Author's Notes: Sorry guys, I took me almost a month to upload this chapter. I got my hands full on several college tests that managed to get me on a chain lock and juggling three fanfics simultaneously (I love some challenges BTW). Anyways, this is chapter 25. This one got some developments. Hope you guys like it.

========== Chapter 25: Devil In Front of God ==========

Lunch break… this is the only time that Keima treats as the best time he has in school. No disturbances, no interruptions and, more importantly, an hour to play games. The sky is also peaceful with not much cloud blocking the sun's rays of light from up in the sky. It's a sunny day all in all and it simply motivated Keima to play as much as he wants.

Currently, Keima is alone in the rooftop and is sitting comfortably as he play his games. For a few moments, Keima paused and thought something.

"Hmm… I've already sent in the feedback to that strange requester last night. I wonder if he'll be giving that bonus or whatever it is", Keima thought, "Oh well, that doesn't matter anyways. The real has nothing to do with me."

As Keima is in his thoughts, the bell rang indicating the start of the next class.

"Damn, I need to get back now", Keima said as he got up and went towards the classroom.

Inside his classroom, things still appeared as usual. The usual boring lessons, pissed-off teachers, mob characters, and all. Keima sighed. Things just repeat themselves over and over again with no variation at all. It's like watching the same recording of a video tape in an endless cycle.

As the teacher continued to blabber about the lecture at hand, Keima gazed at the horizon from the windows of his classroom facing the outside scenery.

Meanwhile, at Atlis' Headquarters…

Tatsuya is inside his room as per the usual business days. Due to the effects of the Fallen God website, they managed to sell a lot of games alongside other companies. However, some of the other companies are saying that the Fallen God website is one of Atlis' gimmicks to get ahead of the other companies. Though that all fell short of lies as they are also benefitting from the website as their games are also sold as well through that site. Heck, their own games are occasionally being featured there as well.

Tatsuya will not say that this is a bad progress at all. However, the only thing that is the headache is more paperwork due to the increased boost in sales. This paperwork includes distributing games to other locales and places which was the result of the website. Heck, his company started to get a request of distributor approval from a distributor company overseas thanks to this.

Lots of papers are lying on his table as his mind wander around. To think that a 16-year old kid is just what it takes to boost his company and pique his interest is unexpected. Well, fate seems to love playing a game that aims to mess up everyone huh?

Either way, the papers on his table are too many that they already covered the entire desk. Not an inch of his table is free of paper except for the space where his desktop computer is sitting on. He can't even land his cup of coffee on the table as it may cause the papers to get wet. This is the first time in his life that he got too preoccupied by his work.

As Tatsuya is struggling with the papers, a pop-up alert rang causing him to look at his desktop only to see a notification of a new message displayed on the computer's screen. Without a moment of thought, Tatsuya immediately clicked the icon box prompting a new window to appear on screen. To his delight, the message in question came from the "Fallen God" himself. He immediately selected it to view its content. The message contained a Word document attachment and a simple note. It read:

"Girls are flawed. However, men, as a whole, always want them. This is for the money you sent me in advance and it's up to you if you want to send that reward of yours. I do not work for money and I simply did this to help you.

Fallen God"

After reading the message, Tatsuya let out a visible smile on his face.

"Well, it looks like he really did", Tatsuya said, "I guess I should really honor my part of the deal then."

With just a word, Tatsuya pulled out a piece of paper out of his drawers in his desk and wrote in it. After that, he made a stare on it before saying anything.

"With this, kid's gonna get a boost in his talents", Tatsuya said.

Back at Keima…

Classes just ended at the end of the day as Keima began to pack up his things. As he is preparing to leave, his PFP began to ring which indicates that a new message has been received. Thinking about the requester, Keima immediately pulled out his PFP and looked at the message. Just as he expected, the message is from the requester. The message read:

"Thanks for the help pal. Now that I thought about it, these methods really work. Man, why the hell I didn't thought of this. Am I an idiot or what? Oh, anyways, since you completed my request, I decided to give you the reward. Trust me, you're gonna find it useful. It's on your back account. Have fun using it. Until then, Fallen God.

Ciao

Your requester"

Keima frowned at the message. It's in his back account? So the requester really sent in cash as a reward. Keima sighed. It was not the money that motivated him at all but, rather, the challenge of the request. Still, at least he knew that the guy is an Italian or so he thought. On the other hand, he felt worried as somebody knows him considering that the requester knew his account. Coming up with a decision, he decided to go to the Narusawa city and access his bank account from there. He wanted to know how much did the requester loaded there.

Keima then went out of the classroom and made his way for the stairs. As he walked down the stairs, he saw Mikuru, Haruna, and Keira at the end of the corridor. Even from afar, he can at least make out some of their chatter.

"So… why are we here?", Keira said or at least that is what Keima heard.

"To make a simple run down of our activities", Mikuru said.

"Uhm… we haven't found anyone to tail around so what activities are you talking about sempai?", Haruna asked, "And why is Iyase-san san not here?"

"Iyase-san is currently on some of her club activities and as for the activities those are-", Mikuru said but she was unable to finish it as something flashed on her mind. She then noticed Keima who is about to go down on the next set of stairs.

For Mikuru, she felt herself somehow heat up inside her. It also caused her to stop dead in her voice.

"Sempai, what's wrong?", Haruna asked.

"I-Its nothing", Mikuru said, "Let's just go somewhere."

"Yes, finally!", Keira said cheerfully, "Now we can enjoy the end of the day. It's a bit sad that Iyase-san won't be coming along with us."

The three girls then began to walk. However, Haruna swiveled her head on the direction of where Keima descended for a brief time before Keira called her.

"Haruna-san!", Keira called out.

"I'm coming", Haruna replied.

