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Near the end of spring, with summer on the way, in April, for every school student, it was the start of a new semester.

Kuoh Academy spreads across acres of lush greenery. Its modern buildings look tall and distinctive against the backdrop of the vibrant spring landscape. Cherry blossom trees lined the pathways, their beautiful pink petals fluttering in the gentle breeze. Students bustled about, their laughter and chatter filling the air. 

It seemed like everyone was full of excitement and anticipation for the new semester. From the pristine junior school buildings to the towering college structures, Kuoh Academy was filled with the energy of all the eager children.

Being an institution that had been all-girls till 2 years back, now that it has shifted to co-ed schooling, the majority of the students here are still mostly female. Still, many male students have recently been admitted here.

Additionally, being one of Japan's most influential and famous schools, it welcomes many international students every year as part of its foreign student exchange policy from all over the world.

This year only 3 students have participated in this exchange, 1 boy and 2 girls. And like many others in this Academy, the boy also has extraordinary powers.

The classroom was filled with activity, its walls decorated with different types of posters and art made by students. Sunlight shone through the windows, casting a warm glow over the desks and chairs.

“Good morning class, is everyone excited for the new school year?”

“...”

“Well! Looks like you haven’t recovered from the holiday atmosphere yet. Don’t worry you guys will be straightened out in a day or two.”

“...”

“Okayy.. Let me tell you something exciting. Do you guys remember how every year students from different countries come here to experience life and studies in Japan? This time our class will be hosting one of them!” The head teacher of their class told them the news, hoping this time they would at least have some excitement.

“Really?” Takemoto Tatsuya, a student in the class, exclaimed.

“Is it a girl?” asked Hirai Ryo, his excitement breaking through the sleepiness that had been affecting him.

“A big-booby girl?”

“No, it must be a handsome guy!” Yamada Masumi, the class clown, couldn’t help but give his own unique opinion.

“Bro you are a man, why do you want a handsome man in class?”

“A man is more likely to come with the luck of our class.”

“No, I think you’re just spreading your preferences everywhere.”

“Fuck you, you guys are being unrealistic. At least if I think a man is coming, I won’t be disappointed like you guys who want women.”

“Just admit you’re gay.”

“I am straighter than your incest-filled family tree.”

“Okay, okay... Don’t fight you two otherwise, you will stand outside with a bucket on your head!”

“Yes Sir!”

“My apologies respected teacher, this won’t happen next time!”

“Sigh…” The teacher sighed at the sarcastic words of the children, thinking that these guys were never going to behave properly. 

“Okay well, let’s invite our new classmate into the class! Come in and introduce yourself Mr. new student.”

The head teacher of the class, who didn’t know how to control his class, said to the boy who was hiding outside the classroom waiting for his instructions.

Click.

The door opened and everyone in the class saw a tall handsome man with black hair, dark brown eyes, and a beard on his face.

“Ha, I said it would be a man!”

“Stop dick-riding him and let him introduce himself, you idiot!”

“Hello, good morning, everyone... My name is Harsh. I would prefer it if you would call me by my name. And, I’m from India... and I hope to have a good year with you all!”

Harsh gave a short introduction of himself, fidgeting with his watch as he spoke. Despite his attempt at being confident, a slight nervousness could be seen as he spoke to the class.

He could see the change of expressions of the students, with the boys going from being excited to indifferent and curious, while the girls were whispering among themselves. While he wasn’t narcissistic enough to think they were talking about him, they were probably talking about him.

“Hello Harsh, nice to meet you. I wish you a good experience during your stay here. You can sit next to Gremory-san in the back. There is an empty seat next to the window there.”

“Thank you, I know I’m going to have a good time this year under your care, sir.”

Harsh said, while going to the back of the class and settling down on his protagonist seat. As he walked toward his seat, he exchanged short glances and nods with several students who were looking at him, acknowledging their presence.

Towards his right sat his deskmate, sat a tall, beautiful girl with grace at her desk, her silky crimson-red hair flowing over her shoulders in waves. She had a warm smile on her face, that expressed friendliness to everyone.

As Harsh settled down and the teacher began talking about the coming year, he couldn’t help but notice the smile of the girl sitting beside him. She looked much better than anything he had imagined when thinking of her.

“Hi, I’m new here. You must’ve heard my name from the introduction, Gremory-san, right? Nice to meet you.” Harsh said, trying to open some conversation between the two of them. He fidgeted with his watch again, feeling Rias looking at him. 

This was honestly a first for Harsh, he had never interacted with such a beautiful woman before, even someone who was strong enough that he couldn’t use his powers on her after meeting her for the first time.

It was a good thing that his powers were not of this world, and no one could feel their use, otherwise with just the difference between the powers of the Gremory heiress and Harsh, she probably would have found that something was wrong.

“Hello, Harsh-san. My name is Rias Gremory, your new deskmate~ “, Rias Gremory replied with a warm smile, her eyes filled with curiosity. Noticing Harsh fidgeting, she found such an action pretty contrasting with his outer appearance and made an effort to put him at ease. “If you need any help, you can ask me. I am also an international student, I’ve been here for a while.”

“Gremory-san, just call me Harsh. I haven’t really gotten used to the Japanese honorifics yet.” He said, thankful for her kindness. “If you don’t mind me asking, you look like you’re from Europe. Where are you from?”

“Yeah Harsh! I’m from Ireland,” Rias replied, her smile widening when she talked about being a Japanophile. “I really like Japan and I’ve got some friends here, so I moved here to study. Also, just call me Rias.”

“Ireland is an interesting place, they uh- they play cricket,” Harsh said, not knowing a single thing about Ireland.

“Not just cricket, they also have many other good things too, like-” Rias stammered, realizing she herself didn’t know much about it herself. She twirled a strand of her red hair between her fingers as she spoke, “Well, Ireland has like 10 thousand castles all over the country, which is pretty cool.”

“Yeah, sounds interesting...” Harsh couldn’t think of anything more to say to that and started looking at the time on his watch again.

Realizing his awkwardness, Rias came to the rescue, “What about you, where are you from? In India I mean.”

“Ah, I’m from North India.” Harsh replied, glad that they had more time to chat. It seemed like the teacher was about to finish his welcome speech, and classes would be starting anytime soon.

“That’s interesting. And quite far from here.” Rias said, genuine interest sparkling in her eyes.

“How are you settling in? If you have any problems, you can tell me, it must be quite a change for you.”  Trying to be understanding, Rias’s tone was warm and reassuring.

“Mm-hmm, it is, literally across the oceans,” Harsh replied, with a faint smile on the corner of his lips. “But I’ve traveled to other countries quite a lot, so I can handle some changes. Though this is the first time staying at a place for a whole year, so let’s see what happens.”

“Well, I’m sure you’ll adjust quickly,” Rias said cheerfully. “Japanese culture might be quite different from what you’ve experienced but I’m sure you’ll fall in love with it.”

“Well, if we end up spending a lot of time together, I’m sure I’ll adapt quickly,” Harsh said with a light smile while straightening his posture.

Rias chuckled, mimicking him in posturing herself, and said, “I appreciate your confidence in me. But I’m sure you’ll get tired of my personality pretty qu-”

*Ding**Ding*

“Who was that?” the teacher asked, irritated at suddenly being interrupted while in the middle of the class introductions.

“I’m sorry, that was my alarm on my watch. I forgot to turn it off.” Harsh apologized, standing up and addressing the teacher with a respectful bow. “Please pardon the interruption.”

“Ah, don’t worry about it,” the teacher replied with a slight smile. “Just make sure to silence it for next time.”

“Of course, sir,” Harsh said, reaching to silence his watch while taking his seat.

“Sir, why did you throw me out of the class last year for the same thing, and now you’re forgiving him? It’s not fair!” interjected Yamada Masumi, being the comedic relief character once again.

“You are an old student, and Harsh-kun has just arrived at our school today. Now sit down, or do you want to go stand outside again?!”

Ignoring the comedy-drama in the class, Harsh glanced at Rias, who was stifling a giggle. Although their conversation was interrupted, he couldn’t help but smile back seeing her laughing. 

It was just in time for the wrap of the introductions, and as the head teacher finished scolding Masumi, he announced, “Alright, everyone, let’s head to the school assembly. Follow me in a line, please. Girls in the front and the boys in the back! And don’t wander here and there! Let’s go.”

