DxD: Reincarnated Trickster in Ecchi World

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"B-But-"

"T-That's horrible, Senpai," Asia quipped with a frown. "I understand that Ise-kun shouldn't be risking himself with that- but if this 'Raiser' turned women in his slaves then-"

"Not slaves," I intervened again. "That's where I want to focus the issue about moving onto about it. They are all willing servants to him. Their loyalty is legitimate."

"But?" Kunou pressed on with a degree of interest over the matter, drawing a brief glance from me.

"But that doesn't mean that they are inherently good people. That's why I don't want you to be singled out because you're trying to be a good guy," I continued with a sigh. "It will rile you up that you've to stay put and offer him no reason to act, but for how delicate the situation currently is, I'm afraid I will ask you to do this sacrifice."

"It's unfair," He muttered with a huff. "But I guess that you know what's going on there, so I will try my best, senpai."

I nodded at him, looking at the half-crowded hallway in front of us making it difficult and slow to go through it. I decided to take a detour to a corridor with less people, the rest followed close as we walked around the obstructed hall.

"Also Senpai, I don't want to sound a little odd but..." The boy resumed with a confused look. "But I feel something is odd about you, and even Ddraig said that your scent has 'something new' to it."

Frowning at this comment, I found myself nodding and smiling jovially at him. "That's because I got a Familiar."

…

"Wait, really?!" He exclaimed in a mix of surprise and annoyance, making me hush him to a quieter tone as to not draw any attention to us. "But I thought that you just wanted to do something else there."

"And I did that too, but… let's just say that my current familiar is quite the determined gal."

The comment got a smug look from Issei. "Ne, Senpai, you mean to tell me that you scored with a girl-"

"Just have Ddraig show you an image of a Sprite Dragon."

The curt interruption made him stammer in his attempt to tease me, causing me to smirk as he seemed to think about it and… deflate when the Red Dragon decided to actually comply with the request.

"But- that's so tiny."

"And adorable," I added happily. "And perhaps even braver than the Welsh Dragon himself."

"That sounds like an overstatement."

I gave a surprised look at the sudden appearance of the gauntlet. "Hello Ddraig."

"Explain how exactly the brat is 'braver' than me."

"She called Tiamat 'Fat and Dumb'." The response had the Dragon to keep quiet for a while.

"T-That sounds like a lie."

"Right now your 'nemesis' is dealing with issues at the fact a 'brat' stood her ground against her," I continued without hesitation. "I will let her say it if you want, but it will have to happen after the whole 'Phenex' situation is over for today."

…

"Deal."

Once the lessons were over, I finally had the chance to share some words with Sona over the current situation. The girl was positive that things would solve well now that Ruval had been brought to study the situation.

It would be a lengthy process, but hopefully one that lacked any issues that would escalate into a Rating Game. It was a success for our plan. One that saw the short-haired bespectacled girl smile for the remainder of the day.

Tsubaki looked happy too, but she wasn't smiling as much as the usually impassive Taichou. The rest of the Council seemed influenced by their chief's good mood and thus the day there seemed to be 'lighter' and 'calmer' than usual. So much that I had expected to be finally granted a normal day away from risking my cover over silly issues.

I was reminded pretty soon that God was dead in this world when my prayers soon hauled me facing quite the unexpected circumstance. During today's session of volleyball practice done outdoors, one of the balls was sent soaring into the school and broke one of the windows there.

The culprits had already been punished with proper detentions, but I was meant to take notes over the overall damage and then check the money it would take to fix this damage. It was the first time in months that I saw this kind of instance happen, but I couldn't exactly deny that sudden accidents could happen without any notice.

So I was there, with some paper and pen, studying the glass on the floor and the damaged window with a critical eye. Japan had quite the efficient repairman service, but it was also easy to contact an organization that asked for more money that the task required.

Once I was done getting the estimations done, I would've to return back to the Student Council's room and start contacting various companies specialized over the matter to check on their prices.

Another yawn left my lips as I was almost done with the report, genuinely hoping that the next part wasn't going to be as draining as the first one was.

Maybe I really need to start drinking again coffee with how much crap I've to go through on a daily basis.

Before I had the chance of actually conclude my task 'on the field' and make my way back to the club room, my attention was taken by footsteps coming towards me. I glanced away from the paper and to the side, noticing that there was a young man walking through the corridor, a regal smile painting his face.

With blond locks covering his head and partially hiding his dark-blue eyes, I blinked at the curious individual that was wearing so calmly and densely what looked to be old-style noble clothes.

It wasn't the 'ancient' kind of old-style. More like the early 20th century kind of style some aristocrats would have when donning their clothes, a little militaristic but still sober enough to not get annoyed by its patriotic gleam.

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