If You're No One And You Know It... (High School DxD SI Chapter 2)

"Can you leave and not talk to me about this again?" I immediately said. I felt myself smiling at my witty comeback, before scowling because no, it's not witty, it's fucking desperate.

Sona lips twitched upwards. "If that's what you truly want, then sure. But I'm more interested in how you knew I was a Devil."

"Oh I'm in shock right now, and I'll pretty much freak out once you leave." Somehow my brain is really outperforming itself right now in the banter department. Please don't stumble and crash until she's gone. "So...leave?" Dammit! So close. Should have said that with more oomph.

Sona gave off a knowing smile, like she was in total control of the situation, which well, true but makes her look like a dick. She walked around and grabbed my desk chair to sit on and face me. At some point I have climbed up, standing on my bed.

"Really? Is this any way to treat a guest?" Sona smiled, then tilted her head, as if about to strike the nail on the head. "Or...is it that I'm a Devil that repulses you so?"

"No, that's generally how you treat intruders." I bit back, before realizing how stupid I looked standing on my bed. With my slippers on. Slowly, casually I sat down to be at the same eye level as her. I failed the 'causally' part.

"Hmm? But I wouldn't have been here, if it wasn't for a strong emotion to trigger the Devil Summoning Spell. Even if you say 'no', you must have had a really strong wish to cause my summoning." Sona said back.

"No, I think your..." What word to use for the Devil Contract? Wait, did she say it's a 'Devil Contract', or would it be knowledge I shouldn't have? Fuck, don't take too long to answer! "Paper thing." Dammit, brain! "Is malfunctioning. I mean, faulty. I wasn't trying to summoning you. I don't want to summon you, and now I just want you to leave!" I panted as I ended up saying that all in one breath.

Sona was quiet for a moment as I got my breathing back under control. The way she was staring intently at me, with curiosity and all, made my eyes feel watery again, and I look down to not meet her eyes. She was actually sitting cross legged so I could see a tease of her panties, but it took me a long while before I realized what I was looking at.

I panicked, shook my head and looked away. I took a peek back at her face, only to see amusement and a raised eyebrow. Fuck! Dammit! I looked away, and pointedly not stared in her direction.

"I think we got off on the wrong foot." Sona started. "How about I introduce myself again?" Before I could say no, she just continued. "At school you know me as Sona Shitori, but my real name is Sona Sitri."

Don't react, don't say anything. Anything I say can be incriminating. ...Not sure incriminating how or in what way, but basically I focus on saying nothing.

"I, as you know, as a Devil, and I was summoned by the contract in your hand to grant a wish." Sona said.

I realized that she was right, and hastily threw the paper away.

"Rude, don't you think?" Sona said with a slight frown. "Your attitude thus far really has been really far for what a student of Kuoh Academy should be like." She said with a sigh as she closed her eyes and shook her head.

I felt a burst of anger push it's way out of the cloud of jitteriness and fear constraining me.

"Sona, we're not at school." I said back, almost gritting my teeth. "I don't have to act like some boot-licking shit, walking on egg shells in my own home. Which, you know, you're still not invited to, and no, I don't care what that paper said. I don't have a wish, I don't want you to grant me a wish, and even if I had one you wouldn't be able to grant it."

As soon as I said that last phrase, I felt cursing. It's like watching a train crash in slow motion, except you're the train, and you can't stop talking.

"Oh? I wouldn't be too sure. My record in completing my contract is perfect thus far. There isn't a wish I have failed to grant." Sona said with a professional smile, now the ball in her court.

"Look, just...please, leave." I was pleading at this point. I felt tired.

I think that got through her "smart smile" mask, as she lost the smile, and just looked at me curiously.

"Jiro, please. Why don't you give me a chance? Whatever problem you have, I assure you I can help you with it." She said slowly.

I glared at her. This time meeting her eyes, and that surprised look as she blinked for a moment, before looking back felt satisfying in how I threw her off. A moment later I looked away, when I saw she wasn't phased beyond that initial surprise.

"You know what, sure." I smile through gritted teeth. "I wanna lose a few pounds and look fit without changing my diet."

