This story is inspired by The League Summoner written by YagamiNguyen. If yo haven't read their works, you should try them since they're really good and well-written.
WARNING!
This is not Ninja Naruto but High School Naruto based on Masashi Kishimoto's OVA, Shippū! Konoha Gakuen Den!
THAT MEANS NO CHAKRA!
Disclaimer, I do not own Naruto, Type-Moon characters, Shinmai Maou no Testament, Highschool DXD or any other series showing up in this story.
Story Start!
"Hm..." A boy with messy blonde hair furrowed his brow, glaring menacingly at the screen of his phone. His thumb hovered anxiously over the device as he muttered under his breath, "Please, please, please..."
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"...No way..." His voice cracked with disbelief. "Another Artoria!? Why?! You're not even a rate-up character on this banner, and this is my ninth copy! Alter, you too?! Where's my 3*s characters!?"
He groaned, frustration rippling through him as he fell backward onto the ground. His phone clattered onto his chest, the bright screen displaying his freshly summoned characters. "What a total letdown... and that was my last 30 Saint Quartz..." Naruto muttered, staring blankly up at the sky, the vibrant blue mocking his disappointment.
Fate/Grand Order, a mobile phone game he had been playing since he was 9 years old. It's a free-to-play turn-based RPG using card systems to have the 'servants' he collected using the gacha system as 'Master' to defeat the enemies and progress with the story.
The breeze brushed against his cheeks, tickling the whisker-like birthmarks that adorned his face. He sighed, letting his eyelids droop as the sunlight warmed his skin. Sleep sounded like a decent escape from his frustration.
Just as he began to drift off, a shadow fell over him, blocking the comforting warmth of the sun. He opened his eyes and found a pair of legs with stockings, black laced underwear right above his face.
Squinting in mild annoyance, he tilted his head to the side and was met with a sight that made him pause.
Standing above him was a bold figure, someone who would have caught anyone's eye at the school, but for very different reasons than most of the girls. This wasn't a student, though. It was the school's nurse, Hasegawa Chisato.
Her long black hair cascaded over her shoulders, with bangs carefully tucked behind her ear except for a rebellious strand hanging over the right side of her face. The two little ahoges on her head swayed slightly in the breeze. Her green eyes, glinting with mischief, locked onto Naruto's as she smiled down at him, the mole under her left eye adding a touch of elegance to her expression.
She was dressed in her usual: a green knitted turtleneck that hugged her voluptuous figure, a tight black mini skirt, and cross-gartered stockings that somehow made her legs seem even longer. Over it all, she wore her white doctor's coat, and perched atop her nose were her signature red round glasses. A single earring dangled from her left ear, catching the sunlight.
"Uzumaki-kun," she said, her voice carrying that teasing lilt it often did, "lunchtime is almost over. Don't you think it's time to head back to class?"
Naruto's lips twitched into a wry smile. "Hasegawa-sensei... please be more careful where you're standing. I can see everything from down here."
She returned the smile while tucking a hair behind her ear, a gesture that made her angelic appearance a lot more beautiful.
"I know. Now, let's go back inside, shall we? I don't want you to catch a cold for staying too long in this weather." The school nurse offered him a hand and he took it before standing up and patting himself down.
"Hasegawa-sensei..." he muttered, his tone somewhere between exasperation and embarrassment. "You do know I'm not a kid anymore, right?"
The nurse giggled softly, the sound light and melodic. "I know. But it's hard not to fuss over you sometimes." Her green eyes softened, and her smile grew a little more sincere. "You're my favorite, after all."
Naruto felt heat rise to his face, and he quickly rubbed his nose to hide it. "I'm gonna head inside now," he mumbled, turning on his heel. "Sorry for the trouble, sensei."
Hasegawa shook her head, watching him with a fond look as he started toward the school. "It's no trouble at all. I love doing this for you."
Her words followed him, making his steps falter for a brief second before he picked up the pace.
'Sensei is just too much!'
The school's final bell rang, signaling the end of the day's lessons. A chorus of scraping chairs and hurried footsteps filled the classroom as students packed their belongings, eager to join their friends. The usual cliques formed quickly, groups of students chatting and laughing as they gathered by the door.
Uzumaki Naruto, meanwhile, left the classroom quietly.
He hadn't had any friends and it had been a week since he transferred to Kuoh.
The boys either avoided him or outright ignored his attempts to talk except for some from different classes, while the girls...well, they were even more confusing. They'd secretly glance at him from afar, whispering among themselves with small blush on their cheeks, but when he approached, hoping to strike up a conversation, they'd squeal and scatter like startled birds, leaving him standing there, dumbfounded.
He figured they were avoiding him on purpose.
What Naruto didn't realize was that it was his exotic appearance that left such an impression. His sharp, whisker-marked features, blonde hair and striking blue eyes set him apart in a way that made the boys seethe with jealousy. The girls, on the other hand, were more than interested but they grew too nervous to speak once he was within arm's reach. They could only admire him from a distance, unsure of how to react when he got closer thus why they ran away instead of making fun of themselves.
