The melancholy life as an Immortal Demon

Volume 1 Chapter 2

It was late in the afternoon, most classes had club activities around this time so a lot of the classrooms were vancat which made for a perfect meat up spot. However, one Akira Ayuma leaned back in a chair tapping his desk frantically annoyed. His black cat sat idle by the window next to him purring in content.

"He's late."

"Did you give him the time to meet up? ~Nyaa."

"...Not really." Akira turned his head away. "Okay in my defense, I was being chased by a horde of angry girls. I didn't exactly have the time to sit down and chat with him you know."

"Sounds like you had way too much time on your hands, ~nyaa."

"Am I that obvious?" Akira asked.

"Only to you."

Akira huffed as he could hear his partners laughter echoing the room. You might be thinking to yourself, who on earth was he talking to when it was just him and his cat in the room? And to that answer...

"So what's the deal with the kid you brought me, Kuro-chan?" Akira glanced down at his cat.

"He smelled similar to Vail-kun. I'd figure it was worth looking into. ~Nyaa."

"Similar, how? His bad taste in cologne?"

"Like a dragon. ~Nyaa." She threw him a look.

"Hehe, I was totally going to say that next." Akira laughed nervously.

"Sure you were."

"Still though," Akira coughed in his hands. "I'm surprised the fallen angels snuck in the city like it's no one's business. It's almost like the gremory plans are to lure them out by attacking...the unawakened...sacred..gear...Shit." He stood up abruptly.

"We're are we going? ~Nyaa."

"To protect the investment!" Akira exclaimed.

"But didn't you have detention?"

"By using the power of BS plot device, it compels me to say fuck detention!"

"What's a plot device? ~Nyaa."

"Why hello there little devil," An elder gentleman greeted. "Are you lost without your master or are you just a wandering stray?"

"Nope!" Issei on instinct turned and ran away. His mother always told him not to talk to strangers. Especially if there are creepy old dudes dressed in businesses. It was an oddly specific analogy. In which case, this worked for him. The old man showed off a pair black wings that look remarkably similar to Yuuma-chan.

"I don't think so." The man with the fedora created a spear of light and threw it towards Issei.

"What the fuck- Guk!" Issei clutched his chest after getting stabbed by the spear. He rise his hand to see his own blood spilling out. He tried tugging on the spear only burn his hands in the process. "This is...This is just like Yuuma-chan! I see, I'm gonna die again. So not cool!"

"Sorry kid, but can't strays run amok in the city. Blame your master for not keeping a tighter leash on you." The man then created a second spear raising it slightly above his head. "No hard feeling you just have to die here!"

This was it. The creepy guy was gonna kill him and he didn't have any strength to fight back. They say history like to repeat itself, he never thought that meant literally! Someone, anybody, please help him!

"Dynamic Entry!"

"Huh? Wak!" In a moment notice, the man with a spear was suddenly kicked in the face, sending him flying across the street. Standing in his place was a young boy with short messy blond hair wearing his academy uniform. Issei definitely felt like he knew the boy.

"No need to worry, Issei. Because Kouh academy's noble green beast is here to save the day!" Akira grinned. "Hehe, top fifteen things I always wanted to say, and I nailed it!"

"Wait! You're the pervy kid from school!" Issei exclaimed.

"How rude!" Akira turns his head away with his cheeks puff. "I don't want to hear that from a renowned pervert!"

"YOU!" The man that attacked him early screamed out. His clothes were a mess, tears and scratches can be seen clearly as day. Akira's surprise attack must've done a number on him. "It can't be! That unruly messy blonde hair. Topple with your youthful appearance! I heard you sealed away ages ago! Seven deadly sins Beelzebub!"

"Beelzebub? Man I haven't heard that name in years." Akira scratched his head. "What a throwback, but I go Ayuma Akira these days. I'm this kids master. So don't go touching my property with those filthy hands of yours. Or I'll show you why I'm known as the sin of gluttony."

"Damn you to hell! I won't forget this!" The man drew out his wings and flew away.

"Aw man! I forgot to ask for his name! How did he even know my name? Oh well, I'm sure he wasn't really important anyway." Akira huffed turning to issei who was still bleeding on the ground nearly conscious. "Hey! Are you alright! You still alive over there? You gotta tell me if you're dead or not."

Issei coughed up blood and face planted on the cold concrete floor.

"...Oh right, you can't talk anyone if you're dead."

"Just heal him already! ~Nyaa!" His cat hissed out.

The next day...

"Master you're home! Yip! Yip!"

"Ouf!" Akira groaned he was abruptly woken by his pet fox. He greeted by her licking his face, a common display of affection from his animal. "Okay, okay! I'm up Atago! Geeze, I just spent the night healing an idiot. Can't a guy catch a break?"

"Atago you dirty cheat! I was going to do the same thing!" Kuro hissed from the side.

"Ufufu! All's fair in love and war Kuroka-chan!" Atago giggled. "Now that darling is up, we can get down to business."

