Rise Of The Immortal Black Dragon King

by SolPendragon

An ordinary person finds himself in the world of High School DxD (AU), where a System grants him immortality and the complete set of Vritra Sacred Gears. As he explores various worlds, he evolves into the Black Dragon King. Throughout his journey, he encounters and saves numerous heroines, forming deep bonds with them and gradually building a harem of companions.

29. Chapter 29

40. Momiji's Isolation and Convergence in the Silent Night.

Omniscient POV

Nakiri Clan

One of the Five Great Families, they are a powerful clan of mystics linked to the Shinto Gods and have served them for generations, well-known for purifying evil spirits.

The clan rules over the powers of the Sacred Beasts, with the Nakiri Clan in possession of one known as the Yellow Dragon.

The Nakiri Clan has been blessed by the Shinto Gods, allowing its members to use the Earth Phase, one of the Five Elements, which enables them to manipulate the Earth.

The Nakiri Clan is noted to be the leading clan among the Five Principal Clans.

In the Nakiri clan, there is a secret isolation barrier technique.

In their personal dimension, they seal treasures hidden by the Nakiri themselves and dangerous objects that should not surface.

Something strictly kept hidden, accumulating ten layers of that barrier technique to isolate 'IT' from the outside world.

'IT' was neither a precious item nor a secret formula passed down in the Nakiri clan, but a girl──.

The space of the Tokyo Dome area was basically a blank world, both the sky and the ground were bright white.

A magnificent Shinto Shrine was built in the center of that white space.

Whoever had entered there was a young boy.

The young boy was one of the special people even in the Nakiri clan, who were allowed to enter this barrier.

His name is──Nakiri Ryuuta, born in the Nakiri clan, five years old.

Ryuuta entered the Shinto Shrine, heading to the back. There resided what was being hidden strictly in this space.

Ryuuta opened the door to the back room.

There──was a girl's room. Ryuuta caught the girl who was sitting in front of the TV, playing. The girl was twelve years old.

What appeared to be end credits were playing on the television. Apparently, the game was over.

Ryuuta took the desk chair and sat there.

He asks the girl.

"Momiji-chan, have you finished the game that Nakagami-niisan gave you...that isn't the case anymore, that Ouryuu-san gave you?"

The girl named Momiji nodded disinterestedly.

"Yes. After all, I can't entertain myself with anything other than playing... Also, since I can't play games with an internet connection while inside this『Dome Barrier』, I feel much more bored."

The girl──Nakiri Momiji has lived for a long time in this space isolated from the outside world.

The reason is that in her body ──she harbors a taboo stray that for nothing in the world should ever come to the surface.

Even in the Nakiri clan, those who know about it are few. It was a secret of such magnitude that only people in central positions knew it, the current head of the family who is Momiji's father, and the next head of the family──Nakiri Nakagami no Ouryuu who is her older brother.

In the case of Ryuuta who visits this place, he has not been made aware of what resides in the girl's body.
Ouryuu simply told Ryuuta: "She has a condition that should not come to the surface," then, being her cousin, he allowed him access as a conversation partner so that Momiji would not feel alone.

Momiji says, "Hey, Ryuuta. When do you think I will be able to leave this place?"

Ryuuta just bowed his neck at Momiji's question.

"Hmm, I've also asked Ouryuu-san several times, but I don't understand the main point, you know?"

"I see...Nii-san hasn't appeared recently either, really, how boring."

Momiji sighed out of deep boredom.

Nakiri Nakagami no Ouryuu, her older brother, has not spoken in detail about the power that resides in the person in question, to Momiji, his younger sister.

And if he did──it's probably because he was aware that something not very good would happen.

Momiji wants nothing more than to leave this isolated space and live with her family happily again.

Even if she doesn't know what it is, she knows it is because of the power inside her that she has to remain here.

Ryuuta let out an exclamation as if remembering something for the displeased Momiji.

Ryuuta took out a file from his suitcase.

"...Ouryuu-san asked me to deliver this to you. I think later, Ouryuu-san will explain it too..."

Hearing that it was a gift from her older brother, Momiji, interested, received Ryuuta's file. When she opened it, a document appeared.

Momiji flipped through the document.

"...A proposal for a new game?"

Momiji said that.

Ryuuta, interested, asks her.

"Hee, a proposal for a new game? Did Ouryuu-san also get involved in the game industry?"

On the one hand, the Nakiri clan makes a living using supernatural abilities, and on the surface world, they are involved in various industries, deriving wealth from there.

Momiji read the contents of the document with interest.

"It seems like this uses mobile phones. Somehow, it sounds interesting."

Ryuuta asked Momiji, who, while saying that, continued reading the document.

"Does it have a name?"

"Yes, although it is still just a provisional name."

Momiji showed him the cover of the document.

[──Denpachi]

That is the origin of karma──.

That is what announces the first sign of life of Darkness──

The name of the power resides in Nakiri Momiji──one of the [God Killing Weapons, a Longinus Sacred Gear], the so-called [Telos Karma].

In a place unknown to the young man with the dog and the leader of the fallen angels, the wheels of destiny quietly and surely go crazy.

Events will take place a few years before SLASHDØG meets "Diabolus Dragon" and "Cross Times Kiss", only if a certain someone doesn't interfere.

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Kouske's POV

Waking up beside a sleeping beauty is always delightful. It's far more enjoyable than staying confined in the Demiplane. Deciding not to disturb Lavinia's sleep, I carefully move out of the bed.

In the early morning, before the sun graces the sky, I find myself running in the middle of the night. The winter cold seeps into my body, yet I sense a newfound resistance to the chill. Running alone at this hour is oddly refreshing, sweeping away all lingering thoughts from my mind.

The potion-making apparatus is now operational within the Demiplane, consistently churning out a myriad of potions.

Yesterday, I acquired some intel about Momiji Nakiri from the sla*ahem* gangsters. It appears she's confined within the Nakiri Clan House, never venturing beyond the Clan's confines, which is regrettable.

Given my current limited capabilities, infiltrating the Nakiri Clan's main territory abruptly isn't feasible.

It looks like I'll have to delay my encounter with Momiji Nakiri, but it must happen before Mitsuya Kanzaki reaches her.

I suppose I'll need to dedicate some time to grinding in order to improve my skills, with a specific focus on leveling up my 'Dark Curtain' ability.
This body is also about to turn seven, just a few days away.

Currently, I've assumed my Akatsuki form. It's wise to avoid attracting unnecessary attention; people might get concerned if they see a young child running alone in the darkness of the night...or so I had thought.

Lost in my contemplation, I failed to perceive the presence of the new individual jogging alongside me. An elven golden-yellow-eyed woman with flowing gray hair and sun-kissed tanned skin, she wielded a large nodachi at her side. Surprisingly she had multiple number of piercings on her elongated ears.

The realization struck me – she was a familiar face from Cleria's peerage. Encountering her so unexpectedly sparked a twinge of surprise within me.

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Navirose Celcia's POV

I am a knight piece in Cleria Belial's service, and my entire existence is devoted to the art of swordsmanship.

Indeed, people may betray you, but a loyal sword remains your eternal companion—that's my unwavering belief in life.

I wield my sword solely for my master's protection. The Cluster incident revealed my shortcomings; without Akatsuki's intervention, we might have faced dire consequences. I must intensify my training, striving to become stronger and embody the unwavering strength my master deserves.

Even Mark and Maria, the two of the youngest among us, are working harder than ever. How could I, as their senior, fall behind?

Since then, my practice with Hiroshi-dono has intensified. Today was no exception. After my regular run, I was scheduled to meet up with Hiroshi-dono for sword practice.

However, before I could reach our meeting point, I ran into him unexpectedly. Despite searching for two whole weeks without finding a trace, he suddenly appeared in front of me out of nowhere.

I cannot let him go now; Cleria-sama is looking for him. So, I quickly ran alongside him, observing him completely absorbed in his thoughts.

During our previous encounter, due to the ongoing fight and tension, I couldn't properly notice his face.

He possesses long wavy dark black hair and a sharp skin tone. Some strands obstruct his eyes, but behind them, his ocean-blue eyes are visible.

Those captivating eyes seem to hold the entire ocean within them, with water waves dancing in various ways.

He boasts a long and handsome face that no woman could deny. Concealed beneath his simple t-shirt is a chiseled body that could captivate anyone.

He might be one of the most handsome men I've ever seen in my entire life as a devil. Snapping out of my trance, a negligible blush graced my face at that moment, which I was unaware of.

I took a second look at him, noticing the muscle structures in his hands, proving he was not just a regular magician but also a trained warrior proficient in using some kind of weaponry.

Finally, I decided to call out to him.

"Hey, wait!"

41. Moonlit Encounters and Culinary Ventures: Bonds, Battles, and Breakfast.

Omniscient POV

Under the moonlit sky, Navirose abruptly interrupted their jog, her cold voice cutting through the silence. "Hey, wait!"

Kouske slowed down, turning to face her with a calm expression. "Something on your mind?"

Her gray hair glimmered in the moonlight as she observed him with piercing eyes. "You are Akatsuki, right? The one who intervened in our fight last time?"

Kouske acknowledged her with a subtle nod.

Upon receiving confirmation, a faint smile etched across Navirose's usually icy demeanor.

"First of all, thank you for everything you did that day. Without your help, we would have been in big trouble. I'm Navirose Celcia, by the way, Cleria Belial's knight piece," Navirose expressed, her tone resonating with genuine gratitude.

"Hm. You are welcome," Kouske replied, his response measured.

"But why did you help us? And why did you even leave so suddenly?" Navirose inquired.

"I happened to witness your fight against the strays. I helped eliminate them because nothing good comes from letting those stray devils live. As long as they exist, more innocent people will suffer. You don't need to feel grateful; it's in everyone's interest to avoid causing more trouble. However, it would be beneficial if your kind could abstain from further complications. After all, stray devils are problems created by devils in the first place. As for leaving abruptly, I have no reason to involve myself with devils," Kouske responded nonchalantly.

"I can't speak for all devils, but my master is different. You won't find any case of strays emerging from the Noble House of Belial," Navirose replied solemnly.

Kouske observed her in silence for a moment.

"Nonetheless, we would like to repay you for your help. That potion you used must have been expensive. At the very least, we need to reimburse you for that," Navirose stated after a brief pause.

Kouske pondered for a moment before agreeing, "You will have to pay in cash. And for the help, you can return the favor in the future when I need assistance."

"Nn. We will pay in full cash and help you as long as it is within House Belial's capability. I'm sure my master wouldn't refuse to help you. Can you spare some time to meet with my master?" Navirose asked.

"Not today. I will meet you guys next Sunday," Kouske replied.

"Sure. Here is our summoning pamphlet. If you inject magic into it, it will teleport you directly to our house in the human world. If you are uncomfortable with that, we can also choose a different place that you prefer," Navirose explained in her captivating voice.

"No, it's alright. I will be there," Kouske replied, accepting the pamphlet and preparing to teleport away.

"Wait. I'd like to spar with you sometime. You also use a weapon, right?" Navirose asked, her curiosity tinged with enthusiasm at the prospect of a battle.

Kouske simply smiled and nodded.

"Then we might get a chance next time. Until then, take care, Miss Celcia," Kouske replied.

"Okay," Navirose responded as Kouske vanished. Only then did she realize she didn't get any of his contact information, having only given him theirs. Well, she would undoubtedly meet him next Sunday and learn more about him.

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Kouske's POV

As Kouske materialized in his home, he discovered Lavinia peacefully asleep in their room. Deciding not to disturb her slumber, he quietly moved to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

[Are you truly planning to visit them this Sunday?] inquired Clarice.

"Nn," Kouske replied with a subtle nod, his thoughts already focused on the upcoming encounter with Cleria and her peerage.

[But wouldn't it have been better to meet them somewhere neutral? You will be going directly to their home ground where they hold the advantage.] expressed Clarice with concern.

"Hmph! Dragons do not need to fear everything. If you fear meeting some high-class devils, then it's disgraceful," retorted Vritra with haughtiness.

"Vritra's right. Do I need to fear in every step I take?" Kouske replied, his confidence unwavering.

[But you should still be careful when making contact with devils. They are deceitful creatures.] Clarice chastised.

"She's right, kid. Dragons should be prideful but do not think recklessness and being proud are the same thing. In the future, if you get similar invitations from stronger beings, then you should be tactful with what you do. For now, work hard to not shame the name of the 'Black Dragon King.' This Sunday, you will officially meet them as this generation's one and only Black Dragon King. They must already have ideas because of you using Blaze Black Flare last time," cautioned Vritra to make him more cautious.

"Hm. I will remember that. And I don't think Cleria will do anything to harm me, though I can't say the same about her peerage members, as they are totally unknown to me," Kouske replied.

"Ko-kun. When did you wake up?" At that moment, Lavinia came in while rubbing her sleepy eyes.

"Wash your face first, Rey-chan~. I'm making Frittata for breakfast. It will be finished cooking soon," I replied to the sleepyhead.

"Okay~!" replied Lavinia.

