Transmigrated With A Time Chamber In DxD

He forcefully threw the pen in the bin next to his feet and cleaned his fingers with magic. He took out another pen from the inside pocket of his blazer before he carried on with his work.

“I’m an idiot.”

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1996/07/03 - July 8th, 1996 (7 Days After Igor’s Exit From The Time Chamber)

Igor finally arrived at the house. The first thing he did was try to open the door and fail. The blonde was so anxious that he began doing what Shuri predicted.

“Open damnit!”

He began punching the door. But when he released two punches, the door still held strong. Each punch he threw caused the house to tremble.

“Fuck!”

The blonde was getting frustrated. All that was between him and his favourite anime was a simple door that under normal circumstances, wouldn’t be able to withstand a single flick of his finger.

Realising that half-baked punches won’t cut it, Igor took a step back before reeling his fist back.

“You can’t stop me, stupid door!”

Yet before he could let it loose, Baraquiel appeared at the gate behind the blonde with all his wings out. The cadre was panicking from the bottom of his heart when just a few moments prior, he received a magic transmission that his house was being attacked.

But when he saw it was the blonde who was attacking his house, the veins in his head threatened to explode.

“STOP! WHAT ARE YOU DOING YA DAMN BRAT?!?!”

Hearing Baraquiel’s yell coming from behind him, the blonde wasn’t the slightest bit angry. In fact, he appeared to have found his savior.

“Old man!”

He rushed towards Baraquiel like a thirsty man who had found an oasis. The blonde grabbed the fallen’s coat and looked at the man with a begging expression.

“Old ma-Mister Baraquiel sir! Please open the door! It’s very urgent!”

The anger on Baraquiel quickly changed from bewilderment to complete panic. Numerous scenarios ran through his head about how his wife and daughter were probably trapped inside the house with some powerful entity.

Without wasting time, Baraquiel blitzed forward and placed his palm on the door. Igor was right there behind him like a desperate child who couldn’t hold their bladder any longer.

In his head, all he had were thoughts about not missing even a split-second of Dragon Ball GT.

[I can’t miss the sermon. I can’t miss the sermon. I can’t miss the sermon.]

Almost immediately, Baraquiel was able to deactivate the magic barrier protecting the house, which made the fallen confused.

[Everything feels…normal.]

But Igor had no patience to let the fallen ponder. Immediately squeezing through, the blonde dashed into the house and made his way into the living room. There, he grabbed the TV remote and began fumbling with it.

Due to being completely unfamiliar with the controls, it took him a second or three to find the power button. Before he could get too agitated, he finally found the big red icon and pressed it.

Tsifffffff

The sound of the television turning on made the blonde halt in his tracks. He eagerly waited for the current channel to display. But upon seeing the logo of the television appear…

*Vein Bulge*

“Your mother!!!”

…he was angered. The appearance of the logo was wasting precious time. As for Baraquiel, his musings were cut off when he heard the blonde’s curse. Making his way into the house, he turned his head towards the right and what he saw made him wish to acquaint the blonde with the bottom of his boot.

Standing there in the flesh, Igor was busy fumbling around with a panicked expression on his face.

“F-fuck! What channel is it?!”

“...”

Baraquiel’s face turned darker than the bottom of a pot.

*Vein Bulge*

“You damn brat!!! You nearly smashed my house for this…THIS NONSENSE?!?!?!?”

Baraquiel was completely furious. When he first received a signal that there was an attack on his house, he immediately abandoned his mission and teleported from halfway across the world. He was expecting many things. He was even prepared for exorcists or clansmen from the Himejima Clan who wanted to harm his family.

So when he first saw the blonde frantically punching the front of his door, he immediately assumed the worst and thought some powerful entity had hijacked the magic barrier surrounding his house and held his family hostage.

That thought was also immediately dispelled as well when he found out he could deactivate the barrier like normal.

But of all the scenarios he thought of, not once did it cross his mind that the blonde was willing to punch through the door for some silly little program that he wanted to watch. Having gone through such a roller-coaster of emotions completely made Baraquiel unable to hold in his anger.