Chapter Text

(**Rias POV**)

"I'm sure you'll get tired of my personality pretty qu-"

*Ding**Ding*

Suddenly, a noise came from Harsh's watch, jolting me from my words, as it was a bit sudden as the classroom was quiet with only the teacher speaking and a few students whispering.

I blinked in surprise, getting goosebumps on my arms from being caught off-guard by the unexpected interruption. Glancing around, a few heads were turning to look towards us.

Seeing him stand up with a sheepish expression and apologize was much funnier than it had any reason to be, causing me to giggle behind my hand. As he sat down, he gave me a shy smile, which matched well with his handsome face and his toned body.

Thinking about it, I don't know why I found him interesting. Was it because this was the first time a male student had a chat with me at school, which could be because he is new here? Or was it something else? 

Anyway, a new experience in my Japanese Highschool life! Handsome Transfer Student Go!

This setup feels straight out of an anime.

Yamanaka Sosuke-san, our class teacher, was once again arguing with Masumi. This is an old routine that has been going on since the first year of High school when Yamanaka-san was just our language teacher. It was always a good fun distraction in class from the monotone lectures.

Still, he is a good teacher, at least better than some other teachers on whom you sometimes have to use hypnosis magic to get out of the classroom. Now that Sona has become the Student Council President, I wonder if I can get her to make some kind of class-skipping pass to skip the magic process.

Their argument was just finished, and Yamanaka-san started getting everyone ready to go for the assembly.

As everyone was getting ready to line up, Harsh suddenly leaned toward me, whispering in my ear, "Let's continue our talk later."

His voice was barely audible over the chatter of the other students, and I could feel a shiver run down my spine due to our close contact and his low voice and hot breath. Who is the devil here?!

I can practically feel Akeno looking over here in amusement, she will definitely tease me about this later.

Looking up and meeting his eyes, for the first time I feel like cursing my height. 5' 8" is a good height but I feel like a little girl in front of him. This guy has to be 6' minimum.

Note to self. Practice more shapeshifting.

 "Yeah, let's talk later," I replied with a smile. I'm pretty sure I embarrassed myself here, now I just need to go back and gather myself.

As the class filed out of the room, everyone gave way to me as I passed, and I fell into the line behind Akeno.

"Rias, I saw that you were having fun with the new student?" As usual, Akeno started teasing me about something using that magic that made her eyes twinkle. Very poor use of magic to put anime expressions on yourself. I want to learn this, but Akeno doesn't teach me. 

Before she teased me about my new favorite anime, and now this...

Just because I like Pikachu doesn't mean I want a mouse familiar~

"No, we were just having a normal conversation... you know the one where two people peacefully talk to each other." I retorted while rolling my eyes, with sarcasm in my voice.

"Didn't look peaceful to me when you were blushing like a tomato. Fufufu..." Akeno's laughter rang in the air, teasing and carefree as always. She always had a knack for picking up the subtle things I did, even if I didn't know them.

I sighed, knowing Akeno wouldn't let this go for at least a week. "It was nothing, you know. He is a new student here and my deskmate. He looked a bit nervous, so I thought to make him comfortable."

"Do you think he's supernatural?" Akeno asked, picking up on my words.

"I'm not sure," I admitted, thinking about the possibility. "There's something different about him. I couldn't quite place it. He didn't seem anything out of the ordinary, but then again, if we can pretend to be students, others can also do that."

Akeno's eyes sparkled with intrigue. "Well, if he is, I'm sure you will find out soon enough. You have a knack for attracting all sorts of interesting characters, after all."

I rolled my eyes, unable to deny it. It seemed like trouble and troublesome people had a way of finding me, regardless of whether I wanted them or not.

But these troubles also made me meet my precious peerage, so I suppose they're worth it.

We just reached the assembly hall, and Akeno and I could see Sona getting ready to make a speech. She stood near the podium tall and composed, her presence commanding respect from all the students and teachers. She still had her fake glasses that shined on command on her face.

Even if Sona says she does it to maintain her authority, I'm 60% sure she watches the Leviathan's magical girl shows and is copying the pose from there.

"Or you can just ask Sona about his background. I'm sure if he has contacts with Supernatural, she will know as the student council president. Especially since he's from India, if he's from any pantheons from there they should have informed us before he came here." Akeno suggested thoughtfully.

I nodded; it was a good idea. Sona usually handled the matters related to school things and probably has already investigated the new students. She really takes her goal seriously, which is pretty admirable if nothing else.

"That's a good idea," I replied, my mind thinking of how to approach Sona. "I'll talk to her after the assembly and see what she knows."

As we took our seats as the last class to arrive here, Sona began her speech, her words carrying her usual authoritative tone.

Throughout Sona's speech, my mind wandered, thinking about the new student, Harsh. There was something about him I couldn't put a finger on. His name is pretty common in India, and I don't know his last name. If he was indeed connected to the supernatural, he could be from any of the pantheons, as India is a melting pot regarding these.

Maybe from the Hindu pantheon, with its diverse pantheon, or from the Abrahamic pantheon, connected with the angels or fallen, maybe even some other devils. Or he could be from other faiths like Sikhism, Buddhism, or Jainism, which while connected to other myths are separate from them. 

Damn, India is complicated. They should just be like other countries and practice a single religion. Learning Indian History was a chore back home and I'm sure mother only gave the introductory books.

 What does it mean that you're the heiress of the Gremory and will embarrass the House if you don't know about every pantheon and religion?! I'm sure that idiot Riser doesn't even know India is a country!

Being an heiress is exhausting, constantly dealing with the need to uphold the honor and reputation of my house. It would be good if I was as strong as my brother and just destroyed those boring lectures and MEANINGLESS ARRANGED MARRIAGES!!

Whoops, too much wrath, tone it down Rias, otherwise, the Power of Destruction will destroy everyone here. Focus on the lecture, ah no, the assembly.

With a deep breath, I forced myself to not think about the new transfer student anymore. Straightening my posture, I listened to Sona's speech that was just about to end.

"-values that define us as individuals and as a community. Let us strive for excellence in all that we do and support each other on our journey towards growth and success in this new school year."

*Clap*Clap*Clap*

Sona's voice echoed in the hall, commanding the attention of everyone present. As her words came to a close, everyone clapped, whether it was because they liked the speech or because the assembly was ending is debatable.

As everyone was getting ready to disperse, I took a look at what Harsh was doing. It looks like he was having a fun chat with Masumi, and I could hear their conversation if I concentrated. Well, time to be a voyeur... 

That thought feels weird. Let me just skip it.

I made my way through the crowd, determined to catch Sona before she got busy playing student council president.

Navigating the crowded hallways, I finally spotted Sona making her way toward the student council room. I quickened my pace, eager to discuss the matter, and finally put this all behind me.

"Sona," I called out, catching up to her just as she reached the door of the student council room. She turned to face me, her expression her usual calm and attentive.

"Rias," she greeted me with a nod, her eyes looking at me curiously. "What makes you come here?"

I took a deep breath, gathering my thoughts before speaking. "Do you know about the new international students? I'm pretty sure that you were the one who approved their applications and selected them."

Sona listened to my words while opening the door to the council room, gesturing me to come in "Let's sit down and talk about it. A game of chess?"

"Sure," I followed Sona into the council room, which had changed its decor from last year. Looks like Sona is really invested in being the student council president. Maybe I should also start doing something other than the Occult Research Club.

"Where's Tsubaki?" The council room feels pretty empty with only Sona in it, and she doesn't really go anywhere without her Queen.

"She is taking the new international students on a tour of the complex. The one in your class had his tour yesterday," she told me while setting up the chess board.

 I took a seat opposite her, already thinking about how to beat her this time. "Ah, I see," I replied. "It's good to have a tour, it will help them get used to the new environment."

"What do you want to ask about them? If they have any sacred gears or other things, you know the rules." Sona remarked, her fingers moving above the board as she contemplated her opening move.

"Yeah, yeah." I rolled my eyes at Sona's rule-following attitude, she really needs to get that stick out. "You chose that Saji guy last time for your peerage, this time it's my turn to invite someone. But I'm just curious about their backgrounds, you know, if they have any contact with the supernatural."

"Why? Did something happen? They had a normal background check and didn't look to have any contacts." Sona moved her pawn as the first move, this is usually her default. "Although if they have some ancestry or are only recently awakening, we can't really search anything about that."

"Yeah, nothing happened. Just some weird feeling I guess." I moved my pawn in response. "Still, if you get to know something later, just inform me."

