Issei woke up in his bed again.
When he got up he looked around, his room looked like last week, like the two last weeks he's had. He was back yet again to before he had joined the Literature Club. He looked at his quests as he had finished the last one.
Mission #8
Raccoon's Streetlight
Condition: Go to the Literature Club Room
Failure: You don't go to the Literature Club Room
Completed!
Reward: Item (Justitia)
He felt something heavy fall in his lap, looking at it he realized that it was a revolver. What did he need a revolver for? He took it and looked inside the chamber, there were no bullets loaded. He hid the gun quickly in case his parents came in and saw him holding a gun.
So he was back again. But would they be there too? This time they all died, it was impossible to have a club if everyone was dead, he was the last member alive. He got up and realized that there was no new quest, so there was a big one coming up again later?
He went to the academy, like any normal day, after finishing he went to where the Literature Club was supposed to be, the door was still there, entering it, he saw that it was empty, the club didn't exist anymore. They were all gone.
Issei left the place and went to see if the neighborhood that Cordis and Sayori lived in was still there, it was, and their houses were also there as well, but they were both locked this time, it seemed like the reality itself fused together with his world, yet there was nothing left behind that was of importance.
He knew what he was going to do now, his identity was now bound to poems and he wanted to keep it that way, not because he wanted, but because he had to, to make sure they existed in his world in one way or another as his own reminder.
It was now Tuesday, right now Issei was inside the Student Council room as he waited for Sona Shitori, which he felt like was a fake surname, to finish reading his club registration.
"What is this Hyoudou?" Sona asked as she was looking at a paper that Issei gave her. "It's meant for registering the club that I want to create" Issei told her, he had a fake smile on, something he's learnt from Sayori, he promised himself that he would open up his feelings after getting together with Natsuki, but after what happened he quickly shut his feeling up again.
"I know that, but I didn't expect you to create a club" Sona kept looking at the paper "Especially a Literature Club" Sona was a bit skeptical about his interests increating a new club. "Well, I would like to give you a chance, but I cannot do that as we don't have any pla-" She was quickly cut by Issei "There is a empty room at the end of the third year's hall, it is the perfect place as it is away from most of the noise and big enough to house various students." Sona paused as she heard him immediately counter her response.
Sona was pinching the bridge of her nose, Issei came prepared, why wouldn't he? He didn't care if he needed members, at the very least, he wanted to stay there to create more poems, just to feel that happiness again. "You know what? Fine, I'll let you create the Literature Club even if you don't have enough members, it will stay up as an unrecognized club until another club with more members needs a place to stay or you fulfill the required amount of members needed." She ended up agreeing as she didn't expect Issei to act so differently.
"I thank you for your cooperation, I'll be there for the time being then." He left the Student Council room as the others looked at Sona, who was sighing at what had happened. "Tsubaki, please call Rias and her Peerage, I need to inform her of this strange development."
"As you wish" Tsubaki immediately went to make a visit to the Occult Research Group. "Just what happened to Issei Hyoudou." Sona wondered, she remembered Rias telling her about how Hyoudou had a strange aura around him, yet it disappeared after meeting that fallen angel, and now he was acting in a way she never saw coming.
Even if they did have an agreement, she was sure that if Hyoudou had anything special about him, then Rias would try anything to recruit him into her peerage, just to have even the smallest chance to go against Riser.
Issei could be seen in the newly founded Literature Club room as he put the volumes of Parfait Girls inside the locker, he wanted it to feel like he was in the same place as before, there was a play set of tea cups and everything. As he finished setting everything up, he took a break sitting on one of the chairs as he looked around, it felt close but not enough to really be the same.
Maybe it was the presence of the other members or maybe he was missing something inside the room, but right now, this was all he could do. He took out a few notebooks and used Epistemophobic's Nightmare, which he hasn't used for awhile.
The pain that he felt upon activating it was much weaker than before, maybe it was because he has a higher Prudence or maybe it was because of how many terrible things he had seen in only 2 weeks. This time he went for a Magnum Opus like last time, he remembered the many times the other members gave him tips and the feelings he experienced in the club, those should be enough to make these poems better. He knew that you needed to have a strong emotion to write something, because it helped the message be more impactful.
