Academy seemed to return to its usual rhythm, as if the dramatic events of the Rating Game and Rin's sudden display of power had been nothing more than a vivid dream. Rin himself walked the halls with his customary calm demeanor, blending in perfectly. The problem of explaining his superhuman abilities had, surprisingly, resolved itself. Rias, Akeno, and even Sona, in their frantic brainstorming, had come up with a rather elaborate, yet remarkably convenient, explanation: Rin was a hero, possessing a unique Sacred Gear. The only lingering question was why his Sacred Gear manifested as a watch-like device, but they had no answer for that, and Rin saw no need to provide one.
He was now a superhuman, his physique still appearing deceptively normal to the casual observer, though a keen eye might notice the subtle, lean power rippling beneath his school uniform. His Tier III stats ensured he was far beyond any ordinary human, or even most devils. This new tier also came with an unexpected, yet familiar, bonus: the ability to travel to the Tensura world at will, no longer needing to rely on random dreams. It had always been his system's doing, he realized, the dreams merely an uncontrolled manifestation of this underlying power. Now, he commanded it.
Rin mused on his new abilities. He could easily defeat Riser even without his Black Swordsman transformation. The transformation itself, while powerful, was limited to ten minutes of activation, followed by a ten-minute cooldown. He could access ten distinct forms through his Sacred Gear, the Black Swordsman being just one of them. The others were equally familiar, drawn from various fictional realms he knew well. He looked forward to trying them all.
The school day passed without incident. No new devils, no unexpected skirmishes. Just the mundane rhythm of classes and student life. As the final bell rang and students began to trickle out of the academy, Rin was about to head home when he heard a familiar voice call out.
"Rin-kun, could you spare a moment? Please come to the student council room."
It was Sona Sitri. Rin chose not to read her mind, preferring to experience whatever surprise she had in store. Was it a dinner invitation? A serious discussion? He wondered, a slight smile playing on his lips.
He followed her, the quiet corridors echoing their footsteps. They arrived at the student council room. Sona opened the door, motioning him inside, then stepped in herself. The moment the door clicked shut behind them, securely locked, Sona turned.
Her eyes, usually cool and analytical, burned with a raw, desperate passion. Before Rin could even fully register her intent, she surged forward, throwing her arms around his neck and crushing her lips against his.
Rin was genuinely surprised by her sudden, fervent kiss. But looking into the depths of her eyes, seeing the unyielding desire reflected there, he knew. He needed to give her what she desperately craved.
Sona deepened the kiss, her body pressing against his. Jealousy had been a slow, insidious burn within her. Seeing Rias and Akeno so intimately connected with Rin, knowing their shared experiences, had tormented her. Every night, alone in her room, her thoughts had been consumed by what it would feel like to be in their place, leading to countless solitary acts of desperate longing. Yesterday, witnessing Riser's brutality and her own inability to fully intervene, had solidified her resolve. She would hold back no longer. She would give her entire self to Rin.
The academy was deserted, the only sounds the soft moans that escaped Sona's lips, echoing through the empty building as their passion intensified. She gasped, a mix of pain and overwhelming pleasure as Rin's 'rod' penetrated her. This... this is what Rias and Akeno felt? she thought, a dizzying rush of sensation. The pain quickly receded, replaced by an ecstasy so profound it stole her breath. She understood now, why they had wanted her to join them.
Through the long night, Sona succumbed to pleasure not once, not twice, but thrice, falling unconscious from the sheer intensity. Yet, Rin continued, his dominant gaze fixing her, treating her like a mere 'breeding object,' and instead of anger, a thrilling wave of submission washed over her. His stare, so commanding, so utterly possessive, made her shiver, sending her spiraling into climax after climax. Rias and Akeno had spoken of their experiences, but living it was an entirely different universe of sensation.
The next morning, Sona stirred, waking to find herself sprawled on the student council room sofa. A wave of embarrassment washed over her as memories of the previous night flooded back. She couldn't believe her own actions, the uninhibited sounds, the raw surrender. Yet, despite the mortification, she admitted to herself that she had enjoyed every single moment.
Rin, already awake, stood by the window, gazing out at the rising sun. He turned, a gentle smile gracing his lips. "Good morning, Sona," he said, his voice soft, almost tender.
Her heart fluttered, a joyous bird taking flight within her chest. In that moment, looking at him, Sona realized something profound. She didn't regret falling in love with a guy like him. Not one bit.