A pure handmade velvet carpet and pale pink curtains that looked extremely high-end!
Beside the master bedroom, behind a transparent sliding door, came the sound of water trickling.
Amid the hazy mist, a male figure emerged, faintly visible.
"Mm—!"
The sliding door moved, and the one who stepped out was none other than Vitan, who had followed Akeno Himejima's advice and was now taking a bath.
Droplets of water slid down his strong back, falling to his toes and leaving footprints on the pristine white tiles.
Lying on the spotless bed, the familiar fragrance of a girl wrapped around him completely, continuously invading his nose.
He glanced around once again.
"Tch—!"
Vitan let out a snort of laughter.
Because this room was clearly not set up to be a guest room.
A normal guest room should be designed like a hotel — mostly using gender-neutral tones like black, white, or pale blue.
But this room was clearly styled in a very feminine way.
Although there weren't any stuffed toys that most girls of a certain age would like, the pale pink decor, along with the camphor wood vanity table across from the bed, made it obvious that this was a girl's room.
He lightly sniffed that familiar feminine fragrance again.
This fresh, pleasant scent — he had smelled it for quite some time during the banquet and remembered it vividly.
Verdict — the owner of this room is Rias!
Now that he basically understood Rias' intentions, all he had to do was wait for her to arrive — the one who had arranged this entire scene.
Time passed by the minute. The clock on the wall had its hands shift from 12 to 1.
Even the hair that had been damp after Vitan's shower had now dried naturally.
Click—!
The sound of the door opening came from the side. Vitan naturally turned his gaze toward it, then dropped his hands from behind his head and said in a calm tone,
"I thought you got scared or regretted it and weren't coming after all."
He casually shut the door behind her.
Under the light, her long crimson hair was dazzling. She was still wearing the same white evening gown from the banquet — resembling a wedding dress — baring her fragrant shoulders, showing off her delicate collarbones and alluring cleavage.
"Are you looking down on me? Someone from the Gremory family never regrets a decision once it's been made."
Rias' face carried a proud smile, like a peacock spreading its feathers.
Beautiful, noble, graceful, elegant, pure — this girl who embodied all those compliments walked toward Vitan step by step.
"Since you've already guessed what I mean today, then let's not waste time — let's begin now."
She stopped in front of the bed she had slept in for years. While speaking, she reached behind herself with her gloved hands, ready to unzip the chain holding her dress together.
"Let's wait a little first."
Still lying on the bed, Vitan looked at Rias and couldn't help but show a strange flicker in his eyes.
But he wasn't the type to be driven by lust. If he were, the female students from school would've already suffered from his hands that afternoon.
To him, it was better to clear things up and ask questions beforehand.
"Your self-control really is impressive. If it were another devil, they would've already pounced without a second thought."
Rias paused in unzipping her dress, a look of admiration flashing across her face.
She knew very well what kind of temptation her body held for men.
Yet the man before her, though clearly stirred, calmly suppressed his impulse.
And even this afternoon, surrounded by temptation and no responsibilities, this man didn't give in to indulgence.
This made Rias increasingly satisfied with Vitan.
"So, what do you want to ask?"
Speaking very naturally, Rias showed no sign of shyness as she laid down right next to Vitan.
"Are you pretending not to know?"
Vitan rolled his eyes at her.
"I don't believe you're like those she-devils in the Underworld who casually give themselves to pleasure — coming here just to offer your body and chase after fleeting joy. For someone as pure as you to give up her chastity at a time like this and deliberately try to seduce me, you must be in a self-destructive mindset.
And the reason for that self-destruction — I'd say it's your unwanted engagement, right?"
Vitan spoke with certainty and conviction.
After all, it was easy to deduce. In the original story, Rias was a rebellious girl.
When pressured by her family and pursued by Grayfia, she even went so far as to offer her virginity to Issei Hyoudou, with whom she had no romantic feelings at the time — all to resist her family.
As for falling in love with Issei later, that came afterward.
"Oh?"
Rias' delicate body shifted closer to Vitan until the two were pressed tightly together. She raised the corners of her mouth and blinked her large eyes.
"How are you so sure that I'm acting out of despair, and not making a well-thought-out decision?"
Parting her red lips, Rias spoke word by word, like a little fish blowing bubbles.
"Isn't it obvious? Do you really think that if you sleep with me, your engagement will be annulled and you'll end up marrying me? Don't be naïve — that's never going to happen."
"You are the heiress of the Gremory family. You have the duty to bear children and continue the Gremory name. You're only allowed to take in a husband. I am the head of House Asmodeus. I can only take a wife — I will never be someone else's live-in son-in-law."
Vitan stated all of this in a composed, orderly fashion.
This was also why, when he was younger, he hadn't gotten too close to Rias or Sona.
With so many external factors at play, if he wanted to make this heroine from the original story his own, he'd need power at the Super-Devil level.
And for someone like him — who had not yet obtained Radix back then — that was still an uncertain prospect.
But after obtaining Radix, he threw himself wholeheartedly into improving his own strength, and the little thoughts he had when he first transmigrated were long forgotten.
Just as he was saying this, he suddenly felt a slight weight on his chest.
Looking down, it was none other than Rias's delicate profile.
And that profile was painted with a genuine smile.