DW DXD Chapter 90 Dinner, Fight, Love (Patreon)

Dining Room, Lakeside Hyoudou Mansion

The long oak table was filled with plates stacked high, steam rising from freshly cooked dishes such as Miki’s premium steaks, Tamamo’s seasoned rice, and Miya’s delicate side dishes. The air was thick with the savory aroma of a feast and the boisterous sounds of a family enjoying themselves.

Levy took a bite and froze. “…Oh wow… this is incredible…”

Gajeel, already halfway through his plate, grunted. “…Yeah… not bad.”

“Not bad?!” Levy snapped. “This is amazing!”

“…Tch.”

“THIS IS AMAZING!!” Uzume shouted, stuffing her face.

"I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again," Mirajane said, dabbing her lips with a napkin after a bite of steak. "The cooking in this house is truly heavenly. You three outdid yourselves."

Erza nodded seriously. “…This is worthy of high praise.”

Matsu adjusted her glasses while eating. “…The flavor balance is exceptional… I need more.”

Yashima beamed. “So good!”

Akitsu nodded. “…It is very delicious.”

Gorou chuckled as he ate. “You three outdid yourselves again.”

Miki smiled warmly. “I’m glad everyone likes it.”

"Mikon! Only the best for our Darling, family and our guests," Tamamo chirped, her tails swaying rhythmically behind her chair.

"We are simply glad you are enjoying it," Miya added with a graceful bow of her head.

Issei leaned back slightly, satisfied. “Man… I missed this.”

Yuuka smirked. “You mean you missed being fed properly.”

“Hey!”

Sakura happily swung her legs as she ate. “This is yummy! Mama Tamamo, Mama Miya, GrandMa Miki, thank you!”

Tamamo smiled brightly. “Anything for you, my little one.”

Miya gently patted her head. “…Eat slowly.”

As the initial hunger was sated, Yuuka leaned back, her sharp eyes moving between the two new arrivals. "So, let’s get down to it. Erza, Mira-chan... we know you didn't just walk all this way for the food. Why are you here?"

Mirajane blinked. “Ara~ straight to the point.”

Erza’s posture went rigid, and her face took on a shade of scarlet that matched her hair. "I am here because I wish to spend more time with Issei. I want to... to perform couple activities! Like walking through the park, sharing a picnic... or perhaps..." Her voice trailed off as her imagination veered into territories involving less armor and more skin.

"Ooooh~ couple activities, huh?" Uzume teased with a wicked grin, nudging Matsu. "Is that what they’re calling 'it' these days?"

"Oh, I can think of several 'activities' that require a very high amount of activity." Matsu added, her eyes gleaming behind her glasses as she scribbled in a notebook.

Erza choked. “T-That is not what I meant!”

Karasuba snorted. “…It definitely is.”

Issei choked on his water, coughing into his hand. "Matsu, Uzume! I doubt that’s what Erza meant!"

Sakura looked up from her mashed potatoes, her eyes wide. "Does that mean Erza-san is going to be one of my new mamas?"

The room went silent for a heartbeat and later several girls giggled.

“She jumped straight to that!” Uzume laughed.

Yashima nodded. “Agreed.”

“…M-Mama?!” Erza looked like she was about to faint from the heat in her cheeks, while Mirajane’s friendly smile twitched, a flash of genuine jealousy crossing her eyes as she glanced at Erza.

Levy, meanwhile, dropped her fork. "Wait… WHAT?!” She looked between everyone. “…Since when was this a thing?! Issei, just how many girls are you getting?"

"My point exactly," Mirajane interrupted, turning to the other women at the table. Her voice was sweet, but her eyes were searching. "I’ve been wondering... why? Why do you all allow Erza to join when Issei already has all of you? Don't you feel... restricted?"

Erza leaned in, her embarrassment momentarily replaced by a deep need to understand the answer. “…I would also like to know.”

The girls glanced at each other. A silent understanding passed between them.

Yuuka was the one who sighed, figuring that it was up to her to explain, picking up a glass of juice. "Figures.” She started, looking at Issei, "we decided a long time ago to let Issei follow his honest desires. He has this ridiculous, over-the-top dream of becoming a Harem King."

"Harem King?" Erza and Mira blurted out in unison, staring at Issei as if seeing him for the first time.

Issei rubbed the back of his head, looking everywhere but at them. "Yeah... uh… that."

Yuuka raised an eyebrow. “Funny how you didn’t mention that to them.”

Miya looked at him. “…Why have you not?”

“…I don’t know?” Issei shrugged. “I’ve been busy.”

Misuki nodded. “…That is true.”

"Busy?" Uzume teased him with a grin. "Or is it because you find us so perfect and sexy that you forgot to look elsewhere?"

Issei's face turned bright red, but he nodded firmly and then glanced at the girls. "I mean, look at you girls! You're incredible and perfect. Beautiful, strong, perfect..sexy. Honestly I’ve been pretty content.”

Several of the girls smiled softly.

Tamamo giggled. “Ara~ how sweet.”

Yashima grinned. “He said we’re perfect!”

Uzume leaned back. “We already knew that.”

“Though… I wouldn’t mind more.”  He added with a perverted smile and eyes.

Yuuka sighed. “…Of course you wouldn’t.”

"If I meet someone else I truly love, and they love me back... I’m not going to lie to myself or them. I’d want them with us." Issei shrugged.

Yuuka turned back to Erza and Mirajane. "The second reason being is that we aren't hypocrites. We found our happiness with him, so why should we stop others? As long as he's honest with us, and as long as the new girl has our approval... We welcome them. And for the record, both of you have our approval."

Mirajane’s heart skipped a beat. Her face flushed as she realized her hidden crush wasn't hidden at all. “…You… knew?”

Uzume grinned. “Oh yeah.”

Matsu adjusted her glasses. “…Your behavioral patterns were obvious.”

