"Here's some shrimp, Koya-kun."

Mio said as she fed it to him while sitting down directly at his side.

She held the small, wooden chopsticks delicately between her fingers, the piece of heavily seasoned meat dripping a thick, savory red sauce back onto the porcelain plate and Koya didn't hesitate.

He leaned his weight forward and opened his mouth, letting her put it directly inside. The chopsticks clicked softly against his teeth.

He closed his lips around it, pulled the meat off the wood and then he chewed down, the rich, spicy flavor of the garlic and chili sauce coating his tongue.

"This is pretty good stuff, thank you, Mio…" Koya said, swallowing the heavy bite.

His casual praise immediately made the girl blush as a warm crimson spread across her pale cheeks. He turned his head slightly as the dining room lights caught her face..

"Oh what happened to your eyes Mio?"

"You noticed?" Mio asked shyly then she nervously cleared her throat with her fingers tightening around the wooden chopsticks. "I am going to stop running away from my heritage as a member of the Tsukuyomi Clan, Even if I am only from the Branch clan… which is why I removed my contacts."

She blinked and fully revealed her natural irises. Instead of her usual crimson, her eyes were a stormy gray that seemed to absorb the light in the room.

Koya looked directly into those gray eyes.

"That's nice Mio, I'm proud of you…" He said and hearing that direct validation made her blush even harder.

In her eyes, however, a completely different reality was unfolding. Pale… was aggressively tumbling through the empty air directly above the dining table in a flawless, gravity-defying flip. The woman landed smoothly, hovering inches above the plates of food.

Pale looked down, crossing her pale glowing arms beneath her chest.

"When are we going to skip all of this boring dinner stuff?" Pale asked. "And get to the fucking part like I saw in the Hentai we watched yesterday?"

Mio sighed internally, pressing her lips together into a thin line.

She had foolishly given Pale complete control of her physical body while she slept after the grueling Buffer Tournament then, when she woke up this morning, she discovered that Pale had spent the entire night violently fingering herself to hardcore Hentai on her tablet.

Mio didn't even know what she wanted to say to that kind of utterly degenerate behavior…

'No sort of fucking is happening anytime soon…' Mio thought sharply, completely rejecting the goddess.

She lifted up a massive, sauce-covered piece of shrimp with her chopsticks and put it directly into her own mouth. The flavor exploded across her tastebuds, making the rich oily sauce drip down a bit onto her chin.

'All I want to do is to cuddle him for now…' Mio reasoned, chewing the meat slowly.

Pale drifted closer to her then the silver-haired woman floated directly behind her chair, putting both of her ghostly glowing hands firmly on the physical shoulders of the black-haired young woman.

"Do you really not want to bear his child?" Pale asked. "Come on, he just has to cum in you a few times and boom, you will get a baby… Isn't that how it works?"

Mio blushed furiously at the vulgarity of the statement.

She swallowed the chewed shrimp hard with the lump dragging down her throat and then aggressively waved her hand through the empty air beside her head to dispel of the Goddess's annoying phantom form.

'Sex is a lot more than just physical commitment, it is emotional commitment too…' Mio argued entirely in her own mind. 'I like Koya… but what if Koya doesn't like me in that way?'

Koya noticed her bizarre physical movements and he turned his head directly to her.

"What is wrong?" Koya asked, raising an eyebrow. "And why are you waving at the air?"

His direct question made Mio blush even deeper, completely caught off guard.

She quickly dropped her hand back to the table.

"The shrimp was just very pepperish," she lied, coughing lightly into her fist.

Across the heavy wooden table, Ichinose sat perfectly rigid, closely watching the entire intimate interaction between them.

She was feeling pure jealousy bubbling in her chest like boiling water inside a kettle. Her knuckles turned white. She immediately opened her mouth, reaching up and sharply adjusting her wire-rimmed glasses against the bridge of her nose.

"Koya-kun, Please feed me…" Ichinose asked while running a hand through her hair

Koya looked at her across the spread of takeaway containers with a small amused smile.

Instead of arguing, he obliged.

Extending his hand out, he used his own hand, taking firm hold of one of the absolute biggest pieces of shrimp left in the carton.

He completely bypassed the table, extending it directly to her face.

Ichinose leaned forward with her blonde hair falling over her shoulders, as she opened her mouth wide. He fitted the large piece of meat directly inside and her teeth clamped down, and she crunched the shrimp with a loud, highly satisfied groan with the spicy juices flooding her palate.

Koya loosened his grip on the chopsticks and then he pulled back his arm, but Ichinose completely dropped her calm demeanor.

She violently grabbed his thick wrist with both of her hands, her fingernails digging into his skin.

"There is still sauce on your fingers Koya-kun" Ichinose said with her blue eyes looking directly up into his. "Don't worry, I'lll help you out~"

With that, she leaned her face forward and forcefully pressed her open mouth against his bare skin. She licked his hand with her wet tongue with the warm muscle dragging slowly and heavily across his knuckles.

It was a completely clumsy attempt at being erotic. Her tongue slathered saliva everywhere, soaking the skin between his fingers as she aggressively sucked the spicy red sauce right off his fingers.

