Chapter 26

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(Y/N Pov)

Two years... that's how long I was gone with only being able to visit 3 times in total. And even then those times when I came back I was only here for twelve hours at most. Other than that, I've been going around both the earth and hell training along with building up my peerage. I was able to get my peerage surprisingly easy but I guess constantly being on the move does help. The most I stayed in one spot was for three weeks and the reason we did was that we had several serious injuries. We were doing a mission and a bunch of priests along with angels attacked which ended up with us getting injured. But using my big move quickly disposed of them even if I wasn't able to use the power at all for months. At the moment, I'm wearing some clothing I used to keep myself hidden while in hell. Mainly I didn't want to be recognized as an L/N since it could bring unwanted attention.

A/N - You currently have long hair as well

Arriving at the house I grew up in as a kid I have to stop and lots of memories flood my mind. From planting stuff with Grayfia, hanging out with Rias, and eventually hanging out with Rias's friends. The last one didn't happen often though. I'm about to start heading inside when I feel someone bump into my leg. Turning around I see a young boy with black hair and pink eyes staring up at me. Instantly I recognize the young kid as my nephew and Steph's oldest kid. Bending down I help him to his feet before standing back up.

Damien: Sorry sir, I was playing with my friend and didn't notice you.

Me: Don't worry. Where is this friend of yours?

He points to the trees where I see another young boy this time with red hair and red eyes. My nephew calls him over and I can instantly tell who he is. He's technically my nephew as I'm engaged to his aunt. Millicas makes it over and stands next to my blood nephew.

Me: Millicas and Damien, how are you both doing today?

Both their eyes widen surprised at the fact I know both their names.

Millicas: Um... how do you know our names?

Me: Wow. I'm hurt you don't remember me, especially you Damien.

I take off my hat and instantly both of their eyes widen realizing just who I am. I can't help but laugh at their faces as they both are kinda derpy.

Damien/Millicas: Uncle Y/N!

I bend down as both of them jump onto me with their arms spread out for a hug. Hugging them back I stand up easily lifting them up since they're both still small. Almost immediately they both begin asking question after question giving me no time to answer any of them.

Me: Calm down you two, I can't answer them all right now.

Damien: Sorry... but are you finally staying?

Me: Well I'm not staying at the house behind me. But yes, I'm no longer on my trip as it ended a few days ago. Just had some things to do before coming back.

Damien: Yay!

Setting them down I ask Damien where his grandma and Grandpa are to which he answers me that they should be in the living room.

Me: Thanks buddy, can I ask you two to do something?

Both of them nod ready for the "mission" I'm sending them on.

Me: Okay. Then if you don't tell anyone about me being back I'll be sure to tell you tons of stories from my trip. Deal?

Damien/Millicas: Deal!

I rub their heads before standing up and tell them to go back to playing which they do happily. Meanwhile, I continue what I was gonna do before being run into, making it to the door it seems a lot smaller than before but I did grow a few inches so that's probably the reason. Getting inside a lot more nostalgia hits me even if it's only been two years. But knowing I need to let my parents know I'm back I focus on heading to the living room. Damien was right as I see my parents both sitting on the couch, but there are some extra guests that I was gonna meet with later. It's all my siblings with someone who has no clue I'm related to her, it's Steph's second kid. I smile as I knock on the door and hear my mom tell me to come in. But I don't as I decide to play a little prank on whoever answers the door, so I keep on knocking. My mother keeps telling me to come in but I don't. Finally, the sound of her footsteps coming closer is heard making me smile. She swings the door open clearly kinda angry.

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