DxD: Transfer Student!

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Yor diligently learned from her coworker, focused on becoming a better partner. While she knew Badr, as her summoned being, would fulfill any request, she didn't want to burden him entirely. It felt unfair.

She didn't realize how effortless the "boyfriend" role was for Badr, especially after winning over her most challenging critic—her younger brother.

When the time came, Badr arrived punctually at Yor's—now their—home. He was surprised to find two other women inside: Camilla and Millie, Yor's coworkers whom he'd met at the embassy party.

Why were they here?

He masked his surprise, greeting them warmly. "I'm back."

"Welcome home!" Yor, radiant in a red dress, greeted him with a gentle smile.

Camilla and Millie stared, momentarily speechless. Badr seemed… different.

Two months hadn't passed, yet his aura had shifted, a newfound grace in his demeanor.

This was thanks to his noble etiquette training in the Underworld. 

While he hadn't taken the lessons too seriously, some of the refined mannerisms had become ingrained, now second nature—something even Rias hadn't anticipated.

His every movement exuded an effortless elegance, leaving Camilla and Millie wondering if they'd mistaken him for someone else.

"We have guests," Badr said with a warm smile, nodding politely. "Perfect timing. I brought back some excellent wine from my trip. Let's celebrate."

He opened his suitcase, a prop carefully prepared for this "return from a business trip" charade. It was all for show, a performance for the neighbors.

The wine itself was from Rias's family's cellar in the Underworld. 

He wasn't sure how the Gremory castle had acquired such a fine vintage from the human world, but he'd taken a few bottles, thinking they might come in handy.

Camilla and Millie's eyes widened as they recognized the expensive label. They weren't unfamiliar with fine wines, having encountered their fair share during their work at city hall.

"Are you sure we should open this now? Won't that be a waste? This stuff must have cost a king's ransom!" Camilla exclaimed.

"Nonsense," Badr replied with a smile, easily uncorking the bottle despite their apprehension. "Wine is meant to be enjoyed. Besides, it was a gift."

Yor, drawn in by the rich aroma, looked on expectantly.

"We're here as moral support for Yor's cooking experiment!" Millie chirped. She couldn't help but feel a pang of envy toward Yor. 

Not only did she have such a handsome and charming boyfriend, but he also seemed incredibly wealthy. Yor was truly blessed.

Yor emerged from the kitchen, a plate of food in hand, her cheeks flushed. A wave of dread washed over Camilla as she recalled their lunchtime cooking "lesson."

She had never witnessed such culinary carnage before. Those scary dishes… surely no one could survive eating them.

"Darling, I made you dinner. Eat it while it's hot!" Yor's voice was warm and affectionate. She'd become more comfortable with the "couple" act, the initial awkwardness now replaced by a natural ease.

"Really? Let me try it." Badr smiled, taking a bite, his expression carefully neutral.

"…Well?" Yor asked nervously, her gaze fixed on him.

"It's delicious! Let's all dig in!"

Badr's eyes flickered to the bandages on Yor's fingers. He gently took her hand, examining the small cuts.

"You went to a lot of trouble to prepare this meal. Thank you… my love," he said softly, his gaze full of affection.

Yor blushed deeply at the unexpected endearment.

Camilla and Millie exchanged looks, their expressions a mixture of envy and amusement. "Seriously, you two, get a room. We're starving over here."

Badr chuckled, pouring wine into their glasses. "Let's eat, then. Cheers!"

Yor's heart pounded in her chest. She quickly took a sip of wine to calm her nerves.

Badr seemed even more gentle than usual.

After a pleasant meal—well, pleasant for Badr, at least—Camilla and Millie prepared to leave. 

They hadn't wanted to intrude but couldn't shake their concern for Yor's cooking.

Badr saw through their thinly veiled curiosity. They were gossipy, yes, but harmless. At least, they wouldn't physically harm Yor.

Though, physical harm wasn't his concern. With Yor's strength, she could handle herself in a fight. He worried about her naive nature and how easily she could be manipulated or taken advantage of.

But for now, at least, she seemed to be surrounded by good company.

"Camilla, Millie, thank you for taking care of Yor. I appreciate it." He bowed slightly as he saw them to the door, his sincerity evident.

Camilla and Millie's hearts skipped a beat, overwhelmed by his charm and genuine gratitude. This man was too perfect.

"It's… it's nothing. We're good friends…" they stammered, flustered by the intensity of his gaze and the sheer sweetness of the moment. They were drowning in secondhand embarrassment—and loving every minute of it.

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