It was still on the lawn where the familiar was summoned.
The maids among the students who served the noble students had already set up the tables and chairs in advance, along with white parasols.
At this moment, many students were sitting on the chairs under the parasols. They were enjoying their afternoon tea while conversing with their familiars.
Among them, Louise's position always attracted the attention of other students from time to time.
Eight-cloud Ink, who was sitting on the chair with her legs crossed, looked like the most elegant noble. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the black tea that she took out from between the gaps.
"Mhmm … the afternoon sun always makes people want to sleep."
"You …"
Across from her, Louise's small face scrunched up as she looked at Eight-cloud Ink.
After hesitating for a long time, Louise still looked at the black tea in Eight-cloud Ink's hand and asked, "What is that?"
"You want it?"
"Mhmm!" Louise quickly nodded her small head. The aroma of the black tea in Eight-cloud Ink's hand already made her itch.
"I'm not giving it to you!"
"Huh?"
With her eyes wide open, Louise looked at Eight-cloud Ink in disbelief.
"What are you laughing at? I can't make this by myself. Before I go back to Fantasy Village, I'll drink less and less."
"Guuu —"
With her face puffed up, Louise looked at Eight-cloud Ink angrily.
"Stingy!"
As for Louise's comment, Yakumo chose to ignore it.
"Speaking of which, is this the so-called deep communication?"
Eight-cloud Ink looked around, feeling a little bored, and asked.
"Is there a problem?"
"No, nothing, I just feel bored."
On the lawn, many students were constantly stroking their familiars as if they were playing with small pets.
Louise also noticed this. After hesitating for a while, she jumped off the chair and walked in front of Eight-cloud Ink.
Under Eight-cloud Ink's confused gaze, the girl reached out her hand and placed it on Eight-cloud Ink's head.
Stroke, stroke.
"I say, don't you think this is silly?"
Eight-cloud Ink put down the teacup in his hand and looked at Louise awkwardly. He gently patted away the girl's hand that was stroking his head.
This girl actually touched his head like how other people would tease their pets.
"Uh …"
Louise blushed and took a few steps back. When she heard the students not far away chuckling, she was so embarrassed that she wanted to crawl into a hole and hide her face.
"So, so long-winded! Isn't that what everyone does?! "
In the end, even though she also felt that her behavior was embarrassing, the stubborn Louise still chuckled and returned to her chair.
"Can I understand that you're treating me like one of those idiots?"
Eight-cloud Ink snorted as she casually pointed at the silly blonde boy, Bashew, who was staring at the Demonic Mole, whose eyes were also watery.
Louise glanced at Bashir, who had completely fallen into a world of two people with his mole. She shivered and shook her head fiercely.
[Are you kidding me? I don't want to have such strange teeth.
A mole … Bashew has such good taste.]
"If you feel awkward and bored, why don't we play this."
Eight-cloud Ink opened a gap and took out a set of Go.
After thinking about it, he felt that Go was too difficult, so he put it back and took out a Medieval Warhammer.
This game had now become Yui and the others' favorite. Even Mercury Lamp would occasionally participate and lose all of his yogurt for the day.
"What is this?"
Louise curiously looked at Eight-cloud Ink, who was playing with anticipation.
"This game is called Medieval Warhammer. The rules are not difficult …"
After Eight-cloud Ink explained the rules, Louise immediately expressed great interest.
"What an interesting game!"
Louise immediately began to play with Eight-cloud Ink in high spirits.
The two's actions also successfully attracted the attention of the surrounding students.
The red-haired Qiuluk walked behind Eight-cloud Ink with her flame lizard. She leaned against the backrest, her face almost touching Eight-cloud Ink's ear as she said, "It's quite interesting. Mr. Yakumo, don't play with this little thing anymore. How about you play with me?"
"Qiuluk!! What are you going to do to my familiar? "
Louise immediately slammed the table and stood up, gritting her teeth as she looked at Qiuluk.
"Louise, I think compared to you, I'm more suitable to be this familiar's master."
"Get out-!"
Qiuluk was about to tease Louise further, but Eight-cloud Ink suddenly snorted coldly.
"Ah?"
For a moment, everyone, including Louise, didn't react.
"I don't like irrelevant women getting too close."
Eight-cloud Ink slightly released a trace of demon power, enveloping Qiuluk and pushing her away.
Qiuluk stomped her feet. Seeing that she had become the laughingstock of the people around her, she immediately left resentfully.
Before she left, she looked meaningfully at Eight-cloud Ink.
[Just wait and see. I, Qiuluk of Slight Heat, will definitely steal you from that little thing.]
"Hehe …"
Seeing her nemesis, Qiuluk of the Zerupster family, being rejected by Eight-cloud Ink, Louise couldn't help but laugh out loud in joy.
"Hey, Yakumo, you did great! Tell me, what do you want as a reward? "
"I'm not doing this for a reward."
Eight-cloud Ink rolled her eyes.
"Or, little girl, are you going to do something to me in the name of a reward?"
"Who, who would do that!"
Louise was immediately embarrassed. She helplessly gestured with her hands, then finally turned her head away and snorted.
"It's just that, if, if you really want it, as the master, it's not impossible …"
Eight-cloud Ink looked at Louise and couldn't help but laugh.
The crowd gradually dispersed. Eight-cloud Ink suddenly noticed a girl with short blue hair wearing pink thick-rimmed glasses. She had an open book in her left hand and a cane that was taller than her in her right hand.
Rinbo Rei?
The moment she saw the girl, this name appeared in Eight-cloud Ink's mind.
Of course, the girl was not Rinbo Rei. However, her expressionless face and short blue hair were too similar to the ancestor of the Three Nobles, Rinbo Rei.
After the girl who looked like Rinbo Rei saw Qiuluk leave, she seemed to want to follow him.
"Louise, who is that?"
Eight-cloud Ink looked at the blue-haired girl and asked.
"Eh? Yakumo, do you like Tabatha? "
Louise suddenly puffed up her cheeks and looked at Eight-cloud Ink angrily.
"Yakumo, do you like that type?"
"You think too much …"
Shaking her head, Eight-cloud Ink looked amusedly at Louise who seemed to be in a difficult situation.
Tabatha?
At this time, a maid walked to the two of them with a tray and bent down to put down the desserts on the tray.
"Sorry for the wait."
Looking at the maid in front of her, Eight-cloud Ink was surprised.
Black hair and pupils, yellow skin.
She was Asian.
If Eight-cloud Ink remembered correctly, there were records of all the races in this world in the library of the academy.
There were no Asians in it.
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