Chapter 102: The body falls, but the mind is strong

"I'm sorry but I can't repriciate-eeeeeeh?!"

"What are you doing, onii-chaaaan…?" A lecherous-looking woman with black wings asked as she was stroking a man's thigh while clinging to his waist. "Or are you just happy to see me?~"

"P-please, there is a process to this!" Michael of Heavens objected while he tried to 'fight' his way through the True God's cult which had swarmed him the moment he had picked Gabriel up and hoisted her on his shoulder once again.

Dominion Authority, which was floating above the struggling arch-angel, was looking at the group while tilting it's helmet-head-thing curiously.

Michael was feeling quite conflicted, and could have used his power to blast away the devils and Fallen who clung to him, turning them to ash. However, the situation wasn't something that warranted such extreme measures, not to mention that the cult was made of Father's diciples.

The thought caused all sorts of conflicting feelings to Michael, as he wondered if he was going against scripture by refusing what the cultists offered.

Normally there would be between zero and no chance of him being affected by something as simple as temptation of pleasures of flesh as he was far above them, not to mention that indulging in such a grave sin was utterly forbidden for Angels, who were supposed to be the guardians and shepherds of living beings and taking advantage of them was tantamount to Falling.

As such, engaging in acts like that was utterly alien to Michael, but the fact the 'True God's church' engaged in such activities with reckless abandon and with zero shame made Michael extremely conflicted, when he contrasted the fact with what he knew about 'True God', or rather, 'God'. '...Is this what Father intends for us? ...Am I a heretic by refusing these 'gifts' I am offered?'

And as such, the normally emotionless and collected Arch-Angel felt like an innocent young boy who was both clueless and lost in a red-light district without his parents, but had something the occupants wanted, based on the looks the courtesans sent him.

A devil-girl with a truly exceptional bust reached to pull Michael's robes down, and the arch-angel blushed to his eyebrows while pushing the girl off and pulling his robes back up.

Unfortunately the motion caused Gabriel to slip off his shoulder, and a pair of handsome devil men grabbed her before beginning to disrobe her… Only for the Dominion Authority to reach down and pick the comparatively tiny arch-angel up by the back of her flowy dress, holding her out of reach.

"It is unbecoming to assault upon the unconscious. The Light of Momon was too strong for her mind, respect your fellow disciples." The massive angel's voice was reprimanding and the pair of male devils blushed and bowed deep in embarrassment and shame, and were suddenly tied to a 'seiza' position with massive gravestones placed on their laps reading 'Horny Jail'.

"I- um, please, everyone-!" Michael struggled a bit as the floating angel moved to glide off with the unconscious now-Fallen Angel held carefully in it's gauntlet, leaving Michael in an ever-growing pile of increasingly horny Fallen Angels and Devils. "Practise what you preach, please, everyone!"

"You're perfectly conscious, fellow disciple. Let go of your hesitation and the Old Ways. Embrace the Lord's will." The massive angel remarked offhandedly, causing Michael to blush to his eyebrows in combination embarrassment and outrage, while his mind was beginning to go to dangerous places from the fact the fellow angel with white wings could suggest something utterly outrageous with a straight 'face' and wasn't struck down by lightning or didn't have its wings turn black.

Yet, the Dominion Authority wasn't struck down by God's System, which meant that He effectively sanctified the angel's words, and thus caused Michael's head to start spinning both from the 'order' and from the warmth and fragrance of the girls that were now practically swarming around him and were reaching to touch him.

The man's robes fell off as a pair of petite devil girls lunged at him, causing Michael to let out a 'eep' noise before there was a flurry of feathers and then all sorts of lewd noises as the Arch-Angel disappeared under the pile of cultists.

"Dad! Heeeeeelppp!" The resolve he might have had cracked instantly as Michael felt all sorts of inappropriate touches.

"Ohoho?! Michael-oniichan is so frisky… Iyaan~" A lewd sound came from a woman nearby and Michael realized that he had grasped upon the breast of a nearby Fallen woman in his attempt to pull himself out of the pile.

"I'm sor- ueh?!" Michael then looked down as he felt odd below his waist, and saw… lewd things happening down below as the pair of petite devil-girls 'went to work'. "U-um, I do not consen-umnmgh?"

A pair of massive breasts that impacted against him and began smushing Michael's head between them smothered whatever speech that might have come out of him. And with that, his reason as well.

