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Sorry for the week-plus-long break, had to do a lil rewritting.
(just kidding, it was a lot, about 10+ chaps)
I'm opening a pa.tre.eon or a ko/fi when I hit 1mill views on this
just to make sure I don't lose focus. No paywall either btw,
Also, I tried the browser game for DxD they had online...
I cried so much that tears fell from both of my cheeks... It was that ass. And not the good kind...
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You wanna know what's the worst part of a timeskip?
It's the part where you're supposed to be doing that 'Show, not Tell' kinda thing.
Look... I've been busy these past years, and if I were to try and show all that happened...
Well... I'd have to do an immediate flashback back before the timeskip.
But hey, I'll explain it as I go, okay?
Anyway, the afternoon sun bathed Kuoh Academy in golden light as I left my final class of the day, watching as the corridors were alive with the eager chatter of students ready to escape into freedom.
To me, school wasn't too bad, for the most part.
Then again, I am technically a Riajuu, and no, I won't explode.
"Michinaga-san!"
"Michinaga-kun!"
"Kya~ Michinaga-sama~"
Female classmates made odd sounds as I passed by, and I either nodded or waved at them, which then sent them into overdrive.
It was funny being the popular guy.
But no popular anime guy is complete without a peanut gallery of jealous male side characters.
And lo and behold! Here they were!
Behind me, the familiar chorus of male discontent began in full effect.
"Completely unfair!" One male student muttered with poorly concealed bitterness.
"Guy's got it made."
"Damn it! Popular guys should just explode!"
Their complaints triggered immediate retaliation from nearby girls, who defended me with surprising fervor.
"Shut it! You're just jealous!"
"How pathetic... They can't compete, so they just whisper bitterly on the sidelines..."
"Maybe if you'd do something with your life, it wouldn't be so pathetic, now would it!?"
"Yeah, that's right!"
'Holy shit, Mama. I made it. I got girls arguing for my sake like fangirls of a boy band in a Yootube comment section.' I couldn't help but shake my head in awe.
Ignoring it all, I made my way to the school's front gate, ready to head home.
'Come to think of it, I should probably return this book to Akeno...' I mused. 'Been a while since I saw Himejima okaa-san and that shrine at that...'
But just as I neared the exit, I ended up colliding with two familiar figures.
-baam!-
Well, saying that 'I' collided with them is a tad bit of a misleading statement, but it happened nonetheless.
And when you take into account the sturdiness of my body thanks to nearly a decade of [Body Manipulation]...
Yeah, they bumped into me, but with my frame, it's like a coughing baby versus an unstoppable object.
It was a genuine accident that sent two girls stumbling backward; those two being Murayama, her brown hair bouncing in twin pigtails, and Katase, her striking pink hair catching the light, who both lost their balance.
Instinct took over as I caught them, my hands finding their waists and pulling them steady against me.
I felt like a bizarre marine biologist wearing a weird hat with a punch-crazy ghost catching things as they fell.
---It was that effortless.
Wide eyes met mine as they found their footing, and eventually, Murayama exhaled as her cheeks flushed salmon pink.
"You're incredibly strong as usual, Michinaga-kun..."
"Yeah, thanks for that, Michinaga-san..." Katase added, her voice softer than usual.
I eventually realized why, as I was currently holding them rather close to my chest, and I could even feel soft mounds pressing up against me.
Thanking the world for my face, and the fact that I wouldn't receive an anime-style beatdown alongside having my name put on a list, I released them with practiced gentleness.
"There. Can't have my favorite Kendo Club members getting injured on my watch, can I?" I smiled. The old me would have diarrhea from all this cheesiness and cringe, but I had no such weaknesses.
Katase's soft exclamation that resembled a delighted squeal earned a sharp look from Murayama, who was fighting her own blush.
"Control yourself, Katase." Murayama chided.
"Says the girl who's turning red!" Katase shot back with a teasing grin.
Seeing the two lost in admiration, I once again wondered how Kiba handled things with this, which made me think that, maybe, being impossibly attractive has its own complications.
'Huh?' I reflected, then immediately caught myself.
'What nonsense. It's like complaining that money can't buy happiness, when you're living the best life thanks to money, especially when compared to those in the dumps without it...'
"So," I said, refocusing on them, "What brings you my way?"
"We wanted to know," Murayama began, slowly gathering her courage, "---We wanted to know if you're considering permanent membership in the Kendo Club?"