He wanted to make one dedicated to Natsuki, she deserved it, she had to have one, he continued to create poems until he could get one, as he already had one for Sayori, making one for Natsuki shouldn't be a problem. In the end, the descriptions weren't simple fate, but rather, they were a figurative way of telling him what would happen, Poem The Grave of the Cherry Blossom wasn't correct entirely, but rather he went at it the wrong way. He didn't give up because he was in despair, he gave up because he saw that he had another one, one that he felt was closer to him, it didn't mean he would simply leave one for another, but rather that he knew that it was for the better of not only his mental health, but his relationship.
He continued to create poems while he still had time, but in the end he had to go back home, he was curious though, how long has it been since he's checked his stats? He would be surprised to see them still low, maybe 1 or 2 increases were to be expected, except for Justice.
Stats
Health 300/300 Sanity 29/300
Fortitude 3 Prudence 2 (+1)
Temperance 8 (+1) Justice 0 (+2)
Role: Secondary Character
Ironic, he was the only secondary character in the story, yet he was the only one alive.
His stats seemed to have increased just a little bit, he didn't know if it was supposed to be easy or hard, even with Unknown Sefirot's buff, but right now, he felt like the stats were useless, there was no point on grinding them, they came and went as they'd liked and you don't even know if they would even work, hell Justice was completely useless.
He finally got home, and this time he told his parents that he was interested in literature, truthfully he was only interested in poetry but oh well. His parents were happy that he found another interest that he could try out and told him that they were proud of him. He didn't know if that was true, but he did remember when he went to school with Natsuki, both of them looked incredibly happy and proud of him.
He was now in his room, he continued making poems until he was able to create another Magnum Opus, he knew that he should gain more Sanity, but he didn't care, he didn't feel like it mattered. He was unable to create it, but he didn't feel frustrated, he just went to bed when he realized it was already late.
He couldn't sleep. He just couldn't.
Without feeling Natsuki hugging him, he felt like part of him was missing, he cried as he was reminded of the two days he spent with Natsuki at his house, he just wanted to feel her warmth again, to have her tell him that everything was going to be okay, and that she was there for him.
You could hear as his muffled cries slowly stopped.
How many days have passed? It was already Friday and all he did was spend his time in that room. Just how attached was he to it? It was now full of notebooks, he went from having a 2% in making a Decent Grade poem to having a 80% Good Grade poem, his friendship with Motohama and Matsuda was more strained now, as he continued to ignore their requests to hang out, rumors started to be created saying that Issei had quit being a pervert, from time to time he could see a student member looking through the window of the entrance door to the club, no one wanted to join, yet they all wanted to see what he was doing inside.
If they decided on looking at what he did, they would see him sitting in a desk surrounded by stacks of notebooks, he went from having the reputation of a pervert to that of a wordsmith or a librarian even if they didn't read any of his poems, his Justice surprisingly went up to 5.
He completely ditched the classes of this week, as they were pretty much stuff he had learned twice, which gave him even more time to write poems. He wanted to actually be good at them, he wanted to make them proud, not because of Epistemophobic's Nightmare, but for his own skill.
He was able to get a few Magnum Opus Grade poems, when he looked at what they talked about, they were actually representations of the other members.
Item
Poem Schadenfreude
Grade: Magnum Opus
Description: Do you like to see how they suffer? Let me help you. Do you like to see how they struggle to cling to life? Let me help you. Do you like to see how they die? Let me help you. Do you want to see me die? I can't do that. I only like it when it is the others.
Effects: +1 Fortitude, Deals doubles damage to enemies if they have less that 25% Health while in the user's inventory
It seems like this one was directed to Monika, while she didn't enjoy what she was doing, she was willing to do anything for Cordis as long as it didn't hurt her. He forgave her, not because what she did was justifiable, but because what she did was understandable. The next one seemed to be related to Yuri.
Item
Poem Slash Your Wrists
Grade: Magnum Opus
Description: As I continued to let the blood flow, I was almost done with filling this bathtub, my hands were pale as I needed just a bit more. Just some more blood wouldn't hurt would it? But I accidentally slipped into the bathtub full of blood and I couldn't get out, in the end I drowned in my own blood.
Effects: Increases damage dealt to enemies up to 100% based on the amount of Health left, Decreases damage taken from enemies up to 50% based on the amount of Sanity left while in the user's inventory
Some of the poem's description could be seen as disturbing to most, but Issei didn't care, a few words from a story shouldn't hurt you, not unless it was directed to you.
