Yo! It's me, Issei, now officially a devil!
I've been reincarnated as a devil under Rias Gremory, a High-Class Devil. I was revived as one of her Pawns—and ever since, I've been assigned devil duties.
And by "duties," I mean… delivering flyers. Yep, that's all I've done so far.
Night after night, I peddle around on my bike, stuffing flyers with a simple magic circle into mailboxes across town.
It was a lot more painful and monotonous than it sounds.
…But you know what? Once you've got a goal, even that kind of grind isn't so bad.
According to President, devils have ranks—and even reincarnated devils can earn a noble title with enough effort.
Meaning, even a Low-Class Devil like me has the potential to become High-Class and earn my own servants!
"If you play your cards right, you could live the dream life surrounded by adoring girls."
That little comment from President was all the motivation my perverted heart needed.
Yeah, I originally became a devil to protect my family.
But c'mon—it's a long road, this devil life. You need some kind of dream to keep pushing forward.
So I decided on mine:
I'm going to become the Harem King!
I want a harem. My very own harem!
Come on, I've dreamed about this since forever! Back in sixth grade, I even wrote "I want a harem!" for my Tanabata wish and my Christmas letter!
…Of course, it never came true.
I thought it was a hopeless dream…
Even in another world, I never got the chance.
But now... now things are different.
The opportunity I've waited for my whole life is finally here.
No way I'm letting this chance slip through my fingers!
…Okay, I mean, there's more to it than that.
Being High-Class also comes with privileges—enough to protect my family better too.
So for now—
"I'm gonna become the Harem King!"
With that noble (and totally pervy) ambition, I power through another night of flyer drops on my bike.
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About ten days after becoming a devil…
"Issei, I think it's time for you to start handling Contracts," said President.
"Contracts?" I blinked.
"Yes. You've gotten used to flyer duty, and I think it's the right time."
Seriously!?
Yes! Finally! No more boring flyer runs!
Now we're talkin'—this is the real job of a devil!
I'll land some big contracts, make a name for myself, and climb the ranks to become a High-Class Devil!
"You got this, Ise-nii!"
That cheerful voice cheering me on? My little sister, Miyu.
Yup, Miyu joined the Occult Research Club too.
The day after I became a devil, President came to explain everything to my parents—no sugarcoating. She told them what happened, and what it meant for our family going forward.
At first, Mom and Dad were understandably shocked. I mean, their son's a devil now. But they were impressed by President's sincerity and even bowed their heads in thanks, asking her to take care of me.
That's when Miyu said she wanted to join the club. She was worried about me, and she'd always been curious about the supernatural to begin with.
Of course, President happily welcomed her.
So now, the Occult Research Club's members are:
Club President Rias Gremory, Akeno-san, Kiba, Koneko-chan, me… and Miyu.
Anyway, back to the present.
"We just got a request for Koneko, but she's out on another job," President said. "Issei, do you mind filling in for her?"
Sweet! I get to cover for Koneko-chan? That's a big responsibility—can't mess this up!
"Leave it to me, President!"
"Thanks, Issei. Akeno?"
"Ready when you are," Akeno-san smiled. "We'll be sending Issei-kun over using this teleportation circle. Please stand in the center."
I took my place at the center of the magic circle she created, heart pounding.
My first actual devil summon. Kinda nervous...
What should I say when I meet the client?
"Speak your wish, and it shall be granted," or something like that?
Oh man, I hope the client's a beautiful older woman.
Maybe she'll say, "You can do whatever you want with me if you grant my wish…"
—Guhaha…
I was just getting lost in my fantasy when the teleportation circle lit up.
"Issei. Remember to be respectful to the client, okay?"
"Good luck!"
"I got this, President! I'm heading out!"
And with that, I was surrounded by light and teleported to my client's location.
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When I opened my eyes, I found myself in a pretty clean room.
The client was—
"Uh, who're you? I requested Koneko-chan."
A slim guy with glasses—yep, definitely shouted "otaku."
"Ah, I'm Hyoudou Issei, from the House of Gremory. Koneko-chan's busy with another job, so I'm here in her place…"
"Change."
"Whaat!? You serious!?"
Brutal! This guy just rejected me on sight!
"Hey! I specifically asked for cute little Koneko-chan! Why the hell did a guy show up!?"
Ugh…
Okay, I gotta admit—if our positions were reversed, I'd probably say the same thing.
But that doesn't mean I'm backing down.
"I get how you feel, but I'm a totally cute devil rookie, too! That's gotta count for something, right!?"
"Like hell it does! I'm gettin' a cross, I swear to god!"
"Let's not joke about stuff like that, okay!?"
"I'm not joking!"
Damn! This is going nowhere. Dude's gonna kick me out at this rate.
Gotta change the subject. Think, think...
That's when I noticed the bookcase—packed with manga.
Among them was… Drag So-Ball.
Hold on—this guy has special editions, even a figure of the main character!
He's clearly a superfan!
