Louise stands on the green field in the spotlight as she prays even as her classmates snickers behind her.
Louise hopes that this would finally be her big break. After being criticized as a failure of a mage by everyone, she wishes so desperately to make everyone eat their words.
She has never been able to cast a spell without it exploding, it's frustrating, she hates it. And after bragging to Kirche and Montmorency yesterday in the spur of the moment, she has no choice but to pray that she doesn't fail here.
"What Louise? Getting cold feet already? Even after your claims of yesterday?"
She grits her teeth and grips her wand tighter hearing Kirche's voice.
She'll show her!
She lifts her wand and starts the chant:
"My servant, that exist somewhere in this universe, my divine, beautiful and powerful familiar, I wish and assert from the bottom of my heart. Answer my guidance!"
Please
And then she brings her wand down immediately causing an explosion which sweeps everyone off their feet.
Words such as "Just as expected" and "Not again" rings out around the yard but Louise does not care about that.
What has her attention is the boy lying on the ground before her looking at the sky and making no effort to stand up, shoulder length black hair and purple eyes that looks mesmerizing, a gentle face and a lean build, he is wearing what seems like expensive night clothes.
She stares at him dumbfounded.
"A human?"
That starts the murmurs and laughter from everyone.
She walks closer to him.
"H-hey, are you okay?"
He looks at her appraisingly and then with a sweet and casual voice, he sighs and says something she didn't expect.
"Flat chests are fine too, I guess."
That almost makes her trip. What is this rude fellow?
"Y-you!" She glares pointing her wand at him.
It's not her fault she has not hit her growth spurt!
Amidst the background laughter, she turns to her teacher questioning if she can try summoning again but he denies her, telling her to proceed with the ritual.
With embarrassment, she crouches before the boy who is content with lying on the ground still, looking at his environs with curiosity.
He is good looking at least.
"My name is Louise Françoise Le Blanc de La Vallière. Pentagon that rules the five powers, bless this individual and make him my familiar"
She leans in and kisses him, a deep blush on her face.
Why does he taste sweet?
The boy looks at her for a while then.
"Pervert."
She sputters.