Chapter 32
Forest in Sweden/Norway.
Among the trees my figure can be seen running and jumping over obstacles. On each of my arms and legs is a ribbon filled with runes that increase gravity, making me feel 400kg heavier.
Moments like this made me feel a little more alive.
"According to the time zone... There's only 40 minutes left before we're late," commented a blonde sitting on a tree trunk, who looked at her watch on her wrist.
A little breathlessly I say looking at the ribbon taped to my wrist, "Those gravity runes are really amazing."
"Glad you like it," The blonde girl has a mischievous smile before saying, "Why don't you give me a reward? Huh? I deserve it after giving you such a useful gift."
I wasn't happy with some of Angelie's actions and so I decided to be hard on her, "I think you've had your reward."
Angelie frowns at this and I just wipe the sweat off my face with a towel.
"You think I didn't notice your glazed look? You were practically giving me an x-ray session." I accused her.
Unfortunately, the blonde girl didn't even answer me as she was deep in thought and lust. Looking at my arms with lean, healthy muscles. Also the sweat that made my shirt stick, leaving my ripped pecs visible. Angelie salivated like a wolf at the sight of a little sheep.
But most amazing of all...
The blonde lowers her gaze a little and she saw the most beautiful of all.
"Hey," I yelled as I cupped both my buttocks with my hands. "What kind of look is that?" I asked frowning.
"HAHaha. Nothing. By the way, you have nice buttocks, little brother. Has anyone ever told you that?" Angelie asked with an innocent smile.
"You stay away from me, weirdo." I said venomously as I pointed my finger at her.
"Oh? You sound like I want to do something wrong with them," Angelie shakes her head from side to side, slightly amused. "Don't worry -- I don't want to hurt your male pride."
I still remained defensive.
"I can only imagine what it would feel like to squeeze them," said the blonde as she looked at her hands with an opening and closing motion.
Before I could say anything, from the heights of heaven...
"SCHREEEEECHHHHHHH!!!!" A group of female eagles landed in front of me like a meteor.
*BOOM* A curtain of dust rose from where they landed.
Standing guard and protectively the first of them yelled towards Angelie, "BACK OFF, Magician. You're threatening a national relic. Wanting the king's buttocks alone for yourself is a cardinal sin entitled to death."
National relic? I couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at that.
"We are the first division, under the supervision of the queen. No one is going to touch those buttocks, do we understand?" Another Harpy shouted, as if any suspicious movement would unleash firepower.
With one blow, I hit the head of those Harpies' leader, who screamed, "Ouch."
"What is this national relic bullsh*t?" I asked the harpies, who look at me a little embarrassed by their slips.
"I don't know what you're saying, my king," said one of them looking away.
"Are you going to hide and lie to your King? Tell me everything," I ordered.
After a bit of indecision, one of them removes what looked like a magazine from a bag she was carrying tied to her waist.
I pick it up and start reading with a surprised face.
Voted the sexiest smile of the month: Our King đ. [A picture of me smiling]
Voted the best and most manly man of them all: Our King đ [A picture of me in my weight-bearing exercises.]
Voted the sexiest buttocks in the nest: Our King đ [A photo of me from the side and with an emphasis on my buttocks.]
A multitude of other contests had in the magazine and as ridiculous as it is... I was a winner of all of them.
"Ohh," Angelie said with an open magazine in her hands. "I can really understand the appeal."
"Huh?" One of the harpies notices that her magazine on her waist is gone and yells at the blonde, "Give it back! You stole my magazine."
Angelie closes the magazine and glares at that Harpy before saying, "I should take this as evidence. More detailed investigations should be done later," She places the magazine I don't know where behind her.
I was preoccupied reading the magazine to care about their little argument, until I blurted out, calling their attention, "Hey!!"
They look at me questioningly.
"I don't remember wearing this," I turned the magazine over to them and there I was wearing a fireman's outfit.
In other pages I had dressed as a policeman, doctor and a multitude of other costumes.
"H-How?" I just asked without adding any more words.
"Big Melon-ch," One of the Harpies was about to say, but another one covered her mouth, sounding, "SHhhh!!"
"Big Melon-chan?" I ask with a raised eyebrow, before using appraise magic on the magazine and understanding.
This was monster-level Photoshop. If I hadn't seen it through Appraise magic, I would suspect it was real, even with my memories saying otherwise.
Big Melon-chan, the shy captain of the third division. Our leader of the institute for researching and creating magical artifacts.
I didn't expect this from her as she is always shy and acts so stuttery.
Looks like I need to better discipline my Harpies.
"Anyway -- I'm almost late for class," I said as I handed the magazine to that Harpy. "I'll talk to you girls for doing something hidden behind my back."
The Harpies froze to hear the threats in my voice.
I used a cleaning spell taught by Angelie, as I wouldn't have time to shower, and we teleported back to Kuoh.
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Walking through the corridors of the Kuoh, it's hard not to be impressed by the size and luxury of the place. You would hardly associate this with a regular academy.
