"DXD: Transfer Student"Chapter 232: Three Beauties Under the Moon
Moonlight, conjured by magic, spilled softly across the room, painting everything in silver and shadow. It caught on the edge of the bed, turning Rias's gauzy nightgown nearly transparent. Her skin glowed like polished jade beneath the gentle light, her alluring figure sprawled across the sheets, eyes half-lidded with dreamy anticipation—a sight that could drive anyone mad with longing.
"Beautiful," Draconis Yi murmured, the word slipping out before he could stop it.
Rias's lips curled into a confident smile. She knew exactly the effect she had on him.
"Like what you see? It's all yours," she teased, lifting her hands to cradle his face, eyes shining with warmth.
Draconis Yi caught her hands, savoring the moment, then leaned in to claim her lips. Their fingers intertwined, and the world narrowed to the heat of their kiss.
Night deepened.
Elsewhere, in another vast bedroom, Asia and Xenovia tossed and turned, restless and unable to sleep. Maybe it was the unfamiliar distance from home, or maybe the sheer size of the room made them feel small and uneasy. It wasn't about homesickness—just nerves and a bit of psychological discomfort.
Eventually, they gave up trying. Clutching their pillows, the two girls crept down the hall and knocked softly on Draconis Yi's door.
Inside, Draconis Yi and Rias were lost in each other when the knock came. They froze, exchanging startled glances.
"Who is it?" Draconis Yi called out, voice low.
"It's me—Asia," came the hesitant reply. "Xenovia's here too. Can we come in?"
Rias, interrupted at the worst possible moment, pursed her lips in frustration. Her voice was tight: "Asia, could you… maybe wait a little longer?"
"Huh? President's in there, too?" Xenovia piped up, followed by Asia's dejected sigh.
"So… President beat us to it…"
Rias gave up, shooting Draconis Yi a look of pure resignation before slipping off the bed. Still in her moonlit state, she went to the door and opened it.
Asia and Xenovia stared, wide-eyed and speechless.
"Rias-senpai…" Asia's gaze lingered on Rias's radiant figure, and realization dawned. Tears welled up in her eyes as she dashed toward Draconis Yi on the bed.
"Asia wants to… too!"
"Hey—Asia, I'm not finished yet!" Rias sputtered, caught off guard.
"Then I won't hold back either," Xenovia declared, marching in with determined seriousness.
"Hey, you two—!" Rias quickly shut the door behind them, locking it tight for good measure. She wasn't taking any chances—Akeno was notorious for sneaking in at times like this, and Rias knew better than to let her guard down.
Draconis Yi glanced at the three moonlit beauties now sharing his bed, blinking in disbelief.
Had he really just arrived at his future in-laws' house and already ended up in this kind of situation? Wasn't this a little much?
But seeing Rias's stormy expression after being interrupted, he knew he'd have to make it up to her. No way around it—one at a time…
Well, Rias would get priority. Otherwise, she'd probably explode.
…
The next morning, Draconis Yi woke early, disentangling himself from the tangle of warm bodies.
Stepping into the hallway, he was greeted by a group of devils dressed like butlers, waiting patiently.
"Good morning, Young Master. We're the servants assigned to teach you etiquette," one announced.
Draconis Yi raised an eyebrow. "Young Master? You mean me?"
"Of course, Young Master," the butler replied with a polite nod.
Draconis Yi paused, realizing that the title meant full acceptance into the family.
"You can just call me by my name," he suggested.
"That wouldn't be proper, Young Master," the lead butler said with a gentle smile. The maids waiting nearby echoed the sentiment, every word laced with formality.
Before Draconis Yi could protest, the maids swooped in—efficient and gentle, wiping his face and arranging his hair with practiced ease.
…They were almost frighteningly capable.
If he hadn't already dressed himself, Draconis Yi had no doubt they'd have replaced even his underwear and socks.
So this was devil aristocracy—luxurious, hierarchical, and… honestly, a little overwhelming.
He knew about the excesses of noble families, but still found all the pomp unnecessary. True nobility wasn't about show—it was about genuine respect and admiration.
Idealistic, maybe. But social hierarchy wasn't going anywhere, no matter how much he wished otherwise.
No point in dwelling on it. He wasn't here to change the system, and even if he could, he didn't have the energy to bother.
"I'll be in your care for the next few days, teachers," he said with a polite smile.
After a quick, elegant breakfast, Draconis Yi began his crash course in noble etiquette.
It was all very medieval—bowing, posture, conversation, the whole package. Probably inherited straight from old human traditions.
"Young Master, do you know the devil language and script?" one instructor asked.
"A little. I studied some before," Draconis Yi replied.
"Excellent! Then we'll begin with advanced grammar," the devil teacher said, smiling.
"Please, go ahead."
Draconis Yi listened calmly, absorbing the lessons. These were all part of the devil promotion exam—if he wanted to become an upper-class devil, he had to master them.
His training covered more than just etiquette: knowledge, taste, speech, and behavior—all required study and discipline.
While Draconis Yi immersed himself in etiquette, Akeno and the others began their own intensive training—Azazel himself overseeing their progress. For Rias's peerage, it was a serious challenge.
Rias, meanwhile, focused on mastering the intricacies of the Rating Game. She was still a rookie, her only victory the one that had ended her engagement.
As for Draconis Yi, he didn't need special training. Even Azazel couldn't find fault with him.
Absolute Dominion meant he understood his power better than anyone—he was the master of his own abilities.
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