"Oh?"
Rias narrowed her beautiful eyes. Among the suspects were two third-years.
To her, they were nothing noteworthy, but compared to Haruto, who had only just begun learning magic a few days ago...
Saying he had even a fifty percent chance of winning was already giving him face.
Haruto had talent, but he still needed resources and time to turn it into real strength.
Not just Rias, but the other three girls also watched Haruto with curiosity, wondering where his confidence came from.
"How exactly do you want us to help clean up afterward?" Sona asked calmly. She, too, wanted to see what Haruto was relying on.
"Simple—just don't hold me accountable afterward."
Going against the "cuckold protagonist template" and acting like a scoundrel—Haruto had long wanted to try it.
Before, he had lacked the strength. And even when he had the power, he didn't have the backing, so he could only pick fights with small-time thugs.
If all else failed, Haruto had originally planned to bait them into breaking the law, but that would take much longer.
Now? In for a penny, in for a pound—he might as well play the villain for once.
Rias lightly brushed her crimson hair and spoke the most domineering words in the calmest tone.
"No problem. Do as you please. Kuoh Academy has been managed by the Gremory family for generations."
Haruto blinked. Now that she mentioned it, he vaguely recalled something like that. But since it wasn't important, he had forgotten until Rias brought it up.
With the matter settled, the four girls leisurely resumed their afternoon tea.
Haruto had no intention of leaving either. With one hand teasing Tsubaki and Akeno beside him, he used the other to pick up delicate pastries and pop them into his mouth.
Both the tea and the pastries were of the highest quality.
Haruto had always been interested in food, especially meat.
Now that he no longer had to worry about overeating and ruining his figure, he indulged even more.
As for sweets, Haruto hadn't been particularly fond of them before.
But now, he suddenly found them quite enjoyable—fragrant, sweet without being cloying.
Completely different from meat, yet possessing their own unique charm.
Well-fed and comfortable, lustful thoughts arose.
After eating and drinking his fill, looking at the four stunning girls before him, "Little Haruto" began to stir.
Unfortunately, aside from Tsubaki, the other three didn't seem to have any openings for him to exploit yet.
So, Haruto could only scoop up the vice president in one swift motion and, before she could react, press his lips against hers.
Shinra's eyes widened in shock, momentarily frozen.
Only when her soft little tongue was pulled into his mouth and thoroughly tormented did her face flush crimson.
Tsubaki blushed furiously, her small fists lightly pounding on Haruto's chest in an attempt to make him let go.
Under the astonished gazes of Rias and the other two, Haruto kept his lips firmly pressed against the vice president's, refusing to release her.
Seeing Haruto's stubborn determination not to let go, Tsubaki closed her eyes and resigned herself to his relentless teasing.
"Sona, did you tell Tsubaki to do this?"
"No..."
Their practiced movements made it clear this wasn't the first time.
The three girls watched the scene with curiosity, whispering among themselves.
"Akeno, you'd better step up your game, or else Haruto's going to be snatched away."
"President, I think if you took the initiative, you'd have Haruto wrapped around your finger in no time."
"Tsk tsk, look at their expressions," Rias mused. "Is kissing really that enjoyable?"
At some point, Tsubaki had begun responding to Haruto's advances.
Wet, muffled sounds spilled from their locked lips.
Rias and the others were long forgotten by the two lost in their heated kiss.
After what felt like an eternity, their lips finally parted—though not by choice. If they'd kept going, little Haruto would've staged a full rebellion.
Tsubaki slumped weakly against Haruto, panting heavily, her delicate face flushed crimson. Her eyes glistened with moisture, and a thin, silvery strand of saliva trailed from the corner of her lips, dripping onto the swell of her chest.
The white uniform darkened where it landed.
The sight, brimming with unspoken desire, made Rias and the others instinctively press their thighs together.
Coming back to her senses, Tsubaki was so mortified she wished she could vanish on the spot.
Despite her mature and aloof demeanor, she was embarrassingly shy about such matters.
Haruto, on the other hand, felt no such hesitation. Thanks to Reina and the Takamine sisters, he had no qualms about being watched by girls.
Compared to sneaking around for private trysts, this felt far more natural to him.
Perhaps a lingering side effect of too many wild parties.
As soon as she regained her strength, Tsubaki immediately fled Haruto's embrace.
The vice president glared at him, her face a mix of anger and humiliation.
But when she turned and saw Akeno and Rias smirking at her, she could only stomp her foot in frustration and hide behind Sona.
"Tsubaki..."
Sona wanted to say something but found herself at a loss for words.
She had instructed Tsubaki to tempt Haruto, hoping he'd choose to become her servant.
Yet Haruto hadn't given any indication of interest—so how had Tsubaki nearly ended up devoured?
Sona wouldn't interfere with her servants' personal feelings. If Tsubaki truly liked Haruto, that was fine.
But that little lecher over there clearly only wanted one thing.
"Haruto, you've gotten this far with Tsubaki and didn't even tell me? I'm hurt."
Akeno claimed to be hurt, but her face was all amusement.
Haruto was becoming more and more her type. What was the fun in bullying a pure-hearted girl?
As a sadistic schemer, the more of a scoundrel Haruto was, the more satisfying it would be to break him in.
What she didn't know was that Haruto also dreamed of turning her into his personal plaything.
The image of the cunning, sadistic queen kneeling at his feet, begging with a dazed expression—just the thought was enough to make him hard.
"Heh, Akeno-senpai, if you're offering, I'm always open."
Haruto grinned. If Akeno dared to come, he'd gladly take her.
They both knew the score—no deception, no ulterior motives. No one was tricking anyone's feelings or money. Surely that wouldn't warrant a knife in his back, right?
Under Tsubaki's furious glare, Haruto blew her a flying kiss and waved goodbye.
It was getting late, and now that he was satisfied, it was time to head home to feed little Haruto.
The moment he stepped out of the student council room, Haruto couldn't help himself—his lips curled into a wild grin.
Tsubaki was truly a treasure trove of a girl. During their recent fluid exchange, she had once again contributed a new talent.
[Ding—Talent detected: Intermediate Devil Bloodline]
[Beginning replication…]
Recalling the notification he had just heard, Haruto clenched his fist in excitement.
A devil bloodline actually counted as a talent!
If that was the case, then fallen angel bloodlines, dragon bloodlines, and even angel bloodlines—couldn't he obtain them all?
Thanks to his Talent Extraction ability, he didn't even have to worry about the negative side effects of mixing multiple bloodlines.
Hybrids who fully inherited the superior traits of their mixed bloodlines were invariably powerful, with unparalleled natural gifts.
Take, for example, that certain breast-obsessed pervert (who hadn't made an appearance yet) who was parasitized by a Sacred Gear.
As a hybrid of human, devil, and dragon bloodlines, he became one of the era's main protagonists outright.
Then there was another hybrid—human, fallen angel, devil, and dragon—who was also a protagonist and, from birth, possessed an invincible cheat ability.
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