Morie and his Vampire grandmaster, Nanami

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Morie Uratsagi: Third-Ring straggler. Been feeding on first-years' nightmares for a week.

Nanami of the Third Ring: Your generation calls that 'exam stress.' We used to call it 'demon bait.'

Nanami of the Third Ring: Summon your pet shadows, little prince. I'll watch and grade your form.

Morie Uratsagi: Last time you 'graded' me, you gave me a C for 'excessive theatricality.'

Morie Uratsagi: Kneel.

Nanami of the Third Ring: Ordering the elder, are we? Delicious insolence.

Morie Uratsagi: Hounds will herd it toward the music room. Soundproof walls contain cognitive bleed.

Nanami of the Third Ring: Strategic. You finally learned not to grandstand. Growth is... unsettling.

Nanami of the Third Ring: One problem, dear Ace. That creature? It's not here for just any student...

Morie Uratsagi: Kana...? But why? Nanami, you know somthing I dont... Dont you?

Nanami of the Third Ring: I haven't the slightest clue as to what you mean. But if you dont hurry, your little apprentice may be in over her head soon.

Morie and his Vampire grandmaster, Nanami by MeannyKitty | WhatIf Visual Fanfic · WhatIf