"Are you gay?"
The question, coming from Azazel, caused Issei and the three men beside him to stiffen.
"The fuck?! Of course not! I'm a straight man!" Issei roared with a twisted expression. Agitated, he shot to his feet and pointed at Azazel as he furiously demanded, "Why would you even say something like that?"
'I don't know. Maybe because you three look suspiciously close?" Azazel dropped both feet onto the desk and leaned back lazily in his chair. Then he laughed and said, "You seem pretty gay to me."
His statement provoked a variety of reactions from the four men. Kiba immediately blushed red, lowering his head and clutching the hem of his clothes like a shy girl. Meanwhile, the corners of Riser's lips curled into a faint smile, while Saji turned his head to the side as if he were afraid of meeting Azazel's gaze.
"Really?! No! What I mean is, I'm not gay! What's so strange about being close with your friends?!" Issei refuted firmly. He wasn't gay. Everything that turned him on was female! He was absolutely not gay!
"Isn't that right, Ddraig?"
[I don't judge your preferences, but leave me out of your gay shit!] Ddraig's tired voice rang out.
"..." Issei.
"Pfft! Hahahaha!" Azazel burst into laughter. He laughed so hard that after a while, he had to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes. Trying to suppress his grin, he said, "Alright, you're not gay. I believe you."
He didn't actually care about their orientation, but it was fun to mess with them, and Issei's reaction was simply too funny.
Clack!
-x-X-x-
With the sound of the door opening, I walked in alongside my womans. At the far end, Gasper hid behind them.
I paused and glanced at the people inside before asking, "What are these four doing here?" I pointed at Issei and his 'harem.'
He didn't have the best impression of Issei. Between his perverted personality and his history of peeping on girls alongside his two fellow pervert friends, he found him difficult to like.
As for Riser, I could tolerate his existence.
"Mother, Ravel..." The corners of Riser's eyes twisted. He tried to keep his face neutral, but he couldn't suppress the twitch when he saw his mother and sister behind Yusuke.
Their gazes were fixed on Yusuke with an obsessive affection, as if he were the only person who existed in their world. Even though Riser was standing in the same room, they didn't seem to care about him at all.
"I was the one who called them," Azazel answered my question calmly.
Even Azazel had to look at Yusuke with clear admiration in his eyes. This boy was barely an adult, yet his rizz skills were absolutely godly. Even someone like Azazel, who had thousands of years of experience and was known for his lust, had to admit that he was completely inferior to Yusuke in that department.
"Azazel, it seems that you are being too comfortable," Rias said at this moment, glaring at him with a displeased look. "Why are you sitting in my seat? And put your legs down from my desk. How unsightly!"
"Tsk! Now I need to burn both of them." She pulled my hand and led me to the sofa after casting a cleaning spell, just in case some ugly monkey had dirtied it. Her tone softened as she guided me down and pulled my head into her lap, gently caressing my hair.
"Are you feeling comfortable, honey?"
"Yeah." The soft sensation of her thighs made me answer contentedly.
"..." Azazel, Issei, Kiba, and the others stared in complete silence, utterly speechless.
"Anyways," Azazel said as he wisely stood up.
He still couldn't figure out why Rias was being so aggressive and impolite. The profile he had on her before painted a very different picture then 'Is it because she is in love?'
"Since everyone is going back to the Underworld, I thought it would be nice if we all returned together."
He walked across the room and stopped next to the window.
"I don't think that's needed. Everyone can just teleport back to their own house," Rias refused flatly. The time she had with her darling was limited, and she didn't want to waste it with others taking even more of his attention than they already did.
The entire time, none of Kiba's past companions paid him any attention. Rias acted as if he didn't exist. Koneko was already sitting next to Yusuke, fighting with Ravel over who would get to rest his legs on their lap, and Akeno went to the other side of the room with Tsubaki to prepare tea for him.
Issei, on the other hand, wanted to ogle all the busty women, but whenever he tried to move his gaze, an ominous feeling, like a strange grip on his heart, stopped him. In the end, he fixed his gaze back on the trap hiding in the corner with a paper bag over his head.
"Gasper-san."
"W-what do you want?!" Gasper recoiled back against the wall, staring nervously at the man smiling weirdly at him.
"I just want to get to know you." Issei tried not to show any creepy expression, but it was hard. Even though he knew Gasper was male, Issei still couldn't fully register it in his mind. No matter how he looked at it, Gasper seemed more feminine than even a woman, and on top of that, he was wearing female clothes with stockings and a short skirt.
"I... I don't want to talk to anyone! Leave me alone!" Gasper shook his head rapidly. He wanted to recoil back, but his back was already pressed against the wall.
"I mean no harm, alright, alright. Is it okay to talk to you from this distance?" Issei sat down on the floor, raised his hand, and spoke in a helpless tone.
"Emm! Say, what do you want?" Sensing Issei's soft attitude, Gasper felt slightly less afraid. He gazed at him through the holes in the paper bag on his head and asked cautiously.
On the other hand, Azazel was speaking to Raynare and Kalawarna, standing behind me.
"It seems that both of you are having a good life."
It was a complex feeling to see those who had once been his subordinates, even though they were low-ranked and he had never paid much attention to them. The fact that they had betrayed the Grigori and him, and now stood there serving another person, left him staring at them in silence for a moment.
Back when Kokabiel secretly sent the four Fallen Angels to Kuoh Town to prepare for his plot, Kalawarna had informed Azazel about it. In return, Azazel gave her a tool to conceal her Fallen Angel identity, allowing her to become a teacher and sneak around Yusuke unnoticed by the Devils.
Now these two Fallen Angels no longer held any reverence or respect toward him. They had also grown much stronger than they were before.
Although Azazel did not like to brag, he was actually very charismatic. The majority of Fallen Angels respected him and followed him wholeheartedly.
"Indeed, we have never been this happy," Raynare spoke calmly.
The way she was gazing at Azazel was as if she were looking at a stranger. Even though remembering it made her feel disgusted with herself, Raynare had actually had a massive crush on Azazel before she met Yusuke. Now, whenever she recalled it, she felt like smashing her head into a wall. It made her skin crawl!
"Good to hear that." Azazel smiled gently at the two of them before turning to Sona and Rias. "The first battle of the Youth Devil Rating Game Tournament has already been decided."
"It's between Sona Sitri's peerage and Rias Gremory's peerage."
The Youth Devil Rating Game Tournament is a special Rating Game tournament prepared by the Four Great Satans in order to have the young Devil heirs compete against each other, increasing their power while also serving as entertainment for Rating Game fans and other mythological faction leaders.
The one who actually pushed for this tournament the most was Sirzechs.
"Is that so?" Sona fell silent for a few seconds, then adjusted her glasses. When she looked up, her eyes met Rias's, and she smiled. "In that case, I won't lose to you, Rias!"
"That should be my phrase! I will defeat you, Sona!" Rias burned with extreme confidence. Her long crimson hair swayed lightly. "I will not allow another woman to defeat me with Yusuke watching me."
"We will see about that." Light reflected across Sona's glasses.
"Xenovia, Irina, Asia, have you thought about my proposition?" Taking this chance, Rias looked at the church trio who were originally sitting together on the opposite side, discussing something about a Holy Scripture, and asked them.
"Your proposition?" The three of them looked up and muttered at the same time.
Since the three of them had joined Yusuke's harem, Rias would occasionally pester them to join her peerage. The main reason was simple; her peerage was severely lacking. Including herself, there were only three members, Koneko and Akeno.
On the other hand, Sona already had her peerage nearly full.
If the two of them were to compete, she would be completely crushed.
"I have thought this matter through, Rias. I accept. I shall join your peerage," Xenovia stood up and declared firmly.
Among the three, she was actually the one most interested in abandoning her human identity.
"Xenovia, are you sure?" Irina asked in surprise.
"Of course I am," Xenovia replied calmly. "Both of you and I have lived together with the Devils for some time now. Do you still think they are as detestable as we originally believed?"
When she saw Irina shake her head, Xenovia continued.
