Flesh is Weak

Through all the dangers of our galaxy, it is in man we must trust.

Our conversation had swiftly moved from the basement to the library when Grayfia found our group. I thanked her for everything today, and my Star Mother watched the three of us with a slight smile. Said smile grew when she thanked me for the mechadendrites before leaving to do her kick-ass work of bullying her husband. I resumed my descriptions of the forty-second millennium to the two. Kiryuu was entranced with the descriptions of the Warhammer universe. She had never been into science fiction before, but this seemed to wake something up in her. Kuroka listens, too, in awe at things like the Titans. There were funny things, too, such as Kuroka being amused that there were catgirls and boys in the far future, as was Kiryuu. However, they were both horrified by how horrible that place was.

When they learned humanity was that way because, we had to disgusted them both before the tales of Xenos started. Kiryuu, along with Kuroka, paled bone white hearing about the Tyranids, and it grew hearing about the Orks by a now out Koriel. As she and I described the various Xenos in that galaxy, Kuroka no longer judged me for my xenophobia. Kiryuu asked if they were possibly here, so I read them the note Big G had left me. Kuroka paled, hearing a god confirm there were Xenos in our galaxy. Kiryuu had instinctively flinched away, feeling it. However, her eyes had widened to saucers as I described what Terra is like in the far future. That was the scene Issari walked in on before she quickly took a seat.

"Did you get your set and is Kiryuu-chan fully in with us?"

I nodded happily while Kuroka snuggled into my left on the couch.

"Kiryuu knows everything. I am still paranoid, but the majority will know."

Kiryuu now knew everything about the base she and the base Issari. She was a little depressed to learn her universe was grimdark, but Kiryuu kept her teasing face on.

"I now know that the base you has a TV show, Issari-chan, Oppai Dragon. Really? That's cringe-worthy."

Issari winced, and Ddraig appeared on her arm, weeping, as he heard the name of the cursed TV show. Koriel turned the fire up there.

"My host is better than yours lizard. He was a plastic muncher but was never that."

Ddraig wept more than ever, as did Issari. Koriel had finally come to terms with the fact her universe was made for a tabletop war game. I promise her that I won't bring that here. Kuroka snuggled into my arm and purred her storm, still getting used to the fact she was free. I do promise us all.

"We can try playing Dark Heresy at some point. It's a role-playing game, and I want to share the universe with you all in a more fun way. I can show you the wacky character I made when I played with friends. I promise the adventures will be funny."

Everyone looked interested there, especially Kiryuu.

"I played role-playing games like that in the orphanage. The matron and I would play with one of the older kids who introduced that to us. I miss her. She was fun and didn't judge me or call me an ultra-pervert. She understood that I had the condition and made good memories."

Issari stopped weeping.

"I want to play a sister of battle that will bang all the hot ladies and men!"

We all snickered there, and Kuroka finally spoke.

"I want to play as a Skitarii to understand my mate and his insistence that he is that nya. I'm not there yet with him, but I want to believe in one again. I was never big on religion because of Aum and because my former king forced down our throats the 'love' of the Morning Star nya. A god that gave me my mate and the fact I'm not a criminal anymore is why I will join you there."

I tell Kiryuu something after seeing worry.

"The faith is and will always be optional just don't support gods of evil, please."

Kiryuu smiled there before she finally said after everything.

"I want a Las pistol. Fire and Ice is ironic and funny as I like the books and the TV show so far."

I give her a nod before I want to test something. I get out my board and then gesture to Issari to come over. I took the pawns and moved to my best friend before attempting to insert them after the oath. The result was as I expected and had hoped for. The pawns refused to go in even when I used them all. Issari looked so happy to know that she was free of that forever, just as Ddraig was. That finally confirmed. I then made Kiryuu her pistol in a hotshot las pistol. Kiryuu held it and asked.

"Is there recoil? I have never used guns before."

I shake my head.

"There is no recoil as it's a laser. I'll also make you a helm with what is called a war mask. It will feel ultra weird, but you barely remember things with it on. I remember slightly having my arms and legs broken multiple times by kicks from a mutation queen."

None of them liked that before I began paying Issari her bounties. She eagerly took the money, counting it out, while Kiryuu finally showed her sin.

"Devils have a sin we feed same with us, half ones. Don't ask what it is directly, as that's considered rude the other person shares it. I'm wrath. Money for strays will be paid out to the one who does the kill. This goes for everyone. Yes, I need money for Red, but we are a team first and foremost."

Kiryuu grew brighter and told us with a gleeful face.

"I'm greedy for knowledge of magic and money. This feels so good. I want to help hunt as Yumoto was the best thing I ever had till you rescued me."

Kuroka whacked Kiryuu with her tails, and Kiryuu ooffs ad I explained to her.

"You need time to adjust to the changes. You will be weaker to sunlight for a bit. You can join after you're settled and know magic. I'd ask Kuroka to teach you, but she wants to help, too."

Kuroka looked happy I got her desire however, she stepped up.

"I'll teach you Kiryuu. I'm a Western girl, so you don't have to worry about the honorifics nya. As a former bishop, I can give you tips to correct your magic usage. The biggest mistake of first-time bishops is developing bad magic conservation habits nya. I will teach you, too, Chestnut. One way to include her with us is to eventually make her your contract magician, in case we do have to fight pig bird nya."

Kiryuu looked eager to learn as did Issari. I thank my queen with a smile and a promise of fish before I ask Issari something.

"Did you talk to Murayama-chan recently, Issari-chan? I have not heard from her since Monday and have been swamped."

Issari was counting her money as she replied.

