Prelude:

Life is full of surprises.

Good surprises, like finding money in the pockets of some piece of clothing you forgot you even owned. Wonderful surprise. Chef's kiss. I'd like to be surprised like this more often.

Bad surprises, like coming home to find out your dog died. Oh Coco, you were too good for this cold, cold world. I hope all dogs do go to heaven.

I guess, for Issei, being confessed to by "Amano-san" was quite the wonderful surprise.

The scene was too good to be true. A beautiful girl confessing her love for you under the sunset? Classic. Every horny teen's dream. Oh, but hold on, there's more. The girl who confessed her love for Issei is someone he has never fucking seen before in his life. However, she knew his name. She knew the route he took to go home from school.

Oh, but there's even more.

Issei is an infamous degenerate who, together with his two friends, are well-known peeping toms. Now, I'm not here to kink shame no one, but peeping on the Kendo Club girls while they're in the changing room is criminal behavior. So, even Issei should be able to see the red flags, yes? I mean, he should have some level of self-awareness. Cute, nice girls would sooner run from him than towards him, am I right? I'm not hating on him, but let's be honest here.

So, come on, with all the evidence we've procured, I believe we are able to conclude that we're not even on the "red flag" level with this girl. Amano-san could be described as the Soviet Union's flag in girl form right now.

Thus, I believe Issei should be able to see through the ruse.

"Y-Yes, I'd love to!"

Like, I knew he was going to agree, I was even counting on him doing so, but it's kind of disappointing. So much so that I couldn't help but to sigh from the place I was hiding in. "You almost deserve the things she's going to do to you, kid." I muttered, the tone of disapproval not lost on me as I spoke.

For now, I'll let things flow like they're supposed to. So enjoy the spring's breeze in all of its splendor. Rejoice in the two sizable distractions dangling in front of you, keeping thou from thinking with the correct "head". Let the embers of sunlight bless you, for you're in for quite the turn of events.

I've seen the things I needed to see. Kind of wish I didn't. "And so," I stand solemnly, eyes on the fictitious spectators in front of me. "The show begins." Turning in the opposite direction of the foolish boy, I begin to stroll through the orange tinted sidewalks. "Beware. The front rows are splashing zones."

However, there's more to this world than ill-fated romance; well, if you could even refer to Issei's relationship with Amano-san as "romantic", but not the point. We'll return to them when the time comes. For now…

"I need to kill time," I whisper. "It'll be some time before I can enter the stage proper, so…" musing to myself, I couldn't decide on how to proceed from here. I'm the new, enigmatic figure in town. Or, in other words, I'm kind of clueless on where to go, on how I should spend the time I have.

"Well… let's become more acquainted with the town, shall we?" Perhaps I should stop talking alone while I do. "But then who would I talk to?" Rubbing my chin, I couldn't help but to feel like an idiot. But hey, being an idiot isn't all that bad. I can entertain myself, if nothing else.

"...I suppose strolling around in the dead of night would do the trick." In this world of Gods, Devils, as well as wandering spirits, the veil of night could be fascinating if one had the tools to survive the beings lurking in the dark. "Well… I guess I'd have someone to talk to if I happen to encounter one of these beings."

Better than nothing, I guess.