Chapter 112: Chapter 112: The Praetorian Guard pulls a victim card
Warning: Lewd
Raynare walked forward boldly, giving a few devils a look of scorn as she walked past them in the Church of the True God.
She drew power from the feeling of looking down on the filthy devils as she had few other sources to draw confidence from, and could afford the scorn as she felt safe from the fact that there seemed to be quite a few other Fallen Angels, or rather 'gray angels' as it were, inside the church so in the worst case scenario she'd have backup. Potentially, of course, as Raynare wasn't sure that the fellow angels would actually help her if something happened.
The whole 'gray wings' thing was causing Raynare's head spin, not to mention that she felt particularly forgiving and free for some reason, but she figured that she'd have time to think about the whole thing once she escaped the madhouse that she had found herself in.
'...Should I dye my wings black, or…?' Raynare was wondering idly while she felt unnaturally 'pure', like when she had been an angel of Heavens, before she had Fallen. Yet not quite. '...I'm not sure I like this feeling… Feels like I'm an idiot…'
She shook her head to clear it as the tall maid who was leading Raynare and her two cohorts to somewhere came to a stop in front of a large double door.
The maid knocked on the door a few times and the group waited until the door opened and a brown-haired girl poked her head out of the doorway in a way that caused her twintail-tied hair to swing around wildly as she looked around for the knocker.
"Ah!" The girl spotted the maid. "Um, you were… Oh, ahem. Does Issei- erm… Momon-san need something?"
The numbered maid narrowed her eyes dangerously. "Master's wife wished to send the group behind me for an introduction to True God's cult. As it happens the Dominion Authorities are busy so could I offload these to you and Xenovia-sama?"
The brown-haired girl seemed to wilt under the maid's glacier-cold tone. "Ah… Yes, sure… I'll just… call Xenovia-chan…"
The brown-haired girl withdrew from the doorway, allowing the maid to enter with Raynare in tow.
'Gaudy…' Raynare huffed at the interior and at the tasteless decor. 'A skull-face for an idol? Talk about a lack of taste…'
A woman with short blue hair was sitting behind a desk of some kind, a coffee mug in hand and with the remains of a breakfast and lunch on the desk.
Raynare assumed that the woman was Xenovia based on the chatter between the woman and the maid, before the names were confirmed when she turned towards Raynare, Mittelt and Kalawarna and introduced herself.
"I see… So Rias-san would like to have these three run through the most difficult course available? That would be the 'expert plus plus' course devised by myself and Dominion Authority-sama based on research of human materials acquired from the Human World by devils?" Xenovia was nodding her head thoughtfully while Irina had buried her face in her hands and was blushing hard. "Hm, hm. Indeed. Well, if Rias-san believes that Raynare-san and the others can do it then it should be alright."
'That red-headed bitch spouted a bunch of nonsense when she was instructing us about 'the rules'… ugh…' Raynare was starting to get annoyed with others talking about her while she was in the same room. "Ahem. Indeed. Rias-sama… ugh… correctly deduced that we are being vetted to become members of Issei-sama's harem. But according to Rias-sama, we lack… urgh… humility before we are allowed to interact with Issei-sama directly, so we are to learn that through repentance for our actions in the Church of the True God."
'Let's just get this over with…' Raynare congratulated herself for not vomiting mid-sentence over the verbal garbage that she had forced out of her throat.
Xenovia seemed to get it, while Irina was beaming a bit over Raynare addressing 'God' as 'Issei', and the tall maid was scowling at Raynare before she managed to get her expression back to coldly neutral.
"Alright. In that case let's get to it." Xenovia nodded, downed the coffee in one go, and put the empty coffee mug to the side. "Follow me. Ahem… Irina, can you see to the administrative affairs? And you-"
"I was instructed by Rias-ojousama to ensure that Raynare-sama behaves." The maid curtsied a bit and Raynare cursed under her breath as it looked like Rias had correctly deduced that Raynare would bolt for it the moment she managed to find an opening.
'...Yeah, not going to fall for it… Dohnaseek got flattened in one blow, I'm not going to fall for the bait and try to run for it when I have a gun to my head…' Raynare sighed as she realized she'd need to play along for a bit, and dragged Mittlet and Kalawarna with her as she had no intention of letting her two 'comrades' or rather 'mobile distractions and meat shields' get away from her.
