Beauty and the Beast.

A pounding on your bedroom door quickly brought you out your precious slumber and it honestly left you slightly confused.

Certainly Squalo wouldn’t be knocking at your door, and you were entirely sure that Xanxus wouldn’t bother to put down the alcohol long enough to seek you out.

So, who was it . . .?

“Scusa, I’m coming ~” You assured the impatient unidentified knocker as you hastily rose to your feet.

When you’d made it to your bedroom door, you were taken aback as it opened on it’s own. No one understood the value of patience and personal space around here, evidently.

“Ah . . .” You murmured, your gaze suddenly fixated on the face of a burly yet oddly feminine man, peeking out from behind your doorway.

You would’ve laughed it off and assumed that this was just a dream, until the ridiculously stylish man opened his mouth to speak.

“My, oh my, Eva-chan~! You are a pretty one, aren't you? ♥~"