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A teenage boy, the appearance of which would look to be 16 years of age, groggily wiped his eyes as the sun shone in through his room. "Man, that was a weird dream. I must be reading to much Isekai manga if I'm dreaming about getting hit by truck-sama." Shin mumbled to himself as he swung his feet over his bed, his feet touching the cold hardwood floor.
Shin's eyes shot open when he felt the cold floor. "Since when does carpet get cold?!" Shin yelled, confused but also silently praying he didn't just step in something wet.
Sharply looking down, he was in for a shock when he saw the hardwood flooring. "What?" Shin asked confused as he looked all around his room, his eyes stopping when his eyes locked onto a mirror that showed his appearance.
The mirror showing a boy, around 16, with black chin-length hair that parted to frame the sides of his face. He had a pale complexion and black eyes to go along with his black hair. "Holy shit! I look just like teenage Madara fucking Uchiha!" Shin yelled as he secretly admired his toned body.
It didn't look like he was on the juice, but you could tell he had conditioned his body quite a lot. Not only that, his genetics appeared to be very good. He had some nice, rounded deltoids, evenly proportions pectorals, perfectly aligned six-pack, and a middle ground between high and low bicep insertions. Even if he didn't look like a bodybuilder, he definitely had the genetics to become one.
Staring at the mirror in a daze, Shin eventually snapped out of his trance. Thinking back to his apparent dream, where he was hit by truck-sama after being some pornographic manhwa. Manhwa meaning Korean manga, which basically entails nothing but rape and NTR, for some reason Korean manhwa writers have an obsession with it. Suffice to say, if you are going to read a romance manhwa, be prepared for the oncoming shit storm.
After getting hit by truck-sama, he woke up, assuming it to be a dream due to the memory being a bit foggy. But now… "Holy shit! I really did get Isekaid!" Shin yelled in excitement. His dream, or rather, every otaku's fan's dream had been fulfilled. He had been Isekaid!
His excitement was grounded to a halt when a certain question came across his mind. "Wait, which world did I get Isekaid to?" It was at this time he remembered he look very similar to a teenage Madara, so he quickly stood up and looked out the nearest window.
However, seeing a modern Japan, instantly shot down his hopes of being reincarnated into the teenage body of the most badass ninja of all time. "Man, I guess I wasn't lucky enough. It would've been nice to become a god-like being and give canon the middle finger by steal Mito Uzumaki from Hashirama." Shin said to himself.
"Still though, if I'm not in Naruto, how come I look like Madara Uchiha. Not that I'm complaining. I mean, come on, Madara is just a badass." If someone were to be listening to him, they would most definitely think he was insane.
Suddenly, his face morphed into horror as he started to think more and more about his situation. "Oh god, what world am I in? What if I'm in a really bad world like Highschool of the Dead or Berserk, or oh god." Suddenly his whole body went ghastly white as a thought crossed his mind.
"Please, if there's a god out there or any sort of divine being, I am begging you, please, please, don't let me be in Boku no Pico! Please!" Shin begged on his knees to all the divine beings he could possibly think of.
It was only common sense that now he was reincarnated into a new world, that he was destined to become the mc. But if the world was Boku no Pico… The thought alone made him consider jumping out his window.
"Shin wake up already! Mom said that breakfast is ready." A male voice spoke, alerting Shin to the approaching male. Yet despite this, all he could think was one thing as a mantra constantly played on repeat on his head.
'Please don't be a trap! Please don't be a trap! Please don't be a trap!' Could you really blame him? He was a straight male going through the possibility of being in the Boku no Pico world.
As the doorknob to his room turned, his head slowly turned up, his whole-body pale despite already being a pale person, desperation clearly evident on his face. The instant the door was opened showing the male however, his complexion returned as he stood up abruptly.
"Oh, fuck yeah!" Shin yelled, punching his fist in the air. He clearly recognized the person standing outside his door from an anime/light novel that he enjoyed greatly. 'I can't believe I got so lucky as to be reincarnated here! I can't think of a more perfect world!' Shin thought, shedding tears of joy.
