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[Old School Building, Orc Room, 4pm]
Walking over the checkered marble floor, Micael quietly approached the Orc room door.
Arriving in front and without knocking, he turned the handle and entered, coming across the familiar sight of Rias already sitting behind the desk while dealing with some papers, the difference this time being the presence of Akeno, something that only happened occasionally.
As he entered the room, he stepped aside to let her pass. "Akeno." He greeted her with a nod.
"Micael." She greeted back with a smile.
With her passing through the door, Micael closed it and headed toward Rias, tossing his bag onto one of the sofas.
Approaching her, he stopped without saying anything and just smiled.
Rias, who had already turned to him expecting a kiss, looked at him confused for a moment before rolling her eyes. Pushing the chair back, she stood up and hugged him with her hands around his neck.
Wasting no time, Micael hugged her back and kissed her, his hands going straight for her butt.
Squeezing those soft mounds eagerly, he pulled back from the kiss and looked at her with a smile. "How are you, my redhead?" His words accompanied by another squeeze on her butt.
Rias laughed for a moment before smiling. "I'm good, my brunet, and you?" Her words accompanied by her pressing her breasts against his chest.
"I'm good, even more now." And again Micael squeezed her butt.
Laughing again, Rias shook her head before breaking the hug after a quick kiss. "Alright, let me just finish these last papers and then we can have our moment." She then sat back in the chair.
Micael watched curiously as he approached. "What are you looking at?"
"Just some papers about the boys' contracts and some things about the territory, nothing major." Rias replied while scribbling on the papers with a pen.
"Hm." Humming, Micael sat on the desk next to her. "By the way, I wanted to ask you something, Mari and Asia are going out in a few hours and I'm going with them, do you wanna come too?"
Dropping the paper, Rias looked at him curiously. "You're going out? Why?"
"Long story short, Mari found out Asia hasn't experienced things most normal people would, so she decided to give her those said experiences, and I'm going along for obvious reasons." Micael shrugged slightly at the end.
"Oh." Rias could understand, if Asia had grown up in a boarding school, it wasn't hard to guess what those common people experiences meant.
She then smiled. "No, it's okay, you can go with them."
Micael blinked surprised, he didn't expect that answer. "You don't wanna come?"
"No, you can use this moment to learn more about her personality, that'll be useful in case you have trouble convincing her to work for you later." She continued with the same smile.
Micael raised an eyebrow. "Pretty manipulative of you."
Rias laughed lightly. "What did you expect? I'm a devil, remember~?" She narrowed her eyes playfully.
"Hah, right." Micael exhaled amused.
"Now, let me finish here, it won't take long." Rias said, going back to writing on the papers, which she did for a few more minutes while Micael waited.
When she finally finished after a while, she didn't waste any time getting up and walking toward him. "Done." She smiled.
Micael then hugged her, but his face went straight to her chest as he lifted her off the ground.
Rias laughed as she let herself be carried to the couch. "Are you serious?"
Without answering, Micael walked to the couch and throwing himself on it, fell down, pressing his face even more against her breasts.
Rias kept the amused smile on her face as she hugged his head. "You're really like a baby."
"Hmm~." A satisfied hum was the only response Micael gave.
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A few hours later, it was already night and the streets of Kuoh City were bustling with different kinds of people from different groups and areas.
The weather was a bit chilly while a soft breeze blew from time to time.
Looking up at the vaguely starry sky, Micael walked over the mortar sidewalk passing between people and shops.
At his right side, Mari walked at the same pace wearing a jacket over a white blouse with her hands inside the jacket's pockets.
She also wore a black skirt down to mid-thigh along with long white socks.
On the other side of Micael, with her hands held together in front of her while walking, Asia wore a light green one-piece dress down to her knees, a white undershirt also covering her torso.
And as for Micael, he dressed almost the same as always, the difference being his shorts now were black denim shorts, instead of flip-flops he wore sandals, though his shirt was in his usual style, a slightly tight brown shirt outlining the muscles on his chest, shoulders, and back.
"So, what are we doing?" Micael asked Mari.
She, in turn, nodded before answering. "I don't know."
And that made Micael look in her direction. "What do you mean you don't know, it was your idea."
Mari shrugged. "You should ask her, we're here because of her after all."
Micael then turned to Asia. "What do you wanna do?"
Asia made an apologetic expression as her face slowly turned red. "S-sorry but I don't know anything."
Micael then nodded. "Okay, let's go to the arcade then."
"Arcade?" Mari asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Since we're introducing Asia, we can start with the arcade, it'll be something light and fun."
Mari pondered his reply for a moment before nodding. "Yeah, you're right." She then raised her fist. "Alright, let's go!"
