Chapter 1.1 - Ruckus + Teacher

Ibuki can visualise no way in which this scenario ends well and it is triggering her fight or flight response and oni have no flight response, having only the ice cream and spoons in her vicinity she will in her panic state of wanting to subvert disaster will take two scoops of ice cream and put them into Ruby and Sumeryu's mouths.

"no no no no no no no"

"By all means, Hibana-chan. We have plenty of spice cream!" Hanami's glad at least a couple people find value in the ice cream still.

"You mean the Hippocratic Oath," She gently corrects Lin Jing. "I'm not a doctor yet. But even if I was, Rikishi would be the sole exception to that oath," Hanami says in a sweet voice that is at odds with the apathy she shows for Rikishi's misfortune. It seems even the waffles couldn't overcome her dislike for him.

She smiles at Mizore. "It wasn't for nothing. Even if we lost, we can learn from this and do even better next time. Look, Ibuki-chan is even enjoying the spice cream."

Hanami quickly puts herself between Sumeryu and Ruby. "Ah, that's okay, Sumeryu-chan. Tojo-sensei deserves kindness and understanding, not punishment." She flashes Ruby an unreadable smile. Was that genuine benevolence, or was she taking pleasure in torturing Ruby in a different way? Who knows.

Hibana is confused by the giant girls zapping and feeding each other. But Hanami’s invitation is very clearly one that must be accepted.

Spice cream sounds more suitable to me than ice cream, Hibana realizes.

She smiles at Hanami. "I will serve myself, Hanami-chan!" She takes a spoon that is longer than she is tall, plants it in the tub of ice cream, and shovels it into a bowl. The amount of ice cream is bigger than her head, but since nobody besides Sumeryu and herself can take the heat, she doesn’t worry about wasting some.

She flies into the bowl and uses a small piece of French toast crust as a spoon. "Delicious!" She rests against the dry side of the bowl, satisfied!

The remaining nine-tenths of a quarter-spoonful of spice cream is already half-melted from the fire-fairy’s body heat.

Having spice cream shoved in her mouth surprises the giant girl enough that she cuts off the flow of magic electricity and the lightning javelin disappears with a static pop. The taste is...not great. But she swallows the spice cream like a champ to avoid hurting anybody's feelings. At least it doesn't burn her like it does Ruby or Rikishi.

She turns to her left to look down at Kurumu and shrugs.

"Tojo-san can get what she wants and leave Dr. Matsuyama be."

Also, capturing a princess who can wear that many hats would definitely be a feather in Sumeryu's cap. Heh, metaphors.

Lín Jìng glances at Ruby's reaction to the spice cream, at Sumeryu's, then back at Ruby. "And here I thought you're into that kind of thing."

Hanami watches with great interest as Hibana enjoys the spice cream. "So cute! I wish you were my familiar, Hibana-chan."

She reaches out to gently pat Hibana's head, forgetting about the danger of doing so, only to recoil as her palm is singed. A brutal reminder. "Gyaaah! Damn it...!" She waves her hand around and blows on it furiously.

Oh, God... Tell me! Why would you create something that's so cute but so painful to the touch? Of course, He doesn't answer. Hanami's sure he's laughing up there.

Hanami seems to have snapped back to her usual self thanks to the pain.

Hibana holds her hands up to her cheeks. "Omigudniss! I’m so sorry that happened, Hanami-chan! I.. umm.. am dangerously… oh, did I forget to say that before?"

She flutters into the air, too flustered to relax now.

Noticing Hibana's distress, Hanami seeks to ensure her that it was fine. "No, it's okay. I forgot about your, er, hotness. Not sure what came over me..."

She pulls out her hand and casts a minor healing spell on her lightly burned hand. Within moments, the burn vanishes. "See? I'm all better now." She smiles. It's small, but genuine.

The dragon girl is caught between comforting Dr. Princess or Fire Princess. Being a creature of great size and appetites, she chooses both.

"Your magic is as impressive as always, Dr. Matsuyama," she says to Hanami, putting her left hand on the smaller girl's shoulder. "Perhaps, if you studied my physiology, you could come up with a spell to protect yourself from the heat so that you could touch Hibana?"

The gorgeous dragon completely misses her double entendre. She holds her right hand out towards Hibana, palm up, offering a seat there to the tiny fairy but far enough away to not be insistent or demanding.

"And in the meantime, I'm sure we can be friends and share time together."

Hibana feels it would be rude to refuse the offered hand.

She alights onto Sumeryu’s palm, already in a sitting position, one leg crossed over the other, before she lands. She looks into the giant’s eyes, and contemplates the word friend…

Did I have friends before I forgot everything and everyone? Is it strange, even treacherous, not to miss friends because I don’t remember them? And if I did have friends, what did we do together? Were any of them giants? Or boys?

Even with no memory of a social life, Hibana is certain she’d rather socialize with giant girls than boys of any size.

Her questioning lips melt to a small smile. She thinks of something witty to say like, Share time? I believe I can burn you into my schedule, the joke being that the lost fairy has no plans because her whole life has been erased from her mind. Or to suggest an activity, such as Shogi, and wouldn’t that be silly because she’s even forgotten the rules of Checkers, though she knows the words are names of games. So with humor and decisiveness ruled out, she chooses spontaneity by opening her mouth and letting the words on the tip of her tongue fall out.

"Sharing time is a fine idea."

Hanami blushes as her mind treads dirtier thoughts. Just having her shoulder touched is making her nervous. "T-That's certainly possible... I'll give you a thorough check-up sometime and record my findings. Then I should be able to weave together a Dragonskin spell. A true one. Multiple already exist, but I suspect the creators of those spells didn't have a real dragon to model them from. The best they can do is a pale imitation."