Lavinia beamed with joy, hearing that I was making an Italian dish, and went to freshen up. I'm actually learning different Italian food recipes so that Lavinia can always feel at home.

Frittata is a versatile Italian dish that can be enjoyed for breakfast, and it's easy to make at home. It's essentially an egg-based dish similar to an omelet or crustless quiche.

The beauty of a frittata lies in its customizability; you can add various ingredients like vegetables, cheese, or even leftover meats to suit your taste. It's a quick and satisfying breakfast option with a taste that reflects the rich flavors of Italian cuisine.

Exploring cooking has become quite enjoyable as a hobby. I'm starting to grasp why Emiya got into cooking. Maybe, just maybe, someday I can even rival Emiya's culinary skills... or not. Beating him would be an extremely tough challenge, but setting it as a side goal adds a fun touch to the culinary journey.

After a while, Lavinia returned, radiating infectious positive energy and sporting a bright smile. By then, I had finished preparing breakfast.

Seated at the table, I served us the frittata. As Lavinia took the first bite, she couldn't contain her delight.

"Ko-kun! It's delicious. Your cooking is becoming more and more tasty by the day," Lavinia complimented with genuine enthusiasm.

"Thanks, Rey-chan," I replied.

While enjoying the meal, I overheard her murmuring, 'Maybe I should also start learning cooking so that we can spend more time together.'

Touched by Lavinia's thoughts, I was also slightly appalled at the idea of teaching her to cook. Although I never really tried teaching her how to cook, the prospect of experimenting with culinary lessons brought to mind Sona's unbelievable inability to bake.

Just thinking about the disastrous aftermath made me reluctant, and I decided to shift the responsibility to Aunt Arene or someone else. [A/N: If I remember correctly, Sona has an INABILITY to bake, right?]

After that, we went through our usual routine, and the day ended without anything worth mentioning—just some training and bonding.

In these two months since our meeting, Lavinia and I have interacted with the Tenjoins and Kujos several times, which has brought me a bit closer to Saki. She's at least calling me Kouske-san instead of Miyamura-san. However, Rin still persists in her usual demeanor. So I'm also doing the same to her.

Saki and Asagi also got acquainted with each other. Their initial interactions were a bit strained due to their contrasting personalities—Saki, trying to maintain her noble, elegant, and attention-seeking demeanor, while Asagi-chan is quite crude and brutal with her speech. Surprisingly, they are doing quite well for now. At least, they are not quarreling all the time, with Saki mostly taking the initiative to speak first.

Despite occasional arguments, the fact that Saki and Asagi are making progress in their relationship is a positive sign. Building connections takes time, and it seems they're gradually finding common ground.

Ryuga and Sali also met with the Azusawas, our closest neighbors, creating a connection that might lead to further interactions in the future.

As I prepare to venture into the dungeon, I've decided to send Lavinia to the tutorial slime dungeon along with Noctis and a few other elemental slimes.

To ensure her safety and preparedness, I've equipped her with numerous health and mana potions.

Witnessing her advancement in mastering the sacred gear and honing magical abilities, it becomes evident that practical experience is the next crucial step in her development.

Meanwhile, the mystery of creating mana potions remains unsolved, prompting further exploration and experimentation, I(we) still have to figure out how to make them.

42. Maiden's Arrival: A Symphony of Time and Roses.

Kouske's POV

It's 26th of October, the day of my 7th birthday. Apparently, we both share the same birthday both in this life and the previous one.

Lavinia and the others have been acting weird since two days ago. They have been rather secretive about something. And I'm not dull enough to not know what it's about. But I decided not to say anything to ruin their fun.

A few days ago, I noticed Lavinia and Asagi entering a room in my house, and when curiosity led me to investigate, Lavinia swiftly interjected with a firm "Ko-kun! Do not enter this room!" – an unexpected denial of access within my own home.

Subsequently, Saki, Rin, and Irina also made visits. Choosing to overlook their activities, given the obvious reasons for their actions and their status as children, I decided to let them enjoy their youthful escapades without further interference.

I chose to revel in the beauty of nature for the time being. As autumn nears its end, the foliage in the surroundings gracefully surrenders its vibrant hues to embrace the impending winter. The cycle of ripened fruits and nuts approaches its conclusion.

In response, I've embarked on a garden transformation, introducing Sakura Cherry trees and an array of roses, including the enchanting blue ones – a personal favorite and a delight for Lavinia. While it requires patience for these additions to flourish, I've also planted an assortment of fruits and flowers, anticipating a diverse and vibrant garden in the seasons to come.

The day concluded with an air of normalcy, yet the people around me continued to exhibit suspicious behavior. At around 9 pm, Lavinia herself ushered me into the room she had vehemently warned me to avoid before. I could feel people's presence in this room.

When I entered, the whole room was adorned with an array of colorful balloons, each one gently swaying in the ambient air. The walls were draped with shimmering streamers, casting a festive glow across the space. A table at the center boasted a delightful spread of birthday treats, surrounded by joyful chatter and laughter echoing in the celebration-filled room.

The joyous chorus of "Happy Birthday!" resonated as I stepped into the room, greeted by a grand birthday cake presented by everyone. Swiftly, I cut the cake and shared its sweetness, distributing joy among everyone present.

The Tenjoins, the Kujos, the Azusawas, and the Shidous gathered along with Momo, creating an intimate birthday party that lasted for about an hour or so. I was actually touched by the presence of each one of them. Following the cake-cutting ceremony, we all enjoyed a shared dinner, and they generously presented me with thoughtful gifts.

Despite my nonchalant view towards birthdays, recognizing them as a marker of passing years, the occasional celebration proved to be a pleasant deviation from the routine of life.

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In the hallway of my home, I stood alongside Lavinia, holding the summoning card I obtained from clearing the tutorial dungeon. Presently, I am in my adult form.

"Ko-kun, what's that card?" Lavinia asked, her curiosity evident as she pointed at the sudden appearance of the card in my hand.

"It's a summoning card. It will let us summon someone who might join us in our home to stay with us," I replied.

"So new family?!" Lavinia asked excitedly.

I nodded in response to Lavinia's excitement.

"Yes, potentially a new family member," I confirmed, holding the summoning card with a mix of anticipation and uncertainty. The card's gacha function meant it could summon anyone, and my luck with gacha had always been questionable. The prospect of summoning someone unexpected, perhaps even eccentric, loomed over me. The fear of summoning someone like Puri-puri Prisoner sent shivers down my spine, my body involuntarily reacting to the unsettling possibility.

An angel like Lavinia will gladly accept someone like him. But the mere thought of expending my precious summoning card on such a choice was both infuriating and disappointing. Gacha had never been my preference, and this unexpected dilemma only intensified my distaste for the unpredictable outcomes it brought.

"[Kouske! Don't worry about all that and just inject your mana.]" Clarice's optimistic encouragement resonated in my mind.

"Just get on with it without dawdling," urged Vritra, prompting me to proceed swiftly.

Their contrasting but straightforward advice compelled me to focus on the task at hand and inject mana into the summoning card without further hesitation.

After a moment of gathering myself, I infused the card with mana. It responded with a luminous flash, hovering in front of me. Lavinia observed the spectacle with sparkling eyes.

Subsequently, the familiar blue summoning circle of the system materialized, and from its ethereal glow, a figure emerged, marking the culmination of the summoning ritual.

The figure materialized from the summoning circle, and as the radiant light subsided, a mysterious yet elegant presence stood before us. It was a woman with flowing silver hair and scarlet eyes, adorned in a meticulously designed maid uniform that exuded an air of sophistication. The aura of grace and mystery enveloped her, leaving an indelible impression on the hallway of our home.

'Is that Grayfia Lucifuge?!' I exclaimed, caught off guard by the striking resemblance. The shock rippled through me—why would Lucifer's wife be in my house? Questions about her identity, whether she was the same Grayfia or a doppelganger from another world, flooded my mind in rapid succession. However, as quickly as these thoughts arose, they dissipated when she gracefully introduced herself.

"Sakuya Izayoi, at your service," she spoke with a graceful bow, dispelling any doubt.

Indeed, she is Sakuya Izayoi from the illustrious Scarlet Mansion in the Touhou Project, recognized as the Perfect and Elegant Maid, often referred to as the Time-Stopping Maid. Gifted with the remarkable ability to halt or decelerate time, she seamlessly weaves her time magic into a breathtaking display of precise and elegant knife-throwing techniques, making her a captivating and formidable presence in the Touhou universe.

Most significantly, her unwavering loyalty to Remilia Scarlet in the Scarlet Mansion establishes her as an exceptionally trustworthy individual. If I remember correctly Grayfia's character was inspired by Sakuya.

Lavinia's eyes widened in awe, at seeing the elegant maid.

"Wow! She looks amazing! Can she stay with us, Ko-kun?" Lavinia asked, excitement evident in her voice.

'That was the entire reason for the summon,' I replied silently in my head.

"Welcome to our house, Izayoi-san. I'm Kouske Miyamura, and this is Lavinia Reni," I greeted Sakuya.

"Are you the one who summoned me?" Sakuya asked curiously.

"Yes," I replied.

"And the reason being?" Sakuya inquired.

I explained to her how I obtained a summoning card, which had the potential to summon just about anyone. As a result of the summoning ritual, she found herself summoned into our home.

"I understand," Sakuya replied very calmly.

"Then, do you have any problem living with us in this house, Izayoi-san?" I asked her, while Lavinia looked at her in nervous anticipation.

"I can live in this house as your maid. But you will have to call me Sakuya, as the master giving his maid so much respect is sometimes frowned upon," Sakuya replied.

"That's easy, Sakuya-san," I replied immediately in glee. Why would I refuse her generous offer like those betas?

After that, I showed her an empty room for her to stay. Then, I reverted to my younger form and started explaining to her about this world and my status as a half-devil. I also explained some of my powers and heritage.

At first, she was surprised to see me take a younger form, but in a private conversation away from Lavinia, I explained about my older soul and the ability to change my age at will. She, having seen many strange things in her life, easily accepted this revelation.

The reason for initially appearing as an adult was to create a lasting first impression. Recognizing that no one would take a child seriously, especially in a professional setting, I aimed to ensure she treated me accordingly due to being an adult.

Now, whenever she dealt with me, she would be aware that she was interacting with an adult rather than a child, even if I looked like this for the moment. It served as a precautionary measure against whoever might have been summoned through the card.

Her loyalty was also secured through the system, even though someone with her personality didn't necessarily need such measures. It wasn't a form of brainwashing by any means; she had the freedom to refuse to stay here, but she couldn't disclose any information about me. Clarice had explained this to me before – it was a precautionary measure.

It was quite late in the middle of the night, so we all went to sleep in our respective rooms. Sakuya didn't say anything after seeing Lavinia and me sleeping together. A small part of me kind of hoped she would join us.

43. Resilience Amidst Shadows and Whispers of Remembrance.

Omniscient POV

Saji Residence

In the quiet embrace of a traditional, somewhat weathered two-story building, a Japanese funeral ritual unfolded with the grace of somber tradition. The air was laden with the scent of incense, drifting between ancient wooden beams. Muted sunlight filtered through the papered shoji screens, casting a delicate glow on the gathered mourners dressed in respectful black attire. The room echoed with whispers and the soft rustle of silk as attendees paid their respects to the departed.

As the ceremony progressed, an air of suspense clung to the room, a poignant mix of grief and anticipation for what lay ahead. The rituals passed down through generations, unfolded like a carefully choreographed dance of tradition, embodying the delicate balance between life and death.

Now, as the traditional ceremony continued, Genshirou Saji's young heart bore the weight of grief and responsibility. In the midst of the mourning crowd, his small frame stood resilient, a determined spark in his eyes. He was no stranger to hardship, and despite the sorrow etched on his young face, an unwavering will to protect his siblings radiated from within.

Though still a child, he understood the gravity of the moment; his parents had really left them alone in this world. They died in a vehicular accident. But he could not break down in sorrow in front of his younger siblings. If he breaks down, who will be their shield?

Saji gazed at the flickering candles, the room filled with a solemn ambiance. As the priest chanted ancient verses, memories of laughter and warmth flooded his mind. His parents, now mere echoes in the corridor of time, left him with an emptiness he couldn't articulate.

"Stay strong, Saji. You're the man of the family now," whispered an elderly relative, a hand on Saji's shoulder, conveying both sympathy and a call to fortitude.

Saji's eyes locked onto the little Kaho and Gengo, his younger siblings who looked to him for reassurance. Amidst the palpable grief, a flicker of resolve ignited within him.

In the midst of the mourning crowd, Saji clutched the hands of the crying Kaho and Gengo, silently vowing to be the strength they needed. The weight of responsibility sat heavily on his small shoulders, but amidst the sorrow, he found the resilience to be the pillar his siblings could lean on.

As the ceremonial proceedings continued, Saji's grandfather, a figure of solace, approached them with open arms. "Come here, my dear ones," he said, embracing them with a warmth that transcended words. "I'll take care of you now."

