And now, the third chapter. I dunno, But it was a fun chapter to write. I'm now on the volume 13, and the dxd universe is getting even more interesting. I'm watching the parasyte anime too. It's being a good season. But, well, enjoy the chapter... I guess...
EDIT: Now I'm watching Masou Gakuen HxH and osomatsu-san. Both good series in different ways. Newcomers, it's worth checking those out, despite production values So~... Anybody ready for the Black Clover anime...
As always, highschool DxD does not belong to me. Thank you and stay golden.
"Y-Youkais...?"
I was dumbfounded. Wait... So there are youkais now? I mean, yeah, devils and stuff I can believe. She revived me, and shown her wings to me when we were... Naked (aaaaah! I'll need brain-bleach after that!). So I can no longer doubt the existence of the things in the Bible. But if what the bible says its true and there's devils and angels among us... Wouldn't that dispprove other myths and beliefs?
"Wait... Hold on, Gremory." I pushed her away and covered my face with a hand in thoughts. If there are youkais around, then devils shouldn't exist. They're opposing beliefs, after all. "You said 'youkais', right? Like... Monkey-kings, tengus and tanukis, stuff like that?"
"Yep! Tengus, tanukis, nekomatas, kitsunes, you name it!" She nodded with a smile, not realizing how paradoxal she was being.
"So, if they exist, shouldn't devils and angels be just myths? I mean, they're opposing beliefs. Not to mention other religions which usually dispproves one another." I pointed out. She giggled like I was an ignorant child. Actually, I kinda am, this stuff is still new to me.
"Silly Ichijou-kun. I'll have you know that every belief out there... Is real!"
"What... Really?"
"Uh-Huh! Every belief out there is real, although some of then are just missinterpretations and usual falacies. They're still true, though."
"Wait... Even opposing ones?"
"Yep! Maybe some manipulation of events and flanderization, but still truth!"
"Even those considered myths?"
"Greek, roman, japanese, nordic, you name it!"
"What about the Cthulhu mythos?"
"Yes, but that's another series..."
Whaaat~...?
"Y'know, Gremory, like I said, I'll just shrug it off and wait for some explanation. I'll go along with your game. Just tell me where those... Youkais are." I sighed, crossing my arms. She smiled and thumb up for me.
"Okey-dokey, Red Dragon! Like I said, there are three youkais spotted by my Gremory-radar!" And she pointed again to her ahoge on the top of her head. "Two in first years' classes, and one in the second year's. They're very powerful, so one of them will be a perfect Rook or Bishop for my peerage!"
Oh, so she wants a pet in her peerage. That's... Kinda sick when you think about it, but cute. I still don't get the whole peerage thing and chess pieces, but I hope she'll explain that to me later. So, first years. That's good, I'll be able to talk with them with ease. The second year...
"So, you want me to talk with the second year youkai first?" I asked her, she nodded.
"Yeah~... I'm still a first year also. So~... It'll be embarassing. If you kindly speak with him for me... I might... Give you a reward~..." She crossed her arms right under her bosom, squeezing them with her forearms to emphasize her assets. Sorry Gremory, that won't work with me. I flicked her on the forehead. "Moou~... Ichijou-kun is no fun! Hyoodou Issei-sama would've destroyed the whole building after that one!"
"Yeah, But I'm me. Sorry, but that's the truth. Now, about the youkais..."
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I took my way to the classrooms of the second years. Gremory could feel them, yet, she couldn't say how they are. Fortunately, it is probably in one of the closest classrooms to my own. Now, I wonder how this... Youkai looks like. Maybe It's a girl with cat-ears and a fluffy tail, a nekomata, like the myths, but I dismissed the thought soon after. That would be just ridiculous... Maybe not. The red demon with goat feet, pitchforks and face of a faunus in my mind was replaced by a girl with long Crimson hair, green eyes, illegally big breasts (Gaaah~...) and pretty figure. That one was shocking. Maybe the said youkai was really going to be a cute girl with some animal traits.