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"Ha!" A man celebrated as he put a golden dagger into the breast pocket of his suit, which was in turn a pocket dimension he had made for storing his inventions.

Azazel, the Governor of Fallen Angels hid his raven-black wings as he landed on the soil of Underworld after managing to shake off Beelzebub's neutralizing concoction.

Sirzechs might have managed to sneak up on him and clobber him on the back of his head, and Beelzebub might have been able to tranquilize Azazel twice in a row, but the moment Beelzebub allowed the tranquilized to lapse and wasn't around to block his escape Azazel bolted for it.

A couple of devil guards weren't nearly enough to stop Azazel once he stimmed himself up with his self-made wake-up and go-juice concoction, and broke out of the hastily-made holding facility somewhere in the Underworld.

He could tell that he was in the Underworld by the fact the sky had a sun, and he recognized multiple flora that didn't survive in the Human World due to the fact the plants drew from Underworld's energies to grow.

That being said, the plants had begun to wilt, cluing Azazel to the possibility that something serious might have happened. In addition to the disaster that was currently unfolding in the Human World.

"Hm… Now then…" Azazel brought up his wristwatch, and the screen popped off to let a small mini-radar dish rise into view and begin spinning in its attempt to find Fallen Angels. "Huh, a lot of guys are gathered over there…"

Azazel nodded to himself as he set off to sneak-slash-fly out of the ruins of the holding facility just in time to catch a glimpse of Beelzebub who seemed to be flying back to the ruined facility with limp Sirzechs on his shoulders.

'Ha! Serves him right…' Azazel could guess who would have rendered Sirzechs into the condition he was in, and had caused Beelzebub to gain utterly insane expression. 'That being said, it doesn't look Beelzebub-kun is interested in taking captives anymore…'

So instead of dilly-dallying and potentially getting killed Azazel set off to find the Fallen while doing his best to be sneaky. 'Now then… Why does this radar sense a pair of really powerful Fallen Angels in addition to me? Shemhazai should still be in the Human World, and while Baraqiel explains one of the signatures, who is the other one?'

A couple of pocket-wormholes, moments of flight, some sneaking, a quick dip to the lake to lose scent, and a few tactical rolls later Azazel found himself near a lakeside church of peculiar design.

The wristwatch let out a 'ping' sound and Azazel brought it up again to see that it was now showing 'Three' 'strong' Fallen Angels in the area in addition to himself. "Huh, Kokabiel-kun is in Cocytus, or I guess Beelz-tan stuffed him there… So who could the third one be? Nay, who are the other two beside me and Baraqiel?"

Azazel glanced up as the massive doors of the church opened, and saw as a massive angel the kind of which had fought in Kuoh glided out of the door.

The angel was holding on to an unconscious woman with black wings… And Azazel's eyes almost bulged out of their sockets as he spotted Gabriel, who had clearly Fallen.

"Enter, o fellow disciple…" The massive angel seemed to have come to greet Azazel specifically.

"Uh, right." Azazel was starting to feel a bit weirded out, but put contacting Baraqiel on back foot for now as the wristwatch told him that there were more Fallen Angels inside the Church, as paradoxical as it sounded. '...Come to think of it, I think some of the ladies and gentlemen were pop's new cult without knowing that the 'True God' is actually just 'God' with different brand name and logo to avoid trademark lawsuits or something, is this church a front of that or something?'

Azazel took a few steps in, noting that quite a few Fallen seemed to be enjoying themselves in quite physical fashion… And paused as he saw that Devils seemed to be quite happily engaging both each other and the Fallen in much the same physical intercourse.

The way the old bitter enemies engaged each other in utterly reckless and unprotected sex caused Azazel to pause just a bit, before his attention was caught by something ahead.

There seemed to be a particularily large and sweaty pile of women around the center of the 'church'... And as soon as Azazel noticed it, a shape burst out of it.

"Phwaaah! Air!" Michael of Heavens, utterly stark-naked and covered in hickey-marks, breathed out in relief.

Then the Arch-Angel spotted Michael.

Michael and Azazel stared at each other.

Azazel glanced upwards at the wings extruding from Michael's back, and then returned his eyes to Michael's.

Indeed, there were massive black wings sprouting from Michael's back.

Michael seemed to notice them as well, paled, and then let out a small, cute sound as one of the devil ladies in the pile reached to nibble on one of the wings.

