Since my story did have a mildly success among my peers, I decided to turn this little story one more chapter. Others might come along the way, but just small short stories from the little brain farts I eventually have in my dxd fanaticism. I hope this chaoter is as well-received as the last. Now, up to the chapter.
DISCLAIMER: DXD belongs to Ichiei Ishibumi and its respective magazines.
CHAPTER 2: A lingering question
It was a normal day in the Hyoudou residence.
Issei walks to Xenovia who's nonchalantly sitting on the couch.
He sits next to her.
Then, there is a pause.
Suddenly, without even turning to her, he asks:
"Hey, Xenovia, remember when we fought and killed all of that bastard Diodora's peerage? Did you ever wonder if any of those girls could be just like Asia?"
Silence again.
"I think of that sometimes." He concludes gloomily.
He stands up and walks away from a dumbfounded Xenovia.
She didn't eat dinner that night.
THE END