Chapitre 241

Se poursuit à partir de

Se poursuit jusqu’à Life.2 Le Dieu de la Mort et le Chien de la Lame

Aller directement à :

Partie 1. Partie 2.

Commentaires

Life.1 Éclater en été !

Partie 1

Après avoir reçu cette nouvelle soudaine, nous avons arrêté nos activités à la piscine et nous sommes précipités à la maison, au domicile Hyoudou. Dans le salon, mes parents, les parents de Rias, la mère de Ravel, Barakiel-san et Sœur Griselda-san s’étaient déjà rassemblés ! En voyant notre arrivée, le père de Rias leva la main avec un sourire chaleureux pour nous saluer.

« Allez, tout le monde. »

Nous étions tous tellement choqués de voir nos propres parents que nous étions complètement sans voix… ! Dès que Rias ouvrit la bouche pour dire « Otou— », elle fut interrompue par une femme qui s’approcha de moi. Une femme aux cheveux noirs qui ressemblait étroitement à Irina s’approcha de moi—. Elle prit ma main, puis sourit.

« Ara ara ara ara, Ise-kun. Ça fait si longtemps que je ne t’ai pas vu ! Bien que j’aie regardé tes matchs à la télévision, tu as vraiment tellement grandi maintenant que je te vois de près comme ça ! »

Il me semblait avoir un souvenir de cette femme aimable. Et puis, Irina se plaça entre nous et dit à la femme

« Mama ! Pourquoi es-tu ici !? Tu disais que tu venais au Japon ! Mais pourquoi ici !? »

C’est ça, la femme à qui Irina parlait était sa mère ! La mère d’Irina répondit avec une expression quelque peu distraite

« Ara, ne t’ai-je pas dit ? »

La façon dont elle pencha la tête était exactement la même qu’Irina. Je saluai correctement la mère d’Irina

« Comme je le pensais, oba-san[1] ! Ça fait longtemps. »

Cela faisait vraiment longtemps que je ne l’avais pas vue pour la dernière fois. Depuis qu’Irina et sa famille avaient déménagé en Angleterre. Je suis toujours sous sa garde depuis que je suis jeune. Elle m’offrait souvent le déjeuner, et elle emmenait aussi Irina et moi au grand magasin ou à un spectacle de héros.

« Bon sang ! Tu es vraiment devenu un homme si merveilleux ! Quand tu étais enfant, j’avais dit sur le ton de la plaisanterie que c’est toi qui prendrais soin d’Irina à l’avenir, mais je ne m’attendais pas à ce que tu l’épouses vraiment ! Peu importe si mes petits-enfants sont des garçons ou des filles, ça me va ! »

Sa nature enjouée était exactement comme Irina ! Et elle me faisait aussi sentir comme une seconde mère, alors cela me manquait vraiment ! Le visage d’Irina devint rouge à cause des paroles de sa mère, et elle murmura embarrassée

« Arrête, s’il te plaît ! On est devant tout le monde ! »

Je me suis aussi senti assez embarrassé et mon visage semblait en feu ! Je ne sais vraiment pas comment réagir quand je suis taquiné par ces figures parentales ! Pour qu’elle comprenne mieux la situation, Rias demanda à ses propres parents

« Réunir autant de personnes ici, au domicile Hyoudou… otou-sama, okaa-sama, que prévoyez-vous ? Ce n’est sûrement pas juste une fête de thé… »

Le père de Rias hocha la tête et dit

« Hmm, c’est pour discuter du calendrier de la cérémonie. Il est aussi temps d’organiser les choses selon les conditions de chaque famille. »

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[…C-Cérémonie ?]

Aucun de nous ne comprenait ce que disait le père de Rias. Avec un regard perplexe, elle demanda à nouveau à son père. Le père de Rias sourit agréablement, puis répondit joyeusement

« Hahaha ! Ce n’est pas évident, Rias ? Nous parlons de l’organisation de la cérémonie de mariage pour toi et toutes les autres dames qui ont accepté la proposition d’Issei-kun. »

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…Nous avons tous mis un certain temps à comprendre la signification de ces mots, et nous sommes tombés dans le silence… et dès que nous avons compris, tout le monde a crié de surprise !

[CÉRÉMONIE DE MARIAGE !?]

Nous avons tous crié d’une seule voix ! H-Il a en fait dit qu’ils déterminaient les dates des cérémonies de mariage ! Que se passe-t-il !? Et il semble que nos parents aient déjà convenu de discuter de ce sujet !? A-Bien que j’aie sûrement déjà proposé à Rias, Akeno-san, Asia, Xenovia et Irina, est-ce suffisant pour que tous nos parents se réunissent maintenant pour discuter des dates !? Rias et les autres semblaient également complètement ignorants de cela, et ils étaient si surpris que leurs expressions s’étaient figées ! 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Et puis Irina s’est aussi avancée, ses yeux brillants en disant

« Papa ! Maman ! Je veux organiser ma cérémonie de mariage au Paradis ! »

Et puis le père d’Irina a agité ses deux mains en l’air et a dit avec un large sourire

« Je savais que tu dirais ça, alors papa en a déjà parlé aux supérieurs ! »

Aaaahhh ! Je ne pouvais pas suivre le rythme du tout, mais au contraire, toutes les filles et leurs parents semblaient en profiter et, une par une, ils ont accepté ! Kaa-san a dit à Asia

« Asia-chan, tu peux aussi me dire quel lieu tu aimerais, d’accord ? C’est le moment où nous pouvons utiliser l’argent que Ise a gagné. »

« Oui, okaa-san ! Je-je-je veux avoir un mariage au Japon ! »

Après avoir écouté la demande d’Asia, tou-san a affiché une expression d’extase et il semblait qu’il avait commencé à rêvasser.