Atago traced her paws up his chest. "Darling! Shall I draw a bath for you? Or would prefer something to eat? Or maybe perhaps~

There was a sudden puff of smoke. Akira felt the weight of a person straddling on his lap. A bust beauty caresses his chest lovingly, wearing nothing but an apron. She brushed away locks of her long and beautiful ebony hair. He could always get lost starring in her golden yellow eyes.

"Me~."

Akira stared long and hard at Atago contemplating on his own answer before turning away.

"Eh, six out of ten."

"What!" Atago leaned back in shock, like she took an arrow to the chest.

"Would've been a solid seven had you not started off as a fox." Akira reasoned. "It was a nice attempt thought."

Atago fox ears twitched as she could hear Kuroka crackling madly behind her. "Oh, be quiet Kuro-chan! You've done the same thing!"

"I would've succeeded! Cat's are better than foxes after all! ~Nyaa!"

"Come on you two. Can we please not do this early in the morning." Akira pleads went unheard as fox and the cat glared at each other. "Welp there goes my afternoon."

*Knock!**Knock!*

Akira heard a knock coming from his door, he motioned for the two to cease their fighting.

"Come in!"

"Pardon my intrusion master." the door opened to reveal another busty older lady with a sword strap to her waist. Her long ebony hair even tied to a ponytail reached her waist. Like Atago, she too had fox ears but those were less noticeable and tucked away by her long locks of hair. Her golden yellow eyes held a serious firm look as she waited for her next order. She looked remarkably similar to atago. In fact, this was Takao. The elder twin sister to atago.

"Good morning, Takao." Akira smiled. Out of all his servants he always really on her to get things done.

"And to you as well master, our guest has awoken. And is waiting patiently down stairs. I shall begin making breakfast shortly." Takao spoke softly with a bow. "Before you depart, Atago due make yourself descent this time. I don't want a repeat of what happened in Kyoto."

"One time!" Atago cried out. "Let that go already geez!"

Akira snickered in his hands. "Don't worry, we'll be down shortly."

Takao nodded and leaves the room shortly after. With her gone Akira turns to his other beloved servants. "Now, how about we meet our new younger siblings?"

"Takao-chan is so mean, it was only one time accident I swear." Atago mumbled.

Kuroka looked at her master. "Um? Context? Seriously, what happened in Kyoto?"

"Ah, you weren't around that time." Akira grinned. "Then that would be spoiling! A story for another time perhaps!"

"Wahh! I can never show my face around there again!" Atago cried.

Kuroka gave a pleading look to Akira. This was perfect material to tease back Atago that she was missing out on.

"Nope not telling! Suffer in silence." Akira grins and walks out of the room after getting dressed.

Afterwords...

Issei Hyoudou fiddled his cup nervously. After waking up he found in home that wasn't his own. The first thing he recalled was being stabbed in the chest by a creepy guy dressed in a suit. He had wings similar to Yuuma-chan his ex. He got saved by a short blond kid from his school who turned out to be his senpai. And then he woke up here with his chest wound that somehow someone healed, he had no idea what else to call it but magic, and was now being served tea by this busty older lady with sword strapped to her waist. It's fine, everything's fine. Just a regular day in the neighborhood.

'That sword can't be real, right?' Issei wondered. At this point, being stabbed by an angel like Yuuma-chan sounded way more sense to him, then being served tea by a beautiful girl with a sword at her waist.

"Drink." Takao commended. Setting the tea down in front Issei. "It'll revitalize your spirit."

"R-right!" Issei had know idea what she meant by that. But graciously accepted the tea anyway. "Thanks."

Takao nodded and walked into the kitchen. "Wait here, the master will greet you shortly. I shall begin making breakfast."

"Master?" Issei wondered.

"Well, well, well, good morning sleeping beauty. You certainly slept like a log."

And that's how Issei found himself face to face with Akira Ayuma. Kouh's academy third year student, the infamous delinquent child. To his left sat another busty lady that was really hard not to out right ogled her. She was probably the other lady's sister. They looked a lot alike or so he only assumed.

Atago giggled at the boys obvious staring. Akira leaned against his right palm resting his chin against it. To his left he strokes Kuroka as she laid on the table. Until finally he spoke up.

"Issei Hyoudou. Death just seems to follow you wherever you go." Akira sat up. "Not even a day has gone by before you were attacked again. Why do you think you draw so much attention despite your overall...average appearance?"

Average? Well that was harsh. Even if it was true.

"They must have wanted something from me right?" Issei answered. "Homicide is usually about the intent behind the action right? Not once but twice I was targeted because of something they must want. Or they don't want me to gain THAT something in which they want. At least, that's what I've seen on T.V. I doubt That I'd have a yandare girlfriend. Yuuma-chan didn't seem psychotic to me.

"Huh, so you're not just stupid." Akira blinked. "I'll give you some credit. It's not that they want anything from you. But something they don't want any humans to have."

"Like what?" Issei asked.

Akira smirks in response. "Well, I hope you like long stories. Because this one will take awhile to finish."