"I see, so you do work to gain experience," Rita Rossweisse, maid of the S-rank exorcist, Bianka Ataegina, said as she sat elegantly at a nearby restaurant. 

"Of course, While I admit that I am a connoisseur of the female form, I have developed a passion for weaving clothes," The pervert admitted, dressed in a black shirt and dress pants, looking somewhat formal. 

"Indeed, I would like to apologize if I have offended your work," 

"Nah, it's fine. I'm a novice in designing clothes," Issei said, looking at the maid who wore her hair in an eye-covering bang. Discreetly gathering magic in his fingertips, the young pervert drew a symbol on the table, invisible to the normal eye. "So, why were you 'observing' me?" the pervert asked, taking a quick look at the beautiful form of the older woman in front of him. 

"Well, I have told you earlier that I am sent here to help protect Lady Gremory and Sitri," Rita admitted as she looked at the pervert. 

"It's not just that," Issei said with a smile. "There's no way powerful paladins or exorcists like you will be here just for that reason," the pervert added. 

"Are you aware of the history of the Biblical factions?" Rita asked, looking at the pervert. 

"A bit, I was busy catching up with some goods or weaving new clothes," 

"Issei, pornography shouldn't be consumed all the time," 

"... Anyway," looking at her, the pervert discreetly kept his eye on her soul. He is a soul weaver, weaving souls in combat allowed him to develop a mastery of the basics he knew and it made his life easier. "there's no way, two top agents and a priestess, is sent here for bodyguard duties... unless you're some sort of envoy..." 

There were no outward reactions from the maid and it impressed the pervert, he saw the slight move to emphasize her body. A distraction? That might have worked before he traveled in Lore but now... yeah, it still worked but not as much. 

"A peace treaty," Issei noted. 'Bingo,' Her soul twitched in a manner that showed surprise. They were probably here due to it being the territory of one of the leaders of hell's little sisters but Gremory... 'So, one of the great ladies of Kuoh is a devil too. Man, are all devil women sexy?' 

"There will be no point trying to play ignorant with you," Rita admitted as she looked at Issei, 

"Well, it's not my problem as long as Kuoh doesn't get attacked," Looking at the elegant Englishwoman, the pervert of Kuoh smiled at her. "You're not any sort of psychopath like those other exorcists I knocked around," The young pervert said as their orders arrived 

"Thank you for the kind evaluation," The young woman said with a smile. 

"Well, I can forgive you for attacking me if you teach me how you weave," 

"Oh my? But I'm not asking for forgiveness, Issei," The Englishwoman countered, a small curl present on her lips. "And here I thought Paladins aren't as devious as you, you perverted young man," 

Issei looked at the maid with wide eyes. 

"It was quite obvious. You are skilled in suppressing your inner light but to anyone familiar with using light magic, it's quite obvious." Rita noted with a smile. She was a maid too and she had experience of watching her lady, Bianka Ataegina, struggle to suppress her inner light at times.

Outside the restaurant, a beautiful young woman smiled as she looked at Rita. 

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Tiredly dragging himself on the way to his school, the young pervert blinked as he looked at the sight in front of him. In the middle of the day, some delinquents were ganging up on a well-known person in Kuoh. 

Adorable, she was so small and adorable, reminding him of a cat. Koneko Toujou, 1st year and a member of the Occult research club. He should help her, after all, she was his cute junior. Taking several photos of the delinquents with his phone, the young pervert grinned as he looked at them. "Sheesh, three college students ganging up on a high schooler? How lame," 

"Huh?! What are you talking about, punk?!" 

"Get out of here if you don't wanna get hurt!" 

"Yeah! This is none of your business, boy"

"It's my business since you're harassing my cute little junior," Issei calmly replied. "I already called the cops so if you don't leave now," 

"You think we care?!" 

"How annoying," The pervert sighed as he looked at them with a sharp look in his eyes. "Leave," he calmly said and the trio of college students flinched. 

"T-this isn't over!" One of them shouted as they ran away. 

"Well, that takes care of that," Issei whispered before looking at his junior. "You okay, Toujou?" The pervert asked. He did not need to step in because he knew she was a rook, basically a reincarnated devil tank. 

"Yes," the monotone reply of his junior calmed the pervert a bit. 

'It seems like even outside Lore, I can't stop being a hero,' the pervert thought to himself. "Come on, I'll walk you to school," 

"Are you hitting on me?" The cold voice and the blank stare made him blink. 

'Oh, right, I'm well-known as a pervert in school,' The pervert looked at her, and for a split second, he saw her soul 'blink' a bit. it was similar to a heartbeat having a slight gap with each other. "Nope, I'm just here to make sure one of my cute juniors is safe," the pervert replied calmly before reaching for his back pocket to chew on a sweet. 

