"...Come again?"

That was the question I asked the Devil in front of me, Yumi Kiba, as I wonder if my ears were hearing things.

The reason for this situation is very simple: Kiba arrived in class a few seconds after the bell rang for lunch with bento in hand, exactly the moment I got out of the room. When our eyes meet, she grabbed me and dragged to the roof without even warning me. This obviously caused a lot of eyes to turn towards our direction as we moved through the corridor, even the eyes of Argento and Hyōdō, with the few male students cursing my name for this 'blessing'... And as usual, I ignored such a useless thing.

And while I don't like getting dragged around without any warning, I didn't try to pry away from the [Knight] since I planned on going to the roof anyway, so I guess that it's a win-win for both of us.

"We're going to the Gremory Mansion." The blond [Knight] repeated as she sat at my opposite side, an open bento right in front of her.

"...Can you explain why we're going to Gremory's home? I honestly thought the House of Gremory has a penthouse somewhere in Japan that your [King] would use instead of going back home." I couldn't help but ask that question, my curiosity coming back as I wonder why would the redhead want or even agree to have her home as a location to train at all. Considering that canon version didn't even think of going home to train for the [Rating Game], I kinda expected the same to be the case here in this AU.

"Akeno-san was the one that suggested the idea, saying that we should train in Buchou's home since her mother can help Buchou train with the [Power of Destruction] and control over it. But Buchou disagreed, wanting to use one of the penthouses in the human world in order to train without the watchful from the eyes of her parents, plus she doesn't want to disturb them."

I nodded in agreement with Himejima's reasons on why we should train in the Gremory Mansion, seeing the benefit of having Lady Gremory teach her daughter how to use her the [Power of Destruction] properly since I have no idea on how to teach her about. The best that I could do for the redhead is advice on using [Power of Destruction] with more creativity (like firing small but fast bullets in a similar fashion to [Gandrs]), rather than just charging up a large ball of it and throwing the ball at her opponents.

"Buchou and Akeno-san had a long-discussed about, but Akeno-san won in the end by briding Buchou with an idea that she couldn't refuse after hearing it."

...I'm not going ask what the deal that the sadistic [Queen] told the crimson otaku/weeb [King] in order to shut the latter up because it's not my business to know everything they agreed/disagreed on. Well, I supposed that I haven't asked the most important question yet: "When are we going?"

"Tomorrow, 5:30 in the morning."

"..." I looked at the blonde [Knight] with deadpanned eyes, unamused at that certain info. That time is way too early for me "...Let me guess, they're doing this in order to get back at me for pissing them off, especially Himejima and Tōjō, by telling them about their faults and they should abandon their grudges/fears towards their abilities." I pause for a second to take a short breath before letting out a sign "I wasn't exactly lying on what I believe about her and Tōjō's abilities and their grudges towards said abilities, especially if you four are going to fight for your [King]'s freedom." I stated without any shame, having no regret about my words "I don't care if any of you will hate me if I'm proven right. The only thing that matters to you, the ORC, is to be victorious in the [Rating Game]."

"...It's not easy to let go of a grudge, especially if it caused you so much misery." Kiba said this sentence in a cold and lifeless tone that it actually made me pause my thoughts before turning towards her curiosity. And what I saw was a bit surprising, because she's currently sporting the famous Yandere eyes (vacant version) as she just stared at her bento "I know how they feel since Koneko-chan and Akeno-san aren't the only ones with a grudge..."

She blinked, probably realising what she was doing before she began to wave her right in a dismissing manner with her eyes closed and a fake smile plastered on her face "Ah, don't worry me, my grudge isn't towards an ability that I possess so I'll fight with full force in the match."

"...If you say so." I didn't bother to question her words since I know about her past... But I'm curious on how would Kiba react if she saw a [Holy Sword]. Himejima reacted in a much more tamer manner than I expected when I told her to swallow her pride and use her [Holy Lightning] in order to win, while Tōjō reacted a bit more heatedly than her usual stoic self about using [Senjutsu].

...After thinking things through, that might not be a great idea. I'm already attacked two emotional teens that won't let their grudges go mentally and going to deal with them for two weeks by training them, I don't need another one in the plate that probably will become the same as (or probably worse) her male counterpart.

"Now that I think about it..." Kiba started while striking a thinking pose, changing the subject "I never asked if you have an idea for the training regime." She said out loud before leaning forward with a curious look expression on her face "Mind giving me a heads up?"

