BOOM. BOOM! BOOM-BOOM-BOOM!
The training ground thundered with each collision—Tenra and Koneko Toujou locked in a no-holds-barred brawl. As Rias's [Rook] and inheritor of the Nekomata bloodline, Koneko's martial arts were in a league of their own. Even with his sword and Sacred Gear off-limits, Tenra found himself forced to fight at full tilt.
Adrenaline surged. Each exchange pushed Tenra's hand-to-hand skills to new heights, sweat and spirit fueling the duel.
"Haaah!"
With a sharp cry, Tenra's fist—wreathed in spiritual energy—rocketed toward her.
CRACK!
The air itself seemed to shatter. Koneko crossed her arms to block, but the impact sent her flying, her face draining of color.
Tenra darted forward, catching her just before she hit the ground.
"Sorry, Koneko-chan. Did I overdo it?"
He held her gently, concern etched on his face.
Koneko shook her head, a little breathless but unfazed. "I'm fine."
Her pale skin glistened with a sheen of sweat, but there was nothing unseemly about her—if anything, the faint scent of her only intensified, sweet and fresh. For all her usual calm and blank expressions, Koneko was undeniably adorable. Her features were so delicate, it was as if some master sculptor had poured a lifetime into their creation.
Tenra's gaze lingered on her parted lips, soft and fragrant as spring orchids. His heart skipped. Before he could stop himself, he leaned down and kissed her.
"Mmm—!"
Koneko's eyes flew wide, shock freezing her for a heartbeat. She wanted to push him away, but the strange, electric sensation left her body limp, her resistance melting. Her gaze grew hazy, lost in the moment…
"Koneko-chan…"
"Tenra-senpai…"
Their lips parted, breaths mingling, and for a long moment, neither could look away. The air between them grew thick with something new and unspoken.
But then—
"Tenra, you two… you…!"
"Ara ara, look who got caught sneaking a kiss—Tenra and Koneko~!"
There was no mistaking those voices. Koneko's face flared scarlet as she buried herself in Tenra's chest. Tenra's heart nearly stopped. He turned, stiff as a statue.
"Rias, Akeno, we… uh… this isn't what it looks like…"
"You're already engaged to me. You already have more girls than I can count."
"And yet—Koneko too? Tenra, you're an insatiable pervert!"
Rias paced the room, fuming, while Akeno sat beside Koneko, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she offered comfort.
Rias had always known Tenra wouldn't be satisfied with just one woman. She'd turned a blind eye to his growing harem—Yubelluna, Tosca, Raynare, and the others. But as more and more women slipped into Tenra's room each night, even she had her limits. Seeing him make a move on Koneko was the last straw.
Tenra could only sigh. He'd acted on impulse, and—of course—Rias had caught him red-handed. She had every right to be angry.
Now he faced two choices: apologize and promise Rias he'd never do it again, or double down and conquer her pride head-on.
A "good man" would pick the first. Tenra didn't even consider it. He made up his mind and strode toward Rias.
"Rias."
"Wh-what are you doing?"
Rias shrank back, nerves prickling under his intense gaze.
No explanations. Tenra simply tilted her chin up and pressed his lips to hers.
To hell with being a good man. He was a devil—and devils didn't beg for forgiveness.
"Mmm—!"
Rias's eyes went wide as she struggled, but Tenra's arms wrapped her tight. She was trapped, helpless beneath his relentless affection, cheeks burning with a mix of anger and embarrassment.
"Feeling better now, Rias?"
He finally let her go, grinning.
"Not even close!"
She glared at him, still breathless, still blushing.
Tenra leaned in and kissed her again, more forceful this time.
"How about now?"
"Don't think you can get away with this just by—mmm!"
"Want to keep going?"
"I'll never give in—!"
"Mmm…"
"Rias, please keep trying your best."
"You… you… mmm…"
Again and again, Tenra claimed her lips. Rias's resistance faded with each kiss, until she could do nothing but melt in his arms.
"Still angry, Rias?"
He looked down at her, limp and dazed in his embrace.
"Mmm…"
She tried to glare, but her tongue was numb, her words lost to the haze.
"I can't understand a word you're saying. If you're still upset, I'll just have to keep going…"
Tenra feigned a sigh, but made to move closer.
"N-not angry! I'm not angry anymore!"
She shook her head desperately, finally managing to force out the words.
She was truly beaten—he'd stolen every last ounce of her anger.
Tenra's victorious smile said it all. Off to the side, Akeno and Koneko averted their eyes in perfect sync.
Conquered like that… poor Rias (President).
After a while, Rias finally recovered enough to speak, shooting Tenra a fresh glare.
"Are you happy now?!"
"But even if I forgive you this time, you are NOT allowed to lay a hand on Koneko again!"
Tenra just smiled, saying nothing, his gaze shifting to Koneko.
"Koneko-chan, come here a moment."
Her cheeks instantly flushed, but with Akeno's gentle encouragement, she stepped forward.
Rias watched, puzzled but silent.
"Koneko-chan, do you like me?"
Tenra's hand brushed her delicate cheek as he asked.
Koneko stiffened, and both Rias and Akeno leaned in, eyes wide with anticipation.
You could feel the tension—Koneko's nerves, her shyness, the weight of three expectant gazes. After a long, silent moment, she finally gave her answer…
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