"Then what is the big deal about becoming one? I think being a Devil is much more beneficial than staying as a human. We could become stronger and have a much longer lifespan. I don't want to grow old."
"Hmm! That makes sense!" Irina's eyes suddenly sparkled with determination. "It's bad if Darling were to see my ugly, wrinkly self in another hundred years! Yes, this is really, really bad!"
She stood up energetically and pumped her fists together.
"For my beauty, I'll become a Devil too!"
"Xenovia, you really are a genius! You thought so far ahead!" She patted Xenovia's shoulder with shining eyes.
"Of course I am!" Xenovia put her hand on her waist and laughed proudly.
"..." Yusuke, Azazel, Riser, Rias, Akeno, Sona, Tsubaki, and everyone else in the room.
"I'll do it too," Asia suddenly stood up. She bowed politely toward Rias and spoke with clear determination.
"Rias-san, please reincarnate me as a Devil as well. I don't want to grow old. I want to stay with Yusuke-sama for tens of thousands of years more!"
-x-X-x-
Chess is often associated with intelligence because it demands planning, pattern recognition, and the ability to think several moves ahead. Over time, this reputation evolved into a common belief that anyone who plays chess is smart, even though the game itself relies more on practice and strategy than innate intelligence.
A clear example was the crimson-haired woman playing chess right now in nothing but thin bra and panties.
"You have improved, Akeno," Rias said as she moved her piece, watching Akeno's troubled expression who was in the same clothes.
She was anything but intelligent or smart. In reality, she was far more impulsive and reckless than most people.
The Evil Pieces and the Rating Games were created based on chess, which sparked widespread interest among devils, especially within the noble houses.
"Haa! I want to see darling right now!" Irina groaned as she leaned against the sofa, staring at the ceiling.
As the Rating Game between Sona and Rias was about to begin, both peerages were making their preparations. However, their darling had not come to the Underworld with them. Instead, he was somewhere else with the other women. According to him, he wanted to explore the Underworld with them, and he was also afraid of accidentally creating another yandere.
"Woah, Asia, I didn't know you were so skilled at drawing!"
Xenovia's loud exclamation drew the attention of all the women. When they looked over, they saw Asia holding a pencil and drawing on a sheet of white paper.
On it was a remarkably realistic portrait of their Darling. He was staring off to the side with a calm expression, his face neutral and composed. Yet within those eyes was a depth that seemed almost alive, as though one could glimpse the intense affection hidden beneath the surface.
Just looking into his eyes was enough to make the busty blue-haired tomboy feel wet her panties.
"I am not really that good. I only started learning recently, hehe."
Asia instinctively tried to hide the drawing, feeling embarrassed. She let out a shy laugh before continuing, "I always think about Master, so to alleviate my longing, I started drawing his image. Surprisingly, it makes me feel calmer."
"No, you are very talented at this, Asia." Akeno and Rias abandoned their chess game and gathered around her. Rias gently patted Asia's head as she spoke in a warm tone, "I am sure Darling will love it when he sees it."
Although Asia sometimes hid a surprisingly nasty and sinister side beneath her sweet exterior, there was one strange thing about her. She grew on people very easily. Almost every woman around her felt the urge to protect her and shower her with affection.
Well, with the exception of Katerea. That woman nearly pissed herself every time she saw Asia.
"Rias-oneesama, really?" Asia's green eyes sparkled.
"Mmm, I am sure of it!" Rias nodded before turning to the other two Church girls. "Have you adapted to your new identities yet?"
A couple of days ago, Rias had performed the reincarnation ceremony and turned the three girls into members of her peerage.
"I thought I would feel a bit strange, but I actually don't feel much difference compared to when I was human. Well, except that I have wings and can see better at night," Xenovia replied as she touched the pair of bat-like wings sprouting from her back.
"Haah! I wonder what Yu-sama is doing right now?" Aika muttered under her breath. Then, without warning, she stood up and headed toward the door.
"Where are you going?" Murayama asked.
"Do some solo play. Want to cum together?" Aika wiggled her index and middle finger with a perverted grin.
"Hopeless pervert," Murayama facepalmed, but she still got up and followed her. The two of them left the room together.
...
Pla! Pla! Pla!
"Aaahhn! Darling! Fuuuuck~♡! Your cock is so fucking deep inside me! Haaahn! It's splitting my pussy apart ❤❤!" Eleonora wailed shamelessly, her loud, slutty moans echoing through the toilet stall like a yandere bitch in heat.
Which she was.
Pla! Pla! Pla! Pla!
The obscene, wet slapping of flesh against flesh grew louder and wetter as I pinned the mature milf against the stall door, pounding her dripping cunt with brutal force. Her hot, sloppy milf pussy was absolutely drenched, juices running down her thighs as her greedy inner walls clenched and spasmed around my thick, veiny cock.
Every savage thrust made her soft folds stretch obscenely wide, sucking me in deeper like a hungry whore's hole desperate for my cum.
Her tits bounced wildly with each impact, nipples hard, while her pussy gushed and squelched noisily around me, coating my balls in her sticky lewd nectar.
"Haaah! Yes! Right fucking there~♡! Ahn! You're hammering my womb! Haaahn! Fuck! Yes! pound my womb harder, Yusuke❤❤!" Eleonora clung to me with her arms and legs wrapped tightly around my body. Her thick, soft thighs gripped my waist as she pulled me in deeper, her massive tits squishing and bouncing wildly against my chest with every violent slam of my hips.
Her hard nipples rubbed against my skin as her whole body jolted from the force of my thrusts.
Her face was flushed a deep, shameful crimson, sweat pouring down her temples and neck. Her luxurious red dress was completely disheveled, the fabric torn down and hanging loosely off one shoulder, exposing most of her tits.
Strands of her golden blonde hair stuck messily to her sweaty cheeks as her eyes rolled back in ecstasy, with drool leaking from the corner of her open mouth, dripping down her chin.
Her red high heels were barely clinging to her feet, which were wrapped in torn red fishnet stockings riddled with multiple holes, especially around her thick thighs. The shredded red lacy thong dangled uselessly from one ankle, swinging and bouncing lightly with every thrust of my cock slamming into her pussy.
Pa!
"Is this what you wanted, you thirsty fucking slut?" I growled, pressing my forehead against hers, our lips brushing as I whispered hotly against her mouth. The hot, ragged breaths mixed together while I spanked her fat ass, the sharp smack echoing in the stall.
"Couldn't even wait till we got home, huh? You dragged me into this restaurant toilet just to get your slutty cunt fucked like a cheap whore?"
Pa!
I gave her ass another firm slap, gripping her soft meat. "Where is your self-control? Is your brain only capable of thinking about getting stuffed full of my cock?"
When I returned to the Underworld, every single woman in my harem suddenly insisted that I take Eleonora out on a date. It left me somewhat confused. It was incredibly rare for all my girls to agree on one thing, especially something that involved me spending exclusive time with just one of them.
Normally, if any woman wanted a date, the others would immediately pester me to tag along or demand that I promise to take them out right after.
Even so, I agreed without hesitation. Why would I refuse to take my own lovely, sugar milf on a date? Of course, I would do whatever I could to make her happy.
"Aaahhh! Yes! I'm your whore! Your dirty, cock-hungry milf whore!" Eleonora moaned even louder, her voice filled with pure slutty desperation. "Spank me more! Haaahn! Fuck me harder, please! Wreck my slutty cunt, Masterrr!"
Her voluptuous body trembled violently with shame and overwhelming pleasure as she clung to me. The thrilling fear that someone might walk into the bathroom at any second and hear her shameless moans only made her tighter.
Her greedy inner walls convulsed and squeezed around my cock like a hungry vice, milking me eagerly with every thrust.
Pla! Pla! Pla!
"Shit! Your pussy is getting even tighter! You are getting turned on by this?" I growled as I gripped her neck with one hand and choked her firmly. I pounded her faster, slamming my fat cock deep inside her. "Fuck, I didn't know I was dating such a shameless exhibitionist!"
I kept ruthlessly stretching her mature cunt wide open with every brutal thrust, my hips smacking loudly against her ass.
