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On with the story then!

Speaking : "Why?"

Thoughts : 'Thinking'

Narrator : Explaining without being paid.

One of Kuoh Academy's Great Ladies, Rias Gremory was a crimson haired goddess in the eyes of the average person. Known for being caring and compassionate, it came as no surprise that she was well-loved from her peers at Kuoh. Often being remarked as a goddess in the form of a human however, being dubbed a goddess could not be further from the truth to what Rias really is.

A devil.

Rias is a pure-blood devil of the Gremory Clan, one of the seventy-two pillars of the underworld. Rias was confident in her abilities to overcome whatever obstacles came her way in the ever fascinating human world. But, this was wholly different from anything she was prepared for.

That being the giant problem named Satoru Gojo of course. The man, no she must rephrase, the teenager that beat her brother, the literal Lucifer, in a fight seemingly without trying. A fight that occurred six months ago during a meeting with the boy. Now said boy is in Kuoh, enrolled in the same academy as the siblings of two Satans of the underworld.

Sighing apprehensively, Rias glanced over to her childhood friend Sona, "Might you have an idea as to why he might be here? We can't exactly question him ourselves since we know his position on devil kind already."

Sona gave a small nod, "His stance on devils is troublesome but, we can use that to our advantage." Sona paused mulling it over, "The Fallen Angels hiding in the abandoned church, we need to initiate contact with them." Pushing up her glasses, she stared at the air, "My sister has told me that Azazel knows Satoru Gojo and that he owes him a favor for something Azazel did for him a while back. So, if the Leader of the Fallen knows him, we can assume that the rest of the fallen know him as well."

Rias raised a brow, "Sona, if we make contact with the Fallen, we don't know how they'll react to their sworn enemies marching towards their base. Besides we cannot assume every fallen knows him as well."

Gaining a steely look in her eye Sona looked Rias in the eyes, "We can only work on assumptions right now. If we fail at making contact with the Fallen, we must get our siblings in on this."

"Bwu-Huh?! Are you serious Sona?", bewildered, Rias's mouth hung open slightly as she gawked at Sona's statement.

"Yes." Sona stared at Rias with something akin to disappointment, "I'm more surprised you aren't, considering he took off your brother's arm. Not many can say they did that to the Lucifer of all people."

Biting the inside of her cheek, she studied Sona's face for a moment before looking away and mumbling something unintelligible under her breath.

Perplexed, Sona raised a brow at Rias's mumbling, uttering a simple what. Embarrassment coming off her form in waves, she shouted indignantly at Sona, "I said alright!" Pouting, Rias looked to the side muttering, "I just don't want my brother to get any more hurt than he already is.."

Sona's face softened at Rias's kind words towards her brother and shook her head at her friend's behavior. Glancing at the embarrassed Gremory heir, Sona looked outside a window towards a lone tree.

"We should gather ourselves before doing anything related towards the Fallen." Sona minutely glanced at Rias, "Didn't you say you were going to try and recruit someone new from the school?"

Surprised reverberated throughout Rias's body for a moment before staring at Sona with a hint of amusement , "Yes, I have my eye on the current troublemaker of the school. Hyoudou Issei was it?"

"What."

Rias had the audacity to stare at Sona like she grew a second head before quickly following up, "Koneko told me the boy smelled like dragons, he could have a powerful sacred gear, no?"

Sona sighed and shook her head at Rias's antics. "You amaze me Rias."

Rias just blankly stared at Sona confused. "Eh?"

"RACHOO!" Issei rubbed his nose, he didn't have allergies did he? Maybe someone was talking about him, 'Hopefully it's a hot girl.' Wearing a lecherous face he started daydreaming about the Student Council President. 'She was pretty cute, ah~~ hopefully it was her talking about me.'

Thinking back, Issei couldn't believe it's been an entire week already since school started. Already, his friends and him were dubbed the Perverted Trio when they got caught peeping in the girls gym locker room. He still didn't know how that small girl caught them when they were in the far corner lurking in the shadows.

Due to Issei's proud declaration of wanting to be a Harem King, he was known as the Pervert Trio Leader. It wasn't something that offended him however, far from it. This just made him act far more perverted in school whenever the moment arised.

But, being known as the Pervert King, made his popularity at the school horrible. Even when he was just minding his own business and not doing anything related to his lecherous nature, they spoke of him as if he was the plague reincarnate.