"I have an idea for each of you, but each one is susceptible to change if needed." I retorted without looking at the blonde, before pointing at her in a lazy way "And your next line is: That's not very informative..."

"That's not-" The [Knight] stopped when she realised what was happening and I don't need to look at her to know that she has a shocked expression on her face, possibly wondering how I did that.

"Don't ask." I told her while looking at her a bit seriously "Because if you do then I might bomb bard you with nearly everything about JoJo's Bizarre Adventure and it's greatness, and lunch break won't be enough time to do so."

"...What are you doing?"

I blinked in confusion, wondering what she's talking about, before realising that I'm already on my feet and did GioGio's JoJo Pose... Well, that was a bit embarrassing "Sorry, an extreme JoJo fan like me tend to do JoJo poses while getting heated up on talking about JoJo. I especially like doing the iconic JoJo pose of the main JoJo in the part that I loved the most, which is called Vento Aureo."

"..." Kiba didn't say anything, she just looked at me like I'm some kind of unknown life form another planet...

...Looks like some things never change, no matter what modern world you go to.

"...If you want to get into JoJo then you better ask you [King] to give you the manga for part 1." I said with a sign while sitting back down in a similar manner to Caeser "It's better for you to read the story where everything began, rather than skip parts and read about my favourite part of JoJo. It's disgraceful in my opinion."

"...If you say so." That was all she said before going back to eating her bento, while I signed again and when back to my thoughts-

*Ring~* *Ring~*

I blinked, a bit surprised that lunchtime was already over. I didn't expect that time flew that fast with just a simp,e conversation "Well, that quick." I commented out loud before standing up like a normal person "I'll be going back to the classroom. See ya later."

- after school -

"You're going to Rias Gremory's home tomorrow?"

"That's not how I worded it, but close enough." I corrected Hyōdō, but nodded none the less, as she, Argento and I are walking together back to the house, discussing what's about to happen for two weeks for us.

The topic was started because the duo saw Kiba talking to me during lunch break that was brought to everyone's attention at that time by the Perverted Duo who clearly did it out of jealousy. While not overly bothered (to put it mildly) by such a sight like the rest of the student body, Argento and Hyōdō were still curious about what was our conversation and asked after classes ended.

I explained to them that Kiba was sent in order to inform me of the training ground by Himejima, which (surprisingly) will be located in the House of Gremory's home territory in the [Underworld].

I have two reasons why I haven't told them earlier: 1) I was too busy thinking on how to torture/train the available members of the ORC, which understandable since I was paid to do my job. And 2) I had to think about other things to prepare like clothes for two weeks. Despite living under the same roof with Gremory and her family for two weeks, I don't believe that the House of Gremory has clothes that would fit my simple taste considering that I don't remember anything about [Underworld]'s fashion sense.

"Going on a trip..." Argento said those words while looking up at the sky with a dreamy look on her eyes, the kind when little kids see a brand new toy and they want it "I feel a bit envious of you, Kōjiro-san."

"It's not like I'm going with the ORC just to have fun since I was hired to train them," I told the blond Nun while my eyes went to the [Abyss Auction] as we pass by it. It'll probably the last time I'll see until I come back in two weeks time. I don't really want to use my money to roll the [Gacha] like most whalers in games with micro-transactions... I rather not make the same mistake when I was an idiot whaler while playing KanColle (But I don't regret not getting the ships!) "Anyways, I hope that the house isn't burned down when I come back."

"Isn't it too earlier to assume the worst to happen?" Hyōdō said as she turned towards me with an unamused expression on her face "It's not like we're bad in maintaining the cleanliness of the house since we had to help clean the church after every mass."

"Just saying."

"Don't worry, Kōjiro-san," Argento said with a smile on her face, completely immune to the weak insult that I directed towards her and Hyōdō... Well, I guess that she's used to worst kinds of insults from her co-workers with when she was still in the [Vatican] "We'll make sure that nothing is out of place when you come!"

"I hope that you can keep promises, Argentines-san."

"Say, Kōjiro," Hyōdō called out my name, which I responded with a grunt. Taking that as a signal to go on, Hyōdō asked: "What kind of training course do you plan for the ORC?"

"Why the sudden curiosity?" I couldn't help but ask, wondering why she suddenly asked that question. I can understand if the person asking is one of my trainees, but someone uninvolved? That's a bit odd.

"I can give you a few pointers and corrections with your training course." Hyōdō said confidently as she puffed her chest out with a slightly cocky smirk "I've trained a few newbie Exorcists before and made them really strong so I can help you with it!"

