Badr maintained his smile, inwardly scoffing.
Judging by Yor's micro-expressions, she clearly couldn't dance. Camilla was deliberately trying to embarrass her.
What a petty woman.
Despite his internal disdain, Badr wouldn't allow Yor to be humiliated. He had come to play the part, and he would play it well. He accepted the challenge with a smile.
"Sure, I'd love to dance with Yor."
"Eh? Badr, I..."
Yor began to panic, but Badr winked at her, silencing her unspoken protest.
Badr glanced at a couple dancing the tango in the center of the floor and smiled.
"We'll go when they finish."
As he spoke, he discreetly activated [Common Sense Alteration] on Yor, whispering in her ear, "Don't worry. I'll use magic to help you remember some basic steps. Just try to follow my lead, and leave the rest to me."
Yor, left with no other option, nervously watched the dancing couple, her anxiety evident.
Camilla smirked inwardly, relishing Yor's apparent discomfort. She knew Yor couldn't dance and anticipated a clumsy, embarrassing spectacle.
"Hey, Camilla, isn't this a bit much?" Sharon, being older, whispered to her.
"What does it matter? We can't let Yor steal all the attention. This is the price she pays for deceiving us for so long." Camilla smiled. "Don't worry, I won't be too hard on her."
"Hee hee, now that you mention it, I think she deserves a little punishment. How could she? We chat so much, and she's probably been laughing at us all along," Millie chimed in, also harboring a touch of jealousy towards Yor.
Badr's appearance was precisely Millie's type. If she hadn't already had a boyfriend, she might have even considered stealing him from Yor.
Millie entertained the thought briefly.
Of course, it was just a fleeting thought. Everyone had their wicked moments.
Still, it made her so jealous!
Soon, the couple on the dance floor finished their tango. Badr naturally took Yor's hand and led her to the center of the floor.
He nodded politely to the band.
"Could you play 'Por Una Cabeza,' please?"
What was a tango without 'Por Una Cabeza'?
Fortunately, this world shared many cultural similarities with his original one, so the famous piece was readily available.
Could Badr dance the tango?
The answer was: Yes!
He had prepared for this high-society gathering. Earlier that day, he had purchased dance tutorials and practiced specifically for this occasion.
Not just dancing, but also magic tricks, knowledge of fine wines, and various other skills...
He believed in being prepared.
...
In the center of the dance floor, Yor placed one hand gently in Badr's and the other on his shoulder.
And then... she was lost!
What was she supposed to do next?
She looked at him blankly.
Although Badr had used magic to imprint some steps in her memory, she was completely unfamiliar with how to begin.
Fortunately, Badr was ready. As the sultry violin notes of 'Por Una Cabeza' filled the air, he discreetly channeled his magic, weaving it around Yor's long, elegant legs beneath her gown.
Let's dance!
Eh?
Yor felt as if her legs had a mind of their own!
An unseen force guided her steps, executing the tango movements with surprising precision...
Badr's hand rested on Yor's waist. He could feel the tension in her muscles. This woman was a lethal killing machine, and forcing her to dance like this must have been torture for her...
Despite her stiffness, with Badr's magical assistance, she appeared remarkably graceful to the onlookers.
Camilla gritted her teeth, her jealousy intensifying as she watched Badr and Yor glide across the dance floor.
How could they be so dazzling?
All eyes were on them. Badr, impeccably dressed, drew admiring glances from many women in the room.
Yor, in her elegant gown, was breathtaking. Her long legs, accentuated by red-soled stilettos, made her almost as tall as Badr.
The black gown highlighted her cool beauty. Her dark hair flowed gracefully, the glittering gold hair ornament adding a touch of elegance. Her skin was snow-white, and the gown's open back revealed a tantalizing glimpse of her flawless skin.
Yor's crimson eyes were captivating, fixed on Badr's face, drawing envious stares from the men present.
Their elegant dance added a touch of magic to the party, captivating everyone in attendance.
As the music progressed, Yor gradually relaxed, her movements becoming more fluid and graceful.
Under Badr's guidance, she moved in perfect harmony with him, her dance captivating.
