the night. I have to go soon because my dad is taking me on a small trip tomorrow."

Murayama spoke, still kind of in a daze, and answered Katase.

"Gregor-kun can walk me home, Katase. You know how your dad is if you're late."

Katase frowned before checking the time on her watch. The time freaked the pink-haired young woman out, and she ran off in a cloud of dust.

"Thank you, Murayama! I'll try to visit you tomorrow! Good night!"

She ran, and I immediately gave Kiryuu an order once the pink-haired young woman was gone.

"Kiryuu, move with me. Issari, come along and be happier. You will understand why. Murayama-chan, I need you to trust me now more than ever. I will explain everything to you."

Murayama heard the authority in my voice and was scared. Issari knew this voice because she said without hesitation.

"Yes Alpha. We are telling her?"

Murayama looked confused more than ever, and Kiryuu immediately took point. I gently touched Murayama on her arm.

"Murayama-chan, we need to move. If we take you home to your family, you will be in danger come Sunday, as will they. Please come with me. I promise you that you will understand when we get you to safety. I will not lie to you about anything going forward. Please trust me and your uncle."

Murayama grew scared hearing my serious voice. She prepared to back away from us. Issari backs me up, saying while putting a hand on Murayama.

"You will understand Murayama-chan. Is it them Gregor-kun?"

I sighed but nodded to Issari while I looked at Murayama with pleading eyes. She was so scared by our sudden change of atmosphere. Issari grew grim seeing the answer and was about to dragon growl, but I stared her down in warning because that would make this worse. I say once again to Murayama.

"The sword must stay sharp. Please, Murayama."

My saying her name again makes her look a bit better. She's still scared, but she puts her hand in mine and whispers.

"He only gives that to people he trusts. I'll follow."

I squeeze her hand in understanding.

"You will have truth, Murayama. I say this as your friend. You will be able to see Katase more. You will not get pulled out of Kuoh Academy. I can help you win your championships. Just trust me, and don't disbelieve."

Murayama was silent the rest of the journey next to me, and I told her that she would understand when we got to my home. She was slightly shaking, and I put my arm around her back to steady her. We stayed silent, and when we got to the house, Murayama was shocked I lived here. I pushed the intercom and told Maéva it was me. Asking if someone had said mechadendrite. Maéva immediately replied with Kuroka next to her, as her voice was heard, that yes, the person had arrived and brought the stuff. Murayama was weirded out completely. The gate opens, and as we enter the grounds on the way up to the house, she says in a small voice.

"You are acting like you're a secret agent."

I chuckled because, technically, Ohashi is one. The chuckle was genuine and helped break a tiny bit of tension. Issari openly says now.

"It's not that. You're just going to learn lots of things tonight, lots of good and lots of bad. We are your friends utterly despite everything."

Kiryuu smiled now as we passed the middle of the way there.

"I was like you two days ago, Murayama-chan. Gregor-kun is helping you. He has never stopped doing that for people. She has it?"

The stuff weirded out, Murayama. And the question. I answered.

"She does. I have a way to find out what it does. She can join the club with the four of us. I think we need a name and a mascot. I'd consider a cat, but that's taken already."

Kiryuu and Issari giggled, and Murayama was still weirded out. But I opened the door to the house, and in the hall was Kuroka, with her illusion still up, along with Maéva in her French maid uniform. No mechadendrites out. I shut the door and then turned to Murayama, who was looking at the house in awe at how opulent it was. I asked Maéva.

"Was there any trouble?"

The maid immediately said while she looked at Murayama in pity. But Maéva revealed a funny side here.

"No young master. Her luggage is here and in a room on your side. I'm so excited! More people to serve!"

Maéva was extremely happy that she got to be herself openly. Murayama was amazed that her luggage was there. I tell her now that we are behind the wards and safe.

"Murayama, allow me to introduce us all properly. I'm Gregor Astaroth. I'm a half-devil noble. In front of us in the maid uniform is my head of household servants, Maéva. To her left is my Queen in what is called a peerage Kuroka. To your left is my bishop, Akia Kiryuu. And this, to my right, is."

Issari happily shouted to a shocked Murayama, who was now looking at Kuroka and her newly revealed tails and ears and then at Issari.

"I'm Issari Hyoudou! The Red Dragon Empress of Mars! I'm going to be a harem queen! We will take care of you!"

You fucking pervert. I slapped Issari into the floor and she groans at the force of the impact. Murayama was looking at us like we were all mad. I mean, we technically are kind of. Maéva sweat dropped at Issari while Kuroka just belly laughed. Kiryuu shakes her head. Getting why she teased the other version more. Murayama kept watching Kuroka's ears and tails before whispering.

