Since we're in the 'highschool' part of 'High School DxD', there's gonna be some changing POVs for different characters. Mostly the devils, since they're kinda the focus of the original series. That said, that doesn't mean the big G isn't showing up-I'm not gonna blue ball people like in GoT, I promise.

Also, OC alert for this chapter in case you're 'triggered' by that, because I'm introducing the first OC haremette and a possible OC villain organization/group. I really hope that if you don't like that, you stop reading.

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"So, I heard you got into a fight~!"

That was the first thing Kai-sensei said the moment we walked into the dojo. To be fair, he didn't seem mad right away, but he was clearly keeping himself level.

"Okay, so, to be fair, I might have gone a little overboard. But the guy did start it after-and I do mean after-I tried to de-escalate the situation," I shrugged tiredly while rubbing my nose, which still had some gauze sticking out of it. "Motohama got it on camera."

"Yeah, you're gonna love how his Wing Chun has gotten~!" the bespectacled boy giggled.

I dropped to the ground at that. "Life has no meaning~! Kill me now…"

"Okay, disappointment in one of my best students aside-"

"Why me~?!" I whined as I stood back up.

"What happened?" the blonde man asked flatly. "Give me details, give me an explanation. And please be forthcoming."

I sighed tiredly. "You want an explanation? Fine!" I suddenly grabbed my brother and our shared friends. "The explanation is that these dumbasses-"

"Oi, fuck you!" Issei growled.

"Dumbasses, couldn't behave themselves! Right after the opening ceremony, I said, 'hey, let's wait a week before any of you do the normal stupid shit that you usually do'. I mean, I knew they were gonna perv out, but I was hoping they'd restrain themselves~!" I let out a wild laugh as I let the three of them go. "They barely got through three days before they went back to their usual shit~!"

"...Honestly? You k-kinda set them up to fail," Kai-sensei chuckled.

"You were really expecting them to not get up to their usual antics?" Syu-sensei hummed as he walked past us.

"A guy can dream, can't he?!"

"The perv…finds a way~!" Matsuda said mystifyingly.

"Okay, so, these three decided to…which was it? Girl's locker room?"

"Swimming Club's changing rooms," I sighed.

"You guys fell for the easy traps, didn't you? See, there's always this spot near the different changing rooms that seems, on paper, like a good spot-ease of access, good view, all that stuff…but~!" The blonde man leaned forward with a wild look in his eyes. "It's a trap! A chokepoint that'll leave you bottled in and unable to escape! And you fools fell for it like a mouse looking for cheese!"

"Sensei! What are we supposed to do?! How can we prevent ourselves from falling into that trap again?!" Matsuda cried.

"You need to find the secret spot~! The one where you can still enjoy visions of heaven while saving your hides from being tanned by the flames of feminine fury~!"

"Uh…h-how do we find it?" Motohama asked.

"Pfft! You think I'm gonna tell you? That's for you three to figure out~!" Kai-sensei shook his head in amusement, ignoring the trio's depressed whines to address me. "So, these three found such an obvious peeking spot, and…? Don't tell me you beat up a random girl-"

"Hell no! I'm not gonna lay into a girl unless she really is a threat, same as you taught us. No, see, it started after those three were already beaten up…"


Earlier that day

"I can't believe you idiots couldn't even last three days!" I whined.

"Gee, how do you think we feel?" Issei said while nursing a budding goose egg.

"Pretty fucking stupid, I'd guess?"

"Hell no! You shoulda see it! The swim club was filled with endless babes~!" Matsuda giggled.

"Like I said before, there was no way we weren't gonna peek. You're a monster for thinking we could ever resist!" Motohama cried out.

"And look where it got you," I deadpanned, while looking around the courtyard.

A few people had gathered not too far away from us, watching as I'd laid into the three. Despite everything, most of the girls were still giving me distrustful looks.

"This is gonna be a pain. You know, the Student Council President actually wants a word with you?"

"For real? I heard she's a total babe~!" the bald boy sighed out dreamily.

"And that's just about all you'll probably end up remembering her as, huh?" I shook my head before pulling the three to their feet. "Well, I offered to bring your asses to her because I figured I'd be able to get you three lighter sentences."

"You'd do that?! Nii-san, thank you~!" my brother cried out.

I bonked him on the head lightly while glaring at him. "Don't get too excited, dumbass! The three of you will be lucky enough to not have ankle bracelets by the end of the day. Now-"

"Oi! You assholes!"

"Hmm?" I noticed a few of our upperclassmen stalking towards us. "Yo~! You guys need anything?"

"You're those freaks that was peepin' on the swim team, right? You fuckers got a lot of nerve!"

"...Matsuda, Motohama, phones," I said flatly. When the two didn't react, I let out a growl. "Start fucking recording, dipshits!"