The reassurance in his grandfather's embrace almost brought tears to Saji's eyes. However, in front of his grandparents, he still needed to stay strong. Grieving parents were hard for anyone to bear, especially grandparents witnessing the loss of their own child.

Yet, Saji held back his emotions, offering a silent promise to protect and provide for his siblings, a promise that echoed within the sacred space of the funeral ritual.

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Ryuga Tenjoin's POV

I've recently acquired information about Lavinia Reni, and there appears to be no evident connection to the Miyamuras. I don't know how Kouske-kun met Lavinia-san. But at least from my observations, she is a good child and doesn't seem to harbor any ill intentions toward him.

I also had the opportunity to meet the Azusawas, who are believed to be a family of youkais by the informants. Although I couldn't determine the specific type of youkais they are, my initial interaction with them suggested that they are friendly people. However, to gain a deeper understanding, further observation is necessary.

Kouske-kun's unnatural physical growth rate and his behavioral changes lead toward him coming in contact with the supernatural. I just hope he hasn't gotten into anything troublesome.

As I fixate on the image portraying two men immersed in cheerful laughter, a profound sense of nostalgia engulfs me. The delicate threads of sentiment tug at my emotions, and there's a subtle vulnerability in my eyes as if a few tears are poised to break free from their confines, reflecting the bittersweet beauty of the moment captured in that photograph.

"I apologize, Kaito. Regrettably, I couldn't prevent your son from delving into the supernatural, despite your aversion to such matters. At this moment, all I can offer is my sincere apology for falling short in my efforts."

As prominent figures in one of Japan's leading conglomerates, and possibly worldwide, we were aware of the supernatural world, engaging in frequent dealings with these enigmatic forces. Despite our awareness, Kaito held a distinct aversion to the egotistical and selfish nature of such entities.

Both our conglomerates, notably, had dealings with the Agares Devil Pillar House. Iselin, despite her cheerful demeanor, hailed from a supernatural background, shrouded in trauma that she never disclosed—leaving us to suspect a lineage of magicians.

Kaito's profound discomfort with the supernatural persisted, and he ardently wished to shield his family from entanglements with these forces. Regrettably, it appears I've faltered in upholding this desire, and the thought of facing him in the afterlife with this failure weighs heavily on my conscience, casting a somber shadow over my thoughts.

"What are you moping all alone in the darkness for, Ryuu-chan?" Sali suddenly startles me from behind.

"Nothing," I replied calmly.

"Don't think you can keep secrets from me. You were totally in a mopey mood just now, weren't you?" Sali quips, a cute pout playing on her face.

Keeping secrets from her was never an option; she had this uncanny ability to uncover everything. I'm genuinely grateful to have met her.

"Just reminiscing about the good old days. Kaito, Iselin, and us—always together. But human life is so fragile. A single accident snatched my lifelong friend away from me," I respond, a touch of nostalgia lingering in my words.

Sali suddenly pulls my head towards her and hugs me tightly to comfort me.

"Don't worry, Ryuu-chan. There's still so much ahead for us. Do you think Kaito and Iselin would want to see you like this?" Sali reassures though shadows of sadness linger on her face.

"A somber Ryuu-chan isn't cute at all~! I prefer your cool and composed side more~." Sali playfully remarks, her tone carrying a sultry note as affection sparkles in her eyes.

The atmosphere takes on a cozy and heated vibe. Our gazes lock, faces drawing closer...

Just as the moment intensifies, a knock on the door accompanied by Saki's voice interrupts us. Swiftly, we compose ourselves, attempting to regain a semblance of normalcy.

"What's going on, Saki-chan?" inquires Sali, her curiosity piqued, considering Saki's usual early bedtime.

Saki looked flustered and seemed to be hesitating to say something.

"Okaa-sama, Lavinia-san mentioned today that Kouske-san's birthday is on the 26th of October. I thought it would be nice to organize a grand celebration for him," Saki reveals after a moment.

Sali and I were pleasantly surprised to hear that. How could we forget about such a thing? I realize I need to pay more attention to that child. After all, children cherish celebrations, especially birthdays. In the absence of Kaito and Iselin, if we don't organize something for him, who else will?

"How could I have forgotten? We'll throw him one of the grandest parties ever, Saki-chan!" Sali responds with infectious enthusiasm.

"Nn. We'll organize a special one for him," I affirm.

As we delve into planning extravagant festivities, Kai intervenes, pointing out that given Kouske-kun's personality, he'd prefer a smaller, intimate gathering with close friends.

Reluctantly, we opt for a more modest celebration, yet I find solace in witnessing Saki forging a closer and supportive friendship with the child.

44. Sakuya's Breakfast, Saji's Struggles, and Unseen Bonds.

Kouske's POV

In the early morning, I am roused by the delightful sizzle emanating from the kitchen, a promising sign that someone is already busy preparing breakfast.

As I venture into the kitchen, I discover Sakuya orchestrating the morning feast. She's taken the initiative to rise before me, ensuring a delicious start to our day. With a keen awareness, she acknowledges my entrance.

"Good morning, Miyamura-sama. Please be patient; breakfast will be ready shortly," Sakuya greets me with a graceful bow, clad in her impeccable maid uniform.

"Morning, Sakuya-san. You can just call me Kouske, you know," I respond, aiming for a more casual interaction.

"No. A maid shouldn't directly address her master like that," Sakuya replies with unwavering poise.

"You did suggest a more casual approach yesterday. Seems only fair if you reciprocate," I quip, feigning a touch of hurt.

"Miyamura-sama, that's..." Sakuya is momentarily at a loss for words, navigating my unexpected playfulness.

"How about at least 'Kouske-sama' then?" I propose.

"Okay," after a contemplative pause, she concedes, adding a subtle touch of formality to my name.

"So, what are you cooking?" I asked curiously, my senses captivated by the appetizing aroma wafting through the air.

"Vegetable and Turkey Scramble," Sakuya responded.

[A/N: I actually made mistakes many times and wrote Grayfia instead of Sakuya. I mean, they look almost the same!? ﾟﾤﾣ]

I tried to recall some details about the dish. A nutritious breakfast, the Vegetable and Turkey Scramble, brings together lean ground turkey, vibrant bell peppers, tomatoes, onions, and fresh greens like spinach or kale. Seasoned with herbs and spices, it offers a perfect fusion of protein, vitamins, and minerals. Whether served on whole grain toast or in a wrap, it promises a delicious and balanced start to the day.

"Let me help you cook, Sakuya-san," I said, enthusiasm bubbling in my voice.

"That won't be necessary, Kouske-sama. It is a maid's duty to cook," Sakuya firmly refused.

"I also want to cook, though..." I stated, my gaze unwavering.

"But..."

I, for one, wasn't going to step back from this. How could I ever think of rivaling Emiya if I just stopped cooking from now on?

"I always cook as a hobby. Are you going to deny me my leisure?" I spoke seriously, locking eyes with her.

I am serious about my cooking.

Sakuya looked conflicted but relented nonetheless.

"Then you can help me by starting with chopping tomatoes," Sakuya said.

As I deftly chopped the tomatoes, Sakuya observed my proficiency, nodding in approval.

Sakuya:"Impressive knife skills, Kouske-sama."

Kouske: "Thanks! I've spent quite a bit of time in the kitchen."

I reflected on the countless moments I've spent in kitchens, spanning both this life and my previous one.

Our culinary collaboration continued seamlessly. I handled the veggies, and Sakuya masterfully tended to the turkey and spices.

Kouske: "So, Sakuya-san, any secret ingredients you add to make it special?"

Sakuya:"A touch of love and attention, Kouske-sama."

I looked at her incredulously for a moment, and then she giggled, hand covering her mouth. It seemed she was joking, finally loosening up a bit.

As the delightful aroma filled the kitchen, the symphony of sizzling ingredients neared its crescendo.

Sakuya: "The dish is almost ready. Could you set the table, Kouske-sama?"

Kouske: "Sure thing!"

Swiftly arranging plates and utensils, I turned around to find Sakuya had already set the table with grace and elegance which left me in awe.

Kouske: "You are like a professional, Sakuya-san." I complimented her.

Well, it wasn't surprising for her to be this good.

Sakuya:"It's part of being a maid, Kouske-sama. Presentation is key."

The table was a masterpiece, and afterward, Sakuya went to wake up Lavinia, who was still fast asleep.

After a while, Lavinia emerged, having refreshed herself. Taking her seat, Sakuya skillfully presented a plate of delectable dishes.

Lavinia, captivated by the enticing aroma, eagerly expressed, "It smells delightful. Ko-kun, did you prepare this?"

"Sakuya-san actually prepared it; I merely assisted a bit," I explained.

"Kouske-sama, here," Sakuya offered, presenting a plate of food for me.

"Sakuya-san, you should join us at the table," I suggested, taking my seat while she remained standing.

"I will be fine eating after you two finish," Sakuya gracefully remarked.

"But we should all sit together and enjoy the meal together!" Lavinia insisted, casting an expectant look at her.

"You should join us. A meal is only truly enjoyable and fulfilling when shared with everyone," I added persuasively.

Under both of our persuasion, Sakuya took a seat beside us, graciously serving food as needed. Engaging in casual conversation, we enjoyed the exceptionally delicious meal, surpassing even my culinary skills.

"It was delish! But Ko-kun! You should have woken me up earlier. Then I could have also cooked alongside you two," Lavinia exclaimed, puffing her cheeks slightly.

It appears she's still eager to learn how to cook. Having Sakuya here feels like a stroke of luck. I could dump the responsibility to Sakuya to teach Lavinia how to cook, steering clear of any potential mishaps in a girl's cooking experiments.

"Sorry, Rey-chan~! I will wake you up next time. But before that, if you still want to learn cooking, then Sakuya-san can help you, right, Sakuya-san?" I suggested, directing my gaze toward Sakuya.

"I will be glad to help, Lavinia-sama," Sakuya replied with a slight smile adorning her face, still maintaining her stoic expression as she looked at Lavinia.

"Mou~! I told you to just casually call me Reni," Lavinia insisted, pouting once again. Well, she's still a child.

"Okay, Reni-chan," Sakuya replied.

It seems she didn't argue much when it came to her. Well, Rey-chan's undeniably cute as hell. No one can deny her any request.

After that, we met the Azusawas, and Sakuya-san was introduced as a maid and a human magician from Russia.

Aunt Arene was enthusiastically observing a stoic Russian maid for the first time. After our training finished, she took Sakuya with her to chat.

Then on our way to school, we encountered Saki, Rin, and another girl walking. It appears Saki occasionally prefers a more normal commute, and she approached us upon seeing us.

"Hello Kouske-san, Lavinia-san. It's nice meeting you here," Saki greeted us with a smile.

Behind her stood Rin and the new girl.

"Morning, Miyamura-sama," Rin greeted in her own way.

"Hello, everyone," I replied as Lavinia engaged in enthusiastic conversation with them.

Soon, she also noticed the new girl, who seemed to be hiding behind Rin. The timid type, with long blue hair, purple eyes, and glasses. Eye problems at such a young age? Poor thing.

"Hello. What's your name?" Lavinia asked, gently taking the girl's hand with a warm smile.

"F-fujisaki A-aya! Hee!" She stammered in reply and retreated behind Rin to hide.

She reminds me a bit of Gasper with her behavior. Ah, she's that glasses girl from Saki's clique. If I recall correctly, before meeting Saki, she used to be bullied by the boys, and Saki was the one who saved her alongside Rin. It must be why she's like this. It seems to be a recent event, and she's likely still a bit traumatized, explaining her scared reaction to me.

"Please don't mind her. This girl is a bit shy," Rin explained on her behalf.

I greeted her as well, and they continued chatting among themselves. However, one person remained silent and uninvolved. I glanced at Asagi, who had her cheeks puffed up. Saki, noticing my glance, subtly directed her head towards Asagi.

With a mocking undertone, Saki said, "Oh, Azusawa-san! You were here! Sorry, I didn't notice you before."

This remark visibly angered Asagi.

Saki is undoubtedly kind, but she can be extremely petty and competitive. Given that Asagi previously ignored Saki's attempt to befriend her, this seems like her way of seeking revenge. Saki appears to have enlisted Rin and Lavinia in her words, momentarily diverting their attention from Asagi. Despite her young age, Saki is a meticulous girl with excellent grades, demonstrating her ability to work hard for what she wants.

Rin appeared to notice just now and looked apologetic toward Asagi. Asagi-chan should start being more honest; otherwise, more incidents like this might occur. I didn't intervene, understanding that none of them had malicious intentions. Lavinia skillfully steered the conversation back on track as we all reached home, chatting happily.

Lavinia and Aya separated, belonging to different classrooms. Lavinia, being our senior, and Aya coming from a different class.

During homeroom, the teacher informed us about Saji's absence today and the tragic news of his parents' death. Although I doubt most in the class fully comprehend the meaning of death as they all are still children, it's revealed that Saji's parents have already passed away in an accident.

