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Rias clapped her hands together, addressing the room with authority.
"Alright, everyone, get ready—we're going to a training camp!"
I stretched my arms behind my head and casually added, "And I'll be the one training you."
A horrified silence fell over the room as everyone turned to me with various expressions of disbelief.
Issei immediately threw his hands up. "Oh hell no—we're screwed!"
I grinned evilly. "Don't worry, only a few of you will die."
Akeno let out her signature giggle, clearly entertained. Kiba looked thoughtful, probably considering what kind of training I had in mind. Rias seemed curious as well, though a small smirk hinted at amusement.
Issei, meanwhile, looked like he was praying to Satan for divine intervention.
And Koneko?
Flick.
I winced, "Ow!" rubbing the sore spot on my forehead as she simply crossed her arms.
….
They were all coming over to my house before we left for the camp. Asia, Alucard, and Frost would be joining as well. I still needed a sparring partner, and Frost had eagerly volunteered, saying she'd whip me into shape like a proper pupil.
I was currently packing while talking to Voltaris, who was perched on my shoulder like a judgmental thunder deity.
"Look, all I'm saying is that Burger King is better than McDonald's," he argued.
I paused mid-pack and slowly turned my head toward him. "I will bring up that rap video again."
Voltaris groaned. "I still can't believe Wendy came out of nowhere."
I nodded sagely. "Just remember, he might be a king, but a clown wears the crown."
"Damn, that line was dope," Voltaris admitted.
I smirked, zipping up my bag. "I know."
Voltaris switched back to a more serious tone. "So, when are you gonna tell them the full truth? They basically know you're not human at this point—at least not fully."
I leaned against my desk, thinking. "Probably at the celebration—whether it's for Rias's wedding or her victory in the Rating Game."
Voltaris clicked his tongue. "You think they even have a chance?"
I sighed. "Right now? No. But that's what I'm here for. I'm going to whip them into shape."
Voltaris narrowed his glowing eyes at me. "Should I be concerned that you're actually bringing a whip for this training?"
I smirked. "Maybe. It's mostly to scare the crap outta Issei. He needs it the most."
Voltaris chuckled darkly. "Yeah, I agree—but ten days might not be enough."
I grinned. "That's why I'm throwing them into my dungeon."
Voltaris blinked. "Wait. You mean that zombie horde dungeon? The one where, the second you enter, you get swarmed by five hundred undead?"
I stretched my arms. "Yep."
"…You're going to get them killed."
I grinned wider. "I did say only a few would die."
Voltaris sighed. "You're terrifying sometimes."
I patted him on the head. "Oh, but you love that about me."
Voltaris snorted. "And here I thought Akeno was the real sadistic one."
I raised an eyebrow. "I don't enjoy killing, dude—don't put me in that category."
Voltaris just hummed in amusement. "Mm-hmm, keep telling yourself that."
….
A knock at the door pulled me from my conversation.
Opening it, I found Rias and the rest of the club standing outside. everyone except my favorite Neko, who was still in her room.
Rias tilted her head. "Sorry, I couldn't get ahold of Koneko. I'll head over to her place and get her."
I stared at her blankly for a moment before sighing. "You do know she lives here, right?"
Silence.
The club's eyes widened in shock.
"WAIT, WHAT!?"
Issei practically sprinted to my side, grabbing my shoulders. "Damn, man! You already got a chick living with you!?"
I shrugged. "Technically, I have three."
Asia peeked out from behind the doorframe, looking concerned. "Shiro, are these the people you mentioned?"
I nodded. "Yeah, they're the ones."
Asia smiled brightly. "Then I'll go prepare breakfast for everyone!"
Rias blinked in confusion. "Wait—did she just say she's making breakfast!?"
I smirked. "Yep. Asia's making breakfast. Alucard's probably yelling at the TV—just ignore him. Oh, and try not to stare too much at Frost. She might freeze you just for fun."
I stepped aside, waving them in.
The training camp was about to begin.
And these poor souls had no idea what they were in for.
I gestured for them all to come inside.
Kiba looked around, nodding approvingly. "Nice place."
I smirked. "Yeah, it's decent."
Before I could say more, a flat voice interrupted from behind me.
"Yeah, after I cleaned it."
I turned to see Koneko standing with her arms crossed, looking unimpressed.
I waved her off. "Hey, it was fine."
Koneko raised an eyebrow. "Fine? You had ramen wrappers and fast food bags everywhere when I moved in. Not to mention—you can't cook."
I scoffed, placing a hand over my chest. "I can cook! It just comes out a little… blackened."
Koneko deadpanned. "Crispy, my sweet ass. That shit tasted like charcoal."
I grinned, not missing the opportunity. "You do have a sweet ass."
Silence.
Then—
"DUDE, YOU BANGED HER!?"
Issei's loud declaration made the entire room freeze.
Koneko turned beet red, looking like she wanted to burrow into the ground.
I shrugged, completely forgetting we weren't alone. "Nineteen times."
Koneko snapped her head toward me, her face an inferno of embarrassment. "Shiro!!!"
I smiled at her reaction. "See? She's adorable."
Before I could say anything else, Koneko tackled me onto the couch, pinning me down.
"Idiot! Idiot! Idiot!" She repeatedly smacked my chest, her fists barely doing 4–5 damage each. She looked like a child throwing a tantrum, which only made her cuter.
I chuckled, resting my arms behind my head as I let her wail on me. "I rest my case."
Then, to my surprise, she leaned down and kissed me—a quick but firm peck to shut me up.
Everyone in the room stared.
Rias blinked. "I've never seen her show this much emotion before."
Kiba chuckled. "It suits you, Koneko. You should express yourself more."
Akeno giggled behind her hand. "My, my~ I hope you two used protection."
I paused and tilted my head. "Damn, I knew I forgot something."
Rias gawked at me. "Wait—you didn't!?"
I rubbed the back of my head. "Uh… no. We got a little caught up in the moment."
Koneko let out a frustrated groan, her face still flushed. "Shiro!!!"
Before the conversation could escalate, Asia's voice saved me.
"Breakfast!"
I shot up from the couch. "Oh, saved by the nun! See ya!"
I bolted toward the kitchen, Koneko hot on my heels, pouting.
Behind us, the others were smiling, clearly enjoying how happy she looked.
….
We were hiking up a steep hill, heading toward our training ground.
And, as expected—
"Ughh… this is too hard…"
Issei was whining.
I stopped walking, waiting for him to catch up. The moment he did, I pulled out a whip from my inventory and smiled darkly.
His eyes widened in fear.
"One more complaint, and I'll start your training early."** I cracked the whip, the sharp snap echoing through the air.**
Issei immediately went pale.
"Shit! His sadist side is showing—RUN!"
He sprinted up the hill.
I chased after him, cracking the whip just close enough to make him panic but never actually hitting him.
I laughed evilly, thoroughly enjoying his terror. "Come back, Issei! It'll just hurt a lot!"
"YOU'RE A SADISTIC BASTARD!" Issei yelled, barely dodging another crack of the whip.
Watching from behind, Rias turned to Koneko, looking concerned. "Should we be worried?"
Koneko didn't even flinch. "Trust me. He's holding back—a lot."
Akeno smiled mischievously. "Oh my~"
Koneko shot her a warning glare. "Back off."
Kiba sighed, shaking his head. "Well… this will definitely be interesting."
I grinned wickedly. "This isn't even training—this is practice."
Koneko, who had been watching silently, finally yelled at me.
"One Akeno is enough!"
I turned toward her with a smirk. "Fine! I'll be worse than Akeno then!"
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