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Betad by Priapus, Marethyu, Mike God of Lore, Beans
The Guild of Gamers, the Cursed
Chapter 09: Perverted Trio
– Sona Sitri –
"Of course it's her," Sona sighed and rubbed her forehead. Samuel looked a little embarrassed as he 'reported' his encounter with Aika, but Sona was entirely used to the nonsense Miss Kiryuu would get up to.
"I do apologise, I didn't intend to… interact with the human students," Samuel admitted. But he was a new devil, and they'd been encouraging his new… desires and temptations. It was partially her fault as she'd pushed him to breed one of his students, so was it any wonder his professionalism had slipped?
"Don't worry about it. Aika isn't going to tell anyone, in fact, she's almost certainly hoping you'll take advantage of her during her detention later," Sona replied. "I would call Aika a closet exhibitionist, but that would be giving her too much credit. This is hardly her first offence, but the antics of the perverted trio distracted teachers, and she's kept getting away with her nonsense as a result. It has only emboldened her."
"It takes a special kind of student to show up to the first day of school with two vibrators inside them," Samuel agreed as he ran his hand through his hair with a chuckle.
"Honestly? Do as you please with her. I can ensure she remains quiet, not that I believe she'd tell anyone beyond boasting. Some… discipline might actually keep her in line," Sona shrugged after a moment. She was curious how he'd treat her, and lowering his remaining human inhibitions only aided her long-term goals.
Besides, Aika Kiryuu was a pain in her ass. She was singlehandledly responsible for most of the incidents that weren't caused by the Perverted Trio. Unlike the ever-in-detention Trio, Aika was far smarter and would instead tempt the male students (and Samuel's predecessor) into making a scene with lewd implications and temptations she had no intention of following through with, then she'd turn the female students against the male students and play the victim. The reputation that the perverted trio had given nearly all male students only helped her case, and most of the student body assumed she was just a poor victim each time.
If it took Samuel dominating the troublemaking pervert to make her actually behave during class, Sona would take it. Kuoh was her domain, her place of tranquillity away from the chaos of her siste- the underworld. She wouldn't let a perverted student like Aika ruin it.
"Why do the Trio get away with so much?" Samuel asked, and Sona sighed.
"Because it was believed that one of them had a Sacred Gear, for a time. It turned out to be false, but in truth, they got away with far more than they should have because of it," Sona admitted. In truth, she and Rias had been certain that Issei had something, but it seemed to have been a false positive. "And like Aika, the slaps on the wrist have only convinced them that as long as they keep their grades up, they can get away with anything. I would appreciate it if you would correct this misunderstanding. The school doesn't want to expel them unless absolutely necessary because it would make it seem like the co-ed plan was a mistake, which many of the parents of the female students claimed when it was announced, but I don't want them to continue escalating either."
Frankly, all three were sex offenders in the making, and she was not above weaponising Samuel to put a stop to them. If they kept escalating despite Samuel coming down on them, she was also not above removing them entirely. She could arrange a way to remove the three without any blowback hitting the school. She'd just need to manufacture an event outside of school that was bad enough to expel them without making the co-ed plan look like a failure.
"Easily done. Perhaps a little hypocritically, but ah well," Samuel said with a self-deprecatory grin and a shrug.
"You're a devil, now. Hypocrisy is expected," Sona admitted shamelessly. "Besides, Koneko and Momo certainly have no complaints about your actions. I deal with a small pile of complaints each week from students and parents alike about the Trio's actions."
"A fair point," Samuel agreed with a nod.
"Somehow, I don't believe you wished to spend your lunch with me just to talk about the perverts of Kuoh," Sona continued knowingly. Samuel gave her an agreeing, almost impressed smile. "Not that I mind the company, but there's something on your mind."
"As you know, my power is only growing, and I have recently gained a power that frankly falls into the category of true bullshit for a devil, and one that could be most… hmm, troublesome. Frankly, I'm not sure how well it will be received," Samuel admitted, getting her full attention as she sat up straight. "May I borrow that glass?"
Sliding the empty glass over to him, she watched as he focused and aimed his finger, water spurting from it and filling the glass up. For a moment, she didn't understand the importance before she felt it.
"Is that holy water?" Sona asked, her tone disbelieving.