"Hmm, I suppose for a normal person that would be a standard wish." Sona brought out a tablet-like device with a handle, pressing a button, then frowned for a second at the result. "Ah, this is a bit tough."

"Hmm?" Okay, I'm kinda interested now.

"It says...it would cost you thirty years of your lifespan."

"PFFFTHA!" I couldn't help but snort before covering my mouth before raising my hand to cover my eyes. I had to laugh out loud to cover up, how much I wanted to cry.

Wow, thanks universe. As if I didn't need a direct message telling to me go fuck myself.

"Well, there are other methods of payment such as...paying 10 billion yen." Sona said sounding professional to cover her surprise.

So basically it would take me thirty years of working my ass off to be fit. What's the point of doing that, if I don't have anything else in my life? And why would I go through that much effort? To get a girl? To look sexy? You know what, fuck it, I'll take delicious food that could give me a heart attack later on in life, it's better than all that misery.

"Well, maybe there are other ways of granting you that wish. I could hire-"

"Stop." I said raising a hand up. "Look, I just said that for the hell of it, and to get you to leave. I don't really care, it's not that important." I cared a little, but not enough to make this a big deal, that require this much effort.

Sona didn't look like she believed me, but nodded all the same. "Very well," she put the device away. "Then can you at least answer my curiosity in how you knew I was a Devil." She crossed her legs again, hands over one knee, as if to look resolute in not moving till I answered.

At this point don't care if I reveal some of my knowledge, if it will get her to leave.

"Didn't know, but not surprised." I said back quickly.

"Hoo?" She raised an eyebrow, waiting for me to elaborate.

I didn't know what else to say, so I stayed silent.

"You knew through Tsubasa?" She said after a long while, moving the conversation herself.

"Yes." I nodded.

"Funny," she smiled in that 'gotcha' like way. "She said she never actually told you."

"That's, um..." I felt trapped, she was about to get up and grab me with magic or something. I briefly looked toward the window, wonder if I could jump and survive a two story drop. Wait, the window is closed. Could I crash through the glass? ...That would hurt wouldn't it? Also, real life isn't like the movies, the window would be much stronger and I would just cut myself.

"So, Jiro." Sona pressed forward. "How did you know? Who told you?"

"No one, I just knew okay!" I couldn't say I knew from an anime from my past life. That would just invite hell upon. Fuck, beyond the first few arcs, I don't remember the details off the top of my head. I never bothered to write stuff down because it would be stupid if it's found out, and I didn't want to interact with the DxD plot anyhow. Things turned out fine, right? No, it would be worst if I interfered because who know what I could fuck up.

"How?" She leaned forward.

I wracked my brain for something anything.

Almost like a miracle I remembered that time Tsubasa stumbled around with her wings, when she first became a Devil, because she didn't know how to hide them in the beginning.

"Tsubasa used to be clumsy." I cried out. Sona blinked in surprise and leaned back. Seeing my advantage I held onto it. "When she flew back home, she used to stumble in her landing into the house, and didn't know who to remove...unfold? her wings before she got that under control. Okay!?"

"...I see." Sona stayed quiet for a moment, as she took in everything, while eyeing me. She nodded after a while and smile, making me feel relieved, but I tried and hoped I didn't show that. "So, is that why you're so distant with her? Because she became a Devil?" She inquired.

"...What!?" My voice was quiet, but the emphasized anger in my tone, let Sona know she did something wrong. No, not just my tone, I was openly giving her a disguised look at her presumption.

"Sorry, I didn't wish to presume, but as her King, I wanted to help her home life be-"

"Then don't." I cut her off, know that it's rude but I don't care. "My relationship with my sister is none of your fucking business, and frankly..." My mind was a whirl trying to come up with something to say back, but I couldn't focus on what point to complain about. "No. Just leave. I don't want a wish, and if you must have one, then I wish for you to leave me alone. What's the price for that?"

"Hold your tongue."

I felt a pressure, like fear being a physical force, and it gripped my chest. Shit, I pissed her off. Is this killing intent? I was frozen in place, not physically but, a feeling like if I moved, it would be bad.

Sona took a deep breath and sighed, before looking at me with a conflicted look.

"I apologize for how this meeting went, Jiro. Maybe we can try again next time."