Well, here I am, class 1-C, the one closest to my own. I took a deep breath, practice my best casanova/good-guy smile a little and opened the door. The moment I looked inside, my own world crumbled...
In front of me, there was a strong, fit, tall man with slide-back black hair and an epic mustache on his face, caucasian yet somehow with squared features, and he was wearing his school uniform without the jacket and with the sleeves wrapped up. I have no idea... I just don't know... What? Is this guy in HIGHSCHOOL?! Is he even japanese?!
"You must be the devil Gremory sent to convince me to join her peerage." He said. I gasped in surprised.
"How did you know?"
"I used my senjutsu to sense you two talking. After all, I'm a nekomata." Then, carefully enough to not let the other students notice, he pointed to his head, where two cat ears sprouted. Now, What the hell is Senjutsu, anyway? "My name... Is Freedie Mew-cury!"
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I'm scared now. Really scared.
"Yeah~... Well, you see, Freddie-san, I'm Miss Berolina's queen, Tsukino Ichijou, and since I'm her servant, at least for now, I'm here to try to recruit you into our peerage." I said, eyes closed and nose up risen to look as polite and Royal as possible. "Now, if you want to talk with Berolina Gremory-san and maybe negociate with her about your entrance into her peerag-..."
Before I could finish my sentence, he punched me right into the stomach. The sudden pain made me lean Foward to try to comfort the pain of the sudden hit. The moment I did that, Freddie-san circle behind me and locked his strong, sweaty arms around me. He pushed me backwards, and before I knew it, he frickin' piledrove me! My head came smashing into the ground, as I could see the entire wasit down parts of my body due to the spine-breaking position. What the hell just happened?! Before I could stand from my pathetic situation, he stomped hard in front of me.
"Not in a million years, baby..." It looked up, and there he was, frowning like a creature out of hell itself, and cracking his knuckles. "I'm sorry, Mr. Queen, But I'll have to put it clean that I'm not interested. For this, I, Freddie Mew-cury, will have to put you... Under pressure!"
Oh, no! Someone save me! I'm just a poor boy! Save me from this monstrocity!
"Well, be prepared, mr. Queen!"
*CRASH!*
"What the hell?!" The sound of breaking glass echoed through all the hallway, and the sudden sound caught my and Freddie-san's attention. Before I knew it, someone came flying from the window, aero-kicking the nekomata. "GAAAAAAH~...!"
"FIGHTING IN THE CORRIDORS IS FORBIDDEN!" My opponent... Or else, my executioner to-be went flying to the other side of the hall, crashing into a wall. Finally out of trouble, I rolled away to one side, and put myself into a more dignifing position, sitting on the floor. I looked to the direction of my savior, and I saw the figure of a girl, with dark-blue-ish hair tied in a high ponytail, skinny frame, and using her... Jacket? Cape? That strange piece of cloth the girls use in their uniform, like a real cape around her neck. She was tall, making me believe she was an upperclassmate.
"Uh~... Thanks, miss...?"
"I AM... THE NEVER-DYING DARK FLAME OF JUSTICE! THE BLACK SUN THAT CASTS THE OWN DARKNESS AWAY AND BRIGHT AND PROTECT THE INNOCENT! THE DEMONIC CRUSADER... SHITORI SERENA!"
And she turned around, showing her pretty face with purple eyes, childish face features and bright and innocent smile, which was a big contrast to her big boobs and the rebel skirt showing her lacy panties. She made a Kamen Rider pose, and suddenly a blow of steam exploded behind her. What the hell...?! Wait... Shitori? Oh, I remember that name! My classmates usual talk about the student council president, Shitori Serena, and how awesome and over-the-top she is. Well, it's the first time I see her, but I can see how much... Energetic she is...
