Ch6: Phenex Party (1)

3rd Pov

Three years have passed since the day that Roy had started the training routine that Roygun had designed for him.

The training consisted of drills and exercises that focused on building strength throughout the body during the day, while focusing on magic during the afternoon.

The training showed its results and proved to be fruitful, as Roy had grown in the focused aspects by an astonishing amount, surprising Roygun once again.

Of course Roy wasn't the one that did the training, he made a copy of himself in his dream world and used it to do the training while he himself slept most of the day.

While Roy was lazy and had no motive to do anything, he only slept this much because he had nothing better to do.

Sleeping improved his overall abilities so whenever Roygun checked his growth, he had grown in a positive manner making her think that his improvement was from her training.

One of the reasons he liked sleeping more than usual was the training he had with Vermeil.

While he slept, Vermeil would enter his dreams and train him in dream magic and other types of magic.

Normally one used up a source of energy in the real world to do an action, but in the dream world that he had created with the guidance of Vermeil, as long as one was sleeping in the real world they wouldn't spend any energy in the dream world.

Which meant that one could train endlessly without feeling tired or fatigued as long as they were sleeping in the real world.

Hence why Roy didn't have any problem training with Vermeil as he didn't use any energy.

Today like always he was going to train with Vermeil in his dream world but it seemed that Roygun had other plans for them.

She was continuously pestering Vermeil about attending a banquet with her.

"Absolutely not."

"Come on it's just a simple gathering for devils." Roygun pleaded trying to reason with Vermeil, which proved to be unsuccessful.

"No means no." Vermeil kept her ground and didn't change her answer.

'Unless you force it.' Roy thought but didn't say it and kept it to himself.

"Look at Roy, he will be nine years old in a few months and other than us, he doesn't have a signal person to talk with."

"I don't see a problem with that."

"A child at that age needs to make friends as much as he can, especially him since he doesn't have any friends."

"But I have a friend." Roy intervened and said as if it was a matter of fact.

"And who's that?" Roygun asked.

She was sure that her little brother didn't have any friends, as she checked and watched him all the day which made Vermeil to kick her out while saying she had a brother complex and was a sick stalker.

She was sure that she didn't have a brother complex and just was true to her feelings for her little brother.

Sure she might stalk her brother with her magic or the camera's she placed in the room while she was absent at home, but she only did it for his safety.

She definitely didn't have any ulterior motives like using her brother as a relief material.

Coming back from her thoughts, she looked at her brother and awaited for his answer.

Roy took out Chastiefol from his dream world and used its guardian form, turning it into a giant plushie bear.

"That's him."

"...That doesn't count."

"Can you at least be honest and tell me what's the real reason?" Vermeil said while narrowing her eyes as she looked at Roygun.

"About that... the Phenex family are holding a party as a celebration for their son's first victory in rating games."

"And?"

"As an active figure in rating games who hold the second place in rankings, I was also invited to this party."

"I see. But I don't get the reason why Roy and I should attend it too."

"It will be boring without you guys, well mostly without my lovely little brother."

Before Vermeil could reject her again, Roygun quickly added.

"Three of the Satans will also be attending the party. So I think it would be a good chance for Roy to be acquainted with them or their family."

"Sigh... let's have it your way. I won't come with you but you can take Roy with you."

Roy stared at Vermeil with eyes that showed that he felt betrayed by her.

"Don't look at me like that. I'm sure you would enjoy it."

"And you jinxed it." Roy muttered, knowing for sure that he would not be enjoying the banquet.

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*Few hours later*

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He in fact did not enjoy it. The moment they arrived, Roygun left him alone in the middle of the party.

Two betrayals in a single day were too much for him, so much that he didn't even have the will to sleep and looked as if his soul had left his body.

"You ok buddy?" A young boy with black hair, violet eyes and a somewhat muscular body for his age asked Roy.

Roy looked at the boy with dead eyes "Why do we live? to suffer?"

"Uhh..." The boy didn't know how to respond to such a question but nevertheless gave an answer "Well everyone suffers in some way in their life but that doesn't mean we only live to suffer."

Roy gave a blank stare at the boy "I was talking to myself."

"Oh... Well I'm Sairaorg." The boy introduced himself as he awkwardly rubbed the back of his head.

"Roy." Our mc introduced himself in one word with no pleasantries, staying true to his personality.

"Umm friends?" Sairaorg asked hoping for Roy to answer positively.

After all he also didn't have any friends like Roy because he didn't inherit the Bael clan's power of destruction.

Because he didn't awaken it, all his life he and his mother were abused by their clan members and were shunned by them.

*A/N: Sairaorg is a true bro and one of my favourite characters in DxD, he definitely didn't deserve to lose against a wimp like issei who didn't have a meaningful or valuable goal like him.*

"Sure." Roy answered simply 'I needed someone to help me move around in this place so I might as well be friends with him.'

"Really!?" Sairaorg answered with a smile adorning his face.

"Only if you do as I say for the rest of the party."

"Deal." Sairaorg agreed on spot to not lose the chance of having a friend for the first time in his life.

Roy looked around and he found an empty table "Let's go there."

Roy Without saying anything jumped on Sairaorg's back and ordered him.

Sairaorg didn't mind it as it reminded him of the time he spent with his little cousin, Rias.

As they arrived at the table, Roy took out Chastiefol from his dream world and put it on the table, confusing Sairaorg.

"What are you doing?"

"Sleeping."

"Isn't it a bit disrespectful to do that?"

Roy pointed at a bald man on the other side of the hall who was also sleeping "That guy is also sleeping."

Sairaorg looked at the person Roy was pointing at and chuckled "That guy is Falbium Asmodeus."

"Who?" Roy asked, completely clueless about it.

"He's one of the four satans and the one who's in charge of Military Affairs of the Underworld. Though he's famous for being lazy and sleeping too much." Sairaorg muttered the last part which didn't escape from Roy's ears.

Roy stared intensely at the bald man known as Satan Asmodeus. Sairaorg took a notice of this and the way that Roy behaved till now.

A theory came to his mind which he decided to ask Roy about.

"Is he your father or perhaps your older brother?"

"No as I don't have an egg for my head."

Sairaorg burst into laughter from hearing that. The duo continued to make small talks with eachother as the time passed on, well Sairaorg mostly did the talking while Roy listened and once in a while gave a short reply.

As an hour passed, Roy's patience ran out and he was tired of the banquet.

'Big sis said I can't leave this place without her and nor can I sleep here. The only option to leave here is to ruin the party...'

Roy thought to himself as the gears in his head began to work to find a way to cause chaos and make the party a literal hell.

If they wouldn't allow him to sleep, then he would wreck a havoc to make his sister regret bringing him with her

Hopefully it won't backfire on him like the marriage joke he pulled.

'Author you jinxed it.'

And there he goes, r*ping the fourth wall as if it doesn't even exist.

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And that's it for this chapter. I'm trying to upload this fic daily so the chapters might be somewhat short but I'll try to deliver every day.

Our boy is about to cook, so let him cook. On next chapter you'll see how he will make riser's victory ceremony a disaster so stay tuned.

Till then bye bye and kys. (Keep yourself safe)

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