"So you're the famous Tenra-chan from the Phoenix family?"
Serafall's gaze swept over Tenra, curiosity sparkling in her eyes. She'd clearly heard the rumors.
"Serafall-sama, it's an honor. I'm Tenra Kamiyo, fourth son of the Phoenix clan."
Tenra kept his tone formal, though his lips twitched at the absurdity of it all.
Serafall nodded, then suddenly leveled her magic wand at him, her expression shifting to fierce suspicion.
"You! Don't you dare go near my Sona-chan!"
The room froze. Even Tenra was caught off guard by her abrupt change.
"Serafall-sama, did I do something wrong?"
Tenra tried to keep a straight face.
"Wrong or not, you're still forbidden from approaching Sona-chan!"
Serafall huffed, stamping one foot.
"Levi-tan's intuition says you're dangerous! If you get close, I'll lose Sona-chan—and she's mine! I won't let anyone take her away!"
"Sister-sama, what are you even saying?!"
Sona's cheeks flared red as she tried to rein in her sister's theatrics.
"Promise me, Sona-chan, don't get close to him, okay? Whatever you want, I'll give you!"
Serafall clung to her, voice pleading.
"Who I date is my own business, not yours!"
Sona snapped, her composure slipping.
"Ugh… Sona-chan, you're so cold. You're breaking your poor sister's heart…"
Serafall pouted, looking wounded.
"Don't play the victim! You're just being selfish!"
Sona retorted, on the verge of tears.
"I don't care! Sona-chan belongs to me—no one else!"
Serafall wailed.
"Ugh, not this again! I can't deal with you!"
Sona's eyes shimmered with frustrated tears. She could face down monsters like Kokabiel without blinking, but her sister's obsessive affection was too much. She turned and fled.
"Don't forget—stay away from Sona-chan! That's an order from Maou Levi-tan!"
Serafall shot Tenra one last warning, then dashed after her sister.
Tenra watched them go, shaking his head in disbelief.
Rias and Sirzechs stepped in, worried he might take offense.
"Don't mind her, Tenra. Serafall-sama isn't really a tyrant."
Rias smiled apologetically.
"She just dotes on Sona too much. She's afraid of losing her, that's all."
Sirzechs added.
Tenra just chuckled. "I get it. She's… definitely interesting."
—
That evening, Kamiyo residence—
"Father, Uncle, can't you stay a little longer?"
Tenra and the girls saw off Duke Phoenix and Duke Gremory after dinner.
"There's urgent business back home."
Duke Phoenix replied.
"Haha, we'll visit again soon. Rias, Tenra-kun—take care of each other."
Duke Gremory added.
Spending even a single day in the human world was a rare luxury. With a few final words, both fathers stepped into the teleportation circle and vanished.
"Tenra-kun, thank you for hosting us these past few days."
Sirzechs offered a farewell.
"You're leaving too, Sirzechs-sama?"
"Tomorrow's the three-faction summit. We need to prepare. As key witnesses, you and Rias will be attending, so get ready."
"Understood, Sirzechs-sama."
After saying goodbye, Sirzechs and Grayfia departed as well.
"Ugh… finally, it's over."
Rias collapsed onto the couch, utterly spent.
Between her brother and both fathers, she'd been on edge for days. Now, at last, she could breathe.
"Tenra, help me with my bath."
She didn't even open her eyes, just called out sleepily.
Tenra shook his head, amused, and scooped her up. They hadn't crossed every line yet, but at this point, bathing together was routine.
"Aisha, want to join us?"
"Mm, Tenra-san."
"Ara ara, Tenra's playing favorites. I want in too…"
—
Next day, Kendo Club—
"Alright, that's it for today. Don't linger—head straight home."
Tenra clapped his hands, addressing the girls practicing swordsmanship.
"President, is something up?"
Murayama and Katase wiped sweat, puzzled by the early dismissal.
"No questions. Just go home. No one stays behind."
Tenra's tone was serious, and the girls didn't argue. They gathered their things and left, sensing something was up—probably another devil or fallen angel incident.
Soon, only Kiryuu Aika remained.
"Kiryuu, why are you still here?"
Tenra asked, noticing her fidgeting at the doorway.
"President, when's our date?"
She looked uncharacteristically shy.
Tenra grinned, tapping her head. "We'll talk this weekend."
"Oh…"
Her eyes sparkled as she grabbed her bag, but at the door, she paused.
"If you stand me up, I'll never forgive you!"
She shook her fist, cheeks blazing, then bolted.
Tenra couldn't help but laugh. For all her shameless talk, she was still just a kid at heart.
He stretched, planning to meet up with Rias and the others before the summit. But just then, Akeno's voice crackled through his communicator—
—
At the shrine—
"Akeno, what's going on? Why did you call us here?"
Tenra, Aisha, Irina, and Xenovia found Akeno kneeling in her shrine maiden robes.
"I received a divine revelation. Someone important wants to meet you all."
Akeno stood, smiling mysteriously.
"Divine revelation?"
Tenra's eyes narrowed, while the others gasped.
Shrine maidens were supposed to serve the gods, acting as their voice on earth. When a deity wanted to speak, they used revelations—messages delivered through their priestesses.
But Akeno was only a shrine keeper in name, serving no god. If anything, her "god" was a certain devil aiming for divinity. So the idea she'd received a genuine revelation was… shocking.
"Hehe, it's quite interesting. By my reckoning, that guest should arrive any moment now."
Akeno joined the group. Suddenly, the room blazed with light, and a figure slowly materialized.
A halo floated above his head, golden robes draped his shoulders, and twelve radiant wings spread from his back—
An Archangel.
"Ahhh…"
"It can't be…"
Only Tenra seemed unsurprised. Aisha, Irina, and Xenovia were stunned.
Bathed in holy light, the angel smiled gently and spoke:
"Greetings. I am Michael, commander of the angels…"
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