"Yeah... Thank you, president Shitori... Shitori-kaicho?" I cough a few of my own words, while she was smiling like a kid.
"No problem! Mr. Queen-Boosted-Gear-New-Host-Holder-Of-The-Red-Dragon-legacy-of-my-dear-childhood-friend-Berolina-Gremory!"
"Wha-... How do you know?!"
"Lucky guess~..."
"..." You serious?
"Ahahahahah! No! No! She's been texting me since yesterday! She also messaged me about an youkai or something." She picked her cellphone out of her pocket and showed me the many, many, many, many Messages from "Bero-Bero". Scrolling down the hundreds of hundreds of messages, plus some photos...
... Now I feel so violated.
"That Gremory bitch...!" I raised my trembling fist, which was eagerly waiting to spot that redhead freak and plummel her to a pulp... But then it hits me...
"Hey... Shitori-kaichou?"
"Huuh~...? What is it?"
"If you know about me being a queen... No, if you know about this thing at all, this means..."
"Yep!" She pulled me in a half-hug, hooking her arm around my neck, and then whispered: "Serena Sitri, the heiress of the Sitri clan of the 72 demonic pillars, and descendant of Lady Sona and the last Black Prison Megane Dragon Saji Genshirou!"
Now, the president of the student council is a devil. It's big surprise after big surprise. But, really, are all devils complete madwomen like those two? Despite the euphoria from before, she estended a hand to me. I took it without thinking twice, standing up from the ground.
"Thank you..."
"No problem, Red-Booby-dragon-heir-kiddo."
"The name is Tsukino Ichijou."
"Hahahahah! Alright! Alright!" She raised both her hands in a surrender gesture. She's pretty harmless for a devil. But, again, the only devil I met so far are her and... The other one. "So... Apparentely, Rina-chan is looking for some other people in her peerage. I have to say, she's being pretty reckless, thinking anyone will join her in a blink of an eye."
"Tell me about it." I said dusting off some dirty from my uniform. "That lass doesn't have any sensibility of mood-reading at all!"
"Hahahah! Yeah! She's like that since we were kids. But... I guess you can say that she's more than the eyes can see."
"Huh...? What do you mean by that, Kaichou?"
"Huhuhuh! Someday, you'll know..."
What? What does she think I am?! Some kind of MC of a Galge? Okay, calm down, Ichijou... She's just trying to help, and she helped your sorry ass not two minutes ago. Don't be an ungrateful brat...
Huh... You say all of this, yet, you're no good either, stupid Ichijou.
"Okay~... I'm not an hero of an VN, but I'll try to go deep into her myself..."
"Hah! That's the Spirit, Inheritor-of-the-dragonic-libido-red-dragon-lad! That's the legacy of the great Hyoodou Issei right there!"
"What? I don't ge-... Ah!" After I notice the little perverted slip, I blushed, while kaichou was still laughing. That's just uncool! Oh, crap! This all Red Booby dragon thing is messing with me! I have to stop, or else my bigs sisters will hit me dead, or worse, I'll end up just like dad! "S-Sorry! It just... Slipped away. My bad."
"No pro, bro. It's all good. The last Host of the Boosted Gear was no better, either." She shrugged. Huh, maybe she's more reasonable than Gremory. That's good, But also terrifing. I mean, if Gremory is already so empty-headed and out-of-control even with such patient and helpful friend, maybe she could've been much worse, or Kaichou is just as bad. None of them are very pleasant ideas. "Well! My job here is done! I shall continue to fight evil-doers for the Sake of my dear Kuoh academy! Shitori Serena, away! Excelsior!"
*CRASH!*
'GODDAMNIT, PREZ! AT LEAST USE THE STAIRS!'
And there she goes, the president of the student council and, according to herself, the next in line to inherit the Sitri clan, jumping out of the window right in front of me. I don't know what to think anymore. Is that the push I needed to fully embrance madness? That's the world I live in now? No wonder Sakisaka thought about suicide after the incident, seeing the world in a different perspective is mind-breaking.
