During my first years here, there was a lot inner debate as to what I should do with Issei. It's sort of ironic that he's sitting there with a pervy but warm smile, without at all knowing that I was considering getting him killed.
But later during my first year, I became good friends with him and his family. Issei's like the 12-year-old that never grew out of porn. It's creepy, but wholesome in a way that always breaks the tension I feel while surviving in this world.
"I've seen and touched bigger." I could say I fucked bigger too, but he's already having some sort of freakout.
Fuckers even jerking me by the collar with a jealous look on his face. "How! How are you doing this!? You fucker, stop holding out!"
Don't be jealous of me Issei, this ability is more trouble than it's worth.
"Oh, before I forget." Issei let go of my collar and dug into his school bag before pulling out a small plastic bag.
Is that? No, issei you didn't…
"I heard you were having trouble with some mosquitoes at night, it was my moms idea to give you our old net, but I couldn't leave you like that." Issei explained passing me a bag filled with some mosquito nets, bug spray and repellent.
"The repellant is supposed to be really good.y dad was talking about it last summer." Issei said, sheepishly rubbing the back of his head.
"Issei, I could kiss you." But that would be gay, and you'll probably cum in your pants because of my touch.
Issei receded back. "Please don't." He then smiled. "Gotta save it for my harem."
This idiot just brought me a week's relief from the mosquitoes and bugs attracted by my aura. I can't believe I was almost about to kill him when we first met. Finally, sweet relief.
A buzz on my phone broke the mood, it was from the app. A new order.
"Sorry Issei, I've got to close up shop." I said. Issei quickly finished his coffee and grabbed his back.
"It's alright." Issei said. "It's getting late anyway and I have to meet up with Matsuda at Motoyama's place."
I raised my eyebrows. "Do you know how sus it looks having three high schoolers watching porn in the dark?" I should've used pathetic, but I don't want to tempt him in taking away the mosquito net.
He gave me a little look before leaving. The sun was barely out as he was making his way back. It should be fine, he hasn't bragged about getting a girlfriend yet so he won't be attacked.
When he went far enough away, I locked down the store, turned off the lights then went upstairs to my living room.
As I sat on the couch I browsed through my phone to take a look at the order this time.
Name - blackRay49
Job - Once-Off
Location - Kuoh, Japan
Time - 9:30 AM
Amount - 67,000 Yen
Note - It's in the Chapel at the top of the hill.
Holy hell, this one is nearly double the last order. And it's one of the first times someone has made use of the note function.
If read it, the doubled amount makes sense. This client wants to fuck during Church. Sunday service must be hitting different these days.
Whatever, it's not like I'm Christian. A job is a job. And besides, it's good. A little dicey since Akeno is going to be coming over tomorrow, but it's just outside opening time for Marakyuu.
If I really push it, I can make it back before she even gets here.
I guess it's a great thing that I don't have any orders today. I'll definitely need the rest for all the shit I'm going to pull tomorrow.
Hopefully nothing too crazy happens while I'm asleep. Gonna make some good use out of this mosquito net.
~• Issei •~
The night started out relatively calm. Walking home a few blocks away, just finishing his hangout at Motoyama's place.
Kusora had been right when he said that it looked a bit weird, and part of him couldn't help but notice the oddities shown in tonight's session.
Session? They had this more than once? He's probably right, this was more than a little weird.
Maybe if he had toned it down some he could actually find a girlfriend. Not that it mattered now.
Not that anything mattered with a gaping hole in his chest.
The man in the trenchcoat loomed over him as blood soaked into the asphalt pavement. He gave a little sneer as he wiped off the blood stains on his yellow light spear, and took off in a cluster of black feathers.
He shouted his name earlier, Donut-something. Issei didn't remember. His thoughts were rapidly fading as he bled out in the street.
Why did he have to be killed by a dude? It would've been better if it were a hot chick? At least that would've made sense, he didn't exactly leave any of them with the best impression.
His eyes grew heavy as he struggled to keep conscious. His last thoughts before blacking out were of how silent her steps were. And how the hell did the white haired shortstack manage to lift him?
Bit of a build up to the first arc. Canon has begun, and Kusora doesn't even know.
On a side note, what do you think Grayfia could want with Akeno?
Guess we'll just have to see.
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