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Chapter 63. The Weight of Vengeance

Kuoh Academy

Kuoh, Japan

Valiana's face turned crimson as she stared at her husband in disbelief. "What the hell is that idiot doing?!" she exclaimed, her voice a mix of outrage and embarrassment.

‘I knew it! This guy is definitely going to pull some ridiculous stunt!’ Albion’s laughter echoed in her mind, completely amused by the absurdity of Satria’s antics. 

Meanwhile, Azazel couldn’t contain himself. He clutched his stomach, tears streaming down his face. "Wahahaha! This is priceless! That guy is one-of-a-kind!"

Kurumi, on the other hand, was banging her head lightly against the nearest wall. ‘This is a nightmare. There's no way that dumbass is my boyfriend. It’s not real!’ She groaned, visibly mortified.

Kiyohime, however, didn’t share the humor. Her lips curved into a chilling smile, and her voice dropped into an ominous tone. "What a bad puppy Danna-sama is… He needs discipline. I'll make sure to teach him a proper lesson later."

Meanwhile, among Rias’s group, the reactions were equally chaotic.

"Don't tell me that Shin-san’s Sacred Gear… What kind of Sacred Gear is that, Ddraig?" Issei asked, utterly baffled.

But Ddraig had nothing to say. The great dragon spirit had buried herself in silence, wishing she could disappear from the embarrassment. ‘Why... why did I have expectations?’

Ravel turned to Koneko with wide eyes, demanding an explanation. "Hero of Justice? Can you tell me what exactly is going on here?"

But Koneko refused to meet her gaze. Her face burned a bright red as she muttered under her breath, "I don't know him… I don’t know him… Please, just don’t ask me."

Rias was losing patience, her voice rising above the chaos. "Can’t he take anything seriously for once? Why is it always some ridiculous stunt with him?!" Her irritation was palpable.

Akeno chuckled softly, her ever-present smirk tugging at her lips. "Ara-ara, what an interesting man indeed," she mused, clearly entertained by Satria's antics.

Xenovia sighed, her palm meeting her forehead. "We’re in the middle of dealing with Kokabiel, and he’s… doing this!?"

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Kazuma-sama: "Hahaha! What kind of costume is that?!"

Robin: "I actually feel bad for Kokabiel now."

Cookies Maniac: "His pajamas are so cute! I want one like that too!"

Spider-Man: "Big Bro Satria is taking 'disrespect your enemy' to a whole new level."

Pervert Sage: "Don’t be fooled! This is all part of his grand strategy. Satria is a genius, after all!"

Esdeath: "Weird, yes. Entertaining? Absolutely."

God of Hope: "Childish as always. But... it’s oddly effective."

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Kokabiel, his pride utterly shredded by Satria’s ridiculous antics, finally snapped. With a furious roar, he dashed toward him, his light sword glowing with a deadly radiance.

Satria, however, continued to play the fool. "Kyaaaa! Help me, Artoria! Kurumi-chan! Someone, save meee!" he wailed, dramatically shaking his head.

Both Artoria and Kurumi merely folded their arms, unimpressed by his theatrics.

‘Idiot,’ they thought in unison, watching him flail around pathetically.

Kokabiel’s light sword struck true, carving a shallow wound across Satria’s chest and sending him sprawling. He landed on the ground, clutching his wound with exaggerated gasps.