The aftermath in Auros was a mess.
Evil-dragon claw marks scarred the town everywhere.
The battlefield where we—the Red Dragon Emperor's peerage—had clashed with Asem's minions was especially devastated: whole blocks reduced to rubble.
Hardly a proper house or field remained.
Thanks to Miha and the others disabling Eugrit's traps, the school had avoided major damage, but patches of destruction were visible. Valburga had blown up a few facilities, so "perfectly defended" was a stretch.
Underworld soldiers who'd rushed in were now surveying the school and town, clearing debris.
Three hours had passed for us inside the barrier; outside, barely three minutes.
Tia and Diarmuid had arrived at the perfect moment.
Thanks, Mom. Seriously.
Without them, things could've gone south fast.
Eugrit—the ringleader—had been teleported to Maou territory. I still had words for him, but I'd leave the rest to Sirzechs and the others.
That should clear Grayfia-san's name.
Valburga, the Holy Cross Witch, had fled with the remaining mass-produced evil dragons via transfer circle.
Those holy flames were a nightmare for devils. We needed countermeasures…
But I had something more pressing.
"Um… could you both turn around?"
Alice and Rias had their backs to me.
After I took down the copies, I'd tried talking to them—both were beet-red and wouldn't say a word.
…I get it was embarrassing!
I was mortified too!
But come on—it was the only option!
Our useless goddess insisted the Twin Opai System was the only way!
When she got that fired up, what choice did I have?!
Alice and Rias muttered.
"…Ise, you definitely groped our butts in the chaos, didn't you? While sucking our breasts, you were rubbing our asses too."
"Guh…!"
"…And you sucked way more than necessary. After a while, it wasn't even 'simultaneous' anymore…"
"Urk…!"
Okay, maybe I did touch their butts while sucking…
And maybe I got carried away…
"B-But your voices were so… cute and… I just…"
Lame excuse.
They both dropped their gazes, ears crimson.
No good. That only made things worse.
Their voices were sexy and adorable! Those sweet gasps! The way their bodies trembled!
How could I not get excited?!
If it wasn't a battlefield, I would've pinned them down!
Please understand that much!
…But saying that would only dig my grave deeper.
Time for Plan B.
The ultimate technique—passed down by Uncle Maurice to smooth over any disaster!
"Alice! Rias!"
I shouted their names.
They flinched—now!
I kicked off the ground, soared high, spun mid-air—and landed on both knees and hands before them.
"I'M SO SORRY!!"
The ultimate Moonsault Jumping Dogeza—executed!
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"Quite the show."
I turned—Azazel-sensei.
"Sorry I couldn't join the fight."
"No worries. We didn't expect this either. In a way… we got lucky."
I glanced at Tia comforting Asia, Miha and Diarmuid nearby.
Sensei just gave a wry smile at their timing.
…Rizevim's crew had snatched Agreas whole.
Residents, Agreas and Baal peerages—all teleported to the surface. They took the city, nothing else.
I asked Sensei.
"…What do they want with that floating city?"
Agreas used Old Maou-era tech—parts still unsolved. Sona and the others thought Rizevim, son of the former Lucifer, might know its secrets.
Sensei exhaled.
"…Maybe it's a giant weapon that transforms or something. Ajuka Beelzebub was in charge of it—he might know. Worth asking."
Even Sensei was stumped.
Their goals: Agreas and Trihexa.
Eugrit had mentioned Rossweisse's thesis too.
Sensei brought it up.
"Rossweisse's paper—we've cracked some of it."
"The Trihexa sealing method?"
"Eugrit spill? Yeah. It wasn't about unsealing Trihexa—it was heading toward the sealing formula itself. She's the real deal. Just dabbling out of curiosity and touching that possibility…"
"So from now on…?"
"Yeah. Her formula analysis is key. Never thought Rossweisse would be our trump card… Life's full of surprises."
Sensei sighed.
Yeah. Our peerage is stacked with geniuses.
He ruffled my hair.
"Message from Indra. The first Sun Wukong was scouting 'Calamity Group' vanguards for the Heavenly Emperor. Cao Cao's his replacement."
So that holy spear…
We'd meet again soon—and probably powered up.
"And the copy Ise's… mass-producing already. Combat skill's not copied, but power's all you, right? Twenty Maou-class… my stomach hurts."
"Yeah… We barely managed this time."
"'Managed'—you're terrifying. Twin Opai System? Pulling out power neither demonic nor sacred… and soloing twenty Maou-class?!"
"T-That's our goddess's fault…"
Nyuu-power…
Probably the only user in any world.
But EXA form is insane.
Fusing three mismatched forms, plus Rias's annihilation and Alice's white lightning—with output off the charts.