"What are you doing?" The male outside his door spoke, clearly confused. Shin wiped away his tears of joy and looked at the Issei Hyoudou, the MC of Highschool DxD. Or should he say, the previous Mc of Highschool DxD, as with Shin here, he was going to take over Issei's place, bend cannon over, and fuck it 12 different ways.
"Don't worry Issei! I was just relishing in the fact of being in the most bootylicious world ever!" Shin said as he cried more tears of joy.
Issei, completely ignoring Shin's out of the ordinary behavior, joined him in his replenishment. "Fuck yeah we are!" Issei yelled as he too pumped his fist in the air. "That's why I'm going to become the harem king!" Issei exclaimed, puffing his chest out in pride.
Shin, getting over his excitement walked out of the room, touching Issei's shoulder along the way out. "Yeah sure. Don't worry, I'll leave you some scraps." Shin said as he followed the hallway to the stairs, walking down to the kitchen below to get his breakfast, which apparently his new mother made.
Issei, completely misunderstanding his words, rushed downstairs thinking he was talking about food. Shin could confirm, he was definitely not talking about food when he said he'd leave Issei some scraps.
Shin and Issei were on their way to school, walking along the path as they passed several other people on their way to various schools. While this was happening, Shin took the time to recall everything he could remember from Highschool DxD, which suffice to say, was a lot.
Highschool DxD was a light novel series which he had read all of, multiple times, meaning he knew every little detail of the dxd world. One thing that came to mind was that he knew for sure, he had to have a sacred gear.
In the light novel of Highschool DxD, it is explained that Issei's parents spent several years trying to have kids, his mother getting pregnant twice, but had miscarriages. When his father found out she was pregnant for the third time, he paced in front of Shinto shrine, praying that this time nothing would go wrong. Thus, he was born with the Boosted Gear.
However, in this timeline, his mother only had one miscarriage, her second time getting pregnant resulting in his birth. After he was born, they tried again, and successfully had Issei. Issei and himself were 19 months apart in age, putting his birthday in November. November 19th to be exact.
As Shin was born first, it was a mystery as to which of the two had the Boosted Gear. It could be Shin, it could be Issei. However, he did know it was likely they both had a sacred gear.
So with Issei being 15-years old, that means they are one year away from canon, giving Shin a full year to plan and train. The first step would be to plan out several key points in the series and alter the events leading up to them to turn in his favor.
Secondly, he would need to train. So far, it was apparent that he already had a head start in that department from what he saw of himself earlier. However, awakening the sacred gear is more strength of mind than body, meaning meditation will be involved. The quicker he awakens his sacred gear, the faster he can plan out his approach to getting stronger.
All of this planning and deduction was a natural phenomenon for him. In his previous world, he was an otaku who played a lot of mmos. Playing mmos is where he got most of his planning and deduction skills. Deduction skills coming from underlying messages and actions that would often appear in questing. His planning skills is something all gamers have.
To couple with this, as an otaku, he knew a lot about going about gaining strength, even if not all methods were completely accurate. After watching Gohan versus Cell, however, he was inspired to become stronger in his previous world.
Thus, he went about working out, starting with just a pair of dumbbells, mainly doing a lot of curls. From there, his workout kept increasing until he was what one could consider a fitness enthusiast. It's likely this fact that he had been reincarnated with a physique very similar to his previous one, only with much better genetics.
"Shin, what do you think we are going to be doing for the first day of the school year?" Issei asked him, drawing his attention to him.
'First day of the school year? That's good to know.' Shin thought. "Most likely just a lot of orientations, explanations of class rules, and exercises to get you used to your classmates. You know, the usual stuff you do on your first day." Shin said.
"Yea, guess your right," Issei said. "So, Shin, what was that about this morning? Are you finally turning to the way of the eros?!" Issei asked excitedly.
Pulling a page right out of Kakashi's book, he kept his face forward, ignoring Issei. "Hmm? Did you say something Issei?" Shin said, looking at Issei bored.
