[Draconic Mana Core stabilized.] [Magical Energy Regeneration established.] [Warning: Aura leakage detected.] [Recommendation: Learn suppression.] Oh, wonderful.
Now I was screaming at all the supernatural beings in the neighborhood.
Lovely.
[Host is still weak.] [It is not that loud.] Both comforting and humiliating.
[However, Host still possesses a dragon factor.] Ah.
So it was like a newt suddenly becoming a little dragon.
[Race Updated: Human — Draconic Soul-Integrated] [Draconic Soul Integration: 50%] [Quest Generated: Body Refinement] View later.
Too much info.
I had to focus on suppressing this.
— Memorizing a circulation pattern of energy inside my body and making it instinctual.
That was what I determined would be best.
Let the circulation refine the impurities through motion.
Make the energy purer by keeping it moving instead of letting it leak uselessly out of me.
It also made the “volume” of the energy smaller, for lack of a better term.
Like boiling away water to make sea salt.
Kind of like alchemy.
Except inside the body.
[Host no longer feels like a water balloon filled with holes.] Don’t distract me.
This is hard.
[Skill Acquired: Basic Mana Circulation] [Apprentice-Stage Mana Core has begun refinement…] Huh.
That worked too, I guess.
[Aura Leakage reduced by 41%.] [Warning: Draconic Mana signature remains detectable.] Ah.
There it was.
— Koneko POV Dragon.
He was a dragon.
He had to be.
His pure scent was gone.
It had been unnerving that he smelled…
new.
He was pretty awkward with conversation, but so was I.
But now his soul smelled draconic.
Not filled with lust, or pride, or any sin.
Nor any virtue.
Just excessive curiosity.
I hated that I could tell these things by smell.
He sat in his seat, spinning his pencil and staring blankly into space.
I’m getting annoyed with him now.
He wasn’t trying to annoy me, but his magical energy leakage was pretty much gone.
His presence felt more noticeable.
I couldn’t help but be conscious of him right now.
Ugh.
— Raoul POV “You!
What happened to you?!” Koneko accused me on the roof as a breeze came by.
I politely looked away as the wind lifted her skirt.
“Look at me!” “I just want to say I didn’t see anything.” I turned around to see her annoyed face.
Kinda cute.
“Why do you smell like a dragon now?
Why is your magic energy not leaking anymore?!” “These are not the droids you are looking for?” I offered, giving her a look that clearly questioned her mental state.
“Alright come with me idiot.” Koneko grumbled as she grabbed my arm and began to drag me towards the stair case.
“You’re on someone’s turf acting like an idiot.
Go introduce yourself the boss around here.” Oh boy.
“Fine fine.
I just found out about this crap recently by accident.” I half lied.
It’s true.
But I know a lot more than I had been letting on.
Not that the scenes I saw from the world was going the same way as the present.
“I figured.” Koneko sighed.
“You’re too trusting.
This world is dangerous.” She sounded pretty depressed so I should stop screwing around.
I cleared my throat and stood up straight.
“Lead the way.
You don’t need to drag me, I’ll come willingly.” “You aren’t a prisoner,” She gave a wry smile.
“Yet.” — [Canon Proximity increased.] [Warning: Entering territory controlled by Rias Gremory.] [Recommendation: Be honest enough to survive.
Do not be honest enough to be dissected.] Oh joy.
I was in danger.
Good thing I had these shitty root-paste talismans.
“Buchou,” Koneko greeted politely as she knocked on the door of the Occult Research Club.
“Come in!” a voice yelled impatiently from within the room.
Koneko sighed and opened the door.
I saw about what I expected.
“This guy cheats!
Cheater!
What kind of Weedle uses Hyper Beam?!” Rias Gremory, the third-year beauty, was yelling at a small gaming console on the desk in front of her.
This room was awesome.
And also extremely corny.
It was like the room was trying to say, Look how creepy the people here are.
There was still a price sticker on the fake skull!
Wait!
The whole table with the skull was a prop!
“Ahem,” Koneko cleared her throat.
This should be good.
“Koneko!
And…” Rias began to turn before freezing.
Then her face went as red as her hair.
She immediately crouched behind the desk with a mortified squeak.
Unfortunately, there was nothing actually blocking the other side of the desk.
Why was she in her underwear?
Was this not a school?
Wait a second.
I quickly looked away.
Koneko sighed again.