Azazel lifted his eyebrows while bunching his hands up and leaning on his other feet.

Michael blushed.

Azazel sighed and reached to rub his temple, before starting to walk towards the Fallen Arch-Angel.

"Kyaah, are they going to kiss?" A devil-girl whispered to a Fallen girl nearby, and the Fallen blushed to her eyebrows even though the two girls were scissoring already. "Hot bl action inbound!"

"Azazel-sama… You can't… Azazel-sama is for girls only…" Another tall Fallen with prim-and-proper looking hair and glasses seemed to be heating up to a critical degree and covered her face with her hands, but left a quite sizable gap between her fingers to peek through. Although the proper-looking Fallen Angel's expression might have seemed more genuine if she wasn't getting pumped from behind at the same time by a small and cute-looking devil boy.

Azazel walked closer to Michael, and put his hand on Michael's shoulder.

Michael seemed to hear the increasingly lewd whispers around them as well, and saw a few girls who had started to touch themselves while looking at the two leaders of their respective factions, and the black-winged Arch-Angel blushed even harder to the point his face started to resemble a ripe strawberry.

"Michael-kun… I expect you to call me Azazel-sama from now on." Azazel pat Michael on the shoulder, causing some of the girls to let out all sorts of lewd sounds alongside whispering stuff like 'Kyaah, Azazel-sama is the dom and Michael-san is sub!'.

"That being said…" Azazel continued despite the whispers. "I really want to punch you in the face right now, you know, for all those times you lectured me for 'Falling' over something as 'trivial' as a night with a human woman. But at the moment- Let's just say that we're partners in crime now, and all is forgiven? I can be a forgiving person if it's for the sake of the peace I cherish, you know."

Michael opened his mouth, as if he wasn't sure what to say and had an expression that was at the same time surprised, outraged, confused, and all of that while he was clearly embarrassed out of his mind.

Azazel wondered if the way Michael had Fallen had resulted in all of the Arch-Angel's pent-up emotions getting released at once. Indeed, it looked like Michael was about to choke, so Azazel just patted Michael on the back a few times and then pushed him back into the pile of girls who practically swarmed over the leader (or was it ex-leader) of Heavens faction.

It looked like the Fallen and Devils took great joy in 'corrupting' the 'innocent' leader of Heavens, which did make sense to Azazel as from the Fallen point of view corrupting Michael was akin to humping the ultimate forbidden fruit, and he guessed that devils would practically revel at a chance to 'defile' something as innocent and pure as Michael.

'Well, with those two among our rank, the future of Fallen Angels looks bright…' Azazel paused to rub a Fallen Angel girl on the head as she had snuck behind him during the brief 'talk' Azazel had with Michael. 'That being said, Sirzechs and Beelzebub made some damning claims, even though both proved to be traitors to the peace we tried to forge… There's no way that He is Hastur… right?'

The girl Azazel was patting let out a content 'umuu' sound from the headpats and the room looked just a tiny bit brighter, possibly because of the joyful expression on the girl's face… Before she was joined by quite a few other women who looked positively thirsty after Azazel's announcement of forgiveness and peace.

Azazel realized that he had been surrounded.

"I suppose pop's cult has its good points. I'm a fan." So, instead of fighting against fate, Azazel just tilted his head and shrugged his shoulders while sighing theatherically. "In for a penny, in for a pound, I guess."

And so the swarm came.

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Kuroka was hugging Koneko for dear life.

She knew that it was a useless gesture, as the Supreme Being had shown her mere hours ago that he could easily take Koneko's place with moment's notice and whisk Koneko away to who-knows-where. 'Could it be that He made Koneko a Rook precisely so that he could perform Castling on her? Did he plan this far ahead? The Overlord General, the things it implied… No, of course He must have planned this far ahead. The Supreme Being knows all, sees all, hears all, and all creation dances on the palm of his hands…'

"It's alright, nee-san. You don't have to use Senjutsu again. Everything will be alright." Koneko tried to reassure Kuroka in her adorable, emotionless way that came off as both stern and cute. In response Kuroka just hugged Koneko harder. "Perv-mon-kun won't get his hands on you again… I'll defend you from him. He's scary, but I think he'll listen to me… So you don't have to shake so hard. If the worst-case scenario comes I'll just whack him over the head with a fan and then tell Rias to lecture him… That seems to work."