"Got it." Sona replied, making another move. "Are you still thinking of getting out of the marriage?"

"Hmm…" So poor attempt to mess with my emotions Sona, I won't fall for it. 

"I have plenty of time till after college, anything can happen during that time."

"Fair enough." Sona conceded, moving her knight.

Just like that, and some casual conversations later…

I settled comfortably on the chair, finding myself in a favorable position and… "Check, Sona."

Sona's eyebrows went up in surprise, but she maintained her composure. She made her next move, her eyes never moving from the board. 

"Checkmate, Rias."

"Good game, Rias. You're much better than before." Although she said this with a warm smile on her face, I can see the smirk she's trying to hide.

"Mou~ you beat me again." I grumbled, feeling annoyed. I was just here to get some info, not to be irritated.

Sona used the magic on the chess board to pack it up, and got ready to do her council president duties.

"Send me a copy of the info about the new students later." I requested, getting up from my seat.

"Will do," she confirmed while nodding.

With a soft click, I closed the door of the council room, leaving Sona to her duties, while I went back to the classroom.

Although I really want to go to the ORC and have a nap and a shower, but I can't really start skipping classes on the first day. 

And I want to beat Akeno in chess later to feel comfortable.

Chapter Text

(Harsh Pov)

*Alarm x3*

Slam!

Waking up with the alarm ringing in your head is shit. Even more shitty is not waking up when you deliberately set up 5 alarms last night to wake up on time.

“Arghh...” Kicking the blankets off the bed, I started waking up. It’s good that I left the curtains open last night, at least the morning sunlight shining in my eyes is helping my lazy ass.

I stretched while lying on the bed to add some energy to my body.

Cursing myself for having such a bad sleep schedule, I got up from my bed and stumbled into the bathroom with heavy footsteps.

As I splashed my face with cold water, dispelling the last sleepiness from my body, I thought about how I used to sleep late and couldn’t wake up on time, resulting in a bad schedule; and now after sleeping early using my powers, the beautiful dreams didn’t want me to wake up early. 

Although I have been in this world for nearly 17 years now, it looks like this bad habit isn’t going anywhere. Maybe when I no longer need to sleep? But that seems impossible with my dream manipulation.

Sitting on the toilet seat, I thought of how today was going to go. It’s my first day in class at Kuoh Academy, let’s see if there is someone I know in my class.

Getting into the shower, with the warm water flowing down my body, the ache lingering in my muscles reminded me of all the physical activity I did in my dream yesterday... 

I wonder how the Vice President of the student council would react if she saw me again today? Despite being the Queen of the sister of a Satan, she isn’t really that powerful, only needing 3 minutes of conversation to allow me to get into her head and manipulate her dreams.

She really has some issues with Sitri with the way she behaved... Maybe some underlying desire to dominate her King? She doesn’t look to be lesbian though. Maybe she just likes being on the ordering side for once...

Fuck, I’m getting hard thinking about it. Think of your death to distract the lower head.

It was in my last life, the day I turned 20 was also the day I died. 

Pretty shitty death if you ask me. Getting into a car accident while going to a hotel where I was going to lose my virginity with a good friend after a few drinks. Maybe more than a friend, but I didn’t really see it going anywhere.

Not because of any fault on her side, but because I used to be pretty insecure about all this relationship stuff.

Dying once teaches you how to let go of all the ‘rules’ or ‘morals’ society puts on you. And these things are also subjective. To someone born in the old times, killing someone would be easy to defend themselves. But to someone in the 21st century, there would be things like guilt and nervousness.

Not that it is bad, but it can be pretty limiting in the thought process.

Or maybe this is just some excuse I came up with to do whatever I want, who knows?

Such as using my Dream Manipulation power to manipulate others’ dreams, changing their personality, and preferences, bringing out their inner desires, and making them like me would be morally wrong in whatever year you’re born in.

Still, I do that without any guilt or anything. Maybe something is wrong with me after dying once, or maybe I’ve always been a sociopath like this. Or maybe this is my power affecting me, making me think that manipulating dreams and other stuff is normal?

Whatever it is, I honestly don’t care. I feel good about it, so I do it.

That got a bit cynical for morning thoughts. These types of thoughts should be done at night.

Getting out of the shower and drying myself up, I wore my new high school uniform. A good thing this school does is send your uniforms and books to your home after taking your measurements. No need to run around buying stuff from here and there like back home.

Speaking of home, I wonder how everyone is doing? It was fortunate for me to be reborn into the child body of my parallel self, at least there was no body dysmorphia and not recognizing myself in the mirror other than some age and height problems.

Having my parents and family also helped me a lot to get used to this new world. It was the comfort that my family was still there, even with the unfamiliar world that helped me get grounded and think about the future.

Getting first grade in the class, having a large network of friends, learning instruments, languages, dances, and some fighting skills are probably just a part of what I did after regaining my memories at 4 years of age.

Although at first, I didn’t know it was an anime world, I just thought it was a parallel world, but when you randomly get the powers to manipulate people’s dreams after you went to a temple to pray, you have to check everything about yourself and the world around you.

Though checking what world you are in isn’t really easy stuff when the only clues you have are Dream Manipulation powers and that mythology is real. One of the reasons for my international travels all over the world since I was a teenager.

Travel to England to check if this is Harry Potter world, or to America to see if this is some Marvel or DC setting (which now that I think about it probably wasn’t the case due to there not being any Stark or Wayne Industries). 

Areas like the Buddhist temples of China, the temples and architecture across the whole of India, and places like the Vatican in Italy were also fun to travel. 

It’s good that I persuaded my parents to give me some money, which they gave me easily because this time I’m the better child, not my younger brother, and invested early in stocks and bitcoin, and now we’re financially independent. 

This time there’s no need to sell the land, heh.

A good thing about my new life is that in my new body, I can learn things fast, and now I’m fluent in most of the famous languages.

Traveling to many countries also broadened my outlook and experience and helped me develop my powers steadily.

Still, you can’t really expect me to identify what anime I was in, as there are too many of those. To be honest, at first I thought I was reborn in the Earth of isekai anime like Konosuba or Re:Zero, and I’d have to die once again to get to meet these people with powers like me.

Glad that I saw magicians and priests doing magic and their prayers, which I guess I’m becoming more and more attuned to, and the offer for exchange students to Kuoh Academy in the school also helped identify the world.

DXD, DevilxDragon, Draconic Dues, whatever you call it. It is a pervy anime with a normal herbivore Japanese male protagonist. The difference in this one would be that he’s a big pervert.

Having a harem and still not doing anything, I guess this is the entry-level requirement for every Japanese MC.

At least I can now confidently stand in front of these types of protagonists and insult them for being virgins. Heh.

Although it might look like I was just sitting in one place and monologuing, in reality, I had already left for school and could see it just around the corner of my eye.

Around me, students were walking and talking to each other, most of them already having formed cliques from the previous year. Maybe I should call my friends back home tonight, haven’t talked to them since I came here... which is like a week.

Yeah, let’s have a video call later, maybe some game or two to be more comfortable.

Walking through the gates, I couldn’t help but notice that girls were in the majority of this school. While in the anime, they opened co-ed schooling the year the protagonist joined the school, in reality, they opened it around two years before. I researched this before joining.

Adjusting the strap of my backpack, as I walked toward the main building, ready to meet my new teacher and get my schedule. Among the crowd of students, I spotted a familiar acquaintance.

“Good morning, Shinra-san.” Tsubaki Shinra, the one I was talking about earlier. She had given me a tour of the school yesterday, which gave us a chance to have a good talk by ourselves.

I greeted her with a nod and a smile, which she returned, her face looking nothing out of the ordinary. Still, I could notice the nervousness in her demeanor, as she fidgeted with the frames of her glasses with her fingers, one of the most common telltale signs of discomfort.

“Good morning,” she replied, her voice tinged with a small amount of uncertainty showing that she wasn’t as comfortable talking to me as yesterday. “Are you ready for your first day of classes?”

Although she asked it curiously, something about her demeanor told me that she wanted this conversation to be over quickly. 

Of course, I know the reason.

Anyone would feel uncomfortable interacting with someone who fucked you raw and took your virginity in your dreams while you both tease your superior who is tied up to a chess board.

Very weird and specific kink, Tsubaki.

“Absolutely,” I responded with an honest and shy smile, hoping to put her at ease. Such a contrasting smile with my imposing appearance usually helps me make people comfortable with me. “I’m looking forward to my new school experience. And yourself? Are you ready to take on your role as the student council vice president?”