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Inside an arcade, the atmosphere was lively with the noise of other people and the sound of upbeat music in the background.
In front of a claw machine, Mari bit her lip as she slowly tried to bring a stuffed bear to the chute.
She moved the claw slowly approaching the chute, unfortunately, the stuffed bear dropped at the last second.
Thud!
"Damn it!" She exclaimed loudly as she kicked the machine.
"Kicking the machine won't make it give up your bear." Standing behind her, Micael said with his hands in his pockets.
"Mari, please calm down." Asia on the other side smiled kind of awkwardly as she tried to soothe her.
But Asia's words had no effect.
"Tsk, damn machine, just wait, I'm getting my stuffed animal no matter what!" Putting another coin in, Mari grabbed the joystick with a mix of irritation and focus plastered on her face.
Asia could only smile awkwardly at Mari's intensity.
Micael chuckled lightly at her behavior, he already expected this — her lack of patience with these games was well-known to him.
"Here we go." Muttering while biting her lip, Mari lowered the claw and grabbed a plush animal, but instead of a bear, it was a monkey.
Lifting the claw, she moved it slowly toward the drop slot, but as it neared the edge, the plush slipped, making her hold her breath.
"Haaa." Exhaling in relief when it didn't fall, she finally brought the claw to the chute and opened it.
Quickly grabbing the plush, she pulled it to her chest with a victorious grin. "I did it."
"Congrats, Mari." Asia smiled warmly, clapping softly.
"Yeah." Micael gave her a simple thumbs-up.
Staring at the monkey plush for a moment, her grin turned a bit mischievous as she turned it toward Micael. "Look, it looks like you." She looked at him playfully.
Micael paused for a moment, then stared at the monkey before looking back at her. "That was pretty racist. Even for you."
Mari and Asia froze the instant he spoke, Mari realizing how her words might've come across.
"What!? T-that's not what I meant! Look! I meant the style, not him!" Panicking for a second, Mari, face now red with embarrassment, moved in close and practically shoved the monkey in his face.
Calmly looking away from the nervous Mari, Micael turned back to the plush. He already knew what she meant from the start. After all, the monkey was muscular, was weirdly wearing drawstring shorts, even had flip-flops on, and to top it off, its hairstyle was similar.
He was obviously just messing with her. Looking away from the plush, he glanced back at her. "Still racist."
"It's not! Look, he—" Now borderline desperate, Mari was about to explain, but the moment she saw his little smirk, she realized she panicked for nothing.
Instantly calming down, she shot him a deadpan look. "Hmph, idiot." She punched him in the stomach.
Micael just smiled, unfazed by the punch, while Asia let out a relieved breath — she thought she'd have to step in, but thankfully, it wasn't needed. She smiled at the way the two interacted.
While Mari stood beside him pouting with crossed arms, Micael gave her a quick pat on the head before walking up to the machine.
"Come on, Asia, it's your turn." He waved at her.
"Eh? I-I don't know how to do it." Asia quickly waved her hands, smiling shyly.
"It's easy to learn, come here." Micael made room for her.
Somewhat hesitant, Asia eventually walked over and stood in front of the machine, with Micael by her side instructing her on how to use it.
Unexpectedly, she got one on her first try.
Squatting down, she pulled out a monkey plush nearly identical to Mari's — the only real difference being the color of the shorts and flip-flops.
Blinking while staring at the plush, Asia was stunned she got it on her first try, but hearing laughter behind her, she realized it was the same plush as Mari's.
Her face turned red as she looked at Micael, finding his expression completely neutral as he stared at the plush in her arms. "I-I'm sorry! I didn't—"
"It's alright, Asia. I'm not offended or anything like that, relax." Micael reassured her with a smile while Mari leaned in, laughing.
"...Sorry." Asia ended up apologizing even though she didn't really have to. She just felt inexplicably guilty as she hugged the plush to her chest.
Seeing her red, distressed face, Micael shook his head and gave her a pat on the head, which immediately distracted her.
He then messed up Mari's hair, making her stop laughing and slap his arm, annoyed, while saying, "Hey! Don't mess up my hair!" Something he completely ignored as he walked past the two.
"Let's go, let's play something else."
A pouting Mari adjusting her hair and a blushing Asia from the earlier touch followed after him.
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After spending some time playing at the arcade, Mari suggested shopping for clothes, and the three of them headed to a store.
After picking out some clothes — with Asia initially refusing — Mari and Asia went into the fitting rooms while Micael waited outside.
He glanced at the few people inside, hands in his pockets. Before coming into this store, Mari had suggested they stop at a lingerie shop first. Unfortunately for her, Micael saw through her plan right away.
