Evil Plans

Izashi's lips curled into a satisfied smile as he sat in his room, the familiar comfort of his surroundings making this moment all the more gratifying. The time had finally come to put his plan into action. For years, he had bided his time, honed his strength, and played his part as the dutiful younger brother. Now, at the age of seventeen and in his final year of high school, everything was about to change.

He reached for his phone and dialed Rias's number, his heart racing with anticipation. The phone rang only a few times before Rias answered, her voice brimming with excitement, "Izashi-kun! Did you miss your elder sister? I've missed you too. I'm sorry we can't meet up right now."

Izashi chuckled softly, enjoying the warmth in her tone. "Rias-chan, remember how I told you I'd let you know when you could start sleeping in my room again? Well, that time has come. But there's a condition."

Rias's heart skipped a beat. She had waited for this moment for so long. The thought of being close to Izashi again was more than enough to make her agree to any condition he might set. "Whatever the condition is, I agree!" she replied eagerly, her voice barely concealing her excitement.

Izashi had expected her immediate agreement, but he continued anyway, wanting to make everything crystal clear. "That's good to hear, Rias-chan. But just so you know, Akeno-chan will be joining us too. She'll be sleeping with us from now on."

A flicker of surprise crossed Rias's face, and a frown briefly marred her expression. She hadn't anticipated sharing Izashi with anyone else. But when he spoke again, his tone was soft, almost pleading. "Rias-chan, I love her too. I want to share my nights with the women I care about. Please, won't you agree to this?"

The sincerity in his voice melted away any resistance Rias might have had. She couldn't bear the thought of denying him something he truly wanted. "I agree," she said softly, though the idea of sharing still didn't sit perfectly well with her. "I don't mind if Akeno-chan sleeps with you too."

Izashi's smile widened as he heard her acceptance. "Thank you, Rias-chan. That's all I needed to hear." He ended the call, satisfaction flooding through him. This was the first step in a much larger plan, a plan he had been carefully crafting over the past four years.

His time at the Gremory Household had been well spent. Izashi had focused intensely on his training, concealing his true strength even from those closest to him. But now, his power had grown to the point where he was confident in his ability to face almost any challenge. He had mastered the use of his Devil Magic to a level where he could easily defeat ten Ultimate Class Devils simultaneously. He didn't know exactly how he would fare against a Super Devil like Sirzechs in his true form, but he was certain he could hold his own against him if Sirzechs fought without transforming.

Grayfia's power had also been a benchmark for him. He had compared his aura to hers on numerous occasions, and it was clear that his was far more explosive, more potent. If he wished, he could overpower her easily, but doing so would raise too many questions. It would alert the Underworld's elite and force them to take measures against him, something he couldn't afford—not yet, anyway.

Izashi's thoughts wandered to the incestuous undertones that were somewhat acceptable, even encouraged, among high-ranking Devil families. This was common knowledge in the Gremory House, and it gave him a sense of security in pursuing his desires. If his relationship with Rias were ever to be discovered, he was confident that he could handle the fallout. His parents might not be thrilled, but the traditions of their world would protect him to some extent.

What concerned him more was how to conquer Grayfia. The years of being around her had been torturous. Her allure, amplified by the tight-fitting French maid outfit she wore, had driven him to the brink of madness. Every curve of her body, every subtle movement, had only fueled his desire to claim her. Now, with his power at its peak, he knew it was only a matter of time before he took what he wanted.

His mind drifted to his Evil Piece inside Rias. Over the years, he had analyzed it extensively, discovering that it had an additional, intriguing ability: it could make the servant fall in love with their King. He wasn't entirely sure how this would work with a male, but he suspected it would create an unbreakable bond of loyalty—perhaps even something akin to a best friend. For now, though, his focus was on Rias and the plan he had laid out.

"The key," he mused, "is to place my Evil Piece inside her, reincarnating her as my servant without anyone noticing." He knew that if he used any piece other than a Pawn, the change in her power would be detectable, especially by someone as astute as Ajuka. If Ajuka ever decided to examine her body thoroughly, he might discover the presence of Izashi's Evil Piece—a risk that could ruin everything.

Location was also crucial. Kuoh Academy was ideal; if things went as planned, no one would suspect a thing. Even if a confrontation were to break out, the Underworld wouldn't be alerted. He could easily convince Rias and the others to keep everything under wraps, using the excuse of testing his strength against the Strongest Queen. It would be enough to placate any suspicions they might have.

With his plan solidified in his mind, Izashi felt a sense of excitement bubbling within him. Tonight would be the first step toward achieving his ultimate goal. He would not hold back. If the opportunity to lose his virginity presented itself, he would seize it. And if it didn't, well, he would create that opportunity.

Later that evening, he made his way to the Occult Research Club Room, responding to a message from Rias that she needed to discuss something important with the group. When he arrived, the room was already filled with the members of Rias's peerage. They all turned to him as he entered, and he noticed the empty seat next to Rias on the sofa. Akeno stood beside her, while the others stood a short distance away.

Without a word, Izashi walked over and took the empty seat next to Rias. Before she could say anything, he glanced up at Akeno and motioned for her to come closer. "Akeno-chan, you've been standing all this time. Why don't you sit here?" He patted his lap invitingly.

Akeno's eyes sparkled with delight, and without hesitation, she moved to sit on his lap, her weight pressing down in just the right way to send a jolt of pleasure through him. Izashi couldn't resist kissing her cheek, his lips brushing against her skin as he turned his attention to Rias. "So, Rias-chan, what's this important news you wanted to share?"

Rias's jealousy was barely concealed as she watched Akeno nestle comfortably on Izashi's lap. The way she was glaring at Akeno was a clear indication of her feelings. But she pushed those emotions aside and focused on the matter at hand. "I've discovered that one of the students at Kuoh Academy possesses a Sacred Gear," she began, her voice serious. "According to Koneko, he has the scent of a Dragon."

Izashi raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "A Dragon, you say? That's interesting. Any Sacred Gear with a Dragon is bound to be powerful. He could be a valuable asset for you in your upcoming rating game against Riser."

He let out a sigh as a memory surfaced. "I tried convincing Father to let you choose your own partner, Rias-chan, but he wouldn't budge. He insisted that it be settled in a rating game later."

Rias nodded, a soft smile forming on her lips as she reached out to grasp his arm, pressing it between her ample breasts. "I know you tried your best, Izashi-kun. I'm grateful for that. But don't worry, I'll win the rating game. I won't let myself be forced into a marriage with Riser. I want to spend more time with you."

To the others in the room, this might have seemed like a sister showing gratitude to her brother. But Izashi heard something deeper in her words—a promise that she would remain his, that she wouldn't let anyone else come between them.

Kiba, who had been listening intently, finally spoke up. "Buchou, what's the plan? Should we approach this student and confirm if he truly possesses a Dragon-type Sacred Gear?" The same question was on Koneko's mind, though Kiba had been quicker to voice it.