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Chapter 103 - Chapter 101: Awakening Another Power?

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Miku Nakano froze for a moment, then blushed slightly. "I don't know what you're talking about..."

"Oh, really?"

Ichika smiled playfully. When Badr returned with the coffee, she suddenly raised her hand.

"Badr, it's getting late. Why don't you just stay here tonight? We can wake up early and study together in the morning!"

"Eh?"

Before Badr could respond, the other girls were stunned by Ichika's suggestion.

Badr shook his head gently.

"It would be too much trouble. I can use teleportation magic to get here quickly in the morning."

"Don't worry about it. You can sleep in Miku's room, and she can sleep with me. There are still some parts in the lecture notes that I don't understand, and I wanted to ask you for guidance later."

Ichika winked at Miku as she spoke.

Miku paused, then quickly caught on. "M-me too..."

Seeing their reactions, Nino and the others were suspicious. Since when did these two become so eager to study?, they wondered.

Badr didn't object further. He didn't mind where he slept; sleep was sleep.

"Alright, I'll explain it to you after we finish our coffee."

"Hehe, no rush, no rush. We can all take a bath after the coffee," Ichika said with a triumphant glint in her eyes.

After finishing their coffee, Yotsuba and Itsuki each occupied a bathroom to shower. Badr stayed behind to "tutor" Ichika and Miku, who were pretending to be studious.

Nino glanced at the trio with boredom and then went upstairs, her slippers padding softly against the stairs.

"Yawn~ I understand now. Miku probably doesn't get it yet, so you can listen first. I'm going to the balcony for some fresh air to clear my head."

Ichika smiled and headed to the balcony, leaving Miku sitting there, a little flustered.

Badr found Miku's nervousness amusing. He chuckled softly. "Relax, I won't bite."

Miku blushed even more. Badr sat beside her, pen in hand, providing one-on-one tutoring.

Compared to the others, this was practically a private lesson for Miku.

About five minutes later, with Badr so close, Miku felt her heart pounding faster and faster.

"Badr..."

"Yes?"

"I-I'm a little hungry. What do you want to eat?"

Miku mustered her courage to ask.

"Hmm, maybe some cake or other sweet treats," Badr replied casually after a moment of thought.

"I have some in my room. I'll go get them," Miku said, a hint of delight in her voice.

"Alright."

Badr smiled as he watched Miku scurry upstairs to her room. She quickly returned, carrying a large bag filled with packaged cakes and pastries.

"Here."

"Thank you."

Badr took the bag. Just then, Nino's door opened again, and she came back downstairs to the living room.

"I'm starving... Is there anything to eat? Oh? Where did the cake come from? Give me a piece."

Nino reached for the bag, but Miku quickly shielded it, placing it in front of Badr. She glared at Nino.

"This isn't for you."

"Huh? Just a little piece. Don't be so stingy. I'll make you some tomorrow!"

Nino tried to reach for the bag again, but Miku's unwavering stare made her withdraw her hand.

"It's just a piece of cake! Why are you being so mean..."

Badr was caught in the middle, unsure whether to eat the cake or not.

"I'll just have one piece, Miku. You can do whatever you want with the rest," Badr said with a wry smile. "I'm not really hungry. If you sisters are, you can have more."

Miku suddenly had an idea and shoved the entire bag of cakes into Nino's arms.

"Then you can have them all. I'll make some for Badr tomorrow."

"Huh?"

Nino was taken aback. Miku, can you even bake? And you're going to make them for someone else?

Are you trying to poison Badr?

Well, he's a devil, so he probably won't die.

"...You're so weird!"

Nino muttered, clutching the bag of cakes, and sat down to eat.

Miku's face remained expressionless, but her mind was already busy planning tomorrow's baking session, her focus no longer on her textbooks...

Badr sighed inwardly. What a strange situation, he thought.

Soon, Yotsuba and Itsuki finished their baths. Miku and the others also took turns showering, with Badr being the last one.

Soaking in the bathtub, Badr closed his eyes lazily, feeling the demonic power flowing within him.

Since the intense battle a few days ago that had left him unconscious, his demonic power had hit a plateau. According to Akeno, he had absorbed a massive amount of demonic power from everyone while he was unconscious.

At that time, Badr's body had undergone some sort of change, to the point where even the combined demonic power of Rias and Asia couldn't satisfy him.

In the end, Akeno and Koneko joined in the "replenishing" process. They took turns resting, engaging in a continuous cycle for three days and two nights until Badr finally stopped absorbing demonic power.

