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After the Headmaster leaves, you pull your pants back up and attempt to address the class, infusing your words with brainwashing energy to make them forget the incident. However, as you begin to speak, a sharp headache overwhelms you, forcing you to stop. You realize that mass brainwashing consumes too much mana and is beyond your capabilities. Rubbing your sore ass, you sit back down.
"That was an entertaining performance," Nemoryss comments with a smirk.
As you chat with her, she explains the extent of her power. When she has sexual intercourse with a mana user, she absorbs a portion of their mana. You, as a sorcerer, won't be harmed by her, unless your mana reserves are depleted. However, for regular humans, she drains their lifespan, about a month each time. For someone like Winston, with high vitality, the effect is minimal. But for a frail, old man, that could be lethal in just one encounter. This process replenishes her own mana reserve, though on the earthly plane, her magic is sealed and limited to a few tricks, such as detecting people's levels of perversion and deviance. You immediately think of the monolith. Since it activated your power, it might activate hers as well.
You notice Nikki glancing at you. At the end of the math class, of which you understood nothing, you gather your courage and approach her.
"You know, I got caned for you. I told the Headmaster I stole from the bag so the others can’t blackmail you."
"Yeah, not like it was a big deal for you, considering how fat you are," she scoffs. "If the Headmaster had caned me, I would have been in the hospital for two weeks."
"Anyway," you say, hesitating for a moment. "I think the least you could do is go on a date with me. You said you bought secret gifts for me, so you might as well show me what they are."
Immediately, you feel embarrassed by your request and add, "But you don’t have to. I mean, I was just joking."
"Let's do it," she answers. "But I doubt a loser like you can come up with a good date idea."
>"Let’s eat burgers and burritos at my mom’s café, the Grass Roots Kitchen."
>"Let’s have dinner at my manor and explore the underground haunted tunnels."
>"Let’s have a picnic and go on a helicopter ride over Hudson Valley." [requires financing: roll 1d100, DC 50]
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