He and his siblings are expected to be adopted by his grandfather soon. Unfortunately, the elderly grandfather also doesn't have much time left, maybe a few more years or so according to my memories. Saji's hardships are likely to begin soon without having an adult figure in the family.

In reality, even if Saji lusted after Sona's body the same way Issei did for Rias's, he was far better than Issei and he proved to be far more respectful and deserving of admiration.

Despite adopting a somewhat delinquent persona in the future, Saji stands out as one of the best brothers one could imagine and he worked far harder than anyone else to fulfill Sona's dream.

His dedication and hard work, especially after acquiring all the four main Vritra Sacred Gears, set him apart. It's worth noting that his growth was hindered only because his original main Sacred Gear was Absorption Line instead of the other three.

Ddraig even complemented Saji for his obsession that lets him force his way through any hardship that presumably came from being the host of an Evil Dragon King.

I guess, I kinda feel bad about him. Even in my conversation with Vritra before, she affirmed that he's a remarkably decent host, drawing from my own memories.

Considering this, I'm contemplating the idea of offering anonymous financial support to him. Additionally, I plan to present him with a good Sacred Gear, one that might capture Sona's attention and enhance his ability to support her in the future.

These considerations occupied my thoughts as the class commenced. Deciding to postpone these plans, I reminded myself that the day after tomorrow is the day when I will meet Cleria and her peerage members again.

45. Reunion with the Cleria Peerage.

Kouske's POV

Today marks the anticipated meeting with Cleria and her Peerage. Cloaked in my Akatsuki attire, I grasp a leaflet bearing the Belial Summoning Circle—a unique twist as it now serves as an invitation, promising a direct teleportation to Belial's domain.

"Kouske-sama, I still believe I should accompany you," Sakuya voices, her concern evident from the sidelines.

Her concern stems from my recent discussions about the devils, and their notorious reputation amplifies her worry. However, bringing Sakuya along could complicate matters and pose a risk to maintaining our secret identities, especially considering her unique and distinctive appearance which would undoubtedly attract attention.

"Don't worry, Sakuya. I'll be fine. The devils likely won't pose a threat, and if needed, I can summon you directly or escape to the Demiplane," I reassure her, aiming to alleviate her concerns.

I've utilized taming on her, and we entered into a 50-50 contract, mutually agreed upon. This agreement ensures a perpetual connection between us—we can communicate through telepathic links, always know each other's locations, and summon one another at will.
Interestingly, the reverse function of the 50-50 contract allows her to summon me as well, a feature that surprisingly adds a positive dimension to our bond.

It's not a drawback; in fact, it proves beneficial. A similar contract was established with Lavinia, and witnessing her joy at constantly sensing my presence and engaging in playful telepathic conversations was heartening. As long as they are content, all seems well.

To share more of my world with them, I provided both with a small tour of the Demiplane. Unsurprisingly, they were both astonished by the unparalleled uniqueness of the Demiplane, especially the diverse array of otherworldly fauna that captured their fascination.

Having reassured Sakuya, I channeled my magic into the leaflet. The magic circle on it ignited with an ethereal ash-gray glow. As the Belial magic circle materialized beneath me, its arcane energy whisked me away, depositing me in front of a formidable iron door.

In an instant, an elderly man with snow-white hair, dressed in a refined butler outfit, promptly appeared to open the door. With a low, courteous bow, he gestured for me to enter.

Observing his measured steps as he approached, it became evident that he was not just a butler; undoubtedly, he carried the air of a seasoned warrior, likely a skilled swordsman.

Following his lead, I was ushered into the grand mansion. In the hall, Cleria and her peerage awaited, creating an atmosphere of anticipation.

As I entered, my gaze met theirs, yet my facial features remained stoic. I strolled through the hall with a serene and monotonous expression, giving off an air of enigmatic composure.

Omniscient POV

While awaiting Akatsuki, the atmosphere buzzed with conversation among those gathered inside.

Mark, the lively and youthful member, couldn't contain his curiosity." Hey, Navi-nee. Will that person really come? You sure about that, right?" he inquired with eager anticipation.

Mark, a vibrant young man in his early 20s, stood out as one of the youngest in the group, alongside his younger sister.

Navirose, displaying a touch of annoyance, responded to Mark's inquiry, "Tch! How would I know? I did my job to invite him. Now, it's up to him if he comes or not. Don't be so impatient. You'll know when he arrives," her scolding tone momentarily dampening Mark's enthusiasm.

"Now, now, Navi-chan. No need to scold him for that," remarked Rangiku, holding a liquor bottle in her hand, injecting a note of casual reassurance into the atmosphere.

Rangiku, already indulging in liquor early in the morning, seemed to be embracing a rather unconventional start to the day.

With a hand poised on her nodachi, Navirose retorted, "Don't call me 'chan' and what's with your outfit? Can't you look decent for once?" Her words carried a hint of disapproval, emphasizing a desire for a more dignified demeanor.

Despite being close friends even before joining Cleria's peerage, Rangiku's constant teasing always managed to irritate Navirose. Their friendship seemed to involve a dynamic of playful banter that tested Navirose's patience.

"What's wrong with these clothes?" remarked a not-so-sobered Rangiku, lifting the fabric around her chest area with a mischievous grin.

Her loose kimono hinted at a generous display, injecting a provocative element into the banter.

As the scene unfolded, Mark experienced a dangerous nosebleed, leaving him feeling a bit light-headed.

Maria, typically reserved but now concerned, hurried to her brother's side. "Nii-san! Close your eyes," she insisted, using her hands to shield Mark from seeing anything inappropriate, adding a touch of protective care to the lively atmosphere.

"Ha ha ha!"

Rangiku, unfazed by Mark's predicament, just burst into laughter, adding a carefree vibe to the atmosphere despite the unfolding commotion.

*Sigh*

"Can't you all control yourselves? Hiroshi-san informed me that Akatsuki's already here," Cleria stated, her calm words carrying a tone of authority that immediately silenced the banter, prompting everyone to shift to a more serious demeanor.

As Akatsuki entered, all eyes were fixated on him. The familiar figure was dressed in the same black attire, yet with new streaks of white adding a subtle variation to his appearance, capturing the attention of everyone present.

But Navirose, more surprised than anyone, observed Akatsuki's deep blood-red eyes scanning them in an instant.

The crimson gaze held a mysterious intensity, marking a notable change from the deep ocean blue she remembered from their previous encounter, prompting her to question which one was the real color.

"Greetings. I am Cleria Belial," Cleria expressed with a low, polite bow, her tone laced with courtesy. "You have my utmost gratitude for what you did before."

Akatsuki responded in a monotone voice, "You don't have to be so thankful. I already gave my reason to your knight."

"I've heard from her. But if there's anything you want help with, I will do my best to assist you," Cleria declared resolutely, extending her willingness to support.

Akatsuki considered her offer, replying, "I will hold onto your offer for now," maintaining a measured tone that hinted at a reserved acceptance.

"Alright, allow me to introduce you to my peerage members," Cleria stated.

"She's Rangiku Matsumoto, my Queen piece," Cleria pointed out, indicating a woman flaunting her provocative curves in a loose kimono, a liquor bottle casually in hand, embodying a hint of audacious charm.

"Hello, handsome~" the woman greeted flirtatiously.

Cleria continued, "The one who led you inside is my Knight, Hiroshi Kamiya. You have already met my other Knight, Navirose Celcia," providing brief introductions to her trusted peerage members.

"Those two over there, whom you saved, are Mark Smith and Maria Smith, my Rook and Bishop pieces, respectively," Cleria explained.

Mark, displaying his lively demeanor, enthusiastically waved his hand and greeted, "Hey, man!" adding a touch of friendliness to the introduction.

"H-hello. T-thank you again for the help..." Maria greeted, her voice barely audible without enhanced hearing. Akatsuki strained to catch her words, but the end of her sentence remained elusive.

Cleria concluded the introductions, saying, "That girl sitting in the corner is Juvia Lockser, my other Bishop."

Akatsuki turned his attention to the slender teenager with azure blue hair, midnight blue eyes, snow-white skin complexion, and a curvaceous figure.

Juvia was engrossed in a book, reading quietly in the corner of the room.

"As I said before, I'm Akatsuki. It's nice meeting you all," Akatsuki greeted, sensing the collective gaze fixed upon him, yet choosing not to delve into further details about himself.

Curiosity flickered in Akatsuki's eyes as he observed Rangiku and Juvia, a fleeting sense of familiarity crossing his mind. Swiftly dismissing the thought, he refocused on the impending tasks at hand.

Cleria extended a gracious gesture by offering Akatsuki an array of delicacies and tea, a thoughtful presentation orchestrated by her knight cum butler, Hiroshi.

Amidst the casual indulgence in snacks, Cleria unveiled a few meticulously organized briefcases, each containing a substantial sum of cash.

"Here, there are 500 million dollars in these," she declared, presenting the cases to Akatsuki, who accepted the considerable amount without a hint of reservation.

As the weighty sum changed hands, Akatsuki couldn't help but contemplate, 'It seems she's offering a more substantial reward than what two Phoenix Tears would fetch on the black market. Not that I would oppose this.'

His internal musings reflected a pragmatic acknowledgment of the lucrative opportunity presented by Cleria.

Following the exchange of resources, Cleria took a moment to present a significant token—an ornate medal bearing the distinguished Belial crest.

She explained that it served as tangible proof, symbolizing the commitment of the Belial Clan to assist Akatsuki with a task within their capabilities. The medal, gleaming with significance, marked a formal pledge of support from the influential clan.

"Is the Belial Clan supportive of your choice? Don't get me wrong, but you are not from the main family, right?" Akatsuki inquired, seeking assurance regarding the legitimacy and weight of the token within the Belial Clan.

Cleria, unfazed by the question, responded, "It's okay. I had talks with my Uncle and Aunt, Lord and Lady Belial. They have given me their consent," assuring Akatsuki of the familial backing behind her decisions. Her calm reply conveyed a sense of trustworthiness and legitimacy.

"Then, I will gladly take it," Akatsuki affirmed, discreetly placing the token in his inventory without the others noticing.

[A/N: What do you want Akatsuki to get from the Belial Clan? Also, adding the fact if he saves Cleria's life...I'm open to suggestions for now.]

Subsequently, they engaged in various casual conversations, allowing Akatsuki to learn more about the members of the Belial's peerage.

The exchange of words offered a glimpse into the dynamics and personalities within the group, fostering a sense of camaraderie beyond the initial formalities.

Mark's particularly friendly demeanor resonated with Akatsuki, bringing a hint of happiness at the prospect of forming his first-ever genuine male friendship in this unfamiliar world.

Maria, on the other hand, remained consistently shy and timid in Akatsuki's presence, creating a dynamic that added a touch of innocence to their interactions.

In contrast, Rangiku adopted a more casual and flirtatious approach, using suggestive looks and tones to engage with Akatsuki. Her playful manner injected a sense of lightheartedness into the atmosphere, creating a diverse array of interactions within the Belial's peerage.

Juvia, while reserved in conversation, emanated a captivating beauty that spoke volumes despite her limited words.

Amidst the camaraderie, both Navirose and Hiroshi expressed a desire to spar with Akatsuki. Even Mark, enthusiastic as ever, declared his interest in a friendly bout. However, Cleria swiftly intervened, designating Akatsuki as an esteemed guest for the day and advising against a fight at that moment.

Akatsuki gracefully accepted, promising to engage in sparring with them on another occasion. The prospect of future battles lingered in the air, adding an undercurrent of anticipation to the friendly gathering.

During his stay, a thoughtful silence enveloped the topic of Akatsuki's displayed powers, a collective decision made to spare their savior any discomfort. This unspoken consideration didn't go unnoticed by Akatsuki, fostering a newfound appreciation for the Belial's peerage.

As the evening unfolded, filled with heartfelt conversations and a hearty lunch, Akatsuki received an invitation to return whenever he pleased. Expressing his gratitude, he promised to visit them again, solidifying the bonds forged during this unexpected encounter.

Overall, Akatsuki left with a positive impression of the Cleria Peerage. Content with the camaraderie and hospitality extended to him, he concluded the evening by teleporting back to his residence, carrying with him the memories of a newfound connection in this intriguing world.

When he arrived home, Sakuya and Lavinia awaited him with concern evident in Sakuya's voice as she inquired, "Are you alright? How did everything go with the Belials?"

"I'm fine. The meeting went well. They gave me 500 million dollars and this token," Kouske replied, showcasing the money and the token to his companions.

"That's a lot of money, Ko-kun!" exclaimed Lavinia, astounded by the substantial sum she saw for the first time in her life.

Chuckling, Kouske reassured her, "Ha ha! Don't be surprised so easily. We are actually already pretty rich, you know." His laughter carried a sense of ease and familiarity with the wealth they possessed.

While Sakuya contemplated the use of the potions Kouske had provided, he assured her that he had ample access to them. She decided to use them judiciously, recognizing their value but exercising moderation.

Subsequently, Kouske shared the results of the meeting, portraying the members of the Belials as genuinely pleasant individuals, at least for the present moment.

