DxD 0093: Satan Leviathan

When Sona finally got her bearings back together, she chided Serafall, “Onee-sama, even if you’re family, this kind of attire is unacceptable in the school. I am the student council president and I have to set an example.”

The first person who was confused by Sona was Abaddon, ‘Isn’t the school’s uniform already inappropriate… In all honesty, Serafall’s current costume seems more conservative if anything…’ Abaddon didn’t say anything since he knew better than to interrupt Sona when she was having one of her stuck-up rule-abiding president episodes.

“You’re soo mean~☆” Serafall made an expression of puppy eyes and started pestering Sona.

“Is she always like this?” Abaddon asked Rias.

“Only when it comes to Sona.” Rias chuckled.

“Literally all devil kings are eccentric to a large extent…” Abaddon commented.

“Comes with the power, I guess.” Rias shrugged.

‘Come to think of it, I think it’s more about having immense power but not enough political control. It probably messes up their psyche and they act that way as a coping mechanism… The old man really keeps a tight leash on the underworld, and none of them can do anything in front of him…’ Abaddon mused inwardly.

“I’ve had enough of this! I’m leaving. Do whatever you want!” Sona’s eyes were filled with tears as she ran away from the gym after shouting at Serafall.

“Sona!☆” Serafall wasn’t far off as she followed after Sona.

“That’s a surprise. I didn’t think anyone could win against Sona when she gets into her stuck-up mode and starts enforcing rules.” Abaddon blinked a few times in surprise.

“Her big sister has that effect on her. Why do you think she followed me here? She wanted to escape her sister.” Rias chuckled.

“Weird family dynamics… Then again, I’m one to talk.” Abaddon commented before thinking something, “I’ll go after them. Sona is probably going to need some mental support…” Abaddon told Rias as he cast a teleportation circle.

“We’ll meet back home after school?” Rias asked.

“Totally.” Abaddon agreed as he walked through the circle and disappeared.

…

As Sona was running away from Serafall, she suddenly collided with something that appeared in front of her. She was about to turn and keep running, but she felt a familiar pair of arms wrap around her torso and heard Abaddon whisper, “Calm down.”

“I’ll be borrowing your sister for a while, Serafall,” Abaddon said to Serafall who was still approaching Sona.

“Nooo~” She shouted as she saw Abaddon and Sona disappearing inside a magic circle.

[I’ll tell you which class Sona is in. You can see her study for the second half of the day.] Abaddon’s telepathic transmission finally got Serafall off of their back as he disappeared. He knew he couldn’t actually ditch a Maou with his strength, so he had to resort to a deal.

They both appeared in a relatively discrete closet in the school. It was one of the typical lovers’ rendezvous spots of the school. Kuoh had a suspiciously large number of such spots considering that it was an all-girl school two years ago.

“Serafall’s gone, Sona,” Abaddon said.

“Mm…” Sona said nothing and buried her face in Abaddon’s neck. He could feel that her tears had already dried up, though she was still sobbing lightly.

“I don’t think she did anything that bad. What affected you so much?” Abaddon asked her while rubbing her back.

Sona didn’t respond for a few minutes and Abaddon didn’t push her either. They spent their time hugging in comfortable silence.

“I didn’t mean to blow up… It’s just that she always overwhelms me, you know?” She said after wiping her eyes.

“Sairaorg spent the entire day annoying the fuck out of me. As annoying as it was, I don’t think it was malicious in any way…” Abaddon was trying to relate to Sona.

“I know. She loves me a lot. I do too, she’s my big sister, of course, I love her. It’s just that her overenthusiastic nature messes me up at times…” Sona said.

“When I get annoyed with Sairaorg, I just beat him up, but you don’t really have that option…” Abaddon told her.

“No shit…” She said, “Just let me stay like this for a while until I calm down. At least she doesn’t know what classroom I’m in…” She mumbled and Abaddon froze.

“Yeah, about that…” He said, “I may have told her that I’ll give her your classroom so that she would leave us be for now.”

Abruptly, Sona pulled back from the hug and looked at him with wide, accusatory, and slightly horrified eyes, “What?!”

“She would’ve followed you to your classroom anyway.” Abaddon smiled awkwardly and backed away, though Sona’s arms that were wrapped around his waist tightened, keeping him in place.

“Don’t even think about going anywhere. Or else I’m telling my sister about all of your shenanigans here.” She threatened and Abaddon froze.

