Issei Hyoudou, a "Perfectly Average" student [HIATUS]

Volume 1, Chapter 9 - The First Chess Game: START!

[Ddraig talking]

[(Ddraig thinking)]

[[Ddraig talking to Issei telepathically]]

{Albion talking}

{(Albion thinking)}

{{Albion talking to Vali telepathically}}

- Technique being used -

"Talking"

"(Thinking)"

"SHOUTING OR ANGRY"

"Serious"

<Talking through a phone or communication circle>

#Text communication, text message, message app#

Cover art credit: A screenshot from the video of Olhos Vazios - Novatroop

CW: Sexual scene, there will be an additional content warning just prior to the section, followed by a notice that the content warning section has been passed.

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Issei's POV:

Inside a dark church

A loud melody plays, reverberating throughout the empty room. I can hear the sounds of sobs coming from male voices nearby, wailing mournfully. I didn't understand what was going on. I don't remember coming here in the first place. I turned around to see Matsuda and Motohama, the source of the mournful cries, behind me. Both of them dressed up in fancy black tuxedos looking at me with pained faces. Tears, like usual, streamed down Mastuda's face, making him look rather unattractive. Maybe that's why no girls show any interest in you, Matsuda... you're a really ugly crier. Tears also streamed down Motohama's face, though his glasses made it hard to see his, presumably, deeply red and bloodshot eyes as he stared at me.

Matsuda: "Damn it! This isn't possible!" Matsuda shouted through his tears, his voice audibly cracking under the stress on his voice.

Motohama: "This has to be some kind of mistake!" Matsuda cried out

I was confused. They were talking to me, I'm pretty sure. There's no reason for them to be acting this way if I'm alive, right? Realistically... at least.

Issei: "What? What are you guys talking about?" I asked. It was as I raised my hand to emphasize my point that I also saw the clothing I was wearing. A finely made tuxedo. I couldn't remember the last time I wore something so stuffy, was it my trip to New York? Beyond that, where did this tuxedo even come from? I don't have anyone who I can borrow one from besides Matsuo-san, but he's smaller than I am... much less than owning my own tuxedo. "Huh? Why am I wearing this?"

Matsuda: "Issei, you're getting married?!" Matsuda cried, clenching his fists in disbelief and grief, I assume. "This is some kind of conspiracy!"

Married? What do they mean 'married'? I don't want to get married. Besides that, who am I marrying? When did I get engaged?! Is this that Man's plan being set in motion? If it is, I'm sure that whoever I'm marrying is being forced into this situation as well... Could we come to some sort of cohabitation agreement? I don't want to do this. Matsuda was right... this is some sort of conspiracy. I have to get out of here somehow!