DxD: Transfer Student

Chapter 1: Reincarnated x Transfer Student New Life

When Badr came to his senses, he was already standing at the podium.

"This is the new transfer student joining our class today. Please introduce yourself to your classmates."

A burly, balding teacher stood beside him, and the students sat at their desks below him. At the podium, Badr felt a bit dizzy.

Moments before, he had been out on the street saving a little girl who was crossing the street recklessly. He vaguely heard the brakes squeal and then was enveloped in a warm light.

And then he found himself here.

Looking at the curious looks of the students below, Badr couldn't help but speculate.

Was this heaven?

Should he have ascended to heaven after saving the little girl?

"I thought I was seeing angels." After scanning the room, Badr couldn't help but express his thoughts.

He was struggling with the shock of discovering his death, his emotions particularly complex.

The teacher and students were momentarily stunned. Someone couldn't help but laugh: "What's the matter with you, buddy? Are you still sleeping and dreaming?"

Hearing the laughter, Badr regained some composure and began to reflect on his current situation.

It was true that his consciousness still existed, but he was unsure if this was reincarnation or ascension. After all, this was his first experience with death, and he had no previous experience...

But he might as well get used to it since he was here.

Badr lifted his head and instinctively displayed a standardized smile that he had practised countless times:

"My name is Badr. I'm pleased to meet you all."

The introduction was... quite ordinary.

The students immediately frowned.

He seemed to be another boring person.

Except for a few girls who admired Badr's looks, everyone quickly lost interest in the new transfer student.

"All right, Badr, you can sit in the empty seat in the back row by the window."

The teacher casually assigned Badr a seat, adjusted his glasses, and picked up a chalk: "Next, everyone, take out your textbooks and turn to page fifty-two..."

Badr maintained his smile and walked to his assigned seat. After sitting down, he noticed that no one was paying attention to him. His smile quickly faded, and he became reserved and silent.

Putting his bag in the drawer, Badr checked his pockets and took stock of his belongings.

These included his cell phone, student ID, two keys, and banknotes.

His eyes fell first on the bills in an unfamiliar denomination of thirteen hundred and fifty. The coins were all fifties, suggesting that the thousand-plus yuan didn't seem very valuable, more like the yen.

Turning the phone to face himself, Badr saw his familiar face reflected on the screen. He nodded in satisfaction.

"Good, still my face, still good looking."

After unlocking the phone with his fingerprint, a photo of himself riding a bicycle appeared on the screen. In the picture, Badr was smiling brightly.

Badr stared at the photo briefly, feeling that the smile didn't suit him.

... How could he smile like that?

He shook his head and changed the wallpaper with a few taps.

The student ID read "Kuoh Academy, 2nd Year, Class 1," and the home address was attached, clarifying the origin of the two keys.