He was fully ready to fight with the blonde to death right then and there. But to his complete confusion, the blonde didn’t react to his provocation. In fact, the blonde seemed to be more focused on what was being broadcasted on the television.

With his rage simmered down by confusion and curiosity, Baraquiel entered the room.

[What’s so interesting that it could keep this brat tamed?]

Nearing the television, he finally heard what appeared to be the introduction of the show.

{Goku vs Ledgic!}

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|DxD|

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Shuri and Akeno were tired. Both mother and child had unceremoniously ran from the manga store to their home When Shuri saw the wide-open gate to their house, her heart lurched. But she continued on. When she entered the gate, she fully expected to see the front part of their house completely shattered.

Instead, all she saw was the fully intact door left wide open. Inwardly breathing a sigh of relief, she pulled Akeno along.

Yet before she could even reach the first step, she heard the yelling of her husband.

“Are you done yet?! Hurry up before the adverts end!”

“I’m trying old man!”

Completely and thoroughly confused, both Akeno and Shuri walked into the house and the sight they saw completely dumbfounded them.

There in the flesh, was Baraquiel sitting on the sofa with the remote control in his hand. He was so engrossed in the television that he didn’t even notice them come in. But the fallen wasn’t completely at fault. His eyes were glued to the screen and his wife and child weren’t helping things by remaining silent on the side.

As for Shuri and Akeno, neither had ever seen Baraquiel stay in front of the television. The way the fallen was so focused was something that completely shattered their world views.

Eventually, Shuri couldn’t stay still anymore.

“H-husband?”

Baraquiel turned his head towards them with mild surprise.

“Oh? When did you arri-BRAT! HURRY UP IT’S BACK!”

The transition of the advertisements ending and Dragon Ball airing again was shown on television, prompting Baraquiel to shout for the blonde to run.

As for Igor, his frantic voice could be heard from the bathroom.

“Fuck! Why won’t it fall down?!”

“Shake it, brat!”

The blonde was covered in a cold sweat as he watched the last drop hang on to his equipment like it was super-glued to it.

“I’M SHAKING IT AS VIGOROUSLY AS I CAN, OLD MAN!”

The situation was dire. Igor knew the transition was already reaching its end.

[Damnit! I’ll just buy new underwear!]

Quickly sheathing his equipment, he quickly flushed the toilet and ran from the bathroom.

Gu Gu Gu Gu Gu Gu Gu

The blonde soon appeared around the corner. With the living room having two directions of entry, he came in from the other one. He didn’t bother greeting Shuri and Akeno and instead, ran to the couch. Coming from behind the couch, he vaulted over it before sitting down.

Both men were so focused on the television that both mother and daughter just stood there. Shuri was experiencing a lot of ‘first times’ today. It was the first time Baraquiel watched television. It was the first time he ignored her for this long. It was the first time that he treated her like a stranger.

Knowing that all of this was caused by her daughter’s manipulation, Shuri grabbed Akeno by the ear and dragged her away.

“M-mama? Waaaaaaa!”

And thus, it was also the first time that Baraquiel ignored the cries of his baby girl as well.

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With the ending of the episode, Akeno immediately came to Detective Conan. Both Igor and Baraquiel weren’t interested in watching it so the both of them left the room.

There was the smell of cooking in the kitchen so Baraquiel was about to head there when the blonde held him by the shoulder.

“Old man. We need to talk.”

There was a seriousness in the blonde’s gaze that Baraquiel had only ever seen in their fights.

“Alright.”

When the blonde had that gaze, Baraquiel knew there were no jokes involved.

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AN

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Well…this is a first. I’ve certainly never skipped Sundays before so you can trust I have a good explanation. And that explanation is power outage…the whole day. Today is Monday and power only came back around three hours ago since going for a vacation around nine in the morning.

Either way, here are two chapters as a sort of a silent promise between us. We’re already on chapter 38 on my p@tre0n.

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