"So the guy we are looking for is supposed to be evil right?" Heather asked.
"That's right," I replied as we made our way towards the church in Kuoh. I could sense the alternate versions of my four most disappointing siblings inside.
"Are you sure? Because this town isn't on fire or anything like that. Does an evil guy really live here?" Heather commented. "Like, how do we know he's evil?"
"Because Lady Death said so…" I said as we reached Kuoh church's front door. I was getting a sense of deja vu. I realized I probably should have gotten some more details from Lady Death about my target. That's why I was here. The broker had sold me Raynare's location with almost no hesitation for only a few extra coins. I wanted to interrogate her to find out more about this world's Issei.
With a grin that I got to do this a second time, I raised my foot and kicked forwards. The rotten double doors blasted off their hinges and flew! There was a loud crash as they collided with the far wall and fell apart.
[I rate that door kick a solid 8/10]
Unlike the previous time I was here, the church was mostly empty except for four individuals who were all gaping at my entrance.
I frowned when I saw the four people. They didn't look anything like I thought they would. The four 'Fallen Angels' in front of me didn't look very Angelic at all actually… They looked like three regular human Japanese women and one man. All of them had the unmistakable aura of a Fallen Angel though…
"Weird…" I muttered as I walked in. Were these four not the same group I was looking for? Or maybe they were just created to look different here?
"Who the hell are you!? Why are you kicking in our door you moron!? You could have just walked in! It wasn't even locked!" One of the shorter women yelled at Heather and me. Both of us were taken aback by the language.
Heather recovered first and grinned cheekily! "Yeah, but then we wouldn't have had such a cool entrance."
I could recognize that foul-mouthed tone anywhere. "Mittelt?" I asked in confusion. The only Fallen I remembered that had a mouth like that was the blonde loli…
"Yeah, I'm Mittelt! Who the hell are you!? And where did you get such a beautiful vessel?" She asked. The other Fallen were all nodding along at her words.
"I must admit that I am jealous that you found such a perfect-looking human host." The man added. His eyes were raking up and down my form, and I was doing my best to not immediately stab him for it.
"…I'm Layla. And this is my own body…" I said. "What are you talking about?"
[Host, I think you're in a universe where Angels don't have physical forms. They can only walk around the Earth if they possess a human vessel. That's why that Fallen Angel Broker was ugly earlier.]
'What kind of 'Supernatural' knock-off crap is that!?' I exclaimed internally.
"You're body? But you feel like a Fallen like us?" The man asked.
"Hold on!" One of the other two Fallen women interrupted. "You're Layla!? You stole my Sacred Gear extractor from me! I had a great plan and everything to make us all some serious money!" I suspected this one was Raynare. It was really weird looking at some random woman's face and visualizing Raynare in my head.
I shrugged at the accusation. "I paid for it with my own money fair and square. It's not my fault your broke ass tried to buy it on credit!"
"Didn't you steal that gold you used earlier?" Heather whispered.
I did not respond to that question…
"Whatever…" Raynare scowled and crossed her arms. "What are you doing here anyway?"
"I want any information you have on Issei Hyoudou, the Red Dragon Emperor." I stated.
The four Fallen Angels all blanched, and their faces all turned pale. I raised a curious eyebrow. I wasn't expecting that kind of reaction.
"Ok! Now that's the kind of reaction I was waiting for. This guy must be pretty evil to have four Fallen Angels looking so scared." Heather said.
"You don't know the half of it, kid!" Mittelt said to Heather.
"What!? Why do you want to know about that lunatic? Why would you think we know anything about him!?" Raynare spat out.
"This is his hometown, isn't it?" Heather asked for me. I had given her a bit of a rundown on our target.
She knew that he was a shameless pervert in most realities who enjoyed peeping on girls and violating their privacy. He was also never punished for his actions which just emboldened him to try again and again. Heather was planning on hexing him immediately if he turned out like I described.
"This is his hometown!?" Raynare yelled out, panicked. "We've gotta get out of here then! He'll hunt us down and kill us all for encroaching on his territory! We were just here because Azazel detected another Vitra Sacred Gear holder lived here! We weren't expecting to deal with the Red Dragon Butcher!"
[Red Dragon Butcher? That's one edgy moniker right there!]
I was now officially lost with whatever was going on in this DxD universe… I watched from the side as the four Fallen started frantically running around at human speeds. They were quickly packing up all their items and personal effects scattered around the church. They didn't even put any of it in any magical spaces either. They just slipped it all in regular backpacks. Could they not use magic in those human bodies?
"We have a car parked around the back if you want to leave with us." Donaseek said to Heather and me.
"A car? Why not just teleport or fly instead?" I asked. I knew I hit another verbal landmine when all four Fallen turned and glared at me!
"Are you trying to be a bitch! You know damn well none of us can fly. All of our wings were burned away when we lost in the rebellion!" Mittelt exclaimed. Her scowl then changed, and she had a look of painful longing on her face.
"Burned away?" I asked. That sounded horrible! I couldn't even imagine such a thing being done to me. An Angel's wings were their identity! None of these four had their wings anymore? And they were all forced to live in human hosts!?
…This universe officially sucked.
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