 Erza, meanwhile, let out a breath she’d been holding. "I... I am truly grateful for this chance," she said solemnly.

Levy looked completely overwhelmed. “…This is insane…”

Gajeel, who had been ignored the entire time, shoved a whole piece of bread into his mouth. "Who cares? More food for me."

Issei looked at Yuuka, confused. "Wait, I get why Erza has permission, but why are you saying Mirajane has it? She doesn't like me like that, we're just friends."

A collective sigh went around the table.

"Issei," Yuuka said, her voice dripping with exasperation. "You are a complete idiot."

"Hey!" Issei protested.

The table erupted into laughter.

Miya sighed softly. “…He truly is.”

Tamamo giggled. “Mikon~ hopeless.”

Issei groaned. “…What did I do?!”

Mirajane looked away slightly, blushing. ‘He really didn’t notice…’

Issei cleared his throat, trying to regain control of the room. "Right! Well! Moving on! I actually had an idea I wanted to discuss." He looked around the table, his expression becoming more serious. "We’ve been in Fiore for a while now. And... it’s about time we head back home."

The mood shifted instantly. While his family understood, the Fairy Tail mages looked horrified.

Levy frowned. “…Wait—what?”

Totomaru crossed his arms. “…You’re leaving?”

"Home?" Erza asked, her voice tight. "But... you are home. You're part of the guild!"

"We're travelers, Erza," Issei explained gently. "We came here for a vacation, and we stayed because we loved it... but we have responsibilities back where we come from."

Yuuka sighed. “We stayed longer because we liked it here.”

Yashima smiled. “Fairy Tail is fun!”

Tamamo nodded. “But we cannot stay forever.”

“WHAT ABOUT ME AND KUROMARU!!” Ruby yelled with wide eyes.

“Don’t worry, Ruby-oneechan. You're both coming with us.” Sakura answered not even giving an option for her and Kuromaru to stay.

"No!" Mirajane blurted out, her composure breaking. "You can't leave! Not yet!” 

Issei scratched his cheek. “…We’re not leaving yet.”

“But you will,” Mirajane pressed.

“…Yeah.”

Erza clenched her fists. “…That is unacceptable.”

Issei blinked. “…Huh?”

“You cannot simply leave!” Erza said firmly.

Mirajane nodded and paused.But then her eyes lit up with an idea. “If you leave now, you'll miss the Harvest Festival! And the Fantasia Parade!"

Sakura’s ears perked up. "A festival with parades? What’s that?”

Erza jumped on the opportunity. "It is the greatest celebration in Magnolia! There are games, food stalls, and entertainment. There is even the 'Miss Fairy Tail' contest—the winner gets 500,000 jewels! And it ends with Fantasia Parade, where we all use our magic to create a parade of lights and wonders! It's only three weeks away!"

Sakura looked at Issei with giant, pleading, sparkling eyes. "PAPA!! I WANNA SEE IT!! Papa... please!? Can we see the festival and parade? PLEASE!!"

Issei groaned, defeated by the combined power of his daughter’s pout, Erza and Mirajane’s intensity. "Alright, alright! I promise. We’ll stay until the festival is over."

“Yes!!” Sakura cheered.

The relief in the room was palpable. Issei smiled, looking at his wives and then at Erza and Mira. “And we’re not disappearing forever.”

They blinked. “Really.”

Issei nodded with a smile. “We can come back whenever and visiting isn’t hard. We would have returned and no time would pass.”

Mirajane smiled softly. “…That’s good to hear…”

Issei leaned back. “…Anyway that leads into my actual idea. Before we even think about leaving, I want to spend some real, quality time with all of you.” 

“You already are,” Karasuba said.

“Not like this,” Issei shook his head. “I mean… individually, I want to take each of you on a personal date through Magnolia. One-on-one."

Uzume grinned. “Oh~ now we’re talking!”

Yashima clapped. “Dates!”

Miya nodded. “…That is acceptable.”

Tamamo smiled. “Mikon~ how romantic.”

Akitsu could be seen nodding happily also wanting to spend quality time with Issei.

He turned his gaze to Erza. "And that includes you, Erza. I want to learn more about you."

Erza looked like she was about to ascend to heaven. "A... date? With me?"

Mirajane hesitated. “…Does that include me?”

Issei opened his mouth. “…Why would—” But then he stopped as he saw the look on Mirajane’s face, a mixture of longing and embarrassment. The gears in his head finally turned. The blushes, the way she dragged Erza here, the way she looked at him... "Oh. Oh."

Mira hid her face behind her hands, while the other girls giggled.

Yuuka smirked. “Finally.”

Issei then turned to Mirajane, noting the way she was biting her lip. "Well... if you're okay with it, Mirajane... I'd like to take you on one, too."

Mirajane’s eyes lit up with a brilliant, joyful light. "I... yes! I would love that, Issei-kun!"

Issei rubbed his neck, a small blush appearing on his own face. "Great. Well... later, I’m gonna need some advice then. Erza, Mira, would you mind helping me plan where to take the other girls? You know the town better than anyone."

"It would be my absolute honor!" Erza declared, slamming her fist over her heart.

"I have a whole list of romantic spots," Mira chirped, her demonic side momentarily replaced by a pure-hearted matchmaker. "We'll make sure every date is perfect, Issei!"

With the tension broken and a new plan in place, the banquet continued, filled with laughter, the clinking of glasses, and the bright, hopeful spark of new beginnings.

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The afternoon sun hung high over the Lakeside Hyoudou Mansion, casting long, sharp shadows across the grass where the air had begun to shimmer with a dangerous, rising heat, killing intent, and excitement. Issei stood centered, his weight low in a classic boxing stance, the emerald jewel of the Boosted Gear pulsing with power. Opposite of him, stood Karasuba, who held her nodachi with a terrifying, effortless grace as the long blade pointed steadily towards his throat.