*Turururu~...*
Suddenly, my cellphone began to ring. A message. Huh, that's unusual. The only messages and calls I ever receive are from my sisters when they need something and/or want an especific dish for dinner, or from my dad, when he thinks I'm dating someone. I lost two of my only childhood friends because of the latter. But neither of them would call me during this time of the day. I'm curious now. I slided my finger across the touch-screen and looked at the message on it, from none other than...
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"Helpme, 1-10-kun! \(x.x)/
Im stuck! XP
From: Berolina."
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Okay, I'm not gonna ask how she has the number of my phone, since probably she knows this and plenty other things no one should ever know aside from my wife, since morning, but I'll question whatever a fork or a knife is better to carve my name in that tiny little skull of hers. Back to the topic, she wrote she's stuck. That's... Pretty curious. I mean, what the hell she meant by that? Stuck how?! If she's "stuck", how can she type on her cellphone and send it to me?! Is she stuck on traffic?! Wait, can she drive?!
Moved by curiosity and... A little worry abot my King(?), I dashed to the first-years' classroom. After all, the remaining two are freshmen just like ourselves, and there's no other place for a freshmen to be during the firsts weeks of school. I hope she's okay. No matter the context, being stuck is never a good thing...
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And here I am again, in front of a classroom not too far from my own. Instead of going right into it, I was dumbfounded by the sight in front of me. Gremory was telling the truth, she is stuck: her entire head is really stuck on the ceiling, her shoulders touching the upper wall while her lower-body was struggling to free itself, a hand carring a cellphone and typing really fast. From here, I could see her childish, silly stripped blue-white panties. It's because of them I'll have nightmares for the rest of my life! What kind of girl, apparently from upper demonic society at that, wears stripped panties?!
Oh, well, better help her. I touched her legs to calm her down (even if she thinks it's not me, she wouldn't be picky about a savior.), and once her struggles ceased, I caught her by the ankles and pulled her down. I'm not that strong, it took a while to pop her head out of the mole-hole. Unfortunately, I lost balance when I finally free her, and I ended up Falling on my ass, while she landed on me, more expecific, her breasts landed on my face.
Gosh, those cliches are really laser-guided, Huh?
"Gremory, get off of me..." I caught that mounts of her and pushed her away, lifting my upper-body and supporting it with my elbows. Gremory finally regained her composture and was now sitting on my lap... Only to come crashing down on me again!
"Weeeeh~! Ichijou-kun!" She started crying on my chest. Again, people are staring, a feminine boy serving as a cushion for a sobbing redhead with a swollen-face. Why do I have the feeling this is going to be a thing? I sighed, she was already messed up, no use on hitting her. Better comfort her a little, so I pat her on the head.
"There, there. Please, stop crying." I said to her. I just want her to stop wetting my shirt, that's all. It worked, and she calmed down a little, still sobbing though. I dusted away some concrete out of her red locks, and helped her to get up. "So, what happened? Did the youkai was a meanie wolf?"
"I-It's not funny, Ichijou-kun!" She half-screamed, half-cried, using her sleeves of her blouse to dry the remaining tears. Sigh. What a day. "And yes... He's a big, meanie wolf! A dog! An inugami!"
Inugami, eh? A cursed dog with an undying hatred for its heartless owners. Of course he'd be a hard one. But since wild dogs were usually buried from the neck down, I doubt he could be that strong. Weak body and swollen head, that's the description of a inugami book-wise. I wonder how he looks like.
"Okay, Gremory. I'll try get him for you..." I sighed. I'll have to do this, or else she'll be even sadder, which means for me more pain in the posterior area. I reached the door and opened it...
And now, an old-looking, tall, slender and semi-bald man, with more wrinkles than a rotten tomato, was standing before me, a pair of black dog ears twitching on top of his head. Again, is this even legal?! No one notices the clearly-not-even-student-like students here?!
