The Protagonist System

282 Clearing Out The Deadwood Conclusion

Grayfia came back to the office almost an hour later. It was a relief to hear that she managed to take Gasper aside to explain things to him, especially the part where he no longer had his sacred gear. The teenage boy cried happy tears and no longer had to feel afraid that he would lose control of his gear and randomly freeze people or things around him.

The best part about it was that he didn't need the Bishop piece to be reincarnated. A single Pawn was enough to bring him back into the Peerage and he became part of their group again. I didn't bother to ask how Rias handled that, since I didn't want to know. When it was me, she had desperately tried to reincarnate me immediately, and I was sure it was the same way with Gasper.

Grayfia sat at her desk and went back to work. I briefly showed her what I did and what I filed and where, keeping to her own system to keep track of everything, and she looked pleased. We worked for several hours until suppertime and we had made another huge dent into the piles of paperwork that decades of time had generated for the Foreign Affairs office.

What I didn't tell Grayfia was I had corroborated some of the information I had about a few things, like the Khaos Brigade members and their possible hiding places, as well as their main base. I also found information about The Hero Faction, the rogue magician organization called Hexennacht led by Walburga, and even info about Vali Lucifer's team with the reincarnations of King Arthur and Joan of Arc.

I wasn't sure why Serafall was trying to keep track of them all and it didn't really matter, since the info was soon going to be useless. I had gathered information from other sources during my little jaunt taking down the Old Satan Faction's leadership and only needed confirmation that it was accurate.

After asking Grayfia if she needed or wanted to visit me at home to have some fun, which she politely refused to go home to her son, I stepped from her office and back to my own home. I enjoyed a good meal with my mother and told her about my day, making her happy and a little horny. Saving the members of Rias' Peerage turned her on, apparently.

We had a quick romp there on the couch and then she went to her room and I went to mine. Once I was out of sight, I changed into my Atlas persona, with my hero suit and wavy blonde hair, then used my clairvoyance power to start hunting down my next set of targets.

With a bit of luck, it would be the same as when I went after the others. No one would find out what happened for a long time. I found Cao Cao first, the head of the Hero Faction, and stepped to his location. A stunning spell as soon as I appeared let his sleeping form stay that way.

A quick portal to the sun took care of him and sent his sacred gear, the True Longinus, back into the Heaven System to find a more worthy host. I had been tempted to take it for myself, except it would latch onto my soul and I didn't want anything corrupting me after all the things I went through to get my divine body back.

I moved through their base and took care of everyone else as well, just because there was no point in leaving a headless organization around to appoint a new leader and continue their misguided attempt to cleanse the world of everything but humanity. That kind of craziness was how the Great War started in the first place and the world didn't need a massive massacre happening again.

I even stopped at the place where the Trihexa was sealed and added a bunch of my own wards and protections, just because I could, and ensured the thing would stay sealed forevermore. I had been tempted to release it and sell it for Karma Points, then decided it wasn't worth the hassle. God defeated it and sealed it away for a reason, so I left it where it was.

I continued my work for the rest of the night and many sacred gears were sent back into the Heaven System and threats to the world were dealt with both efficiently and quickly. It wasn't until I returned home to shower and change for school that I realized the Arch-Angel Micheal would have seen the huge amount of sacred gears being returned to Heaven and might send someone to investigate.

I hope it's Gabriel. I thought and changed my appearance back to Issei's and equipped my school uniform. I haven't seen her in a very long time, not that she would know that.

I ate breakfast with my mother and kissed her goodbye, and went to school. Sona was at the gate again today and I thought about asking her why, since I knew she should have been way too busy handling the territory all by herself. As if she knew what I was going to say, she distracted me by smiling and speaking first.

“It was you that did it this time.” Sona said and the same group of girls that hung out at the gate let out giggles and laughs.

“At least you're happy about it.” I responded and that sparked a lot of whispering around us.

“I am.” Sona said and motioned for me to approach her.

I did so and she gave me a hug and wrapped her arms around my neck.

“You went well beyond what the contract stated.” Sona breathed into my ear and her lips brushed against my cheek. “Thank you.”

“You're welcome.” I whispered back. “I hope you enjoy your retreat as much as you can.”

“We will.” Sona said and let me go to wave me inside.

I nodded and entered the school's grounds. Rumors and whispers followed me, as anyone interacting with a girl publicly should expect, especially if you aren't dating them. I went to my locker and kept up the pretense that I needed to and walked to class afterwards.

It was the last day before the weekend, so today was going to be full of homework assignments and grumbling students. I would need to do what I could to mitigate as much of that as possible, both the grumbling and the homework assigned. As long as the students understood, they wouldn't need to waste their time on their days off for extra studying.

I sat down at my desk and talked to the girls around me, including the new transfers. They were friends of a few girls in my class and shared lunch with them the last few days, so they requested a transfer into the popular class to see if their friends were lying and spreading rumors. They weren't.

