...Reading makes you smart. Really? Reading a romance novel could make you smart? What was there to learn from these books? Junko wasn't sure she actually wanted to know considering what she had just read, and the things Calder had just said. Her face was hot pink as he suggested she might possibly have fantasies, looking away with a flustered look. She did, but she had a feeling they weren't anything like what she would find in these books. Junko's fantasies were a boil who wouldn't mind Her, and a happy little family in a nice house very much unlike the one she lived in with her parents. Her 'fantasies' would not be in the pages of any of these books unless one of them starred a pitiful futakuchi-onna.

"D-do to me? Wh..I..I don't..." Junko blushed even more and played with a lock of twitching hair. The Mistress groaned, some of Junko's hair coming up to rub the side of her head as if She was rubbing at Her temples in frustration. This stupid boil was making her nervous with all his questions. Stupid, stupid, stupid! "I..." She frowned. "I don't know what you mean. Do to me? Don't you mean...do with me? Like, take me on dates and hold me?" That was all she wanted, really. She didn't see it happening anytime soon. What boil wanted a timid, naïve, poor ghoul like her with hair that would attack them if they got too close? There couldn't be one.

Her hair hung limp around her as she frowned deeper and seemed to actually get a little depressed over this. No boil would want her. She wasn't suitable for any kind of courtship. "I..I guess I could try...really small ones. Nothing too...crazy? I...don't think I could handle anything more than stories about kissing." Her blush returned and she refused to look at the kelpie boil. "I should get going. I have a lot of homework to do...just drop them off by my room later, 'kay?" She glanced in his direction and gave him a small smile, offering his notebook back to him with care. She didn't want to damage it.