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Seeing the blood flowing from Issei's wound, as well as his mouth, Micael approached him, crouching down.
'What is this guy thinking right now? Is he cursing about dying again literally a day later or...oh, never mind, what a predictable guy.' Micael's train of thought was interrupted when he took a quick look at Issei's shallow thoughts, and as he expected...
'Muscular Riajuu? Damn, I wanted to see breasts, but not from a man...'
These were very obvious thoughts. 'This guy really doesn't change.' Micael looked into Issei's unfocused eyes, a faint smile appearing on his face. "Yo, we meet again."
"How is he?"
With Rias' voice coming from behind, he replied, his gaze focusing on the open wound that was continuously leaking blood. "As bad as being penetrated by a long, thick, cylindrical object with a pointy head can be."
His response in an ironic humorous tone did not come without reason, as he was curious to see what Issei was thinking until he had the idea of wanting to see breasts, and guess what, he discovered that the breasts he wanted to see were Rias's.
But he wasn't angry, he was amused, that was one of the consequences of dating a hot girl, you wouldn't be the only one attracted to her.
But it was that thing, just because he wasn't offended didn't mean he would leave it at that, he couldn't let Issei have that kind of thought happen around his girl, could he?
'For now, I'll leave that for later.' As Micael made up his mind internally, he heard a light laugh coming from Rias.
"Haha-This is no time for that kind of joke Micael."
He didn't need to turn around to see how she was trying to hide her laughter with her fist covering her mouth at that moment.
"It's okay, he'll live."
Responding to her, Micael moved his hand hovering just above Issei's stomach, noticing how Issei's eyes followed his movement.
"Hm." With that murmur, he felt Rias approaching him and stopping right behind, until he heard her say.
"Don't worry, rest for now, when you wake up, everything will be explained."
And after she said that, Micael saw how Issei's eyes slowly closed, his mind finally falling into unconsciousness.
Then, his hand hovering over his stomach glowed white faintly, beginning the healing process. He was curious to see if the Reverse Cursed Energy would have any adverse effects on a devil.
And while Micael paid full attention to the healing process, Rias behind him turned to the man in the suit who had just watched all of this in silence. "I didn't expect to see a fallen angel around here."
"From your red hair, I can guess that you are a Gremory, I imagine this is also your territory?"
The man in the suit replied in a cold tone. Rias met the man's gaze with a calm face as she crossed her arms. "Yes, and I imagine you've already realized that this boy is my servant."
The man looked at the half-dead boy on the ground, his eyes focusing on the other boy's glowing hand before returning to the Gremory girl. "Yes, and I apologize for that, if I had known he was your servant, I wouldn't have attacked him." The man said as he took off his hat, though his cold, distant tone seemed anything but apothelegic.
Rias heard those words said in that tone and couldn't resist snorting. "Hmph." She knew very well that if he knew who Issei's master was it wouldn't change anything, he would have killed him anyway.
Standing up from his crouched pose, Micael stood beside Rias as his focus turned to the man in the suit.
Rias at his side looked at him before shifting her focus to Issei on the ground, however, she found him still with the hole in his stomach, with the difference being that the blood was no longer coming out.
She looked back at Micael, intending to ask if he could heal him, but was answered before she could speak, Micael's voice echoing directly in her mind.
'I didn't heal him completely on purpose, just enough so he wouldn't die, and you can understand why.'
Despite the initial surprise that Micael had telepathy, Rias quickly understood what he meant, this act of his was to give a wrong idea of his real ability.
Since healing-related abilities were rare, demonstrating the ability to heal serious injuries in a short amount of time to a fallen angel would obviously be a very bad idea.
Following Micael's reasoning, Rias, without changing her expression, turned her gaze to the man in the suit as she asked, addressing Micael. "So?"
"He is stable, but it would be best if we took him for treatment as soon as possible." Micael said with his hands in his pockets, his gaze focused on the man in the suit and wondering if he was the one attacking Issei.
He didn't remember this guy specifically, he remembered there was a blonde loli and a blue haired woman working with Raynare, but he didn't remember if there was a guy in the mix.
What did that mean? Nothing really, it wasn't like he had much use for his metaknowledge, he remembered very little after all, but in the context of the situation, it supported his hypothesis about the original plot running its course.
Now, his thought process dictated that he give the same treatment he gave to Raynare, but he wasn't alone this time, so he asked Rias directly.
'What should we do? Should we kill him?' As he telepathically sent his question to Rias, Micael met the dark blue eyes of the man in the suit, which had been focused entirely on him since he stood up.
'...This situation is different from yours with the fallen angel woman, we can't just kill him.'
Receiving Rias's answer, Micael asked back, already imagining the possible cause. 'Why?'