"Oh! R-Right!" the bespectacled teen quickly rummaged around his pockets.

I noticed Matsuda doing the same, thankfully, so I turned back to the upperclassmen. "Hey, look, there's been a misunderstanding here. I'm dragging these idiots to Student Council, you don't have to worry-"

"Fuck that shit! And fuck you, too! You're probably in league with 'em!"

"I mean…one of them is my idiot twin brother-"

"Idiot? Fuck you!" said idiot twin brother cried out.

"So I kinda have to look out for him." I noticed at least a couple of the guys in front of me back away a bit with some apologetic looks. "Listen, anything you guys can do to them, I can probably do worse. I'm already dragging their sorry asses to the Student Council, so there's no need for this to get out of hand."

"Fuck off, perv! I haven't even gotten past first base with my girl yet! Why should you assholes get to see her naked?!"

"Look, I understand that you're angry, but there's no need for hostility-"

*THWACK*

I reeled back, crying out a bit as pain spread across my face. I was, thankfully, still standing, but my vision was swimming. When everything cleared, I saw the guy winding his arm up for another punch, one of his buddies beside him cracking his knuckles.

Nearby, I could see my friends-all three of them were staring in shock and worry. Matsuda and Motohama were, thankfully, recording everything. I noticed Issei looking at me, at my face specifically, causing me to grunt slightly as I moved my hand to my face.

…Yup, bloody nose. Lovely~!

I noticed the two upperclassmen stalking towards me with leering grins, and I returned them. "Well, guess we're doing this now…"


Now

"And…well, you're seeing what happened for yourself," I motioned as Motohama started playing the footage.

"Huh? Yeah, so, you're just about right…oh, that's a sloppy punch. How'd he nail ya with that?"

"Well, I was trying to not fight, so I didn't expect it," I told the blonde man. "I figured he was just puffing himself up to try and scare us. All bark, no bite-you know how it is."

As soon as I started the fight on-screen, Kai-sensei chuckled. "Yeah, apparently he was. Oof, one snap-kick and he's laid out~!" the blonde tilted his head curiously as he watched the other guy jump in. "Ah, your Wing Chun is sloppier than I remember it. Care to elaborate?"

"I…I was focusing on Baji and Muay Thai. The only thing I felt comfortable with when I wasn't working on those was Judo," I mumbled.

"His BJJ and Karate sucks now too. I should know about that last one, seeing as we did a pure Karate spar a while back," Issei said smugly. "He might as well have been flailing around like a baby."

"The flailing baby still kicked your ass~!" I teased.

"You…you-"

"Alright, cool it! And pause that, Motohama! Look, I'm not thrilled that you got into a schoolyard fight, Isashi. But, you at least tried to keep it from getting to that point, and those guys clearly weren't gonna back down," Kai-sensei tilted his head towards me with a mix of worry and annoyance spread across his face. "Try to be safer, alright? I know you're not some menace to society, but I don't wanna hear that any of you got into a street fight or something," the man then gave my brother a flat look. "Also, you shouldn't be taking his ass for granted. He was willing to get a broken nose for you, man."

Issei gave the man a frown. "You act like I wouldn't do the same."

"That's the correct response~!" the blonde smiled. "Now then-"

"Oh, it's not finished~!" Motohama chuckled.

"...Shit! Four-eyes, don't you dare-"

"Wanna see what happened after he won?" the bespectacled teen interrupted.

"Okay, this sounds interesting~!" the blonde smirked as Syu-sensei and Ikuzeki suddenly walked up with some of the other students. "Go on, tell us what happened. That look on your face says it's delicious~!"

"Haha! Why don't I show you instead?" Motohama smirked deviously before pressing play…


Earlier that day

Sona Sitri stared at the scene before her.

She stared at the three boys who'd been reported peeking on the Swimming Club members in their changing rooms. Two of them, the bald one and the boy with glasses, had their phones out, likely to record everything. Meanwhile, the third boy was groaning and clutching his hands to his head in horror.

Nearby, a boy identical to the third was standing over two battered, bruised, and weeping upperclassmen while folding his arms. Two more upperclassmen were standing several feet away from him, staring at him in shock and horror. The only injury the boy had was a bloody nose that was slowly trickling away.

Sona took a deep breath and motioned for her Queen, Tsubaki, to join her side. The two of them strode towards the boy with cool gazes.

"Hyoudou Isashi?" Sona offered.

"Yo~!" the boy in question turned to her.

"My name is Shitori Souna," the disguised devil said.

"Ay~! Sup, bitch!" the boy nodded her way.

"...I'm the President of Student Council," Sona said icily.


"HAHAHAHAAHAHA! No fucking way! You didn't! Oh shit, you did! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA~!"