"She's been busy with lots this week. She and Katase-san have wanted to talk to you again. I saw her today before coming here. Are you going to recruit her?"

I could, as she has gear, yet she deserves to be free, too. The melancholy hit there, and Kuroka purrs for me, knowing I have that. Kiryuu doesn't get the hesitation, but Issari does.

"Gregor-kun prizes free will. He was older in his original universe, and he had many regrets. He doesn't want that for us."

Kiryuu looked at me now with pity, and I replied while the purrs increased.

"I want her to have a choice where she won't regret becoming this if she wants. She fancies me thanks to the gecko there and my cousin. She doesn't know this side and me."

Issari comes over and pats me with the gauntlet.

"She doesn't, but her uncle does."

I stopped with my eyes widening there. Issari is smiling nervously behind me.

"I think he's a Principle clansman. When I practiced with Murayama-chan this week, he focused on me. He requested to speak with me when he approached us before Murayama-chan went home. When she was gone, he asked me if I planned to horde his niece."

Oh fuck, and that possibility makes me pale, as he might have mentioned me to the Himejima. I pale more than ever, and Kiryuu doesn't get the sudden and abrupt fear. Kuroka does, and she wraps her tails around me tightly. Issari said her next words carefully.

"Ohashi-sensei waited for my answer. I felt his holy energy and answered no. He studied me carefully before he accepted the answer. He then asked if you were going to try collecting Murayama-chan-like meat. I answered again, saying that you were not like that. He again accepted the answer but asked to speak with you personally next time. Please, Gregor-kun, he was scary. I didn't say what you were, but he said collect."

I am about to freak out because he knew. Yet why didn't he attack me? I reluctantly asked while Kiryuu was still lost.

"Murayama-chan is completely unaware?"

Issari nodded fast.

"Yes, she is. I kind of forgot about that with everything that happened this week, but you getting the set made me remember. She's been busy helping him move stuff. She told me on Wednesday that he and her family are moving soon. The dojo is closing."

Why it seemed like a highly successful business! I checked the time, and it was around four. I will talk with him and Murayama today. I tell Issari, while Kuroka is more concerned now.

"I will go now. Kiryuu, the Five Principal Clans of Japan, are extremely hostile to anything that's not theirs. My mom here was from one of them called the Himejima. They tried to kill Akeno and did kill her mom, mine, along with the person who originally inhabited this body."

Kiryuu pales hearing that. Kuroka doesn't stop purring and says with no hesitation or fear.

"I'm going with you, nya. You might not be able to die, but my being there will make him think twice."

I appreciate the support and realized how close I was to death when I entered that dojo. My eyes are distinctive, and I have enough demonic power, according to Nikola, to pass as a regular devil. My gear was also active, yet Ohashi hadn't attacked me each time. I don't like this before I get up off. Kiryuu immediately gets up, as do Kuroka and Issari.

I tell Maéva she's free for the night. We are going out to celebrate my set and Kiryuu's reincarnation. Maéva accepted this, and as soon as the front door was halfway closed, I heard Mexican soap opera music playing from inside. The sun was out, and Kiryuu was sluggishly moving. Kuroka has her illusions on, but she is her base self. Issari had as we exited the grounds telling me.

"Murayama-chan is with Ohashi-sensei at the dojo. She said he's waiting for you and also asked if you like her hair."

Issari showed a picture of Murayama. It shows the other with long brown hair in a blue dress that was risqué with no left shoulder strap. She looks lovely in it, but I don't like the theoreticals I'm coming up with. Why would a potential Principal clan member accept his niece with gear? I know Suzaku is trying to change them, but Ohashi is older.

We stopped for Kiryuu under the shade three times to help her with the sun. She appreciated that, and it was around five when we hit the dojo. I entered first, followed by Issari and Kuroka, with Kiryuu in the back. As we entered, I didn't see Ohashi or Murayama before I heard wooden swords clanging together. We follow the noise, and we find the two and Katase. The two women are dueling in their kendo club uniforms while Ohashi watches them in his kendo clothes. I gulped because I felt the holy energy slightly leaking off Ohashi, and it was making Kiryuu shake. As we approached, I saw Katase and Murayama stop and look at me.

They both had hearts in their eyes, seeing me before they saw Kuroka near me and Kiryuu behind me. Katase grew suspicious, while Murayama just shrugged. It was then Ohashi spoke up.

"Gregor-san. It's good to see you. You have grown much since I last saw you."

There is no open hostility towards me there. I replied with a smile smirk for Murayama and Katase while Ohashi was still facing them.

"It's been a busy week, Ohashi-sensei. You wanted to speak with me?"

The man turned to face me, and his eyes watched my peerage and me. He also looked at Issari, who backed up a little but stayed steady. Murayama and Katase are confused by the move, but Katase glares at Kuroka. Murayama saw Kiryuu in the back, and she was frowning, too. Ohashi finally raised an eyebrow before he moved towards the back of the dojo behind his stand. He gestured to me to follow. I do and give silent orders to stay to my peerage and Issari, but Kuroka follows me anyway and Ohashi doesn't object there.

The three of us entered the back of the dojo through a door, and the room was full of swords and other weapons in cases. I feel the remnants of holy energy from each of them, and wards go up as Ohashi closes the door. Ohashi didn't attack, but rather, he walked in front of us. When he was facing us, he observed us again. His eyes were searching for something before he found it.

"You are a half-devil, though you have enough energy to pass as a full."

He showed no emotion on his face or in his voice. I don't back down here.

"I only recently learned that."

He was unimpressed by the grit there. He trained his eyes on Kuroka before saying again.

"Youkai and a nekoshou, too. Rare to see nowadays, and it's the infamous Kuroka."

