The next morning, Duanmu Huai arrived at school and, at Rias's request, found the Occult Research Club in the Old School Building.
"Hello, Teacher."
When Duanmu Huai entered the Occult Research Club, Rias was already waiting for him.
And Rias was not the only one waiting for him.
Standing beside Rias was a girl with a high ponytail and a smile reminiscent of a Yamato Nadeshiko—Himejima Akeno. Sitting on the sofa and nibbling on some snacks was a petite, white-haired girl who looked like a middle school student, Toujou Koneko. Sitting on the other side was a handsome, dashing blond boy, Kiba Yuuto...
Hmm, they were all famous figures at school.
As a teacher, Duanmu Huai naturally remembered his students' names. These people had even attended his classes, but he simply had not paid them much attention at the time.
Since they were all here, that meant...
"Are you all demons?"
"That is correct."
Hearing Duanmu Huai's question, Rias nodded. The others then stood up as well, and Duanmu Huai saw pairs of batlike wings unfurl behind them... Seeing this, Duanmu Huai merely narrowed his eyes before looking away.
"Well, this is interesting... All right, you can tell me now what you wanted with me, Gremory."
"Just call me Rias, Teacher."
Rias sat back down and stared at Duanmu Huai.
"To be honest, I have always sensed the aura emanating from you, Teacher, but I never expected the Sacred Gear residing within you to be this powerful..."
"..."
Duanmu Huai said nothing. He could guess why she had come to that conclusion. The reason was simple: Duanmu Huai was a true god, so it was only natural for him to carry a divine aura. Of course, ordinary people—whether humans, angels, fallen angels, or demons—could probably never imagine a god personally