Tsubaki’s answer was hesitant, but she nodded, looking much more relaxed, “Yes, I am.”

“If you need any help, as the vice president it is my duty to help the students. So, please don’t hesitate to cum in me- I mean, please don’t hesitate to come to me if you have any problems.”

I could see her cheeks flushing with embarrassment as soon as the words left her lips, and I couldn’t help but chuckle at her slip of tongue. Looks like the dream left a bigger impression than I thought.

Still, I quickly composed myself, not wanting to make her feel like I was making fun of her.

“Of course, Tsubaki-san,” I replied with a simple smile, hoping to ease her awkwardness. “I’ll keep that in mind. And don’t worry, I’m sure you’ll do a great job as vice president.”

Tsubaki nodded gratefully, the awkwardness fading off as we continued our conversation. “You should head to your classroom, the introductory class is going to start soon, and everyone has to get ready for the assembly later.”

“Alright, thanks for the heads up.” With a nod of thanks, I turned to head toward the staff room to meet up with the head teacher. “Would you like to walk with me?”

Tsubaki hesitated for a moment, as if surprised by my offer. After a brief thought, she shook her head, though with a smile tugging at her lips. “I’m sorry, but I have to meet up with and give a tour to the other two international students today. I believe you’ll have to go without me today.”

“No problem at all,” I nodded with a smile. “I’ll see you around then.”

With that, I gave her a small wave and continued toward the staff room. While walking, I couldn’t help but think about our conversation. It was certainly interesting and felt like a good start to the day. I wonder who the other two international students are?

Arriving at the staff room, I took a deep breath and pushed the door open, ready to meet up with my new teacher.

Entering the staff room, I did a quick scan of the room and headed towards a teacher I recognized as my homeroom instructor. Tsubaki made us contact each other yesterday during the tour, to familiarize me with the faculty.

“Good morning, Yamanaka-san” I greeted the teacher who was going to be responsible for our class, getting ready to get the instructions for the day.

“Oh hello, good morning, Harsh-kun right? Our new student from overseas.” He said, recognizing me from yesterday.

“Just call me by my name, sir. I came to get my instructions for the day.”

The teacher, Yamanaka Sosuke, such a heavyweight name, nodded with a friendly smile. “Of course, Harsh. Welcome to Kuoh Academy. I’m glad to host you as your teacher this year.”

He motioned for me to take a seat, while he got up to gather some papers.

“Today we’ll be having the introduction class first, which happens at the start of every semester. Also, this is your schedule.” Mr. Yamanaka explained, handing me a stack of papers.

I took the paper, nodding to show that I understood. “Thank you. I appreciate it.”

“Ah, I hope you will stand outside the classroom for a while after the class starts, so that I can call you in and introduce you as the new student, if that’s alright with you?” 

“Of course, sensei. I can wait outside the classroom.” I said, feeling a bit weird about this anime-eske introduction.

Yamanaka chuckled while giving me a rundown, “It’s a tradition here at Kuoh Academy to ensure that new students feel welcome and are integrated into the class from the very beginning.”

I nodded, I could understand tradition, even if I suspect it was likely Rias Gremory who wanted this to become like this to make it similar to animes.

Or this could be common in Japan, I haven’t had time to study the culture of this country yet.

“I understand.” With a customary smile and a nod, I did my goodbyes and exited the staff room with my new schedule for the year, lost in thought about the school.

I wandered around like this thinking of different things, waiting for the bell to ring, signaling the start of the class.

After a while, as I walked toward my classroom, with the stack of papers Yamanaka-sensei had given me already in my backpack, I wondered how many minutes would it take for my powers to work on a devil like Gremory?

To be on the safe side, I put a timer of 5 minutes on my watch as I stood outside the classroom, waiting for my signal to make an entrance. I could hear the chatter and laughter of students through the door, likely they were guessing who was going to be their new classmate.

Finally, after what felt like an hour, the teacher’s voice came from inside the classroom. “Let’s invite our new classmate into the class! Come in and introduce yourself Mr. new student.”

A weird way of inviting in, but alright.

With a soft click of the door, I entered the classroom. I could hear different types of discussions about me, and took a deep breath to introduce myself.

“Hello, good morning, everyone... my name is--”

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My introduction to the class went well, and unexpectedly I got the famous protagonist seat by the window, sitting right next to Rias Gremory.

She feels much more approachable and eager to chat than I thought, not like someone who would deliberately let someone die so that she could reincarnate them. 

Still, that was just fanon, and I can't really judge her based on some anime I watched. It's quite interesting to see how people behave differently than their supposed characters once you get to know them. The guys in the church like Mother Quarta are a good example of this. I miss drinking her milk... with some cookies.

"Alright, everyone, let's head to the school assembly. Follow me in a line, please. Girls in the front and the boys in the back! And don't wander here and there! Let's go."

It wasn't long before the teacher's voice jolted me out of my monologue, signaling that this class was over. With the instructions clear, the class began to move, standing up and falling in line to make the way towards the assembly hall.

Standing up, I leaned towards Rias, my voice barely hearable against the chattering of the class. 

"Let's continue our talk later," I whispered, did Rias just get goosebumps? It looks like she's pretty pent-up from something if I can have this effect on her so quickly. 

Maybe the pressure from that arranged marriage she had with the blonde guy? What was his name, Ravel? Raser? Something like that.

"Yes, let's talk later." While looking into her eyes, I could see that she was turning slightly red, I wonder what she's thinking? This feels oddly adorable. I want to pinch her cheeks.

Not acting on the intrusive thoughts, I quickly fell into the line for the assembly, standing behind that guy who was arguing with the teacher. He had a thoughtful look on his face, but I figured now was as good a time as any to get to know other people.

"Hey," I said, extending my hand for a handshake. "Harsh. Nice to meet you."

He glanced back at me, as if surprised that the new guy talked to him, before he shook my hand with a grin on his face. "Yo! Masumi. How are you doing bro?"

"I'm good, settling in here. Anything interesting I need to know about the school?" We started chatting with each other as we walked in line. This guy seems fun.

"Heh. I should ask you that. You started talking with The Rias Gremory the minute you walked into class. Respect." Masumi commented, with a grin on his face. Looks like this is his default expression.

"I honestly don't think I've ever seen a guy hold more than a few seconds of conversation with her," he added. 

I chuckled, yeah, this guy is good. "Yeah, it's just the natural charm."

Masumi nodded, moving his head in agreement. "Hm, you don't look like a pretty boy. Maybe she likes the beard?"

"Who knows," I said, running a hand over my face. "Without this, I look like I'm gay, so I prefer this thing."

"You look handsome bro; I think I also want one now." I could see him tracing a finger on his cheeks. Probably the Asian genes are not growing facial hair. I need some of those, or maybe some power where I don't have to trim every week. 

"Thank you, you're also good-looking, brother." I grinned at his comment. "If you need any advice, just ask me. What happened back there with the teacher?"

Complimenting new homies is a good thing. Everyone should do it.

"Hm? Yamanaka-sensei? Oh, nothing, it's just an old routine. He used to be our language teacher last year and we've always had this sort of thing in our class. He's a good guy once you get to know him."

Just like that, we started talking about random stuff till reaching the assembly hall. Sona Sitri was already at the podium, getting ready to speak on the stage. I heard this is her first year as the student council president, good for her, I guess.

Scanning the room, I couldn't find Tsubaki. Maybe she already went to give that tour to the other new students.

 I wonder if Sona has already recruited all her peerage that was in canon? I don't really recall who was a part of it except for that Vritra guy and some girl named Momo. To be honest, I wouldn't even have remembered her if she didn't have the same name as the MHA character.

Momo Yaoyorozu is the best MHA waifu, you can fight me on it. Even if now I'm rich af, having a sugar mommy is one of the best experiences ever.

Hmm, aren't Sona and Rias rich as well? And Rias has a pretty motherly personality with the way she cares for her loved ones...

I'm speaking for anyone who can read my mind and hear me monologuing, firstly, go touch grass instead of hearing other people's thoughts. The other, I don't have any mommy issues.

I just like not putting the effort into sex every once in a while, okay? 

"Good morning, everybody, and welcome to the new semester," Sona's voice pulled me out of my ramblings, echoing across the hall. "As we all gather here today..."

Damn, even here the assemblies go on and on. "Does this happen a lot?" I asked Masumi who was standing beside me, gesturing towards the stage.