Kuroka wanted to grab Koneko and run away, or try to cover Koneko's mouth so she couldn't speak like how she had just spoken about the Supreme Being, but right now she was way too scared to even think properly. 'That… That was real, the Supreme Being took me, in that garden… What is the meaning of that? The Overlord General was never interested in that… I thought it was a dream… Is he trying to court me? Why'd he be interested in me? Senjutsu? He must know Koneko has it as well… Does he know I resisted his mind-control? Is this a test?'

The possibilities running through Kuroka's head caused it to spin with possibilities that practically caused her to jump in joy, and at the same time feel absolute despair. '...He can grant all of my dreams, all of my desires, with the flick of a wrist… Or cast all I hold dear and hope for to an eternal despair and torment with the same ease…'

"I'll have a talk with perv-kun." Koneko seemed to mistake Kuroka's tightening grip as surfacing trauma over the physical interaction the Supreme Being had with her mere hours ago.

Indeed, the two nekoshou sisters were still in the comfy lounge where they had been left when the rest of the group of devils introduced to Kuroka as 'Momon's Peerage' had filed out, and the Supreme Being had instructed Koneko to look after Kuroka and had then asked Kuroka to not attempt to run away, again.

As if Kuroka could even walk properly for the next few days, much less run, as she could barely feel much less move anything below her waist. Not to mention that her belly felt like it would burst at slightest provocation thanks to the amount of 'fillings' 'Momon' had stuffed her with.

She blushed a bit as she remembered the crazed, heated haze her mind had gone into upon being quite literally bred by 'Momon' in a frenzy.

"No… It's… um…" Kuroka stammered as Koneko glanced at Kuroka's expression, and the little sister's expression darkened in turn. "Please, Koneko… just stay with me…"

"...Why did you come back? What happened?" Koneko seemed to let the issue drop for now, allowing Kuroka to breathe easier.

"It, It is a long story, and it doesn't matter… I'm here now. Please don't go away…" Kuroka felt the shakes returning as Koneko's innocent and reasonably question brought the tortures she had undergone back to the forefront of her mind.

"In the past, you killed your master… And… I would have been killed by the devils if the Gremory family didn't take me under their wing." Koneko's tone was reproachful. "Why'd you do it? Why'd you…"

"To protect you, Koneko… Our past master wanted to experiment on you. I had awakened Senjutsu, but yours was dormant so he wanted to open you up in an attempt to understand how Senjutsu worked. He called you 'spare parts'..." Kuroka latched onto the memory which was pleasant in comparison to what the Overlord General had forced her to undergo. "I killed him, and fled. I tried to get you away as well, but the devils were too fast. So I left a message to Gremory, who I knew by rumor had unusually warm relationships with their Peerages… I hoped one of their Kings would take you under their wing, because of the power of Senjutsu that you had but couldn't bring out, making you both a potential asset while not being a threat to their heirs... I know the other devils would have killed you for association with me if I couldn't manage to retrieve you or get you to a Peerage…"

"I… see." Koneko paled a bit as she heard the reason why Kuroka had turned Stray and had committed a crime severe enough to classify her as SSS-class criminal in the Underworld- That was, 'kill on sight' enemy that was to be executed as soon as possible, with a hefty reward paid to anyone who'd manage to do so. "So… You're saying you did all of that to protect me?"

"I did. I wanted you to live, to have a future. I knew I could survive, even as a Stray… But you couldn't survive as a lab animal, nor was it a life worth living if you could. I had seen the horrors, the malformed abominations and chimeras Master had made from 'lesser beings', from people and creatures the devils considered to be below them." Kuroka's voice was resolute, even if her body still shook. '...Was that also part of the Supreme Being's plan? To save Koneko back then? I want to believe that my message to Gremory worked, but… I… don't think that Supreme Being was the one who influenced the Gremory to take Koneko in, but I can't discount the possibility… How long has he been in this world? The fact he decided to reveal himself now, even through proxy and using a fake name, doesn't mean he couldn't have pulled the strings from the shadows for years or even millenia…'

A small body pressed against Kuroka's, and Kuroka looked down to see that Koneko had turned around and was hugging Kuroka while having her face against Kuroka's chest. "That… I didn't know…Neesan… Thank you…"

"I love you, Koneko." Kuroka hugged her beloved little sister back, and the two stayed like that for a long while.

