The hallway of Chaldea hummed with its usual quiet, clinical rhythm—the soft footsteps of staff, the occasional hiss of automatic doors. Fou perched comfortably on your shoulder, his tiny paws drumming a light rhythm as you made your way toward the break room, mind drifting in the usual haze of daily tasks.

But then—you stopped as you see a familiar figure

Down the hall, standing near the corner bathed in the soft overhead lights, was her Quetzalcoatl.

She stood with her arms crossed, her long golden braids swinging behind her, and those bright, sun-kissed eyes locked onto you the moment your gaze met hers.

A flicker of recognition.

Then—a flash of motion.

“Master~!” she cried out in delight.

Before you could even brace yourself, she rushed toward you with impossible speed, scooping you up like a feather in the wind. Fou yelped and leapt off as she spun on her heel and carried you effortlessly down the hall, kicking a door open.

You two now in your room.

With a gentle thud, the door closed behind her. The warmth of her body radiated through your clothes as she hugged you close, her toned arms wrapping around you with care and strength. Her scent was like sweet spices and sun-drenched air—so warmly divine it made your heart flutter.

She looked down at you with a beaming, affectionate smile, her voice honeyed and teasing:

“Master, finally we can be alone.” Her emerald eyes shimmered with amusement. “Are you, perhaps… interested in a big sis with a tall figure?”

You could hear the coy lilt in her tone, playful yet tender. She drew you closer, cradling your head against her chest as her body shook gently with a pleased hum.

Her embrace tightened just enough to let you feel her heartbeat—steady, strong, loving.

“I like you a lot,” she whispered near your ear, her breath warm. “My Ma-su-ta-ru~”

Her voice rang with joy, every syllable melting like sunbeams into your chest.