I was about five seconds away from napping in my chair.
Elbows on my knees, chin in my hand, I watched the next fight like a bored dad at a middle school soccer game.
Saji vs Kiba.
Spoiler alert: it was painful.
Watching Saji fight Kiba was like watching a pigeon try to fistfight a luxury car.
MC (thinking): "Bro really thought he had a chance. That's adorable.
I was staring at Issei, still passed out like a used tissue at the medic station.
MC: "Man, you really did better than expected... maybe I should buy you a participation trophy or something."
I thought back.
At this point in the manga, Issei was nowhere near this powerful. Yet here, he'd managed to push me to the edge.
Was it because of me?
Because I existed here now?
And... why was I this strong?
Sure, Luffy's powers were nothing to laugh at—but compared to High School DxD level devils? He shouldn't even come close.
And yet here I was... trading blows evenly with a fully boosted Red Dragon Emperor. And even beating him with ease.
MC: "So many damn questions... and no answers."
I sighed, rubbing the back of my neck.
MC: "One day, I'll figure this out."
I leaned back, still eyeing Issei.
MC: "I'm gonna make you worthy of the Red Dragon Emperor title. Way stronger than that overhyped White Dragon Emperor."
A loud clang pulled my attention back to the ring.
Oh, look.
Kiba had won.
Shocker.
MC: "Wooooo. Good job, Kiba. You beat a guy who looks like he drinks mayonnaise for protein."
Kiba smiled politely and bowed, because of course he did.
Meanwhile, Sona was looking at Saji like she wanted to put him up for adoption.
I snickered, leaning back lazily.
MC: "If disappointment had a face, it's Sona right now."
Next up: Tsubaki vs Akeno.
Now this was worth not scrolling TikTok over.
The second the bell rang, the arena turned into a Thunderstorm vs Blizzard anime scene.
Ice spikes.
Lightning dragons.
You know. Normal Tuesday.
Tsubaki was cool and strategic—every move she made was surgical, clean.
Akeno was just... pure chaos with extra sadism sprinkled on top.
Akeno: "Ara ara~ Let's see how long you last~"
MC: "Oh god, she's turned on. Everyone run."
The battle was neck and neck until Akeno pulled a Friggin' Raikou summon out of nowhere and BLASTED Tsubaki.
BOOOOM!
When the smoke cleared, Akeno was standing proudly with that "I'm not wearing anything under this uniform and you can't prove it" look.
MC: "Akeno, please. There are kids here."
(There weren't, but still.)
Rias: "Another win for me, Sona~"
Sona's eye twitched like she was holding back the urge to throw her clipboard into the sun.
I chuckled, wiping an imaginary tear from my eye.
MC: "Man, Sona needs a hug and maybe a nap."
But then...
The next matchup?
Momo vs Asia.
I sat up straighter immediately.
Because this wasn't just a mismatch—it was like putting a chihuahua against a flamethrower.
MC: "Ah hell. This is gonna end with someone crying... and it's gonna be me."
Momo... wasn't someone to underestimate.
Demonic Power:
Superior to most standard devils.
Enhanced magic and demonic amplification.
Strong affinity with multiple elemental spells.
Asia was brave.
But bravery doesn't stop a fireball the size of a car.
MC: "This... might be bad."
The match started.
Asia tried to use a bit of light magic.
Momo countered with a blast of ice, grazing Asia's shoulder.
Still, Asia didn't flinch.
Then Momo shot lightning.
Asia stood her ground, trembling but refusing to move.
MC: "Good job, Asia. But you're gonna get fried if this keeps up..."
Suddenly, Momo scowled, raising her hand—and I felt a surge of dangerous heat.
A massive fireball formed at her palm.
MC: "Oh, no you don't."
The fireball shot forward like a meteor.
Rias, Koneko, Kiba—they all panicked, rushing to stop it.
But they were too slow.
BOOOOOM!
The explosion rocked the battlefield.
Everyone closed their eyes from the force.
Rias: "ASIA!!!"
As the dust settled... there I was.
Standing protectively in front of Asia, hand outstretched, smoke rising from my fingers.
