Returning to her morning routine wasn't hard as she had only been out of it for a week. She woke around 4 am and would ordinarily do a small workout before starting breakfast. However since she was no longer in charge of that particular task, she elected to do a longer workout. Sit ups, push ups and jumping jacks as a standard warm up before moving into by far her favorite part of her morning. Yoga.
It was her preferred method of waking up her mind and body for the day. She had gotten into it when her doctor as a teen recommended it to cope with 'stress and anger.'
However, she immensely enjoyed it over the last decade or so. Improving and moving into more complicated poses. Plus, in college the boys loved it.
Seh started off light and moved into more and more complicated poses as the morning drove on. Iruma had tried but found it wasn't something he was interested in. Which was fine. She intended on a quiet morning.
"Good morning, my lady." The voice rang out through the door. "I have fixed a bath for you and am ready to aid you in preparation for your first day of school."
"Come in." The woman said, her body twisted into a version of the super soldier pose. She wanted to hold the pose for a few more seconds.
"I hav- My lady!" The cat seemed startled to see their mistress's body twisted in a way that they were sure should not have been able to turn that way.
"Give me a second." She said slowly bringing her body back up to the right potion. The demon looked shocked at her. "Did it gross you out?"
"No, I didn't know humans could do this."
"It's yoga. It takes a while to get to that level, but it's food for the body and calming. I like it." she smiled happily, whipping her face on a towel she had found in her bathroom.
"Very well, then perhaps you would show me in the future? For now I shall help you get ready for the day. I have prepared a bath for you when you are ready." They nodded to the bathroom.
"Alright, thank you."
"You need not thank me." The cat chided.
"You better get used to it, Opera. I am not good at taking orders." She gave the cat a mirthful look. The demon had seemed to enjoy picking on others and of course she wasn't going to be able to leave that alone. What was that old saying 'give as good as you get.'
The cat did seem to be pleased that she was 'fighting back.' Regardless, she took her sweaty body to the bathroom, a pleasant ache to her movements.
"If you would please strip and relax in the bath, I shall return with the soaps." They said through the door.
"Hold on, You plan on bathing me?" the woman asked, shocked.
"Of course, I've not had a lady of the house to attend to before. It will be fun." The woman could almost see the tail that was twitching in excitement as her eyes looked around for anything to bath with before they came back. Alas, they had been one step ahead of her and removed anything that would clean her.
"Well played, Opera, well played indeed." The only option was to either rinse off or let the demon have their way. Blaze was worried about Sullivan treating her like a doll. What with the over the top cheery attitude and getting her so many clothes over the last few days? She had missed the real threat. Opera had given her just enough time to hide within the strangely white water before coming back in a caddy of bottles in one hand while a small stack of various sized rags and towels rested in the other.
To be fair, they were both fast and gentle. They scrubbed her skin to a softness that it hadn't been in years. The feeling was nice and the demon did not comment on either her scars on her back or her thighs. Not that she gave the demon unmitigated access to her body. However, despite the embarrassment, they were nothing but professional and that made her feel better about the whole encounter. sEh just wished that was the worst of it. Opera left her in the bathroom with only a towel and clean unmentionables. If you could call them that when they were little more than scraps of black lace.
"Opera, what is this?" She complained through the door.
"They are undergarments." The bland way the demon spoke made her want to throw her head into a wall.
"These are not appropriate." She grumbled. They weren't for working in. they were the uncomfortable kind you put on to fo on a first date if you expect to go home with them.
"They were a suggestion from the seduction teacher at the school." The cat told her. "If it makes it more convenient, they are the least revealing of all your sets."
Least revealing?! The woman cried in her mind not sure if she wanted to see the others if this was the least revealing out of all of them. "Just bring me my old bra." She held her hand out of the door for it.
"I cannot."
"Cannot?" The woman echoed. "Why the hell not?"
"It has been disposed of as if it was filthy and stained."
She could not believe her ears. She had had that bra for years because it was so comfy. It was her favorite in fact. Instead she stood in the bathroom staring down at the cloth in her hand. If they saw nothing wrong with this she feared what her clothes would look like. She should have asked to see them last night.
