DxD: Transfer Student!

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However, the slight aversion in her eyes betrayed her shyness.

Badr, rarely expressing his true feelings, naturally wouldn't let it go. With a slight upward curve of his lips, he pretended to mutter to himself, "Hmm, if I could, I'd love to hear Mai say that to me too."

"It feels super embarrassing, so let's forget it."

"Eh? What's embarrassing about it? There's no one else here."

"Well, even if I don't say it, Badr understands, right?"

"..."

Badr was speechless.

Crafty Mai, she was digging a pit for him.

If he said he understood, he would be playing into her hands, and he wouldn't hear her say the words he wanted to hear.

But could he say he didn't understand...?

That was a death sentence.

A girlfriend's schemes ran deep...

Mai Sakurajima wore a mischievous expression, clearly pleased with herself for teasing Badr.

"That's mean."

"But someone just loves it, so I can't help it." Mai's prank was successful, a playful smile gracing her features.

Badr chuckled. He truly adored Mai.

Unable to resist, he pulled her into his arms and pressed her against the sofa, kissing her lips again. His kisses trailed down her cheek, reaching the sensitive skin behind her ear.

Mai blushed crimson, her arms instinctively wrapping around Badr's back.

Badr smiled inwardly.

Gotcha.

He gently kissed Mai's ear, feeling her embrace tighten around him.

Mai was always so sensitive in moments like these…

It wasn't until Badr started moving towards her neck that Mai seemed to snap out of it, protesting, "I haven't showered yet..."

"You smell amazing."

"Don't be silly. I've been dancing all afternoon. I'm covered in sweat."

Mai insisted on taking a shower.

Badr pursed his lips, then tightened his grip on her slender waist and lifted her into his arms.

"Let's go, then. Shower time."

"Eh? N-no, wait..."

"You've been tired all day, so let your husband take care of you."

Badr said this without a change in expression, carrying Mai towards the bathroom.

Inside the bathroom, after some rustling sounds, Badr gently scrubbed Mai's back with a shower puff, covering her in soft, fragrant foam.

Mai gathered her dark hair in front of her, her back facing Badr, her expression incredibly shy.

"Such a beautiful back. It's a shame not to give it a cupping therapy session."

Badr's teasing made Mai speechless.

"Just scrub my back properly. Don't think about anything weird, and no funny business..."

"Alright, a gentleman uses his words, not his hands," Badr chuckled, muttering as if to himself, "Tasting wouldn't be bad either."

Mai Sakurajima: "...??"

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After enjoying their shared bath, Badr and Mai returned to the bedroom.

However, Mai went into the walk-in closet and closed the door.

Badr wondered what she was doing in the closet so close to bedtime, but he didn't dwell on it. He sat on the bed, picked up a notebook, and glanced through it.

It was Mai's memo pad, mostly filled with her upcoming schedule.

Aside from her regular schoolwork, she had an upcoming audition for a big-budget movie.

If she got the part, she would enter a busy filming period, leaving her with little free time.

A movie, even with a small role, would probably take up a lot of time. He probably wouldn't see her much during the summer vacation...

Thinking of summer vacation, Badr remembered that Rias had mentioned taking him to the Underworld during that time.

Counting his past life, Badr had never been abroad. The thought of going to the Underworld intrigued him...

But with everyone so busy, he probably wouldn't see much of Mai during the summer.

He pursed his lips, putting the notebook back in its place, a sense of melancholy washing over him.

There was no need to be sentimental. It was only two months apart. Devils had long lifespans. There would be plenty of time in the future…

As he was thinking this, the closet door opened, revealing Mai, who had changed her clothes.

Badr's gaze fell upon her, his eyebrows raising as he stared.

"Mai, what's this?"

"Didn't I promise you a reward?"

Mai replied calmly.

Badr remembered. Mai had indeed promised to wear stockings as a reward after they resolved Futaba Hisako's special ability.

However, he hadn't expected not just stockings, but a full bunny girl outfit…

On her feet were a pair of glossy black high heels with red soles. The heels accentuated her height, making her long legs look even more stunning.

Sheer black stockings, subtly revealing the color of her skin, clung tightly to her legs. Above that, matching black, glossy arm warmers completed the look. The tight-fitting bunny girl outfit emphasized her slender yet curvaceous figure.

Her breasts, though not large, still pushed against the fabric enticingly.

Atop her flowing black hair sat a pair of tall bunny ears.

Mai was already 165 cm tall. With the added 10 cm from the heels and the distinctive design of the bunny girl outfit, her legs looked incredibly long and captivating, drawing his gaze irresistibly.

"Your eyes are glued to me."

Mai walked over to Badr, bending down and waving a hand in front of his face.

There was amusement in her voice. His mesmerized expression seemed to please her.

Badr quickly snapped out of it, chuckling after a brief pause.

"This outfit is amazing. Why haven't I seen you wear it before?"

"I mentioned it before, didn't I? Before I met you, I wore this outfit as an experiment. I thought that if it was this eye-catching, anyone who could see me would react."

Mai sat beside Badr, crossing her long, stocking-clad legs. The red-soled heels swung gently.

"And the result?"

"A complete failure." Mai closed her eyes, sighing. "Back then, no one could see me except you."

"That's wonderful. I was the only one." Badr grinned, a hint of pride in his voice.

Mai shot him a playful glare, her expression calm.

"Silly. If you like it, I can wear it for you more often."

Badr recalled their first encounter. "If you had been wearing this when we first met, I think I would have remembered it vividly."

"But we ended up meeting in a much worse way," Mai pouted. "Anyway, I certainly remember our first meeting vividly."

Badr smiled, pulling Mai closer. She leaned comfortably against him.

He wrapped his arm around her bare shoulder, her skin from her neck and collarbone to her chest gleaming white against the black fabric of her outfit. It was incredibly alluring.

"I love this reward."

Badr's smile was unrestrained.

Mai said, "I'll probably be very busy for a while, so consider this a little compensation."

Badr adopted a serious expression.

"I'll think of you a hundred times a day, Mai."

"Focus on your own things. Thinking of me once a day is enough."

Mai remained unfazed, completely composed.

Badr stroked her stocking-clad thigh, sighing. "I was planning on just once, but after this, it'll definitely be many more times."

He looked intently at Mai. "So you did this on purpose, didn't you? You clearly want me to keep thinking about you."

"I thought my usual self was enough to achieve that, but after some consideration, I realized I needed to give you a little more to remember me by."

There was a hint of mischief and pride in Mai's voice.

She had practically admitted to her little scheme.

Badr chuckled softly.

"You're so cute, Mai."

"I've known that since I was eight," Mai retorted, referencing her debut age. She was indeed a remarkably successful child star.

Badr grinned, pouncing on Mai playfully.

"You asked for it."

Mai blushed, knowing what was coming, but still pretended to be calm.

"What are you doing?"

"Didn't I say? Thinking of you a hundred times."

"...Don't. Once is enough..."

Mai's face flushed crimson. If they followed Badr's suggestion, they wouldn't get any sleep tonight...

Badr wasn't going to agree. He simply hummed.

"It would be a shame to tear such beautiful stockings..."

"Don't waste them. They were expensive."

Badr grinned.

"But it would be a disservice to this outfit if I didn't."

"..."

With a soft rip, Badr charged into enemy territory, his cavalry thundering across the battlefield, leaving a trail of destruction in his wake.

And Mai, playing her zither and flute, accompanied his conquest with soft melodies, like whispers and sighs, a celestial music that momentarily cleared the mind...

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