Under the soft moonlight, Ethan gazed down at the semi-vampire girl. Nanao lay in a deep, exhausted sleep, her slender, pale legs still stained with the sticky, glistening remnants of their union. The faint light caught the sheen of the fluids, creating an incredibly erotic contrast against her innocent, sleeping face.
Though he wanted to keep holding her, Ethan eventually got up and draped a blanket over her. He tidied the bed slightly, making enough room to sit down.
Is this the power of the True Ancestor bloodline?
Ethan felt his own bloodline surge. Specifically, the undying nature of the Phoenix bloodline had fused with the True Ancestor's traits, creating a far more potent form of immortality. Ordinarily, True Ancestors, while not fearing sunlight, were weak against fire—especially the flames of a Phoenix. They should have been incompatible.
However, through the harmony of his dual cultivation ability, there was no rejection. Instead, their respective strengths were amplified. From now on, even if his magic was spent and his mind exhausted, as long as he wasn't erased from the very root of existence, Ethan could naturally undergo a nirvana rebirth from the flames given enough time. Unless he faced a supreme being who had achieved the fourth qualitative change, no one could truly threaten his life anymore.
As Ethan processed these changes, Chisato Hasegawa immediately wound herself around him. She had stripped naked while Ethan was busy with Nanao. Without a word, their eyes met, and Ethan understood exactly what was on her mind. She wanted their private time together.
"Nng... chu... haa... slurp... Finally, I have you all to myself."
Chisato wrapped her arms around Ethan's neck, engaging him in a deep, tongue-tangling kiss. When she finally pulled back for air, her eyes were swimming with lust.
"I want my prize. I've been holding back and watching while you were busy turning Nanao into a woman."
"You did well," Ethan said softly. He reached out to stroke her silky black hair, but she suddenly pinned him to the bed, pressing her entire body against him.
"A head pat isn't enough. Today, it's your responsibility to love me properly. Because..." Chisato whispered, "since I moved out, the time we spend together has decreased so much."
"Fair point."
Ethan lifted her by her firm buttocks and guided her to straddle his waist. In this cowgirl position, Chisato guided Ethan's hands to her heavy, bountiful breasts. He didn't hesitate, kneading the soft mounds with greedy intent.
"Ahhh... mm... haa... Now that things here are settled, you'll be focusing on Rias and the others, won't you?" the sexy black-haired woman asked, her body swaying with pleasure.
"Yeah. Even though there's still drama between the Hero Faction and the Ten Great Gods, I'll let Basara and his old man deal with that headache."
Ethan enjoyed the sensation of her breasts in his hands while he planned his next steps. His "reincarnation with memories" and his knowledge of the "future" were no longer secrets. Although the timeline had deviated significantly, the "Will of the World" was still trying to pull things back toward certain milestones.
Having rescued Raphaelene and gathered Mio, Maria, and the others, his involvement with the Shinmai Maou world was largely reaching its conclusion. Compared to the massive DxD universe, which spanned multiple dimensions, this world only had a few loose ends left—like the taboo creation of the Hero Faction, Kyouichi Shiba, and the ambitions of the Ten Great Gods.
The Ten Great Gods, having received their Godheads back, clearly wanted nothing more to do with the Red Dragon Emperor. Ethan was happy to oblige. He was far more interested in the endless parade of beauties and Longinus users in the DxD world. He hadn't even finished "claiming" the entire student council yet.
Then there was the Khaos Brigade, which housed several top-tier beauties. Specifically, he was eyeing Kuroka, the older sister of Koneko.
In the original plot, before entering university, the Occult Research Club was supposed to have a special training camp. However, because Ethan had changed everything and everyone was already far stronger than they should be, the training camp was canceled. But certain events were inevitable.
A few days ago, while Ethan was busy with the sports festival, Rias received notice of the All-Faction Reception. The peace treaty between Angels, Fallen Angels, and Devils was just the beginning; now, the various mythologies of the world were gathering to formalize peace. This time, it was an exchange with the Norse faction.
Not only were Michael and the current Governor-General of the Fallen Angels attending, along with the Great Satan Serafall Leviathan, but the chief god of Norse mythology, Odin himself, was coming in person. Most of the Occult Research Club members were invited, including Ethan's and Rias's peerages. Even Sheera and Sephias could attend if they wished.
It was essentially a networking event for the younger generation, organized by Rias's brother, Sirzechs Lucifer.
"So, you're definitely going to the reception early next month, right?" Chisato asked, still riding him.
"It's just for one night. I'll be back soon," Ethan said, pulling her slender waist closer and thrusting upward to soothe her.
"Nng... haaa..." Chisato suppressed a moan, pressing her breasts against his chest. "Even though you're very strong now, be careful. I have a feeling something big will happen."
"Always looking out for me. Thanks, Professor," Ethan teased, using her title. He didn't mention the specifics. The Khaos Brigade might be a threat to others, but as long as Ophis didn't show up, no one could touch him.
