The Elder Hyoudo

"Imagine my surprise when Garou told me that my Grandson wanted to visit this old man." The tall and buff man standing before him said, as Issei stood on the doorstep of his father's old house.

"Grandpa." Issei rubbed the back of his head with an embarrassed smile, "How are you doing?"

"Ah, I'm doing just fine." Grandpa smiled and embraced him in an hug, "Long time no see, my champion. How have you been? And how's your hand?"

"As you can see." Issei tried to move his left hand but couldn't go past his shoulder.

"Hm." His Grandpa looked at him with an thoughtful gaze, "You did a good thing coming to me." He patted his back and led him inside the house, "How's your mom and dad, do they still pretend to quarrel all the time?"

"It's become an habit by now." Issei grumbled.

"You have changed from when we met last time." Grandpa stated thoughtfully, "When was it, seven years ago? I remember you getting some weird infection of staring at women's breasts and talking about them all the time."

"Yeah, curse Odin." Issei muttered irritatedly under his nose, but his Grandpa seemed to have catched his words.

Still, he stayed quiet on the topic.

Issei kept his bags on the side and sat in the living room as his Grandpa brought him some tea and snacks.

"So, how's school?" Grandpa asked as he sat across him on the Chabudai table.

"Full of Devils." Issei stated bluntly with an serious expression.

"So you know." Grandpa nodded with an mildly amused expression, "I knew you won't be like your parents, who won't believe me no matter what."

"I want to know more about the supernatural side of the world." Issei came straight to the point, "Nobody believed you before, but I do now."

"Well, what can I say." His Grandpa sighed and leaned back with the support of his hands, "Devils, Angels, Fallen Angels, Youkai, Gods, a lot of Gods actually. If I'm not wrong, you mentioned something about an Norse God."

"Odin." Issei nodded, "He had cursed me through his blessing nine years ago."

"That damned pervert." The old man grumbled with annoyance, "It still baffles me to know a person like him is managing an entire Faction. Though, it's mostly his responsible sons and the Valkyries that are keeping things in check."

"So Norse Mythology is true?" Issei asked with an raised eyebrow.

"So is Japanese, Indian, Greek and other Mythologies." His grandfather nodded by sitting straight and folding his hands, "What do you think, that all these stories came out of nowhere? Fictions are true, one way or another."

"You said about Devils and Angels." Issei pointed out, "My school has a lot of Devils, from what I found out. Honestly, I freaked out a little and came here for your help."

"So you chose the red pill, good." His Grandpa nodded with an smile, "The Devils are not what you think. Sure, they are greedy, Prideful sons and daughters of a bitch, but they are more organised than their primitive age now. They are under strong leadership, so Devils nowadays don't commit atrocities as they used to in the old ages."

"As for the Angels." He continued with an sigh, "They are a bunch of assholes with an huge stick up thier Church's ass. The Vatican are too full of themselves, so if you ever meet an exorcist, be careful of them. Bunch of racists motherfuckers they are."

"Am I nagging too much?" Grandpa asked genuinely by peeking at his Grandson.

"No, actually now that I understand what you're saying, I don't think you're going senile." Issei laughed in response.

"Kiddo, I'll die before going senile." He strongly gestured at his head, "I'm much more smarter and stronger than the oldies at my age."

"Yeah." Issei nodded with an bright smile, "I made the right choice coming here."

"And you won't be leaving anytime soon." His Grandpa stated seriously, "Now that you know what exists out there, I can't let my kiddo be in the presence of danger without the ability of defending himself."

"What do you mean?" Issei asked with an confused scowl.

"I'll teach you how to harness your Ki and tap into your Touki, the fighting spirit." His Grandpa stood up and Issei realised that he should've observed him.

[Name: Jiren Hyoudo

Level: 71

Age: 86

Race: High Human

Title: Ex-Warlord

Strength: 111

Endurance: 92

Agility: 102

Intelligence: 45

Wisdom: 42

Luck: 27

Relation: 100.]

Issei was more baffled by his relation with his Grandpa than his stats, because not even his parents had a perfect relation score with him.

'I guess it's true that the oldies are fond of their grandkids.' Issei thought with an nonchalant shrug, though he was glad someone cared about him so much.

'Still, that Kageyama bastard is still stronger than him.' Issei thought with an frown.

"You seem troubled." Jiren noticed, "Anything else that I should know."

"No." Issei stood up and firmly shook his head, "It's my mess."

"Then I'll have to make sure you're capable enough to solve this mess on your own." Jiren stated in a strict tone, "Rest for the day, we'll start tomorrow onwards. And I won't go easy on you just because you're my grandson, kiddo. On the contrary, I'm going to be more strict with your training."

"I only hope you won't break too much of my bones." Issei stated jovially, 'That strength is absurd.' He could literally feel the strong Aura radiate off the old man.

"Breaking bones will be the least of your concern." His Grandpa patted his shoulder with an fond smile, "I'll start preparing for the dinner. You get settled in your dad's room for now."

"Hm." Issei nodded with an slight chill crawling up his spine. The Old man was more dangerous than he thought.