Dxd: Ink and Summoning

100- Metting the Oppai Dragon.



“So, just what are we doing here again? “ Jalter was tagging along by my right side. She is curious about why we were here while making our way through Kuoh Town, and towards the Kuoh Academy.

 

“I told you, it's starting…” I learned that Rias already used her rook pieces a little while ago so I had to check on how things have changed thanks to all the mess I caused. I need to make sure that everything goes smoothly because, like it or not, Issei has the potential to grow into a powerful ally in the future. Jalter and Mordred simply were curious too so they decided to come along, spending some time together in the process.

 

‘Dusk’ just needed to speak with Sirzech and Serafall to be allowed to patrol around the Academy. I've proved to be trustworthy enough and with how understaffed they accepted given how understaffed there are and how little the two Heiresses like having surveillance around so I became the perfect excuse to look around and see how they are doing. 

 

Sona and Rias have already spent some time on my mindscape, particularly Rias who goes with Gasper to meet Valerie there—though that's really just Rias's way of justifying her watching anime and manga rather than doing her job as Kuoh Gobernor.

 

She is dumb enough to not realize that she can ask the previous Ruler to explain things to her. Cleria Belial spends most of her time taking care of the children as a teacher, probably trying to prepare herself for her own which is going to arrive soon.

 

At least she uses the VR stuff…

 

Yeah, I also created a virtual reality training program for the kids so they would feel more motivated to get stronger. Training in the form of games.

 

It's wonderful unless they start dealing with titles like Silent Hill, Darkest Dungeon, and RE4.

 

Yes, stuff like the Regenerators were somewhat… stressful for them, but I have to admit that I did a great job of mimicking their eerie breathing, couple that with a closed, tight and dark place and you get some scared teenagers. It helps that I can filter out nightmares.

 

Couple that with a closed, thigh and dark place and you get some scared teenagers.

 

The smart ones learned to stick to the more happy ones like pokemon and stuff but there are always the brave ones, and of course the ‘You dont dare’ or some lost bets.

 

At least Sona is smart enough to understand that the free education we provide is a blessing, especially for someone like her who wants to study and learn, even bringing her Peerage alongside her whenever they can. 

"So we are here just to look at the Red pervert obsessed with boobs?" Jalter's question made me realize how ridiculous that sounded.

 

"I am more concerned with why you look so... normal?" From my left came the voice of Mordred, who had decided to tag along to see the famed Ddraig, a name she was familiar with thanks to its connection with her father.

I took a peek at her before answering and have to say that she looks good in her Kuoh school uniform. She could pass for a typical delinquent with her blonde hair and loose, unkempt clothes, but it's impossible to ignore the obvious feminine qualities on her face and natural beauty. A perfect tomboy… sadly no abs showing.

“Do you want to make an even bigger mess? Just look around… “ It's probably because they couldn't care less about some average kids going to school, but they didn't notice that everyone was looking at both of them.

Thankfully we came during the time for club activities so a couple of suggestions in the mind of the people left here is enough to make us walk around not seem out of place.

 

 

“I see what you mean“ Jalter didn't care much about others looking but it could get annoying when they start getting close to talk to her.

“Those brats would have some wild dreams if they saw your real face “ Mordred said it as a joke but Jalter didn't pass up the chance to jab at her.

 

“Speaking from experience ? “ 

 

“Shut up, cow! “ 

 

Ignoring her outbrust, Jalter called Mordred with a grin as an idea occurred to her: "Hey Mordred."

 

"What now? " 

 

“Why don't you pretend to be his girlfriend? That would save us some trouble. “ It's the best way so others don't get close. To make them uncomfortable.

 

“What are you talking about!?” Mordred  actually considered it, but she paused when she noticed Jalter giving her a sly look.  

 

But before it could escale into more I decided to interrupt them and save Mordred some embarrassment. "Stop fighting, we are almost there." 

 

Thankfully there was no need for Jalter to say anything, that grin she has is enough. Mordred knew she lost this time.

 

My relationship with Mordred has been awkward for a while and we are in a really weird block on what to do next... so I do apreciatty Jalter helping, even if it's just a little. If the knights of the roundtable knew that the stubborn and wild ‘Sir’ Mordred would be making such a face, they wouldn't believe it. 

 

Even Mordred herself doesn't.

 

It does make me wonder if I'm that easy to read when it comes to girls if even Jalter noticed…

 

She is not the… brightest…

 

“Huh?” Jalter noticed I was looking at her but I have a perfect excuse to distract her. 