"Um…" Raynare's nose scrunched from the musky smell coming from a room in front of which the group had stopped. "What… uh…"
"I've never actually undergone an 'expert plus plus' course, as both Irina and myself are reserved for Momon-sama's exclusive use, but I hear that it can be difficult for even the most experienced members of the religion." Xenovia nodded thoughtfully as she opened the door and pushed Raynare, Mittelt and Kalawarna in while the maid paused to stand beside the door in guard. "That being said, I can tell from your outfits that you are quite experienced so I have faith in you being able to conquer this challenge."
The room had a thick musky scent and it's lights were out, causing Raynare to almost gag. "What? Are we supposed to clean this place or what?"
"Drain this place, yes." Xenovia nodded before retreating from the room. "Alright. Praise the True God, and remember that the True God loves you!"
Raynare turned to address the odd order, but before she could do so the door slammed shut and a thick lock seemed to rotate in place to lock the trio in.
"Well… Fuck." Mittelt's voice came from the pitch black darkness, and Raynare had to agree.
"We're so fucked." Raynare nodded her head, even though she knew the two others wouldn't be able to tell due to the darkness- Before a lightbulb seemed to blink and then turn on to illuminate the trio.
And the trio realized that they had been surrounded by a group of at least a couple of dozen men, each clad in only a burlap bag that covered only their head and had two eye holes in them.
Raynare lowered her eyes, and noted that all of the suspicious individuals had raging hard-ons, and many of them carried… suspicious items… in their hands.
'Rias you massive, colossal cunt-a-saurus, I'll get you for this, you just wa-' Raynare gulped. "Wait! Wait! Wait! Timeout!"
She had to pause her thinking to wave her hands at the group of suspicious individuals as they moved towards her in unison, grabbed her hands and legs, and promptly pushed her down on the floor which she realized was made of rubber for easy cleaning.
A protesting squeak let Raynare know that Mittelt was experiencing the same, while Kalawarna had already been bent over a nearby desk and her mini-skirt had been torn off.
Mittelt sent Raynare a desperate look as the lolita-dressing petite girl got her throat shoved full of sausage without so much as a preamble or consent, and Kalawarna looked like she didn't really understand the whole situation as she had been in shock ever since her resurrection. However, Kalawarna seemed to finally realize that she was alive as the man who had squirmed under her slammed her hips against his, another mounted her from behind, and third one stuffed his meat down the big-breasted business-lewd looking woman's throat.
Yet, at the same time as Raynare realized her fate, she also realized that if she struck out and killed all of the attackers she'd probably get killed by the maid outside the door, and all those that Raynare managed to kill in her rampage would likely get resurrected while she'd stay dead.
The sight of Dohnaseek getting turned into a red smear flashed in Raynare's head, as well as the memory of pain she had felt when Rias had turned her into dust.
Raynare's limbs lost strength.
'Well… Fuck.'
And so, that was what she did.
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Momonga sighed as he took in the sights of current-day Tokyo. 'The place's changed, but it's still the same in some ways… Well, kind of…'
The sky was quite dark as it was night in Japan, yet there was a thick layer of smoke and smog on the sky, not to mention that it was snowing despite it being the middle of summer in Japan.
Momonga guessed that the smoke was unusual, since there were fire trucks driving back and forth. Not to mention people were running for cover while the city shook occasionally as if it was experiencing a chain of earthquakes. Nonetheless most of the stores and places were open.
"Hmm- hm…" Rossweisse was humming happily as she walked lock-step with Momonga while holding his hand. "Where do you want to go first?"
"Umu… I didn't actually have a concrete plan. I used to mostly just play, er, enter YGGDRASIL when I was off work, back then…" Momonga felt incredibly paranoid over speaking about such things, but he had put on his anti-divination ring, cast a few anti-spying spells with use of his arsenal of class-imitation rings, and tossed a pile of anti-scrying scrolls in the air soon after entering the Human World. 'It should be alright… I'm fairly sure no-one can see or hear me, unless I speak to them first…'
"Ah… I see. In that case, um…" Rossweisse seemed to think for a moment before a lightbulb lit above her head. "I got it! I think there's one of those around here…"
"'Those'? What are 'those?" Momonga asked as Rossweisse was tugging him and leading him to somewhere.
