Chapter 17: Chapter 17: Turning point part 1
Beta read by Shigiya
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In his time dealing with the many hosts who have had the privilege and misfortune to wield him, he had dealt with hundreds and thousands. A variety of morals and values, from the worst wretched scum to the noblest of knights each carried a creed, a belief that they all agreed upon blindly and zealously.
Victory
Of course, they differed from one another, all had a different definition of winning. From the simplest of them all being survival to jumping in scale and involving the state of an entire kingdom, empire, or even the world. That was their main reason to rationalize their most despicable and reckless actions. All for the sake of safekeeping a life may it be their own or others, they were all the same.
He agreed with each of them and even came to expect such belief in all of his hosts. Deep down there was no dilemma or moral questioning, as it was the basic nature of all living kinds to thrive one way or another. Even the acquisition of power relied heavily on ambition and basic instincts, it was a constant and no exceptions existed that he knew of.
That was until he was awakened to the boy, to his new host, to his new partner, Hikigaya Hachiman.
He recognised those same qualities he witnessed a thousand times before in the boy. Self-sacrificing, protecting his family and close ones to some degree, while applying logic to his every action. His ethics were understandable and questionable at times, he adhered to them religiously.
His end objective should have been clear, survival.
Yet, that was not the case.
Doubt stained his soul and mind, and uncertainty festered and brewed in the darkest corner of his being. As a being attached to his soul, no secret could be hidden away from him, all answers should have been clear to him like looking through clear glass. Yet the boy's true self was foggy, he could feel everything yet he could not foresee the reasons behind such negative feelings.
The boy doubted his existence at a spiritual and physical level.
He was lost and kept on lying to himself.
He wasn't willing to die, yet he was hesitant to live. He had ambition, yes, but he did not know how to accomplish them or whether he even had the capabilities to achieve them. It was a chaotic mess, to be honest.
These were not changes, but rather a state of mind that existed long before he awakened, and that should not have been possible in such a young infant.
He saw residues of a heavy distrustful nature in the boy, a cynical person who had difficulties trusting others, let alone communicating his true thoughts.
From scavenging bits and pieces of the boy's past self, he could see him becoming a better person yet some aspects did not change.
'What does he desire?' That was the only question he kept asking himself. But no answers ever presented themselves.
He hid these details from his partner, choosing to observe rather than act, for he knew not the consequences of his possible meddling. If the boy could conquer these haunting thoughts to rest and earn the ability to accept himself then he would become not a wielder of the Prison Dragon, but THE Black Dragon King.
But it was too late, he was too late.
Betrayal for he became the victim, his trust and protection spat onto like a discarded piece of garbage. Indignity, regret, and terror were the sole emotions the boy had left. For a second time in his life, he let his emotions get the better of him which led him to be hurt in the end.
Before him, lied his partner in a pool of his own blood, the life in his eyes leaving him, abandoning him and inviting death itself. Bruised from broken bones to fatal cuts, he bled his life away, unable to stop it. A heartbeat he should have but lacked the heart itself, torn from his chest with the muscle still pulsating.
The bringer of such a tragic fate...
'...was none other than I, Vritra.'
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(A few days before)
A few days had gone by after my first club request. Apparently, the whole school heard about the story from the kendo girls, they had blown the whole thing up to a ludicrous proportion. From the teachers to the upper-class girls, everyone came to me, watching me like I was an exotic animal at the zoo.
I did not remain idle these last few days, I started learning some kendo, I couldn't master some of the techniques in just a few days but I had ingrained into my brain the proper stances, sword grips to have, and a few defensive moves. Despite her carefree nature, Katase was in fact a competent teacher and Murayama did not show any mercy during regular spars.
I also spent my late-night training with Vritra. I didn't like physical training but that didn't mean that I would avoid them. But what Vritra had given me was something that would even make elite athletes cry!
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(Late at night training)
Like seriously, I was given the full-on Goku training experience, the whole package with magically weighted clothes courtesy of Rias and her ever-helpful money*cough*resources!
'Was there anything she couldn't obtain because of her obscene wealth? Maybe I should start referring to her as Batman, because she has at least as much money as the guy. But she did provide me with training equipment and other items, so it's most likely Lucius.'
A grinning Akeno who flew above me, sending down weak lightning attacks that didn't damage me but hurt like a bitch. I wasn't necessarily pumped about the workout session at first, nothing beats chilling in your room but that bastard didn't even give me time to rest!
