There seemed to be hidden circumstances behind Kuroka's kingslaying, but Haruto couldn't recall the details.
Moreover, this world wasn't an exact replica of DxD.
Blind faith in books is worse than having no books at all.
Haruto didn't dare rely solely on his memories to make judgments.
After Akeno's detailed explanation, Haruto finally felt confident in his decision.
"Akeno-senpai... I'm willing to become the President's Servant."
After careful consideration, Haruto decided to accept Rias's invitation.
At present, this seemed to be the most advantageous choice for him.
As for future risks or crises—as long as he improved his strength quickly enough—they wouldn't be a problem.
"However, I have two conditions."
Seeing Haruto agree, Akeno felt delighted inwardly.
Though this little pervert was a playboy, he wasn't scum. Sincerity could still earn sincerity in return.
"What conditions?" Akeno narrowed her beautiful eyes into crescents. "Could it be... you want to do some adult things with me?"
Haruto's eyes lit up. "Is it too late to say I have three conditions now?"
Akeno rolled her eyes at him. "Too late."
"What a shame."
Putting away his regretful expression, Haruto spoke seriously. "My first condition is simple: I don't want my private life interfered with."
Akeno's smile faded as she asked in confusion, "Aren't the President and I enough for you?"
Haruto shook his head. "It's not a matter of quality."
Though he coveted Rias and the others' Talents and bodies, setting boundaries early was the best choice.
Otherwise, if he flirted around later, it would only lead to awkwardness and unhappiness.
Akeno felt slightly uncomfortable, but what intrigued her more was why Haruto was so fixated on quantity.
Curious as she was, she didn't press further.
After all, everyone had their secrets.
"What's the second condition?"
"It's not exactly a condition, but... I don't want to use a Pawn piece."
Haruto didn't have a Sacred Gear inside him, so it was unlikely all eight Pawn pieces would be used up.
If another Familiar joined later and they were both Pawns...
If it were a woman, fine—but if it were a man, he'd feel uneasy.
Truthfully, Haruto had another idea: he hoped all of Rias's future Servants would be women.
But right now, his influence wasn't strong enough to make such a demand. Voicing it would only earn Rias and the others' displeasure.
"Mm, I can agree to these two conditions on my own authority."
Interfering with a Servant's private life was never something Rias would do anyway.
But this did raise the question of whether she should continue pursuing anything with Haruto.
Playboys were fun, but if it was for a lifetime, more consideration was needed.
As for the second condition—after discovering Haruto's close-combat Talent, they had already planned to have him use the remaining Rook piece.
Akeno clapped her hands together. "Then it's settled. I'll contact the President now, and we'll proceed with the ritual."
Haruto shrugged. Whatever made Akeno happy.
He didn't care whether it was sooner or later. Once he made a decision, he wouldn't waver.
Taking out a flyer inscribed with a Magic Circle, Akeno channeled her magic into it.
As the flyer began to burn, a crimson-black Magic Circle unfolded in the air.
Akeno closed her eyes, focusing as she established contact with Rias through the Magic Circle.
It was probably some kind of mental communication magic. Haruto didn't see Akeno speak—she just stood there in a daze, her expression serious.
After a moment, the magic circle dissipated, and Akeno let out a soft sigh, relaxing her entire body.
"Alright, the president and Koneko will be back once they finish handling the current request."
"Mhm. Akeno-senpai, since I've already agreed to become the president's servant..."
Haruto stared intently at her small, pink lips and said solemnly, "You should fulfill your promise now."
Akeno blinked in surprise, following his gaze before finally remembering what this was about.
Back then, she and Tsubaki had been tasked with recruiting Haruto, and the two of them had grown close quickly.
They'd held hands, and he'd even groped her breasts, but every time Haruto tried to kiss her, she refused.
The more he wanted it, the more she withheld it.
Then, she used it as leverage to convince him to join the Occult Research Club and become Rias' servant.
"Ara ara..." Akeno's lips twitched as she feigned amnesia. "Haru-chan, what are you talking about? I don't remember any promises~?"
Haruto wasn't having it. While true intimacy might still be far off, securing an incomplete "talent" was better than nothing.
"Akeno-senpai, don't tell me you've never had your first kiss?" Haruto deliberately provoked her. "Are you scared? If you are, just admit it. I'll understand."
Akeno's expression shifted unpredictably. It was true—her first kiss was still intact, but she couldn't bring herself to say it now.
Somehow, she felt that admitting defeat would shatter her image as a mature, cunning older sister.
Not to mention, she'd earn a reputation for going back on her word...
And without a doubt, Haruto would keep using this to tease her.
"Akeno-senpai, Akeno-senpai~"
Haruto grinned. "Say something. Why aren't you talking? Did I hit the mark?"
Akeno gritted her teeth, inwardly fuming.
Damn little pervert. Just a moment ago, he was talking about seducing other girls, and now he wants to kiss me...
Seeing Akeno remain silent, Haruto continued with his sarcastic tone.
"Tsk, who would've thought the great Akeno-senpai would—"
"I agree." Akeno cut him off with a glare. "If you're going to do it, hurry up. You don't want the president and Koneko to see, do you?"
Is it me who doesn't want to be seen? Well, maybe a little.
But the one who really doesn't want to be seen is you, isn't it?
Having achieved his goal, Haruto didn't push further.
He stepped forward smoothly, wrapping an arm around her slender waist and pulling her close.
His hands slipped beneath her skirt, one moving up, the other down—each with a clear objective.
His burning palms glided over her cool, smooth skin, and Akeno subtly clenched her thighs, shooting Haruto an annoyed glare.
I only agreed to a kiss. I never said you could grope me.
Haruto chuckled shamelessly, pretending not to notice her look.
Seeing this, Akeno pinched him in exasperation but ultimately let him have his way.
Groping and fondling weren't anything new—they'd done it plenty of times before. One more instance wouldn't make a difference.
But when Haruto's hand ventured deeper, enjoying the feel of her bubble butt while the other cupped her full breasts, Akeno finally couldn't take it anymore and tried to protest.
Her cherry lips parted, but before a single syllable could escape, warm lips pressed against hers.
"Mmm... mmm..."
A fiery serpent seized the opportunity to invade, entwining with her soft, slippery tongue in an inescapable dance.
The words of protest dissolved into ambiguous moans.
Haruto pressed his advantage, pulling Akeno down onto the sofa with him.
Gently undoing the buttons of her uniform, he parted her blouse, letting it slip loosely off her fair, delicate shoulders.
Beneath the lacy purple bra, plump, snow-white breasts with pink nipples threatened to spill free.
His hands trailed downward as the red pleated skirt slid over sheer black stockings and pooled on the carpet.
The matching purple lace panties bore a darkened patch at their center.
[Ding. Talent detected: Lightning Radiance.]
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