Underworld Wrestling Entertainment

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The Gamers Guide to Necromancy, Remastered

Chapter 06: Underworld Wrestling Entertainment

— Kuro —

You know, sometimes the rewards I get from defending my lair are rather bizarre.

[Lactate]

Causing the female target to begin to heavily lactate, leaking breast milk.

I mean, realistically, what the actual fuck am I supposed to do with this? I suppose that's the issue with having Eromancy, it dilutes the pool with 'fun' spells instead of actually useful ones.

I suppose I could use it on Raynare for entertainment but it's not like it's actually usefu-

Kuro, you moron, you're an Alchemist. The three hot fallen angels in your basement are magical creatures, therefore their breast milk will be a magical ingredient, right?

Right?

Fuck it, only one way to find out.

— Mittelt —

Watching Raynare squirm for hours, being denied climax after climax had almost made being trapped here worth it. The older fallen had always been so incredibly smug about how she was more powerful than the others.

Raynare was very much a weak Fallen, it just happened that she was more powerful than her, Kalawarner and Dohnaseek and she enjoyed flexing 'power' as often as she could since there were so very few people she could claim to be stronger than.

It made Raynare unbearable at times, whenever anything went wrong Raynare would take her frustration out on them because they were the only people she could lord her meagre power over.

So seeing Raynare reduced to this was highly cathartic, Kuro had left them for seemingly hours, maybe even a full day at this point as Raynare whimpered and pleaded through her gag, constantly on the edge of climax but never getting the relief she so desperately needed.

The door to their cell opening drew all their attention, Kuro sauntering in with a smug smile as Raynare stared at him desperately, clearly amused by how Raynare was looking at him.

"Sorry, Ray-Ray, I totally forgot about you. I've been busy, you know how it is," Kuro said lazily, walking towards her as he reached down and undid her gag, leaving it hanging around her neck as she gasped.

"P-puhlease, let me cum," Raynare, the prideful power hungry bitch, begged, wiggling her ass as she stared up at him desperately. "You can fuck me, use me, treat me like a cheap whore, just please let me cum already."

Mittelt laughed quietly at Raynare's desperation, making Raynare toss a hateful glare towards her.

"You know, you Fallen are interesting. I know you're fairly weak in the grand scheme of things but I figured you'd last longer than this before you broke," Kuro said easily, looking down at Raynare.

Raynare scowled angrily at his insults, but she was too horny to actually try and argue.

"Fallen Angels are creatures of sin, we aren't known for our great restraint," Dohnaseek explained easily. "It's no wonder that this… method of torture is so effective."

"Fair enough," Kuro chuckled, looking back at Raynare. "Honestly, if this is what a single day does to you I'm tempted to leave you for a week or so, see just how desperate you can truly be."

Raynare shuddered in genuine fear at Kuro's idle words, considering what it would be like to experience this for an entire week.

"N-no, please. I'm sorry, I'll be more respectful from now on, you've made your point," Raynare begged.

Raynare was obviously lying. She was desperate but she wasn't broken. Raynare would never be truly respectful to a human, one she saw as weaker than her, she was truly coping and making excuses for why she lost to a mere human.

"Won't it be boring for you to just watch when you could play, let me cum and I'll show you just why Fallen Angel's are known for being sensual beings," Raynare pleaded, her words obviously hurting her pride. "M-make me earn it, pull out your fat cock and fuck my face, I'll worship your cock and show you why how obedient I can be."

Seeing Raynare lowering herself to this was incredibly entertaining, and she didn't want to see this come to an end.

"If you leave her like this, I'll fuck you," Mittelt offered, making Raynare turn to her in disbelief and anger. "I guarantee I'm tighter than that slut. Plus Raynare hates being the submissive, I bet her oral is all teeth."

"Who the fuck asked you, you flat-chested bitch?" Raynare growled, much to Kuro's clear amusement. "Who'd want a girl like you over a woman like me?"

