'The magic feels different,' Altair thought when they arrived in Japan. Lyra, Harley, Lavender, Azalea, Lily, Bella, Pansy, Altair, and... Daphne, the blonde who had snuck in at the last minute, were all there. She looked at Altair with puppy-dog eyes. Lyra protested, and Bella hissed in disgust.
Altair accepted her company. She was part of one of his objectives, not out of desire or love, but out of pride. He couldn't bear the thought of seeing someone he loved from his past marry someone else. Besides, he believed Lyra would be happy to have a familiar face around. This proved to be true; the two were now chatting. His sister's expression remained unreadable, though she seemed more relaxed.
While in Japan, it would be impossible to keep Lyra, Pansy, and Daphne from interacting with demons. So, Lily made them sign a magical contract. The contract forbade them from spreading this knowledge. The moment they tried to communicate it in any way, the knowledge would be erased from their minds. There were more lenient options, but Lily would not take them.
His sister looked at him, confused and a little hurt, as if wondering why he hadn't mentioned it before. Every day, it became more difficult to understand her. Pansy looked at him as if his heritage explained many things, and it did. Meanwhile, Daphne looked at him hungrily.
"There should be someone here to meet us," said Lily.
They had filled out some forms at the British Magical Embassy in Japan before being allowed to leave. Then, they took another transporter directly to Kuoh, where they would be staying.
"I can see them," Altair said, looking in a certain direction. He could sense magic like his own there. Demonic.
Soon, four ordinary, unremarkable girls appeared. That is, if you could ignore their beautiful appearance. Beautiful would be an understatement. They were otherworldly, angelic. He found the comparison amusing.
"Welcome to Kuoh," said one of them. Her voice was sweet, yet tempting and almost seductive, even unintentionally. Her scarlet hair reached down to her plump thighs. She had a small nose and a beautiful, fine face. Her skin was white. Her body was so stunning that Altair had to restrain himself from looking more than necessary, lest he appear perverted. "My name is Rias Gremory, and I will be your host during your time in Japan. This is my queen, Himejima Akeno," she said, introducing a girl who was just as voluptuous as she was. Her dark hair was pulled back into a high ponytail. Her eyes were violet. She seemed to exude sensuality in her white kimono; she was the only one wearing different clothing.
Both girls gave the impression of being regal, despite their youth. They had an aura of nobility and elegance without being pompous.
"I am Sona Sitri. This is my queen, Tsubaki Shinra." She was shorter. Her body was petite, not as voluptuous as the other two girls'. This did not detract from her beauty, however.
Her black hair was cut one or two inches below her chin. Her purple eyes, hidden behind glasses, attracted the girls' attention, much like Altair's. The queen was taller and more voluptuous with longer hair. Both wore glasses.
Despite her small stature, Sona was undoubtedly the most intelligent-looking person in the group. Lily and Azalea would probably get along well with her. It remained to be seen, however, whether she was as interested in science as the other two or if she simply enjoyed accumulating knowledge.
All four pairs of eyes were on Altair. They had been informed of the potion's creator. As he was the only man present, he was hard to miss. Even so, he remained silent.
Altair had not been a fan of hentai in his previous life, yet both the girls' appearances and names seemed familiar to him. But he couldn't remember which hentai they were from.
"I'm Lily Evans, Altair's tutor," the older redhead said, bowing slightly. "I think it's pretty obvious who Altair Black is," she joked.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, ladies," he said, introducing himself. His companions looked at him, confused.
"Wouldn't that be Asmodeus, Altair-kun?" the redhead asked.
"Black," he said curtly. The girl seemed to recognize him and didn't insist further.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Altair Black-sama," the Queen of Rias said hurriedly.
"Altair will be enough." The suffixes added to his surname sounded awful.
"Altair-sama," the girl savored the name. "I will accompany you to the temple. I am in charge of looking after you and will be responsible for your accommodations. You can think of me as a maid," she said mischievously.
"I hope you can join us to discuss what Leviatan-sama and Dumbledore-sama discussed," the little girl said. Everyone nodded.
