"Well, hubby? It's time to make kittens, nya!"
I flinch, my eyebrows shoot up, and ask in confusion:
"What? What kittens? And anyway, I'm not your husband!"
Kuroka, that cheeky cat, just giggles, her golden eyes sparkling with mischief.
"Well, that's easy to fix, isn't it, meow?" she purrs, leaning closer.
What do you mean, "fix" meow?
My hand involuntarily touches my forehead, and I feel my cheeks begin to burn. Where should I put my eyes? Kuroka is in front of me, her playful face shining like a child who has received a new toy. She begins to caress me, her movements smooth but insistent, and I realize that she has completely lost her sense of fear. Her head is clearly filled with the wrong things, and this only complicates the situation. I freeze, trying to collect my thoughts, and notice her surprised look. Her eyes sparkle, and her mischievous smile grows wider when she catches my gaze.
Kuroka, as if sensing my confusion, decides to intensify the pressure. She slowly lowers her black kimono with yellow obi, and the fabric slides down, revealing more and more of her skin. I involuntarily glance - her chest is almost naked, and out of the corner of my eye I see a protruding nipple.
Damn, she knows what she's doing!
My neck tenses, I swallow, and she, noticing my reaction, smiles even wider, her eyes shining with triumph. Without giving me time to come to my senses, she wraps her slender fingers around my hand and presses herself against me, her ample breasts touching my arm. The kimono is hanging on by a single word, ready to slip off at any moment, and I feel my heart begin to beat faster.
Her black cat ears, as dark as her long hair, twitch cutely on her head. They look fluffy, soft, and, frankly, I want to touch them. Without any shame, I reach out and touch one ear. It is warm, soft, incredibly pleasant to the touch, just as I expected. My fingers slide over its surface, and I can't help but smile, remembering the cat I got as a child. That one was just as fluffy, and I took care of it until the moves forced me to give it to good hands. Longing for those times covers me, and I, immersed in memories, do not notice how I give Kuroka too much freedom.
I woke up when her lips dug into mine. Shock paralyzes me, my tongue freezes, and hers, on the contrary, actively explores my mouth, as if trying to subdue me. I forcefully push her away, clearing my throat and wiping my lips with the back of my hand. Irritation boils inside me, but Kuroka only giggles, licking her lips cheerfully. Her golden eyes become slit-like, like those of a predator ready for a new jump.
"Kuroka, what the hell?" I growl, narrowing my eyes and ready to protect my body at any cost.
I release a bit of my demonic aura, and the pressure brings her down. Her clouded mind instantly clears, her eyes widen, and she flinches, taking a step back. Her feline grace gives way to mild panic, but she quickly recovers and, giggling nervously, says:
"Meow, that was dangerous! But so exciting, nya! Such a strong, powerful man, nya! Kittens will be the strongest!"
I raise an eyebrow, groaning involuntarily:
"Are you only interested in kittens?"
Her face becomes blank, as if I said something absurd.
"Of course, nya! Isn't that my calling?" she answers, tilting her head, her ears twitching again.
What calling? - I wonder to myself, feeling my lips twitch in a suppressed grin.
Suddenly, the silence of the hallway is broken by the sound of heels bouncing off the walls. I turn my head and see Grayfia. Her ice-cold voice cuts the air:
"What calling, hm?"
Kuroka flinches as she turns around, her face covered in sweat. Grayfia has clearly scared the crap out of her!
"N-n-nothing like that, nya!" she mumbles, but Grayfia only raises an eyebrow, her gaze becoming sharp.
"Really?" she says with a venomous tone, casting an appraising glance at both of us.
I calmly turn away and point my finger at Kuroko, as if shifting the blame. She notices this, her eyes widen, and she exclaims in panic:
"It's not what it seems, nya! I just want to revive my race, nya! Fill the world with kittens! And anyway, Sirzechs clearly didn't mind, nya!"
Kuroka rushes towards me, hugging my arm, and my eye twitches in irritation. I look away, avoiding both women's gazes, and mentally beg Grayfia:
Take her, please!
