The drive back to the Kagari estate, also dubbed “Babel” since it towered high and mighty over Tougetsu City, was relatively smooth and uneventful.  Aside from Ayaka occasionally sneaking in a kiss with Honoka (infuriating Kasumi in the process), nothing else of note ended up happening.  Traffic was rather smooth and easygoing, though Honoka wasn’t sure if such a thing was due to luck or some kind of spell cast by either Ayaka or her mother in order to make the drive back home rather convenient and easygoing.  Given just how powerful they were at spell-casting and the reservoir of magic they had access to, it wasn’t too far-fetched an idea that they simply relied on magic to get their way when it came to matters of convenience.

Upon their arrival, the group stepped out of the limousine and made their way towards the towering mansion, which looked even larger and grander than Honoka recalled from the last time he visited the place.  Granted, it ended up being a one-time visit, given the altercation he and Ayaka had with the tower witch Medusa, who ended up breaking free and wrecking much of the place (well…her and Evermillion in the process once Honoka summoned her to help them out due to Ayaka being petrified by Medusa, but that’s a story for another time.*)

[*Feel free to look up the event either in the manga or the anime for those who are curious about it, as I don’t feel the drive to recapture each and every detail of that event.]

As the group of four made their way into the front entrance of the mansion, they were greeted by no less than a dozen maids and butlers standing at attention to greet the mistresses of the estate.

“Welcome home, miladies,” said the servants in unison, obviously referring to both Kazane and Ayaka.  Given their towering stature along with the rather poised and regal style in which they presented themselves, it was rather fitting to be addressed as such in a way.  Their very heights practically demanded respect.

“Thank you all,” replied Kazane to the group.  “Would you please be so kind as to have dinner prepared within the hour?  Oh, and also please have the guest rooms cleaned over and spotless by no later than noon tomorrow?  We’ll be expecting more residents to come in shortly, and I wish to make sure everything is fitting for them.”

“But of course, milady,” said one of the older maids, most likely a senior member of the mansion staff.  “May I ask how many?”

“Not including Miss Komachi and Miss Kasumi here,” replied Kazane, thinking it over for a moment as she did the math, “I’d say to expect another…nine residents to be making themselves at home here for the foreseeable future.  There might be a few more, but for now the number is at least nine.”

“Very well, madam,” said one of the older butlers of the bunch.  “Would you like a bath drawn by chance?”

“If it’s not a bother, of course,” replied Kazane with a smile.

“No bother in the slightest, madam,” replied the butler.  “I’ll see to it right away.  It should be ready in no less than ten minutes.”

“Thank you very much,” said Kazane with a warm and calming grin.  She then turned to the other three in the group.  “Ayaka, why don’t you and Takamiya-kun get yourselves acquainted with your room.  It shouldn’t be too out of place, I’d wager.  And Kasumi-chan…”

“Y-yes, ma’am?” asked the younger Takamiya sibling, staring way up at Kazane to make eye contact with her.

“Feel free to check in on your room and let me know if anything is out of place,” continued Kazane.  “It shouldn’t be, as I’ve had your entire home transported and fused into my home, but if you find something off, just let me or one of the staff know and I’ll have it rectified.”

“Th-thank you, madam chairwoman,” replied Kasumi, thrown off by how magnanimous Kazane was acting at the moment.  “Is my mother here already?”

“I’ve sent one of the staff to go fetch her in a separate vehicle,” answered Kazane.  “I know the address of her workplace and have already made the necessary arrangements.  Since your house has now been absorbed into mine, all of her home comforts should be waiting for her right here.  I’ll also have a word with her boss to give her a more flexible schedule and more reasonable hours so that she’s not working long shifts the way she’s been doing all this time.”

“You can do that?” asked Kazuya with full-blown shock on his face.  “You can actually tell my mom’s bosses what to do?  How is that even possible?  Do they work for you or something, Kagari-san?”

“You’d be surprised what I can accomplish with a simple conversation,” Kazane replied with a smirk.  “Even before the growth spurts, I was considered quite the force to be reckoned with…though the extra inches will certainly help in whatever talks I end up having with Komachi’s superiors.  After all, who wants to get on the bad side of a woman who’s over 8 feet tall, am I right?”

“No argument there, miss,” replied a somewhat nervous Honoka.

“I’m sure it’ll be fine,” replied Kazane, “but if they end up being really obstinate and bull-headed with me, I could always rely on a little mind-altering magic in order to make them take things easy on Komachi…if it comes to that, of course.”

