The Saint's Trial: Can He Resist Their Charm!?

The sun is high up in the sky looking down at the world below. Morning spring breeze is blowing from every direction, indicating that it is now spring.

Sakura petals are dancing on the beat of the wind's music, some petals fell on the gentle stream of river water.

One sakura petal was swept and landed on the face of a sleeping boy, who is around 4-5 years old. His silvery-blonde hair with sakura colored strips mixed in is being swept up by the morning spring breeze.

Woken up by the sound of running water and the breeze that is gently blowing on his face, he opened up his eyes, revealing his irises that have the same color as the vast blue sky.

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Meanwhile, in Rowan's office

Surrounded by a vast expanse of white as far as the eye could see, there is a man that looks like he's in his 20's doing some office worker-like kinds of stuff. In front of him are different colored balls of light that are lined up perfectly. From time to time, he would take a glance at the ball of light in front of him, then to his desk, write some numbers in a piece of paper, and the ball of light would be either s.u.c.k.e.d by a dark light or a white light.

This has been Rowan's duty for who knows how long. He had some free time for the past years he was tasked to look after Hiroto. Since Hiroto has been transferred to a relatively normal world, he has to go back to work, unfortunately. The balls of light in front of him are the souls of the dead and what he is writing on a piece of paper right now is the number of good and bad karma of these people when they were still alive. He had to get these numbers to get their so-called 'karmic sum', good being positive and bad being negative, so they would either be sent to hell to repent for their past misdeeds until their karmic value return to zero, or be sent to the cycle of reincarnation with some few perks added because of the positive value of their karmic sum.

'Back to my good old duty once again. I just hope that the young master wouldn't get transferred to that weird world full of weirdos anytime soon,' he thought as he grimaced, remembering that weird world with fanatics, a m.a.s.o.c.h.i.s.tic blonde noblewoman, a ditsy lich, and etc, etc. Just thinking about it made his head hurt.

'That minor Goddess sure did a good job at making things chaotic. I'm surprised that she isn't the Goddess of Chaos of that world instead. Maybe I should gift this one some more IQ for when young master arrived there. I wouldn't want that girl to bring chaos to the young master's life,' he pondered for a while until he decided to scrap the idea.

'Nevermind, I think it wouldn't be that troublesome for young master anyway.' he thought, all the while thinking of Hiroto he has sent to that relatively peaceful world.

What Rowan didn't know was that this decision would give him many headaches in the future.

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Near the riverbank, there is a boy around 4-5 years old lying down while wiping his sleepy eyes, looking very cute at the moment.

"Fumyu? Where am I?" he said as he looked around.

"Ah! Why am I here?! Mom will be mad if she sees me sleeping here!" he said as he panicked, waving his hands up and down. He remembered his mother who is like an asura when angry. Getting up, he ran towards the direction of his home.

After 15 mins of running using his little feet, he reaches his home where he was greeted by his Mother, Ariyoshi Honoka, who is waiting on the front of the door. She has long and wavy black hair and gentle looking eyes. She is currently gently smiling at Hiroto while crossing her arms.

"Hiro-chan my dear~. Where did you go off to that you didn't even tell Mommy" she said in her melodic voice, still smiling gently. For others, it looks like she's smiling gently while welcoming her son who just came home. But for Hiroto, he could see a masked oni above her head, it's really scary.

"M-Mommy! I was playing near the riverbank until I got tired and fell asleep there for a bit. I'm sorry Mommy," said Hiroto as he used his ultimate technique called the puppy dog eyes to defeat his Mother. Defeated by the cuteness of her beloved son, she just relented and picked him up.

"Ok then, I will let it slide just this once. There will be no next time okay," she said in a strict tone.

