I slumped against the wall of the pool equipment room, catching my breath. My heart still pounded from the "crossfire" outside. Rias and Akeno… those two onee-samas were terrifying when they wanted to be. If I had the power of some harem-protagonist god, I'd have walked out there rubbing both their shoulders, chuckling, "Fufufu, by my face alone, stop this fight, my honeys."
But reality?
Reality was me hiding in a storage room smelling of chlorine, sweat running down my back, wondering how I'd gotten caught up in a two-sided competition for my attention.
The road to Harem King was too steep. Way, way too steep.
And maybe, just maybe, all the women in my world were scary.
I took in a long breath to calm my nerves—then froze.
There was someone behind me.
The door creaked open. Xenovia stepped inside, the dim light of the storage room catching on her blue hair.
"Oh my, it's Hyoudou Issei. What happened? Outside sounded… noisy?"
Her tone was innocent, curious. She didn't even realize she'd just walked into a warzone of affection.
"It's better if you don't go out right now," I said, forcing a shaky grin. "What about you? Why are you here?"
Xenovia tilted her head. "Ah, well, it's my first swimsuit, so it took me some time to put it on. Does it suit me?"
Even though there was a girls' changing room, she'd come all the way here?
It wasn't an erotic swimsuit like Rias's or Akeno-san's, but it was a simple bikini that clung to her curves just right. Her body was tight and toned from training, yet still soft in the right places. Her breasts—yeah, on the bigger side. Her sleek hair framed her shoulders like a dark waterfall.
I swallowed. "I think it suits you. Is it the first time you've worn one? Strict church rules?"
"Well, yes. Before this, I didn't have any interest in such things. But the female soldiers around me were dissatisfied that they couldn't enjoy things like this." She smiled faintly, as if recalling something far away.
I could picture it easily—Xenovia training with a blade while other girls sighed at not being able to enjoy normal teenage life.
"No matter how you see it, fighting suits me more," she admitted. "But… after my future changed, I began to feel something new. Even if just a little, I want to experience the entertainment befitting a girl."
That solemn expression… it didn't suit her swimsuit. It was like she was caught between two worlds.
"I see," I said softly.
She drew in a breath, then fixed me with those clear eyes.
"Hyoudou Issei. There's something I wanted to talk about."
"Ise is fine. You're my comrade."
"Then, I." Her voice dropped to a low, serious tone. "I'll say it again. Won't you make a child with me?"
I blinked. "Eh?"
Xenovia tilted her head. "Didn't you hear? Alright…" She repeated, word for word, calmly, "Ise, let's make children together."
She said it a third time. My brain still couldn't process it.
"Ise, let's make children together."
My mouth opened and closed. Words, any words. Come on, brain.
"After… graduation. After I've made some money," I blurted out. It was the only thing I could think to say. Because frankly, I am not against it. After all, in the future I will have children.
Fuck, who is talking? And why am I suddenly thinking rationally? It doesn't make sense. Is it me, my previous self, or the previous Issei putting words in my mouth?
Xenovia nodded at my fumbling. "Yeah. But let's talk in turns, so we can get to know each other better."
She began to speak.
"I was born and brought up in the headquarters of the Church, in Rome. From childhood, I was raised so that the element to wield holy swords would be born. For God, for religion, I endured training and study."
Her eyes softened but her voice stayed steady. "From childhood, my dreams and objectives were entwined with God and faith. Defeating devils was for the Lord. The Vatican taught us this, and I never doubted it. That's why, after becoming a devil now, my dreams and objectives… have disappeared."
I frowned. "Then why… this?"
She clasped her hands lightly in front of her. "While serving God, I had thrown away the part of me that was a woman's happiness. My body, my heart—I sealed everything for the sake of faith. But now, as a devil, what should I do? At first I didn't understand. After asking my present master, Rias Gremory—"
She paused, repeating what Rias had told her:
"Devils are beings that possess greed, fulfill greed, award greed, and desire greed. Try living as you wish."
"That's why," Xenovia continued, "I felt free to release what was sealed inside me. My new objective, my new dream, is to bear children."
I blinked again. "You want to do something that a girl can do, is what you're saying? Under your religion, your sense of virtue was too strong before?"
She nodded gravely.
And then, without a flicker of embarrassment, she started to peel off her swimsuit top.
"Wait, Xenovia—"
Her breasts came free, springing softly, almost bouncing with the motion. Boing. Boing.
"I know about the birth of devils," she said calmly, as if discussing a mission. "It's quite difficult to conceive, especially with pure-bloods. But luckily, you and I are both reincarnated devils. The base is human. Your sexual desire is strong as well. If we do it every day, within ten years I should conceive. No—if your desire is as strong as it appears, then within a day, multiple times is possible. If you include that, then within five years conception should be certain."
She said all of this in a flat, matter-of-fact tone. My jaw dropped lower with each word.
"There's no problem from the side of the children either," she added. "I'll raise them. But if they desire love from their father, then at those times I'd want you to play with them. After all, for children, both father and mother are required."
I stared. Hard. My body was betraying me.
Was it insane that I was getting turned on by this kind of crazy?
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