"Be careful!" Warned a flying Akeno who sent a small lightning charge from her fingertips which I barely dodge by a hairbreadth. Was this even training or was I being chased around for fun!
'For someone who agreed to train with me, you sure do complain a lot.' Why hello there coach, how did I find my suffering to be going? Was your inner sick twisted sadistic nature satisfied seeing my new afro hairstyle. "- out!"
Btz!
"Motherfffffffffffff!" I was struck by one of her lightning making me stumble to the ground, breathing like a dog. I tried reigning in my insults to not cause a scene with my already weirded-out neighbors but it was a lost cause.
"Are you okay, Hachiman-kun?" Akeno quickly descended and immediately performed some minor healing on me. "You were distracted, again."
"Sorry, I got lost in my thoughts." I did that a lot, even Vritra told me to stop overthinking unnecessary stuff, but that was like saying to stop breathing.
I couldn't!
I tried many times to be clear-minded and just think about the road and the female Zeus above me. But then came some passing thoughts about why I was doing such stuff. Where was the bullcrap anime shounen power up when you needed it? And trying to ignore my growing thirst for that sweet sweet coffee that I'm 100% not addicted to— bonk
"You're doing it again, Hachiman-kun. At this rate, instead of physical training, you should do some miko practice I learned from mom, it would definitely increase your focus." Yeah, no thanks. I prefer not waking up at 5 in the morning and freezing my nuts off in a mountain spring. I already see you as a monster for being a morning person don't make it worse
"There is no way I'll ever take you up on that offer, Akeno-chan. I do appreciate my hours of sleep, even if I don't get much of it lately." How I missed the peaceful times, I would very much like to lie on my bed reading a novel or playing some games on my Switch. 'Vritra can I take a break, pretty please?'
'Sure partner, you have done enough for today. You deserve some rest but before you sleep we will do a final meditation session for today.'
"I'm done for today," I said to Akeno as I collapsed on the cold grass below. It wasn't pleasant in the least bit, each blade of grass made my exposed skin itch. Akeno on the other hand didn't seem the slightest bit tired, 'Of course, it's because of those wings, how I envy them.' My Levitation spell was just a cheap knockoff.
"Say, Hachiman-kun, why don't we go have a drink together. You know, to cool off." My childhood friend offered to me as she squared by my side poking me with a stick she found on the road. "Come on, let's go."
"Tsk." I swatted away the cumbersome stick off of my face. This girl zapped me continuously and now expects me to have enough energy to walk!? "No." I ain't got time for you Akeno.
"What kind of guy refuses a drink with a pretty girl?" she insisted.
"A guy who is too tired." My muscles were still twitching sporadically from some remnant electric shocks. But I grew used to them with time, it still hurt but at least I could move. "Go on your own if you'd like."
"O-Of!" Not liking my answer, Akeno sat herself on my chest refusing to budge. Her added weight did make me wince in pain, she wasn't so heavy before. "Get off me, you heavy woman!"
Ptz "Aah!"
I was hit by a small lighting attack, making my recovering strength disappear, again. Guess she didn't like that comment about her weight.
"Ara Ara, someone sure does have some interesting remarks. You know it's taboo to mention a girl's weight? Yet here you are calling me heavy, some punishment will need to be delivered." She gave me her scariest smile while having arcs of lightning dancing around her fingers.
I sighed
There was no escaping it. I wonder if I was the one responsible for her stubborn nature...no, now that I think about it. She was the same since the beginning, a clingy koala became a clingy shocking crow. "Fine, whatever, I want SUPER Coffee though," I said, giving up all hopes of returning home early.
Being familiar with my ways, Akeno just rolled her eyes and giggled. "There is a children's playground nearby, we can rest there, also you'll be getting some tea instead of that unhealthy abomination."
Hey, I resent that! I may have failed to lure you into the dark side of the force with my SUPER Coffee but that didn't give you the right to bad mouth it. "Take it back, you perverted crow. I don't want to hear that from someone who used to sneak in chips in her room." I wasn't above using a many-year-old fact against someone, even if it made me look petty, I would still do it. "I still remember when you once vomited from eating too much." My smug grin was showing.
Too far? Naw.
