Here's the other set of specials! Enjoy!
Special #4: The Clothing Break's Birth Story!
At night, before the Rating Game between Richard and Risa started, Issei tested out her Clothing Break ability on Asher, shredding his clothes off and exposing his white underwear. He smiled brightly at her. "You did it!" he cheered before noticing that her expression hasn't changed from it being serious. "Issei-san?"
"I did, but only with the clothes," she replied. "I have to shred the underwear too so it's a good technique!" She sighed and looked at him with a sad look. "If this is bothering you, then you can-"
"It doesn't bother me at all!" he replied, making her look at him in shock. "I have tons more hand-me-downs for you to practice on!" She blushed and smiled at him. "Keep doing your best, Issei-san!"
She smiled back at him. She appreciated his support a lot, but even that didn't stop her from thinking about her technique. Just what's wrong with it? she thought. She felt a little annoyed that she didn't know the answer and she had to figure it out for herself.
The next day at Kuoh Academy, Issei, Matsuyo, and Motoe were peeking on guys changing through a small hole, specifically Musashi and Katashi. Musashi was wearing a pair of red trunks while Katashi wore a pair of blue briefs, both outlining their bulges well.
"Hurry up and switch with me, Issei!" Matsuyo whisper-shouted to the female devil.
"Just be patient, Matsuyo!" she whisper-shouted back, enjoying the view of the two guys changing.
"But we promise that we'll peek for exactly one minute!" Motoe whisper-retorted, looking at her phone for the time.
However, the two males of the Kendo Club heard them all, making them stop changing. "Again?!" the orange-haired male exclaimed.
"Oh, those three bitches?! Come on!" Musashi added in annoyance.
Issei gasped and shot back, not looking into the whole anymore. "Oh crap, they noticed us!" she shouted as she looked behind her to see that her two perverted friends disappeared. She looked mad. "Great. They left, as always..." She then got up and ran...before Musashi and Katashi came out in kendo outfits and bamboo swords and chased after her.
...
Soon, they were on the public part of campus, still on a wild goose chase. "Come back here, peeper!" shouted Katashi.
"When will you ever learn?!" added Musashi.
Issei tried her very best to run away from them, but then a banana peel came out of nowhere, making her slip and fall down. She then sat up to see the two guys about to swing their bamboo swords down on her. Screaming a little, she grabbed both their wrists...two magic circles appearing on them. The female pervert looked shocked about this.
"Whoa!" both of them shouted as they got their wrists out of her grip.
"We're not actually going to hit you," Musashi stated.
"We were just using threat techniques on you," Katashi added. "Even though you deserve it if you weren't a girl." He began to rub his wrists. "And don't touch us like that again!"
His pal also has done the same thing. "I hope I don't get a rash..."
The perverted girl looked down at both of her hands and thought, I used magic out of nowhere... She saw the two guys run away, making her pout at them. As usual, they treat me like a pest. She looked back down at her hands, seeing lines of magic connect to them. She looked puzzled. The magic is still there. She looked at the two guys once again. She grinned and stood up. I'll test this out! She then snapped her fingers, the lines disappearing and hugging on the males' bodies.
In a split second, both of their clothes shredded, their underwear included, exposing their sculpted chests and other parts of their bodies. Both screamed and covered themselves. Issei's perverted look came upon her face as she enjoyed the sight of the both of them naked. The two of them naked caught the attention of the students in campus, especially Matsuyo and Motoe, and crowded around them.
"Wh-what the hell just happened?!" Katashi shouted.
"H-hey! Can you give us room so we can go change?!" Musashi yelled at the crowd, angry and embarrassed.
The shaved-haired girl blushed, lecherously grinned, and nosebled at the sight. "We really don't know what happened..." she murmured.
"But it's an extraordinary phenomenon!" the perverted girl with the glasses added, having the same face as Matsuyo's.
"I did it...I actually did it..." Issei muttered to herself. "My new...special..."
Later in the clubroom, she was with Richard, who was sitting at his desk, and Akihiko. The Pawn looked very happy. "You have a new technique, Isa?" he asked her.
"Yes, President!" she replied instantly.
"Eeto, eeto~, I would love to see that for myself~," Akihiko said before chuckling.
Issei looked at him and gave his shoulder one pat, forming a magic circle on it. He looked slightly confused at it. "Then if you don't mind, Akihiko-san..." she said before snapping her fingers. His clothes ripped into tiny pieces, leaving his chest exposed as well as the rest of his sculpted body. Only a piece of fabric remained where his penis was, his bulge bouncing before the cloth disappeared a couple seconds after.