The exchange with the peerage left a positive impression on him, and he relayed the encounter to Sakuya and Lavinia, weaving a narrative of newfound connections in this fantastical world.

46. Blades and Banter: A Blacksmith's Tale.

Omniscient POV

Kouske stood before the anvil, a raw piece of iron beckoning him into the realm of blacksmithing. The forge crackled with the warmth of anticipation, an eager witness to the symphony of metal and determination about to unfold.

He contemplated the length of the blade, casting a critical eye over the iron. "Not too short, not too long," he reasoned, envisioning a blade that would dance with both versatility and control.

As the forge roared to life, Kouske observed the iron's changing hues, a visual symphony signaling its readiness. With tongs in hand, he gingerly immersed the metal into the heart of the flames, allowing it to absorb the searing heat.

"The soul of a blade lies in the heat it endures," he murmured, acknowledging the delicate dance between forging and burning. "Too cool, and it won't yield. Too hot, and it loses its essence."

[How would you know that? You've never forged anything before], Clarice threw a jab, challenging Kouske's newfound wisdom.

Choosing to ignore Clarice, he immersed himself in his own musings.

"Every swing counts," he muttered, recalling the advice of seasoned blacksmiths, conveniently found in a book that definitely didn't come from a nearby convenience store. "Precision begins with understanding the fundamentals."

Clarice: [Stop with the weird monologue!]

Once the iron glowed a perfect orange, Kouske withdrew it from the forge, imaginary beads of sweat forming on his brow. With rhythmic precision, he began shaping the blade, each strike echoing through the forge.

"Balance is crucial," he thought, considering weight distribution. "A blade should be an extension of the wielder, not a burden."

As he was immersed in his own musings, sparks flew (with chunks of broken iron) as he hammered the iron precisely (cracks started opening on the anvil), following the guidance of the "definitely not store-bought" book.

Clarice: [Kouske! You're breaking the iron and cracks are opening on the anvil.]

"..."

Clarice: [Kouske? Hey! Don't just ignore me. Answer me!]

The anvil reverberated as he worked, adjusting the length and thickness, striving for a harmonious blend of strength and agility. The tang, often overlooked, received careful attention to ensure a solid foundation.

"A sword is an extension of oneself," Kouske mused, appreciating the significance of the crafting process. "It must feel right in the hand, an ally in the chaos of battle."

The quenching bath awaited, a moment of truth. Kouske plunged the blade into the water, steam rising with a hiss. Upon inspection, he noted crude imperfections – uneven edges, a slightly skewed balance, and SEVERAL cracks.

"A novice's work," he admitted, his face now a shade of crimson, acknowledging the room for improvement. "But every flaw is a lesson, and every lesson refines the craft."

Vritra: "Kid, I know it's your first time forging, and you're excited, but this sword is beyond salvageable. Don't hide your embarrassment."

Clarice: [Ha ha ha! That was funny, Kouske! Seeing you so seriously, but the result was less than mediocre! Ha ha ha!]

Hearing their words, Kouske's embarrassment deepened.

Kouske(yelled out): "Just forget this ever happened!"

'I'll have to find an actual blacksmith to learn from,' he mused, using Time Magic to mend the anvil and restore it to its former self.

With determination etched across his face, Kouske would continue his journey into the realm of smithing, ready to learn, adapt, and forge blades that would one day bear witness to the evolution of his skill.

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Kouske's POV

After what felt like an eternity in the smithy, I emerged to find Sakuya approaching with a bounty of snacks in hand.

Sakuya: "Is your work done, Kouske-sama?"

"U-um. Yes. It's done. Let's go back to the main house," I stammered, hastily sidestepping the echoes of my forging blunder.

Now, you really can't blame me! A weapon is a man's romance. I might have been a tiny bit too enthusiastic about crafting. Just a smidge. Okay?!

Sakuya offered an understanding look that I wasn't entirely thrilled about, and we made our way back to the main house, leaving the smithy and its questionable results in the past.

Upon returning, I found Rurune engaging in playtime with both Lavinia and Rin.

Rurune, the dog we'd helped find a home for, happened to end up with a sweet old grandma who turned out to be my neighbor. After hours of searching, we'd found a home for Rurune with her, and now she visited quite often.

Lavinia adored her, showering Rurune with constant hugs and kisses. Rin, on the other hand, occasionally dropped by to check on her, not at my house but at the grandma's place. Sometimes, though, Rurune decided to bring Rin along for a surprise visit.

It's like a little furry family reunion, and despite the forging fiasco—no smoke, no fire, just an almost-broken anvil(Nothing too serious. It can happen to anyone!)—the sight of Rurune, Lavinia, and Rin having their own version of quality time brought a reluctant smile to my face.

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It's been a few days since my encounter with the Cleria Peerage, and we'll all be transitioned to the next class in school after the final test. On a different note, Irina joined our school this time of the year, just before the exams thrilled to spend more time with us(me). I don't know how the school let her do that.

Interestingly, Issei seemed a bit melancholic as one of his close 'male' friends bid farewell. Funny guy, isn't he? They are still neighbors. So they would still get to meet each other.

Currently, I find myself in the dungeon, specifically the Forest Zone. Meanwhile, I've dispatched Lavinia and Momo to the Tutorial Slime Dungeon, with Sakuya accompanying them to ensure their safety.

I acquired 'Marionette Mastery (E+)' from Lavinia. Although not a power of the Longinus Absolute Demise, it was embedded in the core of the Sacred Gear, transforming it into an Independent Type Sacred Gear.

In return, I granted Lavinia 'Time Manipulation (E+)' from my skillset. Unfortunately, due to my limited strength, I couldn't provide the A rank version. It's a downgraded version, but I believe Lavinia will evolve and utilize it effectively over time.

From Sakuya, I obtained her impressive 'Knife Throwing Technique'. Interestingly, she wanted to acquire 'Wind Manipulation' a skill that would complement her knife-throwing abilities.

Despite Sakuya's considerable power advantage, both the skills I received, like the 'Knife Throwing Technique' and the one I bestowed upon her, 'Wind Manipulation' settled at the E+ rank.

My apologies for not being stronger Sakuya; nevertheless, there's room for improvement.

So, I'll be dedicating some time to practicing my new skills, aiming to gain better control over them. The plan is to familiarize myself with these abilities and perhaps venture into the realm of monster taming once I feel confident and accustomed to their nuances.

Omniscient POV

As he delved deeper his first adversary emerged from the dense foliage—a Gloomroot Spriggan, its eyes glinting with malevolence. Reacting swiftly, Kouske summoned a Whirlwind Shield to deflect the vines attempting to penetrate his defenses. With Flash Step, he closed the distance and unleashed a barrage of slashes, effortlessly cutting through the creature's bark-like exterior. The Gloomroot Spriggan crumpled, defeated.

As Kouske pressed on, the Thornshade Panther slinked from the shadows. Its venomous claws gleamed ominously. Channeling his agility, Kouske performed a series of Cloud Steps, avoiding the panther's advances.

Employing a swift and calculated maneuver, Kouske adeptly utilized the Absorption Line to halt the adversary's movements. As he systematically absorbed the creature's powers, progressively neutralizing its capabilities. Following this precise action, Kouske used Gravity Manipulation, orchestrating a controlled descent under the intensified influence of gravitational forces. Thus completely crushing it into a paste.

In the depths of his exploration, Kouske encountered a horde of Goblins characterized by grotesque features, armed with rusted knives, bows, and swords. Reacting swiftly to their aggressive approach, Kouske invoked his Marionette Mastery skill, causing ethereal strings to emerge from his fingertips. These strings deftly entered the bodies of nearby Goblins, enabling Kouske to exert full control over them. Exploiting this advantage, he orchestrated an internal conflict, compelling the Goblins to turn against one another.

Seizing the moment, Kouske, utilizing his bloodline ability, fashioned knives with precision and accuracy. These knives found their mark, systematically targeting the hearts of the Goblins in a relentless onslaught. The skirmish persisted until Kouske successfully neutralized every member of the Goblin horde.

Continuing his exploration, Kouske systematically amassed a collection of monster corpses. Diverging from the dungeons in Danmachi, these dungeons left behind tangible remains of defeated creatures. Kouske diligently added these carcasses to his inventory, recognizing their utility as harvestable materials for diverse purposes.

In a subsequent encounter with Mossveil Basilisks, Kouske opted for a different approach, choosing to tame them after emerging victorious. This strategic decision yielded the acquisition of the 'Petrification(E+)' skill from the Basilisks.

Expanding his repertoire, he faced Phantom Nymphs and Vorpal Viper Vines, successfully taming them to gain 'Illusion Manipulation(E+)' and 'Camouflage(E+)' skills, respectively.

The synergistic effect of 'Camouflage(E+)' is seamlessly integrated with Kouske's existing abilities. Notably, it enhanced his Dark Curtain(D) skill to a heightened level, now manifesting as 'Dark Curtain(D+)'.

His status evolved through all these encounters but not enough to elevate his overall level.

Kouske's current status:

Basic Information:
-Kouske Miyamura
- Race: Human-Dragon Hybrid
- Age: 7 years

Attributes:
- Strength (Str): E+
- Endurance (End): E+
- Agility (Ag): E+
- Mana: D-

Skills:
- Summoning
- Taming
- Hypnosis (D)
- Body Transformation (E+)
- Teleportation (D)
- Memory Manipulation (D)
- Dark Curtain (D+)
- Senbonzakura
- Flash Step
- Cloud Steps
- Whirlwind Shield (E+)
- Skill Sharing (D+)
- Sense Sharing
- Mutated Sabnock Bloodline (A+)
- Metamorphic Mastery (B+)
- Ethereal Doppelgängers (B+)
- Demiplane (A+)
- Falna (C)
- Cognizance Nexus (D+)
- Time Magic (A)
- Gravity Manipulation (C)
- Search (D)
- Touki (C)
-Knife Throwing Technique(E+)
-Marionette Mastery(E+)
- Illusion Manipulation (E+)
- Petrification (E+)

Currently Shared Skills:
- Wind Manipulation (Hawks)
- Darkness Manipulation (Noctis)
- Ice Manipulation (Slime)
- Fire Manipulation (Slime)
- Water Manipulation (Slime)
- Earth Manipulation (Slime)
-Knife Throwing Technique (Sakuya)
-Marionette Mastery (Lavinia)
-Petrification (Mossveil Basilisk)
-Illusion Manipulation (Phantom Nymphs)
-Camouflage (Vorpal Viper Vines)

Items in Effect:
- Vritra's Sacred Gear (B+)
- Fountain of Youth (A)
- Condicarment (Bracelet) (C)

Resistance:
- Poison Resistance (E+)

Points: 545500

Overall Power: E+

Content with his recent acquisitions and mindful of their need for growth, Kouske decided to recall all his familiars currently engaged in battles across different locations within the area as he prepared to leave the dungeon.

47. Riser's humiliation and Sona's inquisitiveness.

Omniscient POV

Underworld

In a dark grand room, a petite 8-year-old girl, with her short black hair in a bob cut, and violet eyes, peacefully rests on the bed.

She's Sona Sitri, the only heir of the Sitri Clan. She woke up with a cute moan while spreading her hands.

"Nnnn.."

Upon waking, she adheres to a rigorous routine—studying, refining noble etiquette, delving into politics, and immersing herself in the vast Sitri Clan library. Despite the apparent weight for a young girl, as the Sitri heir, she strives to excel in every aspect. Her exceptional genius, a rarity seen once in several centuries, propels her to work even harder.

After a tough day of work, she only has a bit of time for herself, and she spends it playing with friends.

Currently, she's in the Gremory Clan's territory, playing chess with her best friend Rias Gremory, who's the heir of the clan.

Rias Gremory, 8 years old, has crimson-red hair and blue eyes.

"...and checkmate. That's a win for me, Rias," declares Sona, wearing a smug expression.

Rias pouts, conceding defeat. "I'll definitely defeat you someday," she declares with determination.

Sona smirks, enjoying Rias' annoyance.

"So, how are things going on your end?" inquires Sona, showing concern for her friend.

"What do you mean?" asks Rias, tilting her head in confusion.

"Riser... I'm asking about him. Was he really that bad of a person?" Sona queries with curiosity.

"Of course! He's just the worst. I feel suffocating just sharing the same room as him," exclaims Rias, scowling as if recalling something unpleasant.

"I just can't understand why Otou-sama would arrange a marriage contract with him for me," she says, a mix of sadness and frustration evident in her tone as she reflects on her own father's decision.

Her kind father recently arranged a marriage contract for her with Riser Phenex, the third son of the Phenex Clan. The revelation took her by surprise, and she wasn't the least bit happy about it. Despite being only 16, Riser was widely known throughout the Underworld as a notorious womanizer, a trait that Rias despises. On top of that, he's extremely arrogant.

"You know, Rias, it's for the betterment of the Underworld," says Sona while also expressing concern.

As pure-blood devils, they have a duty to ensure the purity within the devil lineage and prevent its decline. Marrying another pure-blood devil is to secure the legacy of the last remaining Pillar Clans, preventing them from going extinct like many others.