Teachers tried to get on his good side due to his exam results which was mind-blowing since he swooped the first spot in the national easily, surpassing Shitori Souna, the school's Student Council President and several others such as Rias Gremory, Himejima Akeno, Shinra Tsubaki and many others.
Only the school nurse who approached him without any hidden agenda or expectations. Whenever he stopped by her office, she spoke to him as if they'd known each other for years. She even offered him a quiet place to relax when school life became too overwhelming. For Naruto, that small act of kindness put her at the top of his list of favorite people at school. She even gave him a gift in the form of a necklace to welcome him to Kuoh.
As Naruto reached the hallway, a familiar voice called out from behind him. "Uzumaki-san, may I have a moment of your time?"
Naruto turned to see Yuuto Kiba, the school's former golden boy. A fellow blonde with charming smile and polite demeanor. Kiba had once held the title of Kuoh's 'Prince,' until Naruto's arrival had shifted the attention away from him.
"Yuuto," Naruto greeted him casually. "Sure, what's up?"
They could hear the girls squealing and whispering two Kuoh Princes talking to each other was like a dream.
The two ignored it though they could hear it clearly.
"Buchou wants to meet you at the clubroom," Kiba said, his smile remaining as polite as ever. "Can you come with me and see her for a bit?" He finished with a charming smile.
For a second, Naruto felt a strange compulsion to agree. His body seemed to move on its own, a faint urge to follow the other boy. But then, something flickered at the base of his neck. The necklace Hasegawa-sensei had given him glowed faintly, snapping him out of the daze.
Naruto blinked, his mind clearing. "Sorry, Yuuto," he said, shaking his head as if clearing cobwebs, "but if your 'Buchou' wants to talk, she can do it here or some other public place."
Kiba's smile faltered for just a split second before he regained his composure. His suggestion spell had failed, something that had never happened before. "The clubroom is just in the old building," Kiba explained patiently, trying not to let his surprise show. "It's not far, and we'd have more privacy there."
Naruto raised an eyebrow, crossing his arms over his chest. "Yeah, I've heard about that old building. And if I'm not mistaken, your club deals with occult stuff, right?"
Kiba nodded slowly, unsure where this was going.
"Right..." Naruto continued. "Well, I'm not really interested in getting involved in any occult nonsense. For all I know, you guys might try to sacrifice me to summon a devil or something."
Kiba blinked, caught off guard by Naruto's bluntness. The students lingering nearby overheard the exchange and couldn't help but stifle their laughter. Some giggled outright, finding Naruto's remark both bold and oddly logical even though it was the school's Big Sisters' club he was talking about.
One boy, a brunette with a very low-to-average look, however, took offense. Hyoudou Issei, infamous for his love of ahem certain female assets, stepped forward with a scowl. "You should be grateful that one of the Big Sisters of this school even wants to meet you!" he snapped, clearly annoyed.
Naruto turned to the brunette, his expression unreadable for a moment before he smirked. "Hyoudou Issei, right? You jealous or something? If you're that eager, why don't you take my place? Go see this 'Big Sister' you're so obsessed with. From what I've heard, you're an oppai lover, aren't you?"
The nearby male students started laughing again, some covering their mouths so as to not laugh at the scene while the girls were outrightly disgusted at the boy.
"I bet that's the only reason you want to meet her. Because you think she's got the biggest pair in the school, right?" Naruto continued, teasing mercilessly. "C'mon, Hyoudou. You're like an open book. You'd probably sell your soul for a chance to grovel at her feet."
Issei's face turned beet red as the laughter around him grew louder. His fists clenched tightly, and Naruto knew he'd hit a nerve.
"Oh, don't look so mad, man," Naruto added with a shrug, clearly enjoying himself. "I'm just trying to save you some time. Though I doubt you'd make it five minutes without embarrassing yourself in front of her." He then tapped his chin, pretending to think. "Actually, maybe you'd last three, if you didn't immediately pass out from sheer excitement or yell the word 'Oppai!' right in front of her face."
That was enough to push Issei over the edge. With a furious shout, he lunged at Naruto, fist raised, but the blonde easily sidestepped, sticking out a foot in the process. Issei's momentum sent him sprawling face-first onto the floor.
"Oops," Naruto said with a grin, glancing down at the fallen boy. "Sorry you had to kiss something that wasn't oppai."
He then turned back to Kiba, his casual demeanor never faltering. "So, Yuuto, like I said, if your Buchou still wants to talk, we can do it in public. I'm not about to walk into some shady clubroom where I might end up as a permanent member, just to keep me quiet."
Waving cheerfully, Naruto made his exit, leaving Kiba standing there bewildered, while the students around them buzzed with laughter. Without missing a beat, Naruto jumped out of the second-floor window, landed gracefully and bowed toward everyone watching and walking toward the school gate, leaving chaos in his wake.
Akihabara, or simply called Akiba, was a heaven for otaku, and it was exactly where Naruto headed after school. It took him only 30 minutes to get there. Today, there was an exclusive FGO event in the convention building, and Naruto had set up a booth for just an hour, hoping to make some extra cash.
