Highschool DxD The Eroge
Sona Sitri:
The mystery of Naruto Uzumaki had always been a prevalent topic among the student body of Kuoh Academy. Even the small supernatural population found their own interests piqued. Weeks spent shadowing the blond had ended in failure, the lack of progress had become commonplace. No matter who was sent to tail him, Uzumaki would effortlessly slip away from his unwanted shadow. Rumors of some illicit part time job had initially drew her attention to her aloof classmate. Initially she intended to gauge the truthfulness of the rumors and act if need be. However, the constant failure of her Peerage had slowly piqued the supernatural side of her. Their first meeting gave little away about the blonde's abilities, frankly the lack of any power ushered him as nothing more than a normal human. Now, she could admit he possessed something more, something that she would desire to selfishly claim as her own. No normal human could escape the enhanced senses of a Devil, those that could belonged to the supernatural world in one way or another. Uzumaki either held some Sacred Gear or he was some other Factions operative enjoying free reign in her and Rias' shared territory.
That desire to pull the wool from her eyes resulted in her current predicament, standing at the downtown area of Kuoh City in her school uniform. The evening lamplights were already illuminating the streets as the bustle of a modern city filled the air. An orchestra of thousands of feet drumming along the concrete walkways flowed easily among the chattering of conversations and the alcohol filled celebrations of salarymen. Much like her Bishop Momo and even her Queen Tsubaki, she had lost sight of Naruto as he easily blended among the sea of people, as he drifted further and further away. Ignoring the unfamiliar bitterness of defeat, she remained diligent in her attempts to relocate Uzumaki. Though foolish and out of place, her pride would never allow her to give up so easily, especially when she already spent an entire afternoon on this particular topic.
Hours blended together as she hurried the streets, choosing to ignore the drunken carousers who attempted numerous times to draw her attention. Little came from her search as her growing annoyance began to show itself in the slight, but noticeable twist of her lips. She did not know how much longer she spent strangling the straps of her school bag as her tiring legs finally began to slow and the whimper of her empty stomach ended her misery. In her dismay, she could only sigh as her eyes searched for some nourishment. At the edges of her vision, the brightly illuminated sign of a ramen bowl drew her attention. If she were any other type of person, she would have bowed her head in reverance to the concept of fate then and there. Standing behind the bar in an broth stained apron and his hair neatly bundled underneath the snug fitting hair net was Naruto Uzumaki himself, his whiskered face bearing an audacious look of shock.
Naruto Uzumaki:
Life had not been going exactly as he had planned it to go. In all honestly, waking up in this unfamiliar world more or less put a hamper in his plans for the future. Since he learned about who the Hokage was and what that title entailed, he'd been dreaming of undergoing the arduous task. Screaming his intentions of holding that office for as long as he could remember, he'd never have imagined all that hard work to result in him working as an underpaid busboy. After so much struggle and pain this ending honestly left a stingy bitterness to fester. It wasn't just him waking up in some foreign world but the loss of his Chakra, now replaced by some annoying blue screen. Whispering under his breath, Naruto watched as the familiar screen flickered before him. Having been stuck in many lifelike illusions during his numerous missions, he'd chopped the screen and the entire world around him as just that, an illusion. The Uchiha's and their shitty Genjutsu's were not out of the realm of possibility, so in the first days he waited. Kurama would break him out of the illusionary world in no time. Days turned into weeks and weeks into months with no sign of his friend.
Grumbling a curse at no one in particular, he turned his attention to the screen.
[User: Naruto Uzumaki]
[Title: ?]
[Charm: 1]
[Wisdom: 1]
[Luck: -1]
[Current Quest: Tutorial - ?]
Other than the obvious similarities to the video games that littered the current world he occupied, nothing about the so called System offered any clues on how to progress. Numerous tabs were inaccessible leaving him without a single idea of how to progress the supposed quest. Every time he pulled up the damn screen nothing changed, it simply gave the useless information and that was that.
"Uzumaki! Get your ass out of the breakroom, customers are done eating!" Hollered a voice from the kitchen.
