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Volume 3 Chapter 125 – Shirone and Kuroka Reunion Part 1
Kisuke is currently untying Kuroka who is glaring at him menacingly, but there is also some curiosity within her eyes.
Kisuke finished untying her and face Koneko, “Koneko-sama, I’ve done your order. Please let me off. If you want to hit someone with that, please go to Himejima-san. It seems like she’ll welcome it.”
“What!? How did you– I mean, what are you talking about!? Are you saying that I’m a big masochist!?” Watching from the door with everyone else, Akeno protested. Everyone ignored her claim though.
“Akeno-senpai, I can lend it to you for a few days.” Koneko looked at her with a complicated expression. She didn’t really want to lend it as it’s her weapon against the biggest pervert of the Urahara Shop, but since it’s her Akeno-senpai who took good care of her, she’s willing to loan it for a few days.
“Koneko-chan!?”
“Wait! She can’t enjoy it if there is only an M, I nominate myself as the S!” Kisuke said seriously. But it earned him another hit from the harisen.
“…Koneko-chan… If you want to volunteer yourself, then I wouldn’t insist any further. I’m just giving Himejima-san a choice here.” Kisuke rubbed his butt to nurse it.
“I’m not choosing either of you! And I won’t be borrowing it!” Akeno couldn’t take it anymore. Even though her shame tolerance is quite high, against Kisuke, however, she might as well just a little girl. Although deep inside, she thinks that the offer is quite attractive. And if she were to be perfectly honest, she also wanted to take Kisuke’s offer if he can tie her up like what he did to Kuroka. It just couldn’t escape her mind after witnessing Kuroka’s hidden ecstatic expression.
“Alright then, let’s go out and leave them alone,” Kisuke said as he walks out of the room and everyone followed him.
Making sure that they went away for sure, Koneko faced Kuroka for the second time who’s also looking at her eyes without making a word. Because of Kisuke’s perverted antics, all of Koneko forgot her fears and only relief and happiness have remained, ‘Did he know that this would happen? I’m very thankful, but even I can tell that I’m being spoiled…’
Setting aside this issue for later, Koneko, without warning, jumped towards her sister and hugged her, burying her head on her bosom, “Kuroka-neesama! I missed you…”
Kuroka could have dodge Koneko’s tackle but why would she do that? Her problem is she didn’t know how to react when Koneko suddenly hugged her and became awkward. But when she heard her call her name and told her that she missed her, tears flowed down through her cheeks and returned the hug, “I missed you too, Shirone.”
Fear and uncertainty disappeared entirely from Kuroka and was replaced by relief and happiness. She felt that as if a large boulder on her heart was lifted after a few years of silently enduring it.
The two nekoshou cried in each other’s arm for a half an hour as they try to brand the aura and smell of the latter to their memories. They lay down on the ground and stopped crying and slept just like that. Even if they’re on the cold hard floor, with each other’s warmth, it’s the best sleep they ever had for ages. They returned to their childhood time they were craving for, albeit, a bit late.
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Rias and Akeno said their farewells after they reached the surface. Kisuke didn’t stop them and asked, “What about your gift? Are you giving up? Even if that’s the case, you still have to honor your part of the deal.”
Akeno shivered slightly at his words since it’s technically her that would suffer, but somehow, there’s also a strange feeling welling up from inside her, though she can’t tell what it is.
“Our gift is just a bunch of her most favorite snacks, but it’s pretty obvious that she wouldn’t like our gift more than her long lost sister. Of course, we’ll honor our part of the deal. I’ll arrange some things for the protection of your mother and you can talk to Akeno about the other part…” Rias sighed and conceded.
“Okay~. I won’t ask for Himejima-san service for now as I can see that you’re still pretty busy. Although I look forward to your service, Himejima-san~.”
“Kuh!… I won’t surrender to you!”
“Stop speaking like some stereotypical female knight in an erotic game.” Kisuke grinned and commented.
“Wha!? You bas—!” Akeno was furious at his words but before she can take it out on him, Kisuke teleported her away… sending her again in the previous maid uniform shop.
“… Do you really have to piss her off too much?” Rias asks Kisuke. She wasn’t worried about Akeno as this isn’t the single instance Kisuke did this to her.
“Hmm… I swear I promised myself that I would piss her off as much as possible… As for why… I actually forgot.” Kisuke looked up and touched his chin trying to recall it, but gave up after a second. “But kudos to myself still keeping my promise.” He gave her a thumbs up and a bright smile.
With the Gremorys’ out of the way, Kisuke faced Sona and Tsubaki, “How about another cup of tea?”
“Heh… so you’ve guessed that I still have something else to say?” Sona looked at him in awe, ‘I really want him in my peerage.’
“It’s just a guess. I don’t know if you really know something, but you should have noticed that the Underworld gave up pretty easily on Koneko’s case.”
“Hmm… I see. Thank you for the offer but we have to go, I still have to prepare for the inevitable headache coming for me. (And for you.)” Sona rubbed her forehead but she didn’t say the last part, “What I want to say is that the Underworld is getting restless due to the disappearance of some Devils with noble lineage. The higher-ups are busy cracking this down and can’t send more of their men to deal with Koneko’s case.”
“Hmm… Is that so? Thanks for the info~.”
“You’re welcome. Tsubaki.”
“Yes, Kaichou.”
Tsubaki cast teleportation magic bringing Sona and her back to school.
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