Kuroka let the illusion fall, and her ears and tails stood straight up. I again replied while stepping in front of my Queen.

"Get to your point."

Ohashi's face was still blank before he spoke again, still unimpressed.

"The point is that you're near my niece. The cat is your queen, and the girl behind Issari-san is your bishop. Then, there is the fact that Issari-san is the Red Dragon Empress. You are enough of a devil to get the set period, and my niece has gear. You are an intelligent young man, so I'll be blunt. My niece is my world, Gregor-san, and I would kill anyone who attempts to harm her. Do you intend to collect my niece like meat as all devils attempt to do with those with gear?"

The face was blank, yet I didn't back down from him and his accusations.

"I'm human first and devil second. I believe in free will and would never forcefully reincarnate someone. Kuroka asked me. My bishop, named Kiryuu, was a prisoner of bad strays, using her as a hostage to stop hunters from killing them. I told her upfront what being reincarnated means. Issari is incapable of being reincarnated, and even if she could, I would ask her if she wanted that. I would never attempt anything with your niece. I have honor, unlike some of the Principal Clans. I don't attempt to murder children or kill members of your family that try to be different."

Ohashi didn't get mad at my statement and accusing tone. He only watched me for a lie as the standoff continued.

The man sighed three minutes later after watching us. He spoke in a tired voice and showed he was stressed out badly.

"I believe you. You are correct that the Clans do the actions you say. It is why I'm so protective of my niece. I don't hate her for the gear, nor do her parents. Allow me to introduce myself fully. I am Ohashi Doumon and you are?"

I answered back as the time for hiding was over.

"Gregor Astaroth of the seventy-two pillars, the future heir to House Astaroth. I repeat, I never intended to go after your niece."

Ohashi looked at me seriously before he drooped a bit.

"I never wanted to kill you. I saw the man underneath the mask, but I had to be sure. Devils lie in everything they do always living up to the first one. When Murayama returned on Monday with a demonic presence on her, I immediately acted, questioning her intently. She thinks I'm being a hard ass on you because of her crush on you. You never denied her fully, so I used that to get information. When I learned how she attached herself to you, I pushed Issari-san for more information. I assumed your absence this week was because you were getting ready to snatch my niece. Yet you never made a move, and as the week continued with no attempt, I gave you one chance to prove yourself the man I thought you were."

He really does love his niece. He used what he knew, made the wrong thought train, and was determined to protect her.

"I was busy avoiding my cousin and her king two weeks ago. That weekend I saw you last, I was preparing to hunt strays because I, as I said, am human first. I didn't know I was a noble till last week and didn't get my evil pieces till today. I earned it, killing dozens of strays who hurt people like my now bishop. I never intended to collect Murayama, and even if I did, I would ask. I don't want to collect her despite the other king encouraging me to do so because I want her happy and free from our side."

Ohashi drooped more when he saw and heard that. Kuroka was silent yet wrapped her tails around my hand in support. We were silent before Ohashi spoke again, and his voice had a genuine apology in it.

"I want that as well. I don't want her to go through what I and her mother did. We were lucky with our situation because we had each other. How much do you know of the Clans?"

I answered.

"Only that some of them are utter bastards like the Himejima."

Ohashi didn't wince, but his voice was confirmation there.

"They are. They are the worst of the Clans and the standard we are all held up to. My Clan, the Doumon, is the weakest with the vast majority of them being yes men and women to the Himejima. My sister and I served our Clan faithfully throughout our youth as frontline fighters. We fought Youkai, Fallen, and Devils without hesitation because that's what we were taught. We grew disillusioned over time because we had the total trust of a twin, but once you're in the clans, the only way out is death. My brother-in-law is a good man and is not at all involved with this side. He knows because he is a doctor who often healed my sister and me in our duties. I took this post here in Kuoh because I was tired of killing, as was my sister. You are smart, so you know what I do."

I hate the Himejima. How the fuck are they the gold standard.

"You spy for the clans by keeping an eye on the devils."

Ohashi nodded.

"I do. I do as I am told as I have been taught. Murayama was born here, and the demonic energy here hides her gear. It, however, increases the likelihood the devils will discover her. Her mother and I fear that as we want Mura free to live her dream of being a world-class kendo champion. Yet someone will eventually discover her, and I can't protect her forever. Especially with the situation as it is now."

I feel horrible for Ohashi, as does Kuroka. Ohashi tells me something, and it hurts hearing the grief, resignation, and resentment.

"I'm being recalled to the Doumon, as is my sister. We are expected to train the next generation of clansmen and women. They will sense the gear in Murayama as soon as we get there. The most likely outcome for her is they will kill her immediately for being infected with the pagan god's disease. If not, they will exile her and then kill her with poison in her food before the exile. As for myself and my sister, we will be punished for allowing into the world that symbol of the Christian god and for hiding it for so long from the Clan given Murayama's age. We have been preparing to run, but the Clans have the ports, and the airports watched with people waiting. We can't run easily and are running out of options. The other side hates me because of my sister and my record with the Doumon, that shuts down that escape route. Thus, why I don't want to ask this."

The Clans have learned incredibly well, but I know what he is asking.

"You want me to reincarnate her so she's safe. Even though you despise that and were fighting to keep me from doing that."

The man physically hurts. His holy energy mounts and spreads through the room, showing how much he hates the likely request. Kuroka hisses at the holy presence, but Ohashi shows more emotion here than at any other time.