"Haahn!! Haannn~!!" Eleonora's eyes widened before rolling completely back, showing almost nothing but white as her face twisted into a full ahegao expression. A flood of her warm love juices squirted out around my cock and ran shamelessly down her thighs, splattering onto the bathroom floor.
Being manhandled so roughly like this, combined with the constant risk of someone walking in and catching her getting fucked, made the pleasure magnified ten times harder. Her mind melted as her body shook uncontrollably with ecstasy.
Clack!
Suddenly, they heard the bathroom door open. Two women walked in, chatting casually.
"She sent him a picture with the caption, 'Step-bro, I am stuck in the washing machine.'"
"The audacity! What did you do?!"
"When I confronted her, she shamelessly said, 'It's not like we're blood-related!'"
Hearing the voice of the two women outside, Eleonora's eyes widened in panic, but her pussy only squeezed harder around him.
"Shh... quiet, slut," I whispered harshly as I covered her mouth with my hand and continued thrusting. "You don't want them to hear what a loud whore you are, do you?"
"Mmmph~! Mmmph~!" Eleonora shook her head desperately, tears running down her cheeks. Her muffled moans vibrated against my palm as I kept fucking her.
"Slut! That bastard is at fault too. He should've cut her off a long time ago!"
"It's not his fault. He's just too kind. That slut keeps taking advantage of him."
"Dafuq? Are you serious?!"
The two women continued their conversation, completely unaware that two people were having sex right next to them.
Eleonora's heart raced wildly. The thrill pushed her over the edge again. Her pussy spasmed violently as she cum hard, squirting around my cock. More of her love juice kept on spraying out and dripping down beneath the door.
"Wait, what is that?"
Suddenly, the woman being cuckolded by her boyfriend's step-sister stared at the floor. A shiny trail of clear, sticky liquid was slowly dripping from under the occupied stall door, forming a small puddle near her heels.
She stepped closer, tilting her head. Now she could hear it, a faint, wet rhythmic slapping sound mixed with muffled, breathy moans.
"Is anyone in there?!" she called out sharply, her voice echoing through the bathroom.
The second woman leaned in beside her, whispering, "Holy shit... that better not be what I think it is."
"It can't be, right? Sniff, sniff! No way!" She sniffed. The moment she caught the familiar scent of sex, her eyes widened. The two women exchanged a glance, then identical malicious smiles spread across their faces.
Without a word, they both lifted their legs and kicked the door.
Bang!
The lock snapped apart and flew through the air as the door burst open. The scene before them made both women freeze.
The stall was completely empty.
The only thing left behind was a puddle of love juice on the floor.
Both women stood there stunned for a second, staring at the mess. One of them finally muttered, confused and disappointed, "Was it a mistake...?"
"Maybe whoever was fucking in here is already gone. How boring," the other woman said with a shrug. She returned to the mirror and adjusted her hair before adding, "Anyways, let's go. I can't keep my darling waiting."
"You are completely gone."
"Hmph! You just don't know how great he is!"
'Should I kill them?'
-x-X-x-
The two gossiping women finally left the bathroom, their heels fading away as the main door clicked shut.
The instant the coast was clear, the door of the neighboring stall swung open. I stepped out carrying Eleonora, her voluptuous body clinging desperately to me like glue. Our mouths still locked in an obscene, sloppy kiss, tongues swirling wildly as he tried to muffle her uncontrollable moans.
When their lips finally parted with a wet pop, a thick, gooey strand of saliva stretched between our tongues before snapping. The messy drool dripped down onto Eleonora's exposed, heaving tits, sliding lewdly over her skin and hard nipples.
"Huhnn! Haahn~! Darling...! I... I came so hard... haaahn~! Your cock feels too good inside me... I'm losing my mind~!" Eleonora moaned breathlessly, pressing her sweaty face against mine. Her long eyelashes fluttered as she panted hotly against my lips, her legs quivering uncontrollably around my waist.
"You came like crazy," I smirked, "But I'm not done yet."
I gripped her ass tighter and started pounding her, carrying her over to the wall and slamming her back against it. The force made her body jolt as I drove my meat stick even deeper.
"You love this, don't you?" I whispered against her ear. "Getting railed like a desperate whore in a public toilet where anyone could hear every lewd sound you make."
"Yes~! I love it... I love being your public whore~!" Eleonora whimpered shamelessly. "Aaahn~! Ruin me... destroy my pussy... haaahn~! I'm cumming again... I'm cumming again~!"
Her entire body seized up violently as another intense orgasm crashed through her. Her pussy clamped down hard around my cock, squirting messily in powerful spurts that splattered across the floor and down my legs, adding to the obscene puddle beneath them.
It was hard to believe that a woman who had given birth to four children could still have a pussy this impossibly tight.
I kept pounding her without mercy, savoring the way her mature milf body shook and clenched greedily around my cock. I spanked her plump ass repeatedly, leaving bright red handprints on her soft, jiggling flesh.
After several more minutes of brutal thrusting, I groaned deeply and buried myself to the hilt inside her.
"I'm cumming," I growled against her ear.
"Yes... Please... fill me up... pump all your hot cum deep inside me, Darling~!" Eleonora begged me with a trembling voice.
With a low groan, I fired m6 extra-thick load straight into her womb. The sheer volume flooded her instantly, painting her squirming, fleshy walls white. I continued thrusting through my orgasm, pumping load after load into her until her belly visibly swelled from the massive creampie.
"Haahn! So hot~!" Eleonora trembled violently in my arms, moaning sweetly as she felt her womb get completely stuffed and overflowed with my warm seed.
I slowly pulled my still-hard cock out of her overflowing pussy, a thick torrent of my cum immediately gushing out of her stretched hole and splattering onto the floor, mixing with her own juices.
Even after over 20 intense orgasms, Eleonora's body was still burning with need. She clung to me tightly, grinding her soaked cunt against my slick shaft.
"Haaahn... Darling..." she panted hotly against my neck, "I'm still so horny... I need more. I want more of vour strong body... and thick hard cock..."
I smirked, groping her cum filled ass. "Good. Because I'm nowhere near done with you either."
Eleonora licked her lips, eyes glazed with pure depravity. "Then let's get out of here. I'll call Ravel right now... I want her to join us. I want you to fuck both of us together until we can't walk!"
-x-X-x-
"Yusuke Aoki..." Lord Phenex muttered, pressing his fingers against his throbbing temples in a futile attempt to ease the splitting headache. "Just who the hell are you?"
Ever since that man had appeared in their lives, everything in the Phenex household had spiraled into complete chaos.
Originally, Lord Phenex had not minded Yusuke beating his arrogant son Riser at all. He had even welcomed the idea. After all, Riser had grown far too conceited for his own good and needed a harsh lesson.
However, what happened afterward completely changed Lord Phenex's life and turned the entire Phenex household upside down!
"What is the use of struggling anymore... Eleonora!" Lord Phenex roared in frustration. "How could she be this sinister and unfeeling?!"
He slammed his hands on the desk and stood up abruptly, then walked toward the door with heavy steps. These were the darkest days of his life. The only thing that brought him even the slightest comfort was the support of his sons, who had stayed firmly by his side through everything.
Fortunately, Riser was doing exceptionally well. He had even managed to recruit the Red Dragon Emperor into his peerage.
Hopefully, the future of the family would not be completely bleak. Perhaps Riser would prove himself in the future and succeed him as the head of the Phenex family instead of his eldest son.
"Riser? What the hell are you doing?" Lord Phenex had just stepped out of his study when he spotted his son at the far end of the hallway. His face twisted into a deep frown as he called out sharply.
"Father?!" Riser froze mid-motion, his entire body going rigid. He turned around mechanically, plastering on a painfully forced smile. "This is not what it looks like! I swear I can explain everything!"
"You will explain what exactly?!" Lord Phenex bellowed. "Since when the hell did you pick up the habit of cross-dressing?!"
The person standing before him was indeed Riser, but he was wearing a long, flowing blonde wig and a frilly white and pink party dress that trailed along the floor. The sight of his son dressed like that made Lord Phenex's face twist in disbelief.
