Revealing Secrets
Issei somehow feels completely relaxed, which is completely different from his norm. He feels so clean and well taken care of that he is surprised. He opens his eyes, finding himself in his bedroom in his house. The smell of breakfast comes from downstairs. Issei silently raises himself up, looking at the clock, his whole body begins moving on its own. “I’m going to be late!” He wails in distress.
Rushing to get dressed and realizing he hasn’t done any homework he heads toward the door. He finds a Golem waiting patiently next to the door with his prepared backpack along with two lunches in his enchanted lunchboxes. With little time to care for his hair he rushes toward Kuoh academy. He barely makes it to the gate before the warning bell rings. He is panting for breath as he arrives in the hall of his homeroom.
“Issei, wait.” He flushes again, turning to see Sona has chased after him, “We want to place you in a new class. Two students are currently an issue with the girls. They are openly known to be perverts.” Issei glares at the thought.
“Are those three… living?” he asks in a slightly dangerous tone, knowing he might break down.
“They’ve been suspended.” Issei hears Kiba say from behind him. “I’m in the new class with you, it is the Principal’s orders.” Issei relaxes as he starts following him back toward their new classroom.
As they arrive, they hear two males wailing about murder attempts. “He’ll murder us and you have no compassion!” Most of the girls grumble, but even Issei feels some of their killing intent for the males.
“Matsumoto Sensei, I’ve brought Issei.” Kiba says casually as he enters, he is right behind him. They have no trouble in finding the troublemakers. Considering they are the only other males in the classroom…
Issei turns his attention back toward the familiar man, “Matsumoto Sensei, I am sorely apologetic for yesterday. I shouldn’t have gone that far. Next time I’ll just ruin their reproductive organs.” Issei says with a great amount of mocking cheer. The whimpers from the two as Issei looks over the other students is expected.
“It is forgiven, Hyoudou kun.” The sensei actually bows to him. “I’m afraid I was not aware of what was happening and I owe you a debt.” Matsumoto Sensei, by declaring such in front of the entire class, is letting the whole school know.
“Sensei, I only ask to be informed of any trouble makers, especially sexual harassment offenders, even if they are not male. I promise that I will use my self control, but I won’t allow any kind of harassment. If you want to harass these two brats, then please expect me to be disappointed in you. I will ensure that no harm is brought about on school grounds. If anyone is rumored to beat them up off school property unwarranted, then I will be informed and you will inform all staff to keep an eye on them as well. Matsumoto Sensei, please inform me of harassment as a priority. However, if you need me to assist with providing detentions I am willing, but they will be working for the benefit of the school.” Issei informs his sensei with a respectful, stern tone. He looks over his class, not recognizing anyone else.
“Issei.” The amusement he feels from Kiba is kind of fluffy. He blushes for a moment, remembering the feeling of pleasure from yesterday. Returning his attention to the class, Issei narrows his eyes in annoyance as a few eyes sparkle. Knowing they likely just want him to be happy, and to keep an eye on him, he relaxes a little.
“If any of you have serious issues in keeping up with the classes, please inform me. I will start a few remedial study groups once the student council finds that they are warranted. They will be separated by gender.” he says, giving the two perverts a long, stern look; they wilt once they find that out.
“Please remember to wear proper uniforms to these events.” Kiba says in a weird tone, Issei ignores it as he looks at the blackboard, finding their seats are directly behind the two. “Thank you for our seating arrangements.” Issei says, genuinely grateful that he will be able to watch the two and stop their ruckus quickly. Issei and Kiba move toward their seats. The two perverts tense up as they approach in their lanes, when they sit behind the two they wilt even further.
“You’re most certainly welcome. Is there anything else before we begin?” Matsumoto asks, genuinely looking like he expects a punishment for his lack of attention. Issei frowns, he knows that Matsumoto san feels guilty from his words. Personally, Issei knows he wants to be able to detect such things. Issei feels like his thoughts hit a gold mine.
