High School DxD: A Gamers Life
Disclaimer: Don't own High School DxD if I did then it would probably be the most graphic Hentai ever.
Mamori's voice actor: Patrick Seitz
Chapter 3: Anything is worth doing as long as girls are watching
"Well shit."
Was the first word that came out of Mamori's mouth after looking down at the two unconscious and practically naked forms of Murayama and Katase. This was honestly something he was not expecting to happen when making his first contract. Now if this were under different circumstances and if these two lovely ladies were passed out because of a completely… different reason, Mamori would consider this the highlight of his life.
But unfortunately that was not the case.
Mamori rubbed the back of his head sheepishly. "Maybe I was bit overboard with the introductions…" He sighed with a shrug. "Oh well, can't dwell on it now, I gotta get you two dressed." And so the gamer walked over to the closet to do exactly that.
Opening the closet to see what he could find, Mamori scanned through the wardrobe to find anything good.
"Ohhhh, now this looks fantastic~." Mamori gushed, checking out a pink short-sleeved t-shirt with white ascents and a pair of white sweat pants. "And it matches her hair too, perfect!" he said, glancing back at Katase. Mamori looked back into the closet and his eyes went wide. "Oh, hello ka~wai~I." He picked out a red tank top and black sweat pants. "Stylish and comfortable! Marvellous!"
With a sparkling smile the tall muscular young man walked back over to the two still unconscious girls. "Now let's get you two decent, so I can fulfill that contract!"
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Murayama groaned softly and opened her eyes; she moved her hand up to her face to rub the sleep out of them.
"Ugh, what happened?" She mumbled groggily. All that she could remember was getting ready to take a shower with…
"Katase?"
"Hm?" The pinkette moaned next to her on the bed, sitting up and rubbing her eyes.
(Play: Deadly Premonition OST – Life Is Beautiful)
Suddenly they heard the door open and both girls turned to see Mamori enter, now without his blazer and dress shirt leaving him only in his t-shirt with three cups of tea on a tray. He smiled at them causing the two to blush. "Oh you're awake and right on time too, I made tea if you want some."
Putting the tray on the desk, Mamori picked up one of the cups and took a sip of the hot beverage.
"So... which one of you is my client?"
Murayama and Katase turned to each other before turning back to Mamori, looking confused.
"What… do you mean?" Katase questioned.
Mamori quirked an eyebrow. "You know my client. For the contract. The flyer you took from the bat crosplayer. Ring any bells?"
Murayama's and Katase's eyes widened in realization.
"S-So… you're a-a… D-Devil?!" They thought it was just occult nonsense or something! It was just supposed to be a joke; they didn't really think it would summon an actual Devil into their room!
It was then both girls remembered their state of undress when he arrived and looked down at themselves.
Only to find out that they were decently clothed. Murayama looked at Mamori, surprised.
"You dressed us?"
Mamori looked at them strangely. "Uh, yeah of course, it be kinda hard to have a conversation with two beautiful looking girls in just their underwear wouldn't it?" By the end of his explanation their faces were like a damn tomato
"J-Just what do you want already?!" They exclaimed.
Mamori took the two remaining cups of tea and offered it to them; both girls glanced at each other before slowly moving to sit on the side of the bed and taking the tea.
"First of all," Mamori began, sitting back in the chair. "It's not about what I want; it's what you want that matters. To put it simply I'm here to carry out any wish you desire… or at least any wish that's within my power to grant… I'm kinda new to this whole contract thing… sorry… heh."
The girls went quiet for a while after that, their eyes cast down in thought. Mamori couldn't blame them; he was stuck in the stopped time when Rias dropped the curtain on him after all.
Murayama and Katase looked back to Mamori and smiled softly.
"That's okay…" The pinkette said quietly. "We really wouldn't know what to wish for anyway."
She took a sip of the tea and her eyes widened. "Wow… this is really good."
Hearing her praise, Murayama took a sip as well and her eyes lit up. "Y-You made this?" she asked in slight awe.
Mamori blushed a little at their words. "Uh, thanks I'm glad you like it… but seriously though the contract doesn't need to be anything big. Just tell me what you need me to do and all do my best." He said wanting to stay on track.