"Yes. I despise devils. They took my father and mother, but you're not them. You have honor and proved that when you beat down Katase and again when you helped Murayama repair that relationship. You acted as a human and not the devil you are. When you entered my dojo, the Shinto gave me a nudge to stay my hand despite the fact I wanted to kill you, thinking our cover was blown. Despite everything, your statement to me earlier made me realize that you are the person I thought you were. I hate asking this of you to my core, and I still want to drive my sword into you and the cat despite everything. I love my niece more than anything. I would kill my Clan in its entirety if I could, as would my sister. Yet we are two against them, along with the Himejima and the rest. One of their most sacred rules is obeying, and I can't break that easily. So, please. I ask you as the warrior you are. From one to another. Please reincarnate my niece."

He's extremely bitter at the request. I told him to build a bridge with the man who tried with me.

"I'm from them too. They murdered my mom and my aunt. They attempted to kill me, my dad, and my cousin. I say as the human to another human and not the devil, I will reincarnate her only if she wants. Otherwise, she has asylum with me with no reincarnation then. I will always be the half of me that isn't the monsters in the dark on either side. I say that as the man who was allowed to stay here despite my friend and her habits and when you have very good reasons to hate me utterly. I say this as the Warrior of Mars I will protect Murayama from them. This I swear."

Ohashi looked stunned as his eyes searched me for evidence of my claim before his widening eyes seeing my eyes. He was completely surprised now, but he must have heard something Kuroka and I couldn't hear. He looked ready to cry as Kuroka spoke now.

"My mate is a good man. He never lies on oaths, nya. He took a chance on me, and he cleared me of crimes I committed to protect my family. He truly asked us in our peerage and will ask her nya. If she says no, then she will never have him ask again. If she says yes, she will have a king who will always protect her to the utmost nya. I am starting to understand why he's called Omnissiah."

Ohashi recognized that word.

"The Shinto called you that. They say you have a deity that loves humanity as they do. They tell me you speak the truth. I will have faith again in you. Please give her asylum. It hurts me to think she might say yes, but she will have a choice I and her mother didn't have. All I ask is that you don't deny us letters."

I know it hurts him knowing she might say yes.

"I will never deny that. I have my cousin and would never trade her for the world. She's annoying and has corrupted a woman I am starting to like, but the times with her are some of the better days I have had since losing my memories. Murayama will never lose that with me. When do you leave?"

Ohashi smiled real before he answered.

"Tomorrow. You have truly earned it when I call you this Gregor-kun. I'll tell her mother and father tonight. This will make them more relaxed thank you. Please take her out, and I will have her stuff delivered to your house in the meantime. What's the address?"

I told him it and that whoever delivers the items should use the intercom system to say the word mechadendrites to the person answering. I will have Kuroka tell Maéva the plan. My queen immediately understood my request and kissed my cheek before saying she would do that. We continued to iron out how we would do everything else.

We agreed to use a pocket spell that the two of us linked for letters as it wouldn't draw attention. Because of the deep cover of Ohashi and his sister, the Doumon know incredibly little about what happened here in Kuoh. The Clan knows Murayama exists, and Ohashi, with his sister, will pretend Murayama died in childhood. That was horrifyingly common for the Clans. I realized why because of my patron and the very much ashamed Shinto. They all do the abuse to keep the kids in line and indoctrinate them. The Clans got around the mortality rate by having many branch families who were encouraged by the Clans to focus solely on reproductive work. A practice the Himejima made standard for the clans after the Second World War when numbers for them were at their lowest point.

Realizing they did that to all their members made me hate them more than ever and will destroy them, too. Kids have never done anything wrong to deserve that. Ohashi understands my disgust.

"We will treat the children we teach right. It was my brother-in-law who broke us out of the cycle. He made us realize that we were abused, and we swore never to do that to Murayama or her brother. They both are and will always be our world."

I need to know something, though. Where's Suzaku and her reforms?

"What do you know of Suzaku Himejima?"

Ohashi grew incredibly sad.

"Only that she was exiled from the Clan earlier this year. It broke many hearts because she wanted to reform the clans. She had many supporters, and each of the clans lost their expected heirs when they all supported Suzaku. They left and haven't been seen since the incident blew up."

I have a feeling I know the origin.

"It was because a clan member and his mother were murdered at the beginning of the year, wasn't it."

Ohashi frowned, trying to remember. Before his eyes widened again, he looked at me.

"Suzaku Himejima is my cousin, and they abused me too. They tried that on my cousin Akeno. Do you have any idea where Suzaku and her supporters went?"

Ohashi was in pure shock, but he shook his head.

"No one knows where they went. The Clans have been preparing for a possible civil war, which is why my sister and I are being called back. The tension between them and Suzaku's faction has been rising, and it will be a simple matter to kick start. The Shinto can't take sides in it and are split in two with how they have followers. We hate the Youkai because of the past but after the Second World War, the Shinto held a conclave that welded the two of us together to defend the home islands. We still attack each other, but it's not as bad as before the conclave. All I know about Suzaku's faction is that they are calling themselves the True Clans. Meanwhile, the old guard has taken the name the Pure Clans. We considered running to them, but the True would need all the manpower they could get for the war, and they would press Murayama into service. I hate that my and my sister's knowledge will be used on our fellow clansmen doing the right thing."

Fuck the clans to their core. I show my sin there as I imagine using my boltgun on all of them.

"This shit the clans do needs to end. Don't help them. My cousin risked her status multiple times to protect me and my other cousin. She truly means change, and I will not have Murayama ever pressed into service. I will do it as the fuckers have ruined my life. They destroyed my dad, and I want vengeance on them. Help my cousin end this cycle of abuse like you did with Murayama. They can't keep doing this."

Ohashi looked torn completely and his age showed here totally. It was a decision that showed a very torn man.

