"DXD: Infinite Loot System"Chapter 310: Rias's Vigilance
Tenra felt a faint pang of melancholy. He'd just been hit on—by a woman.
Sure, Roygun Belphegor was gorgeous, all curves and charisma. According to Rias, she had power and status to match her looks. But still, it grated. Roygun didn't bother hiding her possessive, predatory interest. The way she looked at Tenra was pure wolf stalking lamb—and Tenra's pride bristled at the implication.
He'd always been the wolf. No way was he letting anyone cast him as prey.
But before Tenra could fire back, Rias stepped in, voice tight with irritation.
"Lady Roygun, Tenra is my fiancé!"
She planted herself in front of him, eyes flashing. Rias respected—and even admired—Roygun, but no way was she letting anyone try to steal her Tenra.
Roygun's lips curled. "Oh? Rias, you seem awfully protective."
She turned her gaze to Rias and Tenra, eyes bright with mischief. "How about a deal? Hand Tenra Kamiyo over, and I'll grant you anything you want."
"Not happening!" Rias shot back, zero hesitation.
She'd given Tenra her heart, her body, her everything. There was nothing in the world that could compare to Tenra in Rias's eyes.
Roygun just laughed. "Stubborn little princess. Then what about you, Tenra Kamiyo? Interested in switching sides?"
She leaned in, voice dropping to a sultry purr. "If you come to me, I promise satisfaction—and pleasure—like you've never known."
She licked her lips, the invitation clear as day.
Tenra felt the heat of her challenge, but just snorted inwardly. Seductress, through and through. But she was underestimating him if she thought he was the type to lose his head for a pretty face.
"Sorry, Lady Roygun. Tempting as you are, I'm not betraying Rias."
He wrapped his arm around Rias's waist, making his stance obvious.
Seekvaira's eyes sparkled with approval. Rias gave a little huff, pretending not to care, but her heart bloomed with warmth.
That infuriating, wonderful man. Worth every risk.
Roygun traced Tenra's cheek with a fingertip, eyes glinting with a queen's authority. "You know, you're the first man who's ever dared turn me down."
Tenra grinned. "Guess I'm honored. Never thought I'd be your first."
He cocked his head, teasing. "Now I'm curious—what happens to the men who don't refuse you?"
Roygun's laughter rang out, rich and musical. "Hehehehe... Those who only wanted my beauty or my status? I kicked them out, of course. You think I'd keep them around to disgust me?"
Her queenly aura burned bright. Tenra understood—if he'd accepted, he'd have been tossed aside just as quickly.
He smirked. Definitely an interesting woman.
Roygun straightened, eyes sweeping over Rias. "We need to visit Sairaorg, so let's leave it here for now."
She gave Rias a sly smile. "Watch your man, Rias. Don't let any wicked women snatch him away."
Her gaze slid back to Tenra, voice velvet and steel. "Tenra Kamiyo, I'll make you mine someday. Until next time."
With a wave, Roygun strode off, her peerage trailing behind. Seekvaira shot Tenra and Rias an apologetic look before following.
Tenra and the girls were left speechless. Roygun warned Rias to guard Tenra from bad women—while playing the bad woman herself. Contradictory, outrageous, and somehow perfectly herself.
Rias glared at Tenra, voice tart. "Feeling pretty smug, aren't you? Being noticed by Lady Roygun?"
Roygun Belphegor—head of her house, beauty and power incarnate. Suitors lined up for miles in the Underworld. For a moment, Rias really worried Tenra might be tempted.
Tenra just smiled, stroking her cheek. "What's this, Rias? Don't trust yourself?"
"W-who said I don't?" Rias blushed, turning away.
She couldn't help it. Roygun was a woman who could stand alongside Serafall and Grayfia. Even Rias felt the pressure.
After today, Rias's vigilance was on high alert. As Tenra's fame grew, so did the number of women circling him. She'd have to take action.
No way was she letting any seductress steal her Tenra!
And as for the most direct way to claim Tenra's heart and body—
"I-I can't... I really can't..."
Rias's voice was a breathless plea, her expression glazed as Tenra moved above her.
Around her, Akeno, Xenovia, Irina, Asia, Yubelluna—all the girls lay sprawled, limp and helpless. No one could save Rias now.
"Ahhh!"
Her legs trembled, draped over Tenra's shoulders, eyes rolling back as she surrendered completely.
"Rias, try harder next time..."
Tenra whispered wickedly in her ear, then tucked the girls in, pulled on a robe, and slipped out.
The bath was wide and luxurious, mist curling in the air. When Tenra entered, three young women were already waiting.
Mira, Bürent, and Shuriya.
"Lord Tenra!"
Shy but eager, they hurried forward to greet him.
"Shuriya, dance for me."
Tenra waded into the bath, arms around Mira and Bürent, and gave his command.
"Yes, Lord Tenra."
Shuriya, a dancer by trade, was gifted in every style. Tenra often had her perform at home. At his word, she began to move—grace and beauty on full display for her master.
Mira and Bürent gently washed Tenra, their touch soft and devoted. Tenra relaxed, enjoying their service and Shuriya's dance.
Of Tenra's peerage, only Mira, Ile, and Nel still needed a few years. The rest had already been claimed. Tonight, it was Mira, Bürent, and Shuriya's turn.
The girls knew what was coming—nervous, but hopeful. Mira pressed her lips to Tenra's; Bürent slipped underwater for a special kind of service.
Water rippled. Shuriya, face crimson, danced even harder, doing her best to please Tenra and her sisters.
But—
"Ah!"
Soon enough, Shuriya cried out, swept up by an invisible force and drawn into Tenra's embrace...
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