What was he selling, you ask?
"He's here! The God of Luck is here!" one of the otaku exclaimed, their eyes locking onto Naruto, still in his school uniform.
"RULE BREAKER-SAMA!"
"PLEASE, BEAT THE RNG FOR US!"
"I'LL PAY 10,000 YEN IF YOU GET ME TWO COPIES OF BB!"
Men and women alike, cosplayers, photographers, and regular folks, were eagerly calling out to him. They weren't just FGO fans; they came from other games too, hoping Naruto's luck would work magic on their pulls.
Yup. He was selling his luck.
Naruto didn't even need to set a price. The otaku crowd was willing to pay him as long as he got them the characters or items they wanted. Some people thought he was secretly working for a game company trying to earn some side cash, but after a little digging, they found nothing connecting him to any game industry, making his reputation skyrocketed, especially at these kinds of events.
"Whoa..." Rias Gremory, the red-haired heiress, muttered in disbelief. She and Himejima Akeno, the vice president of the Occult Research Club, were spying on Naruto through the eyes of Rias' familiar, disguised as a regular girl handing out flyers at the event.
"Whoa, indeed," Akeno murmured, her ponytail hair swaying because of the wind as she watched the crowd of people practically worshiping Naruto like he was some kind of cult leader. "Think his luck extends to other things too, Rias-buchou?"
Rias opened her mouth to respond but paused when she saw Naruto casually pulling a lottery ticket and winning the first prize—a bundle of Type-Moon merchandise.
"I guess it does," Rias muttered, rubbing her chin thoughtfully. "Type-Moon, huh..." She had planned to start the Fate/Stay Night visual novel, but given her current situation, she hadn't found the time.
Maybe she'd give it a try it tonight.
Not even 5 minutes passed and his booth, which was practically empty before, now had people lining up for it, longer and crowded than any other booth available in the convention building.
"Please, line up or you'll be banned from participating!" a voice rang out, making everyone turn to cheer at the sight of the speaker: a Morgan le Fay cosplayer, stage name Mayura.
"It's Morgan-sama!"
"Uoooooh! My Queeeeeeeeeeeen!"
"Morgan-samaaaa is heeeeereeee!"
Naruto blinked, his jaw dropping at the sight of the Queen.
He was pretty sure he didn't hire anyone to manage the line, but seeing her in the Morgan le Fay cosplay, he didn't mind.
He nodded approvingly, then pressed the single pull button on a customer's phone.
"TERIRI comes home in a single pull! Can you pull for her Stigmatas and Signature weapon too!?" the customer eagerly asked, placing 5,000 yen into the box on Naruto's table.
Naruto complied, scoring the entire set in a single multi-pull, much to his customer's delight.
"Uzumaki-senpai," a voice called from beside him, making Naruto almost drop the phone in surprise. A female cosplayer in a white casino bunny outfit with gold accents complete with the ears and blue leggings sat on his table, facing him with her legs crossed. She handed him a drink. "Here, your refreshment."
Naruto, dumbfounded, accepted the bottle.
The cosplayer gave him a playful smile.
"It's Bunny King!"
"Riri is here too!? And she's cosplaying as Ruler Artoria!"
"Uuuh! I wanna take her pictures! But pulling for Jane is the top priority here!"
"Wait, wait, wait! Someone is coming!"
To Naruto's surprise, another cosplayer in a bluish-purple bunny girl's outfit with see-through webbed black leggings sat on the opposite side of the table, her legs crossed, also handing him a drink.
"Your drink, senpai."
Naruto's jaw dropped. This time, it was a Scáthach cosplayer. Her lips curved into a knowing smile.
"Miri is here too!"
"As Bunny Shishou!"
"Step on me, Shishouuuu!"
Naruto usually enjoyed these events, especially meeting cosplayers who brought his favorite characters to life. But this was surprising even for him. The two bunny girl cosplayers stood behind him, their elbows on his shoulders on each side.
In confusion, Naruto turned to the two, his hands still busy pressing the buttons for his guests.
"I thought I saw you get on the train, Uzumaki-senpai." Riri, the Artoria cosplayer, said with a smile.
"We didn't expect that the famous Rule Breaker would be the same Uzumaki from our school." Miri, the Scathach cosplayer, whispered in his ear.
Now, a big question mark formed in his head.
"Do I know you two? Why are you calling me senpai?"
They exchanged mischievous smiles. "Don't worry, we can talk at a cafe later."
"For now, Uzumaki-senpai," Riri said, offering him a cosplay jacket. "How about you wear this instead of your school uniform? Oh, and these eye lenses too!"
Naruto sweatdropped but seeing how simple their request was, he saw no reason to decline.
Once the current customer's turn was over, Riri and Miri made a brief announcement, asking the crowd to wait for a "small surprise." The crowd murmured in excitement as the cosplayers formed a makeshift barrier, hiding Naruto from view.
A small cough and then a familiar, sinister chuckle echoed behind them.
The two cosplayers were briefly surprised but quickly parted, making a path for the Uzumaki.
