(The idea for this story has been borrowed, WITH PERMISSION, from an author named founderman on DeviantArt, or MrHouse2281 on AO3. The story that this is borrowed from is called 'High School DXD: A Titillating Conspiracy.' It only has one chapter on DA, but there is more on the author's AO3 account. Give both that story and the author your love. They write a lot more than I do. More notes from this silly author at the end.)
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Disclaimer: I still do not own HS DxD.
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Chapter One - (Non)Intellectual Exercise
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As Xenovia stepped out of the teleportation portal, she was greeted by a familiar voice.
"Oh good. Are you ready for today's class?"
She nodded before replying, "I am. It has been a tough week for Student Government and this is my chance to relax." She smiled at her fellow devil, "And what about you? How is Sona's school working out?"
Tsubasa Yura sighed, "It is almost finished being rebuilt. Hopefully soon we can start getting students signed up."
"You will. You'll have plenty I am certain. But we better go to the class before we are late."
Tsubasa nodded, "Yes we better."
Both of them walked out of the alley Xenovia had teleported into and went to a small building that stated it was for "Martial Arts Training." Once inside, they were greeted by a female instructor that bowed to them.
"Thank you both for coming. I know this might be asking a bit much, but…"
Tsubasa smiled, "Don't. I know I am honored to be asked to teach self-defense to others. Especially women."
Xenovia nodded in agreement, "There is always a need to be able to defend yourself against anyone that might try to take you by surprise."
The instructor smiled, "Thank you both for understanding. If two of my assistants were not out sick, I might be able to teach this large a crowd. But as it is…" She gestured behind her, and both devils could see there were at least thirty women sitting and waiting in the adjacent dojo. Sitting in seiza at the front of the dojo was another instructor, this one male. It was obvious that his job was to be 'the aggressor.'
After thirty minutes of lecturing and demonstrations resulting in the male instructor being thrown onto the padded floor several times, it was decided that a break was needed. As everyone returned to sitting by the walls, the male instructor pushed some panels aside to reveal a large big screen television and several smaller devices underneath it. When several women asked about the television, the male instructor mentioned that there were several videos about self defense and this was a good time to show one to everyone. He turned it on and adjusted the volume before pushing a button on what must have been a DVD player as the screen flashed when he did so. The instructor then left the room and dimmed the lights just in time for the video to start appearing on the television.
As all of the women present focused their attention on the video, no one noticed that the male instructor did not return to the dojo.
It started off simple enough, talking about five basic self defense techniques that everyone needed to know. Although Tsubasa had some doubts about the first technique, thinking that most people would be arrested if they attempted to put their fingers into the eye of their attacker. She continued to watch the video though, trying to pay attention to the techniques.
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[33 women watching video. Including two devils. Instructions?]
Text sent.
The male instructor did not have to wait long for a response.
[Watch them and see how they react when they awaken. It takes some time for the suggestions and commands to sink into normal minds, even with the aid of Magic. If the message took hold, you will know.]
Just as he read that, his phone received another text.
[We were wise to prepare several discs. You may need to use them all to influence the devils to our cause. Keep up the lessons if you can. The Erotic Empire will become Reality.]
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Tsubasa blinked when the lights came back up. She shook her head and mentally berated herself for obviously zoning out when the video ended. The male instructor came into the dojo and encouraged everyone to practice using the techniques shown in the video. With that, he demonstrated a technique that must have been in the video, but Tsubasa didn't remember seeing. She must have been really out of it to have missed that. She gathered a small group of women together and helped to demonstrate the technique to them and let them practice on her.
She also encouraged them to practice the technique that had the victims go for an eye, but she stressed very firmly her belief that particular technique might get them arrested. Several women nodded in agreement. When one mentioned that technique was the only one she remembered from the video, Tsubasa felt slightly better knowing she wasn't the only one who apparently didn't remember the other techniques. She glanced over at the male instructor to see if he was showing off a different technique for the women he was training, and discovered that he was obviously distracted by several of the women openly flirting with him. He was trying, and failing, to maintain control. Before she could even begin to move towards him in an effort to help, he suddenly broke away from his group and went to the middle of the room.
"Alright everyone," he said firmly, "Let's take a short break and watch another self defense video."
Everyone settled back and seated themselves where they had sat for the first video. When the lights dimmed, Tsubasa's eyes were firmly on the television. She was determined to pay better attention to the techniques shown in this video.
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[Success! Four women were obviously desiring me! Praise the Erotic Empire!]
The reply was quick and very pointed.
[Any changes in the devils?]
[Not that I could see. Although one was eyeing me just before I started the second video.]
Again, the reply was quick and pointed.
[Keep watching them when possible. I know you wish to satisfy your urges, but the time is not right yet.]
[I shall do as instructed.]
