"DXD: Transfer Student"Chapter 250: Little Rascal, Bad to the Bone
The Rating Game ended in chaos, courtesy of the Khaos Brigade. After a hurried council, the Maou agreed to postpone the championship rounds for two days. They needed the time—Odin, the Chief God of the Norse pantheon, had arrived, and the alliance treaty suddenly mattered more than any tournament.
Compared to that, the rookie matches were small potatoes. Delaying them was a no-brainer.
As the winner of the battle against Diodora, Rias advanced without question. The championship would be decided between her, Sairaorg, and Seekvaira. But Rias's mind wasn't on the game anymore—she was fixated on tomorrow's treaty.
Given the Khaos Brigade's recent moves, it was obvious they wouldn't let the alliance form quietly. Trouble was guaranteed.
"Rias, bring your peerage and come with me." Sirzechs's voice cut through the tension.
When a Maou gives an order, you don't hesitate. Rias rounded up her team and hurried to the conference room, where the full roster of Maou awaited—and more than a few surprises.
Azazel, the Fallen Angel Governor. Michael, the Seraph, seated across from him. Odin himself, looming nearby. The top brass of Heaven and the Norse gods, all gathered in one place.
Rias blinked, momentarily stunned by the sheer weight of the room, then quickly offered greetings.
"Let's skip the formalities, Rias. I have a mission for you," Sirzechs said, straight to business.
"While you were being teleported, Norse god Loki attacked us. Ajuka managed to repel and seal him, but the seal will only hold for a day. Tomorrow, I need you and your peerage to intercept him."
His eyes lingered on Draconis Yi. Rias was talented, but Sirzechs knew where the real firepower lay.
"Yes!" Rias accepted instantly. Loki was strong, especially with Fenrir at his side, but she had faith in Draconis Yi—just like her brother.
Serafall sighed. "Loki wants to trigger Ragnarok. If we Super Devil-class step in, it'll be just what he wants—another world war, same as last time. This has to be handled by the younger generation."
Odin nodded, his voice heavy. "It's my mess to clean up."
"If you act, the old guard won't have an excuse to interfere. The treaty's fate is in your hands," Sirzechs explained, his tone grave.
Draconis Yi couldn't help but sigh. He'd come to the Underworld for a simple promotion exam—how did it turn into saving the world?
Where did it all go sideways…?
Serafall spoke up again. "Rias, you might be short-handed, so I'll have Sona and her peerage assist you."
"That's wonderful, thank you, Leviathan-sama." Rias smiled gratefully.
Michael nodded. "We'll send our Ace." A young woman stepped forward.
Xenovia's eyes widened. "Irina…"
"Long time no see, Xenovia—and everyone." Irina Shidou's smile was as bright as ever, but now she radiated divine power.
"Irina's my Ace Angel now—her strength is more than enough to help." Michael said proudly.
Odin cleared his throat. "Can't let you young ones have all the fun. My bodyguard will join you as well."
At his signal, a striking woman stepped forward—long silver hair, Valkyrie physique, business suit sharp enough to cut glass.
"I am Valkyrie Rossweisse. Pleased to meet you."
Beautiful, mysterious, and tough as nails—the Valkyrie clan was famous for their attack magic. Draconis Yi figured he could handle Loki solo, but the more, the merrier. Why not gang up and beat Loki senseless? Save him some effort.
With arrangements set, everyone retired to their rooms to rest up for tomorrow's battle.
Nightfall.
Draconis Yi stepped out of the shower and stretched out on his bed, alone. Tonight they were staying in a hotel on Maou territory—modern décor, familiar furniture, nothing to set it apart from the human world.
A gentle knock at the door. Draconis Yi sensed Rias's presence outside and got up to let her in.
She stood in the hallway, wrapped in a purple nightgown—soft, mysterious, and just a little apologetic.
"Sorry… I can't sleep. I keep thinking about tomorrow's fight with Loki…"
Draconis Yi smiled. "I'm awake too. Come in."
Rias slipped inside, shrugged off her nightgown, and stretched out on his bed—her body a vision of temptation.
"…Why are you staring?"
"I was just wondering if your figure's gotten even better."
He undressed and joined her, arms wrapped around her as they settled in, conversation flowing naturally.
"I feel the same as always."
"Really? I think you're a lot curvier now."
He ran his hands along her body, savoring the smoothness, the softness.
"Maybe you're to blame for that…" Rias laughed, twisting playfully in his arms. "Hey—quit it, that tickles…"
"You love my massages. You even said you'd outdo Akeno."
Draconis Yi grinned, hands wandering.
"Ha! You little rascal, you're bad to the bone. I knew if I came to you, you'd misbehave."
Rias's laughter was soft, teasing.
"Don't like it?"
"I love it."
"Then that settles it. Feeling more relaxed now?" he teased.
Rias smiled, tension fading. "Actually, I do feel better. Okay, I'm going to sleep now!"
"Like I'd let you sleep just yet."
Draconis Yi pulled her close, rolling together until the world faded away—two souls tangled in warmth and laughter, drifting off at last in contented embrace…
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