"But why does it have to be him of all people? He's a disgusting pervert and an arrogant asshole. Do you know how he was leering at me at the restaurant that day?" Rias says it with a hint of venom.

"Really?! Is that why you did that?" Sona asks curiously, pondering the incident.

The incident has become infamous throughout the Underworld, particularly among the Pillar Clans.

One month ago, Rias and Riser, both pure devils, were supposed to meet at a luxurious hotel in the Underworld to get to know each other better. What was meant to be a fancy date turned into a disaster.

After just five minutes of their meeting, Rias Gremory threw a glass full of water at Riser Phenex and walked away, leaving him shocked and humiliated. The incident turned into a major scandal, circulating on DeviNet and even among other supernaturals. The reputation of the Phenex Clan took a hit, and Riser became a laughing stock worldwide, while Rias was labeled a snobby brat.

Zeoticus Gremory, the current head of the Gremory Clan, formally apologized to the Phenex Clan for the blatant disrespect, but Rias firmly declined to offer any sort of apology. Despite this, the relationship between the two clans remains intact. The incident became sensational news, with the media discussing it widely.

But thanks to the Phenex Clan's second son, who heads the biggest media company in the Underworld, the scandal quickly died down on DeviNet, and another topic took its place. However, it's undeniable that Riser Phenex will find it harder to regain his pride in the Underworld for at least a few years. Nobles don't easily forget such incidents, and he'll have to prove himself to stand tall again.

"Yes. He's disgusting. He even tried to take me to a room," says Rias angrily.

"What!? That's..." Now Sona was shocked, having never known Riser Phenex personally. She knows he's famous for being arrogant and a playboy, but would he leer at someone as young as Rias? She can't say for sure.

"Did he do something like that?" asks Sona, concerned for her friend.

"Yes! He 'suggested' we should change the place to be able to talk 'freely' 'away' from the 'crowd'," answers Rias immediately, a frown crossing her face as she recalls the incident.

"Oh," replies Sona, her thoughts now contemplating whether Riser explicitly meant to take Rias to a room or not. However, she realizes convincing her stubborn friend might be challenging, especially given Riser's reputation.

Hoping that the relationship between the two improves over time as they meet and understand each other better, Sona also acknowledges that Rias might have been a bit too quick to react in front of the other Pillar Descendants. She believes handling it differently could have been a better approach.

Sona just contemplates whether she might also be plunged into an unwanted marriage contract like Rias, expressing hope that it won't happen to her.

"Rias-sama, it's time for your lessons. And I believe Sona-sama also has her own lessons to attend to now," suddenly says Grayfia Lucifuge, the Strongest Queen of the Underworld and the Head Maid of the Gremory Clan.

"Mou~...Can't we play for a bit more? Please, Grayfia~" pleads Rias cutely.

"No. We're already an hour late. And someone from the Sitri House has also come to get Sona-sama," refuses Grayfia.

Hearing her words, Rias slumps in defeat and gets ready to endure those boring lectures.

"Then, I will leave now. See you later, Rias. Also, it was nice meeting you again, Grayfia-san. Bye," Sona bids her farewell to both of them.

After that, she is teleported to the Sitri House and sits through her studies while contemplating what her stance would be if she were in the same situation as Rias. However, as a pure-blood devil and the heiress, she acknowledges her duty to contribute to the devil race.

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Later that afternoon, Sona heads to the Human World to meet her friend and potential peerage member, Momo. Concerns about Momo's well-being have lingered for the past few months, prompting Sona to seek advice even from her quirky 'Onee-sama.' The advice hinted at a new male friend for Momo, but why should that be a cause for worry? Is this new acquaintance somehow mistreating or bullying her? [A/N: He is in one sense.?]

Determined to uncover the truth, Sona arrives unannounced. Unlike her usual practice of informing Momo in advance, today she opts for a covert approach. Aware that Momo tends to stay somewhere during this time after school each week, Sona intends to investigate and determine if it's related to her new friend.

So, Sona heads toward Momo's school as it's nearing the end of the school day. Among the many children emerging from the gate, she patiently waits until she spots Momo walking out, accompanied by three people. Observing from a distance, Sona begins to piece together the puzzle, her curiosity growing with each passing moment.

Noting the trio with Momo—a boy, and two girls—Sona observes as the group separates. The two girls head in a different direction, leaving Momo to walk with the boy. Sona takes notice as they proceed toward a location entirely opposite to Momo's usual route home. This deviation piques Sona's interest, prompting her to discreetly follow and unravel the mystery surrounding Momo's recent activities.

Unable to hear their conversation, Sona only observes as Momo's face is flushed red. Is it due to some sickness or embarrassment? Sona remains uncertain. Keeping a discreet distance, she wears a black mask and dark glasses, concealing her identity while maintaining her surveillance of Momo and the boy.

Despite the odd looks from the passersby, Sona finds herself a bit embarrassed yet secretly excited. Who wouldn't enjoy playing detective at least once in their life? She acknowledges her lack of a cap and a magnifying glass, lamenting the oversight in her preparation for this impromptu investigation. Nonetheless, her focus remains on unraveling the mystery surrounding Momo and the boy, undeterred by the curious glances from those around her.

Snapping out of her inner thoughts, Sona's attention is captured by the surprising sight of the blonde boy holding Momo's...HANDS?

Even if she knows it's not something explicitly lewd, Sona, who has never held a boy's hand her age, witnessing Momo holding hands with him causes her heart to skip a beat, and various thoughts race through her mind in that fleeting moment.

With a flushed face, Sona emerges from her reverie. After a few more minutes, she observes Momo and the boy entering a house together. Deciding to give them some space for now, Sona chooses to leave. She plans to return later and await Momo at her house, ready to question her about her mysterious relationship with the boy.

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Momo's POV

After my usual magical lessons and some training in the slime dungeon, I come home more exhausted than before. I don't know how Kouske-kun got hold of a place like that, but I do know it's not normal. Nevertheless, it's an amazing place.

The potions he provides are also incredible. Initially, I thought it was the famed Phenex Tears, but Kouske-kun said it was not. He mentioned it's something wholly new he created and asked me to keep quiet about them, a request I plan to oblige.

Spending time with him, I always end up discovering so many amazing things and places. The training is always challenging, but the most difficult part is Kouske-kun himself. I just can't keep calm when I'm around him.

Walking into my room with a slight warmth caressing my face, I find Sona sitting there, elegantly sipping tea. Her unexpected presence puzzles me a bit since she wasn't supposed to come today, and she didn't inform me beforehand.

When Sona saw me, she gave me a smile that somehow looked... scary? Her glasses were kind of shining. Was that a devil thing?

Sona: "Hello, Momo. How was your day today?"

Momo(nervously): "Umm,g-good? Were we supposed to meet today? I don't think I remember about it."

Sona (looking a bit hurt): "Do I always need to inform you just to come to see my friend?"

Momo: "N-no. It's not like that. I was just a bit surprised to see you suddenly here today."

Sona: "Let's play chess as we talk."

Playing chess with Sona is fun and all, but sometimes it's bothersome as she tends to go way beyond, always being so serious about chess. Especially today, when I'm so exhausted.

Momo (sighing): "How about we play tomorrow? I'm kinda tired right now."

Hearing that, Sona looked surprised and shocked? Her face was burning red. What is going on in her head?

Sona: "W-what were you doing to get so t-tired?"

Momo (tilting her head in confusion): "Nothing much. I just did some light exercises."

Sona (mumbling): "B-but you were with him... in his house."

Momo (confused): "What?"

What was she even saying?

Sona (loud): "I saw you going inside a boy's house! What were you doing?" says Sona with a large blush on her face.

I was surprised to hear her words, but then confused. Then, when I understood and realized that nerdy girls like Sona might be the lewdest in their imaginations.

Momo (embarrassed): "Kouske-kun and I are only friends! What are you even thinking?!"

Sona: "So his name is Kouske. Is he the reason why you have been behaving so oddly for a while?"

Momo (flustered): "What do you mean oddly? We are just FRIENDS!"

Sona (smirking): "I never said you were anything else though?"

Momo (looking a bit defeated): "Nn..."

Sona: "So what's with him and you? Is he blackmailing you?"

Momo: "NO! Why would he?"

Sona: "So he's your VERY CLOSE FRIEND that you always spend time with?"

...

After that, Sona started asking various questions, and in my hazy self, I ended up saying some things about him. About how he's a magician, and he's been teaching me magic. But nothing more!

Sona: "So, he's the reason your magic is increasing so rapidly. And he's already knowledgeable and talented enough to teach you himself. I would like to meet him."

Well, it's not that bad to let Sona meet him. Sona's not like other devils.

Momo: "OK. I will introduce you to him."

Sona (satisfied): "Nn. Now, let's play chess."

Momo (annoyed): "No! Tomorrow!"

48. Magic, Mischief, Forest Area Skirmish, and a Spicy Surprise.

Kouske's POV

Today has been quite busy. Momo just left, and Lavinia won't be home tonight; they're having a girls' night or something. Only Sakuya and I are here. I'm thinking of heading to the gangsters to check on their progress.

When I went there, they were having a party with alcohol, cigarettes, and all. As I approached, someone in their drunken state tried to stop me.

"Hey! Stop right there. Who are you, motherfucker!?" shouted a young teenage boy with a Sokuhatsu (Yakuza cut) haircut, and bloodshot eyes, probably from excessive drugs, as he caught and pulled on my shirt collar after spitting on the ground.

He seemed like a young enthusiast, eager to emulate the yakuza lifestyle, fueled by youth and hot blood. Not that I care.

I delivered a backhanded slap, snapping him out of his drunken stupor. A few teeth went flying. In the midst of his attempt to strike me again, the boss swiftly took notice, hurrying over and administering another slap to the young boy's opposite cheek. Horrified and dumbfounded, he was ushered away by the others.

"Sorry, boss! Forgive him. He's just a newcomer!" Yama pleaded, bowing his head nervously. Acknowledging Yama's usefulness, I decided to overlook the incident.

"How is your search progressing?" I inquired.

"We've been looking, but it's not easy. We may need more time. We're searching for that Asia Argento girl in every Vatican orphanage that would react to the device you gave us. But we still haven't found her; the same is true for the others. However, we are getting reactions to the device from many other different people," Yama explained.

"Oh. Who are they?" I asked.

"Umm... We haven't really kept their information," Yama admitted, looking down.

I raised my eyebrows at him, realizing it was my fault for not instructing them to inform me about others reacting to it.

"Find those people and let me know. And inform me promptly if you discover more," I instructed before leaving the place.

When I got home, Sakuya had already started making dinner, so I joined her in the kitchen. After enjoying our meal, we both headed to bed.

The next day, however, held a bit of a surprise.

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After having breakfast, I headed to school alone, knowing that Lavinia and the others would join me later.

After school, on my way home, Momo approached me.

"Kouske-kun! W-would you like to visit my house?" Momo asked, her face slightly red.

I was momentarily surprised, but then I realized it could be related to Sona. How could I not detect Sona's amateurish attempt to tail us yesterday?

"Sure," I said with a bright smile.

"Nn."

'I will be home late today,' I conveyed to Sakuya through our telepathic link.

'OK, Kouske-sama,' replied Sakuya in the same manner.

Her house was as big as I remember. The house was nicely furnished with fancy furniture, pictures, and some plants. It had a cozy feeling to it. But it was my first time coming inside.

When we arrived, some maids served us tea and snacks. It seems her parents are still at work and are not at home. After some time, she took me to her room.

"Kouske-kun, I want you to meet a friend of mine who wants to know you...But she's a... devil. Would you be willing to meet her?" asks Momo a bit meekly.

"Sure. I don't see a problem... as long as she doesn't try to take my soul!" I say, giving her a serious look, trying to calm her down a bit.

"N-no! She's not like that. She won't try anything like that... I think," says Momo hurriedly.

"Hmm... But why does she want to meet me?" I inquire.

"She's intrigued because she heard I was learning magic from you," Momo explains.

I give her an inquisitive gaze.

"I only mentioned our learning sessions. Nothing else!" she says, a bit flustered.

"It's okay, Momo-chan. Go ahead and call her," I reply with a kind smile.

"Then I will summon her," says Momo.

Then she brings out a pamphlet and directs magic through it as it lights up in bluish light with the Sitri Clan magic circle.

After a while, a cute young girl comes into view who is the younger version of Sona, which even I can tell at first glance, even though I'm seeing her for the first time.

"Hello. I'm Sona Sitri. Nice to meet you," says Sona as she maintains an elegant tone and posture.

While I, on the other hand, just stare at her. She looks cute. A chibi So-tan in Serafall's language. Her cheeks look so fluffy and bubbly. I just want to pinch them right now. Now, I understand why Sera was so obsessed with her. She's just so adorable trying to keep up the adult act.

"Hello. I'm Kouske Miyamura. It's nice meeting you." I say it with a smile.

"Nn."

"So, Sitri-san, what was it that you wanted to know about me?" I inquire.