This cat has been pestering me like a lily for a couple of days now, and I don't know how to get rid of her. Yes, she's beautiful, no doubt, and her attention is flattering, but I still haven't gotten used to the idea of a harem. Grayfia, Serafall - their rivalry is exhausting enough as it is, and now Kuroka? This is too fast! I haven't even decided what I want, who I want by my side. My relationship with Grayfia and Serafall is far from harmonious, and I need to settle it before adding more problems.
Grayfia wastes no time in grabbing Kuroka's cat ear. She whines pitifully, her eyes filling with tears, and she looks at me pleadingly:
"Sirzechs, nya! Save me, meow! "
I just smile my signature smile and wave my hand at her, mentally saying:
Sorry, Kuroka, you asked for it.
Her eyes widen, full of shock and betrayal, and Grayfia drags her away, clearly intending to have a "private conversation". I exhale, shaking my head, and feel the tension ease a little.
Kuroka appeared only a couple of days ago, but she has already managed to make a splash. Without fear or shame, she began to hit on me from the first day, as soon as she saw me. "Strong man", "kittens will be strong" - her words sounded in my head like an annoying melody. Grayfia, of course, took it as a personal insult, her possessive nature took over. But, surprisingly, Kuroka somehow softened her - although she did not escape punishment. I still can't understand how this cat managed to achieve such an effect. Her tenacity is astounding, and I can't help but admit that she's serious.
I remember Ajuka bringing her to me along with Valeria, whom he'd made his bishop. He certainly has a full complement of mutant figures, and I can't help but smile at his interest in the Grail. Ajuka and Valeria are now digging into the matter, and while I was worried he'd get too carried away, Valeria seemed cheerful and enthusiastic. She asked about Gasper, and I suggested that she go see him herself, which pleased her. That was the end of our meeting, and Kuroko stayed with me.
Now I'm racking my brains over what to do with her. Maybe I should give her to Rias? She'd be a great addition to her peerage - strong, agile, and clearly capable of helping with future problems. The idea seems tempting, but I know Kuroka won't give up so easily. Her eagerness and lack of fear make her both funny and scary. I sigh inwardly.
The harem. Should it be expanded? Who should we add? The first one that comes to mind is Yasaka. This beautiful blonde with her curvaceous figure and fluffy fox tails is an absolute beauty.
Maybe it's her?
I could get closer to her, for example, by arranging a political meeting, taking Millicas with me, where I would meet her daughter Kunou, and they would become friends. And we would discuss politics. And then, like in some cliched story, I could save her from the attack of the Hero Faction. She, grateful, would offer to share the hot springs in Kyoto, starting with an innocent "rub my back." But, of course, it would end in a passionate moment, where we would enjoy each other under the steam of the springs. Yasaka would whisper:
What happens in Kyoto, stays in Kyoto.
And now she is already in my harem.
I shake my head vigorously, driving away these fantasies.
Sirzechs, pull yourself together!
Grayfia and Serafall are more than enough for me. Adding someone else is just another headache. Yes, variety in bed sounds tempting, but then living with them! I have no desire to endlessly expand my harem. Rias? Sona? No, they are like little sisters, no attraction. Ravel? She is clearly drawn to her brother, so no. Akeno, Koneko, Xenovia, Irina? Too young, I feel almost like a criminal thinking about them. Then who? My thoughts wander, unable to find an answer.
Suddenly, a blue magic circle flashes in front of me, and I immediately know who it is. Serafall appears in her signature magical girl costume, with a pink skirt and a staff decorated with hearts. Her gaze is sharp, and she theatrically waves her staff, shouting:
"Magical Girl Sera-chan delivers a blow of justice! Sparkling Love Kick!"☆
My eyes widen in shock. Serafall runs towards me, her shiny booted foot flying straight towards my face. Confused, I don't have time to react to her attack, and with a resounding "bang" she slams into me, sending me flying backwards like a rag doll, smashing my body through the wall.
She stands in a heroic pose, hands on her hips, her staff shining, her voice full of triumph:
"The filthy villain has been defeated! The justice of the magical girl Sera-chan has been served!" ☆
I shake myself off, feeling anger boiling up inside.
"What the hell, Serafall?" I snap, clenching my fists in displeasure, even my knuckles cracking from the surge of irritation.
Her face turns serious and she points her staff at me, her voice shaking with indignation:
"You, a vile villain and manipulator, dared to harm my beloved Sona! Put her in danger!"