Despite absorbing so much demonic power, Badr couldn't find any trace of it within him. However, his own demonic power had reached the limit of a mid-class devil, just a step away from breaking through to the High-Class.

Badr had been checking his condition frequently these past few days but hadn't found anything unusual.

Perhaps that demonic power had been absorbed by the black fortress in his consciousness for some reason. That was the only explanation Badr could come up with for now.

After his bath, Badr returned to the living room.

"You took quite a while. Don't tell me you were enjoying the beautiful girls' bathwater?" Ichika teased Badr with a chuckle.

"Oh, the scent was a bit faint. It would have been better if Miku had soaked longer and let it steep a bit more," Badr replied calmly.

Miku: "...??"

Everyone: "..."

The girls were speechless. Trying to embarrass Badr was clearly a futile effort...

Then, the girls noticed the clothes Badr had changed into and looked puzzled.

"Eh? Didn't you say you didn't bring any clothes?"

"These aren't real clothes," Badr said with a smile.

Since he hadn't brought any spare clothes, Badr had simply conjured a set of comfortable loungewear using his demonic power. It was very convenient.

"Wow, that's so handy! Does that mean you can just conjure any clothes you want?"

The girls' eyes lit up.

"That's right."

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"I really want to learn that..."

Yotsuba was the first to raise her hand, her eyes filled with longing.

Badr found their expressions amusing.

"To do that, you'd have to be reincarnated as devils first."

"Can we be reincarnated as devils? Can I become an angel instead?" Itsuki asked with a smile.

Badr tilted his head.

"I don't know about that. You'd need an angel willing to take you in first."

His words piqued the five sisters' interest. They started fantasizing about what they would do after being reincarnated as devils or angels.

Undeniably, supernatural powers held a universal fascination.

After all, who hadn't dreamed of being a superhero or a magical girl?

And here was Badr, a real devil, standing right before their eyes.

Seeing their enthusiasm, Badr didn't interrupt. He simply smiled and listened to their fantasies, even when they became a bit outlandish.

Honestly, there were many things in this world that even he didn't know. Perhaps the things they were imagining actually existed in some other dimension. Who could say for sure?

They chatted until past midnight, and the girls finally couldn't keep their eyes open any longer. They went back to their rooms to rest.

Because Badr was there, Miku decided to sleep with Ichika that night, and Badr took Miku's room.

Lying in bed, Badr pulled the covers over himself, inhaling the fresh, clean scent that filled the room and the bed.

He had to admit, it was unusual for him to be alone at night. Usually, he had Rias or Asia nestled in his arms, or Mai Sakurajima.

Badr didn't sleep either. He had indulged in enough rest and relaxation these past few days. It was time to resume his training.

He calmed his mind, closed his eyes, and began to connect with the power of his Sacred Gear, initiating the resonance training.

But as he entered his meditative state, he finally noticed something amiss.

He immediately withdrew from his training and opened his eyes, his golden irises gleaming with surprise.

This power... what was going on...?

He raised his hand, and a dark purple demonic power condensed in his palm. Then, with a glint in his eyes, he raised his left hand and cautiously began to gather power.

In the next moment, a golden light converged above his palm, and a pure, holy aura spread outwards!

--Holy Power!!

Badr stared blankly at the diametrically opposed holy power and demonic power in his hands, speechless...

How could this be...?

He looked at the pure holy power coalescing above his left palm, utterly bewildered.

He was a devil! How could he possibly conjure the holy power that was unique to angels and Gods? Was he dreaming?

A flash of insight struck Badr.

He remembered Kokabiel mentioning that God and the Four Great Satans were all dead. The Seraphim Michael was now acting as God's representative, and the flow of faith was maintained solely by the system God had left behind.

In other words... the boundary between holy and demonic power had vanished. Asia was a prime example of this.

Understanding the key, Badr couldn't help but smile.

This was interesting. He wondered what the angels and Fallen Angels would think if he used holy power in front of them?

He needed to explore its applications...

Badr thought to himself, simultaneously curious about how he suddenly gained control over holy power.

Even if the boundary between holy and demonic power had disappeared, a devil like him shouldn't be able to directly manipulate holy power.

Could it be his Sacred Gear...?

His first suspicion fell upon the King Sword and Shield. If there was anything truly powerful and mysterious about him, it was this Sacred GearΒ and the black fortress it manifested in his consciousness.

It must be the cause...

Badr nodded to himself, his mood significantly improved.

After all, this was essentially another trump card in his arsenal.

He composed himself and focused his mind once more, resuming his training.

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