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Morning.
I was still holed up in my workshop, my hands busy as I put the finishing touches on my latest project. But at the same time, I was also half-distracted—my other hand gripped a controller as I played Assassin's Creed Syndicate.
That's when inspiration struck.
Watching Jacob Frye effortlessly scale buildings using his grappling hook, an idea clicked in my head.
I could make that.
But not just any basic grapple hook—I could weaponize it.
A wide grin spread across my face as I immediately paused the game and got to work.
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The Next Morning
I had finally finished my prototype—a dual wrist-mounted grappling system with a built-in hidden blade attachment. I admired my handiwork, feeling a wave of satisfaction wash over me.
This is going to be so much fun.
Then—a knock on the door.
"Come in," I called, still adjusting the straps.
The door opened, revealing Kiba.
"Hello, Shiro," he greeted, stepping inside.
I glanced up briefly. "Sup."
Kiba shifted awkwardly, scratching the back of his neck. "I just wanted to apologize for the other day. I was out of line."
I shrugged. "No prob."
Kiba blinked. "Wait… you forgive me? Just like that?"
I nodded, still tightening the wrist mechanisms. "I mean, I don't really care. Not worth holding a grudge. Just don't get carried away again. I was confused as hell with what even happened."
Kiba sighed in relief, then his gaze shifted to my desk, where blueprints were scattered.
"What are you working on?"
I smirked. "Oh, just indulging myself."
Kiba leaned in, eyes narrowing at the intricate schematics. "You indulge yourself too much."
"Yep."
He gave me a flat look. "You're not even going to deny it?"
"Nope."
His eyes drifted to the finished devices on my wrists. "Is that… done?"
I nodded, flexing my fingers, testing the movement. "Just finished it, actually. Should probably get some sleep."
Kiba frowned. "Wait—you still haven't gone to bed?"
I scoffed. "What? It's like… ten?"
Kiba sighed, rubbing his temples. "Shiro. It's nine in the morning."
"…Oh."
For the first time, panic set in.
"Don't tell Koneko," I pleaded.
Kiba grinned mischievously. "I don't know… it'd be so easy to just let it slip."
I gave him a dead serious look. "I will haunt you."
"Fine, fine," he chuckled. "I got you. I won't say a word."
I let out a relieved sigh before strapping on my new gear. It was a perfect fit.
Then, out of nowhere—
"Hey, I've been wondering… just how strong are you?" Kiba asked, crossing his arms.
I smirked. "You really wanna know?"
He nodded. "Yeah. Give it to me straight."
I leaned back, folding my arms behind my head. "To be perfectly honest? I could take on your entire group and win. Easily."
Kiba's eye twitched as he sweatdropped. "…That bad, huh?"
"Yeah."
"Why, though?"
I sighed, shaking my head. "Look, Kiba, the thing about you guys is… you're all trained like your chess pieces."
"Huh?" He frowned in confusion.
I leaned forward, pointing at him. "Take you, for example. Your speed? Decent. But everything else? Crap."
Kiba grimaced. "That's harsh."
I shrugged. "Just facts. See, if someone distracted you for even a second, you'd get taken out. Your defenses are weak, and a sneak attack would end you in a real fight."
Kiba paused, deep in thought. Then, realization dawned on his face.
"Damn. You're right."
I grinned wickedly. "Don't worry, though. I'm gonna whip you into shape."
A chill ran down his spine. He had seen what I did to Issei on the way here.
Before he could respond—another knock at the door.
"Come in," I called.
The door swung open, revealing Koneko standing in the doorway, arms crossed.
"Breakfast."
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After Breakfast:
After we finished eating, I had eveShirone line up outside. However, Rias remained standing beside me, her arms crossed and an air of authority about her.
"Why aren't you in line?" I asked, arching an eyebrow.
She smirked. "I'm the King."
I narrowed my eyes. "That means about as much to me as a rat's ass—get in line, now!"
Her eyes widened in shock, and before she even processed it, she instinctively moved into formation alongside the others.
Damn, that was easier than expected.
Once eveShirone was in place, I began. "Alright. I already talked to Kiba about his weak points, but now we move on to Issei."
Issei visibly tensed, his face beaded with sweat.
"You're the weakest here," I stated bluntly. "But you have the most untapped potential."
He gulped. "W-Wait, really?"
