DxD: Transfer Student!

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The morning sun streamed into the kitchen as Badr, already awake, prepared breakfast.

Perhaps due to his past training regimen, Badr required little sleep and always woke up early.

After a moment of lingering appreciation for Mai's alluring form, he gently kissed her forehead and, with great willpower, climbed out of bed to make breakfast for his beloved.

These ordinary, peaceful mornings felt surprisingly heartwarming.

Back at his own home, Asia had always taken care of breakfast. The little nun was incredibly diligent, and coupled with Badr's demanding training schedule, he rarely had the opportunity to cook for everyone.

Now that his training had changed, he had more time to experience the simple joys of life.

The Demonic Power Enhancement Method was remarkably efficient. Badr's strength continued to improve daily without disrupting his other activities.

The kitchen door slid open, revealing Mai Sakurajima in a thin white nightdress.

"You're up early," she said, stepping inside, a languid expression on her face.

"Couldn't sleep anymore," Badr replied with a smile, busy at the stove. "I'm making you noodles."

Mai blushed slightly. "It's daytime, be serious..."

Badr paused, speechless, recalling that he had indeed said something similar the night before.

And Mai had shyly agreed...

For which he had rewarded her enthusiastically, showcasing his considerable skills.

"Um, I mean, I'm seriously making you noodles," he chuckled, gesturing towards the pot.

Mai's expression remained neutral as she walked over and lightly kicked his shin.

Ah, well, a wife's affection must be endured.

After the playful kick, Mai wrapped her arms around him from behind, embracing him intimately.

"Your cooking doesn't seem very good," she teased.

"That's harsh. I made this breakfast especially for you."

"Too many noodles. It'll ruin my figure," Mai said with a teasing smile, continuing her critique.

"Your figure is already perfect. I love it."

Badr replied calmly, scooping the noodles into a bowl. Mai, seeing this, went to wash her face and brush her teeth.

As they ate breakfast together, Mai spoke.

"I'm going to Kuoh today. I have a hotel there for tonight. I won't be back."

"For the movie audition?"

"Yes. The director is there. Ms. Ryoko is picking me up later."

Badr nodded. "Okay. Call me if anything comes up." He then tilted his head. "Will there be any kissing scenes in the movie?"

"...Yes," Mai replied nonchalantly. "Isn't that normal?"

"Maybe you shouldn't go to the audition then," Badr said, calmly poking at the egg in his bowl with his chopsticks.

"Standing up a director would be a bad idea." Mai smiled.

Badr feigned a serious tone. "Well... then we'll just have to change common sense."

"You don't need to do anything drastic," Mai giggled, amused by his antics. "The kissing scenes are between the male and female leads. Are you satisfied with that answer?"

"I knew it all along," Badr replied with a smug grin.

"Hmph, I wouldn't do kissing scenes with anyone anyway. My mother, when she was still my manager, made that a condition."

Mai wrinkled her nose slightly, her tone revealing a lingering resentment towards her mother.

After all, her mother had accepted a swimsuit modeling gig for her despite knowing she wouldn't do kissing scenes or wear swimsuits. She had reluctantly completed the shoot, but the incident had left her quite upset.

Sensing her subtle shift in mood, Badr took a sip of his soup. "Perhaps I should meet your mother."

"Why?"

"Well, if we're going to get married, it's best to get our parents' approval, right? My parents are completely fine with it, so..."

Badr trailed off, his gaze conveying an unspoken 'you know what I mean'.

Mai blinked, her face flushing slightly as she nodded, trying to maintain her composure.

"Y-yes, that's true."

"Then let's arrange a meeting when we have the chance," Badr said, his gaze lingering on Mai's adorable expression, which he never tired of seeing.

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After watching Mai leave in her manager Hanako Ryoko's car, Badr teleported back to his own house.

He froze as soon as he stepped out of the magic circle.

He looked around, his eyebrows raised in surprise.

...Where was he?

He checked the coordinates of the magic circle...

It was definitely the location of his house.

But before him stood an absurdly large living room, at least five times the size of his original villa's living room. Badr almost thought he had teleported to Rias castle.

Was this his house?

He silently walked outside, finding himself in a vast courtyard where Rias and her peerage were training.