He blushed a little and actually...smiled. "Eeto, eeto~..." he murmured before chuckling again, Issei enjoying the sight and putting on her lecherous face.
Richard's eyes widened and he instantly stood up from his chair. "THAT'S your new technique?!" he exclaimed.
Issei giggled and nodded. "And it's very powerful since it can work on Akihiko-san!" she stated before turning to the Ruin Prince himself and laced her fingers in pleading. "Please let me try it on you, President!"
He tensed up and blushed. He knew he loved Issei and he would love to do what she pleased, but this was too much of an offer. He chuckled nervously and stepped back from her. Her hands became grabby. "Uh, I think I'll pass, Isa," he replied.
She frowned. "Oh! Don't say that and just help me out, President!" She then put on a pleading face a kitten would do.
The red-haired man gasped and blushed more at the sight of her face. He thought it was... So cute... Despite developing a lot of resistance to deny her, he still wouldn't want his clothes to shred away like Akihiko's. He began to back away from her more. "Y-you can make that face all you like, Isa, but I'm still not doing it!"
A cute lecherous face came upon her face. "PRESIDEEEEEENT!" she cried out as she ran to him, making him run away from him. That enveloped into a silly wild goose chase around the club room.
"I'm still not doing it!" he shouted.
"But it won't hurt, President!" she replied.
"I don't care! I don't want my clothes shredded to pieces! And I can see how powerful it is!"
"But I need to see if it's powerful enough!"
"It's powerful enough, so stop chasing me!"
"Never! Please do it for the sake of your cute pawn, me! PLEASE, PRESIDENT!"
"ISA!"
Akihiko, while covering his penis with one hand, laughed at the situation and commented, "Eeto, eeto~, what a powerful effect, even having the President run away~!"
"PRESIDEEEEEENT~!"
"ISAAAAAA!"
She then finally got him, grabbing his wrist. "Haha! Gotcha!" His wrist had a magic circle appear on it.
Nervously smiling and blushing, Richard said to her, "W-wait a minute! I prefer non-pushy women."
She gave him the cute pleading face again. "Pleeeeeeease?" she asked.
He blushed hard. He couldn't help it. He felt helpless when she gave him that face. He had no other choice but to surrender. "Fine, Isa," he replied. "Do what you want..."
She gasped and smiled widely, feeling happy that he said that. She let go of his wrist and gleefully said, "Yay!" She then snapped her fingers, shocking him as his clothes shredded into tiny pieces in mere seconds. To him, it did feel a bit ticklish, but still weird and embarrassing nonetheless.
He quickly covered his penis, looking very embarrassed. "There! Are you happy?!" he asked Issei.
"OH YES~!" she replied lecherously, nosebleeding at the sight of his sculpted body.
"Eeto, eeto~," Akihiko commented, chuckling.
"It even works on the normally calm, cool, collected President! This turns me o-I mean, it works!" She gave a thumbs-up.
Though his feelings for Issei were cemented, he just couldn't believe how honestly perverted she was, for a girl! "Pervert..." he muttered, pouting and looking down on the floor.
Special #5: We're Making Udon!
Sora and Tsutomu were in the clubroom, both kneading a separate bowl of udon dough. The whole Occult Research Club was watching them do so. "Whichever clan lost the ball game shall treat the other to udon," Richard explained.
"So that's why President Sora is kneading udon dough," Issei said.
"He's making it out of scratch too~," added Akihiko. "Eeto, eeto~, if that's not orthodox~." He chuckled.
Sora stopped kneading the dough and wiped the sweat out of his forehead, sighing. He looked at his right-hand man. "How are you holding up, Tsutomu?" he asked.
"My lower back...seems to...ache a little..." he replied before stopping and cracking his back.
Richard sighed and smiled. "I guess it can't be helped," he said. "We'll help you out."
The dark-haired President pushed up his glasses and replied, "No. We will not take pity from the enemy."
The red-haired President narrowed his eyes at him and smirked. "Don't underestimate us, Sora. We only wish to eat some delicious udon. Isn't that right, Kabu?"
The white-haired shouta, who was standing next to him, nodded and added, "Udon-making is an art."
As Tsutomu continued to knead the dough with Richard and Kabu next to him, Issei sweat-dropped and looked confused. "Why are they so obsessed with undon?" she asked.
"Eeto, eeto~," Akihiko said to her, chuckling. "It's only natural~."
She looked at him with a slightly shocked face. "Really? Loving udon is natural for devils?"
"At least to those of the Gremory and Sitri houses," Yumi added, making her look at her.
"Eeto, eeto~, then let's proceed with this, Asher-kun~," the raven-haired male said to the former priest as he walked towards Tsutomu, Richard, Sora, and Kabu and pulled up his sleeves.
