Chapter 92: well let’s see Red!

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Issei took a deep breath, gathering his thoughts before speaking. "So umm… My parents are kind of out of town on vacation in Europe right now. They won't be able to attend the Parent Teacher day," he explained, hoping for a solution to his predicament.

His teacher's expression softened, understanding his situation. "That's unfortunate to hear. I was really looking forward to meeting your parents," she responded, a hint of disappointment in her voice.

"I suppose it can't be helped if they're not here, but you should definitely still attend," she advised, emphasizing the importance of his presence.

Issei nodded, appreciating his teacher's understanding. "Sure thing, Sensei… My friends are all going anyways," he assured her, determined not to miss out on the event despite his parental absence.

As his teacher walked away, Issei released a heavy sigh, feeling a mix of relief and lingering worry. He and his friends made their way towards their motorcycles, ready to head home.

Vali, their paths temporarily parting, directed his attention to Issei. "I'll see you later, Issei. If I find out who those devils are, I'll let you know as soon as possible," he promised, a sincere tone in his voice.

"Take care, Vali," Issei waved, acknowledging his friend's parting words as the devil-dragon drove away. With a sense of camaraderie, Issei then hopped onto his motorcycle, accompanied by Irina and Xenovia.

The next day arrived, and Issei woke up to the sound of a seductive voice, filling the room with its allure.

"You're so damn sexy when you sleep, but I need to get you up and off now," the voice teased, a hint of mischief present. Issei's eyes fluttered open, his gaze meeting the person responsible for the sultry wake-up call.

The delinquent jerked up defensively for a moment, his heart racing, until he realized it was just his alarm clock blabbering on.

He stared at it with blatant disbelief as it continued speaking, its suggestive words teasingly lingering in the air.

"I'll make sure you don't suffer through the long, hard day without a release of all that pent-up stress. Come now… don't leave me waiting," the alarm persisted, its voice dripping with innuendo.

"Holy shit… I thought someone was actually in here for a minute. Too bad. Still, why did I set my alarm on a Sunday?" Issei chuckled, shaking his head at his own forgetfulness as he silenced the alarm.

Today's alarm girl seemed to be some kind of sultry older vixen, every word she uttered laced with subtle sexual undertones.

Issei couldn't help but find it amusing, even as he found her voice strangely familiar, sparking his curiosity.

Putting those thoughts aside, Issei's excitement bubbled up within him. Today was the day he would finally encounter Red, the mighty Dragon of Dragons.

In a dream the night before, the dragon had reminded him to show up for the four-portal explosion stunt. Anxious anticipation surged through Issei as he left his room, eagerly embracing the adventure that awaited him.

Despite the peculiar situation with devil spies and his persistent stalker, he felt a surge of confidence that today would be the day he would finally make it to the Dimensional Gap.

As Issei made his way to the living room, he found Irina and Xenovia lounging, their attention captivated by a movie playing on the television.

Curiosity piqued, Issei approached to get a glimpse of what had captured their interest. It turned out to be a movie about knights engaged in an epic battle that resembled a crusade.

The scenes filled the room with grandeur and excitement, fueling Issei's imagination and adding to the anticipation he felt for the day ahead.

"Stand fast, sons of God! Be without fear in the face of our enemies," one of the knight commanders proclaimed, his voice resonating with unwavering conviction.

His words carried the weight of righteousness and purpose. "Carry His light in your hearts and His strength in your arms. We are His holy sword, His retribution and justice! We are His shield, entrusted with safeguarding the realms of men! We are His knights, and by our oaths, we shall not fail! Deus Vult!" The resounding cry of devotion echoed through the ranks as the army responded in unison, their voices infused with unwavering determination.

"DEUS VULT!"

Issei couldn't help but wonder about the movie playing on the screen. "Is this about the Crusades or something? Maybe it's a fantasy movie?" he mused, briefly contemplating the historical context.

Meanwhile, Xenovia and Irina were completely engrossed in the action unfolding before them.

Xenovia, her blue hair flowing, raised her sword in front of the television, mirroring the valor and valorous spirit of the knights on the screen.

"Deus Vult!" she shouted with infectious enthusiasm, her voice filled with passion. Irina, seated beside her, clutched onto her cross, her anticipation palpable as she rocked back and forth, fully absorbed in the movie's captivating narrative.

Issei's thoughts drifted to his friends' strong Catholic beliefs. "I keep forgetting that they're Catholic," he reflected, realizing the depth of their faith.

A momentary concern crossed his mind as he contemplated the theological implications of his own experiences.

"I wonder how they would deal with the whole 'God being dead' thing. It's probably best if I never mention that to them," he concluded, recognizing the potential sensitivities.

The notion struck him as somewhat unsettling, yet he resolved to respect their beliefs and avoid any unnecessary conflicts.

As Issei gathered his thoughts, a renewed determination surged within him. "Alright, time to get out of here and see Red. Nothing should stop me today," he reassured himself, his resolve unwavering. With a final glance at his enthralled friends, he left the room, ready to embark on his long-awaited encounter with the Dragon of Dragons.

As if fate had conspired against him, mocking his aspirations, the shrill ring of the doorbell shattered Issei's good mood in an instant. Time seemed to stretch out, each second elongated as a follow-up ring pierced the air, amplifying his frustration.

The movie paused, and Irina and Xenovia redirected their attention to the uninvited interruption, their quizzical gazes falling upon Issei.