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Issei Hyoudou Meets Weiss Schnee
🕑 Added 2025-02-19 05:43:04 +0000 UTCIt was cold was the first thought that entered his mind. As he stood amidst a snowy courtyard, flanked by towering, pristine-white buildings with blue-glass windows that reflected the frozen landscape. Snowflakes drifted lazily through the air, catching in his spiky brown hair. His light brown eyes scanned the area with curiosity—and mild confusion.
Where the hell am I?
The last thing he remembered was stepping through one of the Watches portals, expecting to land in another twisted battlefield or bizarre dimension. Instead, he had ended up here, in what looked like a rich noble’s estate straight out of a fantasy novel.
The soft crunch of boots on snow caught his attention. Turning, he found himself face-to-face with a young woman about his age. She was striking—long, pure white hair tied in an elegant ponytail, ice-blue eyes that seemed to judge him at a glance, and an air of refinement that all but screamed "high society." She wore a fitted, snow-colored combat dress with icy-blue patterns, and at her hip rested a rapier with an intricate silver guard.
She narrowed her eyes at him, arms crossing. “Who are you, and why are you trespassing on Schnee property?”
Issei blinked. Schnee?
"Uh… Well, you see, I kind of just appeared here," he admitted, scratching the back of his head. "Didn’t mean to drop in unannounced. Not my fault these portals keep throwing me around."
Her eyes flickered to the gauntlet, then back to him, suspicion still evident. “Portals?” she echoed, her tone laced with skepticism. “That sounds like an excuse for an intruder.”
“Hey, I get it. If I saw some rando like me suddenly pop up in my backyard, I’d be suspicious too.”
Weiss scoffed, her expression turning from wary to unimpressed. “Rando? You look like someone who got lost on the way to a thrift store.”
Issei glanced down at himself—his black and red jacket, casual red shirt, and blue jeans were definitely out of place compared to the elegant and tailored outfit he sees the girl wearing. “Alright, fair point,” he conceded. “But I’m serious about the portal thing. One second I was in one place, the next I was here.”
Weiss studied him for a moment, weighing his words. “You expect me to believe that you can just jump between space?”
Issei shrugged. “Honestly? I barely believe it myself sometimes.”
Weiss sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose. “Unbelievable.” She turned slightly, then paused, her rapier still in hand. “If you’re lying, you’ll regret it. My family doesn’t tolerate trespassers.”
“Duly noted,” Issei replied, raising his hands in mock surrender. “Look, how about we start over? I’m Issei Hyoudou—traveler of dimensions, occasional puncher of evil, and expert in being in the wrong place at the wrong time. And you are?”
She hesitated briefly before responding. “Weiss Schnee.”
“Nice to meet you, Weiss. You wouldn’t happen to know where I am, would you?”
She crossed her arms again, giving him an unreadable look. “That depends. How much of a headache are you going to be?”
Issei grinned. “Oh, I can guarantee I’ll be a massive one.”
Weiss sighed, muttering something under her breath about "why me" before gesturing for him to follow. “Come with me. If you’re telling the truth, I suppose I’ll have to deal with you.”
Issei smirked, stuffing his hands in his pockets as he followed after her. Well, at least she’s not stabbing me on sight. That’s progress.