"What? Not really. You're lucky though, I heard this time Shitori is going to speak for all the others like the principal," He whispered back. "Usually, we have to stand here for like half an hour, today we might be free in like 5-10 minutes."

"Oh, wanna play rock-paper-scissors?" I suggested, wanting to distract myself from the boring speech.

"Come on! Rock-Paper-Scissor!" 

After what felt like an eternity of speeches, the assembly finally concluded, with everyone returning to their respective classrooms. Masumi and I walked through the crowd, eager to go back to the class.

Right now, I started my 3rd Year of High School, meaning I only need a year more of school, and then I can go to college or university.

Although thinking about it, now that I know which world I reincarnated in, does it even matter?

I feel like I should focus on training my abilities more, at the least being able to turn Dreams into Reality like the Great Red. Not like right now, where I have to get into the heads of people who are more powerful than me in one way or another to even affect their dreams while sleeping...

The conditions of my Dream Manipulation power are something like this; I can easily manipulate the dreams of people weaker than me. By that I mean normal humans, humans who only unlocked sacred gears recently, low-class devils, and the like.

To manipulate middle-class devils like Tsubaki, I only need like 3 minutes of conversation with her.

It kind of works like if someone is constantly thinking about me for some time, and I know it, I can focus on them and increase the progress bar. Once it gets to 100%, I can manipulate their dreams any way I like. Having conversations with people is the best method I could find till now to do this.

High-Class Devils like Rias, she took like 5 minutes of time, and I haven't been in her dreams yet, so let's see how that goes tonight...

Hm, Ultimate-Class... Have I met someone that powerful? Does Mr. Strada count? But I haven't tried my powers on him, so who knows..?

As for the above... Those big bosses aren't going to bother with me when I'm still so weak. Technically, I can fight with the Ultimate Class power level with some difficulty, still, it's mostly dependent on things like physical skills, situations during combat etc.

If you go by life level, I'm still a puny human.

Just like no matter how powerful Vasco Strada became, even being called the strongest human, he still couldn't increase his lifespan other than being healthy with Touki and stuff.

While I was thinking about what to do in the future, and talking with Masumi on the side, we reached the classroom. We both went to our respective seats.

I took my seat, still lost in thought.

It looks like Rias didn't come back from the assembly; maybe she went to her supernatural club.

Classes started, with the first class being mathematics, and the day moved forward with lectures, some breaks, talking with new people, and the usual stuff that happens in school. Rias came back during that time, and we had a good time chatting about different things like anime, which I knew she liked.

Hours passed by like this, and before I knew it, the final bell rang, signaling the end of the school. Everyone gathered their belongings, with the students who were part of clubs staying in school, while the members of the go-home club like me made their way out.

I was making my way home with Masumi, when he asked me, "Hey, Harsh, you got any plans for the evening?"

"Not really," I replied, loosening my tie from my shirt. "Just going to head home, work out a bit, and maybe some gaming or reading. How about you?"

"I'm going to hit up the massage parlor with some friends," he said with a sly smile. "You should come along; I'll introduce you to the best ones there."

I shook my head, "Oh no need, I don't do stuff like that." 

I would never go for the public bus, who knows what kind of diseases and passengers she's had?

Masumi shrugged, accepting my opinion. "Suit yourself, bro. But if you ever change your mind, just hit me up."

Our conversation continued as we walked, talking about girls at school and our hobbies, and before I knew it, we reached the place where our way home diverged.

"Well, this is where I lose you," Masumi said, gesturing towards the street on the right. "See you later, bro."

"Bye bro," I replied, offering a wave before heading towards my house.

I bought a new property here when my transfer application was improved, registered under my own name, naturally. With money, even if you're 15 years old, you can have many properties under your name.

Although I'm 17 now, I bought my first house when I was 15. Additionally, you can't really keep all the money in the bank now, right? Need to have some assets like villas and stuff like gold, otherwise, the money's just going to depreciate due to inflation. This is just liquid cash I'm talking about, the stocks and bitcoins are not included, those things keep changing value all the time.

With thoughts like this going around in my mind, I barely even noticed when I arrived at my doorstep.

Chapter Text

It was dusk, the sun was dipping below the horizon, casting a warm glow across the town. The shadows stretched long, and the moon looked to be tinged with orange. The streets, filled with activity during the day, were now silent as workers retreated to the comfort of their own homes.

Meanwhile, in Kuoh Academy, the student council room located on the top floor of the High School building served as the center of the Academy's governance. Upon entering, one would immediately take notice of the long, polished oak table in the center of the room, its surface clear of all things except a few scattered papers and some pens.

But what truly set the room apart was its layout, built like a chessboard. Its walls were all adorned with mirrors, reflecting the fading light and creating an illusion of infinite space. Beneath the mirrors lay the floor, a mixture of alternating black and white tiles. Each square was precisely measured, as if made by someone who had ADHD, creating a pattern that stretched from one corner to the other.

There were even different chairs shaped like chess pieces spread across the tiles, each piece made sophistically with detailed carvings with great attention to detail. The Queen chair, located just in front of the table, seemed to draw the attention with an air of mystery. Yet upon a close inspection, it was apparent that someone was bound to the chair, the person's presence being a stark contrast to the room's otherwise meditative environment.

Sona Sitri, the heiress of the House of Sitri, was tied up to the chair, with her Queen Tsubaki Shinra standing in front of her.

Tsubaki stood over Sona, relishing the power she had over her King who was tied up. With a sly smile, she reached down to unbutton Sona's shirt, exposing her perky breasts to everyone in the room. "This is what happens when you spank your Queen, President." 

Harsh was standing behind Tsubaki, watching her tease Sona from behind, and slowly moved his hands over her body. Tsubaki could feel his touch on her waist, and her heart raced with excitement for what was about to come. 

She glanced back, giving Harsh an intense, almost hungry gaze from behind her glasses before turning back to face Sona. "You're so lucky you have us to keep you in line, Sona. Otherwise, you'd never be able to do anything yourself."

Harsh hugged Tsubaki's waist from behind. He could feel her well-toned body under her school uniform and took the initiative to kiss her neck. He moved her long knee-length hair aside and started giving short and slow kisses down her collarbone.

"Ah..." Tsubaki shivered from his touch, and turned around to face him with a seductive smile. "I want to feel your hands on my body, Harsh," Tsubaki ordered, her voice soft, yet filled with desire.

"And I want my hands on your body, Tsubaki," Harsh chuckled, continuing to kiss her on her collar.

Harsh slowly kissed up her body, from her neck to her chin; and with a soft and cute bite on her nose, he started deeply kissing her lips.

Their lips locked with each other, and Tsubaki could feel his tongue exploring every inch of her mouth. Her body shivered with anticipation as she felt his hands exploring his curves. She tried to return his passionate kiss, savoring the taste of his lips, but her inexperience was apparent as she was dominated by Harsh during the kiss.

While they were tasting each other, Harsh grabbed her breast, giving it a firm squeeze before moving his fingers towards her shirt. He slowly undid her buttons and took off her bowtie from her collars.

Harsh suddenly broke off the kiss, giving Tsubaki's lips a bite, before stuffing the undid bowtie into Sona's mouth. Poor Sona, who was roped into this mess now had to watch them fuck without even getting a chance to speak.

Tsubaki chuckled seeing Harsh's actions, bringing him back to her lips. She felt a rush of thrill as Harsh started kissing her neck again. He gave her small kisses, slowly taking his time to leave hickeys.

Tsubaki felt his lips on her collar, and the sensation of his fingers on her skin drove her wild, leaving her craving more. "Ohhh yes, Harsh... keep going." Her breath came short as Harsh started to kiss her exposed skin, shining through her unbuttoned shirt, all the way till her bra covered her large chest.

"Mmmh!" She let out a soft moan, feeling Harsh trace a path with his finger down her spine, and massaging her waist as he nibbled her chest.

Suddenly, Harsh pushed his face between her bra-covered boobs, and took a deep breath. Tsubaki could feel her nipples harden underneath her bra and felt herself getting wet as she felt his hot breath on her body.

Harsh bit down on her bouncy chest, making her cry out in pleasure "Oh!". He spent nearly a minute without breath as he gave her wet kisses on her boobs, making her bra soaked.

"You smell so good," Harsh complimented in a muffled voice, taking the time to yank off Tsubaki's shirt, leaving her in just her bra and skirt.

