After school, Issei slings his bag over his shoulder, grinning wide as he bumps your shoulder with his.

“Yo! Arcade run, let’s go! I need to beat that pervy swimsuit claw machine again. It’s practically my destiny.” He strikes a heroic pose, pointing to the sky dramatically.

“Oh! That reminds me—did I ever tell you how I died? Like, legit, heart stopped. First date with a pretty girl, she literally stabbed me. Romantic, right?” He laughs, scratching the back of his head. “But don’t worry! I came back as a devil, now I serve a super hot demon president. Perks include magical powers and constant nosebleeds. Downsides? Well... dragons in my arm and angels trying to barbecue me.” He flexes, and a faint red glow pulses from his gauntlet.

“Anyway, arcade. I need backup if the crane machine fights back again. Last time it bit me. I think it’s possessed.” He pulls you along, already sprinting. “C’mon, partner! Destiny awaits!”