Harem Daily Life in High School DxD

Since Asia, Yuuma, and Xenovia were all undergoing treatment, and Kuroba didn't want to disturb them, he decided to go find Rias and the others who were receiving a post-match debriefing.

As soon as the door opened, Azazel's disappointed voice rang out.

"You guys were too careless. You clearly had the advantage in every aspect, but the final result was so embarrassing. Do you know what the spectators thought of you? You didn't live up to your reputation. How can you tolerate this?"

Azazel spoke without holding back, leaving Kuroba frozen in place, seemingly caught in a dilemma.

However, Azazel had already caught a glimpse of Kuroba's presence out of the corner of his eye, and Kuroba couldn't tell whether Azazel's expression was one of laughter or anger.

"Oh, isn't this Lord Crimson Dragon Emperor? Has your blood been replenished? You look incredibly vigorous!"

Seeing the scene before him, a real teacher disciplining a student, Kuroba gave an awkward laugh.

He approached Azazel in a fawning manner and began to massage his shoulders.

"Oh... don't be so angry. We've made a lot of progress this time, haven't we? It's not just about the bad things."

"Stop it!"

Azazel, disregarding any personal feelings, slapped Black Feather on the head.

"I am now your teacher on cultivation. Your disgrace is equivalent to my disgrace. How can someone who is the student of the Fallen Angel Governor be so easily swindled that he is almost penniless?"

That being said, Azazel couldn't say anything more because of Kuroba's appearance and Rias's commendable performance.

She had no choice but to target Kuroba.

"Especially you, Kuroba!"

Azazel glanced at Rias and the others.

"You guys go out and rest first, your scapegoat has appeared."

Rias and the others looked at Kuroba with expressions of helplessness upon hearing this, and then walked away dejectedly.

Despite being a high-ranking demon, Rias still needs to be humble and learn from Azazel.

They anticipated criticism afterward, but they didn't expect the reaction to this tournament to be so intense; it seems the level of observation was even greater than anticipated.

They saw Rias and the others leave.

Azazel also stared intently at Black Feather with his phoenix eyes wide open.

"What can I say to you? You should feel the itch when a mosquito bites you, right? You didn't even notice when someone drained a huge bag of blood from you, and you're still trying to act all cool. This special training is supposed to focus on your physical fitness, so what happened to all the results of your training?"

Faced with Azazel's reprimand, Kuroba just kept smiling, which made Azazel lose his temper.

She reached out and pinched Kuroba's cheeks, pulling them forcefully to both sides.

"Laugh! You'll laugh yourself to death!"

Hearing the change in Azazel's tone, Kuroba knew that she had vented enough, and immediately seized the opportunity to hug Azazel.

"I'm still a patient, so please stop scolding me, okay?"

Feeling the strength of Black Feather's embrace, Azazel gave Black Feather a charmingly disdainful look.

"Who do you think you are as a patient? You can't even handle a little blood. It seems your training isn't enough. Go back and double it!"

Kuroba smiled wryly upon hearing this; they really weren't treating him like a human being.

"Sure, but I want to charge interest."

Since things had already come to this, Kuroba decided to give up and simply cupped Azazel's face in his hands and kissed him on the lips.

Faced with this familiar feeling, Azazel's eyes revealed a hint of disbelief.

She clearly didn't expect Kuroba to be so bold, did she?

However, Azazel did not refuse; after a brief moment of surprise, he began to respond enthusiastically.

It must be said that Azazel's response was enthusiastic, leaving Kuroba breathless and panting.

Just as he was about to continue, Azazel giggled and pushed Black Feather away.

"Want to do more? Dream on."

Kuroba didn't speak, but looked at her with a worried expression, then looked at himself.

Azazel naturally noticed the strange presence.

She chuckled, patted him, and then snuggled against Kuroba seductively, saying...

"Next, I need to have a meeting with Zeus, Odin, and Indra. Why don't you write a report saying that I need to help you resolve this first?"

Hearing the name from Azazel's mouth, Kuroba couldn't help but tremble.

Although I've only met Odin, I don't even need to think to know he must be a very famous person. Me, going to report him? I'd be asking for death!

Looking at the bitter face on Kuroba's face, Azazel felt that his smile was particularly radiant.

"Oh, so you've become the pitiful one?"

Kuroba looked at Azazel with resentment, without saying a word.

Seemingly realizing he had gone too far with his joke, Azazel gave Kuroba a conciliatory glare.

"I really admire you..."