“I would like a copy of the syllabus and to speak with you privately for five minutes at lunch time. It is then we will discuss what you are seeking.” Matsumoto stiffens, knowing he is being serious, before he bows his head again before turning directly toward the lecture.
Issei, thankfully, hasn't had any issues with his new classmates yet. When he hears the bell ring, he watches the class head toward the school cafeteria. Instead of following them, he goes to stand next to Matsumoto’s desk. Kiba patiently waits behind in the classroom with him, which has Issei giving him a gentle smile.
Returning his attention to the man bowing to him, as low as he can get, Issei grimaces. “Matsumoto san, simply put there is actually many noises which can be mistaken to be or to not be harassment. I know that the principal informed me that I may have a reward, but I feel it will be best to meet with him now. I won’t tell him of your specific part, but I know of one request which can benefit the school now. I have thought of it partly because of you.” Matsumoto looks stunned before he nods, accepting the command.
“It won’t cost too much, will it?” Kiba suddenly asks, sounding genuinely concerned.
Issei, seeing a few of their classmates hovering near them as they go in the hall, asks a question, “Which way is the principal’s office?” Issei asks, genuinely lost.
“Follow me.” Matsumoto says as he starts guiding the two of them. It takes only a few minutes to arrive and they find the principal speaking with a police officer again.
“We can’t give him just anything.” The office states in a flat tone, sounding like he is tired of the conversation.
“Taichio Kuroso.” Their sensei gets the man’s attention easily enough.
“And these are the two boys, Yuuto kun has already been paid.” He waves toward Kiba, “and this is our hero.” Issei grimaces at the thought as the man waves toward him.
“I apologize, I have decided on a few conditions for the school I’d like to discuss or plan in place of my reward.” Issei bows to them before replying. “I also do not see myself as a hero…” Issei relaxes as he feels Kiba gently rubbing his shoulders as self revulsion fills him. Issei growls at himself, “I lost control.” The officer looks surprised at his words before he relaxes a little bit.
“I’m glad you realize that. At first, we thought we had a potential psychopath on our hands.” Issei flinches, recoiling at those words. He knows his ancestor would gleefully cackle at him being described as such.
Suddenly, Kiba clears his throat, looking over his shoulder as Issei glares at the students whispering nearby. “Can we discuss this a little more privately?” Kiba almost sounds like he is desperate to get away from those girls for barely a second.
“Please follow me to a council room.” The four of them follow after the principal, finding a meeting still occurring inside. “Hyoudou kun is requesting a few plans be made instead of the reward being given.” They are allowed into the room, before a few chairs are provided from another room.
“I apologize, but I cannot accept any reward since I have caused grievous harm to another student, regardless of the crimes they were in the midst of.” The majority of those within look slightly less guarded,
“We are willing to listen, but seeing as you have said it yourself, we won’t be giving you our reward.” The red haired man looks upset at the news. Almost ready to protest, Issei speaks before he can.
“I hadn’t originally understood what the sound I heard from the room was. I only noticed because I was genuinely curious about a muffled sound. Once I thought about it I realized it was sheer dumb luck that I noticed, let alone intervened. Because of this, I am requiring some kind of instruction method to learn to detect harassment be created for at least the staff. Some students might also benefit from this if they are mature enough to handle it, as I’m unsure what it would be.” The entire room looks stunned at the thought before the red haired man, who had been upset, claps his hand once.
“I’m certain such training will benefit the entire establishment, if it is well executed. The only issue I find is the budget we might not have for it.” Kiba, next to him, grips his hand as if upset. Harry instantly knows that Kiba wants this as much as he does from watching the reaction.
Ignoring his need to comfort him, Issei nods. “I’m willing to provide the entire sum from the parents to further this project. Though I have an idea to gain more money for the school and any projects here.” Issei informs them, genuine interest is shown in their eyes.
“How do we know if this supposed idea is secure?” An elderly man asks him, sincere belief in him showing for a moment. He is honestly surprised that they are all showing their reasonable amounts of belief.
