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He's testing me, isn't he?
Badr knew nothing about the State Security Service. Maybe the traitor Yuri was talking about wasn't even from the Audit Department.
Despite knowing it was a trap, Badr stepped right in.
What did he have to fear?
When Yuri went to the Department to check his information, a surprise would be waiting.
Then he would have no choice but to believe!
Since he'd asked Rias for help, Badr was one hundred percent certain the identity fabrication would be flawless.
Let him investigate all he wants; in fact, Badr hoped he would investigate.
How could his lies stand up to what Yuri would see with his own eyes?
However, Badr's actions had one drawback: seeds of doubt had already been sown in Yuri's mind.
He observed Badr and Yor, sensing something off about their interaction.
Weren't they being a little too polite with each other?
At least during the time Yuri had been there, their behavior had seemed somewhat strained.
It wasn't Badr who seemed stiff; it was his sister.
...But his sister surely had her reasons!
Maybe she was being considerate of his feelings!
Yes, that had to be it.
Yuri trusted his sister completely. Therefore, the problem must lie with Badr!
If he was lying about his job, then he must have deceived his sister too!
Unforgivable!
I will expose him!
"By the way, how did you two meet?"
"We met at a restaurant," Yor replied with a smile. "He kept looking over at me..."
Badr had prepped her for this conversation, so she answered smoothly.
Badr smiled sheepishly. "Yor is so beautiful; I couldn't help but steal a few glances..."
Yuri turned to stone.
He always addressed his sister formally, yet Badr used her name so casually!
Gah! Damn it!
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Poor Yuri could only fume silently. The thought of his sister possibly whispering sweet nothings like "darling" in private made him seethe with envy.
He grabbed the wine bottle, ignoring Badr and Yor, poured himself a large glass, and downed it in one gulp.
Bitter wine, bitter heart...hiccup!
Badr watched Yuri's sudden shift in demeanor with a speechless expression.
Was he drunk already...?
Getting drunk after just one glass? What a lightweight.
However, Yuri's suspicion towards Badr kept him somewhat guarded. He was plotting how to make Badr lower his guard and reveal the truth.
Yor picked up her wine glass and took a sip, her eyes sparkling slightly.
Delicious.
She poured herself another glass and drained it. A blush crept onto her cheeks.
Badr quickly noticed Yor's unusual behavior. "Yor?" he asked, his eyes narrowing.
"Huh? What is it...?"
Yor's face flushed, and she swayed slightly.
A jolt of surprise shot through Badr.
You're a lightweight too?!
Seriously?
And you still drank more?
"Yor, honestly! I looked away for a second, and you had another glass."
Badr maintained his composure, acting as if this were a familiar scenario.
"Heehee... Because... happy! One more!"
Yor's flushed face took on an alluring quality, her eyes glazed over. Yuri, noticing this, chuckled.
"You're still such a lightweight, sis..."
"Huh? I-I'm not drunk! I can still drink!"
Yor snatched the wine bottle from Yuri and took a large swig directly from it.
Badr looked at both the intoxicated Yor and Yuri, a headache forming.
Yuri was still somewhat coherent, despite his tipsiness. But Yor was completely drunk!
He hoped she wouldn't blurt out anything that would reveal their true relationship...
Just as he thought that, Yor looked at him with blurry eyes.
"Hiccup...Huh? Badr... why...are there two of you? Did you...use magic...?"
Badr inwardly groaned.
Damn it! I didn't expect Yor's alcohol tolerance to be so low. This is a miscalculation.
Though also susceptible to alcohol, Yuri's training as an elite secret agent kicked in. The word "magic" sobered him up slightly.
"Sis?"
He called out, drawing Yor's drowsy gaze. "Yuri... why are there two of you too...? Do you...also use magic...?"
Badr chuckled wryly and put a hand on Yor's shoulder. "If you keep drinking, everything in this room will start using magic."
He guided Yor to lean against him, then apologized to Yuri. "Sorry, I thought we could have a nice time together, but I accidentally let Yor drink too much."
Seeing Yor leaning against Badr, Yuri's suspicions momentarily dissipated, dismissing her words as drunken ramblings. Then, jealousy washed over him again.
How dare he be so intimate with my sister right in front of me!
"Sis, you're so embarrassing..."
Yuri moved to help Yor up, unaware that Yor's assassin instincts had been triggered by Badr's proximity.
Allowing someone so close was a huge risk for an assassin!
While sober, Yor could control herself, but in her drunken state, her self-preservation system was on autopilot...
As she drifted closer to unconsciousness, her instincts compelled her to push Badr away.
Badr sensed the sudden gust of wind and reacted instinctively with his enhanced devil reflexes, turning his head at the last moment.
The push intended for Badr landed squarely on Yuri, who had just arrived at Yor's side.
Slap!!
The sound of the slap echoed loudly.
Yuri spun through the air and crashed into the wall.
Badr: "...??"
He stared at Yuri sprawled on the floor, momentarily stunned.
"...Mr. Briar?"
Yuri bounced back up, shaking his dazed head, a bright red handprint stark against his cheek.
He coughed. "I'm fine."
Badr watched as blood trickled down Yuri's forehead, speechless. "..."
Is he sure he's fine?
Yor's slap had definitely packed a punch.
Seeing Yor potentially winding up for another strike, Badr reacted swiftly, pulling her close and pinning her arms.
He could feel her struggling in his embrace, but he couldn't afford to let go.
This woman is surprisingly strong!
An average person wouldn't be able to restrain her...
Yuri felt a pang of bitterness.
Is she angry that I interrupted their intimate moment...?
Badr sighed and explained to Yuri, "Your sister seems to be completely drunk..."
"Mmm... I'm not...drunk..." Yor mumbled, her eyes hazy as she looked at Badr. In her intoxicated state, coherent thought had vanished, replaced by an urge to confess her deepest worries.
"Badr... marry...me...okay...?"
If they got married, people would stop paying attention to her, she reasoned.
Badr: "..."
Yuri: "..."
She's asking him to marry her...
Marry!!
Yuri grabbed the wine bottle again and guzzled down the remaining contents.
Marriage...marry my sister...
Yuri burned with jealousy. Marrying Yor had been his ultimate dream since childhood! When he had shown his sister his perfect report card as a child, she had rewarded him with a kiss on the cheek. From that moment, he had dreamt of marrying her!
But now...
Seeing Yuri's petrified expression, Badr knew the young man was beyond saving.
Seriously, dude, your sister complex is out of control.
Yuri slammed the wine bottle onto the table.
"I'm going home."
"Oh? Alright. It is getting rather late... I'll see you out." Badr offered an apologetic smile and patted Yor's back gently. "I'm just going to see your brother out. Stay put, okay?"
He placed a light kiss on Yor's forehead.
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