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Draconis's jokes weren't helping. The girls were flustered enough, and here he was, clearly enjoying their predicament.
He hesitated for a moment. Should he step in? Not helping felt wrong, but helping meant seeing everything—definitely a moral gray zone.
In the end, between being a beast and being worse than a beast, Draconis chose the lesser evil.
"Hang tight—I'm coming," he declared, putting on his most serious face and heading straight for Rias.
Slimes had a nasty habit of paralyzing magical power and devouring anything woven from it. The girls' outfits—crafted from magic—were prime targets. By now, green blobs of slime clung to all of them.
"Ugh, it's everywhere… So cold, so sticky…" Rias muttered, arms pinned to her chest by a wriggling slime. Draconis couldn't help but marvel—these things had serious technique.
He grinned, reaching out to peel the slimes off Rias's wrists. One tug told him everything: these slimes were tough. Even with brute force, he couldn't break them.
"This thing… Honestly, I think my idea holds up. It's got amazing support potential," he mused.
Were these really just slimes? If he could tweak their abilities, they'd make perfect backup in a fight. Only problem—they seemed to target females exclusively. That was a dealbreaker.
Rias struggled against her slimy restraints, shooting him a glare. "Don't get any ideas. Slimes are a dime a dozen and a total nuisance. Familiars are serious business for devils, Draconis. Think it through."
As if to punctuate her point, another blob splattered onto her shoulder, making her shiver.
"Ara ara, this is just undignified…" Akeno managed a rueful smile, her last scraps of magical clothing long gone. She was even more striking than Rias, and Draconis had to admit—he was getting an eyeful.
He chuckled. "Say what you will, but these slimes really get guys."
His gaze lingered a little too long, earning him a swift lesson. Koneko stepped up, hands still bound, and with surprising strength, grabbed his face and twisted his head sharply away.
"Ow! Easy, easy…"
She held him tight, voice flat as ever. "Don't look."
For a second, Draconis wondered if she might just pick him up by the head.
He surrendered. "Alright, alright. Not looking. You can let go now."
Koneko finally released him. Draconis turned around—only to be greeted by the sight of a very naked Koneko.
Petite, but undeniably beautiful.
"…Don't feel bad, Koneko. You may not have Rias or Akeno's curves, but you're seriously cute," he said quietly.
She glared, golden eyes flashing. Draconis, sensing danger, whipped out his Regalia Blade.
"Let me help," he offered, sliding the blade between the slime binding her wrists and slicing it clean.
Freed, Koneko flexed, ripped the rest of the slime off with brute force, and hurled it to the ground.
Splat.
Draconis winced, silently mourning the fallen slime warriors.
He moved on to Rias. Once her hands were free, she wasted no time—fire magic flared, and the slimes on her body burned to ash.
Helping Akeno proved trickier. The slimes clung tighter, pulling her off balance—she stumbled right into Draconis, and the next thing he knew, he was on top of her, face buried in the softest, most dangerous territory.
"Ara ara…" Akeno's voice was gentle, her smile warm. "Looks like you've reached that age, Draconis…"
"Draconis is such a perv," Koneko deadpanned, still smarting from his earlier comment about her figure.
"Draconis…" Asia's voice trembled, eyes watery. "If… if you want, I can help you…"
He pushed himself up, exasperated. "Can we not go there?"
Glancing down at Akeno, still pinned beneath him, he muttered, "…It was an accident."
Akeno just laughed, reaching up with slime-covered hands. "I know, I know. Help your big sister out, won't you?"
Regalia Blade flashed; the slime restraints fell away. Akeno sprang to her feet, casting golden lightning that fried every slime in sight.
Koneko helped Asia free herself, and with a shimmer of magic, the girls' clothes returned, dignity restored.
Draconis sighed, half-joking, half-regretful. "I still think those slimes have potential…"
"No way," Rias shot back, rolling her eyes.
He could only shake his head, mentally thanking the slimes for the view, and offered them a brief moment of silence before moving on.
The girls followed, conversation drifting back to normal.
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A few minutes later, rustling sounded from deep within the woods.
Draconis stopped, eyes narrowing.
A figure emerged—Zatouji, with the blue baby dragon in tow.
Asia's face lit up. "Oh, it's Mr. Zatouji!"
Zatouji grinned. "Took some doing, but I managed to talk it around. So, which of you two wants to make the contract?"
"Give it to Asia," Draconis replied offhandedly.
"Alright then. What about you, young man? What kind of Familiar are you after?"
Draconis tilted his head, considering. All eyes were on him. He spoke, voice low and loaded with meaning.
"I still want one."
The girls didn't hesitate, answering in perfect unison: "No."
Draconis: "…"
Zatouji: "…??"
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