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Ryu let out a long, dramatic sigh as he stared at the formidable fortress of knowledge that stood before him. "Ah, high school," he muttered to himself. "The place where dreams go to die."

He had managed to convince his dear mom to spare him from the horrors of middle school, but she insisted that high school was non-negotiable. 

Reluctantly, Ryu agreed. It's hard to say no to his cute mom when she gives him those puppy-dog eyes.

Ryu was strutting around with a wooden sword hanging from his hip. 

That wooden sword? Yeah, it's just a disguise. Hidden beneath that innocent exterior lies an actual katana.

Now, why on earth would someone bring a katana to school, you ask? 

Well, the world Ryu found himself in is like an anime mashup on steroids. 

Think of all your favorite anime series thrown together into one wild concoction of supernatural chaos. 

At first, Ryu was ecstatic about his transmigration to this anime wonderland. 

I mean, who wouldn't want to be whisked away to an anime world? 

But his excitement was short-lived when he realized he didn't have any cool superpowers or cheat codes to rely on. 

It was then he decided to pick up the sword as his weapon of choice. 

Training, training, and more training. That's what Ryu's life had become for the past five years. No breaks, no cheat codes, just blood, sweat, and tears.

He couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy for those lucky protagonists in anime who always seemed to stumble upon their superpowers effortlessly. Life just isn't fair, is it?

Back to the present, Ryu squinted at the sign in front of him, which proudly displayed the name "Kuoh Academy." 

It was the closest school, and he didn't really look at it when he chose it, so it was a surprise when he found out it was the 'Kuoh Academy' from one of his favorite anime: High School DxD!

He remembered all those sneaky late-night anime marathons on his previous mother's laptop. Ah, good times.

And that's basically the recap of his journey so far. He met a few anime friends, but their cameo is for later. 

As Ryu made his way into the school, he couldn't help but notice the curious glances from his fellow students. 

Whispers and rumors started swirling around like a mini-tornado. "Who's that new guy?" "He looks pretty handsome, don't you think?"

"Move over, Kiba, we've got some competition!" 

Ah, high school, where drama and gossip thrive.

As Ryu meandered through the school grounds, he couldn't help but feel like a clueless wanderer in a strange land. 

The twists and turns of the campus seemed determined to confuse him further. 

"Why does this school have more passageways than a dungeon in an RPG game?" he muttered to himself, scratching his head in bewilderment.

He couldn't help but recall some moss-haired figure, but quickly shook his head. 

Suddenly, Ryu heard some soft noises from beside him. 

Ryu, still outside the school building, couldn't believe his eyes. 

There, in front of him, was Issei along with his friends Matsuda and Motohama, attempting to sneak a peek at the girls from the Kendo Club. 

As Ryu observed the scene unfold, he couldn't chuckle, remembering this scene from the anime and the thrashing Issei would get. 

He could see that Matsuda and Motohama, realizing they had been spotted, quickly made a run for it, leaving Issei behind to face the consequences of his actions. 

Ryu couldn't help but feel a mix of sympathy and amusement as Issei found himself cornered by the fierce Kendo Club girls.

"Uh-oh," Ryu muttered, witnessing Issei's impending doom. He knew all too well what was about to happen. The girls had no mercy for those who dared to invade their privacy.

As the Kendo Club girls closed in on Issei, their kendo sticks at the ready, Ryu decided to help out Issei a bit. Just this once.

He couldn't just stand by and watch Issei suffer the consequences of his foolish actions. 

Ryu knew that he could perhaps make friends with Issei, one of the future strongest beings in DxD.

With a surge of bravery, Ryu stepped forward, katana in hand, ready to intervene.

"Hey, ladies! Let's all take a moment to calm down," Ryu called out, trying to diffuse the tension. "I'm sorry for what my friend here did."

The Kendo Club girls turned their attention towards Ryu, momentarily distracted from their retribution. They eyed him cautiously, intrigued by this newcomer who seemed to possess an air of confidence and authority.

One of the girls, her eyes gleaming with curiosity, spoke up. "And who might you be, stepping in to defend this pervert?"

Ryu flashed a disarming smile, trying to win them over with his charm. "No, no, you've got it all wrong. I just happened to stumble upon this little situation and thought maybe we could find a way to resolve it peacefully."

Issei, relieved by Ryu's intervention, seized the opportunity to plead his case. "Yeah, girls, it was all a misunderstanding! I didn't mean any harm, I swear!"

The Kendo Club girls exchanged glances, contemplating their next move. 

After a moment of silence, one of them spoke up, her tone slightly softened. "Fine, we'll only let you off this time. But remember, any more funny business, and we won't hesitate to show you the true power of the Kendo Club!"

"Yeah! And only under the condition that you join the Kendo Club!" Another girl said blushing bashfully.

"Very well then" Ryu nodded his head. "I'll turn in my forms by the end of this week" 

It was clear that the girls were already quite smitten with him. 

Issei felt as though a knife was stabbed in his heart watching this scene. However, he quickly recovered.

Ryu nodded gratefully, understanding the severity of the warning. "Thank you, we appreciate your understanding. We apologize for any offense caused. It won't happen again."

Soon, the crowd left, and it was only Issei and Ryu.

"Thanks for saving me there!" Issei said with gratitude.

Ryu nodded. "Yeah, I'm trying to find my way to the classroom, 2-A. Do you know where it is?"

Issei grinned. "Of course I do! That's my classroom! I'll show you. But first, let's meet up with my friends. They owe me a little payback." He cracked his knuckles menacingly, a dangerous glint in his eyes.