[83] The Rating Game

[83] The Rating Game

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Chapter 83: The Rating Game

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Now that we were left alone in the huge room, I sat on the couch placed by the glass walls. Mem-Cho took a seat beside me, letting out a sigh of relief.

“Finally alone, ah~ How do you deal with super strong people who can kill easily, Aqua?” She said as she stretched her arms. “Do you actually know a cure, though?”

“Yeah. I'll strike a deal with her about it. If it doesn't satisfy me, I won't give her the cure.” I was quite sure she'd do anything to satisfy me, however. From the way she was acting, she really wanted to live.

“Alright...” Mem-Cho looked outside and saw both groups gather. “Looks like the Game thing is starting. They're explaining the rules.”

A voice explained the game rules. It was a defense-type game. Both parties would be in their own castle, and they had to protect a Magic Core inside the castle. The one whose core is destroyed first would be considered the loser.

After the game began, the two peerages went to their castles. Then, silence ensued. From the looks of it, this was going to be a long game.

I waited for half an hour, watching the players do nothing but stay inside their castles through two large projections in the sky. I grew bored, so I ordered some room service. Once it appeared and we grabbed some popcorn, Mem looked at the side of my face.

“You're so weird. You were like a villain, the way you talked to her at the end.”

‘Hm? That was villainous to her?’ I tilted my head at her.

Ah, wait. I almost forgot. “On another note, Memmy, I didn't lie when I said I wanted to punish you.”

“....”

“What was that stupid stunt earlier?” I grabbed her by her waist and pulled her on my lap.

“What? Obviously, I was mad at you for being a playboy prick.” She frowned.

When she saw me frown back at her, not a tinge of amusement present in my gaze, she gulped.

Her pupils shook as she looked away from my eyes. “Well... ah, I was angry, and...”

“You were angry?” I stared into her eyes. “Hah... Mem-Cho, you think you can get away with anything just because I treat you well?”

Mem-Cho was looking awkward, and a little scared, but still not guilty. That made me frown. I was over the little trick she played, enough that I forgot about it, but I couldn't let this slide. At this rate, she'd think she could do anything to me.

“Why did you do it?”

“I was... helping you? That's right. Since y-you said you wanted to have all three of us anyway, I decided to speed things up for you...”

Naturally, it was a lie. Otherwise, she'd have said so from the get-go.

I sighed. I grabbed her face and tightened my grip on her jaw. She looked at me with surprised eyes. She had rarely seen me in a bad mood; the only times she did was when I trained her in magic. Perhaps she wasn't expecting me to be rude to her outside that.

I let go of her face. Then I spanked her.

“Wha...”

I spanked the other side of her ass as her eyes trembled. She didn't blush at the hits because these weren't love spanks; they were genuinely painful since I put strength behind them.

I was initially planning to slap her, but that’d be going too far. I wasn't mad at her, but Quetzalcoatl, after all.

Still, a little punishment was necessary.

“I want you to understand that this is not that big of a deal—it's not harmful to me, so I'm letting you off easy. But still, I trusted you not to do something silly like that. You broke that trust. So I feel sour.”

Tears formed in the corner of her eyes as she glared at me, feeling pain in her ass.

“Don’t glare at your Master.”

She quickly looked to the side.

“Stupid girl. Now get on your knees. You know what to do. Let me order some more food while you're at it.” I patted her head and pushed her to her knees, between my legs, as she glared at my crotch.

She might have really cried if I slapped her in the face. Luckily, I had changed my mind at the last second.

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Mem-Cho started sucking my dick, and I watched the projection of the battle in the background. It finally started at one point and was a close fight, with neither party gaining any advantage. I wondered how long it would take before someone made a big move.

One after another, they were overwhelmed, unable to stand against the sheer might of Rias’s signature ability. In mere moments, Riser’s peerage was reduced to nothing, leaving Riser himself the sole focus of their assault.

Even Ravel Phenex was not spared. Koneko used her deadly precision to dismantle her with pink lasers, reducing her to mere particles of light.

Riser stood frozen, a mix of shock and anger in his eyes. The battle had unfolded too rapidly for him to intervene effectively. His attempts to aid his allies had backfired, and Rias’s swift decimation of his team left him blinking. He watched, helpless, as his forces crumbled before him.

‘It's not over yet...’ Riser thought, trying to regain his composure. He noticed Rias, exhausted and barely standing with Akeno’s support. The toll of her powerful attacks was evident.