"You'll see! I love those, and I bet you'll too!" Rossweisse finally came to a stop in front of a small and packed-looking store.
Momonga glanced up and saw that the plaque advertised the store as a 'Hundred Yen Shop'.
"Oooh! That's so pretty! And that's so cute! Ah, the ramen is so cheap here! Not to mention spices! I love spices, it makes plain gruel and water so much more palatable…" Rossweisse was gushing over the contents of the shop while Momonga was moving around idly. "Wait, is that a sword? No, it was- um…"
'I probably shouldn't judge a shop by it's appearance… After all, I found mana potions in that ero-shop, so I should keep an eye out for more stuff I can use…' Momonga suddenly realized that he actually had something to look for in the shop, and started to pay more attention to the items on the shelves while casting [Appraisal Magic Item] on a few that caught his eye. Although he was starting to get a bit disappointed when none of the items turned out to be magical in nature.
Momonga glanced over at furiously blushing Rossweisse who had seemingly pulled an excalibur from stone, or rather, a 'sword' that was a sword from guard down, but it's blade resembled a gaudy, purple male genitalia.
Rossweisse blushed to her shoulders and put the item back to it's 'holster'.
Momonga decided to not use [Appraisal Magic Item] on the 'blade', just in case.
"Right… Um, about the next place, erm…" Rossweisse stammered as it looked like she was somewhat awkward after the 'discovery'.
'Haa… Well, I didn't find anything but I guess Rossweisse had fun…' Momonga sighed. 'What did Touch Me say about going out… Hm…' "Want to go have a beer and some fried food?"
"Eh?!" Rossweisse squaked a bit. "Um… sure?"
"I think there's a restaurant or a food stand somewhere- Ah, there's one." Momonga grabbed Rossweisse's hand and led her off. 'Hm… Eating stuff… I guess it doesn't really appeal to the 'Overlord' part of me… But I'm really looking forward to eating tasty stuff now that I can… Not that Underworld's food is bad, and I got to eat Akeno's cooking a couple of times when I was training my Peerage before the peace council… Oh? Fried shrimp and rice?'
Rossweisse blushed a bit as a waiter delivered the two of them a single two-person bowl of food and a pair of ridiculously-sized beer mugs as Rossweisse had asked for two mugs. Momonga introduced himself to the waiter, causing the man to almost jump out of his skin as Momonga remembered too late that he had cast his anti-spying countermeasures that effectively erased his presence from view.
Momonga reached into his [Inventory] under the table to grab the credit card that Lady Phenix had given him for personal use, back when he had pretended to just be a newly-adopted son of the noble family and before the whole 'True God' debacle, and paid for the food.
Rossweisse practically drooled from the sight of the fried food, and the two of them turned to look into each other's eyes.
The sight of two starved businessmen drooling over food and beer looked so nostalgic that Momonga forgot for a moment that he was 'Momonga'.
Rossweisse and Suzuki Satoru cracked a pair of chopsticks apart, and dug right into the bowl of fried rice, shrimp, and meat.
'Ah… This is heaven…' Suzuki Satoru thought as he munched on the meat while Rossweisse was taking a hearty swig from her mug of beer, and a waiter came by again to deliver more side dishes to the main one.
He looked up at the night sky that was somehow more lit and 'blue' than before, likely due to the black hole sun causing odd light effects on the light. Not to mention that snow was starting to pile on the streets as the temperature was dropping.
Yet, at that moment, Momonga couldn't care less, as he had fully re-entered 'Suzuki Satoru' mode, and was currently on a vacation.
'I can feel my stress start to dissipate…' Suzuki thought as he lifted his beer mug to a cheer, Rossweisse cheered back to him, and the two of them downed their half-a-gallon mugs of beer in one go.
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"So. You managed to track something that somewhat matched the description and aura of the enemy?" A god in a white toga was stroking his curly white beard.
"Aye." A violent-looking man covered in scars and ancient brass armor answered. "If that devil's words hold true, it is him. I could feel an aura of death and destruction from him, if muted and carefully contained. There's no mistaking him."
The toga-wearing man leaned forward on his recliner. "And was the devil speaking the truth? Is this an Outer Being we're facing?"