Tsubaki felt exposed as he did so, but also feel turned on as she enjoyed the cool breeze on her body, "Fuck!" Tsubaki moaned as Harsh started to lick her body.

Harsh traced his tongue all the way across her body, from her neck to her tummy, sending shivers down her spine. Tsubaki felt his tongue licking her boobs, making her soaked bra even more wet, and going down and down...

Her desire built up as he continued his journey, licking her as if marking his property, until finally, he reached her inner thigh. Tsubaki could feel his tongue dart out, tickling her most sensitive flesh.

"Fuck, even your sweat tastes good," Harsh admired while licking her thighs, slowly getting up from his kneeling position, and picking Tsubaki up, holding her up from her thighs. 

He picked her up like she wasn't a devil but a feather, kissing her lips as he did so, and laying her down on the long table.

Tsubaki tasted her own sweat mixed in his saliva as they kissed each other, and her soaked panties started leaking even more.

Once again, Harsh started kissing down her body until he reached her thighs and moved her skirt aside to get access to his goal. 

"You're so wet down here, Tsubaki. I like it," he said, moving his head to suck her wet panties.

"FUCK!" Tsubaki let out a loud moan as she felt his mouth enveloping her panties, sucking them against her clit. Feeling the cloth rubbing against her flesh, she spread her legs wider to allow Harsh better access to her dripping wet pussy.

"Ohhhh Harsh... yes... just like that. Keep going... I'm so close..." Tsubaki whined, feeling herself teetering on the edge. She could feel her eyes glazed over from the pleasure, her glasses becoming foggy.

Unexpectedly, Harsh stopped what he was doing, choosing to come up and kiss her, leaving her aching for that release.

"Umph.." Tsubaki whimpered as he felt their lips meeting, feeling like an electric current coursing throughout her body. Their tongues intertwined, and she felt like melting in his body.

While their tongues were once again exploring each other, Harsh slowly caressed his fingers down her body, groping her curves, until he reached her underwear. He slowly rubbed his fingers across the cloth, moving it aside to get access to her pussy, and slowly started fingering her.

"Ooohh Harsh... oh satan yes... that feels so good... plea-please don't stop..." Tsubaki let out a sharp moan, her body quivering with pleasure as she gripped the edge of the table, holding on for her life as she felt his fingers enter him.

Harsh let go of her lips, choosing to bite her ears, slowly kissing her neck as he took Tsubaki's skirt's buttons off, while slowly fingering her, keeping her on the edge.

Tsubaki arched her back, pushing herself on his fingers, trying to grind herself on his body. She could feel her juices dripping down her thighs and knew that she was close to climaxing. 

"Keep going baby, don't stop until I've cum!" Tsubaki said, pushing Harsh off her neck and sitting up straight on the table. She slowly starts to undo the button on his shirt, eagerly working her way down. With each button revealing more and more of his chiseled chest, Tsubaki felt her heart slow down with excitement as she freed his shirt, exposing his bare torso.

With his shirt's buttons open, Tsubaki saw his fit and powerful body, and with a satisfied smile on her face, remarked, "I'm about to have the best experience of my life."

"Yes, you are," Harsh let out a few chuckles, letting his shirt hang off his body, and got down on his knees in front of the table. He started licking her thighs, slowly going up, till the skirt fell down, hiding his head from view.

"Umh...," Tsubaki felt Harsh's tongue dance across her inner thighs, slowly working its way over to her center. She moaned softly as he finally reached her lips, his tongue flicking her clit with light, teasing strokes. She leaned forward, her hands resting on the edge of the table as she looked down, watching Harsh's hands that were playing with her legs, while he was hidden behind her skirt.

Meanwhile, Sona could see Tsubaki sitting up on the table, wearing just her bra, while Harsh's head was hidden under her skirt. Sona felt herself starting to get wet, and whimpered against the bowtie, which was gagging her mouth. 

If anyone didn't get horny seeing this scene, especially if they were devils, they needed to go and report to the Church to start priest duties.

Harsh slowly teased Tsubaki, biting her clit and slowly licking her folds, taking his time to get the taste of her virgin pussy for the first and last time in this dreamy environment. Tsubaki felt his tongue continuing to work its magic and felt her heart flutter with excitement and anticipation as she saw Harsh bringing up his hands behind her skirt.

"Ahh! Yess!!" Feeling his fingers enter her body, and him licking her pussy at the same time, Tsubaki couldn't help but moan loudly, unable to control herself. She felt a sense of fullness that she had never experienced before and tried to keep herself conscious. Feeling wave after wave of ecstasy building inside herself, she knew she was about to explode.

"Ooh Harsh... I'm so close... Fuck! Fuck!" Feeling Tsubaki orgasm, Harsh started licking her eagerly, trying to push her even more over the edge. He tasted her tangy and sweet cum dripping down his beard, and with a deep inhale, stopped what he was doing when he felt her blackout.

"Huff... huff..." When Tsubaki came to, she found herself lying on the table, shivering and her teeth clattering together from that intense orgasm. When she tried to sit up, she saw Harsh sitting on the Student Council President's chair.

"Had fun? It's your turn now." Harsh commanded, sitting on the chair with his shirt open, showing his muscles. Tsubaki also saw some liquid dripping down his face, from his beard to his chest...

Tsubaki nodded, taking a deep breath to collect herself, "Yes, My King. Hehe…," Looking at what chair he was sitting at; she chuckled and gave a funny look to the tied-up Sona.

Tsubaki felt her legs tremble from the aftershocks of her climax, but managed to stand up, steadying herself against the table. As she made her way over to Harsh, her heart fluttered as she felt her lips quivering from the previous experience.

As Tsubaki took the initiative to sit in Harsh's lap, he adjusted her position, making her pussy grind against his hard-on under his pants. Tsubaki leaned towards him to kiss, their tongues dancing together. She could feel his cock against her lips, which made her even hornier.

As they kissed Harsh felt Tsubaki subtly moving her lips, grinding against him, and savored the friction of her wet pussy. He pulled her closer, cradling her across his chest, and they could feel each other's warmth.

Tsubaki tasted her sweetness in his mouth, and felt him pressing against her inner thigh, which stirred a different type of hunger within her devilish body. She could feel the heat through the clothes and slowly, copying what Harsh did, started kissing his neck.

As she slid off his lap, Harsh felt her lips never leaving his skin as she kissed down his chest, and felt her licking her own cum that had dripped on his chest, leaving a trail of tender kisses behind. Both their breaths quickened as Tsubaki neared his cock, its outline clearly visible beneath the pants.

Tsubaki's heart raced with nervousness as she dropped to her knees, and Harsh saw her eyes flickering to his own. He saw a mixture of desire and nervousness in her beautiful heterochromatic eyes. 

Tsubaki placed her strong hands on his muscular thighs, and even though she felt that he was a normal human, she still felt vulnerable. Her gaze lingered on his crotch for a while, and she took a deep breath to gather her courage. With a trembling hand, she reached for the button of his pants, her fingers brushing against his waist.

"Go on," Harsh softly said, putting one hand on top of Tsubaki's head, keeping her in place while using the other hand to play with her long hair.

As she started to slowly unbutton his pants, her movements were slow and jerky, her inexperience apparent. When she finally managed to get his pants down, her fingers brushed against the fabric of his boxers, the last barrier separating them from complete intimacy. 

Tsubaki paused, looking up to Harsh with a mix of hesitation and anticipation, as if asking for approval. Harsh didn't speak, just pushed her head down toward his cock, lightly grinding it against her face. 

He saw her cheeks flush with excitement and embarrassment as she realized his wishes. She lowered herself to the floor, bringing her face just inches away from his outline, and with a slow deliberate motion, she reached up and grasped the waistband of his boxers, pulling them down.

Smack!

Harsh's cock sprang free, hitting lightly on Tsubaki's face as she removed his boxers. Tsubaki saw it smacking on her cheek, leaving a hint of precum there, and messing up her glasses.

As Tsubaki finally adjusted her glasses, she saw it in its entirety, the tip glistening with anticipation, and paused for a moment, savoring the moment. She took a deep breath, the scent of arousal filling her nose, and took deep delight in this first experience of her life.

Feeling it throbbing, without thinking twice, she lowered her head, her tongue darting out to meet the tip of Harsh's cock, and felt him quiver as she did so.

"Hmm... Just like that..." Harsh slowly brushed his hands across her long hair, playing with her soft strands. Feeling her tongue continuing to envelop his tip, he looked down at her with a mix of satisfaction and hunger in his eyes.

