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Let me tell you guys something about dying. It sucks. How do I know? We'll obviously because…

I died.

No it wasn't a dream. You don't feel pain in dreams and my death had been painful. Not to mention a bad timed one. Not that there was a good time to die before you hit at least sixty nine or get a terminal illness.

At least I had been killed AFTER I was done with sex rather than during it. That would have been far more painful, emotionally at least.

Though in a way it was my sex habit that had killed me. I was killed by a man who claimed that he would never forgive me for taking his sister's virginity. Like dude…

You got any idea how little that narrows it down?

After that dude started to shoot me in the legs, arms, shins, feet, hands before finally shooting me in the head and ending the pain. If nothing else I had to respect his dedication to his grudge. But I believe that I will just settle on hating his guts for killing me.

{A reasonable course of action.}

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A box appeared in front of me with a text in it. Great now I'm not just dead but insane as well.

{You are not insane.}

Sounds like something my symptoms for insanity would say.

{Not exactly wrong but I am bored of your denials now. Implanting passive skill [Gamer's Mind].}

Huh, I'm calm now. That's convenient.

{It is. Also, congratulations. You have been chosen as the new Gamer.}

Why?

{Because reasons. Mostly your personality being compatible with my systems.}

Ok then who created you?

{I do not possess such knowledge.}

Why?

{Do you truly know who created your species?}

Touché. Does that mean there are more of you, hence more gamers?

{Yes, but after a certain incident concerning the daughter of a senior gamer and a new gamer, it has been decided to give every gamer their own multiverse so that they will never get in each other's ways.}

What? Did the daughter try to force the other gamer to be her slave so that she could kill her overpowered father and take his place as a new overlord?

{…}

Seriously? Guess that separate multiverses ARE needed.

{Enough chit chat. It is now time for you to prepare for the start of your game!}

Ok then, what first?

{First, would you like to have extra Perks that would help you in your game at the cost of Traits that might cause some negative changes to yourself?}

The way you worded it sounds kinda shady but sure ok.

{How many rolls do you desire?}

What, I can't see what the perk is and then decide whether to continue or not?

{Nope.}

Damn, five then.

{Rolling-Rolling-Rolling}

{Trait [Greedy]. You will have a certain urge to hoard things you want. Whether it is money, food, objects or women.}

{Perk [Lady Luck's Love Child]. Gacha rolls and loots are likely to be good. The chances of you winning luck based games are now ninety nine percent.}

Not exactly a bad pair. Just need to check myself as much as I can and I already had practice with that since I already was a greedy man. And luck is always something one should have in games.

{Trait [Diminished Presence]. The chances that people will dismiss you on first meetings is high. Your first reputation with people will always be lower than it could have been.}

{Perk [Unique Class]. In addition to your normal first class, you will also start with a special rare class.}

That sounded VERY GOOD! A rare class was bound to be a powerful one. What is it though?

{You will learn after the preparations are done.}

Isn't that a bit unfair?

{You are getting a second life with chance for ultimate power.}

Shutting up now.

{Trait [Lustful]. You desire women, not that such a thing is new.}

{Perk [Backstory]. You will have a full backstory in the new world that can give you extra perks rather than just getting dumped with no identification as a non entity.}

That could have happened?!

{Trait [Ire of Perverts]. Your mere presence make perverts self conscious. Your reputation with perverts will start at minus five.}

{Perk [Ladies Man]. The girls just can't seem to resist you. You are very attractive. All affection and obedience gains will double with ladies.}

Not exactly the greatest perk(it would still be damn helpful though) Perk but the Trait wasn't so bad either. Honestly, what were the chances of me meeting that many perverts?

{Trait [Ruthless]. Your morality is very skewed. If it means getting what you want then you have no problem with hurting innocents.}

{Perk [Charisma]. The ability of a ruler. Those who work under you will have their morale increased. Your voice possess the presence of a ruler, making weak willed people to instinctively submit to you.}

Ruthless kinda looked concerning but Charisma was awesome so I was fine with it.

{Please choose your class.}

{[Warrior], [Mage], [Rouge]}

I would like to say that I sat down and thought deeply about this. But that would be a lie, I selected Mage without a moment of hesitation. Though I will be able to get other classes, right? RIGHT?!

{Yes, once you get your first mage class to 'Proficient', you can choose a new class.}

Proficient?

{Jobs do Not have a Level like you do, which affects your stats, instead they have skills phases which are: Beginner, Adept, Proficient, Expert, Master, Legendary, Mythical and Divine.}

Those are lots of phases.

{That they are. Now select your Mage class.}

{[Elementalist], [Illusionist], [Rune Mage], [Druid], [Summoner], [Necromancer], [Alchemist]}

The problem is that I have no idea what kind of Unique Class I would get from my Perk, if I did than I could just choose one that would compliment it.

In the end I crossed out Summoner and Necromancer first. Sure having minions defeat enemies while watching from afar sounded nice but I liked to get a bit more personal. Not to mention I didn't want to deal with the sheer amount of bad rep I would get as a Necromancer.

Elementalist was out next as I wanted something that had more options. Elementalist would be just attacking and defending with power in the early levels.

Druid was out next as I wasn't exactly the most 'nature' guy around and the class would more than likely be wasted on me.

Illusionist and Alchemist were very tempting but I didn't have the needed mental discipline for being Illusionist(yet) and Alchemy was more about potions and support work. If the extra class didn't have anything about attacking then this would cause some very bad time at the start of the game. Which left only one option.

Rune Mage.

Runes were underestimated and even I did not think I would be able to become overpowered with them from the start like Caster Cu Chulainn but runes could both attack, defend and support. Not to mention using runes in order to create a bounded field should be possible to protect my home. It was an all rounded class that could possibly become overpowered as hell in higher phases. Seriously, Odin had taken out his own eye for runes so they had to be amazing.

{[Rune Mage] class has been selected. Beginning the roll for the Unique Class.}

Please be something awesome. Please be something awesome. Please be something awesome.

{Unique Class has been decided. Your Unique Class is [Monarch of Sun]. A class that holds power of light, fire, divinity and concepts of sun.}

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…

…

JACKPOT!

{The backstory has been created. Commencing the isekai procedure.}

Huh don't I get to do anything else? Eh whatever I just wonder what my first world will be.

{It will be DxD.}

The system says whaaa…

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Kuoh Town. A small but beautiful piece of land in Japan with many kind and considerate people. It was a very nice place to live in…

IF IT WASN'T ABOUT TO BECOME A HOTSPOT FOR SUPERNATURAL COLD WAR!

Ok, ok. I'm cool, I'm cool. Cool as a cucumber. There isn't much to fear, I just became a gamer. Just need to prepare and then I can deal with any of the shits this world will throw at me. These were my thoughts as I pinched the bridge of my nose. Though…

Was my grip always this strong? I felt like I was about to break my nose when I pinched the bridge of it.

As I looked around I realized that I was in a typical teenagers room. Well more like a typical teenager's room as their parents would want it. Everything was tidy; the bed, the shelves, the desk, everything.

But what mattered to me was the full body mirror on the closet, to see how I looked. And, at the risk of sounding narcissistic, I looked damn good.

My skin was tanned, like Sun had always been a part of my life and my hair was a healthy shade of reddish brown. And my body was built of muscles. A perfect mix between a swimmer build and a bodybuilder build. Muscular but definitely not to a unhealthy degree.

As expected of… of… of… of?

What is my name anyway?

{Oh almost forgot about that. Backstory downloading.}

And then there was pain. Well more like a headache. Guess [Gamer's Mind] is pretty damn useful.

My name is Cyrus Samson, a transfer student to Kuoh Academy from America. What kind of American names their son Cyrus though? And apparently I was the descendant of Samson, the biblical Hercules who wrestled with lions in his free time with his bare hands. Which explained my stats.

[Cyrus Samson

Level-1

HP-100

MP-200

Strength-60

Endurance-60

Agility-60

Intelligence-20

Wisdom-20

Luck-22]

{Just for your information, a regular teenager human who regularly exercises would have roughly ten in their physical stats if they had a game.}

And being Samson's descendant made mine soar to six times of that. Though why was my luck so average? Wasn't I supposed to be Lady Luck's Love Child?

{Your perk only works for drops gacha rolls and other games. In normal life you are just slightly luckier than a normal person.}

I could live with that. Now how to learn what I can do.

{Instant Dungeon Series[Undead] is available.}

That was fast, I had a really dependable system didn't I.

{+3 affection from Game System[3/100] for understanding how great it is.}

Well wasn't it humble now… anyway Instant Dungeon time.

The dungeon was… adequate I guess. Sure it wasn't bad but dark air, gloomy looking caves around and grayish grass. It screamed cliche undead world. And then came a zombie.

A slowly walking flesh puppet. It was humanoid sure, but patches of skin had fallen off, revealing muscle fibers in certain areas and bones in others. A punch to the head was all it took to defeat him.

The moment my fist met the monster's face, a wet crunching sound entered my ears and then flesh teared apart and zombie's head flew off.

{You have defeated your first enemy. Drop: [Low Level potion]}

Why the hell did a zombie have potion?

As I looked down at the gross flesh that had stuck to my knuckles, I decided to find a way other than punching to take down zombies. And then System came to my rescue with options.

[Strike Rune]

{A rune of physical attacks. Deals bludgeoning damage to enemies. Cost: 10 MP}

[Sun Shine]

{A holy aura of light around the user that hurts beings who are weak to light. Cost: 2 MP per second.}

[Fire Ball]

{An AoE type of fire attack in shape of a sphere that will explode when it connects with target. Cost: 20 MP}

Hehe, time to grind.

Several Hours Later

Level 34. That is the level I reached before I was too tired mentally. But I was happy, I had gained some good loot of many potions, small chests and a Gacha token. A currency that would randomly bring an item from the multiverse. But what truly made me happy though was the fact that [Rune Mage] had gone from Beginner to Adept. Though the game claimed that next phases would be harder to achieve much like levels. I also learned that [Sun Monarch] gave me access to different classes. Currently I had [Pyromancer] and [Photomancy] and I would get other Sun related classes as [Sun Monarch]'s proficiency increased which required all sub classes to reach the next proficiency. Something that already was on it's way as [Pyromancer] was already raised to Adept.

Now, I had a different problem. A problem that I thought that I had dealt with years ago in my past life.

I had to go to school.

As I finally reached the doors of my soon to be residence of torment, I saw people I would rather not see for a while. A girl with short bob cut haired girl with violet eyes and glasses. And another girl also with glasses but with hair that reached her knees and had a… more endowed chest compared to the girl next to her.

{Sona Sitri: Low High Class devil. Heiress of the Sitri clan. She has issues with her 'assets' being unimpressive compared to her friends and sister.}

{Shinra Tsubaki: Mid Middle Class devil. Queen of Sona Sitri's peerage. Likes men younger than her.}

Huh. So the game also gives some random info along with who they are. Or it's making fun of them. Though where are their levels?

{You are the only gamer in this multiverse. Level is something that gamers use to keep track of their progress. Everyone else are shown their power through the systems of their world.}

Reasonable, if a bit inconvenient. How am I supposed to know where I stand now?

"Samson-san, I presume." Sitri heiress said as she pushed her glasses up to her nose with her middle and ring fingers.

"Yes but please call me Cyrus. Samson just doesn't sound right to me." I grimaced. The culture of Japan meant using one's first name would be inappropriate for people who didn't know each other well but the westerner inside me would always look around for my father if someone called me by my surname.

"Very well, Cyrus-san." for some reason that 'San' still remained but he would take some small victories.

"I am Shitori Souna, the student council president of Kuoh Academy. I am here to welcome you to our school." The young heiress made a small bow along with her servant. Trying to look welcoming.

And seriously, to welcome me? That sounded like such a cheap excuse that I could probably buy it for ten yen.

"I am thankful, Shitori-san." I answered with a smile as I nodded at her.

"You will be a part of the second year class A, Tsubaki here will guide you there." She gestured to the long haired beauty beside her, who just nodded and started to walk towards the class.

Throughout the walk Tsubaki droned on about the history of the school, rules and possible clubs that I could join while I was tugging at the collar of the school uniform and wonder what kind of moron designed these clothes. The female uniform was fine with the low skirt and frame hugging shirt but the male uniform made one look like a dweeb through and through.

"Aikuro sensei, I brought the transfer student." We're here?

"Ahh yes, Samson Cyrus was it?" The teacher looked like he was about to fall asleep, what kind of teachers they hire here? "Please introduce yourself, Samson-kun." Didn't you just… ah what the hell.

"My name is Cyrus Samson, Samson Cyrus by your language. Please take care of me." I ended with a low bow. This was how a Japanese student was supposed to introduce themselves, right?

"DAMN IT NOT ANOTHER PRETTY BOY!" Three different boys screamed out in perfect sync and I am pretty sure that's not how a Japanese student was supposed to react.

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{-20 reputation with Hyoudou Issei[-25/100] for being handsome}

{-20 reputation with Matsuhada[-25/100] for being handsome}

{-20 reputation with Motohama[-25/100] for being handsome}

Wow.

Just wow.

Didn't know that one could be that petty. Hating me for being handsome and hurling insults at me the moment I introduced myself. Were these three dropped on their head as babies? And one of them was supposed to be the main character of this universe and get all the ladies? This universe had really bad taste. Even by my scummy standards.

{Quest: Long Live the King:

The world needs only true harem kings, not washed up versions like that pathetic pervert. Claim your dominance!

Objective: Kill Hyoudou Issei before the first season starts.

Hidden Objective: ?

Hidden Objective: ?

Reward: Massive EXP, [Plot Armor Piercer] perk.

Hidden Reward: ?

Hidden Reward: ?}

Wow, been here for less than a day and the Game was already telling me to commit murder. I probably should feel worse about such a thing but I was just curious about the Hidden Objectives and their rewards. Guess that confirmed that Ruthless trait is the real deal.

"Hyoudou, Matsuda, Motohama; keep quiet. And Samson-kun please take a seat back there next to Kiryuu-san." teacher droned on as he gestured towards the bespectacled girl with braids. Who simply smiled mischievously with a small blush.

{+15 affection with Kiryuu Aika[10/100] for being far more 'impressive' than any other guy she ever seen}

Plus fifteen made only ten? Why would— ah right, I had the Ire of Perverts trait didn't I. That might be a big problem in this world. But now, class commences.

School is evil.

There could be no better explanation for my boredom right now and I was pretty sure that I was right about this school at least since it had literal devils inside.

Pure boredom, no idea why the heiresses in this school were so enthusiastic about it. I am just happy to be back home. Now, time to open the chests that I got from that dungeon run!

{You have acquired:

•Middle Heal Potion x24

•Metal Ingot x11

•Gauntlet of Griffin Lord

•Companion Gem: Paracelsus

•Gacha token x1}

Gauntlet of Griffin Lord? That sounds strong. Observe

{Gauntlet of Griffin Lord: Uncommon item. These talon shaped gauntlets were once used by the king of Inveria before his death due to machinations of Elder Coffin Dragon Lord, Cure Elim Los Malvar. Inflicts burn damage to enemies through physical contact.}

Ok so they aren't that impressive. Just have a cool name, but they still would be useful. More importantly, now I had two Gacha tokens, let's see if being Lady Luck's Lovechild is real deal. I crushed the first token in my hand.

{Spinning… Spinning… Spinning…}

{Familiar Egg: An egg that will hatch into a familiar that is suited to you}

Lady Luck is awesome, to see what I would get next, I crushed the other token.

{Spinning… Spinning… Spinning…}

{Excalibur Galatine: The sister sword of original Excalibur, a holy sword representing the Sun!}

…blink… blink blink…

JACKPOT! Though will this cause any problems in the DxD world?

{The reality is shifted in order to accommodate the game. It wouldn't do well if this world thought that it had higher authority than me.}

A bit arrogant but the game is still pretty awesome.

Now it was the last and possibly the most important item I had, a companion gem. Honestly, I wasn't completely sure about using it. The only Paracelsus I knew of was from FGO and he was a super nice guy that probably would try to stop me from killing Issei. But the thought of having a genius alchemist with me was far too alluring. I could also have him do work and kill Issei without him so it wasn't such a big problem. With my decision made, I crushed the Companion Gem in my palm.

The one who came out with a light show was the Paracelsus that I was thinking about but also... not. Instead of the white lab coat, his was pitch black and instead of bluish dark hair, he had a more grayish hair color. But the most important part was the eyes, amber colored eyes.

{Paracelsus von Hohenheim Alternative: Mid High Class. The blackened version of the genius alchemist. Alignment: Neutral Evil} Whut?

{The gem simply said Paracelsus, nothing about which one.} I didn't know if a metaphysical god creating system could be smug, now I know.

"So you are my contractor, I am Paracelsus von Hohenheim Alter, an alchemist." Paracelsus did a small bow with a smirk plastered on his face.

"Yes, I am Cyrus Samson, the man who summoned you to this world."

"This world, how interesting." Paracelsus rubbed his chin with a smile. "And Samson, like the lion wrestler?"

"My ancestor."

"Descendant of a hero you say, fascinating!" The semi evil alchemist laughed. "I truly have been summoned by a fascinating man. May I have some of your blood for my experiments?" Paracelsus asked as if that was the most obvious thing to do in this situation. But this did give me an opportunity.

"Yes but there are few things I need to know first."

"Then please ask." Paracelsus smiled, he seem to do that a lot for an alter.

"How do you feel about murder?"