Murayama suddenly went eye wide. "I got it." A grin slowly made its way onto her face. She leaned in to Katase and whispered something into her ear; the pink haired girl's eyebrows suddenly shot up and started to giggle in her hand.
"What're you two whispering about?" Mamori questioned with a frown on his face. Damn girls and their secrets!
"Oh, it's just that…" Murayama spoke mischievously. "We might have an idea..."
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"Well I said I would do my best..." Mamori thought in his head as he crouched down in the greenery surrounding the kendo club dojo. "Now when're you gonna show up?"
Perhaps we should shine some light on the situation. Basically in order to fulfil the contract Mamori has been tasked by Murayama and Katase to be a 'Lookout' (for lack of a better word) to find boys from the school that are doing any... less than decent acts.
Like spying on the girls changing in the locker room for instance.
Mamori questioned why they would want him, a male to do this and they explained that as much as they hate to admit it, those boys run fast when put in a 'life or death' situation. Plus Mamori looked like he could outrun anybody in the school... and in theory he probably could since he... well... looks like the way he does.
And there was also the small, little, detail that unlike most boys in Kuoh Academy, Mamori actually respected women's privacy. Murayama and Katase saw that in him immediately... though he'll by no means figure out how much to his annoyance.
Women... the one thing he will never understand.
Mamori was snapped out of his thoughts when he heard footsteps approaching and laid down on his stomach, hoping he wouldn't be seen. Looking through the shrub, Mamori could see two boys.
"Okay there gonna be coming in to change soon." Whispered the taller one of the duo. A young man with a red beanie and platinum blond hair covering his eyes.
"Fuckin' awesome man, now we just have to wait." His companion replied, giggling lecherously. He was sporting a black scarf that covered his mouth and nose and had unkempt brown hair.
The gamer sighed disappointedly, of all the things these two could be doing, this is how they decided to use their time? Like, really?
"Alright, let's get this over with..."
As Mamori began his approach, the two perverts started to get into a little argument, while crouching down so they were at level with the peephole.
"It was me who said we should do this, so it should be me who gets the first look." Beanie boy argued pointing his thumb at himself.
The scarf dude frowned and got all up in his face. "That's complete bull-shit and you know it! If I didn't bring it up the fact that this is where they practice, we wouldn't even be here right now! I should go first!"
Beanie boy let out a frustrated sigh, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Okay how about this. We scissors, paper, rock for it?"
The scarf dude nodded. "Alright seems fair." He then paused for a moment. "Wait… isn't it rock, paper, scissors?"
"I'm… pretty sure it's not."
"Yes it is."
"No it isn't."
"Look, whatever, will do it your way, let's just do this already!"
"Scissors, paper, rock!" They said and they ending up with…
Both of them choosing scissors.
Beanie boy couldn't help but chuckle. "Wow, what're the chances of that? Okay again."
"Scissors, paper, rock!"
This time both of them chose paper.
The scarf dude clicked his tong, annoyed. "Damn it, again."
"Scissors!"
"Paper!"
Mamori smirked. "Rock." The perverts jolted in shock causing them to fall on their asses seeing the gamer crouched right in front of them.
"Now look," Mamori began, standing back up and crossing his arms, still smirking all the while. "I can appreciate the female form just as much as any other guy… but." His eyes hardened; even though his expression didn't change… he was still smirking.
And for the two perverts who were now neck deep in shit…
It was an absolutely, terrifying, sight.
Before they could even run for it, Mamori grabbed them both by their jackets with one hand each, lifting them off the ground and to his eye level.
"The invasion of a woman's privacy is something I cannot allow!"
Realizing that trying to get out of his locked grip was impossible, beanie boy and the scarf dude started shouting at him.
"Damn you handsome!" The scarf dude shrieked. "Don't stop us! This is our birthright as men!"
The one with the beanie added his two cents as well. "Yeah! Why can't you just mind your own business!? And besides, with that hole in the wall it's like they practically ask us look at their glorious bodies!"
Mamori's smile was pure evil as he took a glance at the peephole. "Hm, you're right. Someone should probably… fix that."
The look on both perverts' faces could only be described as pure horror.
He was having way too much with this wasn't he?
"Y-You wouldn't."
"I would."
"You can't!"
"I can~."