"It is. I've never seen real holy water, so I can't confirm that it is the same that angels and the church use, but I can confirm it hurts like hell to touch. And yes, before you lecture me, yes, I know sticking my finger into holy water was not the best move," Samuel admitted with a wry look. "I might be new to devilkind, but I do not see Heaven responding well to this ability and wanted to ask your, and your sister's, advice before deciding what to do with it."
"Frankly, I'd be more concerned about our own kind's reaction. Holy Water is no threat to the church or angels, after all. Devils, Fallen, Vampires and more, very much so, but not to Angels. That said, you're right to think they'd see this as a slap to the face," Sona admitted, leaning back in deep thought before she let out a sigh. She'd just gotten her sister to go back to work as well. "Who have you told?"
"Rias, and you," Samuel replied instantly. It made her unreasonably happy to be the only person other than his King that he trusted with this information. "Rias had the same thought that it was something that would need to be brought to Lady Serafall's attention, given her position as the Satan of Foreign Affairs."
"Agreed," Sona sighed, pulling out her phone and sending the short sentence she knew would get an instant response.
'I need your help.'
Samuel blinked at the instant appearance of a magical circle, but Sona just sighed as Serafall launched herself through it with a shout of 'Sona-tan!'
"What's wrong, Sona-tan?! Emergency cuddles? Who do you want me to kill?! Sammy? Gasp!" Serafall said, not actually gasping. "Did you knock up my adorable Sona-tan?! WITHOUT ME?! Bad Sammy! I'll spank-"
Getting to the point, Sona grabbed the glass and ruthlessly splashed the holy water on her sister's face.
"Ooh! Ahh! It tickles! Wait!" Serafall shouted in realisation, shaking herself like a dog. Any other devil would be in incredible pain, but for Serafall, it merely 'tickled'. "Sona, where did you get that?"
It was amazing how quickly her sister could go from playful to deadly serious. Samuel answered for her as he gestured, and the water gathered into a ball, then lowered itself back into the glass.
"Mah~ Your power is just a random box of bullshit, huh?" Serafall realised.
"Quite," Samuel agreed. "I gained this today, but figured it was best brought to your attention immediately."
"Don't worry, Sammy! Magical Girl Levia-tan is on the job-" Serafall started, posing dramatically, cutting off as Sona splashed her again. "Ouchie! That does hurt, you know. Just a little! Or are you just trying to make my top see-through? Naughty Sona-tan, if you want to see-"
"Sister, please take this seriously," Sona sighed, as Samuel once again drew the water back into the glass. Maybe she should get a spray bottle.
"I am!" Serafall lied with zero shame. "So, you can make and control holy water? I think I just heard a few thousand devils' assholes clenching. Fallen too, now that I think of it."
"I can," Samuel agreed, demonstrating as he created more and moved it around in elegant patterns. "And I am aware of the potential consequences. I'd rather not cause this cold war to heat up because my power thought it was funny."
"Such a good boy," Serafall praised, patting his hair. "If other devils were half as thoughtful, my job would be a lot easier. Are you sure you don't want to be in my Peerage?"
"I'm quite content where I am for now, Lady Serafall," Samuel replied, managing to keep a surprisingly dignified look as Serafall stroked his hair. "And I believed you agreed to not try to poach me until this Riser situation is settled?"
"Phooie, foiled again," Serafall pouted. "What if I offer you my most prized possession… Sona-tan? Okay, not full-time because I need my cuddles, but we can share her."
"Oi," Sona cut in, blushing as she sighed.
"A most tempting offer," Samuel mused, rubbing his chin in mock-thought. "But I must pass, for now."
"Fine, fine… as for your new power? Hmm. Honestly, I don't think it is as bad as it seems. Oh, sure, the Church are going to throw some bitchfits, but that's their job. We devils do things, and they scream about heresy. Michael won't start a war over it, even if some angels might push for it. The Fallen… hmm, they're not gonna like us having access to effectively unlimited holy water. It's as big a problem for them as it is for us. Yours feels more potent than what the church usually has, but not compared to what an Archangel could make. Then again, you could probably boost the potency. It would have been really tragic and only mildly hilarious if Sona-tan accidentally killed me by underestimating your water. A lesser devil would have been really hurt, y'know?!"
…wait, was that a potential risk?!
"I don't suppose you're open to selling this one to me, Samuel?" Serafall asked seriously, dropping her playful tone and nicknames. Wait, if Serafall had it, wouldn't it be far more powerful with her own insane magical power?