"Miyamura-san, I heard that you were teaching Momo magic. But why is it that I can't sense any magic from you?" Sona asked skeptically.

I released a bit of my mana, reaching only the peak of Low-Class rank, still considerably high for our age. Sona seemed convinced that I wasn't deceiving her friend.

"May I ask where you learned magic? What's your affiliation?" Sona continued.

"You really ask a lot of questions for a first meeting," I bluntly remark with a raised look, making Sona a bit embarrassed.

"Umm... Sorry if it was inappropriate," says Sona, looking down.

"No, it's alright. About my affiliation, I'm from Akatsuki, if that satisfies your curiosity," I reply.

She looks satisfied and smiles, probably assuming it's a small-time ragtag group since she hasn't heard much of it... yet.

"Thank you for indulging me. Shall we make ourselves comfortable? How about playing a game? Chess, perhaps?" Sona suggests innocently.

Both Momo and I sigh simultaneously, earning us a furious look from Sona.

"But I do not know how to play chess," I admit, genuinely clueless about the game. I never once played chess in either this life or the previous one.

"It's alright. I will teach you. It's a great game," Sona says excitedly.

We spent the next few hours chatting and playing chess. The three of us engaged in casual conversation.

After enduring Sona's intense chess matches, I head back, having lost every single one. I must admit, that's one smug loli.

Losing to a little girl doesn't feel great, but unlike her, I don't take the game too seriously. After all, no one can be perfect at everything. I think to myself, attempting to most likely convince myself.

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I am having dinner at my house. Sakuya prepared curry—a bit spicy but undeniably tasty. I relish the bold flavor of the spices. Lavinia, on the other hand, while enjoying it, is huffing and puffing with tears forming in her eyes, yet persistently continues to eat. Sakuya is taking care of her. It's a slightly comedic scene.

It turns out Lavinia herself wanted to try ULTRA spicy curry and asked Sakuya specifically to make it. Upon my return, the food was already prepared, setting the stage for this amusing dining experience.

Observing Lavinia's reaction, it's clear she won't be attempting spicy foods for a while. She heads to bed early today, with Sakuya accompanying her. Meanwhile, I plan to go dungeon diving.

Before leaving, Sakuya handed me a warm cup of milk. Though I didn't react much, she must have known my insides were burning right now. As a dragon, I shouldn't be so pathetic. Silently, I thanked Sakuya.

Upon entering the dungeon, I begin hunting various monsters, deploying most of my familiars to hunt in groups across different locations, including the newly contracted ones from before.

The Forest Area is vast, and I'm still exploring its expanse. It contains humongous-sized trees and diverse fauna.

I utilize the opportunity to practice some of my new abilities, including Search, Touki, Marionette Mastery, and Gravity Manipulation. Marionette Mastery proves to be quite versatile; when I infuse mana into it, it becomes tougher and sharper, capable of cutting through most things. Touki is also impressive; even though I haven't achieved full control or leveled it up, it already enhances my physical power by up to 80%. Everything is going well.

*snap*

Suddenly, my vision turns behind me, accompanied by a solid snapping sound. It takes a moment to realize that it's my neck cracking. Someone has twisted it behind my back, and though the pain comes in late, it's a constant ache after the instant snap.

What I saw was utterly disgusting. In front of me was a hideous-looking monkey, grinning widely at my imminent demise, perched on something resembling poop. However, what made me most disgusted were his glowing... testicles.

They were freaking glowing, and he proudly displayed them to the world. Almost instantly, my neck began healing, and my head started turning in the opposite direction. So, I quickly used Observe on him.
Ballboons (C): Unique monkeys, sport lanky bodies with dark, ruffled fur and web-like coats covering specific areas. Notably, they feature large, bright-toned hands and feet with dark nails, accompanied by a long, powerful tail. Their distinctiveness lies in the large, shining pair of testicles resembling high-quality jewelry.

- Powers: Possess "Vision"—advanced sensory perception and foresight. Additionally, they can transform into a smaller, lankier form by covering themselves in organic webbing. Noteworthy is their ability to produce Flying Nimbutts, large gaseous feces solid enough for transportation, making them unique in their capabilities.

Meeting an Ultimate Class being so suddenly left me shocked. Once fully healed, he appeared in front of me, looking at me with dubious confusion, witnessing my unexpected survival.

*whoosh*

His speed was astonishing, almost like instant teleportation, leaving me unable to react. He then emitted an angry sound, his eyes turning red.

*howl*

Suddenly, he smacked me with his... testicles? Boosted into one of the humongous tree branches, I broke it in half upon impact, blood and air escaping from my mouth and stomach, confusion clouding my mind.

The monkey reappeared instantly in his Flying Nimbutt, emitting a nauseating odor, and began assaulting me with his giant limbs, attempting to smash me to paste while laughing and making unsettling sounds.

I couldn't think clearly, and he smirked while proudly displaying his testicles. Intense rage boiled inside me—did he really just smack me with his testicles?

I charged at him, enveloped in Touki, Night Sky Blade in hand. My attempt to strike was met with agile evasion, accompanied by mocking laughter as he skillfully dodged.

His evasive maneuvers continued, each dodge followed by a retaliatory smack that only fueled my frustration. It seemed as if he could anticipate all my moves before I even executed them. Dealing with someone who has foresight always proves to be quite troublesome in a fight.

Resorting to Marionette Mastery, I deployed its strings infused with a surge of mana, while simultaneously applying Petrification and the Absorption Lines, which constantly drain and hold him. The combination partially worked, slowing him down amidst the unfolding clash.

Then, I infused Blaze Black Flames into the entwined strings. The flames ignited, and his soul began to burn. However, the hold proved fleeting as he quickly escaped my grasp.

He retaliated fiercely, striking with immense anger. My attempt to block with Touki-covered hands proved futile, as they simply shattered, leaving me engulfed in intense pain and escalating anger.

The relentless battle persisted, and in a pivotal moment, I used Time Magic. A round, sizable ash colored orb enveloped him, freezing him in time, adorned with intricate runes encircling the suspended orb.

With him frozen and offering no resistance, I swiftly conjured multiple weapons, each designed to amplify pain manifold, all cloaked in the searing embrace of Blaze Black Flare.

Having inflicted sufficient injury and weakness, I released him. A hellish outcry echoed as pain consumed him. With a mocking smile, I tormented him using each weapon, slowly causing more harm. After enduring this for what felt like an eternity, I sealed his fate by burning him to death.

Nothing but his ashes remained, and I decided to rid myself of the nauseatingly smelly Flying Nimbutt by burning it as well. Finally, I addressed the two in my head who had been trying to get my attention all this time, particularly Clarice.

"Have you finally calmed down?" inquired Vritra with a composed tone.

"Nn."

[Are you okay?] asked Clarice, concern evident in her voice.

"I am fine. It's just that monkey was extremely annoying," I said with anger lacing my speech.

"That was a disgusting thing. It was my first time seeing something like that," remarked Vritra.

"Aren't Ballboons from the Toriko world? Does that mean one of those eight kings might also be here?" I asked Clarice, my extreme concern evident in my tone.

I'm definitely still not prepared to face those world-ending beings, potentially on par with or even stronger than Great Red. Just contending with that mob caused me immense pain and trouble.

[No. You won't find them here. They might be in future dungeons, but not in this one. However, this one may contain their descendants, or monsters of the same species as them,] Clarice replied, alleviating my tension.

"That's a relief. I don't know what I would have done if I met one of them. Let's go back for today then," I replied.

Recalling all my familiars, I noticed a significant increase in their power since our initial contracts. Many now hold a Mid-Class (intermediate) power level. Sensing my own power on the rise, it seemed I might officially enter the High-Class power level within a few days. With that, I left the place and headed back home.

Lavinia was already asleep, but Sakuya seemed to be waiting for me. We chatted for a while, and then I also went to bed.

49. Mana potions and Serafall in town.

Kouske's POV

After just a night of rest, Lavinia returned to her bright and cheerful self. The three of us reached school without any interruptions.

Today, Saji also came to school, visibly exhausted and profoundly sad. It was apparent to everyone, and efforts were made to cheer him up, with the teachers being particularly mindful.

Feeling a sense of empathy, I decided to give Saji a gift, hoping it might alleviate some of his future pains, as I didn't really harbor any ill feelings towards him.

I purchased a C-ranked Sacred Gear from the Shop.

Starlight Haze (C): It enables the control of beams or arrows made of Light.

Though not extravagant, it's still a High-tier Sacred Gear, particularly effective against devils, who are so weak against light. Sona would likely appreciate having someone like Saji in her peerage. After school, when no one was looking, I injected the Sacred Gear into his chest. Now, all that matters is for nature to take its course.

I also bought an A-ranked Sacred Gear Extractor. I went to the park to find Issei, and there he was, being himself, absentmindedly staring at the street. Utilizing the Sacred Gear Extractor, I removed a glowing red orb emitting a significant amount of dragon aura from his body.

Thankfully, I cast a barrier around us and used Time Magic to halt time, ensuring privacy. After extracting the orb, I stowed it away in my inventory. It seemed to vibrate, possibly indicating a desire to communicate, but I wasn't in the mood for dealing with Ddraig's antics at the moment.

[Do you not even want to talk with him a little?] asks Clarice.

"Not now. I will talk to him later," I replied to Clarice. Dispelling the barrier, I was heading home, but not before casting a pitiful look at someone who remained oblivious to having lost the most precious thing in his life, still staring lewdly.

But before going I thought about it a little and concluded that I should at least give Issei some kind of a Sacred Gear so that he can protect himself in this world. So I purchased a Twice Critical from the Shop and injected it into him. Then I went back home in a pleasant mood.

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It's been a while since then. During this time, I have also met with Sona a few more times. She's a chess ADDICT, that's for sure. She actually believes chess can reveal everything about a person and can be used strategically in life, especially in times of war.

I won't deny its usefulness, but life is not so simple. It's not just a game of chess. No one in the supernatural would just abide by a set of rules in times of war. That's just wishful thinking. I have had many chess matches with her but never won any, unfortunately.

Currently, I find myself at Akatsuki's Headquarters in the Demiplane, where I am overseeing the construction of additional buildings for lodgings and related purposes. I am also establishing spaces for entertainment, playgrounds, and various shops to cater to everyone. The vision is to transform this into a fully functional city in the future.

The gangsters have identified numerous individuals responding to the device, a considerable number of whom are children. They most likely remain undiscovered and unaffiliated. My priority is to reach out to them before other factions do. In the meantime, I am diligently tidying up the place.

Lavinia and Momo are in the Slime Dungeon, accompanied by Sakuya. Meanwhile, I plan to discuss dungeon matters with the Azusawas.

After a while in this location, I make my way to the hidden chamber within the Alchemy Lab Building, where my magnum opus resides. The machine is tirelessly churning out EEE and various other potions, having already produced thousands. I plan to gradually incorporate more of these into the laboratory.

For now, I am focusing on crafting Mana Potions. After what seemed like months within this time-encased space, I (we) have at last discovered a formula for these potions.

Mana Potion Recipe:

Ingredients:
1. 3 Crystalized Silverfern Petals - Harvested under the ethereal glow of illuminating green crystals in the Demiplane and later crystallized.
2. 2 Celestial Crystals
3. 5 Essence Blossoms
4. 2 drops of Mystic Nectar taken from the roots of the Nectar Tree.
5. 1 Crystalized Moonlight Petal taken from the Moonlight Tree.

Instructions:
1. Begin by finely grinding the Crystalized Silverfern Petals into a powder using a mortar and pestle.
2. Gently infuse the Celestial Crystals in purified water for an hour to extract their celestial essence.
3. In a cauldron, combine the powdered Crystalized Silverfern Petals, the essence of the Celestial Crystals, and the Essence Blossoms.
4. Add 2 drops of Mystic Nectar to the mixture, stirring clockwise for optimal infusion.
5. Carefully place the Crystalized Moonlight Petal into the cauldron, allowing its properties to meld with the concoction.
6. Simmer the mixture over low heat for 30 minutes, ensuring a thorough blend of magical components.
7. Let the potion cool, then strain it to remove any remaining particles.
8. Bottle the resulting liquid in a vial, sealing it tightly.

After confirming its proper functionality through testing, I decided to utilize the MagiAlchemix Enchantifier for the production process. Remarkably, it efficiently crafted a sizable batch in a surprisingly short span. With the machine now brimming with carefully selected ingredients, I entrusted it to carry out its alchemical tasks, allowing me to return home with a sense of accomplishment.

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Omniscient POV

hum~ hum~ hum~

On the quiet streets of Kuoh, a short, black-haired, deviously beautiful young girl, adorned in a magical girl cosplay, strolls with a slow, entrancing gait. She hums a melodic tune, the rhythm echoing through the night air as her childish face adds an intriguing contrast to the alluring atmosphere.

She's Serafall Leviathan, one of the four current Satans of the Underworld.

She walks slowly towards a beautiful mansion. Upon entering the premises, an aged butler opens the door for her.

"Greetings, Maou Serafall-sama. It's an honor to meet you again," says Hiroshi with a bow.