She clearly wanted to leave him waiting there, getting judgmental looks from the other women while she shopped, but Micael didn't fall for it. Not to mention Asia clearly wasn't comfortable with the idea — her face had turned bright red when she refused.
So, they ended up there instead, though Mari still grabbed a few lingerie pieces.
"Micael? Are you there?"
"Yeah, what is it?" Hearing Mari's voice, Micael looked over his shoulder toward her fitting room.
"I need your help. Can you come here for a second?"
Staring at the door for a moment, Micael instantly knew she was up to something. Exhaling softly through his nose, he walked over and cracked it open.
"What is it?" Looking inside, he saw her with her back to him, wearing only a purple lace bra and panties, her reflection turned toward him with a grin.
"I can't get this to close, can you help me?" She tilted her head and pointed at her bra — the back was unhooked.
Silent for a moment, Micael stepped inside and closed the door, then quickly fastened the clasp.
"Thanks~" Mari beamed, even bowing in thanks, but Micael saw it coming a mile away.
He stepped back just before her butt could press against his crotch.
Mari's grin turned playful as she kept talking through the mirror. "By the way." She then leaned forward, one hand on the mirror, while the other reached back to spread her butt. "You wanna—"
But Micael was already gone, having slipped out before she could finish.
"Hahaha~" Instead of being upset or disappointed, Mari just felt even more amused. She found it funny how Micael sometimes dodged her like some shy anime protagonist fleeing from the heroine's advances.
It was hilarious because it was the complete opposite of his usual self, and of course, she made sure to tease him for it.
"Though, I kinda wish he wouldn't run away." Sighing in disappointment after a moment, she stared at her lingerie-clad reflection before shaking her head.
Meanwhile, outside, Micael was staring at the door he had just exited, exhaling again before turning his attention to the next one over — where Asia was.
He figured she must've been really enjoying the outfits she picked, considering the happy smile she had before going in.
Looking away again, he resumed waiting in silence.
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Sitting at a table inside a pizzeria, Micael and Mari watched Asia stare at the slice on her plate.
"Go ahead." Micael said to the girl who seemed to admire the slice too much to even think of eating it.
Snapping out of her trance after Micael spoke, Asia finally picked up the slice and slowly brought it to her mouth, biting the tip delicately. When she chewed, her eyes widened and she covered her mouth.
"Oh my god..."
Micael laughed at her reaction. "It's that good?"
Asia's cheeks turned a little red. "It's the first time I've tasted something like this."
"It's alright, enjoy it." Micael encouraged as he picked up his own slice.
"If it's your first time, then your reaction makes sense. The pizza here really is good." Mari nodded slightly while placing a slice on her plate with a fork.
The three of them kept eating and chatting casually.
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It was already late at night as they walked through the streets heading home.
The three of them were eating ice cream cones, and while Micael carried several shopping bags in his arms, Mari and Asia beside him looked at the printed photos they took in the photo booth.
"Look at this, you look like a little goldfish with that pout you made." Mari pointed while laughing at one where Asia was making a funny face.
"Hahaha, well, if I look like one, that means it worked." Asia laughed just as much. She then pointed at one of Mari. "And here, what were you trying to do?"
"I was imitating a ballerina."
"Looks more like you were trying to scratch your back." Asia laughed, covering her mouth.
Mari joined her in laughing too. "You know what? You're right. It really does look like I was scratching my back." She then pointed to one of Micael. "And in this one, Micael looks like..."
Blinking for a moment, she raised an eyebrow at him. "You really don't help your own case, do you?"
Asia beside her made a slightly awkward expression, smiling sheepishly as she looked at the photo.
Micael, half paying attention to them and half to his surroundings, looked in their direction and saw the photo she pointed at — and immediately understood.
In that photo, Micael was crouched slightly, fists on the ground, jaw jutted forward and brows furrowed.
He was clearly imitating a gorilla — and what Mari meant was obvious.
Micael shrugged. "I thought it looked funny." He smiled slightly.
"Sometimes your sense of humor is really questionable." Mari shook her head as she went back to looking at the photos.
Asia just stayed quiet — she felt like it was best not to say anything.
While the two continued chatting about the pictures, Micael glanced at them from the corner of his eye before looking ahead, his mind drifting back to when they took the photos — Mari had asked to take a few alone with him.
He agreed, and predictably, the girl took the chance to cling to him as much as possible — pressing her chest against him, kissing his cheek, and so on.
'This shameless girl really never misses an opportunity.' If he hadn't stopped her early on, she probably would've gone even further.
As Micael thought and the girls chatted, the three of them made their way home — their outing for the day had come to an end.
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