The next day at Kuoh Academy.
Sitting on a large sofa, watching people walking by the window, a boy and a girl sighed with some disappointment, both seemed slightly upset, their eyes a bit dull, and they hugged each other lightly as if consoling one another.
"Itachi, I... don't think I can defeat Riser Phenex, I'll become his wife..." Rias murmured, she was the girl sitting on the sofa, and Itachi was seated to her right on the same couch, they embraced as friends while watching people walking on the street.
"Rias, let me ask you, Is it possible to say that asking for Serafall's hand in marriage was a joke?" Itachi asked. Rias looked at him for a moment before shaking her head.
"Are you joking? The entire Underworld knows the news about a new demon clan being founded, the Uchiha clan, and that the leader of this family will marry the Demon Lady Serafall..." Rias said. She raised her hand to gently pat Itachi's head before sighing.
The ninja thought for a moment, the idea of escaping his engagement with Serafall crossed his mind, he looked at Rias, and she returned the gaze.
They looked at each other. It wasn't psychic or mental, but they both understood the intentions in each other's eyes. Rias smiled and shook her head, "Do you want to become a fugitive of the Underworld? Impossible, no matter how powerful you are, my older brother can defeat you, Itachi..." Rias said seriously.
After talking for a while longer, Itachi decided to leave the Occult Club, he was here only to learn more about the demons, so he used the basics from the book "How to Win Friends and Influence People" that he had read at five years old to gain Rias's trust.
After talking for an hour with Rias, she began to open her heart and trust Itachi, then both watched the street for hours while the girl shared secrets and trivialities of the Underworld, helping him get a better idea of what the Underworld is like.
Itachi looked at the cloudy sky with some raindrops falling and quickly entered the academy, then walked down the hallway.
After a moment, his eyes caught something peculiar: Issei Hyoudou, his good friend, was in his classroom. To his right was a smiling Akira Kiryuu who seemed to be talking nonstop, meanwhile, Issei looked... somehow, Sad? Anxious?
Itachi narrowed his eyes, watching Issei for a moment, Issei quickly noticed his gaze, the poor boy immediately cheered up and greeted with a raised hand, "Itachi!!"
Kiryuu looked at him with narrowed eyes, Itachi noticed hostility in her gaze, something that really surprised him, "Why?" he wondered mentally. this girl, Kiryuu, had always looked at him with an almost fanatical and predatory expression.
A strange feeling passed through Itachi's body, but he still approached the pair, occasionally watching Kiryuu's hostile eyes.
"Hi, Issei, Akira..." Itachi said, Issei smiled, patted his chest, gave a half-smile, and then stood up, "Bro, it's good to see you, I missed you, Why don't you visit me as much as before?" Issei said, quite animated, he hugged Itachi strongly as he stood.
However, Akira simply nodded her head, watching this scene with narrowed eyes, clenched fists, and a disposition Itachi had seen before.
"Bro, I..." Issei hesitated, stepped away from Itachi, and sat down again, he sighed with some tiredness before looking into Itachi's eyes, "I've been thinking, about.. About your words," he said, patting the table a couple of times before smiling.
"The skin of an ugly woman is the same as the skin of a beautiful woman, the bones of an ugly girl are the same as the bones of a pretty girl... And a girl, no matter how pretty she is, still has all kinds of microorganisms and microbes living on her skin, so, Why?" Issei narrowed his eyes and looked at Itachi, he seemed to have reached a kind of life philosophy.
"Why is it so impossible to stop idealizing?" Issei asked, lightly raising his hand to touch his hair, observing Kiryuu to his right, the girl smiled tenderly, a complete contrast to her previous self that Itachi had seen.
"Everything is here, bro," Itachi said, touching Issei's forehead with a finger, he smiled and opened his mouth again, "I once read a book about neuroplasticity, maybe you'd be interested, It's called 'The Brain That Changes Itself', Why don't you try reading it?" He withdrew his hand, looked at Issei, and smiled with some pride.
Itachi think he understood the reason behind Issei's abrupt change, he seemed to no longer look at girls like a maniac, but rather just a little bored.
The ninja said a few more words before leaving.
Issei stayed there, watching Itachi's back, he narrowed his eyes, and then Akira spoke again.
"What's so special about that Itachi guy?" she asked, letting out a slight grumble after her words and patting her legs with apparent cheer.
"My love, hehe, about yesterday... um, let's do it again, Okay?" Akira approached his shoulder, rested her head on it, and began stroking his leg.
Issei smiled, let out a soft sigh, and replied, "Yes, my love."
"They say a barking dog doesn't bite, Issei," Ddraig murmured inside his mind, Issei ignored him and simply closed his eyes, his mind began to faintly recall the previous night.
He had been in his room; his parents had traveled, Kiryuu, with a pretty face, was on his bed, both young and energetic, they began to caress each other.
It was something unique for Issei, something he had longed for a long time, just thinking about having sex made him drool. All his fantasies were about that.
However, when the time came, his eyes almost went dull, lifeless, Why?
"What the hell?" Issei wondered at that moment, nothing had gone wrong. Kiryuu was a virgin, she was pretty, attractive, and beautiful. He was ready; his penis was erect and rock-hard, however, when he entered her, he felt nothing.
Absolutely nothing.
It was like putting his penis into warm water with some texture, and that was it, Issei let out a slight cry before getting to work that time.
Time passed.
One minute, five minutes, ten minutes, half an hour, one hour, Kiryuu had had multiple orgasms by then, meanwhile, Issei, after an hour of penetration, reached an orgasm that, to be honest, was worse than the worst masturbation he'd ever had in his life.
Kiryuu fainted from pleasure, Issei Hyoudou, on the other hand, stayed there lying on the bed, being hugged by a lovely girl, he felt empty, the illusion of breasts, eroticism, girls, and everything else in his mind had shattered.
Then he looked at the ceiling, smiled bitterly, tears shining in his eyes, and finally sobbed for a while.
"The bones of a pretty girl are the same as those of an ugly girl, the skin of a pretty girl is the same as that of an ugly girl," Issei thought, recalling Itachi, he moved his hand to hold Kiryuu's hand and remembered.
"..."
"There is no difference; it's not different, the sensation, the touch, everything is the same," Issei murmured, clenching his teeth and squeezing Kiryuu's hand a little tighter, "Holding Kiryuu's hand feels the same as holding the President's hand, but even so, Why do I feel more excited holding the President's hand?" he thought.
But, the next day, he made up an excuse to hold Rias Gremory's hand and recalled, sighing with disappointment, "Holding the President's hand now doesn't generate any emotion; it's the same as holding Kiryuu's hand," Issei came to that conclusion that morning and finally returned to his classroom to talk with Kiryuu.
"That's what happens, Issei. Now you understand a bit, but you're still missing something, Would you like to know why Itachi and the already dead Kiba never seemed excited by girls?" Ddraig asked inside Issei's mind, but the boy didn't respond.
Ddraig smiled. "Give a poor man a hundred dollars, and he'll cry with excitement... Give a millionaire a hundred dollars, and he'll despise it, Issei, the principle is simple: someone who has eaten is not hungry; someone who hasn't eaten is very hungry," Ddraig paused, waiting for the poor boy to understand.
"You idealized—and still idealize—girls because you haven't had enough experience with them, once you have many girls who will do anything for you like Itachi, you're like that millionaire who despises a hundred dollars, Do you understand?" Ddraig continued.
"Now that you've had your first sexual experience and broken the illusion, it's not so amazing, it doesn't feel as good as you imagined, so, Why keep this pervert act? Go train! Do something for yourself, you trash!" Ddraig stomped and yelled inside Issei's mind.