601: Issei's Confession 1

Issei's Confession 1

Jirokichi was happy with his work and gave him a bonus.

Yuuki was more than happy to receive that money and went back after he had taken them back to their home.

"We're home," Yuuki, Ranko, and Yukana said while entering the house.

Tsugumi didn't go back with him since she went back together with Chitoge.

"Welcome back," Utaha, Shouko, and Rossweisse answered. Three of them didn't watch the match directly but they saw the live record on the television.

They talked to him about the thing that happened earlier and thought that it was amazing.

Yuuki didn't stay too long and went to his room together with his girlfriends. He needed to let out his steam with them in his bedroom since tonight was a bit too much for him. He wasn't sure but he felt that the day would become more troublesome later.

They did it for a few hours until they decided to take a rest.

Yuuki was looking at the ceiling.

"What's wrong?" Utaha asked.

"Nothing, it's just that there is a lot of things happening," Yuuki said and didn't expect him to be hugged.

"I'm here," Utaha said while placing his head on her breasts.

"Yeah, thank you," Yuuki felt grateful that he had met her, "I love you."

"I love you too," Utaha said.

Both of them slept soundly tonight.

---

The next day.

Yuuki went to the Kuoh Academy since he had promised Akeno to come here since there was a school festival in this school. He was coming together with Kuroka since she also wanted to play in too.

He knew that the level of beauty in this school was quite high and he could see a lot of beautiful girls in this place.

"Yuuki, how are you coming here?"

Yuuki turned and smiled, "Sona."

"Are you also coming to the school festival?" Sona asked. She was quite surprised when she heard he had come to her school.

"Yes," Yuuki nodded and asked, "Are you busy? Or can you stay with us?" He didn't know about this place and thought it was better to have someone to guide them. He could come to the Occult Research Club later and susprised Rias and her peerage later.

"Sure," Sona nodded.

They started to walk touring around the school. They had become a center of attention since the students in this school were surprised to see their school president, Sona, coming directly and guiding two of them around this school.

Kuroka didn't wear her usual black kimono but normal clothes. She was a bit hesitant at first but decided to try it and had gotten quite happy with it.

"Your school festival is really good," Yuuki praised.

"Thank you, I also want to visit your school festival," Sona said.

"It's okay but you should try to avoid our school president," Yuuki said.

"Why?" Sona asked curiously.

"His school president is a pervert, nyaa," Kuroka said.

"...."

Sona was speechless and said, "How is she perverted?"

Yuuki told her the thing that Uomi had done to him thought he told her that she was very responsible and very nice, though she was a bit quirky.

Sona felt curious about his school and asked, "When is your school festival?"

"It should be in the early winter," Yuuki remembered that his school festival would be held during an early winter session. He knew that it would be the last year of both Uomi and Yukari. He thought to make this school festival special since this was the last year that he could spend with both of them in the school.

They tried a lot of things in this Kuoh School Festival from a crepe stall, kendo dojo, ghost house, and a lot of things until they decided the most special place.

Yuuki was walking until he realized something, "There isn't any male student on this way."

Sona adjusted her glasses and nodded, "Yes, Occult Research Club has limited the guest to female only."

Yuuki probably understood since it would be troublesome to have a male student as a guest with such beautiful girls around. He knew that there would be chaos or something there and it was better to limit it to only a female student.

However, he was a special case and could enter this place easily.

"I will go back now and I still have a job," Sona said when she guided him to the place.

Yuuki didn't force her to stay and said, "Thank you."

"Thank you nyaa," Kuroka said.

Sona nodded and suddenly asked, "Yuuki..."

"Hmm?" Yuuki looked at her.

Sona didn't answer him immediately and gathered her thoughts. She took a deep breath and said, "Can you help me to train my peerage?" She looked at him and added, "I won't do it for free, I will give you some reward when you have helped me to become a fighting partner for a day."

"Can you tell me why? I'm sure that Azazel is more than happy to help you," Yuuki said.

Sona adjusted her glasses and said, "I have asked Azazel-sensei and he has helped me to make a good artificial sacred gear for my peerage."

"Wow, isn't that good?" Yuuki said.

"But still, that isn't enough, when I saw the match between Rias and Sairaorg, especially both Koneko and Akeno, both of them have outclassed anyone in my peerage," Sona was very hesitant to ask for his help but she decided to ask since asking was free whether he accepted it or not it was a different matter.

Yuuki thought for a while and said, "Alright, but you must help me with something."

"Oh, you need my help?" Sona suddenly became interested.

Yuuki nodded, "Help me to promote my match."

"Match?" Sona titled her head.

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Yuuki and Kuroka entered the Occult Research Club.

"Welcom..."

Akeno was stunned and hurriedly hugged him, "Yuuki!"

"Where is my 'welcome home'?" Yuuki asked with a teasing smile.

"Welcome home, dear, do you want to take a bath, dinner, or me?" Akeno said with a teasing smile. 1

"You devil," Yuuki felt that this girl was really an enchantress.

"Kuroka-nee-sama, you're here?" Koneko was surprised and she was even more surprised when she saw her big sister wearing different clothes.

"Shirone nyaa!" Kuroka hugged her, "You're very cute."

"O - Onee-sama, don't hug me in this place..." Koneko was very shy but she was also happy at the same time.

"Alright, please welcome, let me guide you to your table," Akeno said and pulled both Yuuki and Kuroka to their table.

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