-Koneko Toujou POV-

''Why don't you try this one, Koneko?'' Rias-Senpai's teasing voice makes me look at the dress she's holding.

It's a one-piece cream-colored sundress with a flower pattern sewn into it. The little roses travel from the left breast through the torso and end up spreading all around the attached skirt. As for the upper part, it's open-shouldered, with a yellowish ribbon at the front of the bust and another, bigger ribbon at the back that keeps it all together.

It's not bad. But…

I can't help but frown at it. The design is a bit cutesier than I would like to wear, and it seems made to accentuate the breasts since there's a good space for an open bust.

Chiii…

My pointed stare makes Rias back off with a nervous giggle. Can't she notice that not everyone has all that fat in the chest area?

Haa…

''Now, now, Rias. You should know better.'' Akeno-Senpai's voice interrupts with her usual velvety voice, but I can't help but feel a shiver down my spine. Turning to her, I can see why.

''You have to play with her strengths. This would surely catch her 'Senpai's' attention~'' In her hands is what appears like casual attire for a hot spring day.

If you were a total, irredeemable pervert like Akeno, that is.

The 'attire' in question is a tank top, but it's short. It leaves the belly button and half the upper abdomen exposed. Accompanying that piece of clothing are a pair of booty shorts and a black choker with little paw prints on it.

Is this bitch serious?

Rias is on the side, a hand covering her mouth either in small shock at the daring outfit or containing her giggles. By the trembling on her shoulders? I'm betting the latter.

''I'm not going to go around half-naked like a hooker.'' I deadpan at my supposed 'Seniors'.

''Aw, come on. You have to admit it would certainly make him take a good look~'' Akeno smirks while floundering the practically paper-thin clothing in my face.

''And the whole neighborhood too, you cow.'' My eye twitches as the raven-haired girl giggles at my words. Seriously, is the watermelon-sized fat on her chest sucking up all the blood that should go into her brain?

Why did I ask for help again…?

The text message I got early this morning comes to mind.

'I'll pick you up at 12:00 sharp. I have the whole thing planned~'

What does it even mean to 'have it all planned', Idiot-Senpai? I don't know what we're going to do, so I don't know what to put on!

Both Rias and Akeno seem to be already looking for more clothes to try, and the ticking clock on the wall reminds me I only have around two hours left.

I'll… figure it out, somehow.

I wait patiently at my own apartment. It's good that I don't live in the old school building, because as nice and luxurious as it is, I really don't want more teasing from either Rias or Akeno.

Much less on a daily basis.

I feel like Senpai has that part covered already.

I decided to go with a yellow tank-top (one that actually covered my midsection). I put on a black cat hairpin and actually decided to use the choker that Akeno suggested since it seemed to combine well with the rest.

I hate to say that I caved in on Akeno's words about my… 'strengths'. Jean shorts are what I decided to use, reaching up to mid-thigh and leaving my legs exposed.

It's a… better way of accentuating my backside without looking like one of those 'ladies of the night'.

Would Zatren like my outfit…?

Dammed Senpai. Since when was his input that important?

But… An image of his confident smile and the teasing tone of his voice crosses my mind, making me bite one of my fingers in embarrassment. It certainly contrasts with the gentle look and words he had when he woke up after his fight with the Fallen.

Or the seriousness and focused look he used when he helped me with rehearsing math…

I can't help the redness that rushes to my face. I can feel a strange heat in my stomach. The weird feeling slowly becomes an ache of some kind the more I think about that idiot.

Would he… would he accept me, even if I'm-

Ding-dong!

-Zatren Fumigami POV-

After ringing the doorbell; I hear a thud of some kind from behind the door. Checking once more on my phone to see if I got the right address, I can't help but feel a bit nervous.

Koneko's apartment is not that far from mine, since we both live close to school. Hers is actually in the opposite direction of mine if you take Kuoh's Academy as the middle point, so it didn't take me more than half an hour to get here.

