"Hiss!"
Koneko, kneeling on the floor, let out a soft intake of breath.
She rolled up her left sleeve to apply dicine to herself, but frowned slightly because of the pain.
Not far away, Ayato watched this and said, "That looks inconvenient. Are you sure you don't need my help?"
"What kind of perverted idea are you thinking about?"
Koneko's gaze beca extrely sharp, which, combined with her expressionless delicate face, created a strange sense of pressure.
Ayato looked helpless: "You're injured. What kind of image do I have in your mind?"
"Don't think I don't know about you and President Rias replenishing magic in the library."
Koneko's expression grew even more wary.
Her aning was clear: You should know exactly what kind of image you have.
"I'm so hurt that you think of your savior that way."
Ayato looked deeply wronged.
Honestly, he really had no ulterior motives.
Stare...
Koneko hesitated for a mont, then handed over the dicine: "Then I'll leave it to you."
Ayato didn't stand on ceremony. He took the dicine, gently grasped Koneko's small white hand, and began applying it to her arm.
His movents were very gentle, and even Koneko's gaze gradually softened.
'This guy... unexpectedly has a careful side?'
But soon, Koneko's gaze beca dangerous again. She gritted her teeth and said, "You bastard, why are you taking off my top? You really are a perverted Devil."
"The wound was blocked by your clothes."
Ayato said this as if he had every right to.
"..."
Koneko stared at Ayato with a mix of sha and anger, as if she was about to bite him.
"Alright, don't look at like that. I only like girls like Rias."
Ayato gave Koneko a aningful glance. After applying dicine to the last wound, he said, "Don't go back today. There's a place for you to stay here. I'll be next door. Call if you need anything."
Having said that, Ayato turned and walked towards the door.
"Damn bastard!"
Watching Ayato's departing back, Koneko muttered softly. Then, thinking of sothing, she unconsciously looked down at herself.
'There really is a huge difference compared to President Rias.'
...
The next day, Ayato yawned as he began washing up.
His first sleep in several days had been exceptionally comfortable.
Just then, a knock ca at the door.
"Already here?"
Ayato opened the door and saw Utaha dragging a suitcase.
Looking at Ayato, Utaha said with a smile, "Master, do you know which room is mine?"
"Take your pick. The whole apartnt is yours to choose from. If you co to my room, I wouldn't mind either."
"Perverted Master, so you've finally revealed your true intentions. I won't let you have your way."
As they spoke, they had already tidied up the room next to Ayato's.
From now on, this would be Utaha's room.
Hearing the commotion, Koneko ca out.
Ayato introduced her: "This is Kasumigaoka Utaha, my new servant. She's transferring to Kuoh Academy starting today. You could consider her your senior."
"Hello, I'm Toujou Koneko."
Koneko greeted her expressionlessly, but her gaze was fixed directly on Ayato.
Her look was practically that of soone staring at a scumbag.
At the sa ti, Utaha was also sizing up Koneko.
'This perverted master actually had a beautiful girl like this living next door?'
'But... in terms of figure, I still win.'
Thinking this, Utaha paused slightly.
'What nonsense is this? Why do I need to win?'
Unconsciously, Utaha glanced at Ayato's handso face.
'Oh no, I'm not really falling for him, am I?'
'How is that possible? He's a perverted, lecherous Devil!'
The more she thought about it, the more confused she beca, and her heart began to pound violently.
"Alright, everyone get ready. Let's go to school together."
Ayato spoke up.
Then,
The three ate breakfast together and set off for Kuoh Academy.
The apartnt where Ayato lived wasn't far from Kuoh Academy. Even walking took only about ten minutes.
Soon,
The three arrived at their destination.
"So this is Kuoh Academy, the Devil territory you ntioned?"
Utaha looked around and said softly, "It's surprisingly ordinary."
Then, rembering sothing, she asked sowhat cautiously, "Is your childhood friend really the master of this place?"
Through phone calls over the past few days, she had learned so information.
Due to her change in mindset, she now felt a bit like a mistress eting the legitimate wife.
Seeing her like this, Ayato found it amusing: "Don't worry, Rias is a good person. She wouldn't be hostile to my harem at all."
"Perverted Master, you're truly hopeless."
"Ayato, shaless."
Utaha and Koneko exchanged glances, as if finding common ground, and began muttering incessantly.
Ayato didn't care.
And so, the three arrived at the Occult Research Club in the old school building.
"You're here, Ayato!"
Rias stood up from her seat, her crimson hair flowing, and strode over imposingly.
She looked at Utaha and said, "You must be Kasumigaoka Utaha. I've heard Ayato ntion you."
"Let introduce myself. I am Rias Gremory, Ayato's childhood friend, and the next head of the Gremory Family, a pure-blood Devil family of the Underworld."
Rias straightened her posture, her perfect figure on full display. She continued, "And the person beside is my servant."
"Hello, Junior Utaha." Akeno's eyes narrowed as she introduced herself gracefully.
"..."
Looking at the two, the corner of Utaha's mouth twitched.
The sense of superiority she had felt just monts ago with Koneko had vanished completely.
She had always been most confident about her own figure.
And now,
Two people who could only be called cheating had appeared.
"By the way, where's Kiba?"
Ayato looked around the room, asking curiously.
Rias's expression beca serious: "Last night, a person nad Hyoudou Issei died. I sent Kiba to investigate."
'Oh?'
Ayato's eyes flickered slightly.
'Was he killed by that Fallen Angel, or soone else?'
Originally, he had planned to wait until his strength and skills were sufficient, kill the guy, and take the Boosted Gear for research.
He hadn't expected him to just die like that.
But thinking about it carefully, it wasn't really surprising.
Not to ntion his own butterfly effect...
In this world, with a mashup of ani, nothing was set in stone.
It wouldn't be strange for anything to happen.
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