Mittelt scowled at Raynare's words, Raynare was well aware that she wasn't thrilled at being stuck in a body this small, but every angel was designed by their beloved father and they didn't get to change their looks, even when they fell. So when dear old dad decided she'd look like a child compared to the much more buxom angels and devils, that was the fate she was stuck with.

Hell, she fell because she took offence to a fucked up priest trying to take advantage of her when she was disguised as a human, believing her to be a defenceless child.

He was the rapist pedo but she was the bad one for putting him out of his misery? Heaven could fuck off, and so could her father.

Okay fine, maybe she went a little too far with the whole burning down the church with his congregation still inside it but frankly fuck them too, acting like she was the villain for killing their priest.

"Ladies, you're both beautiful, there's no need to argue," Kuro said with a smirk. "That said, I do like Mittelt more than you right now, she was so helpful when she threw you all under the bus and told me where I could find you, how many people I could expect. I do love a girl with self preservation."

Raynare's glare intensified, but Mittelt just scoffed.

"Don't give me that look, you'd have done the same. We got into this mess because you were too dumb to realise that your orders weren't from Lord Azazel, so convinced that you were so special that he'd give you secret orders when he probably doesn't even remember your name," Mittelt scoffed.

"Like you're one to talk, all I had to say was that Lord Azazel wanted you to kill Kuro and you rushed off without even questioning it," Raynare spat back. "Ignore her, Kuro, she's just a spiteful little bitch, I'm a far better lover than her. Just give me a chance to prove it."

"She's more experienced, definitely, how many of the exorcists did you spread your legs for? That's your favourite way to recruit people isn't it? On your back, like the cheap whore you are. Who knows what you'd catch from touching that diseased tramp," Mittelt scoffed back acidicly.

"Ha, the only reason you're less experienced is because it takes a certain… type of person to be interested in someone as childlike as you," Raynare shouted back. "And I am not that easy, as if I'd lower myself to sleeping with those mere humans-"

Raynare caught herself a second too late, making Kuro grin.

"Hi, mere human here, and that was mean Ray-Ray, don't bully Mittelt. Mittelt may be more petite but she hardly looks like a child," Kuro said scoldingly, his tone mocking. "What about you, Kala, you want to get in on this?"

"I see no reason to argue like children, you defeated us, and we are your prisoners. If you wish to make use of my body, that's your right as the victor and I will not resist, our fates are in your hands after all," Kalawarner said calmly, but of course she wasn't bothered.

Kalawarner was a masochistic slut, a complete sub who'd spread her legs for anyone stronger than her. Kuro won so Kala was his to use as far as she was concerned.

Kala's blank expression remained the same even as Kuro walked up to her, reaching forward and roughly groping one of Kala's large breasts, though her cheeks flushed slightly at the treatment.

Instead of complaining or trying to pull away, Kala pushed her chest forwards into his hand, her legs spreading just a little to expose her tight slit, dripping wet already.

It wasn't a surprise, the air in the dungeon did something to Fallen, Mittelt had been soaked herself the entire time. She'd actually managed to cum just by rubbing her thighs together, taking the edge off.

"You're a fun one, aren't you?" Kuro asked, amused at Kalawarner's submissive behaviour.

"I simply understand the situation. Raynare can make as many excuses as she wants but you beat us, and have us entirely at your mercy. We aren't a priority to Azazel, especially since if the orders truly didn't come from him then he has bigger issues than some low level expendable Fallen like us," Kala explained, her tone logical and relaxed despite the blatant molestation.

Her words made Raynare scowl, but Mittelt knew it was the truth. Any faked orders would have had to have come from a Cadre, and a traitorous Cadre was infinitely more important than some one-winged grunts.

"Until this meeting between you and Azazel happens, you are effectively our owner, our master," Kala continued, noticeably not mentioning the fact that she got off to the idea of being owned.

"He is not my master, Lord Azazel isn't going to leave us here for long, we-" Raynare started, before Mittelt cut in.