"That, I could not tell." The violent-looking man scowled. "You instructed me to not intercept him. I did as you ordered. But I lost sight of him soon after he entered the world."
"Hm…" Zeus, the god of Olympus stroked his curly beard. "I see. Well, you've done well in tracking this 'True God' or 'Momon' to Japan. The criminal always returns to the site of the crime, but if he is truly this 'Supreme Being' and 'Outer Being', we must tread lightly. Aphrodite's death is a warning to all of us, about how fragile we truly are in face of the Outer Beings."
"Still-"
"Ares, I know that you yearn for war, but even a warrior-deity such as yourself must know that knowing thy foe is half the battle, and knowing when to strike a quarter." Zeus's tone caused Ares to growl but the god of war backed off. "Asmodeus came to deliver me a message from devils, and I suspect that he is going to the Hindu next. Hades?"
"Do not try to order me around, brother. I may be a guest of your realm, but do not presume us friends. " A dusty voice came from a skeletal form shrouded in a ragged black cloak yet covered in intricate and detailed masterwork jewelry and gold chain. And the entire getup was the God of the Greek Underworld's idea of 'casual clothing'.
"You are lucky that I decided to call you in peace, and not strike you down the moment you entered my realm without the presence of my daughter, who, I might remind you, you abducted against her will and married without her consent." Zeus growled back. "I should strike you down where you stand. You are in breach of our contract, she is only supposed to be in that accursed realm of yours for one third of a year!"
"We are equals in the eyes of Gaia, brother, and do not lecture me about the morality of taking wives without their consent. You of all beings have no ground to stand on in that battle." The skeletal form breathed out with amusement clear in it's tone. "Besides, I tried asking Persephone to come with me, but she looked at the snow on the ground during mid-summer and fainted the moment she saw it, so I returned her to my home."
"Enough. What can you tell me about that 'Supreme Being'? It's servant is a skeleton, so-"
"So you thought that two undead must surely be able to relate to each other or even perhaps know each other? Brother, does every fleshy being know one another?"
"So you claim you do not know about this 'Supreme Being', the hidden master of that skeletal monster which attacked the devil realm multiple times. Moreover from Hermes's report the undead is besieging the New Land to the West and is slaying the settlers." Zeus narrowed his white-glowing eyes.
Hades shrugged his bony shoulders. "And I presume that you thought I was this 'Supreme Being'?"
The silence was enough of an answer, and Hades sighed theatherically. "Oh brother, must you tear at my heart so… While I agree that such a title is befitting of me, I do not know who this undead creature that scourges the world is. And neither have I taken the mantle of the 'Supreme Being'."
"Hm. But you two have a common language, being undead, so you will go to it and make it explain who exactly it's real master is. I'll send Ares with you- The skeleton seeks to wage war, so if Hades feels… uncooperative, then the two of you would likely find common ground." Zeus turned towards Ares, and Hades sighed again.
"Brother, brother, such despair and desperation in your voice… Very well, I'll grant you this boon. I'll go." The skeletal creature turned around, and Ares followed him with barely-controlled violence in his steps.
Zeus leaned back on his recliner while rubbing his eyebrows, feeling a giga-headache starting to form after speaking with his brother. '...That being said… I need to find out if the devil's words are actually truthful. Only a fool would believe anything a devil says at face value, much less something coming from a Maou…'
Yet, Zeus had no illusions about his strength, and if 'Momon' was actually an Outer Being like the devil had suggested, then Zeus had zero intention to be anywhere near 'Momon'.
He'd rather go and squat in Hades's back yard than try his mettle with an Outer Being.
'Hm, so the 'other personality' that 'Momon' had apparently adopted was that of a 'True God'... Well then, Aphrodite would have been a perfect scout, but lacking that… ' Zeus thought while rubbing his temple. 'Hm… I'd really rather not bother one of those, but if worst comes to worst, at least they'd be able to give an Outer Being a fight or flee, although I seriously doubt she could take one out…'
"O Primordial, Nyx, I summon you to me. Mount Olympus beseeches for your aid, for we are all sieged by enemies far beyond our understanding..."
A tall black-haired, curvy 'woman' appeared on top of Zeus's head. Quite literally.
Zeus's headache was doubled as Nyx was standing on top of his head and was looking down at him with a cruel look on her child-like features, which utterly clashed with her outrageous body.