Tsubaki continued to suck, determined to give Harsh the best blowjob possible, despite this being her first. Harsh felt her tongue move up and down his shaft, occasionally grazing him with teeth, but that pain only added to the pleasure.

As she traced its length, licking it from top to bottom, Harsh could feel her tongue on his veins. As she reached the base of his cock, her breasts grazed against his thigh, and she giggled softly, feeling his trimmed public hair tickle her nose; the sensation sending shivers down his spine.

She returned to the tip, wrapping her lips around it, enveloping in her warm, wet mouth. Feeling daring, she pushed it further into her mouth, and Harsh felt himself touching the roof of her mouth, as she swirled her tongue around his length and used her lips to massage it.

Tsubaki felt her jaw starting to hurt from stretching so wide, but she ignored the discomfort. She gagged slightly as his cock hit the back of her throat, but she still didn't stop, continuing to suck and stroke his cock, determined to please him.

"Damn, you're talented at this," Harsh experienced Tsubaki's tongue pushing against the underside of his cock, rubbing up and down his shaft, and could feel himself twitching slightly, signaling the coming orgasm. Apparently, Tsubaki felt that too, as she increased her pace, eager to make him go through the same blackout she experienced.

Just as he was about to cum, Harsh held back and took his cock out of Tsubaki's mouth. Standing up from his chair, he lifted her up and moved towards the tied-up Sona.

Tsubaki felt herself heating up, and smiled excitedly at the turn of events. Harsh put her down, positioning her on Sona's lap, making sure she faced him.

Harsh pushed his cock inside her bra, slowly thrusting deeper. The feeling of being surrounded by her boobs was exhilarating for them both, and they could feel the excitement building.

"Urgh..." "Mhmm..." They both moaned, enjoying the strange and thrilling sensation of his cock sliding between her breasts. Tsubaki had a tingling feeling spreading throughout her body and found herself growing wetter with anticipation.

Harsh comfortably fucked her tits, using his precum and Tsubaki's saliva from the blowjob as a lube. He even saw her sweat mixing in, and as he continued to thrust deeper, Tsubaki could see his tip emerging from her chest.

She eagerly leaned down, giving it a few licks as she took it in her mouth. Harsh felt her enveloping his tip in her warm mouth, massaging it and sucking it like a lollipop.

Tasting his pre-cum mingling with the flavor of her own juices, Tsubaki closed her eyes, fully surrendering to this wonderful experience. Now that Sona could see everything from such a close distance, she was even more wet, and she felt like Tsubaki was dripping down her legs.

Harsh continued to fuck her breasts, feeling it push against her nipples, making them hard and sensitive, causing her to moan. Suddenly, he yanked off Tsubaki's bra, and started fucking her tits even faster.

"I'm close..." Tsubaki heard him whisper as he continued to pound her boobs, the lack of the bra causing them to bounce up and down. She felt a trail of pain and pleasure with each thrust, and felt herself aching from the intense stimulation. Still, despite the pain, her mouth remained locked on his tip, the tongue moving up and down his cock, which amplified his pleasure.

Harsh felt himself throb as he fucked her tits, and knowing he was close, he took his slightly red cock from its comfortable confines between her big chest. With his tip still in her mouth, he started thrusting in her mouth, treating it as a toy.

He heard her gag as his cock hit the back of her throat, and wanted to move back to give her space to breathe. But Tsubaki held him in place, and started fucking her own throat on his dick. Even if she felt her eyes water, her airways constricting as she struggled to breathe, she continued to swallow his whole shaft, determined to complete her task.

"Gglhk... glk..." Tsubaki continued to choke herself on his length, and despite feeling like she was on the edge of suffocation, instead of panicking, she found herself completely immersed in the sensation. The feeling of being completely dominated by Harsh's cock was both terrifying and exhilarating.

"Fuck! You're really a succubus!" groaned Harsh. He felt himself bursting, and arched his back, burying his cock in her mouth. He closed his eyes for a moment, enjoying the pleasure before taking himself out of Tsubaki's mouth, and releasing the rest of his load on her face and chest.

Tsubaki could feel the warmth of his cum flooding her mouth. She tried to swallow it greedily, savoring the sweet and salty taste, but due to her inexperience, it escaped her mouth, coming out from her nostrils and mouth, dripping down on her body.

She saw him splatter the hot, sticky cum across her face as he pulled out, obscuring her vision as it dirtied her glasses and matted her hair. She even heard it dripping onto her skirt. But instead of feeling repulsed, she felt a surge of excitement and satisfaction, realizing that was exactly what she wanted – being used and dominated by Harsh.

"Cough... cough..." Tsubaki coughed and sputtered due to her throat being blocked, feeling sticky all across her face and chest, and as she took a deep breath to compose herself, she realized her body smelled strongly of his semen. Tsubaki saw Harsh waving his hand, which removed the scent. It looked like some sort of magic, but she could still feel herself covered with cum.

Taking off her cum-stained glasses, she looked down at her full, perky tits that were exposed to the air. She threw the glasses away and giggled when she saw a few spots of his cum on her skirt, thoroughly enjoying the mess and the sense of submission. "Shoo... good..." 

Harsh rubbed his now half-hard cock on her face, feeling her giggle as she gave it gentle, playful licks. Feeling himself starting to harden again, he saw her starting to lick him, her tongue moving in slow, deliberate circles and their eyes met for a moment, before she returned her attention to his dick.

As she continued to lick, Tsubaki could feel the rush of pleasure building inside her, and felt Harsh's hands guide her towards Sona, who was still tied up. She took off the bowtie from Sona's mouth with a bite, spitting it aside, and with Harsh's cock between their lips, started kissing her.

"Mhpm!" Sona wasn't expecting Tsubaki and Harsh to do that, and feeling horny and confused, started kissing her back, getting a taste of their juices as their tongues fought together. They started kissing the sides of his cock, moving up and down, smearing it with lipstick before kissing each other with his tip between their lips.

Suddenly, Harsh pulled his cock back, choosing to stand behind Tsubaki, who was making Sona lick his cum from her chest and face. Slowly, he took off Tsubaki's skirt, which made her turn back to look at him. "Whaa?... Mhmm..."

"Mmm... Do what you're told... Urgh..." Turning her face back toward Sona, Harsh started rubbing his semi against Tsubaki's panties, grinding himself on her. Feeling her familiar shiver, he moved her underwear; which had become more like a thong due to being so wet; aside with his fingers, and realized that she was already dripping wet with anticipation.

Sliding his fingers through her folds, Harsh felt Tsubaki move her hips, trying to gain more friction. "Annh! Ahh!" Tsubaki moaned loudly as his fingers delicately traced the outer lips of her vagina, feeling her body respond to his touch, spreading electric sparks throughout her body.

"Fuucckkk!" She moaned in pleasure as his fingers ventured deeper, lightly brushing against her swollen clitoris, eliciting a more intense response. Feeling him rub his dick on her dripping lips, getting it all lubed up in her juices, Tsubaki couldn't help but push Sona's head deep into her breasts, burying her face in the flesh as she arched her back, asking, "Are you... Mhmm... really going to take me... Urgh... my virginity here? OHh! In this position?"

"Whooo..." Harsh's only response was to push himself slightly into her pussy, which caused Tsubaki to hold even more tightly as she arched her back, urging him to push inside herself. He felt her body tense up as he started to penetrate her, stretching her virginal walls wide.

"Yesss..." Tsubaki felt herself tensing up in anticipation as he slid into her body. She wanted nothing more than to be filled by him. With a sudden thrust, Harsh buried his cock inside her, stretching her tight opening until she could feel his balls pressing against her ass. "Ohh!!!!" She let out a loud moan of pleasure as she felt his cock filling her up, and couldn't help but blush with excitement.

"Damn..." With slow and deliberate movements, Harsh used each thrust to fill her up completely. He felt her clenching on his cock as he perfectly hit her g-spot, causing her to close her eyes, letting herself be consumed by the sensation. Feeling her juices splashing down their thighs, he couldn't help but start to roughly pound her.

"He... Yes... Hehaha..." Tsubaki felt her body coming alive with the sensation of his cock sliding in and out of her pussy and couldn't help but laugh out loud. Her breath became ragged and uneven as she lost herself in the movement. She turned around, now with her back facing Sona, she wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him toward her.