"Are nobodies, a bunch of one winged weaklings. If there were more Fallen, he wouldn't bother with us at all," Mittelt interrupted, she wasn't delusional enough to think she was actually important or powerful, not when she'd been beaten so pathetically easily.

"How dare you, you-"

"Girls, girls, there's no need to fight. The way I see it, you both have something you want. Ray-Ray wants to cum, Mittelt wants Ray-Ray to suffer-"

"My name is Raynare, not 'Ray-Ray'," Raynare barked out, the prideful bitch being truly incensed at this point.

Kuro simply spanked her harshly, making her yelp in surprise and anger, struggling in her restraints.

"As I was saying, Ray-Ray, you both have something you want and that gives me a wonderful idea. So, give me some time to set things up and we can settle this like reasonable adults."

What the hell was he planning?

— Ray-Ray —

How in the actual hell was this settling things like adults?!

She'd finally had the vibrators removed, and was allowed to dress again as she was forced into this outfit Kuro had procured from who knew where.

Wearing only a skin-tight pink latex bunny suit, she stood in the wrestling ring Kuro apparently just had sitting around for this kind of thing as Mittelt glared at her maliciously from across the ring.

Mittelt was wearing a matching outfit, though hers was in purple, both waiting for the 'fight' to start.

If she won, Kuro would let her cum and Mittelt would be the one placed in the stockade, if Mittelt won then Mittelt would get a reward she didn't know about yet, and Raynare was going back in the stockade.

If they refused to fight, they both went in the stockades until the meeting with Lord Azazel.

She was better than this. She shouldn't be reduced to fighting for Kuro's entertainment like this, her powers still sealed by the collar around her neck.

It would be purely a test of physical prowess, neither of them even having their enhanced strength and agility their race granted them, since that was from their magic, not their physical bodies.

She had no muscles to speak of, they were just two weak girls about to fight for his amusement, her eyes flickering to the cameras he'd set up.

Fine, she'd deal with this, Mittelt was at a massive disadvantage thanks to her small size, then the little bitch would see how she liked being the one tied up and constantly pleasured without ever getting to cum.

The bell ringing made her lunge forwards, ready to get some catharsis simply by beating the bratty blonde into the ground, but of course Kuro wasn't making things that easy.

Something suddenly coated the ring floor, making her lose her footing and slip, falling on her ass much to Mittelt and Kuro's amusement.

Was this fucking lubricant? She was going to do unholy things to Kuro once she got out of here, fuck killing him, he wouldn't get to die that easily.

As she tried to rise on the slippy ground, Mittelt simply tackled her, and it became apparent as they wrestled in the lube-coated arena that without their magic or weapons neither of them were particularly… capable.

Without their strength, spears or magic, the fight was reduced to hair pulling and scratching, Mittelt yanking down her bunny outfit, causing her breasts to bounce free, twisting one of her nipples as Raynare squealed as she realised something.

Kuro hadn't undone whatever he cast that made her more sensitive…

— Kuro —

Sorry, Ray-Ray, but I've already decided who is winning this fight. Bullying Raynare is cathartic since she dragged me into this mess in the first place by falling for those fake orders, now I have to deal with the Grigori because of her incompetence.

Was spending some of my very important gold on a fucking lubed-up wrestling ring necessary? Perhaps not but as I watch the surprisingly agile Mittelt pin Raynare down by simply sitting on her face, grinding her barely covered pussy against her former leader's face, I have to say it was worth it.

Mittelt has special orders, because she was a good girl who betrayed her fellow Fallen for me, and as long as she keeps behaving I'll reward her.

Pulling Raynare's bunny costume aside (conjure toy is versatile indeed), Mittelt starts to finger Raynare who immediately moans into Mittelt's barely-covered slit, still desperate for a release.

Speaking of a release, I look over to my side where Kalawarner stands next to me obediently as I sit in my 'vip box'.

