Late into the night, when even Yuuvia and Anazenpha too succumbed to the thralls of slumber, much like Enetha before them, Inkaro and Lizu were still sketching away at the design for the request they'd received from Kalusozalna pertaining to his daughter's whims. Since they'd started their task, neither of the duo had taken a singular break; such was an achievement from Lizu for abstaining from the temptation of taking a honey-exclusive snack break.

  "If we curve the ends of these two fins, it will increase the magnetic overlap and preserve mana transfer rates, while avoiding this 'tackiness' you mentioned," Inkaro stated, adding that the new design also allowed for the objects that the sphere-shaped drawings referred to to be physically docked when not in use without needing to use mana. Once again, Lizu pursed up her lips once again, squinting her eyes for extra scrutiny, and inspected the design she and Inkaro had developed, only to slump her back, similar to a balloon deflating, into Inkaro behind her when the basic overview seemed comprehensive for her standards.

  "Phew, I spent... I could really go for... no... can't have that while those three are even if they're asleep, it's not only spicy to eat but makes the air just as spicy to boot. What a bothersome predicament, the craving for curry in times when its presence would spell disasters for others." Lizu sighed deeply, wishing her cravings were for something that wasn't so troublesome in the present moment. "Urrr... what am I to do?"

  Whilst deep in thought, Lizu desperately clung to Inkaro's waist using her tail, instinctively grinding her larger, upper tail scales against Inkaro's chain tapestry, trying to scratch the annoying itch located deviously between where two plating-like scales joined. Although out of the blue, Lizu and Inkaro alike figured it was one of those mental itches where someone's brain tricks them into believing a spot was itchy when it wasn't in the slightest, only to become truly itchy when the spot had been scratched.

  Scritch after scratch, the incessantness of her battle against that which caused her discomfort was relentless. "It's always the tough spots that get all antsy."

  Hearing her plight, but mostly wanting to stop the dragolyte before she got desperate enough to use something in the house to try dealing with her issue and ending up wrecking it, Inkaro leaned forward and brushed the girl's hair out of the way, making Lizu pause her everything as he whispered into her ear. Lizu turned red in the face. Whatever string of words Inkaro had imparted to her must've been too much for her, as she explosively sprang to her feet, only to be yanked back towards Inkaro by her own traitorous tail that refused to let go of him. She rubberbanded back into him, sending the duo tumbling and crashing with enough force to startle.

  "At least you won't have to worry about them waking up if I were to make curry," Inkaro mentioned calmly, despite being pinned underneath Lizu as the girl reeled from the abrupt back-and-forth motion she'd experienced.

  "You don't say," Lizu murmured somewhat incoherently, hair and letting it drop to the sides of her head. The dragolyte girl briefly considered standing up so the guy could make good on his words, but elected to stay right where she was for the time being; she decided lying on top of Inkaro was far too good to mindlessly waste by getting up after only a few seconds.

  All it took was the mention of food, and Anazenpha was already on board: "Mmmm... curry."

  With time, and twenty-four portions of curry later, everyone else was out expecially cold, leaving Inkaro the last one awake as he placed the cocooned Enetha on the bed with the other girls. But if the concept of him having a moment of pause was a crime that night, then the opening of the back door was a sign of that being more factual than fable. The faint buzz of rapidly flapping wings shot from the kitchen area, zooming with a noise-distorting arch as the owner of the buzzing bee-lined for Inkaro.

  "Inkaro-Inkaro, we need your help, buzu!" the dark purple-stripped noble beegirl pleaded playfully as she dropped from above, landing directly on Inkaro's shoulders without the slightest bit of impact. Inkaro noticed something was off, not in a bad way, but a difference in the usual state of things as he felt the weight of the beegirl on his shoulder before he found a pair of small arms wrapped around his head. Based on the rhythm of the buzzing beating through his head, Inkaro identified the troublemaker who's used him as an impromptu landing spot.

  "Did you get bigger while I wasn't looking?" Inkaro asked seriously as he gently plucked the beegirl from his shoulders, before holding her up in front of himself as to get a better look at the beegirl, who happily gave the guy a big, toothy grin of pure joy. Her wings fluttered and buzzed, murmuring a subtle tune that matched the small girl's equally racing heartbeat.