"It's a game! Just a game, Father!" Riser waved his hands frantically in front of him, desperately trying to calm his father's rising fury. "I lost a bet against Issei, and this was the punishment! That's all it is! I swear!"
"A game?"
Lord Phenex felt his headache growing even worse. He pressed his fingers against his forehead and waved his hand dismissively at his son. He no longer had any desire to deal with him. Turning around, he said coldly, "Stop playing around and get out of my sight!"
"Yes, Lord father!" Riser replied instantly. He bolted from the spot and ran away as fast as he could.
The blond cross-dressing boy quickly gathered the hem of his dress and ran frantically down the hall until he was safely out of sight. He leaned against the wall, patting his chest in relief.
"Goddamn it! Issei nearly screwed me over back there..." Riser muttered, then paused as a deep blush spread across his face. "Wait... he has been screwing me for a while now."
For some weird reason, Issei had recently started getting into risky roleplay scenarios, including outdoor sex themes. Earlier, he had ordered him to dress like this and walk around the estate without being exposed. If he got exposed, as had already happened before, he would be "punished."
Shaking his head, Riser forced the intrusive images out of his mind and hurriedly ran back to his room, carefully avoiding the servants along the way. If he were caught by any of them, or worse, by his brothers, it would be the worst possible outcome.
Pla! Pla! Pla!
Before opening the door, weird sounds reached his ears. When he opened the door, he was greeted with the scene of Issei pressing a woman against the ground, stepping on her head while pounding her from behind. His face was twisted with anger and fury as he swung his waist.
Since they had returned to the Underworld a couple of days ago, Issei had been focusing all his attention on the big-breasted maid who had manipulated him, claiming he wanted to "train" her.
"She passed out again!" When Issei finished and pulled himself out, he glanced at Riser before walking to the side of the bed and sitting down. Then he asked, "Riser, is it really impossible to get Gasper from Rias Gremory?"
"That would be difficult. Rias values her peerage greatly. If Kiba had not made such a mistake, she probably would not want to give him up," he said, glancing at the blond sitting on the other side of the room with Saji, both of them drinking tea.
"Tsk! If only we could find a way... Still, it's hard to believe that someone like him is actually a boy," Issei held his head and muttered.
"It doesn't matter if he is a boy or a girl for you, right?" Riser sat next to him and said in a sarcastic tone.
"Of course it does! I want oppais! Large, soft, squishy, fleshy mounds! Men don't have oppais!" Issei wiggled his finger with a perverted grin. Then his expression changed, and tears began streaming down his face. "I want boobs!!"
[Then why did you create such a twisted evil technique instead of a gender switch? You could have turned any man into a woman.] At that moment, surprisingly, Ddraig, who normally did not like to speak when Issei was doing his nasty activities, spoke.
"Wait, what? Ehh?! Ehh!! Ehhhhh!!" Hearing the dragon's voice, Issei's eyes widened. He let out a loud shout, then grabbed his head and screamed, "I didn't think about it at all!!!!"
"Dafuq?!" Riser, Saji, and Kiba all stared at him in astonishment.
[Why is my host this moronic? A failure even as a perverted abomination!] Ddraig facepalmed. He cut off the connection and went back to sleep, as he did every time he realized just how stupid his host could be.
"It must be her! She is the one who guided me before. Damn it! She screwed me over again!" Issei stood up and walked over to the big-breasted maid, growling in anger.
-x-X-x-
"...Sekiryūtei...sama... Hehehe... Riser-sama... pressed him harder... Yes... hehehe... don't... Gehehehehe..." The maid twitched as she let out creepy giggles while unconscious.
Back then, because he was filled with despair, he was not thinking properly. The maid took advantage of that and used it to fulfill her Fujoshi fantasy.
"Since I can create Dragon Collapse, I will create a gender switch too! I'll call it Oppai Paradise!" Issei clutched his hands and roared loudly, ignoring the three men behind him.
"Who do you think would win?"
-x-X-x-
In the VIP room, I sat relaxed with Raynare and Kalawarna clinging tightly to both of my sides, their bodies pressed against my arms.
Between my legs, Ravel sat on the floor, resting her head comfortably on my thigh while looking at the screen ahead. She asked the question curiously.
"It is hard to say," I answered. "But the odds are in Sona's favor. She has had her peerage for much longer, while Rias only recently recruited three new members, and they have not had enough time to get used to working together."
-x-X-x-
The battlefield for this Rating Game was modeled after the large department store located near Kuoh Academy. Rias Gremory's peerage was teleported directly to the second floor, while Sona Sitri's peerage materialized on the first floor.
Overseeing the match this time was Sirzechs Lucifer's Knight, Souji Okita.
"Indeed, the rules of this Rating Game aren't really in Rias-sama's favor," Ravel replied, idly drawing circles on my thigh with her finger.
In Rating Games, aside from the standard rules, there are often special conditions and unique variations. Some matches even revolve around specific objectives instead of simple elimination.
The rule for this match states that neither side is allowed to destroy the department store that serves as the battlefield. In other words, they cannot engage in large-scale or overly destructive battles.
This heavily limits Rias's peerage, which relies far more on raw destructive power than Sona's. After all, most of Rias's servants are Power-types.
The Rating Game system classifies players into several distinct combat types, including Power, Technique, Wizard, and Support.
Out of these, Rias is a Wizard-type, a category that specializes in magic and magical combat. Akeno is the same.
Irina is a Technique-type, relying on speed, skill, and precision in battle.
Xenovia is a Power-type who also excels in speed. She is the kind of fighter who aims to end battles with a single decisive strike.
Asia and Gasper are Support-types. However, with a more detailed classification, Asia is closer to a Wizard-type, and when she uses her Incinerate Anthem, she can also function as a Power-type. Gasper, on the other hand, is closer to a Technique-type.
Koneko is a Power-type.
I felt Ravel's hand slowly sliding upward along my thigh, inching dangerously close to the zipper of my pants. I ignored the danger and asked 2B, 'Hey, how strong am I compared to the others right now?'
Back when I fought Sirzechs, although I didn't win, I didn't lose either. At that time, I still wasn't fully accustomed to my new strength and hadn't allocated all my skill points. Now the situation was completely different. I was much more familiar with my abilities, and after completing Serafall's quest, which had doubled my overall strength, I was curious to know how I currently compared to the other powerhouses in this world.
[Well, how should I put it... You are strong. Very, very strong. I believe you are stronger than Sirzechs now, even if he were to fight you with all his strength. Normally, you rank among the top 10 strongest beings in the world.] 2B answered my question, without any of her usual nasty attitude.
'Top 10 strongest beings? Detail.'
[Of course, There are multiple mythologies that have existed for who knows how many years, so naturally, people created rankings of strength. These rankings also heavily influence the political situation of each faction and mythology. Back then, the Biblical God was extremely powerful and ranked very high!] 2B answered calmly. [Sirzechs and Ajuka can be considered among the top 10 strongest beings as well.]
[According to my estimation, you should be among the top three. You are probably stronger than Indra and weaker than Shiva.]
[Just to give you an idea, Indra is so strong that the Four Great Satans would need to work together to match him. They should be the ones walking on eggshells when they meet you!]
Honestly, I was feeling quite good about myself right now.
I had gone from a weakling that even someone like Murayama could turn into a limbless human stick to a powerhouse who, if I ran rampant, could probably erase entire races from the map.
*Slurp! Slurp! Slurp!*
Well, perhaps the source of my good mood was coming from below. The wet, warm sensation of Ravel's mouth taking my cock inside.
'Who is the number one, by the way?' I asked while reaching out to fondle Raynare's large, soft breasts, squeezing and groping them roughly as I leaned in to make out with Kalawarna, our tongues intertwining sloppily.
[It's Ophis,] B2 answered simply.
Yusuke didn't find it surprising. That was the kind of being who could make even Sirzechs show visible fear at the mere mention of her name.
[Ophis could bitch slap Shiva into oblivion. Even if all the top 10, including you, scratch that, even the top 20 including you, were to fight Ophis directly, you'd all end up dying.] 2B replied.
