As a Gamer In DxD World

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Time had slipped by quickly after we finished moving all of Koneko's things into the house. It felt like a normal day until something clicked in my mind. I turned toward her, curiosity sparking in my thoughts.

"Koneko."

She looked up from the couch, her ears twitching slightly. "Yeah?"

"You're a Neko, right?"

Her expression flattened. "Yeah."

"And your name is Koneko, right?"

Now she raised an eyebrow. "Where are you going with this?"

I smirked, crossing my arms as I leaned slightly closer. "You literally have 'Neko' in your name. That's so cute."

A faint blush crept onto her cheeks as her ears twitched again. She looked away, clearly flustered, which only made my grin widen.

Before I could tease her any further, Asia entered the room, looking a little nervous but determined.

"Ah, Shiro, there you are!" Her voice carried a hint of urgency, but it was soft as always.

I turned toward her, giving her my full attention. "Yep. Did you need something?"

Asia clasped her hands in front of her, her expression hopeful yet hesitant. "I was wondering if you could take me out to the store. I need to pick up a few things."

"Sure," I said without hesitation, offering a reassuring smile.

To my surprise, Asia's cheeks turned pink as she lowered her gaze. I tilted my head slightly, wondering what had caused the sudden blush.

Meanwhile, Koneko stretched out on the couch, her golden eyes flicking toward us before casually throwing in a comment that caught both of us off guard.

"I don't mind sharing."

My brain short-circuited for a moment as her words sank in. Asia froze beside me, her blush intensifying until her entire face looked like it might overheat.

"W-What?!" I stammered, my face quickly matching Asia's in color.

Koneko just flicked one of her cat ears, her face calm despite the faint pink lingering on her cheeks.

….

The walk back from the store had been peaceful so far. Asia was chatting about how excited she was to make dinner, her voice cheerful as the shopping bags swayed lightly in her hands. I was carrying most of the heavier bags, of course, but I didn't mind.

That's when it happened.

A chilling voice echoed behind us, sending a shiver down my spine.

"Well, well… If it isn't the little holy girl who was supposed to join us."

Both Asia and I froze. Slowly, we turned around to face the source of the voice.

Standing there was a man who looked to be in his mid-20s. His silver hair was slicked back, and his eyes gleamed with a crazed, almost predatory glint. I recognized him immediately, but for good measure, I activated Observe.

[Observe]

• Name: Freed Sellzen

• Age: 24

• Gender: Male

• Race: Human

• Title: Rogue Priest

• Fame: Youngest Priest

• Sacred Gear: None

• HP: 1350/1350

• MP: 2000/2000

• Stamina: 800/800

• Strength: 32

• Endurance: 28

• Agility: 37

• Intelligence: 18

• Wisdom: 3

• Luck: 15

I narrowed my eyes. This guy was strong, but nowhere near what I couldn't handle. Still, I wasn't about to underestimate him—especially not with Asia here.

"Hello, Freed Sellzen," I said calmly, stepping in front of Asia and shielding her with my body.

His grin faltered for a split second before widening again. "Oh? So you know my name already? Interesting. I wonder what else you know…"

Shiro stood firm, his gaze locked onto Freed as the tension thickened in the air.

"I know you work for the fallen angels, and I know you're after Asia," Shiro said, his voice calm but laced with barely restrained anger. "But you're not getting her."

He quickly scanned the area, checking for any additional enemies, but sensed no one nearby. Still, his guard remained up.

Freed tilted his head back and let out a crazed laugh. "Ha! So the kid's got brains. But listen, how about you just hand her over, and I won't have to kill you? I'm in a foul mood anyway since I couldn't finish off that brown-haired devil last night."

Shiro's eyes darkened as his fists clenched. Issei might be a massive pervert, but he was still Shiro's friend—and hearing Freed talk about him like that sent rage bubbling up inside him. The pressure in the air shifted as Shiro's aura flared, causing Freed to falter for just a moment.

Unbeknownst to him, the sudden surge of energy was felt elsewhere.

….

Student Council Room

Sona suddenly stiffened, her eyes snapping toward the window.

"What is that?!"

Tsubaki stepped closer, feeling the faint pressure of the aura. "I'm not sure… but we need to find out. Now."

….

Back with Shiro

Shiro's voice was low but sharp. "Tell me… did this devil have a red gauntlet on his left hand?"

Freed grinned, clearly enjoying the attention. "Oh yeah, he did. The little punk thought he could fight me with it too. I nearly killed him before that dumb redheaded bitch showed up and ruined my fun."

Shiro's temper snapped. "That's it."

Before Freed could react, Shiro surged forward, his foot connecting with Freed's chest and sending him skidding across the ground. The force of the blow knocked blood from Freed's mouth as he scrambled to his feet, drawing his light sword and pistol.

Freed's grin stretched wider despite the pain. "Oh, a tough one, huh? I'm going to enjoy taking you apart!"

He fired his pistol, the shots echoing through the alley. The first two bullets hit Shiro in the stomach, barely doing more than making him flinch.

Freed's eyes widened. "What the hell?!"

He fired again—four more shots. One hit Shiro's leg, two struck his chest, and another grazed his arm. Still, Shiro didn't stop moving forward, his steps deliberate and unyielding.

Freed's confidence crumbled. "No… No human can take that! What the hell are you?!"

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