The Dungeon remained an endless white void, timeless and silent except for the distant sounds of combat echoing from where Kiba and the others were sparring.
Rias was still practicing her Power of Destruction, launching increasingly refined orbs of crimson-black energy that vanished harmlessly into the infinite space.
Suddenly, a loud, unmistakable moan ripped through the white expanse.
"Ahhhhh~…!"
The sound was raw, feminine, and carried clear notes of pleasure. It echoed for several long seconds before fading.
Rias's head snapped up immediately. Koneko paused mid-punch. Kiba lowered his sword. All three of them turned toward the direction of the moan and started running.
Akeno, who had been closer, arrived first, followed closely by Rias, Koneko, and Kiba. They found Akari standing with Asia a short distance away. Asia's face was buried in her hands, cheeks burning crimson.
Rias skidded to a stop, eyes wide with concern and confusion.
"Akari-kun, what was that scream? It sounded like a moan!"
Asia peeked through her fingers, trying desperately to hide her embarrassment.
"It… it was Akari who moaned…"
Akeno's lips curled into her signature teasing smile, though her violet eyes sparkled with genuine curiosity.
"Ara Ara~ Akari-kun just moaned. Hey Asia, did you do something perverted to Akari-kun?"
Asia's face turned a deeper shade of red than Rias's hair. She waved her hands frantically, voice coming out in a cute, panicked squeak.
"No, it's not like that! Just a private training with Akari gone wrong!"
Akari rubbed the back of her neck, looking genuinely embarrassed for once.
"Yeah… something like that."
Koneko stared at them with her usual stoic expression, though a faint blush dusted her cheeks as she tried to hide it.
"Well… color me surprised. I didn't expect that."
Akari quickly waved her hands, trying to move past the awkward moment.
"Okay, okay, enough of this. Rias, start training again. Koneko and Kiba, take a rest. Akeno, you're coming with me."
Akeno placed a hand on her cheek, tilting her head with playful exaggeration.
"Ara Ara~ Akari-kun is going to violate me in secret, won't she?"
Akari kept a perfectly stoic face.
"Just follow me, will you?"
Akeno giggled softly but obeyed, falling into step beside Akari as they moved a safe distance away from the others — far enough that their conversation wouldn't be overheard.
Once they were alone in the white void, Akari stopped and turned to face her.
"Akeno, I know you're holding back your full potential. It's time to unleash it."
Akeno's playful expression faltered. Her eyes darkened with old pain.
"I don't know if I can… due to my past trauma."
Akari's voice softened.
"Then tell me your past trauma. Although it won't be gone, it will be lessened to some extent."
Akeno stood silent for a long moment. Then her shoulders began to tremble. Tears welled up in her violet eyes and spilled down her cheeks. She broke down completely, voice cracking as the words poured out.
"I come from the Himejima Clan… a clan of powerful Shinto ritualists. My mother, Shuri, was a priestess who fell in love with Baraqiel, one of the leaders of the Fallen Angels — Grigori. Because of this 'forbidden' union, the Himejima clan viewed me as a stain on their bloodline.
When the Himejima clan came to execute me and my mother for their 'heresy,' she died protecting me. For a long time, I blamed my father, Baraqiel, for not arriving in time to save my mother. I started to hate my Fallen Angel wings and lightning powers which came from my father.
While I was 12, I was a wandering orphan living in a state of constant fear. After my mother's death and being cast out by my human relatives, I traveled across Japan for about a year and a half, using my Shinto skills to purify evil spirits just to survive.
My encounter with Rias wasn't accidental. It happened during a moment of life-or-death crisis. I had accidentally wandered into territory belonging to the Himejima clan's rivals.
However, the real threat came from my own family — the Himejima Clan — who had tracked me down to execute me for my 'impurity' as a half-Fallen Angel.
Just as my Grand-Uncle, Suou Himejima, was about to deliver a finishing blow, Rias appeared alongside her father's Bishop.
Rias effectively 'claimed' me. She negotiated with the Himejima clan, striking a deal that I would be spared on two conditions:
1. I must never set foot in Himejima clan territory again.
2. I must remain by Rias's side at all times.
After that, Rias took me back to the Gremory Palace in the Underworld. We lived together as best friends for 2 years, and Rias helped me learn how to act like a proper noble lady. It wasn't until we entered Junior High that Rias received her Evil Pieces and officially reincarnated me as her Queen…"
Akeno's voice broke completely. Tears streamed down her face as years of suppressed pain finally poured out.
Akari listened without interrupting, her expression gentle.
When Akeno finally finished, Akari asked softly:
"How does it feel?"
Akeno wiped her tears, breathing shakily.
"I feel like a burden just came off me…"
Akari nodded.
"Now you can bring out your wings."
Akeno hesitated for only a second before nodding. She unfurled her wings — a physical representation of her dual nature. One wing was the typical bat-like, leathery wing of a reincarnated devil. The other was a sleek black-feathered wing inherited from her father, Baraqiel.
Akari stepped closer, eyes gleaming with mischief. She reached out and began playing with Akeno's wings in a very naughty way — fingers tracing the sensitive membranes, gently tugging at the feathers, stroking the leathery texture with deliberate sensuality.
A cute, involuntary moan slipped from Akeno's lips.
"Ahhn~!"
Encouraged, Akari moved behind her, wrapping her arms around Akeno's waist and grabbing both of her breasts from behind. She squeezed harder, fingers digging into the soft, full flesh.
"Ahhhhh! Akari-kun, please st—ahhhhhhh~!"
Akari silenced her by turning Akeno's head to the side and kissing her deeply, tongue sliding into her mouth in a heated, possessive kiss. At the same time, she continued squeezing Akeno's breasts firmly, kneading them with increasing pressure.
Akeno moaned silently into Akari's mouth, her body trembling. Her wings flapped instinctively, lifting both of them slightly off the ground as they floated in the white void, locked in the intense kiss and breast squeezing.
Ten full minutes passed like that — Akari's hands never stopping their rough massage of Akeno's breasts while their tongues danced passionately.
Finally, Akari pulled back, releasing Akeno's breasts and ending the kiss with a wet pop.
Akeno landed on the white surface, panting heavily, face flushed and eyes glassy with pleasure.
"Akari-kun… you're so rough on me… but I like it…"
Akari smirked, wiping her lips.
"Of course I will be rough on my girlfriend."
Akeno's blush deepened to an impressive shade.
Then Akari's expression turned serious again.
"Okay, enough of this. Your training begins now."
Akeno took a deep breath, wiping the last of her tears, a small but genuine smile forming on her lips. For the first time in a long while, the weight on her heart felt lighter.
She spread her dual wings fully, lightning beginning to crackle around her fingers as she prepared to unleash her full potential under Akari's guidance.