Groaning, he kicked a small rock across the pavement and gazed upwards at the sky. "I wonder… How do boobs feel?" Do they feel firm? Squishy? Smooth? He couldn't help but wonder since that's all he could do. He wasn't ever going to feel some boobs any time soon.

"Will I ever be able to touch boobs?"

"Y'know, usually people say those things inside their brain, but I doubt you have much of one if you said that aloud."

"GAH!" Issei clutched his shirt where his heart laid beneath. He looked to his left and saw an image that would be burned in his memory forever. A girl with violet eyes, long raven hair that reached her wide hips, long slender legs, an ample bosom, and while wearing a different school's uniform that revealed nothing yet everything to his eyes.

"Did I scare you?", the girl giggled at him. "Sorry about that", she chuckled. "Are you Hyoudou Issei by chance?"

"U-um", he swallowed, taking a deep breath, "Y-Yeah that's me, who's asking?"

"I am silly," she shook her head at him, "The name's Yuuma Amano", she paused as if contemplating her next words. He couldn't help but marvel at how beautiful she looked. She looked him in the eyes smiling, "Would you go on a date with me?"

His hearing must not have been working, a pretty girl didn't just ask him, of all people out right?! 'Breath, Issei, Breath' He tried to force a calmness that he was sure she didn't believe he had.

He dug out imaginary ear wax, and squeaked out, "Just to be sure, you are asking me out, correct!?"

Yumma raised a brow, "Why would I ask you that if I didn't mean it?"

"Holy shit…" he whispered under his breath while looking in her direction. "U-Uh, yeah I'd like to go on a date with you!" He cringed, hopefully he didn't sound too desperate. (He did)

She giggled at his demeanor, "Would tomorrow work?"

Tomorrow was Saturday, right? 'That gives me no time to prepare basically!' He shouted in his head. "Y-Yeah, tomorrow would work. How about around 9 am?"

He saw her think it over and then she nodded at him, "That sounds good and just to make sure you don't forget about this, here's my number."

'I WILL NEVER FORGET THIS!' He roared in his head.

She scribbled some numbers on a piece of paper, 'Where did that come from?' He questioned. Yuuma handed him the paper. "See ya tomorrow then, Issei-kun~!" Yuuma then walked off in a random direction leaving Issei to his thoughts.

"Holy shit" he paused, eyes widening, "I just got asked out by a girl. HOLY SHIT!" He yelled energetically. "HAHAHA EAT IT MATSUDA, MOTOHAMA, I GOT ASKED OUT BY A GIRL BEFORE EITHER OF YOU TWO DID!" He cackled out loud manically. Issei froze and whispered, "I need to find something to wear."

"Dammit.." He then looked up with a gleam in his eyes," I could always just borrow something from Dad" He slapped his fist on top of his palm. "That's it! I'll tell my par-err, no that would be a conversation I do not need right now."

"Not like Dad wears that jacket anymore."

If one were to look at Gojo Satoru right now, they would think all was fine with him right now. How wrong they would be.

"God dammit," he groaned out. "There's barely anything fun to do right now." In the past week Satoru figured out multiple things that were related to the supernatural. He learned which devils controlled over Kuoh Town and that just made his excitement drop, as they were pretty weak and not strong at all.

Rias Gremory and Sona Sitri. Any lesser man would see that as a sign not to continue living in devil territory since those two were related to two Satans. But Satoru isn't a lesser man. He would kill them right now, but that would leave him with nothing to do for a while.

Another thing was that he found someone interesting while in Kuoh Academy, which he barely attends anyway. Say what you will but school was a waste of time for someone like him. That being said, the person he found interesting was the leader of the "Perverted Trio".

"Hyoudou Issei," he tested the name of his tongue. He didn't really care that the guy was a pervert, what he did care about was what he sensed from him. It reminded him of a dragon, a very powerful one at that. "I wonder how strong you'll be."

'Who knows, maybe you can rival me,' he thought sarcastically as no one but God himself could rival Satoru. Sure, call him arrogant, he doesn't give a shit, but it was the truth. He was one of the strongest. Ask anyone and they would tell you it's the undeniable truth.

Anyways, Hyoudou Issei, an interesting guy, unfortunately for Satoru, the guy was a normie. Issei didn't know the supernatural existed yet. Sighing he mulled over different things to do in his head. "There's always those fallen by that broken down church."

Looking upward at the old Abandoned Church, Satoru couldn't help but laugh at how the Fallen had to make a base here. "What a piece of shit building," he laughed. Every step he took towards the door seemed to shake the ground and with a swift kick made the door burst open.

