Transmigrated With A Time Chamber In DxD

He had half-a-mind to neutralise all those perverts. Useless wastes weren't worthy of her. Maybe he'd see about finding Shuri a potential suitor. Souji would make a good candidate, but he wasn't sure of the man's drive yet.

No matter what, whoever courted Shuri, or any of his sisters for that matter, could never be allowed to stagnate at God Class. In the real supernatural world, only those with strength in the Supreme Class had the right to talk business.

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|DxD|

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There were few things Igor hated in his life. Laziness, complacency, and cowardice were amongst those. He hated those who sought to harm his family and last on the list, anyone and everyone who would dare tell him that eating meat is evil.

Off the top of his head, those were the things he abhorred with his very essence. But now, he felt he'd add another thing to that list…another person.

"Oppai!!!!!"

"..."

*Clenches Fists!*

"I'll break him."

"Fufufu~."

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A few moments prior…

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Igor and Shuri were at the park with the kids. Asia and Akeno were playing together with Issei, Irina, and some other kids. He and Shuri were content to sit on the bench by the fountain and watch the kids play.

Everything was going well, until that Hyoudou kid came running over like a dog in heat.

"Oppai!!!!!"

The action was too sudden. Here they were chatting about life. The next moment, a soon-to-be bloodstain was shouting about breasts at the top of his lungs. It didn't take a genius for anyone to realise exactly who's mammaries Issei was excited about.

*Clenches Fists!*

"I'll break him."

He knew of Hyoudou's particular…affliction, but he'd be damned if he let the boy act like a godforsaken pervert.

"Fufufufu~. Don't do that, Dimori-kun. He's just a child."

"Tch. That's how they all start."

His mumbles were muted by Issei's enthusiastic footsteps approaching them. The nine-year-old boy was cute and had large innocent eyes. The soles of his sandals hit against the paving as he made his way to the target of his desires.

Luscious breasts perked up by a very pretty, yet modest dress. Three ropes criss-crossed over the gap exposing the cleavage, but in Issei's eyes, that only made them more tantalizing.

"Wow!!"

He stopped right in front of her with very bright eyes.

"Onee-chan! Can I touch?"

*Vein Bulge!*

That was enough! Igor couldn't endure it anymore.

"Listen here you little shi-mmmph!"

Shuri quickly covered his mouth with her hand before he could speak any further. He'd nearly corrupted her child with his rampant swearing a few years ago. She didn't need him exposing another child to a colourful new world.

"Ara? Onee-chan is happy, but I'm afraid I'll have to say no, Issei-kun."

"Awww. Again?"

"Again?! MOTHERFU-mmmmph!"

Shuri silenced him once more while maintaining an amiable smile.

"Don't mind him, Issei-kun. But like I said, you can't keep asking me to touch them. You can only do that with the girl you love and who loves you back."

"..."

Issei's head lowered for a moment.

"But I love you…"

"Awww~. Onee-chan cares about you too, Issei-kun, but you're still too young. We'll see when you grow up, alright?"

"Alright…"

"Fufufu~."

Shuri stretched out her remaining hand and pat him on the head.

"Go and play with your friends, Issei-kun. They're waiting for you."

"Okay, onee-chan. I'll grow up quickly and come back for your oppai!"

Without another word, he turned around and sprinted away towards Akeno and the others. He left behind a smiling Shuri and an Igor with a face darker than the bottom of a pot.

"I'll break his legs…all three of them."

"Ara?"

Shuri playfully shoved Igor on the shoulder.

"Don't say that about a child, Dimori-kun."

"What kind of child dreams about dreams about breasts? That's a pervert reborn."

"Fufufu~."

She leaned on his shoulder and looked up with deep amber eyes.

"Is someone jealous~?"

"Jealous is the wrong word. It'd be more accurate to say I'm concerned."

"Really?"

A playful smile spread on her face.

"A child makes you concerned, Dimori-kun? Conqueror of worlds? Hegemon of a million troops?"

"Why are you making me out to be some evil villain from those sci-fi novels? You say the most random of things at times, Shuri."

"Random? Didn't you once say you wish to conquer worlds and command a million troops?"

"..."

Igor's expression changed as if he ate something sour.

"That was only one time. I didn't expect you'd remember something from months ago."

