Chapter 57

-Kiba Private Mansion-

Asia lay peacefully on the futon, a gentle smile gracing her face, unaware of the danger lurking nearby. Kalawarna, dressed in a maid outfit, kept a watchful eye on her charge, a mix of frustration and conflicted emotions gnawing at her.

Her mission was clear: she was supposed to eliminate Asia, yet she found herself compelled to protect her instead. The irony of the situation weighed heavily on Kalawarna's mind as she struggled with her conflicting desires.

Feeling overwhelmed, Kalawarna couldn't help but harbor dark thoughts. "I wish I could end him," she muttered, thinking about Kiba, the source of her frustration. Suddenly, a mysterious tattoo on her skin began to glow, causing an electrifying surge of pain throughout her body.

Gritting her teeth to endure the discomfort, Kalawarna clenched her fists and vowed, "That guy! One day, I'll make you regret everything you've done to me."

While Kalawarna kept a watchful eye on the slumbering Asia, in another room of the mansion, Kiba and Viser indulged in a passionate embrace, seeking pleasure in each other's company.

Viser and Kiba's passionate embrace saw their tongues entwined and their hands exploring each other's bodies. But after a few minutes, they pulled away, leaving a trail of saliva connecting them.

With a sly grin, Kiba teased, "Here I thought you hated me."

Viser's arms were wrapped around his neck as she retorted, "Shut up! You're the one who makes me feel this way. You come close and then push me away, and now you bring a whore into the mix? It's frustrating!"

Kiba acknowledged her feelings, saying, "Alright, I'll try to spend more time with you." He gently placed Viser's head against his chest, trying to soothe her.

Yearning for more, Viser looked into his eyes and asked, "Can we have sex tonight? I've been holding back for so long. Please, Master."

But Kiba had other responsibilities. "No, I have to train," he regretfully explained. "My life depends on my strength, and if I falter, it could be at stake. I'm sorry, but time is precious."

Perplexed, Viser questioned, "What do you mean?"

"I might face a life-threatening situation tomorrow if I don't improve," Kiba confessed. "So, I must focus on my training. Until then, see you, Viser," he said, gently breaking free from her embrace.

Before Kiba could teleport away, Viser dashed towards him and leaped, finding herself caught in his arms. They shared a final passionate kiss, savoring the moment before parting ways.

After a while, Kiba finally teleported back to Rias Mansion.

Viser licked her lips, a hint of satisfaction evident on her face. "He's quite the kisser. I wonder what other skills he possesses in bed," she mused to herself.

As she left the room, she unexpectedly encountered Kalawarna, who seemed puzzled by Viser's behavior. Annoyed, Viser thought, 'What does this girl want from me?'

Kalawarna couldn't help but question, "I thought he had forced you to become his slave. Why are you so obedient and following his will?"

Viser sighed, gently touching her neck, revealing the mysterious tattoo. "Fighting back is futile. The only way to break free is to grow stronger, but catching up to him seems impossible," she explained.

Understanding the dilemma, Kalawarna couldn't argue. "So, you've decided to let him control us, knowing he only wants to protect the little nun and this place," she summarized.

Viser nodded, a hint of resignation in her smile. "Indeed, it's not like he restricts our freedom. For now, it's best to let him be."

But Kalawarna remained determined. "No, I won't accept this fate. Azazel-sama will help me break free from his influence," she declared with confidence.

Amused by her friend's resolve, Viser smiled and simply said, "Good luck with that." The future was uncertain, and each of them had their own path to walk, with Kiba's actions leaving a lasting impact on their destinies.

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Somewhere in Kuoh forest,

As Kiba practiced his sword skills with Yamato, he felt a rush of excitement as he decided to try out the Sandanzuki technique he had learned from Souji Okita. As he swung his blade, the air seemed to split, giving rise to three sets of shockwaves that surged through the surroundings, causing a whirlwind of devastation.

"Whoa, did I just unleash that much power?" Kiba questioned, his voice tinged with both amazement and uncertainty. He couldn't believe the sheer force he had just unleashed.

'That's a lot of damage,' Kiba thought to himself, slightly taken aback by the sight of the aftermath.

Acknowledging the significant impact of Yamato on his abilities, Kiba grinned and said, "Looks like Yamato is quite the partner in enhancing my skills. We make a great team!"

With a glint of curiosity in his eyes, Kiba pondered, "Now, what kind of new sword should I create? I want something that truly reflects my style and strengths."

Feeling a bit overwhelmed by the idea, he couldn't help but contemplate, 'Maybe I could use some help with this. Hmm... I've got an idea! What if I had an assistant to collaborate with on my Sacred Gear? Let's create an AI sword that can complement my techniques!'

[ Begin the process... ]

[ Please name the sword... ]

[ Lumina... ]

[ Naming the sword "Lumina" received ]

[ .... ]

[ 3% ]

Satisfied with his progress, Kiba gazes up at the full moon, feeling a sense of determination surging within him.

"I need to be even better prepared for the upcoming enemy," he says to himself, taking a deep breath and steadying his focus. His grip on Yamato tightens as he adds, "I'm not stopping until my hands can't move anymore."

With unwavering resolve, Kiba begins his grueling training, slashing in every direction without pause – downward, upward, left, right, and diagonally. The intensity of his efforts takes a toll, and after a few hours, his palms are already bleeding from the tight grip on the hilt.

Despite the pain, he pushes on, motivated by the lives of his brother and friends hanging in the balance. "Keep going, Kiba," he whispers through clenched teeth, driving himself onward.

As the pain becomes overwhelming, he finds solace in the symbiote sword residing within him, healing his wounds and fueling his resolve.

"ARGH!" Kiba shouts with sheer determination and, in a moment of intensity, accidentally unleashes Yamato's power, tearing through the fabric of space itself.

As Kiba faced the Dimensional Gap before him, he was taken aback to see someone dressed in resplendent gold, sitting and smirking at him. Though he couldn't hear their words, he could read their lips clearly.

"Pathetic, try again next time, Jack," the mysterious figure taunted.

Before Kiba could retort, the Dimensional Gap abruptly closed, enveloped by a forceful golden aura.

Confused and intrigued, Kiba couldn't make sense of what had just happened. "Wait, this doesn't make any sense. The only being that should reside in the Dimensional Gap is Great Red, so who is this person? And how do they know my name?" A myriad of questions swirled in his mind, leaving him perplexed by the stranger's sudden appearance.

The encounter had left Kiba with more questions than answers.