Two weeks have passed since Monica and I started dating.

It was a common monday when I woke up lacking some strange stimulus or scene taken from a movie just when being received by the world, I was quite glad that Monica has apparently been lowering the sick dose of her games the last week, perhaps due to the conversation that we had a few days ago.

***

—Can we speak about something?

Sitting in the chair that corresponds to me whenever I end in her room, I took the girl out of the trance from her cellphone with those words with a slightly serious tone but without being something excessive.

—Is something wrong darling? —She said lying down without taking her eyes off whatever she was seeing as she slid her finger across the touch screen.

—Keep in mind that if you want you can ignore what I will tell you but it is more a request than nothing, sure?

—Mmm... —Putting her cellphone aside, she took a seat on the pink colored bed—. You don't have to talk to me like I'm a queen or something... although I'm technically your queen but that's figuratively fufufu~

—Oh sorry, I got carried away —scratching the back of my neck for a moment, I resumed the subject—. It's about your constant games with me.

 —Huh? Did I do something you disliked?

—Isn’t something like that —I shook my head—. Your games have remained as entertaining as ever, in fact I have been able to enjoy them more and in a way you have become more experienced!

—Do you think? —She put on a slightly surprised expression.

—Yeah, definitely.

—Aahh... I'm glad to hear it —sighing with one hand on her chest, she smiled—. So what is the problem?

—It's more about the constancy of them.

The spring wind brought with it some cherry blossom petals that freely entered through the open window of the room, falling close to the pretty bare feet of the girl swinging her legs back and forth.

—Have I been being very insistent?

—It's nothing serious... really, it's just a suggestion for you to reduce a little bit —I raised my right hand, leaving a space of just over half a centimeter between my index and middle fingers—. The dose of them, they don't bother me but sometimes I feel a little tired...

The trust between Monica and I has grown enormously since we started dating, however I still can't help but to grow a bit anxious when I contradict or oppose her, I don't do it with bad intentions or believing that she will respond hurting me... it’s more like a natural response from my brain. Luckily in several occasions we talked about it together and she understood and promised that she wouldn’t get offended or depressed.

—Sorry about that! —The sound of her palms clapping one single time echoed in the room—. I sometimes got very excited and well... I lose control of my actions but thanks for letting me know; from now on I will hold back a little more so as not to overwhelm you.

—Seriously, it’s nothing that you should worry greatly but thank you for being understanding.

—You're welcome! The last thing I want is to have a little boyfriend who no longer shows fear or playfulness in his eyes when I mess with him!

—You...

***

The rest of that afternoon was quite normal and pleasant, doing couple activities (healthy and not lewd at all) we found a large number of things to do to kill time that didn’t include her powers, I even forgot that my girlfriend had semi-omnipotence. During one afternoon she seemed like a totally and completely normal girl.

The procedure after waking up was practically the same as always, I went to the bathroom to brush my teeth, took a bath and quickly prepared something for breakfast and a bento for school, everything would be ready when I got dressed with my uniform to go.

—I'm leaving!

Although there was no one to answer me, it was natural for me to say goodbye when I left home, without a particular objective my goodbye was not answered by ghosts or furniture, much less by the walls; opening the door, I left the house and locked the door.

I walked with my head raised different from the “a few years ago me”, just in front of the entrance of my house I saw a girl standing, taking her bag behind her back at the level of the skirt with her two hands, she apparently was seeing the clouds. I approached her and stopping close, I greeted naturally

—Good morning Monica.

—Good morning, Danny.

Together we started walking with our destiny being marked by other students wearing the same uniform as us wandering around in small groups around.

—Seriously, to make a girl wait in front of your house... you're the worst scum~

—Hey, last friday I was the one who waited for you, don't be so cruel.

—Ugh... that was because I slept until late in the morning, whose fault was it? You kept me up until three in the morning making me say lewd things to you on the phon-

Covering her mouth quickly, I looked in all directions making sure no one heard that bomb of mass destruction of reputation.

—It's too early to be talking about such dirty things... my lov...e?