At least until both girl's stomachs let a gurgle in unison, reminding both that neither had eaten for a while- In case of Kuroka, for days, and for Koneko, hours.

Both blushed a bit, and Kuroka blushed even harder as Koneko lugged her on her shoulders as she couldn't walk.- even if the carrying looked quite comedical on the account that Koneko was short and had only faint curves, and Kuroka was quite the opposite of both.

"I think there's something to snack on in the kitchen…" Koneko moved off while Kuroka felt both embarrassed and glad while she snuck her hands together, as she had seen a young devil girl do once before.

It hadn't worked before, but…

'Please, please… Let this peaceful moment continue forever…'

The thought was like a prayer.

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Momonga felt quite resigned as he moved to a lounge which opened to a balcony, and had relocated to the calm location both in order to catch a moment of rest and to think about his next move.

At least, that was what he had in mind as he explained the idea to Rias who was holding his hand with a grip that was quite strong, and the girl looked like she'd be more willing to lose the hand altogether than let go of him.

It looked like Rias would not be persuaded to let go of him, so he had just decided to bring her with him since Momonga didn't want to bother himself and make some half-hearted excuses to get Rias to go away somewhere.

The rest of the Peerage had more or less gone to mingle about, with the exception of Rias and Akeno who had stuck to Momonga like glue. While Rias's clinginess didn't surprise Momonga anymore, the fact Akeno had an odd expression on her face was causing him quite a bit of discomfort.

"Haa… It feels quite strange, you know?" Rias sighed as she sat beside Momonga on a comfy couch and had put her legs on a legrest.

The girl looked utterly tired both mentally and physically and had basically slouched on the couch and leaned against Momonga's host body's side in a manner that was both quite intimate and relaxed.

Momonga didn't dislike the soft feeling, but he didn't really feel like talking about things so he just let out a small affirmative grunt while looking up at the slowly setting sun of the Underworld.

"Just half a day or so ago… We were on that train, heading for the Human World. I hoped that everything would go well, that the bigshots and nii-sama would talk about faction relations and finally sign some kind of truce, and that'd be it…" Rias continued while looking at the sunset as well. "Ha… I never could have imagined that it'd go like this…"

"Gnoooo…. Gnooo…." Momonga sighed as he realized that he couldn't get any real thinking done when Ddraig was sleeping and snoring, so instead he reached to stroke the Rias's head as he figured that she needed some sort of reassurance on the account that she was looking like her mind would break if even a tiny bit more stress was added to it. '...I suppose I can just scheme when they're asleep, Ddraig will probably wake up soon from the afternoon nap… Then again, I started to 'sleep' recently as well, although not quite the same way as when I was just Suzuki Satoru… Hm… This might pose a problem…'

"Akeno?" Rias tilted her head a bit after a moment of relaxing to take a look at the raven-black haired girl who looked quite nervous for some reason. "What's wrong?"

"Rias… It's about my family. You know all there is to know about me, and I've told our old Peerage members about my secret… but Momon-san… ahem… With Baraqiel-san in the picture, I can't just postpone telling you about it." Akeno looked away, sighed, and then looked at Momonga with serious eyes. "Momon-san. Do you know about my bloodline?"

"Ah, Baraqiel-san explained the gist of it. We met a moment ago and had a small talk." Momonga nodded, and Akeno paled a bit while her demeanor changed from resolute to nervous. "That you're a Fallen and Devil hybrid, or something like that. What about it? Ah, I happened to tell Baraqiel-san that you were part of my, umu, harem… I mean, with Rias's and your, um… A-anyway, he passed out, but I put a blanket on him so he should be fine…"

"T-that's it? You're not angry that I've kept the fact I'm half Fallen Angel, half Devil from you?" Akeno asked while her lower lip quivered a bit, and it looked like she had ignored Momonga's increasingly babbly explanations. "I…"

"I don't see how it is a problem, hm? Besides, aren't devil-fallen really rare? That makes you unique and valuable." Momonga calmed himself and then spoke again, wondering for a moment if Akeno was actually a rare specimen. 'Huh, my collector's instincts are flaring up again… Although I feel like Akeno might be a bit offended if I thought of her as a collectible…'

The girl in question was starting to shake a bit, and Momonga turned his head to the side when he felt a pinch on his cheek. And saw that Rias had a smile on her face, but there was a small vein pulsing on her forehead. "You know, you'll have to take responsibility if you say that to Akeno. And I'll just go ahead and take Baraqiel-sama's place to say that I'll make you regret it if you make Akeno cry."

