A fanfiction about the anime (Date A Live) with a very overpowered OC/male reader. This is my first fanfic.
I own my OCs and story but I do not have rights to "Date A live".
"Man things, Kirby. I gotta pack some shit real quick."
As he was looking around, he was approached by a shop assistant. It was a girl with black hair and despite not wearing her 'uniform', Ewzer's knowledge was enough to identify her instantly.
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[Hinako Shiizaki, Nail Knocker]
"Hello Sir, how can I help you?"
"Yo wassup doll girl, how's shit rolling?"
"(doll girl? He doesn't mean that. Or does he...) Can you be more clear, sir?"
"Ain't you like from that cringe-ass team named uh...Woodlessman and uh...rat-that-score? Ain't know that though."
"(How does he know?!) Sir, I don't get it. Let me know if you want something-"
"Oh! Big thanks~ Show me some good-ass belts. Extra durable of course, the ones Black Asian parents use to whoop their A grader rascals~"
"...What?"
"You know~ I need ones so tough that I can whip anyone's ass and get that-"
"Without the belt breaking off."
The girl looked at him with some dreaded expression but soon after, began showing him the 'belts'.
As he was moving, one of the belts captured his attention.
"Yo, got the shit."
Grabbing it up, he inspected the belt. The smooth leather in its black color looked magnificent. From sheer experience itself, he knew it could be put to good use in his capable hands. He headed to the cashier who was also another person of Ratatoskr.
"Imma buy this shit."
on Fraxinus,
"Premium belts for whipping, what a freak...I am sure, rip him off so that he either tries to bargain or says he doesn't have enough money so that we can have Sh-Natsumi deepen the bond by helping."
"Okay sir, it would cause ¥95,000 for this-"
"Yep." Slapping the belt on the desk, he pulled out a fat wallet and pulled out the money. Once paid, he walked away with his premium belt.