Badr raised Yor's hand, his right hand gently guiding her slender waist as he twirled her around. Yor spun effortlessly, her black gown swirling around her, showcasing her beautiful legs beneath the hem.
After three graceful turns, Yor leaned back into Badr's arms. He embraced her waist, leading her into the crescendo of the dance.
As the beautiful melody of 'Por Una Cabeza' soared, Yor couldn't help but lock eyes with Badr. Even as they moved, their gazes remained fixed on each other.
To the onlookers, however, the public display of affection was almost unbearable...
The music grew softer and more melodious, bringing smiles to the faces of many in the audience.
The music and the dance were deeply moving, captivating everyone present.
Finally, as the music ended, Yor, guided by Badr, completed the dance. A wave of enthusiastic applause erupted around them.
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Camilla's expression was complex. She had intended for Yor to embarrass herself, but the outcome had only made her shine even brighter...
"Oh well, let's not dwell on it," Sharon said with a small smile, her gaze holding a hint of admiration for Badr and Yor. "Yor's boyfriend is remarkable."
Judging solely from his earlier performance, Badr had been impeccable. Now, Yor had become the center of attention at the party, a feat the Yor of the past could never have achieved.
And it was obvious to everyone that this transformation was due to Badr. His presence was captivating.
Some things, like looks and charisma, couldn't be envied...
After the dance, Badr led Yor back to their seats, smiling and thanking those around them.
Yor's expression still held a trace of exhilaration. The feeling from the dance had been magical; she realized she had completely mastered the steps.
Badr was really amazing...
The party continued, and Camilla and her friends dejectedly abandoned their plans to embarrass Yor.
After several more attempts, all smoothly deflected by Badr, Camilla realized that any further actions would only serve to highlight Yor's newfound grace and charm.
Just then, Camilla's partner, Dominic, approached Yor and Badr, a polite smile on his face.
"Yor, it's rare to see you at a party. Are you having a good time with Badr-san?"
"Thank you very much for hosting, Mr. Dominic. I'm having a wonderful time," Yor replied quickly, offering a grateful smile. "And thank you for your concern."
"Haha, seeing you with this excellent boyfriend puts my mind at ease. I used to worry about you quite a bit."
Dominic's smile was warm as he turned his gaze to Badr. "Badr-san," he inquired, "when do you plan to marry Yor?"
Marriage?
Badr was inwardly speechless.
He had only accepted a commission to act as her partner.
Marriage was a whole different price tag...
"Haha, if possible, the sooner the better, of course. I'm eager to make Yor my wife."
As he spoke, Badr naturally placed his arm around Yor's waist, drawing her closer.
Yor's mind was a whirlwind of panicked thoughts. If they found out that she and Badr were only pretending, it would be a disaster...
Her heart pounding, she forced a smile and nodded. "Y-yes, I'm also looking forward to the day I get married..."
"That's wonderful. You're not getting any younger, Yor. It's time to settle down."
Dominic continued to encourage the idea of marriage with a gentle smile. He was a kind and gentle person, just as Camilla had described.
After finally seeing Dominic off, Yor turned to Badr, a slightly troubled expression on her face.
"What should we do...? I feel like things are getting out of control..."
"It's alright. This is all within the realm of normal," Badr replied calmly. Since he was playing the role of her boyfriend, inquiries about marriage were to be expected.
As for actually getting married, that wasn't for them to decide.
Time passed quickly, and soon the party came to an end. Badr took Yor's hand and bid farewell to everyone present.
Under the complex gazes of Camilla and Millie, they gradually walked away, disappearing down the street.
However, not far away, a man watched them until they were out of sight, his expression one of utter bewilderment.
...Had he seen correctly?
The [Thorn Princess] was strolling hand-in-hand with a man?
...
After they had walked some distance, Yor and Badr finally released each other's hands. Yor let out a long sigh.
"It's finally... over..."
She felt more exhausted than after an assassination mission.
Badr chuckled, glancing towards a street corner with narrowed eyes.
There it was again...
He had sensed someone observing them since they left the party. Maintaining a calm demeanor, he addressed Yor.
"Wait here for me for two minutes. I'll be right back."
"Huh? Okay..."