"I will consider my options. I'm sorry it's not yes."

He sounds so hurt he doesn't have the bravery to say yes. I understand the abuse is still strong here.

"Then, if you or your sister ever see a man with red armor and red eyes and strange weapons when the war kicks off, please run. I respect you immensely, Ohashi-sensei. I'm going to help my cousin. A favor for a favor."

Ohashi understands the meaning.

"A favor for a favor. I will run and tell my sister to do the same. I need to finish up the paperwork and packing. Please take care of my niece."

The wards dropped, and Kuroka hid her features again. We exited the back room to see if the dojo was still intact. Murayama is with Katase, Issari, and Kiryuu, who are all in a circle, giggling together. The perverts and the swordswomen are united, and the three of us put on our masks. I smile smirk before saying to the group.

"Murayama-chan, Katase-san, would you both like to come to dinner with us? We are celebrating Issari-chan and Kiryuu-chan's admission into Kuoh Academy. My entrance exam is on Monday."

Both girls brightened there before Murayama got sad.

"I can't. I promised Uncle Ohashi I would help him with moving things."

Katase looked sad, too. Ohashi interrupted.

"You are good to go, Mura. Your mother and father are out tonight, and you are only young once. Go enjoy yourself with Katase-san and Gregor-kun."

Murayama grew increasingly happier hearing that. Especially the end. She closed her eyes, and a squeal came. Prompting Katase to start squealing happily. Issari and Kiryuu were happy, too. Seemingly having bonded more with the swordswomen. Ohashi said to me in a small whisper.

"I will treasure this. Thank you for helping a bitter old man."

I tell him with the same whisper.

"I will do what I can. How will she know the plan?"

Ohashi let the four friends bond. Saying in his whisper.

"We had a tape made in the extremely unlikely hood this would work. Tell her of the other side tonight. The tape will be with her stuff. If she resists, tell her I insisted and tell her the sword must stay sharp. She will know what that means."

I lead the six of us out into the night, and Kiryuu is happy there is no sun. We all bid goodbye to Ohashi. Probably for some the last time. He hugged his niece deeply and seemed to surprise her by the ferocity of it. When he let go of her, he whispered something to her. Murayama blushed but nodded furiously before we set off.

The restaurant we chose was bustling, and we enjoyed the food and the company. Kuroka had many fish dishes around her and got teased by Kiryuu. Katase made hearts at me while also scowling at Kuroka, as did Murayama. I played my part well, and Murayama told me halfway through dinner.

"Thank you, Gregor-kun. I was worried that you had forgotten me this week. I didn't know we were moving until Wednesday it was so abrupt and sudden that I was extremely worried I wouldn't see you again. My parents have been keeping me busy, so today technically was my last day with Katase."

Katase no longer hates me.

"When you get into the school, Gregor-kun, I want you as my co-captain. You're not nor were ever a pervert. I was so very wrong. I like these two people and will definitely try to be better. Please accept my true apology here."

I smile and bury the hatch here.

"I accept the apology. I still want the public one for my cousin, but since Issari-chan forgave you, I'm willing to waive my public one. As for joining, we will see. Rias Gremory is very insistent that I join her club, and with my cousin there, I might join her even though I'm skeptical. However, I'd be happy to duel with you."

Katase frowned upon hearing that but softly understood when I mentioned my cousin.

"I wish you would join us. You'd be the first boy in our club and would help send a message to the school that we want to become equally represented. I understand with your cousin being the Onee-sama of the school, you are joining that club. She can count on me to help you and beat off the bad perverts. Issari-chan and Kiryuu-chan have told me of two who need a proper beatdown."

The three started giggling evilly while the nearby patrons' sweat dropped as Murayama sighed wishfully.

"I wish I was there to help you. I have everyone's phone numbers now, so it's not so bad. I will miss you, Katase, and Issari-chan. I have seen the person underneath and am happy I got to know you."

Issari tears up there before waterfall tears flow out, floating a nearby plastic tree before I tell Issari.

"I'll get us all ice cream as a send-off for our friend. Kuro needs to go home soon and get ready to study."

We were using Kuroka's cover as she was trying to get into veterinary school and was my roommate. Issari paid for dinner, and I promised to pay for ice cream. Kuroka ordered extra fish for herself and Shirone before she left to tell Maéva the plan. Issari was very clingy with Murayama on the way there, and Kiryuu just asked in a whisper.

"Why is Issari-chan like this?"

I answered while Katase and Murayama were with Issari, trying to cheer her up.

"She's what's called a social dragon. She has a desperate desire for many connections that come from dragon hoarding. This triggers her dragon self because her first best friend left like that, too, and it wasn't fed for a long while. She will be happier when we get home as Murayama-chan is staying. I'll tell you the story tomorrow."

Kiryuu was surprised but accepted my explanation. She moved to Issari and tried to cheer up our friend. Murayama fell back with me, looking at me with sadness as we continued towards the ice cream place.

"I wish I could stay. I have lived here my whole life, and leaving it behind will be hard. You will still text me, right, and call?"

I smile at the very rare happy Principle clan member here.

"I will, but it isn't necessary. Your uncle told me something, and I promise you will understand what I tell you tonight."

Murayama looked confused.

"What did he say to you?"

I looked around while still walking Katase was out of range, and I turned my eyes back to Murayama.

"The sword must stay sharp."

Murayama almost froze completely but continued walking by instinct in a slight daze. We arrived at the ice cream place, and Murayama was troubled by my words. Katase and Issari, along with Kiryuu and myself, tried to cheer her up with some success. As we left the story, Katase waved to us after checking the time.

