DxD: A World Where T*tties Defy Gravity [ Chapter 82: Solution! ] (Patreon)

["No, I never struck you as that type of girl."] Elsha quipped in reply, making Isane blush hard, causing the blonde beauty to laugh inside the Boosted Gear.

["Oh, Isane, you're too easy to tease."] she sniggered. ["Anyway, Isane. If you have feelings for Rex, tell him. I'm sure he won't deny you."]

"Didn't he leave you?" Isane asked. "Because he hurt you really badly?"

["He did."] Elsha replied. ["However, that doesn't mean that he'd leave you again. As long as he doesn't indirectly kill you, that is."]

"He won't." Isane replied, sounding more confident than she inwardly was as she began to eat her dinner. "Elsha... can I ask you something?"

["Go for it."]

"Are you upset at Rex?" Isane asked, directly. "For leaving you?"

["…"] Like before, Elsha remained silent. For up to half a minute, she remained entirely silent, before she replied.

["Well, at first, I was rather upset at Rex for leaving me."] Elsha replied. ["And dying made it worse. I felt abandoned by the one person that I'd ever fallen for, and for a while, I was more resentful than I even thought possible. But now..."]

"But?" Isane urged her on, intrigued.

["But now, in the two centuries I've had in here, I've managed to get over him leaving." Elsha replied. "Holding resentment, or a grudge, against someone is really bad for your health, if only Ddraig knew that."]

["Hmph."] Ddraig gave a huff, but didn't say anything else.

["So to answer your question, Isane, I'm not upset now at Rex for leaving."] Elsha replied. ["Have you got anything else to ask?"]

"Yes." Isane replied. "If, hypothetically, you got to talk to Rex again, would you give him a second chance? Would you talk to him again?"

["That was technically two questions at once."] Elsha remarked. ["But to answer, Isane, if certain conditions are met, yes. I would give Rex a second chance. If Rex proved that he's sorry that he left me, and is willing to give our relationship another go, as I still look back on our relationship with fond memories, I'd give him a second chance."]

"Huh... okay." Isane replied.

["Because imagine for a second that it was you who was given the second chance." Elsha explained. "Wouldn't you feel better if you were given an opportunity to give something another go? Whether it's the car you've been hired to fix or the relationship that took a turn for the worse due to your own mistakes, or hell, even one of those video games that you love playing."]

Isane sniggered for a second, being unable to imagine what it would be like to not be given a second chance if she died in a game like Dark Souls or Shovel Knight.

"It's always a nice feeling to know that someone, or something, is giving you a chance to redeem yourself."] Elsha continued. ["If you earn it, of course."]

"Alright." Isane replied. "Thanks for the advice, Elsha."

["Anytime."]

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The next day, the day after Rex and Rias had had a very productive and intense, on the levels that a particularly rowdy fuck-session with Valian was likely to turn out training session down in the time chamber that had been used to train the crimson-haired beauty and her peerage, that resulted in Rias, according to Palutena, coming close to achieving her fourth pair of Devil wings... Rex woke up.

There was no middle ground between sleeping and awakening. Just one second Rex was asleep, and the next he was awake. Simple as that. How very unusual.

'Huh.' Rex thought, as, while in the loose embrace of his aunt, he sat up, his senses both physical and magical stretched. 'I was sure I felt something. Some presence that's not usually here. Else I wouldn't have been woken up.'

Stretching his senses to his breaking point, Rex focused, trying to find the presence that he thought had woken him up, but for the moment, found none.

However, as he thought about giving up and going back to sleep as he did enjoy Rias' sleeping embraces a lot, along with cancelling his magical sense, Rex felt it. He didn't just THINK he felt it, he definitely felt it this time. One hundred and twenty five percent, he felt it.

A divine presence was moving into his house. A presence that, unlike Palutena's, that spoke in the way that presences do of kindness and wisdom, this presence seemed to speak of vanity and lust.

'Vanity and lust...' Rex thought. 'I can only think of one deity who fits that bill. And I haven't interacted with her for... about a century. I think World War One was in it's closing stages when I last spoke to her.'

Casting a quick spell that swapped the position of himself with the position of a pillow on the two-seater couch, that sat in front of his bed and faced the 50-inch 4K TV, so Rias was hugging a pillow instead of him, Rex silently dressed himself so as not to disturb his aunt.

Once he was dressed, Rex slowly walked out of his room. After the minutes-long trip from the third floor out of four of his villa where his room was situated was over, he came to the living room, where he saw Palutena, sat on one of the sofas, and talking to someone on one of the other sofas.

The blonde hair. The violet eyes. The gown that barely covered anything and would be rendered entirely pointless upon the slightest breeze.

The figure that was comparable, if not outright superior, to Akeno's and Penemue's.

It was her, alright.

"Hello, Rex." Aphrodite, the Greek Goddess of Love, Beauty and Sexuality, greeted her great-nephew-in-law. "My, it's been a long time, hasn't it?"

"You could say that." Rex replied. "Ninty-nine years, eleven months and one day, since you tagged along with me to get the Golden Fleece of Colchis back from the Old Satan Faction. For the woman, who is now my Pact Magician, who YOU made fall in love with the bastard who helped steal it."

"Eh... hehehe." Aphrodite chuckled, in reply. "I won't deny that. Though Hera was the one who convinced, or coerced, me into making Medea fall in love with Jason."