"I… can perform the Dragon Wave."
"…What did you just say?"
His eyes went wide.
Bingo!
"You better not be messing with me! Us Drag So-Ball fans don't joke about Kamehameha! I trained every day back in school! We're the real deal!"
"Oh, I get it. I used to practice all the time behind the school, too. Now, watch—my Kamehameha!"
I opened the window, took the Drag So-Ball stance, gathered energy using my Rengan Keikikou… and fired my strongest blast!
"Kame Kame Ho!"
A huge aura surged from my palm and shot into the sky!
Look! Witness the glory of the real Dragon!
When I turned around—the guy was sobbing.
And I mean really sobbing.
"To think… I'd actually see a Kamehameha... sniff… I'm sorry I doubted you, Mister Devil! I'm so moved right now… Please… teach me the Kamehameha!"
Dude got on his knees and bowed his head to me.
Honestly, before I went to the other world, I probably would've done the same.
That thought made something warm stir inside me.
I put my hand on his shoulder.
"Of course! Let's train together, partner!"
And just like that, I made my first contract—with the client, Mr. Morizawa.
We ended up talking about Drag So-Ball all night.
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The next night, I got another request.
When I materialized via teleport circle—
I was met by a guy with a body that screamed "post-apocalyptic warlord."
And that wasn't even the weird part.
...He was wearing a frilly, cutesy magical girl outfit.
What the hell!?
This guy's look and clothing just disagreed on a molecular level!
Why a magical girl costume!?
Why cat ears!?
Is this a joke? A dare!?
I wanted to believe it was a prank.
But then the guy—no, this beast of a man—spoke:
"Mil-tan wants to become a magical girl, nyo."
…...What?
......…
.........…
"Sorry, what?"
Did this muscled menace just say… "Make me a magical girl"? And his sentence ended with "nyo"!?
Please let me have misheard that.
Let's double-check—maybe it was something else.
"Sorry, didn't catch that. Could you repeat—"
"Devil-san!"
BWOOOOOOM!
WHOAAAA!?
What the hell is this pressure wave!? Just from his voice!?
The windows literally shattered!
"Mil-tan wants to become a magical girl, nyoooo!"
Nope. Definitely didn't mishear after all.
A magical girl!? You?! You look like the freaking Demon King!
Your aura alone feels stronger than Sirius's!
Are you even human!?
Answer me, Mil-tan!
"S-So… a magical girl?"
"That's right, nyo."
"Uh… W-Why do you want to become one?"
I was dying to know the reason.
And then Mil-tan showed me a DVD.
It was Milky Spiral—the magical girl anime. I'd seen it before.
N-No way...
"Mil-tan was inspired by Milky, nyo. I trained to gain magic power, but it didn't work, nyo. So now I'm asking you, Devil-san, for help, nyo."
Uh… Honestly, you seem plenty strong without magic. Like, can't you solve most problems with brute force?
Mil-tan insisted on starting with the basics.
So that night, I watched the entire Milky Spiral series.
And I gotta say—it's a solid show… but having a huge, muscle-bound guy passionately narrate every scene beside me made me question everything.
I seriously reconsidered becoming a devil.
Still, I taught him the basics of energy manipulation, and he gladly formed a contract with me.
Apparently, he liked me so much that he said he'd always request me from now on.
As payment, he gave me… a book.
He said he got it when fighting an evil organization.
When I showed it to President, we learned it was an ancient grimoire containing forbidden spells.
The entire club freaked out—but that's a story for another time.
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The next day after school—
"Nicely done, Issei. Two contracts on your first go." President smiled.
"Ahaha… thanks."
Yeah, being praised feels good… but I wish the clients were just a bit more normal.
"But…"
Wait. President frowned and furrowed her brows.
Uh-oh. Did I screw something up?
"B-President, did I mess up?"
"Not exactly. But the feedback you got was… almost too good."
Feedback?
Oh, right. I had both Morizawa-san and Mil-tan fill out those evaluation forms.
Didn't check what they wrote…
President started reading them aloud.
"Here's the first one: 'Meeting him changed my life. I absolutely want to continue learning from him. Let's chat again soon!' Did you teach him something, Issei?"
"Uh… just a few techniques from the manga, is all…"
"Manga techniques… Try not to teach humans anything too extreme, okay?"
Haha… it was just muscle training and meditation, really.
Next.
"And the other one's the muscle-bound magical girl fan: 'He listened so sincerely, nyo. I'm so glad I met him. Please work with me again, nyo.' …'Nyo'?"
"Please don't focus on the 'nyo', President. You'll drive yourself crazy."
"R-Right… I'll try to ignore it. I'm really curious what kind of person this is, though…"
Please don't ask. For your own sanity.
"Well, devils shouldn't get too cozy with humans… but you're off to a promising start. Keep it up, Issei."
"Yes, ma'am!"
Alright! I'm gonna keep raking in contracts—and rise through the ranks to become a High-Class Devil!
And then… the Harem King is next!