"I'll walk Murayama home. Thank you, Gregor-kun, for the night. I have to go soon because my dad is taking me on a small trip tomorrow."

Murayama spoke, still kind of in a daze.

"Gregor-kun can walk me home, Katase. You know how your dad is if you're late."

Katase frowned before checking the time on her watch. The time freaked the pink-haired young woman out, and she ran off in a cloud of dust.

"I'll try to visit you tomorrow, Murayama! Good night!"

She ran, and I immediately gave Kiryuu an order once the pink-haired young woman was gone.

"Kiryuu-chan, move with me. Issari, come along and be happier. Murayama-chan, I need you to trust me now more than ever."

Murayama heard the authority in my voice and was scared, while Issari knew this voice.

"Yes, Alpha. We are telling her?"

Murayama looked confused more than ever, and Kiryuu immediately took point. I gently touched Murayama on her arm.

"Murayama-chan, we need to move. If we take you home to your family, you and your family will be in danger come Sunday. I promise you that you will understand when we get you to safety. I will not lie to you about anything going forward. Please trust me and your uncle."

Murayama grew scared hearing my serious voice. She prepared to back away from us. Issari backs me up, saying while putting a hand on Murayama.

"You will understand Murayama-chan. Is it them Gregor-kun?"

I sighed but nodded to Issari while I looked at Murayama with pleading eyes. She was so scared by our sudden change of atmosphere. Issari grew grim seeing the answer and was about to dragon growl, but I stared her down in warning. I say once again to Murayama.

"The sword must stay sharp. Please, Murayama."

My saying her name again makes her look a bit better. She's still scared, but she puts her hand in mine.

"He only gives that to people he trusts. I'll follow."

I squeeze her hand in understanding.

"I will tell you the truth soon, Murayama-chan. I say this as your friend. You will be able to see Katase again and will not get pulled out of Kuoh Academy. I can help you win your championships. Just trust me, and don't disbelieve."

Murayama was silent the rest of the journey next to me. She was slightly shaking, and I put my arm around her back to steady her. We stayed silent, and when we got to the house, Murayama was shocked I lived here. I pushed the intercom and told Maéva it was me before asking if someone had said mechadendrite. Maéva replied that yes, the person had arrived and brought the stuff. The gate opens, and as we enter the grounds on the way up to the house, she says in a small voice.

"You are acting like you're a secret agent."

I chuckled technically, Ohashi is one. The chuckle was genuine and helped break a tiny bit of tension. Issari openly says now.

"You're just going to learn many things tonight, Murayama-chan."

Kiryuu smiled now as we passed the middle of the way there.

"I was like you two days ago, Murayama-chan. Gregor-kun is helping you. He has never stopped doing that for people. She has it?"

The stuff weirded out Murayama, as I answered.

"She does, and I have a way to find out what it does. She can join the club with the four of us. I think we need a name and a mascot. I'd consider a cat, but that's taken already."

Kiryuu and Issari giggled, and Murayama was still weirded out. I opened the door to the house, and in the hall was Kuroka, with her illusion still up, along with Maéva in her French maid uniform. No mechadendrites out. I shut the door and then turned to Murayama, who was looking at the house in awe. I asked Maéva.

"Was there any trouble?"

The maid immediately said while she looked at Murayama in pity.

"No young master. Her luggage is here and in a room on your side. I'm so excited! More people to serve!"

Maéva was extremely happy, and Murayama was amazed that her luggage was there. I tell her now that we are behind the wards and safe.

"Murayama, allow me to introduce us all properly. I'm Gregor Astaroth. I'm a half-devil noble. In front of us in the maid uniform is my head of household servants, Maéva. To her left is my Queen in what is called a peerage Kuroka. To your left is my bishop, Akia Kiryuu, and this, to my right, is."

Issari happily shouted to a shocked Murayama, who was now looking at Kuroka and her newly revealed tails and ears.

"I'm Issari Hyoudou, the Red Dragon Empress of Mars! I'm going to be a harem queen! We will take care of you!"

I slapped Issari onto the floor, and she groaned at the force of the impact. Murayama was looking at us like we were all mad. Maéva sweat dropped at Issari while Kuroka just belly laughed. Kiryuu shakes her head getting why she teased the other version more. Murayama kept watching Kuroka's ears and tails.

"Youkai."

I nodded while Kuroka swung her tails around. Murayama looked at me, and she felt fear and curiosity. She moved to my front and looked me dead in the eyes before she asked me.

"You're all devils like the ones in the Bible?"

I take her hand gently and say while staring straight back at her.

"I'm a half-devil, as my mom was a human. Issari is a pure human, and everyone else is what is called a reincarnated devil. Murayama, we have no desire to do anything like take your soul. We don't do that anymore. We got you here because I am trying to protect you from people who want you dead for a thing you have no control over. I'll explain it and show you a world vastly different from what you know. I promised your uncle that you will be free to have your own path in life."

Murayama saw no lie in me.

"Why did my uncle trust you with that phrase? He made that with me when I was a young girl and said that the person who says it can be trusted completely. What caused him to give you that?"

I close my eyes before I open them again.

"It's a sad story and I will tell you it in private. I don't think he would want parts of it told to strangers. Issari, piss off and watch porn or something. Kiryuu, you can enjoy the rest of the night however you want. Kuroka you go sleep. Thank you, Maéva, for your work tonight. I'm sorry for interrupting your soaps."

Issari groaned from the floor.

"Fuck you too. I'm here for the night. Kiryuu-chan, do you want to build our own collections together?"

Kiryuu giggled, then lifted Issari off the floor. She pulled the other Chestnut up the stairs. Kuroka yawned before she followed after them. At the same time, Maéva beams happy for soaps.