« La robe de mariée d’Asia-chan, elle sera magnifique… »

Xenovia s’est aussi assise tranquillement à côté de Sister Griselda-san, et elles ont commencé à converser.

« Si je pense à mes origines, alors sûrement mon mariage doit avoir lieu au Vatican. Qu’en penses-tu ? »

« Choisis l’endroit que tu aimes. Ce sera ton grand jour. J’écouterai ton choix. »

En voyant la situation se dérouler devant elle, Rias n’a plus pu rester calme, et elle a élevé la voix en disant à ses parents

« Otou-sama ! Okaa-sama ! »

Même Rias allait faire quelques reproches à ses parents, je pensais initialement—.

« Je veux organiser ma cérémonie de mariage à Kyoto ! »

Elle a d’une manière ou d’une autre sorti une brochure de mariage de quelque part et a commencé à la montrer à ses parents ! En voyant même Rias se mettre en ligne avec tout le monde, je suis resté complètement sans voix !

« Je suppose que les parents sont plus heureux que quiconque quand il s’agit de choses comme ça. »

—Kiba a souri en disant cela. Et puis, Ravel a dit

« Mais, tout comme Venelana-sama l’a dit, Ise-sama — en considérant que tu continueras à agir en tant que [Oppai Dragon] à l’avenir, il est très sage de décider un peu à l’avance du calendrier. Puisque tu as déjà proposé, il est tout à fait naturel que tout le monde commence à se préparer pour la date. »

Ce que Ravel disait était correct. En tant que [Roi] Démon ou en tant que [Oppai Dragon], mon emploi du temps à partir de maintenant serait incroyablement chargé. Après tout, j’avais mon travail de Démon, et je devais aussi assister à des événements de héros. Rias serait aussi occupée que moi. De plus, nous avions aussi la responsabilité de faire partie de l’équipe anti-terroriste [DxD]. Bien que tout ait semblé plutôt paisible jusqu’à présent dans le Tournoi, il était difficile de prévoir s’il y aurait un autre fou comme Rizevim qui pourrait émerger. En pensant à des choses comme ça, il valait mieux organiser dès maintenant les dates de nos cérémonies de mariage, car cela rendrait probablement les choses un peu plus faciles… ? a dit Kiba

« Ise-kun, je suis sûr qu’il y aura beaucoup d’invités VIP à tes cérémonies de mariage. Il est préférable de confirmer ces événements dès que possible. Ce n’est pas un préavis suffisant pour leur dire de venir à la dernière minute. Mais à ce sujet, parmi tous les parents ici, il est nécessaire qu’ils aient un sentiment de paix dans leur esprit. »

Ah — c’est aussi quelque chose à laquelle je dois réfléchir… De mon point de vue, je m’étais tourné vers les filles qui m’étaient précieuses, et je leur avais promis du fond du cœur que je voulais passer ma vie avec elles à l’avenir. Mais du point de vue de leurs parents, puisque c’était le cas, il était nécessaire de préparer les cérémonies. Non, c’était une chose importante à laquelle j’aurais dû penser aussi… Parce que la situation dépassait de loin mon imagination, même lorsque j’étais en troisième année, je ne pouvais rien faire d’autre que me sentir confus ! Rossweisse-san semblait comprendre ce que je pensais, et elle m’a dit :

« Ise-kun, il est normal que tu t’inquiètes. Même lorsque tu t’es fiancé, tu pensais que les cérémonies de mariage auraient lieu dans quelques années, et c’est pourquoi tout le monde est confus par l’excitation des parents. Mais c’est seulement parce que tes parents sont si heureux à ce sujet. »

Même si j’avais écouté les opinions de Kiba, Ravel et Rossweisse-san, je me sentais toujours comme si j’avais été trop naïf dans mes pensées. Hmm, je leur ai déjà proposé, donc je ne peux pas continuer comme ça. Rias et les autres voulaient probablement vraiment parler de ces choses avec moi. À partir de maintenant, je devrais leur parler de ces choses, tout en comptant sur les conseils des parents de chacun. C’est ça, puisqu’ils sont là, je devrais aller voir les parents d’Irina et Sœur Griselda-san pour leur dire « S’il vous plaît, donnez-moi votre fille ! » ou « S’il vous plaît, donnez-moi votre sœur ! ». J’avais déjà obtenu l’approbation des parents de Rias et de Barakiel-san, alors je devais m’assurer d’avoir la bénédiction de tout le monde ! Bien que j’aie été assez confus auparavant, j’avais changé d’avis maintenant, et décidé d’affronter tout cela de front. —Juste à ce moment-là. Une silhouette énorme est apparue dans le salon—. Un corps de deux mètres de haut avec un cou épais, des bras épais, des jambes plus épaisses que ma taille… et le visage d’un homme âgé qui était incongru avec ce corps ! Le géant aux cheveux gris, portant des vêtements de prêtre, se tenait là.