"Oh, okay?" he replied as he walked towards them as well.
...
Soon, all the guys of the Occult Research Club were kneading a table-length batch of udon dough. While Asher was on his knees and kneading it by hand, the rest were standing up and kneading it with their bare feet. Asher's outlined butt and top of his white underwear was seen and everyone else's bulges bounced a little.
"Uh, should we really prepare the food with our feet and my hands?" he asked them.
"Eeto, eeto~," Akihiko replied before chuckling. "It's an old-time tradition~."
"If you don't step on it with your feet like this..." Richard added. "The gluten proteins in the dough won't line up correctly."
"Elasticity and viscosity," Kabu said. "Both working together in harmony. All elements must be balanced properly or else there would be no genuine udon."
"Wow, what a pretty lengthy line for Kabu-kun," Issei stated in a bit of surprise. "Udon can be quite fearful..." She began to check out the males' bulges bouncing as well as Asher's butt, her perverted face appearing. "But thanks to it, I also get a wonderful scene I've never dreamed off before..." She then fantasized Tsutomu and Sora in sexy speedos stepping on it the way the others were, their bulges bouncing. I wish the student council President and Tsutomu-san was stepping on it~... she thought lecherously, her mouth drooling and Yumi sighing and face-palming.
Sora spun his special kitchen knife with his fingers and shouted, "The dough had enough kneading! Now it's time for cutting the noodles!" He stopped spinning it and pointed at the dough, the tip of it shining.
Tsutomu also had his special kitchen knife ready, the blade shining. "Yes, President," he replied to Sora.
...
Later, the guys were off the dough and the two black-haired guys began cutting it at a very fast pace, letting out what sounded like...battle cries? "A straight and true cutting technique!" Richard commented, impressed. "The noodles are cut in perfect slices! I'm impressed, Sitri clan."
Issei did look surprised at their technique, but thought, That's pretty fast, but I don't see anything else special about it...
...
After that, the dashi boiled in a dashi stock. Sora chuckled, red light shining on the lens of his glasses. "Now this is where the REAL techniques of the Sitri clan starts," he said, grinning. Everyone watched as he put a light-blue magic circle on top of it. The female pervert looked shocked at the sight.
"A magic circle?!" she exclaimed. "In the dashi stock?!"
"We fuse the dashi with magic..." he explained. "To enhance its natural taste!"
"Cool!" interjected Asher as he accidentally elbowed a bowl of egg yolks. He instantly took notice of it and tried to not let it fall to the ground, but he unfortunately slipped on a bit of yolk on the ground and crashed into the table and bowl, kitchen tools flying everywhere. Everyone took notice of the situation, including Sora. The magic circle glitched out a little.
"Asher-kun, are you alright?" asked Issei, concerned.
The blonde-haired male stood up, his body covered with egg yolks. He nervously grinned and rubbed the back of his neck. "Yeah, but sorry..." he apologized. Since the magic circle glitched out, Sora thinks that the udon would be...different...and not in a good way...
...
Later, the bowls of udon was served to the whole peerage, who was sitting down at a long table. "We'll eat away then," Richard stated. Yumi had her eyes closed and her palms touching each other. Asher grabbed his chopsticks in an incorrect way. Sora and Tsutomu were sitting at a different table away from them. The short-haired President looked very worried and gulped.
"S-sure, you do that," he said in a worried voice, getting the attention of his right-hand man.
"President?" asked Tsutomu. "You look very worried."
He whispered to him, "To be honest, when I tried to cast the spell on the dashi..."
"Thank you for the food!" everyone but Asher said in unison as they broke apart their pair of attached chopsticks. The former priest had trouble breaking his apart though, due to the fact that he was foreign.
"I..."
Akihiko took a couple of noodles with his chopsticks and blew the steam away. He then smiled. "This looks delicious~!" he commented.
"...got a..."
"I agree," said Richard. "These noodles are robust and even lifelike!"
"...really bad feeling about it..."
As the crimson-haired male blew the steam away from his noodles...they began to squirm, making him shoot back in shock. Issei's noodles began to squirm too, making her feel scared. "They ARE lifelike..." she muttered. Sora sighed, knowing the mistake he made.
The noodles from all the males' bowls then shot out and grabbed all of them, lifting them up in the air. All screamed in shock. Asher's noodles cuffed his fists behind him and had his legs spread out, his bulge shown and a noodle on it. He blushed and felt very uncomfortable. "They really are alive!" he exclaimed.
"Argh! It hurts!" Richard also exclaimed, the noodles being tight around his chest...and bulge.