"The young master is kind, Ms. Murayama. He is wonderful and will help you adjust to the new world you're entering. Is she becoming a member of your peerage, young master?"

Murayama was just confused. I looked at Maéva.

"I don't know. She can decide when she has all the information. Until then, she will be a retainer of mine. Her room has a TV with a tape machine, yes?"

Maéva nodded immediately.

"Yes. The home is old enough to have those and the new CD players together. I can show you both to the room. Follow me."

She began walking towards the stairs, and Murayama and I followed behind her. Murayama asked me more questions.

"Tape? Peerage? Retainer?"

I explained as we climbed the stairs.

"Your family made a tape for you to watch explaining why you're here. A peerage is a group of reincarnated devils around a devil noble. It's the primary way devils grow their population. I am a noble Murayama, so I have the right to maintain retainers It is an option for you along with the one to join the peerage. I promised your uncle that you would have a choice, and I prefer to ask my potential pieces if they want this. While it does come with many upsides, it also comes with just as many downsides. I want people to make informed decisions."

Murayama thinks about that as we continue up the stairs. Her face was long and fully frowning. When we reached the top of the stairs, we went left, and Maéva led us to a door that was six down from mine. Kuroka's room was next to mine as she was the Queen. Kiryuu's was on the left side of the left hall, while mine was on the right. Maéva opened the door, and inside the room was the same extravagant setup as the other rooms. With red colors everywhere. I am going to have mine replaced with silver. Maéva smiled broadly and explained.

"Young Miss, your clothes are in the closet, ready for you to put away in your desired places. The tape is on the TV. I ask that you leave the door open when not using the room so I may clean it. If you need anything, please let me or the young master know. We can easily get you what you want. Is there anything else you need, young master?"

I smile and shake my head in no.

"Enjoy your soaps, Maéva. Tell me which ones you watch at some point, and I'll get them for you. Thank you, as always, for your work. You do, Geros, proud."

Maéva dances a happy jig, surprising Murayama. Said maid danced out of the room and wave goodbye before shutting the door.

We didn't say a word to each other for five minutes. Sitting on the bed before Murayama asked something.

"How does my uncle know about devils?"

I sighed and sat on the bed. Murayama sat too, and I said to her.

"Your uncle and mother are regular humans. They belong to a group of families that are called the Five Principle Clans. They are like a kind of human defense group that protects Japan and its people who don't know about the supernatural world. When I say the supernatural world, I mean everything from myths and legends. Dragons, gryphons, kitsunes, fairies, devils, angels and fallen angels. Everything up to gods exist Murayama. Many supernatural beings don't look highly on humans because of their stronger natures than us. However, humans have a very good person looking out for us. The God of the Bible, or as I call him Big G. Big G, made something that gives humans a chance against the supernatural world as he considers us his second children. Issari, Kiryuu, Maéva, and I have this gift called sacred gear. You also have this."

Murayama looked fascinated by everything described. She was wide-eyed when she learned she had gear. I explained more.

"Gear is a thing that resides in your soul. It's vastly different per person, and it's also random who gets it. It's like a lottery that determines your life in many ways. Depending on what gear you get, you're either desired by certain factions of the supernatural world or despised for it. You, if you went with your family tomorrow, would be despised by the Five Principle Clans. Your Clan is the Doumon via your uncle and mom. I am also from one of the clans via my mom. Mine is the Himejima."

Murayama looked like that news was the last thing she wanted to hear.

"The Clans hate anything that is unnatural to them, like gear. The Clans are devoted Shinto worshippers, and because Big G made gear, they consider those who have it to be abominations. Even though we didn't actively choose it. The clans do horrible things to their members. Akeno lost her mom to them because she is also from the Clan. They tried to murder her. They murdered my aunt and my mom and tried to murder my dad and me. They have a kill or torture you on sight policy if they learn that you have gear or have relationships with people or ideals, they consider abominations. When I was six, they tortured me by branding me because I interrupted them doing that to Akeno. Your family is moving because your uncle and mother were recalled back to the Doumon to train the next generation of clansmen and women to fight supernatural beings. They can't refuse, or they die."

Murayama looked sick. Her face was bone white in horror, knowing that.

"They would kill me."

She is shaken up by this. I put an arm around her.

"In a horrible way. My mom died in a car explosion that they planned to kill all three of us. My dad and I survived. Your uncle and mother love you and were backed into a corner. You're safe here because of the fact Kuoh is a devil-controlled territory. Your family was sent to spy on them by the clans and your uncle wants you to be safe at all costs. They couldn't run because the clans have people watching the ports and the airports. The other side hates them because they protect regular humans, so I was the only option that got you to safety. The clans can't attack me easily because my dad is one of four great devil kings. My dad is named Ajuka Beelzebub. I'm the Heir to House Astaroth, who are below the four Satans. You're very safe with me. You will be able to stay here and see Katase again along with being a captain of the club. I swore a sacred oath to your uncle to protect you, and I will do that for him and my friend."

Murayama was so scared now. But she looked at me and was now seeing me for the first time. The pain in the past. My future, and she whimpered softly, saying in a small voice.

"You're protecting me, but nothing is free. I learned that early. What would you want from me?"

I say to her.

"For you to be who you are without shame. Devils are not kind people. We think differently from humans. Many of them would use this as a way to force you into the peerage they have. I will never do that. You are my friend, and I might have one, but I am human first, devil second. I will let you live here on the condition that you finish school. If you want to join my peerage. That is your choice, as it was for Kiryuu and Kuroka. The offer of sanctuary is here till I die, and that's not happening for a long time. I just ask that you don't tell Katase this. There is strict enforcement of the veil between the supernatural and the mundane. She can't know until something happens to allow her in. I know that will be hard, but that can't be changed."