« Hoho, des cérémonies de mariage hein. Permettez-moi de donner ma bénédiction à ce moment-là en tant que prêtre, cela me donnerait une grande satisfaction. »

Après avoir dit cela, il a affiché un sourire sur son visage ridé ! C-C’était un homme que je n’oublierais pas.

« Votre Éminence Strada ! »

L’ancien Cardinal de la Vatican, Sa Eminence Vasco Strada, a caressé ma tête de sa grande main.

« Bonjour, Sekiryuutei garçon. J’ai regardé ton match, et je dois dire qu’il était vraiment splendide. »

Surpris par sa présence soudaine, Xenovia et Irina se sont rapidement agenouillées (après quoi, Lint-san s’est aussi agenouillé). Pour les guerriers de l’Église, il était leur ancien leader… Strada a agité la main, faisant signe aux trois de se relever. C-Cet homme était une figure majeure qui était venue du Vatican au Japon lors de la rébellion précédente des guerriers de l’Église. Après avoir assumé la responsabilité du coup d’État, il aurait dû commencer à vivre une vie recluse par la suite… Bien qu’il nous ait soutenus lors de la bataille contre Trihexa, pourquoi Sa Eminence Strada est-il venu chez moi… ? Les membres de mon équipe étaient aussi très surpris — mais cela ne semblait pas être le cas pour les membres de l’équipe de Rias. Il était tout à fait naturel que l’apparition d’une telle figure majeure ici surprenne Xenovia et Irina… Ravel semblait avoir compris la signification de la présence de Sa Eminence, et elle a regardé Rias. Rias a souri sans peur en reconnaissance.

« C’est exactement ce que tu penses, Ravel. J’ai invité Sa Eminence à rejoindre mon équipe. »

— Quoi !?

La remarque de Rias nous a complètement choqués ! Mince ! Que de surprises en série ! Nos parents avaient commencé à discuter des cérémonies de mariage de manière énergique, et l’équipe de Rias avait réussi à recruter Son Eminence Vasco Strada pour le combat ! J’avais entendu dire qu’il était déjà à la retraite, alors je ne m’attendais pas du tout à ce qu’il participe au Tournoi Mondial ! De plus, il a rejoint l’équipe de Rias ! En temps normal, même si Son Eminence devait participer, il aurait probablement rejoint une équipe ayant un lien avec l’Église ou le Ciel… ! Qu’est-ce que Rias a fait pour convaincre Son Eminence Strada de rejoindre… ? Non, Rias était déjà très douée pour la persuasion. Nous avions aussi été persuadés par elle dans le passé pour devenir ses serviteurs et nous rassembler ici ! Nous étions tous des personnes incroyablement talentueuses. En tenant compte de l’ajout de Son Eminence Strada, je suppose que c’est assez incroyable. M-Mais ! J’avais encore du mal à croire que Son Eminence Strada ait rejoint l’équipe de Rias… ! Les expressions de Ravel, Xenovia et des autres membres de notre équipe ont changé de surprise à prudence. L’atmosphère était passée de l’animation des cérémonies de mariage à la tension du tournoi. Pourtant, ce qui a brisé cette tension, c’était le père d’Irina et Sœur Griselda-san. Tous deux se sont également agenouillés en voyant Son Eminence.

[Votre Eminence.]

Son Eminence Strada a souri, puis a fait un geste de la main pour leur indiquer de se relever.

« Ça va très bien. Guerrier Shidou Touji, Sœur Griselda, veuillez vous lever. Je suis venu ici à titre privé. »

Les parents de Rias ont alors également salué Son Eminence.

« C’est notre première rencontre. Votre Eminence Vasco Strada, je suis l’actuel chef de la Maison Gremory. Voici ma femme Venelana. »

La mère de Ravel a également présenté ses salutations.

« Je suis l’épouse de l’actuel chef de la Maison Phoenix. C’est un honneur de rencontrer un homme saint aussi célèbre aujourd’hui. »

C’était une scène assez frappante de voir des Démons de haut rang et un ancien dirigeant de l’Église réunis en un seul endroit. Si cela s’était produit dans le passé, cela aurait probablement tourné à une guerre inévitable. Barakiel-san s’est levé et a serré la main de Son Eminence Strada.

« Pouvoir se voir face à face comme ça… cela fait des décennies. »

« Hahaha, j’étais encore un jeune homme à l’époque. C’est agréable de voir que vous êtes toujours en bonne santé. »

Les deux se connaissent ? Eh bien, Son Eminence Strada a été un guerrier pendant longtemps. Kiba m’a expliqué

(Son Eminence aurait eu plusieurs rencontres avec les Cadres des Anges Déchus quand il était plus jeune.)

Ah — je me suis rappelé l’histoire de comment Son Eminence avait forcé Kokabiel à battre en retraite. Et quand Kokabiel nous a attaqués ici, il a mentionné Son Eminence Strada, probablement parce que cet incident l’avait profondément marqué. Ainsi, Son Eminence Strada a également rejoint la discussion sur le calendrier du mariage, et les conversations ont continué—.

