Gaming Badly in DxD

-Koneko Toujou-

Of course, Senpai leaves my sight for fifteen minutes and starts a fight.

With the Heir of a Noble house, no less.

“What is the boss doing?” Sachi said as we walked outside as a group.

Along with all and any other Devil that was looking forward to the following fight. I could hear some of them eagerly waiting for Senpai to be put in his place.

‘Idiots.’ I sniffed. “Senpai is being dumb. But I don’t know why this time.”

Sachi frowned at that, raising a finger, probably to defend her ‘boss’, before Rias interrupted with a sigh.

“I also don’t know, however, Zatren-kun was hostile to Diodora from the get-go.” At those words, even more confusion arose. However, Rias's next words made the mood change entirely. “However, Diodora has been overly insistent on me and Sona trading Zatren away to him. Of course, we rejected him each time, but that doesn’t seem to deter him at all.”

Strange.

“That’s… weird.” Asia's voice cut through the tense air shily. “Zatren-san… He doesn’t seem like the type that would be bothered by that.”

I side-glanced the blonde girl, who had a worried expression, with a hand clutched tightly against her chest.

Now that I think about it… Both she and Sachi have been training hard under him, even if it was in two different aspects.

And Senpai already has a preposition for blondes.

“You’re right, Asia-chan.” Akeno smiled with squinted eyes at the scene. It was only a short walk from the manor to a rudimentary battlefield. One who had seen quite a bit of use, if the grass-less ground was anything to go by. “I wonder what set little Zatren-kun off? He did look a bit scary, fufufu~”

And now I was staring daggers at the “Priestess of Thunder”. Because I knew that tone of hers.

The ponytail-wearing cow even had the gall to turn at my gaze and lick her lips while shivering.

No, I was not possessive.

“He was also pestering me about trading Asia to him. So…” Rias added with an impish smile.

And then, as a collective mind, we released sounds of realization. All except for Asia, who suddenly blushed while pointing to herself in shock.

“M-me?! But I… Are you sure?” The blonde girl doubted, even as I felt her life force flickering in happiness. “I-I don’t think Zatren-san would get that mad… right?”

‘Change of plans. I may have to keep Zatren away from Asia instead of the reverse. He would taint her.’ I nodded to myself. Already planning countermeasures for my mate’s unending libido.

“To be fair, Asia-chan.” Kiba stepped in with an amused smile. “He would probably… ‘jump the gun’ if it were for you, Sachi, Koneko, or Rias.”

“Yo, Koneko!” The man we were discussing suddenly turned in our direction. Making sure he was as loud as possible. “Remember what I taught you about jumping someone JJK style?”

On the other side of the field. Heir Diodora and his two Rooks, a brown-haired, plain-faced girl possibly in her twenties and an older, red-headed woman, stared in confusion.

Well, the heir stared, since both women who were dressed in a goth mockery of a nun’s habit seemed to just be blankly staring ahead.

The memory of that encounter we had with the Werewolf stray came to mind. But ‘teach me’ was a strong word. We basically just beat the mutt to pulp in a three against one.

“Yes?” I shouted back and blinked. A sudden feeling of dread pooled in my stomach as I could see Senpai’s face bloom into a smirk. “Why?”

“Then, how about I teach you about Reverse Jumping today?” And as if he told a joke that only he understood, Senpai started cackling like a crack addict.

“Oh… that’s bad,” I nodded.

The rest of the group turned to me with curious looks, especially Rias.

“What do you mean, Koneko?”

I bit my lip, trying to hold back my amusement. Don’t laugh, just don’t laugh at this madman-turned-god.

“Do any of you remember… how training against Senpai is?” Immediately as those words left my mouth, a collective shiver went through the group, except for Rias.

“Yes? What about it?” Now Rias was twice as confused. It was no wonder, since she was the only one who could really match Senpai.

“Well… Zatren-san tends to be…” Asia started, but got too embarrassed to keep going.

“Well, he certainly helps you grow along the way~” Akeno chuckled as her squinting eyes opened, and her violet eyes stared up ahead. “And I very much like the method~”

Kiba was next. “He tends to be… quite strict. But more than that…”

“He’s worse than any bible-depicted devil. He’s Satan's reincarnation, I tell you.” Sachi followed. A distant, vacant look in her eyes as she relived her trauma.

