Chapter 90: Rias's First Kiss
Rias stared intently at Haruto's handsome face. Though she'd long known of his attraction—like most males—she hadn't expected such a direct approach.
She'd intended to nudge Koneko and Haruto together, only for the flames to engulf her instead.
After a long silence, she still couldn't give an answer.
Rias knew about Haruto's affairs—she had even witnessed him nearly having sex with Akeno and just now, Koneko's exposure.
But none of these were issues in her eyes. The devil world had no concept of monogamy.
She did harbor feelings for Haruto, and she didn't dislike the idea of giving him her first kiss.
Yet, considering what had happened during her recent return, Rias wasn't sure if she should drag Haruto into it.
Was this really too much to ask...?
Seeing Rias's conflicted expression and prolonged silence, Haruto couldn't help but feel disappointed.
"President, forget I said anything," he spoke up, breaking the awkward atmosphere. "And Koneko, sorry about that."
Koneko knew she couldn't compare to Rias in charm, but being outright "rejected" still stung, filling her with disappointment and anger.
"Hmph!"
The white-haired loli puffed up her cheeks, glaring at him before turning away in a sulk.
Haruto had never hidden his lifestyle, and Koneko was well aware of his tangled relationships with many girls.
But feelings were feelings. Fortunately, the youkai race also didn't adhere to monogamy, so she didn't have to overthink it.
After Haruto gave them an out, Rias felt both relief and a strange sense of loss.
"Haruto..."
She murmured his name softly, watching his disappointed expression.
"President, I'll take my leave."
Haruto steadied his emotions. This time, Rias didn't refuse—that was already half the battle won. Next time, he'd claim her first kiss.
"Wait—"
Just as Haruto turned to leave, Rias suddenly called out to stop him.
But once he paused, she found herself at a loss for words.
Studying Rias's conflicted, delicate face, Haruto thoughtfully rubbed his nose.
He didn't understand love, but after so many experiences with girls, he had learned to read their emotions from subtle cues.
Haruto walked up to Rias's desk, gazing down at the crimson-haired beauty seated in her luxurious wooden chair.
"President."
"Hmm?" Rias instinctively responded, lifting her head to meet his eyes.
Staring into those striking pale green pupils, Haruto slowly leaned down until their noses touched.
His breath brushed against her flawless skin, and Rias's steady breathing suddenly hitched. Her long lashes fluttered, her magically alluring body tensing with nervousness.
After three seconds of waiting, with Rias still frozen, Haruto decisively adjusted his angle—ignoring Akeno's shocked gaze and Koneko's jealous yet curious stare—and captured her plump, delicate lips.
"Mmm...!"
Caught off guard by the "sudden" assault, Rias's eyes widened. A blush spread across her fair cheeks, adding a touch of adorable charm to her mature beauty.
After savoring her soft lips for a while, Haruto's tongue gently traced her pearly white teeth.
Due to their position, Rias—already at a disadvantage—had no way to resist.
Her head tilted back, her slender neck exposed, as Haruto patiently licked, sucked, and explored, coaxing her sealed lips apart. Soft, enticing moans escaped her.
"Ah... Nn... Hah... Mm..."
Haruto's tongue entwined with her flustered, velvety one, launching a new wave of conquest.
Rias, who was experiencing her first kiss, had no idea what to do. She could only part her lips slightly, allowing Haruto's tongue to roam freely inside her mouth.
The sensation of her saliva being drawn out again and again by his tongue made Rias, who was tasting such pleasure for the first time, slowly lose her ability to think.
Squelch squelch...
Slurp slurp...
She didn't know how long the kiss lasted, but by the end, Haruto had left no part of her mouth unexplored.
Every corner bore his mark. If not for the limitations of his tongue, he might have ventured even deeper.
The intense, wet kiss left Akeno and Koneko, who were watching from the side, flushed and restless. Their legs pressed tightly together, their beautiful eyes misty with desire.
"Mmm—"
With a long, suggestive moan, Haruto slowly pulled away from Rias, leaving her soft, delicate tongue exposed to the air for a brief moment.
He cupped her chin with his hand, afraid she might accidentally bite herself in her dazed state.
As she breathed in the fresh air, Rias gradually regained her senses from the intoxicating pleasure of the intimate contact.
She retracted her tingling tongue, her face flushed as she shot Haruto a glare. "Alright, you can leave now. The president keeps her word—your reward has been given."
Seeing the traces of saliva lingering at the corner of Rias' lips, Haruto felt an indescribable satisfaction, his heart leaping with joy.
"President, whatever you're worried about, give me some time. I'll handle it."
Having confirmed Rias' feelings, Haruto finally made up his mind—no matter how difficult it was, he would never let anyone else have her.
"Haruto... you really are clever."
Rias smiled, her tall frame rising from her seat—even slightly taller than Haruto. "There's still a year left. Is that enough time for you?"
A year... Was this about the forced engagement with the Phenex family?
Haruto didn't know if Rias' recent return had coincided with the beginning of this issue, but he decided to make it his goal regardless.
Whether it was the case or not, this was something that had to be resolved.
"Would the strength of a Maou-class be enough to ease your concerns?"
"More than enough," Rias wiped her lips. "Are you saying you can reach Maou-class strength in a year?"
"Probably. Who knows until I try?"
Haruto shrugged nonchalantly. "People need dreams. Otherwise, what's the difference between us and salted fish?"
Rias studied him deeply—it seemed she had underestimated the secrets he held.
Under Haruto's meaningful smile, the topic was tacitly dropped.
Rias sat back down and pouted. "You've numbed my tongue. It's not like you've never kissed a woman before—was all that force really necessary?"
"I have, but never someone as captivating as you, President. I'll be gentler next time."
"Next time?!"
Rias huffed. "Get out of here already. Unless you'd rather come to the training field with me—let's see if you've been slacking off while I was away."
Haruto stiffened. Sparring with Rias? He'd rather pass.
He was confident he could reach Maou-class within a year, but that didn't mean he wouldn't get thoroughly beaten by her right now.
"My apologies. I'll take my leave."
...
No sooner had Haruto left the Occult Research Club than he received a message from Tsubaki, summoning him to the student council room.
"Good morning, Tsubaki-senpai." Haruto closed the door behind him and took a seat beside Tsubaki. "Did the president need something from me?"
Sona studied Haruto for a moment before asking, "Haruto, where did Rias place her family crest on you?"
"The back of my left hand."
Haruto answered truthfully—there was nothing to hide here. As he spoke, he channeled his magical energy, causing the crest to visibly manifest as proof.
"Then I'll place the Sitri family crest on the back of your right hand."
Sona's tone was calm, but to Haruto, it felt like a thunderclap out of nowhere, startling him so much he nearly jumped out of his seat.
Sona glanced at him. "Don't worry, Rias knows about this. She's already agreed."
Haruto ventured cautiously, "So... does that mean I'll be considered your servant too now?"
"Yes. Rias used Evil Pieces on you, and so did I. Even though both attempts failed, if she can claim you as her servant, then naturally I can too."
Haruto blinked. So they already knew about that. It seemed Rias and Sona had reached some kind of agreement behind his back without his knowledge.
Sona took hold of Haruto's right hand. Her delicate, pale fingers covered the back of his hand as a sleek, light-blue pattern gradually formed.
The method of imprinting a crest might look simple, but it was actually a secret technique only the family head or heir was qualified to learn. Others could only bestow crests upon their servants through Evil Pieces (which would automatically manifest on a reincarnated servant's palm as proof of identity).
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