"Ah! How could he do that?! That damn Bisenen came to school with two hotties!" — shouted a duo of perverts somewhere outside the window, for which they were punished with another beating by the female collective.
While my sister and I were walking to school, Miyuki, who had already finished everything at home, joined us. She grabbed my hand with a satisfied look on her face and walked with me all the way to school. Akeno looked at us askance, although she didn't show it, but her emotions gave her away. So, after five minutes of mental anguish, she finally grabbed my other arm. That's how the other students greeted us.
Classes went on as usual, except that the rumours caused by our appearance filled the impressionable minds of the girls, who began to construct numerous theories about our relationship.
Soon, Kiba called me, and we went to the club together.
"Hello," Rias greeted me, sitting down on the sofa and sipping another cup of tea. "I know you don't like beating around the bush, so I'll get straight to the point. I need your help to break off my engagement. Tomorrow, Raizer Fenix, the third son of the Fenix family, will arrive here with his entourage, and we will agree on the date of our game. As a mercenary and a demon, you can participate without having a figure.
"How much do you value your freedom, Rias?" I look her in the eyes after a minute of silence.
The girl was clearly expecting me to name a price and was already preparing to bargain. What a pity, I may be mercenary, but I don't need money or jewels, only souls or the services of her clan, now that's better. The blue-eyed girl suddenly lost all her enthusiasm and stared sadly at the table.
"A lot, a lot," she squeezed out. "I am willing to do a great deal to be free from the will of the elders, who, with their whims, do not allow the younger generation to breathe, wanting to control everything they can reach." Her face was contorted with a grimace of contempt. "They may be smart and wise, but they are stubborn and unwilling to do anything that could change the status quo. But that's not important right now. You wanted to know what I can give you in exchange for my freedom?"
Apparently, she needed a pause for my reply. But when she saw my slow nod, which I tried to make as indifferent as possible, she continued.
"You can ask me for anything, except for harming my family and the demons in general. — What a look, she's got balls... hmm, that doesn't sound right.
"What if I tell you that I want you?" — I can't take my eyes off those blue pools that you could really drown in. I understand the canonical Issei, you can fall in love with Rias just by passing by. "I want all of you, without a trace, I want you to be mine and only mine. I want to possess your soul and body." And in my eyes, I lit a fire that sent a herd of goosebumps down her spine.
How beautiful her surprised face was, my thought was echoed by Lyuts and the dragon standing next to him, which was strange.
"What a bastard you are," the fallen one hissed, grinning crookedly, "to play with the feelings of a naive Chukchi girl who knows nothing about love except from novels. Why play with her tender, vulnerable girlish heart, which can be broken as easily as thin crystal? "How pathetic," the angel said, placing the back of his hand on his forehead. "How he plays, how he plays!" "If she finds out about everything, she might kill herself. As a demon, I approve, but as the ruler of these very demons, I disapprove, for she is an heiress. Although it seems her brother has a son... I approve! You are a born bastard! And with my memory, you will storm the pedestal, taking this title from my son. "That feathered beast even shed a tear."
"I won't embarrass you," — I don't let the girl get a word in — "I'll just say that you owe me a couple of favours," — I show her two fingers — "two favours of your choosing, as long as they don't go against the conditions you stated at the beginning of the conversation." — and a small, barely noticeable smile.
Rias bit her lip, looked away and thought hard. This went on for another ten minutes. Lydia even managed to refill our already cold tea and brought a few more bowls with different cookies, and even a cake. Mmm, chocolate.
"I agree, I will do everything in my power to pay off the debt, as long as it does not violate the restrictions I set earlier." Gremory held out her hand to seal the agreement, but that wasn't interesting. After all, female demons can seal agreements in other ways.
I grab her outstretched hand and pull her towards me, not taking my eyes off the surprised demoness, who, under the influence of telekinesis, lands on my knees. She raises her large eyes, watching my actions questioningly, not trying to break free, because she knows I won't hurt her. I take her chin in one hand and place the other on the back of her head, pressing lightly and guiding her movement. A kiss, at first a light touch, which grows into more confident movements. It's strange that she didn't pull away at first.
