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Started on 04/04/2024
Ended on 15/04/2024
Issei found himself, coming back into the world of the awake, with a comfortable weight on each shoulder.
When his eyes opened, the image of the two girls could not have been a bigger contrast.
Asia had not thought back on changing into her previous clothes and just slept naked. The complete example of purity and serenity lying on his left arm. Her long, blonde hair hung over her like a veil. At the right arm, Issei laid eyes on Raynare. The Fallen Angel had been wearing her mature form and her wings had been a protective shield for the two.
Issei could feel their breasts on his arms. The left had small, modest budding breasts while Raynare's set had been a lot heavier and more defined.
If he could, Issei would wipe his hand through his hair.
'Really done it now.'
Not that he had any regrets about having sex with Asia. He loved her and she loved him.
Then he felt a shift in the bodies. Sleepily, Asia rubbed her eyes and when she felt where she rested her weary head, there was a coy smile on her face.
"Oh, good morning, Issei." The Dragon smiled back at her and before long, there was a long kiss on his lips as he smiled at her.
"Morning, Asia." Then Issei shifted down to his own body. It appeared he neglected to dress himself but found that it was far from an issue. His body had been utterly satisfied and the boner that would have popped stayed down.
"I don't know about you, Dragon but I slept very well."
There was a pull and the forehead kiss made her smile. The habits they had as children, wouldn't die for the rest of their lives.
"That's good to know. How do you feel?"
Looking down, Asia felt muscles aching and there was little doubt of discomfort down there. But there was the innate sense of happiness, the sense of fulfillment, and a complete and utter satisfaction.
"Oh, just fine. You know, how is a girl supposed to feel when someone inserted a meat pipe up their most precious spot?"
"I'd advise you to keep your sass down for a bit. You got the gentlest that I have ever known, Issei, and that soreness will fade. Before long, you'll get cravings." The third voice cut through the bedroom and the two turned their attention to Raynare who also rose from her slumber.
"Glad to have someone who thinks that highly of me. Good morning, Ray." The Fallen Angel greeted her master with a loving kiss which made her grin as she knew that she could make Asia all so jealous.
The [Bishop] pouted when she witnessed the show of affection but didn't object.
When the raven-haired beauty let her master go, she laid on top of him and there was another kiss on his forehead.
"Good morning, Issei. Asia." Issei laid his head back on the pillows and didn't let his hands wander. It was good like this.
"Good morning, Raynare." The Fallen Angel smirked at the adorable pout.
"Oh, is Asia jealous? Would you like a kiss from me?" That did the trick of making Asia blush and bring back the Nun they wanted to see.
"No, I don't!" She pouted which made Issei and Raynare giggle a bit until their sharp noses told them there was breakfast being prepared.
A soft knock just followed that up and the soft voice of Koneko Toujou spoke;
]"Chief, Buchou sent me up to fetch you and other residents." There was palpable regret in letting Issei go but they knew well enough that it was for the best.
Issei walked over and grabbed a pair of trousers on the floor. He could grab a pair of boxers later when he got dressed.
Issei just walked over to the door and opened it up. Treating the first year [Rook] to his body was enough to make her blush, although she had often seen him naked.
When he opened the door, he was greeted by Koneko who had an appreciation for the show that he put on.
"Morning, Koneko-chan."
"Hey, Chief." The cat didn't look further and just looked up at him. Motioning to the Dragon, Issei knelt so their eyes were on the same level.
"Can I ask why you are here?"
The petite girl smirked on that question.
"Buchou and Akeno-san didn't find Asia-san in her bedroom. While they were ready to blow up your house, starting with your room, Yuuto and Kalawarner-san managed to halt them. I believe it was best to pick you up."
Issei breathed out a sigh of relief to hear that.
"Koneko-chan, remind me to thank Kalawarner and Yuuto later. You as well, I can kiss you right now."
His suave demeanor was only outdone by his sheer honesty which made women appreciate him.
Koneko began to blush but she booped him on the nose.
"I can use another thank you, chief. I am not up for that, just yet."
Koneko couldn't stop a hand on top of her forehead and there was a set of lips on it.
"I think that is fine for now. I'll be done in two minutes." Koneko couldn't keep the blush from her face but didn't have it in her to beat Issei.
"I'll tell them." Closing the door, he found that despite his gentle ways, Asia had some throbbing on her legs and found that her waist wasn't exactly in an operational state.
Raynare, considerate and practical, had lifted her up in a bridal style.
"I can't believe how you did this." The [Bishop] sent accusatory glances to Issei who just sighed.
"I'll get Asia to her room so she can get patched up and we get dressed. Do you mind preventing Rias and Akeno from blowing a gasket?"
If Issei could, he would love Raynare more than he already did.
"Do remind me to thank you as well, Raynare. I'll see you downstairs."
Before he could get them out the door, Raynare had used her right arm to grab Issei by his hair.
There was a growl in Issei's mouth as he felt his hair being pulled in.
There was another kiss that followed up and Asia tried her best to keep the two extremely sexy creatures from making out.
And crushing her in the process, which was also important.
"I'll keep you on that, Issei. But now, hurry before Rias and Akeno destroy our house. Oh and don't let them castrate you."
Issei vowed that he would commit seppuku if they even entertained that idea.
Raynare and Asia ran out of the room, and onto their own.
"This is going to be a mess, right?" Asia asked while Raynare looked down on her with a wry smile.
"Oh, believe me, Asia-chan. Now, we are going to find out how tough our Dragon really is." Kicking the door open, Asia's room hadn't been filled out yet with clothes.
Raynare had an idea to change that soon. Placing the Former Nun on her bed, there was a few seconds of lingering but then the Fallen Angel went to gather the clothes.
Asia didn't mind seeing that naked chest jiggle around.
Quickly, grabbing a simple green T-shirt, Raynare pondered that a dress would allow the most movement.
"Can you heal yourself up? I promise not to look." She called up to Asia who had already started to work on that.
She would leave just the right amount of pain in to remind herself that she had been taken.
"Do you think that Rias-Buchou and Akeno-san are mad at me?" Raynare gathered the dress, shirt, and white panties. To compensate for the height, she knelt in front of Asia.
It was like a Knight in front of his Fair Maiden but there was a serenity between the two women.
"Most likely yes. But here is the thing, Asia-chan. You have me, Issei, and Kala in your corner. It wasn't their choice when or if you bedded Issei. That was yours. If they are mad because you stole a march ahead of them, they only got themselves to blame."
Raynare reminded herself of something else.
