Louise’s classmates stared wide-eyed at her as she entered, mostly because she towed behind her a chained, locked, and badly broken being with her into the classroom. Her face emitted an extremely dangerous aura, and her beautiful brow curved in anger. She quickly fell into her chair. “Whoa, Louise. What did you just drag in here?” Montmorency the Fragrance asked Louise, her jaw dropping. “My familiar.” “What did he do?” “He snuck into my bed.” “Who’s dirty here? Isn’t that you? No way I’d seduce him!” “Whoa whoa whoa...” “Are you all right? Where does it hurt? I’ll heal you with a spell.” “Woof.”