In the Occult Research Room, three distinctive figures occupied the space. Rias Gremory, the crimson-haired beauty with a commanding presence, sat at the chessboard, her keen mind focused on the strategic game before her.
Beside her, Akeno Himejima, the elegant black-haired maiden with a ponytail, watched the game with a playful glint in her eyes.
And nestled between them was Koneko Toujou, the petite girl with white hair and golden eyes, her expression as stoic as ever.
As Koneko spoke up, her words drew the attention of her companions. "Both Alexander and Issey are with fallen angels, Rias-senpai," she reported, her voice calm and matter-of-fact.
Koneko is a petite girl with white hair and gold eyes. The front of her hair has two long bangs going past her shoulders and several loose bangs hanging over her forehead, while the back has a short bob cut. She also wears a black cat-shaped hair clip on both sides of her hair.
Rias's eyebrows furrowed slightly in contemplation as she considered Koneko's words. "Fallen angels, you say?" she mused, her crimson eyes narrowing thoughtfully. "That's certainly... unexpected."
Akeno leaned forward, her curiosity piqued. "Do you think it's a coincidence, Rias?" she asked, her voice tinged with intrigue.
Akeno is a beautiful young woman with a voluptuous figure, very long black hair and violet eyes. Her hair is usually tied in a very long ponytail, reaching all the way down to the floor with two strands sticking out from the top and sloping backward, with an orange ribbon keeping it in place.
Rias shook her head slowly, her expression thoughtful. "I highly doubt it," she replied, her tone grave. "It seems the fallen angels are making their move."
"So what's next? What should we do?" Akeno turned to Rias, her eyes searching for guidance as she gestured towards the chessboard. "Didn't you have your eyes on Issey and Alexander to make them your servants?"
Rias paused, her fingers hovering over the chess pieces as she considered Akeno's question. "I did have my eye on Issey," she admitted, her gaze shifting to the board before her. "I'm one hundred percent sure she possesses a sacred gear. As for Alexander... he's still something of a mystery to me."
"I did hear that he was quite handsome," Akeno chimed in with a mischievous smile. "And even his older sister, Albedo, is quite popular among both teachers and students."
Rias nodded thoughtfully at Akeno's observation. "Yes, I've heard about Albedo," she replied, her voice tinged with curiosity. "She seems to have made quite an impression on everyone at school."
Akeno's lips curved into a knowing smile. "I wonder what their story is," she mused, her eyes gleaming with interest. "It's not often that we come across such intriguing individuals."
Rias's expression softened with amusement. "True," she agreed, a hint of mischief dancing in her crimson eyes. "But regardless of their background, if Alexander and Issey possess potential, then they could prove to be valuable additions to our peerage."
Akeno nodded in agreement, her gaze turning back to the chessboard. "Indeed," she said, her tone thoughtful. "Let's keep a close eye on them and see how things unfold."
•••
Issey stood in the bustling plaza, her eyes scanning the crowd as she waited for Mittelt. The sun beat down overhead, casting a warm glow over the colorful array of shops and stalls that lined the square. It was a lively scene, filled with the chatter of shoppers and the tantalizing aroma of street food.
As Issey glanced around, her thoughts drifted to Mittelt, the new friend she had met recently. From what Mittelt had told her, she was an orphan who had come all the way from England to start a new life in their town. Issey couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy for her, imagining the challenges she must have faced in adjusting to her new surroundings.
When Mittelt had timidly asked Issey if she could show her around the town, Issey had readily agreed. After all, she knew firsthand how overwhelming it could be to navigate a new place all on your own. Plus, she was always eager to make new friends, especially ones who shared her adventurous spirit.
As Issey waited, she couldn't help but feel a flutter of excitement at the thought of showing Mittelt all the hidden gems of their town. From the cozy cafes tucked away down winding alleyways to the picturesque parks that offered respite from the hustle and bustle of city life, there was so much to explore and discover.
Finally, Issey spotted Mittelt making her way through the crowd, her expression a mix of nervousness and anticipation.
She was a petite girl with blonde-colored hair and big, doe-like eyes that seemed to take in everything around her with wonder.
"Hey, Mittelt! Over here!" Issey called out, waving excitedly as Mittelt approached.
Mittelt's face broke into a relieved smile as she hurried over to join Issey. "Thank you so much for agreeing to show me around, Issey," she said earnestly, her English accent giving her words a charming lilt.
"No problem at all!" Issey replied cheerfully. "I'm always up for an adventure, and I can't wait to show you all the best spots in town."
As they set off together, Issey launched into a lively description of their first stop: a quaint little bakery known for its mouthwatering pastries and friendly atmosphere.
Mittelt listened attentively, her eyes sparkling with excitement at the prospect of sampling some of the town's culinary delights.
By the end of the tour, they reached the tranquil fountain at the heart of the park, Mittelt turned to face Issey with a serious expression.
"Well, I had a lot of fun today, and I want to thank you for showing me around," Mittelt began, her tone solemn. "But there's something I need to ask you."
Issey's brows furrowed in confusion, but she nodded encouragingly. "Of course, Mittelt. You can ask me anything."
Mittelt took a deep breath before posing her question, her gaze steady as she met Issey's eyes. "Will you... die for me?"
Issey blinked in surprise, her mind struggling to process Mittelt's unexpected request. "Umm, what?" she stammered, feeling utterly bewildered by Mittelt's sudden question.
"I said, will you die for me?" Mittelt repeated, her tone unwavering as she waited for Issey's response.
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