She closed her eyes, letting out a soft awkward hum as her lips sealed tightly around his index finger, pulling at the joint with messy suction.

Ichinose wasn't exactly sure if she was being erotic enough as her lack of actual sexual experience betrayed her movements but she thoroughly cleaned the skin.

Finally, she popped his last finger out of her wet mouth with a loud, wet smack and a victorious smile.

"There, all clean…" she said with a bright smile, looking directly at his calloused fingers that were now completely covered in a thick layer of her shining clear saliva. It made her feel incredibly fulfilling in a strange way.

However, Mio immediately reacted. Her chair scraped loudly against the floor as she reached into her pocket, brought out a pristine white cotton handkerchief, and extended it forcefully to him across the table.

"I have sanitizer too…" Mio told him as her gray eyes narrowed into deadly slits. "Eating with someone else's dirty saliva on your hand could cause a severe bacterial infection."

To which Ichinose scoffed. She released Koya's hand, sat back perfectly straight in her chair, adjusted her glasses, and then smiled a highly venomous smile.

"I know you are ragebaiting me…" Ichinose said smoothly. "Unlike you, I brush my teeth four times a day… with Koya-kun's toothpaste too. So that is exactly why my teeth are completely clean, just like his."

The sheer audacity of the toothpaste comment was a critical hit. Mio forcefully clenched her teeth with her knuckles turning white around the chopsticks.

Hovering behind her, Pale violently pointed her glowing finger directly at Ichinose though the blonde woman couldn't see it at all.

"Kill this woman, Mio!" Pale screamed to which Mio merely chuckled.

'This is just friendly banter, Pale… You don't have to take everything so violently seriously.'

Misora, completely exhausted by their antics, reached out and heavily tapped her index finger against the hard wooden table.

"Calm down, girls…" Misora said, her voice carrying the absolute authority of the Class Rep.

Everyone instantly calmed down and she reached into her robe pulling out her glowing ALI phone, and placed it perfectly up front on the table that was now full with different kinds of half-empty food cartons. She tapped the screen.

The device whirred, and it reflected a bright blue, three-dimensional Hologram directly up into the air, showing the exact Class Points of each Class from Class 1 down to Class 5.

Misora cleared her throat, gesturing to the glowing numbers.

"As you can see, naturally with all of the points we earned in Buffer Day… we are naturally Top 1 in the standings. Class 3 is currently second, with Class 1 being third somehow."

She dragged a finger through the hologram, rotating the glowing scoreboard. "All in all, the rankings are pretty completely scrambled, but we have a very good chance of finishing at Class 1 with all of our accumulated points."

Misora took a deep, heavy breath, letting the hologram fade away into nothing.

"Tomorrow is Familiar Assessment Day… so the fundamental bond with your Familiars will be thoroughly evaluated," Misora explained. "It will be strictly within the classes that had been called to Familiar Island initially to get Familiars, and so…"

Misora turned her head to look at all of them sitting around the table. "I know Koya-kun has an excellent relationship with his Familiars, so I wanted to ask. Mio and Ichinose, what about you two?"

Ichinose immediately shrank back into her chair. She adjusted her glasses as an ashamed expression crossed her face.

"I didn't get one…" Ichinose said quietly. "And even if I did, it would have been completely revoked after what I did in Familiar Isle."

Koya reached across the table and placed his hand on top of her blonde hair, and patted her head firmly.

"You've learned your lesson now," he said. "Maybe next time I will help you get one."

That made Ichinose lift up her head as a spark of genuine hope returned to her blue eyes then she gave a firm nod

"Don't worry Koya-kun, I'll take care of it to the best of my abilities."

Misora completely ignored that little display of affection and turned her attention directly to Mio.

"What about you, Mio?"

In response, Mio sat up straight and her chest suddenly lit up with a brilliant, blinding white light beneath her shirt.

"I had been unable to get the specific Familiar that I had wanted to get." Mio said. "especially after what happened with Koya, so… I got the next best thing."

Immediately, a thick, highly concentrated beam of pure light shot completely out of her chest. It arched through the air and landed with a soft physical thud directly on top of her head.

As the blinding light faded, it was revealed that a small, black, frog-like familiar was currently sitting directly on her hair. It strongly resembled a big toad possessing a sleek amphibious body except it had thick gray cloud-like frubbles completely wrapping around its neck.

Misora leaned forward, inspecting the creature closely.

"It looks quite good," Misora said. "What exactly can your Familiar d—"

NOM!

The movement was explosive, bypassing completely the limits of standard reaction time. The black frog's tongue lashed out immediately like a pink whip.

It snapped across the table, wrapping tightly around the massive, completely untouched piece of big shrimp that Misora had just taken out of the carton, and forcefully shot back into its mouth.

The frog swallowed the entire thing in one gulp with its throat bulging while chewing it loudly with a wet squelching sound.

Misora blinked as she stopped completely moving. She sat back in her chair with her hands dropping to her lap and began taking a deep breath.

As much as she desperately wanted to brutally kill that slimy Familiar right then and there for the absolute disrespect… Koya was sitting right here, and he was actively looking directly at her, so she couldn't straight up kill things in front of him.

