The afternoon sun hung heavy over Kuoh Town, casting long shadows across the academy grounds. Haruto lounged against a tree near the school gates, arms crossed, blond hair glinting like a beacon. He'd spent the morning dodging curious stares from students—his [Divine Charmer's Physique] made blending in impossible. Girls giggled behind their hands, guys shot him jealous glares, and he just soaked it up, smirking like the cat that got the cream. Three days in DxD, and he was already living the dream.
His latest haul—300 Lust Points—burned a hole in his mental pocket. The Sexual Gacha System had been quiet since yesterday's warehouse brawl, but he could feel it itching for another spin. [Seductive Glance] had been a blast, turning Akeno's teasing into a flustered mess, but he wanted more. More power, more flair, more fun. He was about to hit the roll button when a commotion snapped him out of it.
"Boobs! Boobs! Boobs!" The chant came from a trio of guys peering over the school wall, binoculars in hand. Haruto raised an eyebrow, recognizing the vibe instantly. The Perverted Trio—Issei Hyoudou and his cronies, Matsuda and Motohama. Canon was calling, and it was loud.
He strolled over, hands in his pockets, voice dripping with mock curiosity. "What's the show, fellas? Something worth the hype?"
The three spun around, caught red-handed. Matsuda, bald and brash, sputtered, "Who the hell are you, pretty boy?" Motohama adjusted his glasses, eyeing Haruto like a rival. "Yeah, what's your deal?"
Issei, though—the brown-haired, wide-eyed pervert king—grinned like they'd just found a new recruit. "Dude, you've gotta see this! The kendo club's changing, and the view's legendary."
Haruto chuckled, leaning against the wall. "Tempting, but I'm more of a hands-on guy. Name's Haruto, by the way. You're Issei, right?"
Issei blinked, thrown off. "Uh, yeah. How'd you know?"
"Lucky guess," Haruto lied, his red eyes glinting with amusement. He could've used [Lustful Whisper] to mess with them, but why bother? These idiots were chaos incarnate already. "So, what's the plan? Stare 'til you get caught?"
"Pretty much," Motohama said, unashamed. Matsuda nodded vigorously. "It's an art form!"
Before Haruto could roast them further, a sharp voice cut through. "You disgusting perverts!" The kendo club girls stormed out, bokken raised, and the trio scattered like roaches. Haruto sidestepped the chaos, laughing as Issei tripped over his own feet, narrowly dodging a wooden sword to the head.
"See ya, hero," Haruto called, waving as Issei bolted. That kid had no idea what was coming—Raynare, death, the whole Red Dragon Emperor gig. Haruto almost felt bad. Almost.
His phone buzzed—well, not his phone. The Gacha System had conjured one for him, sleek and glowing with its interface. A text from Rias: Clubroom. Now. Trouble. Short, sweet, and bossy. He smirked, shoving the device in his pocket. Time to roll the dice again.
The Occult Research Club was a buzz of tension when he walked in. Rias stood by her desk, arms crossed, her usual calm edged with something sharper. Akeno hovered nearby, her smile tight, while Koneko perched on the couch, cracking her knuckles. Asia fidgeted by the window, clutching her cross like a lifeline.
"Trouble?" Haruto asked, sprawling into a chair. "What's on the menu today, princess?"
Rias shot him a look but didn't bite. "A fallen angel sighting. Near the church on the edge of town. It's not one of ours, and it's too close to my territory."
Haruto's mind clicked—Raynare. Had to be. The timeline was lining up, and Issei's pervert antics earlier only confirmed it. "Fallen angel, huh? Sounds spicy. We crashing their party?"
"Yes," Rias said, her voice firm. "But we need to be discreet. If it's a scout, we can't tip off whoever's behind it. Haruto, you're with us. Your… talents might come in handy."
"Talents like these?" He flashed [Seductive Glance] at Akeno, just a flicker. Her violet eyes widened, a soft "Ara ara" escaping before she caught herself, fanning her face.
"Stop that," Rias snapped, though her lips twitched. Koneko muttered, "Pervert," and Asia blushed into her hands.
"Fine, fine," Haruto said, raising his hands. "I'll behave. Mostly."
The church loomed against the twilight sky, its steeple jagged and foreboding. Haruto crouched behind a crumbling wall with the peerage, the air thick with fallen angel energy—sharp, bitter, like ozone and ash. His charm aura brushed against it, recoiling slightly. This wasn't a stray devil—this was something smarter, nastier.
"Smells like trouble," Koneko whispered, her nose twitching.