Issei's face faulted. "Stupid pretty boy!" Issei threw what he considered to be an insult at Shin, to which Shin just ignored.
The longer he was in this world, the more he remembers about his life here thus far. From what he knew so far, Issei called him pretty boy quite often, mostly doing to the fact that just like Kiba, he had the attention of most the girls in the school.
This made him mentally face-palm when he remembered what nickname they had given him. Kiba was the Prince of Kuoh due to his knight in shining armor personality. However, Shin had decided to stick to himself, deciding not to get himself involved in much.
Somehow, in all the girls' minds, this translated to him being mysterious and sexy, earning him the nickname King of Kuoh. He wanted to avoid attention, but it seemed to be that that exact mindset only drew more attention to him.
Then again, however, when you do to a school with little male populace, and you are considered a pretty boy, it's essentially impossible to avoid attention. Maybe he would have been better off acting like Issei, and openly show his perverseness. Which as an otaku, he had a lot of that.
After two grueling hours of orientation, he was assigned his classroom, which admittedly took him a while to find due to this being his first time navigating the school despite actually attending here for a year.
The classroom was already full, him being the last person to arrive, meaning all eyes were on him, especially the female populace.
Going to the blackboard, he took a look at the chart hung on it, showing the seating arrangements. He was seated near the middle of the class, however, his eyes widened when he saw who was seated next to him.
Looking back, he looked for the single most eye-catching thing in the room, Rias Gremory's crimson red hair. When he found her, which was relatively easy to consider her hair color, he was surprised he didn't pop a hard one then and there. The anime truly did her no justice.
This just went to show, no matter how much we try and convince ourselves, 3d is better than 2d. Walking over to her, he took the seat next to her, the only seat not occupied in the entire classroom. Setting his bag down, he heard the most shiver-inducing voice he had ever heard.
Just like the anime did not do her looks justice, neither did it do her voice justice. Her voice was so naturally sultry, so sinful that it sent shivers down his spine. 'Honestly, I always kind of dislike Rias for her nerviness. But looking at her now, I don't think I can care about that anymore.' Just like any other human male, he had fallen victim to the commands of his second head.
However, he kept himself from blushing of showing any signs of his thoughts. After all, he had to make a good impression.
"Hello, my name is Rias Gremory. It is nice to meet you." Rias said, Shin, taking his seat and looking into her blue-green eyes.
"That's weird, I thought this school was for humans," Shin said, deciding to fuck with her a bit, relishing in the shocked look that overcame her face. "After all, I thought goddesses' were bound to heaven. At least, that's what the bible says." Shin continued before she could make any statement.
This instantly shot away her shocked look, being replaced by one of relief. Although Shin did take pride in the fact that there was a dusting of red along her cheeks.
"My name is Shin by the way. Shin Hyoudou." Shin smiled, causing Rias' blush to deepen. "Gremory? Isn't that a strong Duke of Jinnestan in demonology? That's a cool last name to have." Shin said, once again surprising Rias.
"Yes, you are correct. Not many people know that." Rias said, gaining an interest in the boy next to her.
"Well, I guess you could say I'm fascinated by the Supernatural. Demonology, Christianity, Norse, Greek, Shinto. They are all quite interesting to me." Shin said, lying straight out of his ass. However, he knew this would grab Rias' attention, something that would come in handy.
"Is that so?" Rias said, smiling that devilish smile of hers. It really took all Shin had not to give in and become flustered when he saw that smile. "Why is that?" Rias asked.
Shin scratched his cheek, trying to play his part to the best ability that he could. "I don't know, really. I guess, for some reason, I've always felt drawn to it. As if in some way, I'm connected to it." Shin said.
Shin smiled when he saw he had successfully piqued Rias' interest with his words. He worded it specifically to sound like he was a person unbeknownst to his supernatural stature. Without a doubt, she would now be keeping an eye on him, resulting in it easier for her to recognize his potential over the next year.
Whatever Rias was going to say next, however, was cut off when the teacher entered the class, drawing the attention of all the students.