The last Magnum Opus he was able to create was the one he was waiting for, the one where Natsuki was the inspiration. He was happy to finally get it, he just wanted something that could make him remember this club forever, and this was it.
Item
Poem Girl in Pink
Grade: Magnum Opus
Description: Some people hate pink, others love pink, but to some, pink is the color of their comfort, it feels warm yet it doesn't feel as angry as the color red. The boy embraced her one last time, while the world around them started to crash down, the pink color faded to gray as the boy starts to let the kindness, warmth and love inside him slowly die.
Effects: User has a 25% chance to recover 50% Health if health is at 0, user has a 25% chance to recover 50% Sanity if Sanity is at 0
It felt like a weaker form of Second Take, yet he didn't care as it was a poem based on her, he would, just like the description said, let his sympathy die, since what was the point if they were all going to die in front of him?
He did feel like his emotions were drained completely, he did feel like all he cared about was now gone. He changed a lot over the week, his hair magically started growing longer as it started to look rather puffy compared to before, in fact, he tried using a hair accessory to try and mimic the one Natsuki had, but used it on a few strands of hair on his side rather than at the top of his head.
He wore baggier clothes as he wanted to feel comfortable while writing poems, it also was a way for him to search for the comfiest way he could feel since nothing felt as comfortable as Natsuki's hugs.
He knew he was completely obsessed with the members of the Literature Club, but he admitted it, he knew what he was doing was creepy, but just didn't care. He kept expressing in his poems how much he wanted to feel anything remotely happy again, and the poems were the only thing that gave him any kind of pleasure aside from Parfait Girls.
He still hadn't gotten a new quest, yet there wasn't any notification of him completing the story, had the system forsaken him? Did the Writer's System realize that this story was a lost cause? The questions poured out of his mind again.
In the end he waited for Monday to come, something bad always happened in that Monday, so he just waited until that day, he was patiently waiting to see if maybe activating Second Take in that specific day would bring him back to before, maybe that way he could convince Monika that she wasn't part of a game and be with Natsuki, or maybe she had a way to recuperate the other girls, he didn't know and he regretted not talking to her during that whole time before killing her.
The day finally came, it was supposed to be a festival in the afternoon, but what he had prepared was something that would happen after that time. He had it planned. It was a way to commemorate the fact that the club got past the festival, because both times they couldn't get past that event.
He put every poem he had made inside the club room, he had from Defective to Magnum Opus poems scattered in the ground, they all layed there, he was sure no one would enter or peek through the window as the whole rumors around him finally died. He then waited for the time to be finally evening, he was sure his parents were now worried, or maybe they had gone to work, he didn't know.
Classes had finished, the festival had concluded and he stayed inside that room the whole time. He was sick in his mind, he perfectly knew that, what could he really do? He was beyond repair, the only thing he thought of was poem this, literature that and so on.
So he wanted to die surrounded by what he loved doing. He didn't really care, Second Take was there to bring him back to life! He'd just need to abuse it one more time, there was no big deal to it!
Ah, it was dark outside, yet he had many flashlights around the whole place, lighting the whole room as if the lights were on, it gave it such a nice ambience. He took out the gun that he got as a reward, he appreciated it, the revolver had a light tint of pink in it, and the handle was wrapped with bandages, he wanted to believe it was Natsuki's last gift before ceasing to exist.
Oh how he longed to do this, everything was prepared, the tea set had hot tea in it, the Parfait Girls volumes where all visible in the club room closet and he even made some cupcakes for the occasion! he was ready to pretty much begin this twisted fantasy of his, he was basically throwing away everything that he stood for, everything he attempted to stop, but he'd just continue going after he revived wouldn't he? It just didn't fucking matter!
Issei looked nothing like he used to at the start of last week, instead of the spiky hair he used to have, it was now messy and fluffy, it was longer than usual and he had a few of his strands of hair tied up similarly to the red cross hair clip Natsuki had, his hair wasn't shoulder or neck length, but was rather similar to the one Sayori and Natsuki had, they were the ones who had the most impact in his life and he was basically basing everything of his looks around both of them. He wasn't sure if it was a feminine look or if he just looked like a young boy now, far younger than he actually was, it may have just been his mind playing games on him.
He knew that his Sanity was at its lowest yet despite that he didn't see any notification of him going into a Panic state. His morbid curiosity wanted to know what other states he could enter and he thought that if he ended up like that right now, then there wouldn't be any problem.
