Sadistdere

That morning Michael attempted to leave the apartment before anyone woke up, but found himself standing opposite Saeko who blocked the front door with the steel straight sword he'd gifted her in hand. "You can't leave like this... We still need you." she states.

"Is that 'We', or 'Me'? I've seen the way you've been looking at me. I told you before, I'm taken." he retorts, wondering if he should just leave via the balcony.

Saeko goes through a multitude of emotions as he says this, but still refuses to move, "Your woman, is she strong?"

"Very." he replies. Tiffania might not be the strongest, but she certainly had the potential to reach that level.

Saeko's expression doesn't change as she continues, "Are you strong? In your world?"

"I am." he replies, knowing that he could best most people...

"Fight me." she asks after another moment of contemplation, bringing her sword up into a defensive stance while spreading her feet.

Michael shakes his head and raises his hand, "Hex." he then steps past the chicken and exits the apartment. Not minding Saeko's reaction when she recovers from his spell.

*Puff!*

Saeko returns to normal and rests on a knee, her face flushed despite the humiliating way he'd just dealt with her, "I won't let it end like this." she mutters, headed to the balcony but finding that Michael had already disappeared.

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Michael quickly gets to work dealing with the undead, using the zombies to release his frustration. Not taking that girl there and then had been a drain, so he needed to focus his mind on his objective of coming here... The thought of getting back to Tamriel and finding out that Tiffania had been intimate with someone else would destroy him, so why should risk making her feel the same?

It was these reasons that kept him from going full-blown 'Harem-Emperor'... Even if his hormones were making keeping his decision difficult.

He lets out a sigh as he bisects two zombies in one go, "Whatever, let's just get this over with. Dragon Slave." he intones, blasting a dragon made of fire over a group of zombies, incinerating them.

With that, he uses Blink to head to the next group, his magic massively increasing the speed at which the zombies are eliminated.

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Back in Tamriel Tiffania was actually experiencing similar issues... Michael's absence had been quickly noticed, so there had been an influx of eager men wishing to court her. Most were civil about it, leaving once rejected, but a few couldn't quite take no for an answer.

Fortunately, her 'Erase' spell came in handy here. Erasing the men's memory of her bought her time to not be annoyed... Until they saw her and tried courting her again. Sadly, there were no rules in the College that prohibited such things, so she'd either have to deal with it, or duel them, something she wasn't keen on doing.

Megumin was actually the one who took advantage of all of this however. Using her Apprenticeship under Faralda to create a 'club' of sorts... In reality, it was just Megumin training people to stand, move, and talk like a chuunibyu, or a 'Crimson Demon' in this case.

Normally people would avoid this like the plague, but Megumin had somehow convinced Tiffania to get involved, saying things like "Masters and Familiars should be close and understand each other." and, "You wouldn't want us to end up like Michael and his Master, would you?"

Tiffania's inclusion had all of her suitors joining, even with the small entrance fee that Megumin requested of them. Not to mention, the men stuck around to watch Tiffania twist around, jump, and twirl the staff that she'd been provided... All of these movements make her breasts bounce, jiggle, and sway.

Yes, Megumin was making quite a lot of gold with this... Even if it was only causing more trouble to the oblivious Tiffania.

"Miss Tiffania." a familiar voice asks after Megumin's 'club' had ended, causing the Half-Elf to sigh and turn towards it. She was greeted by Yuseph someone she'd already Erased three times, but this time, he'd come with two of his friends.

"Yes?"

"I'd like a moment to ask for some of your time, perhaps a meal? Or perhaps you'd like to visit me in my family's estate?"

Letting out another sigh, she shakes her head, "I'm sorry, I'm in a relationship. I'd appreciate if you'd stop asking."

Yuseph shakes his head, "Milady, I assure you that your time would be well spent, far better than whatever you do with that brute Michael."

"Erase." she chants, causing the man's eyes to go glassy. She attempts to walk away but one of the man's friends slaps in the face and shows him a note, allowing him to regain his reason.

"Miss, I'll continue asking until you grant me this. You are a flower that I intend to pluck, your ears may turn some off, but I find them absolutely-"

"Will. You. Stop. Yuseph, if you ask me this one more time, I will not just erase myself from your mind, but everything you know. I will take from you even your most insignificant pleasure. I will make you unable to walk, breathe, or go to the bathroom without assistance." she slowly and deliberately explains, her usually calm and kind expression turning sharp as she glares at him, "I will make you wish a Daedra had pulled you into its realm, as even they would allow you to keep a sense of self. Continue, and I will do all of this and more... Do. Not. Test me."

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The trio were shocked, along with a few passive observers who'd never seen Tiffania act like this. It was a far cry from the usual, and they weren't even sure if she could follow through on that promise...

Yuseph and his friends decided that she was just posturing, they step forward, but their lives are saved as Maria swoops in and puts herself between them.

"I think you've gotten your point across. If she is willing she'll certainly tell you. If not, well, that's just unfortunate." she says, her posture and mannerisms making her seem like royalty... Well, she was technically royalty so, yeah. "Perhaps it would be good to remind you that Michael will not be gone long. I wonder how he'll feel when he hears of the harassment poor Tiffania has had to suffer?" she states, causing the man to pale.

Michael was considered one of the strongest magic users in the College. Not just because of his familiarity with the Arch-Mage, but because of the strange magic he was able to liberally use at will. Even his Conjuration, 'Darth Saber' would be able to eliminate most unprepared mages...

The men back peddle and leave, deciding that Tiffania wasn't worth the risk and effort that'd be involved with actually 'acquiring' her.

Tiffania sighs, "I wonder if Michael is having as many problems as I am?"