"Ahh..." As he felt himself being pulled closer and his cock entering her deeper in her tight hole, Harsh moaned softly, and started thrusting softly, with each movement sending waves of pleasure coursing through their bodies. Feeling her clench on himself, her tight walls wrapping the whole of his length, he could feel that she was close to coming.

Tsubaki also felt that she was close, and grabbed his hands that were playing with Sona's breasts, holding them to steady herself. She tightly gripped his fingers, trying not to black out this time from the intensity that previously consumed her entirely.

Suddenly, Harsh picked her up from Sona's lap, the change of pushing him deep inside her pussy. He started to roughly fuck her as he walked, not wanting her to feel that climax so soon, leaving her just feeling the tease of it being just on the edge.

"Mhpm... Please... let me cum..." Harsh heard her whimpering on his shoulder, her legs wrapped around his waist as he took her toward the table, and felt himself being clenched so hard that it nearly started to hurt. He lay her down on the table once again, but this time started fucking her hard in missionary style, and bent down to suck on her nipples, giving her chest small bites and kisses as he did so.

{"Tsubaki..."}

"We'll cum together baby... ughh..." He groaned loudly as he thrust inside her, causing her to writhe with pleasure. Tsubaki arched her back, as if offering herself to him completely, and could again feel herself on the edge of the orgasm. She sat up, and placed her hands on his shoulders, gently massaging them as she moaned. "Ohh fuckk..."

Harsh slid his cock in and out of her pussy, the feeling of her body melting with his own driving him wild. He took her face and kissed her, their bodies tensing up as they prepared for the explosion of pleasure.

{"Tsubaki..."}

"MHmm.." "mhmm" They moaned into each other's lips, moving their bodies and continuing to fuck each other, with each small caress bringing them closer to the peak. Tsubaki felt Harsh pounding her in and out, each thrust making her feel fuller than the last. Harsh could also feel himself surrounded by her tight and wet cave, getting more pleasure out of each push as they moved in sync.

Feeling her getting close, Harsh brought his fingers close to her chest, squeezing her boobs and playing with her nipples as if they were his piano keys, each stroke adding symphony to the pleasure. 

"Ohh... I Love this!!" Tsubaki couldn't help but moan louder, feeling his fingers tracing circles around her sensitive flesh. Her body quivered with each touch, giving her goosebumps. 

{"TSUBAKI..."}

Harsh felt her shaking as he fucked her, and knew that everything was drawing to a close. Feeling Tsubaki arch her back, her breasts pointing towards the ceiling, he started sucking on her nipples. "Mhmm... You have such good breasts..."

"Oh fuckk... yes... that feels so good..." Tsubaki felt her breath quicken as Harsh continued to fuck her, his cock thrusting in and out of her tight pussy. He kept sucking on her tits, using his hands to massage her soft ass.

Harsh felt himself close to erupting, and knew that it would be the same for Tsubaki. Tsubaki could also feel herself starting to slip away, the overwhelming sensation of their touch driving her toward the edge. Harsh heard her panting, her muscles tightening as he waited for the release that was about to come.

"Oh FUCKKkkk!!!" Tsubaki felt herself explode in a burst of ecstasy, her body convulsing, and her muscles contracting in a powerful spasm. Her heart raced, and she was unable to control her screams as wave after wave of pleasure consumed her soul.

"Damn... Arghh..." Harsh felt her tighten around his cock, and couldn't help but moan into her chest as he reached his peak, feeling her milk himself for everything it was worth.

Suddenly, everything went white.

As Tsubaki came out of her high, still feeling the after-effects of the orgasm, she heard something.

"TSUBAKI! WAKE UP!" 

Snap! 

Tsubaki sat up straight on her bed, not noticing Sona standing beside her bedside. Still not recovering from her dream, she mumbled, "I love your c..." "Tsubaki!"

"Huh." Tsubaki snapped out of her dream, spotting Sona in front of her. Her face turned red as she realized what happened, and what she did with and to her King in that dream.

"Sona- My King--- President--- I mean, Sona, wha- what are you doing in my room?!" Nervously facing Sona, she couldn't help but stutter over her words as her thoughts kept going back to her dream.

"I should be asking you what are you doing? Who is this Harsh?! And why were you moaning his name in your sleep?! I think the whole house could hear your scream!" Sona questioned Tsubaki, unable to help herself. 

Of course, she was mostly exaggerating, she only heard Tsubaki start mumbling when she was passing by her room and came in to check in on her. This was the first time she had had such an embarrassing experience with her Queen, and hearing her call out someone's name while she was moaning in her sleep was very weird.

"I'm sorry! I didn't have a good sleep today. I'm really sorry for disturbing everyone!" Tsubaki turned red with embarrassment and got up from her bed to give Sona a bow. 

As she did so, she picked up her glasses from the bedside, giving them a brief look before putting them back. Apparently, she remembered their condition in the dream and had the urge to replace them.

Otherwise, from now onwards, when she wears those glasses, her mind will always come back to how it felt when Harsh came on her face, her cum dripping down on her face.

"It looked like a good sleep..." Sona murmured as she took in Tsubaki's disheveled appearance and the state of her clothes.

"I'm going to take a bath. And I suggest you also quickly tidy yourself up. Today is our first day of school, and as the leaders of the Student Council, we should be punctual in our actions." Sona said, wanting to change the embarrassing topic. She tried not to focus on the wetness on Tsubaki's bed, and quickly left her room.

"Yes, President! I'll do what you say!" Seeing her leaving, Tsubaki couldn't help but sigh, calming her heart that had been racing from when she woke up.

"And you're telling me who this Harsh is later!" Sona's voice came from the corridor, echoing across the walls.

"Yes! Sona yess..." Tsubaki slowly sat down on her bed, massaging her head to try and make sense of things.

"Fuck." Noticing the wetness on the bed sheet, and feeling her wet pajamas, she couldn't help but curse.

She didn't know why she dreamed of that new transfer student, or had such an exciting and horny experience in her dream for the first time in her life.

Was it because she was too sexually repressed while being a devil? But Sona was the same, and plenty of other devils who were hundreds of years old were even virgins and inexperienced, so it shouldn't be because of that...

Of course, Tsubaki knew about the Seven Sins, and that each devil had some of them in their blood. Many old virgin devils she mentioned were usually affected by their Sins, such as the Sin of Sloth, or Pride, and wouldn't take any partners easily. Some who were affected by the Sin of Lust were usually the most promiscuous. 

Did she have the Sin of Lust? That too the Lust of Sex? Why couldn't she have something like the Lust of Knowledge, or even the Lust of Teaching? Tsubaki felt a headache coming on as she tried to make sense of things.

Of course, now she was just rambling to get her mind away from the dream, she didn't know fuck-all about her Sin.

"Urghh... fuck!" She lazily lay down on her bed, but sat up once she felt her cheek getting wet.

Tsubaki knew what it was, and feeling her cheeks get wet by her own cum gave her a weird feeling, as if she was back in that dream...

Shaking her head to remove her head from that thought, she got up from her bedside, and tremblingly walked toward the bathroom.

Meanwhile, in the dreamscape.

Harsh looked around the modified student council room, feeling content with what had happened.

Seeing a Sona tied to the chair, he slowly walked toward her, still devoid of any clothes.

"Damn! Didn't expect this!" He spoke to the tied-up Sona, surprised with how the dream played out.

All he did was pull Tsubaki into her dreamscape, give her a Sona, take off her inhibitions, and put the idea of 'wanting payback' from Sona in her mind.

Of course, she wouldn't do this in real life, as she still respected and cared for Sona, and didn't actually 'want any payback' from her, as Sona had never really spanked her with a paddle like the rest of their peerage. And maybe Saji, who just joined their peerage, and didn't have the chance for that.

Plus, she would never have a threesome with someone she met for just one day and her sister in all but blood.

But if all this happened in a dream... Where she was semi-conscious... leaving all the memories and sensations moving around in her head... Especially this being her first wet dream... Well, who knows about the future...

"Do you want to continue?" He asked Sona, not expecting a response. After all, this was a dreamscape, with the only actors being himself and Tsubaki. This Sona was just something he called a Dream-Avatar, something like a toy to spice up the scene.

"Thought so... Then... Good Night." Manipulating the Dreamscape to collapse itself, he moved out of the Dreamland, feeling his consciousness back in his body.

With the pleasant experience, he fell into a comfortable sleep, still feeling the pleasure of Tsubaki's grip.

Zzz... Zzz...