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'Why do I even bother listening seriously in class when I already know everything they are teaching.' Julian doubted himself.

He was currently in class, sitting at his desk, propping his right cheek with his palm with half-lidded eyes. You could almost imagine the thread of saliva dropping from the corner of his mouth caused by his almost brain dead state.

Travelling his gaze around in an unlogical search of answers, his eyes fell on Issei Issei who was seated at the desk next to him, listening attentively to whatever the teacher was saying, sometime taking notes.

Now, why was this pervert who only had boobs in his mind was seriously listening in class rather than taking peeks at the girls in the class?

This unlogical act, nay, this current anomaly in behavior was because of Julian very own brainw-education that he povided Issei from their toddler years.

Indeed, one of the wise quote Julian told to Issei in his tender years was: "Study well, Issei, as studious boys attract studious girl, and studious girls have boobs."

And thus, Issei became a studious boy.

Each times Julian think about how easy Issei was to manipulate, he wasn't sure if he should either snicker or rather feel sad for his friend.

Shaking his head at his chaotic thought proccess, Julian refocused on his previous thought.

Julian pondered a bit on it.

Was it perharp because of image? It couldn't be, since he didn't gave a single shit about that. If he cared, he wouldn't be friend with the perverted trio and hang out with them.

When Julian was thinking a bit more about it, the answer suddenly came to him when he was reminded of his curent posture.

'Oh, silly me! I wasn't even listening seriously to the lecture in the first place!'

...

Yeah, he was bored out his mind.

So, to distract himself, he listened to his fangirls whispering to each other about him after taking what they thought were subtle peeks at him.

(In a whispered voice.) "Kyaa! Julian-Sama is sooooo handsome in his thinking pose!"

(Still whispering.) "He is not thinking you idiot! He's just bored out his mind!"

"As expected of our Julian-Sama, he remain dreamy in every poses, even when he is on the verge of drooling!"

"Ueh, ueh. I'd so want to collect some of his drool for myself."

...

'Okay, that was weird.' Julian peek at the girl who said that.

Strange, she didn't look to be the sort. He thought she was just a quiet, studious girl before.

Oh wait, glasses... Modest but somehow lewd body... Brown hair arranged in two braids...

That was Aika Kiryuu!

'Nevermind then, just a fellow degenerate.' Julian shook his head. Not that he was a degenerate, he was far from it in fact. Because if he was, half of the student body would already be pregnant. Kiryuu probably being the first.

Oh yeah, the girls of the school also started to add Sama to his name. It was some sort of global fantasy where they imagined him as some kind of prince who come from abroad. Something that he thought was totally ridiculous, as his parents were literally teaching english and a special french course right here at Kuoh.

Still, he was put on a sort of pediestal since his first day of school. It seemed his image as a prince followed him from middle school. No doubt spread by the likes of Momo Hanakai or other girls who went to the same elmentary and middle school as him.

Anyway, it was something confusing for him why he was always attracting girls wherever he went. Not the initial attraction made by his appearance, but the one that stayed while he did absolutely nothing to entertain it. When he was in public, he did whatever the fuck he wanted to, sometime he was being a perv while he was with the perverted trio. Sometime he was a bag of jello when he was bored, like he was right now. And there were times, in fact, he was like that pretty much all the time, when he wasn't gentlemanly at all, like when he would not give a fuck and enter first when a girl and him want to enter a room at the same time.

Like where do you see the prince in that!? He was more like a delinquant than a prince at this point.

If he could compare it to something, it was almost as if he had an harem protagonist aura. Something Julian don't remember to ever wish for.

But maybe it had something to do with his actual lineage, like devil and angel and all, or maybe just being a nephilim.

After all, in the show, it was said by Azazel himself that fallen angel bodies were particularly attractive.

In what sense? Julian didn't know as he found that fallen angel bodies weren't more attractive than devil or angel ones.

So the only thing he could think of was a mental thing, a sort of aura that fallens or possibly even supernatural beings in general have that attract others.

Now, it was pretty farfetched. But that's how far Julian was willing to go to prove that his situation was not natural.

Or maybe it just was, and he was just that handsome and charismatic.

"RING! RING!"

"Thank Kass it's finished!" Julian shouted while yawning and stretching himself.