"You can't stop us! Women's bodies are treasures to be shared with those in need! US! We-" Whatever, they were going to say was cut off as Mamori reflexively smashed their heads together. Both instantly received a massive red lump on their foreheads. Said injuries were only exacerbated as he let them fall face first to the ground, two satisfying thumps being his pleasant reward.
"Ahhhh, that was satisfying." Mamori breathed out, dusting his hands of the filth that was idiot perversion. Turning on his heel, he paused as he saw the entirety of the girls' Kendo team standing there, fully dressed and watching him, with weighted shinai in their hands. Seeing that he had just been caught fighting, Mamori decided 'fuck it' and just threw caution to the wind.
"Hey girls."
To his great surprise, all of them blushed simultaneously. Murayama and Katase stepped forward. They got up on their toes while blushing madly, gave him a kiss on both of his cheeks, causing gasps of surprise from the other girls.
"That was so cool Mamori." They said in unison, beaming at him with big sparkly eyes
Now it was his turn to blush. "Hehe thanks, but really I was only doing what anyone else would do." Even though he was doing this to fulfill the contract, it still felt good to show those idiots where to shove it. Plus he got a kiss on each cheek by two beautiful girls, which was always nice.
Another voice rang out, clear and authoritative. "Anyone else would do what exactly?"
Behind the Kendo Team were two girls new to the conversation. Both were wearing Kuoh Academy uniforms, and if the whispers of the team were anything to go by, they clearly were to be respected by other students. Both had black hair and wore glasses, though one had hers cut short while the others was nearly as long as Rias'.
Mamori knew who they were immediately.
Sona Shitori and Tsubaki Shinra; the President and Vice-President of the Student Council.
"Mamori Adachi." Sona spoke. "Would you mind telling me what happened?"
Before any of the Kendo girls spoke up, Mamori interjected. "I found these two outside their changing room. Their behavior was quite subpar so I decided I should give them a proper thrashing for their impudence." The entire time, he was none too gently prodding the two groaning boys with the toe of his sneaker.
Sona sighed through her nose and adjusted her glasses. "Mamori… I'm sure I don't need to remind you how this looks. You should have left this to the Student Council. Regardless of your intent, you've admitted to fighting on campus, therefore there will be consequences."
"I understand and accept the consequences." It was his fault; after all he did start the conflict and was willing to accept the proper punishment for his actions.
Of coarse all the other times he got in trouble was for bullshit reasons but never mind that.
Sona and Tsubaki were genuinely surprised at his willingness to accept the penalty for his actions. Usually when it came to Mamori he would try to make some justification in the hopes that they would let him off the hook, but not this time it would seem.
How peculiar.
"Really? Without complaint or objection? Coming from you that is indeed a rear thing."
Mamori shrugged. "It's only right. I'm the one who initiated the conflict after all. Besides," he grinned. Time to go out with a bang. "…one punishment served is hardly something to fret about when compared to preserving a girl's dignity."
Tsubaki's eyes widened, realizing a bit too late what he was doing, she looked over to Sona to see that the deed had already been done.
Sona's eye twitched.
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Sona sighs frustratingly. "That boy… I thought since now he's your servant he would finally learn some self-control."
Both Sona and Rias were in the Occult Research Clubhouse, playing a game of chess as Akeno set down a tray of tea prior to sitting down next to her best friend to watch. Sona was usually the better player, but it was obvious she was distracted as her erratic moves were all actually to Rias' benefit.
"The way you describe it, it seems that he actually did a public service. Besides, he was just doing his duties as a member of my peerage."
"Yes, again I apologize for that, but what was I supposed to do? Pretend it never happened? My reputation would fall immediately as word got out that I glanced over fighting on school grounds."
"I understand that failure to issue chastisement would undermine your authority. Seeing as the only other choice would end with the same result." Rias took one of Sona's Knights. "Check."
Sona frowned, her source of frustration unclear. "In the end, all I could say was 'Details of your punishment will come later. For now, return to class.' I've made no progress on this account!" Sona moved her remaining Bishop to eliminate the threat, in this case a Rook.
Rias smiled and then moved her Queen four spaces forward. "Checkmate." Sona blinked as she examined the board. After a minute of intense study, she sighed exasperatedly. Akeno smiled and clapped her hands together.
