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The silver seal was a work of art—square, compact, its surface carved with swirling dragons that looked as if they'd grown there naturally. It fit snugly in Draconis's palm, just shy of fist-sized, but packed a punch far beyond its appearance.
And now, after showing off for the girls, it had landed Draconis in hot water.
As the seal's owner, he got all the blame. The four beautiful girls were glaring at him, and it was clear where they thought the responsibility lay.
"Just for the record, I didn't tell it to do any of that," Draconis said, hands raised in surrender.
Nobody believed him.
"Ara ara, there's no need to explain, Draconis. Big sister understands—boys your age are bound to get a little… curious." Akeno's gentle smile and mature curves were enough to make anyone's gaze linger.
Koneko, ever blunt, just shot him a look. "Draconis is such a perv."
"…I keep saying it's not my fault," he muttered.
The silver seal buzzed around his head like a smug little bee. Draconis flicked it lightly, deadpan: "This is all your doing."
Rias eyed the "正" mark stamped high on her thigh, face twisted with embarrassment. "So… how do we get rid of this thing? Do we just have to wait it out?"
She tried to channel her magic, but it was like trying to move a mountain—her power was locked down tight. That tally-marked seal was a super-powered lock, crushing her magic under its weight. She managed to scrape together a bit of energy to probe the seal, but it was swallowed instantly.
The girls were frustrated, but they couldn't help being impressed. This was the kind of effect that could turn a fight on its head.
Draconis took stock of the situation, lips pressed together. The girls were gorgeous, skin soft and fair, every curve tempting—but ogling any longer would be seriously uncool.
He reached out with his mind, connecting to the familiar. A solution popped into his head, and he cleared his throat.
"Um… the only way to break the seal is for me to remove it by hand. Otherwise, you'll have to grind it away with magic—bit by bit—or wait for it to fade naturally."
Rias did a quick calculation. If she had to wear it down herself, it'd take at least an hour.
"I see. Come on, help us out—having my magic sealed is driving me crazy." Rias beckoned him over.
"On my way."
She hiked her leg up onto the sofa, giving him easy access. The pose was… distractingly sexy.
Draconis let his eyes linger for a heartbeat, then placed his palm gently on her thigh and wiped away the seal.
"Me too, please~" Akeno leaned in, voice soft and sweet enough to melt steel.
Draconis did his best to keep his eyes forward, nose to the grindstone—still, he saw way more than he meant to.
"Don't get handsy," Koneko warned, silver hair falling over her eyes.
"Would an ice cream bribe make up for it?" Draconis grinned, swiping away her seal.
Koneko's scowl melted. "Deal."
So easy to please.
With their magic restored, the girls conjured new clothes in a flash.
"Well, Draconis and Asia finally have their Familiars. That calls for a celebration!" Rias declared, one hand on her hip, radiating big-sister elegance.
"Oh, right! Have you picked names for your Familiars yet?" Akeno asked, eyes twinkling.
Asia hugged her Azure Tempest Dragon, smiling so wide her eyes turned to crescents. "This must be heaven's blessing. I'll call him Longze—Dragon Grace."
"Heh, taking Draconis's surname?" Rias teased.
Asia giggled, looking up at Draconis. "Is that okay?"
"Of course. You don't need my permission for something like that." His gentle answer made Asia beam even brighter, rubbing her forehead against the little dragon.
"Then it's settled—Little Longze!"
The baby dragon flapped its wings, chirping in delight.
Draconis held out his hand, and the silver seal zipped over, settling in his palm.
"I'm terrible at naming things. Do you have a name?" he asked, half-joking.
The familiar's thoughts echoed in his mind—it had never had a name.
Rias and the others laughed. Rias put on her thinking face. "Why not name it after its power? Demon Seal? Suppression Sigil? Honestly, that fits Draconis's whole 'chuunibyou' vibe."
"I'm not chuunibyou," Draconis protested.
"Oh? What about all those mecha models in your room?" Rias shot back, smirking.
Draconis grinned. "Mecha are a man's romance. That's not chuunibyou."
"Then you pick a non-chuunibyou name." Rias tossed the ball back.
Draconis tilted his head, thought for a second, then shrugged. "Let's just call it Suppression Seal. Easy to remember, rolls off the tongue."
Everyone: "…"
He'd given up, but nobody really minded. For Draconis and his Spirit King, a name was just a tag. As long as it worked, who cared?
The seal flapped its wings, clearly pleased.
With everything settled, Rias clapped her hands for attention.
"Alright, celebration's over—time to start making contracts! Your Familiars can handle flyer distribution now."
They threw a little party—mostly eating snacks, most of which ended up in Koneko's stomach.
Afterward, it was back to business. Draconis smiled at his familiar. "First day on the job. Give it your best."
The Suppression Seal zipped around the room, wings fluttering, eager to explore the human world for the first time.
Familiars, like devils and angels, could use "common sense alteration"—so Draconis wasn't worried about any trouble.
He handed out stacks of flyers, watched the Familiars zip out the window, and everyone went their separate ways—plenty of contracts still needed fulfilling.
Draconis now had Mai Sakurajima as his faith contract partner. Time to nurture that bond, and maybe grant a wish or two—so he could claim a little more reward…
Nothing left to do but get moving.
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