I got Rias's help to plan this date out. Obviously, I didn't just plan all of it according to her input. I got my own ideas from the time I've spent with Koneko this past month and a half.

The wasn't warm neither warm nor cold. So, I put on a crew-neck, white t-shirt covered by a black denim jacket. My choice for pants was some dark-wash jeans, and white sneakers for footwear. The Chain Spear remained around my neck, acting as an accessory.

I tied my hair in a wild ponytail instead of my usual sleek one. I decided to leave my bangs the same, however. My non-tied dark hair was put to the sides, except for that one rebellious bang that stayed in the middle of my eyes, not quite reaching my nose.

Before I think about ringing the bell again, the door of the apartment opens, revealing Koneko. I smile at her, a friendly greeting between my lips until I see her outfit.

My eyes widen while looking at the white-haired girl. From her legs to the top she's wearing. Finally landing on a choker of all things, and her slightly red face. I haven't seen many clothes from Koneko besides her school outfit. Since, even when we patrolled, she had it on.

But I can say for sure she's rocking this.

''You're staring…'' Koneko's soft voice takes me out of my trance. I think I saw a ghost of a cheeky smirk on her face, but it disappeared before I could double-check.

''Sorry, It's just…'' I pause and give her another once over before a smile crosses my face. My face rests in one of my fists as I tilt my head to the side, half-lidded eyes staring deeply into Koneko's golden orbs. ''You look real good. Dressed up like that for me? You're going to make me feel bad that I'm not giving you a show~''

Instead of the usual embarrassment, Koneko gave me her own look. She slowly looked at my outfit from top to bottom, before landing on my eyes once again. Then, the little brat licked her lips. ''I think you look good, Senpai.''

Before I can answer, she steps forward and goes to grab my sleeve. Yet, she reconsiders halfway through and grabs onto my arm instead.

''Shall we go?'' Now I definitively see the smirk.

''Sure. Let's start with something to eat.'' Is she getting resistant to my teasing? I'll have to take it up a notch~

Our first stop was actually the place where we first met. The cozy cat café was a bit more crowded than last time, but that didn't stop us as I asked for a more out-of-the-way table.

The moment a girl took our order; I didn't hesitate to ask for the couple's special that the establishment had. Koneko's hand tightening around my arm while trying to hide behind me was priceless~

Our table had a round sofa going around it. One or two cats lying comfortably on top of the couches. So, we sat side by side instead of in front of each other.

I won't say that all of this doesn't make something twist around my stomach in excitement and a bit of anxiousness. But we can't both be awkward pieces of work here.

Suddenly, I hear a low sniff at my side. Raising an eyebrow while looking at my date, who was just staring at my arm with a confused frown. It looks kind of cute, but why's she sniffing me all of a sudden?

''Something up, Koneko?'' I ask. She just looks at me before tilting her head to the side.

''Senpai. Are you really a human?'' There's no accusation in her tone, only curiosity, but it still takes me off guard for a moment.

I turn to look around, taking notice that most tables seem concentrated with either their laptops or the friends they brought along, and since our table was a bit farther apart, it should be ok to talk this through if we're quiet.

Worst case scenario, we fake having eight-grader syndrome.

''Sure are.'' I nod at her before following up. ''Well, at least half of one. Tehe~''

My little wink after didn't deter her. She just took my words at face value. Huh, she did say I smelled like fish one time, right? Or did I imagine that…?

''I don't think half a schizo exists. So what's the other one?'' My eye twitches at her sass. The nickname she used in other specific situations crossed my mind. I don't really mind it most of the time, but that one came out of the blue.

I pinch one of her cheeks with a fake frown but all I get is an impassive expression and a raised eyebrow instead of the small discomfort I was looking for. Right, Rook's endurance would make this a bit pointless.

''Half mermaid.'' I desist my attack, in time to see her deadpan turn into confusion.

