It's been about a week since my last summon and I realized something. Both my servants don't leave the house unless instructed to. I plan on taking them out later, getting some food and going to a carnival or arcade or literally anything so they can see the outside world more. It reminds me of when my mom used to make me go out during summer. Being locked up in your room, playing games all day isn't really the ideal life my mom had envisioned for me. No point in reminiscing about the past though. Well, my plans are for this upcoming Saturday and I plan on giving them something to remember.
I plan on going shopping to get some new clothes for them because I can't let them go out in their current clothing. Also, I need to find a way to make sure Medusa doesn't turn anyone to stone because wearing Breaker Gorgon in public would make us stand out too much. I'm pretty sure normal glasses won't do what I want so I might just have to bring her outside and pray we don't raise any suspicion with the crowd. Maybe I'm just overreacting and they probably won't do anything.
Timeskip
I walked into class, sat down, and the teacher immediately started rambling about math again. Easy stuff. I had it done before half the class even figured out which page we were on. Japanese lit was next. The teacher made me read aloud. Great. I read the passage, clean and sharp, and suddenly half the girls looked like I'd just proposed to them. Fantastic. Exactly what I wanted, more attention. Honestly, I don't blame them though. Their standards for men their age are probably so low due to the minuscule amount of men that go to their school. I'm not going to lie, having someone like Issei and his squad come to your school is sort of like a blessing. Their standards for guys are so low that all you need to do is be a normal human being and they start flocking towards you.
English class was worse. I already speak the language. So while the teacher tried explaining the difference between "your" and "you're," I was busy doodling in my notebook. Science was just boring, not even necessarily difficult, but a snoozefest. Lunch break was next and Issei decided to walk up to me and asked me a question.
"Shirou, would you like to join us peeping on the tennis club?" I gave him a deadpan stare and just shook my head. I could tell the girls around us were muttering something incomprehensible about corrupting me, but the moment I shook my head, I could tell that a weight was lifted off their shoulders.
"Issei, if you were more subtle about your interests and didn't try getting a look at boobs any chance you get, maybe a girl would actually look at you like you weren't a complete degenerate," I said while looking down on him. "A pretty boy like you wouldn't get it," he shot back, puffing out his chest like he was about to give some grand speech. "Boobs are the essence of life, Shirou. You think normal guys don't care? Wrong. We men live for them. The curves, the softness, the—" I cut him off before he got too carried away. "Issei, you sound like a monk who traded enlightenment for cup sizes." He blinked, then grinned like I just proved his point.
"Exactly! I'm spreading the gospel of oppai!" The girls nearby groaned in unison. Some muttered about how hopeless he was. One even said she felt secondhand embarrassment just listening to him. I raised an eyebrow. "'We'? Hold on. What do you mean we? Like Nintendo Wii?" "No, Shirou, I mean all of us men—" "Us? You mean like the USA? I get that their gun laws are loose but I wouldn't really put them in that sor—" "NO, I mean like all of us men!" he yelled, face red. I smirked. "Yeah, I don't remember signing up for that. Good luck, though."
All the girls laughed at Issei's attempt at recruiting me, while he scurried back to his table, tail between his legs. I think my reputation with them went up after that. Not that I care, but it's nice not being lumped in with his circus act. History came next. Same boring memorization crap a always. Names, dates, wars I don't care about. PE was last. Fantastic. Running laps again. I barely broke a sweat. At least today was Friday, so I planned on getting different clothes for my servants.
The first store I went to looked like a fashion store. The clothes were insanely expensive, but some of them looked really good. I purchased two hoodies with a small logo on the right side of them. One hoodie was blue while the other was purple. The second store sold mainly hats, headbands, and caps. I bought a headband for Medusa to cover up the snake-like pattern on her forehead, but it was honestly up to her if she wanted to wear it. The third store sold jeans, mainly skinny jeans, and I bought a pair of tight skinny jeans so their figures would stand out. The last store sold shoes, and I bought them both Nike Air Force Ones. By the time I was done, I had four bags in hand: hoodies, a headband, skinny jeans, and a fresh pair of Air Force Ones.
On my way home, I found a particular sight. I spotted Issei standing awkwardly on the sidewalk. A girl was in front of him, cheeks red, nervously shifting from foot to foot. "I… I like you, Issei," she said quietly. I watched Issei get so ecstatic he looked like he would jump off the bridge he was standing on. I kind of felt bad for him. He just wants to get a girl, and some fallen angel will snake him. He's going to pull Rias though, so no need to worry. I stepped into the house, setting the shopping bags on the floor. "Alright, you two. Time to see what I got for you." Ushiwakamaru crossed her arms and inspected the bags. "Show me." I pulled out the blue hoodie first and held it up. She raised an eyebrow but didn't comment immediately.
"These are only clothes for our outing tomorrow. I plan on letting you choose what type of clothing you would like me to buy." "This is acceptable, Master," she said, "but I'm eager to see what clothing the shops can offer us tomorrow. One must always know their options." I pulled out the purple hoodie and another pair of skinny jeans and showed them to Medusa. She had a different response. She looked at the pair of jeans, then at me, and then back at me. "Master is such a pervert," she said while glaring at me, or at least I think she was. That noble phantasm makes it hard to tell. "Me a pervert? Never. Don't you see the bible in my room?" I said sarcastically. "Respectfully, you don't read that shit, Master." "So what I'm hearing is that you want a skimpy skirt and thigh highs?" I shot back teasingly. Medusa let out a long sigh and just accepted the clothes. "Well, that's good then. Now I can start cooking dinner."