"The tension is thick enough to cut with a knife," Matsu chirped, her eyes wide behind her glasses as she adjusted a scanning device.

“He’s different,” Miya noted, her arms crossed over her chest, her expression uncharacteristically serious. “His stance is narrower, his center of gravity more stable.”

"Now that I have a close look at Issei during a fight, you're right, he's really different now," Yuuka noted, her grip tightening on the railing of the porch. Her eyes didn't leave Issei. "Before we went to Fiore, he was terrified of her mood swings. He’s gotten so much more confident.”

Tamamo swished her tails, a confident smirk on her lips. "Our Darling has grown quite the set of fangs. Between the various battles and that reckless training with Natsu, he’s finally acting like the dragon he’s becoming."

In the guest section, Levy’s face was pale. "Is this... really just going to be a spar? That woman’s bloodlust is terrifying! Issei’s going to get hurt!"

"Don't be so sure, Levy," Erza said, her voice steady and full of professional respect. She crossed her arms, her gaze locked on the two combatants. "I have clashed with Karasuba, and I have seen Issei’s Scale Mail in action. Right now, both of them possess a level of power that exceeds my own.”

Gajeel grunted, his eyes narrowing. "Tch. Let's see if the gear-boy can actually back up that scent he's carrying."

Totomaru, watched in grim silence. “The pressure... it’s like being back in the presence of Master Jose, but sharper. More focused.”

Karasuba’s lips curled into a thin, predatory line, becoming jagged and feral. "Don't disappoint me, Issei. I’ve waited all through lunch for this. Use that red armor and fire. I want you at your absolute strongest."

(BOOST!)

Issei let out a short, cheeky huff, shifting his lead foot. "I don't know, Karasuba. You might have to force my hand if you want me to take this seriously. I'm not the pushover I was a few months ago.”

(Show her the fruits of your labor, Partner!)

A heavy silence followed, then Karasuba’s smile turned vicious as it promised beautiful carnage. Her bloodlust erupted, and a physical chill swept across the field. "I can certainly arrange that."

BOOM.

The ground where Karasuba stood shattered as she vanished. In the same heartbeat, Issei spun on his heel, his instincts screaming. He then threw a heavy left hook, the nodachi met the Boosted Gear in a shower of sparks that scorched the grass. The shockwave rippled outward, causing Kuromaru to let out a low roar and the trees at the edge of the pasture to bend as if hit by a gale.

“He blocked it!” Uzume shouted, pumping a fist. “He actually caught her opening strike!”

Issei’s eyes burned with a green light, a toothy grin splitting his face as he pushed back against the blade. “Like I said, Karasuba...you're going to have to force me to take this seriously.”

"We shall see!" Karasuba hissed, her blade becoming a silver blur. She unleashed a flurry of wild, overhead swings, each one aimed at a vital point. But Issei moved and ducked without issue, his head slipping under a horizontal slash that took the tops off the nearby grass, his gauntlet constantly parrying the steel with deafening clangs.

But then Karasuba came in low as her blade swept toward Issei’s legs. Issei responded by jumping away from the incoming attack aimed at his legs but she was already above him.“Got you.” Her blade dropped.

BOOM!!

Issei crossed his arms, Boosted Gear blocking the strike as the impact drove him into the ground, cracking the earth beneath him. “Ghh—!”

“Don’t let your guard down!” Karasuba shouted, pressing harder.

They moved across the yard like two lightning bolts. Whenever the blade whistled toward his body, Issei blocked and whenever he tried to create distance, Karasuba pounced like a panther, forcing him back into the meat-grinder of her reach.

"I... I can't see them anymore," Miki whispered, her hands over her mouth. Gorou and Misuki nodded solemnly, their eyes strained, seeing only flashes of red and silver.

"I'm barely keeping up," Yuuka admitted, her eyes darting frantically.

“Karasuba isn't playing around,” Uzume said, her playful demeanor gone. “Look at those angles. Every single one of those swings is a killing blow.”

"But Ashikabi-sama is matching her!" Yashima cheered. "Look!"

Issei ducked a thrust that would have taken his ear off and surged forward. Issei felt the heat rising in his blood. “Time to turn it up! Ddraig, Sherri!”

(Right! Let’s show her your fire!)

“I’ll make sure to regulate and control your magic to make sure you don’t burn out.”

(BOOST!!)

"REINFORCEMENT!" His muscles bulged as green lines exploded across his limbs and then he later released the orange-red flames of his Dragon Slayer magic.

“Whoa!!” Uzume cheered. “That was awesome!”

Yashima pumped her fist. “Ashikabi-sama is pushing her back!”

Yuuka narrowed her eyes. “He’s really going all out…”

Matsu adjusted her glasses, eyes gleaming at the scanner. “His energy output is increasing… How fascinating.”

Tamamo smiled warmly, though her gaze was sharp. “Ara~ but Karasuba hasn’t gotten serious yet either.”

Karasuba’s eyes lit up at the sight and power coming off of her Ashikabi. "That’s more like it!" She then coated her blade in a dark, shimmering Sword Intent, making the air around the steel begin to scream as it became sharp enough to cut the atmosphere itself.

"BLAZING DRAGON UPPERCUT!" Issei roared, his fist spiraling upward in a pillar of concentrated fire.

Karasuba didn't dodge, instead she brought her nodachi down in a vertical Heavy Fallen Slash. The collision created a massive shockwave that carved a crater three meters wide into the backyard, throwing dirt and sod into the air. 

As they were blown apart by the pressure, Issei took a deep breath, his chest expanding. "FIRE DRAGON’S ROAR!"