"You know I was only ten at that time! And mom banned me from eating too much junk food at that time so I wasn't used to dealing with them." She said defensively. "Now I have a proper diet, unlike you!" We continued countering each other back and forth until we reached the playground.
It was dark, the only source of light was the nearby light post and the two vending machines.
Akeno bought two oolong tea instead of what I was craving for, though at this point my thirst was fine with anything. 'Is it heresy for a coffee lover to enjoy tea?' The drink wasn't bad, it was even quite refreshing as I chugged down the entire can in a few seconds.
"Someone was thirsty." Commented Akeno who hadn't even opened her tea yet.
We both relaxed, I took off my jersey to let some of the chilling cold air cool me down. It was late in the night, so there were no car noises or any other type of nuisance. If I had the option I would definitely choose to fall asleep outside on such a cold night with nothing but the stars shining in the sky.
Kuoh was one of the few places that didn't suffer from light and smoke pollution. It made the night sky have quite a pleasant view.
A multitude of stars shone in many different colors, I recognised a few constellations from Leo, Gemini, and Scorpio. But the most prominent one was the Corvus constellation which outshone all the others.
"It's the first time since you've asked anyone to help you with your training," said Akeno. "You always preferred doing your own thing, especially when it came to your sacred gear. What changed?"
What changed indeed, I prided myself on being capable enough to manage my own problems without relying on anyone else. Self-reliance, a lone warrior surviving hundreds of battles, made me never fall for the same mistake twice. "It's just that a lot of stuff is happening lately, I got caught off guard many times due to me lacking and nearly got killed or captured. I just...I don't know...I don't want to feel like a burden I guess."
"Who said you were a burden? You regularly help us in missions with your strategic planning, your unique spells and even your sacred gear's ability saved us many times in the past. What part of that sounds like a burden?" She vehemently denied my claim. I was aware of my usefulness but with stronger strays appearing and monsters like Vali targeting me, I could barely do anything.
I wonder if this was the curse Vritra was speaking of, strong dragons always attract strong individuals, from allies to enemies.
"Yeah, I'm good enough to support small skirmishes and hunts but all alone? You know me the best, so you gotta understand, Akeno-chan. Life is unfair, it will always find ways to screw one over, and it doesn't care whether you're ready or not. I have no choice but to always be prepared to face my problems."
Akeno did not seem to like my response, "Your problems? Excuse me but can you remind me who has the bad habit of meddling in everyone's personal issues and solving them without being asked for help? It's funny that such a guy would think that he has to face certain things alone, right?" She berated me. "Me, Rias, Koneko, Kiba, and even Gasper would help you in a heartbeat."
Not that I thought of them as weak to handle my problems, far from it, but I did not want to pile up more issues in their already kinda messed up past life.
Yeah, they were just being nice people...
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"Pft Hahahahaha!" Realization dawned on me, as I saw a glimpse of both of my lives in a parallel comparison, like a film being sped up, I recalled everything at the same time.
"Ha-Hachiman-kun?" Akeno had flinched at my sudden outburst as well as creeped out by it, she was confused on why I reacted in such a way. "You're feeling alright? Your laughter is a bit unsettling."
How I've changed.
I always used to distrust nice people, they gave you that sliver of happiness and joy from a simple hello to a casual phone call. Even after living two lives, I now still scroll through my phone, this time filled with call logs from many people a day.
The same stupid grin I once had would come back to haunt me in the mirror, reminding me of someone who I once was. It reminded me how hurtful nice people could be, they made us hold expectations, they made us believe in something more, only to leave us alone and forgotten.
I sometimes had the urge to delete all of my contacts since I feared they were just being nice people. They probably treated others the same way, a form of politeness. It made me wonder if all of this was just me misunderstanding something, of my hopes and expectations being too large.
If I didn't have Vritra, would they still treat me the same way? Was it all a fake form of kindness directed to what I could become instead of who I am?
Their niceness might be false, I once stopped hoping and caring but the people I had around made it difficult to do so. I was a loner for I feared falling twice, I didn't want to feel hurt, or relive through that hell I once knew of before.
Should I open myself to them?
Yes, yes I should. Even if I may fall again, countless times.
My previous life taught me how to survive that fall, and how to endure the pain. This one though me how to stand up again no matter what happened, to look past the fear and accept the pain
To try again.
I wanted to be happy, but I would still not ask them for help.