"Hello~!"

After that, Serafall was guided inside. In the hall, she saw all the members of Cleria's Peerage present, each offering their greetings.

"H-hello," says Maria timidly.

"Mou~. Maria-chan is still so distant," says Serafall dejectedly.

But then, Serafall suddenly hugs Cleria affectionately, which somehow embarrasses Cleria a bit.

"Hello~, Cleria-chan. How have you been?" says Serafall energetically.

"Hello, Serafall-sama. We have been expecting you," says Cleria.

After some casual conversation with everyone, Serafall shifts into her serious mode.

"So, where was it that you encountered the Cluster?" Serafall inquires.

"It was on the outskirts of the town, near the bridge. Have you found anything related to them?" asks Cleria.

"Well, the orb that you handed over was a communication device made by and frequently used by Grigori. It also contained traces of holy energy," says Serafall.

Previously, Cleria had given Serafall a strange orb that they found in the Cluster's hideout.

"Does that mean Grigori was behind them?" asks Rangiku with concern.

"We can't tell. We couldn't recover any data from the orb. It only had the function of a receiver. It couldn't be used to make contact with the opposite side. So the Cluster must have only been getting one-way orders through that thing. So we can't pinpoint their location," says Serafall.

"Oh!" exclaims Cleria dejectedly.

Given the current three-way standpoint between the three factions, she knows they cannot make moves without any solid evidence.

"So be more careful from now on, especially if you encounter any fallen angels. Though I doubt Azazel would be behind this, the biggest suspect is Grigori. I even had a meeting with him about this, but he had no idea about it. This device can apparently be obtained quite easily by their members," Serafall warns them.

"Nn." nodded Cleria.

After discussing other topics related to the Underworld, the mood shifted to a more casual one. They chatted for a while and had some drinks after lunch, thanks to Rangiku who pulled Serafall into joining for a drink.

"Now, I have to leave as I have some unfinished business. Take care, everyone. Bye~" says Serafall as she gets up to leave.

"Bye. Let's meet again, Serafall-sama," says Cleria politely.

"Let's have more drinks together sometime," says the already drunk Rangiku.

"Ha ha ha." Serafall laughs as she leaves, guided by Hiroshi.

Serafall's POV

I walk towards Momo-chan's house, knowing that So-tan is supposed to be there today. I'll use this opportunity to surprise So-tan and meet her friend. Perfect plan~.

When I entered the house premises, one of the servants approached to inquire about my identity.

Maid: "How may I help you?"

Serafall: "Hello. I am here to meet my precious So-tan. She came to play with her friend in this house."

Maid (skeptical): "So-tan?"

Serafall (jovially): "My little sister, Sona Sitri."

Hearing that, she stiffened a bit. It seems even though she's just a normal human, she at least knows some bits about the supernatural.

Serafall (with a pout): "I don't bite, you know!"

Maid (flustered): "I will take you to her."

After that, she took me to the second floor where I could see 'Momo's' written on a door. She knocked on the door a few times.

"Yes?" came a voice from inside.

Maid: "Umm...Sona-sama's sister has come to meet her."

Upon hearing her, I heard a few noises coming from inside and my precious So-tan's voice. So I quickly entered the room to find So-tan standing up... and I jumped in to hug her tightly in my chest so that I could refill my reserve of Sonalium from her. I hadn't seen her for a while.

Serafall (while rubbing her face with Sona): "So-tan! I missed you."

Sona (loud with a tint of red on her face): "Onee-sama! Unhand me!"

After a few close moments with my So-tan, I let her go. When I turned back, I saw two people inside the room, one boy and a girl.

"Hello~. My name is Serafall Leviathan, a Mahou Shoujo!" I say this while striking a pose, bringing out a wand in my hand.

50. Serafall's Enchanting Visit and Nakagami's Unexpected Request.

Kouske's POV

I was just chatting and having a chess match today with Sona in Momo's place. But suddenly a maid came and announced about Serafall's arrival. Sona tried to leave hurriedly, but Serafall beat her to it and jumped at her.

It's my first time seeing her in real life, but I have to admit she looks far sexier in person.

After a few odd minutes, Serafall released Sona, however, the moment was somewhat awkward. From the look on Sona's face, it felt like she was a bit violated.

"Hello~. My name is Serafall Leviathan, a Mahou Shoujo!" says Serafall as she strikes a pose with a magic wand.

Honestly, she looked cute.

"But you can just call me Levi-tan!~," says Serafall with a cute smile.

However, upon seeing her for the first time and knowing her status as one of the Maous, Momo was a bit scared. Sona was just embarrassed by her sister's behavior, hiding her face behind her hands.

"Onee-sama!..." exclaims Sona.

"It's nice to meet you, Levi-tan!" I say with a brightening smile.

Hearing me call her Levi-tan, Serafall visibly looked happy.

"Oh! What a cute boy! What's your name? Are you a friend of my So-tan's?" asks Serafall excitedly.

"I am Kouske Miyamura. It's a pleasure meeting you here," I replied.

"Nn. Kouske-kun, huh? And you are Momo-chan, right?" Serafall says, posing with a finger on her cheeks as she gets closer to Momo, who is still a bit scared.

"U-umm. Yes! I am Momo Hanakai," says Momo meekly.

"Ahh! You both are cute!" says Serafall as she hugs us both.

I could feel her soft melons rubbing against my face. But after a while, we were released, much to my dissatisfaction.

"So, you guys were playing chess?" asks Serafall as she looks at the chessboard.

"Yes. Until you came," replies Sona with a small, cute glare.

"Tehe!" Serafall just laughs childishly as she sticks out her tongue a bit.

*sigh*

In response, Sona just sighs a little. After that, Serafall stayed for a bit and talked to us about various things. She knew that we both knew about the supernatural, and I'm sure she could gauge my mana level.

"So Kouske-kun, you are a magician?" asks Sera.

"Nn."

"Whom did you learn it from?" asks Sera.

"From an acquaintance," I replied.

"Who?"

"Akatsuki."

After that, she asked many other questions, like what types of magics I use, about Akatsuki, and many others, as she also praised me. After a while, she had to leave for her work; she couldn't stay long. She left and gave us chocolates and stuff.

"Bye~," she said as a teleportation magic circle enveloped her.

"Bye, Levi-tan. Let's meet again," I said.

"Sure!~"

After she left, I spent a while here before leaving.
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Nakagami Nakiri's POV (Current Ouryuu)

I might regret what I am doing right now. Asking for help from an enemy is not the wisest decision I have ever made. But if I want to help my little sister instead of just hiding her away for the rest of her life from the world, I have to take this risk right now.

I find myself in a secluded building in Kyoto far away from the influence of the Nakiris. Standing in front of me is a tall man with brown hair, silver eyes, and masculine facial features, adorned in the usual fallen angel battlesuits. He is Satanael, one of the Cadres of the Grigory.

He is a strange man. Even though he's meeting an enemy alone, he is oddly calm. He even agreed to my request to meet me immediately when I mentioned a Longinus Sacred Gear, which I am already regretting. Is he that confident in his power? I admit it was a rash decision. But only Grigori is known for their vast Sacred Gear research and knowledge.

"So, Ouryuu, what do I owe the pleasure of meeting the strongest Ouryuu of all time?" asks Satanael with a calm but intrigued expression.

I was conflicted and hesitated for a while. But Satanael remained calm and waited for me to talk.

"What kind of information do you have on Telos Karma?" After a while, I sorted out my resolve and asked.

"History Breaker? Why? What do you need it for? And why should I give you that information?" Satanael asked with a condescending smirk.

History Breaker, huh? In the past, there were several sudden incidents and phenomena impossible to explain under normal circumstances by historians or researchers, causing a change in human history in places such as Japan and Europe caused by this Longinus, earning it the name 'History Breaker'.

I just grit my teeth, knowing I would never get the information for free. In these kinds of times, I can't fathom the incompetence and arrogance of the Five Principal Clans. We never even thought of collecting enough information about all the Sacred Gears. There really needs to be a change in the way all the clans operate.

"What do you want in exchange then?" I asked.

"If you are asking about this, you must know about the current possessor, right? But why do you, someone from the Nakiri Clan who hates Sacred Gear Holders, need this information? Unless someone close to you has it? Let me guess, it's your little sister, right? Because she has never been seen even in the Nakiri premises after her birth," he says with a knowing smirk as he looks at the dark face I am making.

For some reason, I can't keep my calm today.

"You really like to talk a lot, huh?" I asked with some hidden rage.

"Come on! Cool down a bit, will you?" Satanael replies with a frivolous attitude.

"We have information about Telos Karma. But not enough to help your sister as it's always been a mysterious sacred gear which just suddenly appears, causes disturbances, and fades away from history," he says.

I was visibly dejected at his words.

"But if you let me personally study your sister's sacred gear, I might be able to help her control it," he says.

"What!? You think I would ever let you meet her!?" I suddenly yelled out.

"Relax. Telos Karma can be very dangerous if not mastered well. In fact, all sacred gears are dangerous if the wielder doesn't know how to operate them properly. They end up hurting both themselves and their friends. You don't want your sister to hurt herself, right? You can always stay when I check on her. I will help her master it in exchange for getting to study it. That's not a losing deal for you, right?" says Satanael.

I calm myself and think for a while. Right now, nothing major has happened. But who knows what might happen in the future? Momiji has already been isolated for a significant time of her life. We can't just lock her up in there forever. I also want her to enjoy her life.

"Okay. But I will always be present when you examine her. You cannot hurt her," I reply.

"Sure. That's fine with me. I am just happy to be able to study a Sacred Gear that even Azazel has never studied closely," he goes on and on, on his own.

I ignore his ramblings. But after a while, we come to a mutual agreement about when and where to meet.

I just hope father approves.

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Kouske's POV

When I came home, I was already in a very good mood. I mean, meeting one of your favorite waifu is definitely something to be happy about.

"Welcome, Kouske-sama," Sakuya greeted me at the door.

"Hello," I replied as I took my place on the couch.

Sakuya offered me a hot cup of coffee.

"Thanks," I said while taking the cup.

Having a hot cup of coffee on a cold winter night made by your cold and sexy maid is an exhilarating feeling.

"Kouske-sama, did something interesting happen?" Sakuya asked.

She's always so perceptive. She must be able to tell that I was quite happy and excited at the moment.

"Nn," I replied.

"Good for you then," Sakuya replied with a bright enchanting smile on her face.

"I just met Serafall Leviathan," I said.

"Was everything alright?" she suddenly asked with concern.

I mean, anyone would be worried if you suddenly meet a literal Satan.

"It was fine. Don't worry," I replied.

She heaved a sigh of relief and then proceeded to hand me some bunny-shaped sliced apples. I always found these fascinating. I mean, normally who wastes their time making these shapes just to eat apples? I used to just slice them up with a knife and eat them. Never had them like this before.

"It's delicious!" I exclaimed as this was my first time eating these particular apples.

"Nn," Sakuya nodded in agreement.

These apples are from the Demiplane. Just plain normal ones. They look the same, just fresher and more colorful. But the tastes are heavenly. I had Sakuya pick out some of these from the Demiplane. I am planning on slowly changing the whole house's ingredients into the ones from the Demiplane as they are more nutritious and far more delicious. Sakuya was on board with this. Lavinia also enjoyed the vegetables and fruits from there. Speaking of Lavinia—

"Where is Lavinia?" I asked Sakuya while devouring the apples.

It's already odd eating these along with coffee, though. But who cares? These are freaking delicious.

"She's in her room, probably busy studying some magical formulas," Sakuya replied.

Yes, despite sleeping in my room, she also has her own room where she keeps her things. Her room's very girly and cute, by the way. Sometimes Lavinia stays all alone in her room to study by herself when she finds something interesting. We don't normally disturb her then. Unlike me, who's a system-using cheat, she's a bonafide genius in the magical field.

After that, Sakuya sat down beside me, and we talked for a lot of time. I was trying to get to know her better. About how she was before, what she was doing, her hobbies, likes, dislikes, background, and such, etc.

After what felt like hours, Sakuya stood up –

"It's already time for dinner. I will prepare the table. Then, I will call Reni-chan," Sakuya said as she was about to leave.

"You go call her. I will prepare the table today," I replied as I was also trying to learn some of Sakuya's skills.

"Okay." Sakuya smiled faintly and left me to do my work.

She doesn't argue with me for these small things now. On the other hand, I was happy to be able to become one of the people who can see smiles on her cold face from time to time.

When I finished preparing the table, Lavinia and Sakuya already arrived. Lavinia looked completely spent.

"What were you doing, Rey-chan?" I asked a bit concerned.

"Don't worry. I was just studying a bit," Lavinia replies but a bit unenthusiastically, not with her usual cheeriness. She was dead tired.

"Don't push yourself too much," I said.

"Nn."

After that, the three of us enjoyed a hearty dinner. When Lavinia was about to return to her studies, both Sakuya and I took her to bed to rest.

She fell asleep quite quickly, and we also went to sleep after that.