Something wet and soft began to caress the palm of the hand with which I covered her mouth, honestly… so early and she's already doing this kind of things in our way to school without a bit of embarrassment…

I rushed to remove my hand from her mouth and shook it to remove the excess of saliva, inevitably something would remain so I had to resign myself to wait for it to dry with the wind.

—You never hold back, don’t you?

—The word “hold back” is not in my dictionary fufufu~ —closing her eyes, she puffed out her chest with pride.

—Don't go around using phrases you hear in TV…

—What's wrong with that, Rac?

—Tsch…

She has a point in her favor there.

When the moment comes for us to start spitting poison at each other, things related to immaturity almost always come to light sooner or later and it goes without saying who would lose in these crusades considering that I’m the only one here with a latent case of chūnibyō.

—Anyway —changing the subject as quickly as possible to take care of my disadvantage, I tried to ignore what happened a moment ago—. You've been controlling yourself pretty well regarding your powers… yesterday you didn't even use them once, at least not with me.

—That's the power of maturity... —Trying to smile, her facade fell off after a few seconds—. The truth is that you make it difficult for me, I will not say that I don’t enjoy the quality time we spend together doing anything else that is not related to size difference but it’s something that sometimes I feel that I absolutely need...!

—Do you remember what I told you? I only asked you to lower the dose a little from several times a day to a few times a day, you don’t have to hold back so excessively —I let out a short giggle.

—Really?! Well… to tell you the truth I wanted to surprise you with my self-control abilities but if that's the way things are, I think I could please you more often!

—Sure, but not now... let's get to school first at least, ok?

She who already had her fingers about to make a snap, stopped looking at me with a slightly disappointed face.

—Eehhh... sure... haha...

...

Silence reigned between the two of us as we walked, about two minutes after being disappointed, the girl spoke as if she had come out of a trance.

—Wait! Why do I have to wait for school!?

—Do you have lag? Well, there is no specific reason for it, is just that... maybe I just feel a bit indisposed right now because it’s so early in the morning, when I get to school maybe I’ll be completely woken up.

—No no no no no no and no! —Making a X with her arms, she protested notoriously—. I can transcend the meaning of our games! I can wake you up myself! I can even make a game run in a millionth of a second! —Snapping her fingers, I didn’t feel that nothing has changed in me or around me—. See? We just had a fun summer, we met a lot of people, we saw a lot of different dimensions and I even feel the necklace 0,0001 yoctograms heavier!

—Y-yoctograms!? How do you perceive an atomic weight difference!?

I'm glad to see her so lively even though I don’t understand what the hell she's talking about right now. Ignoring her chatter with no apparent meaning I saw for a moment the beautiful sphere of brilliance without equal resting on her bust covered by the uniform.

An unprecedented pendant with an absurd origin, a replica of existence itself is constantly hanging from Monica's neck, reeling and jumping on her chest with every step she takes and even being compressed by those two fleshy orbs when she wears certain clothes or if she’s naked. If there were actually people in that universe... how would they feel? Anyway I don't think it makes much sense to think about it; if that were the case, the scale of these people would be so, so insignificant that they wouldn’t even perceive the external movement since for them that would be the same movement of the universe.

... Suddenly I feel ashamed to be “watched” by that pendant... probably I’ll ask her to remove it when we have our intimate moments from now on.

In our way, the girl next to me continued to spit out nonsense words while I listened her with a pleased smile on my face until we arrived at our destination.

***

—Good morning Kahiko~

—Good morning Monica!

They greeted each other almost identically as they met in the classroom while Shirogane and I shot each other a glance.

—How is the pair of lovebirds doing?

Approaching my seat next to Shirogane's, I hung my bag from the small protruding metal piece in the table.

—Nothing of your business really —I said that with a confident smile on my face.

—Thaaat had to huuuurt!

Shimada approached us upon seeing me arrive.

—Wow... —Pressing one hand against his chest, Shirogane accused pain—. This boy has grown too strong for my teasing Shimada… help me…

—Nah, I don't think I want to be beaten by Wakkun's impenetrable self steem so maybe I'll wait for a moment of weakness or something like that, I recommend you do the same, Ozuma... obviously, in case you’re not a masochist.

