The day went on normally after that. Classes, club activities, and the usual light chaos that followed the group everywhere. But as evening approached, Rias gathered everyone in the ORC room with a slightly nervous but determined expression.
"I have something to tell you all," she said, standing in front of the group. "I have a hidden Bishop I never told anyone about."
The room went silent for a beat. "Huh?! Since when?!" Issei blurted out, eyes wide.
"For some time now," Rias replied. "Before you and Asia joined. I just never introduced them because… they aren't the most stable person."
Silas leaned against the wall, arms crossed, already knowing exactly who she was talking about.
'What's his name again? All I remember is that he's a trap,' he thought.
They followed Rias to a sealed room deep within the old school building. She unlocked the barrier with a wave of her hand, and the heavy doors creaked open. Darkness spilled out, along with a terrified voice.
"NOOOOOO! WHY ARE YOU HERE?!"
They stepped inside anyway.
There, in the middle of the dimly lit room, stood a beautiful, feminine-looking boy with long silver hair and delicate features. Gaspard Vladi, the hidden Bishop.
Issei's eyes sparkled with instant infatuation.
"W-Wait… a cute girl?! Jackpot—!"
But the cold, hard truth hit him like a truck when Rias introduced him properly.
"Gaspard is a biological male," she said flatly.
Issei's dreams visibly deflated. He slumped against the wall, muttering, " My dreams of becoming harem king are dying"
Silas stayed on the side, quietly observing everything with mild interest. When Gaspard got too overwhelmed by all the new faces and stopped time in a panic, he ran and hid inside a cardboard box in the corner.
But before he could fully disappear into it, he noticed something strange.
Silas was still moving.
'Huh!? How?!' Gaspard thought, eyes wide with shock.
"Cool ability," Silas said casually, looking straight at him.
Gaspard squeaked and dove fully into the box, sealing it shut. They eventually carried the box back to the main ORC room, with Gaspard still hiding inside.
Rias explained everything while the box occasionally shook.
"Gaspard's Sacred Gear allows him to stop time for anything within his field of vision when he gets too excited or scared. It's incredibly powerful, but he has almost no control over it."
From inside the box came a muffled, terrified voice. "I don't like it when you talk about me…"
Chop!
Koneko's hand came down on the box with perfect precision.
"Ow!!"
In the end, they decided to start training Gaspard so he could learn to control his power. He protested heavily from inside the box, but he really had no choice.
The training began that very evening.
Silas sat on the head chair, rolling around lazily on his wheels while watching the chaos unfold. He couldn't help but smile faintly.
'I should go chill with Sona. ' he thought.
.....
The Next Day, Occult Research Club
The training with Gaspard continued in full force.
The silver-haired Bishop was still terrified of the outside world, but under Rias's patient (and occasionally firm) guidance, he was slowly making progress. He managed to stop time for a few seconds at a time without panicking and running into a box. Issei was surprisingly enthusiastic about helping, while Koneko's blunt encouragement seemed to work best on him.
Then, without any warning, a golden magic circle appeared in the middle of the room.
Flash!
Azazel materialized with his usual laid-back grin, hands in his pockets.
"Yo! "
The atmosphere went cold immediately from his presence alone as everyone went on gaurd ready to fight.
Rias narrowed her eyes. "Azazel… What are you doing here?"
The Governor General of the Fallen Angels just waved casually.
"Relax, I'm not here to cause trouble. Besides none of you are strong enough to make me lift even a finger. Where is you holy devil sword user? I've been meaning to meet him"
" Kiba!? He's not here and we won't let you lay a hand on him!" Issei shouted.
" You couldn't even beat Kokabiel remember or even graze Vali. And you think you can fight me? Then again like I said I'm not here to cause any trouble, Just playing the role of helpful mentor today." He looked at Issei with a smirk.
"Especially for my favorite Red Dragon Emperor."
He spent the next hour giving surprisingly useful advice, how to better sync with their Sacred Gears, ways to control power output, and even a few advanced techniques none of them had considered. Even Kiba listened intently.
After he was done, Azazel stretched and grinned. "Well, that's all from me. Don't blow up the school while I'm gone."
With a wink, he disappeared in another flash of light. The group was left stunned but noticeably stronger for the visit.
Student Council Room
The chessboard lay forgotten on the small table, pieces scattered and untouched for the last twenty minutes.
Silas sat on the couch with Sona straddling his lap, her arms wrapped tightly around his neck as they kissed passionately. Her usual strict composure had completely melted away.
Her glasses were slightly askew, and her blouse was half-unbuttoned, revealing the elegant curve of her collarbones and the lace edge of her bra.
Sona kissed him with surprising hunger, her tongue sliding against his as soft, needy sounds escaped her throat. Her hips moved instinctively, grinding down against the growing bulge in his pants.
Silas's hands roamed her body, one sliding up her back, the other firmly gripping her ass through her skirt, squeezing and pulling her closer.
She broke the kiss for a moment, breathing heavily against his lips, her cheeks flushed a deep red.
"Silas…" she whispered, voice shaky with arousal. "We… we shouldn't be doing this here…"
But even as she said it, she leaned in again, kissing him deeper, her fingers threading through his hair.
Silas responded by sliding his hand under her skirt, palming her ass directly and pulling her even tighter against him.
"You're the one who called me here" he murmured between kisses, smirking against her lips. "Dragging me here just to play chess…"
Sona let out a soft, embarrassed moan as his fingers teased the edge of her panties. She rolled her hips again, pressing herself against his hardness, clearly losing the battle against her own desires.
"I just… wanted to be alone with you," she admitted breathlessly, kissing him again, slower this time, more sensual.
The quiet room was filled with the sounds of their heavy breathing and the soft rustle of clothes. Sona's body felt warm and soft against him, her usual cool demeanor replaced by open, eager affection.
Silas pulled back just enough to look at her flushed face, his hand still possessively gripping her ass.
"You're really wet already," he whispered, voice low and teasing.
Sona buried her face in his neck, embarrassed but not denying it, her hips still moving in small, needy circles against him.
"Don't say that out loud…"
Silas chuckled softly, kissing the side of her neck as his fingers continued their slow, teasing exploration under her skirt.
Back at the ORC
When Silas finally strolled in later, looking completely relaxed, Rias raised an eyebrow.
"Where were you?"
" Student Council "
" Doung what?" She ssked again.
"You know, just doing Student Council stuff," he replied with a shrug, sitting down on the couch like nothing happened.
Akeno smiled knowingly. Koneko stared at him with a pout. Asia tilted her head curiously. Silas just leaned back, stretching his arms.
"Anything interesting happen while I was gone?"
TO BE CONTINUED