"So, tell me about these people."<\/p>\n
It wasn’t really that Seiichi didn’t trust Belial. He did. He just also<\/em> "They’re the children of two of one’s people. They became friends in Seiichi eyed Belial. "And the other one?"<\/p>\n "You’ll like him," Belial predicted with confidence. "He’s an "I see," Seiichi murmured. There was obviously more to the story, When the apartment door opened to Belial’s brisk rap, however, Seiichi had The smiling man who answered the door seemed harmless enough, until they entered Seiichi gave him a look fit to freeze liquid nitrogen solid. "What did The man who’d introduced himself as Tenpou, still smiling, deftly caught his Seiichi started as he abruptly felt… warmer.<\/p>\n "I can see why Hatter-sama wants someone to teach you about magic," Seiichi looked at Tenpou with a sharper eye. "I assure you, I’m very interested," Tenpou’s smile gained an edge.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n End<\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Yukimura meets his new magic teacher and said teacher’s housemate.
\n had a lively respect for his demon’s sense of humor.<\/p>\n
\n college, one believes, when they met up and started comparing backgrounds." Belial
\n supplied, rather airily. "Don’t mind the one who smirks all the time.
\n He’s the son of an incubus; he can’t help it."<\/p>\n
\n excellent strategist, under all that cheery smiling. And he has… extensive
\n experience as a teacher."<\/p>\n
\n but it looked like he’d have to find it out on his own.<\/p>\n
\n to admit that Belial had<\/em> told him the most pertinent details.<\/p>\n
\n the livingroom and the other occupant noticed them. Or, more precisely, noticed
\n Seiichi and rose with a suddenly brilliant grin. "Tenpou, you should
\n have told me she’d be gorgeous," he chastised his friend, taking a long
\n stride toward Seiichi.<\/p>\n
\n you say?"<\/p>\n
\n housemate by the collar and hauled him back out of Seiichi’s reach. "He,
\n Kenren. I’d think you, of all people, could tell the difference." He
\n examined Seiichi, and the frost creeping uncontrollably over over the
\n windows, and gestured discreetly.<\/p>\n
\n Tenpou noted, thoughtfully, gently shoving a pouting Kenren back toward the
\n couch. <\/p>\n
\n he murmured.<\/p>\n