"Youkai."

I nodded while Kuroka just swung her tails around. Murayama looked at me, and she felt fear and curiosity. She moved to my front and looked me dead in the eyes before she asked me.

"You're all devils? Like the ones in the Bible?"

I take her hand gently and say while staring straight back at her.

"I'm a half devil. My mom was a human. Issari is a pure human. Everyone else is what is called a reincarnated devil. Murayama, we have no desire to do anything like take your soul. We don't do that anymore. We got you here because I am trying to protect you from people who want you dead for a thing you have no control over. I'll explain it and show you a world vastly different from what you know. I promised your uncle that you will be free to have your own path in life."

Murayama saw no lie in me. She wanted to know. She asked now.

"Why did my uncle trust you with that phrase? He made that with me when I was a young girl and said that the person who says it can be trusted completely. What caused him to give you that? You, I guess, a supernatural creature."

I close my eyes before I open them again and say to her.

"It's a sad story. But I will tell you it in private. I don't think he would want parts of it told to strangers. Issari, piss off and watch porn or something. Kiryuu, you can enjoy the rest of the night however you want. Kuroka you go sleep. Thank you, Maéva, for your work tonight. I'm sorry for interrupting your soaps."

Issari groaned from the floor.

"Fuck you too. I'm here for the night. Kiryuu-chan, do you want to build our own collections together?"

Kiryuu giggled, then lifted Issari off the floor. She pulled the other Chestnut up the stairs. Kuroka yawned before she followed after them. At the same time, Maéva beams happy for soaps. She said to me and Murayama.

"The young master is kind, Ms. Murayama. He is wonderful and will help you adjust to the new world you're entering. Is she becoming a member of your peerage, young master?"

Murayama was just confused and curious. I looked at Maéva, and I said to her.

"I don't know. She can decide when she has all the information. Until then, she will be a retainer of mine. Her room has a TV with a tape machine, yes?"

Maéva nodded immediately.

"Yes. The home is old enough to have those and the new CD players together. I can show you both to the room. Follow me."

She began walking towards the stairs, and Murayama and I followed behind her. Murayama asked me more questions.

"Tape? Peerage? Retainer?"

I explained as we climbed the stairs.

"Your family made a tape for you to watch explaining why you're here. A peerage is a group of reincarnated devils around a devil noble. It's the primary way devils grow their population. I am a noble Murayama, so I have the right to maintain retainers. An option for you along with the one to join the peerage and only if you want that. I promised your uncle that you would have a choice, and I prefer to ask my potential pieces if they want this. While it does come with many upsides, it also comes with just as many downsides. I want people to make informed decisions."

Murayama thinks about that as we continue up the stairs. Her face was long and fully frowning. When we reached the top of the stairs, we went left, and Maéva led us to a door that was six down from mine. Kuroka's room was next to mine as she was the Queen. Kiryuu's was on the left side of the left hall, while mine was on the right. Maéva opened the door, and inside the room was the same extravagant setup as the other rooms. With red colors everywhere. I am going to have mine replaced with silver. Maéva smiled broadly and explained.

"Young Miss, your clothes are in the closet, ready for you to put away in your desired places. The tape is on the TV. I ask that you leave the door open when not using the room so I may clean it. If you need anything, please let me or the young master know. We can easily get you what you want. Is there anything else you need, young master?"

I smile and shake my head in no. Telling my maid.

"Enjoy your soaps, Maéva. Tell me at some point which ones you watch, and I'll get them for you. Thank you, as always, for your work. You do, Geros, proud."

Maéva dances a happy jig, surprising Murayama because of the maid's professionalism. Said maid danced out of the room and wave goodbye before shutting the door.

We didn't say a word to each other for five minutes. Sitting on the bed Before Murayama asked something.

"How does my uncle know about devils?"

I sighed and sat on the bed. Murayama sat too, and I said to her.

"Your uncle and mother are regular humans. They belong to a group of families that are called the Five Principle Clans. They are like a kind of human defense group that protects Japan and its people who don't know about the supernatural world. When I say the supernatural world, I mean everything from myths and legends. Dragons, griffins, kitsunes, fairies, devils, angels and fallen angels. Everything up to gods exist Murayama. Many supernatural beings don't look highly on humans because of their stronger natures than us. However, humans have a very good person looking out for us. The God of the Bible, or as I call him Big G. Big G, made something that gives humans a chance against the supernatural world because he considered us his second children. Issari, Kiryuu, Maéva, and I have this gift called sacred gear. You also have this."