It was now the end of class', and Shin was packing up all his stuff. Seeing Rias was getting up to leave, he purposefully knocked the pencil on the side of the desk on the floor. Rias, who had just stood up, took notice of the pencil and bent down to pick it up.
By the time she looked up however, Shin was already walking out the door of the classroom. Deciding she would just give it to him tomorrow, she picked up her stuff from her desk and left the classroom, her destination the ORC.
However, along the way of the ORC, she saw Shin again, sitting against a tree in a comfortable position with his eyes closed. He seemed to be meditating.
This provided her the perfect opportunity. If Shin was meditating, then it will be easier for her to sense a sacred gear in him if he has one. Closing her eyes, she focused on Shin's life essence, feeling it out. For a second, she could feel something inside him, but it was gone just as quick as she felt it, not giving her the chance to get a read on what it was.
Opening her eyes, she was shocked to see Shin right in front of her, staring at her. This caused her step back warily, her face flushed red.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you. It's just that I felt someone near me while I was meditating. I was surprised to see you there, just looking at me with your eyes closed." Shin said, scratching the back of his head.
Rias relaxed, so that was why whatever she felt inside of him disappeared so quickly because he had stopped meditating to see who was near him. However, the fact that she couldn't feel it at all once he stopped meditating suggested the sacred gear was hiding very well inside of him. In the case of sacred gears, this usually meant they were strong.
"No need to apologize, you didn't mean to scare me," Rias said, regaining her composure.
"By the way, what were you doing?" Shin asked, acting confused. "Not that I don't mind you staring at me, but why do it with your eyes closed? Doesn't that defeat the purpose?" Shin said.
Rias once again became flustered, something that didn't happen very often. "I-I… Ummm," Rias stammered, struggling to come up with an explanation for what she was doing. Seeing none, she decided to pick option two. "I wanted to return this to you," Rias said as she pulled out his pencil, or at least what she thought was his pencil.
Shin stared at her confused. "Ummm, thanks. But those aren't mine." Shin said as he pointed to her hand.
Rias looked at her hand and her whole face turned an atomic red in embarrassment. There she was, holding her reading glasses, offering them to Shin. Quickly pulling them back, she put them back in her pocket and pulled out Shin's pencil.
"I mean this. You dropped it when you left class." Rias said, her face looking at the ground to hide her embarrassment.
"Oh, thanks," Shin said as he approached her and took his pencil, his hand gliding past hers as he took his pencil back, causing her to once again sense whatever was inside of him. This time, she could feel it long enough to deduct that whatever the sacred gear was, it was very strong. At the least, Longinus class.
Her embarrassment gone, she looked at Shin in shock. "Thanks a lot for giving this back. See you tomorrow!" Shin said as he walked off, throwing her a wave over his shoulder, his mission successfully completed.
'Because of the close contact, she should have been able to sense my sacred gear. Although I don't know what it is, or how powerful it is, if she knows I have one, she will keep an eye on me. Once she becomes desperate enough, she'll make her move.' Shin thought as he walked away.
From this point on, he would work on becoming stronger, preparing for the future.
It's been a month since he was reincarnated into the DxD world as Issei's older brother. Thus far, he would say his time here beneficial. As his alarm clock rung, showing the time being 4:30 A.M., he shut the alarm clock the instant it started ringing.
His internal clock was already used to waking up at this time so most of the time, he was awake a few minutes before his alarm went off. Getting up this early, he was the only one awake at these times, everyone else still asleep. Thus, he started his morning routine.
Getting up, he went downstairs dressed only in his sleepwear, which was his boxers. His appearance had changed considerably within the last month. Currently, he was on a six-month-long bulk, so the previous lean figure he had before was gone, as he had already put on 5 kilos since he started a new diet.
When he was reincarnated, he weighed 59 kilos. He was planning to have a six-month bulk, the bulk would end on the first of April, meaning the month was currently October. His goal by the end of this bulk was to be 90 kilos.