“That is true, but every student has a hobby of some sort. For those who like home crafts, we can buy salvage furniture, teach a few ways to repair it, and set them off to design unique items for home and house. Where it concerns tech, I’m sure a few college processors can teach how to properly repair circuitry and build computers. If someone knows programming and another has an idea for a video game with possible purchase value, I’m sure we could get a few teams together for video game crafting. If a few want benefits from assisting, I’m sure that coupons for stores in town can be given out if we are able to secure some for the school exclusively. I also suggest coupons having different ranks based on how much they complete per week, but the coupons might last only a few days each.” The school board actually looks considerably more interested.
“How would we find most of these salvageable parts?” A middle aged lady asks him, they all know it may be a genuine concern. He pauses for a moment, thinking about the place where everything goes before blinking.
“If possible, I think it would be wise to purchase a share of a junkyard. In addition, posting ads for junk items of all types could get us some good or half decent materials.” Issei sees their surprised glances.
“If they don’t want coupons in stores, what could we give them?” A younger looking woman asks.
“That is a very good point. However, I’d make sure every student who is considering it is aware of the funds going to ensure staff are proficient at detecting harassment like the incident. That may actually cause some just to do it to practice for life jobs. Others might like for there to be contests between the items in different auctions. Though if we do auctions we might be able to give them at least the amount for their part of the work, if not for the parts and their value. Though potentially having a detention where students have to help with crafting might be interesting. I think that having some stuff to recycle or give to the needy may help get us some more attention for this idea. Plus, if it is approved by any of the other schools you all will make this school a little more famous for a good reason.”
“I think that is an idea we can consider, though I’m not sure if your reward from the parents would be enough, it isn’t the full price for college.” Issei gives him a thoughtful look, noticing the agreements from the other staff.
“I don’t mind providing money for this, but I’m going to want it used exclusively for this training program. I’ve heard of other school’s allowing their Board of Governors to take donations into their own pockets.” The mutual disgust is clear in everyone in the room. The careful glances to look for anyone who is even thinking about protesting is amusing.
“I don’t think that will be a problem with this school.” The principal turns to face him. “However, we have the right to report this issue.” Issei relaxes, knowing he is sincerely about to wage war for Hogwarts and her students.
“It was a foreign school, it’s been closed down in England ever since it made it into the news.” The gleeful, smug auras from everyone at the news makes him realize that they honestly want to help the school. “I can also provide antique furniture to start with upholstery skills being taught. I’ll need some time to get them here, but I don’t have much of a use for them anymore.” The red haired young man stands up rather slowly this time.
“I apologize, but if these furniture pieces are your heirlooms, it may be better to repair them and auction them. Their standard prices will obviously go to you, but I think if this is accurate, that it will be useful to all of us. It might also get some historic pieces in different museums.” He stares at him, wide eyes shocked that he actually realized that is what he meant.
“I’ve got three main families of Wiccans I’m descended from. Two were known to rape, kill, and torture. I swear that I only have a few things from those places owned by those two that I’d even consider keeping. The rest is truly trash to me.” He takes a deep breath, waiting for the anger from them and the preaching about history.
“Now I understand why you reacted like that…” Matsumoto sensei’s words earn a violent flinch, the others all have looks of recognition at his words. “Your third family, they must have been…” He pauses, looking just as distraught at the thought as Harry feels. “I am so sorry.”
“My parents don’t know, they weren’t able to get to the journals to find out, there was a weird lock on the first chest, somehow it opened easily for me… I’m constantly scared I’m going to end up like them.” He shakes his head barely a moment before Kiba is comforting him with a simple hug.
“We apologize.” A bow comes from the police officer, and Harry realizes they all know the implications. “I understand that it has to be the most difficult thing to deal with. But you are so much better than those two families. If I hadn’t looked I wouldn’t know that this is your first literal offense, you’ve even donated things to sanctuaries for rape victims.” His lips wobble as he feels tears come to his eyes.
