A dragon?

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●Issei's POV●

It hurts.

It isn't even the pain in my rear from being shoved to the ground.

The stinging in my chest overwhelms my senses.

Why... Why would she do this...? Yuuma-chan...?

It takes almost all my willpower to just turn my eyes to look at her face. I could feel myself hyperventilating a bit. I couldn't even meet her gaze for more than a split second.

I thought... I thought we had something good there...

So it was all just a huge lie?

"Hey, you really alright?", I feel a hand land on my shoulder.

"Y-yeah... Yeah, I'll be fine.", I lie through my teeth.

Backpedaling a bit, I find my face reflected in those empty eyes.

The stupidly lame expression mirrored served as a cold plunge, bringing me back to my senses.

I almost died just now. If it weren't for this guy in front of me, I would have died with my forehead impaled. I would have left this world, my parents, my friends, everything...

Is this a dream? A nightmare, maybe? I mean, there is no other explanation for what's happening, is there?

I mean, how is any of this even real? It is only a month after school starts and I suddenly receive a confession from a pretty girl?

Heh, I would have a better chance of finding a damn unicorn before that kind of thing happens.

Not only that but after our date, she suddenly teleports in front of me and tries to kill me? Get real, dammit!

When will it end? I'm ready to wake up now.

...

Staring at the ground, I feel myself go numb. It was all happening so fast. I'm such an idiot. I should have known it was just too good to be true. There was no way any woman would want me that way. I am just a no-good nobody after all...

"She cut you quite deep, huh? Even made you shed a tear..."

"Huh?"

I didn't even notice that. I wipe my cheek with my sleeve as if to hide it. So lame...

Suddenly there is a pat on my back. He turns to me and reassures me with a blank face.

"Well, cheer up. There's a lot of women in the world, and plenty of them have got even bigger breasts than this one, better personalities too.", he says as turns back and levels his sword at her with one hand.

His words strike a cord in me somewhere. Don't know which part though.

"You're young, you're dumb and oblivious too.", he casually insults me without turning to face me, "You made a mistake. So what? Everyone does. It's part of life."

He's trying to comfort me. A tear surfaces at the corner of my eye but I wipe it before it can fa-

"So stop being such a crybaby.", he continued.

Well then...

I feel power returning to my veins after he finishes talking.

[Honestly... How could you feel this discouraged just 'cause of some dumb whore's prattling?]

Huh? Who said that?

No one answered. Was it my imagination?

Whatever.

Yeah! He's right! I shouldn't let this single setback weigh me down. As if this is where the Harem King's journey ends! Who cares about this Yuuma bitch anyway! She can suck an egg for all I care! I'll still climb my way up to my goal to have the greatest harem to ever exist!

I roar within my very soul while clenching my fist close to my chest as my breathing evens out.

"Hmm? A dragon? I also feel like you're thinking something ridiculous... Well, whatever. At least you look better now.", with that, he takes his palm off and gestures for me to stand back. "However, I suggest that you back up a bit. It's dangerous to linger here any longer."

Right on cue.

"A mere bug dares to insult me?", the bitch looks just about ready to blow at this point, prompting me to glare at her.

Shit, now that I look at her, that is a pretty big spear... Where did she even get that? And how did she change her close so quick? Those are some nice panties... Gah! No! Not this one! She isn't even worthy of fantasizing about!

I really am a degenerate, huh?

Speaking of questionable, though.

Glancing at my savior in more ways than one, I inspect his equipment.

That's a cool katana. Even that stance. I may only have room in my thoughts for oppai, but even I know from just a look that this guy is strong.

Can he beat this bitch, though? She is mad quick...

"Insult?", letting his sword fall to his side while putting a hand to his chin, he tilts his head.

If it weren't for the current tension between them, I would have found this gesture almost cute. Like something a small animal would do.

"Ah! I didn't really mean to disparage you as being nothing more than a nice pair of breasts, I sincerely apologize if you took it that way. I was simply stating a fact.", with the same blank expression, he courteously tries to resolve the misunderstanding while waving one hand in front of his face.

Wow. Just... wow.

Who even is this guy, the real-life H*kig*y* H*chim*n?

The bitch remains silent, speechless, but visibly fuming.

"Arereh...? Why are you so quiet all of a sudden?"

Goodness man, you're burning her to ashes at this point.

The cold night breeze flows around us, making me shiver and shove my hands in my pockets to keep warm.

Little did I know, there was a glow in my pocket from the flyer I received from a certain damn handsome.

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●Raynare POV●

Brandishing my spear with both hands, I lunge at this insect. My wings provided ample propulsion, instantaneously putting me in front of him.

Kukuku! How pitiful! He isn't even able to react as the tip arrives at his puny little nose.

I knew I shouldn't have hesitated to end him moments before. If I didn't, I wouldn't have needed to stand the garbage spouted from that mouth polluting my ears.

Perhaps I should punish Kalawarner later, that incompetent subordinate of mine. If she just killed him the night before, I wouldn't have been in such a foul mood.

No matter!

He is going to die in the next instant after all, along with this human brat. Now the only problem is how I should go about extracti-?!

*Twang-!!*

...

Did he block it? How?! It was right in his face!

The force of our clash didn't even push him back a single step, and neither did his arms shake as our blades fought to overpower each other.

With our weapons still crossed, I send out a sweeping kick at his lower half in an attempt to weaken his guard. In response, his own leg shoots out.