Yeah, a bunch of the other students were laughing. Even the senseis were getting in on it. Kai-sensei was covering his face, trying (and failing) to hold in his laughter. Syu-sensei was in a similar predicament, though he was having a much easier time dealing with it.

"Okay, okay, hold on!" one girl chimed in, giving me the shittiest shit-eating grin I'd ever seen somebody give. "How expelled were you?"

"Surprisingly…not very," I shrugged.

"For real?! Damn!" one of the other students cheered. "That's sick dude!"

"I mean, I knew I was gonna need the footage to show her," I sighed. "I just didn't think she'd show up."

"Oh, that's why you had them film it?" I heard Ikuzeki chuckling.

"Of course that's why. If those guys were gonna force me to fight, I wanted to make sure I didn't get screwed over," I clicked my teeth in annoyance. "So, obviously, Kaichou wasn't pleased. But I really couldn't care, all things considered…"


"Ah, so you're Setokaichou, then? I told that one girl that I was gonna drag those three idiots over to ya' in a bit," Isashi motioned towards his brother and their two friends. "Thing is, I got a little side-tracked. See, I didn't expect some random asshole to punch me in the face~!"

"...There are many things that I feel the need to crack down on within this establishment. Peeking, for one thing," Sona eyed the other three boys angrily before shifting her gaze back to the bleeding boy, "is not something I will tolerate. And fighting is an activity I do not allow on school grounds."

"Aww, gee, really? Well, how 'bout this? I won't fight anybody if they don't attempt to brutally assault me without cause!" the boy shrugged while wiping his nose. "Agh! Yeah, that's lovely!"

"These two attacked you?" Sona asked the boy.

"Yeah, and I made sure those two behind me were filming so that I had all my bases covered. I'm surprised Tweedle-Dee and Tweedle-Dum here didn't just walk away once the camera started rolling." Isashi shrugged while rolling his shoulders and tilting his head back. "Everything I did before the assault was an attempt to de-escalate the situation. And I reserve the right to defend myself from aggressive animals who can't understand that we live in a civilized society where we don't go on violent rampages whenever we feel like it."

Sona adjusted her glasses as a frown tugged at her lips. "I can tell you're rather vehement on this point of view. But it is rather unbecoming of a new student to act violently in the first week of school, is it not?"

"You're not wrong. But violence was never the end goal. You can see the footage for yourself," the boy motioned to his friends offhandedly. "I'll take my lumps, promise, but I ain't going down for 'starting' fights. If you were paying attention, you'd remember that I wasn't the problem here."

"I will take that into consideration. However, that does not change the fact that violence has occurred on school grounds." Sona narrowed her eyes sternly. "I hope you'll understand that I can't let this go."

"Yeah, sure, I'll come with you, and you can do with me as you see fit. Don't take that the wrong way though!" the boy pointed at her with a distrustful gaze. "I'm not letting you near me when I'm alone. Who knows what you'll try to do to me?!"

"E-Excuse you? What I'll try to do?"

"You just seem like the type who I need to watch out for. You and your secretary," Isashi nodded to Tsubaki. "You're both very gorgeous…but, like, you've got those scary glasses, it makes me think of Gendo from EVA. I can't help but feel like you guys are up to something."

"Just what are you insinuating?!" Sona hissed.

"I'm not insinuating anything if you have nothing to hide, Commander Ikari," the boy shrugged while walking towards the girl, motioning towards the other three boys behind him. "Oi! Come on, we're getting detention or something. Either come and accept it, or they'll hunt you down and strap you into a giant robot!"

"But I don't wanna get in the robot!" Motohama cried out.

"Shinji, get in the damn robot!" Issei sighed out before grabbing the other two boys and pulling them along.

Sona let out a small growl before turning towards the upperclassmen. "I'd suggest taking those two-" she motioned to the two downed seniors, "and bringing them to the nurse. I'll handle them later. Is that understood?"

"Y-Yes, Kaichou!" one of them said as he quickly approached the unconscious teens.

"Hyoudou Isashi? Do you require any medical attention?" the devil heiress called back to him.

"Hmm? At the moment, no. Just hand me a few tissues," the boy said nonchalantly. "I'll head to the nurse when we're finished talking."

Sona turned towards the boy while motioning for Tsubaki to follow her. "Hmph. Very well then…"


"After that, Motohama and Matsuda showed her their videos-both at different angles-to help prove my innocence. She acted a bit apologetic, but still reamed into us a bit…especially these three~!" I motioned to the three idiots next to me. "She only let them off with a warning, though. I have to do some extra work when school ends for the next few days."

"That explains why you're late…" the blonde man mumbled.

"Sucks to be you, dude!" one of the other students laughed.

"Doesn't sound like she likes you very much," Ikuzeki shook his head good-naturedly.