"I'm just doing my duty," Chisato said. She paused, then added: "If you don't want to waste my feelings, show me with your actions. Like I said, I was a good girl and watched you with Nanao... so I want a reward where I can feel all of your love."
She suddenly sat up, exposing Ethan's hard, throbbing cock to the cool air.
"Fine. If that's all it takes, I'll give you as much as you want."
Ethan sat up. "Let's begin, Aphreya."
Chisato shivered at the mention of her old divine name. She turned around and arched her back, presenting her buttocks high in the air.
"Come, Ethan... let my body taste your essence again."
She spread her pink, soaking wet slit with her fingers, displaying her lewd, submissive form. Ethan, as her absolute master, feasted greedily until he broke her mind with pleasure on Nanao's bed.
Early February, evening. Under the guidance of Grayfia, Ethan's group of five arrived at the Gremory territory. They waited in a luxurious villa until the banquet was ready to begin.
After some discussion, only Ethan, Rias, Akeno, Xenovia, and Koneko attended. Asia felt the setting wasn't for her, while Raynare and the other Fallen Angel girls felt awkward facing their former kin. Mio and Leval just found it troublesome—Leval had seen enough of these parties as a Phoenix princess, and Mio just wanted to be a normal high school girl.
The group was smaller than in the original timeline, but far more powerful. Aside from Ethan, the other four were all at the Demon Lord level. Even the "weakest," Koneko, was only slightly behind Serafall.
Ethan wondered if Kuroka would still try to pull Koneko aside before the chaos started. The two sisters were now on much more even footing. Koneko wanted her sister back just as much as Kuroka wanted her. However, Koneko still feared using her Senjutsu and Nekomata powers. Without Ethan's help, she still wouldn't be able to beat her sister.
"Koneko, what's wrong?" Rias, dressed in a stunning red evening gown with her hair in a high ponytail, stopped in the hallway. She looked at the cat-girl, who had fallen a step behind. "You've been out of it since we arrived."
Koneko lowered her head. "Sorry, President. Before the banquet starts, I want to go somewhere else."
"Where?"
Koneko bit her lip and remained silent. Rias wanted to press her, but Ethan stopped her. "Let her go, Rias. We can handle the banquet."
"But..."
"It's fine. I've got this," Ethan said. Rias looked into his eyes and chose to trust him.
"Thank you, President. Thank you, Ethan-senpai," Koneko bowed and hurried off in the opposite direction.
Once she was gone, Ethan smiled. "You guys go ahead. I'll bring her back in a bit."
"Ethan, do you know something?"
"I sense a familiar presence. It's likely the Khaos Brigade." Ethan nodded. It wasn't a secret; the Norse god Loki and the Khaos Brigade were about to crash this party anyway.
"Khaos Brigade..." Rias relaxed. "It must be Kuroka. No wonder Koneko acted that way." She knew that until Koneko settled things with her sister, she would never truly be at peace with her own power.
"Ethan, I haven't told you the full story about Koneko, have I?"
"Go on." Ethan sensed Koneko's aura and another "cat" nearby, so he wasn't in a rush.
Rias explained the history of the Shirone (Koneko) and Kuroka. The two were orphaned Nekomata who were taken in by a Devil. Kuroka became a servant, but her power grew too quickly, leading her to kill her master and flee. She became a Stray Devil, and the higher-ups wanted to execute Koneko to prevent a repeat. Sirzechs had stepped in, taking Koneko under his protection and entrusting her to Rias.
Ethan knew the truth—Kuroka had killed the master to protect Koneko from being experimented on. Sirzechs knew this too, which is why he saved her. Plus, Koneko was a "Nekoshou," the rarest and most powerful line of Nekomata capable of using Senjutsu.
As Rias finished, Ethan noticed Koneko had stopped moving. He cloaked his presence and followed.
"Alright, Ethan will handle that. Let's go to the party," Rias said, looking at Xenovia and Akeno. "The Khaos Brigade is here. Tonight won't be boring."
"Ara ara~ how unfortunate," Akeno teased, her black kimono struggling to contain her curves.
"Akeno-senpai, that would be more believable if you weren't smiling," Xenovia deadpanned. She was in her school uniform, acting as a "guard."
Ethan found Koneko and Kuroka in a dense forest. Kuroka was lounging lazily on a thick tree branch, her white shoulder exposed and a slender leg cocked high, her geta dangling off her bare foot. She looked elegant and sexy, like a true black cat.
"I only leaked a little bit of my scent... and you came running right away," Kuroka teased in a sing-song voice. "Big sister is so moved, meow~"
Koneko remained expressionless. "Sister, why are you here?"
"Don't make such a scary face!" Kuroka pouted. "I heard there was going to be big news here... so I got curious. Meow~" She winked and made a cat pose.