DxD: Transfer Student

Chapter 8: A Morning with Rias and a New Day's Resolve

"...If you don't mind, how could I?" Badr smiled faintly and continued, "As for that last question, I don't think anyone would mind the president's body, would they?"

"Well... okay, I'll reluctantly accept your answer." Rias smiled.

She patted Badr on the back, "All right, the treatment is complete. You're drenched in sweat, so go take a shower."

"So soon?"

Badr was speechless. He couldn't feel Rias's warm body anymore, which made him reluctant.

"What? Do you want to be intimate with me? Sure, if it's you, Badr, I won't refuse. You can do whatever you want with me, anything at all~."

Rias smiled and gently stroked Badr's face. Her beautiful face was full of enchanting charm.

"Such beautiful and melodious words still exist in this world.

Badr smiled, but he didn't move, keeping a serious expression on his face:

"Too bad, maybe my former human emotions are still at play. I don't want this kind of emotionless union.

...

Perhaps Badr's answer was a bit unexpected, causing Rias to be slightly stunned. Then she smiled and nodded in understanding.

"You're giving up on your own, so don't blame me as your master for not considering your feelings."

"You don't need to be so thorough."

Badr replied calmly.

He thought how different this was from what he had imagined. Who would have thought that after becoming a Devil, instead of being oppressed, he would be cherished by his master in such a way?

Even unlocking the function of sharing a bed... that was too science fiction, too exaggerated...

They wouldn't dare show it on TV.

"I'm going to take a shower."

Badr spoke quietly. He couldn't stand being covered in a thin layer of sweat, especially since the Devil body had extremely sensitive senses.

After taking a shower in the bathroom, he returned to the bedroom only to find Rias still sitting on the sofa in her natural state, casually sipping a cup of tea with her legs crossed.

"Too slow."

She complained slightly, and when she saw Badr coming out, she immediately rushed to the bathroom.

Seeing Rias's tantalizing body under the shower humming a happy tune, Badr could only shake his head gently. He stepped forward to close the door for her to prevent the steam from spreading.

He then lowered his head to tidy Rias's clothes on his bed, neatly placing them on the guest room bed.

Back in the bedroom, without glancing at the perfect silhouette of Rias' body projected on the bathroom door, he collapsed onto the bed, feeling extremely tired.

Today's battle, though short, had left him on the edge of life and death. The mental strain was immense, especially when he had to resist the power of light during the attack.

But at least he survived.

When his mind relaxed, an overwhelming sense of fatigue washed over him, and Badr quickly fell asleep.

In a sleepy haze, the bed shook a few times. It seemed as if Rias had climbed beside him and snuggled into his warm embrace.

Groggily, Badr reached out and pulled Rias into his arms.