Genshin & DXD

Never seen DXD but read a metric ton of its fan fiction due to me being a Fate/Stay night fan. WHICH also I haven't read and got into due to a Worm crossover. Which I have read about halfway. Eh, let's see how it goes.

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The air was heavy, the walls too close and the ceiling too low. Letters danced in her mind. She could recognize the alphabets used, but not comprehend them properly in the order they were written, still in denial. Yellow was such a sickening color for walls and the lights were too bright. Sona felt like puking.

Number 2: Souna Shitori

"Pres… President?" Sona didn't recognize the voice. Or didn't care enough to connect the voice to a person. Nor did she care about it.

No matter how many times Sona read the charts, the letters remained unchanged. The world was twisting, colors spinning and leaking into one another. Sona could feel laughter bubbling in her throat. Not one of joy or happiness, but a colder and insidious thing.

People were giving her a wide gap, the room suddenly felt ten degrees colder. A phantom breeze sent shivers up observers' spines. s

Number 2: Souna Shitori

Intellectually, Sona knew there were smart beings, humans and devils and others, some so smart that she could never hope to beat them in their chosen fields. But they were so far away, out of sight, out of mind.

Average: 98.53

They had years, decades, or even centuries on her. She was the smartest young devil, capable of even giving Ajuka Beelzebub a small challenge. She earned that title by winning her marriage contract in a game of chess. But this was different. This was someone who she never paid any attention to other than to dismiss.

Number 1: Issei Hyoudou

Average: 100

Issei of the perverted trio. Issei the changing room peaker. Issei the 'why has Rias not let me expel him' oh right the boasted gear person. Did he unlock the boasted gear? Does the boasted gear work on his brain to make it smarter? Could she nail him with cheating – no.

Sona steeled her will. No use making up conspiracy theories. A small crowd had formed around her, which dispersed the moment she looked up, unable to stand the blazing inferno that was her determination.

"Saji!" she called, getting a weak, "yes ma'am" as a response.

"Get me one of Issei's mark sheets." She ordered. There was no way he had gotten a flawless result. She had never gotten a hundred in English; no one got a hundred in English. Something fishy was afloat here and she was going to get to the bottom of it.

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She was wrong. She reckoned Tolkien could probably get a hundred in English Literature. She also reckoned that Issei was the reincarnation of the long-dead writer. Sona just stared holes into his short story, 'The Fantastic Voyage'. There was nothing else she could do, nothing she could say. He was an actual, real, literary genius. If she didn't know any better, she would say that he knew the characters he wrote about.

And the German. How did he even learn German? Neither this school nor Issei's middle school offered classes for it. And why didn't his points get deducted for it?! 'Actually,' a part of her whispered, ' it was just that good.' She took that part, squished it, threw it in a box, chained it up, and threw it to the open seas.

She dropped his papers, then started comparing them to his old exams. The question was not of Issei bribing the teachers but now of him paying someone off to write the exam in his steed. Comparing his older literature exam, one could see how his love for 'Oppai' had been abandoned for a newfound love of… rocks? And philosophy. His handwriting was also significantly better too, with not even a passing resemblance to his old chicken scrawl.

His Math, Science, and other classes were no better. There was a sudden, unexplained marked improvement across all his classes in a small time frame.

Looking for more discrepancies between his current and past behavior, Sona found that he had left the 'for the greatness of mankind' club, causing it to disband because of the minimum student requirement of three, for a Poetry club of all things.

Sighing, she turned toward the Principle of the school. He looked like was going through a nervous breakdown and two mid-life crises at the same time. Sona was pretty impressed that he hadn't fainted yet, with how he was behaving.

Pushing her glasses up the bridge of the nose, she said.

"That will be enough. Thank you for your time, Principle."

Her peerage members stopped sorting Issei's paperwork and record to watch him scurry out of her offi- the student council room.

"Kaichou…" Tsubaki trailed off, her face twisted in worry at the smile growing on Sona's face. "You can beat him in the finals." She pleaded as if it would solve the problem.

But Sona was too far gone into this puzzle and just waved her off. The world seemed to go a shade darker as she left off a burst of unsettling laughter. Her peerage exchanged glances of worry which also went unnoticed by her.

"Momo? Can you please set up tea for two? Tsubaki, please get out my chess set. Ruruko, could you please clear away the papers? We are going to have a guest. Don't worry about sorting them.

Her glasses shined menacingly.

"Saji? Could you get Issei from the Poetry club room? I think a meeting is long overdue."

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