''No wonder you smell like toasty fish…'' She paused for a moment before looking at me weirdly. ''Aren't mermaids supposed to be all women?'' Confusion is clear in her eyes, which widen slightly a moment later. ''Senpai, are you…? I mean. There's nothing wrong with it…''

Ok, I'm stopping that train of thought before she gets the wrong idea or manages to make another nickname about it. Never underestimate the creativity of a petite girl full of sass.

''I'm a dude. Not any extra parts either. I don't know how either, but it doesn't affect me in any bad way, so I don't think it matters that much.'' I shrug. That seems to make her… relieved. Did she think I'd take offense?

''I can show you later. I have a great singing voice, just so you know~'' I puff up my chest and tap my throat a bit. Even if I never sang since coming to this world, I can probably pull it off. I'm built like that.

I get a nod and a squeeze from her. We fall into a comfortable silence while we wait for our food. I think both she and I are the kind of people who can freely enjoy the silence and presence of each other without making it awkward.

I decide to put an arm around her shoulder, which makes her tense for a bit before looking at me and snuggling a bit closer. It's not long after that a girl dressed in a cat-themed outfit brings us our orders. A hot chocolate and a croissant for me and chocolate cookies for Koneko. Accompanying that is a chocolate milkshake with two straws making the form of a heart.

I can't help but snort at the cheesy dessert, and I can see Koneko staring at it with 'Why?' written all over her face. Still, that doesn't stop us from sharing the milkshake the proper way, and I take the opportunity to give Koneko a wink while our faces are close to each other, making her cheeks redden slightly.

Hmm… There's something I want to tackle with her, but is this really the moment? I don't want to ruin this by asking inappropriate questions. But she did start it up, right?

I decided to just bite the bullet and ask. ''Koneko. You're half something too, right?'' I can't help but cringe slightly at my blurted question. The words register in the white-haired girl's head before she winces as if struck.

''How do you know…?'' She asks with a frown. Now I need to try and not fuck up. Me and my big mouth, really.

But… This really is something I want to help her with. So, I decide on full-blown honesty. I reminded her of my ability to 'see' a person's information. The very same one I divulged when Sona and Rias visited my home. I just give her the basic rundown of what I gathered before, because if I looked now, I bet there would be a lot more information to take out.

I tell her what I see on the 'Race' part of the status. The increased 'spirituality' she has compared to other people, and the last and maybe worst tidbit of information; the mention of her having a sister.

Koneko's eyes seem frantic. Her pupils turned into slits just like a cat, and by the slight twitches in her form, I can tell she was considering booking it instead of talking about it. I can't force her to speak to me about it, but I can give her comfort at least.

I'm no psychologist, but if she's comfortable trauma-dumping me, I'll sit and listen. But first, she needs to calm down before doing something drastic.

I surround her petite frame in a loose hug. Leaving her a chance to pull away any moment she wants. I make circles around her back as her grip on my arm becomes painful. Yet, I swallowed down the gasp of pain that threatened to escape past my lips.

''It's okay… You don't have to talk about it if you don't really want to. Sorry for bringing it up…'' I apologize with sincerity and regret in my voice. I don't regret trying to help her with this, but making her feel like this? That's like a punch to the liver.

There's a moment of pause. Then, slowly but surely, the Nekoshou in my arms calms down. She takes a few calming breaths while her grip slowly slacks. Her pupils return to normal as she calms down.

She takes in our embrace and looks up at the reassurance on my face. A look at my arms makes her hand recoil as if on fire. While the cloth hides the bruise forming beneath, she looks affected all the same.

''It's okay. It'll heal up in no time.'' I take her hand softly, giving it a warm squeeze before placing it around my arm once again.

There's conflict behind her golden eyes. All sorts of hesitation and fear, but with another stabilizing breath, she speaks.