Naruto stepped forward, now wearing red contact lenses, his whisker-like birthmarks hidden under light makeup, courtesy of Mayura, and donning Gilgamesh's black and white jacket. He faced the stunned crowd with a regal air.
A cameraman turned their camcorder at Naruto, allowing his face to show up on the large screen in the hall.
"Kuhahahahaha! Now, the next subject! Step up! Present your offering and I shall reward you with what you wished for!"
The sheer resemblance between Naruto and the King of Heroes was uncanny, and the aura he projected had the crowd, otaku or not, in awe and left dumbfounded.
For a moment, he could hear a pin drop.
Naruto sweatdropped, wondering if his first-ever cosplay was a disaster. Even Riri and Miri stood silently, eyes wide.
He sat down, ready to give up on cosplay forever when—
"WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAA!" The entire convention hall erupted with deafening cheers.
"Did you feel it!? I got a goosebump!"
"Me too! I thought he was actually the King of Heroes for a second!"
"He's a pro! It's a simple cosplay, but the way he carries himself makes it real!"
Naruto sweatdropped again, wondering how his first attempt at cosplaying was somehow this successful. Meanwhile, Riri and Miri, alongside Mayura, worked together to manage the line of clients eager for Naruto's lucky touch.
'Do they even have time for their own photoshoots session?' Naruto wondered as he continued pressing buttons on customers' phones.
Naruto found himself in a cafe in Akihabara, seated across from three girls he had recently encountered.
"So, you're...Amano Ririsa," he pointed at the girl with pastel pink hair, blue eyes, and glasses, dressed in Kuoh Academy's uniform.
"Tachibana Mikari," he gestured to the brunette with twintails and reddish-pink eyes in a matching uniform.
Finally, he turned to the third. "And you're... Hanyu Mayuri-sensei," he added with a sweatdrop, addressing the woman with long black hair, reddish-brown eyes, and glasses, dressed in a white buttoned shirt and black skirt.
"How did you like our cosplay, Uzumaki-senpai?" Mikari asked as she leaned forward.
Naruto, unbothered by her attempt to fluster him, gave them a casual thumbs up.
"The best! Though...I like sensei's Morgan cosplay the most."
The two first years pouted while Mayuri smiled victoriously.
"But seriously... Does the manga club only have two members? I thought you needed at least three students to keep it running?"
Ririsa and Mikari sighed at the question, and Mayuri stepped in to answer. "There used to be a male member, Okumura Masamune, he's the one who started the club and also Ririsa's ex-boyfriend, but..."
"He groped my chest during a photoshoot at an event," Ririsa muttered, her face turning red. "He didn't like how other guys were looking at me and tried to show them who I 'belonged' to."
Naruto winced. "One of the reasons I wouldn't want to have a cosplay girlfriend..."
The girls flinched at his bluntness.
"He also pulled down my panties once when I wasn't paying attention, saying that he tripped..." Mikari chimed in.
"And tried to peek while I was changing into my costume...with similar reason..." Ririsa added, her expression still flustered.
"I thought he was a nice boy when I knew him when we were kids...turned out, he's a pervert like the perverted trio..." Mikari added again.
Naruto rubbed his temples and shifted the conversation. "What about you, Sensei? And by the way, can I buy one of your Morgan cosplay photo sets?"
"I'm only their club advisor... As for my photobook, I don't do that anymore due to my profession now but I can make one for you, Uzumaki-kun, as long as you help me pull for Asto–" She handed Naruto her phone, and with a quick tap, he pulled six copies of Saber Astolfo and five Rider Astolfo, leaving the girls speechless.
"Done!"
"Holy..." Mikari whispered, immediately pulling out her own phone for Naruto to pull. He repeated the magic on her account, while Ririsa had Naruto pull for BB (Dubai), instantly maxing out her NP levels while the rest were random 4*s and 5*s.
"Can I add you in-game?" Mikari asked, her eyes wide.
Naruto grinned. He had open friend slots, so why not?
The girls gasped when they saw Naruto's support servants, all NP5 and equipped with maxed-out Craft Essences.
"...speaking of, can I ask you for help too with my pulls sometime later?" Naruto asked sheepishly, confusing the three from the manga club.
Mikari raised an eyebrow. "What else do you need? You've already got all the five and four stars characters."
Naruto scratched his head, a bit sheepish. "I, uh... I want Medea, Medusa and several other characters..."
"Oh..." the three girls said in unison, realizing his extreme luck prevented him from getting the lower-star characters.
"Well, I don't mind helping out," Mikari added with a shrug. "But... you're out of Saint Quartz."
Naruto sighed, "Looks like I'll be grinding for more..."
Mayuri glanced at Naruto while tapping her phone.
"Uzumaki-kun, have you thought about joining the manga club? You're not in any clubs right now, are you?"
"Uh... I wasn't planning on joining any clubs... Is that gonna be a problem?" he asked, still preoccupied with his own phone.
"...okay, but why do you ask me though? I mean, after what happened before, don't you think it's better for the manga club to be an all-girls' club?" He raised an eyebrow, confused.