Back at Keima, he managed to get down from ground floor after a few minutes later. Compared from the previous days, a large number of students are still present in the area. Regardless, they are not a concern for Keima. He then walked his way past the walls of students and he ended up right at the main gate of the school. He then left and made a walk for the nearest train station that will take him to Narusawa city.

As Keima is walking the street, a young girl his age is watching him. After Keima managed to reach the next street, the girl walked away without a word.

After half an hour of walking, Keima reached the train station. He immediately bought a ticket and boarded the train that came. He reached Narusawa city in ten minutes. Contrary to the last time he went here, the area is full of people though it's quite obvious due to the fact that this is a weekday.

Ignoring the crowd of people everywhere, Keima made his way out of the train station. Like the inside of the train station, the area outside is also crowded with people and the area is buzzing with activity. Narusawa is a city so this is to be expected. After making a brief pause for a few minutes, Keima walked down the street and reached a mall not far from the train station. He gazed at mall. Honestly, this is the same mall that he went to when he followed Mikuru during the conquest as per the client's request. It didn't take a moment before Keima brushed it off his mind. Mikuru has nothing to do with him now. After that, Keima went inside the mall and climbed up on the nearest escalator. He managed to get on the second floor in just a few moments and he climbed up another escalator as the ATM machines are located on the third floor.

When he got on the third floor, he made a quick walk for one of the ATMs there and inserted his ATM card in order to access his account. After typing up his password, Keima immediately checked the balance of his bank account. The next thing that happened is his face looked like he just saw a murder scene from a scary movie. To say that he was surprised is an understatement. Right now, Keima is looking at his bank account having approximately one and a half million US dollars loaded into it. Jesus Christ, who can pull this off?

Just as Keima regained his composure, he remembered about the client.

"Have fun using it"

Those are some of the words that he read on the message and it echoed inside his mind. It seems that whoever this requester is, he is a big person most likely. To be able to give enormous resources like this is out of the blue. True, Keima know that his site is catching attention in some ways but he never anticipated that a likely rich person will also get tangled into this. The two things that Keima can make out of this are that whoever this person is just a desperate guy who wants a girl… and that this guy is probably testing him. However, "playing" with him by "throwing" some requests is also among the possibilities.

Despite thinking all of these, Keima decided to leave after retrieving back his ATM card. Considering the time of the day, it is fruitless to withdraw some money off his bank account as he will not be able to shop properly. Furthermore, his mother will likely be prying him over such a large amount of money suddenly appearing from him. Mari knows that Keima has a bank account though she have no idea how much does it contain. With this money, he can buy the consoles and other gaming stuff that he like. He will just get some of it in a favorable day once everything is in the right condition.

Without a word, Keima left the area and made his way for the train station.

It was dark already and people are starting to flock towards the train station now. Keima got a hard time getting inside the train after buying a ticket due to the large number of people in the train station. Still, he managed to get inside the train. After several more minutes of train trip, Keima reached Maijima city and began his walk towards his home.

His entire trip from Maijima train station to his house lasted for approximately twenty minutes.

"Mom, I'm home", Keima said without any sign of expression in his voice.

Mari greeted him in return to which he immediately went up to his room. His mother just looked at him as he walked up the stairs.

"Keima, you're not eating dinner?", Mari asked.

"Thanks, mom but I don't feel hungry", Keima said as he stepped on the final step of the stairs.

Keima made it up the stairs and went inside his room. As soon as he closed the door, he went towards his bed and called it a day.

The next day…

Keima managed to get in school in time and there's nothing out of the ordinary as always.

However, when he reached his classroom, this is where he noticed that something is different. From a couple of steps away, he can hear several male students of his class talking about something.

"Hey, did you hear?", Kesuke said, "A new transfer student is coming here."

"Yeah, we know that Tomoka", Sena replied, "Though, the interesting part is that she's a foreigner."

"I heard that she's an American", Manaka interjected, "Man, Westerners are better than Japanese in… those… parts."

Suddenly, somebody hit Manaka on his head from behind using a book.

"Oww!", Manaka yelled as he turned around to see who hit him, "What's that for?"

"Stop being a pervert!", Yukari said.

"Hey, calm down Iyase-san", Sena said trying to cool down the situation, "Our buddy here Manaka was just lightening up the mood. Don't hit him."

Yukari glared both at him and Kesuke but it was cut off when the door slid open and a teacher came through it. She and all of the students took their seats as the teacher reached the teacher's desk.

Back at Keima, he also sat on his seat without a noise and popped out his PFP and started playing.

The teacher saw Keima and she got pissed but decided to ignore him.

"Class, before we start our class, we have a transfer student joining our class", the teacher said.

Murmurs among the students began to fill up which the teacher immediately silenced.

"Come in", the teacher said as a girl in Maijima High School female uniform came in.

All of the male students inside the classroom got wide-eyed when they got a clear look at the female transfer student except for Keima who didn't even bothered to look at the transfer student. Just by looking at her appearance clearly states that she's an American: Long blonde hair which is kept in perfect order by a white headband, ocean-blue eyes, excellent body statistics, a height of about 158 cm, and a charming aura around her. She completely stands out from the Japanese female students in Maijima High. Certainly, she got quite an attention.

The transfer student walked up until she is beside the teacher. She then turned and grabbed a chalk lying on the black board to which she started writing up in kanji much to surprise of the entire class save for Keima due to her proficiency in writing the Japanese alphabet despite being American. When the girl finished writing her name on the black board, she turned on the now-amazed class and spoke.

"I am Erica Dowell. I'm pleased to meet you. I hope we get along well", the girl named Erica said.

PS: The next chapter will take a lot of time before it comes up. Anyways, things will get interesting from here on now.