She forcefully swallowed her boiling rage with a thick vein bulging on her forehead. 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

Mio panicked. She immediately apologized with a rapid, small bow of her head with the frog clinging to her hair.

"I am so sorry!" Mio said. "My Familiar, Nom Nom, as I have nicknamed it, really likes eating stuff. But it does have several abilities that perfectly compliment my own."

To which Misora nodded very slowly.

"It's alright Mio… I'm happy for you."

She then cleared her throat again, desperate to change the subject before she committed a murder.

"Why don't we finish dinner?" Misora suggested. "I saved up a few good movies, so we can watch it together after."

…

Two hours later, the apartment was completely quiet as the hallway lights were dimmed to a low sleep-mode yellow.

"Goodnight, Koya-kun."

"Goodnight, Misora."

Misora stood by the frame of her bedroom door with her plush robe pulled tight. She trembled slightly as she was about to look out the door and close it then, acting on pure impulse, she raised her bare hand to her lip, kissing her own fingers and physically blowing a kiss directly at him down the hallway.

To her surprise, Koya actually chuckled. He caught the imaginary gesture, raised his hand to his mouth, and smoothly blew it back at her.

However, the very next instant, a pair of hands violently grabbed Koya by the shirt.

He was forcefully dragged backward inside his own room, and the heavy wooden door slammed completely closed with a loud click, leaving her standing alone in the empty hallway with Disguise Master securely in her own room.

'All of this will be over soon…' Misora thought and then she closed her own door.

Inside the master bedroom, the air was warm.

Koya stood completely still near the center of the room with the two girls as they were making the final, rustling adjustments on the thin silken nightgowns they wore.

He looked at the spotless floor and the perfectly made sheets.

He was incredibly grateful that Riffi had some kind of specialized familiar magic that let her completely clean the entire room, including the bodily fluids previously staining the bed, or else he would have definitely gotten a lot of highly suspicious looks from the girls.

"Alright, so Koya-kun, how do you want to lie down?" Mio asked, pulling her nightgown straight.

Koya walked over to the mattress and laid down heavily on his back on the bed sinking into the cushions completely.

"I'll be in the center miladies."

Mio nodded.

"I'll be staying on the left side then."

She immediately climbed onto the mattress, sliding under the heavy covers on the left side and violently clung to Koya's arm, pressing her body completely against his side.

Ichinose stood by the nightstand. She reached up, removed her wire-rimmed glasses to put them gently on the wooden table and hit the switch turning off the main overhead light.

"I will be on the right side then…" she declared.

The blonde girl climbed onto the bed in the darkness, sliding beneath the blankets, and firmly clung on Koya to his right side with her leg tangling with his.

"Goodnight, Koya-kun."

"Goodnight, Koya-kun."

Both Ichinose and Mio said the exact words at the exact same time.

He smiled as he stared up at the pitch-black ceiling.

"Goodnight, both of you… Have sweet dreams."

With that, they rested.

The room grew completely quiet, save for the sound of their breathing. Ichinose let out a long groan of absolute comfort as she relaxed her muscles completely against his ribs.

It wasn't before long that both girls were entirely asleep with their chests rising and falling in rhythm and so was Koya.

His heavy eyelids drooped, and he fell asleep completely submerged in the soft, warm sensation of being tightly cushioned between breasts.

Both big and small, pressing against his ribs and arms… It didn't matter to him at all.

Breasts were breasts!

…

"Alright, I think it is right here…"

Koya stopped walking and tucked his glowing ALI phone deep into his trouser pocket.

It was officially Familiar Assessment Day, and he was currently walking down the brightly lit main corridor to the designated testing room with Riffi resting heavily directly on his head in her small white cat form as her tail flicked lazily against his neck.

In front of him stood a completely plain unmarked white door.

'Now that I think about it, the ALI main building sure has a lot of completely random rooms…' Koya thought, inspecting the reinforced hinges.

Regardless of the facility's weird architecture, he reached out, grabbed the cold metal handle, and opened the door.

The room was initially pitch dark, then the harsh fluorescent lights violently turned on.

Sitting directly behind a cheap metal table in the center of the empty room was a severely balding man wearing thick round glasses.

The man sat perfectly still with his stubby fingers clasped tightly together on the desk and his chin rested on his knuckles as he actively tried to look highly menacing.

The man looked up through the thick lenses and cleared his throat.

"Welcome to the Familiar Assessment Exam…" the proctor said. "Unlike other Exams, you will not be the one doing the physical testing, but your Familiar will. It has been quite a while since you have gotten them, so the final marks will be strictly given based on how well their Familiar genuinely likes them."

The proctor adjusted his glasses, glaring directly at Koya.

"You are not legally allowed to bribe the Familiar in any way, shape, or form during this testing period, and if you attempt any bribery, I will instantly know and have your overall Class points severely deducted."

Koya's eyes twitched in annoyance as he looked at the empty space between the doorframe and the desk.

"Could you at least let me into the room before we start anything?" Koya asked, entirely deadpan.

Why did these people like giving him old men as Proctors…?