I woke up and pushed myself upright. It seemed about twenty minutes had passed since I fell asleep on the sofa.
…It's about time.
I got off the sofa, walked straight to the student council room window, spread the burning wings from my back, and launched myself into the sky.
I flew directly toward the area where the most presences were gathered on this battlefield.
Immediately, I spotted Asia, Koneko, and Akeno enjoying themselves near the collapsed old school building.
"Riser-sama."
When I landed, the three ran toward me and kneeled on one knee in front of me.
Behind them stood a pole-dance platform, and on it, Rias lay unconscious.
Further beyond her was Kiba, swallowed whole by a slime, and Hyoudou being milked for his seed by a slime modeled after Asia.
Around Hyoudou, several slime-Asias—children born between him and the slime—were gathered, refining the copied power of the Boosted Gear inherited from their "father."
Balance Break.
"Balance Breaker."
"Balance Breaker."
"Balance Breaker."
"Balance Breaker."
With each shout, Asia and her identical children donned full crimson armor.
Balance Breaker—
A phenomenon in which one reaches a dramatic internal breakthrough, a pinnacle stage of a Sacred Gear's power.
When a Sacred Gear becomes a Balance Breaker, it gains strength incomparable to its prior state—sometimes enough to upset the balance of the world itself.
This was my first time seeing multiple natural Balance Breaks occur live.
Normally, to intentionally achieve Balance Break is extremely difficult—most awaken it only by sheer accident.
Hungering for more power alone isn't enough.
Even throwing oneself into extreme environments doesn't guarantee it.
But with the slimes I created, this becomes possible.
They dissect the copied Sacred Gear completely, understanding its structure perfectly.
By doing so, they can intentionally access overwhelming power—plunging Hyoudou, who probably doesn't even know what a Balance Breaker is yet, straight into despair.
His own seed had produced monstrous soldiers. His terror was easy to imagine.
The slimes, fully armored, played around and worked together, experimenting and learning how to wield their power.
Twilight Healing.
A Sacred Gear known as Twilight Healing, inherited from Asia, began merging with the Boosted Gear's armor.
The crimson armor shifted into a pale green glow.
A new soldier was born—one who constantly healed itself while repeatedly doubling its power at fixed intervals, pummeling its target to death.
The other slime armors followed suit, turning green.
Another newly born slime-Asia child looked at her elder sister and copied the same power.
Still unsatisfied, the sisters extended their hands toward Kiba, who was endlessly forced to ejaculate inside the slime.
From his body—now losing more and more of its male identity with each forced climax— they extracted power, including his Sacred Gear.
A slime obtained that ability and created yet another new force.
"Ha ha ha…"
It was delightful.
I snapped my fingers and created a sofa right there, sinking into it.
When I beckoned, Akeno and the others happily draped themselves over me.
Akeno wrapped her arms around me from behind.
Asia and Koneko slid their bodies into the remaining space and pressed against my sides.
I placed a hand on each of their asses, squeezing them as I looked toward Rias.
"Pathetic."
"Hehe… As Riser-sama says."
"I don't even want to think they were ever our comrades…"
"They're really stupid, nyaaa…"
The three mocked their former master and former peerage companions.
Their giggles tickled my ears.
"You three. Something even more amusing is about to happen."
I snapped my fingers again.
A mass of water appeared above the unconscious Rias' head.
It dropped with gravity straight onto her face.
Truly a rude awakening.
"Ghah—! Cough—!"
Rias sputtered, choking on water, bracing herself with her hands as she slowly sat up.
Confused, trying to understand the situation, she looked around—then froze wide-eyed in shock at the sight of Hyoudou and Kiba's devastation.
Her gaze then turned to us.
"Riser…"
Rias scrambled to her feet and readied herself.
A sphere of destructive aura formed in her palm—but it never fired.
Her mind stalled when she saw the three girls surrounding me, and the magic sphere dispersed on its own.
"W–what are you doing… all of you…?"
These women had once been Rias' trusted companions.
Now they wore the unmistakable marks of my sex slaves—revealed not just by their attire but by the way they willingly clung to me.
Anyone could see they weren't being coerced.
Akeno leaned forward over my right shoulder and addressed Rias:
"What? Isn't it obvious?"
"We're doting on our beloved master."
Asia pressed her lips to my ear and whispered sweetly:
"Mmm… Riser-sama~"
Koneko licked my cheek and snorted:
"Maybe you just don't understand because you're a virgin…"
Their mocking made Rias flush red with shame.
"Stop it, Riser…! What did you do to them!?"
"What did I do? Hm… many things. Right, you three?"
"Yes. He taught us the meaning of living as women—and the greatness of Riser-sama.
You, a virgin, could never even imagine it. You might as well give up trying."
"Umm… sorry. Explaining this to a virgin club president is probably impossible."
"Please talk to us after you graduate from virginhood…"
Virgin, virgin, virgin.
Their mocking piled on.
Anger erupted from Rias in a dark aura thick enough to intimidate even bystanders.
And that fury was directed not at the three—but at me.
"Riser… how dare you… what have you done to my peerage…?"
Rias used the aura flooding her body to evaporate her uniform.
"I will NEVER forgive you—!"
Freed from all cloth—uniform and underwear alike—Rias thrust out her chest boldly, flaunting her sensual adult body.
Her large breasts bounced heavily.
Then she grabbed the outfit laid beside where she had been lying and slipped into it swiftly.
Finally, she gripped the pole-dance bar.