Mayuri adjusted her glasses. "Well, turning it into an all-girls' club is an option, but you didn't even look at Ririsa or Mikari the wrong way while they were cosplaying. So, I don't think you're interested in women."
Naruto deadpanned, "Sensei, I'm really tempted to slap you right now... and the only reason I haven't is because you haven't crossed the line yet."
The girls blinked, taken aback by his bluntness.
"You'd really hit a woman?" Mayuri asked, a teasing smirk on her face.
Naruto shrugged, completely unbothered. "Gender equality, right? Isn't that what you girls are always asking for?"
Mayuri opened her mouth to respond, but Naruto cut her off, holding up a hand. "In any case, let's get one thing clear, I'm very interested in women. The only reason I didn't look at them that way is because it's inappropriate." He nodded toward Ririsa and Mikari, who were now turning shades of pink. "Yeah, I know they're dressed to be seen—asses and all—" both girls blushed harder, "but I prefer to appreciate it in a less creepy way."
Mayuri raised an eyebrow, clearly amused, while the other two girls exchanged awkward glances, unsure whether to be flattered or embarrassed by his statement.
"Which is why I'm offering you a chance to join the club–"
Naruto groaned and turned to the girls, who had been listening in to the conversation in silence.
"Please tell me you don't agree with her."
Ririsa hesitated, a blush creeping onto her cheeks. "A-actually, I think I can trust you, Senpai."
"Me too," Mikari added nonchalantly. "I heard you roasted one of the perverted trio until he was speechless, so you're good in my book."
Naruto deadpanned as Mayuri's sly smile widened.
"So, what's your answer, Uzumaki-kun?" she asked, her eyes twinkling. "You could enjoy some peace in the manga club, hang out with two lovely girls who will cosplay other characters including FGO—
"Stop right there, I'm in." He said with a big smile.
A FGO cosplay fest for his eyes alone until they decided which one they would do? Sign him up.
They sweatdropped, surprised at how easily he caved.
Naruto sighed deeply, rubbing his temples as he walked back home under the fading light of the evening sky. He had spent the entire afternoon at a local café with Ririsa, Mikari and Mayuri, grinding through the remaining free quests in Fate/Grand Order to earn more Saint Quartz. His luck hadn't been great, though, he had been spooked by yet another Artoria. Not the Saber version this time, but Lancer. It could've been worse, so he let out a small chuckle.
Glancing at his roster, Naruto's eyes skimmed over the gold-framed characters, every single one of them either 4-star or 5-star Servants. No 3-stars, no 2-stars, and certainly no 1-stars. It wasn't that he had burned the lower-ranked ones, though. For some reason, he just couldn't summon anything below a 4-star, even when he wanted to.
"At least give me Medea or Medusa..." he mumbled under his breath, scrolling through the list. While he had asked them to pull for him, Naruto wanted to pull this one character that hadn't answered his summoning, thus why he still hadn't had any 3* characters. "...wait, I should have let them summon using my friend points—"
Then, all of the sudden, he heard a blood-curdling scream cut through the quiet of the night.
"AAAAAAHHHH!"
Naruto's eyes widened.
His body moved before his mind could catch up, he sprinted toward the direction of the scream. It had come from the local park, and when he arrived, he quickly scanned the area, his gaze locking onto the fountain area.
Two figures came into view, one standing over the other, who was lying on the ground, bleeding out. The figure looming above had crow-like wings sprouting from her back, black as night, but Naruto didn't care. His focus was on the one on the ground. He recognized him instantly: Hyoudou Issei.
Without a second thought, Naruto dashed toward the winged figure. His momentum carried him forward with lightning speed, and just as he reached her, he leapt into the air.
"Move, bitch!" he shouted, driving both feet into the woman's head. The force of his kick sent her crashing into a cluster of trees, snapping branches as she tumbled into the underbrush.
Naruto landed in a crouch next to Issei, his heart pounding in his chest as he quickly checked the other boy's condition. Blood soaked the ground beneath them, and the sight of Issei's pale face told Naruto all he needed to know.
"Oi, Hyoudou! You still alive?!" he called out, but seeing the severity of the wound, Naruto doubted the boy could hear him. He was losing blood fast, his breath barely coming in shallow gasps.
"You piece of shit! I'm gonna—" the winged woman started, her voice venomous as she picked herself up from the ground, but then she paused, her eyes narrowing as they fell on Naruto. "Well, well, if it isn't the new transfer student... Uzumaki Naruto-kun from Class 2-A." Her tone turned almost playful and sultry, as though she were sizing him up. "It'll be such a shame to kill a hot specimen like you...how about coming with me ins—"
Naruto raised an eyebrow, confused about how she knew his name, but decided he didn't have time to deal with that right now. Scooping Issei onto his back, he darted in the opposite direction, sprinting away from her without a second glance.
"..."
The woman let out a low growl and took off after him, soaring into the sky with a flap of her dark wings. A spear of dark purple energy materialized in her hand as she gave chase. "How rude! You should listen when someone's talking!" she shouted, diving toward Naruto with the spear poised to skewer both him and the unconscious Issei.
