Chapter 17: Unexpected Encounter
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It's been a week since we arrived in Kuoh and I have managed to, thanks to Kuroka, get a layout of all the powers in the area, whether they be legal or illegal powers.
Ever since she swore herself to me, she has toned down on her mischievousness and actually taken on the role of my covert op slash weapon of mass destruction.
Remember when I said I don't want a target painted on my back? Yeeaaaah. Not my fault tho.
2 days after we arrived here, one of the local gangs thought it would be fun to try to kidnap Shirone while we were out at the park and ended up getting seperated for a few minutes when we went to get ice cream. Unsurpirisingly, human drugs work on a 5 year old nekoshou.
When we found the guys who did it in minutes. We annhilated them, their coherts, the ring they were planning to sell her to, and dozens of their potential cutomers in and around the surrounding cities near Kuoh. A couple of the local supernaturals and yakuza tried to interfere but we wiped them out too, and in doing so, sent a message.
Behave.
Just that, and it worked. We made most of the underground of Japan in the surrounding areas afraid over the course of a single night, but honestly it was more Kuroka than me. She wiped out twice as many people as I did, enranged as she was.
The consequence, we got on the youkai's radar. They found out we were devils, messaged Cleria, and demanded our presence in Kyoto within 5 days for a hearing or Ultimates would get involved. Though we can ignore it, it would just further damage relations with them than I already have and I have plans that invlove getting to know the youkai's resident Milf.
Honestly, I didn't mind it since I knew we went overboard but I wasn't about to stop a rampaging Kuroka, I was on my own rampage and testing my Time abilities in combat while I was at it.
Shirone just went to town on her box of multi-flavored lolipops, unfazed by the despairing screams of carnage happening inside the building accross the street from her. Quite the tough loli, yes she is.
Anyway, we returned to Cleria's place afterwards and told her we were going to Kyoto to meet with the youkai faction, much to her brow twitching annoyance. She was annoyed at our actions and asked us to leave as soon as possible since she didn't want to be involved in our stupidity. Ticked me off a bit, but whatevs. I guess her lover will still function without an arm or two if and when I decide to save them.
Although it is our fault, I'm petty. Bite me.
And now here I am, taking a last stroll through the quiet town that is Kuoh at the local park. I wasn't able to find Issei throughout my time here but that's fine, I'll just come back some other ti--
Well shit, speak of the future devil.
Right ahead of me, a young boy with his signature spiky brown hair and eyes with a red tee. And next to him is his caramel hair colored childhood tomboy bestie, Irina. Issei's an idiot for not realizing Irina is a 'she' and not a 'he' despite knowing her for all of 3 years.
As I approach them, I can hear them talking about some manga that they read yesterday.
Young Issei: "I'm telling you Irina, Gon Soku would wipe the floor with anyone, even Luffa. Rubbery as he is, he can't stop a Komehomeho!!"
Young Irina: "I don't know, Luffa is pretty strong and can just choke Soku out before he can do anything."
Their debate continues as I follow them silently and see where their going, I'm leaving town later so I don't have time to strike up a lasting conversation.
A few minutes after tailing them, we get to a small clearing to find a group of kids surrounding some white haired old guy. And I froze. The old coot, I recognized him. Anime him and real him has almost no difference besides coming to life. My brow starts to twitch seeing and hearing the old fuck going off about how oppai hold the dreams of man, assess are the cushions of bliss, and how thicc thighs do indeed save lives.
I mean I agree with that last one, but fuck. Fucking Odin.
I look over towards Issei and he is practically worshipping the old coot with stars in his eyes and constantly ooo-ing and aaa-ing.
The Norse chief's gospel goes on for a few more minutes before he finally stands up and walks away proudly, leaving the kids to reflect upon the bullshit he just spoke.
I shake my head to get rid of the annoying thoughts, throw a tracking spell on Issei quickly and chase after the old fart. This is the stupidest way as well the best way to meet him. Might as well take advantage of the opportunity.
"Oi, old fart Odin, hold up."
The Norse chief god stops and turns towards me, surprised at seeing someone who recognizes him. Though his brows scrunch up when he remembers how I called him.