"There is nothing wrong with it as long as we can deal with the consequences and that it is committed for an actual reason beyond shits and giggles." I think I'm starting to like this guy.

"Great, then another. Can you go spirit form like servants from Holy Grail War or are you fully materialized?"

"Both. I am fully materialized but I can go into a spirit form, it would take Magic to maintain it though." He gripped his chin as he said that.

"Great, then there is a boy that…" you know what, might as well go all the way "Sorry I meant to say there are TWO boys that I need you to bring here without alerting anyone. There is some amount of surveillance in this city." I said as I started to describe his targets to the alchemist who was much more awesome than his original version.

"I understand. Then I will get some of your hero blood for my experiments after getting those two boys here?"

"Yup."

{+5 reputation with Paracelsus Alter[5/100] for agreeing to helping his experiment}

"The I shall retrieve those boys immediately!" With a flourish of his hands, Paracelsus turned into blue particles and probably left the house.

Crushing the orb definitely was the right idea. An Alter he might be, this Paracelsus felt like a guy he definitely could trust. Though him being only Mid High class felt a bit weird.

{Paracelsus is a researcher in his heart. All of his combat ability is simply something he picked up in his researches. His true worth shines in alchemy, curses, gemcraft and other non combat oriented magics. If his combat ability was equal to his utility, he would have been at least a mid Ultimate class.} That actually made a lot of sense and make me feel better. Now, onto my egg.

As I retrieved it from my inventory I realized that whatever came out of the egg would take up some space later on, the egg itself was as almost twice the size of a tennis ball. I wasn't an expert on eggs but this probably meant that whatever came out of it would grow up to be a rather big animal. How do I hatch it though?

{Normally you would need to plunge the egg into a mix of your own blood and water from a sea where an at least Ultimate class being swam in every full moon three times. With my intervention the egg only needs some magic to be injected into it.} that's handy. Whelp here goes some magic.

As cracks started to spread through the egg, I took a pillow from the couch behind me and put it in front of my face, the little creating might make the eggshells explode outwards and I wanted no egg yolk on my face.

As I finally heard sound of the egg finally breaking, I left my pillow shield behind and look at my familiar. A little bird with four wings instead of two, one that hopefully would grow up to be a fearsome magical bird of prey in the future. Observe.

{Emerald Anqa, an Arabian breed of phoenix that possess not only the more well know phoenix abilities such as: regeneration, healing tears, soothing singing and fire manipulation, but also sonic attacks and hellfire manipulation. They possess immense appetites and should be kept fed as much as possible. There have been cases of Anqa's eating dragons. This one is a male for your information.}

…

I probably should find a way to send a VERY BIG gift basket to the Lady Luck. An Arabian phoenix that had an appetite big enough to eat a dragon. My lifelong partner.

"I'm gonna call you… Anatole, it means 'rising of the Sun'. A name worthy of you!" I smiled and maybe it was just my imagination but I was quite sure that newly named Anatole made some happy noises.

Now all that is left to do is to wait for Paracelsus to bring my murder victims.

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It didn't take too long for Paracelsus to come back, at most ten minutes after Anatole had hatched from his egg. Along with two boys on his shoulders like potato sacks.

"I brought the victims, can I have some blood now?" The mad alchemist smiled as he brought out a syringe from… somewhere. Did he have his own inventory?

"After I am done with them. Hope you have enough patience for that."

"Of course I have enough patience. It is a must in alchemical arts and learning other similar- is that a phoenix?" Alchemist's smug tone died down as he laid his eyes on the baby bird that was pecking at a chicken leg. Cannibalism? I'd like to call it establishing dominance over the inferior avians.

"An Anqa actually, their Arabic cousins who are far more suited to battle." There was some smug in my tone but honestly, I had a bird that can eat a dragon, I had every reason to be smug.

"Do they have magical tears like normal ones?" Paracelsus asked, his eyes never leaving Anatole.

"Yep, magically healing tears, interested?" I asked rhetorically with a smirk that had far less smug in it than I was feeling.

"Very much so! The sheer amount of possibilities that I could, it is even greater than dragon blood!" Paracelsus' pupils shrunk as he looked at me with a manic look in them.

"Both which that I will be able to acquire in the future. Also both that I would be quite willing to share with my followers." I smiled at the man who looked far too much like an excited child.

{+40 reputation with Paracelsus Alter[45/100] for offering him best tools for his experiments}

Wow, that's a boost in reputation.

"Anyway, now please leave the boys." I requested from the alchemist and he immediately did so, and here are my soon to be murder victims: Hyoudou Issei and Saji Genshirou.

The quest said 'harem kings' and I was pretty sure the blonde had at least two girls who were infatuated with him while he was trying to get Sona's approval. So might as well get rid of him before Sona could recruit him.

"Thank you for bringing them here… what are you doing?" I asked Paracelsus as I realized that he was slowly trying to move away from my soon to be corpses while giving a weird look to the blonde soon to be corpse.

"Sorry sir." Sir? "It's just… the room of the blonde one kinda freaked me out." Whut?

"You are an alchemist with a neutral evil alignment that agreed to help me murder two people not even an hour after we met, what could creep you out in a teenager's room?" I asked incredulously cause seriously, da hell Paracelsus?

"His walls were covered with pictures of a girl with glasses, some of them were bikini posters with her face taped on them and there were also several pictures with a hole in where her mouth is supposed to be." Paracelsus droned on as he shivered.

…blink…blink blink…

I am doing Saji a favor by killing him. If Serafall had found out about that death would be his dearest wish. A wish that not even the Greater Grail could realize while he was in siscon Leviathan's hands.

"And their parents?" I asked, eager to change the subject.

"I put a compulsion spell on them to move away from the city and adopt new kids. Along with erasing their memories of their sons." Paracelsus easily answered.

I may have no problems killing them due to the Ruthless trait but I kinda felt bad about their parents. Especially Hyoudous as they had at least two miscarriages before they had Issei so I kinda felt bad about killing their son. Just not bad enough to stop me.

"Thank you Paracelsus… is there a nickname I can use for you. Paracelsus von Hohenheim is still pretty famous in magical circles and your name is a bit too long." I admitted. Keep calling him 'Paracelsus' takes far too much time.

"I can't believe you would imply that my name is not suited for conversations! I will forgive you for a few drops of your bird's tears." The genius alchemist gasped in mock horror before changing his tune almost as fast.

"I'll give some later. Is there anything you can do without me in this house?"

"I should be able to create a low level workshop here for some minor magics. But I will need a properly equipped place for me to lay a workshop in order use greater magics like potions and gemcraft, not to mention Elemental creation." The genius alchemist admitted as he shrugged his shoulders.

"I will try to do something about it but it probably will take a while. Tinker with these to keep yourself busy." I said as I gave him three Middle Heal potions which he took with renewed interest.

"Yes, quite an interesting blend. For this I shall allow you to call me… Paul. And you were right my name is a bit long." Newly named Paul admitted as he rubbed the behind of his head with a sheepish expression. He really was quite nice for an Alter.

"See ya later then." I waved at him before grabbing two unconscious boys and activating the dungeon.

I had gone through a lot of the undead dungeon on my first day, there were no longer weak undead like zombies but only variants of skeletons like Skeleton Knights and Skeleton Mages. Nasty guys that were perfect for killing the boys with me without bloodying my own hands. So I just threw them at the nearest enemy mob, a Skeleton Knight with a longsword. The boys had no chance, the undead cut off Issei's head and stabbed Saji in throat before they could even properly wake up.

{Quest: Long Live the King:

The world needs only true harem kings, not washed up versions like that pathetic pervert. Claim your dominance!

Objective: Kill Hyoudou Issei before the first season starts. [Completed]

Hidden Objective: Kill Saji Genshirou as well. [Completed]

Hidden Objective: Kill your targets without bloodying your own hands. [Completed]

Reward: Massive EXP, [Plot Armor Piercer] perk.

Hidden Reward: Absorption Line, sack of gold!

Hidden Reward: Ddraig Core, Welsh Skill token, 5 Gacha tokens} Ddraig Core? Observe.

{Ddraig Core: A magical gemstone that possesses the spirit of Y Ddraig Goch, the Welsh Dragon of domination.} As I looked at the green stone in my palm, I could not help but think that this was rather unimpressive as the prison of one of the strongest dragons to ever exist. And the hell was a Welsh Skill token? Observe.

{An item made out of the Red Dragon Emperor's magical energy, crushing it will randomly give one ability of the Welsh Dragon to the user.} For a moment I looked at the little read ball in my hand. There wasn't even a moment of thinking before it was crushed within my palm.

{Skill [Penetrate] has been acquired.} the one ability of Ddraig that would allow me to go through magical defenses as if they were empty air is mine now. And also the skill Issei used as X-Ray vision to look under girls' clothes.

I had a half mind using the Gacha tokens or try to awaken Ddraig in the gem but grinding felt a tiny bit more important. I really wanted to see what I would get after upgrading Sun Monarch to Adept and finally get Rune Mage to Proficient so that I can choose my new class.

So come to me free EX-cough cough I meant skeletons!

Paracelsus/Paul POV

Truly fascinating.

These so called Middle Heal Potions were quite complex and advanced. As a matter of fact they were better than almost any healing potions he could make without a Philosopher's Stone. He might not be as well versed in medical arts of Magecraft as his 'proper' version but he still was one of the greatest Alchemist in all history. And yet his new master possessed knowledge about potions even greater than that? Truly fascinating.

He didn't know exactly how the death of those two boys was gonna help him, other than removing their stupidity from the cesspool, but the young man seemed far saner than most of the Magi he knew in his life so it probably would be ok. Speaking of Magi he knew, he wondered what happened to that Russian guy that was talking about creating an utopia with no suffering. What was his name again? Ah right Zolgen, Makiri Zolgen. The young magus would have been far better friends with his proper self but he still had been pleasant company. Maybe his master would know. Wonder what he was doing in whatever pocket dimension he was in. How did he even use that, from what Paul sensed his mana should not be sufficient to support one.

He truly had been summoned by a very fascinating man, hadn't he.

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I may have grinded more than I was planning when I went in. Not a bad thing but I really hoped that Paul didn't made a mess out of my house while I was getting stronger.

And stronger I got. Rune Mage was finally Proficient which allowed me to choose a new class but also the Photomancer class had also gone up to Adept, making Sun Monarch class also Adept which came with two great boons.

Boon number one: I could now add Holy element to all of my light and fire attacks.

Boon number two: New skill [Solar Shell].

Solar Shell was a skill that took the form of an aura around my body that could not only deal fire and holy type damage but also protect my body from low level attacks, physical or magical. It was pretty much Touki with fire effect which helped me choose my next class.

[Swordsman]

Not learning the way of sword while I had Galatine would have been waste so my choices were Swordsman and Knight. Their difference being that Swordsman was completely about sword based while Knight also had skills concerning armors and shields. Since Solar Shell would take care of such defenses for me, choosing the class that completely focused on sword was better. No need for armors with a aura that could in time no sell most attacks.

Though that did made the Griffin Gauntlets I got from Gacha pretty much obsolete.

Speaking of Gacha, I had used five tokens that I got from killing Issei and Saji without bloodying my hands. And got myself:

Ten kilograms of Aqua Laguna Salt

Companion Gem: Maid

Small sack of jewels

Companion Gem: MILF

Race Change pill

The companion gems were something interesting but honestly, I was quite afraid to use them since their descriptions didn't give much away and I had already learned that Game was not above of messing with me.

Jewels would be useful for Paul since out of ridiculous amount of fields of magecraft he had been talented in, Jewelcraft was one of the fields he had mastered.

Aqua Laguna salt was meant to be far more delicious than normal salt but my talent in cooking was nothing fancy so it was honestly wasted on me.

Lastly the Race Change pill. It was possibly the best and the worst pull I had. Best because the pill automatically transformed the one who consumed it into a supernatural race that would benefit them. Worst because it did not work on gamers, it was an item meant solely to strengthen one's followers.

So with the anger of not being able to potentially turn myself into a god with a literal magic pill, I had continued to hunt for mobs in dungeon. One could actually feel sorry for the undead around me for the sheer amount of brutality I used on them. But it did get Rune Mage to Expert, Pyromancer to Proficient and Swordsman to Adept so I decided that the suffering of the already dead was a sacrifice that I was willing to make. Not to mention seeing the weapons of low level undead breaking when they came in contact with my skin was hilarious as well.

Unfortunately, the dungeon was not a time chamber(cheap training plot device) so I had to return home to find... Paul prostrating before Anatole.

"Please, just one drop is enough! Only one! If you give me one drop of your tears then I will bring you as much as food as you want so please..."

"Paul. What are you doing?" I sweat dropped at the sight of a grown man begging to a bird, and getting rejected.

"WAAH! MASTER! Anatole is so mean! I just wanted a few drops of tears so that I could continue to experiment with the potions you gave me! But he just won't listen to me!" Paul grabbed my shirt and started to bawl his eyes out. And then I truly realized that I had summoned someone very troublesome

"Ok ok, I'll get you some tears later on. So can you just let go?!" I said as I tried to pry the alchemist off of my shirt.

"Thank you then master!" Paul got off with all of the tears and snot magically(not sure whether literally or not) vanishing. I had gotten myself a real weirdo.

"But later, I got school now." And wasn't that a shock, seeing that I had been in the dungeon for all night and a part of the morning. How the hell didn't I get tired?

{Notice: That is because of [Sun Monarch] class' special skill which allows you to do whatever you do without feeling any kind of fatigue while under the Sun. Your dungeon had one therefore you didn't get tired.} Sun Monarch class is awesome. But still, gotta go to school.

"Here have this." I said as I handed the small sack of jewels I got from Gacha to Paul. "Pretty sure that you are something of a master in Jewelcraft so you can use these."

"Thank you master, and my these are quite good quality!" Paul said as he inspected an emerald between his fingers before sniffing it. Which was my cue to leave. "Also please make sure to feed Anatole while I'm gone, preferably some chicken." To establish dominance over inferior birds.

Saying all I had to say, I took the fastest shower of my life, got dressed in Kuoh Academy's stupid looking uniform, placed a slice of bread between my teeth and started to run towards school like an average anime protagonist.

Truthfully, I wanted to just talk to the devils and come to an agreement that would allow me to skip the school but I wanted to be a bit stronger before I started to interact with them, negotiating from a position of weakness was bad and as a human against devils who had protection of two Satans I already was at a weak spot with my only advantages being that they were a bit naive and didn't want their overpowered siblings to interfere with their lives too much. So I should have had some time before dealing with them.

Should have that is…

Instead I had been called to student council room before the first class and was met with glaring visage of Sona Sitri.

"Cyrus-san, would you like to tell me why is there a magical barrier around your house?"

What?

Paul/Paracelsus POV

He felt like he had forgotten to tell something to his master.

"Bah if I forgot about it then it couldn't have been important. Don't you think so Anatole." He said to the heavenly bird as he fed it another piece of chicken. Not sure how he felt about this form of low level cannibalism.

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I was gonna murder Paul when I go back home. Honestly, couldn't he jus tell me the shit he does in MY house? Sure I was planning to have him make a Bounded Field around the house for protection but I was also gonna tell him to do something subtle? Something that wouldn't have gotten the attention of the young devils!

"Please answer the question, Cyrus-san. Why have you placed a barrier around your house without alerting me, the supervisor of this town?" Sona glared once again. Also, how did devils even get a town in Japan anyway? Ahh whatever bullshit time GO!

"I did not place a barrier around my house." I smiled as warmly as I could to her, and considering that I was practically a Sun powered human, it was pretty warm.

"Please do not lie."

"I'm not lying." I smiled again at the reddening face of Sona, guess this is why Serafall teases her. She is adorable.

"Are you saying that there isn't a barrier around your house?"

"Oh no, there is." I nodded my head at confirmation while Sona blinked in confusion. No way I could lie about that and get away with it.

"You said that you didn't put a barrier." Sona slowly said, as if she was talking to an idiot, how rude.

"I didn't." I could see the gears moving inside her head, trying to understand the situation while her peerage just looked clueless.

"There is a barrier but you didn't put it." Sona muttered slowly to herself before a light of understanding entered her eyes.

"Who put the barrier around your house?" Finally asking the right questions.

"That was Paul, my roommate. He just came to town last night." I said as I constructed a believable backstory for the genius alchemist I had summoned from multiverse.

"I see, I would like to meet him and also…" but before she could finish the door slammed open with the other devil heiress of the school walking in with her queen.

"Sona have you gotten the murderer?!" Rias Gremory asked with a glare. And murderer? Uh oh.

"I feel like my crime of having an idiot roommate just got a very big upgrade. Can somebody explain that please?" I said cause going from barrier to murder was a bit much, even if I did commit murder.

"You, the new student! Did you murder anyone last night." Rias asked me like it was the most normal thing while Sona face palmed and Akeno giggled from behind her.

"No I didn't." Cause what other answer could I give her.

"Are you sure?" She asked again but this time her voice held a bit of desperation and her eyes held disappointment.

"Yes, I'm very sure." Dear lord she looked like a little puppy that had been just scolded.

"If it would make you happy… I could go murder somebody?" The words left my mouth before my mind could properly analyze them.

"Please don't." Sona deadpanned from behind me as Akeno giggled from behind her hand and notifications came up.

{+5 Affection with Rias Gremory[0/100] for trying to cheer her up}

{+5 Affection with Himejima Akeno[0/100] for being funny}

"Ara ara, we have a truly funny kohai here with us don't we." Akeno placed a hand to her cheek as she said that to Rias who had a blush on her face due to her earlier actions, making her face look similar to her hair.

