Allen Walker In DxD (Highschool Dxd Fan-fiction) - Chapter 3

<Meanwhile, in a particular school club>

We can see a beautiful young woman, with a voluptuous figure, a light skin tone, blue eyes, and crimson hair. her most distinctive feature is her long crimson red hair that reaches to the thɨġhs, with a single strand of hair protruding at the top. Occupying the uniform of the Kuoh academy drinking tea quietly talking with her servant or like her and her devil house likes to call them “her family” until she tells him how is the certain boy that she was speaking.

Koneko: “Ahem! he looks a bit like your older brother ” she says with a voice between insecure and chuckling, only to receive the best possible response:

Rias: Pfttt! * spitting the tea from her mouth screams shocked “What! … is like my Oni-sama!?” getting up a little excited with the new information that the white-haired girl gave her “Are you right Koneko? …, no, more important is that you come quickly to the club to continue talking in person. ”

tried to remain calm by sitting down again without taking a significant issue to a confident dark-haired girl who was in front of her, who was looking at her with a frowning eye pulling out a towel who knows where to dry off the tea that was all over her face.

Koneko: “Hai” responds to cut the call then. taking a long sigh from the other side of the line, only to notice the person who was in front drying her face looking between her eyes between closed while Rias has a drop of sweat watching what happened to her best friend and sister.

Rias: “A-Akeno I’m so sorry, Koneko surprised me with what she told me.” apologizing quickly for her mistake.

Akeno: “Ara ara, Rias I did not think it would surprise you so much just with a boy who has the same personality as your brother, and that you do not even know, and you screw up fufufu.” comments the brunette girl bothering her while smiling happily at the possible future misfortune of her best friend.

Rias: sigh “Yes, he got it, although Koneko catches my attention, she is not like that, not even casual encounters with boys, most of them she would ignore them or hit them, so they do not get close to her.” she says thinking with her eyebrows furrowed to stop thinking about it and leave it in the corner of her mind.

Akeno: “Ara ara, then we will see how is that boy who made our little kohai break her shell without expression that always keeps, do not you think Rias?” She says.

Rias: “Yes, you’re right …” she replies after thinking it over.

<Meanwhile a specific apartment on the top floor>

We can see a certain white-haired boy with stars in his eyes just seeing his new home, three bedrooms, two bathrooms, a living room, kitchen and dining room without also having the beautiful view that can see through the windows. Running like a small child with a new toy, investigating what is inside him only to agree very happily with his new acquisition only to listen to two familiar mental voices:

Restia / Est: [childish] comments monotonously both

Allen: “What! But look at our new apartment! It’s big, a long kitchen, a great atmosphere for the three of us! “He tells them both childishly to receive a tired sigh from them.

Restia: [Anyway, Allen, you have to be careful remember that we can not help you both since we exhaust almost all our spiritual power against that being that cliché sounds, he wanted to conquer the world, we can only materialize, but not as swords. So you will have to occupy the sword that your master left you in that world of pirates if something terrible happens to you] she tells her beloved since for more she would like to materialize as his sword could not until a good rest of weeks or maybe months.

Allen: “the sword that my teacher left me …” he begins to remember a certain sword with more than two meters long, with a dark blade bright as the night ornamented with the cross-shaped hilt with a single edge

[A / N: nice sword, right? You guys must have recognized it already]

Allen: “I understand, I will take care of myself, but as I remember that there will only be fallen angels of low status for the moment.

Although I do not know if we will have created a buŧŧerfly effect with our arrival in this world” he says something nervous only so that our two spirits stay silent and then remind him of an essential fact:

Restia: [Beloved … I do not know if you remember that so much with the teachings that your teacher gave you, plus what that old witch did not teach you too?]

In a particular world, a confident gray-haired woman sneezes.

To continue commenting [Or do you not remember when practically with a simple cut you divided that great building as it was called? Marineford?]

Est: [mmh, Allen strong] also comments monotonously

Allen: “… eh? What? “He responds without taking more importance as he was looking at the kitchen thinking about what kitchen.

Restia / Est: [nothing] they say monotonously

Allen: “Oh! So, girls, what do you think if we’re going to buy to cook what do you want to eat? “He says to both of them smiling to get the answers he expected.

Restia: [Italian food?] Answers anxiously.

Allen: “Sure! Your wishes are orders “he replies with his patented smile, but he remembers some unfinished business” ah, but girls, we need to go to the academy, you know … to go to sleep … ahem! To study, Yes! To study, will they also go as students? Or will they accompany me as they always have when they do not want to do something? “He asks with a raised eyebrow at both whiles in his mental space we see two girls with a face without expression, but we can see that they are sweating bullets to then answer:

Restia / Est: [we will accompany you as always] responding without shame to get a sigh from the white-haired boy

Allen: Anyway, we should go to the academy first and then go and buy things to live here, there we go! “He responds chuckling then smile and leave his apartment without hearing the voices of the girls.

Restia / Est [He never changes, right? I hope he manages to be happy here and stop seeing his important people disappear without being able to do something …] [now he’s strong, he can defend what he wants] she replies monotonously, but with a trace of sadness for the boy.

Restia / Est [Allen …]