Chapter : 26

Chapter:026

Issei felt like crying as he stood on the sidewalk, trying to hand out fliers to people. He knew he shouldn't be taking this so hard, but he just couldn't see how handing out fliers to people would help him gain a harem. Who ever heard of a harem-king handing out fliers?

Clearly, this boy never heard the term baby steps before.

"Cheer up, Ero-Debegame!" Naruto said cheerfully as he handed out another flier to someone, who smiled at him as they took it. Unlike Issei, who seemed to be having very little luck in handing out fliers, the blond was very good at sensing people who had strong desires. It was strange, while Naruto had been good at sensing negative emotions before thanks to Kurama, he had never been able to sense people's emotional state beyond that.

Was this a part of being a Devil? It did sound kind of like something they would be able to do. Well, whatever, he didn't care for semantics. The point was he could, and that was all that mattered to him.

"Easy for you to say," Issei felt his jealousy spike as the blond managed to get another cute girl to take one of his fliers with a smile. How was he doing that!? "You're not having any problems handing out fliers."

"That's become I'm just that awesome," Naruto replied with a bright smile. Issei felt like punching his fellow reincarnated Devil's face in. "Anyways, the reason none of those people are taking your flier is because they don't have any desires. At least, none that would be enough for them to take a flier from a strange kid passing them out."

"I'm not strange," Issei pouted a bit before an uncertain look came to his face. "Am I?"

Naruto laughed before finding another target, a female with brown hair and doe like eyes, and handed her a flier. There sure were a lot of women who had strong desires. He wondered why that was?

Then again, most woman seemed to have more wants then men. Males were easy with their desires, it usually consisted of a few things: food, money, alcohol, and sex. Guys were just uncomplicated like that. Girls on the other hand seemed to have a lot more things they wanted and some of that stuff was hard to get, like new expensive clothing and jewelery.

Did that mean he would have to get girls some jewelery? He hoped not. His bank account didn't have enough to afford stuff like that, though he could always steal it, he supposed.

Shaking his head, Naruto returned to the here and now. "Anyways, the reason you're not doing so well is because you're just trying to hand out fliers willy nilly. You need to find someone who has really strong desires, strong enough that they will take a flier from someone they don't know."

"How do I do that?" Issei was looking very awkward and confused by Naruto's words. Just how did you tell if someone had strong desires? Were they supposed to look or act differently than everyone else or something?

"You're a Devil, aren't you?" Naruto asked rhetorically. Another female passed him and he handed her a flier with a smile. "You should be able to feel out people who have strong desires."

Issei frowned as he tried to 'feel' out people with strong desires. Unfortunately, this led to him getting slapped when he ended up staring at a girl for so long that his natural propensity for perversity had him looking at her breasts.

"Ugh, it's useless..."

Naruto chuckled as he handed out another flier. "You know, if you keep sucking this bad, I'm going to hand out all these fliers before you hand out even one."

"I hate you," Issei grumbled as he glared at Naruto, who just smiled back.

"I bask in your hate."

"We're all finished, Rias."

Naruto was wearing a mile wide grin on his face as he waltzed into the clubroom without any sense of propriety and headed straight for the couch. Trailing in behind him was an exhausted looking Issei. The young pervert was breathing hard and looked like he had run twelve marathons without pause.

The contrast between the two couldn't be more different. The blond bundle of energy and excitement versus the brunette who looked like he just got finished running 300 kilometers in less than a week. Where Issei looked about ready to fall over where he stood, Naruto was not only as fresh as a spring daisy but was retaining that goofy grin he seemed to where almost twenty-four-seven. It really did show the others just how different the two were.

As had now become an almost customary happening, the moment the young Uzumaki was sitting down, Koneko (who for some reason was always in the clubroom, always) crawled onto his lap so she could be pampered.

Rias' delicate right eyebrow began twitching. This was also customary.

"I see," she took breath, then blew some of her bangs out of her face, causing her long, beautiful red hair to sway. "That was much faster than I expected it would take. I had over 15,000 fliers in there, and you guys finished it within a single day."

"What can I say?" Naruto was grinning broadly as Koneko purred in his lap, his hands idly caressing her hair and ears. It was a very good thing he had been taught how to control his body's functions by Jiraiya ("What is this woman doing to me!" "Resistance training, gaki. You need to learn how to resist a woman's sexual allure or you may fall prey to seduction assassinations." "That would have been much more believable if you weren't writing in that damn book of yours, ya perv!") or the girl's cute little rear pressing up against him would have caused a very awkward situation to arise. Thank Kami for small miracles. "I'm just awesome like that."

"And what am I?" Grunted Issei as he sat down and cast an annoyed glare at Naruto. "Chopped liver?" The perverted boy didn't know how anyone could constantly be that bright and cheery, but it was beginning to piss him off.

No. Wait. He was just pissed that the cute little Koneko once again chose to sit on Naruto's lap and not his. He was a good guy, wasn't he? What did that guy have that he didn't?A lot of things, but Issei would be better off not knowing that.

"Well," Naruto's grin turned positively mischievous. "I didn't want to say anything but..." he trailed off suggestively, leaving Issei's head to slump down and a small rain cloud to randomly appear over his head. Said cloud of rain soon began sprinkling a light drizzle onto the brown haired boy's head, causing his hair and shirt to get wet.

Why was everyone always picking on him? Was it because he was perverted? It wasn't like he could help that. Everybody was perverted to some degree or another. So what if he was just a bit... okay, a lot more open about his lecherous intentions than others. That just meant girls wouldn't need to worry about him having a secret agenda. What you see is what you get with him.

That's not always a good thing, Issei.

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