"And you'll have your own room with a dresser to put all of the clothes you'll wear." Max was gesturing excitedly as they walked, telling Tilith everything she would have once they got to Mimosa's house. The other two girls walked behind, saying nothing as they made their way back to fetch their brooms. To tell the truth, he didnt have to put on this act since Mimosa and Noelle had already agreed to it, but he felt that it was better to keep the ball rolling in case one of them changed their minds. He felt that the minds of women were a bit fickle and could change at any time.
"Or if you dont like having a separate room you can always sleep in my room." Max said, half joking. However he knew he had gone too far when Mimosa sped up her pace and slugged him in his back. Though it wasnt the gut like it usually was, it still hurt pretty badly and made Max want to complain.
"Mimosa, don't worry, you can join us too," Max said, not learning his lesson. "Theres more then enough room in that King sized bed." He had turned around to say this and the only reward he recieved was a shot to his stomach, the place where it usually landed. "Okay, no sleeping together....got it." He managed to croak out those words before falling onto the concrete floor.
"Keep your perverted thoughts to yourself creep," Mimosa muttered as she walked on ahead, taking Tilith by the hand and leading her away. Unlike earlier, it seemed that Tilith had stopped acting like a shy little girl and had decided to just act naturally, letting Mimosa take the lead and guide her wherever they were going.
The only one who stayed with Max was Noelle who, though she kept looking away like he was beneath him, helped him up from the floor. "You should really watch what you say around my cousin, when she gets a temper she can really hurt you." She started to walk ahead of him as well as he dusted himself off.
"That wasnt her being mad, just being annoyed at me for the first part of the sentence," Max laughed as he rubbed his gut, speeding to stand next to Noelle. "The second punch was just her being embarassed about me suggesting that she sleep with me, or because I kept going with the joke, one of those two things anyways." He playfully pushed Noelle as he walked faster in order to catch up with Mimosa and Tilith who were already a good distance ahead of them.
Max eventually caught up with them, Noelle surprisingly keeping pace right behind him. "Hey Tilith, come here, I'll give you a piggyback." This drew the attention of the young girl as she turned around and tried to walk towards him but Mimosa pulled her back without even sparing him a single glance. "Dont bother with that little trick Max, you just focus on carrying those bags of clothes we bought. I swear if even one shred of clothing gets dirty or goes missing I will punch you again."
Max had to admit that Mimosa was pretty scary whenever she got mad as he tightened his grip on the ten bags of clothes he held in his hands. Max and the others arrived back at the place where they stored their brooms after a quick bathroom break. He was anxious to leave so he could prepare for his date that would be happening later on that evening, but he couldn't just tell that to the girls or, apart from Tilith, they would instantly start treating him poorly. He was in a rush, but had to act like he wasn't, it was a pretty interesting situation.
After they grabbed their brooms, the four of them split up into two and, though Max had no idea when it happened, it seemed that the other girls had already decided who would ride with Max. It seemed that Noelle was the one riding with him as she stepped up beside him waiting for him to climb onto the broom.
The ride back was pure priceless gold, and Max wished he couldve filmed it so he could watch it over and over again. Noelle was holding onto him, her arms wrapped around his waist and her face blushing a deep rosy red color. Deciding to take advantage of this uniques situation, Max decided to have some fun. He flew the broom along next to Mimosa's, at first doing nothing but gliding through the air. Then, when no one expected it, he did a full barrel roll more then three times before flying normally again. Noelle gripped his waist tighter and when Max laughed at how she was reacting to it, she bit down hard on his neck out of revenge. Overall, the ride back to the training field was hilarious, even when they finally touched down it was simply too funny for Max not to laugh. He was laugjing for a full five seconds before not one, but two fists connected to his gut, causing him to kneel over from the pain as the wind was literally knocked out of him.
"Why exactly did you hit me Mimosa?" Max asked as he struggled to regain his ability to breath. "I didn't even say anything about you this time, hitting without provocation is against the rules, for shame." Max was eventually able to breathe again and he stood up straight, his hand still clutching his ribcage.
"Well pulling a stunt like that while Noelle's on the broom was also against the rules so we're even if you ask me." Mimosa turned away and walked towards the door that lead inside, Noelle following close behind her. "Besides, your laughing was beginning to annoy me." They exited the training area with a slam of the door, leaving only hinself and Tilith behind.
"You really ought to watch out for there tempers," Tilith lectured him as he walked over to the door. "If your not careful they could seriously hurt you one of these days." She walked alongside him as they arrived at the door leading inside.
Max pulled open the door, nodding his head as he walked through, no longer concerned about the punch to his gut, instead focused on how Mereleona would react when they brought home a ten year old girl. He didn't think she would try and hit him like the other two girls had, but he also didnt think she would be very happy when he brought it up to her.
He walked up to the door that lead to the dining room, taking a deep breath to prepare himself before opening the door. The first thing that hit him was the delicious smell of chicken mixed in with the smell of mashed potatoes, a scent he didnt think he'd ever breathe in while in this world. The second thing that hit him was a warm body, crashing into him and bringing them both to the floor, the smell of strawberries and blueberries wafting into his nose.
"Max," Mereleona said as she buried her face in his neck, her vermilion hair tickling his chin. "I'm glad your back, I made some delicious food for you while you were gone." She pushed herself up and gazed down at him, her eyes clouded with two very clear emotions, happiness and love. He had never actually seen her this way in the manga so he was actually a bit unsure of how to handle the current her.
However, he was saved from having to actually do anything as Mimosa and Noelle both grabbed her by the waist and pulled her off of him. "Mereleona," Mimosa said in a rather firm tone of voice. "You need to act your own age. The only ones who can be excused for that behavior are us and Tilith."
"Tilith?" Mereleona asked as she was being dragged away. She was about to ask who Tilith was until she layed her eyes on the little ten year old girl with waist length blonde hair. Her eyes began to sparkle as she burst out of the two girls grip and rushing over to pull Tilith into a hug between her ample breasts. "Oh my gosh, she's just adorable!!!!"
Max decided to ignore the lot of them as Mimosa and Noelle began attempting to extricate Tilith from Mereleona's two large breasts. He was much more interested in the food then he was about what they would do next. The smell of fried chicken and mashed potatoes once again filled his nostrils as he took a seat in front of a rather large plate of what he was assuming was his own plate of food. Rubbing his hands together, he was just about to eat when a rather large book crashed into the side of his head, causing him to not only fall out of his chair, but also bite his tongue.
Jumping up from the ground, blood pouring from a wound on his temple, Max was in pain and more then a little pissed. His grimoire activated of its own accord and flipped to a new page, black words beginning to fill in the white page all by itself, a totally new spell. "Sound magic- Voice Modification" Max could feel mana travelling to his throat after activating the spell. He tried pourong more magic into it and then smiled.
"Can all of you please stop fighting?" Max's voice was now as loud as a bomb blast and everyone in front of him had to cover their ears or risk going deaf. "All of you get over here and eat your god damn food or I will make you do it."
After cutting off the magic, Max sat down and began to eat his meal, not bothering to look and see if they would follow his instructions. He was instead focused on one of two things. The first thing was how delicious the food was, amazed at how great of a cook Mereleona was. The second was the way he had unlocked his new spell, over somethong so stupid as a mere book flying at him.