Takenori Ryuunosuke
Ryuunosuke grinned cheerily at Tsukimi. So he wasn't going to join, but he wasn't against it at the same time. He seemed like a pretty uptight guy though, which didn't surprise him in the least. If he had his own peerage that meant he had Evil Pieces, and the only ones who were given those things were members of what basically amounted to Devil-kind elite. He was one of the upper crust of devil society, with all the bullshit responsibilities that came with it.
Not all that different from human royalty, come to think of it.
"Thanks for the offer, but I don't think I'll be coming here unless it's to fight," he stated bluntly. These guys were an interesting lot for sure, but at the end of the day, he was a human and they were devils. Over the normal course of things they would either have nothing to do with, or be attempting to kill each other. It somewhat highlighted how much of an anomaly Ryuunosuke was, as a human powerful enough to face devils, exorcists, and other supernatural beings, yet remained fiercely independent of a side.
"Though, I may have to come back to ask a few questions."
His eyes followed Kenji and Ekibe as they approached Nora. He picked up on their conversation fairly easily, and for a moment, his eyes narrowed with hostility towards Tsukimi. He'd assumed that girl was a standard member of their peerage, but from the way they spoke to her, it was apparent that she had only recently become aware of the supernatural, not to mention her being a devil.
The peerage system was something he could not reconcile with easily. He was aware that it wasn't slavery, and he was aware that at least on some level, the members of a peerage were free, but it was still a bondage the likes of which he would never willingly sumbit to. A part of him intrinically relished the freedom that he possessed, and chaffed at seeing the lack of similar freedom of others.
It was one thing if Nora chose on her own to become what she was now, but if she was forced into this life, into making that choice, then Siegfried was the least of his concerns.
If that were the case, then he'd have Tsukimi's head on a platter before sundown.
He paused for a moment. At least, as of this moment, the other girl seemed to be well-adjusted and not putting up much of a resistance. That was a good sign, and this was a matter he could stave off for later. Right now, he kept someone waiting for him long enough.
Ignoring the stares of the other members that he was sure would be on him, he followed the path Siegfried took to Kenji's training grounds, waving at Kohana along the way.
Once he was in front of the cursed dragon, he shot the other boy an insolent grin.
"Sorry to keep you waiting, Scales, had to chat with your king for a bit," he said inclining his head in his direction. "So, the boring stuff is out of the way. Let's do this." His arms were already channeling chakra into him as his posture slackened into a more relaxed stance. It was an amateurish position, full of openings and undisciplined.
He stretched his hand out and curled his hands in and out in a 'come at me' gesture, and his grin only grew wider.