Murayama looked fascinated by everything described there. She was wide-eyed when she learned she had gear. I explained more.

"Gear is a thing that resides in your soul. It's vastly different per person, and it's also random who gets it. It's like a lottery. One that determines your life in many ways. Depending on what gear you get, you're either desired by certain factions of the supernatural world or despised for it. You, if you went with your family tomorrow, would be despised for it by the Five Principle Clans. Your Clan is the Doumon via your uncle and mom. I am also from a clan via my mom. Mine is the Himejima."

Murayama looked like that news was the last thing she wanted to hear before I continued.

"The Clans hate anything that is unnatural to them, like gear. The Clans are devoted Shinto worshippers, and because Big G made gear, they consider those who have it to be abominations. Even though we didn't actively choose to have it. The clans do horrible things to their members. Akeno lost her mom to them because she is also of the Clan. They tried to murder her. They murdered my aunt. They murdered my mom and tried to murder my dad and me. They have a kill or torture you on sight policy. If they learn that you have gear or have relationships with people or ideals, they consider abominations. When I was six, they tortured me. Branding me because I interrupted them doing that to Akeno. Your family is moving because your uncle and mother were recalled back to the Doumon to train the next generation of clansmen and women to fight supernatural beings. They can't refuse, or they die."

Murayama looked sick. Her face was bone white in horror, knowing that. She finished.

"They would kill me."

She is shaken up by this. I put an arm around her and rub her back.

"In a horrible way. My mom died in a car explosion that they planted to kill all three of us. My dad and I survived. Your uncle and mother love you and were backed into a corner. You're safe here because of the fact Kuoh is a devil-controlled territory. Your family was sent to spy on them by the clans. Your uncle wants you to be safe at all costs. They couldn't run because the clans have people watching the ports and the airports. The other side hates them because they protect regular humans. So, I was the only option that got you to safety. The clans can't attack me easily because my dad is one of four great devil kings. My dad is named Ajuka Beelzebub. I'm the Heir to House Astaroth, which is below the four Satans. You're very safe with me. You will be able to stay here and see Katase again. Be captain of the club. I swore a sacred oath to your uncle to protect you. I will do that for him and my friend."

Murayama was so scared knowing what I told her about them. But she looked at me, and she was now seeing me for the first time. The pain in the past. My future, and she whimpered softly, saying in a small voice.

"You're protecting me. But nothing is free. I learned that early. What would you want from me?"

I say to her.

"For you to be who you are without shame. Devils are not kind people. We think differently from humans. Many would use this as a way to force you into the peerage they have. I will never do that. You are my friend, and I might have one, but I am human first, devil second. I will let you live here on the condition that you finish school. That's all. Suppose you want to join my peerage. That is your choice, as it was for Kiryuu and Kuroka. The offer of sanctuary is here till I die, and that's not happening for a long time. I just ask that you don't tell Katase this. There is strict enforcement of the veil between the supernatural and the mundane. She can't know until something happens to allow her in. I know that will be hard, but that can't be changed."

Murayama looked at me with a genuine smile, knowing the condition of staying here. Curiosity at knowing she can choose to join. Horrified to learn devils force people into peerages like that. Sad she can't tell Katase. She curled into the crook of my neck, and she was depressed. I won't tell her the abuse clan members go through or The True Clans yet. Murayama finally said.

"I will stay silent on it. I can tell her I'm living with you, yes?"

I pat her back.

"Yes. Just let me or Maéva know beforehand when Katase comes over so we can hide things and lock certain rooms. Would you like to see my gear? I can make you something with it that should help you unlock yours. My gear is pretty cool. I can make things that are very weird, but they can do so much good."

Murayama brightened there and nodded her agreement.

"I would like to see it. What do Issari-chan and Kiryuu-chan have?"

I get off the bed and allow Koriel to hide before summoning the anvil. Murayama looked in amazement at the anvil. I answered while getting the scanner for gear activation that I was calling an SGAD in mind.

"Issari has what is called the boosted gear. It's a very good gear with the soul of a very powerful dragon in it. Kiryuu has what is called frozen spirit bird. I don't know what Maéva has because she is very private about it. My gear is called the Standard Template Constructor. Or STC. Mine makes things, I imagine. Observe."