“...I don’t get it.” Rias tilted her head.

“Senpai, once he notices you’re weaker than him… becomes a completely disrespectful asshole.” I offered.

And the cackle of the mad devil echoed through the murmurs of the crowd.

While we were chatting, Zatren seemed to have been asked a question by a frowning Diodora. And, of course, Senpai had to go and shout it nice and loud for the crowd.

“Nah, don’t worry. After all…” He tore the tie from his neck, putting it around one of his fists as he got into a boxing position. “You’re way too weak!”

The crowd exploded in chatter. Equal parts surprised and offended, all of the noise drowned my groan.

I held my temple, even as a grin mysteriously manifested on my face.

‘Maous… I love that man.’

-X-x-X-

-Zatren Fumigami-

I suddenly feel the urge to be the most disrespectful piece of shit that has ever graced the Underworld.

Not even Michael would understand the amount of aura I’m about to farm.

I only took a look around the battlefield. It was a simple, bare ground that seemed to have some traces of demonic power. Apparently, this wasn’t the first time Riser’s manor had hosted a battle between devils.

To be fair, most of the terrain seemed to be the same as Earth. That is, if you dismissed the strange way that trees seemed to grow in more jagged forms, the purple sky, and that one island I could see floating in the sky all the way from here.

‘’Then, Zatren-san.’’ Diodora started with a smile, having regained some composure now that we were in front of at least one hundred other devils that wanted to see us punch our faces in. ‘’Since you’re obviously at a disadvantage, I’ll at least let you summon your Sacred Gears without interruption.’’

‘Oh, this little fucker.’ An ear-splitting smirk bloomed on my face as I Observed.

[Diodora Astaroth]

Title: [Heir of Astaroth] [Faith Breaker] [Scum]

Status: [Healthy] [?]

STR: [D+]

DEX: [D+]

CON: [D]

MAG: [C (B-)]

I didn’t bother reading his spirit and luck stats, since I very much doubted this idiot had any sort of spiritual training.

So, while his Magic was… unusually high. The rest left much to be desired.

‘’Nah, don’t worry. After all…’’ I made sure my voice was nice and loud while I ripped that stupid tie off and wrapped it around my fist. Then, I got into a stance as the stats of his victims-turned-Rooks flashed through my eyes. All bottom feed, below Sachi. ‘’You’re way too weak!’’

As Diodora’s face contorted into rage, I let Reinforcement flow through my body.

‘’Let the match begin!’’ Just in time for Riser to shout while blasting a massive fire wave into the sky.

I quickly stepped away as the ground below flared with a magic circle. A whirlwind of flames erupted behind me. Stronger than I expected, but not as hot as Riser’s fire.

The maid with green eyes and red hair came from above with a haymaker. In response, I raised a single arm. Her strike met mine with a small shockwave, yet I barely felt more than a bit of pressure from her blow.

As I went to retaliate with a hook to her exposed right side, I had to redirect and duck below a red blast of magic that struck behind me with an explosion that made the arena shake.

I barely had time to glance at Diodora, who was charging another powerful magic blast from the other side of the arena, before I intercepted the brown-haired Rook with a silent cast of Water Surge before she could try and lock me in place. Sending her packing and probably giving her a whole-body bruise with the pressure I just hit her with.

I saw Diodora’s hand glow red with a powerful magic circle. So, I raised up a multi-layered barrier in front of me, and I couldn’t help but notice that the circle looked… odd.

‘Is that a serpent design?’ I wondered as a beam of pure destructive force clashed against my yellow shield.

The collision raised a cloud of debris as the ground caved in a long trench. The sheer heat of the magical laser beam was enough to scorch the earth as it carved through it.

Shockwaves rippled across the arena, much to the awe of our pompous spectators. Something I noticed, however, was that both of Diodora’s Rooks stayed far from the attack, and by proxy, from me.

‘’Not much of a team player, eh?!’’ I laughed. He was just throwing around magic while his Rooks distracted me, and while the two women seemed to have a modicum of teamwork, Diodora didn’t seem eager to join any time soon. ‘’Let’s spice it up a bit, alright? I’m starting to nod off here!’’

Not exactly accurate, since the unrelenting magic blast had already torn through three of the five barriers I had put up, and was making quick work of the fourth one.

