Because I was born in a normal human environment, I needed some preparations to be able to use Ddraig and Ophis’ powers! However, Sakra added
“But, to be honest, I don’t understand any of the people who looked after you, starting from Azazel.”
“Don’t understand?”
“People like you should be B-ranked at best, but when you put your mind on it, you produced a triple S-level miracle of an unknown power release several times. No matter how skilled someone is as a supernatural researcher, I’m sure that they didn’t even know the exact cause. That’s why you have no choice but to rely on motivation to seek out your possibilities.”
… I see, that’s probably why Azazel-sensei always spoke about enhancing my power by feeling it. I mean, I got power-ups because of breasts, and even resurrected with Ophis and Great Red’s power. Even the leader of the Grigori had no choice but to admit that such strengthening methods could only be worked out by just feeling it. However, all the methods that sensei thrusted at me turned out pretty good. Really, I can’t say that it was anything but excellent, sensei. However, it wasn’t sensei this time, but Sakra. “…So, this is what’s going to be my ‘motivation’ this time?”
While Sakra folded his glasses and tucked them into his breast pocket, he said
“When it comes to you, it’s all about breasts, breasts and more breasts. I am afraid that that’s what is going to help you achieve your power up next time. So, that’s why I called you here.”
“… Also, one last thing. …Why did you choose to help me?” I asked
…That Heavenly Emperor who supposedly had a dangerous ideology did something to help me. Before this tournament began, if I had to choose, I would have thought that we were enemies. For him to help me here, it seemed like he was hiding something and I was afraid of it. Sakra then bluntly said
“Huh, the reason is simple, you know? —When we get matched up in the main stage, it won’t be enough with just your black armor, it’s just too boring. If we’re going to do it, I want to fight against you when you’re serious, and when you’re at your best, without feeling any burden. In order to accomplish that, I will even use myths if I have to.”
The eyes of the God of War known as Sakra were overflowing with fighting spirit. …This God was also one of the people around me who was a battle maniac! “You might regret it, you know?”
I replied with an improper joke. Sakra then made a happy face that I had never seen before. “You think that I would lose and feel regret? HAHAHA, that’s impossible. As long as I can fight against you until the end, I’m fine with losing, okay?”
This is the rumoured God of War Sakra, huh. A God who could even enjoy losing as long as he can fight seriously… Indeed, even the way he thought about the Gods who quit in the middle of the tournament was different. Sakra and I confirmed each other’s will to fight. Sakra urged me with the cup in his hand. After taking a deep breath once, I prepared myself and drank the miracle medicine Amrita in one go. …I drank it, but nothing happened. It tasted like usual medicine, although the essence was the milk itself. The way it slid down my throat wasn’t bad either. Because it was seawater, I thought it was going to be salty…
“…Nothing’s happening though?”
I said doubtfully. However, after Sakra had confirmed that I drank it, he turned around and seemed like he was trying to run away. “Cao Cao, look out so he doesn’t lose consciousness.” said Sakra to Cao Cao. …So I don’t lose consciousness? What does he—. It was right at that time when I stopped thinking—. Dokun. My chest pounded so hard — that it couldn’t be expressed in words, and I felt excruciating pain throughout my entire body. “—G-Gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!”
IT HURTSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS! …What is this…!? Inside my head, my arms, my feet, the inside of my stomach, everything hurttttted…at an impossible level! I wasn’t able to stand up… I collapsed on the spot, and tried to struggle against the pain! “Arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrgggghhhhhhhhhhh! What is thisssssssssssssss! ?”
I scratched my chest! M-My chest hurt…! My head too… The pain was unbelievable…! Tears even began to overflow from my eyes, my nose became runny, and I even started to drool because of the extreme pain! Without looking back, Sakra said
“It’s originally meant to be a God’s drink after all. Even though you are from another mythology, it’s surely a deadly poison if a Devil drinks that.”
…D-Deadly poison…! …This, Amrita’s effect…it felt like my body would be torn apart……! However, this pain…I wasn’t the only one who felt it. [Guaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! Kuh! T-That miracle medicine’s effect is reaching me even though I reside in a Sacred Gear huh……! Nuooooooooo!] Ddraig who resided in my Sacred Gear too…he also screamed! It seemed like that miracle medicine didn’t only affect me, but also beings who were residing inside the Sacred Gear……! The screams and cries of both me and Ddraig echoed across the sandy beach which was surrounded by the calm ripples of the Ocean of Milk. …As Ddraig and I suffered on the sandy beach…Sakra said one last thing. “But, well, try to surpass it. It’s only natural for you who was blessed by breasts, right?”
…Because of the extreme pain, I almost lost consciousness, but I desperately tried to stop that from happening…
It felt as though I was sinking towards the bottom of an eternal vortex of extreme pain—
I — Kiba Yuuto, together with the rest of Rias Gremory’s team and Ise-kun’s team (along with Roygun Belphegor-san ) came to a certain place. —A vast prairie spread out before my eyes with an endless blue sky hovering above it. It was neither Japan nor any other country, and also not the Underworld. A green bar was displayed above my comrades’ heads and mine. The reason was simple. It was because this was not reality, but a fake space that was prepared for a [Game]. Yes, Ajuka Beelzebub-sama kindly provided us with this new training space. This world…it was a part of the [Game] called [Beelzebut]. The one who guided us here was the newcomer to Ise-kun’s team — Nakiri-kun, who held his phone in one hand as he touched the screen. “Originally, I would use a cellphone to explore what’s in this world, but since you guys are all guests and not legitimate players, I will make that part simpler.”
Ouryuu-kun (along with Millarca-san who wasn’t here this time) knew the details about this [Game] called [Beelzebut], since it seemed as though Beelzebub-sama had given them some work here. What he taught us beforehand was
The player is oneself, not an avatar (character inside the game) The field we were going to play on was a fake game field created by a servant of Beelzebub-sama. The players will be teleported from the human realm to play with their own body. Inside [Beelzebut], you can access the game’s system by using a cellphone (including smartphones). And those were the explanations.