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Chapter 122 - Chapter 120: That Apron is Actually Nice!

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"I'll be going then. With your current level, graduating shouldn't be a problem. The commission is officially complete."

Badr smiled gently, bidding farewell to the Nakano Quintuplets.

Confusion rippled through the group.

"Y-You're not coming back?"

"Did Dad say something to you? Honestly, I'll go talk to him!" Nino Nakano huffed, about to march into the study.

"Nothing like that happened," Badr said, stopping Nino. "Didn't I say? The commission is complete. What you choose to do next is up to you."

With that, he activated a teleportation spell and vanished.

The sisters stared at the spot where he had been, a hollow feeling settling in their chests.

"W-Why did he just leave like that? Was it because of what I said...?" Nino stammered, flustered.

"No," Ichika Nakano said softly, gently embracing Nino.

"He gave us a choice."

Ichika, seemingly understanding Badr's intentions, explained quietly, "Before, our connection was due to his commission. Now, we have to choose whether to continue interacting with him, to get to know him better, or to part ways here..."

She pulled out a peculiar flyer, a demonic summoning circle...

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Back at his house, Badr assessed his gains.

Completing the Nakano Quintuplets' commission had yielded a substantial reward; the "price" he collected was quite significant.

However, after this, he likely wouldn't be able to accept another commission from them for a while...

It was a complicated situation.

Badr sighed. While he was fond of the quintuplets, he didn't want to lead them on, which was why he'd been upfront about having someone he cared for.

He wasn't interested in playing with anyone's feelings; his view on relationships was based on mutual consent.

His own harem was certainly growing. If the quintuplets couldn't accept that, it was best they distanced themselves from him, this devil. The choice, however, was theirs.

In the kitchen, Asia Argento was preparing dinner. Sensing Badr's demonic power signature, she emerged.

"Welcome back!"

Badr raised an eyebrow, taking in Asia's appearance.

"What are you wearing...?"

To his surprise, Asia was wearing an apron. Only an apron.

"Um, Kiryuu-san taught me... She said if I wore this, you would definitely like it..."

Asia mumbled shyly. Her inherent innocence and purity, remnants of her time as a nun, hadn't faded even after becoming a devil. Now, adorned in this "apron Gear," she left Badr momentarily speechless.

The Kiryuu-san Asia mentioned was Aika Kiryuu, one of Asia's closest human friends at school.

It warmed Badr and Rias hearts that Asia, who had once been so lonely, had finally made friends at school. They were genuinely happy for her.

But they hadn't expected this...

Aika Kiryuu wasn't exactly a conventional girl!

She supposedly possessed a remarkable skill: even through pants, she could accurately gauge a man's...length.

Compared to this skill, estimating measurements seemed utterly trivial!

Truly terrifying...

"...What has Kiryuu-san been teaching you?"

Badr sighed.

The once pure and innocent little nun was becoming more and more like a devil.

"Eh? Um... Do you not like it?"

"Well, it's actually quite...nice. Strictly speaking, she wasn't wrong..."

Badr was both amused and exasperated. Aika Kiryuu certainly understood what men liked, but she was far too unconventional...

Well, he wasn't exactly a paragon of virtue either.

After all, Badr's reputation as the "Clothes-Ripping Devil" was growing alongside his fame...

He pulled Asia close, kissing her sweet lips, leaving her dazed.

It took her a moment to remember she was supposed to be cooking.

Rias returned from completing a contract, and upon seeing Asia in her apron attire, she gasped in awe.

"Th-This outfit... I want to wear it too!"

She was clearly enamored, excitedly turning to Badr. "Help me change!"

...Why are you joining in on this?

Badr gaped at her, speechless. She wanted to follow suit?

But... Rias in just an apron...

He couldn't help but imagine the scene...

It seemed...rather appealing...

A grin spread across Badr's face.

Oh no.

Curiosity had gotten the better of him.

...He'd indulge her.

Badr went to the kitchen and retrieved a new apron.

Rias quickly shed her current attire.

Once she had the apron on, Badr personally tied the strings behind her back...

Yes.

Perfect.

"Well? How do I look?"

Rias flipped her crimson hair, her eyes sparkling mischievously as she looked at Badr.

Badr tilted his head, appraising her with a smirk. "You look great. Turn around, face away from me, and bend over slightly. Keep your legs straight. Yes, lower your upper body a bit more..."

Rias complied.

Seeing her like this, Badr felt a critical hit land, his attack speed maxed out.

Apron: When equipped alone, increases attack power against the opposite sex by 50%, critical hit rate by 50%, critical hit damage by 100%, and attack speed by 50%.

"Ara ara... what are you two playing at?"

A sultry voice purred. Akeno Himejima had arrived.

Everyone from the Occult Research Club would be moving into Badr's house today. They would all be living together from now on.

Akeno carried a small suitcase containing all her belongings.

"Akeno, you're here."

Badr smiled, taking her suitcase.

Akeno leaned in and kissed him on the cheek. "Akeno will be living with you from now on!"

"Yes, I'm looking forward to it," Badr replied with a chuckle.

Soon, Koneko Toujou and Xenovia arrived, each carrying their own luggage.

"Asia and I sharing a room is fine, right?" Xenovia asked.

Within the group, Asia and Koneko were undeniably the most doted upon.

"I'll take that room," Koneko declared, choosing a room before fixing her golden eyes on Badr. "If you dare peek, I'll hit you."

"I'm not that perverted," Badr said with a light laugh.

Rias and Asia exchanged a look of mock despair. It used to be just the two of them vying for Badr's attention. Now, everyone was joining the competition...

"President, Asia, what are you wearing...?"

Xenovia stared at Rias and Asia's apron attire, utterly bewildered.

"It's the joy of life," Badr said calmly, guiding Xenovia to the sofa and sitting beside Koneko, casually putting an arm around the petite silver-haired girl's shoulders.

"Badr's completely gone bad," Koneko remarked, her expression unchanged. She glanced at him with her golden eyes before calmly continuing to eat her strawberry daifuku.

"They chose to wear those themselves. I didn't ask them to," Badr replied with a smile.

Koneko offered him a bite of her daifuku. Badr glanced at it before taking a bite.

In the kitchen, Rias and Akeno were playfully egging each other on, the aroma of Asia's cooking wafting through the air.

Badr's gaze softened.

This once quiet house was now filled with warmth and laughter...

"By the way, Badr, should we take this opportunity to ask my brother to help us expand the house?" Rias emerged from the kitchen, inquiring.

"Hmm? Can we do that?"

"Of course. I'm just worried you might be reluctant since this is the house your parents left you, right?"

Badr smiled warmly. "If possible, I'd like to relocate everything elsewhere and keep this place as a memento."

Though his parents in this world had passed away long ago, before he even had a chance to meet them, he was still grateful to them. They had given him a place to call home.

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After helping Asia with dinner and enjoying the sight of Rias and Asia in their aprons, the meal was finally ready.

It was the first time everyone had gathered at Badr's house for dinner. The food was plentiful, and everyone enjoyed themselves immensely.

After dinner, Rias was the first to take a bath.

She was completely at ease in Badr's house, leaving the bathroom door ajar. Badr could see her alluring figure through the steam-filled room.

After a moment of appreciation, Badr stretched out on the sofa.

"Come here," Akeno purred, patting her lap.

Badr looked up and rested his head on Akeno's thighs, comfortably watching television.

He couldn't remember the last time he'd watched TV.

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