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[Monday, after Micael leaves school]
At that moment, everyone who was present in the room during the meeting had already left, going to do their own things.
Rias was sitting on one of the sofas, resting on her thighs with her palms supporting her face.
With a thoughtful look on her face, she is thinking about the words Grayfia said before leaving.
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While everyone left the room, Rias remained with Grayfia inside.
With Akeno leaving last and closing the door behind her, Grayfia, standing with her hands folded in front, calmly turned to Rias as she spoke.
"Rias, I'm telling you now that Sirzecs-sama asked me to do a preliminary assessment of the boy and see his character." — The words that came out of her sounded in a calm and measured tone.
And with those words being heard, Rias' reaction was to smile slightly as she crossed her arms with her hands on her elbows. — "I thought my brother would ask for such a thing, then? What did you think of him?"
She spoke while looking at Grayfia's calm expression.
"His intentions appear to be honest, just as he says, and his character appears to be as you described."
Grayfia responded to her with the same tone as before.
The smile on Rias' face grew a little when she heard those words.
"However, you must still keep your guard up, the boy is quite skilled at controlling his expressions, and one of his skills as he described is manipulating his own body, he might be faking it."
And with those other words from Grayfia, Rias' smile disappeared as she let out a frustrated groan.
"Ugh, I know that, but I believe he was being sincere from the beginning, it wouldn't even make sense for him to lie." — A hand pushing her hair behind her ear as she responded to Grayfia.
Grayfia just stared silently for a brief moment before responding.
"I understand your point, but you must remain cautious, after all you-"
And she ended up being interrupted by Rias.
"I know, I know, I understand, I'm not that naive, I'm keeping an eye on him." — She spoke as she looked at her, her expression trying to show that she understood the situation.
And with her words, the only thing she received was another calm and silent look from Grayfia with her.
With a short but awkward silence settling for a brief moment, it was then that Grayfia spoke.
"Alright, I'll keep an eye on him too, as I imagine this will be difficult for you."
A strange smile appeared on Rias' face, she didn't know if Grayfia was joking with her or being serious, her calm expression showed nothing.
But knowing her, it was probably both.
Without waiting for a response from Rias and ignoring her strange smile, Grayfia went to the corner where she appeared with the magic circle. — "In any case, if you need my help with anything, don't hesitate to call me, so for now I'll go."
She finished her words by stopping in place.
Looking at her, Rias spoke. — "Understood, see you later." — A hand waving in a farewell gesture.
Grayfia responded in kind, lightly waving her hand in farewell as she spoke.
"Bye."
After her words ended, a silver magic circle appeared beneath her, expanding as it glowed, then her figure took on a luminous shape until she disappeared and the magic circle fell apart after that.
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Recalling the small conversation she had with Grayfia before leaving, Rias felt mixed feelings.
On the one hand, Grayfia was right, she couldn't completely let her guard down, contract or not, she still didn't know him well enough.
But on the other hand, she trusted him, his act of saying he could manipulate his own body could be considered an act of trust in them, considering what they could deduce from that information.
And she trusted him, her instinct told her that he was trustworthy and she found him pleasant to be around, and she also believed her instinct, at least she believed it was her instinct.
She still couldn't understand why she found it so pleasant to be around him, she wasn't sure what she was feeling.
Blinking in her contemplative state, feeling the strange emotions in her mind seeming like a jumble of threads, she sighed as she straightened up. — "Nevermind, it doesn't make sense to think about it, it isn't important."
Then, getting up from her sitting position, she walked over to her office desk with her laptop on top.
Once there, she pulled out the chair and sat down, opening the laptop and turning it on, she opened the monitoring barrier program.
This was a habit she had, sometimes, when she was bored or just to pass the time, in addition to watching anime or reading manga, she would look through the barrier's "camera", seeing what the other students were doing around the school.
With one hand supporting her face, she moved her hand to the mouse, moving the camera around the school grounds.
The images on the screen changed as they showed locations of the school, the tennis court, the swimming pool, the running track, and other locations.
Seeing that the students from the respective clubs interacted normally as usual, she left the camera and opened the recording file folder.
She intended to see today's recording, precisely the conversation that Micael had with Grayfia, she wanted to see and better understand the plan he had proposed and perhaps think of something to help.
She opened the file folder and saw today's recording, but stopped before clicking on it.
The reason for this was that right next to that recording was another, a recording named with a date, a date that pointed to a day earlier.
That is, yesterday.
And the reason she stopped was that she realized, thoughts racing through her mind as she recalled yesterday's events.
Micael's arrival, the conversation they had and subsequent fight between him and Koneko.
But her mind was focused on something that happened between the last two things.