I grin at his foolishness in expectance of the clash of our bare bodies to conclude in my favor, only to grimace upon feeling his shin inflict a minuscule fracture on mine.

*Shiing!*

Not waiting for me to recover, he swings his sword. I flap my wings to push myself away, his blade narrowly missing my nose.

Retreating a few meters back, I inspect the point of impact and find a bruise of considerable size.

How is this possible? How in the creator's name did a puny mortal's body wreak such damage upon me?

It isn't anything to worry about though. Such small scratches can be healed in a matter of seconds.

The real problem was that there was no visible effect to be seen on his person while he squared up his feet.

He didn't even look hurt. With that same irritatingly blank face, he puts up that same stance he held before.

"Unforgivable..."

The split-second after I ready myself, I arrive at his left, my spear already shooting for his temple. My surroundings appear frozen at this point from the extreme speed.

This should do it.

"?!"

I saw it. His eyes. They moved to meet my own in that split second, followed by his blade soaring to meet my own.

*Twang!!*

What sorcery is this?! I sense no magic, no mystic arts of any kind being activated!

This sequence repeated itself several times with neither of us making rapport.

No...

*Clang!*

That analysis may be mistaken.

While utilizing my wings to the best of their capabilities, I launched onslaught after onslaught of spear thrusts coming from every direction.

I flitted all around him. From above, below, behind him, sometimes launching a barrage of my feathers in between.

Throughout all of this, his expression never wavered. His sword slashes formed a veritable barrier, making sure none of my attacks reached him or the Boosted Gear's vessel.

Snarling, I put some distance between us.

Engaging in close quarters proved wasteful, giving him openings in which he could counterattack. Leaving me with only one viable avenue of attack, my spells.

Launching myself skyward, I smirk as his gaze follows me. Hmph, the worm can only stare, his sword no longer able to reach me.

Putting my hands forward, I channel a considerable amount of power into a magic circle. Eager to burn him to ashes, I grin as my spell takes a moment before it is primed to fire.

"Die, you worthless insect! [Heaven's Wrath]!", I chant before a thick beam of scorching light pours down on them from the sky.

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●Rias POV●

I must admit, being awakened from sleep by a sonic screech to the ear is definitely not how I thought my night would go.

When will Lord Beelzebub decide to change this ringtone? Isn't it getting a bit old by now?

While groaning and digging around under my blanket cocoon, I grab a piece of paper, my summoning receiver, which had activated a few minutes before.

Wasting no more time grumbling about the time, I jump out of bed in the nude and burst through my closet door.

I dig through my clothes and pick my academy uniform since it is the best-looking outfit I have at the moment. I aim to make a good, imposing impression after all.

Opening my phone, I dial Akeno's number and hear it ring for a few seconds. After that time elapsed, I heard her sleepy voice on the other line.

"Buchou~? What ish it...?"

"I'm gonna need you to come to these coordinates ASAP.", I say while slipping an arm through the sleeve of my dress shirt and using the other to punch in the numbers.

"Fuwaaahh~ For what reason...? It's very late, you know?"

Is it acceptable for a King's subordinate to be this lax after receiving an order...?

"Akeno....", I let out a low rumble.

"Okay, okay. I'm getting out of bed now.", I heard a few sounds of sheets shuffling before her voice came back on. "Can I at least know why we're heading out so late? Do we need to inform the others?"

Following her words, the sound of her closet opening could be heard. Good. She's getting ready for real this time.

I am now tying my ribbon to my collar as the summoning paper starts humming and glowing bright red. Crap! I'm gonna be teleported any second now!

"No, we don't! And please dress up faster! I'm about to head over now!"

"Alright~! I'm in my underwear already, no need to rush me"

The image of her in black lace undergarments flashbangs me for an instant, but I shake my head to ignore it.

Thus, with a flash of light, I find myself in a different place.

...

Is this a park? I'm not even sure since it's so dusty in front of me.

I turn around to look, but all I get is a cloud of dust in my face, forcing me into a brief coughing fit.

I unfold my wings and with a flap, the dust is gone. This revealed what was indeed a park, but in turn, only increased the number of questions in my mind.

It wasn't hard to guess that this place wasn't like this before. The huge scorch mark right at the center along with the countless craters and deep gashes in the surrounding dirt combined with uprooted grass are all telltale signs of a battle. One with intense magical and physical combat.

Perking up my ears. I could hear someone approaching.

Turning around to look, I find a boy with brunette hair and a peculiar scent. Something about the way he smelled gave me a feeling I just landed a jackpot.

"Uhm, hello?", not even a second after greeting me, his gaze is instantaneously glued to my chest.

Not that I mind though, I got the goods and I know it.

"What happened here?", I ask to break the ice.

"Eh? Ah, right. Uhm...", he puts a hand to his nape, scratching it, "...I almost died?"

Well, that certainly explains everything!

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Random Trivia Time!!:

Rias possesses the Gremory bloodline. This essentially makes it so that she has tremendous luck. This seeps into her everyday life as a form of 'sixth sense'. It triggers a weird feeling at times she finds herself on the cusp of an impactful decision, giving her a weird feeling towards whatever it is she is looking at.

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A/N: Please comment on your thoughts! Tell me what you think of the story so far!

...and please give me stones?

*looks up while pushing fingers together*