The Player is a Part-Timer

Chapter 12: Deserved Rest/Disturbing Guests

"En garde! Here and now, only you and me. No petty trickery! Just honorable combat!" By raising his arm, his hands surrounded by white flames, white flames that blazed with abyss black core.

"Oi! Don't threaten Buchou!" The until now dazed Issei jumped up, standing between the young devil and his master.

"And don't even dream about touching any of the girls! They are under my protection!"

Even being steps away from those black flames, Issei's throat was already dried, skin burning from the heat. He was sure, getting hit by them, he can't get away unscathed. Still, he will not back away! Not if the safety of the girls is at stake!

"And who is this? A trash wannabe devil? Disgraceful! To accept such lowly humans into your Peerage! As a pureblood, you should be ashamed, daughter of house Gremory!"

"I am Hyoudou Issei, the Pawn of Rias Gremory-sama! If you want to hurt her or any of my friends, you need to get through me first!" Issei raised his fist, and his sacred gear appeared on his arm.

"Ah! I see. I see. So it is like that. Fufufufu!" The group of the fat devil laughed, mimicking their master's pig-like squeal, following his example.

Now, every eye around the room nailed at the group, whispers of devils can be heard from all around the room.

"What's so funny?" Issei clenched his fist, trembling in rage. "You will see, I break that fat nose of yours!"

"Hah! How daring! How entertaining! Wait? You are... So, you are the insect who can't even shoot straight?! Fu-Fuhahahaha! What a loser! H-He can't even hit an easy target like Riser was! Do you believe it? What a waste! Hahahaha!" The blue-skinned devil laughed, and the people behind him followed the example. Indeed, like true bootlickers, as they were.

"You little...!"

"You dare to stand against me!? The next head of the Paimon family? You... insect! [Kneel]!"

"Guh!" Immediately, the people around started to kneel, forced by some unknown force.

"As it should be, the inferior bows before the superior. Now Rias Gremory, I think you and your group owe me an..." The obese devil's eyes widened suddenly, feeling as something sneaks around him, then like a snake grabs his neck, lifting him mercilessly. "Guhhh!"

"Please forgive my foolish little brother..." A manly yet young voice came from behind the blue devil.

Stepping forward, a similar yet different devil held him steady with his black scaly tail.

This man, unlike his brother, was lean yet athletic, having pale skin, black sclera, and blazing eyes with slit pupils — one is golden the second colored cyan green. Under his long spiky hair, two long white, flaming goat horns sprouted. His head carried a majestic crown made from black hair but had pink strands mixed. The end of his long braided hair ended with white flames.

"He tends to forget how a guest should act — Forgetting, where his place is in the hierarchy..."

'Shhh!' the black snake at the end of the tail hissed angrily at the teen, tightening the grip around the neck.

"Eiiii...!"

"What do we say? Little brother? Do you apologize to Lady Gremory?"

"I-I am sorry! Lady Gremory! I am sorry for disturbing you... I-I... Ah..."

"Yes, you are really sorry. We know... Now go with your trash bootlickers before you do something irreversibly foolish. Like you usually do..." The previously threatening blue-skinned devil was reduced to a whimpering child just like that, thrown amongst the group of people who followed him with a simple move.