"I'm not opposed to it, Lady Serafall. I had a second water power I was considering selling to you or Sona, anyway. Hydrification, the ability to become water. It has no real synergy with my current build," Samuel admitted, demonstrating as his body and clothes shifted form, turning to pure water that held a human form before shifting around the room with impossible grace and reforming back into Samuel. Damn it, she wanted that, but it would also be a powerful upgrade to Serafall.
In Samuel's hands, it was fairly benign. Sure, it could be useful to reduce damage taken, but nothing it did couldn't be done better by his Gaia power. In the hands of someone who already specialised in water magic? It could be amazing. The sheer potential-
"Oh, and I have a pyrokinesis power I want to trade. It's decent, but closer to Bloom in power level, and it is just eclipsed by my Gaia," Samuel added, almost as an afterthought. Gaia was so strong that any attack he could do with a weaker pyrokinesis power would be pointless compared to the bullshit he could pull with his Chlorokinesis.
"What'd you want for the Holy Water? Fame, wealth, power? Sona's virginity?" Serafall asked seriously.
"I am still holding the glass of Holy Water," Sona reminded her sister.
"Honestly, I'm still stuck in the position of not knowing how much my powers are worth. I've recruited Sona to act as my middleman for contracts, but there is a small matter of conflict of interest here," Samuel admitted with a grin.
"I've had time to consider the price, and in truth? I think I came up with an acceptable price scheme. Rather than demand a set price upfront, I would suggest loaning powers to regular devils on a contract where you get a set percentage of their contract earnings and rating game winnings, as long as they have whichever power they have loaned from you. Some might take the power and do nothing with it, in which case they will have it removed and be ineligible for further contracts," Sona admitted, seeing the impressed look Samuel gave her. "There will be a matter of working out what percentage each power is worth, of course, and this does not really help with my sister as Satans don't take contracts."
"Fortunately, the great and wise Levia-tan has a plan!" Serafall cut in proudly. "The fact is, you're going to become a High-Class Devil. It's inevitable, you're just too bullshit. Boosted Gear alone would have been enough but you keep pulling more and more out of your admittedly nice backside."
"I'm honoured in your faith in me," Samuel replied, his tone flat. He did have a nice backside, to be honest.
"Myu~ I know you're teasing me! But I'm right! Once this mess with Riser is over, Rias knows she can't keep you. She's a sweet girl, too, and doesn't even want to hog you like most devils would," Serafall continued. That was basically guaranteed. With Gaia, Sona had no doubt that Samuel was already stronger than Rias, and it would be impossible for her to keep him in her Peerage forever if he kept skyrocketing in power. "So, you're going to become a King yourself. It's bound to happen, and honestly? Keep it secret, but it works really well for us New Satans to have a reincarnated devil shoot up the rankings! We're using you for politics, teehee!"
As she spoke, she bonked herself on the head and stuck her tongue out of the side of her mouth.
"Lovely," Samuel replied, his tone somehow even flatter.
"Most reincarnated devils tend to remain in the low-class ranks, and it is causing some friction from both sides. Having you be our shining example of success will soothe some ruffled feathers, but we can't have the poster child of Reincarnated Devils living like a pauper, so you need your own land and house in the Underworld," Serafall said, as if he'd never spoken up. "So, how about it? I'll rent Holy Water off you for… five years, and in exchange, I'll get you a large piece of the Underworld to call your own, and pay for a mansion fitting for a High-Class Devil to be built there. With Gaia, you'll easily be able to set up an agricultural business of your own to ensure you have another source of income."
Samuel looked to her, and she paused and considered the offer. Five years wasn't really anything in devil time, which meant her sister had a plan for how she was going to use it during that time. Being as unbiased as possible, she had to admit that it was more than a fair trade.
But this was a chance to punish her sister, so she got to work in her role as Samuel's negotiator. By the time the lunch break came to an end, Serafall was in tears over the thousand details she'd forced her far too vague sister to hammer out. What land would he get? How big would the mansion be, and what quality would it be made to? She didn't think Serafall would cheat him, but the current offer was far too vague. The all-powerful Satan Levithan nearly cried in relief as the bell rang, freeing her from the negotiations.
Sona ruthlessly had Tsubaki make an illusion of her in class, promising Samuel she'd handle this as he returned to class himself as she took Serafall into her office, under the time bubble. For too long, Serafall had interrupted her work as she pleased, but now it was the day of reckoning.