Un peu après que le sujet des cérémonies de mariage ait été abordé, kaa-san m’a discrètement dit

« Nous devrions aussi appeler ta grand-mère à la campagne, mais comment expliquer quelque chose comme ça à une personne âgée… »

Ce qu’elle venait de dire… était plutôt sérieux. Ma grand-mère n’avait aucune idée des Démons ou des Youkai ! Tou-san a aussi dit

« Si mon vieux était encore là, il dirait probablement quelque chose comme ’Oh, ils existent !’ et l’accepterait sur le champ. »

Ah — comme tou-san l’a dit, jii-chan croirait probablement à l’existence des Démons et des Anges. Après tout, c’était une personne plutôt ouverte d’esprit et facile à vivre. Tou-san a poursuivi

Hmm, je pense que kaa-chan aime aussi croire en de telles choses. Pendant longtemps, elle a été le genre de personne qui croirait aux youkai, aux dieux de la montagne, et ainsi de suite.

Étonnamment, la génération plus âgée peut accepter ces choses beaucoup plus rapidement.

répondit Kaa-san. Et puis le père de Rias dit

—Si les gens normaux croient au surnaturel, alors leur montrer les êtres surnaturels de leur propre pays est la méthode la plus directe. La meilleure serait le Kappa… mais il est possible que le choc soit trop immense… hmm.

Le père de Rias tourna alors son regard vers Koneko-chan et Kuroka (qui étaient rentrées juste avant) assises côte à côte sur un canapé.

Puisque Koneko-kun et sa sœur sont là, il vaudrait peut-être mieux commencer par lui faire s’habituer aux nekomata. Elle pourra regarder leurs oreilles de chat et leur queue en en parlant.

Commencer par Koneko-chan et Kuroka, hein. Ça devrait fonctionner. Rien qu’à leur apparence, elles ne sont pas très différentes des gens ordinaires. Leurs oreilles de chat et leur queue pourraient tromper certains en leur faisant croire qu’il s’agit de décorations, mais elles ne sont pas effrayantes, donc il semble qu’elles pourront être acceptées plus facilement par les gens. Je suis devenu un Démon, et mes futures épouses sont des Démons et des Anges, il sera donc nécessaire d’expliquer honnêtement les choses à ma grand-mère avant les cérémonies de mariage. Mes parents semblaient aussi un peu inquiets quant à la façon dont nous expliquerions réellement les choses à ma grand-mère. …Devrais-je aussi être honnête à ce sujet avec Matsuda et Motohama ? Non, si je leur dis, je pourrais les mettre en danger… Mais, ces deux gars pourraient accepter la situation immédiatement après le choc, puis dire « Dépêche-toi de nous présenter des filles Démon mignonnes ! ». Asia s’approcha et me demanda

-Ise-san, à quoi ressemblait ton ojii-sama ?

-Il était très pervers. C’est la première chose qui me vient à l’esprit.

Je répondis sans hésitation. Hmm, non seulement il avait une réserve de magazines érotiques, mais nous courions aussi après le derrière d’une belle onee-san chaque fois que nous sortions ensemble. Il parlait de poitrine toute la journée. Tou-san hocha également la tête sans réserve.

…Oui, la perversion d’Ise et son objectif de harem doivent avoir été une influence de mon vieux. Après tout, kaa-chan a dit qu’il n’a toujours poursuivi les jupes des filles depuis qu’il est jeune.

Kaa-san poursuivit alors

Ara, ma belle-mère m’a aussi dit qu’il poursuivait encore les jupes des jeunes filles même en vieillissant.

Eh bien, ma grand-mère m’a aussi parlé de ça. La voyant si lubrique malgré son jeune âge, elle disait que j’étais comme mon grand-père. Chaque fois que je revenais la voir, elle disait la même chose. Je dis à Asia

-Le visage de jii-chan changerait complètement s’il voyait une belle onee-san à la caisse du supermarché, tu sais ?

Et puis, tou-san me dit avec les yeux à moitié plissés

-Ise, tu n’es pas pareil ? Quand tu étais jeune, tu ne gardais pas aussi tes yeux fixés sur ces belles femmes.

Ton fils est tellement désolé d’être pervers ! Mais, ces belles onee-sans ont aussi volé ton regard, tou-san !? Tou-san soupira et dit

—Mon vieux était trop indulgent quand il était jeune, et même les oncles parmi mes proches se demandaient s’il aurait un jour des enfants illégitimes… À l’époque, j’avais toujours peur qu’un frère ou une sœur sorte de nulle part.

Arrête de raconter ces histoires ! Si les enfants illégitimes de jii-chan sortent vraiment, notre arbre généalogique va être bouleversé !

Hahaha, il ressemble à un vieux qui a bien apprécié la compagnie d’une femme.

Le père de Rias écoutait joyeusement. En parlant de cela, tous les Démons présents écoutaient maintenant attentivement les histoires de jii-chan. C’était plutôt convaincant étant donné à quel point j’étais perverti, et le sujet des enfants illégitimes était probablement assez courant chez les Démons aristocratiques.

