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'…AND SO THE WORLD TURNS.'
Waking up to the jarring sensation of someone shaking me up I mused in the back of my head whether or not I should have [Represented] just to make people ignore me.
Alas, the asshole that was shaking me did. Not. Stop. I wondered if I should've Rel'eid them into lost possibilities. Mmmm, tempting.
"Oi… OI!… Wake up, Awan! Sōna-Kaichō is calling you to come to the Student Council Room!" Hearing the annoyance in Genshirō-san's voice brought all thoughts of Rel'eiding him, ground to a halt.
Pulling my head up I looked into his eyes before sighing and dropping my head back onto the table before starting. "Genshirō-san, why do you Council members keep calling me just when I'm about to go to sleep in. My. Break." Having said that I got up and just looked at him in annoyance and just gave him the 'Get Moving' gesture.
Walking out of 3-B I looked around Kuō's halls and saw my… peers. 'Phfee~ Those dumbasses couldn't even tell up from right. Their brains are so rotted I'm surprised they haven't turned into Nir'ilth.' Just hearing them made me want to shudder in revulsion.
"Oh~ Senpai looks so cool!~", 'Oi, Shithead! Keep your thoughts in that sad waste pile you call a brain.'
"Have we found anything about his personal life?!", 'And that's staying that way as long as I say.'
"Do you think Genshirō-senpai and Awan-senpai a-are… you know?", cue sudden nose bleeds.
At that, I decided enough was enough. Taking a breath I opened my mouth and shouted. "OI! I'M CELIBATE, YOU TRUTH-FORSAKEN YAOI ADDICTS!" Looking back at Genshirō-san, I decided. 'Him with a steam engine red face is both adorable and hilarious'. He was quite literally steaming.
Chuckling I offered him a distraction. "Oi. Genshirō-san, why's it that every time I come out of my class; I think that those nut-cases have hormonal imbalances?" Raising an eyebrow to further accentuate my question, I waited for a reply from him.
Saji sighed before speaking. "I have no idea, but I think it has something to do with the fact that the ratio between male and female is skewed so much so that the female population outnumbers the male one, Awan-san."
Humming was all he got in response.
He, after answering turned around and mentally reviewed all the information that was given to him on the Slothful third year.
Mostly that he was an orphan and that his IQ was mostly 185, which now that he thought about it was kinda scary. Especially when one takes into account that his King scored 150 on her IQ. He was also notably lazy; so much so that he came up with lame excuses just to save his ass. Awan-san also had a friendship with Hyōdō Issei that extended from before Kuō Academy.
He was also very superstitious.
Hearing a cough coming from behind him, Saji looked back at Awan-san and saw he was pointing forwards. He looked to where Awan-san was pointing and red started creeping up his neck.
Right in front of them was the Student Council Room.
He could hear Awan-san snickering behind him. Mechanically Saji walked forwards and slid open the door to the Council Room.
Sliding the door shut I followed Genshirō-san inside to where Shitori-san was sitting along with the rest of her Council (Peerage). I looked for a comfortable chair to sit in.
Finding it I pulled it towards me and sat down and swept my gaze across the semi-circle in front of me. Sitting there I noticed that the tension in the Room was slowly going upwards. Looking for any exits, I found none. That… that was mildly frustrating.
'Oh well. I could probably [Represent] something to get out. But that would make The Other Side Of The Coin seen to the Mundane. Hhmmmm… decisions, decisions.'. "... the Student Council." Startled out of my thoughts, I fired a Kakashi on autopilot. "Hmm, did you say something?" Damn wish I had some Icha-Icha just to fuck with 'em.
Looking back at Shitori-san and the assembled Council (Peerage), I started cackling inside my head. Their expressions looked like they all went for a Blue Screen of Death and were trying to restart. Honestly, I wondered if I should've given them a reprieve or if I should've continued the mindfuckery.
Sōna took a breath to get some semblance of Logic back. Formulating a response to Awan-sans query she wondered whether it was worth the trouble.