Offering her virginity as a payment? Joke or not, Serafall was going to pay for that as they hammered out even the most minuscule details. By the time school finished, the Satan Levaithan was reduced to the fetal position, and the contract was hammered out to her satisfaction.
"I truly did get a bargain with you, didn't I?" Samuel asked as she explained the contract.
"You did, but I would have done this for free," Sona admitted shamelessly, a smug smile on her face.
"Sammy! She's bullying me! Bratty Sona needs correction!" Serafall whined. "And I was going to buy Hydrification for her as a birthday present!"
"It's not even close to my birthday," Sona sighed. She was a June birth, and it was April.
"Yeah but it's soon!" Serafall pouted, crouching down on the floor and sulking as she drew circles on the floor with her finger. "Can I have my holy water now? I want to go and splash Sirzechs with it? He's been so smug about his Aura."
…wait, was that her big plan for it?
Damn it, even when she won, she somehow felt like she'd lost. Serafall won this round.
"Of course," Samuel agreed with a small laugh, placing his hand on her head (patting her hair like she had his), as a flash came from his palm.
Rising to her feet, Serafall focused as water burst from her hands, swirling around her as it radiated an uncomfortable divinity. Sona was suddenly well aware that she was in a small enclosed space with holy water powerful enough to melt her as it swirled around rapidly.
Thank whichever deity that was listening that Serafall, despite acting like such a clown, truly was one of the strongest and most talented devils in the underworld.
And now she could produce an ocean of holy water.
…she should have squeezed far more out of her.
– Aika Kiryuu –
As she arrived for her detention, she couldn't deny that she was nervous. For all her… games, she was a virgin and nobody had ever come close to actually punishing her for her mischief before. The memory of Mr Morgan's hands on her body made her shudder, whether in nervousness or anticipation, even she didn't know.
As she arrived, it felt like she'd walked right into one of her naughtiest fantasies as she got a look at the waiting professor. Basically everyone agreed that Mr Morgan was a tilf, a teacher they'd like to fuck, but in class he was very professional and proper. He was also very well dressed in a suit and tie that just made him look hotter.
Only now, his blazer and tie were on the back of his chair, the top buttons of his shirt undone to expose hints of his muscular chest as he leaned against his desk with a wry smirk on his lips.
"Come in, and lock the door," Professor Morgan commanded, watching her obey with shaky hands. Was she scared or turned on? "You've been a naughty girl, Miss Kiryuu."
"Are you going to spank me?" Aika asked before she could stop herself. Samuel laughed at her words, a rich but somehow menacing laugh as he pushed himself off his desk.
"Would that be a punishment for someone like you?" Samuel asked plainly.
"No," Aika admitted instantly. Bad mouth, shut up.
"No, I thought not," Samuel replied. "Tell me, Miss Kiryuu. What are you hoping is going to happen here?"
"I don't know," Aika replied again, before she could stop herself. Her heart was pounding in her chest, finally getting to live through one of her fantasies. Ever since that class, she'd been thinking about what would happen here, but what did she want to happen? "Something kinky?"
"Something kinky," Samuel repeated, chuckling again. She flushed at his words, the amusement in his tone. Somehow, she knew that he was amused at how her nerves were failing her. "The other teachers have no idea how to handle you, do they?"
"Nope," Aika admitted shamelessly. Female perverts always got less serious punishments than male ones. "Do you?"
"Perhaps," Samuel answered. "The way I see it, I have two choices. I could handle you the… professional way, or I can handle you the entirely unprofessional method."
"Unprofessional, please," Aika replied instantly. "...what is the unprofessional way?"
"You are a pervert, and you're escalating your games in class seeking bigger and bigger thrills. How better to get you under control than to ensure you don't need to pull these stunts to get your kicks?" Samuel purred, stepping into her space. "You're a virgin, aren't you?"
"Not for long," Aika replied, trying to look confident. Again, he gave her that knowing smirk that would have made her panties wet if… well, if she had any on. She hadn't exactly had a chance to get a new pair since their earlier encounter.
"But that would be a reward, wouldn't it? And you haven't been good enough to get a reward," Samuel whispered into her ear, his hot breath sending shivers through her. "And you're far too nervous."
Stepping away, his smile changed from devilish to far kinder as she almost protested. She tried to say she wasn't nervous, that she was ready for this. The words died in her throat, her face growing bright red at the realisation.
"If you want a reward, then you need to be a good girl, Miss Kiryuu. Have you been good?" Samuel asked, leaning against his desk again.
