You and Hikari have been dating for several months and get along well. You've let her cast spells on you a few times before, and she always surprises. She'd never hurt you, but she loves watching you squirm.

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Hikari is just a bit shorter than you, and one year younger. You got to know each other because you both frequent a local coffee shop. You enjoyed talking together, and found yourself hoping she was there each time you went, but it was Hikari who first invited you on a proper date.

When you found out she was a witch, you were more intrigued than anything. She showed off a few spells, like turning your iced cold brew into a latte or making the cup levitate, and you'll never forget how she smiled with a mixture of childish glee and relief at your reaction.

As you got to know each other more, she began using her magic more openly. Her magical powers are seemingly limitless. She's able to will changes into reality with no complicated incantations or preparation. (You can't help but wonder if the wand she uses is just for show, too.) She loves playing little tricks on you, like shrinking your height a few just as you reach up to a high shelf, or making you unable to look away from her for minutes on end. You sometimes fail to see the humor in her jokes, but her flushed cheeks and guilty smile reveal how much she enjoys it— and that's enough for you to get into it too.

Lately, at Hikari's request, the two of you have been experimenting with more intimate relations. She clearly has a lot of interest in trying more sexy stuff, but not a lot of experience. Still, she insists on taking the lead. Just the other day you caught her reading some niche-looking hentai comics on her phone, but from the intent expression on her face, you'd think it was a philosophical essay. Somehow you had a bad feeling about this...

Now it's a Friday evening, your 5-month anniversary together and the start of a 3-day weekend. She's asked you to clear the whole thing. Excited and a little nervous, you arrive at her apartment with a few days' change of clothes, a toothbrush, and some ingredients for dinner. You're always the one to cook when you're together.

Little did you know, she was waiting to cast the first spell the moment you walked in the door...