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'I don't even want to think what it'd be like if she so much as scratches one of us with that thing.' He shuddered, recalling the unbearable agony he'd been forced to endure during his and Kiba's duel with the exorcists, and those had been mere Fragments of a True Holy Sword. He soon snapped out of his thoughts, however, at the sight of Asia's pout "Something wrong, Asia-chan?
"Eh? Oh, it's nothing, Issei-san." The former nun assured him with a smile, only to sigh as she watched Gasper run wailing away from Koneko, who gave chase whilst carrying several cloves of garlic "It's just…I've wanted to meet my fellow Bishop for some time now…but as things stand it doesn't look like I'll get the chance."
Issei grimaced, wanting nothing more to comfort the former nun but in all honesty he couldn't really blame Gasper for his situation, as from what little he'd managed to gather from Rias the poor kid had plenty of reasons for being as introverted as he was, and his status as a Dhampire was only the tip of the iceberg.
'Seriously, when the hell did my life become an Anime?' he wondered offhandedly 'Don't get me wrong, Buchou and Akeno-sempai are sexy as hell, Asia and Koneko-chan are the cuteness alliance and even that damned handsome Kiba isn't too bad once you get to know him, but I draw the line at a Crossdressing Hikikomori Dhampire.'
No, seriously, the sinfully cute kid currently running shoujo-style, sparkles included, from the deadpan Koneko-chan was not only a Dhampire, which in hindsight partially explained their shut-in nature, but was also 100% male in defiance of all the laws of the universe. To make matters worse, Issei had apparently been entrusted with rehabilitating the shut-in, which meant he had to put with all of his shenanigans for the foreseeable future.
'Don't think of it like that.' He chastised himself, clenching his fist in determination 'After all, Buchou wouldn't ask this of me if she didn't think I could handle it! And even if he's my Senior as a Devil, he's still my junior in school, so it's my duty to make a proper man out of him!'
"NO~!" Gasper wailed, prompting Issei to look up just in time to see the Dhampire Trap hugging onto a tree for dear life, heedless of the show he was providing for his onlookers due to Xenovia poking at him with Durandal from below "Stop poking my butt! It hurts~!"
'…Why Boner?' Issei wept as he fell to his knees, a sentiment clearly shared by Saji, the Sitri Pawn having suffered the exact same reaction upon learning the truth of the trap that lay beneath that girlish figure 'Why must you confuse me so?'
"Hey there, Sekiryuutei." A familiar voice called out, the groups' eyes widening as Azazel stepped out of the woods, the Governor General dressed in the same dusty old Haori over a men's kimono that he always wore whenever Issei came over "And Xenovia, I see you're as lively as ever."
"Ah, Good evening, Governor-General." Xenovia greeted politely, lowering her sword and offering a polite bow to the Fallen, who merely waved it off with a lazy smile as he advanced towards them "Have you come to meet with Sitri-san or Gremory-san?"
"Actually, I was just out for a stroll and figured I'd pop in to see if that Holy Demon Sword kid was around." Azazel admitted, chuckling at Issei's look of alarm "Don't get your Schwartz twisted kid, as much as I'd like to examine his Balance Breaker, I'm not about to try anything without his King's permission, especially not with the summit just around the corner. Though speaking of Balance Breakers…."
He glanced at the cowering Gasper, who yelped in alarm before ducking behind a tree. "You're the Dhampire with Forbidden Balor View, right?" Azazel pressed, chuckling as the only answer he received from Gasper was a terrified squeak "For a support-type, that particular Sacred Gear can be a little volatile if the user's capacity is too low. If you don't learn to use it properly, you'll only wind up hurting yourself and those around you."
"Do you have any advice on how to proceed, Azazel-sama?" Xenovia enquired, earning looks of apprehensive interest from the Devils "As the foremost expert on Sacred Gears, you must know some way to help him develop faster."
"Well, I wouldn't go so far as to claim that title." Azazel scoffed "After all, the only person who truly understood the Sacred Gears was God. My knowledge was gained from my own research and attempts to reverse engineer Sacred Gears recovered by my subordinates, though thanks to that I will admit to being more knowledgeable than Devils on the matter."
He glanced at Saji, who had summoned his own Sacred Gear just in case the Fallen's visit proved less than benign "Case in point, that's the Black Dragon's Pulse: Absorption Line, right?" he continued despite Saji's look of confusion "Try using it on Dhampire-kun whenever he invokes his Sacred Gear, that way you can bleed off any excess power until he learns to do so himself."
"W-Wait, are you serious?" Saji stammered, glancing down at the black, chameleon looking sacred-gear that he'd instinctively summoned upon Azazel's arrival "My Sacred Gear…it really possesses such an amazing ability?"
"What, you didn't know?" Azazel sighed, shaking his head in exasperation "Typical, that's the problem with you Modern Sacred Gear users, none of you bother to put the effort into studying what they can do until your backs are against the wall." He nodded at the teen "In any case, what you have there is one of several Sacred Gears created using the soul of the Evil Dragon King Vritra."
"So that's where he ended up." The voice of Ddraig murmured, the gem on Issei's Boosted Gear flashing at the mention of the Evil Dragon, though the teen chose to remain silent, allowing Azazel to continue.
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