« Maintenant que j’y pense, j’étais au collège quand mon vieux et la mère de mon camarade— »

—Tou-san commença à approfondir le sujet de mon grand-père. Tous les parents écoutaient avec grand intérêt en hochant la tête. En regardant autour de moi, Rias, Asia, Akeno-san, Xenovia, Irina, Ravel et Rossweisse-san étaient également fascinées par l’histoire. …Je suppose que les histoires sur jii-chan étaient assez inhabituelles pour elles. Après tout, ce vieux monsieur était rarement mentionné dans nos conversations quotidiennes. Je soupirai en me levant et marchai vers la cuisine. Je pensais prendre un peu de jus dans le réfrigérateur. Mais je ne m’attendais pas à ce que les gens soient déjà dans la cuisine, et il s’avéra que c’était Koneko-chan et Kuroka qui sirotaient un cola en parlant du passé. Kuroka dit tranquillement

« …Les parents hein. »

L’expression sur son visage était douloureuse, et ses yeux étaient remplis de tristesse…. Elle montrait parfois une expression si sérieuse et belle, et je ne pouvais m’empêcher d’être fasciné par elle. Kuroka, tu es vraiment belle quand tu restes silencieuse. Kuroka remarqua ma présence, puis demanda

« Quand tu épouseras Sekiryuutei-chan, auras-tu encore besoin de tes parents ? Qu’en penses-tu, Shirone ? »

Koneko-chan écouta la question de Kuroka—.

« ……Je n’ai aucun souvenir de tou-sama et kaa-sama, alors… »

Le ton de sa voix était assez sombre. Kuroka sourit avec ironie.

« …C’est vrai. Désolée de te poser une telle question, Shirone. »

« Ce n’est pas grave. »

Et puis toutes les deux continuèrent silencieusement à siroter leur cola. À l’approche du jeu, les sœurs qui étaient parfois en opposition à cause d’une petite chose buvaient aussi du cola et s’asseyaient côte à côte comme ça. …Mais, leurs parents hein. Je ne les ai jamais entendus en parler, ni l’un ni l’autre. La cuisine était occupée par une atmosphère silencieuse, tandis que le salon était rempli des voix de rire de tout le monde. Je suppose que les histoires de jii-chan sont assez intéressantes.

Partie 2

Le lendemain—.

Hier, la visite soudaine de nos parents et l’apparition de Sa Majesté Strada ont empêché la piscine d’être complètement nettoyée…. Plus tard, nous devrions nettoyer la piscine à nouveau, mais en y réfléchissant bien, ma maison avait aussi une piscine souterraine (et elle était plus grande que celle de l’école), donc il n’y avait pas vraiment besoin de se précipiter pour aller à l’école nager. En cas de problème, il était aussi possible de nager dans la piscine sous ma maison…. Mais si nous allions nager à l’école, alors nous pourrions appliquer de la crème solaire et profiter du soleil…. Mais, l’idée que des Démons et des Vampires mettent de la crème solaire au bord de la piscine pour se faire bronzer est plutôt étrange. Pendant que ces pensées traversaient mon esprit, je suis allé faire des courses avec Ravel après l’école. Parce que les consommables dans notre salle de club avaient été épuisés, nous avions prévu de les reconstituer dans un supermarché à proximité. Après avoir fini nos courses et en revenant, Ravel et moi avons parlé de la direction future du Tournoi Mondial.

« Sa Majesté Strada rejoindra l’équipe de Rias…. C’est assez inattendu, et nous n’avions même pas envisagé une telle possibilité. »

J’ai dit la vérité. En tant qu’ancien porteur de Durandal, il était une figure majeure qui avait dirigé les guerriers de l’Église—. Sa véritable force était certaine, et malgré son âge, il avait encore assez de puissance pour nous submerger. Bien que sa force physique ait quelque peu diminué en raison de son âge avancé… sa participation restait une menace. Les membres de l’équipe de Rias peuvent tous être considérés comme de premier ordre. Ravel dit

« De cette façon, l’équipe de Rias-sama est maintenant complète en termes de membres… tous ses membres sont considérablement forts. Ses membres originaux sont forts, et ils continueront de grandir à l’avenir, mais elle a aussi été attirée par deux porteurs de Longinus, le Dragon Maléfique Crom Cruach, et Son Éminence Vasco Strada… ils sont trop forts. En tant que camarades, ils valent la peine d’être fiers, mais en tant qu’adversaires, c’est plutôt effrayant. »

C’était absolument vrai. De notre point de vue normal, nous étions plutôt impressionnés par les compétences de négociation de Rias, mais en ce qui concerne le Tournoi Mondial, c’était assez terrifiant. Crom Cruach pourrait déjà avoir dépassé la classe Dragon Céleste, et en plus, il y a aussi Son Éminence Strada… Bien qu’il ne soit peut-être pas possible pour Son Éminence Strada de se déplacer longtemps en raison de son âge, ce n’est qu’une de ses faiblesses, il reste néanmoins une personne terrifiante. Ravel dit

« …Je pense qu’il est impératif pour nous de renforcer la composition de notre équipe, et Ise-sama, ta Déification du Dragon nécessite encore une évolution meilleure qu’une transformation partielle. »

