"Still no luck?" Rias asked Mitarai, who weakly nodded.
"It's like taking care of a kid but much harder," Mitarai groaned out. "Just what made him so sensitive? Like a vampire that doesn't drink blood? Seems almost paradoxical."
Rias sat on the couch with Mitarai. "It's from his past. Vampires are more focused on bloodlines than even devils, so Gasper has been neglected and abused. Plus, his powers were seen as deadly, so he was feared and rejected because of it. It's likely that's had an effect on him."
"So it's like Asia's problem?" Mitarai remarked, with Rias nodding.
"I've got things to do, so I'm going to head out! I'll co back as soon as possible," Rias said, making sure to spank her juicy ass before heading out. "I almost forgot you say Akeno do it, so I can't lose to her."
Mitarai smiled at how competitive the two could be. 'Still, I should try and inspire Gasper or sothing. I'm not sure what will work, but I guess I can try.'
Gasper shrieked as he heard Mitarai knocking. "Leave alone! I'm just a disappointnt! I can't even control my power, so I'm always letting the President down!"
"If that's true, then why does Rias still consider you a precious mber?" Mitarai spoke, stopping Gasper from complaining right away.
"Rias even told that leaving you there alone wasn't nice for her. She can be a handful but she's caring. She put up with and my mischiefs, I even banged… Never mind, story for another ti."
Gasper felt his heart throb at that statent. "A-are you sure?! I can't even control my power. And I'm just so shy!" he remarked.
Mitarai moved closer, the vampire not teleporting away. "See, you're staring at , but you haven't disappeared away. You're already growing up. So people are different, so don't be afraid of your situation. It's okay to be weak, but staying weak isn't acceptable. You don't need to be an almighty confident vampire already, take things slow and steady because we're all here for you."
"But—"
"But what?! If you are worried about what you've experienced, I can't help you with that"—Gasper looked a bit downcast—"but I can teach you to ignore them and get over it. Fuck those stupid vampire pricks! It doesn't matter, because you have all of us. If they don't act like you're family, you don't need to accept them. You've already got all of our support, so it's fine. Learn to beco a reliable man that Rias can trust even more."
"A man," Gasper muttered with glistening eyes.
Mitarai nodded and then added; "Disregarding your interest in cross-dressing, yep. Being a man can vary but being reliable is important. A man should be able to hold himself. It's hard, but it's not impossible, especially for a mber of the Gremory household. So... you want to go on a journey? Besides, between you and , your power is amazing. I've got a lovely power, too, but you're amazing as well. When it cos to versatility, you could beat like I'm not even there."
"Really?! Is that true?!"
Mitarai gave a hand to Gasper. "You betcha!"
"Looks like you've helped Gasper co out of his shell," Yuuto said, smiling. "Gasper has been shy a lot, so it's good to see him outgoing. Well done, you two."
"Yuuto, I should warn you that Azazel was interested in you. I've heard he's a bit of a fanatic for Sacred Gears, but he's still so weird, so just be careful."
Yuuto saluted. "Roger."
"Now... let's start with a manly exercise...!"
Later-----
"Talk about long-ass steps!!! This shrine's got so confidence," Mitarai joked as he strode up to a shrine.
"Welco, Mitarai," Akeno said with a smile, wearing traditional miko attire, consisting of a white haori with red accents, a red hakama, and a pair of zōri with white tabi.
Mitarai sat down on a small pillow mat. "I never knew you had a shrine in here. What's the special occasion? I figured you would have pulled this earlier."
"Before that, you have a guest," Akeno explained.
A golden sphere bursted out, blinding the two of them. It unraveled itself, with wings forming out before a figure ca into the light.
Out ca a handso-looking man with long blond hair and green eyes. His golden wings settled into reality as his whole fra did. He wears a red robe with a gold cross on the front of his white alb. He has golden shoulder plates with a white sash and a golden halo set above his head.
"Just standing near him is making my senses tingle," Mitarai spoke.
The man gave a gentle smile, "I apologize for my presence! I hope I did not keep you waiting too long."
Akeno waved his concern, making him smile. "It's fine, Michael. Mitarai just got here."
Mitarai knew this person was a big deal, but it didn't occur to him that this was Michael, the angel who sent Gabriel.
It could have been one of the greatest archangels, "You an the current leader of Heaven is visiting ? I'm pretty sure this is way above my level."
Michael gave a small chuckle. "Apologies are in order. Many things have been happening, so I wanted to greet you before the Three Factions eting. I understand it must be a lot, given you've only recently taken upon such a mantle."
"It's fine, honestly. I'm used to living a bit of a rough life. Plus, I've had plenty of support. I'm not a self-made man, devil, dragon devil - you get what I an."
Michael nodded. "I don't have much ti, so I shall be brief. I wanted to thank you for helping us with the Gabriel Situation. A reward is in place."
Mitarai blinked. Sure, angels were supposed to be kind, but this was a bit too humble. It almost made Mitarai feel bad after all he already has an angel in his harem; "I think you're being a bit too generous! What about the fallen angels? I'd like that creep Azazel to be making ands."
Michael chuckled, "Azazel is a strange one. He's always had a fascination for Father's creation, but he isn't one interested in war. As strange as he is, you'll be fine. But as for the reward."
Appearing in front of him from a golden dinsional crack was a hilt. It further ca out in its entirety.
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