"Maybe it's because I cobbled onto her evil schemes?" I offered humurously. "I mean, obviously it's because of the whole 'sup bitch' thing, and everything after. But, I feel like I should've gotten a pass because I had a bloody nose and maybe a concussion. The nurse couldn't tell me straight on that last one."

"...I'm gonna make you sit down for several minutes. Just to be sure!" Kai-sensei said quickly before I could protest. "No way in hell am I letting you fall over half-way through a spar or something. Take it easy for a bit."

I sighed tiredly. "Yeah, sure thing, Kai-sensei!"

I took a seat nearby and steepled my fingers while watching everybody get set up. A couple of the older students were chatting me up occasionally, but they rarely asked about the fight.

"I'm surprised Aichi and Kazuto weren't hangin' with you," one of the other students mused.

"They haven't hung out with us at school. Not since those three started peeping," I motioned as the trio in question made their way towards some equipment. "Of course, that's only been a day, so who knows? Maybe they're not just trying to save their reputations."

"No, we're just trying to save our reputations," a voice deadpanned as the door to the dojo opened.

"Well, how 'bout that? How's it going, protagonist?" I chuckled.

"Geez, you keep calling me that. It's making me nervous!" Protagonist whined. "Some girl accidentally called me that, you know? I'm worried it'll catch on."

"I'm just waiting for you to get caught up in the main plot. Once that happens, I can just sit back and do nothing~!"

"That's pretty pessimistic, Isashi~!" Aichi chuckled.

"I'd prefer 'lazy'. Could you imagine getting shoved into some shonen plot?" I gave the dopey-looking boy a flat expression. "Sounds like too much work. I learned to fight so that I wouldn't have to fight."

"Heh, yeah, 'too much work' indeed," Aichi sighed.

I almost wondered what that was about, but I didn't bother with it. The three of us actually cut our conversation short when we heard the TV in the rec room boom slightly.

"The hell?" I muttered as I stood to my feet.

"Why'd you turn it up?" I heard a voice cry out.

"Come on, this is interesting! I wanna see it!" another said.

"The hell are you guys watching?" Protagonist asked as we went into the rec room.

"It's this piece on Ugralska!" one of them said. At our dumb looks, he let out an almost disgusted scoff. "Come on! You don't keep up with current events? It's that new country that's been making waves~!"

"Sounds like Saradia," I mumbled.

"What was that?" Aichi asked in confusion.

I just shrugged in response. "Nothing, really. Just my possible concussion~!"

Saradia was practically the most hated country in my old world, to where just being a Saradian basically meant you were considered social poison. Considering what the Saradian Government did, there was a very good reason people despised them. Nobody was sympathetic to them being reduced to a third-world shithole with a dictatorship so bad it would make Venezuela blush, not even the UN-considering the UN was the one that did that to them, it made sense. At best, people were completely ambivalent to whatever happened to them.

The news reports about Ugralska painted a better picture about it than I'd expected. Basically, it was everything in Siberia that surrounded the Sea of Okhotsk, and the Kuril Islands. Through unknown means they'd somehow conquered the entire region without opposition, to the point some people were wondering how it could even be possible in such a short time.

Despite being entirely composed of land inherently difficult to settle, the news reports were talking about Ugralska's success in recovering natural resources throughout the area. A few natives were even praising the regime for being far more lenient than their ancient predecessors.

"The Russian Federation still refuses to recognize Ugralska and its sovereignty. However, it is not clear what their response to this rapid takeover will be at this time," the reporter on-screen spoke into the mic. "Despite the open hostilities from many surrounding countries, President Valery Ignatov affirmed his confidence in an earlier speech about reaching out and extending an olive branch to the world at large. As well as this, he has spoken in-length about tapping into new resources never seen before."

I'm gonna be honest, when I heard the name 'Valery', I was not expecting the dude who came on. He would've looked like a stereotypical evil general, all tall and heavily muscled. His military fatigues were kinda like a mix between the uniforms of a Russian General and an old Japanese Imperial officer, with a dark cloak trailing behind him and a wide cap covering his face.

But despite the imposing outfit and intimidating stature, he looked pretty young, and he had a friendly air to him. His hair was a shiny black color, his eyes were a mellow baby blue, and his smile was wide and expressive. The guy might've been a dictator, but he looked anything but.

"It's clear that the future of our own country is at stake here!" a political pundit said loudly when the cameras cut back to the studio. "Japan can't afford to entertain another dictator so close to our nation. We now have a monster living to our north-how can we possibly protect ourselves from such a force?"

I shook my head while taking a seat near the back of the room. "I honestly don't see the big deal about this. We get a bunch of these types every century," I waved offhandedly. "The westerners will probably 'discover' that there's oil in the area and proclaim that they're going to 'free' the population. You know how it goes."

"But don't you think it's just a bit weird? I mean, they took over that whole space in barely a year!"