Almost like a spear, the joke Shirogane tried to play on me was doubled back from two different flanks, piercing through his chest.

—I have been defeated!

—Hahahahaha.

—Puahahahaha.

Shimada and I laughed at the misfortune of a prankster king who had been ruthlessly overthrown.

—Mocking Ozuma? Now that is kind of a refreshing atmosphere around here.

Tomoe sat close to us joining the conversation fluently, her shy nature had really improved a lot since she met Monica, much like as mine. It’s something that makes me very happy to see how we have both grown.

—Better go back to your place Shimada, the teacher must be coming.

—You're right, then we'll talk later —getting away from us, he approached his seat before sighting Hanazawa arriving to the classroom, he then got to the entrance to receive her.

—And there they go as always —I said when I saw them meet.

—You don't have the right to say that now Danny, Riedel and you are always together now.

—That’s true Wakkun, you are always with Monica so it shouldn't be part of your life anymore to get envious when other couples get lovey-dovey.

—Come ooon~ Danny and I are not that caramelized all the time, right sweetie? —Approaching from behind, she hugged me joining her hands at the level of my chest and resting her own breasts on my head.

—Hey hey, there you skipped the “caramelized” thing and went directly to public indecency —Tomoe protested.

—Mmph Kahikoo~ you're supposed to support me at times like these! —Monica let out a cute sound while pouting.

—I will not motivate such lewd acts at school and in broad daylight.

—Does that mean that if we do it at night there’s no problem?

Tomoe's face turned red realizing what Monica meant, she shook her head a couple of times to deny that indecency-filled psychological attack.

—I-I don't want to know if you are going to do something or not! Just unstick or our professor will scold you if he see you two, remember that this one is quite strict with couples.

—Poor history teacher... he lived a lonely life and now strives to separate all happy couples —looking to the window, Shirogane said those cruel words without leaving anything inside of himself.

Certain doubt began to eat me up from the inside; on the way to school Monica was quite impatient to get here and start her games, why she don’t started making a mess as soon as she crossed the school entrance?

She’s clearly planning something, should I ask her directly or wait for her to act?

The teacher arrived at the classroom before I could continue thinking about the matter, luckily Monica had already gotten rid of her indecent position by then so there were no problems, at least not for now. Each one moved to their respective positions and the class began as usual.

...

I have to admit that the classes that bore me the most are the history ones, I’m pretty bad at memorizing dates so it had never been my strong point when it comes to exams so I opt for the memorization over reasoning method, a method that I hate with all my being by the way.

My attention was diverted from the bald, white-bearded professor as the light reflected off his head, legends tell that if the light reflecting off that incredibly smooth head hits your face, the guy will know exactly what you're doing even if he's not looking at you, I don't know who was rude enough to spread a rumor like that but I can't deny that I laughed about it a couple of times, I just hope karma doesn't make me bald later...

The body that averted my gaze walked gracefully between the desks calling my name.

—Danny~

I couldn't help but make strange expressions at her, judging by the fact that she just got up, started walking and called my name while we were in class, she must have denied the perception over her existence or something like that but I can’t guarantee that it will be the same way for me, she’s probably trying to get me to take the bait so that by calling her name everybody in the room will fix their attention on the stupid guy who’s making fun of the professor by speaking alone in the middle of class.

—If you think that I am trying to play a joke on you, you’re wrong, you can check that I’m not lying in a less lethal way~

A little lethal way huh.

Seeing Shirogane with his head on his hand in front of me, I brought my hand to the back of his head and hit him with my middle finger.

—Huh? —The boy who was half sleepy turned looking sideways, apparently he couldn't see me.

—Then you were telling the truth.

—When I lied to you, Danny?

—The question is when do you NOT do it?

—That's cruel... you know?

—I suppose you come to claim your game or something like that, that's why you denied the perception over us, am I wrong?

