"I see, thank you for the report, Genshirou," Sona Sitri said as she looked at her fellow student council members. Her pawn, went back to his chair while she leaned back on her backrest. It was the same old tiring day in her student council, a thing she saw as training for her dream.
Sensing a nearby presence, as faint as it was, the young heiress of the noble house sat properly.
"You can come out now," Hearing those words, a sense of pride filled her heart. Her peerage members readied themselves and she could feel their intent to protect her.
"Nice team," The voice of one of her students, the great pervert of Kuoh Academy, Issei Hyoudo, echoed in the entire room. Turning to the shadows on her right, she half-expected him to teleport. "Ehem, over here,"
The pervert, dressed in the uniform of Kuoh Academy, held her order, a dress for a party she needed to attend in the underworld.
"When did he?!" One of her students asked.
"That's faster than you said," Sona noted, checking her mental notes.
"I told you I could finish it earlier if I don't have too much work," The great pervert nonchalantly replied. "A dragon? Not bad, but he's... how do you say this... incomplete,"
"Incomplete?" Said dragon asked.
"Yeah, it's like a perfectly sliced pizza but yours only have a 4th... I guess," The pervert noted, filing away that information as he turned to the vice president of the student council there was something in her soul too but he wasn't completely sure. "Anyway, pres. Here's your dress for the gala and Sera already paid for it,"
"She knows?!" The bespectacled heiress asked.
"Do you think she doesn't know which formal parties you attend?"
"Fair point..." Taking several moments to compose herself, the heiress looked at her peerage. "Everyone, as you all know, this is Issei Hyoudo,"
"Hey, nice to meet you,"
"He's our school's resident pervert and sadly, he is also a contracted magician of my sister," Sona said, introducing the pervert to her peerage. Said pervert smiled and waved at the group before looking at Sona.
"What?!"
"The pervert contracted with Lady Leviathan?!"
"the pervert is a magician?!"
"I'm more of a spellcaster than a magician," Issei clarified with a smile. "I'm more of a regular weaver that got lucky,"
"Hyoudo, regular weavers don't finish a quality dress in less than a day," Sona pointed out.
"Not true, my friend told me that master-level weavers can weave a dress worth a mansion or more in a few hours," The pervert pointed out, and the image of a man with white hair appeared in his mind. "A highly-detailed dress of the best quality that I can weave will take around few days for me,"
"Hold up, Hyoudo, you're a mage?!" Saji looked at the pervert who raised a brow.
"Spellcaster,"
"I find that hard to believe," the youngest of their group, the only first year, said under her breath.
The pervert looked at the student council president.
"They all have potential but they're all judging the books too fast based on the covers," The pervert looked at them. "A highly flexible team similar to a jack-of-all-trades. Not bad,"
"I called Hyoudo here to have him tailor some uniforms for us," Sona announced. "While he is a pervert,"
"Great pervert," The pervert clarified.
"He is skilled in his craft." Sona finished. "He weaved the uniform I'm wearing,"
"Hyoudo," Saji said, looking at the pervert with fire in his eyes.
"No, I might be a great pervert but I would NEVER use the sizes I gathered through my jobs for 'reasons'. I'm a professional weaver and I have standards," The great pervert clarified as he looked at them. "I'll be done around next week with the uniforms, I just need them all measured," The pervert said as he handed Sona the dress. "Can you put this on? I need to see if I need some adjustments,"
"Sure, wait here," Sona said, heading to the portal connected to her room while the rest of her peerage looked at the pervert.
"So, dragon boy," Issei said, switching to English to check a theory of his. "How are you coming along?"
"I'm doing fine?" The student council member replied, unsure of what to say,
"You should get some more meat and train more in the physical department," Issei advised, looking at the dragon-souled teen. "As of now... you won't be able to unlock your full capabilities,"
"What would you know? I'm a devil under Sona Sitri worth four pawns,"
Thwip.
Silver threads tightened around the teen as Issei clenched his hand.
In that instant, the entire student council readied themselves as they looked at the great pervert of Kuoh Academy.
"See, my threads were able to bind you. A proper dragon even in the body of a human would have had an easier time than you," The pervert replied as he looked at Saji. "And it comes with the territory of my work. I work closely with a dragon,"
"Hyoudo, I know you caught my sister's eye due to your talents but don't use them on my peerage," The tension was broken by the appearance of the Sitri Heiress clad in an elegant dress that covered her body.