"They have super-soldiers. Or giant robots. Or maybe they were using magic~!" I snorted as the program turned to the different robotics and bio-engineering institutes within the country. "I mean, they seem like the type to use either-or. But really, it was probably just a good strategy."

"Yeah, it doesn't really seem that crazy. I mean, there've been countries that were beaten in a few months," Protagonist shrugged.

"So long as they don't bother us, I guess," Aichi shrugged.

Despite everything, I did take note of Ugralska's existence, or at least I planned to add it to my journal. It was probably significant in some way, just not immediately. It might've been something that would be important way later down the line-dangerous dictatorships showed up in a bunch of anime and manga. It wasn't out of the realm of possibility that I'd get dragged into that sort of mess.

Then again, at least Ugralska wasn't actively threatening to fling IBMs around for shits and giggles. And they certainly weren't having their secret agents blow up volcanoes with sealed LSAs just so they could get ahead in the bio-tech race. Maybe there was a 'yet' to tack on at the end of each of those, but these guys didn't seem like the type to do any of that…yet.

"You guys have no love for politics," one of the boys whined.

"Do we look like masochists to you?" I deadpanned.

"You did when Sousei had you on the ground the other week," the other one teased.

At Aichi's and Protagonist's snorts, I simply clicked my teeth. "You mean when I had my legs around her neck? And she kept whiffing her punches?" I smirked as the laughter died down. "That's called being a power bottom."

"Agh! Why do you have to put it like that?!"

"Fuck you, that's why~!" I shrugged while sitting down nearby.

"Ugh! Yeah, see you later, man. Also, tell your friends not to talk to us at school, please?" Protagonist laughed nervously. "We seriously don't wanna have our reputation in the toilet."

"Pray to Kawaya no Kami~! For the toilet god will be your salvation-"

"Shush! We don't need to pray to no toilet god!" Aichi whined.

I snorted as the two left. "Shame~! Appeasing them doesn't require much…"

I waited for a handful of minutes as the other two unnamed bozos students dicked around with the TV. Now and then I'd rub my head a little-I didn't think I had an actual concussion, but then you'd never know right away. Still, I didn't feel dizzy or nauseous, so I might've been safe.

"Hmmm…" I tilted my head thoughtfully. "You just gonna stand there? Or are you gonna say something?"

"You act like I was hiding~!" Tatsumiya teased.

Tatsumiya Mashiro had gotten a bit taller and quite a bit more…ahem, well-endowed. She'd also warmed up to my friends and I-maybe not completely, seeing as she'd still knock us around if we acted 'lewd'. At least she was less likely to scream at me nowadays.

"Heard you'd gotten sloppier with some of your styles. Care to explain~?"

She was still gonna beat the shit out of me, though.

I stood to my feet and cracked my neck. "Yeah, that's my B. I was busy focusing on the ones I was more comfortable with."

"Che! Well, we'll have time to work on that, won't we?" the purple-haired girl smirked.

"Yeah, yeah, just take me to the torture chamber already!" I grumbled as I followed her out of the rec room.

"Well, since you asked~!" Tatsumiya chuckled. "Since your Wing Chun is fucked, I'm gonna beat it back into you. We'll deal with everything else later…hope you're ready for a BJJ spar with Sousei-chan~!"

"Agh! Just kill me now, woman!"

"Ah, ah, ah! That's Mashiro-sensei from now on~!"

"For real? You're barely five years older than I am."

"Yeah, but I've been moving up~! Soon enough I'll be assisting Kai-sensei and Syu-sensei along with Ikuzeki!"

"Oh sweet kami, you'll be in a position of power? We're doomed!"

"Hush! You love learning from me!"

"Love is a strong word…"

At least I was mostly safe for now. Even if I was getting my ass kicked on a gym mat, it was still boring martial arts stuff. No plot to worry about as far as I could tell.

At least not yet…


Kuoh Academy Student Council Room, Student Council President's Office

Sona Sitri steepled her fingers and leaned back in her seat as she looked over the papers on the table in front of her. A frown slowly settled on her face as she pulled one stack of papers closer and reached for a pen.

"I can already tell we're going to have a few headaches this year…" the heiress muttered.

"Oh? What makes you think that?" Tsubaki, her queen, inquired.

"Well, we're in a real budget crunch due to the preceding group, for one thing. But it seems there are problems with students already cropping up," Sona sighed angrily as she grabbed her cellphone. "Three in particular…"

"While I agree that their behavior is…objectionable, I disagree with the notion that they're an immediate problem," the dark-haired girl hummed. "Those three in particular lack the necessary confidence to act on their desires-or rather, they appear to have a moral issue with doing anything other than looking. It's unlikely that they'll be too much of a problem…that said-"

"It'd be best to monitor them, just in case," the devil king nodded. "They're likely to step over some sort of line. We'll deal with it when that happens…of course, that's not the only thing I'm interested in." Sona tapped on her phone, once again playing the video she'd been sent. "Hyoudou Isashi. What do we have on him?"