—What an acute brain yours my love~

No, I don't think I have to be acute at all when she approaches me with an ear-to-ear grin at… giant steps?

Before I knew it, I had started to progressively lose size which caused my feet to hang over the floor as I remained seated on the chair, it is true that I expected her to start playing but I did not think she would be so fast. Losing altitude at a quick rate my reduction stopped the moment my height should equate roughly to that of a doll.

Monica stopped in front of me and turning her back to me I could see her butt leaning over to fall on me.

—I'll take this seat~

—Hey!

As I approached the opposite edge of the chair I was able to avoid being sat on, it was also influential that she did not occupy the entire chair and sat down leaving a good part of her butt out.

—Let's see... —Lifting one of her legs, Monica turned her head in my direction and saw me with a smile—. Come closer, down here.

Without thinking too much I obeyed what she said, passing under her leg, she lowered it again and positioned herself properly on the seat, leaving me between her legs, if I were a little smaller like in other occasions I would have no problem to see her panties but now it’s not the case.

—So this is what we'll do, voodoo Danny.

Voodoo Danny? Certainly because of my size, I resembled the figure of a voodoo but it is somewhat strange to be called that way.

Pressing her legs against my body, two fleshy pillars imprisoned my body up to my torso between them, trying to exert force I was physically overcome by a pair of legs.

—You will be in charge of taking care of my legs, well... I think you will start with my feet, recently you have become affectionate to countless exotic parts of my body, right?

—W-What are you talki-

—Don't try to hide it, I've seen you giving discreet and cautious glances of my feet when we're at home and I'm not wearing stockings, you've done a great job but you can't outsmart me fufufu~

GODDAMN!

—I-I'll do what you want... just don't mention it out loud... please.

—But honestly... I never expected you to like that kind of thing.

—I didn't like them before! Okay!? All of this…! It came up with you...

—So you like my feet exclusively?

Embarrassed, I moved my head up and down a few times.

—Oh~ I’m honored fufufu~ —taking a moment to laugh haughtily, she went back to the main topic—. Either way... every time you make a mistake, no matter how small and in my own judgment; you'll lose a centimeter... I'm sure you'll end up like grime between my toes or in the gap of my toenail after a while, oh, and don’t try to commit mistakes on purpose! I will be demanding enough that you’ll end up like dirt even if you try your best.

—Like dirt huh... do you just want a massage then?

—Of course, you can also offer it as your heart dictates, you can use your hands, the little “Danny” or even your tongue, I have no problem although filling yourself with joy would certainly be sacrilege when massaging the feet of your goddess then be sure that doing that will subtract more than a couple of centimeters if you do it for too long~

I cannot deny it, as much as my thoughts are upset... I’m unable to deny that seeing Monica's feet so closely makes them look attractive. Some days ago this feeling began to appear in me curiously and although I tried to avoid it, deep down I was aware of what was happening since many times I got to hear of that fetish, even so I never believed that I could develop it... how good it makes me feel to be dominated by her?

I think that after some time I'll end up developing weirder fetishes than Monica's… uh.

—Oh and don't worry if you want to lick them, they are very clean and they only sweated a bit on our way here… but I guess that sour taste is part of your menu, what do you say?

—You don't have to mention it… I trust your hygiene a lot, I know that you are an extremely clean girl… at least physically, mentally it’s something totally different.

—Hey! That’s mean! —Monica puffed out both cheeks looking like a squirrel with its mouth filled with nuts, which was pretty cute.

—Hahaha, don't worry; after all I’m paying you a compliment when I acknowledge your outstanding personal hygiene.

Suddenly my environment changed, I was no longer pressed between two soft legs covered by long black stockings, now I was under a high ceiling that must be the bottom of my table, next to me there are two bare feet a little smaller than me.

—Get to work… lazy slave! —With little force she pushed her foot and hit her big toe on my stomach without hurting me.

The toe against my stomach seemed to enlarge a little… so she was serious about the punishments… it would be best to hurry up before this gets out of control.

