Yes... and Koneko is happy!

The day of the tournament came, and Issei, Saji and the others were watching as Rias and Sona were playing a one on one game of tennis. The match was quite intense. "What are they even playing for?" Issei asked, enjoying the show as their bodies moved in their sport outfits. Sona was definitely attractive herself, despite her slender build. While Issei preferred bigger boobs, he could appreciate the appeal of smaller ones too.

"Winner gets treated to Udon with all the toppings at Konishiya," Akeno explained cheerfully as Sona scored a point with a ball that turned due to the Devil power she infused in it, and the matched picked up in intensity. Saji naturally cheered Sona on at this.

"...that's a bit of an ordinary prize, given how rich and powerful they both are," Issei sweat dropped slightly.

"What's Udon?" Asia inquired. Right, she still wasn't familiar with Japanese culture. The Devil abilities allowed her to understand and be understood as if there was no language barrier, but it didn't grant her cultural knowledge.

"It's a form of noodles, like ramen, but thicker and more chewy," Issei summed up. Asia nodded in understanding. Ultimately, the match concluded in a draw due to both Rias's and Sona's rackets breaking under the stress they were putting the implements through.

"Darn. A little longer and that treat would have been mine," Rias pouted as she looked at her ruined racket.

"Dream on," Sona smirked as she adjusted her glasses. "Guess I'll just see your Peerage at the tournament. We can settle the bet there."

"Fair enough," Rias nodded, before they parted ways and headed for the gym.

"So it's one of the indoor games then?" Issei asked. "Basketball?" he guessed.

"Actually, I just got word," Rias told Issei, giving him an amused, yet pitying look. Issei met her gaze, and interpreted it. His soul visibly left his body as he realized what it meant.

"No... please no..." he whimpered.

"Yes... please yes..." Koneko stated quietly with a small smirk.

"It's dodgeball," Rias nodded, and Akeno giggled in amusement as Issei curled up, all the dodge training flashbacks hitting him at once.

"Yes!" Koneko pumped a fist in her usual subdued manner, but still managing to look very much like a cat that had caught itself a canary.

Issei looked up at the sky like a kicked puppy as he stood. "...I hate you. I hate you SO much right now," he spoke up to the clouds, obviously intending for God himself to hear that. He truly hated anything with the word "dodge" in it these days. Oh, he was good at it now, the training had seen to that, but he still hated it.

Asia looked like she wanted to protest Issei's declaration of hate, but then remembered the shit Koneko had been chucking at him, and decided that God saw it too, and thus got it. She still silently sent a prayer to him to let it slide, even though it made her head hurt.

"Look at it this way," Akeno giggled. "You're going to be very difficult to hit, so we got an advantage now."

"You're welcome~!" Koneko chirped.

"I'm not thanking you for throwing buses at me!" Issei replied heatedly at her. Asia then tapped him, as if reminding him of something. "Oh, right!" He dug in his pockets, and pulled out headbands with their club name labeled on them. "Made these myself," he grinned, passing them out.

"Wow, you must have practiced," Rias remarked as she put hers on. "The craftsmanship isn't half bad..."

Even Koneko had to agree, albeit begrudgingly. Kiba still seemed distracted when he took his.