DxD: As A Fox In The Land Of Milk

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Almost like a predator, beautiful and deadly but currently docile, as if it was lounging in the sun taking a nap.

Doing as Freyja instructed, Leon made his way to the foot of the altar. 

Nobody was around, so if somebody said he crept through the clearing with his tails tucked between his legs and his ears pinned back to his head, he'd safely be able to deny every accusation with a straight face. 

His careful steps finally placed him in front of the stone bed where he sank to a comfortable meditative position.

As he began to take deep, quiet breaths, he attempted to quiet his mind. One minute, five, ten, he sat in silence. It was only after fifteen minutes that he finally manage to sink into a shallow trance, the intense peace of his surroundings finally lulling him into relaxing.

It was a subtle sensation, one his subconscious barely registered. An hour passed, Leon only realizing the change in both himself and the surroundings when his conscious mind returned to the present. 

He couldn't pinpoint exactly what had changed beyond the fact he felt a bit more energized and the lurking presence he had felt earlier had disappeared.

With a sigh, Leon stood and dusted his athletic shorts off. With one last glance at the altar, he turned and made his way back out of the wooded area, breaking out into a jog once he crossed the tree line as he headed towards the academy.

The majority of the Valkyries in training, all of them across every year, were already lined up on the fields. 

They were arrayed in groups surrounding a platform holding a few of the instructors, Instructor Navarre being the only notable member in Leon's mind. 

As he caught his breath, Navarre spotted him walking on the field and called him up. 

Hopping up to the platform, the murmuring of the crowd of students briefly picked up before quickly tapering off as the instructor stepped forward to address them all.

"Good morning! As most of you have no doubt heard, we have a new addition to our school." Placing her hand on his head she continued. "This is Leon, he'll be learning with us from now on." She looked down to address him personally. 

"Go join the rest of your class," she gestured off to a section of students in her direction. Turning back to the crowd she raised her voice again. "We're starting warmups in five! Be prepared!"

Leon dropped off the side of the platform and made his way over to his group. The introduction to his class yesterday now being completely pointless. 

Regardless, he was already warm from all the jogging around he'd done, but he would still need to join in the activity since they would all be splitting off into age groups for the practice portion. 

He settled into the back of the class, content to wait and see.

….

Due to their age, most of the physical exercise performed by those younger than fifteen were dominated by cardio, flexibility, and body weight calisthenics. 

It functioned as more of an organized PE class than a militaristic or combat oriented training session, though a period of time was dedicated to the basic martial forms all Valkyries learned. 

All told, Leon found he didn't dislike the activity, and while Navarre was strict, she was very fair and held realistic expectations for each class and individual. However that wasn't going to save her from him.

By far, the highlight of the morning for Leon was showering and changing for their traditional education classes. 

Due to his adorable appearance and perceived purity as a child, all of the older girls, primarily the juniors and seniors of the secondary academy level, instantly adopted him, stealing him away to groom and dress him. 

His two tails were weaving and waving nonstop in pleasure as a buffet of nude flesh on the cusp of adulthood pampered his hair, ears, and tails. The rest of his body was washed as well, but those three areas received extra special attention from all present. 

The upperclassmen lecturing their underclassmen about seniority, and how they would 'have their turn next year to responsibly help their mascot represent the face of their academy', had his ears twitching in delight. 

He hadn't even needed to do anything but look cute to set up such a nice arrangement.

While his morning had him in an excellent mood, the actual educational periods left much to be desired. He was, in a word, bored. 

Dreadfully, terribly, unbelievably bored. 

Within the first five minutes of class his eyes had glazed over and he mentally checked out, hitting a zen meditation state completely unintentionally as his mind blanked. 

He was in the equivalent of a first grade class with the knowledge of a graduate level education rotting within his mind. 

He had originally thought to wait a couple weeks to let everything settle into a routine and get a feel for the dynamics of the school, but at this rate he felt he'd be lucky to last to the end of the day.

When the class finally finished, Leon sped off to hopefully find Freyja. Dynamics were for plebeians. He was a Yako, he made the dynamics. He almost exploded through the door in his haste, but caught himself. 

That would be rude, and Freyja deserved respect, so he knocked and waited patiently. 

Or at least he tried, his ears and tails flicking back and forth in random directions with agitation while he bounced in place. It was only a few seconds later that he was finally called to enter.

"Oh, hello little fox. I didn't expect to see you until the end of the day but this actually works out well."

Leon cocked his head to the side at her comment, her eyes still scanning through a document slightly raised from her desk. She took a moment to finish, then applied her signature and looked up to meet his eyes.

"So, before we get sidetracked, what has you in such an excitable state?"

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