Chapter 51: Rias: Don't Forget to Leave the Door Unlocked Tonight~ (Patreon)

"There are plenty of rooms upstairs, just pick whichever you like." With that simple sentence, Venelana got Hanakain Fubuki and the others settled in.

The perspective shifts to a bedroom on the second floor of the castle.

Hanakain Fubuki lay flat on his back on a massive super king-sized bed, easily forty square meters in area. Staring up at the opulently decorated ceiling, he couldn't help but fall into contemplation. Honestly, seeing the scale of the castle town from the train, he had initially thought the Underworld's production capabilities were still stuck in the human world's century before last. Now, however, it was clear he had thought too much. This place, the Underworld… perhaps it just looked like its productivity was lagging behind.

After all, if it were truly backward, one only needed to look at the Bloody Baron's estate in The Witcher 3 for reference. Although the common folk in his territory lived in thatched huts, the Baron's own home wasn't much better – still a thatched house, just somewhat larger.

Meow~

A cat's cry sounded. Hanakain Fubuki remained lying motionless, but a bulge appeared under the collar of his clothes. Then, a small black cat head emerged once more. With a couple of twists, its entire body slipped out from his clothing, and it came to sit on the young man's chest.

And then—

Poof!

Like the Transformation Jutsu from Naruto, amidst a sudden burst of smoke that dissipated just as quickly, the small black cat instantly transformed into a voluptuous and alluring cat girl clad in a loose-fitting kimono. She placed her hands on the young man's chest, her supple waist swaying gently.

"Mmm~ Big sister was about to burst, nya." As she spoke, she even curled her wrist, fingers loosely clenched, mimicking a cat licking its paw near her mouth.

The next second, the young man beneath her delivered a light slap to her rear through the thin kimono. "Alright, here's the question: Kuroka, if you change back now, what happens when Rias and the others push the door open later?"

"Hmm? Then I'll just change back again, nya?" Kuroka seemed unconcerned, continuing to rub against the young man's body as if she were a cat in heat seeking something to satisfy an itch. "It was obvious back in the waiting hall, wasn't it? Big sister's Senjutsu can completely hide my scent, nya. Even Shirone didn't notice me when she was standing right there."

"Well, though that little trick could be easily seen through if Shirone also used Senjutsu. A pity that child is still resisting the power of the Nekomata… Okay, okay, enough about that. Instead of talking, how about we get back to yesterday's fun activities? Unhuh?" Kuroka's hips swayed with increasing intensity, her two cat tails dancing alternately behind her in time with her movements. "The Gremory family provided such wonderful accommodations, wouldn't it be a waste not to make good use of them, nya?"

"Enough, don't even think about it right now…" Hanakain Fubuki flicked a finger lightly against the girl's forehead, looking exasperated. "Wait until tonight, at least. It's already almost noon now, we'll be having lunch soon. What if someone comes up to call us?"

"Then big sister will just change back, nya~" Kuroka blinked her large golden eyes innocently.

Hanakain Fubuki was left utterly speechless, wanting to curse but holding back. "...But the problem is, I can't instantly put my pants back on, and Kuroka, you can't instantly finish. So imagine this— Rias or Akeno pushes the door open later and sees me lying on the bed with my pants off, with a black cat panting away right on my crucial spot. My life would basically be over."

"Mmm~ I suppose that's true, nya?" Kuroka tapped her lip thoughtfully and realized he had a point. Immediately after, a small metaphorical lightbulb lit up above her head. "Then let's just make really loud noises to cover it up!"

Bestowing another slap on the girl's rear, Hanakain Fubuki silently rolled his eyes. "Which is why I said, change back for now. Wait until tonight to—"

Creeak—

Before he could finish, the room door was suddenly pushed open from the outside. Accompanied by the sound of the turning hinges, the red-haired girl's voice drifted in. "Fubuki, are you in there? I thought I heard you talking to some… eh?"

As if seeing something utterly inconceivable the moment the door opened, Rias stood frozen in the doorway, staring blankly at the young man lying flat on the huge bed inside, and the black cat sitting primly upon his chest. For a split second, she could have sworn she saw a cat-eared girl in a black kimono sitting intimately upon Fubuki. Did she imagine it? That shouldn't be possible, right?

Rias felt suddenly suspicious and paranoid, until the young man's voice broke the silence. "What's wrong, Rias? Not coming in?"

"Oh… oh." The red-haired girl snapped back to reality. Only then did she step into the room, letting the door close behind her, and came over to sit gently beside Hanakain Fubuki on the edge of the bed.

"Rias, where's your luggage?" Hanakain Fubuki asked first, puzzled.

"My… luggage?" Rias's mind was still preoccupied with the image she thought she'd glimpsed upon opening the door. She didn't immediately grasp his meaning, pausing for a moment before it dawned on her, causing a faint blush to creep onto her cheeks. "Idiot, what are you thinking? My luggage is obviously in my own room… This is my home, of course I have my own room here."

She added, stammering slightly, "B-besides, wanting to stay with me on the very first night here… what would my mother think?"

I suspect Aunt Venelana probably wouldn't think much of it at all… Hanakain Fubuki thought to himself. After all, she had already seen a video recording of her daughter lying in someone else's arms after the act; merely staying in the same room overnight would hardly compare.

"Meow~" At that moment, Kuroka, still sitting on Hanakain Fubuki's chest, let out a soft call.

Rias instinctively looked down at the sound, only to see the black cat on the young man's chest looking back up at her. For some reason, the cat's face seemed to convey a sense of gratified approval, as if thinking, 'This child is teachable.'

"...Your cat is very expressive, Fubuki."

"Indeed, she is," Hanakain Fubuki replied calmly, thinking internally, Not just expressive, extremely responsive too. Every time he touched or held her, she'd get all flushed… said her 'reputation' was starting up.

As if struck by another thought, Rias blushed again. She leaned down close to the young man's face by the bedside. Under the momentarily wide-eyed golden gaze of the black cat, Rias tucked the falling strands of red hair behind her ear, then met his lips with hers, covering them completely.

"I'm going to go talk with Mother for a while," she whispered against his lips. "I'll come back later tonight after they're asleep. Remember… don't lock the door."