After I broke the news to Rias that you are alive, she was the happiest I've ever seen her in my life. I know how you feel about her, but I hope you know that that makes me happy, too.
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I have a suspicion that she's set aside some of her Evil Pieces in preparation for reincarnating you.
Finally, I wish to ask you how your general life is in the Grigori. If you are in the Grigori territory, I sincerely hope that the Fallen Angels
haven't brainwashed you into becoming an attack dog for them, or anything of that sort.
But I think that this is unlikely, as you were never one to let people hold you down, and definitely not one to be indoctrinated or brainwashed by anyone.
Kenji, the bottom line is that I wish, with all my heart and then some, to see you again, but I know that that is impossible. I miss you more than anything I've ever missed before, and I want you to know, if you read this, that I still love you, even if I haven't seen you for a year.
Please write back soon, if you can. You have my word that, if you choose to tell me anything, I will not reveal it to a soul, if you so wish.
Your loving mother,
Venelana Bael
"Wow. .
. " Valian folded the letter up and handed it to Kenji.
"That was. .
. quite a letter.
"
"I know. " Kenji said.
He wiped the remains of the tears from his eyes and looked up. "I just wish there was a way I could reply to her.
"
"I know a way. " Amaterasu said.
"I can transport your reply to Venelana's home directly, and act as a relay between you and her. "
"You can?!" Kenji looked up at her. "Thank you, Amaterasu! Tha-"
"You're welcome, Kenji. " Amaterasu replied.
"But, I have two conditions. "
"Name them. " Kenji said, automatically.
"First. .
. " Amaterasu said.
"You have to agree to continue dating me, as I really enjoyed this date with you. "
"Of course!" Kenji said.
"The second condition is. .
. " Amaterasu leant down and picked Kenji up off the chair.
"You have to give me a kiss~" she whispered.
Kenji's eyes widened at the fact that a goddess, a fucking GODDESS, had just asked him to kiss her!
"I'm waiting~" Amaterasu grinned.
"Not for any longer. " Kenji muttered, before he leant forward, and placed his lips against hers.
Amaterasu's lips were very warm, and tasted of faint chocolate and bananas. Kenji gently pushed his tongue into her mouth, and met Amaterasu's tongue.
The two of them just let their tonges dance together, for a couple of seconds, before they came up for air.
"How was that?" Kenji asked.
"That kiss. Was the best thing.
I've ever had in my life. " Amaterasu replied, between breaths.
"I'll be hearing from you soon, Kenji. I hope you can continue performing like you did today~" She left, in a swirl of black flames.
"Valian. " Kenji said, making to walk away.
"Yes?" Valian replied, to her King.
"Can you. .
. not bother me for a while?" Kenji asked.
"I want to write a reply letter, and I want to start as soon as possible. "
"I understand. " Valian replied, walking over to Kenji, and kissing him.
"Just don't overwork yourself like Shemhazai. Shall I come and see you in an hour?"
"Make it two. " Kenji replied.
"See you later. " And with that, Kenji left the living room for his personal office.
"Hey, Dad!" Kenji called, walking into Azazel's laberatory. "Where are you?"
"I'm over here, Kenji!" Azazel's voice replied. Kenji made his way over to where Azazel's voice came from, and saw his adoptive father, with a slightly sweaty face, leaning against a table.
"Agrat isn't giving you a quickie under there, is she?" Kenji asked.
"No, she's in her own territory. " Azazel replied.
"She said Lilith had to take care of 'important buisness', and left her in charge of the Sex Demons Realm. She didn't specify.
" He added, at Kenji's questioning look.
"Right. " Kenji replied.
"There's something I wanted to ask you, Dad. "
"Ask away then, Kenji. " Azazel said, smiling at his son.
"I'm all ears. "
"Well, my mother sent me a letter yesterday. Or rather I got a letter from my mother, yesterday.
" Kenji informed Azazel. "My actual mother.
"
"Alright. " Azazel replied, a shrewd look on his face.
He knew from Kenji himself that his family hadn't been the best to him, but his mother was one of the rare people that was kind to him.
"And I've replied to her. " Kenji said, holding up a piece of paper for Azazel.
He took the paper from Kenji and read it.
"Alright. " He said.
"And why are you telling me. .
. ?" He got to the bottom of the letter.
"Oh. "
"Yeah. " Kenji said, looking slightly nervous.
"I was going to ask if I could. .
. you know.
. .
bring her into the Grigori?"
". .
. " The Governer-General frowned for a moment, staring at the bottom of the letter, looking uncharacteristically serious.
"Are you sure that your mother can be trusted, Kenji?" He asked. "Because it might interest you to know that Venelana Bael is a pureblood Devil.
And pureblood Devils aren't exactly popular among the Fallen Angels, as I'm sure you know. "
"I understand that, and sure I can trust her. " Kenji replied, instantly.
"She ranks 2nd on my 'Top 5 People I can most trust' list. Fifth to first goes: Albedo, Penemue, you, Mom and Valian.
Zest is an honourable mention. "
". .
. Alright.
" Azazel sighed. "But understand a few things, Kenji: This is your own action, not an action of the Grigori at large, so if you truly wish to bring her into the Grigori, you are on your own.
"
"I understand. " Kenji said.
"And one more thing. " Azazel said.
"If your mother attacks any Fallen Angels for any unjustified reason, it is on your head, and your head only, do I make myself clear?"
"Transparently. " Kenji replied, resolutely.
"Good man. " Azazel nodded, and smiled.
Kenji smiled back at his father, and walked out of the lab, pulling out his phone and punching in a number.
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"Hey, Val?" he asked, once he picked up. "I'm going to need to ask you to order something for me.