Non-Canon Omake: The mysterious Read-headed woman. (Patreon)

Getting blasted out of the world-line by the Demon was…not pleasant.

And by that I mean, I was in so much pain it made it hard to think properly. Avalon was doing what it could, but I had taken a huge hit.

I was thankful to the piece of Big G in the spear, giving me that tiny opportunity to sort of yank myself out of harms away. I wasn’t in the right mind, so I couldn’t precisely aim myself, more so, just hurl my body in a sort of general direction that I felt was familiar.

That was the last thing I remember.

And now, I was staring at an unfamiliar ceiling.

I was…bandaged and someone took care of me, but I had no idea where I was.

AS if to answer my question, the door opened.

A beautiful woman walked in, seemingly surprised as I was to see her. She had long red hair, a large chest, and long beautiful legs that accentuated her hips. She was utterly gorgeous and nearly took my breath away.

“Oh, you’re awake.” She said with an enchanting voice.

“Are you an angel?”

“Ara Ara, about the opposite.” She giggled. “You’re lucky I found you when I did. The Guards around the place thought you were an intruder.”

“Guards?” I questioned.

“You don’t know where you are?”

“Honestly, I have no idea. I had a little…accident.”

“Hmm, I guess it doesn’t really matter.” She shrugged. “You’re free to go when you’re all healed up.” She smiled beautifully.

“I’m free to go, just like that?”

“I doubt an intruder would willingly hurt themselves like how I found you. It’s an honest mistake, most likely a haphazard teleport when you were in a bad state. No harm was done.”

“…..and what if I asked to come back?”

“Come back? Whatever for?”

“It would be rude of me to not thank the wonderful woman who nursed me back to health.” I gave my most charming smile.”

“Oh my, aren’t you a sweetheart. I never did get your name.”

“Wilhelm Henry Schweinorg, at your service.” I reached out to take her hand, giving it a kiss.

“Has anyone told you that you’re a terrible flirt?” She giggled, not dissuaded in the slightest. “You can call me Resheira.”

“A beautiful name for a beautiful woman.”

“And now you’re just doing it on purpose.” She playfully swat at my shoulder.

“I am many things, but a liar is not one of them.”

“Ara Ara, I need to be careful around you. I think just one little slip up, and I may just find myself caught up in that cute smile of yours~” She giggled again, cupping my cheek. “It’s strange, I feel like I somehow know you for some reason. Have we met before?”

“I can honestly say that this is the first time we’re meeting. And you would know if there was a second.”

“And why’s that?”

“Because the second time we’ve met would have certainly been on a date.”

“You are dangerous~” She cooed with a little smile of hers. “Let me go get you something to eat, otherwise I don’t think I’ll be able to resist eating you up~” She shot me a little wink before leaving the room again.

Holy shit, that woman definitely did things for me.

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“Well, how was the meal?” I asked.

“I was right, you’re a dangerous man.” Resheira giggled, laying her head on my bare chest while the blanket covered our naked bodies.

“I think you’re the dangerous one here. You’re entirely at fault for seducing me.”

She let out that cute giggle of hers again. “Oh, so I’m to blame?”

“How am I supposed to resist that beautiful smile of yours?”

“I think my father warned me about men like you.”

“Men like me?”

“The ones who say all the right things to get me to take my clothes off.”

“Oh, don’t act like you don’t get flirted with every day. I doubt a woman like you doesn’t have many people trying to win your heart.”

She poked my cheek. “You’d be surprised. A lot of people are…. Intimidated by my position. They’d much rather go after my cute little sister.”

“Their loss.”

“Is it?” She questioned. “Are you being possessive now?”

“That depends, are you against it?”

Her eyes softened. “Is this you asking me out on a date?”

“Maybe it is.”

“Consider it a date then.” She kissed my cheek. “I can’t wait to tell Fia that someone finally asked me out.”

“Fia?”

“Mmm, Grayfia. She’s been my best friend for years now. Ever since the Civil War.”

I blinked. “I’m sorry, did you say Grayfia?”

“Is there a problem?” She tilted her head.

“….no, sorry was just…taken by surprise. Do you not know who I am?”

“Should I?” It was her turn to look confused. “I mean, I don’t mind that you’re a half devil. I don’t care about any of that and you seemed plenty strong anyways, do I didn’t think you would care about me being a pure-blooded devil. You’re not with the old Satan Faction…are you?”

“Oh, absolutely not.”

“No worries then.”

“….you said you have a sister?” I changed the subject, trying to figure out who this woman actually was.

“My cute little Rias. She’s already almost an adult but she’s still just my adorable little sister.” She cooed.

“….Rias?” I choked out.

“That’s right.” She looked at me again. “….do you not know who I am?” She questioned me this time.

“…I honestly have no idea.” I replied.

“Oh….this is awkward then.” She blushed a little. “I just assumed you were aware….It’s not…. A problem, I hope? I don’t really have many people flirt with me so….genuinely without some scheme or something.”

“I…...I’m still not quite sure on your identity, actually. W-what are the names of your parents?”

“Oh, you really didn’t know?” She giggled. “My mother is Venelana Gremory, my father is Zeoticus Gremory. And I’m one of the Satans, Resheira Lucifer.” She proudly introduced.

“….oh my god.” I realized who she was. And Where I was.

I was in a parallel world to my birth world.

And I….I…….

I just fucked my father.

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