''I… am a Nekoshou. Well… was, before becoming a Devil.'' She starts, and I widen my eyes at the fact that she's even trying to push through her feelings, just to explain this to me. ''I… just hide the traits, but I'm a variant of Nekomata. A type of cat Youkai.''

She takes a break between words, and I push her head slightly to my chest. Not enough to muffle her words, but only so she doesn't need to look directly at me as she recalls her past.

She seems to appreciate it if the momentarily soft squeeze on my arm is anything to go by.

''Before I was in Rias-Senpai peerage… I lived with my sister. Kuroka... she was the one that took care of me when our parents died. We lived with another Devil of a noble house, he took care of us, even reincarnated Kuroka in his peerage.'' I refrain from frowning at that. I know what the truth behind that supposedly 'kind' devil is. Good riddance, I would say, but Koneko doesn't know the truth behind it. She doesn't know her sister is not crazy, nor has she gone on a murder rampage.

But… right now is not the time to shatter her worldview. I don't even think she would believe me. I don't even have a way to justify how I know something like that mess.

''She… she was strong; I remember - and one day she just… snapped.'' Koneko's voice broke down by the smallest of margins. I can feel my heart throbbing in sympathy for her, and also a mild frustration of not being able to tell her the whole truth.

''She went on a rampage thanks to Senjutsu- a technique that uses life force from nature. I… couldn't recognize her anymore. The bloodlust in her eyes… I don't even know if she recognized me.''

''Is that why you hide your features?'' I ask softly. A nod against my chest is my answer.

''I fear that if I ever use that power… I'll turn out just like her…'' Her voice is almost a whisper. Desperation was clear in her tone.

Unfounded desperation. One that I make sure will be crushed by my hands. This is the first step.

''You won't.'' I state. It's not comfort either. My voice is resolute in my statement.

Koneko becomes like a stone in my arms. Her eyes lift up to look directly into mine with intensity. There's a few tears falling down her face. Complex emotions travel through her gaze. Anger, sadness, and a hint of disbelief all fuse together into the impassive face I stare at right now.

''How… how do you know?'' I barely understood her words. Even with my slightly better hearing and our closeness. She just whispered that softly so softly, in a broken tone I never want to hear again.

A smile blooms on my face at her silly question. The hand that was grabbing hers slowly came up, cleaning the tears from her face with my thumb. ''Because I trust you, Koneko.''

''There's no chance you fall into that sort of state. You're strong, stronger than you believe. I will even bet that stronger than your sister.'' I take a pause to take a breath. Determination unfaltering. ''And even if I'm wrong? I'll be there to pull you out of that darkness right away. You're not alone, Koneko.''

…

For a moment, there's nothing but silence. I worry that my words couldn't pierce through Koneko's insecurities, that I really can't help this situation, not without telling her the whole truth. A truth I fear will break more than it can repair at this moment.

Then, more tears fall. A small sob escaped her lips a second later.

And lastly, Koneko practically slams into my chest. Her arms constrict tightly around my torso as I feel my t-shirt getting wet. There's no screaming, nor any kind of outside reaction besides her body trembling.

A relieved expression crosses my face, and I hug Koneko back. My hand doing slow circles around her back. I'm glad… I really am.

This is only the first step of many. Not nearly enough to heal her old wound, but it's the true start of her recovery.

Your mutual [Trust] with Koneko Toujou has reached new heights. Growth has increased.

Dude. Can you read the fucking room?

Fortunately, that small moment of sadness didn't stop us from having a good time. Actually, it may have made us closer.

After exiting the café, I took us to a local park. I had planned we go to the movies, but I felt that the tranquility of a green park would do Koneko lots of good.

And I was right.

We spent the time talking and playing around. Some people gave us a weird look, especially when we started using the swings and other playground objects.

One woman even tried to give us a hard time about it. Spouting some nonsense about us being too old for such things. That we would end up breaking them and how we should know better.

I say tried because while I was two seconds away to tell that lady to kindly piss off, Koneko gave her the dirtiest look I have ever seen her give to anyone, before saying something to her.

