- Sona Sitri -
"Come on, you will enjoy it, So-tan. Ria-tan is going there and Sirzechs and Grayfia will be there to keep an eye on you all too. I wish I could come but I need to attend this super special meeting." Serafall said, convincing her.
"Hah, do I really have to?" Seriously, Comiket wasn't exactly her cup of tea. It was more of Rias' hobbies.
"Obviously! I have even prepared the costumes for you all." Serafall summoned a blue... monstrosity, making her take a step back.
"I am not wearing that."
"What! Nooo! I have researched the past five Comikets and the Cosplay Competition. Magical Girl costumes have won the first prize three times and the second prize two times. This is the latest costume of the Magical Girl, Milky Spiral, from the movies. I especially got the costume designers of the series to get this made for you. With this, you will absolutely win first place."
"I do not want to." She deadpanned.
And then started the whining.
Two hours later, she stood outside the Comiket venue... dressed in that blue monstrosity.
Beside her, Rias was dressed in a similar costume but in red. Akeno was in purple and Tsubaki was in violet.
...Serafall had prepared costumes for everyone, not that Rias or Akeno minded that. Tsubaki was a bit shy but she was easily persuaded by Onee-sama and that's how they were in this situation now.
"Cheer up, Sona. We are going to the Comiket. The Comiket!" Rias said excitedly.
"I don't need to. You are excited enough for the both of us."
"But it's the Comiket. How can I not be excited?"
"Alright alright. Just keep together, you all." Lord Lucifer laughed.
He was there with Lady Grayfia and his son, Milicas.
"Yes." All of them answered as they entered the venue.
It was... like a whole other world.
Everywhere she looked, there were people dressed in different costumes. Some she recognised, most she didn't. The shops carried different items, from little trinkets to different merchandise.
Some sold manga and doujin of other mangas, while others sold games, while some others were doing photo shoots of cosplayers.
Rias ran around the place, dragging her from one counter to the other as they bought several things and without even knowing, she was already in her pace.
After an hour or so, the music concert was about to start and they all went towards the stage to find a good place to watch the show better.
She waited for the show to start, not even realising that she was already feeling much lighter after having fun there.
- Rimuru -
As their whole group entered the venue, they all began setting up their stalls. Some of them will man the shop while some others will take rounds around the place to buy stuff. The last group will prepare for the music concert.
He pulled Silas to the side for a talk. When the rest of the group looked at them curiously. "Umm, we need to talk about something so you guys carry on." He waved them off.
Saitama and Ainz knew about what he was about to do so they followed them too.
They found an empty changing room and surrounded Silas.
"What? What do we need to do here?" Silas asked, looking around.
He raised a hand and quickly made a small barrier in the room.
Silas looked around suspiciously. "What's wrong? Did you guys find some problem?"
"Nothing like that. I just remembered something." He replied, looking at Ainz.
"What?"
Ainz put a hand on Silas' shoulder. "About the punishment for the loser of yesterday's game."
"Hah?"
Ainz brought the parchment from yesterday out and cast a translation spell on the parchment as they watched the words change to normal Japanese.
Silas took the paper and read it and Rimuru cherished every moment of his reaction, watching as his face went pale. "You have got to be kidding me?"
"Hey, I am not the one who set the rules." He shrugged.
Actually, he was the one who created the whole damn game, while Ainz just had the rules translated into the language of his world.
It was a very elaborate process they had planned and started over a month ago.
First, they would make a tradition of playing games from different worlds every night so when this game was brought up, he wouldn't doubt it.
To be honest, the game every night was a great idea and they would be keeping it even after this.
Anyways, after that, Great Sage had created a game that might look simple but probability wise, it would always result in the loss of the player who joined the game last. And last step was...
"No way I am doing this." Silas handed back the parchment to Ainz, who casually stored it back in a pocket dimension of his.
"I am afraid, that's no longer possible, Silas. You have after all... signed a magic contract." Ainz smiled, feeling like a character straight out of a horror movie.
Tricking a devil with a contract... it might be cliche but it worked.
"What? You didn't!"
"Obviously we did. Now you will know our pain too."
"Yeah, let's see you call us dickless anymore!" he added.
"Hah! Seriously? Is this all about that? Oh, come on, if you don't like it, you could always have told me and I wouldn't do it again."
"No way. Do you take us for idiots? Ask yourself. Put a hand on your heart, meet our eyes, and ask yourself if you would do that?"
"I… would." He replied but avoided eye contact.
…
"Look me in the eyes, bastard!"
"But why is Saitama in all this? I never made any dickless jokes about him."
"You were going to give me a comb for my birthday, bastard."
"Say what?" Silas replied, confused.
"Not important. Concentrate on the matter at hand." He quickly interrupted to deviate their attention.
"Anyways… you made your bed; now lie in it." Ainz said grandly.
He looked at Ainz. Did he write this dialogue?
Silas looked at them with narrowed eyes once more.
"There will be... a reckoning. I will have my vengeance."
"I am an undead, Silas. Death and vengeance might be special for you... but they are my life. We will see when it comes." Ainz replied, spreading his arms wide.