Kiba, that guy was barely stable, just one look at him made me think that I was dealing with a more messed up version of Hayama. The guy was not bad by any means, he was genuinely nice to others.
But I could see the hints, the slight cracks in his prince-like mask, he wore so naturally. Behind it was nothing more than a broken, vengeful and rage-filled person who wanted to burn all those who have wronged him in the past. Even just talking to him for 5 minutes made me very disturbed by his two contradicting nature. It made Hayama look like a lesser version of Totsuka.
You know what disturbed me the most?
Why did every member of Rias's peerage have a tragic past?
Though haven't yet met Gasper since he was still acclimating to the human world, he had a loved one die and nearly got himself killed. Akeno and her mom also got nearly killed, Koneko was a case filled with many inconsistent and hidden lies while Kiba was the case of survivor's guilt coupled with nearly dying from a child experimentation project.
None of them was by any means normal and yet they all had special powers unique to themselves or extremely rare in the world. Someone was pulling some strings for this to happen. It couldn't be Rias, cause as much I trust her, she isn't the most cunning or smartest person I knew of who could pull off such things.
No, the only one capable of manipulating certain events for the benefit of Rias was none other than her brother, the Devil himself. Cause who else with strong political power would do it?
I prayed to never meet him or at least not so soon.
"Hachiman-kun!" I got a rather painful finger flip on my forehead making it hurt like hell. "Are you getting distracted on purpose?" Akeno had just about enough with my antics, her pouting face said it all.
"Sorry about that, I'll try not to do it again, also I believe break time is over." Feeling more energized, Akeno and I continued our weird yet effective tortu-training. "Oh, Akeno-chan."
"Yes?"
"Thanks for everything you did for me."
In these rare moments would I see her grinning like a loon unconcerned of her image.
{Break}
-Back in Hachiman's room-
'As you might know, sacred gears grow stronger based on the ambition and emotions of the wielder. We dragon gear don't require physical training that much compared to other gears like Sword Birth or Blade Blacksmith for example.'
'Since the power already exists within us, it is the duty of the host to find a way to extract it. Now for this training, you must learn to visualize your goals, and what you truly desire in life and make yourself believe that you would do anything to achieve it.' Explain the dragon while I was in a meditative pose.
My goals? What do I truly desire?
I used to have an answer for 'I desired something genuine'. That simple phrase had lots of meaning behind it, yet it was a simple wish. Before I came here, I thought Yukino would be the one to grant my desire, I truly did.
But now after a decade and a half of being thrown into another world, I didn't know what I wanted anymore. To go back? Yes, but then what about the people here? Would I be able to bring myself to forget them? No, I wouldn't, that wasn't something Hikigaya Hachiman could do. Whether I like it or not I grew attached to this reality.
Funnily enough the wish I had of wanting something genuine was nearly granted by Akeno. There were no secrets, secret plots, hidden feelings, and whatnot. To each other or at least to my perspective we were like an open book.
For all her perverted nature, I knew a vulnerable girl hid somewhere within. She held onto everyone around her from me, Rias, the other peerage members, and her mother with a vice grip. Her fear of losing any of us remained as big and constant as it had during the fire.
Her father was also a different can of worms. He vanished without a trace, Shuri-san told me to give him some time yet I could not forgive him. He ran away when his family needed emotional support the most. May it be out of guilt and fear, no reason could forgive his action. 'I will punch him the next time I see him.'
But then comes back the question: "What do I want now? Do I desire to go back? Or do I continue to pursue my wish here? I don't know."
'Your mind is in turmoil, is it that hard for you to adopt a certain ambition?' Asked Vritra.
"No, it's not that, I know what I want. I just don't know which to choose." I responded without going into details. "How pathetic I have become now, I created myself the illusion of having everything under control, I wonder how much of that is actually the case."
Vritra for his part remained silent for a few seconds before talking to me again. 'You say, but each day our resonance, our bond between your soul and [Delete Field] grow stronger, you will soon reach a critical stage and when you do, I highly advise to have your feelings sorted out.' With that said I did not satisfy him with an answer, I merely continued meditating.
{Break}
(Back to present)
"Is it true that you caught a raging sex pervert!?"
"No." Leave me alone if you don't have any requests.
"You saved the entire kendo club by yourself!?"
"No." I saved the kid from being murdered by the kendo club, though he might have needed a beating or two.