Placing my hands gently on her nail, I hugged the toe delicately, pressing my face against it I could feel a slight smell and humidity on my cheek, the smell of sweat mixed with a sweet and pleasant essence became lovely for me, the sweat of Monica has gained a value for me that has made it impossible for me to see or feel unpleasant now. As I hugged her toe, my height gradually disappeared at a fairly rapid rate until I was only slightly taller than it. Hurrying up I pulled away and began massaging the growing toe with all of my might which made the reduction process stop, thankfully.

Monica's toes are so cute... her pink and feminine nails give it an allure added to its softness and fluffy shape... I feel like I just want to keep shrinking while I kiss them, she said it would be okay if I did that... but I'll end up shrinking to the level of dirt... although I don't think it would be bad to end up as a bit of dirt between her toes... sure, I think it would be the only dirt on her foot, after all she is a very neat girl and only grime able to think like me, could make its way to stay there.

Moving from one toe, I began to massage the others as my size no longer allowed me to deal with several at the same time, I had to treat each one individually, reducing myself a little each time I stopped massaging one to move on to the next.

—I see you’re doing your best... but even if your massage feels weak, it’s very comforting —she giggled.

...

About ten minutes later I was already being the same size as her second toe, despite having done my best I couldn't prevent this demanding girl from taking my size away every time I went from one of those enormous and thick rods of meat to another.

My will began to cloud over a little, I noticed that a tent formed in my pants... ah... I’m getting excited after all huh... I think that... it would be the best to end this act and start with what I really want to do, this was just the introduction to all of that after all.

Releasing the toe I was massaging, I hurried up to the space between her big and second toe spreading my arms and hugging that space… sweaty, smelly and warm.

—So you accept your destiny? Anyway... give your best while I can still consider you a human at my feet... Danny~

Suddenly my height began to disappear second by second… she was really waiting for this moment to show off; however that no longer matters because I’m exactly where I want to be… and it will be like that for a while longer.

Starting to lose myself, I stuck my tongue out and pressed my face against the damp space between her toes, letting my tongue rise and fall against the wall of sweaty flesh, a bitter taste entered my mouth, turning sweet and warm as it went down my stomach. Is this okay? I hope I don't get sick later...

Repeating the motion I licked it again, some time later the sour taste had disappeared and only the sweet sensation remained, accompanied by an energy running through my body and going down directly into my crotch.

—This girl broke me... —I muttered to myself.

At my current level about thirty seconds later I could already see the drops of sweat individually with a quite remarkable size, the smell of Monica's feet became more intense and a thick mist was taking over the environment, the simple smell increasingly powerful took over my conscience and progressively made me go into a lost state. The wall of flesh in front of me with tiny beads of sweat rose higher and higher, intensifying in my senses.

Determined, I lowered my pants and my underwear letting my member stick out energetically, licking again the sweet wall in front of me, I pressed it against the smooth surface that felt magnificent to the contact.

This is fine, isn't it?

“Of course it is, darling.”

I can hear that sweet voice ringing in my head telling me that what I'm doing is right, making me to sink into my fantasies and lose my mind.

Getting smaller and smaller, I think I've already reached the point where I can't consider myself at the feet of my girlfriend… no, she is definitely my goddess.

Licking desperately the meat wall against my face, I wished something with all my strength in the depth of my thoughts.

“I wish I could be... a microbe living under the toenail of this... this goddess ...”

Fortunately, in this world that lost logic for me two weeks ago... wishes do not come by miracles, in fact, my wishes are fulfilled with a fairly high frequency; this case was no exception.

Suddenly my environment changed again, I couldn’t realize it at first but after my senses got used to the place around me, a much more intense smell than before flooded my nostrils, gloom washed over me from a distant ceiling. Glancing back I could see light in the distance and to the opposite side, the darkness... am I in the gap of her nail?

A voice echoed in my mind, clearing my doubts.

—Congratulations, your wish has been fulfilled, darling, now you are a microbe living under the nail of the big toe of your goddess. Fufufu~ my first assignment for you is... lick it, give yourself to me and lick the floor you're standing on while you keep shrinking until you're just a little of grime that accompanies the smallest dirt of which neither even my thorough hygiene can take care of.

