The Protagonist System

11 Working Things Out

I kissed Koneko goodnight at the restaurant and she left with Rias and Akeno to start on their evening tasks. The three of them lived together and Kiba had an apartment not far away from their house. Well, I say house when I meant mansion and it had a small staff of maids and a cook. Kiba went on his own as well, since there was no point in going all the way back to the school, just to leave again.

I checked my own task list and the first one was a male's name. At least, I thought it was. I ran at my best speed to get to the library and asked the librarian about maps of the area. She blushed and stammered that she would be delighted to help me, then she proceeded to help herself by rubbing my arms and back after telling me where to look.

I had to softly chuckle at the manipulation, especially when I found the maps I wanted of the city and the surrounding countryside, because she pretty much had me spoon her from behind as she pointed out the city's landmarks and showed me the best routes to take for dates and to keep a woman happy while sightseeing.

With real maps, I took out my list again and checked the coordinates for all four names. They matched up with the longitude and latitude of the map, so I knew I wasn't going to be blind-jumping into a pond or onto a second floor balcony. I also checked the coordinates for the only abandoned church and memorized a good spot near the back of the building.

“Thank you for your help, Hibiki.” I whispered into her ear and she shivered with pleasure. “I would have been completely lost if I didn't have your intelligence guiding me.”

The librarian reluctantly stood up to put the maps away. “Are you sure you have a girlfriend, Issei?”

I pointed at my forehead and the Property of Koneko sign.

Hibiki looked surprised, then she blushed in embarrassment. “I didn't even notice.”

I smiled at her and turned her body around to face me, stepped close, and put my arms around her. “She won't object to a goodbye kiss.”

Hibiki latched her lips onto mine instantly and her arms wrapped around me to hug me tightly. The kiss lasted for several minutes and Hibiki's blush was now because she was quite turned on.

“It was nice meeting you.” I said and stepped back from her.

Hibiki put a hand to her chest and gave me a coy smile. “The library will always be... open... for you.”

I did not laugh at the blatant flirting and only gave her a half bow before I left. I walked around the building to be out of sight and created a temporary teleportation circle for the first set of coordinates. I activated it and disappeared in a flash of light.

“Oh, hey! You're early.” A guy's voice said and I turned around to see a teenager sitting in front of a television with a gaming console. “My normal partner bailed at the last minute and the raid starts in half an hour.”

I nodded and walked over to sit beside him and he handed me the second controller.

“I hope you have some experience with World of Warcraft, because I hate having dead weight along.”

“I've played through the last expansion with one of each class, just because I wanted to get a feel for the character I liked the best.” I said.

The guy laughed. “Awesome! We're gonna wreck the other teams!”

“If that's what you want, then that's what we'll do.” I promised and logged in with my own ID. I loaded my favorite build and showed him how great it was with a mix of close range and AOE attacks. The guy nodded and we opened the character inventories to show off what we had and could share during the raid. Like he said, we were going to kick ass.

*

“Do you think he'll show? Do you? DO YOU?” A very excitable young woman shouted.

“We agreed with his boss for a good price, so if he doesn't show up in the next ten minutes, we get our money back and a free show when he does show up.” Her best friend said.

“As long as he's good looking.” Another young woman said.

“I saw a picture of his face and he's gorgeous.” The best friend said. “We'll have to wait and see if his body is in the same category.”

“Five minutes.” The first girl said, anxiously.

A light came from the other room around the door frame just before the door opened to reveal a five foot eight inch tall young man wearing a short-sleeved policeman's uniform that showed off a lot of muscles. No one questioned how the music changed from a fast song to a dramatic ballad.

“Pardon the intrusion, ladies. There have been anonymous reports of noise ordinance violations from this room.” The police officer said.

The first girl squealed and leapt to her feet. “HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MEEEEE!” She yelled and jumped at the officer and tackled him to the floor.

All of the other girls at the party laughed, even her best friend, and they barely managed to haul the enthusiastic girl off of the dancer. His face was covered in lipstick prints and he stood up with a smile on his face.

“I believe we can add lip assault and excessive groping to the list of charges.” He said and took off his hat to toss at the birthday girl. She caught it and hugged it like a teddy bear.

“Take it off! TAKE IT OFF! All of the girls cheered.

“Fast or slow?” He asked and plucked at a single button on his shirt.

“FAST!” They all yelled.

The police officer grabbed handfuls of his shirt and pulled it apart in a single motion. The girls screamed and yelled, then whistled and made sexy sounds at his rippling muscular chest and abs. He tossed a piece of the shirt at the best friend and the other at the girl beside her.

The music changed again and the audience was almost held spellbound as the policeman started dancing. The way he moved was like a jungle cat, dangerous and sensual, and more than a few of them drooled over him as he turned around and wiggled his butt at them, then he tore his pants off with the same move as he did with his shirt.

The girls screamed again and two more of them had pieces of cloth clutched in their hands. They felt jealous when he danced practically on top of the birthday girl, whom looked a little faint as the gorgeous hunk of a man gave her a lap dance. He whispered a few things to her as she rubbed her hands all over him, then she suddenly let out a moan and squeezed her legs together.

“You did not just get off from that, did you?” Her best friend asked her.

“Her next.” The birthday girl said and leaned back on her chair to recover.

“You really did?” Another girl asked and stared at the perfectly formed butt in front of her as the best friend received her own lap dance. Surprisingly, it was not the same one as he did for the birthday girl, and that gave them hope that he was treating them as individuals and not as a whole singular party.

By the time the birthday party was over, Issei Hyoudou had earned his salary for the night, made twice that in tips, had seven phone numbers and future reservations for birthday parties, and had fingered the birthday girl and her best friend to orgasm. The last thing was in private, of course. He let the birthday girl keep the policeman's hat.