I broke the kiss with Kalawarna and turned to kiss Raynare, while feeling another warm mouth sucking on my balls. It was Eleonora lavishing attention on my sack as Ravel continued deepthroating me with wet, sloppy sounds.
[It's just that sometimes it feels unbelievable that you've grown to this level so quickly,] 2B said with an emotional tone. [Honestly, I thought you would have died long ago. My bet was on Raynare killing you and keeping your corpse intact.]
Although he may have seemed to subdue the yandere relatively easily, that wasn't the case at all. He had simply been lucky and, surprisingly, had used his advantages effectively when necessary.
This was quite impressive considering he wasn't exactly smart at the beginning. Take Grayfia, for example. If she had been as extreme as Murayama, his limbs would have flown off long ago, the moment she discovered that he had slept with another woman.
I felt Kalawarna's soft lips sucking on my neck, her hot breath brushing against my skin as she rained wet kisses along my nape. She pressed her large naked breasts firmly against my back while Raynare devoured my mouth, tongues intertwining sloppily. Raynare ripped open my clothes, letting her hands greedily roam and grope the strong, muscular chest.
I pulled away from Raynare's mouth, grabbed her large breasts, and started sucking hungrily on them. I rolled my tongue around her stiff nipples, sucking and licking them greedily as I continued, 'Too bad you don't have a body. Otherwise, I'd probably end up falling for you.'
[Really?!] 2B exclaimed loudly. However, the next instant, she quickly composed herself and said,
[Hmph! Flattery won't get you anywhere!]
'I am being serious, sss!' I replied with a serious tone before I hissed sharply, feeling myself about to cum right as Ravel switched places with Eleonora. The busty milf's experienced mouth was like a vacuum, greedily sucking the cum straight from my balls with powerful, wet suction.
[Who knows? Maybe your dream will happen someday.] 2B fell silent for a long time before she stated.
I thrust my hips instinctively into Eleonora's mouth, burying my cock to the hilt. She hugged my hips tightly, keeping me plunged deep down her throat as her lips pressed firmly against my pelvis. A clear, obscene bulge was visible in her throat while she greedily drank every drop of my thick spunk.
I lay on my back against Kalawarna's soft chest, letting Raynare straddle me and sink down onto my cock, taking me all the way inside her tight, wet pussy.
"Ahn! Ahn! Ahn! Darling! Darling! What are you thinking about?! Look at me! Look at me! Kiss me!"
In the end, I stopped thinking about 2B for now. Raynare grabbed my face with both hands, forcing me to focus on her as she slammed her hips down wildly, riding my thick cock with frantic, desperate bounces.
Pla! Pla! Pla!
Her tight, soaking wet pussy clenched and sucked around my shaft with every aggressive thrust, juices dripping down my balls. Her massive breasts bounced and slapped heavily against her chest, nipples hard and erect, as she moaned louder and louder, her voice turning into high-pitched, lewd cries of pleasure.
Venelana, who had been sitting on the opposite sofa watching Rias's match, had at some point taken Kalawarna's place beside me. She leaned in and began kissing my neck and chest with hot, hungry lips, while grabbing my hand, guiding it under her skirt.
She pulled her soaked thong aside with her own fingers, pressing my hand directly against her dripping wet pussy, letting me feel her slippery, puffy folds and slide my fingers inside her tight, welcoming love hole.
....
The VVIPs were watching the Rating Game from completely separate locations, with each match being broadcast to them from vastly different places. That was precisely why I chose to watch the match here. I really didn't want to get anywhere near the battlefield and risk attracting yet another yandere.
In a certain private room, an elderly man with long grey hair and a magnificent beard that reached the floor sat watching the screen with great interest. He wore a gold and white monocle over his left eye.
Suddenly, he let out a creepy laugh, "Kids these days sure grow up well. Look at those breasts... Hmm, and these butts are so fine too. I really want to cop a feel."
Lying lazily on the sofa with his feet propped up on the table, Azazel laughed and spoke with a wink, "Old man Odin, if you want, I know a nice place. Want to grab a drink later?"
"Hohoho! Really? Not bad, not bad at all. You certainly know how to entertain your guests, Azazel," Odin replied, stroking his long beard while laughing loudly.
-x-X-x-
Since the three factions had come together in peace, they began actively seeking out other mythologies to expand their alliance, all for the sake of peace. On one hand, they were doing this to protect themselves now that God was dead and many other factions had learned of this fact.
On the other hand, it was to maintain that peace and work together to eliminate any force that might threaten it.
Odin, the chief deity of Norse mythology and leader of the Gods in Asgard, was one of the few gods who had accepted their offer. He had come to discuss the alliance and would be participating in the upcoming meeting.
He was quite the perverted old man and loved to harass women, though it seemed he did not have the ability to go all the way.
"That place doesn't only have good drinks," Azazel said, making a lewd grabbing motion with both hands as if he were squeezing something soft. With a perverted grin, he added, "It's an Oppai Club. They've got some really nice oppai too, hehehe."
"Hahaha! Good! Good! I'm looking forward to it!" Odin laughed along with him, stroking his long beard.
"Odin-sama! You cannot!"
A stern voice suddenly came from behind the sofa. The woman standing there glared at him with a strict expression and continued, "Odin-sama, you are here to discuss important matters, not to have fun! It is highly inappropriate! You will ruin our reputation!"
She was a very beautiful woman with long, straight silver hair and aqua-colored eyes. She looked as though she were in her late teens or early twenties. Her figure was extremely voluptuous, with large, majestic breasts and a plump, soft, squishy ass.
Dressed in a formal gown that tightly hugged her body, she carried an elegant and refined appearance.
Despite the conservative outfit, her sinful curves were impossible to hide.
Her name is Rossweisse, and she is a demigod, a Valkyrie, and the bodyguard of Odin.
"Geez, you're so stuffy. That's why you can't get a hero for a boyfriend." Odin sighed and turned his attention back to the screen.
"A-At any rate, I'm just an aged female warrior with a history of no boyfriends! I, too, want to have a boyfriend! Auuu!" The moment the old man spoke, the originally elegant and dignified silver-haired woman immediately broke down into tears.
"..."
Azazel watched the interaction and thought inwardly, 'I can't understand how this geezer selects his staff. How can a person like that protect you?'
Even though everyone usually trained together almost every day, Sona's peerage still displayed better coordination and had more members overall.
However, on the surface, Rias's peerage appeared stronger. Aside from Murayama and Aika, the other members of Sona's peerage were generally less talented and much weaker than those in Rias's peerage.
Sona's two Bishops, Momo Hanakai and Reya Kusaka, were far less talented than Gasper and Asia. The problem for Rias, however, was that Gasper was not well suited for combat due to his personality.
On the Knights' side, Rias held the clear advantage. She had Irina and Xenovia, whereas Sona had Murayama and Tomoe Meguri.
The same thing applied to the Rooks. Tsubasa Yura would not last even a single punch from Koneko.
The same thing applied to the Rooks. Tsubasa Yura would not last even a single punch from Koneko.
"What is your plan, Rias?" Akeno looked around and asked the crimson-haired woman beside her.
"We will go forward and crush them directly. I am sure Sona is planning something, but I want to see how she would be able to hide from us," Rias replied.
She crossed her arms under her large breasts, lifting and pressing them together, causing them to bounce heavily with seductive waves for her darling. Then she took the first step forward, her peerage following closely behind her.
Usually, in this kind of Rating Game, both sides would need to scheme and plan their movements carefully. They would have to advance toward the enemy base while staying on guard against ambushes and possibly even splitting into different groups.
However, that was not the case this time.
Thanks to their Observation Haki, there was nowhere for anyone to hide.
"Something is not right. I can't sense Murayama," Koneko suddenly spoke with a serious tone as the group had been walking for a while.
She had been using her Observation Haki the entire time. She could sense the exact locations of Sona and her peerage, yet for some strange reason she couldn't sense Murayama's aura at all.
"Indeed," Rias said with a frown before smiling confidently. "As expected of Sona. She really does have a plan."
