Kuoh Academy – Gardens

In one of the many outdoor gardens of the Kuoh private academy, Hyoudou Souji also known as the black prince of Kuoh, was resting peacefully basking in the afternoon sun, lying on the grass ignoring the hungry, thirsty and dreamy glances of some girls at him. the distance and passing, at least until a shadow hid the warm sun that our black prince received.

--What the hell do you want Saji?

He growled as he opened his eyes now tinted with a platinum blue color.

--Kaicho, is he calling you...and did you seriously give up...you know how to be a demon? How did you get the piece out of your body?

asked the ashy blonde Seichiro Saji.

--Hmmm, first of all, I gave up being “HIS” tower, “legally” speaking I'm still a Sitri demon, as for the piece, just tear it off along with everything else~ it's not that difficult~

--You know sometimes I forget that you are an absolute monster... but you are still on our side, right?

--That's a smart question Saji-kun~ and yes, this and your side until something more fun or profitable comes along~

--So as long as we don't bother you and they don't offer you a better salary, are you our ally?

--Correct~ have a Chocolate~

The black-haired man mocked as he handed a bar of chocolate to the farmhand.

--Thank you and Fuck you Souji, Kaicho wants you on the Student Council in 5 minutes~

The farmhand responded before taking the candy and continuing on his way.

--Well~ let's see what my ex-teacher wants~

The black-haired man murmured as he shook the dust off his uniform.

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Kuoh Academy - Student Council Hall

*Slide*

--You were looking for me~ Kaicho-chan~

--Jhoam...

With that brief exchange of words the air inside the room became uncomfortable and heavy, only the black-haired young man maintained a mocking smile on his face. After several minutes of a fruitless struggle of glances, the heiress of the Sitri house gave in, showing a face full of sadness and fatigue.

--I heard you found her... is that true?

--I didn't expect you to be so interested in my personal life...especially when you are no longer my Mistress~

--Jhoam... I'm sorry, I really was sorry, I was stupid, arrogant, complacent, I wasn't careful, I didn't know how to treat you, I admit I didn't know how to handle you, I didn't expect you to recover your memories so quickly, I didn't want to think about what would happen When you got them back, I thought I could be better than Rias, that you would just stay here with me without any more problems, you were always perfect in your demonic contracts, you even created a damn website to offer our services, I didn't expect you to date an older woman, I didn't think you would become an underground fighter, I never considered that “SHE” could appear, I didn't imagine that you could break the contract so easily, I never even imagined that your Sacred Gear was such an absurd BUG... I didn't take your suggestions seriously. words, I still doubted you after sending me to that simulation of your past... I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I will apologize for everything... so... please... come back...

Sona Sitri, a demon of noble birth, was defeated, on the verge of tears with her fists clenched, shoulders trembling and truly on the verge of a nervous breakdown, as she opened up to her former servant and who is possibly her only way to escape. strengthen your dream. She was fully aware that her dream was ridiculous, but in the current demonic society as long as your fist was big enough and your background cemented your status, anything was possible, she possessed the background as the sister of the Great Maou Leviathan and Heir of the House Sitri but she lacked the strength, the pure and depraved power that her sister held, that is why she saw Hyoudou Souji, she did not see Jhoam Hanzo as her genie of the lamp, the one who would pave the way to her dreams... but the reality was different.

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He did not know how to gain their trust, rather abuse of what had been given to him, created a gap in their already precarious and weak relationship, then Jhoam himself sought his own path, his own life, his own resolution and to top it all off, the eldest fear of Sona Sitri, that woman had appeared, a woman who should not exist but who still exists to torment her and tell her... "I have everything you need and will never have"...Natasha Hanzo.

--Did you call me here for this?

The black-haired man asked as he sat quietly on a luxurious and intricate throne of shadows, his blue eyes shining with a metallic light and indifferent to the beautiful girl on the verge of tears in front of him. Cruel and indifferent eyes, the eyes of a murderer, the eyes of a soldier, the eyes of a man who spent a life surrounded by blood and death.

--You know you disappoint me... I thought you would call me to reconsider the agreement and sign a new agreement... not this...

