Chapter 33: Observe the training

At a bench placed in front of the Gremory household's villa, I sat down and witnessed the intense training taking place before me.

"Gaah...!?"

A petite girl in a tracksuit closed the distance between her and Hyoudou, and with her small body, she punched him in the abdomen before slipping into his guard. The force of her punch, disproportionate to her small fist, hit Hyoudou directly, causing him to grimace in pain as he exhaled.

"I punched a little too hard... Are you okay, Issei-senpai?"

The petite girl knelt on the ground, addressing Hyoudou with a soft voice as he clutched his stomach. Her face was adorned with a sadistic smile, clearly indicating that she had intentionally put more strength into her punch.

"I-I'm fine..."

However, Hyoudou, who took the punch, seemed to take her words at face value. He forced a smile on his face, despite the pain reflected in his expression. He didn't seem to think of himself as a punching bag; at least, not in the slightest.

"Next, here I come..."

The petite girl showed no intention of letting Hyoudou rest, and the training resumed immediately. Though it was hard to perceive due to the significant difference in their abilities, the petite girl's movements became even more agile as they fought.

The sounds of impact and groans continued as Hyoudou and the petite girl sparred. When I shifted my gaze to the left, away from their combination, I saw another training scene unfolding. It was Kiba and Asia. Both held wooden swords and exchanged blows in their own style. While Kiba seemed to have some knowledge of swordsmanship, Asia lacked not only swordsmanship but also any substantial combat experience.

Despite that, the situation revealed that Kiba was purely on the defensive.

"Kuh..."

"Well, like this, I suppose?"

Asia swung her sword, causing Kiba, with a pained expression, to be struck by her attack. Although she was still unfamiliar with handling the wooden sword, her strike possessed sharpness and weight that made Kiba grimace.

"Asia-san, why all of a sudden..."

"Ei!"

Kiba seemed to question Asia's fighting ability, but his doubts were silenced by Asia's next move. She unleashed a counter-slash that surpassed the previous strike in speed. It was at a speed that Kiba could barely perceive.

Hastily parrying Asia's attack with his wooden sword, Kiba managed to avoid any harm.

"We're going full force, right?"

With each swing of the wooden sword, Asia's growth rate exceeded all expectations. Her posture was being refined, and her destructive power and swordsmanship were becoming more polished. It wouldn't take long until the gap in strength between her and Kiba was completely closed.

"It's looking good, isn't it?"

"Yes, Riser-sama."

A calm voice responded to my words.

Leaning against the bench and looking to my right, Grayfia, sitting next to me, smiled. As an experiment, I moved my right hand, which had been behind Grayfia, and gently caressed her buttocks covered by the long skirt of her maid outfit. Even so, Grayfia's expression remained unchanged.

"Open your mouth and stick out your tongue."

I opened my mouth and extended my tongue as I commanded.

"Excuse me."

Grayfia immediately responded, bringing her face closer to mine.

Her extended tongue made contact with mine. It rubbed against it, exchanging saliva with a wet sound. I stayed still, allowing her to do as she pleased.

Squelch, slosh, slurp, squelch, lick, slurp!

She didn't seem reluctant. As a woman, she offered me a deep kiss. When I retracted my tongue into my mouth, Grayfia followed suit, and her tongue roamed freely in my oral cavity.

Mmm, squelch, phew, squelch, squelch, slurp, squelch!

With heavy breathing, Grayfia savored the kiss with joy. The woman who had dealt with me in a strictly professional manner just a while ago seemed like an entirely different person. However, it wasn't an imitation, nor was she brainwashed by my hand.

I am now exercising my right to be loved by Grayfia as a woman. It's a one-day right within a two-week period. Through this, Grayfia is showing me passionate affection instead of her usual indifferent attitude.

While observing the training, Grayfia and I express our love for each other. The three women who have already become my subordinates aside, I wonder what the men are thinking. Hyoudou, who is uncertain whether he knows the circumstances as a newcomer, and Kiba, who knows that Grayfia is Sirzechs wife, looked extremely surprised as they glanced at our scenes of passionate love. They were curious why I came here with Grayfia and why Grayfia is involved in a loving relationship with another man. Despite continuing the training with Asia, I couldn't help but be concerned.

Pressing her chest against my body and embracing her neck with both hands, Grayfia continues to kiss me. The sweet scent of Grayfia, the soft touch, and the passionate intertwining, I've started to care less about the training.

The dull sound of fists. The sound of wooden swords colliding. Interrupting that sound, a woman's voice resonated in my mind.

"Apologies for interrupting your pleasure, Riser-sama."