Human World, Japan, Kuoh.
After school, about fifteen minutes after the last bell rang, the perverted trio made their way to the MMA training hall. Along the way, they made sure to check out all the girls walking from the school building. As they arrived, they caught sight of three of the school's most beautiful girls. The first, a second-year girl with flaxen hair and blue eyes, Flora Nanadan. The second was a girl in their year with light purple hair and light blue eyes, Shirayuki Mizore. The last, also in their year, a girl with long silver-white hair and red eyes, Moka Akashiya.
When they arrived, naturally the three girls noticed them and smiled. Their smiles were not filled with joy, however. Instead, they were filled with a bit of malice. And when they looked at Hyoudou Issei, there was a bit of curiosity mixed with the aforementioned malice.
"Hey, look, they're smiling at us!" Matsuda said excitedly.
"Yes, they are." Motohama said while adjusting his glasses. "Their smiles don't look too friendly, though. Especially the short one."
"Uh, Matsuda, Motohama, do their smiles look a bit... scary?" Issei asked skeptically.
In response to Issei's question, the other two perverts examined the girls once again. When they did, they could not help but shiver. Upon looking closely, they saw the illusion of oni hovering behind the three girls.
"You know, expulsion doesn't sound so bad right now." Matsuda said in fright.
As the other two nodded in agreement, although they did not notice when, the three girls had approached until they were right in front of them.
"It's too late for that." Flora said playfully. "If you back out now, your cases will go directly to the law."
Hearing that, the trio shuddered.
"Ha ha, we were just kidding." Issei said awkwardly while wiping the cold sweat from his brown.
"Tch!" Mizore clicked her tongue in disappointment.
"Now, now, Mizore." Moka said while patting the shorter girl on the shoulder. "Everyone deserves the chance to turn over a new leaf, right?"
"If you say so." Mizore said, clearly in disagreement with the trio joining the MMA club.
"Anyway, I'll take you three inside to fill out the club application forms." Flora said with a smile. "Also, because this is a sports club, you'll have to get a permission slip signed by your parents. That shouldn't be a problem to get, though. From what I was told, the school has already contacted them."
Once again, the perverted trio shuddered. They could only imagine the trouble they would be in when they got home. As they were imagining their parents' angry and disappointed faces, Flora, Mizore, and Moka turned around and walked toward the entrance of the MMA training hall. A beat later, the perverted trio followed.
When they entered the hall, the trio was amazed at all the state-of-the-art training equipment. Not giving them much time to admire, Flora led them toward the captain's office. Meanwhile, Mizore and Moka made their way to the ladies' locker room. In the captain's office, Flora handed them two forms each, the first, the club application form, they filled out right after they received them. The second, the permission slip, they put in their school bags. When Flora received the three completed forms, she smiled and spoke.
"Now that that has been taken care of, we'll have you observe the club activities for today." Smiling at the trio, Flora continued. "Although getting the permission slips signed is a foregone conclusion, the rules say that you can't participate in club activities until you come back with the slips signed."
"Understood." The three boys said and nodded in unison.
With that, Flora led the boys back into the hall. When they arrived, she introduced the various facilities and their uses to them. Although they were impressed by the facilities, the trio's gazes naturally lingered on the girls. At that moment, most of the members of the club were warming up. Seeing the girls in the club stretching and hopping around in their sports bras, spats, and all-around tight-fitting clothes, the perverted trio were close to losing their minds. Until the sound of a loud impact pulled them back to their senses.
*Bang!* *Bang!* *Bang!*
Redirecting their sight to where the sound originated, what they saw was a tall, muscular, caramel skinned boy striking a heavy bag. With every punch, kick, elbow strike, and knee strike, the bag swung vigorously. Just imagining taking a blow like those, the trio felt their knees growing weak.
Noticing where the trio was looking, Flora smiled sweetly. Then she spoke to the frightened younger boys.
"That is our captain, James Alaverus." Flora said, gesturing to James who was putting on a show to intimidate the new members.
"Holy shit." Matsuda muttered under his breath.
"Is that for real?" Motohama asked, referring to the force with which James was hitting the heavy bag.
"Is he even human?" Issei asked in terror.
'If you only knew.' Flora thought to herself as she giggled at Issei's question.
"Hey Captain, our special guests are here!" Flora shouted.
As her words echoed across the training hall, many gazes, either curious or disgusted, landed on the perverted trio. At the same time, James landed his last blow, a roundhouse kick, on the heavy bag, which caused the chain holding it up to strain. After that, Mizore handed him a towel. As he wiped the sweat from his face, James made his way toward Flora and the frozen trio of perverts.
"Hey guys. It's nice to meet you, I'm James Alaverus, captain of this club." James said with a friendly smile after reaching in front of the boys.
"Ma... Ma... Matsuda."
"Motohama..."
"I'm Hyoudou Issei."
Out of the three, Issei was the least affected by the little show James put on. He was unsure of why that was, though. James on the other hand, raised an eyebrow at Issei. He was having a conversation internally, though.
'Hey, Ddraig... Is that?" James asked his closest ally.
'[Yeah, that brown-haired kit has a tiny amount of dragon aura.]' Ddraig replied, clearly interested.
