The Delinquent Queen & The Oppai Dragon 14
"And… 'Executive Y' is a trans-gender? A futa?"
"Wow Issei. I'm surprised you even remember her correctly. And no vulgar words in front of Asia!"
"Hell yeah I remember her! She… caught my attention…" He muttered sheepishly grinning to himself.
"Pervert." I tch'ed.
"I'm your brother you know"
"Damn it," I groaned as I once again realized that the worst pervert in the universe was my brother. The feeling of despair never gets old for me…
"And where did you find that Executive D? She had a large cleavage and huge oppa—"
"RRRHAAAAHHH!"
"NOOOOO! Yuril-san!"
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"Wow… to think that everything you've spoken to me is actually real… wait… Nee-san… didn't you say that you had a cane that could open a portal to anywhere in the universe and you used that peep on—"
I quickly slapped Issei hard on the cheek as he went flying off his bed and smashed into the window causing him to fall from the second floor. I whipped my head to see a horrified Asia as she clutched her heart as she stared at me with horror and betrayal.
"Ah… Asia-chan" I said secretly, sweating bullets at the back of my neck as I pulled up my best reassuring smile. "There was an evil spirit on Issei's cheek, so I had to slap him to abolish the evil spirit."
"…"
Please tell me that worked.
"Oh! I see Yuril-san! Oh, may God forgive me for making wrong, terrible assumptions about Yuril-san, my savior."
I could only sweatdrop and feel like a real, damned bastard for manipulating her like this. Her face was so freaking pure! You can't have a face like that! You can't!
Inside my head, a mini-me went on brawling as she begged for forgiveness from the sweet innocent nun.
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I stared at Asia and Issei as they both chatted to one another. And it reminded me I had much bigger things to worry about. I broke the plot that will sure as hell bring some bad consequences or good consequences to the reformed plot. Without their main healing bishop Rias' group would be placed into a serious disadvantage but… with Asia being human… that will bring some merits to me…
"Sooo… what now Nee-san?" Asked Issei who was all healed up.
"Now?" I parroted his words. "Well… you could go back to training."
Instead of snapping my fingers and causing the gravity around Issei to become stronger, I attached weights to his arms and legs. Yes. The weights were my handicap when I fought with those Fallen Angels and that Stray Devil. And they were heavy like Rock Lee's. But, for Issei, I gave him more lighter ones. However, it didn't mean that he wasn't going to be in great strain when he moved around.
"As for you… Hmmm." I puffed my cheeks as I pretended to think what to do with Asia. I had already planned what to do with her since at the age of three and even though most parts of the plans were modified… Well, it still turned out well. She uncomfortably squirmed around by my gaze as her cheeks turned beet red.
"Asia," I said, breaking out of my act.
"Y-yes Yuril-san?"
"Do you want to live with us?"
"..."
"..."
"EHHHH?"
I covered my ears just in time as the two seventeen year old teenagers screamed by the unexpected declaration.
"Y-Yuril-san… are you… can I… can I stay?"
"If you want to then sure."
"Nee-san! Are you sure about this?"
"More people will target Asia for her Sacred Gear and many will try to manipulate her to use her Sacred Gear. However, I could ensure her safety by letting her stick around with me. That is unless you mind"
"I-I don't mind Yuril-san."
"Nee-san! What about kaa-san and tou-san? What do we say to them?"
I grinned evilly before giving him a 'thumbs up' signal. "Don't worry little brother, I have a plan."
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"... So yeah. This is Asia Argento, a very good friend of mine and as you've seen the news the church she was staying in got blown up by a meteor so…" I gave a nervous chuckle at my parents. "... Please let her stay in this house with us"
"Of course! My lonely daughter has finally brought her first friend to our household, not to mention a cute girl—ACK!"
I sweatdropped as my mother sent an uppercut (oh why did I teach her self-defense?) straight to my father's chin. Then she sat down before sending a warm smile to Asia then focusing her eyes on me.
"Yuril-chan. I'm sorry but… I'm against the idea of bringing a stranger into our home…"
"Ignore your mother Yuril! For I acce—HRRK!"
Re-Taekwondo Fist Strike
CRITICAL (Oh why did I teach her Renewal-Taekwondo?)
