Izumi Ako (和泉 亜子)

Annette-san's plans are complicated but not unusable.

The scaling takes more work and several napkins are sacrificed to the cause.
Later, they are sacrificed to the furnace.

It takes several hours and more than a few corrections as things progress. The book on redesigning dresses helps.

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The wings glitter coming out of the furnace. Silver and blue, with black accents.
(Darker than Annette-san's, but that probably has something to do with sizing tweaks.)

Snug, flexible and light. There is not much light left when she gets out.

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Flying is still incredible even after smashing into the lake getting the hang of it again. Even for just a few hours.

It is a shame her sylladex does not show a code while storing the wings. She would like to see if the troll's alchemy equipment could make one that lasted longer.

She will have to let Annette-san know.

Ako frowns pretty heavily as she looks around.

Her door had opened and, having basically everything she'd want to take with her in her Sylladex, she'd dashed through.

It would, after all, be simple enough to use T-Minus to let everyone know that she'd made it back home, and the door could have gone away again at any point.

The trick, of course, is that her door hadn't opened on Mahora the last time she'd gone through.

Not that this was the same place as last time either, but it had to have something to do with it.

The sun is shining. The grass is green.

It shouldn't be.

At Milliways and at Mahora her door is indoors.

The light should come from electric lights, the floor should be wood or tile.

Makie-chan had collapsed on Sakura Lane. Eva-chan was talking about vampires and how they loved blood from energetic girls.

Well, Makie-chan was that.

Still, all there were no such things as vampires, right? At least, not here. There were vampires in Milliways, true, and in other people's worlds. But her's (and wasn't it odd to claim a world as a whole, bad and good) wasn't strange at all. It had humans and trees and computers, but nothing really magical. Not compared to ones with gods or witches.

Still.... Maybe it's time to start carrying the stunner around Mahora too. Just in case.

It would be nice, thought Ako, If the clubs actually paid attention some times. Who did the class results up with that many people missing anyway?

"Ako-chan, come on! There's going to be a party!"

"Coming!"

Negi-sensei got to stay. That was good. Even if Headmaster Konoe is a strange old man sometimes.

Evangeline Athanasia Katherine McDowel, Queen of the Night, The Doll Master, The Visitation of Woe, The Apostle of Destruction and seat number 26 of class 3-A, Mahora Academy, frowned. Where to find the minions she needed to distract boya?

Someone athletic. Someone he'd care about. Someone -

"Oh! Hello Eva-chan! I was just headed for the baths with Makie-san."

- convenient.

"Ako-chan, what a pleasant surprise."

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It's all some sort of distorted dream. Negi-sensei obviously can't fly, Chachamaru-san certainly wouldn't attack him and, though Eva-chan would change outfits at a moment's notice, she can't turn into a gorgeous, grown woman.

But, where did this outfit come from?