Naruto, thinking fast, swung Issei's limp body upward, using the boy as an impromptu battering ram. The winged woman's eyes widened as the body slammed into her, knocking her off course and sending her crashing into another set of trees.
"You're definitely not my type, lady!" Naruto shouted back over his shoulder, a smirk tugging at his lips. Then, glancing down at the groaning Issei, he muttered, "Sorry, Hyoudou! Guess your useless body is still useful after all."
Issei let out a faint groan, barely conscious, and Naruto winced as he saw the blood dripping down his fellow student's back. "Yikes, that's a lot of blood... You better not die on me," he muttered, picking up his pace again as he heard the winged woman screaming behind them, vowing vengeance as she gave chase once more.
In a dimly lit clubroom, Akeno giggled while watching the events unfold through her friend's Familiar. Her eyes twinkled with amusement as she spoke, "R-Rias, did he just..."
"H-He did... pfft!" Rias answered, barely managed to contain her laughter, shaking her head in disbelief.
They were at first worried seeing a Fallen Angel killing one of their students but decided to see how will the Uzumaki handled the matter for now.
So far, he hadn't disappoint them.
"You have nowhere to run now!" The winged woman panted heavily as she finally caught up with Naruto, her dark eyes gleaming with malicious intent. "Damned boy! Before I kill you, I'll ravage your body to satiate my needs!"
Naruto deadpanned at her words. "I'd rather kill myself than—"
"Then suit yourself!" she shrieked, and with a swift motion, a massive spear of light formed in her hand and hurled toward him with terrifying speed.
Naruto's eyes widened in shock as the spear shot through the air, approaching faster than he could anticipate. 'Is this it?' he thought bitterly, his mind racing. 'Is this where I die?! ...No! I haven't even witnessed the end of FGO yet! I can't fucking die here!'
Gritting his teeth, he forced his body to move, slightly breaking the limit of the human body, and dodged the deadly weapon as it only tore through chunk of flesh around his abdomen. "Ghh!" Naruto winced in pain as he tumbled to the ground, both he and Issei hitting the dirt hard.
The woman blinked, momentarily taken aback. "Hoh? Nice reflexes..." Another spear materialized in her hand. "But you've wasted enough of my time, and I have a tight schedule to keep."
Naruto, still lying on the ground, snorted, smirking despite the pain. "You must be eager to sell yourself to those old men, huh?"
Her expression darkened instantly, fury flashing in her eyes. "Watch your mouth!"
"Seriously," Naruto continued, unfazed, "what kind of woman walks around in an S&M outfit like that? You look like you're ready to be sold to some perverted old man." He taunted with a grin. If he's going to be dead tonight, he wouldn't go down without a fight. "And let me guess, he's got black hair, gold bangs, and a goatee that screams 'disappointment' from a mile away. Am I right, bitch?"
The woman's face twisted with rage, her wings flaring out in a violent display of power. "DON'T YOU DARE TALK ABOUT AZAZEL-SAMA LIKE THAT!" she screamed, raising her weapon high before slashing down with all her might.
Naruto braced himself, his grin growing even wider as he closed his eyes, ready to accept his fate before–
THWOOOOOM!
A massive pillar of golden light shot up from the ground beneath Naruto, reaching toward the heavens and illuminating the entire town. The air vibrated with power, and the sound of metal clanging echoed like a bell tolling in the distance.
"What's this!? You have a Sacred Gear!?" The winged woman's eyes widened in shock as she took a step back, feeling the immense divine energy radiating from the object that had materialized in front of Naruto.
Naruto opened his eyes, stunned in disbelief by what he saw, a familiar golden and blue sheath, floating before him. His lips curled into a slow, incredulous smile as goosebumps erupted across his skin.
"...the Everdistant Utopia... Avalon," he whispered in awe, barely believing his own words.
The sheath vanished almost as quickly as it appeared, but the golden light bathed Naruto's body, healing his wounds instantaneously.
"Impossible!" the woman cried, her voice full of disbelief. "What was that Sacred Gear?! That was definitely not Twilight Healing! So how are your wounds gone?!"
Before either of them could fully process what was happening, something else materialized in front of the blonde, floating menacingly.
The corrupted version of Excalibur, Excalibur Morgan.
Artoria Pendragon's weapon after she was corrupted by the Holy Grail itself.
"First, it was Avalon...and now it's this..."
How?
That was the question popping up in his mind.
Did he summon them from the game or from somewhere else?
"Ahahahaha..." Naruto let out an awkward laugh, his hands reaching for the sword. "Looks like Fate's on my side, bitch..."
The woman sneered, clearly unamused. "As if that little stick can save you now, Naruto-kun..." She chuckled darkly, raising an eyebrow. "But I'll admit, an unknown Sacred Gear that summons weapons is intriguing. Come with me—"
"These aren't just weapons," Naruto interrupted, his face suddenly losing all traces of humor and his voice turned cold. The corrupted Excalibur flared to life, dark energy swirling around it. "And they aren't ordinary, either."