"Any crows living here~?" Satoru sang, words echoing off the empty interior of the church.

With a glance of his eyes, Satoru was able to notice four shadows hiding in the shadows of the roof. Raising a brow, he wondered for a moment if they knew hiding was pointless with these eyes of his. "Sooo, you gonna stay up there like an owl or-", he was interrupted by a shriek from the smallest of the shadows, "Why is he here, Raynare?!"

'Oh goodie, it's four rats.' he thought, dismissing them immediately.

"Quiet down Mitlett, I am sure there is a good reason as to why he is here.." The clear leader of the four spoke trying to calm the youngest of the four.

"Hopefully he's here for a fight." The tallest shadow spoke with a sneer he could feel even from where he stood.

"Quite a looker though, isn't he," came from a sensuous voice, the second tallest of the group.

"So," he said, interrupting their inner turmoil, "Are you all going to stay up there still or will I have to make you reveal yourselves?"

Simultaneously, all four shadows dropped to the middle of the church standing at full height, giving off an "intimidating" aura. The leader of the group was a raven haired woman with violet eyes and a full-figure with curves that any woman would die for and wearing a leather BDSM get-up which showed off quite a bit of skin and made Satoru raise a brow at her lack of actual clothing.

The second woman had deep blue hair and rust colored golden eyes. She was only wearing a red secretary outfit that was at least three sizes too small for a woman with her figure. The outfit seemed to be ready to burst at any moment, along with the fact it exposed quite a bit of cleavage and barely reached the halfway point of her thigh.

The last girl of the group had blonde hair that was tied up into two twisted pigtails and blue eyes. She was also quite small in stature, only 145 centimeters tall. The girl was wearing a maid lolita outfit.

'Am I seeing things? Is that child actually wearing a maid outfit?', thought a bewildered Satoru.

The only male of the group was 182 centimeters tall and the most average looking man ever, with the most bland fashion taste of them all. He was wearing a gray trench coat along with a gray fedora.

Suddenly pointing at them, Satoru said, "You all have shit fashion senses."

All three of the women spluttered in indignation, the male of the group could care less about what he wore and didn't care much about what he wore and did a hand wave that meant, 'why should I care'.

Coughing into her hand from embarrassment, Raynare went to tell Gojo their reasons for hiding out. "We are under orders from Lord Azazel to investi-"

"Yeah, I don't really care about your reasons for being here," Gojo said while walking towards them slowly and looking at the interior of the building. He whistled, "What a piece of crap base ya got, huh?," he said, looking Raynare in her eyes with his bright blue eyes that seemed, no did, stare through her soul.

Gulping, Raynare stuttered out, "I-It satisfies the needs of our operation." Inwardly, Raynare was furious that a human of all things was making her feel this small. She was a Fallen Angel! She was superior in every way! Raynare tried to move a muscle, yet under those eyes, she couldn't move without imagining a scenario where she didn't die.

When he removed his gaze elsewhere, Raynare had to hold a sigh of relief since she didn't feel that imaginary pressure anymore. Gritting her teeth, she had to hold back any type of insult she usually spouted whenever she was in the presence of a human.

'Yeah right, this guy isn't human… he's anything but a human. He's more like a..'

Monster

As if hearing her very thoughts, the beast turned back to look at her with those piercing eyes of its. "Raynare, right?" The beast asked her, trying not to stutter again she forced out a quick yes.

It gave her a once over as if looking for something before scoffing at her, "Tell me, do you think you are strong?." He said not even looking her in the eyes as he was observing the crucifix that hung on the wall.

Raynare gave a slight pause before answering, "I believe in my capabilities to hold my own against someone with similar strength to mine."

"So you don't think you'll be able to fight someone strong?"

"I-... Yes."

"Hm, tell me, have you found anyone interesting lately?"

The sudden shift in topics confused the fallen but she answered honestly, "I have found a boy that we believe to have a sacred gear." Hearing him stay silent she took that as a sign to continue, "His name is Issei Hyoudou."

"Is that so?", said a thoughtful Satoru. "Thanks for the info.", he said as he began walking away to leave the fallen to themselves. He paused as if he was going to continue before shaking his head and exiting the sight of the fallen.

Unclenching her fist, Raynare let out a breath she didn't realize she was holding in before glaring in the direction that Gojo walked off, cursing him "That fucking brat. Who does he think he is?!"