''Just because your cunt is dryer than the Sahara Desert, doesn't give you any right to come bother us. Aren't fossils supposed to chill out a decade after their menopause? Fuck off, hag.''

I kid you not, that I was wheezing on the ground for at least five minutes. I have never before been so out of breath in my life. Suffice it to say, the lady didn't bother us anymore.

Koneko must have unleashed all her previous frustration on her. Poor you, Karen-San. No one should mess with a recently pissed-off Koneko.

Overall, we had lots of fun. But, sadly, all things come to an end. The daylight is no exception to this rule.

We walked hand in hand through the dark streets of Kuoh. Our destination was her apartment. The least I could do was drop her off at her house, even if I was 100% sure she would be fine.

The comfortable silence between us prevails, and it's not long after that we reach the minimalistic apartment building. We stop at the door but don't make any move to actually separate from each other.

Koneko looks at her door, then at me. She seems to be debating something inside her head, which makes me tilt my head slightly.

''Want to come in?'' She asks softly while locking eyes with me.

Well, don't mind if I do.

Koneko's apartment is pretty… simple. Sure, there are a few things that stand out, a few pots with white flowers atop a shelf. There's no TV, but that doesn't surprise me. She seems the type to not spend the day watching television.

Unlike my apartment, she has a countertop separating the dining room from the kitchen, and a door leading to a main bedroom.

A moment later, a plate with cookies and a cup of tea is put in front of me. On top of a small table in front of the comfortable, plushy couch that I'm sitting on.

''Here.'' Koneko says. Another weight is added to the couch as she sits next to me with her own tea cup.

We silently snuggle up to each other. The comfortable silence was broken a moment later by myself.

''I had fun today. Up for a second date sometime?'' I take a sip of my cup while giving Koneko a curious look. She doesn't respond verbally, but the little smile on her face and a nod is answering enough.

I wonder why she's less talkative now. She didn't have any problem trading snarks with me in the park. Is the kitty-cat nervous? I wonder~

A tug on my jacket interrupts my musings. Koneko is the one responsible for it. Her cup of tea is put aside as I raise an eyebrow in curiosity

She gestures to my cup.

I put it down on the table and not a moment later a sudden weight gets added to my chest. Thin but strong arms grab at my sides as Koneko's face pushes against my chest. Well, well… Isn't she a clingy one? I don't mind. It's cute, actually.

Before I can envelop her in my arms, I feel two soft, triangle-like shapes poke at my chin. They twitch and move as if stretching in some kind of way.

Are those…?

A moment later, my question answers itself when I see a white cat-tail swishing side to side from behind Koneko.

I say nothing. It's not like there's much to say, but I understand what this means.

'I trust you.' That is what I said to her earlier, and now she's showing her trust back. My hands go to her waist, grabbing her in a hug while the cat girl lays on top of me.

Koneko shuffles around, moving until our gazes connect. I can say with total certainty that what I see is truly beautiful. Koneko's usually impassive or smug expression is replaced by red cheeks and small amounts of uncertainty. Yet, there's also something deeper…

Desire.

Her white ears twitch from time to time, and I can't help but feel a warm feeling spread across my chest and gut when I stare at those golden orbs.

I bit the bullet before and it worked out. I hope my luck didn't run out.

''Koneko. I'm going to kiss you.'' My statement is clear. There's no question, and it doesn't need to be. The white-haired girl's pupils dilate, and the corner of her lips twitch upwards.

''Here's hoping you washed your teeth today.'' Comes the witty, but playful comment.

That's all she gets to do before I close in and take her lips with mine. The first contact feels warm, and then it feels like fireworks go through my head the more we keep going.

At first, it's slow, shy even, but it quickly picks up the pace. Small pecks become full kisses. My hand slowly lowers to her plump rear, and I can't help but give a good squeeze to her firm ass.

