After the two sisters became orphans, Kuroka accepted the offer of her previous master to become a reincarnated Devil. That man used her as a test subject for countless experiments because he wanted to create a Super Devil.
Even though the experience was unimaginably painful and torturous, something she had to endure every single day, Kuroka did everything she could to hide it from her sister. She was more than willing to sacrifice herself if it meant keeping her younger sister safe.
Unfortunately, her master eventually grew impatient with the lack of results. One day, he decided to begin experimenting on Koneko as well. When Kuroka learned of his intentions, she killed him without hesitation and ran away.
After that, she became an SS-Class wanted criminal. During that time, she met Vali and the rest of his team and ended up joining them after they helped her escape the devils' hunt a couple of times.
That was the story Kuroka told the two of them. She did not go into much detail, glossing over most of it. Her tone remained light and indifferent, as though she were talking about something completely irrelevant to her.
"That's everything that happened. All of this is in the past. You shouldn't concern yourself with the past and just move on with your life, Shirone," Kuroka sipped her sake and said calmly.
There were actually more things she had hidden from Koneko, like her scum of a father and her meek and useless mother, but Kuroka didn't want to ruin the few blurry memories Koneko still had of their parents. It was better if she never found out the truth.
She had a beautiful life right now, surrounded by many people who loved and supported her, and she also had a man whom she loved. The past no longer mattered.
"Onee-sama," Koneko muttered in a quiet tone. She stood up, reluctantly leaving her senpai's precious lap, and slowly walked over to her older sister. Her lips quivered. She had so much she wanted to say.
Her eyes were wet with tears. Unable to hold herself back any longer, she threw herself into her older sister's arms and hugged her tightly, her body trembling slightly. "I... I am sorry."
"Shirone," Kuroka whispered as she hugged her back and gently stroked her back. She felt her own nose grow stuffy as well. It had been so long since her little sister had embraced her like this.
Although she always acted as if she didn't care whenever Koneko looked at her with cold, skeptical eyes, as though she were an unforgivable criminal, it still hurt. Even so, Kuroka knew it wasn't Koneko's fault.
[Pathetic.] B2 uttered with disdain.
'You need a therapist. Tell me, did someone hurt you? I'll listen. You can let it all out,' Yusuke replied sarcastically.
This bitch was getting edgier with every passing day.
By now, he was about 99.99% sure she was a yandere. Unless she appeared before him in a physical body and allowed him to analyze her, he was absolutely certain she was one. She had been acting like a full blown yandere this entire time.
Even worse, she looked like a tsundere as well.
Eww, disgusting!
[A person with mommy issues, abandonment issues, and a ton of other fucked up issues is the last person who should be commenting on my mental health.] B2 snorted coldly. [You must have alzheimer, because I think you forgot your place, Gaelord.]
'...' Yusuke.
[Gaelord 0 - 1 B2]
"Onee-sama," when the two sisters finally separated, Koneko sat down beside her sister. Holding Kuroka's hand tightly, she asked, "Why didn't you tell me before? Why did you leave me all alone?"
"Because I didn't want you to be hunted down like me," Kuroka replied calmly as she patted Koneko's head. Right after that, she quickly changed the subject, "Enough about us. Yusuke-chan! Want to make kitties with me?"
"..." Koneko still had many questions she wanted to ask. When Kuroka escaped, she herself had nearly been executed if it weren't for Sirzechs and Rias saving her. Did Kuroka already know about that? Or was there another reason behind her decision?
In the end, Koneko stopped herself. She would ask about it another time.
Her attention soon shifted back to Yusuke.
Swoosh!
Then, just as the white cat blinked, she suddenly noticed the older black cat move in a blur. The very next instant, Kuroka was already sitting on Yusuke's lap.
"Nyaa~! So comfortable!" Kuroka happily twisted her large, plump ass on Yusuke's lap, grinding against his growing erection. She leaned the back of her head against his chest and curled up comfortably in his embrace, looking completely satisfied as she relaxed in her favorite spot.
'How weird,' Yusuke thought. His hands moved instinctively, and he began patting her head, gently running his fingers through her black hair. The look in his eyes was unusual.
He had never met a yandere like Kuroka before.
Each yandere he had met possessed distinctive traits. After all, no two people were exactly alike. Even twins could never be truly identical, no matter how similar they looked. Still, most yanderes shared a number of common characteristics.
Kuroka, however, seemed different. Her initial submission level was unusually high, even by normal standards.
[Kuroka's submission: 55 (Possessive)]
If that had been the only unusual thing, Yusuke wouldn't have found it strange. After all, Venelana's initial submission level had been even higher back then. What truly made him feel that Kuroka was different was her attitude. She was still in the Possessive phase, yet despite seeing him surrounded by many women, she never displayed the possessiveness that a typical yandere would. She didn't throw a fit or make a scene over it.