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  [Violeibine is a kid-sized, light tanned skin modified thornolyine bee with the appearance of a nine-year-old human girl; she has neck-low, spikey dark purple to black gradient hair with two small, dark purple ahoges that function like antennae. Pale purple eyes. Five small, crystal-like compound eyes around the outer side of her humanoid eyes that are purple. She has black fur with dark purple ends on her body(entirety of both feet up to her ankles, a thick band around her chest, and wrists). Four five-to-nine feet long pale purple-coloured bee wings. A black and dark purple striped tail that resembles a bee's abdomen with a smooth-tipped, deep purple stinger on the end. And, she has thin retractable deep metalic spikes hidden within her fur]

  [Violeibine is wearing a fluffy, knee-low black shorts with dark purple insides. A small violet sash covered in golden, diamond-shaped embroidery. And, the sash is tied on the right side of her head into the shape of a bow with a long golden ribbon.]

  :Attributes:

  [Base]

  [Mana Capacity: A]

  [Mana Control: A]

  [Mana Tolerance: A]

  [Advanced]

  [Affinity: Honey]

  [Proficiency: Honey Conversion]

  Giggling up into a laughing fit at Inkaro's factual but sillily incorrect question, Violeibine raised her hands skywards, completely unrelated to what she intended to say, and instead did it out of her unbridled glee at being given uppies by Inkaro without even trying. Such a thing was a feat, to a beegirl at least. "No, silly, I had breakfast."

  "I see, it's that early, huh?" Inkaro nodded his head at the explanation as he spoke, to which the beegirl swiftly mimicked, timing being slightly off by about two beats compared to Inkaro. "So what did you need help with?"

  With Inkaro's logical question short back at her, Violeibine snapped out of her happy autopiolet state and straightened out her posture, despirately clinging to the guy's thumbs with her little hands as she tried putting on her best serious face, failing to do so by the nature of her cherubic face: "Oh yeah, the queen needs something from... a dungeon that has alot of mana packed into it. For the new batch of the ne... honey she's planning to make."

  "Hmm, sounds like a mana core, but those appear in all monsters, so why is a dungeon needed?" He was truly befuddled by the third request he'd received that night. Although, unlike the other two, Inkaro had received requests for ingredients from Enulatina many a times. However, such a specific list of requirements was a first for him; it left him pondering hard enough to raise and plant Violeibine back on his head, so he could bring a hand to his face to don a thinking stance.

  "Not sure; she just said the cores from dungeons are more easy to eyeball how strong they are," Violeibine answered readily, hoping to bring Inkaro's deep thinking to an end so he can start helping sooner, but didn't hold out hope, deep down knowing such a feat could only be achieved by Lizu or Inkaro's parents, not a silly beegirl like herself.

  So instead of getting hung up over it, the noble beegirl lightly squeezed her limbs against the guy's head, patiently increasing the strength of her weak squeezing until the guy snapped to his nonsensical senses.

  "I see. No, that makes sense, dungeons are controlled environments that always generate the same monster in the same spots with the same attributes to boot. It's no wonder she'd prefer such cores when she's awful at precise dosage measuring." The guy's hushed ramblings persisted. He droned on and on to himself, even as he exited his house through the balcony, closing the sliding door with his foot, before hopping down to the garden. "Very well, a little shopping shouldn't hurt, although it might take less time if I brought Yuuvia along."

  "But that would be rude?" Violeibine bumbled cheekily, placing a coyly curved hand upon her chin as she replicated Lizu's usual grin of deviousness without a single error. Feeling no need to verbally respond, thanks to the beegirl's spot-on deduction, Inkaro lightly nodded, much to Violeibine's amusement as she was rocked around with the motion and made playful 'wooh'ing sounds. No sooner than he had responded to the beegirl's retort, Spatial Severence popped out from Inkaro's golden agate curio, at G.Galore's unseen puppeteering, before snapping its pages open and conjuring a platform of condensed air. Hopping on without hesitation, while snapping up Spatial Severance in the same action, Inkaro quickly sat himself on the platform and plopped Violeibine in his lap, before the solidified platform blasted off, zooming through the air and taking the duo to where Violeibine recommended.

  Watching the blur of the duo shooting past the balcony door, Lizu briefly held her eye open just long enough to let out a weak exhale before going back to sleep, reluctantly.