The Chains that Bind (Highschool DxD x Ghost Rider Reader)

Chapter 29

As Samael and Abaddon were scheming to do something against (F/N) and Rias's peerage, Mephistopheles sat a make-shift throne, leaning his head against his arm and his arm resting on the arm rest. He was in deep contemplation, looking towards an imaginary board, with faces of different kinds on it, save for one; blank with question marks.

"Samael is likely attempting to find my son, Daimon," he muttered. "If I want to stop him, I'll have to send my Rider after him. And after gathering information, Samael has Abaddon, Wormwood, and Marchosias at his side. Samael isn't stupid, he's devoting as much time as he could to finding the book. I can't simply approach (F/N), because if I do then that means that I'll have to return his soul, and I might need him for one of the other contracts in the school. I'll need to interfere somehow." Mephisto spent a while after he said that to himself, pondering where and when his interference would be suited. "All signs point to me staying out of this. If I interfere now, especially given who he has been around, then that will send an army of Devils after me." Mephistopheles sat at his make-shift throne and contemplated his choices. He rubbed the side of his temples, going over all the information that he has gathered for a while now, making sure he's making the best choice that he could and playing his cards correctly. If there's anything that Mephistopheles has prided himself on; it's his planning and scheming.

He then drew a circle with his finger, showing (F/N) sitting at a table in the diner, talking to the other members of the Gremory peerage, however he could only see (F/N), as the rest appeared to be silhouettes. It's likely that this viewing spell will only show the person Mephistopheles has made a deal with, while the others just appear as darkened silhouettes. He went over his more recent monologuing, trying to find something that'll allow him to get what he wants. Then, a brilliant idea came to mind. He grinned to himself, playing out his steps in his head, and anticipating what kind of things to say.

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After a nice talk with the others, Rias approached the front of the diner, paying for the food that they ate. Everyone was ready to leave with a full belly; Issei patted his stomach and let out a sigh of contempt.

"That was delicious!" He said, rubbing his stomach, like it was a dog that had finished his meal.

"It was a good meal for sure," Kiba spoke up. "I might see if I could bring one of the cooks over for a video."

"You make videos?" (F/N) asked, looking at him curiously.

"On DeviTube. I do a lot of cooking," Kiba answered. Issei quickly pulled out his phone and looked up Kiba on this video site, before nearly fainting at the sight of the many numbers he has; both for views and subscribers.

"His cooking is good," Koneko chimed in, using a handkerchief to clean any food debris from her hands.

"Ooh! I'd like to try it sometimes!" Asia said, looking over at Kiba with sparkling eyes. "Do you think you could make something for us!?"

"An at-club party would be interesting," Akeno said, standing close to (F/N). "Though, it surely wouldn't be as good as going into town and having a party." Rias nodded her head in response.

"I'm going to go ahead and pay for our food," she said, watching everyone collectively nod their head.

"Excuse me for a moment, I'm going to go see who made our food," Kiba said, walking off towards the nearest person in charge.

"I'm going to stop by the restroom," Akeno said, walking away, with Asia and Koneko following behind her.

"I'm going to step outside," (F/N) said, watching as Issei took a seat inside, likely trying to relax after having his fill. Rias nodded her head again, and turned towards the person at the counter and waited for her turn to pay.