“But they were my ancestors, I’m just as responsible as-” Issei stiffens as a hand quickly covers his mouth.
“Issei, do you think they would have tried to help victims similar to their own?” KIba softly asks, he tears up, knowing they don’t blame him. Kiba hugs him close, skipping all formality to wipe at his tears.
Issei suddenly stiffens, feeling something alert him. His eyes narrow as he turns toward the door. “Those two perverts are up to something.” He growls before taking off. The fact that Kiba is following along with the whole meeting room surprises him. When they arrive they find the two casually proclaiming the awesomeness of the breasts as they stare at the Kendo club members.
Issei snarls, causing the two to look at him. Their squeaks as Issei approaches cause some to realize he is back. “He was right…” The principal murmurs, looking at the officer with a suggesting look.
Issei ignores their discussion, knowing he doesn’t want to chase people down himself as an adult unless necessary. He is aware that Kiba is right beside him, making sure he doesn’t go overboard. “Seeing as there is an issue with proper Student Council Members being all girls, I have an idea. I am aware that you would rather harass them, so the two of you have detention with me later. This will be from the start of club time all the way until it gets dark. Am I understood?” The two sulk at the stern order, thankfully they don’t mouth off, but one glance to the side reveals why they aren’t speaking.
There are the three victims of the last stunt, carefully holding bokens at their waist, revealing them to be members of the Kendo Club. They have wary looks on their faces, but they also seem to be waiting to be the last resort. “Thank you, Hyoudou kun.” Another girl from their group says, giving them vicious glares despite not carrying their own bokens, instead they have shorter versions of the boken.
“I apologize, but I’m also going to have to ask you to calm down. We don’t need an unnecessary fight, and I’d rather there not be any police charges against you. I’m aware that you can fend for yourself, but while on school property the responsibility falls to the Staff and those they decide upon to reinforce the rules.” The principal turns toward him.
“Hyoudou kun, do you want to join the Student Council? I’d definitely allow it despite the fact that you are a freshman.” Issei turns toward him.
“I apologize, but I’m truly not good at paperwork and I’ve been told that it is worse than fighting a demon since it is impossible to complete it alone.” The principal nods, seeing that he has a point.
“I’m sure that we can still oversee detentions for guys, if you want us to.” Kiba says politely, with a little too much cheer and a hard edge in his tone. Harry pokes his side, causing him to calm down with a sigh.
“I can accept that. Do either of you require payment?” Issei shakes his head, aware that doing this might redeem him and his parents.
“I apologize, but you know my ancestor’s history with rapists now. Even if I wanted to get paid for it I couldn’t accept any payment.” Issei says, knowing his voice is definitely flat.
The majority of the students whisper about it, before a sigh is heard from the staff in the back. “Would there be any charities you would like for your payment to go to?” The red haired man asks in a gentle tone, Issei looks at him, seeing that he is genuine in his thought.
“Take whatever you would pay me and put it toward the project I believe you might be planning for, if you haven’t mentally started already.” He gives Issei a sheepish grin, showing he already has started on it.
“Very well, though I will ask you to look out for my sister, Rias Gremory. If she needs any specific thing, I ask that you consider it.” Issei nods with understanding.
“You look awfully young, for you to have made it onto the school board. It shows you sincerely care about your sister and her education. I respect that since there are difficult requirements for joining most school boards..” Issei responds, letting many students know how difficult it is for him to achieve that through normal routes.
“Where do you two think you’re going?” Kiba asks with mild amusement as the perverted duo pause, half way toward the door.
“They are fine for now. I’ll keep alert.” Issei responds in a soothing tone before the two continue heading away, though they have terrified tears in their eyes. He returns his attention to the crowd around them, noticing Akeno approaching.
“Good morning, Akeno.” Kiba greets her in an amused tone before Harry stiffens, having another alert.
“How brave of you to go against the perverts in the school, Hyoudou kun. I’m pretty sure the girls are all grateful.” his eyes twitch when she bows kind of deeply, revealing much of her bosom to him.
