"But she's..." Rias gestured vaguely toward the shivering, flushed girl, whose golden eyes were locked onto the newcomers with a wild, pleading lust.
"A regular human? I know. Don't worry, she won't say a word," Satoru said with a nonchalant shrug, popping the bite into his mouth.
Rias frowned, a flicker of worry crossing her face.
"That is not how things work. We can't just involve humans like this."
Akeno stepped up beside her, gently patting her best friend's shoulder with a serene, unbothered smile.
"Oh, don't worry about it, Rias. I think we can always just wipe her memory in the morning."
Akeno stepped forward with a playful hum, gracefully lowering herself onto her knees beside the polished wood of the table.
Leaning in close, she bypassed the chopsticks entirely, picking up a piece of salmon directly from Aika's stomach with her teeth.
As she chewed, her dark violet eyes drifted down, and her tongue darted out to leisurely lick a stray smear of rice vinegar and sweat from Aika's skin.
"Mmm, this is delicious," Akeno purred, a dark, wicked amusement dancing in her gaze.
Aika didn't even flinch at the casual mention of having her memories wiped.
Satoru had already prepped her before the others arrived, spinning the prospect of serving literal demons as an elite, high-stakes privilege.
Instead of being terrified, a heavy flush bloomed across her chest, her golden eyes shining with depraved delight.
"Thank you!" Aika breathed out, her voice trembling with eagerness. "Please enjoy yourselves to your heart's content!"
Akeno giggled, glancing back at the rest of the peerage. "Girls~, it seems our new member has prepared quite the sacrificial feast for us."
Rias sighed, her stern expression finally melting into a reluctant, indulgent smile as she uncrossed her arms.
"Well... come on then. Make yourselves at home. Enjoy the evening."
At the cue, Yuki and Koneko took their places near Aika's legs.
While Rias and Akeno settled on either side of her torso, their hands casually resting against the curves of her breasts.
Rias picked up a pair of chopsticks, selecting a piece of seared tuna resting just above Aika's collarbone.
She brought it to her lips, took a cautious bite, and suddenly froze, her blue eyes widening in genuine astonishment.
"Mmmm... this is incredible. Did you actually cook all of this yourself?"
She asked, her hand coming up instinctively to cover her mouth as the rich flavors bloomed.
Satoru sat back, using his own chopsticks to pluck a steaming section of lobster from a nearby platter.
With a mischievous smile, he dragged the succulent meat directly across Aika's drenched, throbbing folds, generously basting the seafood in her hot, sticky juices before lifting it to his own mouth.
"Yeah," Satoru replied, his voice a low, teasing rumble.
"When you're dealing with a Physique like mine, good food is a necessity. Figured out how to cook a few things along the way."
Aika bit down on her lower lip.
A soft, pathetic whimper escaping her throat as the wooden tips of the chopsticks brushed intimately against her sensitive skin.
Using her own raw, sticky juices as a perverse condiment.
She tried desperately to quiet herself, clamping her teeth together to fade into the background.
Of course, the attempt only made her a target.
Akeno's wicked violet eyes caught the movement immediately.
With a Sadistic smile, Akeno slid her chopsticks down, sharply pinching and twisting Aika's hardened nipples.
Aika let out a muffled, strangled moan, her back arching off the table as a fresh wave of heat flooded her pussy.
"You know that we devils have actual jobs to attend to, right?"
Rias sighed softly, leaning back against the edge of the table and letting her peerage thoroughly indulge in Aika's frantic dilemma.
Satoru swallowed his bite, resting his elbows casually on the wood.
"Ah, yeah, but standard contracts dictate a client can't force a devil to do things they don't want to do. Oh... And this girl is technically my very first client."
He reached out, gently tracing a finger down the side of Aika's trembling ribs. "So this counts as field work. And see? No memory wiping required."
Rias let out an amused, yielding breath, shaking her head. "Fine. But tomorrow, you're going with someone and actually learning how proper peerage contracts are handled."
Satoru's gaze drifted across the table, a slight smile playing on his lips.
As he watched Koneko silently pluck a piece of fruit resting precariously near Aika's slick, trembling folds with a red blush on her cute face.
"So, which one of you gets the most interesting jobs?" Satoru asked, leaning back.
Akeno puffed out her tits, her dark violet eyes glittering with mischievous intent.
"You can tag along with me if you want. Most of my clients are looking for a dominatrix. They practically beg to be dominated by me."
Satoru raised an eyebrow, a slow grin spreading across his face.
"That sounds promising. I'll take that offer—provided your client is a woman."
Akeno's grin widened into something perverted. "Deal."
Yuki raised her hand, offering a polite smile.
"Since you appreciate good food, you're welcome to go with me sometime. My clients are usually high-powered businesswomen who are far too exhausted to cook for themselves."
Satoru narrowed his eyes playfully. "Stressed-out office workers, huh? Goodness..."
His attention shifted across the table to the petite white-haired girl. "What about you, Koneko?"
"Creepy weirdos who want to dress me up in weird outfits," Koneko grumbled, her cheeks puffing out in an adorable pout as she made her absolute dissatisfaction known.
She clearly felt she had the most boring assignments to offer her new senpai.
She angrily bit down on a piece of sushi resting on Aika's ribs, chewing with quiet vengeance.
Satoru chuckled, tilting his head. "Well, I think I'll be taking Akeno-senpai up on her offer first."
Akeno clapped her hands together in delight, gracefully sliding over to sit right beside him on the Floor.
Her hand drifted lazily down his thigh, her fingertips tracing a dangerously slow path toward his semi hard cock.
"Lovely. My clients are going to adore you."
Satoru glanced down at her hand, his smile turning the same as her's.
"I wonder if you'll adore what I bring to the table."
Akeno narrowed her eyes, leaning in until her breath brushed his ear.
"I already do... How about tomorrow? Because I don't think I can wait very long."
"Neither can I," Satoru murmured back.
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