Blake POV
The next morning, I woke exactly at sunrise, feeling a profound sense of anticipation I hadn't experienced since the first time I seduced a fellow coworker in my previous life.
I quickly donned the Kuoh Academy uniform, which was tailored perfectly, and of course looked good on me and I didn't forget to pull on the black cap and the mask—the signature look of the global sensation known as Azel.
I wasn't sure if the school or more importantly the devils knew that a popular teen celebrity is going to attend their school but I doubt that they knew.
My full legal name on the documents was Blake Azel and only my personal team and manager knew that, but to the fans and the rest of the world, I was just Azel, the famous artist.
'It worked as a perfect cloak.'
Stepping out onto the street, I joined the stream of students walking toward the school.
My eyes, enhanced by my devil sight, drank in the local population.
The sheer prevalence of high-quality figures was staggering. Anime logic, indeed. Even the average background girl here looked like a high-end model compared to the previous earth, possessing the kind of curves and proportions that my past life models spent money to get that perfection through surgeries.
If the average girls were this stunning, I couldn't help but wonder how the actual beauties of this world would look like.
'Definitely better than these common girls'
A slow smirk pulled at the corner of my mouth beneath the mask.
'My collection is going to be magnificent and I'm going to enjoy each capture.'
As the iconic red gates of Kuoh Private Academy came into view, I noticed the two ladies standing with elegance that were also in my list to capture, perfectly posed right at the entrance.
They were every bit as spectacular as my imagination had promised, but seeing them in the flesh—or the devilish charm, in their case—was far more stimulating.
One was standing elegantly and royalty, It was none other than the President of the Student Council, Sona Sitri the princess of the Sitri Family. She was a masterpiece of refinement and intelligence, her short, neat black hair framing a face of exquisite, almost cute beauty.
Her figure was contained and proportional, possessing a kind of focused, sharp allure.
She wore her uniform with an air of absolute authority, a natural King despite her relatively low power. Her true beauty lay in her intelligent, assessing eyes and the tight, focused control over her entire being—a control I couldn't wait to dismantle.
The next one looked controlled and composed, it was the vice president of the Student Council and the Queen of Sona Sitri, Tsubaki Shinra. If Sona was a subtle, elegant weapon, Tsubaki was a grand display. Her long, black hair and cool, intelligent features were striking, but her uniform strained slightly over a bountiful chest that immediately drew my focus.
She was considerably more blessed than her King, an obvious beauty who carried the weight of her figure and position with a cool composure.
Two intelligent beauties, perfectly packaged and waiting to take. The thought of conquering both and making them my obedient women sent a thrilling surge of new found energy through me.
I walked straight toward them and both of their eyes, sharp and practiced, locked onto me.
'I must have looked suspicious because of the black mask and cap hiding his face but didn't make a move, maybe because I was wearing the Kuoh school uniform?'
I stopped a few feet away from them and it was Sona who broke the silence, her voice crisp and professional, staring straight into my eyes.
"Are you Blake, the new transfer student?"
I nodded curtly, my gaze sweeping over them both. "And you are?" I spoke, forcing a slightly nasal tone to disguise my voice while also using my powers to discreetly scan of their powers, confirming their power level out of curiosity.
'Sona was only at High-Class Devil level, and Tsubaki was Mid-Class level. They were severely outgunned in this world.
I liked Sona's character in the anime as she held strongly to her beliefs and wanted to actually help the Low-Level Devil population but she was not powerful enough like her elder sister to make it happen alone or recruit powerful people into her peerage to carry her like that Perverted Red Dragon Lizard, Issei.
Her best member with a decent power was Genshirou Saji, who has Vritra's Sacred gear but he was also only so and so. But she never complained like Rias who got things handed to her. She used her mind and made strategy to keep up with this plot armored freaks'
'Maybe I'll help her out,' I couldn't help but smirk under my mask 'After I conquered her body and heart completely. After all, once they became my women. It is my duty as their master to make their dreams come true.'
Sona maintained her air of professionalism and said. "I am Sona, the student council president and this is Tsubaki, my vice president. Now, Blake, why are you wearing a mask and a cap inside the school gates?" She looked directly into my blue eyes, and I felt a brief, intense probe.
