The first rule of dealing with magic is: Expect your expectations to be exceeded. The second rule of magic was, there is always an underlying set of rules. Always. Without fail. A limitation of some kind. Guidelines that they must follow. Anything with rules had a weakness, a vulnerability or a loophole to exploit.
If nothing else, there had to be some kind of limit to power, as otherwise they would already be having an city-wide orgy. So yeah, they had to find a way to counter this, preferably before everyone decided home economics plus naked-apron is the best thing ever.
Case in point, they could see the archery club over there practising while wearing nothing but a breast guard.
"If I had the slightest doubt in my mind about the intentions behind this event, they would be utterly gone by now," Sona seethed. "Whatever pervert is responsible for this is due for some rather severe punishment."
"They are, but we must be cautious," Rias said. "To be able to do this, so quickly? They must be extremely powerful."
"It's not like you to be worried about that sort of thing."
"Who is worried?" Rias said. "One can be cautious without being worried."
“Oh, a lover’s quarrel? Will there be make-up sex?” Koneko asked, popping out of nowhere, quite literally as the girl’s face appeared between them. Her body followed a second later, once again revealing that she wasn’t wearing a stitch of clothing while playing the role of the unsmiling Cheshire cat.
As she said that, she raised both hands and groped one each of her fellow devil’s breasts. “I am sure Issei would like to watch that.”
Sona slapped Koneko's hand away. "Your Rook needs a touch more self control. Was she always predisposed to being a pervert? That might explain why she's given in so easily."
Koneko? Predisposed to perversion? Well... Ever since she'd gained an interest in Issei she had gone to quite a few lengths to try to get his attention. Sitting in his lap, slipping into a bath with him while wearing nothing but a towel, showing her breasts... and then there was the time she went into heat out of nowhere at the thought of other girls getting ahead of her.
"You know, the more I think about it, the more likely it seems that this world was already quite perverted..." Rias mused. "Perhaps what we're seeing is an overreaction of some sort? Like putting ice into a full glass of water, making it overflow."
"I'm not sure that I buy that," Sona said. Then a gust of wind blew by that just so happened to catch both of their skirts and flip them up in such a way that you could see pretty much everything. "I'm starting to come around to your hypothesis. And can we please put some clothes on your Rook?"
"I refuse," Koneko said, holding up her arms in an X formation. And that was the end of it. Even if they forced her into some clothes (and the two of them absolutely could do that), her ludicrous strength would make it impossible to keep her wearing them if she didn't want to.
"Oh, we're painting these girl's breasts red, we're painting these girl's breasts red.."
And all of a sudden Koneko had red paint smeared all over her chest while a group of girls were circling around them carrying paintbrushes and paint cans. Not exactly the most intimidating threat she'd ever faced, but the surreality of it did stay her hand for at least a moment.
"Pardon me, madame president, Miss Gremory," one of the girls said. "Can you please take off your tops so that we can paint your breasts red?"
For a moment there Sona actually moved to take her top off, until Rias grabbed her wrist. If she was being perfectly honest for a moment there Rias had thought that sounded like a reasonable request as well.
"Might we ask why you are painting breasts red?" Rias sweetly asked. No need to get threatening yet. Alas, she was met with blank stares. Genuine confusion.
"I... I'm not sure?" the girl said. "I mean, it felt like a good idea when we were doing it, but now that you mention it, that is kind of strange. Right?"
"There was a girl in a white rabbit suit who gave us the paint," another girl said. "Then we set about singing and painting. That's really weird, huh?"
"Which way did that the white rabbit go?" Sona asked. They all pointed in different directions. Of course. Sona threw her hands up in the air
“This is certainly tricky, I cannot remember that girl being so perverted.. but then perhaps she was the first one hit by this?” Rias questioned, trying to remember if she knew anything useful about the leader of the drama club. "I fear that chasing her is merely leading us around in circles."
"Right. If we let this effect linger on too long then we may succumb as well..." Sona grunted. Obviously quite annoyed at the idea that something like this could wear down her defenses. "The likeliest suspect is the biggest pervert around. You're sure your Pawn isn't responsible?"
"Quite certain," Rias said. Threateningly. "It's much more likely that it's the being pretending to be a succubus that he encountered recently."
