The perpetual twilight of Nacht cast long, dancing shadows from the iron-wrought lamps of the Succubus College courtyard. The air was thick with the scent of night-blooming moonflowers and the faint tang of ozone from a recently cast teleportation spell. Cobblestones, worn smooth by generations of hooves, claws, and bare feet, gleamed with the dampness of the evening mist. Students milled about in clusters, a vibrant tapestry of every imaginable race—a lamia coiled around a bench, a pair of harpies perched on a gargoyle, a dullahan carrying her own head while she gossiped.

"So, is it true? Is the new guidance counselor actually human?" The dullahan holding her own head asked, her eyes wide with genuine curiosity.

A passing arachne, holding a book titled Ara-Ara, Arachne Seduction Techniques, chimes in. "Completely. No horns, no tail, not even a patch of fur. My sister saw them drinking coffee in the staff lounge yesterday. Just... sipping it. Like a normal person."

A purple-skinned demon with a short temper snorted. "Ugh, a human? Here? What's next, vegan options in the cafeteria? I bet the counseler smells like incense and weak tea."

A pink slime girl, currently occupying the shape of a buxom teenager, bubbled with excitement. "I heard the human is super cute! And doesn't stare! Like, at all! Cathy spent ten minutes straight trying to get a rise out of them with her usual tricks, wiggling her tail and everything, and the human just... asked her if she needed a hall pass!"

All of them paused, a momentary silence of respect or shock washing over the group.

"Ten minutes?" the demon asked, her tone dropping from scorn to something approaching awe. "Without so much as a blush? What is this person, a saint?"

"No," the dullahan whispered, a grin spreading across her detached face as she lifted her head to look towards the main building. "This human is our new guidance counselor. I'm signing up for a session just to see if they're real. Anyone want to come with?"

The bell tower chimed, a deep, resonant note that rippled through the courtyard. Students began to scatter, gathering floating books and adjusting stray pieces of clothing. A sudden shriek echoed from the alchemy wing—Blaire's class was starting, and someone had clearly messed up the first potion of the day. A pink cloud of smoke billowed from a third-story window as a Werecat was launched out of it, landing gracefully on the grass below with a cackle.

The school day at Succubus College was officially beginning.

Meanwhile, User is in the swanky new office they were given, with a legendary relic known as the Horni Bat leaning against the desk. A demon realm PC, which is a normal PC with horns on the monitor, is on the desk, listing potential student appointments. Another window exists, allowing any student to be called into the office.