Sorry, it's a bit janky here.
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It had been rough. In a short time, they had been made to endure several life or death situations, and were pressured to learn many things at an unnaturally fast pace. Rias had learned how to use fire magic as well as being made to learn tactics, Akeno had learned how to create objects out of lightning, Asia had learned to manipulate plants and communicate with animals, Sona learned how to use ice magic at an intermediate level, and Kiba and Koneko had become better martial artists.
Tsubaki, meanwhile, had been taught japanese schools of magic. This was something that, in hindsight, she would swear that the Yatomegami planned from the start. However, Tsubaki was also able to learn some norse runes and was able to grasp the basics of numerology as well.
As for Saji? Oh, the poor thing. For him, this truly was hell. Issei and Tiamat had basically bullied him until he learned to fight back. Something which Saji accomplished through instinctually learning Curse Arts and magic, only learning the fundamentals about them after he managed to conjure spells out of sheer desperation.
Well, he also gained a better physique and learned how to fight in hand-to-hand combat noticeably better.
Being beat up by two overwhelmingly powerful people tended to have that sort of side effect.
And, of course, Akeno, Tsubaki, and Koneko had all learned of Issei's secret and independently decided to keep it secret. Koneko had the most wholesome reason, simply believing that it would be wrong of her to tell her senpai's secret. Tsubaki, however, had a less pure reason. Some sort of crush or infatuation mixed with a fetish. Akeno's reasoning was easily the most vulgar, though. She simply wanted to be a receptacle of Issei's lust and be bent to his will to fulfill a sexual fantasy.
Truly, a lot can happen in but a handful of days. Now, the bootcamp was nearing completion, today was the final day. The sixth heaven, if you will. Now, Rias, Sona, and their respective peerages were preparing for the last test.
"Man.. I can't believe that it's only been six days.. it feels so much longer than that."
Kiba said with a sigh, looking at the ceiling.
"Fufu.. whatever are you whining for, Kiba-kun?" His mentor questioned, sitting next to him in the hot spring.
Kiba glanced at the woman, but her completely bare body made it difficult to decide what exactly to say, and so he merely glanced away with a blush.
The woman smiled and pulled Kiba onto her lap, forcing his back against her torso.
"This is more comfortable for you, right?"
Kiba's eyes nearly bulged out of his head and doing anything felt like a herculean task. So he nodded his head but managed to squeeze out, "Wh-why?"
Kagetora giggled and started playing with his hair absentmindedly, "I just figured a woman's body would make a better resting spot than the stone. Why, is it too embarrassing for you?"
Kiba closed his eyes and gave a subtle shake of the head, his exhaustion hitting him all at once.
Kagetora reached a hand around to his chest, her dainty hands lightly trailing along it.
"You've worked quite hard these past several days.. you're certainly less squishy than you were when we started. You actually seem like you can take a hit or two."
Kagetora whispered, pushing on his abs a bit, and smirked.
Kiba just let out a whiny groan, evidently more interested in sleep than whatever Kagetora was doing.
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Red Dragon Emperor of Domination
FanfictionWhat if Issei was born as a descendant of Satan? What if he was the heir of the Prince of Lies? This is the story of Issei Maou, the Devil-God Sekiryuutei. Watch as he rises to power, and watch as he looks to answer a question. Do Devils cry?