Snapping out of her daze, she slowly moved the mouse cursor over the recording file, her heart rate slowly accelerating, one hand still resting against her face.
With a hesitant click, she opened the file, a video that lasted twenty-four hours, with the video automatically starting at the beginning of the day.
Heart racing, she moved the mouse cursor and slowly sped up the video, images from that morning flashing on the screen until she stopped.
On the screen, the frozen image was of her and the others walking out the door while Micael held the uniform and watched them leave.
Knowing what would come after that image, Rias, who hadn't even realized that she was biting the nail of her little finger in tension, straightened up in her chair while thinking about her actions.
With her heart racing, she placed both hands on her face.
Now, she was fully aware of what she intended to do, the point is that she was trying to think of a plausible justification for it, but she couldn't think of any.
Unable to find an excuse, her inner shame only increased as she recognized the nature of her thoughts, refusing to admit them, making her feel even more shame.
With these contradictory thoughts, she slowly took a deep breath through her hands, then lowering them, her red face with a blush on her cheeks was exposed.
Placing her hand on the mouse, she muttered to herself in a faint tone.
"Alright, alright, just a quick look, I'm sure he wouldn't mind, just...a quick look."
Trying to apologize to herself, she slowly moved the mouse cursor to the button for the next frame and started clicking.
With the images on the screen changing with each click, she saw how the video progressed, with her and the others leaving the room and closing the door, how Micael turned and walked to the couch, placing his uniform on it and as his hands slowly moved to the shirt he was wearing.
Standing at that painting, feeling her heart race with nervousness and possible excitement, Rias stopped as her thoughts of embarrassment and a bit of shyness kept the blush on her face.
Moving her hands and lightly slapping her cheeks, she steadied herself while clenching her fists.
"Alright, you can do it."
Then, taking another deep breath, she placed one hand on the mouse again, the other being in front of her face with the tip of her thumbnail being bitten.
With a click the image on the screen changed, Micael's hands reached his shirt.
With another click, she saw how he lifted his shirt a little.
With one more, she saw how he stopped.
And with another, she saw how he looked to the side, an eyebrow raised and a suspicious look on his face, as if he knew he was being seen.
Staring at Micael's frozen frame with his suspicious expression, she felt her heart beat erratically for a moment as a tingling ran through her body.
With her feeling of shame and shyness increasing abruptly, she placed her hands on her face as she swayed from side to side awkwardly.
"Uaaah~ he knows."
With an awkward groan, the shame was clear in her tone, she felt like she had been caught red-handed.
Taking a moment to regain her calm, she removed her hands from her face and, taking another deep breath, picked up the mouse again. — "I've already started, now I have to finish."
With her face burning with blush, she slowly clicked.
With the click, she saw how he looked in the other direction, his expression still suspicious.
With another click, he looked forward, a thoughtful expression on his face.
With another, he shrugs, as if he doesn't care.
Her heart was pounding, anticipation rising among her other emotions, her lips pressed inward as she leaned forward without realizing it.
Then, with another click, the picture changed, with him slightly lifting his shirt.
Next time, the shirt is already at chest height.
And in the next click the shirt is already in his arms, with him already pulling it over his head.
And with one more, he had his shirt in front, open, as if he was going to fold it.
And seeing this, she clicked but went back to the previous frame.
With that, she looked intensely at the frame in front of her, Micael's shirt over his head in his arms, completely exposing his torso.
The defined abdomen, the V-cut going to the groin, the chest and even the side muscles forming a "wing", she looked at that body that seemed to have been built with the utmost dedication.
Zooming in, with the image maintaining its quality, she could see even the smallest details of his body.
Suddenly, making her come out of her hypnotized state, she realized that her face was a few centimeters away from the screen, making her move away.
With a fisted hand placed against her mouth, she ruminated silently for a moment, her flushed face faintly frowning.
Then, moving closer to the screen, this time staying close consciously, she went back to clicking.
With one click, she moved the frame to the next one where he was laying out the shirt, the next one she saw how he started to fold it.
Another click and she saw him placing the folded shirt next to the uniform on the couch.
And with one more, she saw him moving his hand to the waistband of the shorts he was wearing.
Facing that scene, her anticipation increased along with her nervousness as she slowly clicked.
And in the scene that followed, her reaction spoke for itself.
"Per Satan..."
With her eyes expanding as they slowly widened, her mouth opening as her lips moved away from each other and her surprised tone of voice clearly culminating in an expression of astonishment.
Shocked and frozen, she could only stare dazedly at the frame of the screen.
In it, Micael had lowered his shorts to his thighs, completely exposing his underwear, and with the front view of his crotch completely unobstructed, with the reason for Rias' reaction being the noticeable thick volume there.
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(Continue...)