The Maniac of DxD (Highschool dxd insert/ semi-crack): Chapter 32

“Ok, Issei. Let’s try this again. No matter what you feel, you must not let the negativity get to you. Are you ready?”

“Yes! Shishou!”

The enthusiastic shout of my student made me cringe at the sound, yet I did not say anything since his excitement was understandable.

The summer heat beat down on our bodies as we sat on top of a hill in the wilderness around Kyoto.

In a few days, our Summer Vacation will end and we will have to go back to school. An important step of Issei more than me since he will be a first year from now at the High School division, becoming even more of a menace to anything with boobs than he already is.

It will also mark the six-month mark since I took him in as my student in the ways of the supernatural.

Fortunately, this foolish kid still doesn’t know a lot about the supernatural world, and what he does know is all partially false info that I fed him by design, making it very easy for me to manipulate his thinking for my own amusement.

Why did I choose to take in an unremarkable kid like him as a disciple? For the memes, of course.

That, and for peak entertainment.

To begin with, the kid has a pretty good Sacred Gear. A Twice Critical.

The dragon-based sacred gear is nothing special worth mentioning, but its ability to double the abilities of its wielders instantly is a potential asset.

I heard from Freed that some guy in the Siegfried Institute had a similar sacred gear, but it was slightly different in function.

Unfortunately, my fellow insane warrior did not have much information to share about that one since he had already left the institute shortly after that person came to light.

Imagine a scenario where a human has Touki reserves and Senjutsu mastery bordering on the epitome of the High-Class. Then, he used a Twice Critical to double it.

He would directly step into the Ultimate-Class and become a menace to deal with for a short period of time.

That is my aim.

To train Issue Hyoudou and make him strong enough to stand on equal grounds with me in his base form.

Once I achieve that, he will be my loyal henchman and do my bidding as I watch from the sidelines, enjoying the shenanigans that he will no doubt get into.

“Shishou, you are grinning like a loon, again. Whatever you are planning, keep me out of it.”

…….I must admit, my tortu-ahem, training, has been rather fruitful when it comes to his instincts. He is now able to easily tell when I have nefarious intent directed at his well-being.

Shaking my head to get rid of those thoughts, I turned back to the kid.

“Alright, medicate according to what I taught you and lower your Touki for now. You can combine them later on, once you’ve mastered Senjutsu. But until then, focus on one or the other.”

“Yes!”

Issei closed his eyes and instantly fell into a meditative state, which was as abnormal as this kid was in everything else.

Generally speaking, for a person to fall into a meditative state, they must clear their mind of every other thought and intent, allowing their bodies to work autonomously and losing their consciousness completely, yet remaining aware at the same time.

For me, such a state is pretty easy to achieve since there is nothing of importance going on in my mind most of the time.

But for Issei, things are completely different.

This mad lad achieved meditation by focusing his mind on a singular goal and then using that goal as a mantra to lose himself completely within his desires.

A goal of getting laid as soon as possible.

It would be a sad dream if it weren’t so entertaining.

But hey, can’t really complain about it when it is producing results.

His Touki reserves are not worth mentioning, being lower than what I had as a child, but it is still an improvement over the literally abysmal talent and reserves he had in anything supernatural when I first took him in.

Seriously, I think this kid is somehow cursed by some god of magic, given the way magic just doesn’t work as intended whenever he tries it.

A basic teleportation spell that I tried to teach him using a rabbit, a spell that even a child should be able to cast based on simple repetition, ended with the rabbit scattered across various parts of my house, traumatizing the kid and my neighbors who ended up finding a rabbit eye in their cereal bowl the next morning.

The peculiar thing is that I had partial control over the spell since I was the one providing magic energy for it to function, as Issei had literally zero magical energy in his body and soul. This means that it should have been impossible for the spell to backfire so spectacularly, but somehow, he managed it.

We tried many other basic spells that I know that novice mages of the Western factions are taught as children, all of which ended in disaster when Issei tried them.

I wisely chose not to try teaching him any of my Tantrik arts or Black magics from the Hindu pantheon.

If he can fuck up simple spells from a relatively weak and extremely safe magic systems, I can’t even imagine the disaster that would unfold should I let him try such dangerous magic systems.

As I felt Issei descend into a meditative state, I spoke out.

“Alright, now, focus on detecting the energies entering your body. Do not try to manipulate them, do not try to interfere with them. Just observe.”

I received no reply to my words, but I knew that he heard me as I felt the brief spike in his thought patterns.

I slowly channeled natural energy into his body with my Senjutsu, making sure not to let it enter his brain just yet, allowing it to linger for a while so that Issei can get a grasp on what it feels like.

However, just like always, disaster struck as Issei’s luck came to the forefront again.

Somehow, my control over my Senjutsu slipped, and the energy rushed straight into his mind, making the kid groan in discomfort, and what sounded like lustful moans.

Shit! Looks like he is about to be overwhelmed by the negativity and lose himself in his desires.

I took back control over the energy and forcefully drained it out of his body, making the kid release a sigh of relief and directly collapse on his back.

“That hurt!”

“…..What did you feel?”

“Pain. And then, I felt strangely comfortable. Then, I felt like all my dreams were within reach. I just had to reach out a little more, take control of that power, and then, no one would be able to stop me from doing what I want!”

I nodded as his expression twisted in fear.

An appropriate response to the overwhelming nature of Natural Energy.

“Are you afraid of it now?”

“…Yes.”

“Will you stop pursuing its power?”

“No. But I think I need to be cautious of it.”

“Good. You have the right mindset.”

Looks like it was a worthwhile investment to pick up this kid as my student, even if I only did it originally for entertainment purposes.

“Now, let’s get back to business-“

I was interrupted from speaking further when I sensed the arrival of several Youkai who surrounded our little training spot.

“Izayoi-Sama. Yasaka-hime has requested your presence.”

I stared at the Tengu and looked back at Issei, who stared at me with a clueless look.

…..Seriously, kid. I need to try and get in touch with my contacts and look for a ritual to get rid of bad luck. Your peculiar luck is starting to affect my operational efficiency and entertainment, something that I cannot tolerate.

With a shake of my head, I got up from the ground and motioned for Issei to walk with us.

The least I can do for my disciple is let him get some eye-candy as a reward for a job well done.

And what better eye-candy than the nine-tailed fox that I was hired to guard for the entirety of my summer vacation?