Odin: "Oi brat, what did you just call me? You know who exactly I am and yet you still dare to call me that?"
The old fart speaks in a menacing voice and begins to flare some aura at me in an attempt to intimidate me.
"Cut that crap Odin, my respect for you dropped to the depths of hell when the fact that you were a massive pervert preaching his bullshit to a group of kids made itself clear."
I spat right back at the old pervert. I probably shouldn't go around talking shit to old gods but whatevs, this guy is different. As proof, the old pervert just laughs my insult off, dispersing his pressure directed at me.
Odin: "Alright, fair point. But I preach only the truth, unlike those Church fucks. Bunch of hypocritic pedophiles, even I don't stoop that low."
Wow, yeah. Can't argue with that. I though it would be different here where actual angels exist but the deep corruption of the Church is just as bad here. Probably even worse now due to supernatural influence.
Odin: "Alright devil kid, you know who I am and stopped me on purpose, what do you want?"
I shake my head clear of the bad thoughts and get back to what's infront of me.
"I want to learn the Norse magic system. I can provide proper payment in the form of recources, but not right now. If it's alright with you, I'll visit in the future when I have enough to pay for a proper teacher."
I get straight to the point. Odin raised a brow at my request. He takes a moment to think about it before putting on a serious face and finally coming to a decision.
Odin: "Before I answer your request, you must answer one question of mine. My decision to grant you a proper teacher of the Norse magic system depends solely on this one question."
I gulp a bit at his serious expression, this might be a test so I need to respond quick and truthfully.
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Odin: "Ass or the tits?"
Without a second of hesitation, I respond.
"Ass."
I realize a second too late what just came out of my mouth. I was so focused on responding to what I thought was a test from a serious Odin, that my mouth moves before I could think.
Odin: "HAHAHAHA, I KNEW YOU WERE ONE OF US KID!!! Very well, I will personally arrange the best magic tutor in all of Asgard for you. Just drop on by to Asgard later when you're ready to learn. No payment neccessary."
I'm curious by what he means when he said "us", but I fear what the answer might be, so I just let it go. Still, at the cost of the loss of face, though hopefully no one will know about today, I got a free magic tutor for one of the best magic systems in the supernatural world. I don't know whether to laugh or cry.
I sigh dejectedly, but recover quickly. Fuck it, magic is more important right now.
"Thanks, old pervert. I'll drop by probably in a few years. If I'm getting free lessons then I want to build up a decent foundation on different magic systems from other pantheons. Also, I'll probably bring someone to learn with me if that's alright with you."
Odin just laughs.
Odin: "No problem, little pervert. The doors of Asgard shall always be open to you. Now if you excuse me, I have to get going before Brynhildr kills me for missing a meeting. Farewell."
He turns and waves back at me before casually making a portal to Asgard and walking through it. Did he use the Bifrost? Do they have that here?
Damn, I'll have to ask him to teach me how to do that if I don't figure it out myself.
With that strange encounter out of the way, I turn back and start to track the new blossoming pervert Issei. I'm not going to waste any time on the guy. I'll just give the kid some hypnotic sugestions to help raise his IQ and not sit on his ass if he wants to become a harem king.
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After tracking Issei down to his small 2 story home, I sneak in and find him in his room already looking up pictures of bodacious babes on the internet with some drool running down his face.
Uwah, so he was this bad as a kid. Yeah, no. Let's change that a little.
15 minutes later, a passed out Issei is laying on his bed, dreaming away about some curvy bimbo probably if his lewd grin is anything to go by. I tried, I really did. The guys a pervert through and through, down to his very soul, and his willpower held strong to my hypnotic suggestions to change.
Stupid plot armor willpower bullshit if you ask me. Whatever, I give up, my work here is done. I turn to leave but just as I'm about to jump out the window, a chill runs up my spine as I hear a deep gutteral voice coming from behind me.
???: "What do you think you're doing to my host, devil brat?"
Fuck, Ddraig is awake.
Well this is actually not so bad of a situation considering he can't really hurt me at all. Probably.
I can probably reason with him. Thing is, how?
I turn around slowly, a million thoughts racing through my head before narrowing down to a few. I face the bright green glow on Issei's left hand and take a deep breath.