Non-Canon Omake: Through the Looking Glass Part 3 (Patreon)

You know, it’s funny.

I’ve fought Gods, killed Titans, and stood up to beings such as Surtr when I was not but on my last legs.

But this – mom holding her sandal up towards me – this frightened me.

“It’s really – “

“Sit.” Mom told me.

“Seriously it’s really – “

“Sit.”

“Yes, Mom.” I couldn’t even get a word in.

Mom just crossed her arms, tapping her finger, menacingly.

Frankly, the others just stared at me.

Especially my Alternate self and Venelana’s Alternate Daughter.

“That’s our Grandma!” Takao suddenly blurted out with quite a bit of emotion.

“That’s my mom!” Rias added.

“I’m not apologizing.” I snorted.

“Of course your other self would be a deviant.” Glasses Girl rolled her eyes.

I looked at my other self in pity. “You’re like someone who walks into an ice cream shop, hundred of flavors available to you, and you ask for an empty ice cream cone instead.”

“What’s that supposed to me!?” Glasses girl’s voice raised slightly.

“Stop insulting my girlfriend!”

“Get a better girlfriend!” I shot back.

Mom decided that deserved another smack upside the head.

“Wilhelm, stop insulting your other self and Sona. Takao and Sona, stop taking shots at him if you can’t handle anything being said in return.” Mom quickly settled everyone down. I may have had something more to say, but another knock at the door had everyone quieting down. “Come in, it’s open.” Mom shouted.

“Sorry for intruding, Miss Shimoda, but Rias and the others left in a hurry and hadn’t come back so we just wanted to check in.” I recognized the voice as Rias’s Stripper Queen.

[Oh my God….] Ddraig groaned from within my soul.

I couldn’t help but have my lips curl upwards.

“Yeah, sorry miss Shimoda.” Another, distinctly male voice followed up.

It was Ddraig’s alternate Wielder, the one I originally took the Boosted Gear from in my own world.

They both entered and stopped to stare at me.

“Hey, Takao, why does that guy look almost exactly like you.” Issei Hyoudou raised a finger, pointing at me.

“Long lost twin brother.”

“He’s not!” My other self denied.

“My name is Better Takao.”

“That’s not his name!”

“It really is.” I took out my wallet, and tossed my ID onto the table. “See?”

My Alternate self picked it up first and his eyes widened. “Why does it say ‘Better Takao’!” He slapped it back onto the table.

“Let me see that.” Mom took it quickly and eyed me suspiciously. “Why does it say that?” She seemed confused.

“It’s just an illusion.” Sona huffed, taking it herself. The glanced at me, looking far too smug. “Watch, I’ll break it easily enough.”

I felt her cast her magics and internally shrugged.

Pride, thy name is Sona.

She preened like a peacock as she put it back onto the table. “It was simple enough to remove.” She declared.

“….it still says ‘Better Takao’.” My other self noted.

Sona froze and looked at it then at me, her smug look fading.

“Truly, the Magical Genius of a Generator.” I deadpanned.

It was in fact an illusion, one I just layered dozens of times.

“Shut up!” She grumbled.

“The next Merlin in the making.”

“It’s just a small trick!” She tried again an the only thing that changed was my picture, that was now giving her the bird.

“I am awed by your Magical Talent.”

“Wilhelm, stop bullying your Alternate Self’s girlfriend.” Mom paused. “And make one more comment about throwing up in your mouth and see what happens.” She warned.

I held a hand over my mouth, with my cheeks bulging. “I will spare her feelings and definitely not say how the thought of that makes me nauseous.”

Mom just gave me another smack upside the head.

“Uh, I’m confused.” Issei raised his hand.

“Meet Takao’s Older and Alternate world self.” Mom quickly answered without me getting a word in.

“Sup.” I waved. “I was just about to head out.”

“You were not.”

“I was not.” I agreed with my mom immediately. “Mom, it’s not that big of a deal.”

“You’re screwing your Grandma!” She exclaimed. “That deserves some questions asked at a minimum!”

“Ayo?” Issei questioned.

“Ara Ara?” Stripper girl blinked, looking at Rias.

“Oh my God.” Rias jolted even as she said it but otherwise didn’t react.

“Do you really want to know about my sex life, mom?” I shot back.

“Stopppppppp” Rias whined.

“Yes!” She slapped the table.

“Fine!” I mimicked her hitting the table just as hard. “I’m fucking my Grandma, are you happy!”

“I am conflicted!” She hit the table again. “I want Grandbabies!”

“I’m trying, mom!”

“Kill me!” The red head let her head hit the table rather hard.

“Why is this my life?” My Alternate self covered his face.

“Miss Shimoda, can we please stop discussing the sexual relationship between Takao’s deviant self and Rias’s mother.” Sona pushed her glasses up.

“I hate you.” Rias whined.

