For the time being, regarding Sirzechs-sama's personal info, we made it that he’s Buchou’s Onii-san, and is the heir to the company Buchou’s father runs. He’s Sirzechs Gremory. After using the name he threw away long ago once more, Sirzech-sama seemed to be having fun. “The maid-san over there is…”
“Yes, she’s Grayfia.”
Maou-sama answers my father’s question. “Actually she’s my wife.”
“Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeh?”
Everyone except Buchou let out gasps, but Grayfia-san was expressionlessly pinching Maou-sama’s cheek. “I am the maid, Grayfia. I apologise for my master speaking such boring jokes.”
“It huwts, It huwts, Grayfia.”
The angry yet quiet Grayfia-san and the teary eyed smiling Maou-sama. Buchou who was beside them covered her face with her hands from embarrassment. Ah, Buchou’s family seems to be interesting. Who would have thought that the Maou-sama would say jokes like this. Since Grayfia-san seems to be accustomed to this as well, Maou-sama must be doing mischief frequently. “Well then, Gremory-san, would you be attending the class visit as well?”
Mother asks Maou-sama. Without shame, her cheeks were dyed red. Mother, were you fascinated by Maou-sama’s beautiful face? Well it’s a given since he’s Buchou’s male version, he would be cool. I can’t say anything after seeing him rubbing his cheek where he was pinched…
“Yes, I have taken a break from work, so I thought I could use this chance to see my little sister’s school and also how she looks in class. On the day of the visit, my father should be coming as well.”
“Ah, Rias-san’s Otou-san as well.”
“Father helped in the establishment of Kuou Academy, like me, it seems this was a good chance for him to come visit as well. Although frankly speaking I think he just wanted to see Rias’s face.”
“Gremory-san! Would you like some sake? We have some delicious sake of Japan.”
Otou-san brings out a treasure-bottle-like-sake from the kitchen. Heey! Otou-san! Suddenly taking out the sake! Isn’t that rude! However, in response to my anxieties, Maou-sama let’s out a smile. “That is excellent! Let’s drink it by all means! Since Japanese alcohol goes down well with a capable mouth! Maou-sama was much friendlier than you would imagine. “No-No way… I can’t sleep together with Ise?”
The fun party was over, and it was time to sleep. In front of my room, Buchou was approaching Maou-sama with a strict face. “I wanted to talk with him a bit while being on the bed. Sorry, Rias, but just for tonight lend me Hyoudou Issei-kun.”
I see. Maou-sama wants to sleep while talking with me, he’s already placed the futon for guests in the room. Buchou who sleeps with me every night in my bed. She seems to be completely sad from not being able to sleep with me. Yeah, like her love to her servant ends here. It seems like it’s mean to Buchou—like a little girl’s stuffed doll which she uses when sleeping gets taken. It’s too cute. There’s something Akeno-san said to me. It seems Buchou’s degree of dependence towards me is increasing by the day. She said I am really cute to her, however, on the other hand I am scared whether I myself will be able to answer to her expectations or not…
By the way, even now I am sleeping with Buchou and Asia together. Every night we slept like the kanji for river. But you know, if we 3 sleep together every time, strangely I have become relieved. I understood it as husband and wife always sleep together. If I had an elder and younger sister, would it be like this? I get used by Buchou as a hugging pillow, Asia too not wanting to be defeated hugs me as well, I have been making wonderful memories every night but… beyond that it hasn’t developed… Maybe because it feels like it’s family love? Buchou says that she has an illness, that if she doesn’t sleep with me she’ll die. Asia says if she doesn’t have me by her side like usual she gets sad and hates it. Does hugging me feel good? That reminds me, recently Matsuda told me, amidst shedding tears,
“I smell Asia-chan's scent from Ise! What’s the meaning of this?”
Well that’s a given. Because we sleep together everyday. It’s not strange even if I give out Asia’s scent. I reply ambiguously to that but, wouldn’t strange rumours be spreading amongst some boys? Fufufu, no doubt the boys from my class think I have graduated from my virginity. It’s best you think that! It isn’t bad that they think that! Though I haven’t been able to graduate! If this was Kiba or some other guys, would they have already slept with Buchou? No no, that’s not true! Even though it’s this wonderful situation, there is a proper order for things. For me to skip the order and attack Buchou is…
[If you look at it from guts, you’re not the Red Dragon Emperor but the Red Virgin Emperor, Partner.] Suddenly, the one who says that is Ddraig. Shaddup! Leave me alone! In the meantime I will do ecchi things with Buchou and you just keep on looking from there! “Ise…”
The one who hugs me is Buchou! Uoooooh! I am happy but in front of two people having this done, I am seriously embarrassed! At school she’s the cold and cool Buchou but, recently at home she’s like this. It resembles an office lady who can accomplish anything calmly but when she goes back home, in front of her pet she becomes like a kid. “Can you sleep alone? Are you alright with me not being beside you? I am not alright though. Just by you not being beside me…”
“Ojou-sama, now let’s return back to our room. I will be there in your room as well. Well then, Sirzechs-sama, good night.”
Grayfia-san takes away Buchou who was saying something. Buchou went away from my body. “I know, Grayfia…”
Buchou’s shape seems as if she’s regretting it. That scene looks like a scene where the parent and child have to get separated. “Ah, Um, Ise-san, good night. I also think it’s unfortunate but tonight I’ll sleep in my room.”
Slightly bowing her head, Asia headed off towards her room while keeping her smile on. The only two left were me and Maou-sama. “Now, shall we enter inside?”
“Y-Yes!”
Just by him entering my room I am nervous! Maou-sama’s posture is elegant, the aura surrounding demons is quiet around him but even an amateur like me can sense the terrifying concentration of magic power in my skin. Probably just by concentrating a bit of his power I would be reduced to dust. But I can feel his splendour. Because this person is at the highest of the devils, we can continue on our devil jobs with peace like usual. This is the Maou...
Just by inhaling the same air as him you can tell that he is of an entirely other class. While I was trying to prepare myself to sleep together with him while having never had a proper conversation before, the lights were switched off and I was beside him. “I heard you met Azazel.”
Maou-sama said that to me. “…...Yes.”
I acknowledge to that obediently. “I hear he did nothing to you but did he say something to you?”
“…'I'll meet you again next time,' is what he said.”
“I see. …... Azazel has a strong interest in the Sacred Gears.