Sorry for the late update. I have been busy these past few days, and the English language is so hard to write... Ahhhhhh!
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Chapter 3: No Hate
Kuoh Academy is a prestigious school with three divisions: Middle School, High School, and College. It used to be exclusively for girls, but there were rumors that it might become co-ed next year due to the demolition of Kuoh High School.
Inside the academy grounds, there was an old school building that managed to escape demolition, all thanks to a certain club - the Occult Research Club, which consisted of a group of girls.
Inside the building, the club's president was seated at a table.
Rias Gremory couldn't shake off the lingering questions in her head.
No, it wasn't about her arranged marriage with that chicken bastard, Riser.
But it was about the traces of a Fallen Angel from the previous day, as reported by her servants, Kiba and Koneko. There were no signs of Fallen Angels using the abandoned church as their base or traces of their presence being there.
This raised three important questions:
First, how did the Fallen Angel enter her territory without alerting her or Sona?
Second, who was the one who confronted the Fallen Angel?
Lastly, Where did the Fallen Angel and their confronter go to?
"This is so troublesome," Rias removed her fake glasses and placed them on the table. "I still can't figure this one out! Why and how the Fallen Angel entered Kuoh under my nose!? Ahhhhhh! So frustrating!" She ran her fingers through her crimson hair in annoyance.
"Ara~ Being angry like that will give you wrinkles and ruin your beautiful face, you know?" a playful voice chimed beside her. It was her queen, Himejima Akeno. "Also, I brought some tea to help you relax, Buchou." She placed the cup of tea on the table next to Rias's glasses.
Akeno was the same age as Rias, but her breasts were bigger and more bouncy than Rias's and even adult women's. She had long black hair tied into a ponytail that reached her hips, held together by a yellow ribbon, and a pair of beautiful violet eyes.
She was literally a Yamato Nadeshiko type of character.
"Urgh, first of all, don't call me old. But thanks for the tea." Rias savored the aroma of the tea before taking a sip. "Ahhhhh~"
"Ara~ Buchou, how could you accuse me of such a thing? I never called you old. But how was the tea?" Akeno playfully inquired.
"It's excellent, Akeno. Just what I needed." Rias replied, enjoying the tea and paying no mind to Akeno's teasing.
"You're welcome~" Akeno then narrowed her violet eyes at Rias. "Any progress on that matter?" Her voice sounded slightly irritated, as though she didn't want to discuss it but was still curious.
"You mean the Fallen?" Akeno nodded, and Rias shook her head in response. "For now? Nothing at all. We all know that a Fallen entered Kuoh, but that's about it."
"You know, if you told Kaichou, it would be easier to solve this, right?"
Rias pouted cutely and rested her head on the table. "But I want to solve this case myself!"
"Haaaaah, sometimes you can really be a pain in the ass, Rias." Akeno sighed at the sight of her King.
"Hmph!"
"Listen here, Master." Standing before him was Muramasa in the flesh. Both of them are currently inside his mindscape. "There are 3 types of Fusei Muramasa." She pulled out Fusei Muramasa from its sheath.
Issei raised his hand.
"Do you have a question, Master?"
"Can I?"
"Yes, you can."
"By 3 Types, Do you mean Fusei works just like Zanpakuto from Bleach? Like no-name Zanpakuto to Shikai and then Bankai." Issei asked curiously, as he was a fan of Bleach due to...the female characters, especially Yoruichi.
Who doesn't love a sexy cat girl like Yoruichi?
Muramasa shook her head negatively. "No, Master. Fusei Muramasa doesn't work like Zanpakuto. Also, types and stages aren't the same. To simplify it, Fusei is more like the flavor of ice cream you pick – vanilla, chocolate, or strawberry."
"So you mean instead of evolving, Fusei gave you a few different options." Muramasa nodded her head at his statement.
"Yup," Muramasa replied; she then pointed Fusei at Issei. "The one in my hand is [Fusei Muramasa: Miran]. Like I said before, this sword can cut through any kind of magic, but it is too blunt to be of any practical use; it can't even chop a fish."
"I see... So what about the other two?"
"We have two more swords: [Fusei Muramasa: Shokan] and [Fusei Muramasa: Yasei]. But I can't explain what they can do or how to summon them." Muramasa said as she slid Fusei back into its sheath.
"Why not?"
"Because right now, you can barely handle one," Muramasa replied. "Without me boosting you with my magic, you won't be able to do anything, even with a sword that could cut through the heavens itself. I know it's tough to hear, but the truth is, you are weak."
"Ouch, that hella hurt. Don't you feel bad for saying that kind of stuff to this poor innocent Hyoudou-san?"
"Hmm? You're far from innocent, but you do have the potential to grow stronger," Muramasa stated. "With enough time, you can even surpass me when I was still active on the battlefield."