"Besides you are far more mature than they are. If they figure out that we have done more with Issei."
Asia shrugged at that comment.
"I know that and I don't care. It's your choice as well. Oh, Raynare, could you get me a bra? I will need one as well."
When Raynare opened the drawer, there had to be a shopping trip for all the girls in this house. Asia couldn't be wearing this sort of panties. The stuff they got last night was one thing but Asia would need more daring clothes
"Here you go. Can you dress yourself?" Asia nodded and slipped the panties on. The dress would follow easily enough.
"I can do that. I'll wait in your room. But first." Asia waved Raynare over and when the Fallen Angel knelt in front of her, there was a warm, tight hug.
It surprised Raynare as she didn't expect that cute, little Asia to have such strength behind those arms. It didn't take long before the hug was returned.
"Thank you for the courage, last night," Asia whispered in her ear.
"Anytime, Asia-chan, anytime."
They continued that hug, and neither could think of a good reason to break that hug for the next five minutes.
Scene skip
Issei had always lived on the principle, "Hope for the best, prepare for the worst." It had gotten him through many bad situations.
There was a relief in his body as he found Rias and Akeno stewing in a chair while Kalawarner was cooking as Yuuto was setting the table.
Koneko had already got a first helping of eggs and bacon. She winked at Issei as the Dragon nodded back at her. Mittelt sat next to her. If something happened, she would use the [Rook] as a shield.
"Good morning, all."
The two Great Ladies glared at him and would make lesser men beg for forgiveness while they would receive none.
The [Knight] looked up to Issei and gave him a charming smile.
"Good morning, Issei. Had a pleasant night?"
There was fury brewing which made Issei grin.
"You want to get blasted, Kiba? I'd say that you watch your words." The tone hinted that Issei didn't mind the question but he knew that Rias was furious with him and the smallest thing could set her off.
"Noted, Issei-kun."
There followed a polite cough from Koneko which gave Issei the memo he needed.
"Oh, right. Koneko told me that you and Kala prevented my house from getting demolished. I owe you both a favor. Let me know how to repay it."
The blue-haired teacher had her answer ready but she had learned to be wise enough when to speak.
Right now, Rias and Akeno were furious enough already and Kalawarner would let Issei handle the heiress and her [Queen].
It didn't take long before Raynare and Asia had made their way inside the dining room. The eyes of her senior Devils signaled out at Asia who kept a smile up that was just a bit too innocent, even for her.
"Good morning to you all." Raynare chirped and found that the Thundering Glare from the two Devils was enough to make herself scarce and walked over to Kalawarner. Kiba was already thinking of getting out of the danger zone while Koneko and Mittelt were ready to flip the table.
It came down to sweet, little Asia who sighed and walked over to the two Great Ladies. She didn't back down from the incredible danger but waited until Issei stood next to her.
"May I ask why you two are so angry? I believe that Issei's rules were clear."
Rias developed a tick beneath her eye and only the best of manners prevented Akeno from speaking out of turn.
"Oh, we are not mad because of that. Why, we would have assumed that the Fallen Angels would have made their choice." Looking back at Akeno, there was the most subtle of nods. So Rias continued.
"But what myself and Akeno are so furious about, is the fact that our Peerage would wait until I was ready and then Akeno have Issei. Instead, we find ourselves outmatched by a junior Devil."
Asia tilted her head which would have made her look adorable if it wasn't for the fearless glare back at her [King].
"If you are furious with me, because of bad etiquette, it would have fallen on you to inform me. If you would assume that I would wait until you were ready, I hate to inform you but very crudely put, you would be shit out of luck."
Issei whistled when he heard Asia cuss. Issei had shared many tales around and foul language was just a matter of the game.
It wasn't a matter of learning cuss words, it was a matter of when to use them. Asia hadn't even cussed when she was taken last night.
If a woman like Asia cussed, it made the statement all the more powerful.
Rias had raised her hand up and veered from her seat but found that Issei had moved in place.
A woman like Rias had not spent her time fighting but found that Issei's strength could not be underestimated.
"Rias, if you are angry with Asia, that is your right to be. Just as it was hers to ask what she wanted from me. It was her choice to make, not yours."
Then she witnessed the way he looked at her. A stern, flat look which made her sit down and Issei let go of her arm.
"I will not condone violence in the wrong place. Especially not at the breakfast table." Rias took a deep breath, calming her anger while Akeno remained as furious as before at their junior who didn't back down.
"You can stew all you want in your anger all you want. Rias, let me ask you something. How long will it take before you willingly give yourself to Issei? How long before you will lay in his arms?"
Rias crossed her arms underneath her sizable bust, pushing them up while the others in the room just relaxed.
They would be able to enjoy the breakfast and they wouldn't be caught in the danger zone.
Koneko gratefully took a plate from Kalawarner while Raynare slid down next to Kiba. Both made themselves ready to run in case they would need to but it was more enjoying the show.
"I have no idea but it won't be next week," Rias answered the question, earnestly. Asia's attention shifted to Akeno and she waited until the Yamato answered the question.
"I have no idea either." Akeno would have added a flirtatious undertone if she wasn't so angry.
"I can't say when you will but I do know you are not going to wait eight years before he makes you see stars. That is how long I had to wait."
The two Great Ladies found their eyebrows raised and a newfound admiration replaced the fury. Eight years. Patience had been something they learned to master but this was another sort of patience.
"Eight years?" Rias asked in quiet disbelief while Akeno's face spoke the words she wasn't saying.
The others in the room had mild interest like Koneko and Mittelt while others like Raynare and Kiba found some sort of hilarity.
"Okay, maybe a bit shorter as I didn't start thinking of him like that when I was seven. But I can tell you that Issei had been on my mind for at least four years."
Patting the blonde on the head, Issei smiled back at the others.
"Asia and I have known each other for that long. I was eight when I got taken in by the Church."
The [Bishop] pecked him on the cheek and then turned her attention towards her seniors.
"I know that you are not happy with me. But does that change how I was supposed to handle it? Just wait until you are ready. I wasn't up for that."
Rias and Akeno relented and then their anger washed away like water that flowed to the sea.
"I suppose that you are correct." The heiress looked over at Raynare who had gotten her plate empty and the lady got up from her seat.
If Asia, sweet, cute Asia, could be fearless to stare down in Rias Gremory's face and come out on the other side unscathed. Raynare had prided herself on being a Fallen Angel.
It was time that she would let her pride shine.
"You were in his room as well, last night. Why did she come to you?"
Raynare had changed into her schoolgirl, which would be more appropriate for a stare-down with Rias.
