A/N: Just got done writing some plot revolving around Kuroka, definitely one of my favs and I'm sure you guys will enjoy it as well when it comes around after like 60k more words. Until then, I think I'll edit one more chap from my drafts for today and see how much time I have tomorrow. Motivation has been rekindled!

Several hours later, I went back to Aika's house, expecting that she'd be up. I found her in her room, standing in front of a full-body mirror as she gaped at herself.

Her skin was clearer, and any acne or pimples had disappeared overnight. She glowed with an attractive shine all over, looking well moisturized despite the absence of lotion or anything else. Her eyes were brighter, almost glowing an emerald green. Her hair was silky smooth, touching down to her shoulders.

She wore no glasses, yet saw everything in clear detail. That meant she noticed that her swelling breasts were indeed bigger than they were yesterday, if not slightly. And because her lower half felt a similar slight discomfort to her breast she knew she had also grown there as well. She was so busy examining the tattoo over her crotch that she didn't notice me until I was reflected in the mirror, taking in her changes as well.

"Oh, hey Boss!" She turned, hiding her nipples and pussy from me with her hands. Her face was flushed, but there was notable excitement on her face. "So uh, is this normal?" She let her hand cover her slit slip a bit to reveal her shaved mound.

"I'm not entirely sure, but I've been told the reincarnation process can alter depending on the King and the servant they're reincarnating," I informed her, sitting on her bed.

"It's kind of hot." She admitted. "Also, um, not like I'm complaining if you took them off of me, but what happened to my clothes?"

I realized then she had no recollection of the last part of what had happened. "They disintegrated right before you orgasmed yourself into unconsciousness."

She took a few seconds to process my words before her eyes went wide. "That's so badass!"

'Badass' wasn't the word I'd use. I stood up, walking over to her. While she still faced the mirror, I pressed a finger onto the middle of her back, drawing a moan from her and then achieving my desired effect as a pair of black wings sprouted out instantly. Her face elevated and her eyes turned to stars. She abandoned covering her bits and instead focused on feeling the leathery surface of her wings.

I held her waist with both hands unhesitatingly now that she had given her body to me herself. I stood behind her, back leaning into my front as we looked at her through the mirror. "Congrats, you're a devil now."

"Holy dickballs! The two hottest girls in our school are actually devils?!" Aika exclaimed, gaping at Rias and Akeno as the former sat across from us and the latter stood behind her. We sat in the meeting room on the first floor, every one of Rias' peerage gathered around the couch, Koneko on my lap next to Aika, Asia at the edge of the couch, and Kiba off to the side. "Sorry for my rudeness, but you guys even have the mascot and the prince, I just can't wait until I get to be so hot and sexy." She bowed lightly, recognizing her lack of manners.

"Don't worry yourself, it's a shock isn't it?" Rias, in her typical big sister way, crossed her legs and took a sip of her tea. "But, I imagine there is an even bigger shock awaiting you."

Just as she said so, two pairs of glowing magic circles manifested on opposite sides of the room. One, dissipating to reveal Sona and her entire peerage, and the other housing Seek with Issei and Ravel.

There was a lot to take in, but Aika's mind had one burning question. "Issei?! WHAT IN THE UNGODLY FUCK ARE YOU DOING HERE?!"

"Life isn't fair, in what world does this loser with a hand for a girlfriend get a Sacred Gear and I don't." Aika huffed, arms under her chest as she scowled at the boy.

"Moan and groan all you want, I'm still awesome." Issei huffed.

"Yeah right, even with that Boosted Gear or whatever, I'll still be ten times the devil you will ever be with just my wits alone, you can keep your damn power clutch." She fought back.

"Oh please, you might not even make middle class, while I'll be a high class like Lady Seekvaria and the President and become the Harem King!" He shouted his conviction and the way Aika immediately burst out into laughter almost made my face falter as well.

"Harem King?! Okay now I know you're busting my balls, what sane girl would ever want to lay down with your ugly mug? It would be more believable if you said you wanted to add two more of your hand girlfriends so you beat off easier, but with your needle dick it would be pointless." She cackled aloud while holding her stomach.

"H-hey, Issei's is at least the size of my finger! And he's plenty cool!" Asia defended, standing with her fist balled, and with a pout on her cheeks.