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Xenovia shook her head when the lights came back up. She needed to stop daydreaming about Issei and focus on what she was doing. She remembered two of the techniques shown in the video. As she stood up, ready to help the other women learn to use those techniques properly, she glanced over at Tsubasa. She noticed that not only Tsubasa, but the women around her as well seemed to be slightly confused.
It was perfectly normal.
It was nothing to worry about.
She didn't need to think about it.
The male instructor resumed his position at the front of the room and again encouraged everyone to break up into groups to practice the techniques shown in the video. Xenovia led her small group off to a corner and started pairing them off so they could alternate using the techniques while she supervised. She noticed that Tsubasa was doing the same thing in the opposite corner.
Tsubasa really was fit, Xenovia decided. It was obvious to her that Tsubasa was good at teaching physical combat techniques. Her arm and leg muscles were well defined obviously because she trained so much.
Training, right. Focus Xenovia.
She focused on watching the women in her group practice their moves, correcting them when necessary. Some of the women seemed to appreciate the gesture, while the others seemed distracted. She caught two or three stealing glances at the male instructor while practicing. While she would glance over at the male instructor occasionally, he wasn't Issei. He might practice and train, but Xenovia was sure he didn't train as much as Issei did. The female instructor was also fit, but not as fit as Tsubasa was. That wasn't a bad thing in her mind. If normal humans faced the threats that both Rias's and Sona's peerages faced, they would be much stronger than they currently were. At least their muscles would be as well defined as Tsubasa's were.
Focus Xenovia. Training women. Self defense.
Shortly after the third time Xenovia found her focus drifting to Tsubasa instead of watching the women in her group the male instructor announced there would be one final video. Everyone slowly shuffled to seating positions, and Xenovia decided to sit by Tsubasa for this last video.
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[One devil appears to be eyeing the other. Hard to tell with the number of women trying to flirt with me now.]
Once again, the reply was quick and pointed.
[There is an agent on the way to your location. They should be outside the door as the video ends.]
[What? Why?]
For the briefest of moments, the male instructor felt betrayed. The reply he received immediately dispelled that concern.
[The Empire has practically no information about Devils and their Society. The agent is directed to follow them and gather information as well as recruit them into the Erotic Empire. We will use them to help 'encourage' other Devils to join.]
He knew what that meant. After all, the videos were designed to 'encourage' women to join the Erotic Empire. If only by loosening up their morals. Sex and Love were the major themes of the Empire, after all.
He wasn't worried. He had plenty of women already. As far as he was concerned, it would be a matter of time before everyone was in the Erotic Empire, enjoying the benefits of Sex and Love. World Peace would become Reality as everyone would be too busy enjoying themselves to worry about past differences.
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Xenovia blinked as the video ended and the lights came back up. As she went to shake her head, she noticed that her hand was resting on the floor touching Tsubasa's hip.
It was perfectly normal.
It was nothing to worry about.
She didn't need to think about it.
She was a friend.
She then noticed that Tsubasa's hand was in a similar position adjacent to where her upper thigh met her hip.
It was perfectly normal.
It was nothing to worry about.
She didn't need to think about it.
She was a friend.
Friends make sure their friends are happy.
Xenovia looked over at Tsubasa and asked, "Do you want to go somewhere after we leave here?"
Tsubasa smiled, "We can. I have time."
Both stood up and walked out of the dojo. Focused as they were on the other, neither really noticed the same scene playing out throughout the room as they left.
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Nimrod Notes
Tsubasa Yura and Xenovia Quarta are asked to help train self-defense to a large group of women. No one suspects that this may be the beginnings of yet another conspiracy against Humanity and Devils and Angels alike.
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I said when I posted the final chapter of 'Walburga's Revenge' that Big changes are in the works for me. I said than that they are going to affect my writing.
I have a license to sell Health Insurance in the state of Missouri. I have a job lined up, and I am even being headhunted by another company to work for them.
In a case of 'two steps forward, one step back,' I have been laid up again due to health reasons. First my foot became infected enough to require a brief stay in the hospital early last month. Now the original wound has become reinfected, and has opened up enough that I have to return to Wound Care.
I am all but broke, and slowly going stir crazy from doing absolutely nothing. Which is perhaps why I am putting so much focus on this story. I have Chapter 2 almost ready to go, and am over half done with Chapter 3. According to Google Docs, there is 4125 words to this story already. Not bad for a month's work for me.
I suppose I need to suck in my Pride and get a or Subscribestar account so if you want to throw money at me, you could. I just HATE the feeling of being this broke and needing some sort of help. I do have something in the works to survive the month. I will know more after the 7th of July.
I said earlier that this story is borrowed. Go read founderman's first chapter of 'High School DXD: A Titillating Conspiracy' on DA or AO3. Encourage him to post more. Especially since there is more to read besides that story that has several characters in the HS DxD universe under Mind Control that are fun to read.
As always, I cannot improve if I do not know I am making mistakes. So if you see something that needs improvement, LET ME KNOW!