"I'm coming you old hag!" He shouted back as he hopped to his feet and made his way to the dining area. Ignoring the string of curses that flowed effortlessly from the elderly owner/chef. Loading bowls and plates onto the bin, he easily hauled the pile into the conveyor belt of the industrial dishwasher. Off to the center of the kitchen was the aforementioned owner, hunched over the tiresome cooking station in an unbearable heat. Calloused hands littered with cuts and burns danced elegantly among the pots and pans as the aging woman prepared another bowl of his beloved comfort food. While it was nothing like Ichiraku's, Masuyo's was no slouch.
[Potential Heroine Found]
[Quest Updated]
[Tutorial - Raise That Flag]
[Reward: 10 E-Coins + ?]
[Penalty: ?]
[Do You Wish To Accept]
[Y/N]
Blinking at the sudden appearance of the screen, Naruto could only mutter a confused, "What?"
"Get your ass moving brat!" Masuyo shouted from her station brandishing her ladle like some saber.
Ducking out of the kitchen he barely had time to avoid an incoming server as he dodged out of the way. Moving to the safety of the bar, he blinked at the system in a state of confusion. Hearing the familiar groan of the door swing open, he came face to face with the one responsible.
[Heroine: Souna Shitori]
[Title: Stern Student Body President]
[Relationship Status: Classmates]
[Affection Level: -5]
[Heroine Description: Souna Shitori is the third most popular girl in Kuoh Academy, she is the current Student Council President and the highest scoring student in her entire year. She is close friends with the President of the Occult Research Club and current most popular girl in Kuoh, Rias Gremory. Both she and her friend are rumored to be from wealthy families in Europe]
"Welcome?" He murmured.
Naruto Uzumaki:
How he ended up sitting with Souna in a booth and not working was a mystery he was too damn tired to solve. The girl was insistent on him joining her as she scowled and all but threw him at the cushioned seat. The bartender Kenji did nothing to stop her as the smirking man simply offered him a thumbs up and left to tend to the dwindling customer base. Having gotten her miso ramen in record time, Souna ate quietly and efficiently with the grace expected of some Daimyo. As she ate in silence, he found his attention turned to the screen a finger hovering over the choice. This was a brand new development but the damn System gave him nothing to work with, blanking out the useful information. He'd been so lost in his own thoughts, the persistent calls from Souna were ignored until he felt a well groomed hand grip his extended arm. The sudden action snapped him out of his musings as his finger jabbed carelessly at the screen.
[Mission Accepted]
Crap.
"Are you alright, Uzumaki-san?" Souna asked her bespectacled face morphing into concern.
"I-"
A. [No, I was lost staring into your beautiful eyes.]
B. [No, I need your touch to heal me.]
C. [I'm fine, stop bothering me.]
D. [Yes, I'm just a little tired from work.]
What the hell?
Opening his mouth to respond, he found the action impossible as he turned his eyes at his surroundings, everything seemed frozen to time.
[Please choose an option]
This piece of shit System.
Briefly scanning the options, he effortlessly chose D. None of the others would have given him anything but uncomfortable responses and the disgust he was all too familiar of seeing sent in the direction of Jiraya.
[You chose option B]
Oi.
You piece of shit.
"If you have the energy to be joking around, Uzumaki-san then please pay attention." Souna replied her eyes narrowing a smidge.
[Souna Shitori: Affection -1]
"Sorry, just tired from work." He chuckled awkwardly rubbing the back of his head in embarrassment.
"Yes, speaking of work. You know it is against the school rules for a Kuoh Academy student to hold a part time job." She began nodding her head in appreciation to Kenji who had taken up his mantle as busboy for the time being. "It is my responsibility as the Student Council President to look out for my classmate. You have just recently transferred to Kuoh, I can overlook this incident once. But, you would have to quit this job and focus on your school work."
"Can't do that." He answered almost immediately an annoyed twitch being the only indicator of his darkening mood. Maybe it was the buildup of his frustrations over the time spent in this world, or maybe he was just angry over the severance between him and his old one. Balling his hands together he could spot the comforting spark of determination shine from the reflection of Souna's glasses.