Since the two had been childhood friends, they knew each other very well. She already expected that Sona was plotting something, as that was her style, while Rias's style was to crush everything with absolute strength.
She was confident in her own servants. They were all far more powerful than Sona's side. Rias was honestly very thankful that she had managed to recruit the Church trio into her peerage so easily.
She had her darling to thank for that since he had implicitly persuaded them.
"We won't change our plan. Let's meet them head on."
Her forte had never been scheming. Her peerage consisted mostly of Power-types who excelled at crushing everything in their path. Their best tactic was to charge forward, though they could not afford to do so recklessly.
"Rias-Buchou... I am scared. Do I really have to fight? This Rating Game is being broadcasted... so many people will see me... I am so nervous!"
Gasper trailed behind the group, nervously clutching the hem of his skirt. He looked around timidly while hiding his face inside the paper bag that Asia had given him earlier.
Rias let out a tired sigh. "Gasper, no one is going to hurt you. All you have to do is stay behind and use your Sacred Gear when I give you the signal."
Gasper's problems were always so difficult to deal with. It was already very impressive that they had managed to persuade him to leave the Occult Research Club, but right now, he was still the weakest link among them.
'Azazel said he had an idea on how to make Gasper overcome his fear. I'll ask him later,' Rias thought.
Even though she disliked Azazel, she had to admit that he was a smart person. Lately, he had given them quite a bit of help and guidance.
"Hmm... I... will try! Rias-Buchou!" Gasper nodded firmly, even though he was shaking and his face had turned pale.
"Don't worry, Gaspy. We will protect you," Koneko glanced at him and assured him, though her face remained completely blank.
Even if Gasper was frankly a liability right now, none of them were willing to give up on their friend... well, except if he were to do what Kiba did.
"Hmm! Thank you, Koneko-chan!" Gasper's face lit up. For a fleeting moment, his nervousness faded away, but just then his expression froze in place.
Swoosh!
A dark purple shadow shot forward like lightning. Murayama appeared behind Gasper in an instant and thrust her sword straight through his back. The blade pierced cleanly through his heart and emerged from his chest.
"Ehh?"
Everything happened so fast and without any warning.
Gasper lowered his head and stared blankly at the sword buried in his chest. He hadn't even started feeling the pain yet when the blade was abruptly pulled out.
The next instant, a bright light enveloped him.
[Rias Gremory's Bishop had been retired.]
"Gasper!"
"Gasper-kun!"
"Gaspy!"
Shock and astonishment filled everyone.
Rias, Xenovia, Koneko, and the others all turned around at once to witness Gasper's figure fading away.
They stared at Murayama, who was smiling at them with blood still dripping from her sword.
"Hi, everyone," Murayama swung her sword, flinging the blood off the blade. She smiled at them brightly. "Goodbye, everyone."
Waving her hand, a purple light enveloped her, and her figure faded away completely in an instant.
BOOOM!
The instant she disappeared, a black crimson ball of energy crashed down on the exact spot where she had been standing.
"Murayama! Damn it!" Rias gritted her teeth in anger. She quickly used her Observation Haki, but to her disappointment and frustration, she could not find Murayama anywhere. "Where did she go?!"
''Is that a new skill? When did she learn something like that?" Irina held her Excalibur tightly and looked around vigilantly. It was very strange that someone could completely elude Observation Haki.
Ever since the yanderes had obtained Observation Haki, no one had been able to escape their senses. Even people much stronger than them could not hide.
Although Observation Haki was not some omniscient mirror that allowed them to grasp everything happening around them, they could sense the distinctive aura of everyone within a specific range.
The range for the girls was so large that they had to limit it because it could overwhelm them.
However, at this moment, they discovered that someone could actually evade their senses.
"Calm down, Rias. Remember the rules. We can't destroy the building." Akeno placed a hand on Rias's shoulder and spoke in a much calmer tone. "You need to tell us what to do."
"Huff! You are right. Sorry about that, Akeno. It was my negligence that caused this," Rias took a deep breath and gave Akeno a grateful look.
...
'Strange, did she attain her Balance Breaker or something? How did she pull that off?'
In the VVIP room, I was thrusting my thick cock deep into Grayfia's tight asshole, gripping her massive fat ass with both hands while passionately tongue kissing Venelana.
The moment I saw what happened on the screen, my hips stopped moving. I broke the sloppy kiss with Venelana and exclaimed.
I shook my head right after and thought, 'No, it's not that. She actually created a new skill on her own? Damn! Yanderes are scary!'
It was common knowledge that yanderes, for some fucked up reason, tended to be insanely talented in certain areas. Sometimes they were even talented in fucking everything.
Sometimes they would start as powerless and ordinary women, but once they became a yandere, they would quickly turn into a successful and powerful CEO who dominated an entire industry.
At the same time, they would be experts in mathematics, physics, science, heart and brain surgery, martial arts, assassination, professional cooking, espionage, counter-terrorism, terrorism, and much more. It just did not make any sense.
"Hmm, Yusuke~! If you don't start moving, I'll show you how scary a yandere can be. Hurry up!"
Grayfia's dissatisfied voice came from below me. She was on all fours, looking back at me with a very terrifying smile as she slammed her fat ass hard against my pelvis, greedily swallowing my thick cock with her tight asshole.
...
"Impressive. How impressive indeed," Odin leaned back and commented in an amused tone.
"Sona Sitri and Rias Gremory's peerages are filled with talent. They are all very outstanding," Azazel said as well.
Although he did not know much about Observation Haki, he had noticed that all of these girls possessed some weird skill that allowed them to expand their senses and predict their opponents' attacks to a certain extent. He had no idea how Murayama managed to evade that.
"What's so good about their skills? I was talking about their figures," Odin said, giving Azazel a look of disappointment. He stroked his long beard while ogling the women on the screen. "Hmm, that brat Sirzechs's sister... she has grown up to become such a fine woman. Just look at those breasts!"
"Old geezer, I advise you to keep those thoughts to yourself, or I will gouge out your remaining eye. Perhaps that way you will truly become a wise man," Serafall, who had been silent this entire time, suddenly spoke in a frosty tone. A terrifying aura erupted from her and slammed into Odin.
With Serafall's personality, she normally would not care even if Odin were to grope her butt, much less comment on Rias's figure.
But that had obviously changed after she turned into a yandere... well, a goudere would be a more accurate description now. It was true that Rias had a bombshell of a body, but not just any man had the right to stare at her lustfully under Serafall's watchful eyes.
The outburst of her power alarmed Azazel. His pupils shrank, and his eyes widened as he abruptly stood up from his seat, staring at her in frozen shock. He knew Serafall's strength better than anyone else in the room, and the magical aura she was radiating at this moment was far greater than anything he had ever seen her display before.
"Serafall, what are you doing?!"
This was not the time to dwell on her sudden growth in strength. Azazel quickly recovered from his shock and rushed between the two of them, putting himself in front of Serafall as he glared at her.
"Odin-sama!" Rossweisse also hurriedly stepped in front of her master, sword in hand, as she glared warily at Serafall and even Azazel. Despite her courage, her body was trembling from the overwhelming power Serafall was radiating.
Since Serafall's submission had reached the Devoted level, her Darling naturally gave her his Blessing and granted her three skills.
Her base power doubled, and all of her skills were raised by four levels. As for the skills she chose, they were Ruler's [Authority], [Kamehameha], and [Observation Haki].
Even though he had wanted her to choose Immortality, she insisted on taking Kamehameha instead. Apparently, she didn't have any fire-based skills, perhaps because of her affinity for ice.
Ice was her unique ability. No one else in the Sitri House possessed anything similar.
For him it didn't make any sense.
"Lass Serafall?" Odin did not seem bothered by Serafall's action at all. He narrowed his eyes, glanced at the obviously worked up Azazel, then back at Serafall before he unexpectedly started laughing. "Alright, it is this old man's fault for ogling these kids."
"Azazel, didn't you say you know a good place? Lead the way." He no longer paid any attention to her and spoke to Azazel before turning around and walking toward the door.