A torrent of white-hot flames erupted toward Karasuba. But Karasuba didn't flinch as she later stepped up into the fire, her blade mirroring the technique she’d seen Miya use, she spun her blade in a perfect vertical line, her Sword Intent literally cleaving the fire in half, letting the heat pass harmlessly around her. She later charged through the smoke, her nodachi leveled in a lethal thrust.

CLANG!

But as Issei’s instincts screamed, he quickly slammed the Boosted Gear forward and caught the blade between his fingers. The metal shrieked against the red plating. He then pulled her in, his right fist ignited. "Gotcha!"

“Not quite!” Karasuba countered.

Both moved at the same time. Issei threw a flaming right hook, but Karasuba, refusing to be outdone, released her left hand from the hilt and balled it into a fist.

SMACK.

Both hits landed simultaneously. Issei’s head snapped back from her punch, and Karasuba’s cheek bruised instantly from his flaming strike. Before he could recover, Karasuba pulled herself forward using her stuck blade and slammed her forehead into his in a brutal headbutt.

"Gah!" Issei stumbled back and saw stars, his grip on the blade loosening.

(BOOST!!)

The call from the Boosted Gear made the air heavier.

Mirajane blinked. “His power… it’s climbing again…”

Erza nodded. “That ability… it amplifies him continuously.”

Totomaru frowned. “Honestly ridiculous and unfair.”

Karasuba didn't waste the opening as she rained down a sequence of blinding slashes. But Issei quickly recovered and dodged, his upper body bobbing and dipping through a flurry of silver arcs that sheared the air inches from his skin.. He then countered with a rapid-fire succession of flaming jabs and low kicks, forcing Karasuba to skip backwards before he performed a low sweep with a flaming kick that blew Karasuba away.

Karasuba now with some distance, swung her blade in wide arcs, sending crescent-shaped sword beams that whistled through the air. Issei met them head-on, throwing "fists of flame" that detonated the beams mid-air in a series of orange explosions.

(EXPLOSION!!)

Feeling the build up of Boost, Issei decided to gather all his energy into a single point. "DRAGON SHOT!" Issei fired a concentrated blast of red energy from his palm, Karasuba responded by gathering more magic and energy into a single swing and then released the concentrated power. As both attacks landed it caused an explosion that blinded everyone in a flash.

As the smoke cleared, both stood panting, blood trickling from the cuts on Issei’s arm, legs and torso and a long tear in Karasuba’s kimono with bruises and burn marks that covered her body. The backyard was a ruin of scorched earth and sliced trees, but their eyes, one pair brown and the other glowing green, showed they were only just getting started as the static in the air reached a fever pitch.

“You’re actually making me sweat, Issei!” Karasuba shouted, her excitement reaching a fever pitch. “More! Give me more!”

Issei watched Karasuba through the heat haze of his own flickering flames. He took a deep, grounding breath, and the very air around him began to vibrate with a low hum.

"You wanted my best, Karasuba?" Issei’s voice dropped an octave, resonating with a metallic edge. "Here it is. BALANCE BREAKER!"

The emerald gem on his hand let out a blinding pulse. Crimson light exploded from the gauntlet, racing up his arm and encasing his torso, legs, and head in jagged, red dragon-scale plating. From his back, two massive, leathery wings unfurled, shedding embers. As the transformation completed, his aura detonated as red dragon-slaying flames licked off every joint of the armor, turning the backyard into a furnace.

Karasuba didn't recoil; she leaned into the heat, her expression twisting into one of pure, ecstatic mania. "Yes... that's it! That's the monster I fell for!"

She abandoned her poised stance, her body becoming a fluid shadow. She moved with such predatory speed that six after-images appeared around Issei simultaneously.

CLANG! CLANG! SHREEE!

Her nodachi became a silver blur, striking Issei’s neck, joints, and chest with relentless precision. Sparks flew in sheets, but the blade skipped off the enchanted armor without leaving so much as a scratch.

Karasuba leaped back, her chest heaving, a wild grin still plastered on her face. "Sturdy... far sturdier than I thought. It’s like hitting a mountain made of diamonds."

Issei shifted his weight, the armor hissing as it moved. "What’s wrong, Karasuba? Want me to take it off so you can actually reach me?" He asked cheekily.

"Don't you dare!" She hissed, her bloodlust manifesting as a dark mist. "If I cannot cut the scales of a dragon, then I am not worthy of being strong. I'll prove I can cut you!"

She reached deep into her Tama, calling upon the magic arts she had observed and learned from Totomaru. Her blade was suddenly consumed by Cursed Black Flames, the edges of the steel turning an abyssal, light-eating void.

Totomaru, seeing what Karasuba just did and how intense her flames were, became shocked. "She... she perfected the execution of my black flames!"

"Crescent Execution!" She swung the nodachi in a wide, violent arc. A massive crescent moon of black fire surged forward, a wave of pure destruction that threatened to bisect the Issei.

"Whoa!" Issei’s instincts screamed with danger and even Sherri alerted him of the incoming danger, his wings snapped shut and then flared out, propelling him into the sky just as the black flame carved a trench into the earth where he had stood.

Karasuba didn't let up. She began firing rapid-fire beams of black fire toward the sky. Issei danced through the air, performing tight aerial rolls and dives, the heat of the black flames singeing the air around him.

"BOOST! BOOST! BOOST! BOOST! BOOST!"

"Too slow!" Issei roared. With five times his power surging through his thrusters, he vanished from the sky.

Karasuba’s eyes went wide. She sensed a sudden, overwhelming pressure behind her and spun to slash, but Issei was already there. He swatted her sword arm with a force that sent her nodachi spinning across the grass. Before she could recover, he tackled her, pinning her shoulders to the earth.

The crimson armor vanished in a shimmer of red light, leaving Issei in his shredded shirt, looming over her. 

“I WIN! Remember what you told me when I beat you.” Issei says with a smile. The adrenaline of the fight shifted instantly into a different kind of intensity. He then leaned down and crushed his lips against hers in a deep, searing kiss.