"Oh? Welcome back."

Rias, sitting in the gazebo, noticed Badr and put down her book, greeting him with a smile.

Everyone stopped their training and gathered around.

"I'm back," Badr replied, acknowledging everyone before turning to look at the building behind him.

It was a luxurious six-story mansion, occupying an area at least ten times larger than his previous villa.

"...What happened while I was gone?"

"Hee hee, remember when we talked about renovating the house? I had some free time, so I asked my brother to send some people to remodel it," Rias explained, linking her arm with his. "Shall I give you a tour?"

"This isn't a remodel, it's a complete rebuild," Badr commented, unable to help himself.

"If we're all going to live here, it needs to be spacious enough for everyone to be comfortable," Rias said nonchalantly. "I actually wanted to build it on the scale of my family's home in the Underworld, but that would be too extravagant in the human world, so I decided against it."

"This is already extravagant enough," Badr said, a wry smile on his face. He had no doubt that Rias home in the Underworld was a massive estate...

"Oh my, speaking of which, we haven't chosen our rooms yet. Let's take this opportunity to assign them, even though we might not use them much..." Akeno Himejima added with a knowing smile.

Badr was slightly puzzled. What did she mean by "might not use them much"?

He finally understood when he arrived at his bedroom.

Staring at the massive circular bed, five meters in diameter, he realized, without exaggeration, that it could comfortably sleep more than ten people...

Badr stood silent for a few seconds before finally uttering a single word:

"Wow."

...

Rias was truly efficient. Badr hadn't expected his house to be completely rebuilt in just a couple of days...

At this rate, not only could it accommodate the girls, but it could probably house dozens more...

And then Rias dropped another bombshell:

"Father was planning to send fifty maids as well, but considering your preferences, I declined."

...Wow.

They were actually planning on sending maids?

Badr recalled the highly capable maids at Rias family home. They excelled at everything from cooking and cleaning to combat and protecting their masters.

"No, no, I don't want to become useless."

Badr waved his hands dismissively. He was still accustomed to taking care of himself, and despite his elevated status, he didn't consider himself above everyday tasks.

Otherwise, he had no doubt his life could become even more lavish and extravagant than that of a human tycoon...

"Hee hee, I knew you'd say that."

Rias kissed him on the cheek, causing Asia and Akeno's faces to tighten slightly, as if they wanted to say something but hesitated due to Rias position as their master.

"Huh? Where is everyone? You guys, focus on your training!"

A lazy voice called out from the courtyard.

Badr and the girls returned to the courtyard to find Azazel, the Governor General of the Fallen Angels, lounging on the roof of the gazebo, basking in the sun.

"Oh? You're back, kid."

Azazel greeted Badr upon seeing him.

"Just got back. Why are you at my house, sensei?"

Badr replied politely. Ever since Azazel had taught him the demonic power tempering method, Badr had acknowledged him as his advisor and teacher.

Although Azazel was usually quite frivolous, he was serious and dedicated when it came to teaching, earning him everyone's respect.

"Tch, isn't it because I have to come over and guide you all every day?" Azazel said, sounding bored. "Sirzechs really gave me a troublesome task."

He glanced at Asia and the others, adding, "Continue your training, or the gap between you and Badr will only widen."

His words caused everyone's expressions to turn serious. They quickly bid Badr farewell and resumed their individual training.

Seeing their dedication, Badr didn't disturb them. He flew up to the roof of the gazebo and sat down next to Azazel.

Azazel then spoke.

"Show me your Holy-Demonic power."

Badr smiled. Ever since he had comprehended [Absolute Control], not even a Fallen Angel of Azazel's caliber could perceive his true strength. He had to actively reveal his power for Azazel to assess his progress.

Complying, Badr demonstrated his holy-demonic power. After sensing it, Azazel couldn't help but grin.

"Good heavens, your power really is changing by the day."

"The training method you taught me is truly effective, sensei."

"...It's just a lucky coincidence that it suits you so well."

Azazel chuckled. "But I really do feel sorry for the young devil geniuses. They've run into such a monstrous kid like you."

"I doubt anyone would want to cause me trouble," Badr said indifferently.

"Hmph, you'll find out when you go to the Underworld."

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