"I, I apologize. Just barging in and demanding answers like that…" she trailed off, not sure how to continue.

"Do not worry about it. I am a new supernatural in your territory that arrived without telling you two just before someone was murdered, from what I understand." I tried to comfort her while trying to get suspicion off of myself as much as I could with my words.

"Yes, can you please tell us why did you not inform us, Cyrus-san?" Sona asked as she pushed glasses up in a typical smart glasses anime character fashion.

"That is because me being in this town had nothing to do with supernatural. I came to this town for school." I lied as easily as I breathed. There was no way in seven circles of hell I would tell anyone exactly how and why I was in this town.

"I understand. It still would have been preferable if you had notified us but I guess you did not want to get attention from supernatural. Why is that though?" Sona asked with a tilt of her head. A question that gave me another chance to show my mastery of bullshit.

"I have been in the supernatural circles before Sona-san. I have been a part of many fights." Not exactly wrong since I had been a part of supernatural since I have come to this world and had fought a lot in dungeons. "And in that timeframe I realized something." I trailed off and let some excitement build up and succeeded as every individual was paying attention to me much like students would to their favorite teacher.

"I realized… that supernatural is SHIT!" I ended with a shout, making the devils jump a bit.

"Therefore I have decided to leave the supernatural circles and have been away from them for a while and with school last day I have realized something else." I continued with a more subdued tone as the devils composed themselves.

"And that normal life is also SHIT!" I yelled out again and devils jumped in fright once more.

"That is why I will join back to supernatural world. After all if both options are shit then I should just choose the option I am more suited towards, right?" I ended my bullshit reasoning with a nod towards the devils.

{+5 Affection with Himejima Akeno[5/100] for being hilarious}

{+3 Affection with Rias Gremory[3/100] for being amusing}

"He does have a point doesn't he, Sona?" Rias asked her friend As she giggled at me, guess girls DO love guys that can make them laugh.

"Yes, but I have to ask, Cyrus-san. What was your connection to supernatural, if you don't mind answering that?" Sona asked while trying to sound nonchalant but she could not hide the curiosity behind her eyes.

"No no, it is no problem. Honestly I never had been affiliated with any groups if that is what you are asking. I just trained and got into some small fights with Stray Devils to get some combat experience. Didn't want to be unprepared if someone came after me because of my ancestor." I threw them a hint to continue the conversation.

"Your ancestor, could he be Samson? The last judge of Israelites." Akeno asked with a tilt of her head while Rias turned to me with wide eyes and Sona simply raised one eyebrow.

"As expected of Akeno-san, you got it in one go." I clapped my hands with an easygoing smile.

"Samson of Israel, a man that is considered to be the Biblical version of great hero Heracles. His strength being great enough to slay lions with his bare hands." Sona said with a curious look at my way.

"Not to mention massacring an entire Philistine army with only the jawbone of a donkey." I happily informed them.

"Anyway, what is this about murderers? Who got murdered?" I asked a question that I already knew the answer of.

"We are not sure whether it's murder or not. Last night, Hyoudou Issei and Saji Genshirou both disappeared and their families suddenly decided to move away, showing signs of mind tampering." Sona explained.

"There is a small chance they were simply kidnapped but considering that their parents were sent away with their memories of them gone, it is unlikely." Rias continued from where her friend let off.

"Hyoudou Issei, isn't that the kid who spent the last day insulting and cursing me for being a 'fucking pretty boy'" I asked with my best clueless look.

"Yes, that is him." Sona admitted with a sigh, looking stressed.

"And you guys thought that I was a suspect since I came to this school just yesterday and now there is a barrier around my house without me informing you two that I am supernatural." I concluded with a nod which the heiresses responded in kind.

"Yes, that is why I had asked you to come but after this talk I don't honestly think that you are the culprit." Sona said.

"Well if there isn't anything else, then I'll be taking my leave. Gotta talk to my stupid roommate about not putting up magic barriers without talking to me first." I muttered under my breath, but probably not low enough since Akeno was giggling again.

"Please wait, there is one more thing I wanted to ask to you." Rias raised her hand and I stopped moving towards the door. Curious but also pretty sure what her question would be.

"Would you like to join my peerage?"

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"Your peerage huh…" I muttered with a thoughtful look.

"Yes, I have several empty slots that I am trying to fill and believe that you would make an outstanding rook." Rias said as she took out a rook evil piece out of… somewhere. First Paul now her, how did they do that?

"I see, you are the heiress of Gremory family. A family that has a high reputation and influence in the underworld due to siring the current Lucifer, who is arguably the strongest devil alive, and having ties to Bael through marriage. Their resources afforded to me as your servant would allow me to live a comfortable life that would be very long due to the extended devil lifespan. Not to mention the magical boost I would get from becoming a devil and the extra physical boost I would get from being turned with a Rook piece. It truly sounds like a fine deal." I said as I listed the benefits I would get from accepting her proposition, which made Rias smile like a child who understood for the first time that it is Christmas and that Santa brought gifts.

"It is isn't it! The I guess that means…"

"But I refuse(Daga Kotowaru)!" I said with half lidded eyes and a tilt of my head.

"Eh?" Rias said with a gaping fish expression that was mirrored by the other devils in the room before stars started to shine in Gremory heiress' eyes.

{-1 Affection with Rias Gremory[2/100] for refusing her offer}

{+13 Affection with Rias Gremory[15/100] for refusing her with a JoJo's reference like a true man of culture}

"May we ask the reason why?" Akeno asked with a small frown adorning her face.

"Don't get me wrong. You guys seem very fun people but I would rather not antagonize any factions for a while. I might join but only after I see every other option I have." That was a lie, I had absolutely no interest in joining a peerage. The power boost would have been nice but if I ever needed to be a part of devil politics in the future then I would rather do it as an outsider rather than a servant. Not to mention interacting with other supernatural would be far easier as a human who was known to just associate with devils rather than being an actual devil.

"I understand." Rias said with a smile that did absolutely nothing to hide the disappointment in her eyes. I guess the girl really needed some help in order to deal with her engagement fiasco.

"But!" I raised a finger and captured their attention. "If either of you ever need some help and just happen to talk about what you need help and what you would give for some help in my general vicinity, I just might decide to be a busybody and interfere in order to help. And then you guys might give me some small reward that has ABSOLUTELY nothing to do with me helping you." I said with a smile.

{+5 Affection with Sona Sitri[5/100] for being willing to help them}

{+15 Affection with Rias Gremory[30/100] for being a possible solution to deal with her marriage problems}

{+10 Affection with Himejima Akeno[15/100] for being a possible solution to her friend's problems}

Wow, from minus five to thirty and fifteen. Two Great Ladies of Kuoh Academy were kinda easy.

"Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to go back home and talk to my stupid roommate about not messing with my home without permission." I said with a smile that was borderline a serial killer smile.

{+5 Affection with Himejima Akeno[20/100] for getting her slightly wet}

Whut? No, I don't care.

"Of course you will do that after the school, won't you Cyrus-san?" Sona asked with her glasses shining and obscuring her eyes.

"Of course, Sona-san. I came to this town to give a try at having a genuine school life after all." I said, my voice not showing any of the nervousness I was feeling against the school obsessed girl.

"Good." Sona nodded with a smile.

{+5 Affection with Sona Sitri[10/100] for taking school seriously}

Yeah, better not tell her about my plans I had for school.

Screw you, your shining glasses and your super hot sister, Sona Sitri. I should have just flipped her the bird and dive through the window to get away from this mind numbing session.

"You seem bored, mister transfer student." A mischievous voice whispered into my ear and the only reason I did not jump in fright was because I was already aware of the whisperer's presence.

Kiryuu Aika might not be a beauty like Akeno or Rias or even Sona but she was still a resident of DxD universe so her being ugly was practically impossible if it wasn't for a joke. Her chest was firm and her half lidded eyes behind her glasses was strangely alluring. Even her braids were kinda cute.

"Would you like me to make it worth your time here?" She 'asked' with a wiggle of her eyebrows. Honestly, her pervert was was kinda fun too. Some might claim that I was sexually biased about finding her perversion cute while I had killed Issei, which was ridiculous since I had killed Issei for free power boost not because he was a pervert. That is not to say I wasn't sexually biased, I definitely was.

"Maybe I would but would you be able to keep up with me?" I gave her a smirk that practically matched hers.

{+10 Affection with Kiryuu Aika[45/100] for responding to her advances}

Not to mention I had gotten many Affection boosts from her during our talks. She was even further than Rias. Probably because of how much she was isolated from rest of the school since girls were not sure how to handle her personality and boys were either a bit creeped out by her or held a grudge due to her claiming that they 'truly were boys even under there'. So yeah, me being the sole guy who actually flirted back with her got me many boosts in Affection.

Enough for her to drag me to the girls bathroom and locking the door behind her.

As she got into her knees and grabbed the front of my pants, she hesitated, more than likely realizing exactly how far she was about to go.

"Do you… want me to?" She asked while averting her eyes with a blush while I smiled reassuringly at her.

"I am here aren't I? Why wouldn't I want this from a cute girl like you?" I asked rhetorically as she gained her confidence back and pulled my pants down along with my boxers, causing my hard member to spring out of its confines and slaps her on the face, making her go cross eyed.

{+15 Affection with Kiryuu Aika[60/100] for being the most impressive male she has ever seen, live or online}

{50 Affection reward of Kiryuu Aika: [Perverted Love]. Increased Reputation and Affection gains with perverts}

Before I could think more about my new perk, Aika lighytl planted a kiss on the top of my member before trying to swallow it. Bobbing her head up and down while trying to get more of the meat inside her mouth. Her inexperience was clear to see from the way she would gag on it and how indecisive her eyes looked so I decided to giver her a hand. A hand that I placed on her head and started to pet her head, helping her along the length.

"Yes, that's exactly it. You are doing very good. A quick learner aren't you?" I chuckled as I complimented her.

{+10 Affection with Kiryuu Aika[70/100] for complimenting her}

With a newfound motivation from my words, she started to bob her head faster and even started to twirl her tongue around my dick, causing an even better sensation. I could feel myself getting closer to release as I gripped Aika's hair and kept her head in place.

"Get ready dear, here comes the load!" I groaned out as I came inside the bespectacled girl's mouth, which she gagged on as her eyes lightly rolled back to her head.

"How was that?" I asked as I waited for a few moment for her to get here breath back after swallowing my load while I put my boxers and pants back on.

"Amazing!" Aika gasped out, looking into my eyes with adoration.

"That's good but I think we should go out before someone realizes what's happening here and report to Sona-san. Wouldn't want her to try to get in the way of a repeat now would we?" I smiled and Aika nodded with a smile as he readjusted her clothes.

{+10 Affection with Kiryuu Aika[80/100] for implying that there will be a second time}

Almost maxed out Affection. I was quite curious what kind of reward I would get from that and how much it would change Aika's attitude.

This game truly was interesting, wasn't it.

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My little fun with Aika made this day completely worth it. Nothing can convince me otherwise.

Under her perverted personality, the girl had been starved for smallest bit of affection. Otherwise no way her Affection would rise to eighty in one day, perks or no perks.

As I walked out of the school I wondered whether I should try to max her Affection out today or not. Her fifty Affection reward was already damn useful with the sheer amount of perverts in this universe, so maxed out Affection should bring something even more amazing.

"Anoo, are you Samson Cyrus-kun?" A timid voice came from behind me, it's owner being a young girl in a school uniform different than Kuoh's with straight black hair and violet eyes.

"Yes, I am Cyrus." I answered her as I stopped.

"I am Amano Yuuma. This, this might be sudden but… would you go on a date with me?!" She stuttered out as she bowed with her hands clasped in front of her skirt. A truly cute girl.

"Sorry, but I am not currently looking into a relationship." I said and walked away, not paying attention to the girl who could just blink in confusion.

{-10 Affection with Raynare[-25/100] for not acting the way she wanted for her plan}

Yeah, Raynare. The D lister villain of the first season who had traumatized Issei after killing him while pretending to love him. Which I made sure wouldn't happen by killing the perverted boy.

Though why was her already a minus fifteen?

{She was a pervert and hated you on principle due to you being a human.}

Oh yeah, she was also supposed to be racist wasn't she. Making her fall from a C lister to a D lister. Honestly the only redeeming feature she had was that she was hot. She wasn't even a really good actor since finding malice in her eyes was easier than finding a stripper in a strip bar. As far as I could see the only reason Issei couldn't see the malice in her eyes is either that he was an idiot or he was only looking at her lower 'eyes' if you will.

Now I could go back home but there was something else I wanted to see. How stupid these fallen could be that is.

So I just walked into the town and visited small shops in order to eat some food. Grilled squid of Kuoh was quite delicious. And so was their canned coffees.

Before I realized, I was in the very park that Issei would have gotten himself killed while looking at tits. It felt kinda fitting to be here. Especially without anyone around, more than likely the spell of the fallen that had been following me since I had rejected their leader.

Just when I was thinking about them, black feathers started to fall out of the sky. Drama queens.

"You lowly human, you will pay for embarrassing me like that!" Raynare spat from above me, wearing her BDSM themed leather straps instead of the school outfit.

"Calm down, Raynare. He will die anyway, there is no need to act so uncouth." A blue haired fallen with some… impressive assets said from next to her.

"Come on, just let her scream all she wants. It's funny." Another fallen this time a little blond in dress giggled from behind them.

The last fallen and the sole male of their group didn't say anything. He just stood with them with a hand in his fedora, having the look of a guy that couldn't even reach friend zone.

"Enough!" Finally having enough of their jabs at her, Raynare screamed at her fellow fallen. "We can talk later, now it is time to show this insignificant bug the superiority of us, the Fallen Angels!" She proclaimed as a red light spear formed in her hand.

Honestly, that superiority thing would have been far easier to take seriously if it wasn't for their strength.

{Raynare, high low class. Angry that she couldn't get her boss to have sex with her}

{Mittelt, mid low class. Angry that she never gets leered at like the other two fallen in their group}

{Kalawarner, mid low class. Angry at the fact that she is actually the youngest in their group, even younger than the loli}

{Dohnaseek, mid low class. Angry at the fact that instant ramen isn't actually instant but takes three minutes}

Strongest one of them was high low class. Their talk superiority wasn't even funny, it was just sad. And the most interesting thing about them was the fact that the buxom lady was the youngest and the fedora guy hated the false advertisement of instant ramen.

"Now die!" While I was thinking Raynare had flew at me with her spear ready to strike at my chest, how rude is that, not letting your enemy daydream in a fight.

Even as her spear came at me in speeds that was honestly underwhelming, I did not move. There was simply no need. And the fact that I was right about that became clear when the red light spear simply broke apart into several parts when it came to contact with me.

It was such a bizarre sight that even the loli fallen stopped laughing and just stared at me with a fallen jaw along with the other fallen.

"Ok, my turn." I said and slapped Raynare who was still staring dumbly at the last part of her spear that was still in her hand. I had not interest in killing her, she would be a useful first impression gift for Azazel along with her friends after all, and it still sent her flying to the trees.

"Yeah no, fuck this shit. I'm out of here."

"Right behind you." The buxom and loli fallen proved that they were the smart ones of their group and tried to fly away from me.

Keyword being 'try'.

"Light Bind." With a point of my finger, two streams of light exploded out of the tip and ensnared the fleeing fallen, dragging them back quite literally kicking and screaming.

"The fuck is this?! Is this what you're into you lolicon?!"

"At least buy a girl a drink before going this far with them!" Three guesses on which one of them said which and the first two doesn't count.

Though they, and by they I mean the one who looked and acted like a little brat, were screaming a lot more than I thought they would. In the end I simply wasn't patient enough so I used the Light Bind to bind the smaller one to the buxom one, practically stuffing Mittelt's head into Kalawarner's bosom, silencing her cries.

{-10 Affection with Mittelt[-15/100] for humiliating her}

{-5 Affection with Kalawarner[-10/100] for putting Mittelt too close to her}

Quite telling that she wasn't upset about the bindings. But there was still one pest left.

"You're not running." I noted as I looked up at the fedora wearing fallen who apparently hates the time it takes to make instant ramen.

"Why would I? You are strong and that means we get to fight!" He said with a deranged smile as he flew at me with a light spear in hand. Do these guys never learn?

There is nothing wrong with being a battle maniac. But you can't afford to be one while you are weak. I proved that by punching Dohnaseek to the ground.

This was quite underwhelming. Sure I knew these guys were supposed to be weakling villains of the first season but still. You would think supernatural beings would be a bit more durable. Oh wait, Dohnaseek was actually trying to get up. A for effort, even if it was futile.

Not wanting to deal with him any longer I stepped on his head, lightly of course, driving him further into the cement as a magic circle appeared on the ground a few meters before me, teleporting Sona, Rias, Tsubaki and Akeno to the park.

"Do not worry Cyrus-kun! We are here to…" Rias started with great confidence which turned into confusion as she took in the sight of one fallen knocked out under a tree, two others tied to each other with light Magic and last one under my foot.

"Ok, I'm not gonna lie this is exactly what it looks like." I admitted with a shrug of my shoulders.

{+15 Affection with Himejima Akeno[35/100] for making her aroused with your performance}

This girl has issues. But fuck whoever said 'Don't stick into crazy'.