Murayama looked at me with a genuine smile now before she became depressed and curled into the crook of my neck. I won't tell her the abuse clan members go through or The True Clans yet. Murayama finally said.

"I will stay silent on it. I can tell her I'm living with you, yes?"

I pat her back.

"Yes just let me or Maéva know beforehand when Katase comes over so we can hide things and lock certain rooms. Would you like to see my gear? I can make you something with it that should help you unlock yours. My gear is pretty cool and can make things that are very weird, but they can do so much good."

Murayama brightened.

"I would like to see it. What do Issari-chan and Kiryuu-chan have?"

I get off the bed and allow Koriel to hide before summoning the anvil. Murayama looked in amazement at the anvil. I answered while getting the scanner for sacred gear activation that I was calling a SGAD.

"Issari has what is called the boosted gear. It's a very good gear with the soul of a very powerful dragon in it. Kiryuu has what is called frozen spirit bird. I don't know what Maéva has because she is very private about it. My gear is called the Standard Template Constructor or STC. Mine makes things, I imagine."

I swing and make the device. The little thing is made, and I turn to Murayama, who watches in amazement. I then prepared to use it but looked for permission. Murayama nods with eagerness. I put the device to her side and activated it. The device pings, and then the gear appears. It's a white-hot thing I recognize. It's flame shake. But not the common version of it. Because that's plasma. Murayama easily controls the plasma, telling me she is well-entuned with her gear. She, however, couldn't keep it up long, and the plasma disappeared. I answered the question.

"Flame shake but it is a subspecies of it. Did you ever have anything happen to you that involved plasma?"

Murayama looks tired from the gear.

"I went to a science fair when I was a kid. I was fascinated by the description of plasma they gave, and it stuck with me. Gear can evolve?"

That's cute.

"Not often and in huge ways, but it can. Gear reacts to its user's desire. It usually manifests at times of extreme feelings and emotions. Mine activated after the crash, but my scanner can make it show up without that. That's how Issari got hers. Kiryuu got hers from an anger episode. It takes time to get gear properly working, so don't be discouraged by the strain."

Murayama was thinking of her gear and how it could possibly work. Her face, however, grew determined by something.

"Your cousin is a clan member, yet she's also here and alive. Is she also a devil along with the redhead?"

I say while being honest.

"My cousin is a reincarnated devil. Her king is Rias who is a pureblood devil and also a noble."

Murayama frowned.

"She acted like a noble when it was just Issari-chan and me. She offered me money to stop going after you. I said no because you are not a one-time crush like she thinks. She offered another thing, and I said no again. Then she offered me something, and while it's intriguing, I would not want it."

I tell her kindly.

"Rias is in a bad spot, Murayama-chan. She is betrothed to another noble who is incredibly cruel to his peerage. He has broken nearly all of them with his Queen helping him. He plans to do horrible things to Rias when they marry. She can't resist, or he will forcefully shove a thing called an evil piece into her and bind her to him that way. It will cut the connections to my cousin and three others that are Rias's pieces, forcing them to mutate, then go mad."

Murayama looked horrified. Pity filled her face for Rias. She put two and two together.

"You're trying to break it for all of them, like how you're doing this for me. Katase is right; you are like a noble samurai."

I'm not noble when I kill strays. I'm the furthest thing from noble when I do that. I tell Murayama while my face is hidden from her with it tilted downwards.

"The best way to break it is for me to replace the other noble as the groom. I am an Heir with the other option being a second son. My dad is a great king and best friends with Rias's brother who is Lucifer the most powerful of the Satans. Said brother and his wife are my starparents, which is godparents."

Murayama froze badly. She looked at me with despair and realized what that meant. She touched my hand in pure desperation, and she looked ready to cry. I told her the next part.

"I am required by law to have at minimum three wives as devils have an incredibly bad fertility rate. They have gone through two massive wars and kids are extremely rare and cherished things. Rias offered you a place in a harem with me, didn't she."

Murayama looked at me with hope now. Her brown eyes were so bright now, and she nodded.

"She did. I wasn't going to say yes, and I don't want to but I understand now why. She was trying to help me in her own way while being stuck up. You don't like it, do you, even though it's a normal man's dream."

I still don't like it yet it wasn't as strong as before.

"From an emotional standing, I despise it. From a logical point of view, I understand why the law is a thing. Rias was hard encouraging me to reincarnate you for my peerage, so it's one less person for the problem. I said no because you might resent me later if I did that. Don't say yes, Murayama-chan think about it. You are a wonderful person who deserves a husband who loves you unconditionally. Don't say yes because I'm giving you asylum. Only say yes if you truly want that. I will never force you to reincarnate. I asked my peerage and they said yes after being told everything. Get multiple viewpoints, and don't do something you might regret."

Murayama had been ready to say yes to reincarnation. Her eyes grew hurt when I told her to consider it before she whispered in pure sadness.

"Am I not beautiful enough for you?"

I know that voice and tone as I take her hand.

"It's not that at all. Murayama, you're giving up many things if you reincarnate. You are beautiful. I like redheads, but my first girlfriend was a chestnut. I don't want you to do this, and if we don't work out, you regret doing it just for me. Please think about this. Your uncle hates devils and almost killed me because he thought I was going to reincarnate you. Can you give that up?"

Murayama shakes her head. Her eyes are now sad, yet she understands.

"I can't. I can't give them up easily. Does he really hate Devils that much yet will trust you?"

"He does. Murayama devils are not kind. I will explain why."