Akeno moved to collect the pieces and board, while Rias sighed. "I know it's frustrating to hear but there's very little I can actually do. I've only just reincarnated him, so while he's agreed to serve, I just don't have the personal loyalty needed to make such a request of him."
"Then make it an order!"
"Sona, you're getting too emotional over this. Until I'm able to secure Mamori's trust, there's nothing I can really do. Remember that I didn't exactly ask for his permission to use my Pieces on him. Kiba was the same way for months until he came around, and this time I'm dealing with a boy who is able to correctly assume what I'm going to say to him." She paused, contemplating on how to deliver the final point.
"In the end though, I can't, but ultimately won't give that order. Not to spite you, but because it wouldn't be fair on him, since all he did was try to complete a contract, even though it could've been handled better. Besides it would be like telling him to stop doing what he thinks is right. I won't ask a member of my household to change their views if they're of honorable and honest nature. I know you agree with his actions too, deep down."
Sona was quiet for some time. Sighing, she removed her glasses and rubbed the bridge of her nose. "Why do you have to be right about this?"
Rias smiled. "I know you well enough that you lose focus when emotional. I'm guilty of it too. I'll talk to Mamori about it, but I can't promise anything."
Sona wiped her glasses with a handkerchief before putting them back on. "I guess I have been a bit childish. However, that doesn't mean I'm rescinding his punishment."
"And what exactly are you having my handsome servant do? Nothing degrading I hope."
"No, nothing like that. Just helping with reorganizing the administrative records. Paperwork, something I don't think he'll be done with anytime soon. I have Tsubaki keeping an eye on him."
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"Yami wo azamuite setsuna wo kawashite~ Yaiba surinuke yatsura no suki wo tsuke~."
Mamori was in the administrative wing organizing records, transcripts, etc. He blazed through the paperwork like it was nothing (he's done this numerous times before), all the while singing his favorite song. His supervisor, Tsubaki was standing beside him with another stack of paper for him to organize. However the young woman was currently staring at Mamori with a dazed look and her face flushed.
Never has she ever heard Mamori sing before, her only assumption as to why he doesn't do it more often is most likely because it would end up with every girl in the Academy(including her) getting week in the knees hearing such melodious tones.
Her arms suddenly felt lighter and quickly realized that Mamori was already working on the next stack. He must have gotten tired of waiting for her and just took the papers.
"Something wrong, Tsu?" Tsubaki looked down to see Mamori looking up at her, slightly concerned.
"N-No I'm fine, just put those files in cabinet when you're done. I'll be right back." As soon as the last syllable was out, Tsubaki quickly walked off to get some more paper work… and so that Mamori would stop looking at her with those piercing crimson orbs.
Shrugging, Mamori picked up his pen and continued his work…
With an all knowing smile on his face.
Mua. Ha. Ha.
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"You know Sona," Rias said, looking at her rival and friend. "I honestly had no idea that you and Mamori have history."
Sona leaned back into the couch and sighed. "Well he didn't really have a great first impression when we first met. It happened last year, back when I was still the Vice-President of the Student Council. I caught him trying to make S'mors in the teachers' lounge, which ended up with him nearly blowing up the entire kitchen."
"Was it really that bad?" Rias asked, more than a little surprised.
"The stove wasn't even turned on."
"How-
"I don't know… I just don't know."
They went silent for quite some time after that.
Sona adjusted her glasses. "Regardless, I sent him to the principal's office and ever since then he's been a thorn in my side. But eventually it got to a point that it was an expected thing to happen every once in a while." What Rias found strange was that Sona didn't sound irritated at all, in fact it sounded like she was remembering something comical.
The redhead was curious, but decided to drop it for now.
Besides, she could always talk to Mamori about his side of their relationship anyway.
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"And done!" Mamori announced, slamming the last cabinet shut.
The sound made Tsubaki jumped in her seat, staring at Mamori with wide eyes. "A-Already?!" There was enough paperwork there to last two hours after school was over!
The gamer looked confused. "Uh, yeah, you and Sona have always told me to finish as quickly as possible. Did I do something wrong…?"
"No! No, no, no." Tsubaki quickly denied, waving her hands franticly. "It's just, well… there's still ten minutes left until the final bell."
Mamori slammed the bottom of his fist down onto his open hand, grinning triumphantly. "Awesome! Beat my record!"