Karasuba stiffened for a fraction of a second before her Sekirei instincts took over. She melted into his body, her arms wrapping tightly around his neck as she submitted to the raw power of her Ashikabi. She hooked her long legs around his waist, pulling him flush against her, grinding her body into his with a desperate, hungry energy as she pushed her tongue and mixed silva with her love.

The silence that followed the fight was broken only by the sound of the two combatants' heavy breathing and the crackle of burning grass.

"M-Mikon..." Tamamo whispered, her tails twitching in a mix of awe and burning jealousy. "Darling is being... very assertive today."

Erza and Mirajane stood frozen, their faces varying shades of scarlet. Erza’s hand was halfway to her heart, her eyes wide as she witnessed the raw intimacy. Beside them, Akitsu, Uzume, Matsu, Yashima, and even Misuki watched with a shared, simmering envy that made the air feel heavy.

"Is... is this how all your spars end?" Levy stammered, covering her eyes with her hands but peeking through her fingers.

Ruby hovered nearby, looking like she wanted to hide behind a tree. “This is so embarrassing…”

"That is so unfair!" Yuuka shouted, her face turning a volcanic red. "I mean, Issei! Out in the open?! In front of guests?!"

Miki and Gorou exchanged a panicked look. "Right! Sakura, honey, let's go look at the... uh... the new rhinos again!" Miki said, spinning the confused child around. 

“Eh?! But Papa—!” Sakura protested.

Gorou coughed awkwardly. “Yeah, let’s… give them space.”

Gajeel and Totomaru followed them quickly, both looking deeply uncomfortable with the sudden shift from a death match to the very public display of affection.

Suddenly, a shadow fell over the entangled couple, Issei shirt was seen ripped and Karasuba’s short black Kimono was pulled down as her breasts were exposed and Issei’s right hand was placed on them.

Miya stood over them, her face obscured by a terrifying Hannya Mask aura. She didn't say a word at first, but the temperature around them dropped forty degrees.

"Ara, ara..." Miya’s voice was like cracking ice. "It seems some people have forgotten their manners. There is a time and a place for such... vigorous bonding, Issei-kun. And doing so while guests are watching and Sakura is within earshot is unacceptable."

With a swift, practiced motion, she swung her bokken on both their heads and then grabbed Issei by the back of his collar and Karasuba by her kimono, hauling them apart as if they were unruly kittens.

“Back to the mansion. Now. Both of you need a cold shower and a long lecture on household etiquettes.

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Living Room, Lakeside Hyoudou Mansion

The air in the living room was still thick with the lingering chill of Miya’s stare and smile. Issei and Karasuba remained in a stiff seiza position on the floor, their knees likely screaming, though Karasuba simply looked bored. Finally, Miya exhaled, the terrifying Hannya aura vanishing as she tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear.

“…Do you understand,” Miya said softly, her voice calm in a way that made everyone else nervous. “Why what you did was inappropriate?”

Issei nodded rapidly. “Yes, absolutely, completely, one hundred percent understood!”

Karasuba shrugged. “Not really.”

“Karasuba,” Miya said without raising her voice.

“…I understand,” Karasuba corrected instantly.

"You may stand," Miya said with a pleasant, terrifyingly calm smile. "I trust the lesson on 'public decorum' has been absorbed?"

Issei scrambled to his feet, rubbing his aching shins. "Loud and clear, Miya-san. Crystal clear."

Karasuba rose with her usual feline grace, stretching her arms above her head. “That was worse than the fight.”

Yuuka snorted from the couch. “Serves you two right.”

Uzume leaned back, grinning. “Honestly, I thought it was kinda romantic.”

“IT WAS NOT!” Yuuka snapped.

Tamamo giggled behind her sleeve. “Mikon~ It was certainly passionate.”

Akitsu quietly sipped her tea. “…They should be more mindful.”

Matsu adjusted her glasses. “Noted. Public affection results in disciplinary action from Miya.”

Ruby sat on the armrest, tail flicking. “You all are hopeless…”

Misuki chuckled softly. “At least they learned something.”

“…We learned not to get caught,” Karasuba muttered.

“I HEARD THAT,” Miya said.

Karasuba straightened immediately. “We learned restraint.”

With the tension broken, the group settled peacefully into the living room. Levy, Gajeel, and Totomaru had already excused themselves, while the soft sounds of Sakura’s laughter drifted in from the pasture where Miki and Gorou were playing with her next to the Ironhide Behemoths.

"Now," Uzume started, leaning forward with a mischievous glint in her eyes. "About these dates Issei promised. If we’re doing this properly, I want the full evening package, dinner, a stroll, and absolutely no curfew."

Yashima raised her hand. “I want the first date!”

Akitsu nodded slightly. “…I would prefer earlier as well.”

Miya placed a hand on her chin. “We must consider fairness.”

Karasuba smirked. “Put me anywhere. I don’t really care, ours will be the most passionate.”

“Confident, aren’t you?” Misuki teased.

"If we all want late-night slots, the schedule is going to collapse," Matsu noted, tapping her chin as she pulled up a holographic calendar on her phone. "If we follow the current rotation, that puts Yuuka, Tamamo, and Uzume at the very end of the cycle."

"Absolutely not!" Yuuka crossed her arms, her face flushing. "Why do we have to wait nearly two weeks just because we have already done the deed?"

"Mikon! Darling needs his most devoted wife’s attention sooner than that!" Tamamo pouted, her tails swishing aggressively.

Matsu waved a dismissive hand. "Actually, I don't mind. I'm using my 'night' with Issei today anyway, so I’m fine being at the tail end of the formal date list. It gives me more time to prepare my outfit."

While the debate escalated, Issei noticed Erza and Mirajane sitting a bit apart, looking uncharacteristically hesitant.