In response to the sword's power, Naruto's body was suddenly encased in jet-black armor, his blonde hair shifting to a pale yellow, a black visor covering his eyes. His entire aura shifted, radiating a malevolent energy that clashed with the previous light of Avalon.
Her eyes widened.
"W-wha—"
In a blink, Naruto moved.
Before the winged woman could even register what had happened, he swung the corrupted Excalibur downward with devastating force.
A sickening crack filled the air as her body was cleaved in half, diagonal from shoulder to hip. The ground behind her exploded with a massive scar on it.
"...huh?" She blinked, her mind barely comprehending what had just happened as her body fell apart.
Naruto, emotionless like a doll , drove the sword through her head in one final, brutal motion, ending her life in an instant.
The park fell silent, save for the soft breeze and the slow crackling of the dark energy that surrounded Naruto, his armor gleaming under the moonlight.
As the two girls appeared at the park, the air was thick with the lingering remnants of the earlier battle. The light from the lampposts illuminated the aftermath: the crumpled form of Naruto, now back to his normal self, and the lifeless body of the fallen angel he had slain.
Rias' gaze immediately focused on Naruto as they approached him. His armor and sword had vanished, leaving only the boy, unconscious. Akeno followed her friend's line of sight, her eyes still wide with the memory of that strange, terrifying power.
"He's unconscious," Akeno noted softly, kneeling beside the boy. "That... was something else entirely, Rias."
Rias nodded, her own anxiety still bubbling under the surface. "Whatever that was, it wasn't any Sacred Gear I've ever heard of. That first energy... Holy energy, but it felt almost pure, like it didn't intend to harm. But that second energy..." She trailed off, remembering the oppressive, dark force that had radiated from Naruto's sword. It was malevolent, powerful, and unlike anything she had ever encountered. "It was terrifying."
Akeno agreed with her friend, her usually playful demeanor replaced by a rare seriousness. "It felt like death," she whispered. "And that armor...it was almost demonic in nature, but with a sacred twist. I've never seen anything like it."
Rias' gaze drifted from Naruto to Akeno, her thoughts whirling. "I know. His power is... unsettling. But even before this, there was something about him." She bit her lip, stealing a glance at the unconscious blonde.
"Honestly, Akeno, I was paying attention to Naruto long before tonight. Not just because he's a transfer student, but—" Rias hesitated, then admitted, "There's something exotic about him. His look, his confidence. It's hard to ignore. I-I mean, we are teenagers, after all. It's normal to be curious."
Akeno chuckled softly, though her concern hadn't completely faded. "He does have that air of mystery about him. It's no wonder the girls at school are drawn to him, but still..." She trailed off, her gaze hardening slightly as she turned toward the fallen angel's corpse. "What's more concerning is that the Fallen actually dared to make a move in our territory. We've left them alone for the sake of keeping the peace between the factions, but this attack... they've crossed a line."
Rias nodded, her eyes narrowing. "They've become bolder. It's been years since we've had direct conflict, but if they're starting something, we may be forced to respond." She sighed, feeling the weight of responsibility already pressing down on her. The thought of war between the factions hung over her like a dark cloud. "For now, we deal with this situation."
Her gaze fell on Issei, still lying on the ground, lifeless. Her expression softened as she approached the boy. "He didn't deserve this..." She knelt beside him, looking down at the unfortunate student who had been killed before his life had even truly begun. "I could save him," she whispered, her hand hesitating over her chest as she summoned one of her eight pawn pieces. "I have to at least try."
With a soft glow, Rias pressed the piece against Issei's chest, her magic flowing into him in an attempt to revive him and bring him into her peerage. But after a moment, the piece fell away, lifeless, just like the boy beneath her.
"It didn't work," Rias muttered, a mixture of frustration and sorrow tightening her chest. "I don't know why, but I can't bring him back with just one piece."
Akeno glanced at her. "Are you going to try using more?"
Rias hesitated, biting her lip.
"No. I can't. I need to save the rest of my pieces. After what we saw tonight, I need to make sure Naruto becomes part of my peerage. His power could be crucial, especially with what's coming." She stood up, her expression conflicted. "But... I don't want to leave Issei like this."
Just as she was about to summon help, a familiar voice interrupted her thoughts.
"Rias, Akeno."
They turned to see Shitori Souna or Sona Sitri, the President of the Student Council, and her Queen, Shinra Tsubaki, approaching from the shadows. Their faces were grim as they approached the scene.
"Sona..." Rias greeted, a mixture of relief and surprise in her voice while Akeno bowed slightly toward the girl. "You felt it, didn't you?"
Sona nodded, her sharp eyes scanning the area as she adjusted her glasses. "The holy energy and the malevolent power. We came to investigate but we didn't expect to find this," she gestured to the battlefield, her gaze lingering on Naruto and Issei. "So, what exactly happened here?"
Rias quickly explained the events, describing the Fallen Angel's attack and Naruto's sudden manifestation of strange powers while excluding some parts where she was spying on him a day after Naruto transferred. Sona's expression tightened as she listened, clearly processing the weight of the situation.
When Rias finished, Sona knelt beside Issei, inspecting the boy's body.