I opened my mouth but couldn't say anything, as I didn't know what to say. A plea for her not to hurt me, a defiant shout that there would be no next time, something else?

I saw her eyes glow and fell down to sleep.

I woke up feeling to the sound of birds. Looking at the window, I saw the sky barely beginning to brighten.

Huh. I woke up early today.

I felt myself being a bit cramped. I looked down to see I feel asleep in my going out clothes.

The hell? Was I that tired that I didn't change out of my clothes? What did I do when I came back home yesterday after...

The Machine Girl. Fuck, I'm not gonna be able to eat seafood for a month.

I looked at the clock, I have some time to take a shower and change clothes. I didn't study yesterday, but thankfully I didn't have homework and nothing major is coming up soon. Not like I would have studied. The stuff I still don't understand I stopped bothering with, and the stuff I do understand I easily finished up.

A lot of people in Self Insert stories talk about how school is easy, the second time around. Yeah, because doing this stuff all over again, just makes you suddenly good at the things you previously failed at, or were just likely to skim by and pass.

My parents used to look so proud of how I did in kindergarten and primary school, saying both me and Tsubasa were prodigies. That didn't last long.

Honestly, fuck people that keep putting so many expectation on children, just because they did well, calling them smart, or worse, a genius. No, they just got some dumb fucking basic shit faster than other kids, it's not the damn be all end all. Putting labels like that on kids will fuck them up for life, when they inevitably fail to meet that expectation!

When I went to take a shower, after standing under the hot water for a bit, I turned it all the way cold, and forced myself to bare it, as I moved to wash myself. Cold water at least forced me not to think negatively, because I'm too busy trying to hurry up my showering.

After I was done, I put on some fresh school clothes, and went down for breakfast.

"H-Hey, Jiro, are you feeling okay?" Tsubasa said out of the blue.

I raised an eyebrow, trying to look carefree and neutral like usual.

"Yeah...why?" I asked.

"Nothing, just...that's good."

"Okay." Weird but not important.

I ate in silence as usual, with my mom joining us, as dad left for his job with a bento box. Mom, of course focused on how Tsubasa was doing at school, while occasional asking me as well. It felt like she was just including me, because I happen to be her son, so I gave short answers, till she and Tsubasa were engrossed in their talk, to not focus on me.

After that, Tsubasa and I left to school, but she seemed annoyed at something, while looking at me weirdly from time to time, like she's worried I'll be offended by her or something. Is this a Devil thing?

The school day passed by as normal. I saw Issei introduce "Yuuma" to his friends, and felt my shoulder stiffen. Well, shit, canon's starting. I made sure to keep my eyes away from the black haired shy girl-acting bitch, and keep my head down. Issei's perverted friends were shouting their frustrations in the background.

...I was gonna let another person die.

But, but it should be fine. Everything works out fine in the end. So, it should be fine, right?

It's not my problem, I shouldn't interfere. If I don't interfere, everything works out.

Just don't think about how I'm letting Issei die. Don't think about how I'm letting a murder that I know will happen, to happen.

Don't think about it. Don't think about it.

"Hey, Jiro, do you mind if we see the Drag-so Ball movie today?" Kouji asked.

"Yeah, sure, great, awesome!" I immediately agreed, anything to not think about Issei's corpse in the park. Shit!

"Eri is gonna be joining us." Akira said, having a curious look at see my reply.

"Yeah, sure, great. The more the merrier, bring two Eris even. Hahahaha." What the fuck am I even saying?

"Hahahaha, man can you imagine." Kouji laughed, agreeing with the sentiment.

"...Are you sure, you're okay?" Akira asked beside me in a quieter more personable voice, showing that he worried for me.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine honest." I pushed on smiling.

I just didn't want to think about the murder on my conscious.

I was so relieved to see Issei the next day, even if he was running around about Yuuma, and questioning his own sanity that no one remembered her.

It all turned out okay. Everything is okay.

School carried on like usual, with nothing bad happening.

"Hey, Jiro," Eri approached me all of a sudden when the school day ended. Akira and Kouji weren't around, why would she want to talk to me? "Do you have a minute? I wanna talk to you about something alone in private."