"When you were still alive..." Issei muttered under his breath. Muramasa doesn't look that old compared to him. Did she die when she was around his age? What was the cause of her death? Was it an illness or on the battlefield?
The thought of Muramasa dying on the battlefield made his stomach churn. It was hard for him to imagine a beautiful woman like Muramasa lying on the grass, covered in her own blood.
"Hey, Muramasa..." Issei looked up at her, no, not at her breasts but at her face. "There's something I want to ask you, can I?"
Muramasa raised an eyebrow, responding, "Why ask for my permission? Just ask."
"...What is your three size?" the question slipped from Issei's mouth, and Muramasa fell silent. He locked eyes with her, waiting for her response.
{Wake up! Wake up! If you don't wake up, I-I'm going to k-kiss you!}
"Oh, it looks like your alarm already rang. See you in a bit then, Pervert Master," Muramasa said playfully before walking away.
"Dang it," Issei muttered, ruffling his hair in annoyance.
Instead of asking about her three-size, Issei actually wanted to know the cause of her death. However, he feared it might make her sad, especially with how young she looked, so he quickly changed his question to spare her feelings.
"Morning, Hyoudou."
"Morning, Murayama."
They greeted each other as Issei coincidentally met Murayama during his jogging session. It seemed like she had been waiting for him at a particular spot and only came out after spotting him, her crush.
Issei was wearing his PE uniform because of what happened to his tracksuit when fighting against Lexter, which led to his mother scolding him (he lied, saying he accidentally burned it while ironing). Meanwhile, Murayama wore a different tracksuit from the one she had on yesterday. This one was lime green instead of pink.
"So, how was your night?" Murayama asked as she jogged beside Issei, her breasts slightly bouncing up and down.
"Well, nothing much," Issei replied. "And how about you? Did you get enough rest after everything that happened yesterday?"
Murayama blushed a bit as she had a rather interesting dream about our main protagonist. She shook her head a little, hoping Issei wouldn't notice her reddening face, and replied, "I had a great rest. You told me not to worry too much, so I did."
"Oh, wow, you really took my advice to heart," Issei said, feeling a bit surprised by Murayama's reaction. She then huffed and gave him a mean look.
"After what happened? Of course, I will take your advice, idiot."
"Heh, is that so? I thought you took my advice because you have some secret crush on me or something like that." Issei said with a grin. He was teasing her in a friendly manner and was still unaware of Murayama's actual feelings towards him since they hadn't interacted much before yesterday.
"W-Well, so care to explain what actually happened yesterday? Who was that guy? What is he, and more importantly, what are you?" Feeling embarrassed, Murayama looked away from him and waited for his response to her questions.
"Sure," Issei replied. "But let's finish this first, and then I'll tell you the whole story."
Muramasa warned him that revealing the truth in open space could attract unwanted attention from other supernatural beings, putting both him and Murayama at risk.
She nodded slowly, and they continued jogging around Kuoh Town. The town appeared unchanged, with kids playing outside during their summer holidays and adults chatting at their neighbors' front doors.
Eventually, they stopped in front of a house with a nameplate that read "Hyoudou." It was undoubtedly the Hyoudou Residence. Murayama started to panic inside her mind as the boy she liked led her to his house.
"Come on in, Murayama," Issei offered, inviting her into his house. While it didn't bother him, Murayama's face turned beet red, blushing like never before.
"B-But, Hyoudou, what if your parents don't like you bringing in a stranger like me?" She stuttered nervously.
"Parents? Ah, they aren't home right now, plus they don't really care, and you are a friend, not a stranger," he replied with a smile.
They aren't home right now...?
They Aren't Home Right Now...?
THEY AREN'T HOME RIGHT NOW!?
"Murayama?" Issei tilted his head as the girl in front of him froze up and refused to say anything.
[...Master, I think you broke her.]
"You fool!" Lexter's ugly face, covered with bruises, was punched again. But this time, it wasn't Issei's knuckles delivering the blow; it was someone else.
"Why did you attack him!? Are you stupid!? Don't you know how idiotic your action is!? You almost made this mission fail! Don't you understand that the four of us are inside Devil territory!? You moron!"
The assaulter called him an idiot in three different ways.
He landed 3 feet away from his assaulter and had his back hit one of the pillars.
"Just be glad I decided to make this place our hideout instead of that stupid church!"
The person who attacked Lexter was a stunning young woman with long black hair and captivating violet eyes. Her face resembled Himejima Akeno, but her eyes were more mature and sharp. Her figure was also quite impressive, though not as much as Issei's mother.
She wore a daring and risque outfit symbolizing sadism and could only be found in BDSM videos.
"Ray-Ray!"
"What!?" Raynare shifted her attention to another person, her beautiful face still wearing a disgusted scowl.