“Why….why out of everyone did you choose Grandma? She would bake me cookies, she would read me stories, she would babysit me…”

“I actually didn’t meet her until recently.” I shrugged. “I have no familial emotions attached to her. And besides, she’s the one who seduced me.”

“My mom would not do that!” Rias immediately argued.

“Literally threw her dress off and offered me sex.” I deadpanned. “This was with her completely knowing that I was her Grandson, by the way. Your mom is the horniest person I’ve ever met in my life.”

Not that I’m complaining.

“Stop making up lies!” Rias turned to Mom. “Miss Shimoda, tell your son to stop lying about my mom!”

“Well….” Mom looked away. “Your mom has certain…. proclivities.”

“Wah…?”

“I just didn’t think she’d go after her own Grandson.” Mom whispered to herself. “I’m going to need to have a very stern talk with her so she knows that Takao is off limits.”

“But what about all the Grandbabies?” I pointed out.

Mom shuddered and froze.

“Mom….” Takao narrowed his eyes. “Stop considering it.”

“Grandbabies.” I whispered again.

“Don’t listen to him!”

“Miss Shimoda…” Sona joined in.

“Well, Miss Gremory does have amazing Oppai.” Issei put a hand on his chin in deep contemplation.

“Issei!” Rias whined. “Akeno, shock him!”

“Oww!” Issei jumped as the Stripper send a small shock his way.

“Ufufu.” She giggled rather darkly.

“Issei, don’t take his side! Your’e supposed to be my best friend.” My alternate Self was having the same reaction as Rias apparently, but something else threw me for a loop.

“Did you say ‘best friend?”

“Yeah?”

“Jesus, when I thought I couldn’t be more disappointed.”

“What’s that supposed to me!?” My other self was quick to defend Issei it seems.

And despite my feelings, I suppose it’s good that he’s willing to stand up for his friends. Maybe I would respect that in any other situation.

“Really? You want me to list out everything wrong here? Should we talk about the fact that in any other developed first world country that he would either have been arrested or expelled at minimum for the shit he pulls on a daily basis?” I laid out my distaste for the kid.

“That’s not – “ Rias was about to defend him too, but my Mom was quicker on the draw.

“Explain that.” Mom’s mom sense was tingling.

“Do….you not know?” I was genuinely surprised. “He literally peeps on underaged girls changing every day with his friends.” I gestured towards Issei.

Mom slowly turned towards Issei and the boy stiffened, visible sweat pouring down his face. “I’m going to be speaking with your mother later, Issei.”

“All Oppai deserve to be treasured and loved!” He shouted defiantly.

“What was that!?” Mom held up her sandal his way.

“Y-yes Ma’am.” Issei just nodded, shrinking his head back.

“And why am I just now hearing about this. Sona, Rias, Takao.” She narrowed her eyes at them.

“Well…um.” Rias clammed up.

Sona looked away and so too did Takao.

Well, as Devils Sona and Rias simply don’t think it’s that big of a deal. Not that I’m justifying the behavior, but to them, it’s really just something small and harmless.

“W-why aren’t you calling out Akeno?” Rias quickly tried to deflect the angry mom stare.

“Don’t try to wiggle out of the blame.” Mom wagged her finger. “Besides, Akeno is a sadist, she’s probably thrilled by you throwing her under the bus even now.”

The gradual growing smile on her face basically confirmed it.

“Anyways, this was a nice talk, it’s getting late, I should head out.” I stood up and a sandal flew past my head.

“Do you really think that would be enough to distract me?” My mom raised a challenging eyebrow.

“I had hoped.”

“Sit down.”

“Yes, mom.” My butt was glued right back onto the seat.

“Hey, um…” Issei spoke up.

“Are you going to say something in your defense?” Mom turned her sharp gaze to him.

“No, um…it’s…” He scratched his head. “Ddraig wants to come out and say something.” Without any other word of warning, the familiar Gauntlet appeared on his arm

The Green Gem on it lit up. “How long are you going to stay silent?”

God dammit.

“I could sense it the moment I walked into the room. Stop hiding and show yourself.” The Gauntlet spoke again.

“Ddraig, what are you talking about?” Issei seemed confused.

“Hmph, are you scared to show yourself?” Ddraig ignored Issei and continued as everyone else seemed confused as well.

I felt it within my soul and internally sighed, producing my own Boosted Gear on my arm. Several gasps were enough to understand their surprise at its sudden appearance.

“[Who’s hiding?]” My Ddraig snorted.

“You’re the Red Dragon Emperor too?” Rias exclaimed.

“Hmph, I guess that’s where your bravado comes from.” Sona looked less than enthused.

“That’s so not fair.” My Alternative self pouted.

“Oh wow, what are the odds that the Boosted Gear ended up with your other self, Takao?” Issei chuckled.

“Yes, what are the odds.” Mom looked at me.

I may have averted my gaze.

“How odd to see myself like this.” Issei’s Ddraig spoke up again.

