"DXD: Infinite Loot System"Chapter 276: Making Friends with You
For her first kiss, Ravel dove in headfirst—and surfaced only when she was breathless and dizzy, her cheeks painted with a dreamy blush. The taste lingered, sweet and electric, and suddenly it all made sense: no wonder her wicked Onii-sama spent every night tangled up with Rias-neesama and Yubelluna. If a kiss felt this good, what about everything that came after…?
"Again… just one more, Onii-sama…"
She lay curled in Tenra's arms, voice soft and pleading.
"Ravel, that's the fifth time already."
Tenra's lips twitched, exasperation mixing with a helpless smile.
"I want more, Onii-sama…"
There was no resisting her—not now, not ever. Ravel was utterly lost, and Tenra, for all his supposed self-control, could never refuse his little sister's requests. So he indulged her, again and again, until the shy awkwardness faded into hungry passion, until neither of them could count the kisses, until Ravel lay limp and satisfied, her breath coming slow and deep.
They rested together for a long while. When Ravel finally stirred, Tenra brushed the hair from her face and spoke gently:
"Ravel, you really scared Kunou earlier. When we go out, I want you to greet her properly—and from now on, treat her kindly."
Ravel huffed, lifting her chin in classic tsundere defiance. "That little fox looks like she's never had a friend in her life. She's pitiful, really. But since you asked, Onii-sama, I'll be nice to her."
Tenra couldn't help but chuckle. If he hadn't dragged Ravel to the human world, she'd be just as lonely—and now, having found her own circle of friends, she was eager to play the role of benevolent elder. He let it slide, straightened their clothes, and led Ravel out into the hall.
"Ravel-chan, are you alright?"
"Did Tenra bully you? Tell us, and we'll get revenge for you!"
"Ravel-sama…"
The girls swarmed her, voices overlapping in a chorus of concern. Ravel's face burned red, but her heart swelled with gratitude. She reassured them quickly—she was fine, really. Only then did the tension in the room dissolve, though Rias and Akeno gave Tenra a pair of looks that promised future interrogation.
Ravel spotted Kunou standing shyly by the wall and marched over.
"Hey, little fox!"
Kunou shrank back, clutching Tenra's sleeve. "Y-yes?"
"I'm Ravel Phoenix. Onii-sama's real little sister." Ravel squared her shoulders, trying to sound aloof. "Let's get something straight—I'm not doing this because I want to. Onii-sama asked me, so I'll… reluctantly… be your friend."
Her chin was high, her pride intact, but anyone watching could see the truth: Ravel wanted this as much as Kunou did. Kunou blinked, mouth opening to reply, but Koneko cut in, voice flat and sharp:
"No need. Kunou's already my friend. She doesn't need you, 'Fried Chicken Princess.'"
She looped an arm around Kunou, face impassive, words biting.
"Fried Chicken Princess?! I'm a noble Phoenix, you rotten cat!"
Ravel bristled, grabbing Kunou's other arm. "And this little fox is supposed to be my friend! Let go of her!"
"Kunou is my friend."
"She's mine!"
"Let go, crude Fried Chicken Princess."
"Crude? You insufferable, unreasonable cat!"
Kunou was yanked back and forth, her head spinning as Ravel and Koneko bickered with the intensity only close friends could muster. And yet, somewhere in the chaos, Kunou felt something new—a sense of belonging, a warmth she'd never known.
So this is what friendship feels like… I want more of this.
That night, Maru, Bürent, and even Tenra and Akeno pitched in to cook a feast worthy of celebration. When everyone raised their glasses to welcome Kunou, her cheeks glowed, and her smile was brighter than any star.
Later, in Ravel's room, two small heads peeked out from under the covers.
"Ravel-chan, thank you for letting me sleep here tonight."
"Hmph. I'm only letting you stay because you'd be lonely by yourself. Tomorrow, you're sleeping in your own room."
"I know, Ravel-chan."
"By the way, what about Koneko-chan? Does she have her own room?"
"That cat sleeps with her sister every night."
"Sister?"
"Her name's Kuroka. Used to be in the Khaos Brigade—totally ruthless. Don't get close to her, or you'll pick up bad habits."
"Oh…"
They whispered in the dark, trading secrets and stories—an experience new to both of them.
Suddenly, Kunou's fox ears twitched. "Ravel-chan, do you hear something weird? From the next room?"
"Sound? What sound?"
Ravel's hearing wasn't as sharp as Kunou's, but she was still a devil. She listened—and her face went crimson.
That shameless, wicked Onii-sama!
"What's wrong, Ravel-chan?"
"N-nothing. Just some noise. Ignore it."
"Noise?"
"It's… not something kids should worry about. You'll understand when you're older."
Kunou was still puzzled, but she trusted Ravel and let it go. The two girls snuggled deeper into the blankets, voices dropping to sleepy whispers.
Meanwhile, in the next room—
Shreds of clothing littered the floor. The air was thick with the sound of girls' voices—soft, sharp, rising and falling, pleasure and protest tangled together.
Rias, Akeno, Irina, Xenovia, Aisha, Yubelluna, Tosca, Mirana, Xuelan, Isabella, Nel, Li, Raynare, Mittelt, Kalawarna—all of them gathered for Tenra's homecoming celebration.
It was debauchery, pure and simple—a scene so shameless it would make even a devil blush.
"N-no more… Bad Tenra, I can't…"
Irina's voice trembled, her twin tails a mess, her eyes glazed with exhaustion.
Tenra stroked her cheek, lips curled in a wicked smile. "Trust me, Irina. You've got more left in you."
And with that, he claimed her again, as the room echoed with the sounds of surrender and ecstasy.
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