Delinquent Dragon

Chapter 12: Celebration Time

Keiji's blazer fluttered as he looked to Riser's bloodied body, clearly having exhausted his magical power, that which had sustained his supposed immorality. "Guess dragons are stronger than phoenixes," Keiji spoke out to Riser, the latter definitely not able to hear anything said, if he was even conscious.

A busty woman, much similar looking to Rias, with flaxen hair and violet eyes watched the young delinquent as he stood victor against all the odds (for some people, at least). 'How interesting.'

"Hey, hey. Isn't that the one who beat my little Sona in chess?!" a beautiful teenager remarked, her black hair tied into ponytails and her blue orbs sparkling with curiosity. Despite her obvious high-ranking status, her attire looked to be more out of some sort of magical girl show.

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For real this time, there was an actual celebration for Rias' Peerage. Sona and her Peerage had come to give praise to Rias on winning it, with Grayfia attending close by. As usual, her eyes flirted with Keiji as she was preparing to make sure that he made good promise on his word and filled her up fully.

A handsome red-haired man, with features resembling Rias approached them, a beaming smile on his face. "Congratulations on your victory, Rias." He turned towards Keiji. "And many thanks to you Keiji Hiryu."

"You don't have to use my full name, makes me uncomfortable. Besides, should someone as powerful as you be really thanking me," he stated, his dragon body able to tell the vast gap in strength between the two.

Sirzechs laughed. "Not one for formalities. Apologies for that. Being about old folk really make you need to talk a certain way. In any case, I'm happy my precious little sister is safe!" he joyfully said.

"Sir Lucifer! You can't say such things like that?!" Rias told him with a blush.

"Guess there is something that's too much for Rias to handle as well," Keiji commented, getting chuckles from the others. 'Besides my dick, that is.'

With Sirzechs going off to probably fan boy about his sister's win, a mature looking version of Ravel came up to the group. The only differences beside age was the way her hair was done up with ornaments and the bigger bust. She wore an extravagant burgundy dress with a gold and crimson pendant covered and wired by gold, sitting comfortably close to the top of her cleavage.

"I apologize for all that you had to deal with. The men of the Phenex family can be.. difficult at times," she said. "I'm Layla Phenex, Ravel's mother."

Keiji blinked in surprise; someone from that house that wasn't all that bad, better yet, it was a MILF. "You apologizing is enough. It's not like you can control everyone to act any way, so there's always going to be bad apples."

Layla smiled. "I'm very grateful. We shall talk about Ravel soon," the marchioness said, taking her leave in a circle of flames.

The celebration still in full bloom, Keiji decided to treat himself to any food around. He stopped when he saw the Peerage of Riser. Sorry, former Peerage of Riser. They had a sort of uncomfortable look to them, but not like a one of force but confusion and they were blushing as they watched their now master eat.

'I should probably tell them something.' Finishing up the last bit of meat and washing it down, Keiji approached the group. "Not sure really what to say you lot but I guess I'm your new leader or whatever. But don't worry. It's not my thing, and I'm too lazy to treat you like slaves. Just do what you want or something. Yeah, that's about it."

Ravel was hot inside but she kept it cool as she bowed and presented herself. "I'll honour my brother's words and not bring shame to the Phenex house.