A slight movement of my hand and the room is closed off, signalling to the queen and the other figures to take a walk. I managed to send Akeno home in time, nothing will interfere.
"You're an asshole..." began Lutz.
"You're repeating yourself," the dragon roared.
"...and I won't stop saying it. You really started this." "Now you have to think about what to say to Sazex. That ciscone can cause you problems. Maybe."
We were already lying down, and I was slowly pulling the girl's clothes off, while she was tearing mine off without bothering with any extra movements.
"When's the wedding?" the redhead asked cheerfully, already knowing my answer.
"Never," I muttered to myself, not distracting myself from the task at hand. "Screw Gremory and their marriage. I'm only here for my own pleasure. They can't force me."
"Aren't you afraid of ruining your relationship with the current Lucifer?" the dragon persisted.
"There's nothing to ruin," I said, leaving a hickey on the demoness's neck and infusing it with my magic so that it wouldn't fade before tomorrow's dinner, even with magic. "We both use each other, and as long as we don't cross the line, we can forgive each other a lot. The current situation is nowhere near that line. At most, he'll wag his finger and ask me not to break the girl's heart too badly."
The girl named jumps in a cowgirl position so fiercely that you could say she's gone wild. The chastity she has guarded has borne fruit, and now she won't get off until she's satisfied. I need to send a message to my sister to tell her that the bidding is taking longer than expected.
"We need to tweak your dragon aura," he said thoughtfully, holding out the suitcase. "But she's not the only one involved here," he said, glancing at the fallen man.
"After overcoming a certain threshold of soul absorption, Vergil was able to unconsciously use my 'curse' — HIS blessing distorted by hell. You'll have to wear bracelets to hide my aura, which has begun to seep out, until you learn to control it."
I shut out the voices in my head and give myself over completely to the process.
***
The night passed wonderfully, and the morning greeted me with a girl snoring in my neck, curled up next to me. Cute. If she could just work on her temper, she'd be priceless.
A message came from my sister and mother saying that they had guessed how our "bargaining" had ended. Of course, they didn't threaten to cut off my balls, but they did reproach me for my macho behaviour. Lydia came in, blushing brightly, though she kept a detached expression on her face, and darted back into the corridor. Judging by her emotions and the fact that she headed for the shower, she wouldn't be back anytime soon. But it was already seven o'clock, and we had finished at five, which meant I wouldn't get enough sleep again.
"Smart," Rias said sleepily, wrinkling her nose and rubbing her eyes after Fry slammed the door shut rather loudly, "five more minutes.
"Go to sleep, go to sleep, just remind me when your betrothed arrives," I said in a whisper, reaching for a pack of cigarettes.
"At lunchtime..." Her eyes opened and she raised her head sharply. "So it wasn't a dream..." the girl said dejectedly.
"You didn't realise it wasn't a dream?" I hinted at the aching pain between her legs.
Rias pulls her hand under the sheet, searching for something intently. In an instant, the fabric covering our bodies flies to the floor, revealing a red stain that stands out brightly against the light background.
"What should we do now?" the girl asked in panic. "They'll kill you if they find out!" She grabbed her head and moaned.
I pulled her towards me, holding her tightly in my arms.
"If they know. No one will check your chastity unless you give them a reason to doubt it. Behave as usual and everything will be fine. And then I'll wring Rizer's neck and you'll be free. Fortunately, he won't die from my freedom, even a severed head won't help. I say, playing with her hair and inhaling her scent. Strawberries and chocolate.
"Are you so sure they won't catch us?" she asks nervously, but more calmly now.
"Exactly, don't worry, everything will be resolved today." I kiss her red lips, which are pressed against mine, closing her eyes. "Isn't it time for class?"
"Ouch!" The girl jumps up and, tangled in the fallen sheet, falls to the floor. "Ouch, ouch," she says, rubbing her knee, which hit the corner of the table.