'She's suspicious of me, but she can't sense what is wrong with me.'
I coughed lightly, pulling the mask up fully for dramatic effect. "Apologies, Miss President. I'm afraid I caught a bit of a cold on the flight over. I'm just being careful not to share my germs." I gave a casual shrug, a performance I'd perfected a thousand times. For some unknown reason she continued to stare intensely.
I wondered if she found out something was wrong and I checked my power and they were indeed concealed properly so that's not possible but I know for a fact that Sona didn't buy it, but she didn't press.
She simply nodded toward the main building. "Follow us to the Student Council office. We need to complete your enrollment paperwork."
I shrugged again. "Lead the way, ladies."
As I followed them, I couldn't help but enjoy the whispering chaos my appearance caused among the other students.
'Look at the new kid…' 'Why is he hiding his face?' I smirked. 'They were just curious.'
'I wonder if the girls' eyes would turn into hearts and scream something like 'marry me' or 'I love you' or faint like in anime if my mask came off.'
The thought was amusing enough that a small chuckle escaped me. Sona glanced back, her gaze lingering for a second before she continued walking. We reached the office, and Tsubaki, ever the dutiful Queen, opened the door for her King.
I seated myself opposite Sona's large, mahogany desk. "So, what's next?" I asked, leaning back.
Sona reached into her drawer and pulled out a single sheet of paper—and it looked like my transfer application.
Her expression was severe. "Blake, there seems to be an issue with your application," she stated, tapping a finger on a clearly blank box. "There is no photograph attached to it and somehow the Principal accepted you without one, which is highly irregular and frankly, suspicious."
'Ah, it must be Azazel's work. He must have deliberately left the photo blank, knowing Sona would flag it, and knowing that revealing my identity as 'Azel' publicly would instantly compromise my low-profile mission and attract too much attention.'
The Principal, who is under the influence of Gremory and Sitri, couldn't refuse the application without a picture but somehow Azazel has done it.
I maintained my calm, cool demeanor. "Pardon?" I played innocent yet lied through my teeth "I assure you, everything is in order. My situation is simply... complicated, and the Principal also agrees with it." without hesitation.
Sona was unyielding. Her commitment to rules was admirable, but I think she is more worried about security issues between the devils. "I'm sorry, but this is unacceptable. We cannot have a mystery student hiding their face walking through our academy. As President, I am responsible for the safety and security of all students." She was right; a masked, unverified male student was a massive security risk, especially since two future Heirs of Devil families live here.
I sighed dramatically, but continued to lie yet also gave some truth.
"Miss Sona," I said, shifting my tone to one of genuine confidence. "I'm just trying to enjoy a normal high school life through this transfer. The truth is, I'm rather famous and if I am without a mask in public, or if my photo is circulated, I will not have a moment's peace."
Sona frowned, and even Tsubaki, standing behind her, looked intrigued.
'What I said is true as my celebrity identity left me with no option to walk in public if I'm not wearing a mask or using magic to prevent others from seeing me.
If I walk around the devils without a mask and use magic, they can easily find out something is wrong as the mortals wouldn't register my presence and the devils will find it strange seeing a celebrity seated in class yet no human cares or looks at him.'
Finally, Sona came to a calculated compromise, her suspicion warring with her curiosity. "If that's the case, then I need to know who you are. Take off the mask and prove that your fame warrants this level of caution. If I deem it necessary, I will allow you to wear the cap and mask inside the premises, subject to review."
I flashed an approving smile. "A fair compromise, Miss President. I trust you both to keep my identity absolutely confidential." and that earned a small smile from Sona, she hid it immediately but I caught it.
I could sense their heart beat raise in anticipation which was delightful to my senses and knew that my plan worked.
First, I removed the cap, letting my medium-long, black hair fall perfectly around my face. Next, I reached up and slowly pulled down the mask as my eyes were fixed on them.
The second my face was completely visible, Sona's face froze in shock and she abruptly stood up. Tsubaki was even worse. Her eyes widened, her composure shattered, one hand covering her mouth while the other shakingly pointed at me.
They stared at me, their faces registering perfect, beautiful shock just like I expected
'Looks like they know me.'
The End