"Eh?" However, before Momonga could properly comprehend what was happening Akeno had already leaned in and had kissed him on the forehead.

"Thank you… for accepting me. I'm sorry that I didn't tell you about it earlier- Even if you knew about it already. Knowing how you've acted until now I hoped that it wouldn't be a problem, but… Hope is a poor substitute for trust." Akeno nodded seriously, her usual teasy and amused attitude making way for more serious expressions as the issue seemed to have plagued her for a long while.

"Do not worry about it. Besides, I talked with Baraqiel and found some things… Apparently you two had a bad relationship after a certain tragedy in your family?" Momonga moved on, although the words he spoke caused Akeno to pale.

"That… man… is not someone I consider my father." Akeno looked away.

"Hm… In that case I'll not pry further. But on a tangentially related matter, I learned that your mother had passed away from Baraqiel. I planned on resurrecting her as soon as someone finds her body." Momonga moved on as he figured that Akeno would have wanted to know about his plan. "I feel like Baraqiel-san might have wanted to be the one to tell you that, but it feels cruel to keep that information from y- mmmbh?"

His words were drowned out, this time by a pair of soft lips on his. 'Uh… '

Momonga reached to stroke Akeno's hair as she was currently kissing him on the lips. 'Right. Well… Umu… I get that Akeno would be grateful, I guess I just didn't think she'd be feeling strong enough to break up with Rias… Or, then again, we're in this harem together so it's not a one-or-other deal.'

"Whankh yoush…" Akeno's thankful words were smushed due to being breathed out from between two pairs of lips, but Momonga got the gist of it.

It wasn't as if Suzuki Satoru didn't find Akeno fascinating, if only because of his preferences regarding the size of women's breasts and Akeno's acting as a traditional japanese woman that scratched his 'japanese salaryman' itch.

Suzuki realized that he and Issei might have more in common than he thought, and was promptly horrified.

The part of him that was Momonga however warned him against excess in both pleasure and stress, as without [Emotion Suppression] he'd be more vulnerable to mental manipulation. And losing control had already cost him a Pawn Piece as he had brought Rossweisse into his Peerage by vengeful impulse, and then followed by him being succumbed to the cumulative effect of hundred or so tantric energy boosters.

He wondered if he still had some circulating in his system though, as Akeno's body was feeling quite pleasant and soft against him, and the fact Rias was squishing herself against him from the side wasn't making him feel worse either. 'Well, I suppose I should write off the rest of the day… The angels are getting bodies from Kuoh, my summons are more or less handling things, and… um… The Underworld's politics should probably be alright?'

Momonga thought abit more on the matter of Underworld's armies while he kept the kiss up with Akeno in order to get some time to think. 'At least I don't think that Asmodeus's army marches to Phenix territory this instant, since Beelzebub betrayed Sirzechs so I imagine their ranks are a bit scattered right now. Not to mention that since the Pillars are dead, who I believe were their highest ruling organ, they're going to be in a disarray to get new leaders from among the ranks of the surviving families… And from what I managed to memorize of Underworld's devil families, most of them didn't have fully prepared heirs who could inherit the role of the family's head with ease, outside Sitri, Bael and some others...'

'That being said, our combat strength should be adequate to form a defensive line and win against the Underworld's armies as the defender always has an absurd advantage if they can prepare a battlefield… Assuming the Underworld's main army attacks Phenix grounds over us being 'Strays' right now… ' Momonga made a quick contingency plan, just in case. 'Beelzebub and Asmodeus would pose a problem, but I think Serafall has defected to my side, something which I'm glad about, so I should be able to gather up Michal-san and Gabriel and fight one of the Maous three-on-one while Serafall keeps the other occupied until I manage to defeat the one I'm fighting'

'...Assuming, of course, that the 'real devil' faction is willing to continue the conflict… I've somehow fooled Heavens and Fallen into believing that I'm their leader with amnesia, so as long as I keep up the grand act I should have reliable allies.. I really need to put more skill levels to 'Actor' at this rate…' Momonga felt that he had a fairly solid contingency plan, and thus allowed his 'fleshy' self to take over and tie his hands around Akeno's back before drawing her deeper into his embrace. '...I didn't just make a procrastinating contingency plan so I could screw around with Akeno… did I?'