'Because in this situation we can't use the excuse that you're just an uninformed human saving another human, if we kill him here, on my territory, it's guaranteed that one of their superiors will come and investigate and end up finding out.'
'Right, I had forgotten about that.' He finally understood her reasoning, reminding her of the fundamental difference between this situation and Raynare's.
Basically, with Raynare, he could claim to be an uninformed human when his contract with Rias was discovered, supported by Raynare's clear attempt to kill a human to obtain a Sacred Gear.
But now with this case, with Issei no longer being human and on top of that being Rias' servant, killing this guy couldn't receive the same excuse.
Mainly from what he remembered correctly and what Rias had said, the relationship dynamics between the three Biblical factions were quite sensitive, with him essentially remembering that they wanted to make a peace agreement or something.
So if they killed this guy here, some higher-up who just wanted an excuse to start an all-out conflict could use this, that a fallen angel died at the hands of a contractor of the Gramory house, specifically Satan's sister.
And yes, even in Raynare's case, the argument that he was an uninformed human was weak, after all, anyone could say he was lying, but that didn't matter to those with decision-making power in that situation, a simple excuse was enough.
In short, killing Raynare before could be excused because Issei was still human, but if they killed that man now, that could no longer be used as an excuse.
It was politics at its best.
'Huh, and to think that politics on the supernatural side would be as annoying as those on the human side.' Micael sent his thoughts to her, the irony was clear in his tone of voice.
'You have no idea.' It was possible to notice the tired tone with which Rias had this thought. 'Also, there is a possibility that this man is with that woman, and if that is the case, it is possible that she talked about you.'
'Yes, I thought about that possibility too.' Micael still maintained eye contact with the comparatively emotionless eyes of the man in the suit. 'That being the case, then go ahead and close the matter, you are the authority here.'
'Mm.' Responding in confirmation, Rias felt the mental connection of telepathy break as she spoke again.
This mental exchange between her and Micael lasted no more than three seconds thanks to the speed of thoughts, three seconds in which Micael and the man in the suit just stared at each other without changing expressions.
"Well, you already know that this boy is my servant, I won't charge you for what you did, so you can leave."
In reaction to Rias' words, the man looked away from Michael and looked at her, then, placing his hand on the hat on his head, he bowed slightly. "If that's the case, then I'll withdraw." Raising his head, his cold gaze directed at Rias as he smiled lightly. "But I advise caution, Gremory girl, you never know when your servants might encounter someone like me."
Rias narrowed her eyes at this veiled threat, but didn't let it affect her. "I appreciate the warning, Mr. Fallen Angel, but I also recommend caution, after all, you are on my territory."
The man continued to smile without responding, then looked away at Micael, his eyes conveying what seemed like mild interest and cold bloodthirsty desire. "As for you, human boy, be careful not to walk alone or you might end up bumping into me."
Now, if the threat against Rias before wasn't obvious enough, this one certainly was. Micael merely raised an eyebrow before replying. "I appreciate the warning, weirdo, but don't worry, it's not like you have the ability to do anything to me."
The man didn't seem to take Micael's words seriously, instead, his smile only widened, as if he found his words funny.
"I'm going to retire, have a beautiful night." The man said, lowering his hat slightly.
Shoosh—
Suddenly, two pairs of black wings emerged from his back, feathers falling slightly with the act. "Remember me, my name is Dohnaseek." Saying these words, his wings flapped lightly until he flew away, his figure quickly disappearing into the night sky.
And looking at the man called Dohnaseek who was flying away, Micael with his bright blue eyes and what seemed to be gears lowered his head and looked at Rias. "This guy is quite arrogant, even though he's weaker than you."
He took advantage of the moment the man flew away to use the All-Seeing God Eyes' ability to see aura, and he noticed that his aura was slightly smaller than Rias'.
However, from the beginning Micael could feel that this guy was stronger than Raynare even without seeing his aura, something like an instinct for constantly fighting against someone stronger like the Illusory Baki.
"It's light magic, although I can kill him effortlessly with my power of destruction, my weakness against light is still something easily exploitable by someone experienced enough, that must be the source of his confidence."
"Yeah, that makes sense." Nodding, Micael returned to Issei, reaching him and crouching down, he began to heal him completely.
Soon, the sight of Issei's stomach returning to its previous state as if it had never been pierced appeared, the only indicator of his injury was the pool of blood beneath him and the trail of blood from his mouth.
Rias watched this happen with curiosity and fascination, it was the first time she had seen Michael using his healing power and it was undeniably strong, his potential coming to the surface in her mind again. "That was pretty impressive."
"I think so too." With his work completed, Micael stood up and turned to Rias. "Shall we go back?"