"Smells like feathers and bad decisions," Haruto quipped, earning a glare. He focused, letting [Seductive Glance] sweep the area. No effect on empty space, but it'd be ready when they found their target.
Rias nodded to Akeno, who slipped forward, lightning crackling faintly at her fingertips. "I'll scout," she murmured, vanishing into the shadows. Haruto watched her go, appreciating the view despite the tension. Focus, man, focus.
A shriek split the silence—Akeno's voice, laced with pain. Haruto was on his feet in an instant, Rias and Koneko right behind. They burst into the church's courtyard, and there she was: Raynare. Black wings spread wide, her spear glinting as she pinned Akeno to the ground with a glowing tether of light.
"Fallen angel," Rias snarled, crimson power flaring. "Let her go."
Raynare laughed, sharp and cruel. "Oh, Rias Gremory. Didn't expect you so soon. This one—" she kicked Akeno's side, drawing a hiss—"was just a warm-up."
Haruto didn't wait. He charged, mid-tier strength propelling him forward like a bullet. Raynare's eyes widened as he closed the gap, swinging a fist at her jaw. She dodged, barely, her spear slashing at his chest. He twisted, the blade grazing his shirt, and grinned. "Missed me, birdbrain."
"Insolent—" Raynare started, but Koneko was already on her, a blur of fists pummeling her gut. Rias unleashed a blast of destruction, forcing Raynare to take flight, her tether snapping. Akeno staggered up, wincing but alive.
"Thanks, darling," she said to Haruto, her smile shaky but warm.
"Anytime," he replied, then locked eyes with Raynare mid-air. [Seductive Glance] flared, full force—ten seconds to throw her off. Her wings faltered, her sneer softening into something dazed. "What…?"
"Gotcha," Haruto muttered, leaping as Koneko launched him upward with a boost. He grabbed Raynare's ankle, yanking her down hard. She crashed into the dirt, stunned, and Rias finished it—a precise blast that knocked her out cold.
The courtyard went silent, save for their panting breaths. Haruto stood over Raynare, brushing dirt off his hands. "Well, that was fun."
Rias glared at the unconscious fallen angel, then at him. "You're reckless. Effective, but reckless."
"Reckless wins fights," he said, shrugging. Akeno leaned against him, her warmth distracting. "And it's terribly sexy, don't you think?"
"Focus," Rias said, but she smirked. Koneko huffed, "Show-off," and Asia rushed over, healing light already glowing. "Is everyone okay?"
"We're fine, Sister," Haruto said, softening for her. The Gacha System pinged, loud and triumphant.
Objective Complete: Neutralize the Fallen Angel Threat. Reward: 300 Lust Points. New roll available. Spin now?
Hell yes. The wheel spun—flames, a crown, a heart-shaped lock. It landed with a DING!
Congratulations! You've obtained: [Passionate Embrace]!
Effect: Your touch ignites a surge of energy, boosting an ally's strength or stamina by 20% for 5 minutes, or disorienting a foe with overwhelming sensation.
Bonus: +10% charm in close quarters.
Haruto's grin was downright feral. "Oh, this is good."
Back at the clubroom, Raynare tied up and stashed for interrogation, the mood was a mix of relief and wariness. Rias paced, her mind clearly on bigger threats—Azazel, Kokabiel, the whole fallen angel mess. Haruto sprawled on the couch, Akeno beside him, her teasing back in full swing.
"You were quite the hero out there," she purred, tracing a finger along his arm. He tested [Passionate Embrace], letting his touch linger—a faint pulse of energy flowed, and her breath hitched, eyes widening. "Oh, my."
"Oops," he said, pulling back with a grin. "New trick."
Rias caught it, frowning. "What are you, Haruto? That's not normal devil power."
"Trade secret," he said, winking. "Let's just say I've got a knack for surprises."
Koneko muttered, "Weird knack," but didn't press. Asia smiled, oblivious to the subtext. "You're amazing, Haruto. I feel safer with you around."
"Aw, you'll make me blush," he teased, ruffling her hair again. She giggled, and he felt a twinge—loyalty, protectiveness. These girls were growing on him.
As night fell, Rias dismissed them, her gaze lingering on Haruto. "You're in deep now. No backing out."
"Wouldn't dream of it," he said, standing. His total Lust Points hit 600—enough for two rolls if he pushed it. But he held off, savoring the rush. Raynare was just the start—Issei's death was looming, and Haruto was smack in the middle of it all.
He stepped into the cool night, smirking at the stars. "Let's see how many points I can rack up before the dragon wakes up."