Honoka couldn’t help but gulp in response.  At this point, it was probably a safe bet to take both Kazane and Ayaka at their word when it came to their magical abilities.  From what was learned, the more the two of them grew, the more their magical powers increased, since they were siphoning off Evermillion’s power over time.  Honoka figured that at a certain point, each of them would have so much power that they could alter a person’s memories or use literal mind control in order to make that person follow whatever orders that either of the Kagari women gave.  Of course, that might not be necessary given the towering height both Ayaka and Kazane had at their disposal.  One good look at either of them and the vast majority of people would probably stare in awe and intimidation, being in the presence of such big women with stunning figures (especially in the breast department).  And their bodies emanated not just sex appeal with curves in all the right places, but also raw power, given how fit the two of them kept (what with Kazane’s training regimen which she put Ayaka through during her early childhood and all).

In short, both the Kagari women already conveyed both power and disarming beauty before the growth spurts, and with the growth spurts, those features became only more pronounced the larger and larger they became.

“In any case, you let me worry about that sort of thing, Honoka,” stated Kazane with a grin.  “For now, both you and Ayaka get settled in with your furnishings here at your new home.  Dinner should be ready shortly.  One of the servants will notify you when it’s time.”

“And what about the others?” asked Honoka.  “That one girl…what was her name?  Crisis-san?  Something like that…”

“You mean Tanpopo Kuraishi, I presume,” answered Kazane.

“Yeah, that’s it,” replied Honoka.

“I’ve sent some workshop witches to go fetch them.  They’ve been informed not to harm them unless they are attacked, though I’m fairly certain that Medusa’s underlings know not to cross me by now.  They’re to be notified that so long as they don’t try anything clever that no harm shall befall them.  I’d wager that out of all of them, only Kuraishi might be tempted to fight back, but if it comes to that, either Ayaka or I shall put her in her place.  Now run along, you two.  I imagine that Ayaka wants some more quality time with you.”  Kazane gave a playful little wink before heading off to take her bath.  That left the three of them standing in the halls before Ayaka took charge.

“Honoka-kun, let’s head to the bedroom and make sure everything is there,” said the 8-foot-tall dark-haired beauty.

“Um…okay then,” replied Honoka, following Ayaka’s lead.

“What about me?” asked Kasumi, feeling rather left out.

“If I may,” said one of the maids to Kasumi, “we have your room prepped and ready for you, miss.  If you’ll just follow me, I’ll show you to your quarters.”

“B-but…I want to room with Onii-chan,” moaned Kasumi in frustration.  She was about to raise objections to being in a separate bedroom from Honoka when she took one look at Ayaka and was soon after silenced.  The look on Ayaka’s face had that sense of foreboding on it, as if to say “Don’t make trouble, little girl.  I want some alone time with my man right now.”

“Oh fine,” grumbled Kasumi before turning to the maid.  “Please show me the way.”  With that, Kasumi left the pair, but not before giving a quick peck on Honoka’s cheek.  She gave a look to Ayaka, with her own face basically saying, “I’m not giving up on him, you know.  We’re love rivals, after all.”  Afterwards, Kasumi headed off to her own room, leaving Ayaka and Honoka alone together once more.

“Well then, shall we, Honoka-kun?” asked Ayaka.  The young man nodded as the two made their way towards the elevator.  Upon entering, Ayaka hit the button which took them to their designated floor.

As they waited during the elevator ride, Honoka couldn’t help but marvel at two things.  The first was how immaculate everything about the Kagari estate looked.  While Honoka could only recall so much of the building from the first time he visited the place, it certainly had all of the grandeur and splendor one would associate with a mansion, a high-class vacation home, or a five-star hotel/resort.  Much of the interior carried European-style decorum with gold-leaf trim, exquisite paintings hanging on the walls, fine sculptures on pedestals, lush carpets along the floors, chandeliers of various sizes and styles hanging from the ceilings, fine mahogany furniture spotted here and there throughout the rooms, and so on and so forth.

The other thing Honoka noted was that the ceilings in every room (including the elevator they stood in) appeared high enough to accommodate the towering Ayaka.  In the case of the elevator, Ayaka’s head appeared to be only an inch or two away from the ceiling, which was certainly surprising in and of itself.  Under normal circumstances, if they were standing in an elevator that was “only” seven feet in height, Ayaka would have had to bend substantially at either her waist, knees, or neck in order to stand within it.  Whether this was how the rooms were originally designed to be overly spacious or due to the alteration magic which Ayaka and her mother could use in order to fit into their surroundings, Honoka wasn’t sure.  That being the case, it was probably safe to say that as Ayaka and Kazane continued to grow over time that they’d be relying on said magic in order to fit into the rooms of their home…as well as any other building they’d need to enter (Tougetsu Academy or otherwise).