"No, Sir," Aika replied, looking down.
"Exactly. Discipline wouldn't work for a pervy girl like you, but I have a suspicion that you'll respond far better to… positive reinforcement. Your… toys are in that bag. I do not expect to see them again in class, am I clear?" Samuel asked.
"Yes, sir," Aika answered, still bright red as she reclaimed her toys. "...does that mean you expect to see them out of class?"
"That entirely depends on you, Miss Kiryuu," Samuel answered with another devilish smile. "For now, that will be all. Consider yourself on a verbal warning. I expect an improvement going forward."
The burst of relief in her chest made her realise that she was scared. God, that was embarrassing. How many girls had Professor Morgan had to be able to tell that she wasn't ready for anything serious beyond some verbal jousting?
"Don't worry, sir," Aika replied lasciviously, now that the pressure she'd identified as fear had faded. "I'll be a good girl for you. I'll be happy to give you an oral report on just how good I can be."
"That's the spirit," Professor Morgan replied with a crooked smirk and sent a wave of heat right to her core. "But as I said, that will be all. For today. As it happens, I'm needed elsewhere. I'm afraid that a certain trio are engaging in behaviour entirely unbefitting the high standards of Kuoh Academy."
She let out a snort at that as he glanced out of the window. His sight must be amazing to spot them out of the corner of her eyes, as she watched them creep toward the locker rooms.
"...can I come?" Aika asked, curious to see how this was going.
"You already did, I believe. But you may join me," Samuel agreed easily, once again turning her bright red. She was doing that way too much. She'd need to up her game if she wanted to survive… whatever she was starting here. "Oh, and Miss Kiryuu? For any future… private tutoring sessions, the safeword is Watermelon."
– Samuel Morgan –
It is blatantly clear that despite her perversion, Aika is not mentally prepared for anything further. I placed an Honesty Edict on the classroom to confirm my suspicions, and if she wants this to go further, I'm leaving the ball in her court.
Now, is it hypocritical to go from establishing the first steps of a sexual relationship with one of my students to punishing these three for their own actions? Yes, but I don't care and more importantly, Sona asked me to bring them in line.
With [Patrol], keeping an eye on the idiots as they sneak around was child's play and I gave them just enough time to hang themselves as I approach silently, Aika watching curiously from a small distance back. Their perverted giggling fills the air, quiet whispers mixed in.
They've been caught trying to peep before, but it usually results in the Kendo team 'taking care of it themselves', often violently, rather than official action. Bruises fade, records are far more permanent.
"Gentlemen," I announce, watching with some amusement as all three jump in fright. "And what exactly brings you to this remote corner of the school?"
The bald one, Matsuda, tries to block something with his legs in what I am sure he thinks is a subtle way, as Motohama and Issei sputter for a moment. Motohama has a camera in his hands, which he almost tries to hide behind his back before he realises that I've already seen it and there's no real point.
"Is that a hole to the women's locker room?" Aika asks, moving forward and peering around Matsuda. "It is! Ha, you must have been working on this over the break."
"The camera," I demand, holding out my hand. Motohama goes to speak, but my bestial aura seems to silence whatever excuses he had planned as he mulishly hands it over. Turning it, I pause at the sight of the picture on the screen that the three were giggling over, Katase from the Kendo club in her underwear, her bra in her hands. Turning the camera off, I turn back to them with a long stare.
"Uh-oh~" Aika mocks.
"We didn't do anything-" Matsuda starts, silenced by me turning to him with a raised eyebrow. Again, I'm calling on some of my draconic aura to effectively bully them into submission. Aika is blatantly rubbing her thighs together, as I give her a stern look and get her to straighten up.
"What's going on- you three, again?!" Murayama says as she comes around the corner, Katase behind her.
"I'm afraid so. I happened to see them sneaking behind the building from my classroom," I explain, stepping into the clearing so I can point toward my classroom. "Given their reputation, I believed that it was worth checking out."
"...is that a camera?" Katase says, glaring from it to the pale trio as she grips her weapon.
"Yes, and I'm afraid they succeeded in getting at least one picture. I turned it off so as to limit how many people see the pictures they took," I sigh, wondering how to handle this.
"Hand it here, Sensei. I'll take care of it," Katase says with a deadly smile, her grip on her wooden blade incredibly tight.
"I understand your desire, but I am afraid that it is currently evidence," I explain, watching them pause.
"E-evidence?" Motohama asks nervously.