I nodded. "You have the Red Dragon of Domination—the Boosted Gear. That thing lets you double your power every ten seconds. But here's the problem: if your body isn't trained to handle that power, you'll crumble under your own strength. Riser has a full peerage, and while we have quality, they have quantity. If you want to even stand a chance, you need to harness your raw emotions—the thing that fuels the Boosted Gear."
Issei's breath hitched at that.
"Once you learn to tap into that, even for just a minute, you'll become a force to be reckoned with."
His eyes hardened with determination.
"Now," I cracked my knuckles, "we're going to spar. Just me and you."
His face paled. "Wait—what?"
"Relax. I'll be holding back."
He sighed in relief. "Oh, okay. Then I got a chance!"
I grinned wickedly. "A chance… to land a single hit."
Issei's expression dropped.
"Summon your Sacred Gear."
Issei took a deep breath. "BOOSTED GEAR!"
With a flash of red light, his gauntlet materialized over his arm, the emerald gem glowing faintly.
"Good. Now start boosting."
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Seven Boosts Later
I watched as Issei's aura swelled with each passing second.
"Alright, now come at me."
He charged forward, throwing a punch aimed straight at my face. I tilted my head slightly, dodging with ease.
He threw another. Miss.
"Boost!"
I yawned dramatically. "Man, is this all the so-called 'Harem King' has?"
Issei gritted his teeth. "Shut up!"
He aimed for my chest, but I leapt over him, landing behind him smoothly.
"Boost!"
I smirked. "Girls love power. But that's the one thing you lack. At this rate, you'll never even get a girlfriend."
Rias looked ready to protest, but Akeno held her back, watching with intrigued amusement.
"Boost!"
Issei let out a frustrated growl and leapt into the air. "DON'T FUCK WITH ME!"
I sidestepped. He slammed his fist into the ground, cracking the earth beneath him. EveShirone's eyes widened in shock.
"Boost!"
I chuckled. "The boosts are getting quicker. That's good."
I leaned forward slightly, speaking just loud enough for him to hear. "Even now, your two perverted 'buddies' are probably getting laid, and here you are—can't even touch your own underclassman."
His entire body stiffened.
His face darkened in rage. "SHUT UP!!!"
Suddenly, the emerald jewel on his gauntlet flared to life—and a deep, powerful voice echoed in the air.
"[BOOSTED GEAR: SECOND LIBERATION!]"
A shockwave erupted from Issei, sending dust and debris flying everywhere. His power spiked drastically, and I could feel the sheer intensity radiating from him.
My eyes sparkled in excitement as I quickly used Observe.
[Observe:
• Name: Issei Hyoudou
• Race: Human/Devil
• Title: Perverted Trio Leader
• Fame: Pervert
• Sacred Gear: Boosted Gear
• Level: 16
• Strength: 56
• Endurance: 56
• Agility: 56
• Intelligence: 56
• Wisdom: 56
• Luck: 30]
I couldn't help but smile.
This was exactly what I wanted to see.
Issei's entire body shook with rage, his aura flaring wildly around him. His Boosted Gear glowed brighter, crackling with power as his gauntlet's emerald jewel flashed repeatedly.
Without hesitation, he thrust out his hand—gathering energy into a large, pulsating sphere.
"PISSED OFF DRAGON SHOT!!!" Issei shouted with rage.
Rias's eyes widened in horror. "Issei, NO!"
Too late.
The moment he launched it, a massive wave of destructive energy surged forward, aimed directly at me.
BOOOOM!
The impact sent shockwaves rippling through the training grounds, kicking up a violent storm of dust and debris. A deep crater formed where I stood, the ground scorched and cracked from the sheer force of the blast.
EveShirone stared in stunned silence, their expressions frozen in shock.
Except for one person.
Koneko crossed her arms, completely unfazed. A small smirk played at her lips as she spoke with absolute certainty.
"You all are about to see something pretty good."
As the dust began to settle, a shadowy figure emerged from the destruction.
I walked out of the blast completely unharmed, my clothes barely even singed.
My eyes gleamed with amusement as I turned to Issei, who looked like he had just seen a ghost.
"As I said," I stated calmly, dusting off my shoulders. "The Boosted Gear runs on pure, raw emotions."
Issei's jaw dropped open in disbelief. "W-Wait… you said all that—just to piss me off!?"
I flashed him a wide grin. "Yep."
Silence.
And then—
"YOU BASTARD!!!" Issei yelled, charging at me again.
I just laughed. This training was going to be fun.
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