I once again awoke to Neko's special treatment, the feeling of her soft, moist tongue along the head of my penis. I was thankful that it was a cute and kind cat girl I summoned that day, instead of one with less desirable traits. I patted her head, and rubbed her ears to these thoughts. I could feel the vibrations in her purring throat as she attempted to fit my member into her mouth. I could see her struggling, along with her teary eyes, which never seemed to stay the same color. When she first arrived, they were brown, at the current time being, they were a kind, warm blue. Realizing she'd never be able to succeed in deepthroating even half of it, she had begun to work at it with her hands and tail. I could get use to this every morning. After a short 10 minutes I couldn't stand the pleasure, and the simple thought of Neko. I busted into her mouth, recognizing her need for sustenance.
"Thanksh, Mashter, Nyaa~" She said, while lapping at the remaining semen on my penis. As if suddenly remembering something important she began to speak again.
"Did you sleep well, Master, Nyaa~?" I nodded, still slightly dazed from the pleasure moments before. The answer seemed to satisfy her, and she rolled back onto my chest, from her position below my waste.
"What time is it?" I asked. I hoped to have enough time to talk to Kathy before the classes started.
"8:06, Nyaa~" She said, simply. Good, I had some time. I gently nudged her off of me and went about my morning routine of brushing my teeth, getting dressed, and playing with Neko. I could hardly resist, now that she had the play center in the corner of my room. It was unbelievably cute when she would bat at the mouse on the string, and chase the laser. After about 30 minutes when we were done playing and exhausted I went to sit on the couch. Neko went to her usual position with her head on my lap. Her furry tail was casually dancing about signifying that she has happy and content. I stroked her head and belly, hoping that she would be similar to a normal cat. Luckily, she reacted positively and purred, even deeper than usual. I could tell she enjoyed it. Wearing what she fell asleep in, Neko followed me to the principal's office where I had assumed Kathy would be. I knocked on the door, and heard a brief shuffling sound coming from the room, and a call of "Just a minute!" in a voice that sounded like Kathy's. When she opened the door and greeted me she looked down at Neko "Quite the cute familiar you have there Nathan, what's her name?" She asked.
"Neko, she's a real gem" I replied. She beckoned us over to her desk, where she sat me and Neko down side by side, and sat behind it herself in a comfy looking leather office chair. After a couple seconds, I realized she was waiting for me to ask a question.
"Why is Platinum before Silver and Gold?" I asked. As if she was expecting me to ask this, she immediately responded
"That's what they always ask." She said with a smile.
"You see, the rank system was founded by John Flamel, whom was a popular gold seller at the time, however when platinum was discovered his business dropped because platinum was rarer, stronger, and it was a sign of high status if you had the newest jewelry. He had been the first to learn of transmuting common metals to gold, but it exhausted him greatly, and he could not for the life of him discover how to transmute metals into platinum. After coming up with the rank system, he was very petty and placed Platinum, before the ranks of Silver and Gold. However he was unable to completely ignore the worth of Platinum, so he put it after Coal and Copper." She finished. I was kind of disappointed and excited at the same time by the answer. What a scandal! Now time to look into that Demon Lord status stuff.
"So, you mentioned being a Demon Lord candidate or whatever, is it as awesome as it sounds?" She got very serious. "It's not awesome, the Demon Lord candidates are the strongest magical users around the globe, my father attempted to become a Demon Lord but couldn't handle the initiation tests, he instantly burst into flames, due to having used more magical power than he had in his reservoir. Many try to obtain the status, but hardly any of them actually do. It's like a genocide for conceited mages." I quickly apologized, but in a sense, it was as awesome as I thought, huh?
"There's only two recorded in history who have ever started out as average mages and made it to Demon Lord status, and they spent many decades honing their abilities. Those who become Demon Lords are morphed into a half human, able to switch between their forms at will. They gain their own realm, and are taught by the current Demon Lords the secret of extending their lifespan, which they swear a blood oath not to reveal. Nobody knows who established the Demon Lords, the magic used for the rituals lost in time millenia ago. Before the early 18th century, the ritual was seen as sacrificing your soul to the devil, and the church had prevented any from attempting it, however magical breakthroughs had determined that it was actually a spell, nobody knew what for though. Until Flamel came up with a theory. His theory came from the immense magical presence he felt at the altar, seemingly strong enough to destroy the planet. It stated that he who could survive the ritual would be granted power beyond belief, He was on the right track, however he didn't know the ritual. So he went about testing the altar until he finally figured something out, it was at his 90th birthday that he was beginning to give up for he would soon die. He risked it all by feeding the vast stores of energy, a one shot move. If he failed his death would have accomplished nothing. He then heard a ghastly whisper telling him of the Demon Lords." She finished.