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Having a guy literally under my foot while several devil girls teleported in, sounds like the start of a dirty joke, was not how I thought my day would go. Not that I think much about how my days would go, not smart enough to make some super long and complicated plans like an overlord.

But still, this situation was not how I ever thought any of my days would go.

"Not gonna lie, this is exactly what it looks like." I admitted to the devils who were still looking at the fallen fallen. Heh heh, pun intended.

"Cyrus-kun… I see that you have defeated them." Rias said as a smile blossomed on her face.

{+15 Affection with Rias Gremory[45/100] for potentially being her chance to escape her engagement}

"Yes, yes I did. Though why are there fallen in devil territory?" I asked them with a frown on my face.

"They came to this town unannounced two days ago and started to reside in the abandoned church on the outskirts of the town. We didn't try to force answers out of them due to the fragile ceasefire between our factions. Which is no longer a problem since they attacked someone in our territory without any provocations." Sona said coldly glaring at the four idiots I had defeated.

"So, I guess you are gonna give them to your sister?" I smiled as Sitri heiress flinched while her red haired friend frowned.

"I was actually just gonna kill them, to make an example out of them." She said with a tilt of her head as if she was confused by me thinking about giving them to the proper authorities, this girl might actually be as crazy as her queen who looked quite overjoyed at the idea.

"You could probably get away with that but wouldn't it be better to give them to your siblings, who are the head of the government, giving them something they could use in a negotiation with Grigori." I bullshitted as easily as I breathed. They could get away with it sure, but these four morons wouldn't worth much in any negotiation. I was just trying to portray myself as a reasonable man in front of the two still conscious fallen who would talk about it in Grigori and hopefully go up to Azazel, giving me some brownie points with the perverted goat. A plan that had low chances of reward but practically no risks.

"That is the proper choice." Sona nodded with a face that would be suitable on a death row convict. How much is she embarrassed by her sister?

"Please call your magician friend too. I would like to talk with him as well." Sona said and I nodded as there was no problem with Paul meeting them.

After that she teleported us back to the school where she used the phone to contact her sister as we waited, all the while Akeno threw small pebbles at the fallen's head when she thought that no one was looking and acted like nothing was wrong as the idiot quartet cried out in protest. Except for the fedora guy, he was still unconscious after the amazing beat down I gave him.

Then my friendly barrier putting idiot magician walked into the room with Anatole in his hands, which made the devils in the room so shocked that Akeno actually dropped her next pebble rather than throw it at one of the fallens.

"I-I-Is that a phoenix?!" Rias cried out with her eyes filled with awe and a small amount of hatred that wasn't aimed at anything in the room.

"No, no he is not a phoenix." Those words took the winds out of her sails as the devils calmed down and a small smirk formed on my face.

"He is an Anqa, an Arabian breed of phoenix that has far more combat potential compared to their more well known cousins. His name is Anatole by the way." I said proudly as Anatole puffed his chest out, he truly was awesome and everybody should know that.

"T-That is… very impressive." Sona said while trying to maintain her cool, which she obviously failed as her fingers were trembling while pushing her glasses up. The rest of the devils were still trying to process the situation.

"And this is?" The bespectacled devil continued as she motioned towards Paul.

"This is Paul, my roommate you wanted to meet. Please be gentle with him, he's too dumb to realize that putting a barrier around our house would alert the supernatural while we were trying to lay low." I said with a smile that was far too pure to be anything real. In his defense, I hadn't told the genius alchemist that I was trying to lay low and not to draw attention. Doesn't mean I wouldn't throw him under the bus in a situation like this.

Before I could blame other things, that might or might not even include the original sin, a teleportation circle appeared in the room. And from it…

"Magical Girl Levia-tan has arrived!" The Satan of the international affairs literally jumped out of the circle, giving everyone in the room a panty shot.

White with blue stripes. Nice.

{Serafall Leviathan, Mid Satan Class Devil. Satan of Foreign Affairs. The sexiest sis-con in the underworld!}

"Oya oya, who is this?" The female Satan asked as she skipped up to me and looked up to my eyes. "Could it be…"

"SO-TAN IS HAVING A SECRET AFFAIR?!" She yelled out with comically wide eyes, causing the 'So-tan' in question to blush dark red while the other residents of the room tried their best to keep themselves from laughing.

"Onee-sama! Such a line of thought is inappropriate, wrong and not something that a Satan should openly speak of…" Sona started to lecture her older sister who looked like a little kid being reprimanded by her parents but I could see it.

The spark of amusement in Serafall's eyes. So there was only one thing to do.

"It seems that I have been discovered!" I said with exaggerated movements as I walked towards Sona and put my hands on her shoulders from behind.

"It is true! I am the secret lover of So-tan!" I declared mich to the girl under my hand's mortification as everyone in the room looked towards us with wide eyes, including Serafall.

But then from the spark in her eye, I could see that she figured out what was going on.

"That shall not stand! I, the magical girl Miracle Levia-tan, shall protect So-tan's purity!" Serafall yelled out with a florist of her wand while So-tan in my hands looked ready to cry from embarrassment.

{+15 Affection with Serafall Leviathan for playing along with her teasings of So-tan}

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Serafall was a fun gal, not sure if she still counted as a gal since she was over a few centuries old but she looked like one so I believe it counts.

I also believe that I had scored some brownie points with her while we were teasing 'So-tan', a belief that came from the fact that her affection rose from ten to twenty during our teasing spree.

"Enough!" So-tan looked ready to cry under my hands due to embarrassment and her face looked closer to that of a tomato rather than a human, or a devil whatever. Though I think that it is very telling that her affection didn't drop at all throughout the teasing session.

"Thank you for bringing the fallen to us alive, it will be helpful in our talks later on. To show my gratitude I shall not unleash my magical girl powers on you for going after my So-tan's purity!" Serafall exclaimed with a huge smile and sparkles around her as she twirled her magical girl wand in her hand.

"And I am thankful for that." I smiled cause I really was, especially since in canon Sona had claimed Serafall had the power to freeze all of Japan with a twirl of her wand.

"Whelp, it is nice that So-tan has a good friend. If you need anything, tell So-tan to tell me. I would not only think of a way to help, it would also increase the amount of times she calls me!" The Satan of international affairs said with a big smile before taking the captive fallen and leaving with a blue magic circle.

"I believe this meeting was… productive." Rias said, her voice betraying how amused she was at the expense of her childhood friend. Who looked like she wanted to see how long it would take for the Gremory heiress to drown inside a magical water prison as she sniffed with tears on the edge of her eyes.

"And I believe that you are right." I said with a smile. "But I also believe that it is time for us to go home." I said and as I motioned to Paul, who looked like his whole worldview had been shattered in the last ten minutes. Kinda easy to forget demons of Nasuverse weren't exactly like Serafall or the other girls in the room.

"Very well." Sona said as she tried to act like none of the teasing session had happened and that she was still the cool and strict student president everyone though she was. But we knew better.

"You sure you don't want to stay for a little longer? I would have liked to introduce you to the rest of my peerage." Rias said with a pout, making me wonder why the fandoms hated her so much while they loved many characters for simply being cute. She was adorable too damn it!

"Maybe tomorrow." I waved at her and then left the room, followed by Paul who was still working as my professional bird carrier.

Though on the way out of the school, I saw something interesting. By mundane standards.

Two girls had cornered another girl on the corner of the building, giving off a less than pleasant aura.

I would have walked away without much thought if it wasn't for the people in the situation. A girl with brown twin tails and another girl with pink hair cornering a bespectacled girl with braids.

Murayama and Katase seemed to have some sort of issue with Aika. Might as well drag Paul with me to see what was happening.

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As she returned from putting her brand new prisoners to their cells and prepared for her talk with Azazel, Serafall had to groan. Her chair squeaking under her small stature as she slouched on it.

Today had been a real roller coaster for her, just like ever other day she had to deal with international problems caused by the dumbasses she had to call her people.

She honestly had to wonder how many more devils she would have to punish before they realized that she didn't like them causing problems with their peerage recruitment methods.

Sure they were devils and doing things in a less than moral way wasn't exactly surprising even if it was something that should belong to the past but for some some of the younger devils always tried to recreate that past. Especially the incompetent ones.

And lastly she learned that the town where her little So-tan resided had a pest problem in the form of crows and that they had been dealt by the newest supernatural element in the town.

Cyrus Samson.

She had to chuckle at the absurdity of the young man, her super cute little sister and her friends hadn't realized it but Serafall was one of the strongest and the most perceptive devils, a requirement to deal with politicians from other factions, so she could pick out even the least noticeable things about people around her. So she could clearly see it.

That boy, more like a young adult, had divinity in him.

It was a small thing, not enough to be even classified as a demigod. But it had quality to it. The kind of quality she saw from major gods during meetings like strongest of Asgardians or Olympians. It honestly felt like if he had enough divinity to be a god, he would be a major god or even a head one.

It wasn't surprising that neither So-tan or Rias had realized it. They never actually stood in the presence of a god so they probably thought that it was just some holy power due to being descended from a saint. Holy and divine energies were similar after all.

Though after talking with him and bonding with him over teasing So-tan, she was about ninety four percent sure that he didn't have any nefarious plans against her and her friend's sisters. He actually seemed rather fond of them.

Heh, the descendant of 'Donkey Jawbone' Samson was friends with the sisters of Satans. The church and heavens would have a fit when they heard about it. Especially Gabriel, that pigeon bitch always seemed to have a soft spot for the original Samson.

Wonder what kind of expression she would make if Serafall bedded him. The thought alone made the Satan of International Affairs feel wet under her skirt.

But before that, she had to make fun of Azazel and his incompetent subordinates with meanie politician talks.

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"Anything you wanna say, pervert." The pink haired kendo club member sneered down at the bespectacled girl, an action mimicked by her brunette friend as well.

This was the reason Aika never spend more time in school than she needed to. Sure her family wasn't exactly the best at giving affection due to her… interests but it was always better than after school. The small time frame where students could get at each other because none of them were stupid enough to break the rules in anyway under president Shitori's watch. Except for the perverted duo but she was quite sure that they had been dropped on their heads while they were babies.

Not that it mattered, after all she had a reputation among the female student population that was second only to them. She was seen as a pervert but let's be honest, she was a pervert. But she wasn't like the perverted duo.

Sure she had an talent that was quite similar to that bespectacled moron but she didn't spend all of her time acting like it was something amazing and try to provoke more than half of the student body with it by screaming the measurements at the top of his lungs. She used her own talent but kept it to herself… unless the subject was an asshole. Then she had no issues with revealing how their 'swords' were barely a small 'pocket knife'.

For some reason every asshole in the school had a tiny penis, or none at all.

Two exhibits for the latter case were surrounding her.

"Answer her, you little bitch!" The brunette kendo member snapped at her, slamming her hand to the wall, right next to Aika's head.

"I believe that is enough." A voice came from behind Mika's bullies as a shadow fell over them. A shadow that belonged to the new transfer student who looked less than amused, something that neither Murayama or Katase liked much since said transfer student was more than a head taller than them and built like a brick house.

In other words, the kendo girls were scared shitless.

"Oh, h-hello, Samson-kun. This is just…" Murayama tried to stutter some sort of excuse out but was cut off.

"Scram."

"Huh?" Both kendo girls were confused, which seemed to displease Cyrus even further.

"Scram!" He said once more, with more force, and scram they did.

"Hmm, I think you may have traumatized them." Then Aika realized that there was someone else with Cyrus, a man with a rather beautiful face and king dark hair, wearing clothes that somewhat resembled a lab coat but stylish.

"They can be as traumatized as they want. Or don't want… whatever, are you okay Aika?"

POV Return

{+10 Affection with Aika(90/100) for saving her from bullies.}

I was rather surprised that there was anyone in school with enough balls to bully anyone, thought that their fear of So-ta... fear of Sona would have made sure they wouldn't do anything like that.

Idiots gotta be idiots I guess.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Just… anyway I'm fine." She said with a smile and I didn't believe her. Though trying to force the situation out of her might not be the best solution.

Softer approach then.

"Wanna come to my house? I was planning to have some chicken." There, nice and not forceful. She also seemed to like the idea of chicken.

"Sure, let's go." She said with a smile and grabbed my hand. But not calling her parents before such a decision? I did not like where this was going.

The walk home had been quiet, with the only thing one could find weird being the red bird flying over us, I didn't want to startle Aika with Anatole. That was for later.

The day had been rather hectic, dealing with devils trying to interrogate me, dealing with dumb fallen, then dealing with Serafall Leviathan's curiosity. So just frying some chicken while my servant and fuck buddy slash potential therapy patient was kinda relaxing.

The fact that I even thought such a thing showed how weird my life became.

"That smells nice." Aika giggles from the table, looking a lot more relaxed than she was before.

"Thanks." I said as I put a plate of chicken before her.

"Should I kiss the chef before the meal or after?" The bespectacled brunette asked with a wiggle of her eyebrows but unlike the last time we had our… fun, she didn't seem to have much spirit in it though.

"Aika…" I started, trying to sound as gentle as I could. "Please, tell me. What is the problem?" She looked shocked for a moment, before her eyes started to water and then she spilled everything.

How she was seen as nothing more than a female Motohama in the school after she made it know that a delinquent who tried to harass some girls had a small tool. How her interests in the less than socially accepted acts in the bedroom came to light before her family decided to shun her as well. And how Katase and Murayama made sure to bully her at any chance they could get, which was whenever they knew that Sona and the rest of the student council was away.

By the end of her confessions, Aika was a sobbing mess.

Learning all of these, especially her bullying problem, made me mad. Nay, I was livid. I may have had only one bj session with Aika but she was a fun girl and I liked her, nobody gets to hurt people I like and get away with it.

Sure some may claim that I was being hypocritical since I had killed Issei and Saji who were also perverts like Aika but counter argument! I hadn't killed them because they were perverts or because I disliked them. Sure I did but I killed them because they were potential obstacles to me. I didn't want to deal with their plot armor if it became a real thing, screw that.

But still none of that mattered since I needed to deal with Aika's problems now. And as I looked down at the bespectacled pervert who had finally stopped sobbing and was taking some calming breaths while she clutched my chest, I had an idea.

"Aika…" I rubbed her head. "…do you wanna get back at them?"

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"Huh?" Aika made some confused noises as she looked up at me, her eyes red and puffy behind her glasses.

"Do you want to get back at them?" I asked once more.

"Get… get back at who?" She asked, her voice hoarse from crying.

"Anyone who hurt you." I said with steel behind my words.

"What's the point… it's not like I could really get back at them, who would believe an ugly pervert like me over the rising stars of the kendo club?" She said while chuckling soullessly, making my decision even more correct in my mind.

"Tell me Aika, do you believe in magic?" I smiled down at her confused face before she frowned.

"Magic? Samson this is no time to tease…" She trailed off as I opened my palm and willed a ball of fire into existence above it, making Aika's eyes widen up to a size that would make dinner plates jealous.

"H-How?" She tried to reach out to the flame which was my cue to make my hand into a fist and extinguish the flame.

"Magic." I answered her with a cheeky smile on my face.

"…how?" Aika managed to say after a pause but at least she wasn't thinking about depressing stuff anymore.

"As I said. Magic." I poked her in her ribs, making her squirm.

"Yeah, but how is it real?" She asked, a glimmer of excitement in her eyes sparkling.

"The same was air and gravity are real. Just because you've never seen it doesn't mean it's not real after all." I smiled down at her before continuing my explanation.

"Long story short, all the myths and legends you know, they are real. Every mythology we know of exists as a faction of supernatural beings. Some of them even live among humans without letting it be known."

"Have… have I met any of them?"

"Yup, Rias Gremory and Himejima Akeno." I answered and watched her eyes widen.

"The great ladies of Kuoh Academy? Seriously? What are they, some kind of boob yokai?" She asked and I had to smother my laughter with my hand.

"Pfft, no. No they are not boob yokai, they aren't even yokai. They are devils, from bible."

"Seriously?!" Aika's eyes were wide as she tried to picture it.

"I can't see it, they are always so nice with everyone." She shook her head.

"Devils have changed quite a bit throughout the years. They don't even steal soul anymore these days. The council president is a devil too anyway."

"Shitori, yeah I can actually see that." Aika nodded her head with a crossed expression.

"It's actually Sitri. Sona Sitri. She and Rias are what you would call high class devils, nobility."

"That ain't surprising either." Aika said, I guess them being devils was far more extraordinary than them being nobles.

"What are you then? Are you a devil too? Are you here to steal poor maidens and take them away to your castle?" She wiggled her eyebrows as she said that and I could hear Paul snicker from the corner of the room. He would get his due later.

"First of all, the castle and maiden thing is dragons. Secondly, no I am not a devil. I am descendant of the biblical hero Samson."

"Never heard of him." Ouch, there goes my family pride.

"He is rather… obscure compared to Moses or Jesus. He was more or less the biblical equivalent of Heracles. Oh and Paul over there is a magician, actual magic though not card tricks." I said as I pointed to the alchemist with my thumb.

"And I think you can become one too." I said and Aika's turned to look at me so fast that I was surprised she didn't accidentally snap her own neck.

"What?"

"I think you can be one too. Or I guess I could've said 'You're a Wizard Aika' but that wouldn't work since you are not one yet."

"No! I mean, why me?" She asked with wide eyes, this girl needs more confidence in herself outside of lewd activities.

"Because you are my friend, because I like you and this would give you a pretty damn good way to get back at those who wronged you." I listed my reasons, Aika's eyes getting slightly wider with each reason.