"Oh my god I saw a video posted by Kurata Senpai of your parkour skills, you were amazing!"
"Thank you." I know, I know I don't need to blow my nonexistent ego, and also please leave. All I did was slide and roll, paired with the fact that I didn't want to become roadkill made me really good at it.
The situation became so bad that I had to skip classes, 'Not my first time.' This time I asked the assistance of Vritra himself to scout out any stalkers. After getting the confirmation that the coast was clear, I stealthily made my way to the rooftop with my box of lunch.
I always had a few SUPER coffee cans ready in my bag, just in case. 'If only I had the gamer ability to have access to an inventory. Life would be so easy.'
The rooftop was a big and bougie area, as unlike other schools, we had a botanical garden. The benches were made of bronze with cushions like a sofa. If I had the opportunity I would sneak in a pillow to sleep here.
"Now onto my lunch." Unpacking my meal I saw a hamburger steak made by Akeno and some sandwiches on the side. She learned cooking from both her mom and mine since she was young. Her culinary skills have improved, she could honestly become a Michelin-star chef.
As I was going for a bite, my teeth instead of coming into contact with the meat, bit into the wooden chopsticks.
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Did the piece just vanish? I went for another piece only for my chopsticks to touch an empty plastic box.
"..."
Am I going crazy or is someone or something stealing food?
"More."
"...!?"
A voice suddenly came from my side. In my shock, I nearly used [Delete Field] out of instinct, I relaxed after seeing who it was.
"Toujou-san?"
To my side, a petite girl with white hair and gold eyes. At the front, her hair had two long bangs going past her shoulders and several loose bangs hanging over her forehead, while the back had a short bob cut. She also wore a black cat-shaped hair clip on both sides of her hair.
"Oi, that was my lunch, you just stole."
"Good morning, senpai." She said in her monotone voice, she had a familiar cold personality and never showed any sign of emotion, completely ignoring what I'd just said.
It disturbed me greatly, when I first met her, Rias told me about her past, with everything that happened to her and her sister Kuroka, a highly dangerous criminal in the underworld.
Though she was described to have gone mad with power, I couldn't bring myself to believe that, at least I had some doubts. As a former elder sibling myself, I knew we could sometimes do anything to save our siblings. Some may show indifference and cold nature towards their younger siblings but deep down a real sibling would burn the world itself to save their close ones. Coupled with the fact that Virtra laughed hysterically after he heard that Senjutsu made people go mad.
'A pathetic lie.' He called it.
I could see how much the past incident hurt her, she was reclusive and despised her sister. If I had the will I would face Kuroka in the future to get the truth out of her. 'Even if I have to force it out of her.' But of course, I ain't gonna search for her, cause I think it's a stupid idea facing up against someone with ultimate-class level strength without backup.
"Why are you here?" The girl was only thirteen years old which put her in her first year of Junior high. "Don't you have classes now?"
"I smelled food." She was also a person of few words. It was nearly impossible to hold an entire conversation with her as she was more of a passive listener. "Free food is the best food."
Psht
That was the symbolic arrow that pierced my heart. A quote I believed in, was used against me in this way. She was a cultured young lady, and if I had some candy, I would have given it to her without hesitation because she was also very cute, the perfect imouto type of girl. My instincts as a brother demanded it.
"I still want more, senpai." Said Koneko.
Ah, yes, despite her small stature she was one of the biggest gluttons I knew. "Get your own food, I'm tired enough as it is, don't want to die from hunger of all things, which I might know since you've stolen the only meal I had." Ha! Your cute nature won't affect a man when it comes to his stomach. "You better pay up, so I'll buy some lemon bread later on."
Giving me her best deadpan look, "Senpai was mean to his kouhais, asking a small girl for money is a crime too."
"Not when that young girl snatches my stuff without permission, also I know Rias gives you enough pocket money that would make any blue-collar office worker cry out in jealousy. So you ain't poor, brat." I held my hand out motioning her to pay up. She didn't pout but huffed a bit in anger while handing me a few bills from her pocket. 'Yeah, this girl is loaded.'
Did I feel guilty taking money from a 13-year-old girl? No. But was it the right thing to do? Also no.
I wasn't gonna give her back the money since I genuinely wanted to buy food to eat later on. My hunger has been growing a lot recently with my training, so I couldn't be cheap about it. But better give her a little something in return. "Here." I tossed her a can of SUPER Coffee, which she caught on easily.
