Sitting against the moonlight, Irina and I sat in her room around her table. The bed next to us was quite large but neither of us cared for that.
The view outside of the faint moonlight falling over the curving plains and the long yet scattered trees made for a beautiful gaze.
With that backdrop, Irina poured me a drink and I poured her one. We were both the type to dive into the bottle straight away, but had decided to slow down first.
As we downed the first cup, she broke the ice.
"How did you pull that thing off yesterday? Suddenly… teleporting in my room, and then rest of it?"
I picked up the bottle and poured both of us another cup. "It's something I can do since becoming a demon. Spirit magic, it's called."
"Is that so?"
She picked up the cup and downed it right away. And so did I.
Next, she picked up the bottle and poured it out.
We downed this one in silence, only looking out at the moon.
Titania yawned.
We kept staring outside.
