“Before I let you loose on your projects, I want everyone here to remember how each Monster race communicates is different! It can seem weird to you or even a little crazy but it’s important to learn about the differences at py! No two ways of communicating will always lead to the same answer! Now you will have most of css to pn and put together your project for this whole week!” Mr Minnow said before taking a seat at his desk. “If any one has questions, you are free to ask me or each other!”

  With that, everyone gathered their things, moved desks together and started working together. Penny and Onx were grouped together, Onx was waving his arms around like some squid while Penny was doing some shoulder shifting dance. Jean was paired up with the orc guy and another cssmate, all three were flexing at each other and spping their muscles. On the other side of the css was Emily, Steph and three other girls. Steph was moving her tail around and talking about the movements' meanings while two of the girls nodded and the third leaned back on her chair like some mob boss. And Emily, she was already writing, her hands a blur only stopping to stare at Steph’s face before continuing again.

  Many of my cssmates were all doing simir things or showing off things like neckces, candy and even clothes like Belle showed me. Speaking of…. Belle was already busy putting together some bullet points in his notebook, though he wasn’t a fraction of Emily’s writing speed, he already had half the page filled out.

  <> - many nya-jin scarfs belong to the worshipers of Yu and demote rank based on how sparkly or shiny it is.

  <> - many attach color cloths to our tails to signal to each other from far distances. Bright red for danger. Blue for welcoming. Pink for matrimony. Bck for battle. Green for victory.

  <> - wearing a certain style of clothing shows lots and expins parts of our family. What region, what our specialty crop or material we trade with and even to show if we accepted or denied a proposal.

  <> -the act of throwing, pcing or tying your cloth on someone that isn’t your family is considered either a great thing or a horrible one.

  <> - Maju-Mew ears feel thoughts? emotions?

  Some of it was about the clothes he already showed me and some about the colors. There was even one on showing if you were married or not. This was interesting. His culture has such a fashionable way to talk to each other, sorta like texting or email with the eyes.

  “I see you have lots of ideas on how we might do our project. Is there any other way nya-jin communicate?” I asked. It’s a good rule to have multiple choices to fatten up your work, especially if we can flow one topic into another.

  “Yup. I’m just writing down the ones I have off the top of my head in case I forget.” Belle said as he continued to add more bullet points.

  I looked over in the corner of the cssroom where we pced his clothes pile. “Riiiight, just in case……” I muttered to myself with a small smirk on my face.

  “Aaaaaaannnnnddd, done!” Belle looked up at me and held up a thumb at me. “What was that st part you were talking about?”

  “Heh, I was asking if there was any other way nya-jin communicate. Like using your tail like a lizard man or mia, is the way your ears move another way to communicate too?” I asked as I looked down on his cat ears.

  “Hey! N-n-no looking!” He whined as he quickly hovered his hands over his ears and looked up at me with an annoyed pout.

  I held my hands up apologetically. “Right. Sorry about that, they’re just a staple piece of your race.” I expined but that made Belle’s pout turn into a scrunched up gre. “They move in tune with your emotions…….that makes it……” Belle’s eyes seemed to burn with a fire the more I dug my grave. I lowered my head. “Sorry.”

  Belle looked away for a moment before he slowly lowered his hands. “It’s ok. They move a lot, so I understand.” He looked at the floor. “I just feel a lot of things through them…. So could you please not stare at them.” He asked with a slightly worried face that made me feel pretty bad.

  “Alright, I’ll do my best not to stare…….um, are other nya-jin protective like that?” I asked for future reference.

  He shrugged zily. “Some are. But uh, not every one of us acts the same with ears. Just don’t stare at ears……. It’s weird….” He said as his cheeks turned a light red.

  After that, we went back to pnning our project out. I liked the sparkly scarves so I suggested showing them off in a see through case with a few other things like the colored clothes.

  “We could set it up like my Mom’s sewing fashion room and then-” I suggested.

  Belle’s head tilted towards me as both his ears turned to face me. “Fashion room~? Like fancy clothes, costumes and dresses?!” He asked with excitement clear in his ears- I mean eyes.

  “Yes?” His eyes were huge orbs as I answered and he slowly leaned ever so closer. “UH, she loves to make clothes and was even some popur seamstress, designer person a-apparently?” I said, a little more than shocked as Belle’s cute face was maybe only a few inches away from me. He could mush his cute face into me if he got any closer. It didn’t help that his huge green eyes swallowed up the cssroom around us as I felt like he was looking at my brain through my eyes.

  “Do you think I could meet her? Could I ask her advice on some things and maybe buy some of her work too?!” He asked without breathing and his body vibrated in pce as he machine gunned his questions at me.