"Too much caffeine is bad for your health, senpai." She gave me a stern look which honestly made her look as threatening as a kitten and handed me the beverage back. 'Considering what she is, that's no surprise.'
"Come on take it, a single one won't hurt you." I dangled the can in front of her face using her nature against her. Her instincts immediately made her snatch the can out of my hand. She gave it a stare and took a small sip.
"Muuuu~" Her face scrunched up as she made a cute noise. "Too sweet." She said but didn't stop drinking it.
"Heh." I made a smug grin at her display and patted her head, she flinched a bit but slowly grew more relaxed.
The first time I touched her head she jumped across the room and gave me a threatening look. But I didn't stop my action, I recognized a troubled child when I saw one, I recognised a call for help for I held those pair of eyes before. The only thing she needed now was not comfort and sweets that Rias gave her but a genuine elder sibling figure.
She leaned more towards my touch, silently releasing a gentle pur. 'Good, she is getting more comfortable around me.' We stayed in our peaceful environment until Koneko fell asleep, I let her head sleep on my lap and just enjoyed my time before falling asleep as well.
As I was half asleep another pang of nostalgia hit me, 'I wish Komachi was here, she would have made great friends with Koneko.'
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"Senpai."
Someone was calling me.
"Senpai, wake up." Ah, my neck was stiff. Note to self, never sleep while sitting. I opened my eyes and had the evening sunlight hit my eyes like a pair of needles. "Hurg..."
Oh, it's Kiba.
Just great.
"Yo," was the best response I could give to him. He resembled Hayama way too much for comfort, with nearly the same face, the same nice guy attitude, and he was like a prince in his third year of Junior high. "Want something?"
He gave me that same fake smile, reminding me further of Hayama. "Buchou asked me to pick up Koneko-chan for club activities." Ah, you're an errand boy now, at least you differ from Hayama in that aspect. You don't want to form a clique and just keep to yourself, which I can respect. "I arranged your bag too."
My dude, I may find you uncomfortable and wish to stay a mile away from you, but you'd still make a fine butler. Being a knight did help, making it more realistic. Koneko was standing by his side ready to go.
"Thanks." I grabbed my bag and stood up with great difficulty, my neck was very sore, and just moving it a bit brought me great pain. 'I feel old.' Technically I'm in my 30's, which isn't old but ain't very young either.
'I am a few thousand years old dragon, partner. I feel old too.'
I patted my clothes till I felt a wet patch on my pants, I glanced at Koneko who looked like a kid who was caught stealing some cookies. A slight embarrassing blush on her face. "I'm sorry..." She said in a timid voice.
I just sighed and gave her another pat on the head, it was moments like this when she showed other emotions on her face that I enjoyed the most. "Don't think about it, all kids drool in their sleep," I said with a grin.
That made her frown a bit, "I'm not a kid, senpai."
"Yes, yes you're a big girl who does big girl stuff." I teased her a bit, she punched me in the stomach lightly, not using even a fraction of her hulk-like strength.
"Baka, senpai." She said that as she quickly left the rooftop followed by Kiba who was waving me goodbye. I waved back at their retreating figure. I may never fill up the hole Kuroka had left in her heart but I would definitely create my own presence. 'I will do my best so that she doesn't end up like me.'
I sat down for a bit, waiting for my sleepiness to go away completely. I better find another time for those late-night training, I became so sleep deprived that my eyes were even more dead than usual. I didn't want Rias to go into her mother hen mode.
RING!
RING!
A Gurren Lagann opening song ringtone sounded from my phone. I cringed every time it rang but couldn't bring myself to change it. Rias gifted me the phone with matching ringtones trying to lure me into her Otaku and Japanese-obsessed circle.
'Huh, unknown foreign number?' I don't usually respond to such numbers. It didn't help that the number started with a 33 which wasn't Japan's phone code.
Was it a scam call?
I didn't know why I decided to answer it, but my gut feeling was telling me to do so. It might have been just a wrong number situation.
"Hello," I replied in English for obvious reasons.
"It has been a while since we talked, Hikigaya-kun." A rather familiar voice sounded out, someone I hadn't heard from for years. My eyes shot up in surprise and a tiny bit of anger.
"Baraquiel-san?"
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