Giving up she repeated. "As I said before you went into your thoughts. Since your attendance and homework rate is abysmal as well as that the teachers are submitting complaints to us," "So, they're submitting it to you. I'm sorry but I thought it was supposed to go to either the Headmaster or the Board?" ", … tch, Awan-san can you not interrupt me when I am talking?" "Nah, I prefer to be a nit-picking prick." "... either way, you will be working with the Student Council to make up for these deficiencies." Having said her piece Sōna waited for Awan-san to speak.
"So in a very short summary… I'm your Bitch, with a capital B." I said this with the most Fon-like (read: serene on the outside Laughing The Fuck Out Loud on the inside) expression I could manage. Needless to say, this made my job easier.
I'm going to Troll the ever-living fuck out of them. As well as laze around here just to piss them off.
Sōna quickly came to a conclusion. '...I've gone and fucked myself sideways, haven't I?' Needless to say, she had experienced it in the form of Serafall Related Trauma™ in the art of reading Trolling behavior less than a mile away.
The bell started ringing signaling the end of the break. I got up and went to the door and slid it open before looking back and speaking "Buh-bye, Shitori-san. Hope your hair doesn't fall out with the pranks going on in the school." And with that, I was out.
Sliding the door shut behind me, I pulled up my straw hat to keep the glare of the Sun out of my eyes. 'I wondered if I should've found Issē and just whiled my break away with him instead of just sleeping before being interrupted by the FUCKING STUDENT COUNCIL!' With that lovely line of thought finished I stepped forward and turned and started walking for my classes.
After Awan-san left the Student Council (Peerage) was greeted by their President (King) banging her head on her, beyond trillionaire expensive, desk and doing it in the most efficient manner as well as if she were a machine. Unerringly onto the same singular spot. No marginal error.
As Tsubaki-Fuku-Kaichō was about to ask what the problem was when Sōna-Kaichō started speaking "When I first came up with this idea as a way to see if I could scout him and see if he was Peerage material; I did not think I'd have to deal with someone that would surpass my sister in sheer annoyance. As well as a hidden prankster streak."
They were all going to ask her what she meant by that last statement "At least this means we have an idea on who pranked the school. Damn him though. We don't have any evidence of him admitting it." At least we got down to that mystery.
Sōna let up on banging her head and started massaging it to stave off the headache that had been self-inflicted. 'So, not only have we given access to the unknown Prankster that painted the entire front of the Academy to become a part of the horizon, but we also have to deal with someone so lazy that he wouldn't be indistinguishable from a Devil of Sloth… great' Collecting her thoughts, Sōna decide it wouldn't be worth the worry.
"No matter. Yura-san," "Hai?" "I need you to go over his history and the like. Nimura-san, I need you to keep surveillance on him and keep track of anything odd." "Hai, Kaichō!" "Good. Now, everyone is back to work!."
As the Academy was let out I looked for Issē so we could talk and plan for the next day. Stopping at the gates I waited for Issē to reach me. A few minutes had passed before I saw him walking dejectedly towards me. Calling out to him I walked forwards and grabbed his shoulders before pushing him towards the gate. Hearing his sputtered protests made me smile. 'This is the Issē that's my bud. Not the mopey one.' I interrupted his half-hearted protests with "Issē, you know you can talk to me if you had a crappy day, right?" I waited for him to reply.
Issei replied "Yeah. I know that Musa. But, I don't want to trouble you as much as I do Okaasan and Otōusan." He finished with a sad smile. Musa just looked at him as if he made a funny joke. "Issē, you do know that your parents don't think of you as a mistake okay. I mean, sure you have your problems but I mean if anyone just got to know you they'd know that you're a puppy. A perverted puppy but a puppy nonetheless." He punctuated that fact by bopping his fist on the crown of Issei's head.
They walked in silence for a while before a crash was heard that called the attention of Issei's and Mus's attention. They found a girl who for some reason could put a supermodel to shame with how voluptuous she was. She also looked like an Amazon with how she was. Both of them just waited before Issei moved forward to help the girl up. When he helped her up she nervously smiled while honest-to-Truth SPARKLES surrounded her.
"A-are you Hyōdō Issei?" "Y-yeah." "O-oh, my name is Amano Yūma an-and I… I wanted to ask you out on a date. I-if that's okay?" "Y-ye-YES! I-I mean yes. I would like that. I would like to go on a date with you." "O-oh, um, i-is two o'clock the day after tomorrow, fine?" "Y-yeah where do we meet?" "By the オールドゴッドステーション (Ōrudogoddosutēshon {Old Gods Station})." "Yeah. Oh! Here's my contact information!" "Thank you! I'll mail you later bye-bye Issē-kun~!"