Unsure of Badr's intentions, Yor readily agreed.
In the next instant, she watched as Badr vanished into thin air!
"..."
Yor stared blankly for a moment before it registered.
Right, he's a devil...
Near the corner, a man pretended to admire the scenery, his gaze frequently flicking towards Yor and Badr in the distance.
But in a brief moment of distraction, he noticed the man beside the [Thorn Princess] had disappeared!
Startled, the man quickly scanned the area, but found nothing.
He scratched his head, wondering how the man could have vanished so suddenly.
"Looking for me?"
A calm voice came from behind him, making the man's hair stand on end. Cold sweat trickled down his back.
How...?
He hadn't sensed him approach at all...
Before the man could turn around, Badr placed a hand on his shoulder. To any onlookers, they would appear like close friends.
"You've been watching us since we left the party, haven't you?"
Badr's calm voice made the man break out in a cold sweat. But he quickly composed himself and offered an explanation.
"You misunderstand... I mean you no harm..."
"I know you don't. Otherwise, you wouldn't be able to speak right now."
Badr spoke nonchalantly. He could sense the man's lack of hostility, but caution prompted him to investigate and understand the situation.
"So why were you watching me?"
"...I was curious. I'm the one who usually cleans up after the [Thorn Princess]...work. I've never seen her with another man before. Out of concern for my mission, I was considering whether to report to the Shopkeeper... uh, our leader..."
"You thought I was a threat?" Badr raised an eyebrow. "Does your organization control its members' personal lives?"
"No, no... It's just that the [Thorn Princess] has a mission tonight, so I came early to prepare. After she completes her mission, cleaners like me handle the scene... Running into you was a coincidence..."
The man's explanation tumbled out in a rush of nervous words. He couldn't explain why, but he felt immense pressure from Badr!
The hand on his shoulder made him feel as if his life was in Badr's grasp, that a single squeeze would end it.
Badr tilted his head slightly. Judging by the man's emotional fluctuations, he seemed to be telling the truth...
"Alright, since it's a misunderstanding, I'll let it go.. I'll just erase this memory for you."
Badr muttered as if to himself and used his demonic power to alter the man's memories.
In the next second, he vanished. The man stared blankly at Badr, who had reappeared beside Yor, feeling a sense of unease.
What just happened...?
Why was he covered in cold sweat?
Suddenly, something clicked, and his eyes widened. He quickly glanced at his index finger, noticing a dark bruise...
But he had no memory of how he got it.
Something was definitely wrong. He had been mind-controlled...
The man with the [Thorn Princess] was dangerous...
Was he an angel? A devil? Or a Fallen Angel?
Regardless, he had undoubtedly been affected by some kind of mind alteration!
The man didn't linger. He ran off to report the incident to the Shopkeeper, who took the matter seriously and immediately launched an investigation.
Shortly after, the Shopkeeper's reply arrived.
"He's a devil, and a powerful one. Don't concern yourself with him any further. Technically speaking, he's now considered an ally. He likely erased your memory to avoid trouble. I've classified all information regarding him and stored it in the highest security archive."
"...Understood."
The man was shocked. He hadn't expected the harmless-looking young man beside the [Thorn Princess] to be a formidable being...
The thought of being approached by this monster and having his memory erased sent chills down his spine.
supernatural powers were both fascinating and scary...
Meanwhile, Badr was unaware of the events that transpired after he left. He only knew the observer was Yor's colleague and remained oblivious to the fact that his devil identity had been revealed to the national security agency.
Yor didn't question Badr's absence either. True to her nature, she had waited the agreed-upon two minutes without a single extraneous thought or question...
"Sorry to keep you waiting."
Badr smiled and asked, "Miss Yor, now that the pretense of being your boyfriend is complete, shall we finalize our contract?"
"Ah, right, the contract..."
Yor seemed to remember, nodding seriously.
"I'm willing to sign the contract with you. Thank you so much for everything you've done!"
"We both benefited. Let's head back and prepare for the contract signing."
"Okay."
With the terms agreed upon, Badr, in high spirits, returned to Yor's apartment with her and began setting up the magic circle for the contract.
