Home Buyer's Guide

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House hunting with Akeno was rather tame by her lofty-debauched standards. She may have teased you and made crude comments about 'punishing' you a few times, but otherwise she manages to keep it in her pants for the entire trip. As for the apartments themselves, you quickly come to realize that all of them are essentially identical. A large open plan living room connected to a lavish modern kitchen and a bunch of afterthought doom chambers designed to be turned into displays of excess.

Sure, the elevators and underground parking makes you feel like a high-roller, but you can get much more bang for your ill-gotten buck by heading slightly out of town and into one of the high-class suburban areas. Consisting entirely of large, elaborate modern palaces with tall perimeter walls and garages big enough for twenty cars. Plus, they come with a garden, you can make as much noise as you like, and people won't look at you like a psychopath for using it for something other than money laundering.

The city had once believed that expensive developments like this would help kickstart the economy – years later they still sit empty and unused, at severely reduced prices. Akeno coos in awe as you step through the front gate and into the garden. It's an 'open day,' but you're the only people in the entire lot.

The reason you chose this particular house over all of the others is because it's built in a much more appealing classical style. A red brick façade, white Victorian style-windows, a big front balcony and a fairly lush front garden to help it blend into the environment. It isn't a jumbled mess of unneeded edges and extensions like the usual McMansion, and it isn't a towering white monolith that makes you feel like you're living in a bad science fiction movie.

"I like this one," Akeno comments, "It reminds me of the clubhouse."

The clubhouse doesn't not have a separate garage area, with three automatic doors and enough space to fit twelve vehicles though. A laid-brick roadway flows down from the mouth of the second building like a river. No tarmac here. You scan your phone at the front door using a weird app the estate agent told you to install, which unlocks the door and leads into a rather lavish front reception room, with a pair of staircases reaching out to embrace you from the front.

The house is totally empty. None of the walls are painted or papered, and there's no furniture. According to the description on the site you found it on – the house was left unfinished inside after the previous owner went bankrupt. That means that it's a mostly clean slate for the buyer to do whatever they please with it.

To put it bluntly – it's a rather boring place to explore. There's nothing to see, but a lot of things to consider. Maybe this is the blank canvas you're looking for? Akeno eagerly takes pictures of the rooms using her phone for later use.

"You could ask Rias for some monetary assistance, as her future husband."

"No need. I can afford the down payment for this, and the repayments. I'm getting kicked 150k every month now, and it might go up depending on what Mitsuru does."

Akeno stares at one of the bedrooms with a sly smile, "Fufu. I can imagine you and your wives reclining on a lovely bed in here."

"That includes you, you realize."

Akeno giggles and pecks you on the cheek, "Oh? So forward! I expect a lovely, debauched wedding in a satanic chapel. I really want you to see me in a dress..."

Right, the devils can't enter holy buildings. You almost forgot.

"I think Rias would like to get her hands on this building," Akeno explains, "She has something of a hobby for interior design."

"Oh, is that so?"

"She was the one who directed the reconstruction of the clubhouse. She'll turn this empty shell into a lovely place to make love and raise children." Akeno's face flushes and her eyes glaze over as a lewd fantasy spills into her headspace. "I can't wait to meet all of your lovely mistresses."

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