“[Meh, when traveling with the Brat, this doesn’t even register on the top 10 weirdest things I’ve experienced.]” My Ddraig returned.

“Really?” His other self said in disbelief.

I could practically feel Ddraig nod to himself. “[It keeps things interesting atleast. And I’ve gotten to fight a lot of powerful opponents that I would have never had the opportunity to if I was left with your brat.]”

“Wait, what was that?” Rias was quick to notice what my Ddraig said.

“Takao Shimoda. Did you steal that from the Issei of your world!?” Mom used my full name out of habit.

“Did he steal Ddraig from me!?” Issei shouted.

“I may or may not have acquired the Boosted Gear through dubious means.” I coughed into my fist. “Besides, I have a perfectly valid reason for doing so.”

“And what’s that?” My mom asked calmly.

“Fuck him.”

Mom smacked me again.

“Y-you bastard!” Issei pointed at me. “Then what about the me over there, he’s never going to fullfill his Harem dream!”

“So I did a good deed then.” I nodded sagely to myself.

Issei looked like he was about to jump at me, but Rias put a hand up.

“So if Issei didn’t have the Boosted Gear…..did I still recruit him?”

“….yes.” I kept my expression neutral.

“Huh…” Rias just blinked.

“Oh, then he still has a chance.” Issei clenched his fist in solemnity with his alternate self.

“I thought you couldn’t take out Sacred Gears without killing the user.” My Alternate Self pointed out. “Wasn’t that the whole thing with Asia?”

I rolled my eyes. “Maybe if an amateur or someone incompetent tried to do so. Honestly, you only need a bit of knowledge and experience in manipulating souls. Maybe in a few specific cases and certain Sacred Gears like Dimension Lost.” That was a whole mess, but the kid who had it already had a death sentence.

“And how would you have this ‘knowledge’ and ‘experience’?” Sona snorted.

“Probably from not fetishizeing the Japanese School system and actually doing something productive with my life.” I shot back.

“I do not Fetishize it!”

“Correct me if I’m wrong –“ And I  might be, it’s not like I spend any meaningful time contemplating her goals or existence. “But don’t you want to open a Devil School based around Rating Games and use the Japanese School System as the basis?”

She frowned. “And?”

“I rest my case.”

“You didn’t say anything!”

“You truly are a Devil, forcing other Devils into Japanese schooling. I’m honestly impressed. The original Demons could learn a thing or two from you.” I gave her my first heartfelt compliment.

“Don’t mock my dream!” She seethed.

“I’m not mocking your dream. Honestly, I don’t find anything wrong with helping the less privileged Devils move up in your society. Honestly, Devil Society is its own parade of fuck ups that I’m thankful I have absolutely nothing to do with it. However, dedicating your time and effort to fix that, in any small way is respectable.”

“…..”

“What?” I looked at her speechlessness.

“I’m just surprised you said something genuinely nice to me.” She pushed her glasses up.

“Well, it would take me literal hours to go over all the stupid decisions you’re making regarding it, and I have neither the time nor energy to do that.” I shrugged.

“And there it is.” She scowled.

“If you’re done flirting, I have a few questions I want to ask.” Issei’s Ddraig spoke up.

Sona scoffed, crossing her arms. “I was certainly not flirting with him.”

“Yeah, what she said.” My other self-defending her as well.

As for me, I leaned over the side of the table and threw up onto the ground.

After a moment, mom smacked me upside the head again. “Don’t force yourself to throw up just to spite someone.”

“It was an involuntary reaction.” I defended myself.

“Go die.” Sona scowled deeper.

“You’re cleaning that up later, young man.” Mom didn’t give any room for argument.

Well, atleast, I didn’t have the opportunity because a Teleportation Circle lit up not far away.

Three more people joined rather quickly.

“Dear!” Mom grew a big smile and threw her arms around a man in particular that I did not wish to say.

“Meiko.” My biological Alternate father wrapped her up in a big hug.

“And Fia!” Mom greeted the maid just as happily and she returned the greeting with just as much enthusiasm.

Lastly, Venelana was standing behind them waiting her turn as my mom greeted her. “Momma Gremory, we have a lot of things we need to talk about.”

“It sure sounds like it.” The Lucifer smiled, sweeping his gaze around the room until it landed on me. In fact, there wasn’t a hint of anger or dislike within it which really made me feel weird. “It’s strange but exciting to see my own boy all grown up like this. Don’t worry, your mom filled us in on the details.”

“…wonderful.” I forced a thin smile.

“Look at you, Takao, you grew up into a handsome man.” He teased me alternate self, ruffling his hair.

“Dad…stop.” My other self huffed.

I knew it, this was some sort of special hell just designed for me.

At this point, I had everyone looking my way and I was very much not emotionally capable of handling this on my own at the moment.

I needed reinforcements.

And one person in particular came to mind as I created a portal.

@***@

A/N

And there’s part 3, don’t worry, there’s more to come as I will probably make this a longer running omake series.