"I have matters to attend to. I hope we can talk in a less formal setting. Akeno, I'll leave it to you," the scarlet-haired girl said before a circle appeared at her feet, and she disappeared.
Seconds later, Sona and her queen left in the same manner.
"Count on me, Buchou," she said affectionately. "Would you like to go on foot or use a teleportation circle?"
"We want to explore the city," Lavender said, stepping forward. The other girls nodded. Even Lyra and Daphne.
They weren't tired at all. It wasn't a long trip. They took a Portkey from the Ministry of Magic. They didn't have any luggage except for a small, enchanted briefcase that Altair was carrying. It was a gift from Dumbledore for his daughter, Lily. There was a small world inside it, and it reminded Altair of Newt Scamander's case.
"They promised me space for a laboratory," said Lily. "Is it ready?"
"Part of the sanctuary was modified for that purpose, and equipment was installed for your use. There are manuals for it. When the training for potion makers begins, you can ask to see them," Akeno said. She was well informed. With such a careless king, she had to work harder to avoid damaging her image.
"Matters to attend to," she scoffed. "She'll probably watch anime." Not that she despised her for that. Now her eyes were on Altair and his little harem—or coven, as wizards tend to call it.
"That sounds excellent. I'd like to go ahead," she said, her daughters glaring at her. "I don't want to interrupt your tour. Can you take me, and then come back to be your guide?" she asked.
"Of course, Evans-sama," she replied, her voice full of reverence.
Altair handed her the briefcase, and they were both swallowed by a flash of light. Altair thought this method was inefficient. He was curious about the runes that drew themselves, though.
"I didn't know you knew Japanese," said Azalea.
"Do you know Japanese?" asked Altair.
"You know every language possible. That's because you're a devil. The magic of supernatural races allows you to speak all languages, even without knowing anything about them." said Akeno, who had returned immediately.
"Devil? I'm a devil?" he said, and the young woman looked at him, confused.
"The supernatural world is divided into several factions. One of them is the devils, who are part of the Three Great Powers, along with angels and fallen angels," she explained casual, despite finding the question silly.
"They're not demons?" asked Altair. This time, the girl let out a small laugh, not out of mockery, but amusement.
"No, even calling devils demons is rude. Devils are a supernatural race, while demons are corrupted creatures." Her eyes sparkled with interest. "It seems you know nothing about the supernatural world. I wouldn't mind teaching you about it," she said boldly, holding his arm and pressing her breasts against him. "Let your senpai be your sensei."
She looked at Lavender, expecting to see jealousy, but found only a mocking smile.
"I'd be delighted to take your lessons," he replied. "However, the girls would like to learn a little about Japan." Her purple eyes didn't leave him for a second. "I wouldn't mind if it was past midnight," she whispered.
Akeno nodded. She wasn't sure if she liked him. She enjoyed making men nervous. A smile was enough to make them start stuttering. But Altair? He wasn't the type she was used to scaring. Her sadistic side enjoyed the suffering of her enemies. And her masochistic side? No one had had the pleasure of exploring that... yet.
She shook her head and moved away from the boy. He was dangerous to her virginity. Although he didn't seem to be the perverted type or the type to objectify women, he already had several girls in his harem.
She wondered if she should seduce him. He was about her age, handsome and muscular, and he had a girlfriend. Akeno had a fantasy: to steal a woman's man right in front of her. The girl didn't react, though.
Besides, Rias had ordered her to do everything possible to convince the man to stay in Japan. That meant flirting and making a few promises. Make him want her. But after just a few words were exchanged, she was the one who wanted him.
"Kuoh is a small town. There are several parks and a shopping center. Of course, there's also the school that Rias and I attend, and the Sanctuary where you will live. If you want to do some sightseeing, I can arrange a trip to Tokyo or Kyoto," she offered.
"I'll bother you with that," said Altair.
"You're not bothering me at all," she said with a kind smile. Then she turned to look at one of the girls: a black-haired girl with gray eyes who resembled Altair. If the girl's eyes were holy water, Akeno would have melted long ago.
'If the girlfriend doesn't react, I'll have some fun with you,' she thought sinisterly.