"But… but…" I put my index finger to her lips to silence her.

"Shush, I don't wanna hear anything about buts unless it's sexy." I said with a wiggle of my eyebrows, making her giggle.

"You are telling me to learn magic and get back at my bullies. Isn't there some sort of law about not using magic on people who don't know about it?" That was actually a good question, I knew she was smart.

"Not really, it is just frowned upon and some people might try to play hero and the church might try to raise a fuss but honestly, fuck the church." I humphed, not caring how my words had shocked Aika. As far as I was concerned, the Church was the worst faction in the DxD without being outright villains. They were useless most of the time, did experiments on children and acted like they had the moral high ground.

The only good things that came out of the church were as far as I was concerned were religious waifus and Vasco Strada the buff. Everything else about them was trash.

"So yeah, as far as I'm concerned, you can do whatever you want with them. Make them apologize, humiliate them or even turn them into your own personal slaves." I shrugged, entirely unconcerned with the way a spark of intrigue found a home in Aika's eyes when I listed the last option.

"More importantly, I believe that I heard you say some stupid bullshit about being ugly before." I raised an eyebrow at Aika who shrunk into herself under my gaze.

"I… uhh…" I put my hand on the top of her head and started to softly pet her.

"You are a beauty, perverted tendencies and all, and fuck whoever claims otherwise."

{+10 Affection with Kiryuu Aika(100/100) for she is now madly in love with you and wants the D!}

{Maximum Affection Reward: Kiryuu Aika Obedience have been maxed, Skill [Lewd Scouter] acquired.}

Huh, that sounded fun. I would look into it later.

"So, do you wanna be a Wizard?" I smirked down at the brunette in my arms who had an impish smile on her face.

"I'm in."

{Quest: Magical Revenge!

Objective: Make Kiryuu Aika a mid class magician and help her take revenge on Murayama and Katase.

Bonus Objective: Make Kiryuu Aika a high class magician.

Reward: 5 Gacha tokens and [Eromancer] class unlocked.

Bonus Reward: [Great Teacher] perk}

That was a thing to do I guess but now I had more important concerns, like the brunette in my lap who was grinding her rear on my crotch and getting closer to my lips.

"Ahem." The hell?

"I recommend doing such activities away from me, sir. I also hope that this was just some harmless fun and not a result of you people forgetting that I existed." Paul looked at us with a less than impressed gaze.

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After getting cockblocked by Paul the master alchemist, Aika had gotten off of me. Shame.

"I think I should leave now, even my folks will realize that something is wrong if I don't go back soon." She said, her eyes were still a bit puffy but at least they weren't red anymore.

"So, about that magic thing?" She trailed off and I smiled at her excitement, even if it was about something other than a lewd.

"Tomorrow I have to talk with the Occult Research club. I will call you after I am done with them and get you started up."

"The club of the great ladies of Kuoh who happen to be devils? My my, could it be that I have ended up in a relationship with a budding harem protagonist?" Aika giggled as she wiggled her eyebrows at me.

"Maybe." I smiled back at her and activated my new Lewd Scouter on her.

[Kiryuu Aika{Low Low Class}

Sexual Orientation: Bisexual

Kinks: Too many to count

Turn offs: You can be turned off?]

More or less as I had expected.

"Well then, see ya!" And then she left. I hated seeing her go but damn did I love watching her leave.

"Paul…"

"Yes sir?" The alchemist looked at me, slight twitches showing that he was not exactly… thrilled with my tone.

"The potions I gave you, can you make more of them?" I asked with a raised brow and the genius alchemist relaxed.

"Well yes. It's not exactly easy with the conditions of this place but it is possible." He admitted, looking like he was making some calculations in his mind as he answered.

"Great, then I expect a hundred of the mana restoration potions." I said with a bright smile and Paul nodded, before my words truly registered.

"A, a hundred, sir? And to when?" He asked with a shaky smile so in order to calm him down a smiled even more brightly.

"Before I come back from my training of course!" I said and entered my dungeon, happy with the cries of dismay and anguish from the mage I left behind.

As I slashed another monster with Galatine, I couldn't help but think how I was gonna deal with my latest problem.

The problem being, I wasn't sure how to help Aika with magic.

Sure I could go with the easiest solution and use the race changing pill I had but I didn't want to deal with the kind of attention that would bring just yet. Aika was known throughout the school so both Rias and Sona had known about her, if she just changed her race overnight that would raise far too many questions.

Which meant I had to teach her the old fashioned way, but I didn't know what to teach her.

When magic is mentioned, most people don't think beyond 'oh my that's so cool' but magic had branches and most people tended to have an affinity for certain branches. I was an exception to that since I was a gamer but Aika wasn't. I knew she ended up learning magic in the light novel but I had no idea about her branch.

For all I knew she learned some kind of drawing magic that she used to make porn magazines!

So, now I was killing everything around me, hoping an enemy would drop something to help with my troubles. Throughout such effort I had ended up with more zombie meat than I wanted to count, many potions, some low grade weapons and even two gacha tokens!

"Ghahaha!"

"Smite!" A pillar of holy light fell on top of my enemy, an undead creature that had the body of a human but also two heads of jackals with an axe in his(their?) hand.

{Notice: [Photomancer] class has evolved from [Adept] to [Proficient]!}

{Notice: [Sun Monarch] class has evolved from [Adept] to [Proficient]! [Gyromancy] class has been unlocked!}

Heh… heh heh heh HEH HEH! My smile was so wide that it felt like my cheeks were about to rip apart. Gyromancy, in other words, gravity magic. I took it to test with a few skeletons and zombies who were trying to sneak on me.

Zombies slammed to the ground and could no longer move though that was far better than the skeletons since they had shattered the moment they met the ground. Seeing that a few more enemies were coming towards me, I smiled widely and posed with my arm stretched out.

"Kneel!" And then they were on the ground, I was gonna have so much fun with this!

{Notice} Huh?

{Reward for mastering Sun Monarch to Proficient: Blessed Random Box!} huh? Blessed Random Box? Pretty sure I had heard or read about this before. It even looked kinda familiar, a white gift box with a golden ribbon wrapped around it. But what made this different than a gacha token?

{A gacha token summons a random item from the multiverse, the only thing that determines the result is luck. Blessed Random Box on the other hand summons an item that responds to one of user's desires.}

Huh, that sounded convenient. And if it is something I wanted then there was no reason not to open it. Who knows, maybe I would get an Infinity Stone or something.

What ended up in my hand wasn't an Infinity Stone, as a matter of fact I had no idea what it was. It looked like a magic book that you would find in fantasy games with one exception. It had no pages.

It was only a leather cover. Observe.

{The Student Grimoire. A high ranked item that creates pages of magic lessons based on the user's magical talents and affinities. It can be used by only one person.}

…

…

…

…just when I was thinking about how to teach Aika magic, I ended up getting an item that was made specifically to teach magic. What kinda deus ex machina shit is this?!

Not that I'm complaining.

Wanting to see if my luck would continue to be this awesome, I used my recently acquired gacha tokens and the answer was: No and Yes.

No because the first roll of the gacha gave me… a plate of sichuan mapo tofu. I am man enough to admit I screamed like a terrified cat and scurried away due to my past traumas. Which also caused me to drop the plate of mapo tofu.

The second roll on the other hand was a great success since I ended up with another companion gem. This one only said 'Special' though so I have no idea who it might summon.

I actually should look into the companion gems I had since this was the fourth one I had ended up getting and three of them were still unused. But I had another thing I wanted to deal with now.

So I put my hand in my inventory and took out an emerald gem from it.

[Ddraig Core]

It was time to have a conversation with the Welsh Dragon of Domination.

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It was time to have a chat with the Welsh Dragon but honestly, I spent quite a while trying to figure out how to do it.

Which meant I spent the last few minutes poking the green gem in my hand with my finger, with magic and with Galatine. None of which gave me a reaction from the dragon of Welsh Isles.

After a while, I ended up throwing the damn jewel to the ground in anger. So of course that ended up what triggered a reaction from the stupid orb.

"Wh, what the? Where am I?!" The deep voice of the dragon echoes around us as the jewel pulses with green light with each word. Happy that conversation was possible now, I pick up the orb and dust off the dirt that got on it when I threw it.

"Hello there."

"Hmm, a human? No, something different. Tell me, who are you and where am I?" The dragon demands, his voice full of regal presence that no being stuck in a tiny jewel should possess.

"I am Cyrus Samson and you are in a pocket dimension with me." No reason not to answer.

"Hmm, Samson you say? Like the Donkey Bonejaw Samson?"

"My ancestor but please tell me that is his actual title." I said with a smile, such a title was both badass and hilarious.

"Of course, that long haired weirdo ended up killing devils and fallen with that damn bonejaw before they decided to destroy his powers with the old hooker trick. Not that it helped since he ended up getting them back. Word of advice kid, don't give a hooker a chance to destroy the source of your powers or you might end up trapped under a pillar and die."

"I'll keep that in mind." I wanted to get mad, I really did, but couldn't since that was exactly how my ancestor had died. How lucky I am that my powers were not dependent on my hair.

"Make sure that you do. How am I here anyway?" Ddraig inquired, his voice full of curiosity.

"I killed you wielder and took the core that housed your soul."

"…"

"…"

"Are you saying that you… stole me?!" Ddraig's calm voice took a hysterical tone towards the end.

"Huh, I thought that you would have focused more on the fact that I killed your wielder before he could even manifest you."

"My hosts dying before they can awaken me isn't anything new but this is the first time that I have been stolen!" Ddraig said before starting to laugh.

"To think that I, the Red Dragon Emperor, could experience anything new after all this time! How amusing!" He was far more chill than I had thought.

"So, was there a reason for you to steal me? Or did you do it just to see if you could?"

"I want to free you." I said, no reason to hide my intentions.

"…brat, be careful with what you say." Huh, he sounded… not mad but he definitely wasn't pleased with my words.

"I spent centuries trying to break out of this, this prison! Do you truly expect me to believe that you would release me, or that you even could?!" Huh so that's the reason. He already had lost all hope for freedom and likely thought that I was just making fun of him.

"I do not possess the means to free you currently but I do intent to free you. Also, even if you tried for centuries, you could only try to break out from inside; a perspective from outside should be useful." I pointed out.

"…you truly mean what you say. Then what is your reason? There is no way that one would try to free me simply out of the goodness of their heart."

"I want to form a contract with you."

"Hah. You mean have me as your familiar. A prisoner to a pet, not exactly a big change." Oh great, he was grumpy.

"I think being able to spread your wings again would be a pretty great change and if you're still unsure about this…" I created a magic circle and Anatole flew through it. A rather nifty ability that allowed me to summon my familiar, meaning I could always have Anatole come to me.

"…I can just feed you to Anatole here, it wouldn't be as potent as having you but I still would have a minion with the power of Red Dragon Emperor."

"Wait, is that an Anqa?! Ok ok, you got me. I will accept this contract, but I am not calling you master." His tune changed pretty quickly.

"And I don't expect you to call me that. Either call me by my name or 'partner'."

"Very well… partner."

{+30 Reputation with Ddraig Y Goch[30/100] for promising him his freedom even if only as your familiar}

"Great!" I clapped my hands and then brought one of many loots I had gotten from the zombies, a cyclops skull.

"Just to give you a face so that we can talk properly."

"Wait what?" Before he could say anything, I put the orb in the eye socket of the skull.

"…I hate you."

{-3 Reputation with Ddraig Y Goch[27/100] for pulling shit like this}

Worth it.

Then I exited the dungeon and went back home, to meet with Paul who had very large bags under his eyes as he worked on potions. Huh, it was morning, guess I spent I lot of time in the dungeon.

"Hey Paul, are my potions ready?"

The genius alchemist's forehead met the desk with a groan.

With a chuckle I took the guy off of the desk and put him on my couch, he may have cockblocked me but he had made a little under a hundred potions and almost completed my impossible mission for him. He deserved some rest.

And now I had to go to school, joy. Whelp, not like I would pay attention to classes, I was going just to meet Rias' peerage and then help Aika with magic. I had the tool to do so now.

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As always, school was boring as shit and the classes just wouldn't end.

Though I had some fun with the way Murayama and Katase ran away from me when they saw me, learn your places bitches. I may have had a less than favorable opinion on them but they messed with my girl, so they deserve it.

Finally after the last bell rang, I went to the old school building. And… I was not impressed. Low lightings, gothic accessories around the shelves and antique furniture; it was the most stereotypical magical room that one could imagine and showed that Rias was a geek through and through.

The shower in the middle was a nice touch though, mostly because of the gorgeous devil currently using the shower.

"Is that Cyrus, please give me a moment." Rias said as she got out of the shower and took the towel Akeno was offering, not caring that she was giving me a show before she had the towel wrapped around her.

While waiting for her, I looked over to the rest of the residents of the club. Kiba was just as you would expect a cliche bishonen to look. Pale blond hair covering his head over a politely smiling face and a body that was healthy enough to be not skinny but still not buff.

The other resident on the other hand was far more eye catching to me but not because of some sort of lewd reason like her ass or anything. No. Toujou Koneko had my attention due to how short she was.

Sure, there was nothing wrong with being short and even though the yokai turned devil was shorter than even others her age, it wasn't anything abnormal.

But put her in front of me? I was a giant made out muscle who stood over two meters while she was the picture example of petite while standing just under one hundred and forty centimeters. Meaning there was over half a meter difference in our height and her eyes met my stomach if she didn't look up.

We were a comical sight together.

"Tall." That's all she said as she continued to stare at me like a… fuck it, like a cat. Never blinking as her golden eyes met my reddish brown ones.

"Please excuse her, she tends to be a bit awkward around new faces. I'm Kiba Yuuto, nice to meet you." The Prince of Kuoh offered his hand which I took and gave it a light squeeze.

"Cyrus Samson, nice to meet you."

"Ara ara, it seems like Koneko-chan is quite interested in our new friend, president. Who would have thought that cute little Koneko-chan would like large and beefy men." The daughter of Baraqiel teased as she watched us, which seemed to work since I could see the red hues on her cheeks and ears. Adorable.

"Come now, Akeno-san, it isn't nice to tease your kouhai like that." I said with a smile as I put a hand on Koneko's shoulder, which felt kinda awkward since she was so short.

{+2 Affection with Toujou Koneko(Shirone)[2/100] for defending her from her degenerate senpai.}

"I agree with Cyrus-kun, Akeno. You shouldn't tease Koneko so much." Rias said as she came back, now fully clothed in her school uniform.

"Also, thank you for coming, Cyrus-kun. You met Kiba and Koneko, my Knight and Rook." She said as she took seat in her chair behind the desk.

"Yeah, I did. So, what's the reason you called me?"

"Couldn't it be that I just wanted to introduce you to my peerage?" The red headed devil said with a smile, though it felt rather fake.

"It could but I think it's not." I said and looked at her with a raised brow. Calling someone just to meet you peerage? Meeting them took less than five minutes, she surely called me for something else or at least had something else to do in her mind.

"You are right." She sighed and took the cup of tea Akeno offered her. I did the same when the half fallen offered me a cup, it smelled pretty damn good.

"You have already rejected my offer to join my peerage, so I won't ask again. But there is something I need your help with."

"I'm all ears." I had a rough idea what she needed help with but I had no way of explaining how I knew it so I had to listen to her. And who knows, maybe she'll surprise me and have a problem I did not think of.

"I am in an arranged marriage." Or her problem could be the most cliche one too, that's also nice.

"From your tone I am guessing I shouldn't congratulate you on your wedding." I said with a raised brow, while Rias pouted and Akeno giggled.

"No, you shouldn't. I… I don't like the guy they set me up with and while I should have until at least university before this marriage goes off, there have been talks to make it happen earlier." She said with a sigh, she looked stressed.

"And how am I supposed to help? I tend to punch my problems but I feel that punching a contract won't help much." I said and Akeno's giggles upgraded to chuckles, while Rias too looked rather amused.

"No, I guess not but punching can help us. There is a chance for me to challenge the man my family choose to a Rating Game in order to cancel the contract."

"You mean that gladiator thing you people do with your peerages but isn't as cool as actual gladiators?"

"No, well… yes but Rating Games are just as good as gladiators!" She said with a glare that was closer to a pout which she directed to me and her peerage since they were all laughing at her with the exception of Koneko who only had a amused smile on her face. Which for a kuudere was the equivalent of laughing hard enough to lose control of their bladder.

"The problem is you are not a part of my peerage, so I can't have you join us in the battle. But… honestly I would be ok if you just sparred with us a few times a week, we need any advantage we can get." Rias said, looking like she bit on something sour, it probably had stung her pride that her peerage needed help.

"…I am kinda busy today, but can you give me a copy of the contract? Paul is pretty smart so he might be able to find a loophole, even if he can't I will help you guys though."

{+10 Reputation with Kiba Yuuto[10/100] for being willing to help his King}

{+10 Affection with Toujou Koneko[12/100] for being willing to help her King}

{+10 Affection with Himejima Akeno[45/100] for being willing to help her best friend}

{+15 Affection with Rias Gremory[60/100] for being willing to help her}

{50 Affection Reward of Rias Gremory: [Friend of Princess]. Increased Affection gain with women who belong to nobility}

Yeah, that would help a lot.

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"Well, see you all later." Cyrus said as he left with a copy of the marriage contract, likely going to his home.