"She imagined that I would be a bit more help on that. We all do well on not underestimating our cute Asia."
Putting a hand on her shapely hip, Rias' face finally got a touch more humor in it as she eyed the raven-haired Fallen Angel. It was nearly creepy how much she and Akeno were similar to one another.
"I suppose that we can find something that will make us forgive you." The twinkling in the eyes of Rias made all of them relax.
"Great. Now, we are all on the same page and we don't intend to kill one another, I propose that we just enjoy our weekend."
Issei's hopes of just relaxing and having a quiet day died a fiery death from Rias' regretful sigh.
"I would love to have that as well, Issei but Sona rang me an hour ago. We owe her for the help we got during our training, Rating Game, and the after-party. I fear that our debt will be quite severe."
Issei's instincts told him that he would find enjoyment in the school.
Albion spoke to him but just to him.
[Careful, you don't let them run over you. But for now, let's see where this goes.]
Scene skip
"Ah, Rias. Thank you for bringing Issei along." Sona Shitori had been seated behind her desk and Issei found that the Student Council Room had a remarkable familiarity with the Occult Research Club.
The older members from Rias had already begun to talk with the Devils from Sona. It appeared they had been friends for quite some time.
"I had a feeling that you wanted to see me as well. Rias informed me what you asked about." Issei replied to her as he kept his eyes up at her.
Putting down a stack of papers, Sona adjusted her glasses and smiled at the two.
"I think I have been more than graceful, allowing you to settle in the house. But I do collect what is due."
Issei tried to keep the smirk from his face. That line was so damn corny.
Sona's attention shifted to Issei.
"Am I correct in assuming that you have taken your Fallen Angels along?"
Issei blinked for a bit but found that he could speak up for them.
"I think they are best when I am around. What would you require from them?"
Shifting back in her chair, Sona kept a small smile on her face while she composed herself. She had seen what this man could do and making him angry was not on her list.
"I have two assignments. I'd like Rias and her Peerage to help me out with the administrative duties of the Student Council. I have seven Evil Pieces. One is going to be under your wing. Sarakawa." The sandy-haired girl jumped up, her hips swayed as her eyes landed on Issei.
Issei could form the idea in his head what Sona would ask him to do. Well, this idea could be highly enjoyable.
"Am I correct in assuming you'd like me to help out your [Pawn] with her [Sacred Gear]?"
The Shitori heiress began to find that there was more to Issei than met the eye.
"I can appreciate people who pick up fast. As for the rest of you." The Devils of Rias and the Fallen Angels snapped to Sona. Her tone left little room for argument.
"I will assign my remaining servants. All of you can make yourselves useful. That includes you three." There was an audible groan from the Fallen but Issei wasn't having any of that.
"You won't listen to her but you are going to listen to me. Do what she says."
But there was an underlying tension. Rias Peerage has grown used and there had been a bond with the Fallen Angels.
The same couldn't be said about the Devils in Sona's Peerage who had started off fresh with them.
"I expect you all to behave. That goes for everyone." Sona felt an eye twitch as Issei ordered her Devils but there was a bigger underlying factor that made her realize that it was for the best they did what they were told.
Issei turned back to Sona and his look made her pipe down for a bit.
"They can behave. I expect the same from yours." Before he received an answer, he turned to Sarakawa.
"If I have to train you, then it is best we do that outside. Meet me in the forest at the back of the Occult Research Club. Wear something that you can move freely in. I'll see you there."
The sandy-haired Dragon began to mentally prepare for the inevitable disappointment that Issei would feel.
"Don't keep him waiting, Sarakawa. I believe that Hyoudou is far from the patient type." The Prison Dragon nodded to her command.
"I'll leave my clothes here." Sona had told her that they could change in the clubroom but they couldn't forget that there was a male present.
Good manners dictated Kiba looking away while Rias, Raynare, Kalawarner, and Akeno raised an eyebrow.
"Interesting choice of clothing," Rias commented as Sarakawa sighed back when she showed what she wore underneath her shirt.
"Old habits die hard and let me tell you, with my size, it's more comfortable than a bra." A look at Rias' upper assets gave the [Pawn] an impish grin.
"But in your case, I wouldn't be sure about it."
Rias looked over at Sona who had put her head down.
'Where did I go wrong?'
Scene skip
Issei was walking through the school with his hands in his pockets while Albion spoke in him. The Vanishing Dragon had seen it before.
[So what do you think, Issei?]
[What do I think of what, Albion?]
Dragons didn't scoff. It was beneath them.
[The weather outside, fool. I was talking about what I noticed inside that room.]
Issei couldn't believe that his partner would think of that.
[I got seven already to handle and three I am in bed with. Isn't that enough?]
Albion sighed when he thought back on it.
[You're just not listening, are you? I told you before. With your strength, you'd be attracting thirty before you turn thirty. Do yourself a favor and start claiming more.]
Issei had never thought that he would have someone who could complain about this particular problem.
[Might I remind you that I have Sirzechs Lucifer and Grayfia Lucifuge after me? That is one problem. Then I have the whole issue with what happened last night. I don't know why but I have Rias and Akeno, already thinking they are in charge]
Issei shot back which made Albion bark back at him.
[Then you lay down the law and make it damn clear they are not the boss of you. They are not the ones who can decide who lay with.]
[And how did that end for the majority of your hosts? I intend to stick around for a while. Besides, we did make rules and neither side can break them. I am going to keep my promise to them.]
Issei got quiet for a bit and looked outside. It was perfect weather for training.
[I am not retarded nor blind. I know what I picked up. But we'll give it time. For now, I am focusing on one.]
Issei shot back at Albion who couldn't hold back the groan.
[For the love of. Really, the one that has another Dragon? Issei, do you even consider the consequences of what would happen?]
Issei couldn't hide the smirk, washing over his face as he went down the stairs.
[Yeah, Sarakawa is a girl. She is also a Dragon. And it's like this. Usually, your hosts are born as all male or all female. If I can make her fall for me, I have a shot at doing the same. You heard the rumors, right? About Ddraig's host?]
If Albion wasn't already stark white, his face would have completely drained from the color. Not that Issei cared.
[You don't seriously intend?]
[From what I heard, she is female. Let's see how that cookie crumbles. Besides, I haven't said I will carry that out, right?]
[Fighting is our greatest pleasure and our destiny. Or have you forgotten that?]
[It's no use of talking about it.] Issei shot back as he exited the New School and made his way to the woods.
