DxD: Reincarnated Trickster in Ecchi World

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Ingvild actually smiled at this. "It's just as he told me it was. It's a nice place with so many kind people."

"That's good to hear. I think that Kuoh Town is truly a happy place myself," Akeno agreed eagerly. "But I wonder… what do you think about occult, Ingvild-san?"

...Oh no.

I think someone is asking for trouble. But… I wonder what your dear friend will do now.

"Occult?" The Leviathan inquired innocently. "What is that?"

"The research of what can't be explained by science. Creatures that we can't understand by normal means and-"

"Like Santa?"

…

Oh my, let's see what little joke this lovely lady has concocted in such a short amount of time.

"Uh… what?"

"Santa- or the Easter Bunny. Aren't those beings that we can't explain through Science?"

"Y-Yes, but-"

"Are those topics of the 'Occult' you're talking about, Akeno-san?"

The Himejima seemed unsure how to answer that particular point raised by the 'naive' girl, and I could tell from her distracted look that she wasn't going to recruit anyone in her club.

With that curious parenthesis coming to a simple ending devoid of any major escalations, our walk continued uneventfully.

The two would just share some looks, keeping quiet up until we arrived at the classroom in question.

Ingvild took a seat near to mine, happily drawing some attention on herself from the other classmates because of her exotic beauty.

In less than a couple of hours, rumors of a possible contender to the Ojousamas' reign started to spread all over Kuoh Academy.

But I didn't offer it too much interest considering that now I had to cover for both Ingvild and Ravel about club assignments.

Ingvild managed to surprise me with the way she was capable of dealing with the lesson.

While she wasn't outright showing that she had studied the arguments beforehand, her deductive skill and her capacity to improvise moods helped her earn some good rep from various teachers.

Rias noticed this very instance, and I could tell from her curious blue eyes that she was not only curious to understand how a supposed rival to Sona's sister was allowed to study here at school, but also how she was supposed to handle it without irking her 'school partner'.

Sona had surely given no words to the redhead, this suspect cemented as the truth from the frustrated trail of thoughts visible on the young Gremory's face.

But while the scene itself warranted amusement from my part, I also disliked the way Rias was already eyeing her newest 'interest'.

Which is why, despite my little rule to keep away from actually going against Rias' plans, I decided to make some plans to disrupt any unneeded developments.

"So, the money gained from the spectacle is donated to charities?" Ingvild inquired delighted as she listened to Asia and to the young woman responsible for the female actors in the Theater Club.

"Most of it, yes. A small percentage of the gains are used to pay the costs of the club, but the rest is offered to those organizations that help with hospitals and orphanages."

It was quite easy to convince the Devil to try her hand at this endeavor. With her unique singing voice, it was just natural for her to pursue a club that could help her in not only refining her talent but also using it for the sake of good.

Once she was shown how things worked and she was introduced to Asia, which she found out she shared a fair lot of qualities and interests with, I knew that I got her on board with this idea.

A quick examination ensued to show how good as a singer Ingvild was and, despite some minor reluctance to sing before so many people at once, the lavender-haired girl managed to stun the entire room to abandon their tasks to listen to her.

A standing ovation was the logical aftermath to the exhibition, and her acquisition was confirmed with the signing of the proper documents.

I decided to leave her to enjoy some of the practices that were developing after her successful test. Since I had work to do at the Council's room, I swiftly went there to start drowning in paper and ink.

Ruruko huffed as she was dragging around big boxes around to pick the proper documents I needed to keep up with the paperwork.

Reya had to skip her role for today because of an unexpected session of the volleyball team, leaving her partner alone to face the daunting assignment.

Or at least that would've been the case if I had kept myself from joining in with the fun task.

The brunette was unreasonably annoyed by my initiative, but she reluctantly let go of this issue when I pointed out that we were meant to be quick and efficient, and that pride over her manual work wouldn't do the Student Council any good.

She was trying to show her determination before her seniors, something that I had suspected first, and then was confirmed as a fact by Tsubaki.

I wasn't against allowing people to work hard to show their worth from time to time, to make them display their true selves before any troublesome tasks.

But I was also not going to abuse that situation out to avoid making some hard work myself.

The boxes were slightly lighter than how I remembered those being, and I thought that this was a fact related to how intense training had been with Baraqiel.

And after what happened, in that fight against Rizevim, I needed to pick up a greater pace if I wanted to make a serious difference.

It will take years to get to the point you're trying to reach. At this pace, at least.

'Then I will-'

Which is why I will bestow you with some advices during the next training sessions. Something to bring a touch of 'seriousness' in your understand of Shadow Magic.

'And this case of sudden kindness is driven by?'

Why does anyone do anything nowadays? Sheer, absolute boredom!

And a need to copy of Ala- Hold up, how do you know about Hazbin Hotel?

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