Rias Gremory wasn't sure what to make of the transfer student, well more like she wasn't sure what to make of her feeling concerning him. She may not exactly be an expert on feelings, her expertises lay more along the lines of anime and making things go boom with her power of destruction, but she was pretty sure that she had a crush on the muscular student.

It wasn't that surprising; Cyrus was strong, tall, muscular and going by the method he used to reject her peerage offer, a true man of culture. She would also say that he was friendly but from what she heard he didn't spend any time with anyone other than Kiryuu Aika during school, rather shocking considering how friendly he had been with her, Sona and the lady Leviathan. Guess he was unequally friendly? Was that a thing?

"Ara Ara, you look like you are quite deep in thoughts, president." The voice of her queen snapped Rias out of her thoughts, remembering she had work to do.

"So Koneko, Kiba; what did you think of Cyrus?" She asked her rook and knight. She might have asked his help for her marriage contract but the meeting was still also about having him meet the rest of her peerage.

Except for Gasper who was still sealed. Not that the young dhampire had any desire to interact with anything that didn't have a screen in the first place.

"He seems strong. He has the hands of a warrior." Kiba said and Rias smiled, pretending to understand what her knight said. Maybe leaving him with her brother's knight hadn't been the best decision of her life.

"He was… warm." Her rook said, gathering the attention of everyone in the room on her.

"Warm?" Akeno asked, an impish smile on her face while Koneko nodded.

"Warm. And big, like the sun. He felt like the sun." The tiny rook said before returning to stuffing her face with sweets.

"Not… exactly the words I would use but I guess she might be right." Kiba said while awkwardly scratching the back of his head.

"He is quite strong though, especially if what you two said about the fight between him and the fallen angels is true."

"It is but I am not sure we can call that a fight. When we arrived he was literally standing on top of one of them without a single scratch on him." Akeno said before shuddering with a massive blush on her cheeks. A combination of her hate of fallen mixed with her sadistic and masochistic desires, Cyrus might want to cover his ass around her queen.

"She is right. Honestly I would like to recruit him but I don't think he would appreciate being bothered about that again after refusing." She said and slouched on her chair. Most of her worries would have been over if Cyrus had accepted being a part of her peerage but she understood his reason, even if she didn't like it. A human who had some ties to devils was more warmly welcomed than an actual devil.

"Well, at the very least we should make sure we are ready for any wrenches that might be thrown in our way. I want you all to train a bit harder from now on." She said to her peerage who merely nodded with smiles.

Honestly, it was about time she took her own advice as well. Maybe her mother would give her some pointers with the power of destruction. Talking to her would be far less troublesome than talking to her sibling after all.

"So, this book will tell me about what magic I will be good at?" Aika asked Cyrus as she looked at the leather clad tome in her hand while walking to Cyrus' house.

"Well, you can become good in any magic with enough practice but yeah, these ones will take less effort for you to become good at them." He said with a shrug, making his muscles move very nicely.

"How does it do that?"

"Magic."

"…why did I expect a different answer I wonder." Aika said with a sigh, ignoring the cheeky smirk Cyrus was sending down at her.

"So, how do I do this?" She asked only for the book to start glowing. After the glow dimmed, the book had changed from brown leather to a far darker black color and even seemed to look and feel more akin to snake skin.

"Cool." That was all she could say cause to be honest, what else could she have said.

"Well, open it. Let's see what inside." Cyrus said as he patted her on her shoulder, almost making her stumble. With a quick glare that lacked any amount of heat, she opened the book and saw the contents in it.

"Sex magic…"

"As expected."

"Jinxes, curses, chaos magic… necromancy… and dark arts." She ended reading with a lump in her throat. This… this wasn't what she was expecting.

"Huh so these are the things you'll learn, cool." Cyrus on the other hand didn't seem to mind the fact that her affinities had identified her as some sort of main villainess in a magic novel.

"I.. don't think 'cool' is the word I would use." She said, not sure how to feel about this revelation but happy that Cyrus was trying to be supportive.

"I think it's cool. The darker magics like these tend to have many interesting powers to them. Not to mention it looks like you can have undead minions."

"Like some sort of villain."

"I think you would look very hot as a villain." Cyrus laughed and Aika simply hit his arm, likely hurting herself far more than she hurt him.

"Not to mention you still have sex magic, that sounds fun. Also you can combine it with curses and jinxes in order to turn the bitches from the Kendo club into your personal slaves."

"Don't tempt me." She grumbled. The thought of having Murayama and Katase worshipping her as she looked down at them with disdain and Cyrus at her side was far more enticing than she would like to admit.

"Anyway, we can start training. Since we are home." Cyrus said with a laugh and opened his door.

"Hey there!" Only to meet with a guy with yellow bangs and a black goatee.

Cyrus shut the door back down.

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Deep breaths. Deep breaths.

"Aika, my dear, please tell me that I was hallucinating and that there wasn't a middle aged dude with blond bangs in my house." I said, more like begged, as I held onto the doorknob.

"I would, but I would be lying." She said with a smile, seemingly amused by my reaction. Cheeky little bugger.

"That's what I was afraid of." I said. But in the end there wasn't much I could do so I opened the door and was greeted by the same man who was now pouting like a petulant brat.

"'Middle aged dude'? How rude. I'll have you know that I'm still in the springtime of my youth."

"You are older than humanity." I deadpanned as I entered my home.

"Where is my magician?" I asked, even if this guy was currently beyond me, I would not be happy if he did anything to my magician.

"He is sleeping on the couch." He said as he pointed at my couch and as he said Paul was sleeping on it. I guess I did work him too hard.

"Umm, Cyrus… who is this guy?" Aika's voice roused me from my thoughts. And who this guy was? Well…

{Azazel the Scapegoat: High Satan Class. Governor General of Grigori. The First Angel to figure out how the birds and bees worked.}

"Yes Cyrus, who am I?" The strongest fallen angel asked with a smile. There could only be one answer.

"Just a guy who got kicked out of his house by his father for indecent behavior." I shrugged and Azazel started to laugh.

"Hahahaha, man this is the first time someone actually said it like that! And I guess it's true even if I don't consider my act indecent." The governor general said as he wiped a tear from his eye while laughing.

"Anyway, my name is Azazel, young lady. The Governor General of Grigori and the leader of the fallen angels." Azazel said as he brought out his twelve midnight black wings out.

"Nice to meet you."

Aika blinked once, then she blinked twice and then her face whitened like a sheet.

"Azazel, you mean the fallen Angel who was thrown out of heaven for teaching humanity how to make weapons?" She asked with a trembling voice, not that I could really blame her.

"Well, yes and no. I mean I was thrown out of heaven and I did teach you people how to make weapons sure. But that was after I fell." Azazel shrugged.

"Why did you fall then?"

"Well, it all started with…"

"He had sex." I interrupted Azazel with a deadpan, not willing to listen to his tale. But it also seemed to have shocked Aika quite a bit.

"Seriously?"

"Ok yeah, I admit it. It was because of that. But I'll have you know that I am quite proud of being the first angel to ever have an orgy before Shemhazai had even figured out what that 'stick' between his legs was supposed to do." The fallen angel giggled immaturely at that. The leader of one of the three biblical factions, ladies and gentlemen.

"Anyway, I am here to thank you for sparing the lives of my dumb subordinates even though they tried to kill you."

"They did what?!" Aika looked at me with wide eyes.

"Don't worry, it wasn't anything important. Not like they could put a scratch on me."

"So, no hard feelings?" Azazel asked.

"Only a little, why are you here?"

"What? You don't think that I came all the way here in order to give you a sincere apology for the actions of my subordinates?"

"No."

"Well your right. There is something I want to ask of you, also coming here was a nice little excuse to push my paperwork to Shemhazai." The leader of the fallen angels admitted shamelessly.

"I was gonna send a nun to the team in this town but you kinda went and beat them all up. So, would you like to have a roommate?" He asked.

Honestly this was something I was wondering. I had beat the fallen idiot quartet before they could properly begin their plan and had them sent to Azazel. Which meant Asia's fate was somewhat unknown. I was actually kinda afraid that she would end up in the hands of Diodora or something but it seems she is with Azazel so I don't need to…

"Is she cute?" And Aika seemed want in your decision as well.

"Very much so, she is also super naive about the world which elevates her from merely cute to adorable." Azazel proclaimed with a Gendo Ikari pose, making Aika give me puppy dog eyes.

"…get me a bigger house and I'll do it." Darn me and my weakness for cute girls!

"Excellent!" Azazel clapped his hands with a smile.

"Any preferences for your bigger house?"

"I need a very big basement, big enough for a large group of magicians to experiment."

"And a sex dungeon." Aika piped in.

"That one goes without saying." Azazel told her with a smile.

"Alright, I should have that house ready tomorrow and your new nun roommate will come with the house." He said and then a beeping sound started to come from his pocket, from a device that looked like a phone but more futuristic.

"Hello? Ok ok, I'm coming. I'm done here anyway. Yeah I get it. Just ask Penemue, she's into that kind of things." He said before shutting it off.

"If I knew that being a leader was such an hassle I would have just stayed in the bed with that woman after falling. Damn, well goodbye. Duty calls." And then he disappeared with a magic circle under his feet.

"Whelp, we got rid of the overgrown crow. Let's start your necromancy training." I said with a smile that seemed to unnerve Aika for some inexplainable reason. Oh well, didn't matter.

"How am I supposed to learn necromancy? There are no…" Before she could say anything I opened my inventory and dumped tons of zombie flesh before her.

"…can you do that with money?"

"Only if you learn fast enough. Now let's open the book and start this!"

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Paracelsus von Hohenheim, nowadays simply known as Paul, woke up with a familiar headache. It was the kind he would get whenever he pulled an all nighter using magic almost constantly. He hadn't had one since that day he had to perform a rather extensive surgery on one of his students who thought that swallowing a gem imbued with curse magecraft made specifically to cause laceration was a good idea.

Kids were dumb.

"Not bad for a first try."

"It's literally falling apart." And the voices of his new master and the girl who was likely his paramour didn't help his headache at all.

And neither did the sight of a zombie that was literally falling apart being the first thing he saw after opening his eyes.

"Master, do excuse my french, but why the fuck is there a zombie in our living room?"

"Aika is learning necromancy. She has talent for it."

"The why is miss Aika learning necromancy in our living room?" He asked once more, not sure how to deal with the situation.

"Cause if she learned it outside, people would have seen it and panicked." His master replied cheekily while Aika laughed from beside him.

Vinci had been right. Some days, it just wasn't worth getting up from the bed. Or from the couch.

Seems Paul decided to go back to sleep. I did have him work far too hard yesterday so I guess he deserves it.

Aika was making pretty damn good progress. Sure the zombie was falling apart but this was literally her first undead minion. Not to mention it was made out of zombie flesh rather than an actual corpse so it being less than perfect wasn't that much of stretch.

As far as I could see Aika's magic worked kinda like the magic from Overlord. Rather than simply the pieces of meat coming together, a blackish purple sludge gathered up the parts and turned into an undead monster. It was kinda gross but also pretty damn cool. They even came with weapons somehow even though there weren't materials to make a weapon among the flesh.

"Is it really ok for me to learn this though?"

"Aika we talked about this, it's cool and it does not make you a villain to have magic like this."

"No, I mean, we will be getting a roommate who is a nun aren't we? Wouldn't this make her uncomfortable?" Aika… actually asked a pretty good question. A question I couldn't answer with certainty.

From what I knew of Asia she definitely would be scared of undead monsters at the start but she could keep being afraid of them or start treating them like pets, making them accessories and other similar stuff. Both options seemed possible.

"I think… I think the problem most people have against necromancy is that bringing back the dead is unnatural and shouldn't be done kind of a thing. What you are doing is somewhat closer to flesh craft, still a bit disturbing but it shouldn't be much of a problem." I hoped.

"I swear on Father's dead body if you leave me with your paperwork again, I will start a coup!" Azazel's trusty sidekick Shemhazai joked.

"And I am not joking!"

Gosh, if he knew his old friend would have gotten this mad he would have skipped out on work far earlier. He always looked funny when his face turned angry red. It contrasted with his white hair and purple beret.

Oh boy he forgot that he was supposed to convince Shem to stop wearing that thing. He promised his old friend's wife.

"Are you listening to me?" Shemhazai asked, looking too tired to even scream anymore.

"Yeah yeah, no more skipping out on the work." Azazel waved his friend's worries away. Honestly they all knew him, they should have known he would skip out on work before they put him in charge.

"Why did you leave anyway? Other than for lazing around."

"I met Samson's descendant."

"Donkey Jaw Bone Samson, huh. Didn't know he had any."

"He does, he is in Kuoh."

"Do we have any agents near there?"

"We had four, but turns out they were dumbasses who attack humans randomly and got beaten up by Cyrus. He is the Samson's descendant by the way."

"WHAT?! Why is this the first time I'm hearing this?!"

"We learned it from Serafall yesterday when she called to inform us."

"You mean 'gloat'."

"Yeah, and you had a day off yesterday so I didn't want to trouble you."

"Well that's nice of you." Shemhazai said, happy to see that the Governor General could think of his subordinates sometimes.

"Also because I knew your reaction would be hilarious if you learned it like this."

"AZAZEL!"

"So, do you see any loopholes we can use in order to cancel this engagement or at least help Rias when things go wrong?" I asked Paul who had finally decided to wake up and get off the couch.

"Well, nothing that can cancel the engagement, not even a virginity clause. I guess they are devils alright." The genius magus muttered as he kept reading through the document.

"Still can't believe that Gremory-senpai is engaged. And to someone she hates." Aika said while trying to create a stronger variety of undead monster. She was kinda distraught that her first creations got one shotted by me.

"She probably doesn't really hate the guy but hates the situation and is projecting it all on the guy." I said with a shrug. Sure the fanfic writers tended to make Riser Phenex out to be a real douche but honestly as far as an average devil goes, he wasn't that bad.

Honestly out of all the pure blooded devil boys we were shown he was the best choice when it came to personality except for Sairaorg but the muscular devil was not only Rias' cousin but also didn't have his clan's power so they probably saw him as 'defective' as far as a contract that's purpose was for an offspring that would have ridiculous powers.

"Hmm, I think I may have found something. But I'm not sure." Paul said before explaining it to me.

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"It's rather weird."

"Huh?" I looked at Aika with confusion.

"Last night I was practicing actual magic that turned dead flesh into monsters that I can command. And this morning I am going to school like everything is normal. It's feels kinda weird." She explained and when she put it like that, it was kinda weird.

"Just roll with it." I said as we entered the class.

Once more, just like every other day, the classes were boring as shit. The teacher looked like he was one step away from falling down in sleep and some students had even stopped pretending to care. I actually felt kinda cheated because I knew for a fact this school was supposed to be prestigious and all the other classes were normal.

The only interesting thing was the looks Aika was sending at Katase's and Murayama's heads. On an unrelated note, I was starting to think that learning magic might be slowly corrupting Aika. Not that I was complaining.

But I am guessing the bitch duo might in the future. If Aika allows them to.

In the other news, class was boring. How fortunate that I would be meeting Rias and the rest of the ORC group soon.

"You think it would work?" I asked Rias after explaining the method Paul had came up with for us to help her with her engagement.

"It... might. I have little to no doubt that Riser is dumb enough fall for it but if he has his sister with him, it would be a fifty fifty. Ravel is smart, it is my theory that Riser left his brain in his mother's womb and Ravel took it with her when she was born." Rias shrugged as she insulted her fiancee with no hesitation.

"I... think you are a bit biased on this." Aika said with some hesitation. Telling the ORC that she knew about the supernatural and that she was learning magic under me had been fun. Telling Sona would likely be less fun.

"And I think I am allowed to. Speaking of thinking, have you thought about my offer to join my peerage?"

"You asked me that five minutes ago."

"Plenty time to think." The redheaded heiress said with a giddy smile and stars in her eyes at the thought of getting a new peerage member, much to her peerage's amusement.

"Come now Rias, it isn't good manners trying to steal my student from me." I said as I put my hand on Aika's head who puffed up her chest like a peacock.

"Hmmm. Ok, I'll let it go. For now." She muttered the last part but I believe that everyone in the building with the exception of a certain sealed dhampire heard her.

"But as I said, your plan should work and I am grateful for it. Was there anything else you want to talk about?" She asked and I waited until she brought her cup of tea to her mouth, and when she started to take a sip…

"Azazel visited last night."

"PFFFFFFTHHH!" And a perfect spit take!

"What?!" She jumped from her chair while her peerage just looked at me like I was some sort of bizarre alien.

"He visited yesterday." I repeated.

"That damn crow was in my territory?!"

"Technically you share it with Sona."

"How dare he do that!" She continued to yell and I decided to just let her vent her stress for a while.

After she finally finished screaming threats that she could never act on against a being as powerful as Azazel, I continued.

"Anyway, he thanked me for not killing the quartet of idiots who attacked me and wanted me to house a nun, I also asked for a bigger house for it so they are probably building that right now." I explained with a shrug, I knew that Azazel being in their territory was kind of a big deal since Azazel himself was a big deal but you would think they would react a bit more calmly.

"To Cyrus' house, now!" Rias declared with her finger in the air.

The workers of Grigori were pretty damn fast huh.

My former modest one story house was no longer in its place and neither were the buildings of my neighbors. In their place was one very big mansion that looked like it had at least four floors without counting anything like a basement.

"Hey, descendant of Samson, how do you like your new house? Also damn you work fast kid, bringing girls to your house at the moment the house is ready!" Azazel said with a laugh as he masterfully ignored the glares he was getting from the devils.