  “Uh, she’s picking me up after some training with Kathy…… if you want, you could wait to meet her ter today….” I offered.

  “That’s perfect! I have a club meeting after school so we could totally do that~!” He cheered as he began to bob his body side to side in a little dance, his ears even swayed along with the movement like they were raised hands.

  “So, about those cases. Think that might work?” I said, trying to bring us back on track.

  “Uuuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhh……..” Belle slowly stopped his dance to bnkly stare at me. “Oh! Yeah-totally. those things will work great and then we can even show how the tail fgs work and we could even wear different styles of scarf to further our point.” He said before quickly turning back to his notebook to write more.

  He added quite a few things since st I checked…. That’s just some of how his culture and nya-jin as a whole communicate. I looked over at my tail. I know some of the mia and a tiny bit of lizardman sign but that’s not specific to dragons. Was there something that I did that could be considered how dragon’s talk to each other? My gaze shifted up to my wings. But that’s more of a bodily reaction than communication. And I don’t really feel anyone’s mana, other than stronger monsters like Mr. Minnow. I let out a frustrated sigh as I was reminded yet again that, I have no clue about dragons.

  I suddenly felt a hand wrap around my wrist. Looking back, I found Belle was holding my wrist as he was writing in his notebook. That’s when I noticed his left ear was pointed right at me. I keep forgetting about that other ear thing. It felt kinda nice though. Even if he could easily sense my emotions, maybe that’s ok?

  ……..

  Wonder if it’d be hard to hide a surprise party from him.

  After getting lunch and sitting at a quickly vacated table, I stretched my wings upward. We did the same thing we did yesterday in flight css. Only I ended up grinding my right wing across the wall when I lost control of myself. It didn’t hurt exactly but my wing muscles sorta feel tighter now. Probably gave myself a knot with how I filed my wings around in my panic. I leaned back, letting my arm shoulders drop and slowly stretched my neck side to side. Although I didn’t like taking off my jackets, the cutout in my shirt let air breathe around my back and that felt, kinda nice. Maybe?

  “Whoa…..” came a familiar voice.

  Turning back I saw Emily was staring at my exposed back. Her eyes followed the muscles moving, she was drooling and almost her whole face was blood red. And next to her was Steph who quickly looked at Emily the moment we met eyes.

  I could only turn my back away with a grimace as Steph worked to snap Emily out of her…….funk…

  “So, maybe don’t look at me like some pinup model, car pair.” I greeted them as they finally sat down.

  “Sorry about that….. I don’t really see you without a jacket…” Steph said as she fixed her hair but her tail coiled up then flicked the ground loudly.

  I rolled my eyes at her honest tail. My back is not beautiful but I honestly couldn’t fault them for looking. “Just don’t be creeps about it, I have enough problems with people challenging me every time I go somewhere.” I said.

  “Oh! Totally understand that…..” Emily said but hid her in her shoulders as she looked away. “You just suddenly look so, so, so……. HOT. Momma said it’d be hard to focus but this is crazy!” Emily compined and almost dropped her face in her food.

  “That hard? Is there anything that could help you?” I asked, feeling a little more worried that she’d lose herself to whatever this was.

  “Nooooo……. Momma is just making me train my willpower during this phase……..” She looked up at me, she looked like she just woke up from only a two hour sleep, her eyes were red and a little puffy. “People randomly smell really good too. Like pie covered in whipped cream and rocky road ice cream! I want to eat them but at the same time I-I want to rub my cheek against them?!” She whined before shoveling food into her mouth like it’s been weeks since she ate anything.

  I looked over at Steph with a worried face. “Is there nothing we can do?”

  She shook her head. “Only deny her advances. From what her mother told me, if she starts going into a heat to warn teachers and students. She also said that succubi might help out a whole lot. I also told Belle to stay away, she kept staring at his butt yesterday.” She said.

  “Yesh… that’s crazy. I’ll have to be extra careful with her.” Not to mention I’ll have to protect Belle from her. “But how are sex demons going to help calm her? And go into heat?! How the heck is she not going to lose her mind?” I asked as my eyes shifted back to Emily who was staring at a passing Oni.

  Steph shrugged. “No idea, I haven’t seen them act any differently around her. Maybe their horny will do some double positive, negative type thing? For now, we’ll just have to keep an eye out for her.”

  “Guess you’re right……. Now that I think about it, how did she focus in css then? She seemed normal today.” I asked right as Emily started to sniff the air in the direction of a few guys watching a goblin girl group. The way her eyes sparkled, I would’ve thought she found a juicy ribeye.

  “She’s got a patch to chill her out. Like a ke to a fire and she’s good. Why do you think she was going wild with her writing today?” Steph pointed out.