"Asiaaaaaa-." Issei complained, nearly falling to his knees from the accidental betrayal.

Aika looked taken aback. "Well shit, you do actually have someone who will take your sorry ass? Then why risk that? You should just give up, it's not like you'll be able to compete with Akito anyway."

I was prepared to de-escalate the situation, lest we risk undoing Issei's motivation and furthering our own headache.

As it turned out, I didn't need to. "Ahhh, enough with that noise!" Issei shouted to the high heavens. He manifested his gauntlet and brought it in front of him. He clenched his fist and then made a declaration. "I WILL become the harem king! No matter who stands in my way!" I noticed how Ravel and Asia looked at him, as he said that, the latter much more fawning but the former with a bit of a blush herself.

Good for him, honestly I'm kind of grateful Ravel hadn't yet realized that I was the reason she had woken up in the middle of the night hot and heavy as she fingered her untouched pussy for around an hour.

"Huh." Aika nodded. "Damn, well at least you got some balls on you. I still think it's utterly pointless, but you seem motivated." Aika acknowledged, reining herself in and realizing shortly after that there was in fact an audience. "Sorry, I should probably watch what I say." Aika turned pulling her lips into a thin line and bowed. Sona looked pleased at that, she was strict with conduct, but given this wasn't the most official thing, and we were in my house, she wouldn't comment.

"By the way, if you don't mind my asking, why exactly do you wear glasses?" She addressed a few of the women in the room. "I mean my vision was perfect as soon as I was turned into a devil." It was a genuine question, but one that caused three particularly cold exteriors to falter. Sona, Tsubaki, and Seekvaria adjusted their glasses at the same time, light shining off of them.

It went silent as everyone awaited an answer. Soon, Sona finally opens her mouth. "I've only come to make myself known and to ask that you put special care into being a role model for your peers at the academy."

"Uh, sure?" Aika, scratched her head.

"Good, then our objective here is complete." She bowed, peerage snickering behind her lightly as they funneled into a magic circle made by their Queen.

"Pfft." Rias snickered, trying to mask it behind a sip of tea.

"We as well have other arrangements, I will return later." Seek bowed, face lightly dyed pink as she caught my smirk.

"Yeah, we got badass shit to do!" Issei vulgarly repeated after his King. "Asia, stay away from that pig-tailed pervert."

"Talk about the pot-, goddamn it he's gone." Aika let out an annoyed huff at her unfinished quip.

She then turned to me. "If you got work for me then I'm ready boss, I won't be able to live with myself if I'm outdone by that sack of potato shit."

"I do, but be patient." I stood up with Koneko in my arms as I said so. "For now follow me, there's one last thing I want to do before that."

"I still can't get over how big this place is." Aika gaped as we walked down the halls of the 3rd floor.

"Thanks for reminding me. If you want to stay here go find a room. It can be anywhere that's not on the sixth floor." I pointed along the walls at the dozen of empty rooms on this floor alone.

"Haha! I was hoping you'd say that. Thanks, Boss." She squealed pumping her fist in the air.

Eventually, with Koneko in the lead, we arrived at our destination.

"Lord Nemura." Rikka bowed deeply as we entered the spa-like room. I had requested her services for this.

Aika waved, and simultaneously leaned in, "Wait you have an actual maid?"

"Greetings Lady Aika, I am Rikka. A maid in the service of Lord Nemura, and Lady Agares." Rikka had good hearing and introduced herself.

Aika gave me a massive thumbs up and I amusedly pushed her to the maid.

"Excuse me." Rikka lowered her head, going to undo the buttons of Aika's blouse.

"Hey boss, what's going on?"

"You'll be coming here every few days until you stop changing so frequently," I said after placing Koneko down on a massage bed. "Rapid growth like what you'll be going through has been known to accumulate discomfort into actual pain. Rikka will be alleviating you before that happens as frequently as she needs to."

Koneko hadn't been in the know either, but she understood through what I had told Aika. The suppression of Senjutsu was the literal suppression of her growth as a whole, hence why she likely hadn't grown much since she vowed to never use it again. Now, it was flowing, and it was flowing strong. Her body needed to grow, change, and develop the way it was supposed to. It wanted it done fast, and from how she had said she had been constantly aroused over the last few days, I knew it was coming even quicker. Devil constitution and all that. Maybe as much as Aika, or maybe even more, she was growing like a newly hatched fly racing towards adulthood.

