DxD: Dragon On These Hands (Patreon)

CHAPTER 4

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From what he heard from the yelling of Motohama and Matsuda, Issei was about to date Amano Yuuma in three days. That meant that he had to train back his skills with his weapons in three days.

Yep, he used all 5 weapon tickets a few months after knowing his elemental affinity with a spell in the book for idiots. Fire and Lightning.

So, what were the weapons that he chose?

Walking to his closet, he moves the clothes that were blocking the way before pressing a button on the closet walls. Suddenly, a compartment behind the closet wall opened up to reveal a spacious space with 4 clothed objects, each with various sizes and shapes.

Staring at all of them, he took them all with both hands before resealing the secret compartment.

Time to train, preferably in the basement.

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He checks himself one last time before heading out. Looking in a mirror, his own image reflects into his eyes.

He was wearing a black tank top. On his hand were blue gloves with metal plates on the backhand, the words "Hope" and "Free" written in white on the plates.

For pants, he went for dark gray trousers that were extra stretchy, "We Can Go Anywhere" and "We Can Do Anything" written on each leg. And slung on his waist was a white jacket that was tied together through its arm sleeves.

And on his feet were some fresh high-top black Jays that he bought off from Amazon that promised toughness and durability, it costed almost $300, which was equivalent to about 45,000 Yen plus shipping, but damn, they looked good.

All in all, with these clothes on, he now looked more like Sin Kiske, the human-Gear hybrid that he modeled his life around.

Nodding to himself, he exited his house before shivering in coldness of the wind passing by him.

... He should wear his jacket properly, today was quite cold, and wearing a tank top was not helping at all.

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Carrying a guitar case, he walked out of a Starbucks with a nice Americano in hand, wearing his jacket.

"Damn coldness..."

Sipping on it and giving a sigh, he notices Issei standing near the mall, looking at him watch while waiting for his "girlfriend".

Remembering to keep an eye on him, he walks to the open area of Starbucks before sitting, bringing out his scrapbook and a pen before starting to write some things down.

"OK... So I should appear here? But the timing is just not there... He has to die... But how to reveal myself... Maybe here?"

He starts planning his appearance, ignoring the looks of the passerby nearby. This was a very reoccurring situation since people liked to look at him do stuff alone.

Anyways, Issei dies in the evening, but he should make sure to keep an eye since he was here after all, butterfly effect and what not. Circling on the appropriate time, he closes his book before tucking it into his jacket.

This book was really valuable for him, well, other than the calculations on the book that he used to prepare his classes. It had his commonly used magic spells in them, along with the theory and uses after all.

He always brings it on his person to either refer back whenever he was free, or even create new spells since Fire and Lightning magic was just so fun to play with, even if he has a slight fear of fire.

Getting back to the topic, watching them walk away into the mall, he dials the suppressor down to 99%, allowing 1% of his Gear powers to flow out as he used Gear magic to conceal his presence by coating his body with Gear energy and masking it as surrounding air.

While he was following the two, he couldn't help but be excited about the appearance of the fallen angels, that meant that he finally could fight against the supernatural!

After a decade of training martial arts on the side, he could finally let loose all this power inside him!

VHUMMM!!!

His guitar case vibrates slightly, as if sensing his emotions.

Patting the guitar case, he mutters quietly.

"Now, now. Not so feisty. Later..."

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It was now currently 6.42 in the evening. The sun was in motion of setting, and the two were now on the way to the park. Canon was starting, people! Canon was starting!

He was giddy to say the least. 12 years of waiting, and now it was finally time to see an actual supernatural being! Boy, he was so thankful nothing happened to him in the past decade!

Finally, after a while of comforting silence from the two (Surprisingly Issei wasn't being perverted), they reached the portion of the park where the fountain was.

THIS WAS IT! ISSEI WAS ABOUT TO DIE!

Well, sure, his student was about to die, but it was for the Greater Good! Dumbledore reference, anyone?

All jokes aside though, it was for canon to proceed, as he needed to become a reincarnated devil. It was a canon event (Why the hell did he hear music suddenly?).

Did he feel bad? Maybe. But was he excited? Hell, yeah!

Yuuma ran towards the fountain, leaving Issei behind. Turning around, she looks at Issei with innocent eyes.

"Hey, Ise-kun..."

"Huh?"

"To commemorate our first day, would you mind doing something for me?"

Shocked, Issei started to quickly check his breath before nodding quickly.

“W-What are you w-wishing for?”

There was a split second where his face turned pale, before going back to his excited face.

Yuuma just continued to smile at him before asking.

"Would you die for me?"

Suddenly, a wave of black energy pushed Sin back, causing him to fall to the ground, completely flabbergasted at the sudden push. Getting up to his feet with a stylish flip forward, he cautiously walked towards the now visible black dome that surrounded Issei and Yuuma.

... That bitch!

"A fucking barrier!"

Crap, he doesn't know how to break a barrier quietly without triggering the user! This was bad, really bad! Especially since he couldn't see or hear anything!

"Oh come on!"

Noooooooo!!! His time to come was interrupted by a fucking barrier! 12 years of training for a barrier to cuck him from revealing his identity the cool way!

Raising his Gear energy within him, he starts to force his way by pumping energy to the barrier, trying to pry it open with force by coating his hands with magic energy.

Resiliently, it tried to fix itself with its master's energy, but his Gear energy overpowers it as he could now slide his hand through the barrier. Using more power, there was a crack in the barrier big enough for him to fit his head into it.

He could see Issei bleeding on the floor with Yuuma — No, Raynare talking to Issei.

" — we decided to get rid of you early on. If you want to hold a grudge, then hate the God who put the God's Artifact, Sacred Gear inside you.”

Before he could even fire a blast of magic at the fallen angel, she spreads her wings before launching into the air, the barrier dissipating along with its master.

Aiming at her with a finger gun gesture, he was about to shoot when he felt demonic energy rising in the air, causing him to once again cloak his body with Gear energy as a crimson red magic circle appeared in the air.

... One day, he will reveal his identity! And it will be legendary! Not now though, it's too boring to reveal it now, his mood was clearly down.

"So you were the one who called me.”

Rias Gremory appeared from the magic circle, looking at the body with a hint of shock.

"Light energy...? I see... Looks like something interesting is happening to you. So you're the one…… truly this is intriguing."

Her shock turned to curiosity as she digged into her the collar of her school uniform into her breasts before a red light shone from her heart.

"If you're dying then I’ll take it, your life that is. From now on, you'll live only for me."

Now with a red pawn in her hand, she inserts it into his chest. His chest absorbs the pawn piece as it sinks into his body, but nothing happened, causing Rias to mutter.

"He's worth two pieces?"

And the process continued until she inserted the last pawn piece before a bright red light shone from Issei's dead heart, completing the process.

"8 pieces, incredible...!"

She excitedly whispered as she quickly summoned a magic circle before teleporting away from the park after using her magic to clean the blood on the floor.

Sighing, he returned home with a grumpy face, oblivious to the purple eyes that were trained on his body as he walked away from the park.