"Eeto, eeto..." Akihiko muttered, most of the noodles lining around his large bulge, some others digging down his pants and cuffing him back, nervously smiling and blushing. "Eeto, these things are tight!"
Kabu said nothing as some of the noodles covered his mouth and hung him upside down. Some of the noodles dug into his pants as well and others lined around his small bulge. He looked annoyed, however.
Issei squealed, her face turning perverted. "Oh, this is so HOT~!" she said in a fangirly/perverted manner. "The udon! So hot~!" She obviously wasn't talking about the udon, just the sight she was seeing...
As the female pervert began to eat her udon, Yumi looked terrified at the sight as she ate her live noodles in a heartbeat. She turned to Sora and asked, "What is this, Sora-san?!"
Sora grunted and pushed up his glasses in embarrassment. "Asher crashing into the table broke my concentration," he answered. Asher screamed as the noodles dug into his pants and lined up his butt cheeks. "And somehow..." Akihiko moaned as the udon suggestively went under his crouch. "The udon..." Kabu's chest was then being massaged by the noodles. "...came alive."
Richard, having some noodles in his pants and massaging his bulge, shouted, "STOP EXPLAINING AND DO SOMETHING!" One noodle went under his crouch, making him moan uncomfortably. What could happen next...?
Special #6: Asher-kun Transforms!
In the Hyoudou household, imaginary motorcycle sounds were heard and Asher was leaning on one motorcycle. He wore a...weird doctor outfit with a face mask...and make-up...and looked fiercely mad. "Hey..." he greeted in his best low, gruff voice. "You know I'm the baddest boy in town?"
However, he was in Issei's room, leaning on the wall while Issei herself was sitting at her desk, wearing her comfy pajamas and reading a volume of Seduction Boys. She looked at him with a puzzled look, sweat-dropping. "Asher-kun?" she asked. "What's with the outfit and the...make-up?"
He stopped leaning, took of his face mask, and walked to her, replying, "Oh, I was just trying to be a bad boy." He stopped in front of her.
"A...bad boy?"
He nodded. "Yeah..." He rubbed the back of his neck. "Last night, I was mulling over some things and came to the conclusion that if I needed to live my life as a devil, I have to be a bad boy, you know, being evil and callous."
She nervously smiled at him and closed her eyes. That's just being a bad guy, not a bad boy... she thought. Being a bad boy would be like Samaou-kun from Seduction Boys-a complete asshole, but totally hot~! She grinned lecherously.
The blonde-haired male then whipped out a magazine with a crazed female doctor on it. "That's why I tried to dress as this source suggests," he added.
Her grin disappeared and she sweat-dropped once again. That's just being crazy, not bad... she thought. She then nervously giggled and said to him, "You don't need to be a bad boy to live as a devil."
He looked at her in disbelief. "But you've been a bad girl since you peek at guys' changing..." She froze when she heard that come from his mouth. "...looked at their manhoods when they walk the hallway..." Her skin turned imaginarily pale. "And brought dirty magazines and manga to school!" It turned paler than pale. "Aren't you doing your best at being a bad girl everyday?!"
Issei's not going to lie, her perverted tendencies were wrong...but felt so right. Besides, she's not technically a bad girl since she wasn't "hot enough" and never had a personality like that. She nervously laughed and replied, "Now you've got the wrong idea, Asher-kun..." She sighed. I mean, I did those BEFORE being reincarnated into a devil...
"No, I don't!" he retorted, making Issei tense up and look at him. "Those are bad things and I'll try my best doing bad things too!"
Issei shot him a puzzled look once again. "What bad things?" she asked. He gasped.
"Well..." he began before grinning mischievously and stepping back before doing confident poses as he spoke what "bad" actions he'll do. "Every Monday, I'll get up early and drink all of the neighbor's delivered milk! I might even switch shoes in shoe boxes at school! Or I might even not pick up a dropped eraser in class! Or even stare at a random girl's breasts for...a second..." He trailed off, regretting what he said. Issei had a shocked look, not believing what he just said. He rubbed his temples. "Gah! Alright, that's TOO bad! I don't want to be TOO bad!" He then wrapped his hands in prayer and said, "Oh Lord, please forgive me for saying that." He grunted and crouched down as he got a splitting headache, as usual whenever he did that. He let out a pained cry.
"I...don't know what to say..." Issei commented, smiling nervously. However, the thought of Asher looking at other girls' breasts, even for a second, made her feel jealous and infuriated...
He stood up though and shouted confidently, "But I'll give it my all and train hard!" He was very determined to be a bad boy, no matter what.