It was now midnight, he didn't know how he was able to hide inside the club room, but he thought that the security didn't come check here much despite there being a bunch of flashlights lighting up the room.
"Ah, we passed Monday... it is finally Tuesday everyone!" Issei had gone insane, his low Sanity was making him listen to the sweet SWEET voices of Natsuki and Sayori. How far he had fallen from when he first joined the club. This felt like Monika's last act to hurt him as he now was feeling a bit of what Monika would have felt her whole life ever since she became self aware.
He had the revolver in hand, he knew that, while there were no bullets inside the chamber, the system wouldn't be giving him an empty gun just because, it must have to have a special ability, like having it shoot despite having no bullets inside.
He put the gun barrel under his chin, it was the position of the gun that he decided on, he didn't hesitate, not when he planned it and not now, he was ready to pull the trigger, what was a quick death compared to what he felt when he first died?
He started to feel as he reminded himself of every single event, from how he rejected that girl on the bridge, to killing Monika, he was simply unsure of what Second Take's penalty would be, but he didn't expect it to simply outright kill him.
He closed his eyes as he started to feel his tears start dropping into the floor, he was ready, he slowly pulled the trigger.
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Only to feel hands move the gun to the side. He didn't realize it until he saw the bullet hole on the roof. When he looked down...
He couldn't believe it.
Sayori was looking at him incredibly pissed about what he was about to do. "What the hell were you thinking!" She screamed at him, ah he didn't feel scared or angry that his whole plan was foiled, he could hear her, he could feel her, she was there, she was actually there. He was so, so happy to see her alive, his eyes started to water even more.
"Answer me dammit!" Why... why would you try to kill yourself?!" Sayori was about to cry, Issei saw this and completely went towards her, he didn't drop the gun but he put a hand on the side of her face. "Hey, hey, it's ok, I promise I won't do it, it's ok it's ok, I'm here alive, I'm here, I'm fine don't worry" He felt as he was saying so many things at the same time, he didn't want to make her cry, he simply refused to make her cry again.
"You idiot... you scared me so much" Sayori was looking towards him, "I'm so thankful I could stop you in time..." She then took a deep breath. "I think I should explain what's been happening..." She looked at him with a look of guilt. "What do you mean?" Issei was confused, what was she about to say? She proceeded to explain everything to him. She first sat on the desk moving aside some poems, she got comfortable and got to the point.
"Monika was able to recuperate our characters before she died, that's why I'm here, same goes for Yuri and Natsuki, they currently have their memories, but both of them haven't been added to say for a lack of term to this world. I gained self consciousness due to the fact that I am now the supposed Literature Club President. So that's how I know everything that has happened even after... my own death."
"O-oh... This is a lot to handle" Issei felt like he needed to process what he had just heard "W-wait then why didn't you create the Literature Club?" Sayori was looking away when he asked the question. "The reason why is because it would start the events again, while without Monika's intervention it would be better, there is something that unfortunately happens to the characters... They only love the protagonist... that being Cordis..." Sayori looked at Issei as she knew that this would hit him hard.
"Then... Natsuki wouldn't love me anymore" Issei looked at her hoping that this wasn't the case, Sayori kept looking at him, confirming his fears. He quickly sat down on the only chair that was in the room, he began grasping his hair with strength as he was frustrated in the situation.
"I'm sorry that it had to come to this, that's why I didn't create the Literature Club, Natsuki completely breaking from her coded personality was something that was a miracle... and it shows that you truly were able to love her... in your screwed up way however." She looked at him a bit judgemental, yeah some of the stuff he tried to pull to make sure she stayed in his house was kinda bad but he never had the intention of getting together with her until his own father convinced him.
"Listen Issei, I just want you to know that nothing of what happened in this club was your fault, when you tried helping me... I was confused, I thought that I loved Cordis, but in the end it just felt empty, but seeing you together with Natsuki... I knew that I had screwed up, I couldn't see what I had in front of me until I lost it." Sayori seemed to have admitted to love Issei, but she knew that there was nothing she could do to make him love her again.
"I'm just glad you were there for Natsuki, I do have to say, the way you handled Yuri on the other hand, it made me want to slap you" Sayori at this point was simply letting out her frustrations. Issei smiled sheepishly while Sayori glared at him.
