The Player is a Part-Timer

Chapter 9: Unruly Introduction

Smirking in the driver seat, wearing stylish black sunglasses, and grabbing the steering wheel with driving gloves covered hands, a particular person sat, savoring the confusion of the group. She was elegant, wearing her usual butler uniform and vest, her appearance befitting the sports car she drove.

"You!?"

"Me..." and the particular girl pointed at herself with a false surprise. "Oh! You thought it was someone else? Sorry for the confusion, really..." grabbing and opening a bar of chocolate, she took a bite with an uncaring expression. Though, it only lasted a moment because, after a bite, her mood turned sour and disgusted.

"Bleh! White chocolate, really? And it is half melted. Why did Rorschach think it was a good idea buying this?"

'Whumm! Whumm! Whumm!'

And just like that, amidst the noise of the car's engine, she tossed the half-melted chocolate on the back seats. "Dammit! Now I have to clean the mess too! Oh well! I just entrust it to someone else... Red! Do you have a cleaning service or a few maids here? Can they clean this mess?" lazily, she pointed at the backseat, already filled with empty chips bags and the likes, looking quite messy.

"How did... How did you get...!? Grr! Get out of that car!" Rias was angry; it was evident from her tone and stomping on the ground indignantly, pointing first at Gillian, then pulling her fingers towards the outside. Indeed, she wanted her out of her brother's beloved car!

"But I enjoy this car! You don't know how smoothly it runs!" she moved the wheel left and right with a smirk.

'Whumm! Whumm! Whumm!' playing with the pedal once again and giving some power to the engine — of course, that ceaseless "noise" ticked Rias off even more.

"It purrs like a thousand horses! ...Are there horses in hell? No matter! Then a thousand Cerberus... no! Bicorns then! I really love it! Are there bicorns in hell? Do they allow virgins to ride them?"

"Eh..." poor people around, they didn't even know how to answer.

"Actually, there are Bicorns..." muttered Kiba.

"Ara ara! How daring! Ufufufufu...!" Akeno chuckled playfully.

"I don't care! Get out of that car, now!" Rias grabbed the handle, trying to open the door, only for her effort to be foiled with a push of a button and a 'click!', as Gillian activated the lock mechanism. 'Click! Click!'

"Open it... and get... out! Now!" A dark and red aura emerged behind the president of the ORC, making her release a violent presence. Honestly, Issei and the group had rarely, if ever, seen their president this displeased or angry. Gillian really had the talent to piss her off and pick on her most vulnerable side.

"If you can't calm down first, I will not. You're starting to release a creepy aura! Want half-melted chocolate?" she offered some from the seat near her — of course, white chocolate she was not really fond of — this made Rias' eyes tick even more, the girl was ready to blow up.

"Come on! You are not yourself when you are hungry." the player waved the treat before the redhead. "No? Koneko-chan? Issei? Want some? You look really beaten up..."

"Don't like white chocolate..." muttered Koneko in herself, so low only Gillian and the people near her were able to hear it.

"Ah... yeah. We were training." muttered Issei halfheartedly.

Rias sighed, and the aura around her seemingly started to die off. "May you explain please, what my brother's adored car is doing in your possession? More so, why are you ruining the expensive leather?"