I swing and make the device. The little thing is made, and I turn to Murayama, who watches in amazement. I then prepared to use it but looked for permission. Murayama nods with eagerness. I put the device to her side and activated it. The device pings, and then the gear appears. It's a white-hot thing I recognize. It's flame shake. But not the common version of it. Because that's plasma. Murayama easily controls the plasma, telling me she is well-entuned with her gear. She, however, couldn't keep it up long, and the plasma disappeared. I answered the question.

"Flame shake. But it is a subspecies of it. Did you ever have anything happen to you that involved plasma?"

Murayama looks tired from the gear, but she considers and then nods.

"I went to a science fair when I was a kid. I was fascinated by the description of plasma they gave. It stuck with me. Gear can evolve?"

That's cute. Nerdy Murayama.

"It can. Not often and in huge ways, but it can. Gear reacts to its user's desire. It usually manifests at times of extreme feelings and emotions. Mine activated after the crash, but my scanner can make it show up without that. That's how Issari got hers. Kiryuu got hers from an anger episode. It takes time to get gear properly working, so don't be discouraged by the strain."

Murayama was thinking of her gear and how it could possibly work. Her face, however, grew determined by something. She frowned and then asked.

"Your cousin is a clan member, yet she's also here and alive. So, is she also a devil and the redhead?"

I say while being honest.

"My cousin is a reincarnated devil. Her king is the redhead she was with. Rias is a pureblood devil and also a noble."

Murayama frowned.

"She acted like a noble when it was just Issari-chan and me. She offered me money to stop going after you. I said no because you are not a one-time crush like she thinks. She offered another thing, and I said no again. Then she offered me something, and while it's intriguing, I would not want it."

I tell her kindly.

"Rias is in a bad spot, Murayama-chan. She is betrothed to another noble who is incredibly cruel to his peerage. He has broken nearly all of them with his Queen helping him. He plans to do horrible things to Rias when they marry. She can't resist, or he will forcefully shove a thing called an evil piece into her and bind her to him that way. That will cut the connections to my cousin and three others that are Rias's pieces. Forcing them to mutate, then go mad."

Murayama looked horrified. Pity filled her face for Rias. She now understands a bit more. She put two and two together.

"You're trying to break it for all of them, like how you're doing this for me. Katase is right; you are like a noble samurai."

I'm not noble when I kill strays. I'm the furthest thing from noble when I do that. I tell Murayama while my face is hidden from her with it tilted downwards.

"The best way to break it is for me to replace the other noble as the groom. I am an Heir. The other option is a second son. My dad is a great king and best friends with Rias's brother who is Lucifer the most powerful of the Satans. Said brother and his wife are my starparents, which is godparents."

Murayama froze badly. She looked at me with despair and realized what that meant. I was out of her reach in her mind. She touched my hand in pure desperation, and she looked ready to cry. I told her the next part.

"I am required by law to have at minimum three wives. Devils have an incredibly bad fertility rate. They have gone through two massive wars. Kids are extremely rare and cherished things. Rias offered you a place in a harem with me, didn't she."

Murayama looked at me with hope now. I hate that. Her brown eyes were so bright now, and she nodded.

"She did. I wasn't going to say yes, and I don't want to now, but I understand now why. She was trying to help me in her own way while being stuck up. You don't like it, do you? Even though it's a normal man's dream."

I still don't like it. I never will. I say softly.

"From an emotional standing, I despise it. From a logical point of view, I understand why the law is a thing. Rias was hard encouraging me to reincarnate you in my peerage, so it's one less person for the problem. I said no because you might resent me later if I did that. Don't say yes, Murayama-chan. Think about it. You are a wonderful person who deserves a husband who loves you unconditionally. Don't say yes because I'm giving you asylum. Say yes if you truly want that. I will never force you to reincarnate. I asked my peerage. They said yes after being told everything. Get multiple viewpoints, and don't do something you might regret."

Murayama had been ready to say yes to reincarnation if it got her me. I can see the longing there. Her eyes grew hurt when I told her to consider it. She whispered in pure sadness.

"Am I not beautiful enough for you?"

I know that voice and tone. I take her hand.

"It's not that at all. Murayama, you're giving up many things if you reincarnate. You are beautiful, and I'm not shallow. I do like redheads. But my first girlfriend was a chestnut. I don't want you to do this, and if we don't work out, you regret doing it just for me. Please think about this. Your uncle hates devils. He almost killed me because he thought I was going to reincarnate you. Can you give that up?"

Murayama shakes her head. Her eyes are now sad, yet she understands that she did that almost.

"I can't. I can't give them up. Does he really hate Devils that much? Yet will trust you?"

"He does. Murayama devils are not kind. I will explain why."