My father once again faded into unconsciousness as his left flank was imprinted with a fist. My mother smiled sweetly (too sweetly) before continuing, but I was having none of that.
"As I was saying, I don't think—"
"Ahhh! I feel so depressed!"
I suddenly yelled, earning confused stares from everyone except for my dad who was slowly gaining back his senses. Asia looked like a child lost in a big supermarket for we were using Japanese to talk to each other, not in Italian.
"Eh? Yuril wh—"
"I feel so depressed just by thinking Asia isn't going to stay with me!"
"Nee-san! What are you—"
"I feel so depressed that I don't think I can cook anymore!"
Everybody but Asia froze at those dreaded words.
"N-NO! Yuril! You can't do this to us! This-this isn't fair!"
My mother suddenly looked horrified and grasped my hands as she pleaded desperately.
"Shit! Mom! Say yes! SAY YES! We can't afford to lose Nee-san cooking for us! This is a matter of life or death!"
My brother was also in panic as he desperately tried to convince our mother to permit Asia to be in our house. However, my father…
"Wahhh!"
Crying? Seriously?
"Please! My daughter, please have mercy!"
The family drama went on for three whole minutes as I kept on my "pouting attitude" until my mother finally accepted Asia Argento in our house. During this whole ordeal Asia kept giving me a fearful and a confused look.
"Don't worry Asia-chan…" I spoke in Italian. "... You'll know why they acted like that soon"
Then with a gray apron tied to my waist I rolled up my sleeves and got to work as my mother, father and Issei cheered for my fabulous cooking while Asia still looked flummoxed.
You'll know soon Asia… VERY soon…
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"Broccoli Soup, Carbonara Spaghetti with Camembert shark's fin with soy sauce, baked Rigatoni with Bechamel sauce, Boeuf Bourguignon, plain salad with sesame sauce… Bon Appétit!"
"THANK YOU YURIL-SAMA!"
"Th-thank you Yuril-kun." Said Asia timidly. Asia Argento had never seen such food in her life. She recognized pasta and the soup… but this was in a whole other league. The plating, the smell of the food, the color of it… it made her drool. Then she gave a quick prayer to her Lord to thank him for the delicious food and for having such a great friend. Then she placed the spoon, filled with soup into her mouth and… and…
For the second time in this day she believed herself to be in heaven. The richness in the soup, each particle of the soup was attacking her tongue viciously sending shivers down her spine. It was a spell of a wizard, it was a seductive act from a devil, it was the gift of angels, it was… it was…
"Huh? Where did my soup go?"
Asia stared into a blank shining bowl that was once filled with green soup. She frantically looked around to find it only to remember that she ate it with great gusto. This wasn't food. It is a disgrace to call this a food. This was something only a God would make, this was something a Devil would use to tempt her, this was… this was… art . Pure happiness bloomed inside Asia as she smiled deeply as she sighed contently. Maybe… maybe her ordeals had finished. Maybe God forgave her soul and sended Yuril and Issei-san to take care of her. Maybe… I don't think I need to run more… I think I found a home… I think… I think…
"Asia-chan what's wrong?"
Asia blinked before staring into the concerned look of Yuril. The woman who had saved her from the clutches of Fallen Angels with her brother Issei. The woman who took care of her and genuinely cared for her. The woman, who was her first friend… Her very first friend.
"Ahh… Ah?"
Her cheeks felt wet as Asia touched her face. Was she… crying? But… she only cried when it hurt so bad… when everything hurt so, so bad…
"It doesn't hurt…"
"Eh?"
"I'm… crying Yuril-san… and… it doesn't hurt… why… why does it feel good to cry?"
"Yare, yare, it's okay to cry Asia… sometimes people cry when they are happy… When one's emotions are too much for a person to bear, they cry Asia… and in your case I think you're crying because you're feeling happy… but for now, philosophical thoughts aside, just taste my meal would you? I would hate it not to be eaten… Here! Have some Carbona!"
A steaming plate of pasta was placed in front of Asia as she continued to cry. Thankfully she cried without a sound, so nobody managed to notice her tears except for Yuril who kept on talking with Asia, putting a smile on her tear stricken face. She began to taste the new food again only to find that it was heavenly as the soup. Now she knew the feeling. She finally understood why it didn't hurt even when she cried. She was feeling...
… I think I'm happy
For the first time in her life, since her banishment.