"Right now?!" Azazel exclaimed in surprise before hurrying after him. He glared at Serafall one last time before letting out a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, it seemed that Odin was still willing to overlook this incident and continue the alliance with them.
It had been a real scare. For a moment, he thought all of their hard work was about to collapse.
The amount of distrust and hatred that other mythologies held toward the Three Factions was immense. They had worked very hard to convince Odin to come to their side.
After all, it was their mythology that had actively tried to suppress other faiths and steal their believers for many years, causing many factions to hate them to the core.
Heck, there were even many mythologies that had faded away because no one believed in them anymore, and they no longer had any faith to sustain them.
"W-what?! Odin-sama!" Rossweisse glanced at Serafall, then back at Odin before hurriedly following after him.
Serafall snorted coldly and sat back in her seat, staring at the screen. Even though she knew her actions could have terrible consequences, when it came to anything related to her man, everything else was insignificant, even if it was just some impotent old man staring at Yusuke's women.
"Everyone is gone, why am I here alone?"
The moment her ass touched the sofa, Serafall immediately stood back up. When she realized she was the only one remaining in the room, a magic circle appeared beneath her feet, and the next instant she was teleported to her darling side.
Originally, she had left his side because she needed to fulfill her duties as the person in charge of foreign relations and entertain Odin. But now that her work was already done, she would, of course, return to her man's side.
.....
Returning to the Rating Game, the battle between the two sides escalated once they finally met. Originally, Rias had been confident in crushing any of Sona's schemes, but after Murayama's surprise attack, she and her peerage began moving more cautiously, wary of further sneak attacks from her.
When the two sides clashed, there was not much destruction because of the rules. Rias's side was heavily restricted since most of them were Power-types, and they also had to remain on guard against Murayama's ambushes.
The most frustrating thing for both sides was Immortality. No amount of blows seemed capable of putting anyone down, and they kept recovering every time.
This was especially troublesome since neither side could use overly powerful attacks to overwhelm the other without damaging the battlefield.
However, even so, the members without Immortality, such as Momo, Reya, Tomoe, and Tsubasa, were taken out one by one despite Sona's and Tsubaki's efforts to protect them.
On the other hand, it was mostly Asia that dealt with them.
In fact, the deadliest person among them all was Asia because of her Incinerate Anthem, which was the bane of all dark creatures, especially Devils.
Once the purple holy flames spread around her, no one was able to do anything to stop her.
Even the Immortality skill became greatly weakened in the face of those holy flames.
When Tomoe was teleported to the healing room, she found the other three there as well. Holding her burned stomach, she complained, "It's unfair to fight these monsters! Asia-chan is already powerful, yet she also has a Longinus!"
"Yeah, I feel so useless," Momo said. Her arms and legs were covered in bandages as she glanced at the screen and added, "Sona-kaichō, Tsubaki-fukukaichō, and the others all became so strong because of Yusuke-san."
"Maybe I should ask him to make me strong too?" Tomoe suddenly said with a chuckle. Her cheeks flushed slightly as she spoke.
"That's impossible. Kaichō will break your bones. Did you forget what happened last time?" Tsubasa glanced at her dismissively.
The moment she spoke, all three of them shuddered and fell silent.
Not long after Tsubasa was taken down, Xenovia was forced out of the fight as well.
She had been charging forward recklessly, fighting without any regard for the consequences. In the end, however, she was tricked and defeated by Sona, who used Holy Power to invalidate her Immortality.
Speaking of which, almost every member of Rias's peerage possessed something that could harm the Devils.
Xenovia and Irina had their Holy Swords, Asia had Incinerate Anthem, and Akeno, as a half Fallen Angel, could even use her father's Holy Lightning. Among them, however, the most dangerous was Asia.
Swoosh!
"Gotcha!"
Murayama, who had been hiding the entire time, suddenly appeared behind Irina and impaled her from behind, driving her sword deep into her heart.
She did not pull it out this time. Instead, she pressed Irina to the ground, then drew another short sword from nowhere and aimed it at her neck, attempting to decapitate her.
Rumble!
"Irina!"
A surge of purple flame rushed forward, followed by Asia's cry. In response, Murayama did not panic.
She instead threw the dagger away and lifted Irina from the ground. Irina struggled fiercely, orange flames burning in her chest as she tried to heal her wound, but with the sword still piercing her heart, the healing could not properly take effect.
As Murayama lifted her, she threw Irina in the direction of the purple Holy Flame.
"You want her so badly? Here, take her!" Murayama laughed sinisterly before vanishing once again.
"Irina, no!"
Asia hurriedly tried to control the Holy Flame, but she was far too slow. She could only watch as Irina was engulfed in the fire, screaming in pain.
"Damn it!" Asia cursed and rushed toward Irina. She knelt beside her as green light glowed from her hands, desperately trying to heal her with the Twilight Healing.
"Don't worry about me, be careful, she..." Irina forced a pained smile, holding Asia's hand as she spoke with strain.
"Hmm, I will!" Asia nodded forcefully with misty eyes.
Even though this was just a Rating Game, watching her allies being hurt like this, and with her own actions involved no less, the blond nun felt both pain and guilt.
If Katerea were watching this from afar, she would be disgusted that a crazy bitch like Asia could show such an expression.
The fight between the yanderes continued for a long time. In the end, despite Sona's schemes, Murayama's lurking attacks, Tsubaki's desperate defense, and Aika doing everything in her power, they still lost.
It was a close fight, but Rias's side had better luck overall, even though they were restricted by the rules.
....
The meeting this time was scheduled in the city of Luciferd, the capital of Sirzechs' territory.
Luciferd was an extremely prosperous city. It was the old capital of the Underworld where the previous Lucifer once ruled.
The city was modern, like any city in the human world. In fact, it was even more futuristic and technologically advanced than most human cities.
The architecture and designs were slightly different, but the buildings looked cutting-edge and highly developed.
In fact, many things in the Underworld looked very similar to the human world.
Humans and Devils were closely related. It could be said that, starting from contracts and the reincarnation of humans into Evil Pieces as servants, there was a relationship of coexistence between them.
By taking in other races, the Devils had also been assimilating their cultures and refining them into their own.
The meeting place for the gathering was the largest building in the city.
The bodyguards accompanied me, Rias, Sona, and the others until we reached the elevator. Once there, they remained behind and stood on standby.
They boarded the spacious and luxurious elevator. Aika looked around curiously, touching the walls before looking up as if searching for something. "Yu-sama, there is a camera over there."
"Of course, there is a camera in an elevator," I replied with a blank face.
"How about I destroy it, and we have an orgy in this elevator? Doesn't that sound like a great experience?" Aika leaned into me, hugging my waist tightly. She whispered in my ear with a soft, breathy, and lustful voice, "Just imagine if the elevator doors opened and everyone saw us fucking so hard... covered in sweat, cum, and love juices. Doesn't that sound exciting? Ahn~!! I'm already feeling so hot and bothered just imagining it!"
"You are sick!" Murayama glared at her in disgust, spitting on the ground. "If you are into exhibitionism, we are not. Right, Rias?"
"Indeed. I will never show my body to anyone!" Rias declared with a serious face. She absolutely refused to accept something like that.
Showing her naked body, her large breasts, her plump ass, or letting someone suck on her nipples in front of everyone, with it all being broadcast to the world and turned into some kind of music video for the entire planet to see?
Absolutely not!
This would never happen, even if the multiverse existed. There was no universe in which Rias Gremory would ever be an exhibitionist!
-x-X-x-
After traveling to the top floor surprisingly quickly, the elevator finally came to a stop, and the doors opened.
As they stepped outside, they found themselves in a spacious hall. An employee was already waiting for them and gave a slight bow.
"Welcome, Lady Grayfia, Gremory-sama, Sitri-sama, Phenex-sama. Please come this way."
Everyone followed the employee. After walking down a corridor for some distance, they spotted a person standing in a corner.
His appearance immediately drew their attention. He was a boy around the same age as them. As they approached, he stepped forward and greeted them with a smile.
"Aunt Grayfia, Rias, it's been a while."
