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Damn. I haven't posted since last year! (laugh before i find you and touch you.)
Be honest. You thought I dropped this, didn't you?
My apologies, you beautiful and delicious baddies~
Those two 1-star reviews sure did.
(sad, but that means that I'm legit and not faking reviews, right?)
Thanks for reading! And sorry for the extended leave!
No Christmas for me, I am a peasant. (Kris S Mass, tho? Maybe.)
I'm back like Britney Spears, bxtch.(but with less drugs, cuz' im scared)
I think I did well on my finals(i have to postpone my stripper plans)
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-Like, A Day Ago, Y'know?-
-clash!-
Back then, we were in the training yard of the Michinaga Mansion.
And by we, I mean Yuuto and I.
-swish!-
Gravel crunched under my sandals as I stepped back, letting Yuuto's blade whistle past where my head had been a moment earlier.
His breathing was off. It was too heavy, too uneven. And his form was far too sloppy.
I mean, I like it sloppy. But not when my sparring partner's feeling depressed.
Yup. I didn't even need to focus to tell. That's how bad it was.
-swing!-
Seeing this, I disarmed him in three moves.
A quick parry, a twist of the wrist as my blade knocked the one in Yuuto's hand to the ground, and a firm kick to his stomach that broke his stance and sent him tumbling.
-clatter!-
His sword skidded across the ground, and Yuuto dropped to one knee, gasping for air.
"Shameful display, Yuuto." I said mildly. "If I had to rate your performance today, I'd have to award you less than zero points for this."
Yuuto stayed there for a moment, breathing hard as his hands braced against the dirt, as if he'd just run a marathon instead of sparring for less than half an hour.
I frowned.
That wasn't like him.
"You're off today," I said, raising an eyebrow. "Way off."
"Yeah… guess you noticed." Yuuto let out a shaky laugh.
I offered him a hand, which he took, fingers trembling just slightly as I pulled him up.
"Want to tell me why?" I asked.
Yuuto froze for a moment as his eyes drifted, not to me, but somewhere far past the walls of the mansion, far past Kuoh, and far past the present.
It wasn't a thousand-yard stare, definitely not, but it was something like a wistful, regretful glance at the past.
"…I was thinking about the past." Yuuto said after a moment of deliberation.
Yep. Told you.
I nodded once after hearing what he said.
I knew. Of course I knew.
Yuuto Kiba--- Isaiah, former test subject of the Church.
One of the 'survivors' of a Holy Sword project aiming to create Holy Sword wielders.
A project that was considered a failure, and thusly had all of its surviving 'participants' erased.
And right in front of me, was a boy who ran until his lungs burned, only to collapse at death's door, until he was reincarnated by Rias, a Devil in her peerage as a Knight.
I knew the story because this world had told it to me long before Yuuto ever could.
But I didn't let any of that show.
Instead, I clapped him lightly on the shoulder.
"In that case, you don't have to tell me anything," I said easily. "Everyone's got stuff they'd rather keep locked away."
Especially me.
Though, most of the abilities the [Ero-Crest] had weren't exactly something too extraordinary for this setting in DXD, as many characters had powers similar to it; heck, it could've been a Sacred Gear itself.
Then again, to everyone, I was a slightly eccentric magician with odd abilities, so if everyone made up an explanation for me, why should I bother explaining?
We moved to the edge of the yard and sat down on the low stone steps as I lazily bathed in the afternoon sun's rays.
I'd describe what Ophis, Sadako, and Daigo were currently doing, but I think you should already know what those gluttons were up to by now.
"…If it's you, Daichi," Yuuto said, voice quiet but steady, "I don't mind."
'Phrasing.'
I stopped myself from smiling as I looked at Yuuto's serious face.
And Yuuto began to talk.
He told me about the Church facility he lived in. About the experiments. About friends he made and lost, and about how he ran when operatives of the project hunted them down.
"…I thought I was going to die," Yuuto admitted softly. "I really did."
I know. I was there.
Well, not like that, but I followed along with Rias and Grayfia, as I wanted to find the place myself, hoping to save anyone or salvage anything useful, or any technology that I could use myself.
I wouldn't say that, though. Not out loud. Not when this guy's feeling under the weather.
I'm not a sociopath, after all.
But hey, you can't save 'em all.
Too bad it was all destroyed. All at the behest of some fat old church thug.
---Valper Galilei.
The madman had burned the entire thing to the ground to erase his involvement and wipe the slate clean.
'Stingy piece of shit.' I thought. 'Even Ajuka isn't that stingy when it comes to tech... although he keeps saying that he'll let me in on his secrets if I become a Devil in the future... which I won't...'
Yuuto exhaled and looked down. "Sorry… I didn't mean to bring the mood down."
I didn't even think.
I wrapped an arm around his shoulders and pulled him in slightly.
"Alright, lil' bro." I said firmly. "Don't say nonsense like that,"
"The fact that you feel angry, and the fact that you feel sad about it--- that just means you haven't given up."