"Enough, I suppose. A hospital report from nearly ten years back, a few psychiatric visits due to…oddities in his behavior, as noted from his parent's concerns. Head trauma causing shifts in personality isn't abnormal." Tsubaki shuffled a few papers within her hands. "What's interesting, at least in my opinion, is his budding martial arts career. He and his twin brother started training at a local MMA Gym around the age of nine, and they've competed in a handful of tournaments-mostly local, but a few out of town."

"...Hyoudou Issei, as well? What are their records-in the tournaments, that is?" the heiress asked curiously.

Her queen hummed curiously at her words. "Impressive, to say the least. Hyoudou Isashi has a win record near and around 70%. Hyoudou Issei has a win record over 60%. Comparatively, they possess a skill level well above average." Tsubaki adjusted her glasses as she handed her king the papers. "That is to say, they're not unstoppable. Their win-loss ratio isn't abnormal for somebody their age and expertise, though it is impressive."

"...Is that all there is, Tsubaki?"

The long-haired girl frowned slightly as she brought out another set of papers. "When we did the ritual at opening ceremonies, they were the only two students who had Sacred Gear reactions."

Sona sat up straight and snapped her gaze to her queen. "Both of them? Are you certain?"

"I'm fairly certain. After all, that ritual has little margin for error." Tsubaki tilted her head thoughtfully. "At the moment, we can't be sure which they possess. I'm aware that Saji Genshiro also possesses a Sacred Gear-"

"And all we know is that it's a Dragon-type, yes. He's applied for Student Council again," the heiress trailed off. "I'm thinking of bringing him in."

"Truly? I thought you would let Rias have priority when it came to recruitment?"

"I still am, obviously! But she won't begrudge me for taking the opportunities as they present themselves," Sona hummed thoughtfully. "Besides, she'll still have both of the Hyoudou twins as an option. Hopefully…d-depending on which Sacred Gears they possess and their innate potential, that is."

"I can prepare another ritual to ascertain the type of Sacred Gears they possess, if you wish. Hopefully, that will alleviate any guilt."

"Guilt? What guilt?!" the devil king said quickly. "W-We have more important things to worry about. Ah, what else is there?"

As the heiress began tapping her foot anxiously, Tsubaki shook her head. "Well, Hanakai is also enrolled. She's made a move to join Student Council-she's even spoken to me about our…private life."

Sona nodded thoughtfully. "That would make sense. I've always planned to approach her when I could. I'll have to speak to her at a later date, however," the short-haired girl frowned slightly as she pulled another piece of paper from the stack. "We'll need to discuss the Yokai currently attending…"

As if to answer her questions, the door to her office opened slowly. Sona's eyes snapped around as she saw who it was.

"Well, well~! Speak of the devil~!"

"Ha~! Very funny, So-so…" the new arrival deadpanned.

The schoolgirl who entered was taller than Sona by a head, and much more well endowed. Her skin was the color of snow, and her back-length hair was a silvery white, with a few stray bangs covering her left eye. Her face was heart-shaped, with a button nose and full lips with a defined cupid's bow.

The Sitri heiress had to, much in the same way she did with Rias, begrudgingly admit that the girl before her was gorgeous. She'd long since gotten over her 'complex' since before she'd entered into highschool, but it was something she always noted of the other two devil kings.

Despite this, Sona could tell the other girl wasn't in the best of states. Her single reddish-pink eye had bags under it, and she held a stack of papers close to her chest. As she walked into the room, the albino visibly fought down a yawn as she cracked her neck.

"Andora, we were just talking about your…project…" Sona said that last part for lack of a better word. "I have a few concerns, actually."

"Yeah, I can imagine. Just hand me the papers. I'll deal with them. I've got some-ugh, I've got some stuff here for you and Ria. Hang on~!" Andora began shuffling through the papers in her hand worriedly. "Ah hell! I didn't organize these right…"

"You were up all night again, weren't you?" the bespectacled heiress hummed.

"How could you tell? Was it the bags under my eyes? Or maybe the-aahhhh~!" the albino cracked her neck again while smacking her lips tiredly. "That? The-the yawning thing?"

"Actually, it was the fact that you aren't in your 'Anne' disguise," the short-haired girl hummed.

"Eh, I just wore a wig and sunglasses when I came here. I'm too tired," the other girl waved her off. "So, anyway, I've got these! Since I know Rias needs to recruit more, I figured I'd wade through and see if I could get her a list of candidates."

"Ah, that should be good. And you said something about me as well?"

