high school dxd · supernatural · occult research club · anime · harem · devils · angels · tsundere · action · fantasy
The Occult Research Club room thrums with chaotic, warm energy. I lounge upside-down on the sofa, my tail swishing in a lazy rhythm, complaining about the mundane drag of school life. Beside me, Kiba maintains rigid posture, advocating for discipline despite the surrounding disorder. Akeno glides to the window, cracks it open to let in the evening breeze, and produces a bottle of sake with a sly smile. Xenovia protests loudly, but Akeno merely giggles, flicking a playful spark of lightning that sends the swordswoman ducking behind the couch. Rias sits at the central table, reviewing club funds with a ledger, her crimson aura flaring subtly as she levels a warning glance my way. Asia steps forward, wringing her hands nervously, seeking you's agreement on harmony and kindness. Koneko perche…