After saying that, Azazel slowly squatted down, and soon after, Kuroba felt himself being enveloped in warmth.

Although Azazel wanted a quick victory, he only managed to resolve Blackfeather's problem when his cheeks ached.

She stood up, wiped the residue from the corner of her mouth, wiped it off with her fingers, put it in her mouth, and even deliberately sucked on the black feather a couple of times.

"Are you satisfied now? I really can't keep arguing with you like this. The next meeting is quite important. We still need to discuss how to deal with the Calamity Clan."

Black Feather naturally knew that Azazel was telling the truth, so he naturally wouldn't stop him, nor could he.

He pulled Azazel into his arms and kissed him.

"Then I'll wait until you come back to talk about it."

Hearing Kuroba's obvious words, Azazel revealed an alluring smile and gently stroked Kuroba's cheek with her finger.

"Come on, you're busy. Don't think I don't know, you little devil."

After saying that, Azazel swayed her hips and walked towards the door, blowing a kiss to Kuroba before leaving.

This left Kuroba speechless.

Those who know Azazel know she is a fallen angel, but those who don't might mistake her for a succubus. Every smile and gesture of hers is incredibly alluring, truly captivating.

Chapter 159 Who's Draining Whom?

Time is slipping away quietly, and August will soon be completely over.

This also means that the day Rias and the others leave is fast approaching.

The one who cherished this time the most was Vinylana. Every now and then, she would find something to teach Kuroba, and in private, she would unleash her passion in her room. Sometimes, she would even drag Rias into it, which made Rias both shy and tormented.

It is worth mentioning that Yuma recovered her health quickly after treatment, and as one of the people who unlocked her inner shackles, she also fulfilled her promise.

"Are you alright now?"

Kuroba looked at Yuuma in front of him and asked.

"Yeah, I'm fine now. I just took a full-force attack from myself, but I managed to hold on. Asia healed me quickly."

After entering Kuroba's room, Yuuma stood guard at the door, showing no intention of leaving.

This made Kuroba look at her with some surprise.

"Since you're already here, why don't you come in and sit down? What are you doing standing at the door?"

Looking at the composed Kuroba, Yuuma bit her lip and slowly walked towards him.

"You idiot, have you forgotten something?"

"Huh? What?"

Looking at the bewildered Kuroba, Yuuma felt as if all her shyness had been wasted.

So Kuroba forgot?

This made Yuuma look somewhat angry, and in her emotional state, she summoned a spear of light and pointed it directly at Kuroba.

"And now? Do you remember?"

With the spear of light pressed directly against his chest, Kuroba could no longer joke around.

He gave a helpless, bitter smile.

"Surely not? I was actually looking forward to being drained dry. Are you going to bleed me dry? No need for that. There might not even be anyone with my blood type in the underworld, Yuuma."

"You clearly remember, are you just teasing me?"

Upon hearing this, Yuma's face flushed red.

"I can't just tell you as soon as you arrive, can I? What if I misunderstand? That would be awkward."

Seeing Kuroba's surrendering expression, Yuuma snorted and put away the spear of light.

"You've misunderstood. I'm here to bleed you to death! An idiot like you would be better off dead than harming others!"

Seeing Yuma's annoyed expression, Kuroba knew she was being difficult, so he simply pulled her into his arms and hugged her tightly.

"Then kill me. Dying in your arms wouldn't be bad. It would be a proper ending. Didn't my rebirth begin in your arms?"

Yuma, who had been struggling, suddenly stiffened and looked up at Kuroba with a resentful expression.

That's a foul.

"I learned this from you; some things you just have to do by any means necessary."

Kuroba chuckled and, taking advantage of Yuuma's complaints, launched a surprise attack on her lips.

"Well……"

The long-lost yet familiar warm touch came over Yuuma, who was immediately unable to resist. Without much time to adapt, Yuuma quickly began to respond, and she even let out soft moans to express her inner pleasure.

The kiss was gentle yet powerful, as if conveying his possessiveness to Yuuma. Yuuma's hands trembled as she slowly placed them on Kuroba's shoulders, using all her strength to close the distance between them.

The moment their tongues touched, Kuroba felt Yuuma's body tense instantly, like a fully drawn bowstring, ready to burst forth at any moment. He took over Yuuma's mouth, controlling her breath, and their tongues explored each other in turn.

Yuuma felt his warmth and strength, as if leaving was impossible. She secretly gripped Kuroba's shirt, trying to close the distance between them as if she wanted to merge their bodies into one.