Great... Issei thought as she stood up from her desk and asked, "I'll just being going to the bathroom, Asher-kun. I'll be back." She then left the room, leaving Asher all alone. Curious to see if there was anything to help him be a bad boy, he looked around her room for anything. However, he saw the manga she was reading. He wondered what she was reading about, so he grabbed it and began to read it, hopeful that he'll also find a way to be a bad boy with this.
...
When Issei was done with her business in the bathroom, she went into her room...and saw Asher in a completely different look. His hair was a little messy, he was shirtless and showing off semi-sculpted chest, and a baggy pair of jeans that showed the top of his underwear. He combed his bangs with his fingers and had a sexy scowling look. The female pervert gasped and blushed at the sight. "A-Asher-kun...?" she questioned. Though she loved the way she looked, his appearance looked very familiar...
"Issei-san," he replied in a deep, sensual voice before slowly walking towards her and closing the door behind her. He then gently pinned her into it and gingerly grabbed her chin, looking at her with a sensual face. He then asked her, "What do you think of me?"
"E-eh?" she replied, unsure of why he was acting like this.
"Do you think the others are better than me?"
"Wh-what?!" she exclaimed before shaking her head. "No! I would never think such a thing!" He may not be able to fight, but she liked him as much as she liked the other guys and Yumi.
"Oh really?" She replied with a nod. "Then that means I'm your number one. Only your number one...Issei-san."
Wait... the female pervert thought. I know that quote! Suddenly, he gingerly placed his lips on her neck and began to suck it, making her blush hard and moan a little.
"Ah, A-Asher-kun!" she cried out. She got sudden déjà vu. Seeing her confused and (what looked like to him) uncomfortable face made Asher get his mouth out of her neck and look very worried and guilty.
"Oh god!" he exclaimed before having a headache strike him. "I'm sorry! I was hesitating to do that! I mean, I didn't mean it! That's just what bad boys do...right?"
Rubbing her neck and never letting go of the feeling of Asher kissing it, Issei asked, "Why did you do that and acted like that?!"
"Oh, uh..." He then got out the manga from behind him and said, "I've been copying from this source since this Samaou guy did it."
The female pervert froze, short of breath when she saw that in his hands. He read THAT?! she thought. Lesson learned: Keep a hiding place for your Seduction Boys manga, Issei! Though she did think he looked sexy, that was only because he practically cosplayed as Samaou. She sighed and looked up at him, placing her hands on his shoulders and saying, "Listen, Asher-kun." He nodded, gesturing that he was listening. "You can be yourself, you know. You don't have to worry about being a 'bad boy'."
"What?" he asked in a puzzled voice.
She smiled reassuringly at him. "Me, along with the others, accept you for who you are. You are considered one of us. There's no need to be bad just because you're a devil." She meant all of it. Asher was a pretty different guy and she wouldn't like his boy-next-door personality thrown away for a bad boy one.
He was actually surprised that she liked him the way he was along with the other devils as well. He smiled at her and hugged her, saying, "Thank you, Issei-san! I promise I won't change!" Both blushed. Issei grinned. At least he won't change who he was and it was final. And he wouldn't change, as long as Issei doesn't mind it.
The next evening, Issei swept the clubroom while Richard was laying on the couch, playing chess. She rubbed the spot where Asher sucked on her neck. Man, Asher can take any too seriously... She did smile a little. It is kinda cute, though. Guess that's part of his boy-next-door personality~!
"Isa," Richard said to the female devil, making her stop sweeping at look at him.
"Yes, President?" she replied with a smile because of her thoughts.
"Why do you keep rubbing your neck? It's the 10th time you've done so."
"O-oh..." She blushed hard and nervously laughed, making him look more curiously at her. "I don't know why I'm doing that exactly! Maybe it's itchy today?" She nervously chuckled before continuing to broom, her back against him. I can't get that feeling of Asher-kun kissing my neck though...don't know if that's a good thing or a bad thing...either way, I kind of liked it... She grinned a little and swayed her hips back and forth a little, showing that she did like the feeling of neck kisses.
Richard was clueless to this though, but then he thought that her rubbing her neck a lot might have something to do with Asher. After all, the two have been very close...he wanted to be just as close to Issei though...
Done! What do you think? Not too sloppily written, right? If there are any errors, please tell me so I can fix them!
Sorry about not updating for a couple of weeks. I went on a camping trip with my family to relax. It did work and now I'm fully relaxed. However, that costed some days to not update this. Hehe...sorry...
But anyways, Special #5 was awkward for me to write since...well, udon tentacles...on men...
And I know Special #6 was pretty short, but I hope it was still enjoyable!
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