He glanced to the side to check Rias's reaction as he figured that Rias might be quite upset if her lover was engaging in such actions in front of her, something that Momonga realized he should have taken into account for Akeno as well… And saw that Rias was smiling in a fond way while watching Momonga and Akeno kiss.

"I'll allow it!" Rias pointed her finger at Momonga, and then flicked the finger against Momonga's nose as the kiss broke in order for both of the participants to turn their heads towards Rias. "But if you break Akeno I'll get mad so be gentle with her."

"Ufufufu… How generous, Rias-chan. But I'm not sure I subscribe to the 'gentle' approach…" Akeno pulled back and the usual teasy smile returned to her lips. "I thought you'd pout and get angry. You seemed okay with the other girls indulging in Momon-san, but I figured he'd be off-limits for me…"

"Well… I guess it's not the first time for something like this to happen. Besides, you're my dear friend and Queen… no, a fellow Peerage member." Rias sighed and bunched her arms. "If there was someone I'd wholeheartedly allow into our mess of a relationship for real it'd be you, assuming that you wanted to enter… I mean, technically you're already in it but not really, I guess?"

"You were quite jealous when it was Issei, you know…" Akeno noted, and Rias blushed.

"I-Issei was my first crush, kinda, so it's natural! that I didn't want to share him!" Rias waved her hands at Akeno, and Akeno sighed. "Momon is different!"

"Umu…" Momonga coughed slightly, unsure what to think about the subject matter of the moment.

"Ah, it's not that I don't like you, Momon! Erm, or, ahem… Y-you're not entirely Issei, right? You said that yourself, so… um… I started to respect your decision and try not to think of you as Issei- ah, that's not- N-nevermind!" Rias blushed and stammered something incomprehensible. "I got scared by Sirzechs-niisama's theory earlier, and started to think something bad… Sorry… I didn't have faith in you… So call this my way of trying to make up for it?"

"It's alright." Momonga sighed. '...I have no clue what she's talking about.'

So instead of talking, he just let his metaphorical brains rest for now while his organic 'brains' took over, and brought Akeno's head closer to his so the two's lips touched once again in what he hoped to be a gentle, loving manner.

"Ara, Momon-kun is assertive… Iyan…" Akeno breathed past the lips before letting obscene sounds as she was hugging Momonga and running her fingers across his scalp, all the while Momonga was hugging her in turn and was stroking her butt. "How lewd… Ufufufu… I think I'm going to get gobbled up…"

"Momon-kuuun…" Rias drawled her voice just a bit to remind Momonga not to goverboard, and so instead of indulging too much he swore that he'd stop after a round. Or two, or three, assuming the ridiculous amount of Boosters he had to consume to get his 'mana' level to combat standard were still partially floating around in his system.

"Iyaan… Nooo~ My mind will break if you kiss me this hard~" Akeno let out a cute sound as she grind herself against Momonga's hips, as if it was something that was extremely fragile, and Rias let out a groan for some reason. "Kyaaa~ Momon-kun is too rough~ My body can't take this~"

"You're letting those sounds just to screw with my head, aren't you, A-ke-no-chan?" Rias seemed to have a vein pulsing on her forehead.

"Ufufufu, Rias-chan is observative as always… Momon-kun, you can be a bit rough with me. I won't break. And perhaps I'll let those kinds of sounds for real, like those other girls you've had in your bed…" Akeno snapped out of her 'act' instantly and chuckled a bit to Rias's direction after pulling out of the kiss and putting a finger on Momonga's host body's lips to stall him. "Ara, won't you join us as well, Rias-chan? The view from this balcony is a bit risque for these kinds of acts, but I can tell that you're interested…"

'...Come to think of it, if someone was spying on us from afar they'd see right through to this lounge since it is more like a balcony…' Momonga felt a bit paranoid and scanned the landscape visible from the lounge with his eyes, but nonetheless kept going with the act. 'Uwah… For some reason I feel like someone is always watching me when I do this kind of stuff…'

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Yasaka waved her tails subtly as she lay on her stomach on the roof of a balcony and stared at a makeup mirror which she used to peek into the balcony below, with the intention of trying to find out what kind of person Momon was in private and if she could trust him even the slightest bit to become a step-father for Kunou. '...For some reason I feel called out…'