“Pervert.” Issei snarls, “Don’t think I don’t notice when people are trying to show me their parts, you depraved maniac!” Issei growls, showing he is pissed at the idea.
“Akeno, that’s definitely a trigger for him.” Kiba says, causing Akeno to stiffen before sighing.
“Oh? Would I be informed of why? Or is that too private?” She actually sounds concerned this time, letting Issei know that she wants to get to know him better.
“Issei?” Kiba looks at him closely, giving him the choice to refuse.
“You may tell your club. I’m sure the principal will also inform the Student Council.” Issei turns toward the man, seeing the firm nod and seeing that it is acceptable. Suddenly, the noise of clicking feet is heard before the two golems appear, dropping off two crates onto the ground.
“Issei, these look like golems.” Kiba warns him.
“I accidentally made those yesterday.” He says, feeling the curiosity from most students.
“Was there anything you wanted this morning?” Kiba asks him softly.
“Personally, I wanted to make cupcakes for the staff and those impacted by what happened…” The principal slowly approaches, after seeing them just stand there, he walks past them.
“This is strange.” He tries opening a crate, before the two move, carefully undoing difficult clasps for him before moving away for his peace of mind. The man carefully lifts the first crate’s lid before relaxing.
“I’ll see that everyone gets one, Hyoudou Kun.” He smiles softly at the sight of the contents. Issei relaxes, watching the principal give out orders before the three girls in question are motioned closer. They come over and gasp as huge muffins of different kinds being presented to them in glass cases.
Suddenly a girl clears her throat. “Are your two robots going to do charity baking?” Issei blinks, looking toward them to think about it.
“I don’t even know if they have wills of their own.” He thinks briefly.
<We don’t mind> Echoes toward him from two links. He raises an eyebrow, letting them know they have to choose. They both nod curtly at her.
“Okay, I guess I could try making more of them to assist them. I’ll need help figuring out how I got them to work, though.” Issei turns toward the board, finding them giving him concerned looks. He stares for a moment, expecting fearful gazes to meet his own. Even Gremory san has understanding in his eyes, as do the others. After a moment of encouraging smiles he only finds concern for his well being in their eyes.
Issei finally relaxes, wondering if there is anything else he needs to do.
OMAKE
Issei has the two perverts in front of him as they follow Kiba to the principal’s office. After a few moments, they walk inside, barely standing up due to their insane amount of fear. The principal glances up, before pausing, looking as Issei and Kiba make sure the two boys are beyond the door’s safety.
“I apologize sensei, but I am afraid that the offenses include bringing these items,” Issei shows him porno magazines that he has confiscated. “They have been making several degrading comments on the girls, and accurately, or near so, predictions of their underwear sizes. Their worst crime against females is the attempted siege on the Karate Club to steal underwear. While they were showering, which would have left the school with an issue from parents if their daughters had been successfully robbed.” issei hasn’t let up his glare in general, since he discovered the last idea.
“I see your points, is there any punishment you suggest?” Issei gives the room a devious grin.
The entire school feels doom as he speaks. “Tying them to chairs and forcing them to watch yaoi porn.” The horrified shrieks as the two promptly pass out are heard over the entire building.
Suddenly Issei snickers, “It was a bluff this time, but I’ll have a few videos bought by tomorrow. I presume they will be used in sexual education classes primarily?” The office door slowly opens, revealing the secretary glancing inside. She sighs in relief as she realizes that nothing but the pee can count towards destroying school property.
“I apologize for the mess, I will have it cleaned up shortly. However, I expect this mess to be kept secret as knowledge of it will get them harassed.” Kiba chuckles a little bit. The two staff nod in agreement before Issei gets the boys tied to the nearby chairs. An illusion of the end of a porno tv show is heard as the two jerks awake they whimper as Issei chuckles, “Was that so bad?” they burst into tears as they are deftly freed before they race off the school property.
Issei starts diligently cleaning the chairs and the carpet of the mess left behind as the illusion ends.