Miss Yamanaka entered the room after the last of the students sat down and she smiled at me. I did the sigh and groan thing that they expected, since I was supposed to resent having to do it, and made the girls laugh. I went to the front of the class to become the teacher's assistant again and all of the girls gave us their full attention.

It was nice to be able to teach again and no one questioned how good I was at it. The morning passed quickly with everyone enjoying themselves and a lot of the girls made sounds of disappointment when the lunch bell rang.

“There's only gym this afternoon.” I said when we all filed out of the classroom to go to the cafeteria. “If we claim a few of the tables in the cafeteria, we can get the homework done and you'll have the whole weekend to do whatever you want.”

Quite a few of the girls blushed and I didn't have to read their minds to know they were thinking about what they could do with me for the whole weekend. It was honestly flattering, even if there was almost no chance of it happening.

“Hello.” A brown haired and pig-tail braided girl wearing glasses greeted me at the door to the cafeteria and stopped our progress. “Can I talk to you for a minute?”

I knew who Aika Kiyru was and I was sure I knew what she wanted. “I'm a little busy helping my classmates right now.” I said and she frowned as the girls around us made happy sounds. “You can join us for lunch if you want.”

Aika glanced at all of the girls, some of them glaring at her, and she shook her head. “No, thank you. I'll try again later.”

We all watched as she stepped out of the way and walked off, not bothering going into the cafeteria at all.

“You need to be careful of her, Issei.” Katase whispered as we all entered the cafeteria. “Everyone knows she's a pervert and she thinks all guys are just objects to be played with.”

I almost laughed at that. “Why hasn't she done anything with my old friends, or me when I was a lecher and tried to peek at all of you beautiful girls without your permission?”

A lot of them blushed, a few sputtered with embarrassment at the compliment, and two of them gave me smug looks.

“Mutual respect, I think.” One of the smug ones said. “Your perversions clashed too much for you to have any common ground.”

“Our perversions?” I asked, just to see if she would say it.

“Yes, you adored large breasts, and she's a little light up top. She on the other hand, is a size queen.” She answered and glanced down at my waist and finally blushed. “You didn't catch her attention before because you... um... didn't measure up.”

I laughed and put an arm over her shoulders to stop her from thinking I was laughing at her. “That's funny, because a lot of guys are growers and not showers, so her measuring them to ear her attention should only count when they're excited.”

That made all the girls blush again.

“How... how did you change from a grower to a shower?” She asked, her face bright red.

“I didn't.” I said with a smirk.

“Oh.” She responded and her eyes dropped down to my waist again. “Ohhh.”

I laughed and had to let her shoulders go to pick up my tray and order a meal. She stayed by my side and we all made our way over to the side of the cafeteria and claimed enough tables to set our books out. We ate fairly quickly and then I walked them through the homework assignments and made sure they weren't copies of each other.

None of us missed that the other classes of our year had been taking notes or asked to borrow some from my classmates. They didn't ask me for help directly and I didn't offer. The bell rang to end lunch and all of my classmates finished their assignments and packed up. I gathered all of their trays and dishes to return to the counter and the cafeteria staff thanked me.

We left the cafeteria and went to our lockers to pick up our things for gym and went to the class. A few of the girls gave me a certain look that let me know they wouldn't mind having my help change. I didn't try to accept and just gave each of the girls a respectful look and went to the boy section to change into a pair of shorts and a t-shirt.

Gym class was outside and there would be several activities and games, like running and basketball, so I didn't wear the traditional tracksuit the other boys in our year wore. My choice made me stand out, because I was the only male on the entire field wearing such revealing clothing.

Needless to say, every single teenage girl had their eyes locked on me, because my muscular arms and legs were on full display. I did a few stretches to limber up and there were more than a few needy sounds. The gym teacher walked over to me and gave me a very pointed look as she crossed her arms under her breasts.

“Coach? Is there something wrong?” I asked her with a grin on my face.

“Hyoudou, you're disrupting the class.” She answered and the pointed look became a glare.

I glanced around at all the hungry looking girls and back at the teacher. “Let me lead the calisthenics and you won't have that problem anymore.”

She looked surprised for a few seconds and then barked a laugh. “Fine. Show me you're not the useless lump you had inside your uniform all last year.”

“You got it, coach.” I said and walked over to the large gathering of girls and a smattering of boys mixed in. “I know you all think you're above physical exercise...”

The boys laughed and the girls all nodded.

“If you want to feel exhausted all the time whenever you exert yourself, you're free to ignore my advice.” I said and the boys perked up while the girls looked a little worried. “However, if you want to have the energy to enjoy a good workout or...” I glanced at the coach and looked back at the students. “...if you want to have a great time in bed with your partner, you need to increase your endurance.”

The boys choked and the girls all blushed.

“Hyoudou.” The coach warned me.

