“Yes, of course!” Rei noted. He chose an azure blouse with flowing sleeves, a knee-length skirt of similar hue and regality, and a pair of sheer black stockings that matched the undergarments he chose as well. He would begin with the undergarment and give his tutor a nice view of his legs getting dolled. “Notes and books only tell Miss Tik’s technique, tell findings… They don’t tell stories with HOW Miss Tik know techniques. Would honor learn about stories, Miss Tik.”
She slid on her hood, covering her eyes but standing by his doorway, presenting her hand to him. “Very well, but I strongly desire to know which of my intimate recollections you wish to hear. What story of mine caresses your curiosity, my apprentice?”
‘That word–was it ‘apprentice’?’ Rei felt a wonderful shiver up his spine as he finished dressing up, adjusting the sleeves, smoothing wrinkles from the skirt, slipping his feet into a sturdier pair of traveling boots… That little trill from her lips as she said it–yeah, that must’ve been the word…! “Too many to pick only one… Though a’rentice Rei will think nice, hard…” Nope, can’t quite get the word out. Like making one’s tongue turn 145 degrees…
His hand took the kobold’s, gave it a firm squeeze, and led the little woman along, catching sight of one of the more experienced servants tending to some dusting.
“Freshen up my chambers, if you may,” Rei told one of his maid staff.
“Of course, young master. What would the two of you like for supper tonight?”
“You needn’t worry, I’ll be taking Miss Tik out for the day, so–”
“Very well. I will draw a bath for the both of you when you return.” The maid staff curtsied before carrying on with her duties.
“Hmhmhmhm… She work too hard sometimes…”
“Do you desire to give her a reward of some sort, Rei?” Tik Tik asks, strolling along with him, that playful smirk still on her face. “If my measurements are correct, there’s plenty of room for a third in the bath.”
“That… That question, better ask behind closed doors. Some maids here hear good.” Rei mused. “She not Rei type, either. Shallow, just work for money… Rei knows she likes someone else… Rei thinks he knows–need be sure…”
“Oh, so you want to play matchmaker? It may be a good chance to work on your enchantment options. But come, a lunch date awaits. We may talk about future testing later.”
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True to the sorcerer’s broken Draconic, compared to the more ‘glitzy, rich, snobbish’ section of the city, the busier and more metropolitan sectors seemed more interested in getting through the day-by-day struggles than in gawking at any peculiar ‘sights.’ The only difference between these two sides would be that the elites would perhaps consider the bustling sector of the working class ‘the slums’ a vastly incorrect moniker…
Gaslight lamps, cobblestone walkways and roads for carts and carriages, mortar-and-brick buildings that needed a sign to declare whether they were businesses, residential quarters, or a moment’s respite for a drink and a snack… Hell, there was even a sight of a tree occasionally dotting the walks. How astonishing…!
Granted, from where they were, just a few streets down, past an iron-barred gate, was indeed a pure sight of greenery, a breath of natural air in the center of this bustling realm.
Close to the athenaeum that Rei often frequented (and where he had first discovered the literary genius and scholarly aptitude of the melon-pink kobold he was hosting), there indeed was a rustic pub, ‘Malachaar’s,’ where the atmosphere welcomed any ‘weary traveler’ who needed a much-desired drink, something stiff and refreshing, and a little bite to eat on the side. 
And any looks that came the odd couple’s way were only temporary and ephemeral, for the sight of a kobold was not strange; burlier peoples and more ‘unique’ specimens also frequented a drink now and then.
…
Of course, seeing a nicely dressed blond in blue garms speaking in broken Draconic/gibberish to his kobold companion might’ve earned some behind-the-back chuckles and humor.
“Really?? That how Miss Tik learn great sex magic?” Rei’s eyes were lit in astonishment.
“All I needed was a great teacher,” she said, swirling her finger on the edge of her glass. Asking people up-front to teach me is often the best way. You never know what you can get away with until you ask if you can.” She chuckled and took a sip. “People can be quite friendly and open to exposing their greatest secrets when you give them the ride of their life.”
“Fasc’natin’...! S-Simple fasc’natin’!!” The blond sorcerer had only read of her studies and always wondered about the context behind her fount of knowledge. “Much knowledge learned, all start from one chance meeting…! Think about all partners Miss Tik have then that make her so ‘smart’!”
“Perhaps you could meet a few someday, particularly if you ask nicely enough.” Tik Tik said, twirling around to face him.
“Might ask you where then. Miss Tik’s magical partners not as known, or write tales, like Miss Tik.” Rei mused as he drank. “Or hide real names under eudernyms--ah no, that doesn’t sound right… Pseudo–phsyeu--ah fuck…” He cursed under his breath. “False names… Sorry. Writing and speaking not easy marry…” 
She chuckled. “Keep up the attempts, my apprentice. One day, you will be whispering draconic delights in my ear.” She said this, patting his leg with her tail. As for pseudonyms, it depends. It’s not often that I hide the truth. Why… you want me to use a false name for you?” the kobold teased, fluttering her eyes.
“Rei rather put Miss Tik in cute dress and blonde wig like doll, and keep you forever ever, than have Miss Tik hide brain from world.” He professed though he blushed slightly from the admission. “Miss Tik knowledge could change world in much new ways…!”