"Uuuwaa…"
A certain blond nun moaned softly as she wriggled around. It was so soft and cozy. Warm and comforting too. Was this how heaven felt like? Was this her reward for completing her ordeal?
"Haahhhh… Thank you so much god."
"Yare, yare, I'm hurt Asia-chan. I believe Issei and I were the one who helped you…"
Asia's eyes widened by the familiar voice and the familiar catchphrase and bolted straight up.
"Ah! Y-Yuril-san!"
"Good afternoon sister. How are you doing?"
"I-I'm good… Yuril-san… wh-what happened?"
"Hmm? Don't you remember?"
"Ah… ahh…"
Then the memories came. From the part when she managed to escape the church to the part when she cried out for help for God, Issei and Yuril then blacking out. Then the feelings came. The feeling of pure helplessness of when they abused her, the sadness of when she learned she was helping murderers, her tears when they threatened to kill Issei and Yuril, her cries of help when no help came, those feelings all crashed into Asia as she abruptly burst into tears with uncontrollable sobs and whimpers as she dug her face into the jade color jacket that Yuril was wearing.
"Yare, yare… Let it out Asia, let it all out…"
"*sob* Yuril-san I-I *sob*, Wahhh, Waaahhhh!"
"Shhh… It's all good now… It's all good now…"
"*sniffle* I was, *sob* I was so scared… I prayed to God… he… answered my call… *sob* you came… *sniffle* Yuril-san and Issei-san came..."
"I know, I know"
"Thank you, thank you, thank you "
"... It's okay…"
After seven minutes, I managed to calm the little crybaby down. Then I had to spend the next thirty minutes explaining what happened starting from when she was whisked away to Issei and my epic battle between the kidnappers and what the world actually is to Sacred Gears to devils owning Kuoh. It was a lot of information to take in for somebody who must've gone through a lot but she managed. But she didn't manage to accept properly the meteor part.
"Eh? So… so Yuril-san sent a shooting star to the church?"
I nodded before showing her my laptop of the big news on the screen showing the meteor crashing into the church.
Thankfully nobody was hurt because it was an abandoned church but people are still searching for injured people just in case…
Asia nodded as if she understood what happened but… I doubt she did.
"Ehh… what was I forgetting… Oh right! I have to talk with Issei!" I gently placed my hands on Asia's shoulders giving her an assured smile. "Wait here for a bit, Asia-chan," I said, giving her a warm smile. "I'll be ri—"
A small hand grabbed onto my jade jacket which was my Robe of the Sage in disguise. I raised an eyebrow as Asia's body shook in fear.
"I'm… I'm sorry Yuril-san…" She whimpered. "B-but p-p-please… don't… go…"
I smiled sadly at the nun who had gone through a lot. Even though her sad history was incomparable to other anime characters, I couldn't help but pity the small, frightened child. I hugged her as tears once more, streaked down her face as she gladly accepted my warm embrace.
Poor child…
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"NEE-SANNN!" Screamed Issei as he grabbed my collar and shook me up and down, left to right, with such speed and strength that made me greatly impressed. "WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME YOU HAD… YOU HAD YOUR OWN PEERAGE?!"
I rubbed the bridges of my eyes as I sighed with Asia right next to as she tried her best to calm down my perverted little brother.
Currently, I have told Issei, all of the truth, again. I had told him how I found the three executives he had encountered today, and the reason why they refused anybody to step their foot in the territory, near the church (meteor strike). I had told him their names, their alphabets and their abilities and the more I spoke the more pissed Issei got. But… I technically did tell Issei the truth more than once.
"First of all Issei," I said, taking his hands off my collar as he glared at my face. "They are my executives, not my peerage. Second of all… I told you the truth more than once. You chose not to believe me."
"Hah?!" Growled Issei sarcastically. "Oh, of course you did!" He spat.
"I did Issei, don't you remember what I told you when I was at the age of six?"
"Ha! All of those shitty stories about… about…" Issei suddenly stopped working as his brain shot up to overdrive as his brain slowly rebooted itself. "Holy shit… Nee-san! You were telling the truth all along?!"
I smirked at him. When we were at the age of six, I told the tales of my followers as I named them Executive 'A to Z'. He used to love the stories I told him as I gave him the literal facts of what their abilities were and how I managed to recruit every. Single. Damn. One. Of. Them. Heck, I even talked about the ones that I recently recruited, just a few months ago about Executive S and Executive E. He just chose not to believe me, but at least he still enjoyed listening to my "made-up" stories, even as a highschool kid.
If there was something I didn't tell about him… that would probably be about the fact that I was actually reborn in a world where this universe is considered a fictional reality. Other than that… well… there is one follower that I purposely did not mention to Issei because she was my currently, most powerful follower and has a very secretive past that needs to be kept secret from the world in order for me to rule it.
And there is the secret of the plan that I was plotting behind everyone's back…
But, yeah. Other than those three big things, I never kept anything away from Issei. Even though it may seem cheap to Issei and the others beyond the fourth wall, I still believe that I haven't committed any sins... except… for the three things I kept from him of course.
"WAIT! So there is really a guy named 'Executive B'?! He exists?!"
"Yes Issei, he does exist"
"And he has his own personal harem?!"
"Last time I checked, he had two members in his harem."
"Could you introduce me to him? I need to properly learn how to become a harem king from a man who already owns a—"
BOINK
"AHHHHHH!"
"I SAID, DO NOT SPEAK THAT IN FRONT OF ASIA-CHAN!"
"I'M SORRY!"
"YURIL-SAN! DON'T KILL ISSEI-SAN!"