  “Alright.” I turned my gaze to the cafeteria and noticed two things. First I saw that uppity cunt walk by. She looked mostly human, honey brunette hair, rge blue eyes and an almost perfect hour gss figure. If her bust didn’t offset her hips by a good margin. But instead of normal forearms to hands, they were scaled and ended in talon like hands, only the cws were smaller like long nails. On her back were a pair of rge tannish brown wings that folded neatly over her back like some robe.

  She was that bitch that wanted to mess with Kathy and apparently leads one of the teams Kathy has to deal with. She was alone the moment she approached a table to eat her lunch, everyone left. Once it was empty, she eyed a janitor who jumped before rushing over to clean the table off. After all that, she had the janitor y out a cloth on the seat before she finally sat down. She more nibbled than ate her food but that’s when she noticed me looking. She lowered her head, opened her wings slightly and gave me a warm friendly smile like we were childhood friends. Or perhaps something way worse.

  I only gave her a cold gre as if she was just turd then looked away.

  Which led me to notice a group of six succubi catwalking their way in my direction. The one leading the group was a tall purple succubus with a rge chest, long bck hair cascaded down her shoulders with waves. Her slim face was adorned with half closed, zy looking eyes that were snted like an asian’s. She strutted her wide hips as if she were dancing, long legs moved in front of another, rolling her hips with a teasing wiggle. Even her spade tail slowly moved with delicate movements, curling like it was motioning to come here and swaying in the air like a colorful streamer. She even adjusted her bck blouse, tried to close the opening around her exposed cleavage and settled for palming the side of her boob. She seemed almost like my counselor, only she was actually showing off. Everyone in her way quickly moved away, guy or girl, they all had dreamy expressions on their faces.

  One to her right was a light blue succubus wearing a rge purple pointed hat. Her bck hair curled over her eyes and flowed down her shoulders and back. The succubus wore a choker, white baggy shirt and short skirt that glowed with green sparkles as she floated high enough that sitting students could probably see under her skirt. To her left was an orange succubus, her brown hair was tied in tight buns with a head band of blue loop rings that connected to loops on her horns. She had a dark blue shirt and a tight cloth belt over her belly with a long skirt with slits that showed off her legs all the way up to her upper thighs. As she walked, I could see one leg appear from the skirt only to quickly disappear under it, almost like she was only giving every one a slight taste of her hidden sweets. There was at least another four succubi behind them, each one wore and did something like swayed side to side, showed off their long neck or even slowly licking their pointer.

  Once her group was a good five feet away, only she stepped forward another step, the rest stayed back and even bowed their heads. As she did, she took a deep breath before offering me a smile.

  “I have come to greet you, my fine dragoness.” Her smile grew wider on her glossy red lips. ”It has come to my attention that you’re in a little…..trouble~.” Her voice was smooth like cream and very inviting. “Trouble that I would rather not…” She looked at a red succubus to her left who nodded. “Be distracted by.” She expined with a honeyed smile that didn’t crease her eyes.

  “I see. Yes, there is some problems but are they truly a concern, miss…?” I said with my businessman voice. I had to be careful, I’ve already started on the lower end by not knowing her name.

  For a quick moment her snted eyes widened and I felt something like a feather tip rub over my cheeks before her eyes went back to normal. “Ehm, My name is of no importance but it would be too naive to not give something…hmm………” She tapped her plush lip with a finger, sliding it over the edge of her bottom lip. “Interessar. Pleased to meet you, dragoness Oliver.” She gave a small smile and nodded her head.

  “It is nice to meet you, miss interested party.” I said, deciding not to py into her tip toe game.

  Her smile pressed firm as she fixed her hair. “Yes….. Well, I wish to speak to you about this party’s interests.” She pced a hand right above her cleavage to motion to herself. “Win your bout. Stop that naive sunny’s game is all I ask. But if you want to know more about yourself…. Well, you’ll decide if that’s important or not.” She turned around and walked away as if what she suggested wasn’t something worrying, her tail waving as she left.

  The hell did she mean?! Does she know about me not being the original? Or is it about dragons, maybe my magic? Shit, looks like I’m pying another game. “Wait, what do you mean? And how do I-” I began but her purple tail pointed to my right.

  “Your friend has what you need, just don’t open it in public. Bye~!” She zily waved two fingers as she kept walking away.

  I looked over and saw a skinny red succubus with blue pigtails walking away, leaving Steph with a pink box. Steph looked somewhat surprised like she discovered something about herself she didn’t know possible.

  “H-here….” She handed me the box and fished out her phone from her skirt pocket.

  On the box was only a note.

  ‘Open in private unless you want to lose your biggest chance.’