"Ara? How could I forget? I thought you were cute when you stood up and decla-mmmph!"

Igor decisively covered her mouth with his hand. His entire face was similar to someone who just saw and smelt the results of laxatives.

"Don't bring that up. Please…"

He didn't know what came over him back then. They were watching Dragon Ball and Goku had just defeated Frieza. Logically, Frieza's empire should've been passed on to Goku but since Goku wasn't one who'd accept it, Igor foolishly declared he'd inherit it.

Who knew Shuri would remember such an embarrassing moment? He wished the earth could just swallow him up. The shame he felt could not be expressed in mere wor-

*Lick~*

"Ah?"

Igor pulled back his hand and saw the wet spot on his palm.

"You licked it?"

He was incredulous, but all Shuri had was a teasing smile.

"Would you have let me go if I didn't-"

Shuri couldn't complete her sentence when Asia came running over. Her expression was a mix of confusion and indignation. She grabbed Igor's thighs and poutingly reported her grievances.

"Big brother! Issei said he wants to touch my chest when we grow up."

""...""

In the background, Issei was lying prone on the grass with a massive lump on his forehead. Akeno was standing in front of him with her little fist raised, seemingly berating him from the looks of things.

Such an action did alleviate most of Igor's anger, but his desire to cripple Issei still existed.

"Don't worry, Asia."

He patted his sister's head with a kind smile.

"Big brother will make sure he never ever bothers you again."

He stood up resolutely and walked over, but not before leaving a voice transmission to Shuri.

{I won't go too far.}

The children were only a few dozen metres away from where he sat with Shuri. While he closed the distance, he began unbuckling his belt.

Igor had never been a fan of casual wear, but he was glad he wore the clothes Aurelia made for him. A white shirt, brown suit pants, socks, and black formal shoes---simple attire for a simple man who grew up in the 90s.

His style of dressing made him look much older than he should be and he preferred it this way. Since Issei's father failed to educate his son, then he'd be the elder and discipline this brat.

Ta…Ta…Ta…Ta…Ta…Ta…

His shoes tread on the grass, calmly taking him to the currently prone Issei. He pulled out his belt in one motion and wrapped it around his hand.

Without a word nor hesitation, he reached Issei, grabbed the boy's arms, hoisted him up until he dangled in midair, and began whooping him.

Pa! Pa! Pa!

"AAAAAAH! AAAAAH!"

Pa! Pa! Pa!

"WAAAAA! IT HURTS! I'M SORRY!"

Pa! Pa! Pa!

In the eyes of many parents and other onlookers, Igor erected corporal punishment upon the boy. Issei was completely helpless. Both his arms were restrained and he was held in midair. His cries and pleas for Igor to stop attracted everyone's attention, but Igor did not stop even once.

Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa!

For this brat who dared hold ideas of molesting his sister, he'd educate him in place of his useless father. Igor knew full well Issei was still at the age where he could still be corrected. Sitting him down and conversing with him? Useless.

That could be done after the boy's brain was formatted and recoded, and the best way to do that was through a thorough beating.

"You're going to learn today."

Pa!

"AAAAAAAH!"

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AN

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Poor Issei. What was he thinking? But in all seriousness, his parents really spoilt him a lot. In the novel, it was a stroke of luck he didn't turn out too bad…depending on who you ask. If you ask the brother or father of the girls he peeped on, they'd have differing answers.

I'm willing to bet if he didn't have the Boosted Gear and protagonist's aura, he probably would've landed in prison or worse…dead. Don't underestimate how violent men can be, especially fathers.

Hell, if I'm right, Rias and Sona apparently pulled some strings so Issei and his friends wouldn't get expelled. Now imagine what happens if you get expelled from a prestigious school---rarely any other school is willing to take you.

Perhaps some of you may view corporal punishment as evil or archaic, but you can't deny its effectiveness. No, seriously---you can't. I'm not picketing for it to be adopted. I'm only speaking as someone who saw wastes who grew up without discipline.

There are outliers who outright abuse their children instead of disciplining them, but you can't deny Issei needs some discipline.

Maybe he'll stop his perversion or maybe the power of oppai is too strong to be snuffed by a mere beating. Who knows? What I do know is he won't be sitting down properly and his parents will probably have a heart attack.