Ainz Ooal Gown: Supreme Being in DxD

Grope her chest by accident

The room wasn't plain by any stretch of the imagination and Suzuki Satorou had been quite troubled to accept it as his temporary abode, while Momonga had merely considered the strategic applications of the windows and walls before comparing it to his quarters in Nazarik, and coming to the conclusion that he was really not a fan of overly decorated and fancy quarters- specifically if they were only used for sleeping in. Which, additionally, was something the undead couldn't even do.

Nevertheless, Momonga walked over to a small table flanked by three chairs. The table had a small tea set on it alongside light biscuits, courtesy of Momonga asking the service staff for some simple drink and food to test his newly recovered sense of taste. He waved Rias to come and join him.

He could have recovered some food from his inventory, but he really didn't want to bother the very much sleeping dragon within it. However, if Momonga found even one platter of food disturbed, a potion used, or a display case opened, he'd pull the overgrown lizard out of his inventory and throw as many super-tier spells he could manage at it before his new body would turn to ash.

"You... um, look pretty intense. Is everything alright?" a wary voice entered Momonga's ears again and he looked up to discover that he had been lost in his thoughts, staring at his empty cup of tea that at some point had been re-filled with red tea. He glanced up at Rias to see that she was pouring herself some as well.

"I was, hm, thinking about some things?" Momonga conceded, reaching to sip the tea.

"Is it about that red dragon?"

Momonga coughed as he inhaled the tea. 'S-she knows about my deal with Ddraig? How!' "W-what dragon?"

"The Great Red?"

"Ah... that red dragon." Momonga calmed down, and realized his mistake. 'Please, everyone, just leave me alone for five minutes...'

"Y-you know more than one red dragon?" Rias's eyes widened with hope. "Um, h-have you met, well, Ddraig-sama?"

'Oh no... Wait... Yeah, actually, if I think about it... if Ddraig's words are to be trusted, Issei knew about Ddraig, so if Issei was part of Rias's Peerage, he'd have told her about it...' Momonga sighed at his over-reaction, realized that whatever nerves functioned as his stress triggers were on hair-trigger due to the events since his arrival in the world he was in, and he decided to pull an amnesia card once again to confuse the girl from thinking too much into Momonga's blunder. "Ah, that name feels familiar."

"E- ah, I see..." Rias seemed to deflate a bit but hope remained in her eyes. "Um, Issei-kun, Ddraig was the dragon in your [Sacred Gear] and while I don't know much about it, this is what you told me about it..."

The red-head went quickly over the information she had on Issei's [Sacred Gear], which now resided in Momonga's inventory, and the abilities she knew he had.

'Hm, interesting... So it would seem that Ddraig was telling the truth. It also seems that [Sacred Gears] are this world's equivalents to World Items...' Momonga felt his collector's instincts flare once again, but forced them down. 'I'll have to approach this tactically. All World-class items are ridiculously dangerous, or have really powerful gimmicks, I can't just expect to walk up to one and claim it without a serious fight. I have some of the World items from YGGDRASIL in my inventory so I should be able to level the playing field a bit with them, but I had to leave the [Throne of Kings] to Nazarik and the one on the 8th floor as well...' Momonga sighed into his tea. 'I took [Ginnungagap] from Tabularasa Smaragdina's NPC... I was quite conflicted about taking it but I figured that since the server was coming to an end... well, it's not like I can use it without using [Perfect Warrior] to temporarily change my weapon restrictions... '