Yet, my mockery worked all the same, as Diodora smirked and summoned another circle, which flared up with flames. All the while continuing his assault with that destructive beam of raw power.

The moment I saw the flames being released in a powerful inferno of pure red, I Shadow Stepped away from the trajectory of both attacks, letting my barrier crumble while I appeared side by side with the brown-haired nun.

The woman’s eyes widened. Yet, before she could react, water had pooled around our feet in a ten-meter-wide pond, and that same water, as if it were alive, had coiled around her legs.

And no matter how much she struggled, the poor woman did not have the physical or magical might to break free from my restraints.

‘’No hard feelings, aye?’’ I chuckled and patted her shoulder. ‘’Electrophorus: Discharge.’’

I winced as a scream tore from the woman’s throat. Her entire body shook as lightning coursed through her entire body. Locking up the muscles and certainly burning something inside by how loud the nun was being.

But I didn’t have time to care as Diodora had changed strategies. Instead of a single, powerful magic circle, now a dozen circled on top of his head and into the air. Then, they morphed into arrows made of pure darkness.

My eyes widened, since I thought he wouldn’t go as far as endangering his own peerage members to strike me. Yet, by the now manic smile that replaced his earlier friendly one, and those wide, vitriol-filled golden eyes of his, I could tell that this scum that couldn’t even be called a man didn’t care.

‘Of course he won’t care about breaking his ‘toys’’ I clicked my tongue. The magic I was using to electrocute the brown-haired nun had cut off, and the Rook fell behind me with a thud, smoking and passed out.

‘’Very nice! You won’t mind if I match you, then?’’ I mocked while raising one of my hands while the other pressed against the Chain Spear hidden below my vest.

‘’[Gate of Babylon II]!’’

Just as Diodora shot his arrows made of black magic, uncaring about his passed-out Rook behind my form, the air rippled as golden spears, javelins, and pikes soared through the air.

The attacks collided in the air, creating small explosions that made my long ponytail blow along with the ferocious winds born out of our clash. Yet, while the fight appeared evenly matched, I knew better.

Because for every golden spear that I threw, Diodora had to use at least three dark arrows to match it.

Slowly but surely, the clash started to break in my favor. At this point, Diodora was actively sweating while pumping out demonic power like crazy.

Honestly, I didn’t know what the fuck was wrong with his stats, but the devil had been spamming magical attacks that seemed way above his league. Because I refused to believe that someone, no matter how pathetic, got tired of throwing attacks of ‘his caliber’.

Another magic circle formed, and Diodora smirked. I raised an eyebrow in curiosity before I felt something smacking against my face, which actually made my head tilt, and a coppery taste fill my mouth.

I blinked, glancing at my side, where the red-haired nun, in a completely suicidal move, had rushed to deck me in the face.

She stared at me with an impassive frown, but even I could tell that her hand hurt by the way her knuckles twitched.

I stared at her before giving her a nod. ‘’Gutsy. That’s nice.’’

I genuinely complimented as my Gate of Babylon cut off. I side-glanced at Diodora, who was still charging a massive magic circle while completely defenseless, like a fucking moron.

‘’My turn now~’’ The nun’s eyes widened as I punched her with a fully reinforced fist directly in the stomach, and her body went flying out of the arena, even skipping against the ground a few times just in time for Diodora to finish charging up.

A burst of flames once more. I could understand his decision to focus on fire, since it seemed to work wonders for Riser in our one-on-one.

However, that was the me before I ascended to Godhood through sheer fucking Gacha bullshit.

‘’Of magic, I am the Beacon. In front of me, Weaken.’’ My voice seemed to distort the air itself, and it came with a reverberating tone.

Yet, with those words alone, the massive fire blast that would have consumed me whole and made quite a lot of damage got its power sapped away just a few meters before striking. And while, yes, the fire hurt quite a bit, I chuckled at how… non-dangerous fire magic felt after my ascension.

A few moments later, the roaring flames ceased to exist, and the entire arena had been covered in a good cloud of smoke born out of debris getting blasted, burned, and destroyed apart thanks to our magic clash.

And because I wanted to be as petty as inhumanly possible, I stepped out of the cloud with nay a scratch on me. The little damage that I had managed to take was just completely regenerated with a small dose of Healing Magic.