While he did not need to eat a lot, eating snacks, particularly sweets, helped his concentration a lot. Something about sugar and all those things. It also helps recover his magical reserves quickly. 

Crunch. Snap. 

"Want some?" The pervert offered, showing her the bar of candy he took a bite of. Are all devils like this when it comes to sweets? Because for some reason, Koneko Toujou, honed in on his snacks, reminding him of his partner. "Here," With one swift motion, the pervert handed the candy to her. 

"Hands in the air, creep!" The cops arrived. 

"Wait! This isn't what it looks like!"

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"I'm so sorry, pervert-senpai," Koneko said with the same expression but her voice contained a slightly apologetic tone. They have just finished being questioned by the police and Issei managed to not get in trouble. 

"It's fine, it's fine, we're supposed to look after our juniors," Issei replied as they arrived at the school. "Well, this is where we part ways, take care, Toujou," 

"Yes, thank you for helping me, Pervert-senpai," Koneko said with a bow as she turned around. 'President needs to know. Pervert-senpai smells strongly of Dragons,' She thought. 

'So, that's the rook of the Gremory peerage, huh?' the young pervert remembers one of Serafall's rants whenever she visits his workplace. it was fun having her around but wasn't she supposed to be busy or something? The Soul Weaver walked to his classroom. 

"Issei!" Moving in instinct honed by countless hours in battle, the pervert tilted his head to the side and raised his foot, tripping the more athletic of the perverted trio before moving like a boxer, ducking from a grab from the four-eyed pervert with ease. 

"Yes?" The pervert asked, looking at his friends stuck in an.... intimate position. Matsuda was on all fours with Motohama behind him, his crotch grinding on the perverted jock's backside. "Sheesh, not here you two," Issei looked around and saw some girls staring at his fellow perverts with some having nosebleeds. 

"Issei, how could you, man!?" 

"How the hell did you get to walk together with our cute mascot with your dumbass?!" 

The two perverts asked, glaring at the Soul weaver already freed from their intimate pose. 

Shrugging, the great pervert looked at his friends and an image of two others overlapped with them... an 'edgelord'-looking young man with white hair and a humanoid creature floating on the ground with cyan-blue skin. He missed them, someone whom he saw as his brothers. 'I wonder if Tomix finally sealed away the rest of them,' the young pervert thought to himself as he went to his seat. 

As his body went on working on autopilot, the pervert raised his head and his eyes widened. A beautiful blonde that you can only call an angel was in front of him. His instincts honed by countless hours of combat dismantled by her. Blonde hair similar to the golden wheat in a field ripe for harvest danced as her eyes, a brilliant pair of emeralds shining with an innocence that only a pure being can possess... 

"Hey, Mr. Issei!" She greeted him with a smile purer than the light he could produce. At that moment, his eyes glowed. The magic he had mastered, a way to see the souls of people, a spell taught to all Soul Weavers. Pure and innocent... her soul... it looked like it belonged out of this world. She was a saint... a priestess of the purest caliber... just like. 

A beautiful woman dressed in white and gold, sipping on a cup of tea. Soft, melodious giggles escaped her mouth as he held his baby dragon, trying to get him to spit out a creature he just tried to eat. 

"Hey, Asia," He greeted with a smile at the priestess. 

"Ehem, Issei," A familiar voice, his fellow student. Wait, what?! "Over here," A mop of pink hair, bouncing with each movement. 

Standing up quickly, the young pervert looked at one of the women in front of the board. Dressed in the Kuoh Academy uniform with her. There was no way! How?! Hopping over his desk, the young man moved with surprising grace and agility as he approached her. 

"Hey! Hyoudo!" 

He did not care, no. Soft giggles echoed in the classroom as the young woman moved and met the pervert in a hug. She was here! She was here! 

"Sheesh," Her playful voice, her warmth... "I missed you too, Issei," 

"You should have told me you were here," Issei replied, letting her down forgetting everything around them. "I would have-," 

A delicate finger on his lips stopped him from talking as she looked at him with a grin. 

"Now, now~, don't ruin our reunion, my lord~," Elysia replied in High Lorian, a language only known to them. A soft red mist covered the pervert's face as he rubbed the back of his neck. To all the others, it seemed like she was singing with each syllable, gazing at the pervert with a fond expression, captivating the eyes of all that could see them. 

"Do forgive my insolence, my priestess," The pervert replied in a less elegant accent and song-like tune compared to hers. 

"Uhm, Mr. Issei, how do you know Miss Elysia?" Asia, the innocent priestess asked, looking at the Dragonlord and Dragon Priestess. 

"We're friends," 

"He is the man I have offered myself to," 

"Huh?" Issei looked at Elysia, noticing the twinkle in her eyes. Turning to the Dragonlord, Elysia gave her a 'shy' smile and a wink hidden by a masterful turn to face him.

"WHAT?!?!?!"