Summer finally came to an end. One week has passed since the students has switched into their winter uniform. That day, as the dead leaves were falling and covering every area around the school, a certain blonde with long twin-tailed hair ran in direction of the Far Easter Magical Napping Society in Summer's clubroom.
She energetically slid the door open and greeted whoever agent of light was inside. Fortunately for her, the only person already present was no one else but her one and only master, the owner of the Wicked Eye, Rika.
"I've been waiting for you, Dekomori. Today, we shall prepare for the upcoming blue moon. According to the thunder ocean, it shall happen tonight. So, I will need your assistance to summon the Dark Chimera." The blue-haired girl whose left eye was hidden by a patch said, her voice being stoic and her arms folded.
"Roger that!" The twin tailed girl joined her feet together and saluted.
As these two did their preparation, the door was aggressively slid open. "Idiot first year! You messed again with the costumes." A certain brown-haired girl who was seemingly annoyed like death walked inside the room, wearing a maid uniform in which the word 'fake' was written on its back. She was no one else but Dekomori's deadly rival, Fake Mori Summer.
The blonde quickly stood up and took her twin tailed hair in which a pair of bag was attached at the edge of the tails. She then spun both of them in circle as if she was about to throw them. She chuckled. "As Dekomori can see, you are as fake as ever." Sanae said with a grin while the taller girl was glaring daggers at her. "Today is the day I, the great disciple of the owner of the wicked eye shall reveal the world how fake you are."
The brown-haired girl giggled, more annoyed than before as she just remained silent. She seemed to be holding something, it looked like a bottle.
As the twin tailed girl examined the bottle, her face started to turn pale. "T-that thing is… don't tell me…"
"That's right!" The taller girl held the bottle in her hand to show that it was indeed what the young owner of the Myolnir Hammer has feared the most. It was containing the most dangerous beverage ever found by mankind; milk. "Now, now... as you figured out I'm going to pour this down your throat until the last drop." She pressed the cover hard enough to break it.
The blonde girl quickly took a defensive battle pose. The brunette has decided then to take advantage of the situation and rushed into her direction. She first took the smaller girl's hand, then forcefully opened her mouth and grinned as she thought she has reached her goal.
Something unexpected has happened however as she felt a hand grabbing her ankle, forcing her to fall into the younger girl's direction. Both girl temporary felt like a flash and emptiness for a split second as their forehead collided.
"What are you two doing again?" A certain brown-haired guy who was no one else but the one and only Dark Flame Master massaged his temple as he sighed. He has just stepped into the room and first thing he saw was 'that'. "Today is not my lucky day at all…"
As the brown-haired girl opened her eyes, the only thing she saw were a pair of baby blue irises. She quickly realized whose eyes were the one in her field of vision and backed away while seeing that their lips were joined, just like back on that ferry. "Damn! My second kiss…"