"Oh, my. You must be a servant of Gremory's. I'm Clint Eastwoof." He spoke to me.
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ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS?!
"Yeah~... I'm her... Servant. Her... Queen, to be more especific." I stumbled on my own words. He frowned his own wolf-like eyes and formed a fist with his hand.
"I'm not joining you. And I'll make this clear for you too!"
"W-Wait, I...!"
And before I knew it, I was staring at strawberry pink panties from below. Yep, mr. Clint Eastwoof just punched me so hard that I smashed through the ceiling. I can't move my arms, and struggling with my legs would be pointless. As Gremory typed, I'm stuck. I just hope no one notices me. I'll be damn if someone do.
It took her a while, but Gremory was finally able to help me get out of the ground of the upper floor. Now, we have two holes on the ceiling. That's gonna cost us a toll...
"Well, any more ideas, Gremory?" I turned to her, and she scratched her cheek in confusion and doubt.
"There's still one more left, but I'm... Too scared to go on." She muttered, trembling lips and closed eyes telling me she had enough for today. Yep, one can only lose so much remaining brain cells. I'm not very interested in being a nail-pole of a crazy cat-girl either, But she looks so disapointed. Out of pity, I pat her in the head again. "Thanks, Ichijou-kun. You're really kind..."
"Just shut up. I'm doing this for you to shut up."
"Well, well, well. Isn't Gremory's queen a real male tsundere?"
The sudden voice reached my ear in seconds. Did it just call me a tsundere?! I turned around and Gremory looked behind my back. Then I saw a strange, curvilious lass with her back against the wall, staring at us. She had smooth slender legs, a very curvy frame and a Round little face, her orange left eye, because the right one was covered with a black eye-patch, shining while facing us. Judging by her uniform, she's a freshman as well...
"Who you're calling a tsunder-...?!" Before I could snark at her comment, Gremory pushed me away and ran for the little girl. "Hey, Gremory! What the hell?!"
"Is her! Ichijou-kun! The final youkai! Is h-...!" And karma hits again: the little girl just punched Gremory in the chin, shutting her up. Understandable, since she's babbling our... Especies? Race? Whatever it is out loud.
"Yes, I'm a youkai. Thank you very much." She smiled, turning herself to the Gremory girl. For a moment, I saw the little bow on her bowlcut blonde hair twitching. "I'm a fox, a ninetails, a cursed Kyuubi, and my name is..."
"Megan Fox?"
"Wha-... No, of course not."
Oh, Thank Go-... MAOH! I meant to say 'maoh'! Yes, yes, that's what I meant...
"As I was saying, I'm a ninetails fox, and my name is Akabane Yoko. It's a pleasure to meet you, heir of the Gremory clan."
"Oh, nice to meet you too, ninetails." And Gremory smiled back, using both her hands to shake the Ninetails' own. Due to height difference, the redhead was shaking the latter whole. It was funny to see that. Then, she stopped, and looked at her directly in the eyes. "So, ms. Ninetails, would you like to be part of my peerage?!"
*CHOP*
"Owie! What gives, Ichijou-kun?"
"Rude much, Gremory?" Seriously, that was pretty rude of her. Asking a girl she just met to be part of her peerage. I don't know what those things are, But I guess a Kyuubi, one of the most powerful creatures of niponic folklore, would not like to be asked this bluntly. I parted the two away, and turned myself to the fox. "I'm sorry, Akabane-san, ms. Gremory is smooth as a cactus. Please, don't be offended by her rude behavior. I'm also victim of her vile personality."
'How can you say that, Ichijou-kun?! I'm your Kiiiii~ng!'
"Nah, I'm good, don't worry about me, Mr. Boosted-Gear-heir." She smiled again, and I was taken back by that. "Surprised? Don't be, really. Once you learn the art of the sage, senjutsu, you're a walking sattelite. I could hear you talking to the president too, and Mew-cury-san as well..."
