Noa sat lazily on the bed in Eugene's room. The man himself had stepped into the bath after complaining about the black water that spilled from the showers, leaving her and the fairy alone.
It was boring to just sit around, though, so she had him hand over the book before he left.
"Why do you keep reading this book always, girl?" The fairy, Titania, asked as she rolled over on the table.
"Hm? Like I said, I just find it fun."
"No, I mean. What is all this spice about? I am quite interested in your analogy, you see."
Noa raised her brow. She didn't like being called silly.
Titania flew over to Noa's shoulder and settled herself there.
"I want to read too. Flip the pages, girl."
"Heh,"
"What?"
"Nothing at all, miss fairy."
Noa started holding the book a little ways away so the fairy that was smaller than it could read well. She flipped the pages.
"Hah!" Titania would shout.
Flip again.
"EH!? Seriously! Oh my god."
And then again.
"Wawawawa, what is this!"