It didn't take long before he got there. He took off his shirt and vest, wearing nothing but his upper trousers. They would get dirty either way so it was easier to wash. Besides, it toughened up a guy to fight half-naked, no matter the season.
Then again, when he did his training in Rome, there was an advantage of daily training outside. Slowly, his body got used to colder and hotter weather conditions.
It was less cruel than throwing someone in the snow, no matter what their ages were.
There was a smirk forming on his face.
Issei was many things and one of them was a protector of kids.
Nuns and other orphanage workers learned the hard way that when they messed with the children under their care, they would end up in an unfortunate accident.
Or he would pick less subtle methods.
One time, there was one nun who had been beating kids to the point a child had hung herself. Issei had just turned fourteen and paid the place a visit. He dragged her into the chapel and in front of every worker and child in that orphanage, he laid down a beating in which bloodlust and savagery replaced sadism and cruelty.
Covered in blood, snot, and spit, he walked up to the principal. He remembered the words well.
'If I ever find out about one case of abuse in this facility, you're going to wish that I do that to you.' That was right after Issei crushed his nuts to a fine paste. There was no need why a man of God would need his testicles.
Then he walked up to the little brother of the girl who hung herself.
'You call me, right? And if they do something to you, know that I'll be back.'
He never had a problem afterward. Even back then, he was a wild case that very few could handle.
"Sorry to keep you waiting, Hyoudou." His musing from righteous bloodshed and fury was broken by the voice of Sarakawa Genshirou.
Issei turned to the source of her voice and found that she was wearing something he would label as an unexpected but not at all unwelcome surprise.
"May I ask why you are wearing a Sarashi?"
Sona Shitori's [Pawn] had donned her skirt and was wearing a couple of gym shorts, which cupped that delightfully shaped ass. But the upper part was much more interesting. Her upper body was wrapped in that equally delightful chest of hers. It allowed her midriff to be free and it showed on her body.
"Before Sona-Kaichou reincarnated me, I had a few other hobbies." Issei wouldn't mind that image.
"I see." Issei walked up in front of her. He couldn't imagine her blushing face to be so cute but there was a fire in her eyes.
"I am not going to ask about that. Let's go over what I know. You are Vritra's host. But how far have you developed your powers?"
Sarakawa scratched her cheek while an embarrassed smile came over her.
"Not much else. I am currently stuck on it. Sona-Kaichou said that I can wake him with harsh training."
The Vanishing Dragon felt his mind going over his time at the Vatican.
"Yeah, no. That is indeed an option. That can take weeks or even months. The other one is a highly traumatic experience which would unlock your power."
The sand-haired gulped on that and tilted her head. "I would appreciate no trauma, please."
"And harsh training is not fun either. Luckily, there is a third option. Pump enough energy in your system and you should awaken Vritra. I can tell you though. It's going to be a trip."
With that look in her eyes, Issei now understood why his teachers liked it when he looked at them with a fire.
"Well, if that is beating out getting the turd beaten of me, I take it." The puzzled look made him a bit more adorable in Sarakawa's humble opinion.
"I saw what you did to Riser. You fucked him up well. Protective streak, much?"
Issei just stood in front of her and smirked back at her.
"I imagine that is much the same with you. Dragons are known to protect those they care about. Family, friends, lovers. Fuck with them, at your own peril."
Sarakawa found that was great enough for answers. And he wasn't wrong. Much like Issei, she was a protective sort.
"Yeah, I can relate. Now, about this. How are we going to do this?"
The Vanishing Dragon stood before the Prison Dragon and there was a funny look in his eyes. And not the usual funny, haha.
"What actually happens when you awaken your [Sacred Gear] is an overload of energy. It's what I am going to do to you. Here's the warning though. It can be unpleasant but it won't hurt. Let's see how you can handle it."
Sarakawa showed her hands to Issei and there was a smirk on her face.
"Whatever you say, tough guy. Hit it."
Activating his gauntlet, Issei grabbed the hands and he smirked as the gasp came through.
Then he let his power through and let the Prison Dragon feel the surge. He was focusing his own raw energy on that body.
Sarakawa found that Issei didn't lie. This was indeed rough. She had thought that Sona had been hard on her delectable ass to train her.
Now, she understood. At her former level, she wouldn't be able to handle all that power.
"Just stay conscious. I'll let you collapse when Vritra is awake but you need to stay on your feet."
There was even more power pumped into her and then finally, Sarakawa heard a voice in her head.
[Ah, finally, I can talk to you, partner.] Then the voice halted and the Prison Dragon spoke to Albion.
[Good to meet you again, Albion.]
The Vanishing Dragon greeted Vritra with something that Issei would describe as two old friends meeting each other again.
[Likewise, old friend. How long has it been?]
Issei was relieved that he had Albion to help him out. Then the predictable happened and Sarakawa collapsed.
As Issei had promised her before her body could meet the hard floor, he had gotten to her body and his arms encircled around her torso.
"Yeah, I can't fault you. That is rough."
At that point, Issei scooped the body of Sarakawa up and gently got the legs from underneath. Then he got up and walked over to the trees.
Putting her head down on his lap, Issei just waited.
"Can't do much else until you wake up. Sweet dreams." Her face was adorable, to say the least, while Issei just sat back and looked at the school.
Moments like these were the ones that you had to appreciate the most.
[And you got another one added to your list. Despite my warnings.]
[Would it harm you to shut the fuck up about my sex life?]
Scene skip
Tsubaki Shinra had been dreading that her master would assign certain pieces to their counterparts.
That meant she would be stuck on looking after Akeno Himejima. That alone would already be a complete nightmare but with the addition of that new Fallen Angel, Raynare, it was already proving much for the stoic [Queen]
She had never imagined that the two would get along so well. And so fast.
The two ravenettes were giggling while they were doing their tasks. She didn't know what Raynare was telling Akeno but it appeared that it greatly impressed and interested the Gremory [Queen].
"So you are saying that he'll like it?" Akeno's question came in a hushed tone.
"He'll like it? Girl, when you are wearing that, you'll be driving him mad. Fuck, I'd love to see you in that outfit." Raynare shot back as she took care of another batch of papers.
With a quick sideways glance, Tsubaki checked them over. Then her eyes blinked twice as she watched those papers.
"They are perfect." Raynare crossed her arms and pushed those breasts up. Even in her schoolgirl outfit, her chest size was still very defined.
"What do you think? That I'd make a mess?"
Tsubaki's eyes narrowed as she watched over the Fallen Angel.