Koneko stills and moans softly into my mouth. A chance that I take to put my tongue to use. The girl on top of me doesn't seem to mind when our tongues intertwine as we make out, and she's not idle either.

She starts to grind her shorts-covered crotch against mine. The passion in our actions makes blood pump through my veins as my manhood reacts to such provocative movements.

We are still living creatures, and the need for air is always there. We both gasp when separating from our kiss. Her previously red cheeks have blossomed even more, a string of saliva connecting our lips. Those previously desire-filled golden orbs are alight with lust.

''Pervert-Senpai. Trying to take advantage of a girl on her fist date.''

''Who's the one who threw herself on top of me again?''

Teasing is met with teasing. Her smug and panting face met with my smirking one.

Koneko stops grinding on my lap the moment she feels something poking at her. She licks at her lips and lowers one of her hands, the limb traveling to my pants-covered bulge and caressing it from top to bottom.

My member throbs at her touch, my teeth slightly nagging at my bottom lip.

''You're hard,'' Koneko states. The lust in the air has infected even her voice. I nod with a sudden smirk crossing my face.

''Sure am. Yet, I don't believe I'm the only one excited, hm?~'' I accentuate my point by moving one of my knees up and rubbing it against her crotch. The effect is practically instant, as Koneko hisses with pleasure. Slowly but surely, the dampness of her shorts becomes a wetness that threatens to go through my pants.

Koneko takes my lips in revenge, it's passionate but short-lived. 'How far should we go?' is the thought that crosses my mind even through my lust.

Maybe not all the way, not today at least, but I have a very good idea nonetheless.

''How about both of us put our mouths to work on something… tastier than talking, hm kitty-cat?'' I quip, accentuating my words with another squeeze to her marshmallow-like ass.

Hunger appears in her gaze. My intent was clear in her mind.

She does not give me a verbal answer. Instead, her shorts drop in a swift motion, and with a single move, I have her firm and bountiful ass inches away from my face. The sound of a zipper can be heard a moment later as Koneko 'unwraps' her treat.

My hands grab at her meaty cheeks and thighs. The only thing separating my face and her sopping wet pussy is the almost translucent and soaked white panties. I don't even hesitate for a second in pulling them to the side, revealing her pink sex leaking in desire.

My boxer is also hastily put down, and for just a moment, our minds seem to synchronize with each other as we eagerly devour our next meal.

''Hmg~'' Koneko's lips wrap around my cock with a grunt of pleasure the moment I lap at her cunt with my tongue. The tail that sprouts just from above her perfect ass gets ramrod straight, and I do the only logical thing.

I grab it.

''N-nyah?!~'' More love fluids gush from her at my actions, and I make sure to really get my face in there. Lapping, licking, and swallowing her sweet nectar.

A hand tightly grabs around the base of my meat rod. The horny kitty is not left behind as she suddenly takes half of my length inside her mouth. She gags for a moment before her tongue aggressively swirls and laps at my tip.

Fuck if that doesn't feel amazing. I make sure to show her as much with repaid eagerness. My free hand grabbed at her ass and gave it a good SMACK, which makes Koneko's legs tighten around my head.

At this point, we just delve into each other's bodies, scents, and juices. I try from fingering her while sticking my tongue into her as far as I can, from pinching and rubbing the little nub at the front of her eager cunt. Her lower lips getting redder and clenching in pleasure with each of my movements.

Koneko played with my tip, going from sucking on it like a vacuum to spreading kisses all over the shaft. Even managed to get it all into her throat, a hand playing with my sack as the short-stack girl purrs with my cock down her gullet.

''Hmn. Fuck, such a slutty girl…'' My comments only made her suck harder. The vibrations of her throat combined with the eager sucking of her mouth practically milking my shaft, which makes me give another smack to her rear.

''Hmg! Phu tht shon do wdk… (Put that tongue to work…)'' Even her incomprehensible words make for great stimulation.