"Someone stronger than us," gruffly came from the male known as Dohnaseek who looked even more bloodthirsty than usual. "Fuck, I really wanted to fight that brat, but my instincts were telling me he could've killed me at any time."

Mittlet was the most scared as she looked as if she would piss herself at a moment's notice, mumbling to herself "H-He felt horrible, his presence was so… wrong." She was clutching her hands together hoping to ease her fear away.

"Are you still going to pursue that boy you found with the sacred gear?" asked a pale Kalawarna, whose legs were shaking from fear or arousal, it mattered very little to Raynare.

Closing her eyes to think it over if it was worth the risk to still pursue a probable weak sacred gear, she opened them again and looked at the rest of her small group. "The 'date' is tomorrow. I will continue with the set plans for Lord Azazel. After that we prepare for our incoming guest."

"Yes, Raynare", they said in unison as they all parted ways to prepare for the following day. Narrowing her eyes at the empty floor of where Gojo used to stand she whispered to herself, "Why do I feel so uneasy about tomorrow. It's just a child, nothing can go wrong. You are the best after all." Raynare tried to comfort herself.

"Haaa, acting all stuck up is definitely not me. I'll leave that to someone that to someone else." Gojo belated out loud. "But, I did learn that our resident pervert ringleader does have a sacred gear so I guess that's good."

"Ugh, I really wish I never met Azazel just so I could kill every fallen angel I meet. Useful favor my ass…" said a ticked off Gojo. 'Only reason I tolerate the guy was because of the fact he was the only supernatural being to tell me the history of Jujutsu Sorcery.'

"If it wasn't for him I would be going to the ends of the earth to learn anything I could about Jujutsu. Even learning about cursed energy was difficult to find as is," said a reminiscent Satoru.

Cursed Energy. It is negative energy created from negative thoughts from humans that release it uncontrollably. The more negative or heavy emotion the stronger the curse that is born from the cursed energy.

Non-sorcerers have no control over the amount of cursed energy that they leak leading to the formation of more curses in the world. Very few people can use and regulate their cursed energy because of that the term Jujutsu Sorcerer was created for humans that could control this cursed energy.

'Could've at least told me a bit more than the basics, damned geezer', thought a frustrated Satoru. As he entered the richer district of Kuoh, he spotted a store.

'Gehrman's Gangly Goods'

Interest peaked, Satoru entered the store and saw a wide selection of very expensive sweets. Eyeing them, he spotted one of the most expensive chocolates he's ever seen in a store like this. 'Maijie chocolate? Looks expensive.'

"Caught your eye, that one, eh?", a raspy voice came from behind him.

"Yeah… how much for it?" replied Satoru as he kept browsing the chocolates, having seen the old man as soon as he entered the building.

"Sixty thousand yen," said the smiling owner.

"Really?", surprised at the high price for chocolate of all things.

"I apologize if it's not in your budget sir, we have cheaper options in the back."

Offended at being called broke, Satoru simply smiled back, "I'll buy your entire selection."

Gehrman almost fell from the sheer surprise, and choked out, "A-Are you sure, sir? That would be qui-"

Satoru quickly pulled out his wallet and showed the owner over half a million yen in his wallet.

"I assure you, I am more than well off to purchase this much of your product." Collecting himself, the owner let Satoru grab as much chocolate as he desired at that moment. The owner was foaming at the mouth as this was the most money he ever got in a day from one brand alone. As Satoru left while holding all the chocolate he bought with infinity, he tried one of the Maije chocolates and begrudgingly admitted it was one of the better chocolates he's had in a while.

"I hate when candy tastes this good, it makes me wish I bought the entire stock." Well, he excused his behavior in buying the chocolates since the owner insinuated that he, of all people, was broke. He scoffed at the notion.

The Gojo clan are known for their businesses in foreign that dated back to the middle of the Heian Period. Since they've been in the trade business for a while, the Gojo clan has earned quite a bit of wealth

Eyeing his current bundle of chocolates floating with his infinity deduced it'll probably last him until tomorrow when he feels like buying more sweets.

Scoffing he muttered under his breath, "Me broke? What a joke."

Hello everyone! This chapter was meant for yesterday but I went through some editing to make sure I was satisfied with publishing it. If you have any questions let me know with your reviews and I'll answer them to the best of my ability next chapter!

Speaking of, I hope this doesn't feel like too much of a filler chapter to you all. Don't worry, the next chapter is going to be very interesting.

Next chapter will be released this friday!

-Solar