"Mm-hmm," I throw away the cigarette butt, which burns up in the air without a trace, and, standing up, pick up the squealing slim girl in my arms. Her breasts will be even prettier than in anime. "I'll carry the princess, or my heart tells me she won't make it to the shower." I teased my blushing burden.
I had completely forgotten about the shower in the office, as it was too small, but the one on the second floor was just right. That's where I headed, still naked. Imagine a naked guy carrying a naked girl, smelling distinctly not of roses, and on the way they meet a komata, whose sense of smell is probably the strongest possible.
"H-hi, Koneko," Rias squeezed out a smile, blushing.
The cat just nodded and walked back the way she came, muttering something about the smell and perverts.
Passing by the shower on the third floor, we heard the moans of a lonely Lydia, which slightly aroused Gremoire, who fidgeted and buried her face in her collarbone. But in the shower, which we finally reached, she became aroused again and, turning her back, bent over. She's definitely not a succubus, right?
***
Classes went smoothly, except for the white cat constantly flashing somewhere in the distance. So the appointed time for the arrival of the fire demon came quickly. I couldn't get away from my sister, because she suddenly decided to follow me again, seemingly forgetting about her punishment.
Entering the club room, which had been thoroughly cleaned, with no trace of the previous night remaining, Akeno nodded to the demons, and I nodded to Greafia, who was standing in a dark corner. After that, I sat my sister down on a chair next to Sazex's wife and leaned against the wall myself.
We stood there in silence, the entourage nervous and anxious, because if everything went wrong, they would lose most of their freedom. Rias was still shaking from what had happened, although judging by Graffia, no one else was aware of it.
A transfer seal appears on the floor, and a pillar of fire appears, from which a guy in a crimson, eye-popping suit emerges. Brr. He's not bad looking, even handsome, but his expression ruins it, too disgusted. He glances at everyone present, at me and my bracelets hiding my aura, and grimaces in dissatisfaction.
"Ah, how long I've been away from the human world," the slick blond grinned. "I missed you so much, my dear Rias."
"Raiser Fenix, a pure-blooded higher demon, heir to the Fenix clan. Fiancé of Miss Rias Gremory, heiress to the Gremory clan," Greyfia introduced the guy.
"She looks good in that outfit," Lutz remarked, eyeing the maid. "Sazex has good taste... or a fetish, or is this her idea?"
"Shut up, if you please," I said, my cheek twitching slightly.
"I'm silent, I'm silent," the fallen angel replied insolently, continuing to discuss Satan's wife with the dragon.
Raiser approached the bride, bowed, and kissed her hand. Then he sat down on the same small sofa and took the cup handed to him by Lydia.
"Ah, your queen's tea is as good as ever." He looked at Gremory sitting opposite him. "We haven't seen each other in so long, and this is how you greet me? How cold, it hurts me to see it."
"Rizer, we both know that my answer hasn't changed. I won't marry you, even if you decide to use force. — More pathos!
"We had hoped that life among humans would temper your ardour. But it seems we were mistaken. What are we to do in this situation, my dear Rias?" — the heir asked with slight irritation.
"The heads of your clans had foreseen such a turn of events, so it was decided to use a method that has been used for three hundred years. A match will be held between you, which will settle everything. — Graifia spoke up. — Everything will be according to the rules of that time, so you know what to expect.
"Do you think you can handle my entourage? I have the full set," he snapped his fingers, and his combat harem appeared in flashes of fire. "And you're severely understaffed.
"Don't worry about me," Gremory's smile turned into a snarl. It looked strange. "I have something to counter you with.
A light touch from the maid's hand and everyone's attention is on me. You little shit, you could have kept my participation a secret, but now it's turned into a show. Oh well, a show it is, but I'll be the only one playing.
"Hello," I waved my hand, "I guess I'm your opponent. I'll start by assessing his physique and strength." It'll be an interesting fight, albeit a bit one-sided, but colourful, I promise.
"We don't know each other," the blond man raised his eyebrow haughtily. "Who am I talking to?"
"Virgil. Just Virgil. Mercenary."
"Fine, just Virgil," he replied mockingly, "I see you're confident in your abilities.
