Alex looked at Issei with the same expression one might use for a cockroach found in a five-star meal. "What do you need, trash?"
"What did you do to Malty-chan?!" Issei yelled, his face twisted in a "heroic" rage that looked more like a constipated grimace.
"I told her I'm canceling the marriage," Alex said flatly. "You can take that two-faced trash and be with it. You deserve each other."
Issei's face immediately lit up with a beam of pure, idiotic happiness. He actually looked like he was about to thank Alex.
Alexander's Inner Voice:
[Internal Thought: Oh God, I'm going to vomit. That face... how can a human look that disgusting? It's like a pug mixed with a dumpster. Seeing him happy makes me want to bleach my eyes. I need to find something beautiful to look at before I lose my breakfast.]
The Mental Chorus:
In that moment, Rias, Akeno, Sona, Grayfia, and even Ophis all had the exact same thought: 'We agree, Alexander. We really, really agree.'
"Hey! Don't insult Malty!" Issei marched forward, pulling back a fist to punch Alex.
CRACK.
Before Issei's hand could even get close, Alex's foot connected with his chest. It wasn't a Dragon God kick—that would have turned Issei into red mist—it was just a "cleaning the trash" kick. Issei flew out the classroom door, skipped down the hallway like a stone on water, and hit the far wall with a satisfying thud.
"Trash cleaned," Alex muttered. "Someone take that first-year back to his own building. He's stinking up the place."
The Revelation of the Dragon Monarch
Alex turned back to the window, leaning his head on his hand. The classroom was silent, everyone watching the man who had just casually kicked the "Red Dragon Emperor" host into the next zip code.
Alexander's Inner Voice:
*[Internal Thought: Argh, what a day. Looking through the memories of the 'old' Alex, I thought it was a joke. The idiot actually wanted to marry Malty, take the Gremory name, and abandon the Runcandel name? Just because he was lonely after his parents died? What a fool.
I am Reinhardt Aurelius Runcandel. King of the Avalon Kingdom. Ruler of the Guardians. The Dragon Monarch who waged wars against Outer Gods to protect my lovers. To throw away the Runcandel name for a piece of trash like Malty? It makes me want to burn this whole school down out of pure second-hand embarrassment.]*
The Global Shockwave:
Grayfia: 'King of Avalon... Dragon Monarch...' She gripped her maid uniform. Her Master wasn't just a genius; he was a Sovereign. Ophis & Great Red: Both dragons paused in the Dimensional Gap. 'Dragon Monarch? The title isn't just a name... he IS the crown.' Venelana Bael: She fanned herself so fast she almost created a hurricane. 'A King? My little Alex is a King? Oh, my...'
The "Bucket List" of Desires
Alex's gaze softened as he looked at the girls in the room, his mind drifting to his "plans" for this new world.
Alexander's Inner Voice:
*[Internal Thought: Well, if I'm stuck here, I might as well enjoy the 'benefits' of this world. There are so many things I wanted to do when I saw the 'anime' in my past life...
I want to stare into Grayfia's silver eyes until she blushes. I want to tease and 'bully' Sylpha until she pouts. I want to watch Rias's peaceful sleeping face. I want to hug Akeno and just sleep soundly because she smells so good.
I need to take Sona on that date. I want to walk hand-in-hand with Tsubaki. I want to hug Koneko—she's the cutest creature in this world, period. I want to fluff Yasaka's nine tails... I bet they're so soft.
And finally... I want to dominate Venelana. I want to make that elegant woman sit on my lap and see if she can still act like a refined duchess then. That would be the best thing ever.]*
The Total Meltdown:
Koneko: (In the back of the room) Her cat ears popped out instantly. She buried her face in a bag of snacks, her tail twitching wildly. 'H-Hug me? Cute?' Akeno & Rias: Both were clutching their chests, steam pouring from their ears. Sona & Tsubaki: Sona fainted (again), and Tsubaki had to grab a desk to keep from falling. Venelana: (At home) The Duchess actually dropped her tea cup. It shattered on the floor. Her face was bright red as she touched her lap. "S-Sit on his lap? Oh, you bold, wonderful boy..." Yasaka: (In Kyoto) The Leader of the Yokai covered her face with her fans, her nine tails wagging so hard they created a small breeze. "He wants to fluff my tails? How... scandalous!"
Alex sighed, closing his eyes for a nap, completely unaware that he had just turned every powerful woman in the world into a blushing, fuming mess.