AN: And... here's to working on the next chapter. I will probably go into the Peace Conference next, some fights (LOL) before Ravel enacts her plan that would invoke much comedy.

The Little Sister Needs Employees?

With Vali...

"So won't rat me out on planning to ditch my perverted self-proclaimed father and joining a terrorist group bent on destroying any peaceful notions between the supernatural world?"

"If said perverted self-proclaimed father was molesting you then I would have no troubles at all, but in this case you'll just look evil if you do it like this. What did Azazel ever do to you?"

"Training."

Specifically from Armaros, one of the Grigori's seven founders.

Being hit by gigantic iron balls, drowned while being tied with weights...

"Ah." Ravel exclaimed with an understanding nod.

Vali Lucifer released a sigh of relief at Ravel's level of reasonableness.

He didn't hate Azazel by all means, but he sure wanted to get back at him by being a dick in return for all the shit he had to put up with.

Granted, Azazel was far from bad when compared with his grandfather Rizevim.

Considering that Azazel was childless in a biological sense despite the huge harems he had in the past, the curse-like infertility that he had made him crave to have someone he could call a son and a daughter.

And Vali became that someone to him.

His planned retaliation and rebellion against Azazel was more the case of teenage rebellion with the lives of beings from several factions being on the line as a consequence if compared with true malice. Right now he simply didn't want the fights to stop so that he can start leveling up to beat up Rizevim later on.

Vali didn't hate Azazel at all, not that he would ever say he loved him as a father to his face due to his own pride. Also, it wasn't as if he realized the fact that he did consider Azazel a father to him

And Ravel thought she was a Tsundere… If Vali could just be honest with himself he would probably be fine sticking with Azazel.

"Granted, I seriously want to stretch my wings, no pun intended, and get some good fights."

Ravel nods along with his reasoning.

"I can understand that. Sometimes I wish there was someone just below my level that I can fight. Although my main reason is so that I won't end up like everyone else."

"What do you mean by 'everyone else'?" Vali asked Ravel, in turn.

"Have you ever noticed that literally everyone likes to explain their power and talks to you about how strong they are?"

"Ah… definitely. I just use the chance to sucker punch them and start dividing their power."

"Thought so. As for me, after careful research I believed I found out why exactly everyone, sans humans, do just that."

Intrigued, Vali waited for Ravel to continue on.

"Thing is… I think every long-lived supernatural being is repressed."

"... I'm sorry?"

"Think about it. We have gods, youkais, devils, fallen angels, and all sorts of monsters that live for hundreds if not thousands of years. They work hard, hide themselves, gain power, collect artifacts, increase their wealth...but for what? They can't aggressive use their accumulated power in all its forms lest they be hammered down when they are found out. Hammer down the nail that sticks out, that sort of thing. Going around to pick fights will just bring in more people from a whole faction or several others to kill the instigator. Quite frankly, despite the fact there's no real peace it's actually kind of… boring, perhaps even meaningless for all these guys, don't you think?"

"That makes a lot of sense." Vali was now starting to see the big picture.

"So someone finally attacks them or they finally decide to fight someone. What do they do? They have to fill that void in them by boasting about what they have, because that is all they have and is what they amount to. Not everyone is secretly some Maou class fighter, most devils for example are at the low-to-mid power ranks with a huge amount of skill. Their specialty and a few other things is the only thing they have to be proud off. So if they go around picking on a human, and imagine this for every supernatural being doing this, they will definitely play up how awesome they are just to make them feel better about their position in life… that or they're just too stupid to grasp how small and insignificant they are while being content with the fact."

"While I think it's a… gross simplification, I think that does apply to the more arrogant inclined of most supernatural beings. Kokabiel counts I guess." Vali added his opinion there.

"*Snore* Nyan~~ Huh? Are we done yet?" Kuroka interrupted their chat, apparently falling asleep some time ago.

"Huh, yeah. I'll go bring up your case with Sirzechs while getting some more leverage. Since the Maou's have some executive powers but their power is mostly popularity based, I'll have to influence the Bael family to see things my way so that we can bring those genocidal bastards to justice." Ravel muses out loud while explaining to Kuroka on what she plans to do.