"R-Record?!" She asked, completely bewildered.
Mamori held his chin in thought before realization struck him and he clicked his fingers, pointing at the spectacle beauty. "Ah! That's right you don't know about that, huh? Well I've been keeping track ever since last year and I gotta say, my handwriting has improved a lot since then. You know if I wasn't a Devil, you think I could've made a career writing a novel or something? …Oh yeah I'm a Devil by the way and I know that your one too and that Sona's your master."
It was clear by her shocked expression that, Tsubaki was completely taken aback. "H-How did you know?!"
"Well I saw Sona walking in the direction of the club house, so I just put two and two together." Mamori explained. "Actually truth is I didn't know that you were a Devil. I just assumed, since I've always seen you with her when you're walking around the school. I also just assumed that you were her servant since, ya know you're the Vice-President and all."
Tsubaki couldn't believe what she was hearing right now. The amount of insight this boy had…
It was almost frightening.
Mamori stood up and stretched. "Well if that's everything I'll be on my way, see ya Tsu." With that, he collected his belongings and put his backpack over his shoulder, leaving the other strap hanging because it looked cool… at least to him anyways.
Time to go see what Rias is doing.
When Tsubaki heard the door shut, she slumped over her desk and groaned.
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(Play: Lovely Devil by Occult Kenkyuubu Girls)
At the sound of his ringtone, Mamori wiped out his phone to see who was calling him, he smiled.
It was his mother, Tara Adachi.
He taped the phone and put it to his ear, what he heard on the other end was a bright and cheerful voice.
"Hi sweetheart! How are you doing?"
Mamori's smile widened. "Hey Mom, I'm doing alright. What about you? How's the business trip going?"
He heard a tired sigh. "Don't worry I'll be home soon, just gotta wrap up a few things. If everything goes smoothly I should be back in the next couple of days."
"I hope you're not working all the time. Did you do a little sightseeing? Italy's nothing to miss out on after all."
His mother giggled. "Of course I did! How could I not!? Every time I wake up I see this gorgeous view of the Vatican from my window and the restaurants have such amazing food! Though the, uh, two infants drinking a she-wolfs milk is just a little weird."
Mamori raised an eyebrow. "Really? I thought that story was cool."
A snort was heard. "Of course you would… alright I have to go, something important just came up."
"Alright let me know when you're coming home, love you."
"Bye Mamori, love you too."
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When Mamori entered the ORC club room he was a little surprised to see that no one was present.
"Everyone's probably still in class I guess…" He mused, shrugging his bag off his shoulder and taking a seat on one of the couches.
Since he hated having nothing to do, Mamori reached for his backpack and unzipped it. Searching through its contents, Mamori found what he was looking for.
His laptop.
Opening the case and turning it on, he went on to Steam and started playing Fallout 2.
A few minutes later, Mamori heard the door opening; he turned his head to see Rias enter the room, a thoughtful look coloring her features. She walked over to one of the windows and gazed outside, crossing her arms under her large bust.
Looks like she was too deep in thought that she didn't notice him yet…
Makes you wonder what she's thinking about, huh?
The gamer took a deep breath…
"HI RIAS!"
Startled, Rias did a complete 180 to see Mamori waving nonchalantly at her, a shit eating on his face.
"What up Prez?"
The redhead sighed exasperatingly, rubbing her head. "Mamori… you almost gave me a heart attack!"
He looked at her oddly with a tilt of his head. "What? You? A heart attack? With a body like yours, I highly doubt it."
Rias's face tinted a shade of pink at his unintentional complement. "Does he ever think about what he's saying?" Taking a moment to collect herself, Rias walked over to stand right in front of him.
"I heard about what you did to those boys." A smile grassed her lips. "Nice work."
Mamori shrugged. "Eh, I was just completing the contract… I don't wanna make a big deal out of it."
Rias sat down next to him, crossing one leg over the other.
"You completed your first contract Mamori." Her smile turned devious. "I think congratulations are in order." Deciding that some teasing would be fitting compensation for scaring the daylights out of her, Rias leaned in, pressing her generous assets into his shoulder.
"I wonder..." She murmured seductively, trailing her nails across his cheek. "What would you like as a reward, hm?"