MC: "Hey, don't you think you overdid it a little?"
I turned, seeing Asia shaking behind me, her little fists balled up but still standing.
I smiled gently.
MC: "Way to go, girl."
I patted her head—and she immediately collapsed into my arms, unconscious.
MC: "Awww, c'mon."
I chuckled, lifting her up bridal style and carrying her to Rias and Akeno.
MC: "You did good, kid. Ten outta ten. Would save again."
Meanwhile Akeno was undressing me with her eyes.
No exaggeration.
She even licked her lips slowly like I was a four-course steak dinner.
MC: (noping out internally) "Oh god, she's activated. Abort mission."
MC: "NOT TODAY, SATAN."
I spun around so fast I swear I heard a sonic boom.
Sona tapped her clipboard, looking at me like a disappointed principal.
Sona: "Levi. Interference again."
I shrugged dramatically.
MC: "Whoops. My bad. Instincts, you know? Can't turn off the hero mode."
She pinched her nose like she was getting a migraine.
Sona: "Just... sit down."
MC: "Roger that, Prez."
I saluted like a smartass and skipped back to my seat.
Momo stood there awkwardly, looking like she wanted to apologize but also like she might start crying.
I sighed and ruffled her hair.
MC: "Chill. Nobody died. We're still good."
Next fight: Koneko vs Ruruko.
I was NOT prepared for how hilarious this was gonna be.
Immediately, Koneko picked up a rock roughly the size of a small car and YEETED it at Ruruko's face.
Ruruko: "HEY!"
She ducked, barely.
Ruruko retaliated by pinching Koneko's cheeks.
MC: (laughing hysterically) "This is better than Anime!!."
Koneko responded by dropkicking Ruruko in the shin.
They ended up fistfighting like drunk toddlers, scratching and hair-pulling until they both punched each other in the face simultaneously and collapsed.
DOUBLE KO.
MC: "PFFFT—HAHAHAHA!"
I literally fell out of my chair, wheezing.
MC: "That's it! Give them both medals for best comedy performance!"
Even Rias was covering her mouth, trying not to lose it.
Sona looked like she was seriously reconsidering life choices that led her here.
Rias and Sona finally walked to the center to discuss the final tally.
Rias: "Two wins for me, two for you, and one... chaotic mess."
She winked playfully.
Sona adjusted her glasses like a final boss powering up.
Sona: "It all comes down to this."
Rias smirked.
Rias: "Perfect. I get to wipe that smug look off your face."
Sona: "Bring it, Rias."
I leaned back, popping my knuckles and grinning wide.
MC: "Ooooooooh, it's about to go DOWN!"
I pulled out a bag of popcorn from God-knows-where and started munching, throwing dramatic gasps after every line they exchanged.
MC (mouth full): "SOMEONE'S GONNA CATCH THESE HANDS!"
Rias glanced over her shoulder at me.
Rias: "Levi, behave."
I winked.
MC: "No promises."
The arena fell deathly silent.
Everyone knew — this was it.
Rias Gremory versus Sona Shitori.
Two Queens in their prime.
I leaned forward, a massive grin on my face.
MC: "Hehe, this is gonna be GOOD."
The air crackled as both girls floated into the center of the arena.
Rias raised her hand — pure crimson Demonic Power swirling around her like a roaring inferno.
Meanwhile, Sona calmly adjusted her glasses, her aqua-blue aura humming with sheer, terrifying pressure.
Sona: "I won't hold back."
Rias: "Neither will I."
BOOM!
The clash of energy between them made the ground tremble violently. Dust exploded upward, winds howling in every direction.
Issei, who had just woken up a few minutes ago, was immediately blown away like a paper bag.
Issei: "W-WHAAA?!"
He cartwheeled midair, screaming, before slamming face-first into the bleachers.
MC: "That's gotta hurt."
Saji tried to stand tall... keyword: tried.
One gust of power sent him skidding across the dirt like a hockey puck.
Ruruko and Koneko flew backward too, arms flailing.
Kiba had barely enough time to stab his sword into the ground, anchoring himself down like some Final Fantasy character.