I wasn't bullshitting him.
He could've pulled a Napoleon and gone There's nothing we can do.' But he's still here training.
That counts for something.
You know how many MCs are out there with busted powers who just sit on their fingers mellowing in sadness and despair despite having the means to get even with their foes?(or party members who expelled them from whatever group they were a part of)
If there's anything that I've realized lately, it's that it's not just a physical game, it's also mental!
Yuuto looked at me as I stared into his blue eyes.
"And as long as I'm around," I added with a grin, "I'll help you train until you're strong enough to get even with those church bastards."
"And after that, we'll storm the Vatican---!" I yelled.
"Bring it on, Vatican! Your priests can't touch our booties if we're too fast to be touched---!"
"Haha-"
There it was. That familiar ikemen laugh.
Yuuto gave a genuine laugh this time. "You really don't mince words, do you?"
"Nope." I said. "So get your candy ass up, and let's get back to training!"
We stood up, picking our swords back up, the air between us lighter than it had been moments ago.
"Ready for another round?" I asked.
Yuuto smiled, eyes sharp again. "Always."
"Daichi. Sword boy."
We both froze as we slowly turned to face the voice.
Ophis stood at the edge of the training yard wearing a banana pajama with her famous blank expression as she held out her hands towards us.
"I, am hungry," She stated flatly. "Starving, I am."
"Is that who I think it is, Daichi-kun...?" Yuuto almost stuttered.
"Yes. I am Ophis. Enough of your surprise." Ophis said. "I am dying of starvation, Daichi."
"Really?" I asked.
"Yes." Ophis spoke with a serious face.
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-Present Time, Like, A Day Later, Y'know?-
-Michinaga Mansion Backyard-
The backyard of my home was a place where many things happened.
No, I'm lying.
Other than sitting down and chillaxing with Ophis(who the author would call very cunny[1]), or sparring with Devils, there was not much that happened here.
Sorry for lying.
The backyard of the Michinaga mansion was now a perfect place for a four-way brawl with two Vatican reps.
And now here I was.
On one side stood Kiba with his Demonic blades from his Sacred Gear [Sword Birth], and next to him was yours truly, with a sword made of pure [Light Power] resting on my shoulder.
On the other side stood my twintailed 'childhood' friend Irina with her Excalibur Mimic, and Xenovia, a blunette(I love that fanfic term) with a green dyed streak in her hair, who was armed with Excalibur Destruction.
Oh, and they were wearing these skin-tight black bodysuits under their white robes, which made me wonder just who in the Vatican let them leave the house with that on.
Rias and Asia stood off to the side, watching as Shirone stood next to Ravel, who was scribbling in a little manager's clipboard.
-sigh-
"So," I said, lifting my sword made from light power lazily, "How about we start right away, no countdown."
"Fine by me." Xenovia nodded as she dashed forward, barrelling in Yuuto's direction.
-swish!-
Her holy blade came screaming down toward Yuuto, and he met it with a clash of steel created from pure demonic energy.
[Sword Birth]
Dozens of blades erupted from nothing around Yuuto, spiraling toward Xenovia with lethal grace.
Xenovia smirked and slashed downward, as Excalibur Destruction released a burst of energy that shattered half the incoming blades instantly.
"Tch." Kiba clicked his tongue as he lunged forward.
"I hope that's not it!" Xenovia taunted as she swung her blade.
Every time their blades met, sparks flew, holy and demonic power grinding against each other like two people from two factions who have way too much history and absolutely no therapy.
"You hate holy swords, don't you!?" Xenovia shouted.
"Yeah, I guess you can say that I really do." Yuuto replied with a glare. "I can't help but dream of destroying them all."
-clash!-
"A Devil? Dream of destroying these Holy Swords? You should save your dreams for when you are asleep!" Xenovia clashed with Yuuto once more, pushing him back more than a couple of meters.
As their duel continued on, I turned to look at my twintailed childhood friend Irina.
"Daichi---!" Irina came at me swinging Excalibur Mimic with surprisingly clean form.
-clang!-
My Light Sword blocked hers effortlessly.
"Long time no see, Irina-chan~" I smiled at her. "To think our tomboy dirt-eating childhood friend would grow into such a cutie!"
"It just brings tears to my eyes!"
"D-Daichi-!? Don't say that!" Irina shouted. "Also, why do I feel a Holy aura from that sword!?"
-clash!-
Our blades met once more, with sparks flying everywhere.
"It probably is what it looks like, Iri-chan."
But still, my sword made from Light Power didn't even chip, much less shatter.
"It makes no sense! Such holiness, but yet you've become a devil-affiliated pervert!" Irina swung her blade again.
"Yes, Iri." I said patiently, blocking her next strike with one hand. "I'm a contracted magician for the Devil heiresses now. I guess you can say that I'm in bed with the management. Literally."
"But that's old news."
She turned beet red as we clashed again, as her swings were full of heart and righteousness, while mine were full of amusement.