"Don't you think he's had enough?" The voice came from a little girl who looked around fourteen or fifteen. She had blonde hair styled into twin tails and striking blue eyes. She was adorned in a Gothic lolita outfit. "Poor Lex-Lex, being punched by a Gorilla like Ray-Ray."
"Tch... Mittlet, this damn mess wouldn't have happened if you hadn't blabbered about it! Now look at the damn consequences of your stupidity! Kokabiel-sama tasked us with supervising that brat and assessing his threat level before taking action!"
"Be patient, Raynare," came the voice of a middle-aged man wearing a coat and fedora reminiscent of the 90s British era. "A simple mistake like that can be overlooked, and from how he dealt with Lexter, it's clear that the boy is indeed dangerous and a threat to Grigori."
"For once, I agree with Dohnaseek," a bombshell of a woman walked into the conversation. "That boy was indeed too dangerous for his own good. There's no way a normal human like him can harm a Fallen, no matter how much of a failure Lexter was. He clearly experienced in this kind of stuff."
"Oh, Kalwarner~ did you just pour out your undying love for this old man~? Oh my, I can see hearts in your eyes~ This old man feels so flattered~!"
"Shut up, you creep."
Raynare huffed before crossing her arms under her breasts like most women with huge tits. "Fine, I will tell Kokabiel-sama about this matter."
The four of them were the outcasts of Grigori, each representing a different flaw among the Fallen Angels.
Mittlet was a halfling with a Fallen mother and a Devil father; Lexter struggled with magic, unable to perform anything beyond a basic light spear. Dohnaseek was a coward who fled the battlefield during the Great War, Kalwarner betrayed Grigori's secrets in a fight against the former Maou, and Raynare lacked the typical physical capabilities of Fallen Angels, making her fragile.
Even though Azazel had already accepted them into Grigori, most of the other Fallen there despised them. In their quest to gain acceptance from their peers, Raynare sought help from one of Grigori's generals, Kokabiel.
Kokabiel informed them that they would be accepted if they completed a job he assigned to them.
Tired of being mistreated by their fellow Fallen, the group eagerly accepted the job.
"We will see if he agrees to let us eliminate Hyoudou Issei."
"Good Id-" Before Dohnaseek could finish his sentence, his face was sliced like butter.
"What the!?" Kalwarner exclaimed, utterly surprised, as Dohnasek's face was sliced horizontally, causing his upper face to slide off him. "Who the hell are you!?"
"My, my, my, what a happy-go-lucky bunch~" The man, in his early twenties with long white hair and beautiful amber eyes, appeared. He wore a traditional kariginu robe, making him stand out like a sore thumb in public.
"Care to spill the beans to this poor Kadoya-san about what you guys are planning to do with Hyoudou Issei-kun~?"
Today is the worst day for Raynare and friends.
Inside Hyoudou Issei's room, a boy and a girl sat facing each other. The boy was on the bed, and the girl was on the gaming chair. They locked eyes, silently staring at each other.
Murayama still couldn't wrap her head around the information Issei had given her.
The soul of Sengo Muramasa?
Fallen Angels?
Supernatural Worlds?
It all felt like something straight out of fiction. Issei's serious expression during the explanation made it hard for her to think it was a joke, and yesterday's event showed her that nothing is impossible in this world.
But something doesn't sit right with her...
No, it wasn't the fear of potential assassination.
No, it wasn't the thought of her life being far from ordinary.
No, it wasn't even that Issei had indirectly made her a target.
"Why did they have to target you?" What worried her the most wasn't her safety or her life, but it was Issei's involvement that troubled her the most. "Why does it have to be you? You did nothing wrong, right? So why do they want to hurt you?"
Issei scratched his cheek awkwardly. "Well, I think they may want to kill me before I can master [Fusei Muramasa]; but that's just my speculation."
"Then why are you being so calm about this? Aren't you afraid that you will die?"
Issei looked down at his hands. "Of course, I'm afraid..." He muttered, loud enough for Murayama to hear him. "But what can I do? Muramasa is attached to my soul; the only way to make them stop hunting me down is by killing myself."
"..." Murayama was speechless when she heard what had come out of his mouth. This was totally unfair. Why him?
"I know that maybe you will despi-"
"Stop right there..." Murayama interrupted him, her eyes softening. "I will never despise you, Hyoudou. You're really important to my life, so there's no way I could ever hate you. Hurt you? Maybe...especially when you're being a creep but hate you? I could never hate the guy that I fell in love with."
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Ewwwww, what a cringe chapter. Even a toddler can write better than you, MG Othinus!
As for the Fallen groups, I'm sorry to say, but I don't actually have any plans for them, so maybe I will just have Kai wipe them out from the story in this Chapter. I know this Chapter has rather clunky pacing and character interactions.
But I promise I will improve my writing so you guys can enjoy reading in better quality.
I also will take my time to make my chapter better and longer starting from the next chapter.