"I can see why you'd want to revive him," Sona said thoughtfully, before glancing at Rias. "But I also understand why you didn't use more than one piece. You want Naruto."
Rias met her friend's gaze, not denying it.
"I do."
Sona's lips pressed into a thin line, her eyes calculating.
"I see your point. But, Rias..." Her voice dropped slightly. "I want Naruto in my peerage as well. His intelligence and power—he's exactly the piece I've been looking for to complete my peerage."
The tension between the two girls became palpable, but Rias didn't back down.
"I understand, Sona, but this is personal for me. You know what's at stake for me and my future! If the Rating Game comes, I need every advantage I can get!"
Sona crossed her arms, clearly conflicted.
"You're asking me to give up a strong potential member of my own peerage. You know how valuable Naruto is. But..." She sighed, closing her eyes briefly before reopening them with reluctant acceptance. "Alright, Rias. I'll let you have this one. But if Naruto refuses to join your peerage, then that's on you."
Rias nodded gratefully.
"Thank you, Sona. I won't forget this." She turned back to Issei, a sense of relief flooding through her as she knelt beside him again. "Now, can you help me revive him?"
Sona nodded.
Never once did they notice someone else was watching what was happening with narrowed eyes.
Chapter 1 Ends
Bonus Story 1
The café buzzed with its usual atmosphere, customers, otakus, chatting quietly, the clinking of plates, and the soft footsteps of jovial maids going about their duties. However, at Naruto's table, things were far from ordinary.
"Sooo, Tachibana, there's something I'm curious about..." Naruto's casual tone didn't raise any alarms, but his next words did. "Did you pad your chest?"
The conversation froze.
Phones slipped from the girls' hands, Hanyuu Mayuri, Amano Ririsa, and Tachibana Mikari all stared at Naruto in shock. The entire café seemed to pause, eyes from every corner turning toward the group.
"I-I don't know what you're talking about, senpai..." Mikari stammered, her eyes darting away as she awkwardly retrieved her phone from the table.
The teacher stepped in with a sweatdrop, "Uzumaki, don't you know that's rude? Asking a girl something like that—"
But Naruto wasn't fazed. "You don't understand, Hanyuu-san," he said, still engrossed in his phone. "Her cosplay wasn't accurate. Her chest was 2 centimeters bigger than the supposed 101.4 centimeters."
"Normal people wouldn't mind if they're bigger, but for me, an avid fan, it matters a lot," Naruto continued, as if explaining the intricacies of physics.
Silence fell over the café again, only to be broken by scattered applause from nearby guests.
Mikari's face flushed a deep shade of red. "Aaah! Okay, okay, I get it, senpai! Shut it already!" she shouted, leaning closer to whisper, "Yes! I padded my chest, okay? They're sewn into the costume, and I couldn't take them off."
"I could have done it for you if you asked me, Mikarin..." Ririsa teased, pouting from the side.
Mikari shook her head in frustration. "No way! That's not even mine! It's my company's outfit, and I was lucky they had the exact color for Scathach's Spiritron Dress."
Naruto raised an eyebrow, switching targets. "Speaking of, sensei," he leaned in closer toward Mayuri, his voice small. "When you cosplayed as Morgan, I noticed your chest area was a bit... saggy. Can you... you know, use a push-up bra next time or exercise a bit?"
Mayuri's heart sank. "B-but I'm only 22... they can't be sagging already, can they?"
Ririsa and Mikari winced at Naruto's bluntness.
"You know, Riri-chan... maybe we should brace ourselves for senpai's comments..." Mikari muttered.
"Eh? But my cosplay is always accurate! Even the pads I used for the cos—"
"No," Naruto interrupted. "You have one fatal mistake, Amano." Ririsa stiffened as he spoke. "Your bustier clings too tightly to your skin, which probably means you're relying on shoulder straps for support. That's a common mistake with bunny outfits."
Naruto, clearly in his element, leaned back and continued without missing a beat as he tapped his phone. "What you want to do is integrate underwire into the bust area or use plastic boning. It'll give better structure and stop the outfit from relying on straps to stay up. You can also add silicone grips or an internal waistband for extra security, so it doesn't slip down during the convention. The straps, frankly, ruin the aesthetic for me..."
All three girls stared, jaws dropped. They hadn't expected their senior/student to be a cosplay expert with detailed fashion knowledge.
"You know... a lot about this, senpai..." Mikari chuckled nervously, still processing his critique.
Naruto grinned. "I had to learn sewing before challenging the sewing club back in the day. We held a competition to see who could make the best costume. I won, of course."
Ririsa blinked, completely excited. "You sewed your own costumes too, senpai!? Can you help me with my costume sometime?!"
"Nope."
Ririsa's shoulders sank at the blunt refusal.
Mikari sighed, leaning back in her chair, while Mayuri rubbed her temples. "Uzumaki, you're going to be a nightmare in the manga club, aren't you?"
"Well...I can always not join if you feel–"
Mikari and Ririsa quickly stood up, "No! We want you in our club!"
He sweatdropped.
'These girls are weird...'
Bonus Story Ends