The question required careful consideration---Wait, no, it actually didn't
My unique arrangement with the Student Council was what granted me unprecedented freedom in this school here; I could participate in multiple clubs simultaneously, training with Kiba in Kendo Club, dicking around with other clubs, all while maintaining my Council responsibilities, all the same.
My thoughts then drifted to other club experiences: Kiyome Abe, an unaffiliated freelancer monster tamer who had a bizarre request to help her teach tennis to her supernatural creatures, or the Manga Club's mortifying delinquent-themed where they wanted me to pose for. I declined as I found out soon enough that it wasn't your regular 'battle' manga if you catch my drift.
"Ahem. I value the flexibility of my current arrangement," I replied diplomatically, mimicking Sona's voice as I kept at it. "Multiple clubs offer diverse experiences I'm not ready to abandon."
"Hehe! You shouldn't mock the Student Council President, Michinaga-kun..." Murayama and Katase chuckled at my answer despite it practically being a polite refusal.
A nearby male student whispered a complaint, but did so loudly enough that everyone heard him. "Tch! Just another player who can't commit."
He was then immediately crushed by a coordinated verbal assault from several female defenders.
I turned back to the two Kendo girls with a reassuring smile. "That said, expect to see me at Kendo Club tomorrow."
It would be my usual playdate with Kiba, after all.
After exchanging goodbyes, I passed through the gates and felt a familiar weight settle on my shoulder.
"caw! caw!" Daigo greeted, his raven black feathers brushed against me as he made odd-sounding crow noises. "Daichi.!"
"Perfect timing," I replied in perfect English as I took some seeds from my pocket and fed them to him. It was a ritual that had become second nature at this point.
"caw! caw! Excellent!" Daigo also responded in perfect English as he chirped with genuine appreciation. "These are my favorite...."
"Well, what do we have for today?" I asked the chirping? chomping? creaking? modified crow of mine.
"caw! Your Wizard thugs! Are watching over those fallen! And waiting for the exiled nun to arrive!"
"I think you mean, my wizard pals." I corrected Daigo.
"caw! They use Magic Guns!" Daigo said.
And once again, here comes the time for more 'Telling instead of Showing'.
So, your boy's been busy these past few years, and what better way to spend your time than training, if not for networking?
With Serafall's blessing (haha, ironic), I was able to set up a little 'workshop' of sorts where a bunch of Mages and Wizards could pop up and help me out with some of that sweet, sweet knowledge.
Yeah, Serafall is busy as always, being in charge of Foreign Affairs for the Devilfolk while also working as the Overseer of Kuoh, so having me commit to what appears to be 'settling down' in Kuoh Town may have come across as a potential boon to her.
And seeing that the canon plot was speeding up, why not?
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The late afternoon sun stretched long shadows across the pavement as I settled onto the park bench, my thoughts drifting to Daigo's remarkable transformation.
Through [Body Modification], I had unlocked his potential for Senjutsu, which was a gift that would take time to fully bloom, but one I was certain he would master.
Daigo shifted on my shoulder, his voice animated as he recounted the day's adventures: wind beneath his wings, the sprawling world viewed from above, conversations with his corvid kin.
What struck me most was how naturally he lived when not bound by my orders. The modifications had enhanced him without stealing his natural crow self, or whatever it was.
---Let's call this one a success, right?
But suddenly, his tone sharpened without warning. "Daichi. Fallen approaching fast."
"Got it. Stay hidden," I murmured as my posture remained casual.
-rustle, rustle-
And emerging from the bushes like a predator in designer clothing was a tall, curvaceous woman with navy blue hair cascading over one eye.
The maroon trench coat hugged her figure perfectly, paired with a matching miniskirt and heels that clicked against the pavement with deliberate precision.
---Kalawarna.
Or was it Kalawarner? I really didn't know.
She was an anime-only character who was briefly mentioned after Rias 'Power of Destruction'd her to oblivion.
And even then, she was referred to as one of Raynare's goons rather than by name, so you could guess why I didn't know all about her.
That being said, I could recognize this Fallen Angel's distinctive arrogance before she even spoke.
You know what's crazy about this life of mine? I don't even try to do any harem shenanigans, but I still end up running into women nonstop.
-squish-
Without invitation, she settled beside me on the park bench, her body pressing against mine with calculated intimacy.