‘’Is that all?’’ I asked while raising an eyebrow at Diodora, and I even put on a disappointed frown to sell the idea. ‘’You really are weak, after all.’’

Diodora, who had both of his Rooks taken out by me, and now failed to do any significant damage even after putting his everything into a single magical burst of demonic power, was taken aback. Desperation filled his golden eyes, and a sudden feeling of danger struck me.

Another magic circle. Yet, this time, Diodora’s pupils had turned to slits, and I saw something red and snake-like form below one of his long sleeves.

I sighed and decided to finish this farce of a duel once and for all.

Before Diodora could do some stupid shit and blow the entire valley up with whatever he had in that delusional mind of his, I Shadow Stepped two times in a row, landing directly in front of the fancily-dressed devil.

‘’Yo.’’ His eyes widened as I smirked. My fist was already cocked back, with all the power of Reinforcement behind it. Yet, just that didn’t feel enough for me.

Besides that little piece of poetry I spilled back there to weaken Diodora’s attack, I had been practicing a bit more with my voice these past few days. Specifically, that strange dragon tongue that was the Dovhazul.

The first feeling I got from it was… pure, brute energy. Force, to be precise. And in those two days previous to this party, I had been trying to focus on the meaning behind it, as weird as that sentence sounded.

To be fair, it was quite easy. Force was something I always used. I loved myself a good battle, after all.

An unrelenting, powerful strike. Something that would make your opponent cower at the sheer strength that outclassed them utterly and completely. So much so that their only option would be to bow their head, lest the nail that sticks out gets hammered down.

And, with my Warcaster Perk, I could infuse physical strikes with any magic I had control over.

Any. Magic.

‘’FUS-‘’ My voice echoed through the arena. Yet, the power centered itself in my fist…

…Which then proceeded to bury itself directly into Diodora’s face. I felt something snap against my knuckles. Meaning that I had probably broken the devil’s jaw.

‘’Squinting your eyes and opening them in ‘serious’ moments doesn’t make you look cool,’’ I said calmly, before slamming the devil against the ground with my fist alone.

The ground cracked and rumbled due to the sheer force packed inside my punch. And now, the once proud Heir of Astaroth was buried at least three meters underground with a huge, purple bruise forming on the place my fist had connected and broken his jaw.

I took a deep sigh, staring at the downed man, and then at the silent crowd before me.

Then, I hummed before spitting a glob of blood down the hole and into Diodora’s expensive clothing. That was the blood that his Rook had managed to draw out of me by decking me directly in the face.

‘’Your Rook had thrice the guts you had with a hundred times less strength.’’ I scoffed. ‘’Hit the gym, you weak-ass bitch.’’

‘’And the winner of the match is Zatren Fumigami!’’ Riser boisterously said, and I didn’t miss the amusement in his tone. Probably because the man was close to breaking into laughter.

The crowd erupted in a mix of disbelief, with some cheering here and there. I looked in the direction of my friends, and saw most of them cheering, with Rias giving a especially big smile directed my way.

I took one last glance at the passed-out Diodora. ‘’GG no re.’’

And then Shadow Stepped directly in front of my friends, ready to either get this party over with or get absolutely hammered now that I was in a much better mood.

-X-x-X-

-Rias Gremory-

After my Rook’s fight (that looked more like a one-sided beatdown), the party continued as before.

Well, not really…

Because now, Zatren had a whole set of Devils, be them fellow servants of a noble house, or Heirs themselves giving plenty of praise. Some were genuine, and some just wanted to be on Zatren’s or my good side by acknowledging him.

Of course, the idiot took the praises with utterly unashamed pride. Not even one of my friends, the heir of the Agreas House, was safe from the way he was smiling, laughing, and chatting with the pretty women who swarmed him from every side.

Too bad that I couldn’t just tear him away from those two-faced hussies. It wouldn’t do my image any good, lest I invite older, more capable devils to try and claim Zatren from my hands in the same way Diodora had tried.

No, I was not getting possessive.

Thankfully, at some point during the night, Riser had interrupted the swarm around Zatren and pulled him aside. My Rook followed, as he chuckled along with the third son of Phenex like they were old friends.

‘Maybe I did judge him unfairly…’ I sighed, nursing a glass of wine from the Dantalion family. ‘If anything, he knows how to treat his guests right.’

