My Demon Queen
"..." I saw Liliath staring at the table, her hands wobbling as she was gripping onto a pair of chopsticks. At the end of the chopstick was a sauce of sorts, and the thing she was staring at was the piece of meat she dropped.
"I think it's alright if you use the fork and spoons.." I glanced at the specially prepared plastic fork and spoon— the washable kind with cute emoji templates to the shaft.
In short, it was the kind meant for kids to use.
"I believe it isn't good to use the wrong etiquette to relish a meal," Liliath quivered as she spoke.
But I knew.. she was hesitant not because of etiquette.. no, no. It was because of the cutesy utensils.
Unfortunately, Prune's family restaurant did not have normal forks and spoons in store, they only prepared things like these for kids.
I'm sorry Liliath but at this rate you're going to mess up your whole table.. I can see almost a dozen pieces of wasted vegetables and meat scattered across the dead zone outside your safe zone that is your plate... talk about etiquette.
Prune's family restaurant served Chinese food, the kind where a family would share various dishes arranged in the centre.
The restaurant was packed full of people, waiters going around pulling carts and taking orders. Well... the restaurant itself isn't all that big but it was certainly popular amongst the locals.
Liliath grinded her teeth, staring at the meat that seemed to ascent to heaven— or fell to hell, never to be eaten again— whichever metaphorical fits.
"Big sister Liliath, just use the fork and spoon already, it's bad to waste food." Novelle spoke after chewing her food.
"One.. more attempt.. just one more attempt.."
I'm sorry this restaurant doesn't have proper utensils for a Princess.. but I think using kid utensils would only make the Princess look all the more cute.
"Big sister Liliath, let's make a bet, if you manage to get the next piece of food on your plate and not mess up the table I will show you the rest of 'that' book!" Then the little devil skillfully moved her chopsticks and chuck a ball of rice into her mouth.
Liliath shuddered, and contemplated.
Well... if anything I wonder if it's alright for mom to be allowing this... under normal circumstances, there would be no problems grabbing the dishes in the centre using our own personality chopsticks directly, but with Liliath around— who had no clue what in the hell is going on— it's like we're all indirectly kissing her or something..
Thinking that, I tried my best to avoid places where Liliath had touched her chopsticks with.
Liliath's expression brightened all of a sudden. As if she had found a solution, she reached over to the spinach with her chopsticks, amateurishly gripping the leaf, she lifted it up into the air.
Wobbling, she brought it closer to herself— I had no doubts it would drop...
And it did..
But it stopped mid-way, did a somersault in the air and flew right into her mouth.
My jaws fell open.
The little devil stared at her with hollow eyes, mouth agape.
Liliath showed a look of triumph.
"No playing around with food," my mom's voice brought us back to reality.
"My apologies," Liliath said after swallowing the spinach.
"You never stated the rules all that clearly Novelle," Liliath spoke in a reproachful tone.
Oh wow, since when did their relationship become shit? I mean shit in a good way since they've definitely become closer to each other now and— Liliath's true colours were showing.
Oh right... since Novelle plotted with my mom to take a bunch of photos of me together with Liliath. Welp, at least Liliath and I have common enemies..
In the end, Liliath managed to eat without the aid of the kid-friendly utensils. If I were to guess what was happening, it is that Liliath was skillful maneuvering the food on the top of her chopstick using magic to make it seem as if it was being properly held onto without dropping... nice trick there..
I wonder how proficient Liliath actually is in magic? What else can she do with magic I wonder? She talked about ice runes or something in the past.. I wonder if she's able to recreate that here in this world.
Placing the chopsticks down Liliath removed her outer coat. Sweat trickling down from her cheeks to her now exposed collarbone.
"Where should I put this?"
"It is quite warm here.. Hm, you can hang it on your chair," my mom replied.
"How should I hang it?"
"Let me do it, don't lean against the chair for a moment," I took the coat from Liliath and then spread it out on top of the splat.
"Wouldn't it dirty the clothing in this way?" Liliath asked, twisting her body to take a look— which was rather stimulating because of her cleavage at this angle...
