DxD:FREE EVERYTHING!
9.school? why do I have to go to such a boring place?

arriving home, I got the shocked gazes of both my parents.

I can guess why they were shocked, it was probably because of my new appearance, my hair became blonde after breaking through to the super saiyan 1 earlier.

at that moment my mother came up to me and held my shoulder, her gaze became frightening and smiled.

"hmm..tsuki-kun, can you explain why your hair is blond like this?"

asked him as the dark aura began to flutter, and his hair began to lift up against the laws of gravity, I gulped my saliva at the sight of him.

I'm not afraid of gods, I'm not even afraid of dragon dragons that exist in this dxd world, because I know I can surpass them as long as I train hard.

but there's one thing I can't make you bow down to me even until the apocalypse, it's mom or dad.

but I remained calm in front of my mother, even though some sweat was dripping down my cheeks.

"yes-yah~bu-doesn't a yakuza have to look cool?"

I said with a brick because I saw my mother's hair start flaring crazy, I scratched a little bit of my cheek and smiled before continuing.

"yes a yakuja has to be cool!, so my first step to becoming a Yakuza is to dye my hair!!"

I clenched my hand and raised my hand high as I said with excitement, My eyes are full of stars if you look at my mother and father's point of view.

"hehehehe"

I heard a creepy giggle from my mother, I gulped back in my saliva and turned stiffly towards my mother, did my mother's nerves start to break or what?

*gluck

my mother smiled and took me to the living room, which is where I usually get a lecture if I overdo it.

"first tsuki-kun~, you know that Yakuza's mother doesn't dye her hair but they're tattooed!"

with a smile and eyes closed, my mother told me the most common truth of a yakuza.

I smiled stiffly and began to move every gear that was in my head to move.

"then then!!"

I shouted while standing, after which I returned my hands to my chest and closed my eyes.

"in that case, I will be the first Yakuza to dye my hair!!!"

I exclaimed with vigor, imagining my younger brothers bowing to me at the same front.

"well, mother, then I go first and get a tattoo!"

I intend to run away by saying this but my mother's hand is on my shoulder.

"wait a minute~iby is not done yet!"my mother said with a scary smile.

after that, my mother kept talking and I nodded obediently.

he only advised me not to be anti-social in the future, because being a Yakuza has the potential to be feared by society.

he was worried that I could not get along, but for me it did not matter as long as there was my sister (subordinate) who was by my side.

"hah~ finally stopped too, but someone worried about my future..not bad"

I smiled remembering the words that came out of my mother, I could feel the pure worry of a mother from her.

my heart warmed because I felt watched.

"let's increase training!"

I said when I got to the training room, this place is still the same as the first time I came here.

I didn't move anything here anyway, because I think it's been good.

"do set gravity, hmm..ah 100 times that of normal may be enough for my strength now?"

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3h later...

after about 3 hours of practice, I was already lying on the floor with sweat soaking my floor and clothes.

I could feel my muscles and bones getting stronger after training.

if you ask why I only train briefly, but here can manage the time as you like.

come on, man, I have a life too and there's no way I'm spending time just practicing.

maybe for those outside I only disappeared for a few seconds or hours, but for me who were here many years passed.

so I don't practice here very often.

I'm most just practicing at night when everyone's asleep.

to esokan day..

"hah~sechool?, why should I go to such a boring place?"

I said with a sneer when I heard that I was going to be sent to elementary school.

come on, I'd like to go to a noisy place like that, a place where kids are babbling and joking.

"don't want to!, I want to train to be a Yakuza instead of going to a place like that!"

I exclaimed while my parents and Issei looked at me.

my little sister looked up excitedly and raised her hand before saying.

"but onii-chan, it's fun to go there, we can play with new friends!"

Issei said excitedly and I could see**** in his eyes.

I couldn't stand it and held his head and glared.

"hah~what did you say?new friend?.say you want to find a girl to be the victim of your sexual abuse later stupid sister!"

with a sneer I squeezed his face and glared, I could see that the water was almost out and his eyes were spinning funny.

I think it's the law of anime, it's a phenomenon that only happens in anime.

"wuu.onii Chan spooky, mom look onii Chan!"

Issei finally cries and complains to mom, I let go of her smile at him.

looking at the oppai dragon who was now just an 8-year-old whiny boy, I smiled and could not wait to see the red gloves rise.

it's nothing, I just want to play a video of Issei while singing a song by sirzech and azazel entitled "oppai dragon"

"hahahaha I'm looking forward to it"

I laughed out loud before I left the house.

"yo~Uncle Han, do you think you've been waiting?"

after leaving the house, I went to the usual place I met Uncle Han, and it turned out that there he was already waiting for me by car.

"like her you're getting stronger again huh?, is it a little monster hahaha"

perhaps from the way I walked and my breathing became more stable than before, Han's uncle immediately guessed that I had just gotten stronger.

"hehehehe"

I just smiled as I looked at Uncle Han who was smoking.

"alright, follow me to the headquarters.I will introduce you to the children" uncle Han said then got into the car, I followed and sat in the front seat.