Chapter 131: Red is single!
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Serafall caught herself mid-sentence, her expression still heated. "You're lucky Sona-chan is here, or I would have given you a piece of my mind, Gabriel."
"I'm sorry that you harbor such feelings towards me, Lady Leviathan. However, there's no reason why we can't both be friends with Issei Hyoudou and look out for his well-being," Gabriel responded, her tone laced with diplomatic kindness.
'Angels can be unnervingly nice... It's almost eerie,' Issei thought, observing the brief exchange.
Before their argument could escalate further, Sirzechs Lucifer arrived, accompanied by Rias and most of her peerage. He swiftly defused the tension in the air. "Serafall, I would appreciate it if you could ease up on this matter. I have approved of Gabriel's presence here, and while I have no objections to your continued oversight, I insist that you maintain civility with the seraph."
"If you insist, Sirzy-chan..." Serafall pouted, reluctantly relenting.
Turning his attention to Vali, Sirzechs addressed her, "Ah, you must be the girl Grayfia mentioned... Vali, correct?"
"I assume you already know who I am," Vali responded sternly.
The Maou nodded, his expression serious. "Indeed, I am aware of your identity and the purpose of your presence here, Vali Lucifer."
"Lucifer?" Irina gasped, her eyes widening.
Xenovia's head snapped towards the silver-haired girl, her surprise evident. "So, she's connected to the Lucifer Clan?"
Vali appeared unfazed by their reactions, though she confirmed their suspicions with a nod. "I am only a half-devil, so I am not deeply involved with the Old Satan Faction. Needless to say, they are not particularly fond of me."
Issei's lack of reaction prompted Sirzechs to glance at him. "I assume you were already aware of this, Issei?"
"Look, man, can we just drop the politics for one night? I'm here for a grade... not to socialize or gossip, alright?" Issei sighed, expressing his weariness.
Sirzechs nodded understandingly. "As you wish, Issei. It's good to see you again. I heard that you have become friends with Rias and her companions. That's excellent news."
"You did?" Tiamat interjected, her curiosity getting the better of her.
"Awww, Issei-chan is making friends with everyone now!" Serafall exclaimed happily, latching onto one of his arms.
Suddenly, a loud noise reverberated through the air, drawing everyone's attention towards the entrance of the school. The sound of a powerful engine and blaring music filled the space, emanating a hardcore vibe with an epic chorus. After a few seconds, the noise abruptly ceased.
Several moments passed as all eyes remained fixed on the entrance, anticipation building. The double doors swung open, revealing a solitary figure making his way into the building. He stood tall and muscular, exuding a chiseled yet lean physique.
His attire consisted of a striking full biker suit, stylish and slightly armored, predominantly adorned with red and black hues. Gold trims and noticeable dragon designs embellished the outfit. His hair, mostly black with red tips and golden highlights, cascaded slightly longer than Issei's, slicked and styled with precision.
He donned a pair of sunglasses, even though it was nighttime. Despite the shades, Issei knew that his eyes were the same golden hue as his dragon form. Red's human appearance was strong and handsome, bearing a surprising resemblance to Issei himself.
'Did Red intentionally make his human form resemble mine?' Issei wondered, watching his "dad" make a grand entrance.
'He actually showed up... This is going to be interesting,' Ddraig chuckled.
"THE STRONGEST DAD HAS ARRIVED! Oi, Issei! WHERE ARE YOU?!" Red's booming voice echoed through the room as he casually surveyed the surroundings. All eyes were fixed on him, filled with unfiltered shock. In a matter of seconds, he located Issei, leaving everyone amazed at the uncanny resemblance between the newcomer and Issei.
"Excuse me, sir," Issei's softly-spoken homeroom teacher tentatively addressed Red, "a-are you Hyoudou-san's father?"
"OF COURSE I AM! I'm his real dad! And who might you be?" Red asked the timid woman.
She gazed at him, momentarily lost in thought, unable to form a coherent response. Red leaned in, examining her closely. "Are you one of his teachers or something?"
"Y-yes, it is such an... such an honor to meet you," Issei's teacher stammered, her face flushing with embarrassment. She bowed respectfully, struggling to regain her composure.
"COOL! HE BETTER BE THE BEST DAMN KID IN THIS SCHOOL, OR WE'RE GOING TO HAVE A TALK! Oi, Issei, come here!" Red waved him over.
Issei promptly made his way towards Red, distancing himself from his current group. He regarded Red with curiosity. "Glad you could make it... Dad."
"So this is your father, Hyoudou-san? He's not quite what I expected, but the resemblance is striking. What's your name, Otou-san?" she inquired.
"Red," he replied casually.
"Red? That's unusual... Is it a nickname?" she wondered aloud.
The dragon nodded. "Yeah, something like that!"
"So, Red-san, what do you do for a living?" his teacher asked, her eyes filled with awe.
"Just call me Red, alright?! I suppose you could say I'M A PROFESSIONAL BADASS! I pull off wild stunts and break speed records. And I never look at explosions!" he declared.
"Oooh... So you're a professional stuntman or a movie star, then? How fascinating. That would certainly explain your son's interest in motorcycles," his teacher remarked, her interest unfiltered.
"Yeah..." Red responded with a suave coolness.
"Did your wife manage to join us tonight?" she inquired.
"I ain't married..." Red scoffed.
The woman's eyes widened with hope. "R-really? I suppose that's a personal matter, then. So, does that mean you're single?"
"Huh?" Red questioned.
Briefly glancing at Issei, Red turned back to the woman who continued to gaze at him intently. Issei could hear Red speaking to him telepathically, 'Is your teacher checking me out right now?'
'That's certainly how it seems,' Issei telepathically replied.
'Watch this, Issei...' Red chuckled mischievously.
"OF COURSE I AM! This dragon can't be tamed! I'm too much for anyone to handle!" Red proudly declared, a knowing smirk playing on his lips.
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