"...She is serious?" I asked Argento, the only person that could give me a true answer without leaving out anything behind, with a slightly curious expression on my face as I have no idea on how good is Hyōdō at training others.

Issei was a somewhat decent trainer to his teammates, like helping Gasper Vladi to use his [Sacred Gear] (With some assistance from Sitri's [Pawn]), but it was thanks to having a normal life and passable trainer that he was alright. Xenovia Quarta was such a wild and bad trainer, resorting to using a [Holy Sword] on Gasper just to train him despite it being very dangerous, was all thanks to her lessons from Griselda Quarta.

Xenovia Quarta's blunt and 'innocent' personality may have played a large role as well, the wielder of [Durandal] can only teach others based off her experience and most of the said experience can be directed towards her teacher. While Hyōdō has a very different personality (and possibly a different trainer) from Xenovia Quarta, I don't have any high expectations from the brunette considering the [Vatican] doesn't have the best reputation when it comes to having sane soldiers and priests like Galilee.

"Heh heh heh..." ...That nervous laugh is already making me lose my low faith in Hyōdō's experience and methods as a trainer. Can she really be that bad? "Well, she did train them to become good [Exorcists], but some of them... Are kinda terrified of her afterwards."

"That's a bit rude, Asia." Hyōdō said, pouting towards her best friend while I just looked at her with deadpanned eyes, unamused at her use of that cliché line to defend herself lamely "I was only giving them a lighter version of the training regimen that Sister Griselda and Uncle Tōji made me go through to make me as strong as I am today."

"I think that you're missing the point there, Isane..." Argento said with deadpanned eyes, possibly the first time I've seen her with that kind of expression in any media.

"...Alright, I'll tell you my training plan for each member of the ORC." I started after thinking things through, seeing that 's no harm telling the plan. What I got in return were curious expressions from the duo "The reason for this is due to having different faults that need different approaches for each one. They're not like [Exorcists] or students that are supposed to learn the same thing that someone else did due to their religion or the organisation they work under." Hyōdō nodded, understanding what I meant first hand due to being an [Exorcists] "Anyways, let's just continue this discussion at the house."

The duo nodded before the three of us went back to our usual routine, the two best friends chatting away while I watch them from behind a few feet away.

- a few hours later -

Madness.

That was the first thing that I saw after falling asleep as I watch two armies fighting against one another, in a wasteland filled with countless kinds of weapons all around them, whether they're standing on the battlefield or one of the dead bodies laying around. The way they fought was close to savages, using whatever means possible in the human body to win.

Seems to be a normal war, right? Well, it would be if it wasn't for the fact that the soldiers are wearing armour from different timelines.

Spartans in Egyptian clothing while the Trojans are wearing Chinese armour from the Romance of the Three Kingdoms. Hell, there are even some actual Egyptians and Chinese warriors on each respective side. Cultures that weren't mixed up during the time of the Trojan War, and never would during this time period compared to the modern era.

And how do I know that these guys are Spartans and Trojans? Because I can see Achilles in clothes fitting of a Pharaoh, fighting against 'me' as 'I' dodge and fend of his ruthless attacks with a very particular spear... But the thing that caught my eye was the look of madness in his face.

The way he grinned reminded me of (for some reason) Kazuma's evil version, and while I usually at that kind of face... The bloodlust in his eyes actually made the grin look intimidating. They're just like Heracles as a Berserker, glowing golden iris that has a crazed shine to them within a sea of darkness.

"▂▂▂▂▃▃▃▃▅▅—ーー！！！ ▅▅▅▅▅▅ーーー！！！ " I heard loud inhuman growls from Achilles, despite his mouth moving normally that it's impossible for him to create such sounds. I couldn't read his lips just like my mother, so I can't understand a thing on what he's actually saying-

!?

I paused for a second when I saw Achilles' face distort, changing to someone else's face-

!?

I didn't get any time to know who the new person is because I was sent flying by the new face's jab at my head, painfully crushing on the ground-

...Why am I getting dragged around like a rag doll?

I don't know what happened, but the situation changed and the battlefield changed the second I blinked. Now I'm being dragged through the dirt of the battlefield by... A chariot? That seems about right.

The rider is the guy that killed me, Achilles.

I noticed something strange about my body. My body is paralyzed like I was dead... In fact, I can't feel anything at all. Not the pain that one should experience in this kind of thing, nor the beating of my hearts or even my chest moving up and down.

Am I dead?

Que piece of rock earth rip my nose out, and yet I didn't feel a thing.

Yeah, I'm probably dead.