Naturally, she's also in a bunny outfit because I find it funny.

"Kala, fetch me a drink," I order, watching her move to the bar (yes I splurged on dumb shit) and pour me a drink.

I've come to something of a decision after having fucking Lucifer show up at my house. This world is too dangerous, too many things could just whimsically end my second life and with that in mind, while I do need to get stronger I should enjoy my second life to its fullest.

If I spent the next year doing nothing but grinding, I'd probably still be mid to high tier in this world, but still be one annoyed overpowered bastard away from losing it all. I plan to try and fix that of course but this is an ecchi world and I plan to enjoy my time here.

She's an odd one, because Mittelt is eternally pissed off (it's just pointed at Ray-Ray right now), Raynare herself is prideful as fuck but Kala?

Taking the drink, I spread my legs and simply point down between them, watching Kalawarner drop to her knees immediately as she looks up at me patiently.

"I want some pleasure while I watch the show, put those fat tits to use," I demand, and without a word of complaint she deftly undoes my trousers and pulls out my cock, pulling the top of her bunny outfit down freeing her massive breasts and grabs them, pushing them together as she traps my cock between them, spitting down on her own cleavage to lubricate it.

She's got the biggest breasts of the three Fallen- oh wait there were four Fallen, I forgot about the dude. Eh, he's fine. Probably enjoying some peace and quiet.

But yeah, she's got the largest breasts of the three and she clearly knows how to use them as she puts her chest to work, leaning down to kiss and lick the tip of my cock as it peeks out of her cleavage without me needing to tell her.

"You know, I think I'm going to tell Azzy that I've decided to keep you," I say, watching as she looks up at me, golden eyes appearing indifferent to my words.

She pulls her head back up as she continues to massage my manhood with her tits.

"Such is your right, you won and spared our lives, so they're yours to do with as you please," Kalawarner replies impassively, but I know what I saw. She likes that, she enjoys the idea that she's the property of some human mage.

"Azzy will probably say something about how important every Fallen is since you're an endangered species and all that, but I'll do the proper thing and breed you a few times, that should make up for me keeping you as my own personal cocksleeve," I taunt, and I can feel the way her nipples harden at my words.

"I'm sure Lord Azzy will be very thankful if you can manage that," Kala agrees, seeming indifferent to the prospect.

"I'm sure he will, now stop talking and get sucking," I order, seeing her shudder ever so slightly as she immediately takes my cock between her lips, letting it slip out of her cleavage so she can deepthroat it.

Meanwhile, little Ray-Ray is getting absolutely dominated live on camera. Hope the Devilnet is enjoying the show

— Mittelt —

Fuck watching Raynare squirm, this was her new catharsis.

Kuro wanted her to win, and he'd given her some very special instructions and promises of what was in store for her if she won.

Their outfits were a lost cause, made to be easily torn and already reduced to scraps, but that was fine, sure she was being broadcast to the devilnet in a naked lube-wrestling match, but she didn't mind.

As for why she didn't mind?

Pinned underneath her, Raynare, the queen bitch herself, whimpered and moaned as she added another finger. The slut lost all fight the moment she started to pump her fingers, Raynare just fell apart like the useless whore she was.

"You dumb slut, how were you ever put in charge of anything?" Mittelt mocked, making Raynare glare at her as she struggled to focus. "You know, Kuro told me how to make you cum."

And like that, she had the slut's undivided attention.

"Give up, beg me and I'll make you cum like the horny slut you are," Mittelt offered with a cruel smirk, still pumping her fingers into Raynare's cunt, slapping one of Ray-Ray's breasts with her free hand.

"F-fuck you," Ray-Ray spat back, unable to stop the whimpers and despairing moan as another climax was stolen from her.

This fight shouldn't be so one sided, but Kuro was a cheating bastard. Mittelt's collar wasn't binding all of her supernatural strength, so with relative ease she manoeuvred Raynare and made her next move.