‘But Ravel... How did they...?’ Riser's mind raced, piecing together the events he had missed. Despite Ravel's regenerative abilities, she had been taken down. Since she was behind him and out of his sight, he didn’t manage to see what they used to take her out. ‘No matter, with Rias weakened, victory is within my grasp.’

In desperation, Riser raised his hand, unleashing a torrent of fire towards Rias. Kiba intervened, his sword clashing against the fiery onslaught.

“Damn it!” Riser cursed, frustrated by the interference. As he prepared another attack, Koneko stepped forward, a soft pink glow radiating from her fingertips, hinting at the power she was about to unleash.

“This ends now, Riser,” she stated, her voice soft yet resounding with authority.

Riser, blinded by arrogance, laughed off her challenge. The only person worth challenging him here was Rias, with her Power of Destruction. What could this Yokai do? "A mere kitten challenging the Phoenix? I'm almost amused. Can’t wait to see that haughty face of yours moaning my name tonight."

With that, he embraced his power, his body igniting in golden flames, as if he was on the verge of turning into a Phoenix. This would enhance his regeneration and also provide him a form of defense.

Undeterred, Koneko activated her new martial arts technique.

“Dancing Dew of the Morning Lotus,” she whispered, as pink lasers, precise and powerful, shot from her fingertips.

“...?!”

Riser attempted to dodge, but Koneko's accuracy was unbelievable, her technique swift and relentless. The lasers struck him repeatedly, each beam inflicting damage that even his regenerative abilities couldn't immediately heal.

"I-Impossible!" he gasped, his arrogance now replaced by disbelief.

He tried to evade again, his movements a blur of fiery gold. However, each of Koneko's lasers was a pinpoint of destruction. The first few shots grazed him, leaving searing marks that startled him.

"What is this sorcery?!" he gasped, his usual arrogance shaken by the pink lasers that seemed to nullify his regenerative abilities. No, soon he realized he was still healing, but just at a very slower pace – that put him to ease a little.

‘Yes... I just have to end her fast before she can do any serious injury.’ Riser thought, but his enemies could predict his next actions.

So Rias seized the moment and surged forward, using the bit of power she had recovered. "Like a peacock flaunting its feathers, your overconfidence only reveals your true weakness. Except you are not even a peacock, you mindless chicken." she declared, unleashing a series of potent energy blasts.

Riser has to fight on two fronts now, as he countered with a barrage of fireballs. Rias’ attacks didn’t do permanent damage, but it hurt—Phenex clan members were trained to endure pain, but it still hurt.

The air sizzled as demonic energy and pink Qi clashed with phoenix fire, reverting shockwaves throughout the arena.

Koneko dodged the inferno balls, as Kiba helped her block some others. She danced through the chaos, her [Dancing Dew] a whirlwind of deadly grace.

She fired a volley of lasers, each one a streak of luminescent pink that sought Riser with unyielding intent.

“No! Die! All of you die!” Riser, his pride wounded, roared in defiance, summoning a protective mantle of flames.

But Koneko, supported by Rias, found gaps in his defense. Her lasers pierced through, each strike diminishing Riser's once-overwhelming aura.

Kiba and Akeno converged to support Koneko, keeping Riser on the defensive. Akeno’s lightning and Kiba’s swordplay created a symphony of attack, preventing Riser from countering Koneko’s relentless assault.

Riser grew desperate and unleashed his phoenix flames in all directions, a foolish last-ditch effort to turn the tide. But the combined might of Rias’s peerage was overwhelming.

Koneko was unbothered and continued her barrage of pink lasers. Each laser she fired further weakened Riser, his once-mighty aura flickering and fading.

“Ugh! No, t-this can't be!” At one point, Koneko managed to target his heart and brain, consequently one after another.

Riser finally stumbled. Weak and defeated, the arena erupted in a frenzy of cheers. Koneko stood at the forefront, her breathless demeanor belying the pivotal role she had played in their victory.

Yes, victory.

“We won!”

Rias cheered as she pulled Koneko in a tight embrace. “We won! It's all thanks to you, Koneko!”

The crowd was silent as it happened, still registering the display of power. Then cheers echoed through the audience as Rias’s peerage regrouped, joining into a hug.

They had won. Koneko won them victory with the use of Aqua’s technique.

Rias was free. She was unbound from her stupid marriage — she won!

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