“Are you okay, Honoka-kun?” asked Ayaka as the elevator continued to ascend.  “You seem rather quiet.  Is something wrong?”

“Huh?” replied Honoka, being pulled out of his dazed state.  “Oh, n-no it’s nothing Ayaka-chan,” he chuckled.  “Sorry to make you worry.  Just taking it all in, that’s all.  It’s quite a bit to process.”

“What is?” asked Ayaka.

“Everything,” he continued.  “These growth spurts, moving in with you and your mother, the others moving in as well, the seals coming undone…and all of it happening so quickly to boot.  I guess it takes a little bit for me to not be overwhelmed by it all.  I still can’t help but think that your okaa-san should seal me permanently, as that would be the safe option to go with, then we need not worry about what happens if Evermillion is set free and mmph-!”

Before he could get another word in, Honoka was silenced as Ayaka knelt down and French-kissed the hell of of him, filling his mouth with her tongue and running it all throughout the cavern of his mouth, all while pressing her breasts against his chest and pressing his back against the elevator wall.  While Honoka was tempted to speak up to get Ayaka to let up on her kissing session, he soon found himself being overwhelmed by it all - her scent, the taste of her lips and tongue, the swell of her bosom, the feel of her hands running all over his body.  It was simply too much for him to resist.

After a few seconds, Honoka found himself being hoisted up as Ayaka brought her hands underneath his buttocks (giving a playful squeeze to his asscheeks) before lifting him up and pinning him against the wall, though she applied just enough pressure so as to keep him in place without hurting him or forcing the air out of his lungs.  The next sixty seconds or so simply consisted of the two making out intensely as Ayaka pressed the offensive, keeping her mouth mainly focused on Honoka’s mouth, while occasionally giving him hickeys on his neck or running her tongue rather sensually along his neck and cheeks.  For his part, Honoka could not help but instinctively grope Ayaka’s large chest now and then, feeling her G-cup breasts overflow in his palms as well as the hardening indentations that were Ayaka’s nipples starting to poke through the fabric of her dress top.

Things even got to the point where Ayaka instinctively grabbed Honoka’s arms one by one as she kissed him and guided them to her own asscheeks.  It was pretty clear that she wanted him to give her own tushie a squeeze, given how “in heat” she was at the moment.  Being lost to the throes of passion himself, Honoka did just that, which got a mix of a gasp and a moan out of Ayaka in turn.

“Ayaka-chan,” said Honoka between kisses during the makeout session, “we [kiss] really shouldn’t [kiss] be doing this [kiss] right now.”

“Why [kiss] is that [kiss], Honoka-kun [kiss]?”

“Because [kiss] what if [kiss] someone [kiss] sees us?”

“I’ll just [kiss] tell them [kiss] to go [kiss] away [kiss].”

“Now Ayaka-chan [kiss], that isn’t [kiss] exactly [kiss] a polite [kiss] thing [kiss] to do [kiss].”

“This is [kiss] my home [kiss], Honoka-kun, [kiss] so I think [kiss] I’m allowed [kiss] to do [kiss] something [kiss] like this [kiss] if I want [kiss], no matter [kiss] who [kiss] comes by [kiss] and sees [kiss].”

Eventually, the two came up for air after a particularly long, hot, and heavy French kiss lasting several seconds (Honoka didn’t bother counting, but he was pretty sure it was more than ten at a bare minimum).  Once that was finished, the elevator’s bell rang as the elevator came to a stop and the doors opened.

“Honoka-kun, just remember,” said Ayaka, “whenever I sense that you’re worried or troubled in the slightest, I’m going to use that as a reason to make you feel better, understand?  I don’t like seeing you being bothered or upset at all, so when that happens, I’m going to take whatever is bothering you off of your mind, got that?”

“I’m beyond flattered and touched, Ayaka-chan” replied Honoka, “but you can’t like kissing me that much, can you?”

A moment later, he got his answer as Ayaka knelt down, planted a large hand on his shoulder and leaned in for another French kiss on the spot, quietly moaning as she locked her mouth onto his with tremendous passion and yearning.  After breaking off, she gazed with both serious tension and heartfelt longing deep into Honoka’s own eyes.