Huh, everybody knows I'm the new Host of this Boosted Gear thing... I feel flattered, while at the same time not.
"Yeah, first-year student of Kuoh academy, as well as the Queen of Ms. Berolina Gremory and Host of the Booster Gear. Tsukino Ichijou. Pleased to meet you." To tell you the truth, I've always wanted to see a ninetails. They're so cool on movies, stories and mangas.
"Likewise. It's a pleasure to meet at your acquaintance, Tsukino-kun..."
"What...?"
"It's nice to meet you."
Oh, I get it. Again, I should really Listen to poetry classes...
"So... Interested in joining us?"
" huuh~... I'm just really curious about how much you, the new Host, is capable of." She smiled at me. I dunno, but the way she's eyeing me is freaking me out a little. She took a step closer and bit one of her fingers. "Y'know, Ichijou-kun, I might be interested in joining the peerage of your King Berolina Gremory... If you be my wife."
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"Uuuh~... What?"
"You know the legends, right? Fox spirits disguising themselves as humans to suck the vital force out of others. I'm no different, and with your Boosted Gear, I might be able to have a good snack now and then, not to mention strong a cute cubs for the next generation." She finished her sentence with a lick in her own lips. "And I won't have to worry about killing you, since you'll just have to boost yourself up. So, what do you say?"
Okay, that's disturbing, disgusting and hot! She wants me to be her... "Wife" just to suck my vital energy through ways I don't want to know, not to mention... Cubs. Yes, children in form of foxes would be disturbing. "Hey, dad, gimme all your yens! Yip, yip, yip!". But, I have to admit, having a fox-girl nearby should be interesting... Not to mention she's really pretty. Oh, I'm living the dream of every otaku in the world, yet, I'm absolutely terrified and confused. Now I know how Hikari Shinji feels.
"Huh~... Tempting." That's a lie. "Are you sure you want to be my... Husband? There others with more power than me. I mean..."
"Of course he wants to be your wife, Ninetails!" And Gremory now steals my Spotlight, shoving me to a side and taking words out of my mouth. "If you join my peerage and be my Bishop or Rook, since it fits you best, he's all yours!"
"What the hell, Gremory!"
"Huhuhuhuh... Not for now, Dear Gremory. But I'll keep it in touch." She turned around and winked at me. Again with the lip-licking. I hate to admit, But I'm having a turn on right now. "I'll wait until the Red Dragon matures enough for me to... Harvest him dry~ without problem. Then, I'll join you, no question asks. After all, youkais are also good in Sexjutsu. Kon, kon~..."
"Yeah! We have another one, Ichijou-kun!" I was too dumbfounded to answer her. Gremory was beaming with happiness, and hugged me from behind. I am... I was... I just... Sigh. Just go with the flow, Ichijou. It's better for you. "And It's a cute girl! An youkai at that! Just like Lady Rias' peerage! You're going to be the next harem King!"
"What?!" What the hell?! No! No! No! No!
"Yeah! Just like Hyoodou Issei-sama! The King of harems! The lady-genocider! The walking Swag!"
Harem... King... Girls... Just like my sisters... All around me... Surrounding me... Suffocating me... I can't breath... Someone help... No!
"And now begins the story of the new harem King, the heir of Hyoodou Issei, the harem prince: Tsukino Ichijou!"
"No! I refuse that! I'm not going to be the harem King!"
"That's the Spirit!"
"Noooooo!"
And now it begins the story of the anti-pawn, the Tsukkomi of the red dragon. And he's not happy about it. So... What do you guys think? Yeah, ridiculous, But let's be a little more serious with each passing chapters. Well, thank you for you interest...
EDIT: Holy shit, in retrospective this sotry was so innocent back here. I mean... Wow, newcomers might not know but... Eh. It's even freaking me out a little how this fic used to be. Yikes!