"What do you want, son-in-law?"
"Please don't call me that, Nyx."
"Limp dick."
"Nyx, please… That happened a long time ago…" Zeus groaned in despair.
"Gross old grandpa…"
"Please be serious…" Zeus felt his headache multiply a hundredfold, and the fact Nyx was grinding her heel against his forehead wasn't helping the matters.
"Make me."
"The world is ending." Zeus sighed.
"You said that when you ran out of pickled octopus."
"I'm serious."
"Hi Serious, I'm Nyx."
Zeus passed out from his headache.
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"Gyaah!" A feminine scream echoed in a damp, musky room.
Raynare turned her head to the side with great effort as her throat felt sore and she couldn't feel her hips.
She could have sworn that she had drained at least a dozen men before the going had gotten too intense for her, but the swarm of burlap-bag wearing men weren't slowing down and had only gotten more numerous by the time Raynare had collapsed on the floor.
Not that it gave her a moment of rest, as her butt had been lifted into air and someone had inserted himself into Raynare's exit port without so much as a warning.
'Just… kill me…' Raynare felt powerless and her eyes were glazed over, yet she looked in the direction of the screamer and saw that Mittelt was whimpering while she was in much the same position as Raynare- That was, face down on the floor with her butt up in the air.
Except that Mittelt wasn't getting mounted, but instead there was a burlap-bag wearing gross-looking man holding Mittelt's hips up and he had stuffed his hand up to the elbow down the petite girl's butt.
Kalawarna, on the other hand, looked like she was actually into it as she was upside-down on her back and two girls were double-fisting her in pumping motion, causing the business-lewd woman's breasts to jiggle all over the place while she was ejecting jets of white stuff from her lower lips thanks to the piston-like motion entering her rear entrance causing her womb to compress and push out everything that had been stuffed in there.
Mittelt looked like she was just about to pass out with her eyes rolled to the back of her head and white foam coming from her mouth, but the faint whimpering and muted cursing coming from her throat let Raynare know that she was still conscious, if barely. Kalawarna, on the other hand, was letting out muted moans that turned gagged when a man sat on her face and ordered her to lick him clean.
Raynare looked away from the gross sight, turning back towards Mittelt just in time to see a fist-shape in Mittelt's now-stretched stomach. She turned her head away again just to see Kalawarna's stomach being in even worse condition as the two girls fisting her had stuffed a horse-sized sex toy down the woman's butt, and Raynare felt cold shivers down her spine in sudden realization.
Indeed, she glanced up, and saw that a burlap-bagged, somewhat ugly-looking muscular man with an arm the girth of a tree trunk had come to a stop in front of Raynare.
The man was pouring oil on his forearm, clenched it into a fist, and looked down at Raynare.
Raynare realized that the man must have been one of the devils that she had walked past during her entry to the church, and who she had looked down upon with a look of scorn.
She could have sworn that one of the man's eyes was gleaming with baleful red light through the hole in the burlap bag as he looked down at Raynare.
The man mounting Raynare from behind withdrew, and the Hand descended into the now-vacant 'depths'.
"GYAAAH!"
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"I see. I understand." A man bowed deeply at a gray-winged man. "In that case may I indulge in your hospitality until the True God returns to the Underworld?"
"Of course. You and your comrades are welcome to stay under the True God's roof, as long as you hold no ill intent towards his flock and keep your soul pure from sin- ahem, as long as you keep your soul open to His teachings." Michael of Heavens coughed to his fist and corrected himself. "Do forgive me. This new dogma takes some practice to get used to."
"Of course. It is only to be expected. Ah, and please convey my thanks to the True God's Knight when he has completed his mission, as I would have been quite ill-prepared for meeting him without his Knight's advice." Sairaorg Bael bowed to Michael with a hand against his chest, and turned to leave the lord's office in Phenix estate in the Underworld.
"Sairaorg-sama…" Kuisha, Sairaorg's Queen, hesitated as she saw the look on Sairaorg's face as he exited the office.
"We'll get a meeting… When the 'True God' returns from his vacation." Sairaorg rubbed his neck and sighed. "I am trying to be patient, I really am, but… Grh…"
"RRRAGGH!" Sairaorg turned around and punched a stone mound that sprang from the ground, conjured forth by [Power of Imagination] to make something that he could vent his anger on.