"The Gremory-style Lewd Courtship Dance will erase you!"
Wearing a skimpy, arousing costume, Rias proudly declared something absurd—
and we all burst into laughter again.
Her irritation only grew as she began dancing against the pole.
She thrust her ass toward me and emphasized the curve, shaking her thick hips side to side.
Then she licked up the pole as if it were a cock, rotating her body around it.
With the spin's momentum intact, she lifted her legs off the ground and hooked them around the upper section of the pole.
Hanging upside down, hair trailing across the platform, she spun again.
A seductive dance—showing off her body, mixing in gestures to entice a man.
Rias didn't realize it.
The pole-dancing knowledge she shouldn't have, and the belief that she could defeat me by performing it—
those concepts had been implanted in her by me.
Lacking power truly is terrifying—
you can't even recognize your own shame.
As I watched Rias' so-called Gremory Lewd Courtship Dance, I pulled out my cock, handing it to Koneko and Asia.
Their small, warm hands stroked along its disproportionate thickness.
Whenever I glanced away from Rias, their eyes shone with admiration and devotion toward me.
When I stuck out my tongue, both leaned in and licked mine with theirs.
Behind me, Akeno swirled her tongue deep into my ear.
"Gupuuh… aaah… jupo… jupo… guchu… chu… jyururu… nn…"
Her voice trembled directly against my eardrum.
So this was the Gremory style…
Unintentionally, a synchronized effort by my new subordinates and Rias' former master to pleasure me.
Their purpose was to heighten my arousal and bring me to climax using every bit of their female allure.
"Mnnchu… chupu… ah… your cock is so hard… does it feel good?"
"Ahh… keep going."
I rubbed Asia's crotch, pressing the vibrator inside her deeper.
Pleasure rippled across her face.
Once a former sister who served God, she now wore a depraved smile unthinkable for her past self.
The corruption only made me more amused.
So I rewarded her.
Byururururu—
I triggered the release, sending the stored semen in the vibrator straight into her womb.
The device automatically injected semen at intervals, but I could accelerate the timing at will.
Any spent semen was refilled from the semen tank in my home, summoned directly into the vibrator.
"Ahh… th-thank you, Riser-sama…"
Asia infused her Sacred Gear's power—Twilight Healing—into the hand stroking my cock.
A soothing green glow spread from my shaft to my balls, warming them, giving a different kind of pleasure.
"Hmph… I won't lose…"
Koneko puffed her cheeks, revealing her power.
The ears of a white-furred cat sprouted atop her head, and a thin white tail swayed behind her.
She was a Nekomata, more precisely a Nekoshou—a rare type that could use Senjutsu.
Her tail poked at my balls, teasing and rolling them, while her Senjutsu-fueled energy poured into my cock alongside Asia's power.
Healing energy and Senjutsu mixed together, making my cock swell even larger, throbbing with overwhelming vitality—
enough to make both girls melt into needy, hungry females at the sight.
"Riser-sama, I love you… I love you so much… please let me stay by your side forever…"
"Me too… I'll become an even lewder, stronger girl so I can always be beside you…"
"Hehe… and I will continue working hard for Riser-sama as well. If getting stronger means accepting the filthy fallen angel blood within me, then I accept it gladly. Whatever crimes or atrocities you wish—I will joyfully fulfill them."
Akeno whispered, drilling her tongue into my ear again.
They accepted everything about themselves—everything—
and devoted it all to me.
Still weak, but with training, they'd become useful tools.
I had no problem reshaping stolen pieces into my own.
"You three belong to me forever. I'll never let you go—rest easy."
"Aah…!"
Moans spilled from the three.
Guchu… buchu… jyururu… gopoh… nupoh… jyubu… guchu…
Akeno tongued my ear hungrily.
"Mnn… chu… haa… Riser-sama… churu… nn… jyuru… picha…"
Asia stroked me with healing power while kissing me deeply.
"Nya… nn… picha… picha… jyupu… kupu… chu… rerooo…"
Koneko teased my balls with her tail, stroked my cock with Senjutsu, and kissed me too.
Flooded with their triad of pleasure, my arousal peaked.
A glance at Rias—
she crouched, legs splayed wide, shaking her hips like an animal in heat.
A pathetic master, abandoned by three subordinates who now offered me everything.
Using the Gremory peerage to play, my desire broke its limit—
and I came.
Byurururu! Doburururu! Byuuu! Byuuu! Dobyu-dobyu! Byuru!
"Magnificent, Riser-sama…"
"Your cock-juice is spraying everywhere… amazing…"
"As expected of our master."
My semen sprayed upward and splattered back onto my crotch.
Asia and Koneko never stopped stroking, milking the last drop out of me.
Akeno continued licking my ear, melting it with saliva and breath.
Their hands were slick with semen.
Asia and Koneko had droplets on their skin and hair.
Akeno joined them, and the three lovingly licked my cock clean, sharing the semen among themselves.
They also healed and energized me to reload faster than normal.
Once my cock was shiny and slick with their combined saliva, I rose from the sofa.
In front of me, Rias was still endlessly pole-dancing—pathetic.
Weak, clueless, glaring at me when she should posture like a submissive female.
I lightly threw a punch into her slender abdomen.
"Gah—!"
Her body folded into a V and collapsed onto the platform.
I had held back—yet she was this weak.
I shook off my unmoving fist and addressed Grayfia, the referee watching from outside the field.
"Resign."
"I forfeit.
My Phenex faction concedes in total defeat."