"Eh, those old farts are the most stubborn kind, you know nya~"

"Pft! If they're too stubborn then I'll just have to kill them for the Greater Good, quote Manipulative Dumbles, and replace them with complaint puppets until they served my purposes."

"I'm actually rather terrified that all the bureaucratic checks and balances can be done away with through overwhelming power." Vali remarked with a good amount of admiration.

As a prideful half-devil, descendant of Lucifer and wielder of the Dragonic type Longinus Divine Dividing, someone of Ravel's power was something to aim and aspire towards.

They said their goodbyes soon after Ravel dumped lots of baked treats on Kuroka for her to indulge herself in.

"...Right… so we're still going to crash that peace nonsense but we'll probably fail. New plan, we do minimum work, look cool and get the fuck out."

Vali would prefer leaving the peace talks, that he was going to help Khaos Brigade sabotage, in one piece after all.

Back to Ravel

On my end, while things have gone smoothly in some ways, I couldn't necessarily say it was 100% smooth when it came to my friends.

"Oh no! I think Hikigaya-kun is in despair! Help me my bestie!" Valerie seems somewhat distressed.

"You know… have you just tried talking to him. Be Genuine, trademarked, perhaps?" I suggested.

"That makes a lot of sense. He did go on about how high schoolers were super fake and how normies should just explode. It just might work!"

No, I think you should just not scare the crap out of my normal rom com protagonist that I'm currently using as entertainment. But alas, it's too late now.

At any rate, Valerie was going to take a few weeks off to be a normal high schooler it seems.

"Ravel, I request permission to re-take the current abandoned Tepes and Camilla territory. From there, if it would not trouble you so much I humbly request that-"

"Elmenhilde, we're best friends, you can be direct as you want."

"I want to be the God-Empress of New-Type Vampires."

"There we go. Sure, go ahead. I'll just need to do some paperwork so that you can leave the peerage without being harassed and all."

"I wouldn't have to retire from my position…"

"Yes, but everyone expects a vampire to rule over vampires, right?"

Elmenhilde was silent for a bit, before speaking up again.

"But then you'll be really lonely if I just left to rebuild vampire territory, won't you?"

My heart… that was too sweet.

"W-what do you mean?! I won't be lonely, it's not like we won't see each other and I can just pop by whenever I want and-" I was spluttering Tsundere things at this point.

When did Elmenhilde have the time to turn sweet and sensitive from the more proud and regal character? The gap moe is giving me a heart attack!

"I-it's not like I'm leaving you alone or anything. It's the principle of it all! I just thought you would feel mildly uncomfortable without knowing we are always available for you, that's all!" Elmenhilde also went Tsundere on me.

After about five minutes of Tsun and Dere banter, we finally got our point across that it's clear that we enjoyed each other's presence but sometimes we just need some of our own things to be responsible for.

Mostly because there are things only Elmenhilde want and should do.

While there are things that only I would want and should do as well.

She may be my servant on the whole peerage system technicality, but I never saw her that way despite my upbringing.

Mostly due to the influence of my out of commission would-be Self-Insert of a brother whose leftover soul is kept safe thanks to the efforts of Valerie after protecting me for so long.

"Elmenhilde, I suggest you read all the volumes of Bleach."

"And why is that?"

"If you're going to be some superior matriarch of an entire race where blood is important you have got to take some cues from this Yhwach guy."

"He looks like a Jewish Nazi."

Yeah, tell me about it.

Either way, she went ahead with my blessings and support after making me promise to go recruiting for other people.

She wouldn't be officially leaving my peerage and all, but essentially she'll go preaching to other vampires that she had modified herself to be a super vampire all the way from a devil's physiology while claiming to be their new God-Empress of Vampires or something. Apparently, Elmenhilde has tentatively recruited Haruno Yukinoshita for her management skills and her Sacred Gear to help out. Anyways...

Officially, she'll tell the vampires to keep things quiet and that her relationship with me was just to increase her position and power. Unofficially, yeah, we were just doing whatever we felt would be for the long term good.

Consolidating the vampires in one spot would be good for my plans, after all.

And my plans were good for the entire world.

I was seriously alone once again since… no, that was wrong.

I was never alone.

Taking out the ruby gem connected to his shoul, I gave it another kiss which made it react with a bright light that dimmed quickly.