Giving her a deadpan look with one eyebrow slowly lifting, Mamori reached up and honked her nose, breaking the atmosphere easily. "Honk."
Rias drew back in surprise, shaking her head. That... was not how it was supposed to go... at all.
Shaking his head, Mamori looked back to the screen. "Rias, you were not too long ago in by bed, naked, while I bit your nipple and groped your butt. Now, do you wanna watch me kill the President of the United Sates, or not?"
"Wow... he's like a rock..." Rias thought, impressed.
Giving up with a tired sigh, the redhead shuffled over a little to get a better look.
"So, Sona's a devil huh?" Mamori asked out of the blue.
Rias's eyes widened. "How-
"Saw her walking to the club house," He revealed with a shrug. "But just so I know, is everyone in the Student Council a devil? Or is Tsubaki the only other one?"
She shook her head. "No, Sona Shitori, better known as Sitri, is a pureblood Devil like me and also possesses a peerage of her own that is the entirety of the Student Council." Rias explained to the black haired boy.
"Huh... well ain't that something." He mused, glancing up at the ceiling.
The redhead leaned back into the couch. "You know, Sona actually brought up an interesting topic." At his inquisitive look, she elaborated. "You meet Sona last year and it would seem that your relationship didn't start off on the best of terms." The amusement in her voice was not lost on the gamer.
He chuckled despite himself. "Heh... yeah, I'll admit that wasn't my most glamorous moment, I was hungry you see and I thought 'Eh, they won't mind, fuck it' but don't worry, my cooking has improved a lot since then." He looked at Rias, thoughtfully for a moment. "Say, ever had Churros before?"
"No, why?" She asked curiously, tilting her head.
Mamori jabbed a thumb into his chest. "Good, 'cause I'll make the best you'll ever taste." He proclaimed with a grin.
Rias couldn't but giggle at his proclamation. "I'll look forward to it then."
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"Finally that's all of them." Mamori let out a relieved sigh, as he slipped the last flyer into the mailbox. After their Churro talk, Rias had tasked Mamori with the job of giving out flyers to everyone in Kuoh, handing them out to people in the market district, putting them into mailboxes, etc. The last couple of days have been exhausting, but who said the life of a Devil would be easy? Fortunately though this was the last one.
Dumping the empty flyer box into a nearby bin, Mamori plotted a course to the park. It might have been just curiosity, but he felt an urgent need. He had to go back to site of his date's conclusion. To where his life as a human had ended.
And to where his life as a Devil began.
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"Hm," The gamer mumbled to himself as he surveyed the scene. "They clean up pretty well, don't they?"
Mamori was back in the park, examining the area around the fountain. It was really impressive how quickly Devils (or was it the Fallen Angels?) could clean up any evidence. Maybe they have experienced cleaners for this sort of thing, who knows?
...Wait of course they did, what was he thinking? If it had been otherwise, then he would probably be staring at a giant blood stain on the ground to mark his previous demise.
Should he find a bonfire or something?
"Wait..." He looked around as a thought suddenly occurred to him. "Where did I die?" It was a morbid question for sure, but he was curious nonetheless.
For the next few minutes the tall muscular young man wandered around the perimeter of the stone fountain, trying to figure out where he had been killed and muttering to himself out of boredom (shut up, you would do it too!). But eventually though his train of thought came to rest on Raynare. There were so many questions running around in his head...
"For what it's worth, I really did enjoy our little 'get together'. It was everything a girl like me could want," She gave him a genuine smile "I had fun."
Raynare...
Did she really mean what she said, or was it just to give him some form of comfort since he was going to die?
Either way... he had to find her.
Mamori was snapped out of his thoughts when he heard a loud rumbling nearby.
"Oh, I fell down again... muu, I'm such a klutz!" A voice called, causing him to look to his right.
There on the ground by the fountain, clad in a dark teal dress edged in white, was a girl. She had long, blonde, hair that flowed all the way down her back and a white cloth over her head, which trailed down her sides, under it were bright green eyes that flickered all over the place, trying to pick up off the ground all the clothes that spilled out of her suitcase.
Being the good guy that he was, Mamori quickly walked over to help her.
"Here, let me help." Mamori offered; collecting the different articles of clothing, putting them back in her suitcase.
The blonde stood up and smiled, bowing in gratitude. "Thank you very much!" Mamori couldn't help but smile a little at the sight.
