Knowing that worrying wouldn't help, Rias and Akeno followed Vitan's advice and returned to class. Koneko, naturally, stayed behind to rest with Vitan.
However, Rias wasn't planning to sit idly by. On her way back, she began contacting her older brother.
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"Radix, help her change into a clean set of clothes. Then switch to grimoire mode."
For Radix, this was a minor task—completely effortless.
In fact, he was truly grateful to Radix's former master, the Demon King Deus.
You could say this:
Under Deus's training, Radix had maxed out every domestic and serving skill—except for bedroom techniques.
This is what they mean by "planting trees for future generations to enjoy the shade."
And at present, Vitan was certainly enjoying that shade to the fullest.
"Well then, now that everyone else is gone, you should come out now."
Sitting on his office chair, Vitan stared straight at the sleeping Koneko. His index finger tapped the desk rhythmically as he spoke—though to whom, it was unclear.
At some point, the floor-to-ceiling window had opened, letting in a gentle breeze.
"No response? What a shame. Looks like I'll have to personally help Koneko with her... physical issues."
As he spoke, Vitan truly wore an expression of regret.
Then, acting on his words, he touched the chain around his neck, rose from the chair, and approached the sleeping girl, reaching out his sinful hand toward her delicate, lovely face.
"Nyaa~ Can you kindly remove your filthy hand from my little sister's body?"
Just as his hand was about to lift the blanket covering Koneko, a seductive voice called out from behind him.
The voice alone could stir desire in any man.
Vitan halted his action and turned in the direction of the voice.
A girl who looked about seventeen or eighteen stood there.
She wore a black kimono, exposing large swaths of her snowy skin at the chest, and her bare white thighs were left directly exposed to the air.
It was as if she was proudly showing off her beauty to the world. In Vitan's judgment, this girl's figure was by far the most voluptuous he had ever laid eyes on.
Yet beyond her explosive figure, it was the constant aura of seductive mystique radiating from her that truly drove men wild.
This aura was accentuated by her pair of black cat ears and the twin tails swaying behind her.
It was the exact posture Koneko took when in heat.
Vitan narrowed his eyes slowly.
"Kuroka?"
Hearing her name, the enchantingly alluring girl licked the corner of her lips flirtatiously.
"That's right~ I'm the adorable and powerful nekomata, Kuroka!"
It wasn't just her figure and appearance—every smile, every movement, every glance seemed to declare that the word allure was created just for her.
"But tell me, how did you realize I was watching you from the tree?"
Despite hiding herself so well, her presence and true form had been detected with ease, which made her feel rather exposed.
"Not just you, either. There's another guy outside, ready to jump in at any moment. My, my. What a terrifying devil. To have seen through my disguise so effortlessly."
A gust of demonic wind swept in, and beside Kuroka appeared a youth clad in Chinese-style armor, carrying a staff. He had a fresh, handsome face and bore a strong resemblance to a humanoid monkey.
"I'm a descendant of the Great Sage Equal to Heaven. You can call me Bikou."
"Cut the crap. You keep shouting how scary I am, but your eyes are blazing with battle lust." With a snort of laughter, Vitan moved away from Koneko's bedside and casually took a seat on another couch.
"Sit. You two clearly came here for a reason. And as it happens, I have something to discuss with you as well."
Bikou hesitated at the unusually peaceful atmosphere, but after seeing Kuroka's smile and the way she tucked herself closely by Vitan's side, he followed her and sat down too.
It was bizarre.
Two groups who should've been ready to fight were now sitting face-to-face, sharing a calm moment on a couch.
"Ladies first. Miss Kuroka, please tell me what brought you here."
Vitan poured two cups of red tea with elegant movements and placed one in front of Kuroka. He laced his fingers together and rested them on his knee.
"Then I won't hold back, nya~! You're the head of the Asmodeus family, right? So why, after recognizing me as a criminal devil who betrayed her master, didn't you immediately try to arrest me?"
Her identity had been exposed from the start. After all, this man had recognized her the moment he saw her.
Which meant he must know all about her past deeds.
"It's nothing. I didn't pay too much attention to the Naberius incident back then. But with my authority, uncovering the real story behind it is easy." Vitan said leisurely.
Knowing just how disgusting and self-righteous devil nobles could be, Kuroka found the current situation extremely odd. "Which makes it even stranger. If you know the truth, then to protect your family's image, you should want to silence me."
As Chicken Little once sang:
Dangerous yet alluring…
That light pink tongue gently licking the corner of her lips made Kuroka exude an enchanting charm.
But the swelling of her wide sleeves and her gradually narrowing pupils all indicated that Kuroka was already fully prepared to fight at any moment.
The overflowing magical energy could allow her to seamlessly draw multiple attack magic circles at any time.
Because she knew—the current topic was extremely dangerous.
In the past, the man in front of her might have pretended not to understand, too lazy to make a move against her.
But now, the moment she had made things clear...
That previously harmonious atmosphere might shatter in an instant.
The possibility of this man suddenly launching an attack was very high—at least that's what Kuroka believed at the moment.
"Hmph—!"
"Don't lump me in with those already rotten to the core bastards."