Because, of course, the non-serious Riser Phenex went ahead and bought some of the most expensive and fine wine for such a small celebration. Yet, that didn’t do anything but favor him in the long run. Inviting a number of Heirs that were either allied with his or my house and offering them commodities that would normally only belong to the meetings of the most important houses was bound to have his reputation soar, after all.

I wondered for a moment, if I was the third daughter of the Gremory family instead of the direct Heir, if I would have ended up being mostly the same. After all, the man had always carried himself with plenty of freedom thanks to not being the one who would one day be head of his house.

Yet, those thoughts were interrupted as a voice cut through the party. Specifically, the speakers.

‘’Hello there, devilkind!’’ And, of course, it was Zatren, who had just climbed into one of the manor’s stone statues that resembled a Phoenix. ‘’Are you enjoying yourselves tonight?’’

A multitude of cheers, mine included, broke through the silence. Because once all those political ploys and verbose speech were washed away by casualness and plenty of alcohol, a group of mostly early adults or teenagers remained, devils or not.

With some old idiots here and there, who couldn’t drop the agenda and live a little.

‘’That’s what I like to hear! Now, our dear host has asked me to get off my ass and sing you all something nice!’’ At those words, I saw some doubt appear in a few faces. Yet, I raised a curious eyebrow, since I have only heard Zatren hum songs before instead of outright singing. ‘’And let me tell you all! Mermaid blood flows through these veins, so let’s get to it!’’

My eyes widened in realization, and I heard a few gasps here and there. With some eyes sparkling in wonder. After all, mermaids and merfolk in general were not a species that was particularly common.

I know they reside somewhere in Europe, but not specifically where or how to find them. So, saying that out loud was probably not the best idea of my Rook, but you know what?

I was also getting tired of this ‘maintaining your image’ thing. So, I downed my glass and loudly cheered for my Rook with a giggle. And when he noticed, he blew me a kiss that I didn’t doubt to catch and press directly on my chest.

The man chuckled before taking a deep breath.

And then, he started to sing.

‘’We rise together as our destiny unfolds

We face the darkness, and our trials are yet untold’’

My eyes widened in surprise, and even among our friends, some (like Sachi) had to pick their jaws off the floor.

‘’Through the shadows of despair

Oh, in silence, hopes we share, whoa, whoa~

To chase our dreams that we've declared!’’

And I was instantly hooked, because somehow, Zatren’s voice went into higher octaves that I didn’t know the man was capable of. Not only that, but every word seemed to sway something inside me, and into the crowd, who cheered at every word that dropped out of the mermaid-turned-god’s mouth.

‘’We glimpse through our eyes!

Yet fools blind our sights!’’

Knowing Zatren, he probably ripped the song off somewhere. Just as he had today by summoning a full-fledged Gate of Babylon from one of my favorite series!

‘’Can't make what they say

We'll find our way, we'll find our way’’

Yet, who really cared? As long as he kept hitting the notes this nicely, it was bound to be a spectacle!

‘’Heads up, the wheels are spinning

Across the plains and valleys deep’’

From the corner of my eye, I saw my mother, along with my father, and also Lady Sitri. The latter of which was looking on in amazement, while my parents were swaying slightly to the beat, especially my father, who seemed to have had a bit more than usual to drink.

‘’To dawn, the wheels that sing

An unending dream’’

My mother noticed my gaze immediately, and I offered her the smuggest smile I could muster before pulling down one of my eyelids and sticking out my tongue at her.

‘’Heads up, the tracks are running

Across the plains where shadows hide

We run, we stride, whoa-whoa~!’’

Her expression was priceless, and I laughed like I never had before. All the while, my little family and I enjoyed ourselves to the fullest.

-X-x-X-

-Zatren Fumigami-

‘’Riiight, so… everyone accounted for?’’ I asked Kiba, who was carrying a passed-out Sachi after someone had proposed a drinking contest to liven up the mood. You know, make it so everyone has a good time.

It was me. I proposed it.

Funny thing, gods apparently have very strong livers. And I found that out when I drank even Riser under the table.

‘’Pretty much, yes.’’ Kiba nodded after looking at Akeno, who had a giggling, tipsy Asia in a princess carry.

