Outcast Dxd

Isuma's injuries healed at an incredible rate before he entered home. He found the house was quiet . Usually the old man would be gone but his shoes were still there , was he perhaps sleeping ?

" Yo old man I'm back " He raised his voice but it was still quiet. 

He sighed as he went to the old man's room . Once he arrived near the place he could sense something was wrong .

Without hesitation he tried to open the door. It was locked so he slammed it open by using his body . Door lock broke and he easily entered . 

" Hey old man , you can't even... old man ? " Isuma rushed to the old man . Juzo's face was pale , he wasn't breathing , his life force wasn't existing.

" No no no . Old man wake up " Isuma's words were full of sadness as tears streamed down his face .

" Old man ! Old man please " 

Two figures suddenly appeared out of thin air. They watched silently as Isuma sobbed Juzo's death . 

**** 4 days later ******

Juzo Hyoudou 

Died at the age of 83

Cause of death : Old Age

The burial was filled with family and close friends. Everyone said goodbye to Juzo Hyoudou , Isuma too . 

Juzo had lived a long and meaningful life and he had mourned his death for four days , continuing to do saw would be an insult to his honor. He would instead grow strong and survive in memory of him.

' Farewell Old man , the only paternal figure I have hard in my long existence ' Isuma cast a last gaze to Juzo as his body was lowered to the ground. 

*** 4 days later *****

" Huff huff "

Isuma panted heavily as he finished his session of training . It seemed the more he progressed the more physically demanding and arduous the training became. But fortunately or unfortunately , he had finished his first part of the training.

He was already in 2nd Foundation establishment stage and in all honesty he had progressed quite fast according to the this worlds and the cultivation standards. It seemed this body had incredibly strong spiritual veins. 

He stopped his training and headed to shower as his body reeked of sweat and black impurities. As he soaked in his bathtub he reminisced his situation. 

Juzo turned out to be a millionaire who left him all his wealth comprising of about 180 million yen in properties and 25 million yen in bank balance. 

Poor Garou didn't receive anything from his father but that was to be expected. The old man after all thoroughly loved Isamu and he feared that once he was gone no one would take care of him so he left this disturbing amount of money for the little kid to finally enjoy life . 

Issei naturally was livid but what could he do rather than watch ?

Kill him ?

Rias had forbidden that and Issei was a boob chaser so he naturally agreed.

Once Isamu finished showering he wore his pajamas and descended the stairs to cook himself food. He opened the refrigerator and found out that there was no groceries . He had to go shopping but at such a late time was annoying . 

His body however urged him to go , hunger was hunger. 

The shop was 8 minutes away with a bicycle at normal speeds which Isamu maintained to hide any involvement with the supernatural. Once in the shop he bought groceries that would last him a week.

" Have a nice day and please come again " The cashier said . Isamu placed his groceries on the bicycle and pedalled home but during the trip back home , he suddenly jumped away from his bicycles with the groceries in his hands.

The bicycle was hit with a light spear. A man in a grey trench coat and hat appeared while flying with his wings.

He had fallen angel wings and he looked in contempt at Isamu . Isamu could see that the man was injured hence his power was greatly diminished to the 1st foundation stage.

" May I ask why you did that ?" Isamu asked calmly .

" Don't play fool with me " The man said with anger.

" How dare you betray us by siding with those devils " The word devil was filled with disgust .

This man clearly hated the devils with his every core.

" And why should you care who I side with ?" Isamu asked.

The man gritted his teeth as he summoned a light spear.

" Listen , I am in a horrible mood and you sound like a chill dude so how about you go tend to those wounds then we can talk about this later with a cup of tea " Isamu suggested as he smiled at the man. 

A normal and jovial smile but with hidden meaning behind it.

" All heretics must di..... " The man raised his spear to shoot at Isamu but the next moment a punch had landed on him.

He felt dizzy from the punch and before he could recover an axe kick was delivered making him fall to the ground face first.

Before he could stand up a silhouette fell to his back cracking the ground and making him choke on his blood.

Isamu grabbed the fallen angel's wings . His expression was completely dark.

" I had already warned you . " 

The man felt his wings slowly rip from his back. He screamed but no one had his pleas.

Finally they were completely ripped of making his back paint his coat red.

His screams were stopped abruptly as he he felt a kick on his back that expelled all air from his back. He tried to summon a spear but he couldn't , the pain prevented him.

The next few moments are what could be described as gruesome. The man's back was completely shattered and a foot-sized hole appeared on it ti his chest. Blood was splattered everywhere and his head was missing. A group of devils wearing the Kuoh academy appeared. 

Issei gasped at such brutality .

" Is this Dohnaseek ? what kind of stray did he encounter " Issei said. He couldn't imagine such brutality on a person. Dohnaseek might have tried to kill him but seeing his decapitated corpse made him feel bad for the dude.

" I don't think it was a stray , They might be strays but they are not this brutal . Someone else did it. " Rias gave out her opinion.

" But who ?"

" That is the question I am asking myself too "

Meanwhile on Isamu's front compound laid a horrified face of the man head stuck to a pike . It would later serve as a reminder not to fuck with the owner.