That order was not even necessary, when I realized where I was, I fell to the soft ground and started licking the floor below me.

Ah... an intense, sweaty taste... sweet, it’s still sweet despite being in this sinister place.

Shrinking and shrinking my reduction knew no limits, the place around me began to lose meaning after minutes, minutes that began to feel like hours, I could no longer recognize this place as “the gap of her toenail”, this place was more like an alternate world, a dimension with an intense smell that permeated me to the bone and made me lose consciousness. A drop of sweat must be multiple, thousands of times my size now. Even so I keep losing my size, shrinking and shrinking intensely with each passing second. Am I still on Monica's foot? A world with a wonderful smell and taste like this… of course it is, just her foot… the space under her toenail… it is something so divine that it is worth her, everything about her is so special… even something as mundane as this.

Nothing matters anymore, I am where I want to be, my wish was fulfilled; I could live my whole life shrinking non-stop and I would be happy while I lick this that makes my member unable to lose even a little of its size even though my entire body keeps reducing.

What level am I at? Am I still dirt, a microbe? I must be a microorganism, a germ in her foot... a germ living under... my girlfriend's big toenail...

Eating the grime that accumulates under her nail to feed me, drinking her sweat for my comfort and survival but that would be even too big for me... I should drink the moisture from her flesh and eat her dead skin... What is...?

Already... I must not even be a germ... I must be... a cell, an insignificant cell that became part of Monica's foot, so irrelevant that if I died I would only be detached and left to one side in her simple walk. So… that's how insignificant I am now; I don't need food to survive, I just… I just need to be a part of her, that's all I need in life.

Lick, lick, lick lick.

I can't take the stimulus anymore... I... I'm about to come...

Why am I so excited to be a cell…? No, an atom that is part of the existence of this girl's foot? I can’t take it anymore…

Moisture, a pool of semen so microscopic that it would be impossible for her to perceive it in any way, ah… I am possessed. The smell is no more, the sweat is no more, I'm just...

***

—Wakahisa.

—Huh?

—Is something wrong? —The bald history professor was watching me, as were some of my classmates.

—Mm… —Shaking my head a little, I came out of my previous trance—. No, sorry sensei... continue with the class, please.

—Very good.

The professor took up the matter he was dealing with previously and the others who saw me looked away as well.

—Hey Danny, are you okay? You look somewhat distracted —Shirogane on the seat in front of me silently turned and whispered to me while the professor turned his back on him.

—Don't worry, it was nothing... just a little day dream.

My answer was more than enough for him to answer with an “Oh, sure”. He turned his head and continued paying attention to the class.

A little sleepy still from my previous situation I looked towards Monica's position. She only supported her head on one arm while she looked at me with a smile that was the result of a mixture of malice and desire.

I remember everything that happened perfectly... but I don't know when exactly my sexual desires became so twisted. Obviously my pants were back, I appreciate that she didn't go so far as to leave me without pants or underwear in the middle of class.

***

When classes ended, Shirogane and I said goodbye while everyone started getting on their ways thinking about their own matters, Tomoe also gave me a brief goodbye by waving her hand while speaking to another girl who she became friends with recently.

—Ready to go? —Monica spoke to me from behind while I was putting everything in my bag.

—Mmhmm —making a sound with my throat I replied, after taking everything, I took the bag and got up—. Let's go.

Monica and I left the classroom together and started walking through the halls, she was lovey-dovey enough to hold my hand inside the school, causing murderous sights to fall on me from all her devoted followers... or rather, the members of the cult that venerates her.

—Hey, they'll kill me because of you.

—I'm sorry but I can't help it... hehe —after laughing a little, she remained with a smile—. And how was the experience? Can you tell me something?

—How can I say it...? Well... I certainly enjoyed it, or rather I loved it; I don’t know when my mind got so twisted to sink so deeply into the thoughts as much as where I fell.

