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DxD: Issei with Divine Dividing

Host of one of the heavenly dragon emperor also known as Divine Divinding, and you can even remeber this dragon as a long eternal rival of red heavenly emperor dragon. Fed up in the part time work where he was exorcist, and his superior hypocrisy and their behaviour, he quits. And now find himself again in japan to be exact in kuoh city. Now he just have to wnjoy life and build a harem worthy of a dragon.

Vengeance9578 · อะนิเมะ&มังงะ
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Chapter 7 A serious harem.

All in one Day? Damn. It appears that your growth has finally set in.

'You talking about me finally getting a harem. Weird how you view that.'

Issei had heard the stories of the Wielders of the Divine Dividing and the Boosted Gear attracted women of all sorts.

The Dragon had often teased Issei that despite the fact that he got laid a lot, he hadn't matured yet.

A serious harem.

[We have been doing that for eons. Since the dawn of time.]

'Might be. But for now, enjoy the time off. That Fallen is my link to Asia.'

[And that is another girl on your list.]

The week went by

Issei found that the week went by fast when you had fun. Girls were asking around on him but he would keep his distance for now. If you want to go somewhere, you aimed high. What he also experienced was that he was being followed.

There was nothing more fun than to plop down next to a startled spy. But if that said spy was an adorable first-year who loved snacking and enjoyed the silence as much as he did, that worked for him.

Koneko Toujou, he learned her name fast, was most likely an [Rook] in Rias' peerage. And well, he could get why Rias would be after him. But for him, he liked his privacy. Koneko might be on him but he found no reason not to enjoy being around her.

They would often sit in silence, watching the clubs. When he learned that she was a sweet tooth, he would bring poki along. They would share in silence while they watched the time go by. He wouldn't reveal about Rias but it was just something.

But he would talk later to them because for now, he had to focus on a date.

There was a part of him that was glad he brought over a motor suit. He dressed up in that completely and he knew that Yuuma or whatever the Hell her name was, would be impressed by the show underneath. He was wearing a shirt though and some loose trousers that hugged him tightly.

It was a good thing they met at noon. The place was already blazing again but for Issei, that didn't matter.

Soon, Yuuma showed up in a purple dress, it matched her eyes well, a short jacket. Luckily, she wore longer leggings.

"Hey there, Issei-kun." She looked at the Yamaha behind him. Her mouth fell open when she saw the vehicle.

"Is that yours?"

"Yep. I thought to go for a spin." He hopped on and presented her with a helmet.

"I should have told you about the clothes. But they are well. Now get on."

They wouldn't leave for two minutes before Yuuma figured out how to wear the helmet on. She could feel how strong Issei was but also how gentle that he carried her.

When they got in, she only heard the words "Hold on tight!" before they flew off. Issei chose out of town when they drove fast by the place.

The woman had flown before but this was such a radical change from her usual flight. It was something out of a dream as Issei drove by fast. She laughed. She couldn't believe that this was real. Tight turns and fast passes went by as Yuuma felt how Issei controlled it.

She could see why humanity loved driving those vehicles. They drove by the city as Issei had found a good destination to go.

"What do you think of it!" Issei shouted back at her while they passed cars by in a fast and elegant way. It was clear how much she began to enjoy this adventure with Issei. They did stop to eat at a nice bench. They could overlook the roads like this.

Issei was a thoughtful gentleman.

He had packed lunches and Yuuma found that he could cook well. There was some different food.

"What is the sweet things?" They were rolls of dough with some cheese between them.

"Cannoli. My uncle and I spent our time in Italy. I learned to cook there." Issei also remembered the video games that he played back then. Oh, he had good times with that cooking.

"I have to say that you're a very good cook." He blushed a bit. Being praised in the sack was one thing but being told that his cooking was good was always something that Issei really appreciated.

"Thanks." He cracked two cans of soft drinks. She smiled back at him. Yuuma admitted. She was enjoying this way too much.

After they had their lunch, they sat back. Issei foresaw that if they would hop on the motorcycle now, they would be rechewing their lunch and that would be a disservice to the great food they just had. They just enjoyed each other's company.

For a change of pace, it was the girl who was laying her head in the lap. Man, she really enjoyed this date. A bit too much.

Something in her hoped that she didn't have to kill him after all.

Eventually, they ended up at the top of the mountain. It was right on time to see the valleys down below.

The sight of it was beautiful and imposing. Yuuma had no idea how this planet that she had known so well could be looking like this.

"What do you think of it?" Issei asked as he also looked back at it.

"This is incredible. Issei-kun, you knew about this?" The man scratched his head when he looked it over.

"I, well. I have read about it and heard stories about it. So I wanted to see this." Yuuma sighed and she hopped off the bike.

"I had a lot of fun, Issei-kun." She walked to the road.

"I was hoping for something like this." Then she looked back at Issei. Her look changed.

"I was wondering if you could do something for me." The Dragon raised an eyebrow.

"What might that be?" His instincts were going off and he released Albion from his slumber.

"Would you die for me?" And with that, the Fallen Angel changed into her real form. Older, mature. More filled out and for a second, he saw her tits flashing at him. Then he saw how her clothes changed. Some leather straps that Issei would find more appropriate in a bedroom than on the battlefield.