"Personal space, don't seem to be too personal nowadays, huh?" I observed, arching an eyebrow as she chuckled.
This wasn't our first meeting, not throughout these eight years by the way. I, who had no intention of spending eight years just twiddling my thumbs, made connections---and she was one of them."
If you're wondering why I don't have much of a reaction, it's not that her efforts to seduce me didn't affect me, or that I'm trying to remain calm or whatever. It's just that this chick has been trying to drain me since I was a wee lad, and I'm currently in business mode right now.
So yeah, no fun-time Daichi right now.
And seeing that she's here.... I guess you can say that 'playing hard to get' may have paid off after all...
"You're quite the specimen. Can you blame a girl for wanting a closer look?" She purred in my ear as curious onlookers passed us by. "Why don't the two of us go off somewhere and have some fun?"
'I'm quite sure this wasn't your original character.... Or was it?' I scoffed. 'The fate of an early series villain...'
'And 'Girl', she says...It's always these hundred-year-old-plus ladies who say things like this...'
"Maybe you're right. But I'm here for business now, not pleasure."
"Ah, how boring~" She sighed in mock disappointment as she trailed a finger on my chest.
Just to be sure, I didn't use [Hypnosis] on her to make her do this.
We had a unique arrangement that worked equally for both of us, where I would receive information on Raynare's plans to gain Sacred Gears, and she would receive the privilege of continuing to live after getting caught stalking me.
---Balanced, as all things should be.
So now, we're in a 'fair' relationship where she tries to seduce me since she can't kill me, and I'm just doing my thing.
As for whether or not she's truly loyal to Azazel? Meh. None of my business.
Technically, while he did send these Fallen on a mission to monitor Sacred Gears, the official story is that he didn't know that they were sorta performing grand theft auto on Sacred Gears like they were cars and using them for themselves, a la Raynare and [Twilight Healing].
And honestly? I'm here to take one or a couple for myself, knabbing a few [Twice Critical] or whatever so I can modify and tinker with them to make a Kamen R*der suit and a motorcycle, so the moment she eventually tries something slick, is when I'll cut loose ends and end them all.
But for now, I'm just a strong, well-connected guy interested in some Sacred contraband.
Besides, it's not as if Azazel will lose any sleep over it if I get rid of these guys, seeing as he's really pushing for this Peace Summit thing that's happening way earlier than it did in canon.
"So, how much stuff have you guys got anyway?" I asked.
"Hmmn? Over a dozen Sacred Gears, I would say." She hummed.
"Wow, you guys have quite the amount... You must've hunted down plenty of humans, haven't you?"
"Well, you know how we operate. The useful ones serve our purposes; the rest..." She shrugged with casual cruelty.
Yeah, I already knew.
Why was I sitting next to this Fallen again? Oh yeah, the Sacred Gear.
"What about the nun? Asia Argento?"
"The excommunicated nun? She's already en route to this town."
"Perfect." My lips curved into a satisfied smile.
Because I was dealing with Kuoh Town, I couldn't get my hands on everything during those eight years.
So while I did end up meeting most of Rias' Peerage, especially Gasper, plus Valerie Tepes, and hanging out with Vali and his crew, this would be the first chance to get closer to Asia Argento in this world.
What would I do when I met her? Obviously, I wanna recruit her!
I'm a fair employer, and while I'm not a child of the lord, who's to say that I act in ungodly ways?
Surely not the church, when you take into account how they behave behind the scenes.
-Cough---Sacred Gear Project---Cough.-
So I'm quite confident in my abilities to bring her onto my side.
Plus... The suspended bridge effect is also a thing, so....
As I looked at Kalawarna for a moment, thinking on how to proceed, she smirked and started to go on about the most inane things about her life that I quite frankly did not ask about.
I wanted to zone out, but since I was dealing with a Fallen, I couldn't exactly let down my guard, even if she was weaker than me.
That's usually how you end up dead with a Light Spear through your guts before you get reincarnated as a Devil in somebody's peerage.
Trust me, it happens.
"Also, they're purple." She said, finally coming to a close.
"I know your panties are purple, Kalawarna. I've seen them. What I don't know is, why would you tell me that when I want you to take me to your little meeting ground?" I sighed.
---Woe is me.
---Seriously, you wouldn't understand my struggles of being a guy that girls and women flirt with nonstop and want to ride all night long.