"So what now... will you simply just hide yourself or..." Issei wanted to know why she was talking to him now, she had told him everything he needed to know but there was nothing else that she neede-
"I want you to kill me" Sayori told him straight in the eyes, this surprised Issei a lot, "What?! Why?!" Sayori looked at him as she said "Because Yuri and Natsuki would be forced to love someone they might not actually love, and I don't want to stay in limbo forever."
"Just how selfish can yo-" Issei realized that she was simply following his advice, he couldn't deny her from ending her misery, this was something Issei did not want to do, yet he needed to. But he just refused to. Just then the system finally gave him a notification.
Quest #9
Memento Mori
Condition: Kill Sayori
Failure: You don't kill Sayori
So he was forced to do it then, Issei just couldn't, the system even forced him to, there was no accept button, it was either killing her or being stuck for eternity... Just like Monika and Cordis as they continued to talk...
Issei knew he couldn't do it in his current state, he would have a mental breakdown once it finished, he activated Reasoning for the first time as it was the only thing he had to assure that he would make it through this.
You have activated the Skill (Reasoning)
You have gained 50% of your Sanity back
He felt much more mentally prepared, he was still hesitant, but it was either now or never. He pointed Justitia at her, she was standing on top of the table, making her a clear target for the shot.
Issei was not pulling the trigger, how could he? He just didn't want to kill Sayori, not after everything she had gone through, not after everyone in the club had gone through. Yet this felt like the only way out for them.
As he pointed at her, he felt soft arms wrap around him as they held his hands. They were Natsuki's, he knew they were, he knew what they felt like and what a wonderful sensation they were. Did Sayori use her to make him more inclined to shoot her? or was Natsuki helping him? Either way it was working.
He finally pulled the trigger...
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Pages scattered on the air as they flew around due to the bullet, he saw as Sayori's body was blown apart by it, yet despite that, there was no flesh, there was no blood it was simply her body becoming unrecognizable particles, she smiled at him as she softly said "Thank you."
It was finally done, he had done it, she was now free from this story, he felt like he was crying yet again, but when he fell to his knees, he felt the same hand, he looked up to see Natsuki caressing his face, she was smiling, she leaned forward and kissed him. They didn't exchange words but he knew what she was trying to express. "Don't blame yourself". She opened her mouth just to make sure he moved on "Don't stay in the past dummy, you should experience the world even without me, maybe you can even find someone who needs you, and maybe you'll be able to make them as happy as you made me."
This broke down Issei as he cried on her shoulder, he felt like she was slowly disappearing like last reset, but this time, he hugged her, he hugged her tightly like they did when they slept together, this time he would have a proper farewell unlike how Monika made her disappear.
As he felt that she was no longer there he looked up, the pages continued to scatter all over the room as they looked like White Swans taking flight in the air, he accepted it, they were gone, he couldn't do anything, but he was happy to have had an actual way to conclude it.
He saw as a notification came into his view. It read.
Quest #9
Memento Mori
Condition: Kill Sayori
Failure: You don't kill Sayori
Completed
Rewards: Natsuki's poems, Sayori's poems, Yuri's poems, Monika's poems
Congratulations on finishing a story!
Information: The Literature Club has finally dissolved as the remaining members bid farewell, the moments they shared, the laughs they had and the intimate problems they expressed to each other would be kept as a treasure, just like a box hidden in the dark corner of the closet.
This was it, this meant that he could never see them again... yet it didn't feel bad, he got to see them one last time and he got to hug his girlfriend for the last time, this was a true farewell. He could finally move on while also being able to think of these moments as fond memories. It was a bittersweet ending to this story, but it was one that Issei felt was deserved.
He then noticed that he had many other messages as well. He decided on looking through them all before going home and apologizing to his parents. He didn't know what he would tell them.
Poem of the Black Swan has been destroyed
Poem of the Black Swan has become Trait (The Black Swan)
Oh? so the poem that he shot was actually Poem of the Black Swan, he saw as it said that it became a trait, he looked through his traits to find it.
(Mystery Storage): Access to inventory with infinite capacity. If anyone notices, reduce health to 0.
(Unknown Sefirot): User deals triple damage against Biblical enemies. User is immune against Biblical enemies. Increases Stat gain.
(The Black Swan): User takes 25% more psychological damage from enemies. If User's Sanity is below 25% Deals double damage to all enemies.