"Erza? Mira?" Issei asked, turning toward them. "You both look like you're overthinking something."

Erza cleared her throat, her gaze dropping to her lap. "Issei... regarding these 'dates.' Mirajane and I... we are honored, but we are still quite new to this dynamic. The 'further into the night' portion the others are discussing... we aren't sure we are ready for such steps."

Mirajane nodded, a soft, shy smile on her face. "It’s all moving very fast. We didn’t expect to be planning… dates like this… We wouldn't want to overstep or feel pressured."

Issei stepped closer, offering them both a reassuring smile. "Hey, there’s zero pressure. I will take things at your pace, always. A date can just be us walking through the city or grabbing a burger. We’re just getting to know each other."

He paused, glancing around the spacious living room. "Actually, since you’re going to be around more... Would you two like your own rooms here? We have plenty of space, and you’re more than welcome to move your things in and live here full-time. Only if you're comfortable with it, of course."

Erza’s eyes went wide. "Live... here? In the mansion?"

Mirajane blinked rapidly. “I-Is that really okay?!”

Yuuka shrugged. “We already approved you two.”

Tamamo nodded. “Mikon~ The more, the merrier.”

Miya added calmly, “As long as you follow the house rules.”

Karasuba smirked. “And survive training.”

Erza looked overwhelmed. “…I… will need time to consider.”

"It’s a generous offer, Issei," Mirajane said, her cheeks tinged with pink. "But we’ll need a little time to think it over and gather our belongings from the guild."

"Take all the time you need," Issei said.

Mirajane clapped her hands together, skillfully shifting the topic. "Oh! The guild! You really must come visit! The renovations are finally finished. We’ve added a pool, a theater stage, and even a shop for Fairy Tail merchandise. I’ve actually started performing songs on the new stage." She looked at him expectantly. "I would dearly love for you to hear me sing."

Uzume leaned forward. “A pool?!”

Yashima’s eyes sparkled. “That sounds fun!”

Issei’s eyes lit up. "Tell you what, we’ll all head over to the guild tomorrow to celebrate the reopening. Then, we’ll start the official date rotation the day after."

The girls then huddled together one last time, the sound of intense whispering and the occasional "No, I'm next!" filling the room.

Finally, Yashima stepped forward with a piece of paper. "We’ve settled it!" She announced happily. "The order is: Me, Akitsu, Miya, Karasuba, Misuki, Ruby, Erza, Mirajane, Yuuka, Tamamo, Uzume, and finally Matsu."

Issei nodded, scanning the list, but stopped when he saw the sixth name. He looked over at Ruby, who was fidgeting on the armrest.

"Ruby? You want to go on a date too?" He asked, genuinely surprised.

The small cat’s tail flicked nervously as she turned around, her face heating up. "It’s not... it’s not that kind of date, dummy! I just want a friendly outing! You spend so much time with everyone else, I just want a day where we go somewhere fun as friends. That’s all!"

Issei laughed softly, reaching out to ruffle the hair between her ears. "I’d be happy to, Ruby. A friendly outing sounds like exactly what I need."

Ruby huffed, leaning into the touch despite her words. "Good. Just make sure you don't forget the snacks."

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Lemon

Night, Masterbedroom, Lakeside Hyoudou Mansion

The night air in the master bedroom of the Lakeside Hyoudou Mansion carried a cool breeze from the open window, but the atmosphere inside was already warming up. 

Issei had just finished his nighttime routine, brushing his teeth, changing into loose boxers and now lounged on the king-sized bed, propped up against the pillows. He glanced at the clock, wondering when Matsu will come tonight. 

Then as the door creaked open slowly, and in stepped Matsu, her long orange hair cascading over her shoulders, glasses perched on her nose, framing her mischievous eyes. She wore nothing but a pink lingerie set that left little to the imagination as the lace barely covered her full breasts, the fabric so thin it outlined her hardened nipples and the curve of her hips.

Issei's eyes widened, a grin spreading across his face as he sat up straighter. “Matsu? Is tonight your turn?” He asked, his voice laced with anticipation, already feeling a stir in his boxers.

Matsu's lips curled into a perverted grin, her cheeks flushing a deep pink as she stepped fully into the room and shut the door behind her. She nodded eagerly, then struck a pose right in front of him as one arm hid behind her back, the other hand resting on her hip, thrusting her voluptuous body forward unashamedly. The see-through material clung to her skin, revealing the soft swell of her belly and the trimmed patch above her pussy. 

“Yes, Ashikabi-sama.” She purred, her voice husky with excitement. 'I've been waiting for this all day. Just look at me... all dressed up just for you.” Her eyes raked over him pervertedly, lingering on the bulge forming in his lap.

Issei couldn't help but drink her in, his gaze tracing every detail from the way her breasts heaved with each breath to the inviting V between her thighs. “Damn, Matsu, you look incredible.” He murmured, his cock twitching as he imagined peeling that lingerie off her. “Come here.”

She bit her lip, blushing harder but stepping closer without hesitation. “I had to fight hard for this night, you know,” She said, her tone a mix of triumph and a whine. “Karasuba tried to barge in, saying the schedule was just a suggestion. Your spar really riled her up.”'

Issei chuckled, shaking his head as he rose from the bed. “Sorry about that.” He closed the distance between them in two strides, his hands sliding around her waist, pulling her soft, warm body flush against his. Her lingerie scratched lightly against his bare chest, and he could feel the heat radiating from her core. “But you're here now. And I really want you.”

Matsu gasped softly at his touch, her arms wrapping around his neck as she pressed her hips forward, grinding lightly against his growing erection. “Mmm, Issei... I've wanted this so bad,” She whispered, her breath hot against his lips. 

Their mouths crashed together in a heated make-out, tongues tangling immediately. Issei kissed her deeply, one hand roaming up her back to tangle in her orange hair, the other squeezing her ass through the thin fabric.

