DxD: Wrong Way

"Ouch," Aoki pulled at his collar.

"Then wait for me here, senpai, and I'll go take a shower."

He quickly stripped off his clothes, faced Miyajima Sakura's shy gaze, and slowly walked into the bathroom.

'Sure enough, as they said, Uesugi's figure is really very good... '

Miyajima Sakura glanced at Aoki's naked body from time to time and couldn't help but think wildly.

Blurry eyes roamed over the angular muscles of his abdomen and looked down.

Did the stick look like this...?

It's so big, so thick, and obviously not yet congested...

Aoki briefly rinsed himself off, and after returning to the room, he saw Miyajima Sakura standing there neatly dressed and didn't know what to say.

He can't treat Miyajima Sakura like the previous Sakuramachi and Miyuna.

After thinking about it, Aoki slowly walked forward and gently hugged the girl's slender waist.

"Miyajima... Sakura-senpai, relax and leave it all to me."

Miyajima Sakura's pretty face turned red, and she nodded lightly.

"Well..."

She closed her eyes, and her slender eyelashes trembled like a fluttering heart.

Aoki took her slender white jade hands and carried the little girl to the bed.

Miyajima Sakura followed his lead and lay down, her plump chest pushing up against her uniform.

Looking out from the top of her clothes, he could see a snow-white bottomless ravine that caught people's attention.

The tall, soft, and delicate body twisted slightly, and her slender and round thighs pressed tightly together, rubbing against each other from time to time, trying to ease the restlessness and tension in his heart.

Aoki leaned down and kissed her cherry-colored lips while skillfully touching the towering mountain peaks with his big hands.

As they kissed and he massaged deeply, Miyajima Sakura gradually entered a state of bliss.

Aoki sucked the sweet liquid and was about to disarm Sakura Miyajima and begin the next step of the training when he felt a familiar breath approaching quickly.

He released his mouth and looked out the window.

The familiar little black ball was flying up and down in the bright moonlight.

"Miyajima-senpai, wait a moment."

Aoki picked up the bath towel from the ground and simply wrapped it around his waist. Miyajima Sakura gasped and nodded shyly.

When the little black ball takes the initiative to reveal itself, it can still be seen without magical power.

Aoki received the little black ball's message, and the unhappiness of being interrupted was gradually replaced by surprise.

The hard work paid off, and after 24-hour surveillance, the little black ball finally found Hajime Tanaka at Aisu Academy. 

"Sakura-senpai, it seems training will be postponed."

Aoki untied his bath towel and took out a set of clothes from the closet to change into.

"The dangerous person targeting you has appeared. Kuro said that person is now in your inner gym."

Kuro is the nickname Aoki gave to the pet.

It focuses on being simple and easy to understand. 

The little black ball resisted; it had a name.

But Aoki insisted on calling it Kuro, and it had no choice but to silently accept this label.

Actually, once accustomed to it, I don't find it difficult to hear.

Miyajima Sakura's beautiful eyes were filled with tenderness and gentleness.

She wanted to continue, but she also knew that it was not the time to be greedy and entangle herself. 

She sat up and adjusted her wrinkled uniform, especially her chest where her underwear had shifted.

"Uesugi-kun, do you want to go alone?"

Aoki quickly finished putting on his clothes and replied, "Well, don't worry; the opponent is more difficult to deal with and possesses almost no combat effectiveness." 

"You can stay here tonight. If all goes well, maybe I can return before dawn."

Hearing this, Miyajima Sakura's face turned red again, and she nodded slightly, which Aoki found very interesting.

Miyajima Sakura, who was lost in her memories, had never shown such a youthful demeanor.

There was a sharp contrast with her usually bold kendo persona, which made Aoki's curiosity grow, and he wanted to see how she would behave when she was in love. 

Kuro floated in the sky while Aoki ran on the ground.

Under the bright moonlight, two dark shadows flickered like ghosts on the silent street.

Aoki ran at full speed but ultimately found it less convenient than flying.

He didn't usually notice it, but when he had to rush against the clock, it was particularly troublesome not to be able to go in a straight line.

Moreover, continuing to run at full force meant a loss of strength and stamina.