Yikes, that was actually dangerous, knowing how vulnerable he mentally meant that he would activate this trait quite a lot more. He also saw as there was something new in his gallery, in fact there were a few new things.
A new image has been added to the Gallery
Last Request
A new image has been added to the Gallery
Pink Petal
A new song has been added to the Gallery
Handled with Care/Toriatsukaichoi/取扱注意 by Syudou
Issei finally left the room, he saw the sky was completely filled with stars, he left many of the poems back there but took the ones that were important to him. In the end, he wanted to know when the next story would happen.
He would still use that fake smile, but this time for a different reason, he wouldn't use it to hide his feelings, but rather use it so that others can open up to him as he goes helping others, even if the poems said otherwise, he would try to fight against fate, just like he did with Poem The Grave of the Cherry Blossom
He made it through this story, and he knew that with enough dedication he could make it through the others, just like how he does with poems. Fate was not really set in stone, the journey was of his choosing and the end could be figurative.
Without knowing it, he was being watched by someone else.
As the person went inside the Academy, he went to the room that Issei spent his time in, he looked around as he noticed the bullet holes in the blackboard and the ceiling. He took a look at some of the poems in there and flipped the pages, in the end he couldn't feel anything abnormal.
But he still needed to report this to Rias.
End of Arc 1
(A/N)
WOW I was not expecting to finish this in about 7 chapters, I was expecting this to be longer. But really I have to say that I had a lot of fun writing this arc, and I hope that I am able to do so with the next one, so, next arc, what is it about? Well first of all, I should say this before you start the next arc (whenever taht is or if the chapters are already up). No new ships next arc, despite what will be the genre of the next arc, there will be no new ship, I repeat NO NEW SHIP.
If you got uncomfortable, thought that the beginning was too edgy or just skipped the majority of the first section of the episode... then that means I did a good job, since that was actually what I was going for, showing a really fucked up mentality of Issei, which really can you blame him?
This also gives me time to explain what I do with my fanfics. I either amplify a certain aspect of them, or completely reverse it, Issei's doubts about being loved after his meeting with Raynare was the thing that got completely amplified, in Jaune Arc's case in my The Grimm Emperor fic, his want to become a hero has become amplified to the point it is twisted.
Well that out of the way, I wanted to know what you thought of this arc, was it too fast? too slow? ... too unrealistic lmao, I keep asking myself that, but at the end of the day, I am doing this for fun and love seeing what others think about it, this is like a passion project for a story that I've planned like... 3 years now? it was 4 years with RWBY, I have more stories as well, but those will be revealed later... I think.
Now lets talk about the poems and the references...
Schadenfreude, Lobotomy Corporation, different from what the actual thing is, haven't read Leviathan so idk much about it.
Slash Your Wrists, again Lobotomy Corporation, but the concept is half ann half based on the description and also could be treated as its own thing
Girl in Pink, description is mostly based on the abnormality in Lob Corp, but aside from that I just thought it fit with the fact that Issei got a gun as well that reminds him of Natsuki.
Justitia, Judgement Bird motherfuckers, this shit is gonna be hella op when he does decide on using it, the concept of how it will damage oponents has been foreshadowed btw, you just need to not judge it much.
The Black Swan trait, well it is just Poem of the Black Swan, but as a trait.
The images don't really reference anything, while I am glad that the Sayori art has the name of the artist on it, I didn't see if the Natsuki art had any.
How many of you played Library of Ruina and made the Floor of Literature the DDLC Cast? Because I'm pretty sure that the artist for the Sayori art could have possibly based it on that.
Now onto scrapped Ideas for last chapter
There wasn't much actually, I did think about maybe adding some softcore, but thought against it since I wanted the moment to be fluff instead of ecchi.
And finally the song, if you've been able to watch it, since its age restricted and the time stamp works, you'll realize that the scene i wrote is really similar to that. That is because that song is the reason why this arc exists. There really isn't much importance to the lyrics (can be a little fucked up out of context). The song is called Handled with Care/Toriatsukaichoi/取扱注意 by Syudou
And that is all, I will probably be taking a break before I start the next arc, when will that be? I dont know.
Oh and if you're wondering how Issei looks like even after the description here's an image of what I based his look for his current self. (Original is Raison D'Etre by Eve) I like to use material that I know the origin of, because I remember that time someone I knew used a pfp where Shinichi Kudo and Vermouth from Detective Conan were in an intimate position and I was laughing the fuck up about that