Ray-Ray was probably mildly surprised when she found herself on top, with Mittelts head between her legs, but if the bitch thought she had the advantage she was in for one hell of awakening.

Mittelt wasn't into girls, didn't love the idea of going down on Raynare, but for what she'd been promised she'd do what it took to make Raynare give in, and as sensitive as she was right now?

Raynare never stood a chance, her moans and whimpers intensifying as Mittelt started to lick, her tongue pushing up into Raynare's soaked slit. She didn't taste that bad, and it hardly took Mittelt a minute until Raynare was denied yet another climax, her wails making Mittelt smirk around the muff she was currently attached to.

Now, how many denied climaxes was it going to take to make Ray-Ray give up?

— Two Climaxes Later —

Raynare screamed in relief, the pleasure of a hundred denied climaxes hitting her at once, her body shaking and convulsing as Mittelt stood over her triumphantly, her foot pressed against Raynare's slit.

Kuro's spell didn't prevent the orgasms, it just stored them away for later, and right now Raynare was experiencing true pleasure and humiliation at the same time.

It didn't last, Raynare simply couldn't withstand that level of pleasure, her eyes rolling back in her head as she passed out and lost consciousness, her body still twitching as Mittelt smirked down at her unconscious opponent.

She'd won, and as she turned to Kuro he gave her a mocking salute with his drink and a nod, his other hand guiding Kalawarner's head.

She was pretty sure that even if they were sent back to the Grigori, they were going to get split up anyway. They were definitely all in trouble for their fuckup, but hopefully Raynare would catch most of the flack for not realising that the orders were a load of bullshit. So, she didn't give a singular fuck how much she pissed off the others if it meant she was more comfortable during her time as Kuro's prisoner.

Before she could speak, her collar warmed up and she felt her strength rapidly draining as she gritted her teeth, unable to stop herself from joining Raynare on the floor, collapsing.

— Raynare —

Waking up, she felt a mixture of shame and relief, having finally experienced the climax she'd been desperate for.

She enjoyed sex, like most Fallen, and she was no blushing virgin… but that climax? That had been more intense than anything she'd ever experienced, for a brief moment she thought that it was worth falling just to experience that exact sensation, that normal sex would never feel the same again… but then she remembered who had been responsible.

Looking up from where she was chained to the wall, now clean of the slimy lubricant and in a… cow bikini for some reason, she glared as she spotted Kuro walking in with Mittelt at his side, now wearing her regular outfit again.

"Ah, good. Ray-Ray's awake," Kuro said with that fucking nickname again. "We can get started."

She'd love to let him know how she felt about that particular nickname, but once again he'd stuffed a fucking ball gag in her mouth.

Kalawarner was wearing the same stupid bikini, which barely fit her fittingly cow-like udders, though unlike Raynare she wasn't chained up at all.

"Now, apparently Azzy is busy with a whole civil war/rebellion thing at the moment which means I'm kinda stuck with you guys for a while yet, and frankly I've decided it's time for some minor changes to your accommodations," Kuro explained, clapping his hands together. "Now, first things first. Donovan, I frequently forget you even exist because you're boring so I'm just putting you in a separate cell."

"…it's Dohnaseek."

"Whatever, Donnelly, the point is you aren't a hot girl and that means I'm not interested in you," Kuro continued.

"And for that I'm thankful, and I'd rather have the company of myself than listen to those two bicker until Lord Azazel is free to negotiate our release anyway," Dohnaseek scoffed, a pair of armed skeletons undoing his chains and leading him out of the room.

"As for you three, two of you have been very good girls and being the kind and loving host that I am, I've decided to allow you some more privileges and comforts. That said, these extended freedoms do not mean you're actually free. We're still deep in my secret lair, with no magic, and the only way out is full of hungry undead that will rip you limb from limb," Kuro explained easily. "In addition, I'm afraid I'll be requiring some… let's call it rent… from two of you, but don't worry. I've already worked out how you can pay, and my adorable assistant Mittelt here has agreed to help you pay, because I'm too busy to play prison warden for your new gilded cages so I've recruited Mittelt here to do it for me."

