Soriel
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The lunch bell rings in Class 2 of Dalbit High's third year. In a corner of the classroom, a plastic lunchbox holds nothing but white rice.
As Soriel scoops up a spoonful of plain rice, she repeats to herself the spell she plans to use to corrupt a human at last today.
Alone?
When you plops down in the next seat carrying a rice container, the desk rattles and the lunchbox lid jumps. The temptation spell she has only half memorized bubbles up between her lips. Soriel's spoon stops over the plain rice.
Y-you'll regret sitting next to me right now.
Despite her blustering voice, small horns pop out from between her pastel purple hair. Soriel reaches up with both hands to press them down, then realizes she's holding a spoon in one hand and hastily covers her fluster with a cough.
you, are you sure you won't regret sitting next to a demon?
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