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Life 1-2 Chapter 2: Coincidence or Fate?

Issei blinked. What the hell?

"OI! WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT FOR?!"

"GO AWAY! I DON'T WANT TO BUY ANY OF YOUR CRAP!"

"I'M NOT A FREAKIN' SALESMAN! I'M THE ONE YOU SUMMONED YOU TWAT!"

The door opened, the man's head poking out.

"Really, You're a Devil?"

There was a note of doubt in his voice.

"Well, more like a temp, but I'm going to do what you wish."

The door, once again, slammed into his face, the contractor's voice sounding muffled.

"GO AWAY! I wanted Koneko-chan not you!"

"SUCKS TO BE YOU THEN! She's busy."

"Go home then, I don't want some guy I don't even know."

Issei knocked on the door repeatedly.

"Let me in!"

"SCREW YOU!"

"If you don't, I'm not gonna stop. I can do this for a long time, I'll wait the whole damn night if I have to."

"Fine!"

The door opened, and Issei walked through the door. What greeted him was a whole room filled with anime-related goods.

"Uh, nice place you got here."

"So what can you do anyway?"

"I don't know. Depends on your wish I guess."

"I highly doubt you can do what I wish." Saying that, the otaku brought out a uniform. A uniform which looked very familiar.

"I-Isn't that?"

"Yes it is, it'st the North High uniform, winter edition. I wanted Koneko-chan to cosplay as Yuki and make her carry me in her arms."

"Tha-that's not a bad idea. She does look a lot like Nagato."

"See?" The man was grinning, no doubt proud of himself at his rather genius idea.

"You're a genius."

"Thank you. What's your name anyway?"

"Hyoudou"

"Morisawa"

And with those words, a special bond was formed. One who acknowledged each other as comrades in arms, like those in manga.

"Still, I don't really think that you could grant me my wish."

"I don't really want to." Issei shuddered. After that particular event in his past, he didn't have ANY intention of dressing like a woman again, especially-

Don't go there Issei, Bad thought, BAD THOUGHTS!

"So what can you do?"