Timeskip – Saturday
Today was supposed to be the day I finally take my servants out, but of course, Medusa had other plans. Yesterday she looked way too serious, and sure enough, the second I stepped into the yard, I got dragged into sparring. What was supposed to be some light practice turned into five hours of pure hell. The worst part? She wasn't pulling her strikes. Almost every single attack went straight for my crotch, like she was trying to delete my family tree before it even started. "Are you insane?! You're actually aiming down there on purpose!" I yelled after barely parrying another brutal kick. Her voice was calm, but her eyes were sharp. "A weak point is still a weak point. Protect it, or you'll lose it."
Easy for her to say when she's the one trying to cripple me. By the third hour, my arms were like lead, my legs trembling. By the fifth, I was running on fumes, only blocking on instinct. Ushi, of course, sat nearby watching with a smug grin, occasionally tossing out comments like, "Shiro-dono, if you can't keep your guard up, you won't survive a real battlefield!" "Forget surviving the battlefield, I'm not even sure I'll survive fatherhood after this!" I barked back, only to almost eat another low strike. When it finally ended, I collapsed onto the ground. Medusa looked down at me with a smug grin. "How are you feeling, Master?" she said in a mocking tone. "Medusa, why must you do this to me?" "I have no idea what you're talking about," she shot back.
I crawled to the bathtub and changed. I felt a lot more at ease. But due to my idiocy, I forgot to lock the door. This moment was perfect to get back at her. Medusa of all people. I could only tease her. She stepped in without hesitation, eyes flicking toward me in the bath. For once, I had the advantage. A wicked grin spread across my face. "Well, well," I said, leaning back lazily. "Didn't think you of all people would walk in here. You must really like seeing me vulnerable." She didn't flinch, just tilted her head and smirked. "You act like you're not enjoying this, pervy Master." I nearly choked on the water. She was right. I looked down towards my dick and back at her. It was getting harder. She left the bathroom while smirking. My confidence faltered. I sputtered, nearly choking on the bathwater. She turned and left without another word, the smug expression on her face saying more than anything else.
Timeskip – Sunday
Today was the actual day to leave the house with Medusa and Ushi. I need to think of names for them. Calling both of them Rider would get confusing and calling them "Medusa" or "Ushiwakamaru" would be extremely awkward. Both of them looked great in what I bought them. Their figures were practically accentuated by the jeans, and Medusa was still glaring at me. "Medusa, please don't kill me in my sleep," I said while trembling "No promises, Master," she said with an expressionless face.
The day started with a run down the streets, sun burning high overhead. Medusa and Ushi fell into step beside me, both crisp as razors in their new hoodies, slim jeans, and Air Force Ones. I don't think anyone noticed the eye covering on Medusa's face. I had been overreacting. The moment we stepped into the arcade, chaos erupted. Both Ushi and Medusa spotted the racing game at the same time and bolted, nearly colliding with each other. I barely had time to follow before they were side by side, slamming down on pedals like maniacs. Ushi's eyes sparkled with pure glee as she leaned into every turn, while Medusa, unnervingly calm but no less fierce, gripped the wheel with precise control. The game screen blurred under their speed, and I struggled to keep up, my own score a distant afterthought.
Next came the shopping district. I let them choose stores, and they eagerly browsed multiple shops. Ushi tried on every hat in sight, tilting each one for effect, while Medusa silently judged the sales clerks' fashion sense. By the time they were done, I was carrying three extra bags with hoodies, shirts, jeans, and shoes. Seeing them enjoy something so ordinary made me feel a little proud.
Lunch at a small café followed. Ushi immediately claimed the booth with a view of the street, ordering the largest dessert on the menu just to see me try to keep up. Medusa's order was a simple salad. I ordered a small sandwich.
By mid-afternoon, we found ourselves at a small carnival. Ushi practically dragged me onto a roller coaster, laughing the whole way, while Medusa observed from a safe distance, arms crossed, though the twitch of her lips suggested she was secretly amused. When they found the ring toss, they both threw with unnerving accuracy, snagging the stuffed prizes effortlessly while I missed repeatedly.
After all that, we started making our way back home. But we ran into someone beforehand. He didn't really see us, but I sure did, along with my servants. He was with the scheming bitch Raynare. I think my servants could practically smell the bloodlust radiating off her. "Master, would you excuse me for a bit?" Ushiwakamaru asked, on edge. "Yes, you may," I replied, "but don't interfere with Issei's date. I promise you, even if he dies, he'll be fine." She hesitated, eyes narrowing. "Are you sure, Master?" "Trust me," I said firmly.
Issei POV
Me and my date Yuuma were walking through the park, hand in hand. We stopped near a fountain. "To commemorate our first date, do you think you could do something for me?" she asked. "What is it you'd like?" I replied instantly, my face heating up. "Would you die for me?" The next thing I saw was black sludge coming off her and transforming into a skimpy outfit. She showed off the new outfit before pulling out a huge glowing lance. "Time to die." Before I could react, a spear was plunged deep into my gut and blood started oozing out of the wound. I lay there, blood gushing. Suddenly, the talisman in my pocket started glowing, and a red-haired beauty appeared. Before I could dwell on it too long, I blacked out.
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SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG, I'LL TRY RELEASING STUFF EARLIER. ATLEAST 3-5 CHAPTERS A WEEK. I WAS READING THE MANGA BUT I DECIDED TO START LOOKING AT THE ANIME BECAUSE THE ANIME HAS MORE DETAIL THEN THE MANGA. ACTUALLY I'LL JUST DO BOTH SO I CAN GET THE BEST PERSPECTIVE.