"Ma'am we are losing time. At this rate, we will be late for the first day." Opera's voice called from just outside the door. She groaned but relented as she had no other options. When she exited the room she had a towel wrapped tightly around her to ensure she hid her nakedness.
"Alright, Opera, do your worst."
Kalego knew his day had been turned on its head as he moved through the halls. Several of the teachers who had come here earlier were turning from him as they made eye contact. A few snickers caught his ears making the purple haired demon all the more enraged.
"Kalego." He turned to see that the demon who was calling to him was Professor Dali. "I hope you had a good night's rest."
The homeroom teacher narrowed his eyes. What was going on? The shiver up his spine told him to go home now, but alas he would not be able to.
"Lord Sullivan wants to see you in his office." The demon smiled as he delivered the news to Kalego, sending the man to his own personal tourtue with glee.
The ever present scowl on the guard dog's face etched itself deeper and it turned into a grimace of hatred. This was the last thing he wanted this morning and the other traitors knew and didn't not warn him. Still it was his job so to the cheerful demon's office he went. But upon arriving he was not greeted with the old man's cheers but a soft female voice. "Come in." Looking around he did not see the chair demon or even Opera. Just a lone woman.
The woman before him was wearing the Babyls teacher uniform though it was heavily altered. The robe was high necked covering the skin and hung close to her body going down. When the robe fabric came to her waist it broke into 4 long pieces that went to the floor. Underneath were black pants and flat boots that came up to just below her knees. The sleeves had been taken off but she had fingerless gloves that went up to the middle of her forearm. She had pink hair tied into a fishtail braid draped over her shoulder. He could see many piercings on the ear that was covered by her hair. Curiously it was docked short.
She was seated in front of the desk. A new teacher? But he had not heard of a position opening up. "Is there something you need from the principal? He should be back soon if you want to wait with me."
The only two chairs open were the one beside her and the principal's so he took the chair beside her fuming. That bastard called him here and wasn't even here to see him. Making him wait like he had nothing better to do.
The room fell into a quietness and Kalego looked over at the teacher to see she was reading a textbook. A first year textbook. Strange. "Is something bothering you?" The woman had yet to look up as she flipped the page, but it still made the demon recoil. He should just be glad she wasn't overly energetic like the newest teacher, Professor Robin. He much preferred teachers like her.
"Kalego, I am so glad you have come." The cry of the chair demon announced his arrival. "Have you met Blaze?" He gestured to the pick haired woman. "She's your new assistant teacher."
"What?!" The guard dog cried indignantly.
The book in the woman's hand was shut with a loud snap. "So you're Naberius Kalego." She looked up at him with blue piercing eyes. For some reason she seemed to have a problem with him. "I heard you kicked my son. Don't lay a claw on him again or we will have problems.."
Kicked her son? Who… the male's mind conjured an image of a blue haired boy being sent over the cliff. No, no, no. He chanted in his mind, eyes going between the two in front of him. Not just the grandfather and grandson but also the mother. I have to deal with them all?!
He was horrified as the chairdemon continued. "It has come to my attention that you are dissatisfied with having to deal with so many trouble makers. I am here to help so my Lovely daughter has offered to help you."
The demon gritted his teeth. Clearly this was a new form of torment that the chair demon had designed. It wasn't enough that his pay had been docked, he had to use teaching aides that were cringe worthy, or his grandson turning him into a familiar. Even with all that he was assigned the Misfit Class after being stranded and having to pay the student's accounts caused all by his grandson. Now he was being given an 'assistant' to 'help' him when she was clearly another insult that was thinly veiled.
However the Chair demon was two ranks higher than him and his daughter's rank was unknown to him. So he had to obey, but he didn't have to like either demon.
"Fine." Kalego said through his teeth. " I have a class to set up so may I go?"
"You may. Take Blaze with you. Have a good day sweetheart." The demon gushed. "Daddy will see you later."
A groan filled the air. "I have asked you while we are at school to knock the doting father off and call me Professor Blaze, Chairdemon."
"So mean." The Chair demon whined pitifully. Kalego would have to keep a close eye on her to see if she was worthy of a position at Babyls. If she wasn't he would find a way to get her thrown out, just like her son if he didn't keep up to snuff.