He was a rugged yet handsome young man with short black hair. His energetic demeanor and well-built physique made him look more like a professional wrestler than a noble. Beneath his clothes, the outlines of powerful muscles were clearly visible. The most striking feature, however, was his pair of unusual purple eyes.
"It's been a while, Sairaorg." Rias greeted him calmly before introducing him to me. "This is Sairaorg. He's my cousin on my mother's side."
"Oh, so he's Venelana's nephew." Indeed, his eyes were very similar to Venelana's. I stretched out my hand for a handshake and said, "Nice to meet you. I'm Yusuke Aoki."
"I'm Sairaorg Bael, the next head of the Bael family. I've heard plenty about you." Sairaorg replied as he sized up Yusuke. He firmly shook his hand, his sharp purple eyes studying him with undisguised interest.
Although Grayfia, Venelana, Eleonora, and Serafall had been working hard to suppress any information or news about Yusuke, influential people were still able to learn a few things about him, even if the information they obtained was vague and incomplete.
"Yusuke, it's time to go."
At that moment, Grayfia suddenly spoke, interrupting their conversation.
I had been invited to attend the meeting as one of the VVIPs and as a member of the alliance. Originally, I was supposed to arrive from a different location instead of this route, which was meant for the young devils.
"Alright," I nodded and followed behind her as the two figures faded from view.
"So, what are you doing in a passage like this?" Rias asked, giving Yusuke back a reluctant look before turning her attention to Sairaorg.
"Ah, I came out here because it's so idiotic in there," Sairaorg said, casually, one hand on his waist and the other behind his head as he glanced back toward the hall.
"...Idiotic? You mean the other members?" Sona asked, her brows twitching slightly.
Not all the nobles were like Rias and Sona. In fact, to some extent, they were outliers. Most noble houses were arrogant and snobbish, even when they were incompetent. And the competent ones were sometimes even more unbearably arrogant.
It was a miracle they had not gone extinct. Or rather, it was thanks to the efforts of the Great King and the four Maous that they had been kept from going extinct due to their own stupidity.
"Agares and Astaroth have already arrived. Zephyrdol came last. Immediately after he arrived, Zephyrdol and Agares started arguing," Sairaorg said with an annoyed look.
BOOM!
Suddenly, the building shook violently with a loud crashing sound.
Rias, Sona, Ravel, and the others exchanged looks before moving forward with Sairaorg to check what had happened. As they passed through the large doors, the scene that greeted them was pure chaos.
The banquet hall had been completely wrecked. Tables, chairs, and decorations were all smashed and scattered across the floor.
All the Devils were split into two camps, glaring at each other in the center of the room. Weapons had been drawn, and an explosive tension filled the air.
One side consisted of goblin-like Devils with vicious, twisted appearances. The other side was made up of relatively ordinary-looking Devils. However, both groups radiated a cold, murderous intent.
In a corner, a single table remained intact. A woman surrounded by servants spoke coolly, "Zephyrdol, can you not stop yourself from starting a fight in a place like this? Do you really want to die? Even if I kill you right now, no one will blame me."
The woman was strikingly beautiful, around the same age as Rias and the others. She wore glasses, and her cold, sharp gaze carried an unmistakable pressure.
A strong wave of magic power radiated from her aura.
Her silky pale greenish-blonde hair flowed smoothly down her back across her blue robe all the way to her waist. Her long, slit-shaped, exquisite pink eyes were very eye-catching, the first thing most people noticed when they looked at her. She wore glasses that gave her a cold and unapproachable air.
Her figure was very mature and alluring, featuring large, round breasts that bounced gently as she spoke while swaying her wine goblet. Her waist was quite slim, creating a striking contrast with her large, plump ass. Even though she was wearing a robe that showed very little skin, the dress clung tightly to her body, clearly outlining her exquisite curves.
"Hah! I'll say it again, bitch! I said I'd take you in one shot in a private room! The Agares onee-san really doesn't like being without her guards, huh? Heh, is that why you're still a virgin who hasn't let any man near you till now!? Geez, all the women from the families of the Maous reek of virginity and are unbearable! That's why I said I'd do a formal opening ceremony for you!"
The one who spoke was the source of all this trouble. He had black, magic-like tattoos across his face, and his green hair stood wildly on end. Similar markings covered his bare upper body, while the ornaments on his pants jingled and clanked with every movement.
He looked like a cliché delinquent from an old manga. If not for his green hair, he could have easily passed for a cliché NTR protagonist. Then again, with that green hair, he did look like an NTR protagonist, though the kind that nobody would ever want to end up as.
BOOM!
The green haired man did not even finish his sentence. A powerful invisible force suddenly lifted him into the air and slammed him violently into the ground.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
Again and again, the force lifted him up only to brutally smash him back down. The floor cracked and dented deeply, forming a large bloody crater. When the assault finally stopped and the dust cleared, the mangled and bloodied figure of the green haired man was revealed. His eyes were still wide open, his teeth and nose broken, blood dripping from all seven orifices. His face was completely disfigured.
"Hmph! I don't care what conflict you have with others, but I won't accept any insult toward me!"
Sona adjusted her glasses and spoke coldly. She turned her eyes toward the frozen servants and said, "What are you waiting for? Do you want me to give you the same treatment? Hurry and take this waste of breath away!"
She waved her hand and, using telekinesis, flung them all out of the hall.
She didn't care about the conflict between Zephyrdol and Seegvaira, or rather, she was even enjoying the spectacle. But that stupid man had gone too far by insulting her and Rias.
"You went easy on him. If it were me, I would have pulled his limbs off one by one and let him watch himself bleeding out," Rias spoke with a smile.
Both girls may not have noticed it themselves, but they had become far more violent and ruthless than they used to be. If this had happened in the past, even if Zephyrdol had insulted them directly to their faces, they would not have reacted this way at all.
"Will that really be alright?" Tomoe whispered in a low voice.
"It doesn't matter. Even if that useless man decides to make a fuss, we'll just give him another beating. And if the Glasya-Labolas family wants to get involved, Serafall will give them a reality check," Tsubaki said calmly.
"..." Sairaorg stood frozen in place, shocked. As his peerage gathered around him, he had been about to step in and stop the conflict, but Sona had already acted. What surprised him most was not only the power of her attack but also the ruthlessness behind it. He knew his cousin Rias and Sona very well. Since when had they become like this?
....
"You seem to be in a good mood."
On the other side, after walking through the hall, the two stepped into another elevator. As Grayfia pressed the buttons, I wrapped my arms around her from behind and asked.
"Of course I am. I'm always happy as long as I'm with you, my baby boy." Grayfia leaned back against my chest and replied with a soft smile.
"Are you really alright with being my bodyguard this time?" I asked as I used my power to obscure the camera. My hand rested on Grayfia's lower belly, fingers tracing the outline of her flat stomach.
I obviously did not need a bodyguard, but Grayfia had told me that it was not about safety but more about making things convenient for me.
Which I agree with.
"Hnn~! Don't worry about me," Grayfia shuddered as she felt his finger moving dangerously low. She hurriedly grabbed his hand, her voice slightly shaky. If she allowed him to touch her any further, she knew she would not be able to control herself.
"I want everyone to know that I have no relationship with Sirzechs, Grayfia turned around and stared directly into his eyes with her crimson gaze. "I want the world to know that I am your woman!"
"Alright. Divorce exists for a reason. Even if I feel bad for Sirzechs, I will erase anyone who tries to get in our way," I held her face and spoke in a serious tone.
...
Ding!
When the elevator doors opened, the two of them reluctantly separated from each other. Their lips, which had been locked in a deep kiss, parted as they stepped forward with their hands interlocked and fingers intertwined.
"Oh, Yusuke, you came early. Come, come sit here!" When Yusuke and Grayfia entered, Azazel glanced at them and gave a strange smile. He looked at Sirzechs from the corner of his eye while waving his hand, inviting Yusuke to sit next to him.
"Yu-tan! Ignore that perverted fallen angel, come here!" Serafall, however, waved her hand with an upbeat and energetic smile. Her large breasts bounced freely with the movement.
I glanced around at the people present as I walked toward Serafall with Grayfia.