She responded with equal fervor, her tongue exploring his mouth as her hands roamed everywhere as it slid down his chest, over his abs, and dipping lower to cup his cock through his boxers. “You're already so hard for me.” She moaned into the kiss, stroking him firmly, feeling him throb in her palm. 

Issei groaned, breaking the kiss just enough to nip at her neck, sucking on the sensitive skin there while his fingers tugged at the straps of her lingerie, pulling them down to expose one breast. He then latched onto her nipple with his mouth, sucking hard, his tongue flicking the peak.

“Ah! Yes, Asikabi-sama, just like that!” Matsu cried out, arching into him, her free hand clutching his shoulder. Her body trembled with mutual desire, every touch igniting sparks between them. She pushed his boxers down with impatient fingers, freeing his thick cock, and wrapped her hand around it, pumping slowly. “I need you inside me... please.”

The heat between them built quickly, their kisses turning sloppy and frantic. Issei scooped her up effortlessly, her legs wrapping around his waist as he carried her to the bed. He laid her down gently but urgently, climbing over her, his body pressing her into the soft sheets. Matsu pulled him down for another kiss, her nails raking lightly down his back as she spread her legs wide, the lingerie riding up to expose her wet pussy.

Issei ground his cock against her slick folds, teasing her entrance. 'You're so wet already, Matsu. Tell me how much you want it.'

“I want your cock so bad,” She panted, her glasses fogging slightly as she bucked her hips up. “Fuck me, Ashikabi-sama. Fill me up.”

He didn't need more encouragement. Positioning himself, he thrust into her in one smooth motion, burying his cock deep inside her tight heat. Matsu moaned loudly, her walls clenching around him as she wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him closer. “Yes! Harder…”

Issei began to move, pulling out almost fully before slamming back in, setting a steady rhythm. His hands gripped her hips, angling her to hit the spot inside her that made her gasp. She met every thrust with her own, her breasts bouncing with the force, nipples still hard from his earlier attention. “You feel amazing,” He grunted, leaning down to capture her lips again, their bodies slick with sweat.

Matsu's hands explored him, clutching his ass to urge him deeper, then sliding up to tweak his nipples. “Don't stop... I'm close,” She whimpered, her pussy fluttering around his cock. The room filled with the sounds of their lovemaking, the wet slap of skin on skin, their mingled moans, the creak of the bed.

He increased his pace, pounding into her relentlessly, one hand slipping between them to rub her clit in firm circles. 'Cum for me, Matsu. Let me feel you.'

Her orgasm hit like a wave, her body arching off the bed as she cried out his name, her pussy squeezing him tight. Issei followed soon after, thrusting deep one last time and spilling his cum inside her, groaning as waves of pleasure washed over him.

They collapsed together, panting and tangled in the sheets, Matsu's head on his chest. “That was worth the wait.” She murmured with a satisfied smile, tracing lazy patterns on his skin.

Issei kissed her forehead, holding her close. “Anytime, Matsu. You're incredible.”

As their breathing steadied, Matsu lifted her head from Issei's chest, her orange hair tousled and sticking slightly to her sweat-dampened skin. Her glasses had slipped down her nose, and she quickly placed them in a nightstand, her eyes sparkling with lingering satisfaction and a hint of mischief. The pink lingerie lay discarded at the foot of the bed, her voluptuous body fully exposed now, curves glowing softly in the moonlight filtering through the window.

“Mmm, Ashikabi-sama.” She murmured, her voice still breathy, as she traced a fingertip along his jawline. “That was just the warm-up. I told you I fought for this night, I'm not letting it end so soon.” She shifted her weight, straddling his hips again, her wet pussy brushing against his semi-hard cock, already stirring back to life from the contact.

Issei groaned softly, his hands instinctively gripping her thighs, feeling the smooth skin under his palms. “You're insatiable, aren't you?” He said with a grin, his brown eyes changing into emerald green as it shined with hunger as he looked up at her. He could feel her warmth pressing down, her juices mixing with his cum from earlier, making everything slick and inviting. “What do you have in mind now?”

Matsu leaned down, her full breasts swaying forward to brush against his chest, nipples grazing his skin and sending shivers through both of them. She captured his lips in a slow, teasing kiss, her tongue flicking out to taste him before pulling back just enough to whisper, “I want to ride you. Watch me take control... and then make you beg for more.” Her hand slid between them, wrapping around his thickening shaft, stroking it firmly from base to tip, coaxing it fully erect again.

“Fuck, Matsu,” Issei hissed, his hips bucking up into her grip. He watched as she positioned herself, guiding the head of his cock to her entrance, rubbing it against her swollen folds. She was still sensitive from her orgasm, gasping at the friction, but her excitement was evident in the way her body trembled.

With a deliberate slowness, she sank down onto him, inch by inch, her tight walls enveloping his length once more. “Ahh... yes, so deep,” She moaned, her head falling back, orange strands whipping across her shoulders. Once fully seated, she paused, grinding her hips in circles, feeling him stretch her completely. Her hands pressed against his chest for leverage, nails digging in lightly as she began to move, lifting up and then slamming back down, setting a rhythm that had the bed creaking anew.

Issei thrust up to meet her, his fingers digging into her ass, spreading her cheeks as he helped guide her pace. “You feel so good like this... riding my cock,” He growled, his voice rough with desire. He sat up slightly, one hand coming up to cup her breast, thumb rolling over the nipple until she whimpered. The sight of her, her face flushed, body bouncing on him, was driving him wild.

Matsu picked up speed, her breaths coming in short pants, breasts jiggling with each descent. “Touch me everywhere, Issei... don't hold back,” She demanded, leaning forward to kiss him messily, her tongue invading his mouth while her pussy clenched around him rhythmically. She reached back, fondling his balls gently, rolling them in her palm to heighten his pleasure.

