Rias pressed her fingers against her temple, her expression filled with exasperation. The weight of her sigh lingered in the cool night air.
After the mess with Freed, Akeno and Rias had dragged Koneko-chan and me to a nearby park. The fountain behind us trickled softly, a stark contrast to the tension radiating in front of us. And so, we sat in seiza, like two children caught red-handed sneaking out past curfew.
"Ara, ara," Akeno's voice was silky but sharp, like honey hiding a blade. "So you two went off on your own little adventure behind our backs? You're both quite the troublesome children."
Her smile made it worse.
"I'm sorry, Akeno-san..." I bowed my head, guilt weighing heavily in my chest.
Rias's gaze flickered toward me, then back at the empty night sky. "So, Yuuto went after that man... Balba, was it?"
"Yes," I said quietly. "Irina and Xenovia were with him... I think he'll call us if something happens."
Rias's crimson eyes narrowed slightly. "Do you honestly believe Yuuto, who has thrown himself into vengeance, will stop and call for help?"
I winced. She was right. That wasn't like Kiba right now. His obsession with revenge wouldn't allow him to think rationally.
She then shifted her gaze to Koneko-chan. "Koneko."
"...Yes."
"Why did you go along with this?"
Koneko's small frame stiffened, but she lifted her eyes. "...I don't want Yuuto-senpai to disappear."
Her voice was quiet, but it carried a weight that made even Rias pause. The anger in her face softened into something else—confusion, perhaps even sympathy.
"...What's done is done. But you two must realize what your recklessness could have caused. The balance of the Devil world is fragile, and your actions might have tipped it."
"Yes..." I muttered.
"...Yes," Koneko echoed beside me.
Rias let out another sigh and straightened her posture. "I've already sent my familiar to track Yuuto. Once we know where he is, we'll go together, as a club. No more sneaking off on your own. Understood?"
"Yes," we both replied.
Without warning, Rias knelt down, pulling the two of us into her embrace. Her warmth and the gentle rhythm of her heartbeat caught me off guard.
"You two are such foolish children... making me worry like this," she whispered, stroking our heads gently.
Damn it... in that moment, I really did feel like someone's kid being scolded by their mother.
•••
The park had gone quiet, save for the rustle of leaves and the faint trickle of water from the fountain. Rias had gone to escort Koneko home, leaving just me and Akeno behind on the bench beneath the soft glow of the lamplight.
Her head rested lightly on my shoulder, her silky hair brushing against my cheek. One of her hands had casually slid onto my thigh, her fingers tracing small, deliberate circles that made it hard for me.
"So," she murmured in that sultry tone of hers, her breath tickling my ear, "how are things going between you and Rias? Have you… made any move lately?"
Her voice was teasing and playful, but her body language was something else entirely. If someone walked past right now, they would have no doubts—Akeno and I looked like a couple.
I gave a light laugh, scratching my cheek with my free hand. "Well… not exactly. I mean, I don't want to push her, you know? Things just… happen slowly."
"Ara, ara," she purred, her fingers pressing a little more firmly against my thigh. "So cautious, Ise-kun. But sometimes… girls like it when the boy takes the initiative."
She tilted her head up, her eyes catching mine in the dim light. There was mischief there, but also warmth, something that pulled me in like a magnet.
Before I realized it, her lips were brushing against mine—just the faintest touch, a whisper of a kiss. My little brother almost jumped from my pants. She pulled back slightly, smiling slyly, as if testing me.
But unconsciously, my pheromones spread through the surroundings. And Akeno Pussy also started to become wet. She took a big sniff of the air, like she missed the smell of Issei.
"See? Not so hard."
"Oh, But I am Hard." I said.
I leaned in, pressing my lips firmly against hers this time. Akeno's eyes widened briefly, then closed as she returned the kiss, slow and lingering. Her hand on my thigh slid upward, dangerously close, making me shiver.
Her other hand cupped the side of my face, pulling me deeper into the kiss. I could feel her warmth, the softness of her lips, and the faint taste of something sweet. The world shrank to just her and me in that moment.
When we finally broke apart, I was breathless, my face flushed. Akeno's face was also flushed, and she chuckled softly, her forehead resting against mine.
"My, my. So bold after all."
Her fingers toyed with my collar, slipping just under the fabric as if she intended to explore further.
But then—
"Ise. Akeno."
The familiar, composed voice cut through the night like a blade.
We both froze. Rias stood a few steps away, her arms folded, her crimson hair swaying slightly in the breeze. Her expression was calm… too calm.
Akeno didn't flinch and didn't even remove her hand from me. Instead, she gave a mischievous smile and leaned a little closer, whispering in my ear just loud enough for Rias to hear:
"Ara… caught red-handed."
Ah, fuck. First Kiba, now this. What's with this day?
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