'Does that mean the unawakened [Sacred Gear] in his soul is of draconic origin?' James asked curiously.
'[I believe so.]' Ddraig said, after pausing briefly to think he continued. '[I want to know what kind of [Sacred Gear] he is hiding.]'
'Well, it's my job to observe him, anyway.' James said, shrugging internally.
As James finished his conversation with Ddraig, the perverted trio was able to come out of their stupor. Noticing this, James spoke to them once again.
"So, I'm sure I don't need to explain why you're here." James said with a friendly smile. Not losing that smile, James continued. "Like you were probably told, if you try peeping on the girls in our club while they are changing, you get to spar with me until that idea dies."
The trio's eyes widened in terror at the thought of sparring with the human shaped weapon standing in front of them. Before they could recover, still with that same friendly smile, James continued once more.
"Oh, and you may or may not have noticed, but I said when you try peeping, not if you get caught trying to peep." James said, then with his expression turning solemn, he continued. "I will know if you try to peep. That's a fact you should never doubt."
The trio were terrified. Instinctively, they knew he was telling the truth. That fact scared them even more. On top of that, Issei would have sworn he saw the line of pink around James' pupils glow for an instant. Before they could collapse from fear, they heard Flora giggle next to them. Turning their attention to her, she spoke.
"James, I think you've scared them enough." Flora said while still smiling. "Even though what you said was true, if you scare them too much none of the girls will get to see you beat them up. Oops, I mean spar with them."
"Is it too late to choose expulsion?" asked the perverted trio in unison.
"Yes." James and Flora answered simultaneously with the friendliest smiles either of the boys had ever seen.
===One month later===
James, Rias, and Sona were once again seated in the Student Council office. Along with them were Rias and Sona's [Queens], Akeno and Tsubaki, respectively. This evening, they gathered to discuss Hyoudou Issei, who had stuck with the MMA club. Unfortunately, For the last month, none of the members of the perverted trio had tried to peep on any of the girls in the club. Something that everyone was surprised about, even James.
Unfortunately, Matsuda and Motohama bet on the fact that James' perception did not reach outside the MMA training hall. And unfortunately, they lost that bet. One day before Golden Week, the duo fell into their old habits and tried to spy on the girls' kendo club. Shortly after they began, James appeared behind them and dragged them to the Student Council office without mercy or hesitation. Later that day, the police were called, and the duo were expelled.
Issei on the other hand, had an instinctive fear of what James was capable of. So, instead of playing any tricks, he did his best in club activities. As he did, he noticed some things that he could not ignore. First, as he stopped doing things like he used to, his reputation began to improve, slowly. Second, as he trained with the MMA club, his physique improved, which in turn made girls glance at him more often. Then one day, James asked him why he came to this school. Issei, without thinking answered that he wanted a harem. James then smiled in a way that all men could relate to. After that, James took issei under his wing, and Issei's behavior changed for the better from that day on. Although, seeing Issei getting smacked upside his head whenever his perverted thoughts would leak from his mouth was quite a common occurrence.
"So, what's your opinion of the boy?" Sona asked James while adjusting her glasses.
"To be honest, I was surprised." James said while shaking his head. "His instincts for danger are pretty strong. And his tenacity is something to be praised."
"Oh, is it really?" Rias asked with interest.
"Yeah, after I told him that I would train him personally." James said. Then he paused to laugh as he remembered the terrified face Issei put on. After his laughter died down, he continued. "After that, I started training him with increasing intensity. As of now, he's already starting to train with the intensity that could increase a low-rank being's physical strength."
"Seriously?" Sona was surprised at the revelation. "How has his body not broken down yet?"
"I'm good at what I do." James said without shame while wearing a smug smile.
"And what about adding him to a peerage?" Rias asked excitedly.
"Well..." James stopped to think for a moment while stroking his chin.
"You still look like an old man when you do that." Rias said with a giggle.
"Shut up." James said after being broken out of his contemplations. "I think he would be better suited to Rias' peerage rather than Sona's."
"Why?" Sona asked. She was not angry or disappointed, though.
By now, there have been a few more new members added to the Student Council. Of course, she has her eye on a few of them. If everything goes well, Sona will have three new additions to her peerage.
"Issei acts too much on instinct and emotion to be a good fit for your peerage, Sona. James explained calmly. "Based on the qualities that Tsubaki and Reya possess, you place more emphasis on tactical thinking than pure power."
Sona nodded her head to James' assessment. James had more to say, though.
"Although, tactics and strategies are important in battle." James said in a solemn tone. "Against absolute power, they mean nothing."
Sona frowned at the statement. Even though she did not agree, she did not immediately dismiss his advice.
"Anyway, Rias, I suggest you have someone observe him for a while." James said as he turned toward the crimson-hair beauty. "Just because he is more suitable to join your peerage, doesn't mean he would mesh well with them. It could destroy your peerage from the inside if they can't work well together."
"Hmm." Rias tapped a finger on her chin as she thought. "I guess I should bring in Koneko and Gasper. They should be enough to observe him for a while."
"If that's all, I'm going home." James said while stretching. "I'm kinda hungry."
*Growl!*
"So is Rias, I guess." James said while smiling teasingly at the red head with a red face.