Never in her life had Kanade thought about having a dragon as a maid, but here she was, riding Mizuki (in her dragon form) back home from work. The wind was strong, and her back hurt, but she couldn't complain when Mizuki was so happy to help her.

"I told you to stop waiting for me in that form," Kanade gently reminded her, "Even if you wait on the rooftop, it will attract attention."

"But it's nice and cute~" Mizuki sing-songed.

"...I guess it is," Kanade sighed, unable to reason with the dragon.

Now back home, Mizuki was back with her antics: trying to make Kanade eat her grilled tail (as a form of love) despite her bewilderment.

"You are being so picky, Kanade~" Mizuki shook her head, her tone pouty due to her failed plan.

"Hm, you must have something you hate as well, Mizuki?" Kanade looked away, a bit embarrassed to have her eating habits commented on.

"Well, I hate eggs with no yolk," Mizuki said, retelling the surreal story, "My friend (a dragon) was beaten to death by one."

"W-What about the things you like?"

"I can't tell anyone. Lots of my friends were killed because what they liked were used against them," Mizuki pouted, then she leaned in closer to Kanade, "But I will tell you because you're Kanade..."

"Mizuki, loves Kanade the most!"

Kanade stared at her, tilting her head in question.

"Are you going to eat me?"

"No, I just love you!"