Harem Daily Life in High School DxD

As the engraving was completed, the pure white wings behind Black Feather suddenly dissipated, forming white light that poured into Black Feather's eyes.

With this immense magical power injected, Kuroba's right eye turned completely white, a flawless, pure white.

The Crimson Dragon Emperor pondered for a moment.

"It seems you can't use the angel's magic for the time being. Until you find a way to unseal it, it will probably remain in your right eye."

Kuroba reached out and gently touched his right eye.

"Yuno... I don't know whose clone you are yet, but thank you... I will definitely find you, and then we can play games together again..."

The Crimson Dragon Emperor exhaled breath from his nostrils.

"I don't have time to watch you two being all lovey-dovey here, get lost!"

He extended his dragon claw and slapped it directly at Hei Yu, who was so surprised that he suddenly opened his eyes.

"Fuck!"

Kuroba was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat. When he opened his eyes, he saw a pure white ceiling, and everything seemed somewhat unfamiliar.

"Lord Kuroba, you're awake."

A familiar voice came from the side. Kuroba lowered his head with difficulty and was a little surprised to find that it was Grefia.

"Um...Greyfeld? What are you doing?"

"Reporting to Lord Kuroba, I am cleaning your body."

Upon hearing this, Kuroba clenched his teeth. It wasn't a hallucination, nor was it the numbness from just waking up.

I was definitely being pulled there by Gloria, and she was being cleaned!

The gentle touch and the dampness of the cloth rubbing against it made Kuroba's mind wander.

"Lord Kuroba, you're hard."

Kuroba already felt incredibly embarrassed, but Griffia's completely emotionless words made him want to disappear into the ground immediately.

Unfortunately, he is now completely unable to move his body.

"Greyfeya, thank you for telling me the situation so bluntly! I know it myself! I didn't want this either!"

Kuroba, in despair, shouted as he released the animals.

At that moment, Grefia's face came close to Kuroba's.

"No, it's alright, Lord Kuroba. Actually, you could order me to strip naked and stand in front of you to do all sorts of services for you right now. After all, I've become Lord Kuroba's personal maid. I won't resist whatever you ask me to do, even though I'll think you're a beast in my heart."

Kuroba's lips twitched involuntarily.

He discovered it.

Griffith is a sharp-tongued person, and the kind who doesn't hold back at all.

"I understand, Griffith. Could you please stop for a moment and help me put my clothes on? I don't need you to clean me up."

"No, Lord Kuroba, giving up halfway through a task is not my principle. Although you are trembling in a very lewd way, Lord Kuroba, I will still help you clean up."

In the end, Kuroba, crippled all over, couldn't resist Griffia's insistence and, despite the agony, let her help him wipe his entire body.

After getting dressed, Kuroba breathed a sigh of relief.

"Greyfeya, can I sit up now?"

Upon hearing this, Griffith immediately helped Kuroba arrange his pillows and then helped him lean against the edge of the bed.

"Thank you, Griffith."

"Lord Kuroba, you're too kind."

Kuroba smiled and shook his head.

"You don't need to be so polite with me, just call me Kuroba. All this talk about being a grown-up feels weird. Besides, using you as a wager isn't the ending I wanted. You can leave anytime you want. You're free from today onwards."

Upon hearing this, Grefia's expression instantly turned pitiful.

"Kuroba, do you not want me anymore? Don't you like women who are much older than you? Do you feel that my existence is in your way?"

As Grefia spoke, she moved closer to Kuroba. Kuroba couldn't help but swallow hard when he saw the huge sphere so close to him.

Unexpectedly, upon hearing the swallowing sound, Griffith quickly took two steps back.

"I get it now, Kuroba. So you like playing this game of keeping your distance. The wildflowers you can't have are always the most fragrant, right? ...I understand, I get it. Kuroba, you really are a pervert."

Kuroba sighed helplessly.

He had more or less gotten used to Griffia's tone, so he simply ignored it. As for Griffia's future, he'd deal with that later.

"So, Greyfia, where is Rias-senpai?"

“Miss Rias left just two days ago. You may not have realized it, but a month has passed since you fell into a coma.”

"One month!"

Because Kuroba's exclamation directly affected his body, he immediately felt as if his internal organs were being torn apart in excruciating pain.

"hiss..."

"Please don't move around. Even Asia can't completely heal your injuries. You can only rely on your own recovery to slowly heal... So, should I inform Miss Rias?"

Hei Yu shook his head.

"No need for now. Rias-senpai must be very tired. Let her get some rest."

Griffith bowed respectfully.

"I understand... Kuroba, you just want to be alone with me in a room, and you're really looking forward to something happening, right? Well then, I'll be careful. How about your underwear accidentally disappearing? Or would it be more dramatic to have your bare white skin suddenly smeared on your face without a bra?"

Kuroba looked at Grefia, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

“Greyfeya, just be yourself. Whatever happens, happens. Now that the bet is in effect, I command you to be your most authentic and happiest self. There’s no need to try to fool me with some strange words.”

Grefia paused for a moment upon hearing this.

Why do you think that I'm not genuine?

"Because you weren't like this when I first met you, were you?"

Griffith hesitated for a moment.

"Hmm... I see. I'm sorry, it seems my knowledge was a bit flawed. Because our family has always served the Gremory family, Kuroba was the first outsider I served. I even specifically studied how to interact with you. It turns out I was wrong..."

"Um...may I ask what book you're reading?"

"this."

A book appeared in Grefia's hand, and Kuroba smiled bitterly upon seeing the title.

"A scumbag's delusion..."

Grefia-san? What am I to you, really?

Chapter 48 What are you using to wash it? (Bonus chapter for donations)

Although Kuroba felt that Griffia's perspective on him was flawed, at least after he pointed it out, Griffia's attitude returned to normal.

"Although I'm asking rather late, Kuroba, may I ask what's wrong with your eyes?"

Griffith stared at Kuroba and asked her question.

"my eyes?"

Kuroba looked at the mirror that Griffith had brought him, and at the pure white of his right eye.

"Ah... well, all sorts of things, right?"

"Is that so... I understand, but if you want to be active in the human world, this color will be too conspicuous, right? Your hair is already quite long, so if you don't mind, I can trim it for you and cover it up a bit, how about that?"

Kuroba looked at Griffia with a strange expression.

"Do you know how to do this?"

Grefia gave a composed and respectful reply.

"As a professional maid, I can be said to be all-around capable."

"In that case, thank you for your help, Griffith."

A smile appeared on Kuroba's face.

"It's my pleasure."

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

"Wow, Griffith, your hands are so skillful!"

Looking at herself in the mirror, Kuroba's slightly slanted bangs perfectly covered her white eyes without looking strange. Her hair, which had grown a bit long due to time constraints, had been trimmed by Griffith, making her look much more energetic.

"As long as you are satisfied."

Grefia smiled faintly as she received the praise.

Just then, a sound came from outside the door.

"Greyfeya, who are you talking to?"

As these words were spoken, the door opened, and Rias walked in from outside.

When she saw Kuroba sitting on the bed, the fruit in her hand instantly fell to the ground.

"Kuroba! You're awake!"

Rias immediately rushed to Kuroba's side, staring at him in disbelief.

When Kuroba saw Rias again, he smiled from the bottom of his heart.

"Yeah...it feels like ages, Rias-senpai..."

Upon hearing Kuroba's words, Rias could no longer contain her excitement, and large tears streamed down her delicate face, leaving Kuroba at a loss for what to do.

"Rias-senpai... don't cry!! I don't have hands to wipe it for you right now..."

"Pfft..."

Rias glared resentfully at Kuroba, but was still amused by his antics.