"Yes, but I said I would explain what happened to him when he woke up, should I take him to the old building and put him in a guest room? It would be easier that way, even though he would wake up in an unfamiliar place." She responded with a slight tilt of her head, her eyes focused on Micael as she sought his opinion.
Micael met her gaze, then shifted it to Issei on the ground and seemed to think for a moment until he replied. "Leave it to me, I already know what to do."
"Okay." Rias easily agreed, as if he had resolved a similar situation before, he could do it again. "In that case, I'll go ahead, I'll be waiting for you." Stepping away from him, she smiled as she lightly waved her hand in farewell, the magic circle beneath her appearing.
"I won't be long." Micael nodded in understanding, watching as the magic circle activated and Rias teleported away.
Turning his eyes to Issei, he walked closer, watching the unconscious boy as he felt the feeling of déjà vu return. "Yeah, here we go again."
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Inside the Hyodou house, the atmosphere was peaceful, the sun illuminated the clear sky as it was early in the morning.
With Mr. and Mrs. Hyodou interacting peacefully downstairs, in Issei's room the atmosphere was equally peaceful.
The environment was serene, with the room's lighting coming from an open window, Issei slept peacefully in his bed, painting a usual scenario, that is, if it weren't for the extra presence in the room.
Standing next to Issei's bed was Micael, one hand in the pocket of his black school pants, his button-up shirt and black blazer on his torso as he wore his full uniform.
His other hand was on his chin as he thought about how to wake Issei up.
He had a somewhat perverse idea of waiting until the moment he would wake up on his own and then timing it to the moment Issei opened his eyes with him zipping up his pants.
It wouldn't be necessary to explain how this would make Issei completely uncomfortable, if not scared or traumatized, even more so considering what happened yesterday.
Since Micael obviously wouldn't bother explaining why he was doing this, it would only serve to fuel the possible trauma that Issei would have, but in the end, after thinking about it for a bit, he decided not to do it as funny as it seemed.
He just wasn't very interested in doing it, after all it was too gay for his taste, so he decided not to do it.
Lowering his hand, he moved it towards him with the intention of waking him up, but some words that Issei let out when Micael was about to touch him made him stop.
"Hehe...Gremory...senpai...hehe." Muttering while still unconscious, Issei said those words with a smile appearing on his face.
Seeing that clearly perverted expression appearing on Issei's face and hearing those words, Micael calmly raised an eyebrow. 'Seriously, man? You literally almost died yesterday.' Shaking his head slightly, he began to get the distinct impression that he was underestimating Issei's level of perversion.
Looking at him calmly, Micael had already changed his mind about not trolling Issei, with this guy apparently having a possible erotic dream about his girlfriend, there was no way he would let this go.
'Yare yare, I'm going to have to wake you up to reality today, aren't I?' Activating his power, a telapathy stronger than he had used so far came to the surface and with it, the recoil in his eyes in the form of intense pain and burning.
The telepathy he copied was that of Charles Xavier, the infamous Professor X, however, anything beyond superficial thoughts required a high level of power that his eyes did not have at the moment, even at the level of superficial thoughts it was a bit painful.
So yes, he was increasing the level of telepathy to the point where his eyes didn't start bleeding from the recoil, but they still hurt quite a bit and yes, all of this was to troll Issei.
Without delay, he began to do what he intended, entering Issei's mind, he didn't try to see what he was dreaming about so as not to end up killing him if it was something sexual, and what would he do? Well...
"Right now, three muscular oily black guys wearing only swim trunks appear around you..." Speaking calmly, Micael saw how Issei's brow twitched at his first sentence, his smile trembling as he began to look confused.
"The three black guys are flirting with you, asking you to go out with them and have some fun, they call you white chocolate..." Speaking calmly again, he watched as Issei's face twitched more tightly, his smile disappearing as he frowned.
"They say they know a game you'll like, they start to fondle you while saying it with perverted smiles, you find yourself unable to push them away..." Issei's face twitched harder as he shifted in bed. Micael could also see how beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
"In the end, they force you to kneel in front of them, and with them standing in front of you, their hands go to the waistband of your swimming trunks, you can only watch as they pull them down and..."
"AAAAHHHH!!!"
With a scream that seemed to come from hell, Issei woke up scared, his eyes wide as if he had seen the scariest thing in his life.
He took a deep breath as his hand clutched his chest, cold sweat gathering on his forehead as he muttered weakly. "This again..."
"What do you mean by this again?"
With that voice seemingly coming from nowhere, Issei was surprised and quickly moved to the side of the bed, leaning against the wall, looking in alarm in the direction of the voice.
However, upon seeing the owner of the voice, his mental state changed completely, going from being horrified by what he had dreamed to being taken aback.
"Muscular riajuu!?..." He exclaimed, completely in disbelief as he saw Micael inside his room. "What?...How..."
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