I would like to think he was blushing, but that would make me a weirdo so I quickly stowed the gem back away in my generous bosom and thought about what to do.

Hmm, I still have to crash heaven with plenty of survivors. And by that, I mean… I have a plan but I'm not monologuing it since there's such a trope called the "Unspoken Plan Guarantee".

Where the chances of "The Plan" succeeding are inversely proportional to how much of the plan the audience knows about beforehand.

In other words, tough luck to the potential readers where my current life was a fan fiction to them. At this point, my brother from another world had read so many self-insert fanfictions and quests, even writing a few, that I'm using these little unproductive monologues to pass the time.

I spent an hour like that before breaking into Sirzechs office and explaining a few things about what to do with Kuroka.

"As much as I seriously can't stand a certain head of the Bael family, replacing them with puppets would be going into one of Serafall's clearly sociopathic OC fanfiction Gary/Mary Sue characters in terms of ethics. Can you put that as a last resort?"

I was awed by Sirzechs genre savviness.

"I'll do that. Thanks! With Valerie and Elmenhilde doing their own thing I have less people to help filter my ideas. It's not like I stray towards these darker routes, I just come up with so many ideas that some bad ones get through because they sound so easy."

"I know what you mean. I would have probably blasted dozens of people if I didn't have someone to keep me in check. Oh, hi Grayfia!" Sirzechs waved towards his office door where Grayfia was standing behind secretly.

Well, not very secretly as both Sirzechs and I knew she was there.

"It's a bit comforting to know that other people with power have went through the same problem." I nodded to myself.

"Hm, hm, as your senpai in the art of being powerful-"

Oi! Sirzechs! Stop using weeaboo terms! You're a devil, not Japanese! Don't be Rias!

"-I strongly suggest you find someone that has her head right just like Grayfia to help you out. Someone with a good moral compass or whatever criteria you think will help them keep you on the right track."

"Mmm! That sounds great! I'll do just that."

"Oh? You have someone in mind already?"

"I think I have someone in mind that can be a good consultant."

"Atta girl!"

Sirzechs praised me as he saw me off.

I had just the person in mind, however, I would need to wait for another two weeks before the peace conference starts so that I can enact my plan while getting my consultant at the same time.

During that time, I can strengthen my position in the human world by… I dunno, work on VR technology or something. With so many Shadow clones I may as well try to make Sword Art Online or some equivalent to rake in lots of cash and fame for my Beatrice Luvia Ainsworth persona.

That should keep me occupied while I train a lot… speaking of training, I should go check on how Issei's doing.

I popped by to Issei's house, it was the evening and his house was now large thanks to Rias moving in and all.

Devils and their overnight construction efforts… wasteful, but effective if price is not a concern.

I decided to be polite and knocked on the door for the first time in forever~ Wow, it's been awhile since I've been listening to disney songs. I should go revamp my playlist or something.

Perhaps I could make some music related powers for more variety-

*Knock Knock*

"Coming!" I hear footsteps until the door was opened by a blue-haired girl.

"Huh? You're-" Xenovia Quarta, I was about to finish those words but I was interrupted.

"You! You're Ravel Phenex, are you not?!" She seemed very surprised to see me, just as I was rather surprised to see her here.

Darn, I haven't been keeping up with my observation efforts outside of Issei and Hikigaya. I really should keep track of all the main characters.

"I… I am? Can I help you?"

Oi! You're the one that's supposed to say those words! Weren't you the one opening the door to greet your guests?

I ended up mentally monologuing with Xenovia as the subject.

"Please let me join your peerage!"

"I'm sorry, what?"

"I would like to submit a formal request to-"

"I know what I heard! I just want to know what the hell are you thinking!"

Oh dear… Xenovia has stayed human for a couple of weeks while freeloading off Issei's parents hospitality. I suppose Issei didn't mind since more boobs in the house makes him happy.

Dear old dear, how am I supposed to respond to this?

I didn't actually need an extra servant.

I needed a competent and moral consultant. So far I only had one person in mind.

Despite certain flaws, she was the most moral character behind pre-corrupted by nonsense Asia Argento.

And that was Gabriel, one of the Four Great Seraphim.