"Sairaorg-sama!" Kuisha tied her hands around Sairaorg's shoulders. "Please! This… This isn't like you!"
"I know, I know…" Sairaorg calmed down with visible effort, just in time for a maid to pop out of somewhere, take a curious look around the hallway, and then sweep the stone debris to a dustpan that she seemed to pull out of nowhere.
Sairaorg turned towards the maid. "Excuse me. Could I ask that you direct us to guest quarters? I am Sairaorg Bael, and myself and my Peerage have been granted temporary lodging here until True God finds a chance to speak to us."
The maid with a number on her forehead tilted her head a bit. "I see. In that case, follow me."
The Peerage was led to a guest room, or rather, guest quarters as it was clearly made with the intention of housing an entire guest Peerage, and the group sat down on a pile of bean bag chairs in the 'living' part of the quarters.
"Sairaorg-sama…." Kuisha reached to rub Sairaorg's shoulders while the man was deep in his thoughts and had leaned his head against his hands, almost as if he was praying. "Everything will be alright… What True God has done to you, to all of us, is horrible… But we'll make it through, yes? The price he'll ask is despicable, but-"
"I'm sure there is some space for negotiation. A payment in money, perhaps." Sairaorg muttered. "Yuuto-san… I appreciate your sense of honor and decision to reveal the True God's true nature to me…"
The rest of the Peerage wiggled a bit uncomfortably as Sairaorg muttered to the Knight that was not present, each of them keenly aware of the content of the conversation between the Knight and the King as Sairaorg had explained the content to them as soon as Yuuto had left them to continue his mission.
'The True God is behind all of this… He is the Supreme Being in disguise, and poisoned my mother somehow… And now slew the Pillars in order to throw the Underworld into chaos, while expecting me to surrender to him so that he can use my family, my clan, as expendable foot soldiers against the other Pillars… And when he's done, he'll discard us as trash…' Sairaorg seethed internally, and congratulated himself for being so calm in front of Michael of all beings sitting in the True God's office. 'Not to mention that if the Heaven's leader is allowed to take the reins in the True God's absence, in the Underworld of all places, it pretty much proves Yuuto's words… That this isn't just an 'aggressive restructuring' of Underworld's leadership, but a hostile takeover by Heavens and Fallen who have united to a single 'Gray' faction…'
Moreover, the fact that Sairaorg's mother's plight was due to True God's interference was causing Sairaorg's blood to boil. 'And the price he expects me to pay for 'healing' mother… Grr…'
A hand slapped lightly against Sairaorg's cheek. "Sairaorg-sama."
"Kuisha-san." Sairaorg sighed. "You know the price the True God will ask for his 'boon'."
"I know. And I am willing to pay for it." Kuisha looked resolute, causing Sairaorg's anger to further grow- Towards the True God, for forcing Kuisha to make the decision she was making. "Please, you must let me go, my King. I love you, and I know how much you love your mother. She deserves to live once again, to wake from her Sleeping Sickness. My life, or rather, my body and soul is a small sacrifice to pay for your happiness, my King."
"Kuisha. You know that I won't be able to trade you away if you speak like that…" Sairaorg reached to hold Kuisha's hand. "Haa… That the True God of 'love and life' would likely ask for me to trade away someone I hold dear in exchange for him giving back a life he had taken away… This is too ironic for my liking."
"Sairaorg-sama…" The voices from the rest of Sairaorg's Peerage made the decision weigh even heavier on Sairaorg's shoulders. "We're here for you!" "We can do it together, we can pool money and try to buy Kuisha-chan back!" "I'm sure there's something we can trade instead of Kusiha-chan…" "I'm sure that it's a misunderstanding!"
"Thanks, guys…" Sairaorg sighed and reached to rub his Bishop's head, causing the woman to smile at him. And then he turned towards his Queen. "Kuisha. I have no right to ask, but-"
"Don't. You have every right to ask me, and even to order me." Kuisha put a finger on Sairaorg's lips. "But… There might be another problem. What if the True God asks for someone other than me in exchange?"
"What do you mean?" Sairaorg asked.