"I was expecting you to make mistakes. Or not to take this seriously." Raynare's jovial smile fell from her face as she felt insulted by the insinuations.
Issei asked me to take this seriously. Whatever he asks of me, I shall carry out to the best of my knowledge and abilities."
Then Raynare felt a hand wrapped around her shoulder and there was a friendly sideways hug from Akeno. Raynare didn't protest and just let Akeno give her the hug.
"Tsubaki, I would take it easy on her. We ought to have some fun in this boring work."
The heterochronic [Queen] just took a look over at her colleague.
"And what were you talking about? I believe it was a great deal of fun."
Raynare looked back at Akeno and smirked. Tsubaki was the next person on a long list who believed that the younger sister of Akeno was standing next to the [Queen]
"Oh, I would love to tell you but I don't think you can handle it." Raynare looked over at Akeno and asked that question.
"I think you'd be correct."
Tsubaki was not going to ask. The subject could only be vulgar and about that Dragon Boy. What did they see in him?
Then again, she had to admit. There were worse-looking men out there and he mixed the right parts of rugged handsomeness and boyish cuteness.
Scene skip
Patrolling the hallways was often something that was often during the school days. Although, Sona had often let the Devils out of patrol. There were clubrooms open on Saturday. It never hurt to have that.
Tsubasa found little reason to complain about the fact that she could hang out instead of doing boring paperwork.
It was always fun to have a buddy around. Tsubasa appreciated if she had her friends around. She had learned from a young age that it was easier to make friends with your fellow Peerage Members.
That being said, with Sona and Rias being childhood friends as well, it was without saying that the Peerage would also get along.
Koneko and Tsubasa were fine with each other, hanging out. Neither said much as they walked through the school while they saw some students passing by.
With a greeting, they just continued to walk around. The weather had gotten much nicer recently.
Usually, though, both could keep quiet during their bouts. A shared look spoke enough for the two.
Usually.
Tsubasa had been burning with curiosity about the last news. How, she would never really understand but for some reason or another, Issei Hyoudou had managed to woo those unreachable girls.
Koneko hadn't missed the obvious glances from the taller girl and while she could usually ignore those, after getting used to them, now, she was getting irritated from Tsubasa.
"What?"
Koneko's patience reached its breaking point when Tsubasa couldn't keep her eyes off her.
"What?" The blue-haired [Rook] shrugged back at her while she kept her eyes on Koneko.
"You are usually more distant, Yura-senpai. Is something bothering you?"
The second year grinned when she got that question.
"Oh, you could say that. I have been just curious. How are things in that house? We heard you moved in Hyoudou's place."
Koneko's gaze turned annoyed to the point of a glare.
"And before you ask, we witnessed the fight between him and Riser. Brutal, doesn't even close to it."
There was an audible sigh.
"Sona-Kaichou might act like she doesn't care and for now, she doesn't but there are quite a few of the Peerage who developed a healthy interest in Hyoudou Issei. Strong, fighter, and clearly, he managed to charm your parents."
The parents were Rias' parents but as Issei had said before, they were also Koneko's, Kiba's, and Akeno's.
"Word never stays quiet." The lamentation of Koneko made Tsubasa grin more.
"Not all of us are so interested in silence, Koneko-chan. But that doesn't change the fact that I am not the only one of my Peerage who is curious about Hyoudou."
That was unwelcome news to hear. Koneko had been shy about her body, especially when she considered that her chest size was incredibly small compared to the melons that Rias and Akeno had.
That being said, she knew that she could charm Issei and that he wouldn't mind the fact that she was the smaller size. Besides, she still had some growing to do.
But Rias and Akeno were one thing. The other girls from Sona, were even further along than her, even Ruruko, in terms of developing bodies.
She really couldn't use the competition.
But curiosity got the better of her and it was only fair for the ones who were actually in a relationship with Issei to know, who was fancying him.
"Who else?" The voice was nearly inaudible.
"Hm." Tsubasa's head turned back to the white-haired [Rook].
"Who else? You said you are not the only one interested in Issei-senpai?"
Tsubasa couldn't get the smile from her face.
"Why? Scared that we'd steal him away?" The teasing was met with a harsher glare.
"Says the one who isn't in bed with him. We made rules." Then gears started to run in Koneko's head as she began to think. There was something she would win out of this.
"Look, I have a proposition. You tell me who is interested in him, I'll put in a good word in at Chief. He'll be sure to pay attention."
Making the inevitable come closer, sure, Tsubasa saw no problem in spilling those beans.
"Okay, if you think about me, you are right. Sarakawa has been nearly obsessed with him but that might be because of Dragon stuff. Sona-Kaichou and Tsubaki-senpai, well, they are furthest away from him. Sona-Kaichou especially but that won't take too long. Momo-senpai and Reya-senpai think he's cute but so far, not further than that. Tomoe is hoping that he can teach her how to fight while Ruruko is hoping that he'd get along well with Sarakawa. Now, you promise that you'll help me out."
Koneko felt her head tolling.
Just great. With one stupid match, he made nearly six girls swoon.
Then again, it would take a while. The little [Rook] would be sure to learn from Asia. She wouldn't be left behind.
And it would do her well to inform Issei and Rias about this. They would certainly find this news interesting.
"I'll keep that in mind. Let's continue our patrol."
Those sorts of ideas were dangerous but well, they had bonds forged through the heat of battle.
Scene skip
Kalawarner had never imagined that taking care of paperwork could be so relaxing. While it was boring and predictable, at least, it beat out scrounging for the next job and scrapping by just so they could eat that evening.
If that was something she had to do, so that Issei could repay the debt toward Sona Sitri, it was a price that Kalawarner didn't mind paying.
The three Fallen Angels had been assigned to work with the highest pieces of Sona's Peerage. Raynare was working with Akeno and from their section, it was a lot of fun.
Kalawarner had a soft smile to see Raynare, giddy as hell, around Akeno. None had missed the animosity that the Gremory [Queen] had towards Fallen Angels and yet, the laughing made Kalawarner giddy.
"Is something the matter?"
Kala's eyes landed on Momo Hanakai. Her assigned partner and one of Sona's [Bishops]. If one was just to look at them, that person could be mistaken as Kalawarner fit in right for a twenty-something while Momo had turned seventeen, two months before.
"Not really. Just. Peace like this isn't exactly easy to come by for us." Momo had an uncomfortable pit in her stomach. She knew that those at the low end of the totem pole would have difficult lives.
Despite their Races, being hostile against each other, Sirzechs and by extension the other Maou, had always preached to be open of mind.
"I won't ask."