"Oh by the way, this is your new roommate, Asia Argento. She is a former nun and doesn't know anything about how the world works so do take care of her." He said cheerily as he pushed a blonde and a very cute girl who was trying to make herself look as small as possible.

"G-Good day, I am Asia. Thank you for allowing me to stay in your house." She said with a slight amount of Italian accent in her voice before she gave a traditional Japanese ninety degrees bow.

Seeing the adorable nun, Rias' glare was replaced with a look of curiosity as she looked at Asia.

"Pleasure." I said as I offered my hand for a shake and Asia took it with some reluctance.

"Hey Azazel, can we speak in private for sec?"

"That would be another sec I am away from paperwork so yeah, yeah we can talk." Azazel said with a smile, something that neither Rias or Akeno seemed to be happy about.

"Cyrus, I do not think that's such a good idea."

"I must agree with Akeno." The duo of devil ladies tried to change my mind.

"Don't worry, both of you. It's just some talk and Azazel won't pull any shady shit now. He would wait for at least a week from our last meeting before pulling some shady shit."

"I'll have you know that I pull shady shit against people I am friendly with after at least two weeks of not seeing them." The fallen angel with blonde bangs said with a smile.

"You guys just check out the house and Rias, don't try to recruit Asia to your peerage." I said before leaving with Rias pouting and Asia looking confused.

After getting enough distance between ourselves and the girls, and Kiba, Azazel turned to me with a smile.

"So, what do you want to talk about?"

"How much do you know about Vritra class Sacred Gears?"

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Well, it seems he had misjudged the kid. He had thought he would just ask for a deal for some materials for his magician friend but it seemed like the young descendant of Donkey Jaw Bone had far more grand ideas.

"Hmmm, that depends. How much do you know about Vritra type Sacred Gears?" He said, wondering how he would respond.

"I don't know all of their abilities but there should be at least four of them with each having a portion of the former Dragon King Vritra's soul inside them. Each with one of the many abilities developed by the Prison Dragon King." Well, about as much as he had thought he would know.

He was kinda surprised he knew of their number though, guess the kid was smarter than his ancestor. Not that such a thing was a huge deal considering that original Samson hadn't been that bright. Far too confident in his physical might.

"You are right, there are four of them and each one of them posses one of Vritra's abilities. Dear old dad must have had lots of fun when he ended up getting his shiny hands on Vritra's soul." Azazel said melancholically. His feelings towards his dad might be somewhat complicated and he might have had quite a bit of fun researching the 'bugs' that started to appear after his death but he still kinda wished that the old judgmental prick was still alive.

"Why are you asking, are you interested in them?"

"What would you do if I said that I have Absorption Line." Say what?

"You mean, you possess the Absorption Line?" He didn't feel like he had a Sacred Gear though. Dragon types tended to give off some sort of aura.

"No, I mean I have it with me." This kid…

"How?" Azazel asked.

"Trade secret." Cyrus shrugged.

"Is there any chance you know where the rest of the four are?" Huh, this kid. Just what was he planning?

"I might have an idea. Why do you want to know?"

"I want to complete the set and give them to Aika." Seriously?!

"You want four of the strongest Sacred Gears, excluding Longinus class gears, just to gift them to your girl?"

"Yup." Azazel couldn't help himself, he started to laugh. It seems that this kid was quite fond of the fairer sex just like him and the original Samson. He didn't dislike that.

"Hahaha! Ok, ok. I have the other three, what would you give me to have them?"

"What would you want?" Kid shrugged, nice to see that at least he was green when it came to negotiations. First rule of negotiations, never let the opponent dictate the terms.

Honestly, giving out the Vritra gears wouldn't be too much of a loss to him. He couldn't awaken the Prison Dragon King without all the pieces so they were just three Sacred Gears with somewhat impressive abilities. He already got everything he wanted from them with his research for Downfall Dragon Spear.

But he also didn't want to give them away for free.

"Hmm, for now let's just say that you owe me three favors. Also let me study how all the gears work together later on, I am kinda curious about it." There, vague enough that he could later on get more than he was technically bargaining for yet sounding cheap enough for the kid to take the deal.

"Very well, not like I have much of a choice about it." Cyrus said with a nod.

"Cool, I will send the gears before next week. You should check out your house, especially under the basement. I think putting some girls there might be enjoyable for you." With his piece said, he teleported back to Grigori.

And now he had to tell Shemhazai that he more or less sold the Vritra gears away.

Well, at least I got what I wanted, technically. Hopefully Azazel won't ask for anything too outlandish for those favors. He would probably ask for one during the Kokabiel fiasco later on but I'm not sure about the other two.

Didn't matter, worse case scenario I would just run away to another world since that is supposed to be unlocked after the peace conference arc, then I would come back stronger so that it wouldn't be a problem.

With my mind made I entered my new house, I have a mansion now, and saw everyone huddled together with the exception of Koneko who was in kitchen, eating everything she could get her hands on.

She looked like a chipmunk with her cheeks full of food.

The others on the other hand had formed a little girl circle with Kiba looking super awkward near them while Asia simply seemed clueless about everything.

"Hey there." I said as I sat down between Aika and Asia.

"Cryus, look at her! She is so adorable!" Aika said as she reached for Asia over me who looked like a tomato due to her blush.

"A-Aika-san, please… you are exaggerating." She said with a stutter, looking quite uncomfortable with the attention she was getting.

"Shush, I am too busy with seeing how adorable you are to listen." Aika said as she laid on my lap and started to play with Asia's cheeks.

"A-Aika-san!"

"Adorable overload!" Yeah, these two would stay like that for a while.

"So, shouldn't you go back and tell Sona about Azazel being here?" I asked Rias who flinched and then looked the other way.

"Well, he was technically here for you so I think you should be the one to tell her." She said without making eye contact, trying to weasel out of her responsibilities.

"Ahh, but you are the owner of this territory along with Sona, are you not? Which means you have a responsibility to tell her about what happens here." I said with a super polite smile that was as fake as Shalltear's breasts.

"You are right, it is my responsibility to tell her and I shall do it." Rias said with a grim tone in her voice.

"…tomorrow." Which then turned into one of joy as she postponed her duty.

The next head of the Gremory family, ladies and gentlemen.

Oh well, at least we were having fun.

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Asia Argento wanted to cry with happiness. This was the first time she was feeling like she was just a normal girl with friends.

How sad was it that she felt that among devils, did that mean that the people who excommunicated her were right? That she was a witch? If so, why did it feel so right?

"Asia? You ok?" Cyrus, the descendant of the great hero Samson, asked her.

"Yes, yes I am fine. Why?" She asked with a smile, trying to make herself believe it as well.

"Then why are you crying?" Her hand went up to her cheeks and she felt the wetness. Wetness that she tracked back to her eyes, she really was crying.

The realization was what broke the dam for her and small stream of tears on her cheeks became waterfalls as she cried her heart out.

Then she told them everything. Her childhood, her discovery of her powers, her life as a holy maiden and her healing that wounded devil which had led to her excommunication.

The Gremory peerage simply listened to her, tried to look understanding. Aika on the other hand…

"Those bastards!" She gritted out with a glare that looked murderous.

"Please, Aika-san, you do not have to…"

"It wasn't your fault." Cyrus interrupted them. His words were not loud but they were firm. She instantly knew that he meant what he said.

"Cyrus-san…" she tried to deny it but she was interrupted once more.

"It wasn't your fault." He said again, his words just as firm as the last time.

"Asia, Christianity, much like many other religions has one core message in it that should be important above all other lessons. Be good." He said with his tone captivating everyone in the room.

"That is without talking about the fact that religion's most important figure, other than the Heavenly Father himself, forgave people who nailed him to a cross and beg for the Lord to forgive the mankind, the ones who tortured him. You healed somebody without caring for gender, religion, ethnicity or race. That is not simply an action that even your messiah would see as good, but also the core of being a healer. You did nothing wrong."

His words weren't just firm anymore, as blasphemous as it was, she felt like she was in the presence of something, someone, divine.

So once more, Asia Argento cried. She cried on Cyrus' chest but now, she felt like everything would be fine.

Asia did not stop crying until she ended up sleeping in my arms, so I put her on a bed in one of many rooms of my new house.

Honestly, even though I already knew of her story, hearing it from her made one of my opinions about this world. Fuck the church.

If a girl as pure and good as Asia, a model Christian as far as I was concerned, was screwed over by them; then they didn't deserve to act like the protectors of humanity. Especially since I knew for a fact that they had hurt humanity almost as much as the devils themselves. At least the devils were honest about it.

"I guess things ended up on a very sad not huh." I said with a fake smile on my face as I watched the Gremory peerage get ready to leave.

"No, it's okay. I just… I didn't think that she would have such a history." Rias said with a sigh and I could see that her peerage had sympathetic looks in their eyes.

Not surprising considering their own less than pleasant pasts. Akeno with her mother's murder at the hands of her own clan while her father was away. Koneko with being held accountable for a crime that her sister committed and almost being executed. And Kiba, who had been wronged by the church just as Asia had been even if his story was much more bloody.

"Cyrus-san, please tell Asia that if she ever needs to talk, that we will be willing to listen." Kiba said with a fake smile of his own.

"I'll tell her that." I said and watched as they left. Leaving time with only Aika.

"You okay?" I asked her.

"I hate them." She said.

"I hate that they would do that to a girl as sweet as Asia." She said, looking like she was about to cry so I put my hand on her shoulder.

"So do I." I said with a sigh.

"Just… let's just stop talking about that." She said as she wiped her unshed tears away.

"Where is Paul?" She asked, changing the subject.

"He is in the basement, doing experiments and likely creating magical concoctions that would be considered either miraculous or even just plain impossible." I shrugged.

"Let's see which." I said as we left.

{+75 Affection with Asia Argento[75/100] for your words, for convincing her that she deserves to be happy.}

{50 Affection reward of Asia Argento: [Friend of Pure Ones]. Increased Reputation, Affection and Obedience with those who are pure of heart}

"Hello sir!" Paul waves at us with a very big smile as his other hand is feeding Anatole with a drumstick.

The genius alchemist had decorated the basement. There were many tables, bookshelves, chemistry tools and several giant glass tanks.

"Do I even want to know what these tanks are for?"

"Oh those? Those are for the creation of Homunculi. I kinda need some lab assistants who won't require much time with education. Not to mention their magical outputs, which are superior to normal human mages, should help with this experiment!" He said as he showed me a several crystals; one red, one brown, one blue, one green and one purple.

"And those are?"

"They are elemental crystals! They require quite a bit of work but when ready and filled with enough magical energy, they will turn into Elemental Spirits. Beings with high combat power that should help us immensely!" The genius magus said with a big smile that I copied without even realizing it.

Elemental Spirits of Paracelsus were powerful enough to battle Servants, even strong enough to delay Arthur Pendragon! Their addition to our forces would be superb.

"By the way, we have a new roommate." I said and then explained her situation to Paul, who was less then impressed.

"It is heartening to hear that Church, even in another world, is as incompetent and illogical as always." He snorted.

"Though miss Argento's healing abilities sound interesting, I wonder if she'd be agreeable for helping me with potions."

"Just don't pressure her and do try not to scare her." I said.

"And while I'm here…" I rolled the sleeve of one of my shirt.

"I believe I did promise you some blood." I said with a smile as Paul's expression turned into one of joy.

"Oh yes, I am truly interested in the properties your hero blood has!" He said as he threw several objects out of a drawer before pulling out a moderate sized syringe.

"Though there is something I want you to know." I said to the approaching magus.

"If you try to use that blood to make a clone or even use it for Homunculi creation, I will take one of the elemental crystals and activate them after inserting them in your rectum." I threatened the genius alchemist who stood still for a moment before continuing his approach.

"Duly noted sir. Anything else you wish to tell me?" He asked and I took a moment to consider as he inserted the syringe into my arm and start pulling the blood.

"I believe that I will call some new… allies… from far far away places."

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After telling Paul of my plan, I transported myself into an empty dungeon and pulled the companion gems from my inventory.

{Companion Gem: Maid}

{Companion Gem: MILF}

{Companion Gem: Special}

Three different gems, containing three different people and with three labels that are as uninformative as the other two. Which is bad considering how Paul's gem had worked.

So the chances are that the game might be screwing with me or using these labels as a way to confuse me are high.

Therefore I decided to use them one after another with the least threatening title to the one that is most likely to be dangerous.

With my decision made, I crushed the maid gem in my hand and a bright light flashed.

Out of the light came a girl wearing a black kimono like clothing with puffed shoulders and a skirt that reached just under her thighs. She had black hair in a long braid and eyes that looked rather emotionless.

Even without using the powers of the system, I knew who she was.

{Kurotsuchi Nemu: High High Class. An artificial soul that can raise her powers to High Satan class for a few moments at the cost of her life.}

Before I could say anything, she bend on one knee and started talking.

"It is good to see you in good health, Cyrus-sama." Say what now?

"You know me?"

"Yes, I was created to be your servant by my father in order to impress you. An event that will happen after a certain amount of time that I am not entirely sure of."

…what?

{She is from the future.}

"I am… glad to hear that." I said, not sure exactly what else I could say. Though there was something I wanted to see.

[Kurotsuchi Nemu{High High Class}

Sexual Orientation: Straight

Kinks: Submission

Turn Offs: Anything that could displease Cyrus Samson

Affection: 90/100

Obedience: 100/100]

Ok, that's pretty cool.

{50 Affection reward of Kurotsuchi Nemu: [Ideal Master]. Increased Reputation, Affection and Obedience with submissive people.}

I am loving this. Though how does Nemu count as a maid?

{She is an assistant who will do everything her master says, close enough}

Not gonna argue with that.

"Nemu…"

"Yes, Cyrus-sama?"

"I am going to summon someone else as well, I want you to be ready in case the person I summon is… hostile." I said, not exactly liking the thought but also knowing that it was better to be safe rather than sorry.

"Yes, Cyrus-sama."

Now then, I took out the 'special' gem. I had thought that MILF gem might be less dangerous but then I remembered all the scary ass anime moms.

So, 'special' it is. I crushed the gem in my hand and with a light, a woman with blond hair in a pair of jeans and a sleeveless turtleneck. But differently from Nemu, she was unconscious.

"Cyrus-sama, this woman you have summoned appears to be unconscious."

"Yes Nemu, I can see that." I said as I 'observed' her.

{Tsukumo Yuki: Mid Ultimate Class. She will ask what kind of girls you like.}

…

…

…

I knew who she was and damn, mid ultimate. That meant that she was likely stronger than me. Pretty damn cool.

"Nemu, we are getting out." I said as I scooped Yuki off of the ground.

"I understand Cyrus-sama but do you know the identity of this woman?"

"Yup, but we'll talk about that later." I said as I deactivated the Instant Dungeon.

"So, what can you tell us doctor?" I asked Paul who was using several different spells in order to run diagnostics on the unconscious woman.

"Well, honestly, she is the epitome of good health except for her liver which shows signs of a very small case of alcohol poisoning." So she drinks, not exactly surprising.

"When can we expect her to wake up?"

"Right about…" before Paul could complete his sentence, a groan came from the formerly unconscious woman whose arm rose up groggily.

"…now." Paul completed his sentence as his patient rose from her laid down state to a sitting state before she took a look at us and then snorted.

"Not exactly what I was expecting for death but I ain't gonna complain." Whut?

"Tell me, fellow dead person, what kind of girls do you like?" She asked with her chin resting on the back of her hand and looking at me with half lidded eyes.

"I like many different kinds of girls but I believe that there has been a misconception, I am not dead. And neither are you." I said but she didn't seem to believe me.

"Yeah right. Dude, you might not know this but I literally turned myself into a small black hole, I am dead. And since you can see me that means you are dead too. What else could we be?" She said with a nod, confident in her logic.

Unfortunately for her, I wasn't so I pinched her on her arm, getting a yelp as she slapped my hand away.

"The hell was that for?!"

"Would you still feel pain if you were dead?" I asked and watched her face go blank before an expression of shock took its place.

"I… am not dead… how am I not dead? And how am I healed?" Hmmm, how to best explain it.

"To be honest, you may have actually died. The method I use to summon you is not exactly something I have complete understanding of." I shrugged.

"Summon? What kind of cursed technique are we talking about here?" She asked with a tilt of her head.

"Not a cursed technique. You can consider it magic, it can summon people from different universes." I said and the disbelieving look was back on her face.

"Magic? Different universes? Yeah right, pull the other one kid." She laughed but her laughter stopped cold as I created a fireball in my hand.

"Any cursed energy that you can feel?" I asked with a smug smirk, already knowing the answer.

"Ok… tell me everything." She said with a hard look in her eyes as she got up.

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"So, you used a shiny rock…"

"Gem."

"Okay, a shiny gem that had a description that only you could read on it to summon me from my universe which somehow healed my injuries along with my death from turning myself into a small black hole."

"Yup."

"You have knowledge of many different universe which is how you knew about me."

"That's right."

"And this universe has all the mythologies as reality with you living in a town controlled by devils, who are nicer than they are portrayed as in the Bible, even though you are the descendant of a hero from Christianity."

"True story."

"And this mansion was given to you by the leader of fallen angels who fell from the heaven, not because teaching humans efficient ways to kill each other but because he had sex."

"More or less." I said and Yuki sighed with a defeated look.

"Kid, you got any idea how much money we could make if we used your life as an anime script?" She groaned.

