Have dinner.

The dining hall is grand. A dozen long tables with pure white sheets sit in two lines down a lengthy room with a tall ceiling holding just as many chandeliers illuminated with magical lights. Students continue to pour in as you enter and take their seats. One lonesome table sits apart from the rest, and around it seem to be professors. Frin in nowhere to be seen, though you do see Labing, Davella, and others. The Acting Grand Master isn't present either. The room is noisy, but the scent of the food is mouth-watering. Though you don't actually go to school here, surely they won't mind you partaking.

You and Eva find two seats beside each other. To your right is a boy you recognize from earlier in the day. He has short brown hair and glasses--the one that spooked the white slime and accidentally caused all the proceeding chaos. As you sit, plates are already being distributed. There are platters of roasted pork, salads, buns, cheeses, and more.

"Yum... I'm drooling just looking at all of this," Eva mutters. "I can't wait to dig in."

As you reach forward to grab a bun, you bump hands with the boy beside you.

"Oh. Sorry," he quickly says.

"It's fine." You start filling your plate with food. "You were in Frin's class, right?"

He looks down embarrassed. "Yeah. My name's Rodney Jr of house Dantan."

You peek over. Next to his plate is a small pile of pebbles and a stack of papers. As he eats, he scribbles to the side. Nobody else seems to be doing something like this. For now, you decide to focus on the meal. Eva seems to have the same idea. She's definitely no noblewoman. Her cheeks are stuffed with food, and it's even getting all around her mouth.

"Lick the sauce off her cheek," the voice in your mind says.

What kind of sprite are you?!

"You're making a mess," you say.

Eva turns to you. "Nmo mu mmo."

As she tries to speak, a piece of meat at the end of her fork drops off the end. It lands perfectly between her perky breasts, leaving a splatter of sauce around it. Her cheeks turn pink as she looks down at the trapped piece of food--a messy girl, caught in the act. You roll your eyes, reach out, and pop the piece of meat out from her cleavage and place it in your mouth before returning to your meal.

She chokes down her food quickly. "Wh-What was that?!" In a flustered rush, she starts cleaning herself up with a napkin.

"I told you that you're making a mess."

"Did you see the look on her face?"

Embarrassment?

"She's imagining you eating food off her body. That wasn't just embarrassment. The moment you turned away, she bit her lip. This bunny girl of yours is pretty freaky when you get her alone I bet."

You don't know the half of it.

People's attention are taken by footfalls moving past your seat from behind. You turn a glance to the draconic bombshell turning heads as she makes her way to a seat of her own. She passes by another table, and stops right behind another girl already enjoying her meal. Lady Vraelion stands in a commanding pose with her arms crossed. The girl turns, and gasps as they makes eye contact.

"This is my seat," the dragon speaks.

"What do you mean? I was already--"

"You're new to the school, so I'll forgive your ignorance once. This seat is mine, so you'll be moving now."

The sprite grumbles. "What a bitch. This is why I hate cities."

I gotta agree with you on this one.

You look down to see the fairy of light pop out from your chest. Immediately, she darts down between your legs, and then under the table. You're taken by surprise, so you reach out and whisper, "Hey, wait!"

The Dantan boy turns. "Are you all right?"

"Oh. Yeah." His food is done, and he's still looking at those rocks. "What are you doing?"

"It's a little embarrassing, but I'm doing really poorly in my geomancy class. If I want to catch up, I'll have to work through meals too."

"So you're studying rocks?"

"That's pretty much right, yeah."

As you speak with him, you see the sprite pop up from behind him. You watch as she makes her way to his pile of pebbles, and then lifts one up. Before he turns back, she darts right back under the table, and he doesn't even seem to notice one of them is missing.

What is she doing?

A moment passes. You turn to see the girl starting to stand up from her seat while Vraelion stares impatiently. Then, your eyes catch a glimpse of something--a tiny spark of light that shone for only a moment around her legs. Then, it happens again. You look around confused. The sprite surfaces once again under your arm, and swoops right into your chest with a warm tingle.

Where did you go just now?

"Look at our dragon friend."