—Hahahaha, I was also a bit surprised by your deep devotion to me… you love my feet after all, huh? —Whispering that in my ear so that no one else could hear her, she put on her usual mischievous smile.

—Yes, I admit it, I am madly in love with them —giving up I admitted, after showing her that, there is no way to hide it—. A-also it wouldn’t be bad to live in the gap of your toenail… it’s warm and has a lovely fragrance so it wouldn’t bother me… the taste of your sweat is sweet too, I don’t know how you do it… but… well…

I heard Monica gulping notoriously after saying that, did I exceeded?

—W-well… is not that I made my sweat sweet, that flavor is probably due to the fact that when you shrank enough, you began to perceive the taste of my sweat mixed with the body lotion that those drops of sweat accumulated in their way while going down but it was a so diminutive quantity that only when shrinking enough you were able to taste it.

I flushed, talking about those kind of things while we walk through the halls is too shameless.

The stares gained 80% more bloodlust when her face got close to my ear, hahaha… get out of my sight, losers.

—By the way —she moved away her head from my ear and removed the wicked smile from her face—. Have you thought about what we talked about?

—Mm?

—You know, about moving into my house.

—Oh, that.

A couple of days ago Monica and I talked about moving to her house while my parents are not here, apparently theirs will not be back for a long time so I would have to worry mainly about mine. The topic came up when I mentioned that sometimes the house feels too big just for me alone. It really seemed like a great idea to me but thinking about other things such as house maintenance, the fact that several people can be suspicious when seeing us go out or go to the same house, among other things, made me doubt.

—I can take care of any inconvenience, you would only have to bring everything you want and since my house is bigger than yours, we would not have problems for space. Also —raising the index finger, she mentioned—. Our houses are quite close, if you want to go see that everything goes well, you can give it a quick visit.

—You're right... but what if someone visits me?

—I can make people perceive that your house is mine so there would be no problem... what do you say?

—Hmm... —Sighing, I realized that there is no way to present a logical impediment to this girl that she couldn’t solve in the blink of an eye—. Okay, I accept your proposal… thanks for accepting me in your house!

—Don’t worry honey~ —clinging closer to me, she hugged my entire arm and pressed it against her chest as we walked.

—Hey... they will scold us for being so close in here.

—I'm very happy! Hehe...

Our path was suddenly interrupted when two persons stood in front of us emerging from a nearby hallway. When we tried to avoid them, they got between us and the road.

—Mm… can you step aside, please~? —Monica kindly spoke to the two people with her mind so distracted with me that she didn’t realize who the bodies in front of us belonged to.

Taking her arm off me abruptly I stood up straight in an instant. Out of all the people we could meet… shit!

—Hey Danny! What happ…? —Monica stopped abruptly when she saw more clearly the two people in front of us, covering her mouth with both hands—. Y-Y-Yamashiro and M-Mihara!

Yamashiro Mayumi from class 3A. With long black hair just like her eyes, loose to the level of her waist, milky skin, really remarkable breasts even through the uniform that with Monica I was able to confirm that it hide a lot and a height of 1.75 meters remarkable among the girls of the school, giving her an aura to be feared. The president of the student council stood with her arms crossed in front of us accompanied by Mihara Daisuke from class 2A with his silver hair and crimson eyes with glasses that made him look like a kind of butler from a family of vampires, added to his pale complexion and height of 1.77 meters; the council vice president and Yamashiro's right hand.

Now that those two have seen us we are lost!

—Riedel Monica, Wakahisa Danny —closing her black eyes to open them shortly after, the president pointed at us with a defiant aura and a sharp look.

—E-eh?

At that moment I couldn't understand why she was pointing at us, but the words I heard the next moment made my blood run cold.

—We... —The shine in the glasses of the boy gave him a masterful accompaniment to the light in his crimson eyes and his deep voice, also pointing to us—. We know your secret!

...

Puzzled, I turned my head to see Monica's expression next to me, her face was so lost between thoughts and worries that she forgot to breathe or even put a clear expression.

Do they know our secret?

They... do they know that Monica is a demigod?

What...

What the hell is happening here?!