"You're welcome," He then looked at her with worry. "Are you alright? That sounded like a bad fall."
The girl blushed at his concern. "Oh, y-yes I'm alright."
"Hm. She's obviously not from around here, yet I can understand her perfectly well. Maybe it's because I'm a Devil now, I can understand different languages?... eh, whatever. "
Mamori took a closer look at the girl and noticed a sliver cross hanging from her neck... why did he have the sudden urge to run away?
Ah. Right. Devil. Man, he was a dumb-ass sometimes...
He felt something nudging him and looked down to see the blonde girl, looking up at him with worry. "Are you alright... um..."
He waved off her concerns. "It's Mamori and I'm fine, just got lost in thought. Who are you if you don't mind me asking?"
"Ah!" She jerked in surprise. "O-Of course, I forgot to introduce myself, I'm sorry! My name is Asia Argento; I-I'm a nun who was... assigned to the church in this neighbourhood. But, um, I'm a little lost..."
Mamori rubbed his chin in thought. "A church huh?..." His eyes suddenly widened, snapping his fingers. "That's right! I remember a church being not too far from here," He told her with a smile. "I can take you there if you want."
The blonde nun beamed at him, her green eyes sparkling. "Really? You can do that? Thank you so much!" Dawwww.
All of a sudden, she turned to the side and clasped her hands, staring dreamily over the trees. "Oh Lord, thank you for helping me in my moment of need! Please bless this young man for his kindness. Amen!"
Mamori bit back a yelp as a throbbing pain suddenly crashed across the side of his skull. His hand automatically jumped to his temple in an attempt to somehow soothe the agony of the prayer, which nonetheless faded away quickly. "HOLY FUCK, what was that!? It felt like someone was jamming a metal bar into my head and then melting it! Okay from now on, avoid getting blessed by the big guy himself whenever possible."
"Mister Mamori are you alright?" Asia broke from her praying to look at him with surprise and some worry.
After taking a breath he smiled reassuringly. "Don't worry about it. Now let's get to that church."
After that they were off.
Along the way, the duo came across a boy with his mother. It looked like he tripped and skinned his knee, so he was wailing more than just a little bit loudly. Mamori couldn't help but wince; back when he was a young boy he used to trip and eat shit all the time... it wasn't great.
Asia quickly zipped over to the boy, Knelt down beside him and placed a green-glowing hand upon his injured knee. "Don't worry." She said with a motherly smile. "A big boy like you shouldn't cry like this."
Mamori was amazed at what he saw; two silver rings with glowing green gems appeared on each of her ring fingers. The wound was closing itself up as the gentle glow radiated off her hands.
"Whoa... is... is that a Sacred Gear?" He wondered.
After less than a minute, she stood up pronounced the boy healed and gently chided him to take care of himself. The boy thanked her with some stars in his eyes and then ran off with his mother, who regarded Asia with more than a little uneasiness.
"What was that just now?" The gamer asked as they resumed their walk. He smirked. "Some sort of 'laying on the hands?'"
The little nun actually giggled at that (what a lovely sound) and said, "No, but a lot of the sisters back home made the same joke. It's a power that I've had ever since I was little."
He nodded in understanding. Yep definitely a Sacred Gear. "A healing power then, huh? Does it have a name?"
She nodded. "Yes. It's called {Twilight Healing}, a gift blessed upon me by God."
"Ow, fuckin' shit!"
In the brief flare of pain, Mamori almost missed the subtle change that came over Asia. Her head tilted forward slightly, her smile became strained, and her eyes seemed to dim. "It's a truly... wonderful gift." She murmured.
"Huh?"
Instantly her cheerful countenance returned. "It's nothing!" She said brightly.
"Bullshit," He thought. But he only shrugged saying "Alright. If you say so."
Awkward silence time... yay...
"Sooooo..." He began. "Your clearly not from Japan, so where ya from."
"Eh?" She asked, clearly startled by the sudden change of topic. "Oh, um, I'm from Italy."
"Really? Wow, whereabouts?"
"Venice."
Mamori smiled. "Are the gondola rides there fun?"