Squaring boob power is no joke.
Ddraig spoke.
"But it's unstable. Output fluctuates—could collapse unexpectedly. Use it wisely."
Ignis added.
"And Rias-chan's and Alice-chan's powers only work in that form."
Figures.
Tried using them earlier—nothing.
"Of course. They're integrated via T·O·S."
Knew it…
Would've been a trump card against Rizevim if usable normally.
Need another angle. Power beyond Sacred Gears.
…Hey, Ddraig—you okay?
"With what?"
Another dramatic boob-powered evolution… not traumatized?
"…I am shocked. But I'm not alone! I have someone to share the pain with! I'm heading to Albion later!"
…Got it.
Say hi to Albion for me.
Albion… listen to Ddraig's woes.
Sensei's eyes sharpened beside me.
"…Now, who orchestrated this incident?"
The incident's cause.
Agreas lacked time-space terror countermeasures. Top mages gathered here.
Connected, for sure.
Otherwise, jumping the city via escape arrays while sealing the mages' formulas—impossible.
Someone pulled strings.
"Thanks to you, we caught all the traitor mages. We'll trace them. Leave that to us."
"Yes, sir."
I nodded.
Dulio arrived, panting.
"Sorry I'm late! I'll help with cleanup!"
Even Heaven's trump card couldn't react to three minutes.
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I headed to the temporary tent in the schoolyard.
Exhausted members slumped in folding chairs, fast asleep.
Miha dozed shoulder-to-shoulder with Asia.
Gasper snored cutely.
Alice and Ravel were out on cleanup—no sign.
…Where's Spoon? He took the hardest hits…
I was beat too. Sank into a chair, exhaled.
"…Lately, way too many battles, right?"
Especially since summer break ended—nonstop crises.
Old Maou faction, Loki, Astaroth civil war, Hero Faction.
Post-vampire incident: Asem, Rizevim.
My high school life… buried in fights.
Where's my peace…?
Rias sat beside me.
"Let's all gather over winter break."
"Joint training camp?"
"I'd love to give everyone a real break, but before winter… the Church—no, Heaven—has requested aid."
"From Heaven?"
Devils getting requests from Heaven—feels weird.
Proof of the Three Factions' alliance, I guess.
So we're heading to Heaven pre-winter break?
Rias smiled.
"End of December with the angels, huh? Irina and Sister Griselda are finalizing details."
Huh. News to me…
Xenovia entered the tent.
"There you are, President."
"Something wrong, Xenovia?"
She nodded, scanning us.
"Yeah. Time to tell you."
"The secret you mentioned?"
She nodded at my guess.
"Sharp, Ise."
She faced us all.
"Third semester—next year's student council election."
"Yeah, Sona and Tsubaki-senpai are graduating. Need new officers… wait—"
I connected the dots.
No way. But…
Xenovia crossed her arms, brimming with confidence.
Irina puffed her chest for some reason.
Xenovia thrust a finger skyward.
"I'm running! I want to be Student Council President!"
"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEH?!"
Me, Kiba, Koneko, Reya—stunned.
Miha, Asia, Gasper slept through it.
Only Rias, Akeno, Rossweisse weren't shocked.
For real?!
Student council president?!
Her obsession with school events—this was why!
Rias said,
"We were shocked too when she consulted us. Xenovia as president… Her recent event enthusiasm makes sense now."
Xenovia nodded vigorously.
"I'll campaign third semester. I'll likely leave the Occult Research Club… but I must be president. Please understand."
Whoa…
Xenovia as Sona's successor?
Can't picture it.
…It'd be lively, though.
Rias addressed everyone.
"We have time. Let's plan before winter break."
Asia, now awake, hugged Xenovia.
"I'll help, Xenovia-san!"
Irina tackled her too.
"Me too! I'm great at preaching!"
"Yes! Count on you both! I will be president!"
Church Trio—fired up.
Preaching… not quite…
Rias glanced at me, a touch sad.
"…We'll need a new Occult Research Club president too."
"Got someone in mind?"
She winked, finger to lips.
"Secret. But Akeno and I decided."
Hmm. Second-years… Kiba?
Possible, but too obvious?
Others… no clue.
Rias clapped.
"One more job before winter break. Cleanup here first."
Most underworld troops were on town repair.
…Filling the giant crater from my fight with Razul.
Ignis's flames scorched fields—they'd fix those too.
We'd handle the school.
Everyone stood to return to duties—when Irina tugged my sleeve, beaming.
"Oh, Ise-kun. It's almost time for our promise."
"Huh? Promise?"
She smiled wider.
"…The one we made as kids. I believe you'll remember at Christmas♪"
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