The index screen is open in front of me. I wasn't afraid of anyone noticing as it was undetectable and only I could see.
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[3d Image] - Sato Motohama.
Life Status: Healthy.
Energy Level: Tier: 3 (Comparable to a middle class devil.)
Race: Improved Human.
Age: 15 years and 11 months.
Physical Strength: 12.9 NH (NH: Normal Human)
Mana: 2341/2341 (2341 times the amount of a normal human)
Saved Spells: 506 (Strongest spell: Third sphere)Racial Ability: Minor shapeshifter.
Magic calculation area:
1 Slot : Appraise Magic. (Statue with the Sword)
2 Slot: Mirror of Adonis (Statue with the spear)
3 Slot: Fighter. (Statue with the shield)
4 Slot: Empty (Statue with hammer)
5 Slot: Resurrection (Statue with the dagger)
6 Slot: Index. (Statue with the grimoire)
7 Slot: Empty (Statue with bow)
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I had actually improved exponentially since my fight with Cassiel.
I now had three successfully saved spells in Index that would be categorized from the third sphere, allowing me to fight head-on six-winged angels and high-class devils (Riser).
Cruel Sun was an example of a third sphere spell and if I used skill spamming of this type I might be able to fight eight-winged angels and ultimate class devils with great difficulty.
My mana was another thing that increased considerably.
I had almost four times more mana than I had a week ago. And it was all thanks to the king and servant contact sections that I made a point of repeating every day when I got home from school.
What would I do with mana since I have index and can cast spells without mana? Simple answer...
DxD is a world that is notable for the presence of items, weapons and armor that have a high level of power...
I wanted to use my new acquired spear and upgrade it. Transform the spear of Saint. Jorge into an even more powerful weapon.
Choose even another name if possible.
I wanted it to be my ultimate weapon.
As powerful as the true longinus.
I know it's an ambitious challenge and I don't even know if I'll be able to fulfill it. But what harm is there in trying?
And unfortunately a weapon would need mana to fire power and my magic system doesn't use mana.
But my biggest weakness right now is my physical body.
With the race upgrade, I was able to unlock my limits and would be able to get as strong as a demon over time, however...
By not losing my humanity, growing up would take longer than an ordinary demon.
At this speed it would take me at least 100 years to achieve the physical strength I needed.
It was as I was walking down the stairs, holding onto the marble banisters that a voice called out to me.
"Wait. Stop there!!" Shouted a shrill voice.
I stopped my steps and looked in the direction of the voice.
"M-Motohama, isn't it?" She pointed a tense finger at me, Murayama from the kendo club.
"What are you ploting? I mean -Ummm-- the perverted trio?" asked a girl next to her with pink hair, aka Katase.
"Some problem?" I asked without understanding.
"You pretend you don't want to spy on us to drive us crazy and catch us off guard. But we know your plan to spy on us," Murayama said angrily.
Weren't Issei and Matsuda doing their usual perversions? I wondered internally.
It seems that the butterfly effect is even bigger than I imagined.
But I bet they're just pretending to be changed. They liked the girls' newfound attention.
"W-What? Don't you want to take a little peek?" Katase has a slight blush as she lightly slides her kendo kimono to the side, showing a patch of skin and bra marks.
Sincerely? I could play the pervert and walk into this theater, but...
They are depressing.
"No thanks," I say as I turn around and start to walk away.
"Wait!" shouted Murayama.
I turned to her and waited to see what she had to add.
After much silence, nothing seemed to come from the girl.
"Motohama," another voice came from our left. "Hmmm- I hope I'm not interrupting anything?"
"Kiba-kun? Good to see you again," I greeted seeing the blonde who hadn't spoken in a week. "You're not interrupting anything. I was just waiting to hear what Ms. Murayama had to say to me --- unfortunately she's just silent."
I haven't seen any of Kuoh's devils since the Cassiel incident a week ago.
Katase and Murayama gaped at the close interaction I had with Kiba.
"Buchou wants to see you. Could you accompany me to the club?" the blonde asked me gently.
"R-Rias Gremory? One of the two One-sama? Do she want to see you?" Murayama pointed her shaky fingers at me.
"Umm? Any problem?" I asked innocently.
"You," She said through a gritted teeth.
"I'm just going to get some notes from the professor and I'll go to the club, okay?"
"Of course. Don't feel pressured," The blonde smiled sympathetically at me. "Take your time."
I nodded and said goodbye to him, leaving the two kendo club girls behind.
Murayama wondered if the perverted trio had changed their targets. Was the kendo club not enough for them?
At first she had understood the other boys' change due to my disappearance.
But now that I was back and the perverted trio that was once again complete hadn't attacked. It made her wonder what was wrong with them.
It looked like the perverted trio's new target was the occult club.
Katase and Murayama would not allow this. The kendo club wouldn't allow it.
They had to come up with some plan to get their attention again. They would sacrifice themselves and be the school's shield.
Fighting for the peace of the academy.
It wasn't because they missed being spied on and beating up some idiots, Okay?
It was all to keep the peace of Kuoh academy.