The soft smile of Kalawarner was one of gratitude. She wouldn't be eager to share. Not even Issei had asked.
It was not that Issei cared but her past wasn't what interested him. The only thing he asked was her loyalty to him.
"I wouldn't tell you." Then sharp eyes scanned over the body language that the [Bishop] had.
"I have the feeling you were wondering about a question. Which has little to do with school work."
Momo began to blush as she hadn't thought about the implications.
"Oh, come on! You have got to be kidding that I have to do it again!" It appeared that not all were so well versed in working on papers.
Reya Kusaka was a strict and harsh teacher and it appeared that Mittelt had a steep learning curve of taking care of papers.
"They are wrong so do them again!"
Like a little kid, she stomped off and before her attention could turn to others, the other pair had found her intention.
Kalawarner had been out of her seat and Momo opened the door and before Mittelt could say something, they slipped out, not willing to deal with that mess. They would be the ones who would have to clean up and that wasn't written in their dictionary.
"Thank you for that."
Momo's smile had been wry if a lady could wryly smile.
"No worries. Reya can be stubborn but your friend appears to have to deal with that. Why isn't she up for it? You took it like a fish to water." Kalawarner grinned as they turned around on the school. It was good to stretch your legs for a bit.
The Fallen Angel had been wearing modest clothes but there was a limit to what modesty did with a woman like Kalawarner.
"I have done it before. Although, in much more repressive places, compared to that room." That was a given. Despite what Momo and the others did, they were all grateful for Sona.
"So you didn't have to do paperwork around Issei? From what Kaichou told us, he took you and the others in as servants." Leaning against the windows, Kalawarner kept her gaze up. Brown eyes were wondering what happened but then again, secrets like this were rarely kept hidden.
"Your assumption is correct. Issei Hyoudou took us in as servants in return for our lives. I would say that is a good trade."
Momo raised an eyebrow on that revelation. She had seen the fight of Issei and the stories. Then again, he did look cute. Plus, he was a strong fighter. And he was protective.
Okay, maybe, this Fallen Angel was onto something.
"I see. Do you have to, you know?" There was a smirk, coming on the face of Kalawarner. Well, Issei did say that they had to behave but he didn't specify in what way.
"How would you put it? Nightly duties." That blush was making it even better. This was too good.
Despite her appearance of a proper lady, the tips of her ears were bright red and her breath had grown shallow.
"Oh, my. Are you interested in that? Naughty. What would I tell your master?"
In cases like these, you either doubled down or stood your ground. Despite her shyness, Momo Hanakai wouldn't let Kalawarner walk all over her.
"My master has to believe your word versus my own. Who do you think she would believe? And what about yours? Or does Issei Hyoudou not wonder who fancies him?"
Kalawarner shrugged, making those breasts roll as she began to think.
"Issei-sama would have a tough time, believing me. Then again, Albion has told us that with his power levels, Issei-sama would most likely end up with thirty women. At this point, we are at seven. Would you like me to put in a good word at him?"
Those words were making Momo blush even more from that and she wasn't even thinking about that.
"How… How.. can you be so open to that? So completely uncaring? Do you not care about your status at all?"
For Kalawarner, there was no changing the fact that throughout her entire existence, she had her leash held by one master or another. Frankly, she couldn't remember the last time that she had a good let alone great master.
Issei Hyoudou was hitting all the right spots in terms of that. And if she would get a child or two after so long, there was even less reason to complain.
She hadn't known what she had been looking for and right at this town, she had found a small sort of peace.
"My status. That is a joke. I am a slave. Even further reduced than what you are. It is not my place to speak up about who my master decides to conquer. Frankly, Issei-sama is a generous and kind master. For what he has done for me, I wouldn't even retain the rights to my own body. If he were to take me, I wouldn't be in a place to reject that. Fortunately, he is a kind and generous young man."
Momo had never expected a Fallen Angel to take that kind of position and even less, somehow enjoy what she had become. A slave to a human.
"And if you wonder if he and I have done acts you couldn't say out loud, I assure you that for Issei Hyoudou, consent matters. Tending to my master's needs, and fulfilling my own. Let me spell it out for you. He assured me that my body remains my own. But I see no problem of giving him what he desires as it will give me what I desire."
Momo felt a red wave, run over her face. She had never thought that she would hear this news.
The white-haired [Bishop] ordained that she had to do some soul searching. There had to be some discussions with the others.
Scene skip
"Oh, finally, this is over." Mittelt slumped down on the desk while Reya just grinned as the brunette couldn't help but find schadenfreude in the whole ordeal. It was quite fun to push buttons like this.
It allowed the [Bishop] to blow off some steam.
"It's not my fault that you kept making the same mistakes. You would never be able to handle working for Kaichou."
The blonde scoffed at the remark as her feisty nature made itself known in her. A bit of paperwork wasn't going to hold her down.
"In that case, I am going to thank Issei that he is my owner and not your Kaichou. I'd swear but standards won't let me."
Mittelt hadn't watched that show in a while. Good, mindless fun. No wonder why some still liked it.
Reya couldn't keep the smirk off her face as she watched how the girl got her mind degraded from the work.
That uniform stood her well, the truth could be said. Or think in her case.
"Right, Hyoudou. I do believe that you must be happy about being around that kind of guy."
The Fallen Angel had found that her previous hostile behavior had put her behind even the Devils.
Then again, Issei had laughed it off, comforted her, and now, she was ready to pursue him.
But like Rias, Akeno, and Koneko, she'd wait a bit. If he could make Kalawarner and Raynare limp, it proved that his sexual prowess was not to be underestimated.
Plus, there were more and more advantages now she had time to put emotion on the back of her head and she could look at this from a logical standpoint.
Mittelt felt color leaving her face when she realized that Issei had been incredibly lenient towards her. If she displayed this sort of behavior, even just one percent of it, towards one of the Cadres, she had sealed her own fate.
Yet, Issei had comforted her and pulled her close while saying that he forgave her.
The Dragon had been more amused than insulted by the behavior. And with their last conversation, they had managed to smooth out the issues that they had encountered before.
She had given the other things much thought. She was way behind Kalawarner, Raynare and now even Asia had stolen a march on her.
It was time that she began to think about what she could do next with him.
Mittelt had been a realist. She had come to terms that it was most likely that she would spend the rest of her life as a servant, bound to Issei.
That, in itself, wasn't such a horrible thing. And the kiss she got from him, also was also hot.
"Hey, you alright back there?" Mittelt got out of her daydreaming as Reya got close to her face.
