"Hey! Hey! Look! Isn't he the one! That new pervert who steals panties!"
"Eww, gross!"
"Go die! die! Die pervert!!"
Today marked the second day of his return to schooling. In this brief period, Issei had come to aggressively despise the psychotic asylum that was Kuoh High.
He blankly stared at the trio of girls glaring daggers at him. If looks could kill, he would have surely died a million times in the last minute. But while words couldn't physically, it sure prickled his virgin heart.
One of them, a pink-haired one, squeaked as her eyes accidentally made contact with him. "Eeeppp…" She scurried behind her taller friend. From the back, she peeked through and feebly whispered, "Waaa…look at the eyes! Those scary, terrible eyes!"
"Uuuu…So scary!" The other one with normal dark hair said, closing her arms around herself in a way that covered her essentials, over her clothes, "I feel like he's undressing us since the start! Look at him silently standing there menacingly!"
"Hum! Huummm!" The third one nodded enthusiastically, crossing her arms over her chest. That act caused her breasts to push out marginally. "A born predator!"
…If Issei were in a better state, he would've surely asked why she looked so smug while saying it or why her eyes had a glitter in them while she said the last part. But currently, he was barely holding back unshed tears. He sniffled silently, 'At least…At least don't bring my folks into this. What did they do to you?!'
It was too late. The rumour had already engulfed every corner. Unless he had a time machine, having the suspicious bloodsucker duo confess- that's right, despite Azazel's words, Issei had deemed them connected to the stray- the truth to the whole school would not reverse his reputation.
People heard something. They ran with it. That's just how it was.
He slumped. The mood was completely soured. Clutching the straps tightly, he began to walk around the mean girls standing before him…
"Eeehhh….he's approaching! The monster!!"
…when suddenly an idea formed in his head. And heading to the devil's club as a guest that no one invited, with such a sour mood, was not good, right?
Nodding vigorously to his internal logic, Issei put on a surprised O-mouth face and asked them in the most innocent voice he could muster. "Me? You can see me?!"
He hoped he would pull it off with his acting.
"Aaaahhh!....Get away! Geeeett awaa-!!!"
It didn't. But that was of no matter.
Because the next instance, he had disappeared right before their eyes. The one hiding behind her friend shrank, "-aaa…y. E..eh?!"
Crouching behind her, Issei gently breathed in her ear. His voice was light and airy as he whispered, "You really can see me? How strange."
Her whole body went rigid. And so did her friend's. Issei smiled.
"Eyaaahh….!" She twisted on her heels, her bag swinging in a wide arc to hit where he should've been. It hit nothing. There was nothing.
"Uuhh…I feel like I heard something," the dark-haired stifled.
"Same…" The weird one seconded.
The scaredy girl didn't say anything. But she, while keeping on the lookout for the other way, scooted behind the weird one again.
That, however, brought her to the front in the initial arrangement. And Issei was standing back in his original place. Well, 10 or so centimeters ahead, but they wouldn't clock that.
With his hands in his pockets, he stared at the first type of Buddha's three monkeys, all staring in the same direction, and thought of questioning them. Isn't the first rule of the horror flick always to watch your back?
"What are you looking at? I am here."
"g-g…gho…ghost!!"
"Yes, that's me." He laughed. He was standing right in front of the pink-haired girl; his face, darkened by the sun's position right behind, hovered right before hers. He gave her a jubilant smile and extended his hand for a handshake, "Wanna be friends?"
"Waaa!!"
"Aaaahhh!!!"
…
..
.
Well, that was fun.
Watching them run with their tails tucked, without even turning their heads, definitely helped ease some of the frustration bubbling since last night.
Now, as he walked across the academy field, he found himself lost again.
"Geez, what's with this school's layout?" It wasn't even that big. But why was it so contrived? His lips puckered to the side as he searched for someone who could help him.
That was when he found the two half-foreigners trudging across. He immediately waved at them, "Hey, you two! Come here! Come here!"
They noticed him, and he swore he saw a smug grin form on their face in sync. They weren't remotely guilty about what they did with his dignity.
Internally, he swore he'd have his vengeance one day. But for now, he thought that a little probing was in order towards the last night's event.
"Well, if it isn't our little panty thief," Issei looked with deep concern as Smough pulled his hands out of his pockets with grave struggle and presented to him, the seam of his pants barely holding itself together. "You finally calmed down?"
"Not very apologetic, are ya, fatso?"
Orstein snorted but turned around. Smough continued with the same cocky smile, "Well, we said sorry yesterday, didn't we?"
"Never mind that, can you at least tell me where this Occult research club is?" As Issei said this, he sneakily looked for any suspicious change in their behaviour. Any small tick that could give them away.
"Oh-ho-ho, barely a day and already gunning for the top shelf queens? " Smough wriggled his brows, nudging his shoulder playfully. "Hey, which one is it? The busty redhead goddess or the ara-ara bundle of big sis energy?"
'Well, shit.' That was a pretty normal reaction.
[Even after what Azazel said. Are you sure you don't just want them to turn out suspicious so you can get your revenge?]
'Well, duh. I won't feel bad about punching them if they turned out to be responsible for that stray. Otherwise, I'd have to hold back if they're normal.'
Still, Issei wasn't so easily given up. He leaned in and mumbled in a sly voice, "You dumb rookie. Why choose one when you can have both? In fact…"
"…In fact?"
"In fact, last night we even…hehehe…" His cheeks reddened a little. This time, it wasn't exactly acting. He just thought back to the scenes of the bed last night. The cozy warmth of her skin, the tickling breath drifting over his nape and then his nose, the inviting scent of her neck, and…and…
Like a sudden shower thought, it hit him… 'Holy shit, that was so hot!!'
"Wait, wait, wait…" Smough stumbled. Either from his own weight or the shock, Issei would never know. But stumbling back, he raised an accusatory finger at him. "You…you actually did…."
Issei puffed his chest.
"You crazy bastard, you actually did it. In just a day!! Oh my god! Ohmygod! Ohmygod!!!"
"I did. And it's all thanks to you two last night."
"ohmy-Huh?... Us?" "Us? What did I do?"
'Damn, they really aren't giving anything.' He suppressed the horny thoughts, pushed back the lewd pictures popping in his head, and tried to focus on the two before him. 'Maybe, they're aight. Maybe I am just being a little racist…?'
"Nah, I was just kidding…" Thinking that, he aborted the mission for the moment. He hadn't given up on them, though; he still needed some reason to punt them with boostX20. For now, he would put it on the back burner. "You seriously didn't think I'd scored the jackpot, right? No way, I am that lucky. I just had to ask Kiba something."
"No way. I don't believe you." Smough jumped him, "That look, it was real. Tell me what happened, newbie! Tell me!"
"Dude, I am serious. Nothing happened. Really, I swear."