"Voyeurism is a crime, as is taking creepshots. At the very least, I can confirm that they took a topless photo of you, Miss Katase, they are guilty of both. Likely vandalism as well, given the hole, but that will be harder to place," I muse, seeing Katase pale dramatically. "At the moment, they're likely looking at around three years in prison and a three-million yen fine for the creepshots. Given your age, it may result in CSM charges as well, which carry a far higher sentence."
"T-that's not my camera!" Motohama tries immediately, pale and sweating.
"No, it certainly isn't. From the expensive model, and your position as a student, I suspect it belongs to one of your family," I theorise, watching Matsuda go pasty white. Ah, it's his. I believe he's in the photoclub, but this is better than anything the school has, even if Kuoh is a fancy school. I'm guessing someone in his family has an interest in photography, and he inherited it before shifting it to baser ends. The camera is likely the property of that relative, who I doubt will be pleased at the way it was used.
"I-it's our word against yours!" Matsuda tries. Issei seems to be the one dealing with the reality the worst, looking faint and having no excuses. I'd even say he looks guilty. Certainly regretful.
"Also true, but given your reputations, the witnesses and the camera almost certainly belonging to one of your relatives, I imagine the Kuoh police can get to the bottom of his particular mess easily enough," I agree simply. The Kendo girls seem surprised at the concept of a punishment that doesn't come from their weapons, but anger starts to fade to smugness at the looks on the trio's faces.
"Fuck, that's hot," Aika mumbles, just a little bit too loud from the offended looks on the trio's faces.
– Later –
Sona, predictably, was happy to use this to bring order to her domain.
There is officially a criminal investigation ongoing, and Sona has openly admitted that the devils control the Kuoh police as well. As this is their first actual criminal charge, they'll likely get away with a slap on the wrist and suspension rather than expulsion, even with a frankly shocking amount of girls coming forward with complaints about harassment or voyeurism. Nothing beyond comments and attempted creepshots so far, but the boys have had all their devices confiscated as well.
I was right, the camera belonged to Matsuda's father. I have a deep suspicion Matsuda is going to have a less than pleasant time while suspended from the sheer rage on his father's face. I was also right to think that it was a very expensive camera.
It will be a matter of waiting and seeing how they act upon returning to school with this now permanently seared onto their record.
"You've had a busy day," Rias says as I enter.
"Just part of the job," I shrug with a wry smile. Rias snorts at that, before gesturing for me to follow her.
"Samuel, I'd like you to meet the newest member of our Peerage, Kaho Saji," Rias announces, making the young girl jump from where she'd been sitting next to Koneko. Ah, that would be Genshirou's little sister? I did ask Rias to make sure they were taken care of.
"Hello," Kaho says shyly. She's a little down, but given the recent murder of her brother, that's no real surprise.
"It's a pleasure to meet you. I do believe you are in some of my classes, though you've been understandably absent. I'm Samuel Morgan, an English professor at Kuoh Academy," I greet warmly as I give Rias a grateful look.
She flushes a little as she beams at me. I have come to realise that she genuinely cares for her Peerage, so I have no doubt she'll do her best to make sure Kaho and her younger brother are well-looked after and provided for.
Rias really is a sweet girl.
– Bonus Scene – Riser Phenex –
Despite rumours, he wasn't an idiot.
Samuel Morgan was a special kind of bullshit, just from what he'd managed to learn so far. His chances of beating Rias in the Rating Game their family were talking about were dropping significantly and… well, it wasn't the end of the world to not marry Rias. The bratty bitch hated him, and as hot as she was, dealing with the siscon Satan for a brother-in-law sounded exhausting. If his father hadn't been pushing for this, he'd have washed his hands clean of her, but now it was a matter of pride.
He didn't want to lose to some reincarnated devil who'd lucked into some bullshit powers. Fucking Boosted Gear at the last second, just how lucky was Rias?! No, he needed to settle this in a way that didn't give Rias a chance to set her new pet bishop on him. Especially with the rumours that he was only growing stronger every single day.
Riser knew he wasn't some top-tier fighter. He had his own bullshit power, but laziness had killed his growth because why train when most people couldn't beat his regeneration anyway and those who could were too strong for training to even help? It was just bad luck that Rias had bumbled into one of those very people right before he was due to fight them.
Well, bad luck and the meddling of the siscon Satan.
But the pride of the Phenex family was on the line. He didn't intend to let them tarnish it.