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I followed her into the school grounds, some students milling around which made me raise an eyebrow. Why the fuck were students at school in a Saturday? Were they masochists?
Inevitably, my attempts at looking at them like they were the freaks were thwarted once people noticed me following the girl.
"Huh? Who's that guy?"
"Why's he following Koneko-chan? Is he a teacher?"
"He's smoking…"
"Eek! Is he glaring at us!?"
I was, indeed, glaring at them. In turn, I could feel a dozen glares from some other direction. Turning my head, I could see a group of students, boys and girls, glaring at me.
"He should get away from Koneko-chan."
"He looks like bad news, doesn't he?"
"I will kill him! Kill him!"
"Rip him to shreds!"
…Concerning, especially since that last part wasn't even a hushed whisper, they just yelled that.
I looked at the girl (which was named Koneko, apparently) and tried to see if she had anything to say about such outward violent threats.
Judging by E.E, not a single reaction on her face. Not even a twitch of the eyes.
Concerning.
Still, in absolute defiance of common proper manners, I kept smoking undeterred in a school space.
After much following, I was taken in front of yet another lavishly built two-story school building (the existence of which elicited no harsh opinions on rich assholes whatsoever) that looked a bit worn out, located quite a bit far from the main lavishly built school building for assholes.
No, I was not sour. Stop asking.
Koneko acknowledged me for the first time since she began leading me here.
"You can't enter there while smoking."
I frowned, but even I had limits to the extent I was going to argue with a teenage girl. I took one last drag from the cigarette to finish it, then took it out of my lips to toss it aside.
…The girl's glare hardened. Fine.
I rolled my eyes and simply stored the cigarette in my pocket for later disposal AKA: as soon as she wasn't looking.
Seemingly satisfied, Koneko opened the door to the building. Before I stepped in, I threw the cigarette stub aside on the ground, in protest against schools built for rich assholes.
Inside looked a bit unkempt, frankly. Not messy, but clearly unused, with thin layers of dust coating all of the floor and walls. It looked like a normal, if a bit antiquated, school building.
Koneko silently led me up the stairs, then into a hallway with numerous doors by the side, probably leading to classrooms.
At the end of the hallway, rested a black door, much cleaner than the rest of the place. Koneko simply knocked once.
"Enter, please," said a voice that wasn't Rias'.
Koneko opened the door and inside was… a lounge?
There were couches surrounding a small table and a large desk by the front of the room.
The floor was covered in a probably very expensive red carpet, and the walls were covered in paintings that looked prime for decorating walls for rich assholes.
It was a very opulent living room, kind of.
Sitting in one of the couches, was the flying girl from yesterday, the one with black hair.
"Ara~, until you finally decided to come, Daniel-kun. We were starting to worry here."
I would've put some focus on her or what she was saying, but sadly for her, there was something distracting me.
There was a shower in this fucking lounge, for some godforsaken reason. By the side, with the only thing dividing the shower and everything else being a long curtain that did a very poor job of covering what was happening on the other side.
Even with an effective curtain there, it would've been for naught, for Eyes Everywhere was always active and that fucking shower was within range.
And inside was Rias. Showering. For some fucking reason.
Granted, it was good eye-candy. Very good eye-candy actually. And sure, she was undeniably attractive, but I wasn't no fucking moron.
No one invited someone over and then mistakenly showered in their lounge-shower by accident.
Were… were these attempts at seduction? Was she hoping I fell under servitude by thinking with my dick?
Were the circumstances different, I would've fell for it hook, line and sinker, but that wasn't the case now. I was a big man with big ambitions, after all.
I promptly decided to ignore whatever was happening there (which was hard since E.E was always active and I had to endure the horrible fate of ogling an attractive wet naked woman) and instead answered the ponytail girl.
"Well, I didn't really want to come here, but your owner kind of insisted."
I made no attempt to side-step the 'slave' conversation. Also, I couldn't help but gaze with my eyes to the side.
"Could I know why she decided this was a great moment to take a shower? In her inexplicable lounge-shower, no less."
The ponytail girl chuckled amused at my query.
"She just thought you'd take a bit longer to get here. I must say though, you've cleaned up after yourself since yesterday. You look quite dashing."
I believed no words from her, but grunted in affirmation anyway. Not wanting to stand in line of sight of the shower, I stepped in further and took a seat in one of the couches, taking off my backpack and leaving it on the floor.
In a moment, the ponytail girl stood up and served me a cup of tea, the liquid gently pouring out of a very expensive looking teapot.
…I should've considered robbing this place before I skipped town.
"Please," said the ponytail girl, presenting the cup with a firmly stuck smile on her face. "The President will be done in a moment."
I took the cup and simply drank the tea. It had been a long, long time since I last had a cup of tea, and I was honestly missing it.
To my surprise, the tea was quite good.
"It's pretty good," I said off-handedly, taking another sip.
"Thank you," she answered, still smiling.
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