En d’autres termes, la Déification du Dragon doit durer plus de dix secondes. En effet, j’y ai pensé… Mais ce n’est pas quelque chose qui peut être résolu immédiatement par l’entraînement. La Déification du Dragon, Ophis, m’a initialement aidé à ce sujet, donc j’ai le sentiment que je pourrai progresser tant qu’il y aura quelque chose en rapport avec un Dieu… Je commençais à m’inquiéter du nombre énorme de tâches que je devais accomplir, mais Ravel dit soudainement

« Ise-sama, le Prince des dieux Asuran a encore gagné une partie. »

« Oui, l’équipe de Mahabali-san est incroyablement forte. Si nous devons leur faire face, ce sera sûrement une bataille difficile. »

En effet, parmi les équipes de classe divine qui nous préoccupent actuellement, l’une d’elles était celle de Mahabali-san. C’était le dieu qui m’avait rencontré avec Shiva lors de ma cérémonie de promotion en Diable de haut rang. Il avançait à toute vitesse depuis le début du Tournoi Mondial, et il n’avait perdu aucune partie. Il semblait avoir une haine intense envers l’Empereur Céleste, et il se battait avec acharnement pour éliminer toutes les équipes qui se dressaient devant lui, une après l’autre. …Les combats dans lesquels il était impliqué causaient même des dégâts à la barrière du jeu, ce qui m’a permis d’entrevoir l’horreur de lutter contre des êtres de classe divine. Après avoir vu le genre de bataille féroce à laquelle Mahabali-san participait, de nombreuses équipes se sont abstenues du tournoi par peur. Bien sûr, cet effet choquant ne venait pas seulement de l’équipe de Mahabali-san, c’était aussi le cas pour les autres êtres de classe divine. Il n’est pas surprenant que les gens aient eu peur après avoir été témoins des attaques des dieux légendaires de leurs propres yeux. Même moi, je trouvais de plus en plus difficile d’obtenir des victoires dans le Tournoi… la chose heureuse, c’était que nous avions déjà combattu contre des adversaires de ce niveau auparavant, donc nous pouvions continuer à participer malgré nos peurs. Ravel dit alors

L’équipe de Mahabali-sama est également l’une des meilleures candidates. Il est impossible de le battre sans la détermination de gagner tout le tournoi. Je suis sûr que notre prochain match contre l’équipe [Leisure of the Kings] sera tout aussi difficile. En tant qu’équipe [Oppai Dragon], nous devons mobiliser toute notre force.

En effet, nous aurons bientôt un match contre l’équipe de Vidar-san. Néanmoins, il y avait encore le match de Rias et Vali avant cela… Pour nous, ce serait la première fois que nous rencontrons un être de classe divine dans le tournoi, donc il y a beaucoup de choses dont nous devons nous inquiéter. En termes de puissance de combat, notre adversaire a un avantage absolu, alors comment inverser cela… non, comment contrer cela est une question majeure. La victoire de l’équipe [Leisure of the Kings] est presque acquise — c’est ce que tout le monde pense probablement. Je dis « presque » parce que j’ai utilisé le pouvoir de l’oppai pour invoquer un nombre incalculable de possibilités, donc ce qui pourrait vraiment arriver reste incertain. Un miracle causé par l’oppai—. Si je peux vraiment le faire, alors je veux le faire ! Cela m’aiderait vraiment d’avoir le pouvoir du Chichigami en ce moment… Je me suis laissé emporter par les doutes de savoir si quelque chose comme ça pourrait réellement arriver ! B-Bon, ce n’était qu’un « miracle » à ce moment-là parce que cela s’est produit par hasard. Plutôt que de m’inquiéter pour un miracle aussi incertain et indéchiffrable, il serait plus réaliste de me concentrer sur mon renforcement personnel et mes préparatifs avant le combat… Couplé à la demande de Roygun Belphegor-san, il serait préférable de se concentrer sur des préparations approfondies pour notre stratégie. …Tout en étant chargé d’un tas d’inquiétudes, j’avais aussi une autre préoccupation. Mon regard s’est posé sur Ravel qui marchait à côté de moi. Hier, peu après la fin des discussions de mariage, la mère de Ravel m’a parlé en privé.

[J’ai regardé le dernier match. …Hyoudou Issei-san. Je vous l’ai déjà dit dans le passé. La véritable nature de Ravel est le chemin de la suprématie, et si vous l’utilisez de manière incorrecte, vous rencontrerez immédiatement de tels problèmes.]

Le match dont la mère de Ravel parlait — c’était celui contre la pairie de Sitri. En affrontant Sona-senpai, qui était douée pour élaborer diverses tactiques, Ravel n’a pas prévu de comment les gérer et a plutôt adopté des manœuvres audacieuses et à grande échelle pour briser magnifiquement les tactiques de Sona-senpai. À la fin, nous avons obtenu une victoire majeure. Les autres équipes et divers médias qui ont regardé le match étaient tous complètement choqués. L’approche glaciale et audacieuse a captivé le public… mais, d’un autre côté, le style de combat qui ne montrait aucune once de pitié avait reçu des critiques telles que « Il manquait le style de l’équipe Oppai Dragon » et « La fille aînée de la famille Phoenix est une tacticienne froide et impitoyable ». Ravel ne semblait pas trop se soucier de la façon dont elle était jugée, mais elle était extrêmement préoccupée par la critique disant « Il manquait le style de l’équipe Oppai Dragon ». La mère de Ravel a poursuivi

[La suprématie est un chemin de raison, et elle facilite aussi l’obtention d’une victoire certaine. —Mais son autre côté provoquera du ressentiment chez les gens. C’est une justice énergique et indifférente… En regardant le match qu’elle commandait, je suis sûr qu’il y a des gens qui pensent cela.]