But the only thing that I can fell is my head in pain. Wait, why is my head in so much pain when I'm dead? It's like thousands of needles are piercing my dead brain, planting confusing memories that feel...

...What was that word again?

"...Real."

I said what was bugging my mind out loud with my supposedly dead lips... And that's the moment when everything just broke apart like glass before turning into a realm of never-ending darkness, and all I can do is lose my vision as I fall into this abyss.

But the last thing I saw before the darkness consumed me really surprised me, as it's a Frankenstein's Monster that most made out of Emiya, Lancelot and Billy with bits of Lu Bu, Hektor, Hassan and Leo, staring at me before a mad grin grew on its face as my vision turned black completely.

- the next morning -

I opened my eyes as a burning light that pierced through my eyelids woke me up, finding myself back in my room. I placed a hand over my face to rub the blurriness of my eyes, to block out the light and tried not to think about the recent 'Dream Cycle'. It was really weird, confusing and ridiculous that I'm actually having a hard time remembering the details... Because the only thing that I can remember is the fake info implanted on my brain during the 'Dream Cycle'.

Hektor was the Emperor of Troy. Lu Bu was the traitor that sided with the Spartans all for a hopeless love for Nefertari. Achilles was a Son of Ra, with Ozymandias as his older brother.

But some memories were true, mostly from the Egyptian side, like OzymanDIO still being the ruler while his beloved is Queen Nefertari and Moses is his peerless friend... Actually, now that I think about it, any memory involving DIO and the ones most important to him have little to no alterations to them.

Well, I guess that DIO prefers to have his memories to be unchanged completely when viewed by some kid that's using his card along with seven more... How wonderful.

Letting out a tired sigh, I looked towards my clock before a groan of annoyance/displeasure came out of my mouth when I saw that the time was 4:30. Remembering that a certain group paid me to train them, I slapped myself a few times to help shake off the sleepiness "I hate waking up so early in the morning..." I complained to myself out loud as I roll my body off my bed and-

-!?

I stopped on my tracks just when I was about to stand-up from my bed, my ability to sense others finally kicking in as I felt a very familiar demonic energy within the house-Correction, within my room.

...Why did you enter my house uninvited again!?

Turning towards the source, secretly cursing to whatever God/ness that pulled this shit on me, I saw a certain redhead that I wished wasn't there right now, sitting on my chair with her legs crossed and arms folded underneath her breasts. Her attire is a sleeveless white dress that falls a few inches above her knees and held up by thin straps on her shoulders,

I can see that she's looking at me with a shocked expression on her face... More specifically, at my lower-half hidden beneath the sheets that I'm thankfully holding on right now.

"...Well, isn't this awkward?" I asked sarcastically as I made my sheets into a makeshift-towel, snapping Gremory out of her trance and causing her to look at me in the eyes. I looked at her with unamused expression, still a bit too sleepy to actually be pissed and lacked the energy to shout at her to get out... And to be honest, having a hot woman looking at my morning wood is kinda a turn on "Can you get out of my room? I have to change... Unless you want a show?"

...Why the hell did I just shamelessly flirted with her?

"..." Without a single word, Gremory stood up from the chair and walked out of my room, her cheeks were dusted with a shade of pink. I took a deep breath before letting out a big sigh, glad that things didn't end up like a certain cliché in a RomCom anime (the accidental pervert AKA calling-me-a-pervert-even-if-the-girl-is-the-one-who-saw-me-naked-before-attacking-me cliché) while a part of me was disappointed that she left before anything interesting happened...

Lancelot and Emiya's womanizing traits must be rubbing off on me, especially from the former considering how I tried to woe a girl that has a fiancé... I don't want to be a womanizer like him since his tales with the opposite sex that turned into catalysts for wonderful things (being serious with Galahad's birth, because Best Kōhai wouldn't be alive without him) during his time under King Arthur's rule.

As for Emiya, I don't want to have a harem anytime soon since I don't have the power to protect anyone but myself at the moment yet. And IF (and that's a pretty big IF) I do somehow gather a harem, I hope that it doesn't have a twin-tailed Tsundere girl since I rather not deal with someone that's too quick to misunderstood things (mostly involving others girls) before attacking me out of jealousy/anger, a short stack with a black hole as a stomach because I'm not kind and patient enough to keep on feeding that never-ending pit and especially a broken woman that can potentially become a Yandere as she's just a more deadly version of a Tsundere...

Why do I feel like I'm forgetting something?

...

...

...

Meh, probably nothing important.