The half-fallen was looking at the girl with a surprising fondness. And I, for one, didn’t know that those two had gotten so close, but it also didn’t surprise me at all, since Asia was just a little sunshine.

‘’Thanks for lending us a place to sleep for the night, Zatren-kun~’’ I shrugged with a smile at the also tipsy half-fallen before she started to look around in wonder.

After the party was pretty much over, I proposed we just crash at my place for the night since it had plenty of space. That, and because it was easier than delivering the two sleeping and two drunk girls back to their homes.

Yes, four total. Kiba carried Sachi, and Akeno carried Asia.

While I had a sleeping Koneko curled up around an arm as if she were the world's cuddliest Koala. She didn’t drink any alcohol, of course, but somewhere in the middle of the party, she buried herself on my chest and decided to take a nap.

You know, regular cat behavior.

Then, on my opposite shoulder, I was carrying a giggling, blushing red head dressed in a gorgeous red dress with an open back.

‘’Right, you can use the rooms on the first floor if it’s easier. Pick whichever one you like.’’ I would have waved them off, but I had both arms occupied, you see. ‘’I’ll put these two to bed. Oh, and breakfast is at… probably like noon.’’

With a chuckle, I walked up the stairs to the second floor. First, I went to the main bedroom, which had the door half-open. Inside, there was a sleeping Mittlet who was cuddling a pillow while mumbling something in her sleep.

‘’Hmm… One cat… Two cats… ehehe~’’ Adorable, I was very tempted to just take a video right here and now.

Instead, I delivered a third cat to her count by placing the sleeping Koneko near the blonde Fallen, while swiftly taking away her pillow. The following sight was equal parts funny and cute, as both girls, now missing the comfort they were hugging, proceeded to find each other below the covers and hug each other close, before nodding off into peaceful slumber.

‘Michael above, they are fucking adorable.’ I turned back, lest I die of cuteness overload, and silently exited the room with one more passenger in my arms.

‘’Hehee~ Zuzu looked so cool todayyy~’’ Rias giggled in her tipsiness, hugging my neck loosely and nuzzling the back of my head. ‘’Really showed all of those idiots up~’’

I chucked, letting myself be patted and praised by my King with a smile, before I raised an eyebrow in curiosity. ‘’Zuzu?’’

‘’I told you your name was a mouthfullll~’’ I nodded, repeating the name in my head for a bit, see if I could get used to it. ‘’…Do you like it?’’

‘’Sure do, but now I’ll have to come up with one of my own~’’ I teased, making her giggle once more, which certainly did interesting things to me since her chest nicely pressed against my shoulder.

I entered one of the closest rooms to the master bedroom. Ready to tuck Rias in and let her sleep the booziness off. I would have let her sleep with me and the others, but I would prefer she did that out of her own volition instead of just being too tipsy to care.

Not like I thought she had any reservations with that, but eh, better safe than sorry, right?

Yet, as soon as I placed her on the bed (with Rias giggling all the while as she was easily moved around by me), she grabbed my arm, pouting with a trembling lip and blinking her eyelashes at me.

‘’Help me get this off…? It’s too stuffy to sleep in…’’

I raised an eyebrow but agreed either way. Thankfully, the dress seemed to be mostly tied at the hips and neck. So, it came loose after untying a few knots.

My breath hitched as Rias stretched with a pleased groan. Below that beautiful dress, she had a purple lingerie, which started to come loose at the shoulders, letting her left breast almost exposed. She looked gorgeous, with slightly disheveled hair and creamy, blemish-free skin.

And that’s without mentioning her underwear, which was actually a thong now that I saw it better. My eyes widened in surprise, and Rias only let out a breathy chuckle. With a finger, Rias pulled her bra loose, letting her breasts out in the open with a sigh of relief.

And let me tell you, those were beautiful, firm globes of flesh that looked like they would spill from my fingers with ease.

‘’Rias…?’’ I muttered.

The crimson-haired devil giggled before her grin changed from silly to sultry in a single moment. ‘’You know… It’s really unfair that you go around, giving love to other girls… What about me, Zuzu~?’’ The slurriness of her tone was gone, and in its place, a needy plea formed.

I bit my lip, gawking at this beautiful woman and her amazing curves. ‘’You weren’t drunk…?’’