La mère de Ravel a affirmé

[—En se fiant uniquement à la raison, il est impossible de comprendre les véritables sentiments des autres.]

…Disait-elle que Ravel n’avait jamais compris les véritables sentiments d’une personne ? Je suis le « Dragon Oppai »… un rêve qui ne peut trahir les enfants du monde. Si je continue à me battre de cette manière, les critiques ne feront qu’augmenter, et les choses tourneront vraiment comme la mère de Ravel l’avait dit. Mais malgré cela ! Ravel a fait un travail exceptionnel ! Si nous n’avions pas les stratégies élaborées par Ravel, nous n’aurions peut-être pas pu gagner la partie ! Je… sais que Ravel travaille sans relâche pour élaborer ces plans ainsi que pour gérer et ajuster mon emploi du temps en même temps. Malgré tout ce qu’il fait en même temps, nous avons quand même triomphé de Sona-senpai, et je suis fier de Ravel ! —Mon manager est le meilleur manager du Monde Souterrain ! C’est ce que je crois ! Mais la mère de Ravel a aussi ajouté

[De plus, cette fille peut probablement seulement commander la stratégie jusqu’à la fin des préliminaires du Tournoi. Une fois que la situation devient sérieuse, il ne restera que des figures mythologiques de niveau Maou ou divin. Est-ce que toutes les tactiques et stratégies utilisées jusqu’à présent fonctionneront encore alors… ?]

Pour les êtres de niveau divin, nos… stratégies de Ravel pourraient être inefficaces. Après tout, ce sont les puissants dieux qui apparaissent dans leurs mythologies respectives. Quel impact une tactique conçue par un Diable pourra-t-elle avoir ? Après tout, les adversaires sont des dieux capables de provoquer toutes sortes de miracles—. Comment élaborer un plan de bataille contre des adversaires capables de faire des miracles ? Avec tant de problèmes à résoudre, nous devrions d’abord discuter de notre chemin à suivre à partir de maintenant, et sur cette base, nous devrions à nouveau envisager notre plan de bataille pour l’équipe [Leisure of the Kings]. Puisque notre objectif est de devenir vainqueurs du Tournoi, c’est une étape nécessaire à franchir. Il n’y avait pas d’option pour abandonner dès le départ. Vraiment, cela n’a pas été facile d’être le [Dragon Oppai] jusqu’à présent. Donc, les mots d’Azazel-sensei « Tu auras des difficultés à partir de maintenant » avaient aussi cette signification. Il y a tellement de personnes, comme mes camarades et ma hiérarchie, qui me soutiennent en coulisses. Mais la décision finale m’appartient. C’est moi qui avance. Je ne peux pas toujours laisser les autres gérer la situation. —Je suis déjà devenu un [Roi]. Je dois devenir encore plus fort. D’accord, après notre retour, nous commencerons d’abord nos activités de club, puis je discuterai à nouveau avec Ravel ou mes membres d’équipe par la suite. Avec l’Académie Kuoh en vue, j’ai vu Nakiri — et Bennia passer devant nous en courant.

« Ces gars ! Leur but était en fait de ce côté ! »

En voyant Nakiri crier, Ravel et moi avons immédiatement compris qu’il s’était passé quelque chose. J’ai crié aux deux

« Hé ! Bennia ! Nakiri ! »

Après qu’ils aient remarqué, ils se sont tournés pour nous regarder. Nakiri a crié

« Hyoudou-senpai ! Phoenix aussi ! »

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Les deux ont rapidement couru vers nous.

« Qu’est-ce qui ne va pas ? Quelque chose s’est-il passé… »

Avant que je ne puisse finir, Nakiri a saisi ma main !

« Tu devrais aussi te dépêcher, senpai ! »

Il était rare que l’expression de Bennia ait l’air aussi sérieuse.

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—Quoi !? On dirait qu’il y a des problèmes !

Nakiri nous expliqua la situation en courant. L’une des tâches diverses du Conseil des Étudiants était de nettoyer les déchets autour du périmètre de l’école, et cette semaine, c’était justement Nakiri et Millarca-san qui étaient de service. Les clubs n’étaient pas particulièrement occupés, alors Koneko-chan, Gasper (en tant que camarade de classe) et Bennia (en tant que membre de la pairie de Sitri et du Conseil des Étudiants) se portèrent volontaires pour aider à nettoyer. —Juste à ce moment-là, ils furent attaqués par un groupe de Grim Reapers ! Pourquoi des Grim Reapers apparaîtraient-ils ici !? Bien que j’aie été choqué, je m’inquiétais aussi de savoir si la barrière qui couvrait cette zone fonctionnait… Nakiri avait initialement séparé tout le monde pour nettoyer de deux côtés différents, mais la majorité des Grim Reapers se concentra sur le groupe de Koneko-chan, Gasper et Millarca-san, et Nakiri se précipita dans leur direction. En chemin, ils croisèrent notre route.

