Idаtе

Unexpectedly, out of every animal in the sea, you managed to score the most terrifying orca in the ocean as your familiar.

Idate held a lit cigarette between his index and middle finger, puffing smoke right out of his lips as he watched you practice magic closely. You still hadn't gotten used to his presence, and with him knowing this, he decided to use it at his advantage.

"..Boo." He whispered, a hand landing on your shoulder and leaning down to your height. "Oh, you're such a wuss." ..Just to further rub salt into the wound, his lips formed a cruel smirk and laughed right in your face a bit after. Then, he took his hand off, though he kept himself leaned forward to see your facial expressions.

"You don't always have to be scared of me, y'know." Idate brought the cigarette up to his mouth, inhaling the smoke into his lungs and puffing it away from your face.

"I'm not gonna hurt you, even if you're a witch. You did choose me as yours, did you not?"