"Oh, yeah. Just fine. About your question. I am all too happy to be around that guy."
Mittelt scoffed when she realized the fact that Reya was making. The girl didn't live this long by being stupid.
That was hammered out of her, years ago.
"Why are you so interested in my boss? Don't you have your own to fawn about?"
Reya just kept that infuriating smirk up.
"We saw the match. Or did you forget that? It was quite extraordinary to see a Dragon fighting like that. Sona-Kaichou reincarnated Sarakawa a good while ago and compared to Hyoudou, she doesn't even come close."
Mittelt began to form an idea. She really had to tap in with her compatriots on what Issei's stance was.
If this Devil wanted to catch up with them, it was best if she was ready to prevent herself from losing in this match.
Scene skip
Tomoe had been dreading this job for a long while, and for the longest time, no one of her Peerage Mates were willing or eager to help her out.
The job in question was helping out in the library. The original library committee had been dissolved two years ago so it came down to the Student Council to take care of it.
That was easier said than done with their other duties so it was always done with great reluctance.
Tomoe had gotten the short end of the stick in the last few months and if she could be frank, she was getting sick and tired of it.
With Asia's help though, she found that it was all doable.
The [Bishop] from the Gremory house had been around books for most of her life.
She knew exactly what she had to do.
The organization and cataloging of books were done fast as luckily, there weren't too many categories.
Asia was well on the books for book reports that many had to do, plus taking care of the books for leisure.
Meanwhile, Tomoe had been taking care of the history and information books. Magic was a nifty thing and Sona had allowed them to use that magic.
Tomoe could say that she was relieved that she could rely on Asia for that.
With a few simple spells, the books flew right onto the shelves and Tomoe could sit back.
"Thanks for the help, Argento-san. It is a drag to do this alone."
There was a sympathetic smile on the face of the blonde but it was all more of it.
"No worries, I was happy to be of assistance. And for my friends, it's Asia." Tomoe couldn't keep the smile on her face as she smiled back at the [Knight].
Asia had been incredibly popular in the school but she had kept her distance from many others. Tomoe had her ears low to the rumors in the Student Body and she knew what waves she could make.
Yet, Asia didn't care much about that.
"Well then, Asia. What do you think of our school?"
The Former Nun sat back and had her eyes on the window.
"I don't really think much of it. Frankly, I am just happy that I am living with Issei."
That did peak Tomoe's interest. There was no denying that there were many points that made Issei Hyoudou even more mysterious.
Even for the other Devils.
The fight she had witnessed, had caused an effect that she shared with the other Flock Members, although she was sure that many wouldn't admit their interest in Issei Hyoudou. Getting information from the women who were around him, seemed like a logical choice.
Tsubaki and Sona had been a wonderful influence on her, she would admit that.
"You and Hyoudou knew each other from before the school?"
There was that radiating smile, the one that could cure cancer and inspire hope in the most desperate times.
"Don't you know? Issei was known as the White Saint. We have known each other for years."
The tone hinted that Tomoe shouldn't ask and the years had made her sharper than most would give her credit for.
"Noted. So I imagine that you are happy living with him."
There followed a nod again.
"It is fantastic. I had always hoped that we could live together. And now, I finally can."
Tomoe pressed on a bit more.
"The others have moved in Hyoudou's place. How is that going? Not too many struggles?"
The two girls began to giggle and laugh while they began to talk. Asia loved to share and Tomoe slowly began to hope that she could get a few lessons. The White Saint had been known wide and far, even for the Devils.
Scene skip
Ruruko had gotten the short end of the straw. Due to the fact that the Peerage only had girls, it always felt a bit weird when she was around males.
The job that she and Kiba had to do, was checking up on sports equipment. Usually, that was done by the clubs but the Student Council just had to do an extra check.
There were several school clubs, spread all over the place.
They started on the courts of the clubs, namely the athletics, soccer, basketball, and tennis clubs.
The archery, martial arts, and swimming clubs were indoors after all.
Tomoe made sure that the soccer- and basketballs were properly inflated while the nets had been kept in pristine condition. She had to give it to the two clubs. They knew how to take care of their material.
The [Pawn] was all too happy to know that the warning from Sona had not been ignored.
When it came down to the equipment of the players, the gloves of the goallies could go for a wash but the shin guards weren't cracked.
Kiba had gone over the equipment of the athletics club. That included the track spikes, hurdles, javelins, discuses, shot puts, high jump bars, and relay batons.
There had been some serious wear on the track spikes as they had been worn out but the hurdles were still in good condition. They could do with a lick of paint though if Kiba were to judge.
A quick magical spell took care of the javelins and discusses were still safe to be thrown. It was fortunate they were good.
The tennis had been something they could leave open. Kiyome Abe had been in contact with the Devils and she made sure that they never had to check on the tennis club.
Neither servant had asked what they got in return for that but it just meant less work.
"Kiba-senpai, do you mind checking up on the archery club? I'll look over the swimming club."
After the last males had been kicked out for ogling the women, even Kiba was leery of ending up on the wrong side of those girls.
"Thank you, I was about to suggest the same thing."
There had been the camera's up, ever since and Kiba wouldn't be eager to end up there.
"I'll meet you at the martial arts club?" It was less a question and more a confirmation. Kiba just gave a thumbs-up and walked over to his destination.
Ruruko smiled as she walked back. During her walk, she passed by the Old School building and the forest behind that.
Her ears picked up some sounds of training.
"Good, keep it steady. Don't push yourself too much."
She heard Issei's voice, encouraging Sarakawa.
"Jeez, I thought you were kidding. This isn't fun." She had expected the White Dragon to snap at her but the gentle reassurance was heard from him.
"Oh, I know what you go through. It'll be rough, not going to say it won't be. The best thing you can hope for is getting used to it."
A red hue washed over her face as she heard the breathing of Sarakawa hitch up. What were they doing there?
She couldn't go and take a look. She had to hurry and finish her assignment.
The pool was on top of the school building. The lane ropes hadn't frayed and she was all too happy to find the starting blocks to be secured.
The goggles were personal property and the smaller things weren't something she had to concern herself with.
She was making her way back into the school and would just wait on the dojo.
Kiba wouldn't take too long on his own work.
The archery club had been something mysterious. It was founded just in the year when males were around and it was rare to find actual girls in it.
There had been none and the guys hadn't been interested in finding female members. It had to do something with the crazy tests that were put in place.
It was a bit fortunate for both Devils. Kiba checked the male archery club while Ruruko did it for the female swimming club.