“Believe me, it's true.” I said, doubling down on the detention I was going to get for using sex as a motivation. “I once was too tired to participate properly and the girl I was with had to do all the work. It still felt okay and we both finished; but, I felt really bad that she was exhausted afterwards and I couldn't do anything to help her.”

“That's enough.” The coach said. “You'll be serving detention with me every day next week.”

“That's fair.” I said without looking at her. “I just want to get it into their heads that being healthy isn't just for yourself. It's also for the people you want to spend your time with.”

“I think they got the point.” The coach said. “Get on with it.”

“Yes, coach.” I said and raised my voice slightly. “All right, we're going to do some jumping jacks...”

“You just want to see our boobs bounce.” A lone voice said and I wasn't surprised it was Aika.

“I won't deny that seeing so many pretty girls exercising is going to make me hard. It's one of my turn-ons.” I stated and quite a few girls looked impressed and the rest looked at my waist. “I also like brains, which you need to do the exercise the right way.”

“Ha! It's just jumping jacks. It's not complicated.” A boy scoffed.

“Go ahead and do one for us.” I prompted.

He hopped in place, flailed his arms, and barely moved his feet apart.

“That is exactly what you shouldn't do.” I said and they all looked surprised. “You can cause strains, sprains, and even dislocations if you move your bodies like that. You might even twist your ankle.”

“How are we supposed to do it?” A girl near the front asked.

“Like this.” I said and took a standing pose, with my hands flat against my sides and my feet together. I hopped and spread my feet to exactly shoulder width apart and swung my arms out to the sides and above my head and touched fingertips as my feet landed, timing it perfectly, then hopped again and returned to the standing position.

The coach whispered a compliment about my perfect form and I had to ignore it for now.

“You won't be able to do it that perfectly for a while, not until you get used to the movements. However, you can get the basics right after I instruct you. The boys will be better at it at first, because our hip movements are slightly different. The girls will outperform them quickly, because you are more concerned with looking good while you do it.”

The girls looked pleased after hearing that and the boys huffed.

I spent the next ten minutes telling them how to do half jumping jacks to get the movement down, the spacing of their feet, which was different for everyone, and that they didn't have to raise their arms all the way. I went around the field and lined everyone up, so they had plenty of room to move, then took them through a single jumping jack as an example.

I had to go back around and correct a few people, mostly girls that giggled when I had to move their arms and legs to show them the proper positions, then I had them do another one. Only a few needed corrections and I went back to the front and did several of them slowly before I ordered them to start as well and to copy my movements.

It was a little awkward at first; but, once they were going, they all seemed surprised at how easy it was. I didn't have them go faster, because it was just practice. After ten minutes, I switched to lunges and instructed them, then showed them the move in slow motion. Ten minutes after that, I switched to knee-ups.

The coach stood back behind me and kept whispering comments about me doing a better job teaching than she was. I called for a break and walked around to pass out water and towels, making a lot of the girls blush as they thanked me.

I walked back over to the coach and took her hand to lead her off to the side and out of earshot of the students. “I hope realize they are only paying attention to me because I'm showing off and I actually know what I'm doing, which surprises them as much as it surprises you.”

The coach sighed. “I've never had a class respond like this and you have your whole year following your every move.”

I gave her a knowing smile. “Remember my example about why they need to exercise?”

The coach rolled her eyes. “You're already serving detention for it. Don't push your luck.”

I chuckled. “You're missing the point. The girls are all thinking about me being that partner and the boys are all wanting to be me because they know the girls are all seeing me as their partner.”

The coach blinked her eyes at me before her eyes dropped to my muscular arms. She looked back into my eyes and realized what I meant. “You're motivating them with something they all want, no matter what gender they are.”

I nodded. “If they keep exercising, they'll be happier with themselves and will feel more confident. That's really attractive to the opposite sex.”

The coach nodded back. “All right, I'll join you in being an example for them to look up to.”

I watched as the coach unzipped her tracksuit and took off the coat to reveal a thin tank top and a sports bra, then her pants were off and she wore a pair of shorts that were barely more than bloomers, which fit the situation, considering the girls all wore bloomers and t-shirts. She was also quite muscular and still looked very feminine.

“Damn.” I whispered with appreciation in my voice.

The coach smirked at me. “So, you're still a pervert for nice breasts?”

“I never said I wasn't, coach.” I whispered. “Shall we get back to it?”

She nodded and we both walked back over to the class and all of the students had wide eyes seeing us pretty much match, both in our outfits and showing off our fit bodies. “Now we're going to show you how to run properly, fix your form, and we'll cover everything from sprints to distance running.”

The students groaned at the work ahead of them and the coach smiled wickedly.

“I love hearing that sound.” She said and clapped her hands. “Let's go! Form up in lines like Hyoudou showed you! Hut hut hut!”

Helping the coach actually made the whole afternoon pass quickly. The mix of tired and happy faces was the biggest compliment the coach had ever had in all the years she had worked at Kuoh Academy.