"Yes, Mommy! I love you!" Hiroto replied and kissed his Mother on her cheeks. It was a peaceful day for the Mother and son pair as they prepared for lunch. Soon after they are done cooking dinner, Hiroto's Father, Ariyoshi Saito, arrived after some morning exercise. He also has black hair and black eyes, his hair is combed to the back in slick back style. Hiroto, being the curious child that he was, always wondered why his hair color is different. His parents always answered him, "It's because you are special," and pat his head. Unknown to him, these 'parents' of his are the people that are assigned to look after him.

Days like this past until he reached the age where he can go to the elementary school. He was accelerated by 2 years, due to his smart brain.

It was relatively normal and quite peaceful, he had a lot of admirers, which he is oblivious of.

What he is most worried about is a pair of eyes that are always looking at him like he was some kind of hateful being. It was a boy in the same class as him, with brown hair and a pair of brown eyes. He always sees him in a corner of the room playing some games and laughing creepily.

'If I remember correctly, his name is Satou Kazuma, right? I wonder why he's always looking at me with those eyes full of hate," he thought.

If Kazuma were to hear his inner thoughts, then he would have answered, "Because you're a freakin' riajuu!!!".

When he asked Kazuma's seatmate about what game he was playing the guy said something like, "It was an eroge".

He wondered what that foreign word meant, so he asked his beloved Mother about it, which caused him to earn quite a long time of scolding.

"How can you know about those indecent kinds of stuff when you are still so young?! Tell me, where did you learn this?!" she asked with fury written all over her face.

"I-I just heard it from a classmate Mommy. T-There was this classmate who is always playing at a corner of the room while laughing creepily! Sometimes he looks at me with eyes full of hostility, which I don't know the reason why," Hiroto explained. His answer made his Mom calm down a little and she contemplated.

"It is still not time for you to learn about these things ok Hiro-chan? Just work on your studies and make Mommy proud!" she said and hugged Hiroto.

"Un! I will surely make you proud Mommy!" he said as he puffs his c.h.e.s.t full of pride.

Hiroto studied hard, thanks to his good memory, remembering things is a breeze for him. He took sports like basketball and football. This, in turn, made him more popular with the girls, while he gained more hatred from the boys. He soon learned to ignore the eyes full of animosity and just focused on his goals.

'Let's just ignore these gazes. Although, sometimes, it's quite scary,' he thought. As a 7-year-old, it is hard to be the recipient of these kinds of gazes.

Years passed by in a flash and he graduated at the primary school while being the 1st honor. For his middle school, he decided to enroll at the nearby school.

On his way home, he bumped into someone. At first, he was bewildered but he soon regained his awareness. He grabbed the shoulders of the girl to help her regain her balance.

"Are you ok? I'm sorry, I was spacing out a bit," he said to the girl.

"A-Ah, it's fine! I was spacing out a bit too! I'm sorry if I bumped into you" the girl said as she bowed.

"It's fine, it's fine~. It was partly my fault too, so we're even," Hiroto said to the girl as he stuck out his tongue playfully.

He doesn't want the girl to make the incident such a big deal. The girl looked up and saw Hiroto sticking out his tongue at her. She was a bit surprised but she still wanted to apologize.

"Please, accept my apology! I will treat you on a meal!" insisted the girl.

"U-Um, is there really a need to be so fixated on this? Fine, if you really want to apologize, then let's meet at the park tomorrow afternoon ok?" Hiroto suggested. In truth, he just doesn't want this girl to be so fixated on apologizing.

"O-Okay then! Tomorrow it is," she said, then ran out like a gale.

"That girl sure is quite hard to handle," Hiroto said, sounding like some kind of skirt-chasing man who hasn't experienced handling that kind of girl.

(A/N: If you are wondering why I made it so that Kuzu... I mean Kazuma is playing eroges at such a tender age. I would say that he wouldn't have learned such majestic hand movements in a short time. Don't you agree? Also, I would like to remind you guys that Hiroto has been brainwashed so he can't remember anything about DxD world)

(Alternative Titles: 'Kuzuma and his Eroges', 'Moms are Scary', 'Bumping with each other, Really? Such Cliche')