"DXD: Infinite Loot System"Chapter 361: Rias Gets Jealous
The main hall of the Belphegor estate was a mess—evidence of last night's excess still scattered everywhere. Roygun and her peerage gathered to see Tenra and his group off, the air thick with bittersweet farewells and the lingering scent of chaos.
"Roygun, I'm heading back."
Tenra faced the women, voice steady.
"You little thief. You stole our bodies and our hearts—don't think you can just disappear. You'd better visit us often," Roygun teased, her fingers tracing his cheek, eyes shining with reluctant affection.
"I will. You're all my wives now. My women."
Tenra wasn't the type to love and leave. He nodded, promise clear.
Roygun's lips curled into a sly smile. "Wives, huh? How touching. But no—being your secret lover suits me better."
She brushed her lips, laughter soft and wicked.
"Whatever you want," Tenra replied, half amused, half exasperated. He'd never understand women's logic, but as long as he didn't betray them, he was content.
He pulled Roygun into a lingering farewell kiss, savoring the moment, then stepped into the teleportation circle with Yubelluna and the others.
After they'd gone, Roygun's head maid, Delia, hesitated, her cheeks flushed with uncertainty. The past months in Tenra's [Time Domain] had changed her—she'd become even more alluring, and now, more confused than ever.
"Lady Roygun, why did you…?"
Roygun smiled knowingly. "Wondering why I chose to be his lover instead of his wife?"
Not just Delia—Yubelluna, Ildred, and the rest were equally baffled. After all, Tenra was engaged to the Gremory princess, but that was just an engagement. Roygun matched Rias in power, status, and beauty. In their eyes, Roygun could easily be the head wife.
"Delia, you still don't understand men. There's a saying in the human world: they always want what they don't have. Never satisfied."
"Wife or mistress—it's just a title. But mistresses? They're the ones men crave."
"That little troublemaker is exceptional. He'll attract more and more women. Instead of fighting for his attention like jealous girls, it's better to make him obsessed with us."
Roygun's eyes sparkled with wisdom as she lifted Delia's chin.
"I… I see…" Delia blushed, realization dawning across her face—and the others'.
She'd thought this far ahead? No wonder she was their leader.
"But if we want to keep him hooked, we'll need to up our game," Roygun mused, stretching languidly. "Starting today, everyone learns how to please our little troublemaker."
A chorus of blushes swept through the room, but the women bowed respectfully.
"Yes, Lady Roygun."
Nearly two weeks of war had finally ended. Sirzechs and Serafall were busy with the aftermath. Rias and the girls had already returned to the human world, so Tenra and Yubelluna's group teleported straight home.
"Onii-chan!"
"Tenra!"
The girls were lounging in the living room, but when Tenra arrived, they rushed over, faces alight with joy.
"Feeder. Back."
Ophis materialized beside him, latching onto Tenra with her usual, deadpan attachment.
Tenra chuckled. She'd finally learned to call him "feeder." Progress—the dragon god was starting to understand her role as pet and mascot.
He nuzzled her cheek, greeting everyone in turn. But when his gaze landed on the elegant figure beside Kunou, his eyes lit up.
"Princess."
"Husband."
Standing next to Kunou was none other than Princess Yasaka, leader of the Kyoto Youkai.
After the Underworld war, Yasaka had sent her vice-commander and the youkai reinforcements back to Kyoto, but she herself had stayed behind. After all, her husband and daughter were here.
"Stay a few days longer before heading back," Tenra suggested gently.
"Mm…" Yasaka nodded, her smile warm and serene.
Once everyone had settled, Rias finally found her chance to ask the question that had been gnawing at her.
"Tenra, is Lady Roygun alright? Why were you gone so long?"
Tenra had sent a message about heading to Belphegor territory, and Grayfia had filled them in about his battle with Cao Cao. But after that, nothing. No replies, no news. Even though they trusted his strength, days without contact had left them anxious.
"Well, Rias, actually…"
Faced with their worried eyes, Tenra felt a pang of guilt. Still, he told them everything—what happened at the Belphegor estate, and what he'd done.
The revelation left Akeno, Irina, and the others speechless. Rias's face darkened with fury.
Her sisters had been sick with worry, and he'd been off… fooling around with other women.
What really burned her: Roygun was the Belphegor clan head, a peer of Serafall and Grayfia. And she'd gone after Tenra, too!
That woman had some nerve.
Learning that Roygun had chosen to be Tenra's mistress cooled Rias's anger a little, but she was still thoroughly pissed.
"Rias, are you mad?"
Seeing her expression, Tenra asked cautiously.
"Hmph. How could I possibly be mad at you?" Rias replied, voice dripping with sarcasm.
Yeah, she was mad. Tenra had been through this enough times to know: words wouldn't help now. The only fix was action.
He set Ophis aside, then—
Tenra pounced on Rias.
"Mmph!"
"You—what are you doing?!"
"Stop… stop it…"
"Ahh!"
As Tenra and Rias tumbled across the couch, Akeno and the others could only sigh. Every time Rias got angry or jealous, this was how Tenra handled it.
Shameless. Unfair. But, damn it, it worked every time.
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