It's not long before both of us reach our limits. Even if we don't say it out loud. My member hardens and throbs heavily against Koneko's tongue, and she practically grinds her ass against my face as I suck and nibble at her sensitive nub.

A grunt of exertion and satisfaction escapes my mouth as I unload into her mouth. Thick ropes of cream coating the insides of her mouth. I receive a similar experience as she gushes with juices. The ones I can't drink fast enough dribbling down my chin and into my shirt.

Bliss clouds our minds as our mutual orgasms recede slowly. Koneko's mouth makes a pop sound as she releases my cock from her wet and warm mouth. The girl turns to me with tired but satisfied eyes before swallowing whatever I didn't dump directly into her stomach.

''Ahh…~'' And of course, the teasing brat opens her mouth with a hot pant, showing she dutifully swallowed everything down.

''Satan below, that's hot…'' I easily could go for a second round, even more so if I just pulled out a water bottle from my inventory, but Koneko unceremoniously flops on top of me once again, her face resting against my chest.

''Of course, you find it hot. Senpai is a degenerate, after all.'' She cheekily answers, and I squeeze her once pale ass (now slightly red thanks to my previous slaps) for good measure, making her groan softly.

''Next time, I might just put a Koneko-shaped hole in your mattress. Payback for being such a brat~'' I tease while blowing some air in one of her kitty ears, earning me a playful slap.

''At that point just break the bed, coward.'' She teases back, and our chuckles fill the room a moment later.

She's the first to fall asleep not long after that, and I follow soon after.

Bonus Scene: Ayuka Beelzebub: Interest.

Ah… paperwork.

There are really not many things I dislike. Every new find is an interesting discovery, and old subjects can become interesting once again with another perspective. Truly, learning and experimenting never cease to amaze me.

However, there's nothing that can interest me less than paperwork. Even with the addition of computers and digital documents all those decades ago, paperwork remains stagnant and dull.

It's not filing documents that's got my interest, no.

It's who they talk about.

Serafall sent me part of her, quite massive, workload and a personal request for 'her dear Sona-Tan'. I won't usually have the time for such a thing, but the more I read about the Fallen's offense on our territory, the more interesting one person became in particular.

Zatren Fumigami…

A seventeen-year-old boy who dived head-first into the supernatural, and just in a months' time managed to throw spells around like candy on a particularly generous day of Halloween, (If Serafall's reports were to be taken at face value) and even managed to take down a powerful High-Class Dragon amalgamate that couldn't be killed by the Gremory Heiress and her Queen's combined power.

I adjust the round glasses on my face, disheveled green hair moving to the side at the movement of my hand. Even without a mirror, I can feel that 'scary glint', as some of my subordinates call it, cross my eyes while looking at the boy's profile.

Maybe I can indulge Serafall's little petition. It's an easy thing, if a bit strange for a petition. Maybe it's just one of the new 'kinks' of this generation.

It would, at least, give an excuse to learn new things, and maybe ask this soon-to-be Devil some questions.

Interesting.

Really interesting~

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Author's Note:

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Holy shit. The horny chapter is real!

Not even I knew when this was going to happen. I know, it's not a complete scene since there's no 'tying the knot' or something, but it was a test drive. You guys tell me what you think about it and what could be done better, and I'll take it into consideration.

Some of you may say that the lewd scene is a bit forced, she did spill her guts about her personal issues just a few hours before, but I think this should be pretty on point with DxD's world. Also, it's hard to ignore an itch that you want to scratch really badly. This is the case for a horny and inexperienced Koneko and our MC who hasn't stopped to properly take a break (unless falling unconscious after almost dying counts.)

Anyway. If you guys want to see what Female Ajuka (Ayuka) looks like; search for 'Scientist Mobius Honkai Impact. (I'll attach a picture on Discord too.)

Discord Link (Where you can ask me things without inflating the fic's word count): discord .gg/ 92Yt5wxeWN