"I've seen how you look at Seekvaira Agares-sama…" Kuisha looked a bit sad but soldiered on, even though Sairaorg froze a bit from the words which effectively told her that she had touched a nerve. "What if the True God asks not for me… But for you to deliver her to him?"
"I…" Sairaorg's mouth was dry. "I… Then I…"
Kuisha wilted from the different reaction the man had on trading Kuisha away as opposed to kidnapping and delivering Seekvaira to the True God, and the woman withdrew her hands from Sairaorg's shoulders. "I see. I suppose I have my answer, and my place. I'm sorry for troubling you, my King."
"Kuisha!" Sairaorg reached for his Queen as she withdrew from his side and moved off.
"I'd like to go for a shower after the long trip, if you excuse me, my King…" Kuisha's voice was a bit muted as she practically fled from the living room, leaving a somewhat awkward mood between the King and the rest of the Peerage.
'Dammit… I'm not good with this…' Sairaorg sighed and let his hand fall to his lap. 'Dammit all… True God… There will be retribution, one day…'
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"Yoooo- shi!" Rossweisse threw a dart at a dartboard.
The dart flew straight and true… But roughly eight feet off it's mark.
An unfortunate yakuza-looking man stood up with a dart sticking out of his bald forehead, and a massive vein pulsing on the side of his temple.
"Sowwy!" Rossweisse giggled drunkenly and reached for another dart, causing most of the people in the bar to dive for cover.
The yakuza-looking man looked like he had taken exception to the rule, and was advancing directly at Rossweisse… Before a man stood in front of her, between her and the yakuza.
"Ooooi, that bint over there misplaced something. I'm about to give it back to her. What gives, big man?" The yakuza's eyes almost popped out of his head as he growled at Momon, and the tattooed Japanese mafia member pulled a knife on Momon instantly. Likely because from the man's perspective Momon had appeared out of thin air, as Rossweisse had a vague idea on the amount of anti-spying… stuff… Momon had cast on himself.
"I'm on a vacation, so can I ask you to go away with a nice and comforting sum of hundred thousand yen?" Momon bowed slightly while offering a sum of money to the yakuza. "I'd really like to avoid a scene, even if my date's a bit tipsy"
Rossweisse giggled at the sight of the yakuza eyeing Momon up and down, likely to size him up as he didn't know just how outmatched he'd be in a fight. 'Ahaha! This is fun! I wonder if this is what lord Loki felt like?'
It looked like Rossweisse's giggling was causing another vein to throb on the yakuza's forehead, and the man promptly stabbed Momon in the stomach. And then pulled the knife out, before stabbing him another ten or so times in a quick succession.
"Well, that's unfortunate. [Perfect Warrior]." Momon sighed, grabbed the yakuza's head and lifted him up in the air by it while the punk kept stabbing at his torso. "Could I pay you a sum of ten yen for you to fuck off?"
The Yakuza punk screamed that he accepted as the grip on his head tightened and caused cracking sounds.
Momon let the yakuza fall on his butt, and the punk looked at his knife just to see that the last few stabs had caused the blade to bend and break.
Momon wiped the front of his suit, which seemed to re-absorb the blood that the first stabs had splattered, and the businessman-suit returned to it's immaculate appearance.
The yakuza screamed something about demons and fled.
Rossweisse giggled drunkenly.
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Raynare whimpered.
'...That's it. I'm going to kill Rias the moment I see her…' The BDSM-suit wearing 'gray' Angel fumed internally while she was barely twitching externally, after she had been bent over on top of a rack of some kind with Mittelt next to her, and Kalawarna on the other side, both in much the same state as Raynare.
The Hand had withdrawn, and had left Raynare's butt gaping open to the point where she felt that she could sit on a football and it'd slide right in. Assuming that her hips functioned anymore as her legs were dangling uselessly over the racks' edge as she lay on her stomach on it.
Mittelt looked like she had passed out entirely as her eyes were rolled up and she was completely limp, and Kalawarna…
Raynare double-checked her eyes as Kalawarna looked like she was looking forward to more. 'Uh? I knew you were a massive slut, Kals, but what the hell?'
That being thought, Raynare looked around to see that the group of burlap-gangbangers had withdrawn and had left the trio on the racks.
"Is it over?" Raynare tried to put strength to her voice, and failed. "Can we go… eh?"