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dit Bennia. Elle était à l’origine une dirigeante Grim Reaper — la fille d’Orcus, qui était l’un des Grim Reapers de classe ultime. Rien que cela suffisait à faire d’elle une cible. Cependant, pour une raison quelconque, les Grim Reapers repoussèrent seulement Nakiri et les autres légèrement en arrière avant de se regrouper immédiatement et de se précipiter vers l’endroit où se trouvaient Koneko-chan et les autres. En d’autres termes, leur objectif — était quelqu’un parmi Koneko-chan, Gaper et Millarca-san… Après être entrés dans un petit bosquet près de l’Académie de Kuoh, je pouvais sentir l’atmosphère de combat. Il semblait que le combat avait déjà commencé il y a un moment. En courant pour rattraper la trace de la bataille — nous remarquâmes que Koneko-chan, Gaper et Millarca-san avaient été complètement entourés par un groupe de Grim Reapers vêtus de noir dans un espace ouvert et spacieux. Tout comme dans le passé, ils étaient drapés de capes et leurs yeux émettaient une lueur étrange. Tenant de grandes et détestables faux, leur hostilité claire était dirigée contre Koneko-chan et les autres. Mais, ceux qui avaient été entourés —.

« Ha ! Tou ! »

Koneko-chan esquiva habilement la lame de la faux que les Grim Reapers balançaient vers elle, et ses coups de poing et coups de pied de riposte frappèrent tous le centre de ses adversaires.

« —S’il vous plaît, ne me sous-estimez pas. »

Les yeux de Gaper brillèrent d’une lueur rouge dangereuse ; même sans se transformer en bête sombre, il pouvait étendre son ombre et la contrôler librement. L’ombre avait des tentacules qui semblaient presque vivants, s’étendant vers les Grim Reapers et les liant fermement. Gaper se tourna vers les Grim Reapers entravés, transforma sa main droite en Balor, puis envoya les Grim Reapers voler avec son bras puissant. La transformation partielle de Gaper en Balor doit aussi être l’un des fruits de son entraînement. Ce gars s’habitue vraiment à un style de combat rapproché.

« Torya ! J’en ai assez ! Vraiment assez ! »

Tandis que Millarca-san était vêtue de son uniforme épais à plusieurs couches, elle exprimait diverses plaintes tout en se battant à mains nues pour facilement faire tomber les Grim Reapers. Dès qu’une ouverture se présentait, elle les frappait avec ses poings. Il semblait qu’elle possédait une force physique importante en tant que Vampire… Nakiri regarda Millarca-san se battre et cria :

« Millarca ! Ne pousse pas trop ! »

« Ah, Ouryuu. Ne t’inquiète pas, ça n’a rien d’important. »

« Je ne parle pas de ça ! Millarca, si tu utilises ton pouvoir, toute cette zone deviendra comme l’enfer ! »

« Il fait jour en ce moment, donc ça va. Le problème, c’est seulement la nuit. »

Les Faucheurs étaient censés être plus forts que les Démons de basse classe, mais Millarca-san a réussi à les vaincre simplement avec ses mains nues. Il semblait qu’elle n’était pas une Vampire ordinaire, alors à quel point serait-elle plus forte la nuit… ? Après avoir entendu la voix de Nakiri, les Faucheurs ont pris conscience de notre arrivée. Leurs yeux se sont tous fixés sur moi. Leur vigilance s’est intensifiée de plus en plus.

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J’ai instantanément enfilé mon armure et me suis préparé à charger à tout moment. Et puis, le chef de ce groupe de Faucheurs, qui semblait porter des décorations distinctives sur sa cape, a dit

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D’un geste de la main, tous les Faucheurs se sont dispersés, ne laissant derrière eux qu’une image fantomatique noire alors qu’ils disparaissaient en un clin d’œil de l’espace ouvert.

« Hé ! Attends ! »

J’ai dit, mais ils s’étaient déjà enfuis. …Les Faucheurs sont aussi méfiants envers moi ? B-Bon, par rapport à quand j’avais été attaqué dans le Monde Souterrain lors de la [Révolte des Bêtes Démons], je suis maintenant beaucoup plus fort. Bennia a rangé sa faux en disant

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—Ils viennent de la faction d’un Faucheur de classe ultime !? Qu’est-ce que cela signifiait que les serviteurs de l’exécutif viennent ici…? Nous sommes simplement restés là, confus. Gasper a dit

« …Ise-senpai, ils visaient Koneko-chan. »

—Quoi ! J’ai regardé Koneko-chan.

« Quoi ? »

Koneko-chan elle-même a aussi montré une expression surprise et s’est demandée

« ……Pourquoi moi… ? »

…En tout cas, il semble qu’un autre incident suspect se dirige vers nous.

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[1] Oba-san : Signifie littéralement tante/tantine. Dans la culture japonaise, cependant, le terme peut être utilisé pour désigner presque toute femme plus âgée.

[2] Shiromuku : Une robe de mariée japonaise traditionnelle. Comme son nom l’indique, c’est un kimono entièrement blanc, souvent accompagné d’un couvre-chef élaboré.

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