"A little," I make an indefinite gesture with my hand, "But it should be enough for your fighting harem. And before you ask one of them to 'test my strength,' know that I can snap their lovely slender necks." And a sweet smile accompanies the vivisector's gaze.
What a... banal reaction, the usual paleness and shuddering. It's even kind of boring, no one even tried to attack.
"You're insolent, I'll gladly roast you with my flames." — It seems like a normal phrase, but it sounds ambiguous in my head.
"You're sick, partner," the suitcase diagnosed me and nodded his head importantly.
"As the classic said, '...we are all seriously ill,'" I replied proudly to the red one.
"Gentlemen," Greyfia made herself known, "you can settle your differences in the arena. Mr. Reizer, you have the right to choose the day of the battle.
"I'll give you a week to prepare," he glanced at Rias, "I hope you have enough time to get your entourage in shape.
Gremory herself turned her gaze to me, staring questioningly.
"Can it be sooner? The shortest time you can prepare and be ready to fight. Personally, I'm ready right now, but I'll give you a head start," I grinned cheekily, making the blond man grimace, "so that there will be no talk afterwards that you weren't ready.
"You," he hissed like a snake, "you'll pay for your words. The blond didn't even shout, but he hissed so loudly that the serpentarium nervously smoked in the corner. "Tomorrow, at nine in the evening. The arena is a replica of the city of Dit and Lake Cozite.
Even Greifia was surprised; it was rare for the circles of hell to be used for battle.
"How long has it been," the fallen one drawled, "Kocit... It seems like an eternity since I broke free from his chains."
"Strange," I look at the maid, "Lady Greafia, will you witness the agreement of both parties and clarify the details? I will go out alone against his retinue."
Rias was already about to jump up and express her disapproval and desire to go into battle herself, but her raised hand stopped her.
"According to the agreement, if I remember clause seven, paragraph four correctly, I have complete freedom in choosing my battle strategy. And that does not include... unnecessary elements. There is no point in arguing or proving anything, the agreement has already been concluded.
Gremory was pitiful to look at. Well, yes, she had already twisted Rizer's head in her mind, and now she was so disappointed. She couldn't show herself or her entourage. Although she understood that she couldn't win, even in a game of King vs. King. She probably already regretted choosing a non-standard contract template and not double-checking all the clauses, as there were a few interesting ones, just in case.
"Hmph, see you tomorrow, Fenex, ladies," I waved to the harem. They proudly ignored me.
Standing up, the demon said goodbye to everyone and quickly left the room to prepare, leaving us alone with Lucifer's maid.
"I'll be waiting for you tomorrow, in this office at eight o'clock. You will be taken to the arena half an hour before the start, and Lady Gremory's entourage will only be present as observers, in a separate dimension, along with the other observers." She glanced at Akeno, who was sitting surprisingly quietly. "You may bring one to three guests with you." She bowed, "I must leave you now, as I have formalities to attend to and preparations to make. Until we meet again." And she disappeared into the print.
Rias sighed and rested her head on her hands, and her entourage relaxed, having been tense since Raizer's appearance.
"Virgil, why is that?"
"You would have gotten in the way," he shrugged. "Seriously, though, you're kind of like dead weight."
"That hurt," Kiba replied quietly.
"But it's honest. Since we're done, then," I look at my sister and get a nod, "then we'll be going. And we disappear in a flash of lightning.
"Is it impossible to talk you out of going alone?" Akeno stated as soon as we appeared near the house. "Oh, why do you make us worry?" — I was hugged and gently stroked on the head. — We don't want you to do everything yourself, because we're family, and family sticks together through thick and thin.
"I doubt you can help against Rizevim or Trikex, but thanks anyway." I hugged the girl in response.
At home, of course, they nagged me a little, but after I explained that it would be easier and faster this way, that I was strong enough, that Phoenix's regeneration wasn't absolute, that there were no immortals, etc., they finally gave up, sat me down at the table, and piled on the cake Shuri had baked while we were out. Strawberry and chocolate, something familiar.
***
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