Raynare glared at the smug blonde, who smirked back maliciously.

"If you misbehave, Mittelt is permitted to discipline you, as long as she doesn't go too far, in which case I'll be the one disciplining her," Kuro continued, patting Mittelt's head. "Now, Mittelt, why don't you take these two to their new bedrooms, remember, I'm counting on you to keep them in line. And by them, we both know I mean Ray-Ray since Kala is such a good girl, and if you fail I'll have to punish you."

"I won't fail, I can handle them," Mittelt said proudly, sounding entirely too pleased with the role reversal as she clicked her fingers, much like Kuro did previously to control the chains of his prison.

The chains released her from the wall, but the collar around her neck remained in place, the shackles around her wrists that were connected to the chains kept her wrists stuck together.

"Come on, Ray-Ray," Mittelt said, clicking her fingers again as a thinner chain grew from her collar, Mittelt grabbing it and using it as a leash as Raynare glowered at everyone.

When she got out of here, so many people were going to pay for this.

— Kuro —

Mittelt is power hungry, enough that all I had to do was dangle some authority over her fellow Fallen in front of her for her to become an obedient little pet.

I'll try the lactate spell another time, but frankly I think I've pushed Raynare enough for today. There's an art to this kind of trolling and I don't want to push her too far too fast.

I've started building what basically amounts to a luxury apartment complex in the lowest floor of my dungeon, because having Sirzechs show up at my house tells me that I don't want to live in that house anymore.

I've also started building something new as well, the next level to my Alchemy lab, a Fleshcrafting lab.

A mixture of advanced alchemy and necromancy to create life itself, my own Frankenstein monsters, when I actually learn how the fuck any of this stuff works.

Looking at the malformed body growing in the vat, filled with a sickly pale green alchemical formula, I scratch my chin.

Something clearly went wrong, because that's not what I was aiming for but that's okay, I can work it out as I go.

My true goal is to make a homunculus clone of myself. After all, why possess a random altered body when I can possess myself, keeping my true original body nice and safe?

It's a work in progress, because I'm at least ninety percent sure that I don't have that many limbs, looking over my twisted clone.

This is pretty advanced and I am still kinda a basic bitch at this stuff, but if there's one thing I know it's how to be stupidly stubborn and repeatedly bash my head against a problem.

Eh, I'll flush this one and harvest it for useable parts, my hyenas have enjoyed the meat left over from my fuck ups anyway.

Is it weird to feed myself to my horde? I like to think it brings us closer, they serve me and I serve them.

Serve them free Kuro meat lmao.

…my life is so fucking weird.

Anyway, failed clones and hungry zombie dogs aside, I do need to head back to my apartment and grab basically everything I don't want to lose in the upcoming spontaneous and entirely unexpected house fire that's going to destroy my apartment.

I don't want to have a registered home that people can just show up at when they want to find me, I'm going off the grid for the foreseeable future.

— Later —

Opening the door with a sigh, this is exactly what I meant. Mere minutes after I got back to my apartment someone started knocking on my door.

Naturally I ignored them because fuck off I'm busy but apparently they didn't take the hint because they just kept fucking knocking.

As I open the door, a pair of particular unamused eyes glare at me as Grayfia takes a deep breath, clearly not happy at being kept waiting, but I'm guessing Rias wasn't thrilled to find out that Sirzechs and Grayfia meddled in her plans.

"Lo siento, no hablo inglés," I try, making her glare grow. "Worth a shot."

"You realise devils speak all languages? I need to speak with you," Grayfia says, stepping forwards to walk past me as I move in her way.

"Sorry, no solicitors," I say, pointing to the sign on the door. I knew I got that for a reason.

"Mr Sasaki, I realise our last encounter did not end… particularly well, but I truly do need to speak with you," Grayfia says, putting her foot in the door as I try to close it.