"Hyoudo..." Saji, who has already been freed from the threads. "If... no. WHEN I become a high-class devil, I will hire you to make clothes for president..."
"Me too," Tsubaki Shinra whispered, looking in awe at the elegant heiress clad in one of the dresses he wove. The rest of her peerage were too awestruck at how the dress highlighted and improved her natural features, blending in like a painting created by a great artist.
"Is it bad?" Sona shyly asked as the pervert approached her, scanning her body up and down with a critical eye. The intense look in his eyes made the heiress blush.
"Hmm, so Melissa was right, adding those stitches was the best fit. But something else is missing," Issei looked at the entire room, noting the security measures enveloping the student council room as a pair of gauntlets appeared in his hands. She looked good in her sleeveless dress but...
Pulling out a small orb from his pouch, the young pervert... no, the young weaver's hands blurred as a long piece of cloth materialized in front of him as his hands danced and weaved through numerous shapes, appearing only as a blur to all inside the student council room. Incantations of an unknown language escaped the pervert's mouth as if it were a mantra while the cyan thread that came from the pervert's orb, took the form of a shawl.
Fast, the hand movements were even faster than the knight of the peerage could react. Even Sona, a devil since birth, could not see the movements, only the blurs of each action. In less than five minutes, a shawl made of the cyan thread that looked like it came from silk, was now wrapped around her shoulders. He smiled as he looked at the heiress.
"Mind if I make some adjustments?"
"Y-yes," In an instant, the image of the student council president became more elegant and magnificent as the dress and shawl both changed color.
"Success," The pervert breathed out, wiping the drops of sweat from his forehead with his gauntlet-covered hands. It was a simple adjustment, tightening a single spot, and now. It was done.
"That was magic..." Tsubaki breathed out, entranced by the dance of threads and fingers that created such a beautiful piece. "Not a mage my ass,"
"Because it's true," The pervert replied with a smile as he looked at them and bowed in a manner of how one greets nobility. "Greetings, I am Issei Hyoudo, Master Soulweaver of combat weaving, contracted tailor of Serafall Leviathan, a pleasure to meet the peerage of my contractor's little sister,"
Issei Hyoudo, resident Soulweaver of Kuoh dressed in his Soulweaver attire with a soul-woven coat of his design, a pair of cyan blue blades erupting from his gauntlet illuminated his form as it clashed with the blade of a weapon.
'A scythe?' Instincts honed by countless wars allowed the pervert to deflect the blows from his attacker. Seeing an opening, the soul-weaver struck. Like a snake, his bladed gauntlet took the hood of his attacker.
"Issei Hyoudo," the young woman's soft and seductive voice in front of him caused the young pervert to raise a brow as his bladed gauntlets lowered to a fighting stance. "A pleasure to meet you on this fine evening,"
"The pleasure is mine, Lady Rossweisse," the young Soul Weaver greeted as cyan butterflies floated around Rita, the same color as his gauntlets' blades.
"You're no ordinary human, unlike what Irina boasted all the time,"
"Who knows, I'm nothing but an ordinary pervert admiring the beauty of the female form. Would you like to model for me?"
"While I would love that, I'm afraid I'm quite too busy with my job," Rita said with a tired sigh, looking at the pervert as she lowered her scythe. "Please forgive my actions, I was asked to monitor all people that might be a threat to Lady Sitri and Gremory,"
"And I'm a threat to them?"
"You're a pervert, Sir Hyoudo," Rita countered.
"Fair point," The cyan blades dispersed. "Well, it's a bit late and I'm hungry... wanna get something to eat? I know a good place,"
"Why, I would love that, Sir Hyoudo."
"Just call me Issei,"
Sup guys! I'm back! it's a bit early for this new chapter but why not?! In this chapter, we finally see our resident pervert's skills. we are almost done with the current Arc, meaning we will be doing Arc 2 in a couple more chapters. It will include the Riser Phenex rating game but with a twist. Rita Rossweisse is related to Rossweisse, meaning she is a valkyrie, well half or something hahaa. I am supposed to be studying for a test RN.
Anyway, I hope you guys liked this fic. See you guys soon!