He obliged, his free hand sliding between her legs to rub her clit, fingers slick with their combined fluids. “Like this? Do you love it when I play with your clit?” Issei teased, circling the sensitive nub firmly, matching the pressure to her bounces.

“Yes! Oh god, right there,” Matsu cried out, her movements becoming erratic as pleasure built again. She rode him harder, the slap of her ass against his thighs echoing in the room, her inner muscles fluttering around his cock. Sweat beaded on her skin, trickling down between her breasts, and Issei leaned in to lick it off, sucking on her nipple once more.

The intensity climbed, their bodies locked in a frenzy of motion. Matsu threw her head back, moaning loudly as her second orgasm approached. “I'm gonna cum again... cum with me, fill me up more,” She begged, her voice breaking.

Issei pounded up into her, his own release coiling tight. “Fuck, Matsu... here it comes again.” He grunted, thrusting deep as he erupted, hot spurts of cum flooding her pussy. She followed instantly, walls spasming around him, milking every drop as she collapsed forward onto his chest, both of them shuddering in ecstasy.

They lay there for a moment, catching their breath, his cock still buried inside her. Matsu chuckled softly, nuzzling his neck. “This is worth every bit of the fight with Karasuba.”

Issei wrapped his arms around her, holding her close. “Definitely. But if she tries that again, maybe we should invite her next time, make it a group thing.”

She kissed him lazily, their bodies entwined, the night far from over as her lips lingered on Issei's, her tongue lazily swirling against his in a post-climax haze, tasting the salt of their shared sweat. She shifted slightly, his softening cock slipping from her cum-filled pussy with a wet sound, a trickle of their mixed fluids leaking onto his thigh. She didn't pull away fully, instead pressing her body flush against him, her breasts squishing against his chest as she nuzzled into the crook of his neck.

“Issei-kun,” She whispered, her breath hot against his skin, one hand trailing down his side to squeeze his hip. “Now experienced, you're already thinking about a threesome? Naughty boy. But... maybesomeday. Tonight, I want all of you to myself.” Her fingers dipped lower, cupping his balls gently, massaging them with soft rolls to keep the spark alive.

Issei chuckled, his arms tightening around her waist, pulling her closer so her curves molded perfectly to him. ”Can't blame a guy for fantasizing. But you're right, I should focus on you.” He tilted her chin up with a finger, capturing her mouth in a deeper kiss, his tongue thrusting in to mimic what he'd done to her body moments ago. As they kissed, he rolled them over, pinning her beneath him on the rumpled sheets, his weight a comforting press.

Matsu gasped into the kiss, her legs parting instinctively to cradle his hips. She arched up, rubbing her slick folds against his abdomen, leaving a shiny trail. “Mmm, take me again,” She urged, breaking the kiss to nip at his earlobe. “From behind this time. I want to feel you pounding into my ass... or my pussy, wherever you choose.” Her voice turned husky, eyes locking onto his with raw need.

Issei's cock twitched at her words, hardening against her thigh as he sat back on his heels. “Both sound tempting. Let's start with your pussy, get you dripping even more.” He flipped her onto her stomach with ease, her body pliant and eager. Matsu pushed up onto her knees, presenting herself, ass raised high, orange hair cascading over one shoulder as she glanced back at him.

“Like this?” She teased, wiggling her hips, her pussy lips puffy and glistening, cum still oozing from her entrance. She reached back, spreading her cheeks to give him a full view, her fingers brushing her own clit briefly, making her shiver.

“Perfect,” Issei growled, kneeling behind her. He gripped her hips, thumbs digging into the soft flesh, and lined up his now-rigid cock with her soaked hole. Without warning, he thrust in deep, burying himself to the hilt in one smooth motion. “So fucking wet and tight... you take me so well.”

Matsu cried out, her hands fisting the sheets as she pushed back against him. “Yes! Harder, Issei, fuck me like you own me.” Her walls clenched around his shaft, pulling him deeper with each rock of her body. The angle let him hit spots that made stars burst behind her eyelids, her glasses fogging from her heavy breaths.

He set a brutal pace, hips snapping forward, the sound of skin slapping skin filling the room. One hand slid up her spine to tangle in her hair, pulling her head back gently to arch her further. “You love this, don't you? Getting railed doggy style, your tits bouncing under you.” He reached around with his free hand, pinching her swinging breast, twisting the nipple until she moaned.

“Gods, yes, don't stop!” Matsu panted, her body jolting with every plunge. She ground back, circling her hips to grind her clit against the base of his cock on each withdrawal. Sweat slicked their skin, making their movements slippery and intense. “Your cock feels huge like this... stretching me wide.”

Issei leaned over her, his chest pressing to her back, lips brushing her ear. “Gonna make you cum so hard you forget your own name.” He straightened, both hands now on her ass, spreading her wider as he drove in relentlessly. His balls slapped against her with wet smacks, building the pressure in his groin.

Matsu's moans grew louder, her body trembling as the coil tightened. “I'm close... rub my clit, please,” she begged, voice muffled against the pillow. Issei obliged, his fingers finding the swollen bud, stroking it in firm circles while he kept thrusting.

“Cum for me, Matsu, squeeze my cock”' He commanded, his own climax nearing. She shattered first, pussy convulsing around him in powerful spasms, her scream echoing off the walls as juices squirted out, soaking his hand and thighs.

The sensation pushed him over, Issei burying deep and unloading, ropes of cum painting her insides anew. “Fuck... take it all.” He groaned, grinding through his release until he was spent.

They collapsed together, him on top but careful not to crush her, both panting. Matsu turned her head, smiling lazily. 'Round three down... how many more before dawn?'

Issei kissed her shoulder, still inside her. 'As many as you want. This night's yours.'

Done. Tell me what you think and if I made any mistakes. What should happen next? Give advice for the dates if you have any.