I freeze, surprised. The anger inside me grows, and I answer seriously, almost threateningly:
"I had everything under control! Rias was in danger too, but I managed it! It was necessary for their growth, Serafall!"
My chest heaves heavily, I look at her with such fury that she involuntarily retreats, her eyes widening. She giggles nervously, rubbing the back of her head:
"Ouch, that was a mistake! It's time for me to go, right? Weeee!☆
She tries to summon a magic circle, but I, still burning with anger, intercept her magic. The circle shatters like glass into hundreds of pieces, and Serafall looks at me in shock, her face turning pale.
"This is too much, Serafall," I say, my voice low and menacing. "You will be punished."
She, despite her fear, straightens up and assumes a fighting stance, her staff shining brighter, as if she were preparing to fight her arch-villain, which is partly true!
"The magical girl Sera-chan never gives up! Victory will be mine!"☆ she shouts, and I can't help but grin, my anger mixing with irony.
"Really?" I answer, crossing my arms.
Serafall points her staff at me, and a stream of ice magic bursts out from it, accompanied by special effects - shining stars and snowflakes. The floor beneath her turns to ice as she glides gracefully towards me. I strike a majestic pose, mimicking a villain, and take out a comb and comb my red hair with a dramatic gesture. Ice shards fly at me, but I casually brush them away, and they crumble into dust. Serafall's face contorts in shock.
"That's it?" I say, smirking like a true antagonist.
She flushes, her cheeks turning red with anger.
"It's not over yet, villain!" she screams, speeding up across the ice.
But at the last moment, she loses her balance, her foot slips, and she flies straight towards me with a panicked cry of
"Weeee!☆"
I instinctively catch her, hugging her, and in that moment our lips merge in a passionate kiss. Heat engulfs us both, her hands cling to my shoulders, and my tongue responds to her pressure. The kiss is deep, full of desire, and when we break apart, Serafall, blushing, presses herself against me, her breathing heavy. I gently touch her black hair, tucking a strand behind her ear, and she quietly whispers:
"Why didn't you tell me about Sona? About this whole situation?"
Her voice trembles, and she looks up at me, full of reproach. I shrug awkwardly, feeling a slight pang of guilt.
"Forgot to warn you… But it's still okay, isn't it?"
She opens her mouth, clearly about to object, but I gently press a finger to her lips, cutting her off. She blinks in surprise, and I smile, sliding my finger to her nose and pressing lightly. Serafall lets out an embarrassed squeak:
"P-peep!"☆
I laugh, her reaction is incredibly cute.
"It was all under control, Serafall. No need to worry so much. I understand how you feel, but you control yourself too, okay?"
She puffs out her cheeks, her eyes sparkling with indignation.
"You're always like this! You make me blush, you make me feel awkward! It's not fair!" she says, stamping her foot in her shiny boots.
Her indignation only amuses me more, and I can't help but smile. Suddenly, she blurts out:
"You owe me, Sirzechs! We should go on a date!"☆
My insides twist.
Damn it, why do I owe everyone?!
I'm indignant in my mind, but outwardly I remain calm and answer with a sweet smile:
"Really? And you, Serafall, haven't forgotten that you owe me too?"
She blinks in confusion, and I continue, narrowing my eyes:
"Do you think I forgot how you barged into my office and set us up?"
Her eyes start to dart around, and she giggles nervously, trying to slip out of my embrace.
"Uh, well, that's..." she mumbles, but my grip doesn't loosen.
"How are you going to compensate me, Serafall?" I ask, my voice low and slightly threatening.
Her face panics, but suddenly she flashes a mischievous smile. She leans closer, her breath touching my neck, and she whispers, her voice becoming passionate:
"And how do you want me to correct my mistake?"☆
I feel the heat rising in my cheeks, and for a moment I'm at a loss.
"Oh, come on," I mutter, letting her go, and she, satisfied with her small victory, jumps away, smiling brightly.
"Ooi! Sera-chan wins again!"☆ she exclaims, winking, and disappears into a new magic circle, leaving me alone in the ruined hallway.
I shake my head, smiling involuntarily. Serafall… she's always like this. But her words about a date…
Maybe I should go?