Tch, it was worth a try.

"Can this wait? I'm in the middle of something," I ask, deciding how to go about this. I'm in my actual body this time, and I don't particularly want to take another hit like that because she could have easily killed me if it wasn't for my body swapping trick.

But on the other hand, I can use this.

I have a cunning plan, a schemy scheme, and depending on how this conversation goes I could make another piece fall into place.

"It can not," Grayfia says, not quite forcing her way in but making it clear she isn't going away as I step back and let her enter, taking a seat.

"Fine, what can I do for the underworld's most powerful cosplayer?" I ask, watching her pause as she gives me a cold look.

Grayfia isn't used to being disrespected so directly, it puts her off guard and that's going to be useful.

She sits opposite me, frowning slightly at the low quality chair, I guess the wife of fucking Lucifer is used to higher standards but this is my shitty human apartment and she's lucky there isn't three day old half-eaten takeaway on the table between us.

"I wish to apologise for my previous behaviour, despite your constant disrespect of both myself and my lord and husband, I should not have attacked you," Grayfia admits, making me laugh.

She genuinely sounds regretful, but I'm not a fucking moron, she's a very old devil who is only here because she got into trouble for her actions.

If Rias didn't need me, Grayfia wouldn't give a singular fuck that she attacked me, but I got back at them in a way that actually hurts them.

"Rias shouted at Sirzechs, didn't she?" I ask, making her eyes widen.

"You expected this," Grayfia says in realisation.

"Yup, for ancient powerful beings you devils are utterly predictable. Rias doesn't like it when her family interferes, you fucked her plans up by meddling and losing your temper, so she'd go and yell and the siscon satan who'd send you to try and fix things," I admit happily, watching her eyes narrow in consideration and unless I'm very much mistaken, a hint of respect.

"Then you'll be unsurprised that I'm also here to ask you to stop this childishness regarding Rias, the mistake was mine and we both know you're only avoiding her to get back at me and Lord Sirzechs," Grayfia says sternly, making me pause.

Oh, I'm being childish? They broke into my house, tried pulling me into their bullshit, then attacked me when things didn't go their way and yet I'm childish?

Well she's goddamn right, and she's about to learn just how childish and petty I can be…

— Bonus Scene — Azazel

…Kuro was certainly having fun.

Restarting the video, he ate some more popcorn and watched as Raynare got pinned by the surprisingly nimble Mittelt, both getting covered in lube.

Hm, bikini lube wrestling? Why hadn't he thought of that first?

"Azazel, I swear to our holy father that if you're slacking off when we need to find Kokabiel, you're going to have another Cadre out for your blood," Shemhazai growled as Azazel quickly hid the popcorn.

It was just a momentary break…

Kokabiel had gone to ground, and while they'd rooted out an unfortunate number of his supporters, it was clear that his peacemaking policies had been far worse received than even he had expected, Kokabiel had a worrying amount of followers and even more sympathisers.

It was a simple truth that the Grigori couldn't survive an actual civil war. They didn't have the numbers for it, and as much as there had been a push for peace in recent years…

The Great War was only on hold, and if the Grigori decimated itself then it was just asking to be wiped out by either the Devil or Angel hardliners, or even one of the weaker factions that held a grudge against them.

Kokabiel had to be taken down before he could start that civil war, or before his madness caused the other factions to turn on the Fallen, but the bastard had just vanished without a trace, even his followers didn't know where he'd gone.

To make things worse, the revelation of just how deep Kokabiel's roots had spread had made him paranoid over just who could be trusted, so he started to investigate even those closest to him, which led him to a simple question.

What the fuck was Vali up to and why was he in contact with the Khaos Brigade?

Author's Note: Kuro continues to be a menace to all supernatural beings mostly because he can.

Sorry, Ray-Ray, your incompetence ruined Kuro's vibe time and for that you must pay.

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