‘’Just a tad~’’ Rias confessed with a nervous chuckle. ‘’But that’s not the point.’’

‘’The point is that you, Zatren Fumigami… have done so much for me. Helped me and my peerage, especially little Koneko, gave me support when I needed it at every turn, and even freed me from that stupid arranged marriage...~’’ Rias spilled her feelings like a faucet, the remnants of the alcohol doing wonders to finally deliver her feelings across. ‘’And now, my dear Rook…’’

Rias grinned, like a cat that had finally caught the canary, before turning around on the bed. Letting me see an ample view of her big, creamy thighs fidgeting, and her plump, thick rear that swallowed her thong completely.

‘’It’s time for your reward~’’

And those words sealed the deal, because as much self-control as I had, I was still very much a man.

In a moment, I was on top of a half-naked Rias, who squeaked as I suddenly straddled her legs, before giggling at my eagerness. I pressed a kiss on her neck and felt her entire body shudder at the contact.

Her legs spread slightly, and I just had to get a handful of those breasts, earning me a moan from the redhead as I squeezed the perky, malleable flesh.

‘’Someone’s sensitive~’’ I teased and pinched one of her nipples, which made Rias release a cute, high-pitched moan as her entire neck flushed red and her fingers sank onto the mattress. ‘’Found a weak spot, hm?’’

‘’Don’t…’’ Rias started, and I stopped, eyeing the girl with curiosity as she glanced back. Her face was flushed, and her expression shy, yet she still locked those beautiful blue eyes of hers with mine before pleading. ‘’Don’t tease me… I’m ready, so… please give it to me…’’

This woman was a danger to my restraint and my heart.

‘’As my King commands…’’ I chuckled next to her ear, sending a shiver down her spine. Immediately, I took off my garments, pressing my hard on against the thickness of her ass.

And gods she wasn’t lying. I barely pressed my shaft against her crotch, and the piece of clothing was already soaking. With a mischievous smile, I pulled the thong aside and pressed my tip against her eager, pink pussy.

‘’Ready?’’ I asked.

Rias faltered for a moment before flipping one of her hands and letting a pillow support her weight. I raised an eyebrow, only for her to do a grabby motion, and for realization to hit my head.

I pressed my open palm against hers. We interlaced fingers, and she squeezed my hands softly. Obviously, I did the same in a comforting gesture.

‘’Hm. Ready…’’ Rias nodded, and I just had to resist gushing all over her. She was just that adorable.

I pushed forward, biting my lip as the hotness and tightness of her virgin pussy clamped around my shaft immediately. Rias gasped and stilled, her hand squeezing mine a bit tighter.

I stilled myself for a moment before I kept going, inch after inch, until I bottomed out inside her. Her walls fluttered against me, and I resisted the urge to start thrusting, wanting to take it slow for her sake.

‘’S-so full…’’ Rias gasped silently, taking a deep breath before squeezing my hand. ‘’You can move now… I’m fine.’’

I pressed another kiss to her neck before I started rocking back and forth slowly. I wanted to take my time, because unlike Koneko and Aika, who preferred a rougher, to-the-point treatment, Rias was a lot less confident, and thrice as nervous.

I watched as the girl moaned against a pillow and her toes curled. Even as I picked up the pace and soft, wet clapping sounds echoed from the force of my pelvis against her ass, but it wasn’t rough.

If I had to make a comparison, with Koneko, it was a contest to see who made the other feel better the most, while with Aika, it was just pure, animalistic mating.

This pace, slowness, and constant reassurance felt more like lovemaking, yet it was just as exciting and even more touching.

‘’Zuzu… I…!’’ Rias’ body started to tremble, and I could feel she was getting closer to an orgasm by the way her walls convulsed around me. ‘’I’m…~!’’

‘’Me too…’’ I groaned, hugging her close while my own climax got closer and closer. Yet, once again, I tried to pull out of a woman…

‘’Inside! Do it inside, please~!’’ And once more, I was asked otherwise, as Rias' muffled moans reached my ears.

This time, I made sure that no unexpected kids would pop up by fully utilizing Fertility Magic on myself and making me completely unfertile for a while.

And, with a groan against the girl's neck, I released white, hot ropes deep inside her.

‘’Mnggg~!’’ Rias bit the pillow, as her fluids sprayed against the once clean mattress.