He got up, grabbed Issei and left the class while ignoring the wronged gaze from the teacher.

~~~

-On the roof of the school.

The 'gang' as Julian would call it was assembled in a circle on the floor, readying themselves to eat.

Opening the Bento his dad made for him, Julian closed his eyes momentarily to let pass the flash of golden light coming from the food.

The same thing happened to Issei's bento as his dad had prepared a lunch for him too as he had stayed studying, or rather begging Julian all night to help him in his studies with his big brain in his home.

Meanwhile, Motohama and Matsuda watched the phenomenon in wonder and envy.

"Man, I still don't even understand how your dad can be so good at cooking that he can make fucking food glow." Matsuda commented.

Shifting his gaze from Julian's bento to his face, he asked solemnly. "Can I have a bite?"

"No" Julian immediatly answered.

"Tsk."

Then looking toward Issei who began eating with a blissfull expression on his face, he said slowly and with a vicious expression. "Issei, if you don't give me a bite, I will tell your mom you're not eating the bento she made for you."

Issei stopped abruptly in the middle of bringing a piece of juicy sausage to his mouth. He eyed Matsuda warily. "You wouldn't dare."

His mouth full of food, Julian quickly interjected. "If you do that I'll tell my dad to never cook for you."

Matsuda lost his vicious expression and became depressed. "Damn, it's not fair when you two are together."

He turned himself towards Motohama and demanded. "You want some of it too, right? Then help me!"

Motohama who was just calmly eating and watching since the beginning rolled his eyes. "That's not how it work Matsuda, force never work with these two. If you want something, then you have to give something in exchange."

Julian nodded. "Wise words."

"Damn, should have thought about that." Matsuda cursed and eyed his glasses friend. "Do you have something?"

Smirking and and adjusting his glasses, Motohama spoke. "Well, I may have some juicy infos."

Matsuda and Issei perked up, as both knew what juicy infos entailed.

Motohama leaned his upper body forward a little, and whispered. "Do you know about the two Great Ladies of Kuoh High?"

Julian in answer just burped and let himself fall on his back while Issei and Matsuda got a confused expression on their faces and shook their head.

Sneaking a glance toward Julian, Motohama followed. "Yeah, it's said they are the the two greatest beauty in school and are worshiped by pretty much everyone in school. Their names are Rias Gremory and Akeno Himejima, the former is said to have gorgeous crimson hair and the latter mesmerezing purple eyes. And you know what the best about them?" Motohama asked in a gloating voice.

Issei and Matsuda once again shook their head.

"The best is that they ain't simping for Julian!" Motohama shouted happily.

Matsuda and Motohama got up and clasped each other arms and procceeded to scream multiple cries of victory.

"Heck yeah!" - Matsuda.

"That's what I want to hear!" - Also Matsuda.

"No more dictatorship by pretty boys!" - Motohama.

"No more oppression by Julian!" - Both

Julian watched them begin a ritual and tribal dance and ignored Issei, who looked eager to join their dance, and said. "Man, I didn't know they were that affected by it. Maybe I should use my gift to help them find girlfriends."

Both boys froze in the middle of their dance and turned themselves toward Julian. Asking expectantly with eyes full of hope. "Really!?/You'do that for us!?"

Issei gained an expression of pity as he knew what was coming.

And indeed, as soon as Matsuda and Motohama were hopefully waiting for Julian's confirmation. The latter grinned sadistically, pointed at them from the floor and barked gleefully. "Kidding! If you losers want a girlfriend then go find one yourself. Also, I'm totally telling my dad to never cook for you guys."

If HP was to be compared to one skin tone, then it would be evident that by how white Matsuda and Motohama were, that they received a critical hit.

Slouching with a blank expression on their face, they both turned around and walked slowly toward nowhere in particular.

The only indication of where they were going was a mutter from Matsuda.

"I'm going to jump off a bridge, someone wanna come with me?"

And the whispered answer from Motohama. "I'm coming with you."

"Hey, hey. No need to go so far guys. We're already on a roof, no need to go find a bridge." Julian snickered.

Even Issei lost it and began to roll on the ground holding his side.

"Damn, I think that was your meanest one yet Julian."

Wiping his eyes, Issei ask half-seriously. "Think they'll really do it?"

Julian waved him off. "Don't worry, these guys wouldn't dare kill themselves before losing their virginity."

Laying himself beside Julian and putting his bag behind his head, Issei asked. "Still, who are those two Great Ladies of Kuoh that Motohama was talking about? I don't remember ever seeing a gorgeous girl with purple eyes, and even less with crimson hair."

Julian, who was relishing in the sun's warmth with closed eyes, answered Issei inquiry. "I know about them because of my fangirls shipping me with them, but I don't think I ever met them. It's pretty normal as the first year and second year classes occur in different part of the school. It's either that, or they are purposefully avoiding us."

Issei asked perplexed and a little offended. "Why would they be avoiding us, just because we're considered pervs? That's a little extreme in my opinion."

Julian tsked. "Considered pervs, what do you mean? You three are totally huge pervert."

Issei grunted and lightly elbowed Julian side. "Fuck you, you're also participating in it, you're at least half as crazy about ass that I am about boobs. But as you are a lucky bastard and for whatever reason, people don't really associate you with us."

Having said his part, a comfortable silence rose between the two.

After a moment, Julian asked a seemingly random question. "Say, Issey, do you ever find your life without a purpose or really boring?"

Not minding the out of nowhere question, Issei thought seriously about it. "Depend, I mean, when I compare my life to the protagonist in novels or anime, then sure, even if it's really childish, I find my life pretty mundane. But it's not 1because I find it boring that I don't like it. Like, I love my parents a lot, and I'm pretty grateful that you're my friend as well Julian, as I think you're one of the major factor that contribute to make my life less of it. As for my purpose, harem king, whatever the world think about it. Why you asking me that?"

There was multiple purposes for this question, ones Julian himself wasn't aware of or didn't remember. But in the end, in place of answering his friend. He just smiled lightly and said. "Wait for next year, and you'll see."

Issei shifted his gaze toward Julian, weirded out by the answer. But in the end, he just shrugged it as being Julian quirk of saying weird things.

With that, silence came back to the roof and covered the two teens who were just comfortably digesting their meal while they waited for their classes to resume.