Out of all the possible reactions that I was expecting, she somehow managed to outdo all of them.

"Anyway, you got any other of those gems?"

"Just one. Though the description on it tells me pretty much nothing about who it will summon so I am not exactly sure about using it?"

"What does it say?" She asked with a tilt of her head and I answered with some reluctance.

"…MILF."

"Seriously? Why the hell are you scared of a MILF?"

"Hey, mothers can be scary ass badasses too. And for all I know this could very well be Sukuna incarnated in a mother's body. Meaning I am not scared, I am cautious."

"Bah, to-may-toh to-mah-to, what did mine said anyway?"

"Special."

"Well, that is my grade and I am quite special." She said with a haughty laugh, looking very pleased with the revelation.

"I guess you are." I said with a smile which stopped her laughter immediately as she looked at me with shock before an impish smile appeared on her face.

{+10 Affection with Tsukumo Yuki[5/100] for being fun}

"Hohoho, slow down kid. You haven't even bought me dinner yet." She said with a laugh. There was only one response to that.

I took a beef jerky out of my inventory and threw it at her face.

"There dinner." I said and walked upstairs, ignoring her howling laugh.

{+10 Affection with Tsukumo Yuki[15/100] for having a sense of humor}

"So, how's the training going?" I asked Aika who was throwing what I assume to be curse magic at the targets we had put in the training room, or the second basement as it was before.

"Good, I think." She said as she hit another target, causing it to burst into flames unlike the last target that had blown up

"There are many different curses, but not all of them are exactly good in combat." She said with a shrug that did some nice movements around her chest area as she created another sphere of magic between her hands.

"Unfortunately the more combat oriented a curse is, harder it is to use them for me. Same for the more complicated curses as well." She said with a groan as she threw the magic sphere in her hands at another target, causing it to freeze.

"Meh, I think you are doing well. Especially if you consider the fact that you were a normal girl not even a week ago." I said with shrug of my shoulders. I might have a small prodigy in glasses here with me.

"Doesn't feel good enough." She said with a sigh.

"Are there any plans? Some sort of plot you have in order to seduce girls and maybe take over the world?"

"What would I even do with the world? No, we don't have any plans for the immediate future other than helping Rias out with her engagement issue. And simply training is enough for that." I said with a shrug. It's not like I was wrong, I might not know exactly where I stood when it came to power but I was quite sure that I was stronger than Riser but even if I wasn't, I could simply grind until I was. The dude's whole shtick was his regeneration, which was definitely an impressive power, but I had powers that could inflict great pain to devils and I was strong enough to be able to beat the guy over and over again until he surrendered.

"Can't believe one of the great sisters of Kuoh is a noble lady trying to get out of her arranged marriage, what kind of a cliche light novel shit is that?" Aika snorted and I chuckled, she had no idea.

"Still, what will we do then? I don't want to just keep training like this, it's not really productive." She said with a sigh and I had a half mind hitting her over the head for that last comment. The girl was getting more proficient in her magics at the pace of a shonen character and she thought that it wasn't productive? Apologize to all the hard working magicians without main character talent!

Not that I would say it but still.

"Hmm, then I guess it would be better to let you have some first hand experience in combat." I said while gripping my chin.

Question was whether I should have her go against a stray devil which I could made into a bonding experience with Rias' peerage or my own dungeons where she could go against a wide variety of enemies.

Or I could…

"Hey, how about you start testing some of your subtler curses on actual living being?"

…help her get revenge.

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"Honestly, I was expecting something more… revenge-like." I said as I looked ahead where Katase and Murayama, the bitch duo as I had dubbed them, were trying to stay standing and failing as they fell in a puddle of mud again and again.

"What do you mean? I think this is quite a fun revenge." Aika asked as she cashed another tripping curse on them, followed by a curse that made the puddle smell worse several times.

"To be perfectly honest, I was expecting you to cast some sort of aphrodisiac curse combined with mental curses and then leave them at a brothel; or something similar." I said with a shrug, ignoring the weirded out look Aika was giving me.

"You know, I probably should have realized this sooner since you were the one who told me to get revenge in the first place but… you're kinda twisted aren't you?" The perverted girl said with a raised eyebrow and I merely shrugged. I had decided to kill two innocent guys simply because it was convenient for me, there was no way I could ever deny being twisted.

"No way I would ever let others have those two." But Aika wasn't exactly a pure maiden either.

"Also, I can't just get them to your house."

"When did we decide that we would keep them in my house?"

"I also don't want to expose Asia-chan to them." And she ignored me only a girl talking to their lover about something they decided without telling their partner about it.

Not that I was complaining much since…

{Quest: Magical Revenge!

Objective: Make Kiryuu Aika a mid class magician and help her take revenge on Murayama and Katase[Complete]

Bonus Objective: Make Kiryuu Aika a high class magician.

Reward: 5 Gacha tokens and [Eromancer] class unlocked[Received]

Bonus Reward: [Great Teacher] perk.}

…five gacha tokens and a new class that I would have so much fun while grinding. It was almost impossible to make me feel anything other than joy at the moment. Which would likely change according to the results of gacha but that was later on.

"So… I'm going back home. You coming?" I asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Sure, I'll come… in an hour." She said with a vicious smirk as she casted another curse in the direction of Murayama and Katase, this time making them slip and have their underwear caught in a low hanging branch.

"Do I even want to know how this happened?" I asked to Nemu who was looking at me with her usual emotionless look, which was quite a feat since I knew that I wouldn't be able to hold a poker face while having a half naked woman as beautiful as Yuki hugging my neck; or drooling on my shoulder.

"Tsukumo-san has found the liquor cabinet left behind by Azazel and emptied the half of said cabinet." Nemu said and I decided that I wasn't drunk enough to deal with this shit, and that I likely wouldn't be anytime soon since Yuki had drank all the alcohol.

"Hey, hey, Nemu... how come there are three of you! That's so unfair!" Yuki cried out with red cheeks before starting to giggle.

Yeah... I'm not gonna deal with that.

With that tactical retreat decision, I left Nemu at the mercy of drunkard cursed sorcerer and went to my room. The one place where I did not have to deal with weirdness. A perfect place for me to use powers whose source I had no idea about to summon random objects from wider multiverse!

The result of which were:

Five bento sets

Challenge Token

Avatar Glider

Twelve Kunai

Dragon Skull

The last one might be useful for Aika, undead dragons were pretty damn cool after all, but I was far more interested in the second one; the Challenge Token.

{Challenge Token: An artifact that places the user in a small pocket dimension where a side quest will occur when crushed. Note, the token can not be crushed if the challenge is impossible for the user.}

Not gonna lie, I was very interested about this challenge. Unlike companion gems, it had nothing written on it that might give some sort of an idea about the challenge; it was just a white marble emitting a low glow.

Yet a part of me was somewhat apprehensive of it as well. For all I knew I might end up in another world for years if I crushed it. Or maybe I would have to fight some very OP character that I knew nothing about.

But still, the thought of simply letting my fears rule me didn't sit right with me either. And since this was a 'side quest' it should not actually take that long and even if it turned out to be difficult, well, playing the game always on easy mode would be boring anyway.

So I crushed the Challenge Token, and with a bright flash of light; I was no longer in my room. Instead I was on some sort of island with seas as far as one could see around it, or maybe even further.

"Hmm, this is surprising." I turned around to see the man who just spoke. He was wearing a blue Gi and leather sandals. Though what had gotten my attention was the pair of swords on his waist and his eyes that looked less like that of a human or more akin to that of a tiger's.

"My, what a grand palace of muscle you are." The man said with a smile and my side quest appeared before me.

{Side-Quest: Unparalleled Under the Heavens!

The greatest sword master of all time, Miyamoto Musashi himself stands before you. Defeat him without using any magic.

Rewards: ???}

And then I felt my shoulder get sliced.

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My hand immediately went to my shoulder, my eyes wide, and checked for any injuries but there were none. There was no blood, no scent of steel, not even a tear on my shirt.

It was just as shown in Baki. Miyamoto Musashi, the unparalleled swordsman under the heavens, did not need a sword to cut you; such a thing was merely a luxury for him.

"Truly, such a magnificent palace of flesh." Musashi said with a smile.

"I had intended to cut you in half with that swing. All the way from your shoulder to your hip. Yet I was only able to leave a mere gash on your shoulder." He continued and the smile on his face... it was so normal. It was the kind of smile one would have while walking on a flower field, or having a simple cup of coffee; not while talking about how they had intended to bisect someone.

"Well then, let's try it again with a proper blade." Musashi smirked as he drew his sword from it's sheath and held it in his hand in the signature pose that anyone who had watched any samurai movie had seen.

"IZA!" And then he was in front of me. His sword raised high and ready to fall down on my head. At that moment, I put almost all of my strength into my legs and jumped back; leaving behind a small crater in the ground which was slashed into two by the famous swordsman.

"Very nimble for your size, truly worth cutting!" Musashi yelled as he once more swung his sword at me but this time I was ready for it. I immediately accessed my inventory and had it teleport Galatine to my hand, which I used to block Musashi's swing.

"Hoo, you're a swordsman as well?! Seems like a quite impressive one as well!" Musashi yelled with a smile as he continued to apply more and more pressure on his sword, likely intending to cut through Galatine in order to get to me.

Naive!

"Rah!" I yelled as I put my strength into my grip and pushed Musashi away, making him widen his eyes as he lost in our little strength competition.

"Quite strength." Musashi muttered but I had no intention of letting of the small advantage that I had just obtained so I rushed at him and swung Galatine towards his head, which was blocked by Musashi's katana. An act that I took as my cue to throw a punch towards the samurai's head and my fist connected with... the short sword Musashi drew from it's scabbard.

"That's weird." Musashi noted as he saw that no blood was coming out of my hand, neither was it being split open. All thanks to my skill, Solar Shell, which created a skin level barrier above me with fire attribute.

"Don't get distracted!" I yelled as I put more strength into my hand that was holding Galatine and sent the samurai flying away.

As Musashi rolled on the ground, I shook my hand that had impacted his sword. It might not have been cut, but the shock of actually punching a sword combined with the fact that it had still hurt made me require a moment to gather my thoughts.

To be perfectly honest, Musashi's battle strength was extraordinary. I had, for a moment, thought that I had this fight in bag when I realized that the man in front of me was Baki's Musashi, a strong warrior for sure but still someone I should be able to defeat with my powers considering the strength, speed and skills I possessed. Instead this man would likely have killed me by now if it hadn't been for Solar Shell.

And now, with the samurai that could have taken my life writhing on the ground, all I wanted was to go and end this battle. Yet I didn't, for I remember another battle of Musashi where he was attacked by a man who had mastered four thousand years of Chinese martial arts while writhing on the ground, only for Musashi to tie up the attacker within a moment and then gut him like a fish.

Fortunately, even without magic, there were ways to attack without getting close. So I stabbed Galatine to the ground and then swung the broadsword, making the earth flew out of the ground like bullets. Their target, the peerless swordsman under the heavens!

"Woah!" Who jumped above the incoming barrage of earth in order to avoid the attack, showing that he was feigning weakness in order to lure me into a trap.

"Trying to punch me right after a slash, using the dirt itself as a weapon in order to end a battle without putting yourself at risk and such eyes." Musashi chuckled as he got up.

"It's just as I thought, you are not a fighter. You are a warrior." The swordsman said as he looked at me.

"Tell me, new warrior, what is your name?" He asked as he gripped his swords.

"Cyrus. Cyrus Samson." I said as I got into position to defend myself with Galatine positioned in front of me.

"Cyrus Samson." Musashi repeated as his arms rose high with his swords pointing towards the sky.

"I shall give you a beautiful end!" The peerless swordsman yelled as he rushed towards me, his arms vanishing due to the speed he was swinging his swords; it was almost like there was a tornado of death around the samurai as he approached me.

Seeing no other choice, I too rushed towards him with a rather ridiculous plan forming inside my head. So ridiculous that it just might work.

As we finally reached each other, I threw my empty hand towards Musashi's arm and managed to catch the short sword in his hand in my palm, the Solar Shell skill working to its limits in order to protect me. That was also the moment, I felt Musashi's other sword cleave it's way into my shoulder; making me scream out in pain.

"So this is it." Musashi said and for some reason, I felt like the great swordsman was... sad.

"Huh?" Which was replaced with confusion as he failed to draw his sword back from my shoulder and his eyes widened as he saw my smirk and the Galatine in my hand glowing.

"Gotcha!" I yelled with triumph as Galatine was swung upwards, leaving a huge gash on Musashi chest and the man ended up losing his grip on the sword and fell back with wide eyes.

{Side-Quest: Unparalleled Under the Heavens!

The greatest sword master of all time, Miyamoto Musashi himself stands before you. Defeat him

without using any magic.[Complete]}

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{Side Quest: Unparalleled Under the Heavens![Complete]}

The sight of that notification just filled me with relief as I fell down on my ass, tired from the first battle of my life where defeat actually had been a very real possibility. A fact that a sudden pain in my shoulder reminded me as I pulled Musashi's katana out of my shoulder and immediately drank a healing potion in order to not die from blood loss.

Honestly, if Musashi actually had physical abilities comparable to me... he likely would have been able to go through the Solar Shell and cut me in half like he intended. It was a mere moment of luck combined with his durability not being high enough that allowed me to defeat him. If I had made even one mistake, I would have ended up in a way similar to Hanayama Kaoru or Retsu Kaioh. Thank heavens I didn't get a meme ending.

Speaking of endings, for some reason I wasn't getting my rewards. I did defeat Musashi so why…

In the end all I could figure was that there was some sort of hidden clause for this quest, something that I still needed to do. And for that I needed Musashi alive, so I walked towards his downed form and splashed a healing potion on the unconscious man.

"Hmm." Which had the effect of healing his wounds and waking him up. "I'm surprised that you didn't cut off my head while you still had the chance." The samurai admitted as he took a seiza posture, his hands on his thighs but yet also close to the shorts word by his side.

As I took a look at the man I reaffirmed my opinion about him, he looked inhuman.

The shape of his eyes reminded me more of a beast of prey rather than that of a human and the cold look in his glasslike eyes did not seem to actually see me but instead saw through me in order to look at something else.

"Please tell me, Musashi-san." I looked at him in the eye and asked. "What exactly do you see when you look at me?"

"...a sun." The great samurai said after a moment of thought and a smile blossomed on his face, it wasn't a pretty sight. "Bright and huge, standing at the very top. The heaven itself that my sword has been trying to cut down for years." With each word, his smile became even more bloodthirsty and I could see his hands twitching. Even after I had stopped his sword with my flesh and slashed his chest with a single heavy swing, he still wanted to take a chance to try to cut me down. Yet I couldn't bring myself to be mad about it.

No, instead I felt my respect for the man grow. Seeing the swordsman's devotion towards strength that cared little for his own life made me realize the course of action I wanted to take, uncaring about what the system was going to offer me.

"Musashi." I began as a smile appeared on my face. "Do you like cutting?"

"…is it weird, to like cutting?" The samurai answered my question with one of his own as he tilted his head to the side. "I know that the world has changed in my absence, that they no longer climb by cutting, yet I care not. I intend to cut my way to the very top of the heavens and once more become the brightest star this world has ever seen." Samurai declared and I could see the air around him waver like a mirage and a red light glinting in his eyes.

He was… perfect.

"And what if I were to tell you that I could give you that chance?" I asked with a smile and the murderous aura around Musashi was replaced by a curious one.

"You see, Miyamoto Musashi-san, where I come from; the gods truly do exist. They hide themselves from the common populace but from the lowliest of Yokai to Amaterasu herself, they all do exist." I declared with a smile. "Compared to some of them, I am not even strong enough to be worthy of note." That last part took a bit more force to admit.

"Musashi-san, I can give you the chance to climb higher than even you have ever imagined by cutting. The chance to cut down Yokai, men of power beyond imagination, dragons and even gods."

"...those are quite the claims, far better than the promises Hosokawa used to give me everyday in a vain effort to get me to become his vassal." Musashi chuckled, a nostalgic look was on his face as he looked up at me. "Is that what you want, me as your subordinate? The privilege of having the Miyamoto Musashi as your personal samurai?"

"More or less." I admitted. "Make no mistake, I can leave this space whenever I want; but you can't. I can literally leave you to your death here, but the sheer waste in that decision would make me feel less for it." I said and took a deep breath as I looked up.

"But even more than that, I would feel ashamed of depriving the world of what you might bring. The level of swordsmanship you reached in a world such as yours, where the limit of power is far lower than mine, is nothing less than a divine art." For what else can one call a swordsmanship that didn't need a blade to cut people. "Yet that makes me want to see what exactly you could accomplish in a world where you can be challenged, in a world where you can be stronger. I want to see the limits of the Miyamoto Musashi, because I have the means to take him there." And then I offered my hand to him. "So, what will it be?"

For a moment, the great samurai looked like he was contemplating between taking my hand or slicing it off before he smiled. "What the hell." And accepted my hand.

{Hidden Quest: Gain Musashi's Loyalty[Complete], Side Quest: Unparalleled Under the Heavens![Fully Complete]

Rewards: +100 Obedience with Miyamoto Musashi[100/100], +50 Reputation with Miyamoto Musashi[50/100], Onimaru Kunitsuna, 10 Gacha Tokens}

{50 Reputation Reward of Miyamoto Musashi: [Bonds of Swords]. Increased Reputation, Affection and Reputation gain with sword users.}