"I don't think you're going to wear it anymore after this, besides, you'll have to put it to wash later."
"I suppose then," Liliath returned to cheat-eating with magic.
But there was a subtle difference— there were more stares.. I could feel it..
Again.. Liliath's velvet hair was garnering a lot of attention since she was the only velvet in the sea of black.. now with her coat off, she was exuding a bewitching allure that seemed to suck in the eyes of everyone in the restaurant..
It was.. I don't know how to put it.. I feel like I've gotten back to all those normies all these years..
And I'm surprised I'm even paying attention to this...
The more that I think about, the more convinced I am that Liliath is a succubus— but I didn't want to believe that.. she sensed my distrust last time— and I hurt her because of that..
Right.. I have yet to gain her trust.
Finishing the dishes, Liliath dabbed her mouth with a tissue that had been provided.
"She's here," she said.
Ah.. she meant Prune. Seriously though? Beastkin? I wasn't too sure if I should have Liliath correct that..
The restaurant's rush hour was over, but there were still a number of customers present. Taking this opportunity, Prune's father and mother came out to greet us... of course it was my mom who guided the flow of the conversation.
"Your son is going to transfer to that school too?"
Conversation in regards to.. blah, blah.. me transferring to the school meant for individuals with troublesome TALENTS... blah, blah.. about Liliath being my summon.. blah, blah.. about Prune also going to that same school..
Oh right. That makes sense. But why?
"Prune, did you hear that? Noel is going to transfer there too," Prune's mother called out, her voice directed to the kitchen— but it was met with silence. Not really silence since there was still the sound of clanking plates and food being tossed around in a wok.
"Did something happen to her?"my mom asked.
"I suppose it's part of why her TALENT is troublesome to begin with," Prune's mother showed a troubled smile.
Liliath sucked at iced tea she ordered— or more accurately, tea is the only beverage she knows. Every now and then she would poke the ice cube with the straw, seeing it bob up and down in the water, a gentle expression would spread across her face. Is this her form of ASMR or something? She looked like a kid who's never seen ice cubes before despite being able to create ice out of literally thin air..
"Liliath, have you not tried adding ice to your drinks in the past?"
"This is the first for me. Now that I think about it, there are many things we could have done with the resources we had where I came from but never thought of. Never would I have imagined ice would turn normal tea into an entirely different experience."
Ok.. that just sounds funky... she's definitely a tea connoisseur. Next time she should Roy tea with milk— do Princesses normally drink tea as is without additives? I thought they'd be like milk or sugar cubes and stuff they could add? I mean.. I've seen these sort of things in otome manga before.
"Big brother, so what happened in the afternoon at the summoners department?"the little devil asked.
"Alright. I'll verbally give you the questions Liliath was asked to answer. What do you call an airplane?"
"Huh? What do you mean? An airplane? I don't get it."
"What's an airplane?" Liliath's aloof expression is so cute..
"A divine mechanical dragon."
"That— I see," Liliath muttered as if understanding.
The little devil gave me a weird look.
"Here's another, what do you call a ghost. The female kind with long hair."
"Hm..." the devil thought long and hard, and finally an answer surfaced, "A wig?"
"What's a ghost?"
"A slave with long hair."
"That..Noel... could you be.."
"Big sister Liliath answered that?" Novelle giggled.
I nodded with a smug.
The little devil turned to face Liliath and with an astounded expression said one word—
"D-did I do something wrong? We're my answers incorrect? No wonder I felt something was off when I returned.. Noel.. what did I do?"
"Make every laugh. That's what you did." I smiled.
I mean like seriously though.. the Secretary lost her head because of Liliath's 'perfect' answers.
Liliath narrowed her round velvet eyes at me.
I sighed. "It's no big deal. If anything, that's a good thing. Your lack of common sense about our world is funny to look at. "
"How exactly is that good?" Liliath twitched at my words.
"You made people laugh,"
"Yeah, yeah. Big sister Liliath is funny— sometimes.." Novelle's line of sight directed at the kid's utensil.
Liliath pouted, then directed her gaze to the kitchen, "I wonder how long that woman is going to hide."