Blinking at the response, Souna studied him before relenting a ghost of a smile finding its way onto her stoic face. Leaving her payment on the table, she stood and nodded in response. Her slow march out of the nearly empty restaurant halted as she turned back around and spoke, "Tomorrow after class meet me in the student council room."
Not waiting for a response, she strolled out into the night.
[Souna Shitori: Affection +2]
Sona Sitri:
The crisp evening air brushing against her face was a welcome comfort. Her day had not been a waste after all it appeared, though she held an all too short conversation with her target, it proved fruitful. During her meal she spent it studying Naruto, hoping to find some clues to the origins of her mysterious classmate. His form while lean could be comparable to Rias' Knight, Kiba. No, Naruto's figure surpassed the Knight's without a doubt. It was tempered by hard work and life threatening situations, scars and bruises while hidden were noticeable to her keen gaze. Uzumaki's body had experienced battles and undoubtably war. Similar to before, no magic could be sensed but mayhap she was not searching hard enough. Nevertheless, she set their next meeting. Sooner or later she'd figure out just who exactly was Naruto Uzumaki, until then she could wait.
One wave of her wrist, she easily formed a teleportation circle beneath her and allowed the flow of magic to whisk her away from the empty streets and into her room. Marching to her bathroom in hopes of enjoying a warm bath, she glanced to her desk and found an idea for her next meeting with the blond. Brushing her hand against the polished Pawn piece, the Devil smiled in anticipation.
Naruto Uzumaki:
[Congratulations! Tutorial Quest Complete.]
[Souna Shitori Route Unlocked! You Can Now View The Relationship Status With This Heroine!]
[Your Relationship Status with Souna Shitori has changed to 'Potential Pawn']
[10 E-Coins Added To Inventory]
[Skill Summoning Unlocked]
[Equipment Summoning Unlocked]
Staring at the screen for another second, Naruto eyed the newly unlocked tabs and immediately pressed the 'Skill' tab.
[Welcome to Skill Summoning! You can now use E-Coins to summon a random skill from the Skill Pool!]
[Would you like to spend 5 E-Coins to summon a skill?]
[Y/N]
What the hell?
Without hesitation pressing the 'Yes', he watched as his bedroom was illuminated by a strange silver light. One blue card flickered into existence before him as it spun in place. Tapping his finger on the card, Naruto blinked as it spun faster and faster changing its color from brown, silver, and gold until it finally stopped at brown. It shone once and began shrinking until it was the size of a regular playing card, gently fluttering down to his waiting hands.
[Congratulations! You have received a Common Skill!]
[Skill Card: Chakra D-]
[Skill Description: Chakra is a supernatural substance native to your world. It is essential for the most basic of Jutsu, it can be controlled and manipulated through the usage of hand signs.]
Wait?
Really?
There it was, the familiar flow of Chakra that had been robbed from him so long ago now trinkled in his system once more. Quickly forming the hand sign of his most versatile technique, Naruto turned to his side eyeing the familiar poof of smoke. Rather than the entire room filled with perfect copies of himself, the collapsed form of his Shadow Clone looked dead. His clone laid there lifeless as its bleary eyes flickered a little before exploding out of existence.
[Congratulations! You have learned the Technique 'Shadow Clone'!]
[Warning: Due to the User's low Chakra level, he cannot use Techniques above the D-Rank]
Chapter End
Author's Note: Hey, thanks for reading my first story. I've had this idea for some time now and decided why not write it? Anyways, what were your thoughts on the style of writing? I want to know how the characters feel to you guys, I'm not entirely sure I got Naruto's entire personality in the dialogue. I tried to make him as close as possible but I'm not really sure if it's how he would act. This is him during the 4th War period so I went with a more serious personality. Fair warning though, this story was made to be a crack type story so I won't be delving too seriously into the logistics of the worlds. Any criticisms are welcome and ideas. I'm out, see you next chapter.