At the black-haired man's cold words, Sona could barely hold back her tears but some had already escaped. She had missed another opportunity.

--Gremory has been knocking on my door, offering many things and it's starting to sound tempting... I don't have too many interests or dreams, you should already know, after entering my head two or three times~

The black-haired man mocked as he took out a bottle of red wine from his shadow.

--This is a very special wine~ Harvested and distilled in a small community of Vampires in Trifas Romania, with a special species of grapes~ Carmila Grapes, grapes grown with a special mixture of Human Blood, Glacier Water and some vampire secrets ~ I won a case of this fragrant must in a fight a few days ago...

I commented while pouring the crimson liquid into a glass, the smell of iron, flowers and alcohol soon permeated the room.

--Ah~ and it's quite strong~

*Snif*Ring*Glup*Glup*

After slowly taking a sip, he turned his gaze to the young woman. Who remained there controlling his emotions.

--Sona... since you decided to be honest with me a little, I will also say my part~

Taking out another cup from his shadow, filling it with Blood Wine and placing it in front of the girl.

--You could say that after recovering my “Identity” and “Accepting” some parts of my situation, as well as other events here and there, you really stopped being profitable or even interesting~ Your dream is to found a school in the underworld, you will need more than your family's political power and your sister's nuclear deterrent for it, you may be considered one of the smartest young demons of the new generation but you're still weak, Serafall can do that whole ridiculous magical girl game and no one can say shit because she is STRONG Do you want to make an open and non-discriminatory public school in the underworld? That's being idealistic girl~ You live in a world where you still function under a caste system, nobles, commoners, vassals, and all this based on your combat ability... Did you really think it would be so easy? The dream of that Stripper from Gremory is more realistic, she just wants to make her “Ass” independent and not be sold into some political marriage, which she already fixed when she crippled and traumatized her fiancé~

*Glup*Glup*

After laughing a little, the black-haired man took a few more sips before continuing.

--Sona... I really don't care about them, angels, demons, fallen ones, other religions, this whole world, I don't care~ after recovering my memories, gaining access to the Sacred Gear... everything stopped mattering... .The fundamental difference between you (The beings of this world) and Me... is that you must play by the rules, while I am outside of them, so it doesn't matter~ whether you live or die is indifferent to me ~ I am an external being ~ I only need a few souls full of divinity and nothing will matter anymore... it will truly be the end, for you and me... so why futilely seek such a nobly precarious dream, drown your sorrows in some vice, enjoy life and your servants, live the futility of existence like your sister with her Mahou Shojos~ because nothing matters... everything is finite in the end, unless you have the Strength to make it worth it but again when you have all the strength, everything loses meaning...

*Glup*Glup*Glup*

Sona looked at the black-haired man who emptied the strong liquor down his throat while analyzing his words before responding.

*glup*

Taking a sip of the exotic wine he felt his throat burn and his mind clear from the pain and intoxication, a strange sensation of dizziness and clarity.

--So I'm too weak to do something and you're too strong to do it...since in the end it really...doesn't matter at all...

--Exactly~ You said it yourself, I'm a horrible BUG~ to the point where it's no fun for anyone~ I could go and blow up the entire underworld but what would I gain from it~ Nothing~ so why do it~

*glup*

--I was Immortal and ruled the shadows before I met you, now I am the damned incarnation of the outside~ Even more immortal~ Super? Mega Immortal~?

*glup*

--Argh... so... you will not return to my nobility... you will not help me fulfill my dream, since you are too strong to help me...

--Yes and No~...If I am too strong, I massacre a semi-professional team in less than fifteen minutes~ so it would not be fun to help you and it must be “YOU” who becomes strong, eventually your little pawns will rise in rank. rank and they will obtain the right to form their own nobility and you will be left alone, perhaps Saji with his puppy love and his sense of responsibility will keep him by your side for a few centuries but Tsubasa and Hankai will leave, the same could happen with your future knight and my replacement... Rias has the magic of Destruction of her family, but you lack that talent... There are many Super Class Demons hidden, your small and idyllic wish will surely clash with the interests of some of those bigwigs of which not even your sister will be able to protect you...So tell me...What really matters?

*Glup~*