"W-Well, I've only been out on a Gondola once, but it was a lot of fun! I-I never really went far from the church before, so I'd never gotten to see the old buildings in the city." She realized that she was rambling and broke off, a slight flush of pink tinting her fair-skinned face. "When I saw it all, I was glad that... that was born in such a beautiful place." Her last words came out as a whisper, and she tried to hide her blushing face under her habit.
"Awww, so cute," He thought fondly. "That's understandable," He assured her in amusement. "Even if it's the place you come from, or if it's something you've encountered before, it's always nice to see something beautiful."
At that, she turned around and full-on beamed at him. It was so sudden, so radiantly happy that Mamori was caught completely flat-footed.
"That's a very wise thing to say." She told the gamer.
"Uh..." He said with the upmost intelligence. "When I was talking about something beautiful... I really should've seen that coming." Hey, they're here. "Hey we're here." He quickly pointed out, trying hard to get his blush to subside.
Asia noticed the rundown old church they were standing in front of and looked... almost disappointed. "Oh, yes... thank you Mister Mamori. I-I guess I should go inside." She brightened suddenly. "Ah! W-Would you like to come in? I could make you some tea..."
"Go into the one place where I know I'm gonna get shanked? Yeah-no." He gave her a rueful smile. "Sorry, but I've got someplace to be. Maybe some other time, though."
And just like that, the blond girl's expression fell. Great now he felt like an asshole. "O-Oh... um, alright." She tried to smile again, but it was so forlorn that Mamori's heart ripped a little at the sight. "I-I shouldn't keep you, then..."
"Another time." He repeated to her with deceptive lightness, turning to walk away.
A Gamers Life
"Hello? Is there anybody here?" Asia asked carefully. She was walking down the aisle in the church that Mamori had shown her. For the short time that she had known him, Asia could see that he was a kind person, friendly and polite. She wished that he would say with her a little longer so she could learn more about him. Truth be told, the little nun hoped that she would see him again, Mamori was the first person she could actually consider a friend.
"Hello?" Asia repeated again, as she kept walking. She heard a faint faltering behind her and had to force herself to turn around.
Asia was scared.
She didn't really want to see who was behind her. But she forced herself to do it. To turn around.
Her eyes fell on a tall middle-aged-looking man with short black hair and dark blue eyes. He was wearing a pale violet trench coat over a white dress shirt with a matching ascot, black pants, shoes, a black fedora and black gloves.
The man crossed his arms and smiled at the nun. For some reason the smile made Asia fell a little uneasy.
"Ah, so you must be the nun, correct?" At her nod, his smile widened. "Excellent," He took off his hat and did a graceful bow. "My name is Dohnaseek; it's a pleasure to meet you Asia Argento." After Dohnaseek straitened himself and placed his hat back on his head, he walked over to the blond girl.
"Come. I will show you to your room." He said, before picking up Asia's suitcase and leading the way.
"O-Of course! Thank you." Asia replied fast, catching up with Dohnaseek.
The little blond nun was led to a very basic room with a bed a small desk with an old chair in front of it. The room had a window on the front side of the bed and a small and simple wooden wardrobe immediately to the right side of the door.
"Here." Dohnaseek said handing Asia the key. "I apologise if it's a little bland, I can make some accommodations if you'd like?"
"I think it's perfect." Asia replied happily. The evening sun was shining through the window and bathed the small room in a warm deep orange glow.
"I'm glad it's to your liking." Dohnaseek said, smiling down at her. "Now make yourself comfortable, I'll be back soon to check up on you." With that, he left the room, closing the door behind him.
Walking down the hall, Dohnaseek passed by a large wooden double door.
Lessening closely, he could faintly hear pain-filled moans coming from inside.
He just smirked and went on his way.
(Play: Roundabout by Yes)
==To Be Continued==
AN: I just finished eating a sandwich stuffed with bacon, ham and salami. It was fucking delicious.
Anywho, I hoped you enjoyed the chapter! Big thanks to all who review, favourite and follow!
Today we've learned that Mamori has a fashion scene and will honk your nose if you try to seduce him... also Fallout 2 because, well, game's awesome. Highly recommend you check it out if you haven't already.
And yes, there will be Lemons, story wouldn't be rated M otherwise... but not right now though. Gotta give you a reason to keep reading after all. Plus character development, ya know, one of the things that make a story good.
Alright I'm done.
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