Meanwhile, Akeno smirked and coolly threw up a lightning barrier, her hair whipping wildly around her face like she was posing for a shampoo commercial.
Asia and Ruruko weren't so lucky.
They panicked, full-on sprinted, and latched onto me like leeches.
Ruruko grabbed my right arm.
Asia grabbed my left arm.
And Koneko... somehow, this gremlin of a catgirl climbed up and clamped herself around my neck like a sloth.
MC: "G-Gahh—I'm not a damn jungle gym!!"
I stumbled backward, the girls hanging off me while the shockwaves kept blasting the area.
MC: "SOMEONE SAVE MEEE!!"
No one came.
They were too busy getting blown to Kingdom Come.
The fight itself?
It was insanity.
Sona unleashed her powers first:
Hydro Manipulation — Giant tidal waves surged around her, sharp enough to slice stone.
Electromagnetic Field — She electrified the water, turning it into a lightning minefield.
Mental Disruption — Subtle waves of pressure made Rias's magic fluctuate slightly, throwing off her aim.
Sona's strategy was control and precision.
She played chess while Rias played "who can nuke who faster."
Meanwhile, Rias responded like the Gremory Queen she was:
Power of Destruction — Pure, unfiltered annihilation magic rained down in glowing crimson blasts.
Magic Amplification — Her energy surged, multiplying the size of her attacks twofold.
Spatial Manipulation — She bent minor space distortions around her, making some of Sona's attacks slip right past her.
Pressure Release — The raw aura she exuded was so oppressive that even standing nearby made my hair spike up like I stuck a fork in an outlet.
MC: "Bro, I'm watching two nukes slap each other and I'm just the friendly neighborhood tree they forgot about!"
Suddenly, a massive hydro-cannon shot from Sona's side — enough water pressure to cut through steel.
Rias spun, unleashing a compression ball of destruction.
BOOOOOOM!!
The collision split the sky open.
Debris flew everywhere.
The ground cracked.
Half the arena seats got vaporized instantly.
MC: "RIP seats 1 through 300. Y'all ain't comin' back."
The battle dragged on — minutes of pure chaos.
Sona kept it tight, tactical, using her magic to cut angles and control the battlefield.
Rias went brute force, using overwhelming power to bulldoze through Sona's defenses.
Both girls were panting, sweat dripping down their brows, yet neither backing off.
I whistled, impressed
Meanwhile, I kept getting squeezed like a stress ball.
Ruruko clung to my right side like a scared puppy.
Asia trembled, chanting prayers on my left arm.
And Koneko?
Still wrapped around my neck like a scarf.
MC: "I'm not a jungle gym, a punching bag, or a damn tree!! Let me live!"
But nobody was letting go.
Another shockwave blasted out.
I swear I saw my soul leave my body for a second time.
MC: "This is so coool!!!!"
At long last, after an explosive clash that lit up the entire arena like a Fourth of July fireworks show, Sona faltered.
Her water magic thinned.
Her defenses slipped.
And Rias...
She smiled, gathering all her remaining strength into one final crimson orb — the size of a small house.
MC: "Oh, thats going to hurt."
Rias hurled it forward with a roar.
It smashed into Sona's last barrier, pushing her back, overwhelming her.
KA-THOOOOOOM!
The explosion rocked the arena so hard that even Kiba, clinging to his sword, was briefly lifted off the ground.
Sona dropped to one knee, panting heavily — unable to stand.
Rias stood tall, victorious, her crimson hair whipping around like a battle goddess.
Victory.
Rias Gremory had won.
I finally peeled Asia, Ruruko, and Koneko off me like stickers off a notebook.
MC: "Sweet freedom! I can feel my blood circulating again!!"
Asia smiled tearfully.
Ruruko huffed.
Koneko just grunted and crossed her arms like nothing happened.
Meanwhile, I just stood there, hands on my hips, staring at the battlefield proudly.
MC: "Damn, my Queen popped off. If that was ranked by hotness AND destruction, she scored a solid 11 outta 10. Way to go sona"