Then, her body relaxed completely and slumped. I took my time to look at my handiwork as I pulled out. Seeing her entire back flushed as she panted loudly, while her pussy was dripping my load onto the bed.

I collapsed beside my King, very aware of the tiredness in my body of a day filled with partying, fighting, drinking, and singing.

And of course, the cuddle bug that was my adorable redhead girlfriend pressed herself against me, staring lovingly into my eyes before nuzzling my form. And, of course, I had to return the hug while covering our bodies with the comfy, fluffy covers.

‘’I love you, Zuzu…~’’ Rias whispered, and I felt my heart melt with those words alone.

‘’Love you too, Rias.’’ I chuckled and shared another kiss with the woman. Tender, loving, just like the sex we shared today.

With my King in my arms and a dumb, happy smile on my face, I drifted off to a peaceful slumber. Already expecting a pouting Koneko tomorrow morning, with plenty of teasing from my other friends about this.

-X-x-X-

Bonus Scene: Luck Draw, Luck Spent.

-Katarea Leviathan-

“Katarea, do you not think these actions are beneath you?” The maroon-haired man stood with crossed, gauntlet-covered arms, staring unimpressed at me and the supposed ‘mess’ I had made out of my room. “This goes above and beyond any type of information gathering that a faker would ever need.’

I paused my pacing around the room, now reorganized to maximize the information I had managed to gather of that impudent, reincarnated mongrel.

With photos and reports I had managed to acquire legally via that communication device, or illegally by giving some use to the many disposable weaklings that eagerly followed my orders just to get a smidge of attention from one such as I.

“I did not expect such short sight from one who can see so much, Shalba.” I spat, finding a small thrill in the way the man’s face twitched in fury at the backhanded compliment. “Besides, you do not have a filthy reincarnated slandering your name around. Now do you?”

“Naturally. Replicating one such as I is but a mere dream in the eyes of those filth.” The man hmphed, shaking his head with a smug smile on his face. “And, if one dared to, I’ll just find them easily enough, and dispose of them.”

At those words, is that he frowned. Giving one more look around the room. Now covered with pictures, boards, and folds. All of which have that damnable Zatren Fumigami… and some of that idiotic magic-whore that had the gall to take the things that belonged to me by birthright.

“And that fact is precisely why I don’t understand—” He gestured at one of the walls with a perturbed look. “—this. Isn’t there more than enough information to dispose of him here?”

Sometimes, it seemed that I was the only one who had a brain among my peers. Yet, since the ‘rightful’ Beelzebub had asked, I shook my head while looking through a folder I must have checked seven times already.

“Of course there is, Shalba. But what purpose do I have in killing that worm?” I scoffed. “No, I’ll make an example out of him. I’ll learn everything there is to know about him, and once I do so? I shall destroy his will, his weapon, and his mind. Nothing more than a pet, an attack dog at my command.”

‘And oh, so much more~’ My legs trembled as my thighs rubbed together. I licked my lips in sheer anticipation as I caught wind of one of the pictures on the wall. One in which that damnable, fair-skinned, sharp-chinned, handsome piece of meat of a man was simply smirking cockily at the camera with a wink.

It seemed that I was getting a bit too heated once more. I should probably ‘take care’ of that soon…

“I see…” Shalba stared for a few moments. And then stepped back from the door. For some reason, his one eye seemed incredibly perturbed as his hand gripped the door and carefully started to close it. “I’ll leave you to your… ‘investigation’ work, then.”

The door clicked shut, and I huffed, locking it with a simple use of magic before I grabbed one specific folder, which had some photos taken just after the Rating Game against that son of the Phenex. In which the spear-wielding faker seemed the most roughed up in.

“Yes… I’ll take care of it right away. Lest I falter in acquiring more important information~” I decided wisely while sitting down in my desk chair. One hand was already parting my dress and getting between my damp thighs.

All the while, I bit down a moan as I imagined that dopey, confident face broken and kneeling before me, and between my thighs.

“The only place where—mng~!— filthy fakers like you belong, Zatren Fumigami…~!”

-X-x-X-

Author's Note:

Song used in this chapter doesn't belong to me nor do I claim any rights to it~ It's ''Hope is The Thing With Feathers.'' from Honkai Star Rail.

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