And with that Amano left giggling like crazy. I just blinked my eyes to see if they were working and that the First Age wasn't coming back.
'The Personification of that Age was a bitch an' a half to End. I'd rather not do that again, to be honest."
"... OI! Musa!" "Huh? Oh, Issē what is it?" "Did you not see that?! I HAVE A DATE!? AND A GIRLFRIEND?!" "Issē this could be a prank… you do know that, right? I mean your reputation as an ENEMY to Women, "OI!", has spread pretty far. AND - I stress the AND - by some Miracle someone decided to date you. They'd have to be pretty perverse to handle your "subtle" ogling." "... Eh, I could be worse." "... Yeah. In another Life, in another Time, in another Era."
"A~nyways, no point in dwelling on the what-ifs. Issē… be careful. I don't know about you but that wo-girl could be toying with you. And the vibes she's giving off are pretty wrong. Ya' get what I'm saying? Right?" Having said my piece I looked at Issē and saw that he was thinking about what I gave him.
Opening his eyes Issei sighed, before looking at his friend and saying. "I'll be careful." At Musa's Look, he folded. "Yes, I'll bring something to defend myself with just in case." He peeked at Musa and saw him raising his eyebrow. "No, I'll be sure to be good. I swear you're worse than Okasan is on her best day." Hearing that Musa just snorted in response before directing a deadpan reply his way.
"And I have to be otherwise who'd keep you safe from the rest of your antics." Issē just squawked in indignation at my snark.
We walked until we were at the Hyōdō residence. I stayed for a few minutes to say hello to Gorou-Oji and Miki-Oba.
After that, I started walking to my apartment. Seeing that the Sun was setting I pulled my straw hat down to my nape.
I entered my apartment and took off my shoes at the entrance. I checked my utility belt -'it's not a utility belt! It's a copy of Jin Mori's belt in season three of GOH Truthsbedamned'- to see if my weapons were still there. As the noon turned to Night I whiled my time away working on my Mind Arts.
I got up and went and changed into my nightclothes. I pulled my blanket up and fell down onto my bed while the blanket fell down on me. And so I went into the domain of Dreams.
Dreaming of the day that He Who Represents and Devours is no longer. Dreaming of when he is but a Relic. Dreaming of the day when the Fourth Beast is Forgotten. When that which is [HUMAN] comes to fore. Dreaming of an Everdistant Future.
The One Born of Dreams flew Dreaming of all [REDACTED]. The Great( Red )est of All Dragons Dreamt of the Fourth. Not the First, [REDACTED], but He Who Represents and Devours. The True Apocalypse Dragon Dreamt the Dreams of the Fourth Beast. Dreamt of the day when all they were was no longer needed. When those of the First Age left leaving it to the New. The Dragon of Dragons Dreamt of [REDACTED]. It Dreamt of the [Dream].
'AND SO IT STIRS, THIS STORY.'
Word Count: 2269 words
Authors Note: ... This was a beast of a chapter. I had to redo the entire document because of the scene with the Student Council. Also, what do you think of the end? Dramatic, no? A~nyways, did you get what I was trying to get at with this -filler? I think this qualifies.- chapter. I mean you can get an idea of what he is in the 'real' DxD reality. Also, what I mean by the 'real' DxD reality is the said reality without the copious amounts of fanservice, idiocy, humor, and Dues Ex Machina fuckery. I also read a shit-ton of Fate/, Naruto, and the like with them crossing over into Highschool DxD. Basically shit with all the light-heartedness. Also, read good SI stories along with Gamers and Reincarnation.
Also, I made it so the story went straight into 'canon'. But like I said you can get where he is in the pecking order of DxD. He Who Represents and Devours. Pretty ominous. Also pre~tty pretentious. But still Fourth Beast. And First Age. Yeah, I got that idea from Diabolus est Melodiam. A Reincarnation DxD story by Adudefromthesea. Also, copious amounts of sex are written there.
Anyways, hope you liked the story.