Sona adjusted her glasses. "In that case, that's who we need to find... But it might not be her, which is the biggest problem. Unless we find the source, we're not going to get anywhere at all. We need to find the source of this magic, which means we need a soul trace."
A soul trace. Rias nodded in agreement. Her own thoughts were heading in that direction as well. With that kind of spell they could, in theory, track down the person responsible for an ongoing spell afflicting a particular individual. Unfortunately there are certain restrictions in place. Koneko - and all the other girls around them - were already fully under the spell, meaning that trying to use them to track down the culprit would lead them around another merry chase. The only way to use it effectively is to have it active <i>as someone was falling under the influence</i>.
"Have it ready. I shall lower my defenses shortly," Rias said.
"You're going along with that a little too quickly," Sona said, but she raised her hand up to Rias' abdomen anyway. "Rushing into danger without thinking. Isn't that against what you said earlier?"
"Kiss..." Koneko whispered. "Kiss. Kiss. Kiss. Kiss."
“I am soo giving you a spanking once this is fixed..” Rias grumbled to herself before sighing and closing her eyes. “And I know, but it cannot be helped. Let’s give this a shot."
It wasn't an easy thing for one of the Gremory family to give in to something. They're a proud Devil family, and for good reason. They're scary as hell. Lowering her mental defenses to facilitate capturing the person or being or group responsible for this outbreak of bizarre perversion... It went against her very nature.
Still, she went along with it, feeling a tingle of Sona's hand charged with magic watching for the moment where she succumbed. It was almost like going to sleep.
And then there was the sensation of someone taking off her top and starting to suck on one of her breasts. The sound of purring could be heard and immediately Rias knew just <i>who</i> had taken advantage of the distraction to have some perverted fun at her expense. In all honesty, she'd have preferred it be Issei...
Issei. Yes, he would help. She conjured up moments of their past together in her mind. Her sleeping naked in his bed to help him recover just after he had been killed by Raynare and she had turned him into a Devil. Then later, her trying to have sex with him so she could break off the engagement with Riser Phoenix. And then... all the other times, the near misses, the could have beens
It wasn’t helped that so many other women wanted to get into his pants. Not that she had any problem with polygamy or sharing, especially if her precious servants were involved. But it still made everything more complicated because everyone wanted to be the first one! Oh, at this point she just wanted Issei to stop holding back and start screwing her entire Peerage into submission.
And then... Her eyes snapped open. That was it. That was her purpose right now. Find Issei. Sex Issei. Then help him sex Koneko and Akeno and Asia and any other girl he wanted. The idea poured through her mind like water through a sieve.
As well as another thought. Had such a thing as a soul trace existed even five minutes ago, or had that spontaneously entered both Sona and Rias' head at the same time?
Well, it didn’t matter, the important question was how to show a certain kitty who was the boss here. The same girl that was staring up at her, lips still on her left nipple and sucking lazily on it.
“Well well, if it this isn’t quite the naughty kitty, how about I <i>discipline</i> you a little.” With these words, she grabbed the cat girl by the scruff of her neck, causing her nipple to slip out of her mouth with an audible pop. The surprised Koneko had no time to react, as she was laid on Rias knees and the buxom redhead started to.. Grope her ass.
“Kukuku.. to think I never quite appreciated this butt. big and bouncy, not to mention soft.. But perhaps it could use a bit more.. Color!” The sound of flesh hitting flesh echoed through the field they were occupying as Rias started to slap her Rook’s butt with obvious glee.
As for Sona, she was rolling her eyes and turning to look off into the distance. "Got her," she said triumphantly. Then, after a moment of thought, she added, "By the way, I suspect this person will interfere if you attempt anything with Issei. So we should probably deal with them first."
Because ultimately, Sona was an extremely solid tactician even in the worst moments. You may have heard that the best way to ensure a hard task is performed quickly is to get a lazy person to do it. Well, the best way to utterly wreck a person is by getting a horny Devil on their ass by implying they'll get in the way of nookie.
- Meanwhile, Eve is starting to get a bit worried about how off the wall the perversion is getting.
- Issei, Asia and Aika find the mysterious wooden cube.
- How are the other members of the Occult Club dealing with the situation?
- Sona tries very hard to keep Rias and Koneko on point. It's as hard as herding cats.
- Something else
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