Kiba had an eye for weapons so he checked for the tension on the strings while the arrows had been fine for the clubs.
The [Knight] went and looked over at the targets.
The captain of this club might have been a lunatic but he did keep his material in pristine condition. There was nearly nothing for Kiba to check on.
He began to grin at the rumor that he heard going around.
The captain of the archery club, a third-year student, had been dating the captain of the swimming club.
Despite their budding heads, it was fitting if Kiba were to guess.
This job had been much easier than he would have thought at the beginning of the day.
So without much ado, he walked over to the martial arts club.
He was surprised to see that Ruruko had been waiting for him.
"Hello, Ruruko. Nothing to report?"
The brunette looked up to see the [Knight] and with a shake of her head, it was enough.
"Nothing noteworthy. What about your end?"
Kiba shrugged on it.
"Same as you. One more club and then, we'll be done."
There was no denying that there was a smell in this place. The Devils had picked that up with their enhanced senses as they just went around the place.
Mats appeared to be clean and without any tears. The protective gear that many members wore, had to be done by the members themselves. There had been some requests for funds so they could get some clothes stitched.
Ruruko wrote down which clothes had to be replaced while Kiba did an extra check on the rest of the place.
"That'll be all. Thanks for the help, Kiba-senpai."
Together, they left the place.
"You're welcome. I have to admit, I believed it to be much worse."
The giggle couldn't be contained from Ruruko which made Kiba wonder if there was a story behind it.
"It was much worse before. Sona-Kaichou decided to throw her weight around and she made clear rules. It really helped out on our ends."
Kiba wisely kept his comments to himself as he could imagine what a woman like Sona would say.
Now, they were done and they could go back to the school and hopefully be done with their tasks.
There was something that had been bugging her and Kiba hadn't asked her until they had found their way back to the school.
"Something on your mind, Ruruko?"
The first-year [Pawn] knew that she couldn't hide it so there was the resignation as she looked over at Kiba.
"Was it that obvious?"
The darling smile could make girls, in the entire school, swoon but Ruruko knew what team Kiba played.
"I was just wondering. Normally, you're a bit more talkative."
The brunette let out a sigh.
"I am just worried. About Sarakawa. Ever since your [King] and mine figured out who Issei Hyoudou is, it's like some fever set in. She is desperate to learn about the Dragon in her."
If those were the worries that plagued her mind, Kiba would be a bad sport if he couldn't calm her down.
"If you are worried about that, then those are for naught. Issei-kun is a great teacher. Genshirou is in capable hands."
That little news did irk Ruruko a bit.
"Talking from experience, Kiba?"
The [Knight] grinned back at her.
"You might have forgotten that during our training, he was there as well. He has learned a great deal and taught us. And for him, his Dragon is his natural subject. It comes as easy as breathing."
It did little to ease her mind from that but she pressed on.
"How is he, actually? Hyoudou? I heard a lot but many of them are just that. Rumors."
Kiba began to think. If he was honest, he just followed orders and found that living with Issei had been a pleasant experience so far.
The rules that Issei made between him and the women in the house, had been good. If he counted out the morning but that was between the others.
It wasn't his place to open his mouth about the problems that the girls encountered.
Those domestic problems, he had learned, happened all the time in households.
If they took care of smaller problems, it was much easier to handle the bigger problems.
And so far, Issei hadn't excluded him from many activities.
"I have to say that he is a pleasant living companion. So far, I think that living with him is going to be good for many of us."
That interested Ruruko more.
"And how is he in training? I saw the fight. Did he do the same with you as with Riser?"
Of course, she was also interested in the fighting aspect.
"He held back during my training. Issei-kun knows the difference between training new pupils and beating your foe. Plus, from what I have seen of the recordings, Riser-sama made Issei-kun furious."
The [Pawn] remembered the stories that Sona had told her own Peerage. Some secrets weren't worth keeping hidden.
"Rias-sama became betrothed to Issei-kun. Effectively, he replaced Riser-sama by becoming your master by proxy."
Kiba stopped the walk back to the school as he began to think about those implications.
He doubted that Riser would allow him the same freedoms as Rias had granted him or that Issei would be a man to stay around his women.
His master wouldn't allow Issei to mistreat him and there wasn't even the slightest implication that Issei would even intend to cause any harm.
"I haven't thought about it like that. Maybe, I should thank him."
There was a giggle again from Ruruko.
"You should. I heard him train with Sarakawa. It appears that he can be very gentle."
The words left his mouth before he could even think about them.
"You should ask Asia how gentle he really can be." Those words had a meaning and Kiba hoped that there were a few that could forgive him for the slip of his tongue.
"Oh and what is that supposed to mean?"
Ruruko had smelt blood in the water and like a shark, she was now going to tear him into pieces.
"What can your mind think of? Take that idea and you know what happened. And you don't know this from me."
That did something else in Ruruko. She would ask Sarakawa later on how the teaching went.
Something on the blonde [Pawn] drew her brunette colleague to her.
Scene skip
Issei had to admit. He couldn't decide what he had to make of Sarakawa Genshirou.
She had the same stubbornness that he expected from a fellow Dragon as she wanted to push through and learn from her [Sacred Gear] but on the other hand, there was something that made Issei think how weak she was.
The Hakuryuukou wasn't going to bully and crash through after he witnessed what she had been through on awakening her [Sacred Gear].
'Is she this weak or am I just more a monster than I would dear to admit?'
He was now sitting back as they started, half-naked for him and with Sarakawa with her Sarashi on which had come a bit more loose but not to a degree he had to worry.
It had been weird though for him. While he had his fair share of women already, there was a new one, lying on his shoulder while he enjoyed the weather.
What more could a man want?
"Issei?"
He had expected someone to come along and ask what was taking him and Sarakawa so long.
But he had never imagined that the voice of an old friend would ring in his ears which made Issei slowly crane his head towards the source of the voice.
Shock and surprise colored his face as his mouth dropped open while his eyes fell on Irina Shidou and Xenovia Quarta.
"Hello, you two. It's been a while." Those were the only words that Issei was able to speak to two of his oldest friends.
It's been a while since we saw Irina and Xenovia in this fic.
I will not deny that I enjoyed writing this chapter. It was quite a lot of fun when I got the several characters in and how we can build something up between Issei and the other girls.
Especially Sarakawa. She'll be a binding factor in this.
I hope you all enjoyed this chapter and let's hope that the site goes back to normal soon.
Our next chapter is in October, for the anniversary. We are nearly three years on this fic. And so far, I am happy with all the support.
Saluut.