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Today, I had my first date with a girl.
We're walking through a park. So romantic!
|• This is it—my first step to becoming the Harem King! •|
Yuuma-chan suddenly stopped and turned to me with a shy look.
"Issei-kun, can I ask you something?"
I nodded, confused by her sudden change in tone.
Then she smiled… but it wasn't sweet. There was something off about it. Something sinister.
"Would you die for me?"
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Ugh, this part always makes me cringe a bit.
Poor Issei. The guy just wanted a shot at his teenage romance—and now he's getting impaled by a freakin' spear.
Now that I think about it… why don't I feel any pain?
We just got stabbed by that light-spear thing, right? But only Issei's body is on the ground, writhing in agony.
[Yuuma... Why?]
That... was Issei's voice? Weird.
I haven't been able to hear his thoughts until now. Does this mean something's changed?
I'm curious now. I was supposed to have "come back to life" or something—but I still can't control this body.
[Blood... Crimson...]
Dude, really? Still monologuing while bleeding out? I get it. You're dying. Chill.
[It's just like her hair... Rias Gremory…]
Great. Here comes the Crimson Menstruation herself.
|• Damn it, I wish I could just control this damn body already •|
A tingling sensation ran through me… followed by a sharp pain in my abdomen.
What the hell!?
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—HOLY SHIT!
I woke up gasping, my entire body covered in sweat.
I instinctively touched my abdomen—no hole.
|• I can move this body... Why? •|
I got out of bed and stared into the mirror, my thoughts racing.
Soon I'll meet Asia. I have to save her if I don't want to screw the canon.
Although...
|• Why the hell should I stick to some boring story? •|
I'll still save Asia—duh. Without her Sacred Gear, Rias' peerage would be screwed.
Thanks to my meta-knowledge, I might even awaken the Boosted Gear faster than Issei did.
Problem is… I don't feel anything strange inside me anymore.
Before, I could clearly sense a presence in my left arm.
Now? Nothing. And that's concerning.
From what I've gathered, Issei and I are separate entities.
So maybe… I can't even use the Boosted Gear.
—DAMN IT!
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I left the classroom, ignoring Issei's friends completely.
No time to waste—I need answers.
Could Rias help me with that? Probably. But right now, it's too dangerous to approach her when I'm not supposed to know anything about the supernatural.
I want to take action now, but I need to wait until she comes to me first.
I don't like it, but that's the safest move.
|• Please tell me I'm wrong... •|
I sat down under a tree and stared at the sky, lost in thought.
I could feel someone watching me. Koneko, maybe?
Doesn't matter.
Right now, she's not a threat. She's actually an ally in the grand scheme of things.
Ugh. Soon Donasheek's gonna stab me with another light spear...
Well, whatever. They're gonna come save me anyway.
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"Look man, I told you—I'm not buying your shady drugs. So quit it with the weird code-talk and buzz off."
I said that to the guy in the trench coat standing in front of me.
He smiled, and then... spread his black wings.
"Lost little puppy, don't play dumb with me~"
Gross. I never want to hear a guy speak in that tone ever again.
"Tch. What do you think this is, a bad anime? Don't talk to me like some busty Onee-san, you weirdo."
I raised an eyebrow and stared at him with disgust.
Obviously, it's that bastard Donasheek.
"Oh~ Am I bothering you?"
"Yes."
I'm putting on a brave face, but I'm scared shitless.
This guy could fold me like a pretzel right now—and here I am, still mouthing off.
"Hmm~ I'd love to keep playing, but I'm on a tight schedule."
He formed another light spear. My expression went from annoyed to deadly serious.
"Seriously? I thought we were having a nice little chat."
Obviously, he's going to throw that in a straight line. I'll just sidestep it—
WHOOSH!
"Already going full murder-mode? At least let me take off my jacket first."
I said that with fake confidence after dodging the spear by a hair's breadth.
I tossed my bag into a nearby bush and walked toward the fallen angel.
|• THAT THING ALMOST HIT ME •|
I swallowed hard.
I was used to fights in my past life—but never against fallen angels with holy spears!
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"Slippery little rat..."
Donasheek wiped blood from his mouth as he formed another light spear.
"C'mon old man, just admit your aim sucks~"
I replied, barely able to stay on my feet.
We've been fighting for a few minutes now.
I've managed to land two hits so far.
This damn Kuoh uniform makes it hard to move freely. If my wings hadn't randomly decided to pop out, I'd already be a smear on the pavement.
If Rias is watching and not helping, I swear I'll punch her in the tit.
"What the hell are you?"
He asked, confused.
"Don't recognize a demon when you see one? Lame."
"A demon? You?"
He scoffed. "Can't even dodge properly."
"I just started today, cut me some slack!"
He hurled another spear. I ducked and rolled away.
Then I planted my feet, spread my wings, and flew straight at him.
"You're gonna eat this, you feathered freak!"
No punches this time—just a full-body tackle.
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I don't think I can keep this up much longer...
My wings ache, and I'm bleeding from multiple slashes.
"Isn't it about time someone came to help me? Or am I supposed to lose this fight no matter what? What a crappy tutorial."
I muttered while limping toward him.
"What the hell are you talking about? This is real life, kid!"
Light surged into his hands again.
This'll hurt...
"C'mon, it's a classic! Every protagonist awakens his powers after a near-death battle, right before being saved by his future mentor!"
I faked a geeky laugh, trying to pass off my weird behavior as otaku delusion so nobody suspects I know too much.
BAM!
His fist slammed into my chest. I answered with an elbow to his face.
Something cracked. No idea if it was his bones or mine.
It all hurts too much to tell.
"YOU DAMN DEMO—"
He swung a right hook at me. I ducked and elbowed him again.
"Hey bird-brain~ I was a karate champ in grade school."
I followed with a kick to his gut.
He grabbed my leg—injecting light directly into it.
Suddenly, all my strength vanished.
"Ha... Looks like your body can't take much more holy damage, little demon."
"What're you talk—ARGHH!"
He stabbed a light spear through my thigh, grinning smugly.
"You're tough, I'll give you that. But you never had a chance against my great po—"
CRASH!
A white-haired girl's knee slammed into his ribs, sending him flying across the street.
A magic circle formed under my feet. Rias stepped out, flanked by a black-haired girl with a sadistic smile.
"HA! I KNEW IT!"
I'm in agony, but I've got to act like an excited otaku who just awakened powers or they'll get suspicious.
Now that I get a good look… damn, Issei was right. Rias really does have artillery-grade tits.
[How does her back not hurt?]
Beats me, bro.
|• Wait... What? •|
The girls noticed my shifting expressions, each reacting in their own way.
|• Strange... •|
Koneko frowned slightly in disapproval.
|• He looks hurt… but not enough •|
Akeno blushed a little as she looked over my wounds.
|• He held his own against a fallen angel... I chose well •|
Rias watched me with a confident smile, clearly thinking my addition might be enough to stop her engagement.
Anyway, I passed out from the pain and blood loss.
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