As he entered the kitchen, he prepared to start the first thing he did every morning, and that was cook his breakfast. For the last month, his breakfast had been the exact same. 5 scrambled eggs, 4 pieces of bacon, and 1 cup of oatmeal. In the oatmeal, he would put banana slices for potassium and some ground cinnamon for some flavor.
After that, he went on to do his meal preps for the day. Currently, he was eating six full-course meals a day, eating a 6000-calorie diet. His meal prep mainly consisted of grilling some bison burgers, ribeye, and cooking rice.
From there, he would put all 5 of his other meals into Tupperware containers, that way all he would have to do is heat them up and eat them, saving him a lot of time.
Now that he had eaten breakfast and all his meals were prepared, the time was around 6:00 A.M., meaning it was time for his morning run. Around this time of day is when the sun would rise, so it was the perfect time to run.
He would go on a run until 7:30 A.M., working up quite a sweat, as well as expanding a lot of energy, making it easier for him to eat meal two. When he got home, he took a shower, got dressed for school, and finished all the homework he hadn't done the night before.
At around 7:45 A.M., he would leave for school, usually arriving at 7:55 A.M. Once he got to school, he would go straight to the student council office so he could eat meal two. The student council office was the only place in the school besides the teacher's lounge that had a microwave. Thus, Sona Shitouri, the student council president, had granted him permission to use the microwave whenever he wanted so long as he kept his record clean and kept a B average.
Entering the student council office, he was greeted by all the student council members. Over the last month, he had been coming here 3 times a day to eat his meals, so it was safe to say he had developed a good relationship with everyone on the student council, some more than others.
Going to the microwave, he took out his meal pack, which was really just a backpack dedicated to hauling around his meals and put it in the corner of the room, taking out meal two. While he was at school, he always left his meal pack in the student council room since he had to come here to heat up his meals anyway.
After heating up his meal, he sat down in front of Sona's desk, a chessboard set up on it. In the mornings, Sona and he would always play a match of chess while he ate. Now, he wasn't Sona's level of skill when it came to chess, but he wasn't bad either. It's just that Sona was that good.
Meal two consisted of 500g of chopped up ribeye, 3 cups of rice, 200g of spinach, and a cup of orange juice. The ribeye was always cooked medium-rare, so the juices always leaked into the rice and gave it a really nice flavor.
Sona and he always played chess until the bell signaling the first-class rung, which was at 8:25, the class would start at 8:30.
Nothing else would happen until 11:00 A.M. when lunch came around. At Kuoh, they got an hour's lunch break, which was very nice. Going to the student council room, it was time to eat meal three. Meal three consisted of two bison burgers, 2 cups of rice, a banana, and two tomatoes. After eating meal three, he would help the student council out with things that needed to be done, which was usually carrying boxes and papers to places.
After lunch, he would go back to class and wouldn't do anything else of importance until the final bell rang at 3:45 P.M., signaling the end of school for the day. Just like for meals two and three, meal four would also be eaten at the student council office.
Meal four was 500g of chopped ribeye, 3 cups of rice, 200g of spinach, and a cup of orange juice. The exact same as meal two. Afterword, he would do all his homework in the student council office before going to the gym. Usually, he would go to the gym around 6:00 P.M.
After his gym sessions, usually ending around 7:30 P.M., he would head home, where he would eat meal five. Meal five was the exact same as meal three, two bison burgers, 2 cups of rice, a banana, and two tomatoes.
Afterword, he would go on his night run, usually getting home at 9:00 P.M. where he would eat his sixth and final meal. Meal six was unlike the others, as it could be considered a meal, but it wasn't actually food.
For meal six, he would drink a liter of milk with peanut-butter chocolate protein powder, and a banana. After his sixth meal, he would go meditate in his room for 30 minutes usually, trying to unlock his sacred gear but this far had been unsuccessful.
After meditation, he would go to bed, ready to start the next day. And thus, was the daily life of one Shin Hyoudou as he prepared for what he knew was to come in the near future. All of this was so he could get stronger, so he could strengthen his body. He was excited to see what the future had in store for him.
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