“Ahem… If you can convince her to share our bed and have a threesome with you and me, I’m down for the initial pain that she will subject me to.” He said truthfully, only for Sona to punch him in the chest.

Before he could say anything, she cast a teleportation circle and disappeared.

Abaddon smiled amusedly and whistled as he walked out of the closet, surprising a couple that was about to enter the room, they hadn’t seen anyone entering after the previous couple left.

By now, the break was over and Abaddon had to return to his classroom.

‘Fuck that…’ He decided to save himself from the annoyance that was his brother and decided to enjoy Sona’s misery instead.

Getting closer to Sona’s classroom, he could hear Serafall’s cutesy high-pitched voice, “You go, my So-tan!☆” Abaddon could already imagine the pompoms in Serafall’s hands as she acted as a cheerleader for Sona.

When he entered the classroom, he saw the fathers in the room taking pictures of Serafall instead of their own children as the older sister performed a wildly erotic cheerleading show for Sona who was trembling with a red face. Her expression was a mix of embarrassment and anger.

He decided to stand by the door and lean against the frame to enjoy Serafall’s sexy show and Sona’s cute reactions to that sexy and erotic show.

As for the photographs that were being taken, Abaddon cast a spell that fried all the electronics in the classroom in a manner that made any data recovery impossible. He didn’t want Serafall to get annoyed. No matter how casual she seemed, she was still a Satan.

“What the hell?!” “Huh?!” “Noo!”

Multiple exclaims happened at the same time as all electronics in the room were fried.

At that moment, Serafall’s gaze momentarily came to Abaddon as she gave him a cute wink, to which he just smiled back.

She then continued her show while Abaddon enjoyed Sona’s increasing embarrassment.

After an hour passed, he decided to move to Rias and Akeno’s classroom where the other Satan was present along with the Gremony Family Head.

Just as he was about to enter their classroom, he was ambushed by a burly arm that grabbed him in a chokehold.

“Damnit, Sairaorg!” Abaddon grabbed Sairaorg’s arm and flexed his muscles before flipping him over his shoulder.

Sairaorg landed stably on his feet despite being flipped over, “You just disappeared. I even had a song and dance show planned to cheer you on.” He said with an insufferable smile.

“I will teleport you into space again if you don’t cut it out.” Abaddon threatened as Sairaorg’s eyes widened.

“You wouldn’t!” He said with a horrified tone. Sairaorg couldn’t teleport back since he had no access to Demonic energy. He could only rely on his physical body to become as strong as possible.

“Try me.” Abaddon challenged.

“Tsk…” Sairaorg could only give up, “Are you going to Rias’ classroom?” He asked, changing the topic.

“Yep,” Abaddon said and opened the door to the classroom that was right beside them. Sairaorg had ambushed him right in front of Akeno and Rias’ classroom.

Just as the door opened, a frustrated voice was heard, “Please stop it, Father!” Rias begged her father to stop recording her.

Abaddon saw the scene and almost felt jealous, “Tsk, she got off easy…”

“Right?!” He heard an affirming voice from beside him and saw that Sirzechs had somehow appeared behind him, standing right beside Sairaorg, “I told Father that we should do something extra for my little sister.”

“You’re the reason this fucker had the idea to mess with me today aren’t you?” Abaddon accused Sirzechs and gestured toward Sairaorg.

Sirzechs said in a righteous voice, “Siblings should show their appreciation for each other.”

Abaddon’s eye twitched, “I show enough appreciation to your sister’s body whenever I want.” His words made a baleful aura rise from Sirzechs.

“One more word and I’ll blast you with such a potent concentration of basic Destruction energy that it will make your Black Destruction look like weak static energy.” He threatened.

Abaddon coughed and looked to the side, “Damn bro, you can take revenge on me by going after Sairaorg just as I took your sister. No need to blast me.” He couldn’t help himself from making another shitty quippy remark.

“Nii-san!” Sairaorg’s punch followed just as Abaddon’s words finished.

Abaddon barely cast a magic circle as Sairaorg’s punch was stopped less than an inch before his face.

With a cracking sound, Abaddon jumped back as Sirzechs’ punch came not long after.

“Come on guys, let’s talk.” Abaddon raised his hands as a Satan and a Devil with Ultimate-class physical strength stared at him as if he’d stolen their women.