"I knew you would hold back." Azazel mentioned as he candidly wrapped his arm around Ritsuka.
"You're kind hearted. I can see that blatantly now that your magic isn't active. You were the only choice I had to show Issei what he would have to do to actually get anywhere in life."
"You do know that I'm just a regular human right? I didn't even use magic to fight him. I just used what techniques I picked up over my life and it floored him so bad.
" Ritsuka felt the weight on his shoulder. He equated it to First Hassan's for some reason but he couldn't tell why.
"Exactly. Issei is to put it in simple terms, a noob. A noob of the highest caliber but a noob nonetheless.
I'll make him into someone better but the first thing he needs is a rival of sorts." Azazel patted him on the back. "What better candidate than the space and time traveler who came from another world."
"Excuse me?" Ritsuka questioned. His face looked confused but that only told the surface story.
His anxiety was growing threateningly high at this point. Throat bone dry and palms sweating slightly… he called upon all the training Holmes and Moriarty has instilled in him to keep his poker face.
"Hmm… I guess not." Azazel turned away seemingly disappointed.
"Can you tell him not to pick a fight with me? I don't want misunderstandings to be built up." Ritsuka ignored the accusation. If he called it out there was a higher chance he could be called out.
If he kept quiet, there was a lower chance but Azazel would make his own conclusions.
"Yes, of course. Sorry for the trouble, I just wanted lil' Issei-kun to realize things about the real world and this was the best case scenario.
In case you haven't noticed… he's like a shonen protagonist in one of those ecchi series ya know. Thinks with the wrong head, but don't worry.
I'll straighten him out." Azazel assured Ritsuka. His smile had returned but he closed his eyes, making it difficult to discern if he was telling the truth.
"Okay… I have to head back now. I'll be doing your task as you asked." Ritsuka responded with his own assurance.
"Ah, Yes. Thank you very much Ritsuka, and when you have the chance to visit me to discuss these Mecha sacred gears.
I'm looking forward to our collaboration in the future." Azazel opened his eyes showing genuine interest now. "Oh One more thing, you know any Italian?"
"Some… and of course. Whenever I can…" Ritsuka answered as his gaze trailed over to Issei who was still knocked out.
With a heavy sigh at the loss of a human Ritsuka wandered back down into the school and away from the scene.
"Hm… very good. Very good indeed. As expected of someone whose eyes resembled mine." Azazel mused to himself since Issei was still knocked out.
With a few quick steps he pulled out a small vial of Phoenix Tears from his breast pocket and dropped a few drops on Issei's face.
Since he got them off a reputable source on the Devil's black market he was fine with using them on his knew progeny in a sense.
"Ugh… what happened… where's that bastard…?" Issei roused from his unconscious state completely dazed. He still looked like he felt pain even after the small dosage was used on him.
"You lost." Azazel stated solemnly.
"What!? That bastard is going to get away with his- " Issei almost broke into a rant until he was stopped by a dope slap from Azazel.
"Yeah I lied about that. Needed you to see what this world entailed since you just rushed into it with nothing but breasts on your mind.
" Azazel rubbed the back of his head. "He took it easy on you and I can't lie that if he was really serious you would have been dead."
"Huh?" Issei looked up at the old man realizing what he said. "So he wasn't someone who takes women and uses them for his own breeding facility?"
"Is that what I said? Wow, I was really drunk then." Azazel chuckled while Issei fell to the ground at the admission.
"Are you serious!?" Issei shouted at his new mentor.
"Yeah." Azazel answered simply with that same trolling smile. "Besides I don't think either of them are going to be very willing to become part of your harem since you chose my group."
Issei let out a wail of despair as he realized what words just came out of Azazel's mouth. Azazel sighed as he was now dealing with a bit of a whiner now but that was neither here nor there.
'So… was I right on my assumption or was I wrong on my hunch when it comes to Ritsuka… hmm… only time can tell I suppose.' Azazel contemplated as he picked up the crying form of Issei.
"Let's get you back home to rest. Eventually you can probably build a harem… possibly." Azazel muttered though if Issei heard him it was hidden behind his wails of wanting a bombshell redhead and stacked older sister type for his own personal harem.
Saturday arrived quietly enough. Ritsuka had another night of no one appearing in his bed. It was suspicious but he didn't want to see why it wasn't happening.
Rias and Akeno had a staring match all night and the first to back down would immediately storm Ritsuka's room.
It had ended in a stalemate with both of them too exhausted to do what they had planned to do. Koneko had scooped them up and deposited them into their respective beds.
At the very least she wasn't to this level in Akeno Syndrome... though with Rias affected she thought of changing the name to Ritsuka Syndrome. A thought for another day.
After getting ready Kiba greeted him with his usual exuberant smile he wore. It was fake which Ritsuka didn't have the heart to mention. He had seen something like that every night when the Lostbelts had appeared.
"Well… I'll head to the rendezvous then. Watch my back?" Ritsuka stared at the stalwart Knight before him.
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