"Wow," I teased as I parried her for the seventeenth time, "That's impressive. You're doing great."
Her eyes twitched as her attacks kept getting faster, while I blocked them all with casual one-handed swings of my blade made from Light Power.
-swish!-
Irina charged at me again, but not only did I dodge, but I also planted a firm slap on her backside after I swung my blade like a baseball bat.
It would've sliced anyone else in half usually, but thanks to my control of magic, I made it so the Light Power was more of a blunt force rather than a cutting one.
-smack!-
"Kya--!" Irina yelped as I sent her tumbling. "Daichi! I'll knock some sense back into you!"
"I don't think that'll happen anytime soon... Or ever..." I muttered as I looked over at Yuuto and Xenovia.
"Hyuup!" Xenovia roared and swung Excalibur Destruction in a wide arc as Yuuto summoned three more demonic swords with Sword Birth and parried her directly.
-clash!-
Xenovia's sword left a nasty gash in the ground that my cleaning magic will have to take care of later, as she and Kiba both repositioned themselves and clashed again.
And as Xenovia used force and a sword with higher specs to push Yuuto back, he simply redirected her momentum, causing her to lose her balance.
Not missing a chance, Yuuto planted a firm kick into her stomach, sending her tumbling across the grass.
-thud!-
"Y-You're stronger than I thought..." Xenovia coughed, pushing herself up. "But... I'm not done… yet…"
"X-Xenovia!" Irina said as she sprang to her feet.
Unfortunately for her, this was the perfect time for me to...
-slash!-
Sent her flying directly into Xenovia with a swing of my Light blade that I put some strength into.
She had barely enough time to cross her Excalibur Mimic in front of her, but the impact still sent her quite a distance, causing a scene where two scantily clad bishoujo were groaning on top of each other.
-thud!-
What a sight.
Imagine what they would look like in a nun's garment...
Well, I didn't have to, because Asia was there, but right now she was more of my little sister, so...
"Very nice teamwork, Yuuto!" I rested my light-sword on my shoulder as I gave Yuuto a high five.
"Thanks, but I'll be sure to get better in the future." Yuuto responded with a high five of his own.
"You jerk!" Irina glared up at me from the two-girl pile.
"Thanks."
I smiled and got ready to tease her, but before I could...
-shine!-
A familiar magic circle ignited behind me—pink, sparkly, magical, way too dramatic.
"Hmnn…"
I was silent for a moment because the person I wanted to appear first was not the almost naive Archangel momma I was waiting on...
But it was...
"DAICHIIII~! You evil little sister-plotting, Gabriel-sympathizing schemer-!"
---Mahou-baba Leviathan.
Serafall Leviathan appeared in full magical girl attire, sparkly pink frills, and a wand in hand.
She wears such weird things, but compared to the super-duper crazy kawaii style I've seen in my past life, it was actually pretty tame.
But everyone else who saw her froze.
Especially our two little Excalibur exorcist-chans over there.
"M-Maou Leviathan?" Xenovia frowned.
"Hai~ Ask anything you want~ You guys are here for me, right?"
Yeah, I'm sure somebody might've forgotten, but this lady is now the Overseer of Kuoh.
And unfortunately, she's not that bad at her job, because not only has crime been on an all-time low(which was already low at simply petty theft), but there wasn't even any Stray Devils, or evil-kneevil Exorcists or Fallen trying to start shit...
It was peaceful, too peaceful...
"Wait, why are you here? At Daichi's place," Irina chirped.
What a stupid fucking question. She's here for you two, childhood friend-chan.
"What a stupid fuc--- Ahem~ I'm here for you two, sillies~!"
I heard that.
Then, with a bright smile, she said:
"Everyone. To Kuoh Academy's Office. Now~♡"
A teleportation circle opened, about this big[2], with the Leviathan crest shining at its center.
"Alright, everyone, see ya later..." I waved lazily at the sight.
"You're coming too, Dai-chan♥," Serafall said sweetly while gripping my tracksuit collar.
"Hold on a moment, I have to go feed my cousin Ophy."
"That can wait~" Serafall smiled.
And as the magical circle flared, we were all taken away for a rather long discussion between the Church and the Underworld Factions.
And this isn't how a 1st Person Point of View is supposed to work, but I was here, I'd see...
"Daichi, where..."
Ophis had just come out into the backyard with my snake familiar Fi, and my underpaid ghost maid, Sadako, only to find it completely deserted.
"It seems Daichi-bocchan has gone out..." Sadako said.
-hissing in agreement-
"...what."
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Next Chapter: 053: Ecchi Delinquent Gets His Head Crushed Between Mahou Shoujo-Baba And Angel Okaa-san's Oppai! Hell And Heaven!
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Trivia Time! (Againx!!)
Did you know(ofc)
Xenovia starts washing from head to foot. She also has a poor sleeping posture(evil)
Irina has a hobby of baking bread. She has expressed a desire to open a bakery after graduating.(aww)
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[1] Cute and fUNNY
[2] massive, entire backyard