She was actually rather chill about it. Aside from being somewhat touchy, touchy and mischievous, she was way more normal than he had expected.
For example, just a couple of minutes ago, she had watched Koneko sitting on Yusuke's lap. The two of them had looked just like a real couple, but Kuroka hadn't shown the slightest hint of jealousy or envy. She had remained completely relaxed and casual. Then, the moment she got the chance, she immediately pounced onto his lap, looking like a proud cat that had just stolen a treat from a rival cat.
She was openly expressing her affection in a rather... Yusuke found it unimaginable to even say it.
A healthy way!
A yandere, and a healthy relationship! To think those two things could actually be used in the same sentence!
'B2, do you know why?' Yusuke asked, confused. He turned to his unreliable system for an answer.
[You were so arrogant earlier! Hmph!] B2 spoke in an arrogant, disdainful voice. [You couldn't live with your own failure. Where did that bring you? Back to me.]
'...If you don't have an answer, just say you don't. Stop channeling your inner Thanos. That's so damn cringey,' Yusuke replied with the same disdain.
[Who said I don't know the reason? Who do you think I am? I am the Yandere System!] As if someone had stepped on her tail, B2 shouted in his mind. [What's so complicated about this? This woman is probably the type who doesn't follow the typical yandere route. She's obsessed with you, but she's nowhere near as possessive as the others.]
[Don't forget what your unique trait is.]
[Unique Trait - Please-Don't-Leave Physique: A mysterious physique that inexplicably attracts a specific type of women, though exactly what kind remains unknown. Those affected by it often develop an intense, sometimes insane obsession with the owner of the physique.]
[It says 'sometimes insane obsession.' The key word is 'sometimes.']
'Even if you say so, her submission value is too low for that,' Yusuke frowned at her answer. He wondered if she was just bullshitting him. After all, this bitch had been wrong many times before.
[Dumbfuck! Well, I can't blame you. You have never run into an oddball like her before. You misunderstand submission with willingness and dedication.] B2 entered teacher mode. Her tone became less annoying and more earnest.
[Let me ask you this. Devil nobles are mostly trash. They all have harems. Surely, among all of them, there are some who have many women who genuinely love them equally.]
'Well, that's a given,' Yusuke replied calmly. He had heard about some of them. There were a few devils who were fortunate enough to have a harem of women who all truly loved them.
[If we were to digitize the submission of these women, how much do you think it would be?] B2 didn't wait for him to answer. [According to your twisted understanding and experience, you'll probably think it would be at least over 61, but that isn't necessarily the case. On the contrary, I'll bet most of them would be around 50.]
[Just because a woman loves you and is willing to share doesn't mean she will follow all your orders, unlike that white cat before you or the other women who had a submission value of 100.]
'No wonder. I get it now,' Yusuke felt enlightened. He couldn't be blamed; he had been dealing only with yanderes since he opened his eyes in this world, his understanding of emotions and love had become completely warped and distorted.
He had even overlooked something so simple and basic.
"Nyaa~! Head pats feel good," Kuroka squinted her eyes, her cat ears twitching and her two cat tails swaying as if she were enjoying herself immensely. She smirked at Koneko, who was glaring and pouting at her.
"Are you angry? Fufufu, how cute!"
"...Onee-sama, I'll be the one making kitties with senpai first," Koneko picked up the cookie she had put away earlier on the table and began munching on it with a pouty expression. She looked so cute even when she was upset that Yusuke had to resist the urge to pull her into his arms and squeeze her cheeks.
"Fufufu~! We'll see about that. Sniff, sniff, I can smell that you've been doing it with him for a while now, but you still haven't succeeded yet. Let onee-sama show you how it's done."
Kuroka laughed, her laughter filled with mischievous teasing, which only irritated Koneko further. She glanced up at Yusuke and asked, "Should we make kitties right now?"
She twisted her body and changed her position, straddling him as she pressed her large fun bags against his chest.
"Let's talk about that later. I want to ask you a question about Ophis, the Ouroboros Dragon. How strong is he?" Yusuke reached out and began caressing her face, his fingers brushing against her lips as he felt her breath against his face. She had a rather sweet and delicate fragrance, mixed with the scent of the sake she had drunk earlier.
"Ophis-chan? Are you curious about her?" Kuroka squinted her eyes, enjoying his touch, before tilting her head and asking.
"Ophis-chan? Her?!!!"
As if struck by lightning, Yusuke's hands froze in place. His eyes widened to their limit, nearly falling out of their sockets. Without even realizing it, he raised his voice and roared loudly.
[Hahahaha! If she turns out to be a yandere, you are absolutely fucked! Hahahahahahahaha!]
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