Issei also politely refused the offered blowjob by the birthday girl and a proposition for sex with the both of them at the same time. It wasn't that he wouldn't take money for sex, it was because he was saving himself for the girl he liked. That had both girls make coo and aww sounds and they both kissed him passionately several times for being so sweet.

*

“You have to get me the latest edition of Big Boob Bitches on Broadway!” The teenager exclaimed, almost in tears. “The store sold out before I could get there and even their autographed copy went to a valued long-term member!”

I didn't bother trying to convince the guy about the benefits of real life over magazines. If I couldn't convince the Perverted Duo to give up their ways, I wouldn't have any chance with someone that didn't know me personally.

“What would you offer in exchange?” I asked and tried to not look evil when I said it.

“Anything! I'll give you anything you want!” The guy said and dropped to his knees to beg.

I used my magic to detect if he had any magic, either for himself or in his bloodline, and there was nothing. I then had an odd thought about Karma and put a hand on his shoulder.

Spend 1 Karma point to check target's Karma points?
Yes / No

I had never been given that option before, so I chose yes.

Current Karma points: 426
Potential Karma points: 0
Time until expiration: 23 hours 15 minutes 49 seconds

I blinked my eyes at that, then realized what the expiration of Karma points meant, because the potential Karma was the clue that gave it away. This client was going to die tomorrow.

I took a deep breath and let it out. I knew I had to do something to stop that from happening and I had to figure out how I was going to be in the area tomorrow night to interfere with it. Even though I promised myself to arrive before then to deal with whatever happened, the potential didn't change and the time dropped at a steady rate.

“All right, let's draw up a contract and I'll see what I can do for you.” I said.

“Yes! Thank you, thank you!” The guy said and hugged my legs.

Ten minutes later, I gained 300 Karma and 100,000 Yen from him. I popped home to my room and opened one of my display cases to take out the autographed copy of the limited edition magazine. The centerfold was in 3-D, too. I knew I could auction the thing off for a lot more than that; but, I also put in the contract that the owner gets it back if the client dies.

When I delivered it, the guy dropped to the floor and kissed my shoes. He was extremely thankful and accepted it as if it was made of gold. As far as he was concerned, it was, because he hadn't expected for it to be the autographed copy and knew he had made the deal of his life. I didn't tell him that it was probably the last deal he would ever make.

*

“Holy shit! It actually worked!” The goth girl almost shouted as she stared up at the fairly muscular Devil she had summoned. She didn't question why he wore an academy uniform and just assumed it was to make her more comfortable with his appearance.

“You have summoned a Gremory Devil. What is it that you wish for?” The Devil asked.

The goth girl didn't hesitate to answer. “I want that bitch Yuki Tsumiga dead.”

The Devil slowly held a hand out for her and the goth girl looked at the circle of salt she had made around the summoning circle. “You won't break the circle by reaching over it.”

The goth girl nodded and took the offered hand.

The Devil flinched slightly and then his face changed to show a lot of sympathy. “Is her death what you really want?” He asked with the sexiest soft voice she had ever heard.

The goth girl blushed and stepped into the circle to hug him. She cried for several minutes and let him stroke her back and hold her, even though she only wore a thin slip and panties.

“Shh. Shh. It's okay.” The Devil whispered and lightly kissed the side of her face several times.

“Why... why do you... care so much?” The goth girl managed to ask between sobs.

“You are one of my precious contracted clients now. Of course I'm going to care about you.” The Devil said, his voice sweet and comforting. “Once you've calmed down, we can talk about what happened and then work out exactly what I can do to help you as much as I can.”

The goth girl looked at his face. “Not murder?”

The Devil chuckled. “My sweet Mei Suzuki, there are much worse things to suffer than death.”

The goth girl blushed at the intense look in his eyes when he said her name. “What... what do you suggest?”

The Devil let an evil grin spread across his face and the goth girl shivered with pleasure. “I think a bit of reverse role playing for about a week would be enough for her to experience things from your perspective.”

The goth girl opened and closed her mouth several times before she realized what he said. “You're going to make me look like her and make her look like me? How?”

“Magic.” He said and looked over at the dresser with a large mirror on it. “Here's a quick taste of what I have to offer.”

The goth girl stared at her reflection as her short black spiky hair morphed and became luscious golden locks that went past her shoulders, her odd-shaped eyes changed to become warm and welcoming, and her lacking curves expanded slightly to where she thought her flimsy top and tiny panties were going to pop from the strain. The funny thing was, she still looked like herself, just better.

“I... I... I want this. I want it so much.” The goth girl whispered as her hands caressed herself. Her nipples popped right out at the barest touch and she softly moaned as her panties became damp.

“Don't forget, Yuki will be getting the reverse.” The Devil reminded her. “We just have to work out the contract and the payment.”

“The only real thing of value I have left is my virginity.” The goth girl said with another blush. “Yuki stole or ruined everything else I owned.”

The Devil turned her away from her reflection and gave her that same intense stare. “You would give me something that valuable to you?”

The goth girl blushed and nodded. “You're the only one that's helped me in years. I will finally get my revenge and then you can have me.”

The Devil looked thoughtful and then that evil smile was back. “I think your offer is too tempting to refuse, my dear. Let's discuss the details.”

Half an hour later, the goth girl looked like a sexy Hollywood Valley Girl and had been eaten out expertly as a down-payment to give up her virginity. Her hated nemesis now looked like a stick figure with permanent makeup to make her look sick and gaunt, and half of the girl's finances had been transferred to an unnamed bank account.

As far as the former goth girl was concerned, this would be the best revenge ever. From what her exploring hands had felt, she couldn't wait for the handsome Devil to collect his full payment.