"DXD: Transfer Student"Chapter 155: Look What You've Been Teaching Her
Faced with Xenovia's out-of-the-blue request, Draconis didn't so much as flinch. Emotional stability was his trademark—even when a gorgeous woman stood before him, asking him to father her child, he kept his cool.
"So, what's your reasoning?" he asked, settling onto the gym mat in the storage room, curiosity piqued.
"In short, I want to be true to my desires," Xenovia replied, her tone matter-of-fact.
She explained herself in that steady, almost clinical way. As a child, her dreams had revolved around God—defeating devils, spreading doctrine, all in service to the divine. She'd never questioned it.
But after the last battle, everything changed. The news that God was dead shattered her foundation. Suddenly, her purpose and faith vanished overnight.
Draconis knew the story, but he couldn't quite connect the dots—how did losing faith lead to wanting a baby with him?
"When I served God, I gave up every pleasure of being a woman. For my faith, I sealed away my body and my heart, dedicating everything to Him," Xenovia continued.
Draconis nodded, half amused. The Vatican's brainwashing ran deep.
"But now that I'm a devil, none of that matters anymore."
"Exactly. At first, I didn't know what to do. So I asked President Rias for advice. Her answer?"
Devils are creatures of desire—having, fulfilling, granting, and being loyal to desire. Try living for yourself for once.
Classic Rias. Not wrong, though—Draconis had come to the same conclusion himself. If you're a devil now, all those old restrictions are gone. You can do whatever you want, no need to care about anyone else's expectations.
For Draconis, the turning point was twofold: first, becoming a devil; second, finding himself surrounded by girlfriends who challenged and changed him. Truth be told, he liked this new life. His mind felt lighter, his mood brighter than when he'd been human.
"So, that's why you want a child?" he asked, still trying to process her logic.
"I want to unlock everything I sealed away. I want to enjoy it, fully," Xenovia said, eyes steady.
Draconis tilted his head. She'd sealed away her feminine pleasure… so now she wanted to experience it, starting with him?
So it wasn't the result she craved—it was the process.
"I think… I sort of get it," Draconis admitted.
"So you agree? Help me have a child. I need your expertise as a man."
Draconis coughed, a little dizzy from the whiplash. "Hold on, I think you're missing something. Being true to your desires doesn't mean throwing away your virginity to just anyone. I mean… you don't even like me, do you? I'm hardly the ideal candidate."
Xenovia frowned, indignant. "What's wrong with me? I'm confident in my figure. Sure, I'm not as impressive as President Rias or Akeno-senpai, but I'm definitely bigger than Asia. I've checked myself—feels pretty good!"
"…That's not what I meant," Draconis thought, sweating inwardly. And please, don't grope yourself right in front of me.
He managed to keep his voice calm. "I'm loyal to my own desires too. And you're certainly beautiful—no argument there. But even if we ignore the emotional side, having kids is… a bit premature."
Xenovia nodded. "I've considered that. But Draconis, you fit my criteria best."
She strode over and plopped herself onto his lap, legs wrapped around his waist, hands resting on his shoulders.
"If I'm going to have a child, I want them to be strong. The father's genes matter—a powerful man passes on powerful traits. Your potential is unmatched. That's exactly what I'm looking for."
As she spoke, Xenovia began to strip away her armor.
Draconis glanced down. Those headlights really were dazzling.
Okay, he had to admit—they were more impressive than Asia's.
"As for timing, I know it's early, but you have to prepare for children in advance, right? And devils aren't exactly fertile. If we try every day for the next ten years, we'll probably succeed…"
Every day for ten years?
The problem was, he still had Rias, Akeno, Asia, Mai Sakurajima… and even Koneko would eventually marry him.
Draconis blinked, suddenly realizing that having too many women might actually be a problem.
"You've planned this… in incredible detail," he said, half laughing, half helpless.
"Yes. In fact, with your stamina, if you're up for it, we could do it several times a day and shorten the timeline. Don't worry—feelings will develop over time."
Xenovia laid it all out, logical and relentless. Draconis was left speechless.
This devil girl was something else.
"You've thought of everything. What am I supposed to say?" he muttered.
"You must have plenty of experience, right? Unfortunately, I have none. I'll need you to teach me—please be patient."
With that, Xenovia hugged him tight.
Why were all the devil girls around him so inexperienced, yet so outrageously seductive?
Draconis couldn't help but think it—but he had to admit, it was kind of great.
"No time like the present. Let's start now," Xenovia said, all action.
She was already preparing to put theory into practice, right there on the storage room mat. Draconis felt his energy drain.
Rias, oh Rias—look what you've been teaching her.
Of course, it wasn't happening today. Draconis smirked inwardly, sensing that the poolside chaos outside had quieted. Rias and the others must be on their way.
Right on cue, the storage room door swung open. A crowd of girls appeared in the doorway.
Rias stood at the front, eyes sharp as she scanned the room. When she spotted Draconis and Xenovia, her body shimmered with magical energy, her aura flaring.
"Draconis, what's going on here?" she demanded, voice icy.
Draconis just shrugged. "Look what you've been teaching her."
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