"DXD: Infinite Loot System"Chapter 318: Do You Want Me?
"Huh?!"
Tenra stared at Kuroka, half convinced he'd misheard. Did she just say… abstinence?
"It's the simplest solution, meow. As long as you stop doing those naughty things at home—no more stimulating Shirone—her symptoms won't come back."
Kuroka's eyes sparkled with mischief, her tone maddeningly matter-of-fact.
"For Shirone's sake, Red Dragon Emperor, just abstain for a few years."
Tenra's face darkened. "You might as well kill me and be done with it. Pick another method."
Most nights, Tenra found comfort in Rias and the others. If Kuroka expected him to go cold turkey for years, he'd rather drop dead.
"Kuroka, maybe we should try something else?"
Rias's cheeks were tinged pink; even Xenovia, Irina, and the rest nodded in agreement.
If Tenra went celibate, they'd suffer too.
Kuroka shrugged. "Then I'm out of ideas."
Her voice turned icy. "Selfish, the lot of you. All you care about is your own pleasure. Guess I misjudged you."
Tenra's mouth twitched. Rias and the others traded awkward glances.
No question—Kuroka was doing this on purpose.
"Don't act like you're the only one who cares about Koneko. She's family to us, too. I'll solve her problem myself."
He shot her a glare.
Kuroka perked up. "Oh? Got a plan?"
All eyes turned to Tenra.
He stroked his chin, a spark of cunning in his gaze. "Koneko's only acting out because she's overstimulated. If we help her relax—body and mind—her symptoms should fade."
Kuroka eyed him warily. "She's still a kid. Don't even think about crossing the line."
Tenra grinned. "Who said anything about going that far? There are plenty of ways to satisfy a woman without taking that last step."
Rias and the girls instantly caught his drift. Faces flushed, they shot him dirty looks. Kuroka's expression hardened—she got it, too.
"I don't agree. What if you lose control and go too far with Shirone?"
Her tone was adamant.
Tenra's eyes narrowed, voice dropping cold. "Are you doubting me? If I say I won't, I won't."
His aura, now nearly at the edge of Transcendent, flickered—just barely. Kuroka paled, heart pounding, but she held her ground.
"I'm still not convinced. Unless I'm there watching, I won't let you be alone with her."
No one else dared to interject. The room tightened with tension as Tenra and Kuroka locked eyes.
Eventually, Tenra relented. "Fine. Watch all you want—if you think you can handle it."
He almost laughed. If she wanted to be a third wheel, let her. When she embarrassed herself, he'd have plenty to say.
Kuroka's lips curled. "Hehehe, then it's settled, meow. Red Dragon Emperor, Shirone and I will be waiting in our room."
Tenra frowned. "Didn't you already suppress her heat?"
"It's just a test, meow. If it doesn't work, you're done with this method."
Tenra almost found her reasonable—until he noticed Rias and the girls glaring daggers at him.
That damned cat—she'd set him up.
Even knowing he was just trying to help Koneko, jealousy was never in short supply. It took all his effort to calm the storm.
Exhausted, Tenra cursed Kuroka under his breath. Next time he caught her off guard, he'd make her pay.
Night fell. One by one, Rias and the others retreated to their rooms. Tenra rose and headed for Kuroka and Koneko's suite.
A single lamp cast a soft glow. Koneko still slept, while Kuroka lay beside her, gently combing her hair.
"Red Dragon Emperor, you're here, meow."
She greeted him with a sly smile.
Tonight, Kuroka wore a silk nightdress that clung to her curves, every line of her mature body highlighted in the dim light. Pale skin flashed with every subtle movement.
Tenra snorted. "You're the one who called me here."
Kuroka just chuckled, unfazed.
"Tenra, do you know? Shirone is my little sister. My last family in this world. I'll protect her—no matter what."
She stroked Koneko's cheek with gentle affection.
"I'll protect her too."
Tenra frowned, unsure what Kuroka was driving at.
She smiled, almost wistful. "I never doubted that, meow. You may be a perverted Red Dragon Emperor, but you're trustworthy in this."
"If you called me here just to say that, I'll leave."
Kuroka's eyes glinted. "What's wrong? Can't wait to get your hands on Shirone?"
Tenra's cheeks burned. He couldn't deny it—he was tempted.
And whether it was his imagination or not, Kuroka seemed to be teasing him on purpose. Every "accidental" flash of skin, every mysterious curve, sent his pulse racing.
But Tenra wasn't the type to lose his head over a pretty face. He remembered his real goal:
"Wake Koneko. Let's see if this works."
"Shirone's problem can wait. But before that—"
Kuroka licked her lips, then raised one leg. Her nightdress slipped, revealing a flawless, slender thigh in the lamplight.
"Red Dragon Emperor… do you want me?"
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