Aoki wiped the sweat from his forehead and considered getting a means of transportation.

Not only could it be useful in emergencies, but it would also save time and energy when running daily errands.

Speaking of which, he remembered that Hyoudou Issei had been riding a bicycle to carry out commissions from the start… 

He dismissed the idea of a bicycle; he didn't really like neon bikes

They always looked bad on him. If he were to buy a different one, it would be too conspicuous, and he'd feel like he was being stared at after just a few rides.

Cars were the second option Aoki ruled out.

One reason was that he was too young and didn't have a driver's license.

Also, cars weren't convenient for navigating through streets and alleys.

So it seemed that only motorcycles remained...

Unfortunately, it would be fantastic if he could fly and utilize space magic. Then he wouldn't need to overthink it. 

While lost in thought, Aoki arrived at the gate of Gosha Academy.

Looking at the two-meter iron fence, he realized that the day had finally come for him to jump over it.

He leaped lightly, grabbing the top with his palms, pulling and twisting with his wrists and arms, and Aoki completed a 180-degree turn in the air.

Then his palms loosened, and his whole body completed the landing stance, standing firmly on the ground. 

Bang. 

The faint sound of landing spread throughout the campus at night, but unfortunately, there were no security personnel patrolling the gate. 

No one had ever witnessed this process of overcoming the wall, which could be called the art of gymnastics. 

After landing, Aoki did not linger. Under the influence of the demon blood, and beneath the bright moonlight, there was no distinction between day and night for him. 

Following his memory to the indoor gymnasium, he instructed the little black ball to enter first to check if anyone was still inside. 

The little black ball bypassed the closed main entrance and flew in through the small window above the gymnasium. 

Three minutes later, it sent a message to Aoki. It was on the stage, fiddling with something unknown. 

Aoki thought for a moment, communicated with the little black ball, and discovered the hidden back door. 

Gently pushing the door open, he quickly entered, accompanied by a harsh creaking sound. 

On the stage, Hajime Tanaka, who was debugging the broadcasting equipment, frowned and looked toward the source of the noise. 

He had already hypnotized the policemen and teachers patrolling the school, so no one would come here at this time. 

After waiting for a while, no one appeared, and there was no other movement. Hajime Tanaka relaxed his brow and muttered to himself, "Is it caused by the wind?" 

He had no intention of checking it out. Even if someone arrived, the worst he could do was say a few more words and perform hypnosis. 

After confirming through the small black ball that Hajime Tanaka had not come, Aoki walked out of the dark corner. 

He had originally intended to carry out a sneak attack when Tanaka came to inspect him and try to take him away in one swift motion. 

This way, the risk would be minimal, and there would be no need to determine whether Hajime Tanaka's hypnotic ability or mental resistance was stronger. 

If the plan failed, Aoki would only be able to attack head-on. 

He didn't want to wait; something would change later. It just so happened that only Hajime Tanaka was here, so it was okay to overdo it.

The magic power in his entire body was mobilized, the primary physical control was activated, the eye of perception was opened, and the strong thunder elements in his hand were gathered into a spear with flickering electric light.

This was the most powerful attack magic that Aoki currently mastered: the Thunder Spear. With his magic power, he could use it only three times at most.

Aoki moved slowly, then faster and faster, until he was exposed to Hajime Tanaka's field of vision, his speed reaching its limit. 

Seeing a black shadow rushing towards him at nearly invisible speed, Hajime Tanaka's corpulent body trembled in fear.

His eyes, nearly hidden by fat, suddenly opened wide, and he unconsciously opened his mouth to stop it.

"Stop... uh... uh... uh..."

As soon as he uttered a word, his throat hurt, and the rest of his words turned into groans of pain.

Aoki held the sharp thunder spear and pierced Hajime Tanaka's throat.

Seeing that he was speechless, Aoki felt relieved. Originally, he wanted to aim for the head directly, but Hajime Tanaka's words momentarily affected him, causing his aim to be a little off.

Fortunately, Aoki's mental resistance was strong enough. After being stunned for a moment, he immediately made adjustments.

At such a fast speed, he could barely aim for the throat. Fortunately, this time he didn't miss and managed to hit the target.