A clip-clap sound came from somewhere behind her, and Raynare turned her head with herculean effort thanks to the dread that suddenly ran through her spine.
A horse let a neigh as a burlap-headbag wearing devil woman rode the animal into the room.
And she wasn't riding on top of the horse.
Raynare let out a whimper. 'I changed my mind, kill me, please..'
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Momonga sighed as his vacation continued after a small conflict in a bar. 'Well, I didn't get much talking and soul-searching done, but sometimes it's good to just kick back and relax, and so on… Well, it's not like I can't do this again. Perhaps I should take another vacation after I get things in order in the Underworld…'
He was carrying Rossweisse on his back, and the passed-out ex-valkyrie was muttering something in a drunken manner while holding a bottle of red wine on one hand and had tied her other arm around Momonga's neck.
"Hehee… My kniggith in whiffe armuurrr…" Rossweisse giggled and smooched the side of Momoga's neck, before resuming her drunken snoring.
"Heh…" Momonga smirked a bit. 'I suppose this is like carrying a fellow businessman to a shelter after they had collapsed on the street… Eh, I suppose that's not a happy memory…'
He looked up at the sky, at least as far as he could see it through the smoke and light of the city. "I suppose this isn't too bad… Oof!"
Momonga paused as he had run into something during his skygazing, and promptly felt bad about himself as he realized he had walked into a small girl during his night-time daydreaming.
"Ah. Hi." Momonga knelt so he was on eye level with the girl who tilted her head at him. "Sorry, I wasn't looking where I was going. Are you alright?"
"I… I'm not Alright?" The girl answered in a puzzled manner, causing Momonga's hear to sink.
"I see. Are you hurt?" Momonga felt a bit bad and cast [Detect Life] on the girl. 'Huh, eight health… That's not much… I suppose she is young and hurt… That was close, if I had run into her harder she'd have died…' "I'm Momon. Again, sorry for bumping into you."
"I… I'm unhurt."
Momonga sighed. 'She's hurt, but she pretends she isn't… Well, I suppose I wouldn't admit that I was on death's door to a stranger…'
"Are you lost? Where are your parents? I'd like to make up for bumping into you." Momonga continued as the girl looked quite desolate and emotionless in a way that somewhat reminded him of orphan children of Neo-Japan. At the time he hadn't cared about them, as no-one had, but he was not in Neo-Japan anymore. 'I suppose looking after the lost and desperate is what a good person does… 'Helping others in need is common sense', right, Touch Me-san?'
"I… I kind of lost… I lost to baka-red…" The girl muttered under her breath. "I… I don't have parents…"
Momonga sighed as he felt bad for the girl. "Umu… I see. Listen, can I take you home? Do you have a home?"
The girl perked up instantly. "You… You want to take me home?"
"Sure. If you let me. After all, I could be a scary person." Momonga was a bit troubled over how quickly the girl had changed her mood.
"I… I'd like it if you took me home Very much. But baka-red is in my home, and has made a mess of the place…" The girl was waving her hands from side to side in a way that both conveyed sadness and excitement, even if her face was stuck to an emotionless stare.
"I see… I'll take you home. And I'll talk to this 'Red' and get him off your home if he's there illegally." Momonga promised.
The girl froze for a moment during her 'dance'... And then put her arms to her side and flopped against Momonga in a way that could potentially be called a hug, if one was very generous. "I… I like you, true-guy."
"Thanks. I like you too." Momonga sighed and nudged Rossweisse with his head. "Hey. Rossweisse. Wake up. Can you walk for a while and I carry, er… Actually, I never asked your name."
"I… I'm…" The emotionless little girl lifted her hands while her expression was stuck to the same emotionless stare, but she was cut off as Rossweisse shrieked something.
"O-O-O-O-Ophis-shaaamaa?!" The ex-valkyrie screamed something and hugged Momonga from behind with both hands, forcing Momonga to rapidly adjust his pose in order to catch the bottle of red wine that had fallen from Rossweisse's hands.
Momonga scrunched his face as the name was vaguely familiar.
"I… I'm Ophis… Infinite Ouroboros Dragon…" Ophis was waving both of her hands from one side to the other in a way that somewhat reminded Momonga of an 'emote' dance.
Momonga suddenly realized that the 'eight' that he had seen with [Detect Life] was sideways.
'...Eh?'
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