---Can you handle my pain? My suffering? You wouldn't last a day in my shoes!
---Just kidding.
"How about we have fun later? I have business regarding a particular Sacred Gear, so let's meet this leader of yours." I offered.
"I'll hold you to that~" Kalawarna traced my chin with her finger as she got up and sauntered off, her hips swaying as she rocked that mini skirt of hers. "Do keep up now~"
-rustle-
As we walked, a flash of white caught my peripheral vision, a small white cat maintaining careful distance, watching with eyes too intelligent for an ordinary feline.
Seeing this, my smile couldn't help but widen.
The pieces were falling into place beautifully.
It wasn't exactly romantic, walking through Kuoh Town with a seductive Fallen Angel clinging to my arm like we were on some after-school date.
To onlookers, it probably looked more like we were heading to a seedy love hotel, but Kalawarna didn't seem to care, and neither did I.
The woman had curves for days and confidence to match, her form-fitting suit doing little to hide the curvy outline of someone sculpted more like a model than a murderer. And her azure-blue hair swayed with each step, and her gold eyes occasionally darted up to me with a smirk that said she knew exactly what she was doing.
---Me? I was more focused on what was coming.
The abandoned church loomed in the distance, its silhouette jagged against the reddening sky. I'd seen it before, sure, in the anime. But this was the first time I've been to this place in Kuoh.
'Seriously. A sacred place turned future battlefield.' I thought. 'Creepy how memory and reality were merging.'
"You're really taking me to the den, huh?" I muttered. I expected some kind of shake-up, but seeing her obediently comply was slightly disconcerting.
Kalawarna giggled. "It's not like it's some supervillain lair. We don't hang out there all the time."
By the time we stepped inside, the scent of dust, rusted iron, and faded incense hit me. The church's stained-glass windows were cracked or broken, light filtering through in fractured patterns.
And the pews were mostly intact, but they sat silent, like an audience awaiting some cursed sermon.
And there she was.
---Raynare.
Dark purple hair falling around her shoulders, violet eyes sharp and dangerous, she had on some kind of BDSM outfit that clung tight to her hourglass figure, which made me wonder if she ever got cold in that thing she called clothes.
Oh, and her lips curled in a mix of either curiosity, interest, sarcasm, and displeasure the moment she saw me.
"Kalawarna," she snapped, crossing her arms under her jiggling chest.
She crossed her arms beneath her chest, and the outfit she wore left little to the imagination. It was the usual: tight leather, dark and revealing, clinging like it had a vendetta against modesty.
Turns out clothes like that don't stop the lady bits from breasting boobily every time she spoke or made a move.
Who woulda guessed?"
"Bringing a human here? Are you reckless or just horny?"
Kalawarna shrugged without shame. "Why not both?"
Raynare's eyes flicked to mine. She paused as a frown tugged at her lips as she stared harder, like trying to peel back the layers of my soul. "...He's got something. A Sacred Gear?"
She was baiting herself with her own delusions.
"I'd say I'm one of a kind," I replied, keeping my tone casual.
While she was still suspicious, she immediately seemed convinced, as her curiosity overrode her suspicion. "So, what do you want?"
"To talk business." I smiled. "Specifically, your operation. Stealing Sacred Gears. What's your endgame?"
She scoffed. "Why would I tell you that?"
I sighed theatrically. "Because I asked nicely. And that I don't want to use [Hypnosis] on you, nor hurt you too badly."
She would soon know why I'm here when we get familiar with each other, so there was no reason to keep any pretenses with her.
"Hah! A human like you? Use magic on me? Please, I'd like to see you try, you---"
Her mouth opened to fire off whatever Fallen expletives she could think of, so I activated [Hypnosis].
You might say I'm overrelying on my abilities, but they're here for a reason.
'Use it or wish you did, is my motto.'
Her violet eyes shimmered, yes, but didn't dull. It was a recent improvement to my usage. No more zombie stares or clunky speech unless directed. Just subtle control layered under normal expression.
"Tell me everything," I said.
She tried to resist, cursing under her breath, but her body betrayed her. "We're targeting people with Sacred Gears. If it's useful, we take it. If not... we kill them. We've taken over a dozen."
"I already know that. Tell me about the nun, Asia, and when she'll be here."