"We really have to be naked for it?" Aika clarified, still letting the maid undo her pants and then bra as well.

"Yes, and that's why I'm not the one massaging you, remember no freebies." I reminded her with a chuckle, watching as Koneko raised her arms so that I could take off her shirt. I giggled at the way she took the wrapping of my arms around her back to undo her bra as a sign to hug me. She was too adorable.

With her breast out, small yet growing, I pushed her down so she lay flat on her back and slid my hands down to her waist. I dug my finger lightly into her shorts and she raised her hips, letting me slip both her blue shorts and panties down her legs. I managed to snag her socks as well, leaving her completely nude. Rikka was fast and already had Aika face down ass up, as she massaged the girl's legs.

"Turn around," I instructed. She nodded and flipped herself, tiny ass replacing her hips.

"Let's grow some titties," Aika smirked, outstretching her right fist.

"If you can't beat them, join them." Koneko met the fist bump with her own.

I laughed internally and then got down to business. With the slightest amount of my magic channeled into my fingers, I moved up to her shoulders, beginning the massage at the top of her neck.

From her neck to her arms, and then to her back. My fingers worked every muscle and kink over her skin. The lower I went, the more she reacted to my touch.

The longer "Nya~" and pleasurable sighs, increased. That went double right when I touched her butt. She moaned into the spa bed, her back arching every once in a while from pleasurable twitches. That continued until I got past her thighs, leaving a healthy trail of her fluids on the spa bed. When I flipped her over, I saw how her golden iris' eyed me. Watching my every move as I worked once more from her neck down. For a good while, I massaged her breast, pressing and gripping what I could. I pressed against her hard pink nubs and circled her small areola. Then I worked her lithe waist and toned torso, and then I got down to what she had been looking forward to since I started. She naturally parted her legs, allowing me an unrestricted view of her hairless vagina. Her gaze told me what she wanted. Instead, though, I worked around it, focusing more on her pubic mound and then her thighs. She pouted and squirmed but I held off. It was only when I was done that she stood and looked at me like I was scum.

"Don't look at me like that, I'll have you cream my fingers as soon as I get Aika started on her contracts." She huffed, not looking relieved in the slightest. She took her clothes slipped them on and then stomped away back to her room. Meanwhile, Rikka was finishing up as well, leaving Aika less horny and more rejuvenated.

"Man that was great." She stretched, hopping to her feet despite my eyes on her naked form. "So, am I good now boss? Can I start in the field?" She asked as she put her clothes back on.

"Yeah, your first mission is to take those fliers I left by the entrance of the house and give them out. Most of them won't even read it, but a few will take an interest in what's written, and will summon you to form contracts with them." I informed and she nodded slowly. There was an unasked question on her lips.

"No, we don't make them sell their soul, their payment will come as whatever they find suitable for the level of service you give." I clarified, moving to pat her on the shoulder.

"Got it… and can I refuse a service." She asked, a little scared I could tell. I'm not sure why, I don't remember not being agreeable.

"You can, and you should. If someone asks for sex or anything related, refuse and leave immediately. Besides that, you can decide what you accept and decline." I shrugged.

"Phew, thanks. I was kind of nervous there." She wiped invisible sweat from her brow and stood upright. "I'll get right to it boss." After thanking Rikka, I walked her down the hall and split as I followed the Nekoshou back to her room. Seconds later, I was massaging her insides, finger-banging her rapidly until that pout from before was replaced with a pleasured smile.

A/N: For the people complaining about Rikka, I think this is the last time she's given actual dialogue. Her name may be mentioned every once in a while in the background, but rejoice that she's basically gone. Literally just a housemaid. Ah, almost forgot Ravel in Canon naturally has a little interest in Issei just because of his nature. I'm just trying to stay true to that, but ultimately we all know how that is going to end. Some of you will call it NTR just because her affections will move to someone else, and if that's where your head is at so be it. Her affection won't last long enough to affect the boy's psyche anyway.