"Yeah, if you want to pick up any scraps. Y'know, anybody she doesn't show interest in," the albino shrugged as she rearranged the papers in her hand before handing them to the other girl. "I'm honestly not sure I should outright give it to her, though. I'm seriously recommending you have her read through it right in front of you just to make sure she doesn't put it off…"

Both the devil heiresses cringed.

The two knew well that Rias Gremory was the kind of girl who often had a very 'my pace' kind of attitude. From her perspective, time seemed to be an unlimited resource, and things would just 'work out' on their own if she allowed it. She would put things off until nearly the last minute, at which point she'd often scramble to handle it. The results on how she did so were mixed, to say the least.

From the outside, for anybody who didn't know her, it looked like she was indecisive and spoiled. It was something that was frequently brought up by her detractors, at least in private-and by one person in particular.

"You mind if I take a seat? Yeah, see, I feel like she won't get it into her head if we don't metaphorically beat it into her," Andora sighed as she sat just a handful of feet away from Sona. "And probably literally, if she still doesn't get it."

"That'd be fair. She…she still doesn't seem to realize what we're here for. She's not being proactive enough-in life, in our duties leading this town, in dealing with her…problem. She never seems to get it." Sona shook her head tiredly. "I love her. She's been our best friend since we were children. But sometimes she can just be so…ugh!"

"Yeah, 'ugh'. I can get the sentiment…" the albino hummed, perking up when the Sitri heiress's queen walked over with a steaming teapot and teacup. "Oh, Tsubaki~! Thank you!"

"Of course, Lady Paimon," the long-haired girl nodded.

"So, yeah, I'm thinking of giving her a deadline for them. I've spoken to a bunch of the volunteers, and they're not willing to wait for her to just choose on her whim," the Paimon heiress hummed. "Especially the girls. They're getting antsy over some of the newcomers…"

"I see! So you sifted through the various Yokai for us? I've been meaning to talk to you about that, actually," the bespectacled heiress cleared her throat. "I understand that what you're doing is important. I agree that it's…well, it's a good thing, of course. But did there have to be this many in the school?"

Andora hummed worriedly at this. "I can see why you're worried. I just figured that letting them assimilate with the locals would cause fewer problems," the albino tapped her chin thoughtfully. "And, of course, with all the high-class devils regularly passing through for business, they'd be scouted for peerages. I know that doesn't always lead to the best situation, but they're likely safer there than even here."

Sona frowned slightly at the girl's words. "I can understand your reasons, Andora. But that doesn't make me comfortable. Your bishop and your rook are one thing-"

"Knight too," the albino hummed in between sips of tea.

"...W-When did you get a knight?"

"About four months ago. I told you in one of our meetings." Andora tilted her head, a worried look spreading across her face. "Did you-"

"W-Well, we might've had more important matters at the time. I must've glossed over it," the bespectacled heiress flinched at the unreadable expression her friend gave her. "As I was saying, your Peerage is one thing. I can at least trust that you'll keep them on their best behavior. But Yokai are known to be rather…'flighty'. I'm not being unreasonable about this."

"If anything involving them occurs, I'll handle it personally. Just as I've been doing for the past several months," the Paimon heiress said seriously.

Sona sighed worriedly. "I'll hold you to that. As for these…I'll see if I can get Rias to look your suggestions over." the short-haired girl adjusted her glasses as she skimmed through the stack of papers she'd been handed. "Sadly, she's more interested in the Sacred Gear users it seems."

"Oh? It's just that one guy you're interested in, right?"

"Saji isn't particularly invested in joining Student Council. A relative is pushing him, perhaps? Either way, I've been keeping an eye on him, but I'm not referring to him," the Sitri heiress shook her head. "No, we had two that we found while at the opening ceremony. Remember the ritual? The one for searching out inactive Sacred Gears."

"Oh, that! Yeah, I didn't think there'd be much results," the albino shrugged. "So, who is it? If there's three now, I'm thinking of at least scouting one. Rias can't just hog everybody~!"

"These two, here!" Sona perked up as she handed Andora the reports. "Hyoudou Issei and Hyoudou Isashi. Remarkable that they're twins who both possess Sacred Gears-a very rare occurrence."

"...Hey, So-so? Uh, I just have a really important question," the Paimon heiress frowned worriedly as she read over the reports. "Are Sacred Gear users capable of sensing Yokai? Or of just seeing through their human disguises?"

"Quite capable for the former, at least once the Gear is activated. For the latter, it depends on which Sacred Gear they possess."

"...What about before that? While the Sacred Gear is inactive?"

The short-haired girl frowned at that. "We don't have any actual data on that. Is there a reason you're asking?"

Andora lowered the report and gave Sona a nervous look. "Two of the girls I'm sheltering noticed him staring at them on the first day. The rumors I heard today gave me some doubt, but these two were insistent about it even then," the albino's fists clenched worriedly. "They said they just knew he was staring at their…at their 'traits'."