 

Kuoh Academy was getting close and they could see four people at the entrance.

 

“Dusk, we meet again.” There, awaiting our arrival, was the Heiress of the House of Leviathan, Sona Sitri. 

 

I can tell how significant this meeting is to her from the small details she and the two members of her Peerage are giving.From the slight wetness after a bath to the quality of their clothes, which appear to be brand new. 

I could go into more detail, such as the girls' makeup, but my attention was drawn to the guy by her side. He stood out because I could see he was jealous and uncomfortable with my presence. He appears to be quite protective of Sona.

 

He should be Genshirou Saji, and if so, I can understand why he thinks that way because he is known to be loyal and slightly obsessed with Sona after she helps with some stuff with his siblings. I guess Sona mentions me often due to my relationship with Sera or… or she may have overemphasized my importance when explaining our reason for being here since I'm technically the leader of a Faction.

 

The Draconic nature of his Sacred Gear is not helping either.

 

Well, who cares.

 

He either realizes I'm not into Sona or… nothing, it's his problem not mine.

 

Nothing; this is his problem, not mine.

 

I was a teenager once, and I know how dumb one can be, especially a guy about girls.

 

“We meet again ‘Souna Shitori', is your sister still giving you trouble? “

 

"No, Onee-Sama has been busy with her… duties," Sona answered, adjusting her glasses to disguise her conflicted emotions about her sister's spending less time with her. Sera may be noisy to have around but that also means the silence is deafening when she is gone.

 

Sona seized the opportunity to present her two companions and members of her Peerage. "This is my 'Queen' Tsubaki Shinra and this is my 'Rook', Genshirou Saji"

 

Tsubaki followed with a bow, "Thanks for coming, Dusk-Sama," and then elbowed Saji, prompting him to do the same.

 

“Thanks I'm Saji… welcome to Kuoh“ He came out a little awkward and uncomfortable, clearly not used to this kind of thing.

 

"He is new to the whole supernatural stuff, right?" I gave him a brief glance before deciding to help him a bit with some extra training. In the end, he is a teenager who has been pushed into a situation in which he might have to put his life at risk at any point.

 

And he is going to be protecting Sona, so less for Sera to worry about if she has strong people by her side.

 

"Send him for some training, at night." Ink began to flow from my fingers, making a Key, which she grabbed while thanking me.

 

"Thanks, I appreciate it" Saji was confused by what I meant, but Sona and Tsubaki understood because they knew how my Mindscape works.

 

“So you gonna help this jealous Whelp? “ Seems like Jalter got bored and decided to step in. As the ‘Dragon Witch’ she should even be able to command him since he is part Dragon now if I dont remember wrong. 

 

But .. Calling him Whelp while saying I'm the one helping him. I can even hear Sona whispering “Whelp…?”  

 

I'm not sure how much Sona knows about his Sacred Gear... I'll tell her to go with Azazel after a while. I remember he managed to awaken the dormant spirit of Vritra by collecting different pieces of the original.

Sona and Rias seem to be an ideal match. Both Heiresses had Queens who were shunned by their own clans, Draconic Longinus users, and a Satan sibling…

 

“Sup” Mordred also seems to be bored, wanting to end things fast. 

 

After some light talks, we made our way to where Rias and her Peerage awaited us, so we could finally meet the protagonist of DxD,  the Red Dragon Emperor's partner and the wielder of the Booster Gear, Issei Hyoudou.

 

 

..

 

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I was completely unprepared for this outcome. I wasnt prepared like... at all.

 

"So you have a sister!?" Issei shouted, unable to believe what he had just heard. Something like this should not be possible.

 

Rias, his 'King', was ashamed, with her hand covering face, trying to hide her pink cheeks. This is simple and pure… second hand embarrassment

 

"Yes," Jeanne responded with a clear trembling in her smile.

 

"A twin sister!?" Issei asked again, as if to confirm one of the world's most essential truths.

 

I could see Akeno smiling‘sweetly’ at him, promising a world of pain later on. You can even hear the lightning moving through her palms. 

“...Yes.”

 

“Kaichou! They exist! They are real! Twin oppai! Real life twin oppai!!! Kaichou!“ 

 

“Ugh…”

 

“Ara~ ara~” 

 

“...” I'm not even mad…

 

“Pfft~ So this is our so-called savior? “ With the face I and Jalter are making, Mordred couldn't help but burst out laughing.

 

For once Rias and I shared the same look. Please, off me. 

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