Seriously, did he write these lines at home for this day?
Dammit, he should have written something too.
Now only Ainz gets to show off.
Ainz summoned a box and handed it over to him. "Be ready."
With that, they left the changing room, leaving Silas behind.
He finally shared a fist bump with Ainz.
"All according to..."
"Keikaku."
"You didn't forget the cameras, did you?" He asked.
"The Pleiades have been instructed to record all the events."
"Great!"
"Now, let's go check out the stalls. I have read some really good reviews about a certain doujin group and wanted to check their products. We need to hurry before it sells off quickly." And with that, they went to the stands area once more.
- Sirzechs -
"This is actually fun." He smiled as he looked at Rias and the kids having fun.
Even Milicas was looking at everything excitedly.
They had come to Japan to talk to the leader of the local supernatural factions about the appearance of the mysterious Lucifer a few months ago.
It was obviously not easy to get that done, as that incident had spooked everyone and no one wanted to talk about it.
Azazel had downright denied any talks on the matter. Heaven was quiet. As for the Church, even if they made noise, there had not been any further deployments in the country. If anything, from the reports, it seems that they have actually pulled back several of their more… valued personnel from the country.
He guessed that they didn't want anyone to poke the hornet's nest accidentally and then get the whole establishment in the country destroyed by a raging Devil.
Normally they would have also left it as it is but recently there had been news about the Old Satan faction moving around and trying to find some information about the guy.
There were also some Pillars whose loyalty was shaky and now they were trying to see if they had other options.
After all, the Civil War might have ended with them as victors but there were far more reasons for that than the normal public was aware of.
Back then, no one wanted to continue the war and the Old Satan faction was hell-bent to continue the war. That was what had caused many of the houses to revolt against them. Moreover, it wasn't a sudden reaction but a plan that spanned for decades, probably a century. After all, Rizevim was the only natural-born Super Devil for a reason.
In other words, people back then didn't have any better options so they joined them even when all their thoughts didn't match. There were many people who didn't agree with the current Government's ways of doing things.
There was a reason they had to pull back and adjust sometimes so as to not push them away to the other side. A king is only a king so long as they have a group of people to rule over. And they knew from the actions of the Old Satan faction that force could only control the people for so long.
Sooner or later, times will change.
It always does.
And if Super Devils were created once... who is to say that they won't be created or be born again? They, however, couldn't afford another civil war or not even the Evil Pieces would be able to fill the void created by it.
Now, that same fear was coming true. With the news about this new figure… the Mysterious Lucifer, many people had begun moving, hoping to get a meeting with him and get him to their side to get more weight. Thankfully, it seems that the person himself is not keen on contacting anyone.
It had taken Serafall a lot of asking around to arrange a meeting with the local factions in the name of trade where they could ask around about the subject and see if they could get anything.
Even now she had gone to see the arrangements for tomorrow's meeting.
When Rias heard that there was a Comiket, she wanted to come too and then Serafall brought over Sona, stating her being worried about some family matters and that taking some time off would do her some good.
Either way, they were going to start schooling in Japan from the next term so it wasn't a bad idea for them to get familiar with the place.
"Sera is late, isn't she?" He asked Grayfia. "Were there any problems?"
"I don't think so. Otherwise, she would have informed us."
"You are right. I guess I am getting worried for no reaso…" His words were stopped by a push to his side. He looked around to see... Sera... dressed in what could only be called a Gothic outfit, carrying a guitar.
What was she trying now?
She stared back at him with a frown and spoke before he could greet her.
"Wachu lookin at, ketchuphead? Haven't seen a girl in your life before?"
"Huh?"
She, however, didn't reply and looked at Grayfia instead and smiled. "Nice Sakuya Izayoi cosplay. Ten out of ten." She gave her a thumbs up before walking straight towards the stage without looking back anymore.
"...okay, what is she up to now?" Sona asked.
"Who knows what goes on in that mind of hers?" Grayfia replied.
"Ahahahaha, maybe she's just into goths today. It happens once in a while." Serafall went through phases. "Anyways, let's see what she is up to today."
They looked and surprisingly, Serafall didn't seem like she was cosplaying as anyone as she went backstage instead.
"Ladies and gentlemen, next up we are having a performance by 'The Crossroads!'"
The stage was set as six... maids walked onto the stage with various instruments and at the head of the group was Serafall in that same Gothic dress with a guitar.
"Our first song is called 'Voracity.'"
And then they started playing.
Sirzechs watched with wide eyes at Serafall, who seemed like a completely different person. Not just him; even Grayfia was staring at her with a dumbfounded face.
The songs continued, however.
After Voracity came a song called Gurenge and then another.
He knew Serafall could sing but that was mostly songs for kids for her Magical Girl concerts and all that but this... wow. It was as if she was possessed.
The crowd was going wild after every song and even Rias and Sona were moving to the tune of the songs lightly. Actually, not just them; he noticed that even Grayfia was slightly tapping her foot.
It was a fact not known to many but Grayfia loved music. After all, that was how the two of them got acquainted in the first place.
When the performance ended, the entire place erupted in applause and cheers for the group as they left the stage one by one.