The user of infinite masks (op male reader x highschool dxd)

Ch 10 familiar hunt gone wrong

Y/n: god... dammit... those... girls.

I told myself as I finally got back up from the floor, then began to walk down the stairs after a quick shower to see freed and dohnaseek having a small chat with each other

Freed: so, how were your roommates last night?

Dohnaseek: well asia was somewhat annoying but at the same time not at all, since she couldn't go to sleep without having reading a story from the Bible. So I decided to tell her one of the more nice tales I knew.

Freed: really? What are you, Her dad or something?

Dohnaseek; I guess. But I really hope it won't ever be like that. Since I don't want to be looking after someone else.

Freed: I can understand. But what about mittlet?

Dohnaseek:..... well.... she's-

Before dohnaseek could continue talking. My legs finally gave out in the middle of taking a step, making my tired body roll across the rest of the stairs until I finally reached the bottom. As soon as they heard the loud noise coming, they looked to see me laying on the floor barely moving, making them widen there eyes and run up to me

Freed: holy shit, y/n! What the hell happened to you?!

Y/n:... girls.... too... many...

Dohnaseek: dammit. Freed! You have Asia's sacred gear, right? Then use it on him!

Freed: got it!

Before freed could reach her hand out to me. I grabbed her by the wrist, then pushed her arm away while beginning to get up on my feet

Y/n: you don't have too. Besides, this is more of a stamina issue. Not a injury one or anything.

With a few small steps, I sat down on the couch then laid my head back while raising my hand towards one of the drawers in the kitchen

Y/n: freed... can you give me the green bag that's in the bottom right drawer?

Freed; s-sure. Just don't go and die on me.

Y/n: I'll try not too....

With that I heard as she walked towards the kitchen then after a few seconds brought me the bag I requested. Without saying a word, I opened it up to reveal a bunch of cherry red bottles with some kanji on the side

Immediately I grabbed three of the pile of bottles in the bag, then quickly drink every last drop from them before setting them back on the table. After a few seconds of waiting, I slowly got myself up to my feet and began stretching my limbs as they let out several loud cracks with every movement I made

Y/n: aaaahhhh~ thats much better~

Dohnaseek:.... what...

Freed: the hell?

After hearing The two's response towards my sudden somewhat rejuvenated movement. I looked towards them as I grabbed the now empty bottles, and threw them in the trash.

Y/n: what is it? Do I look weird or something?

Dohnaseek: n-no. It's just that one moment you could barely move anything, and now you're going around as if your filled with energy.

Y/n: oh yeah. The reason is because a certain group of people upstairs won't stop making me use up every last drop of stamina I have during certain times. I decided to buy some special energy drinks from the drugstore to help me back up anytime when they decided to punish me. But over the years, I have to use more and more bottles just to get my energy back.