"Traits? Would you care to elaborate?"

"Their ears, their tails. They were one-hundred percent disguised-it's the deluxe Yojutsu disguise, so it should be fairly difficult to see through it even with training," the Paimon heiress clasped her hands together in thought. "When they tried to press the issue…they said his eyes glowed, and they…they weren't able to say more after that. The way they acted, it was like they'd gotten away from a monster and couldn't even speak about it."

Sona frowned at the other girl's description. "He…he could have a creature sealed inside of it? It's not uncommon that, even when such Gears are inactive, that the sealed beast affects the wielder," the Sitri heiress steepled her fingers, a thoughtful hum escaping her lips. "It's why those with Dragon-type Gears are often…erratic. Their hormone levels cause escalating shifts in behavior such as hoarding, violent tendencies, changes in libido, the like. But I've never heard of them causing any transformations, even something as minor as one's eyes. And to allow extrasensory abilities like that..."

Andora's expression became skeptical. "Let me guess? We don't have data on that?" at the other devil king's flat expression, the Paimon heiress sighed. "I'm going to investigate it, then."

"And if you just so happen to recruit him as you do so?"

"Nothing as forward as that. At least, not right away," the albino waved dismissively. "No, I just wanna see what to make of him first. Maybe I'll have one of my girls tail him for a bit, just to get a better picture."

"Hmph. Well, if you want a good foundation, I'd suggest reading this-" Sona handed the girl the report from earlier that day while reaching for her cellphone. "And watching this."

"...Something tells me there's a story here."

The bespectacled heiress sighed tiredly. "Like you wouldn't believe."


So, first of all, Ugralska. It's meant to sound sorta Russian, but not really, and they're also supposed to be evil. The idea behind them is that they're (possibly?) connected with the Khaos Brigade/Qlippoth, either economically or proper allies, and they've got connections with about two of the planned villain groups that I'm using-not the one with the evil shadow man and his cabal of Yokai, they're completely separate from that, though they might poke the hornet's nest for (what appears to be) shits 'n giggles.

Ugralska is also gonna be the source of a handful of the Kaiju I have planned to show up. Whether they're waking them up and/or using technology to control sleeping, pre-existing Kaiju, or they're using genetic engineering, magical energy experiments, and radiation bullshit, they're gonna be making Kaiju. At least, they will eventually, they're not quite ready to start yet.

Second, Andora. Confirmed haremette for MC, though she won't be the first girl for him she will be the main lead in a similar way to Rias. If you need a better picture for what she looks like, she's an albino Rita Rossweisse but also bustier-there's a bit more to it than that, but that'll be something revealed later in story. She's also named after Hydreigon (Sazandora) and she's supposed to have an outfit with the same colors and designs motifs as Hydreigon. Basically Hydreigon waifu ftw.

Now then, onto the reviews.

Monarch Zero: So, to explain it, Godzilla feeds on energy-radiation of all sorts, nuclear, thermal, doesn't matter, he eats it. MC's body will need to both feed his new mutations, and power his own abilities as well as feed Godzilla. Thing is, Godzilla eats a lot, so MC will basically be getting the scraps, which he'll also end up expending if he uses Godzilla's powers, leaving him weakened and starved of energy. If he stays human, or rather takes the path of full kaiju, he'll burn himself out before he even starts to turn into a human-sized Kaiju. But if he becomes a Devil, he can keep himself perfectly upright with his own Demonic energy, and still have the scraps of Godzilla's meals leftover to use for attacks instead. It's not him being a 'wuss', it's him not dying, because you can't take the throne if you're fucking dead.

Cart: I'm...not sure how unhinged home design is gonna help him with a harem. The girls are gonna be looking in horror when he's carrying eco-friendly veneers and expansion screws into the house.

Saurian96: So, both of them look nearly identical-Isashi has fluffier hair, Issei has his normal spiky hairstyle. In terms of build, between them it's like a contrast between Izuku and Natsu. Isashi's got a much slower fighting style than Issei's, meaning he's got a bit more bulk to his muscles, while Issei's is quicker and therefore needs a leaner build. Of course, between them there's less difference due to them being the same height and weight-and neither of their styles are any less precise than the other's. Issei preferred to be faster while Isashi preferred to hit harder, but seeing as one has Dragon hormones infusing into him and the other has Kaiju hormones doing the same, they both chose to make fairly aggressive styles.

For anybody whose interested, you can check out my P a treon. Unfortunately, FF. Net doesn't do the links well, so you'll have to close the spaces below/rewrite it slightly on your browser.

P a treon. com(slash) Locksoli

As always, please leave any thoughts, questions, and constructive criticism in your reviews. And thank you for reading.