"In a day or two, she's on the plane to Japan as we speak. She's weak, but her Sacred Gear heals wounds amazingly, so I want it for myself, of course. That way, Lord Azazel, and Lord Shemhazai will be so proud of me and will finally notice me!"
'Poor canon Issei. He lost his life and his first love to something like this, and ended up traumatized over a chick like this.' I shook my head at how this world was.
-snap-
Hearing what I wanted to hear, I immediately let go of [Hypnosis].
"Huh?" Raynare blinked rapidly and then snarled. "What the hell did you do to me?!"
"Just business," I said coolly.
"You'll pay for that!"
"I won't, trust me."
She summoned a spear of light, hurling it straight for my head, but I easily slapped it aside.
"You might wanna clench your stomach."
-bang!-
Her eyes widened as I moved forward and knocked her clean across the church floor, crashing her into the altar steps.
"Kalawarna! Help me!" She hissed in pain.
Kalawarna didn't budge. She leaned on a pew, smiling lazily. "Sorry. Easier to be on his side."
"You traitorous little whor---!"
"Language." I interrupted her as I placed a firm palm on her shoulder.
I then dragged her toward the rear yard of the church, where the grass was overgrown and unkempt, looking to the side to see a cross decoration slanting sideways like it had long since given up hope on this damned place.
"So, it seems like you want to kill me?" I asked as I tossed her to a tree.
At first, I wanted to talk this through, but after realizing what world I was in, it seemed that if I fought her first, then she'd be more receptive to my words...
Hmmnn... Feels familiar...
"Obviously!" She snarled a reply. "I know what it is! It's that Sacred Gear of yours! I'll kill you and that traitorous bitch and take it!"
'I don't have a Sacred Gear though... That's why I'm here...' I sighed, but made no attempt to correct her.
"So you want to kill me and steal Sacred Gears?" I said, cracking my knuckles. "Let's make it interesting. If you win, I'll let you do that."
She sneered. "I'll make you my dog before I rip out that precious power of yours."
"But if I win," I grinned, "You owe me a favor."
She didn't even let me finish before lunging at me with more spears of light.
This was going to take a while, but it was fine.
Because all I have right now, is time.
[Time-Stop]
In an instant, the world obeyed.
Both Raynare and Kalawarna froze in time as I remained freer than any bird in the sky.
Light froze mid-flicker through stained glass, and dust hung like suspended stars in a dead galaxy.
As for me? I exhaled, stepping into a silence deeper than any grave.
Yes. Time has stopped.
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Next Chapter: Ecchi Young Man Vs The Fallen Who Kills Every Reincarnator In DXD Fanfics!
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Trivia Time! (Againx18!!)
Did you know(ofc)
Some more VA/Seiyuu Trivia!!!
For Kalawarna...
We have Kumi Sakuma (JPN) who voices:
Ciel (Tsukihime/Melty Blood) Ah, my precious battle nun.
Kasumi (Grenadier) The Gun-fu boob reload has never left my mind...
Momo Hinamori (Bleach) Cute character, why is Aizen such a meanie ;c
Mika Asagi (Gungrave) Yasuhiro Nightow is a genius at character design, see TRIGUN for example.
Kiriko Masaki (Tenchi Muyo! GXP) After Ryoko, this onee-san was another one of my crushes back in the day.
Yuzuriha Nekoi (X 2001) A real classic from CLAMP studios, who wrote Code Geass.
Momoko Koigakubo (Ghost Stories) The Japanese Version that no one watched in the West.
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And Anastasia Munoz (ENG) who voices:
Koko Hekmatyar (Jormungard) hernameiskokosheislokoisayohno
Minerva Orland (Fairy Tail) Female Manipulator lv99. Very fun watching her do her stuff in Fairy Tail.
Narberal Gamma (Overlord) Oh Ainz-sama! Real cute, but hates humans tho.
Quin (Death Parade) I want to sing the opening again!
Tights (Dragon Ball Super) Anyone excited for Toyotaro's new manga?
Uwabami (MHA) Like most characters in MHA not named Bakugo, or Deku, wasted.
Prussia(Female) (Hetalia) Hetalia... The hold this anime had on female anime fans in the 2000's to early 2010's was wilder than anything male fans and their love for 2B(Nier Automata), Marin(My Dress-up Darling), or Zero-Two(Darling In The Franxx) could ever do.... It was crazy...
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Overall, these two VA/Seiyuu have some real fan favorites on each side of the language.
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