“Honoka-kun, I’ll never get tired of kissing you, understand?  And know that I don’t plan on stopping at just kissing either.  You are mine, and I am yours, and as such I intend to give you so much joy and pleasure that you’ll forget where you are or what your own name is.”  Ayaka finished with a quick smooch on Honoka’s lips before standing upright once more.  “Now come along, Honoka-kun.  Let’s go check out the bedroom.”

“O-okay,” nodded Honoka, rather at a loss for words at that moment.

The two of them made their way into the bedroom, which sure enough looked largely the same as Honoka’s old bedroom for the most part, though it did seem to have a modified touch of grandeur to it like the rest of the mansion, generally speaking.  Honoka couldn’t help but feel just a teensy bit uncomfortable, not having lived a life of decadence like that in the Kagari household.  However, this time around he was able to hid that discomfort well enough, lest Ayaka decide to go for another round of hardcore making-out with him.

It seemed that the towering beauty would use practically any excuse to makeout with Honoka, whether the two of them were in private or not.  It made Honoka wonder…was Ayaka’s libido growing alongside her?  She did seem friskier and more forward and direct when it came to expressing her affections for the young man every time she grew in size.  Was this an effect of drawing forth from Evermillion’s power?  Or did Ayaka always carry a torch for him and was simply not waiting to act on her feelings any longer?

‘Girls can certainly be confusing,’ thought Honoka as he went through the dresser drawers, checking to see if his wardrobe was still the same.  Sure enough, his clothes, his personal items, his bedding, his stuffed penguin [yeah, he owns a stuffed penguin], pretty much all of his possessions were all there.  Though the room itself was a lot more spacious than he recalled, but that was no doubt designed to accommodate the 8-ft-tall Ayaka Kagari who now roomed with him permanently, and sure enough the ceiling would shoot up even higher as Ayaka grew, whenever her next growth spurt would arrive.

“Is everything to your liking, Honoka-kun?” asked Ayaka.  The young man simply nodded with a smile, finding everything of his to be in the room.  “I’m glad,” replied Ayaka.

“I’m still surprised that your okaa-san was able to transport our entire house and fuse it into your own home.  It’s a hard thing to process,” said Honoka.

“The benefits of being a powerful magician,” answered Ayaka.  “When you obtain a certain level of power, you’re able to do things that other people could only dream of accomplishing.  Of course, Okaa-san has had centuries of practice and experience, so something like this isn’t too hard for her to pull off.”

“C-centuries!?” asked Honoka.  “Your okaa-san is that old!?  She looks like someone in her thirties at most!”

“Another perk of having that much power, Honoka-kun,” replied Ayaka with a subtle smirk, “is that one is able to adjust their physical age greatly so that they can effectively have eternal youth.  Chronoire Schwarz is in the same league as Okaa-san, given that they’re both around the same age, hence why she looks like she’s barely in high school by her outward appearance.”  Honoka simply stared wide-eyed with his mouth slightly ajar before speaking once more.

“A-Ayaka-chan,” he said, “do you by chance know just how old your okaa-san and Chronoire-san are?”

“I’ve never asked directly, and I doubt that I’d get a direct answer on that topic,” replied Ayaka.  “After all, one of the few things older women normally don’t like talking about is their age, Honoka-kun.”

‘Centuries old,'' thought Honoka in disbelief.  ‘I suppose if they’re able to live far beyond the normal human lifespan, then performing the types of magic they wield isn’t that farfetched a concept in comparison.  Still, Ayaka’s okaa-san looks ravishingly beautiful, like she could pass for Ayaka’s onee-chan.’  While Honoka was reluctant to admit it, Kazane was just as beautiful in her overall appearance as was Ayaka.  Like Ayaka, she carried herself with a sense of great power and an air of maturity (if perhaps a bit temperamental on occasion when Ayaka did something that got on Kazane’s nerves and she had to use magic to clean up Ayaka’s mess).  But aside from that, the two of them had great height, generous bosoms, nice figures, pretty faces, strong physiques, fierce raw strength, colossal reserves of magical power, and an innate sense of elegance that was as bewitchingly charming as it was frighteningly sexy.

‘I guess in a sense, it’s little wonder that my okaa-san fell for Ayaka’s okaa-san when they met back in the day,’ thought Honoka in quiet reflection.

“Everything to your liking then, Honoka-kun?” asked Ayaka.  “Anything missing or out of place?”

“No, it’s perfectly fine,” replied Honoka.  Deciding to change the subject, Honoka spoke once more.  “So…what say we go over today’s homework then?  We have some time before dinner, I’m guessing, so we might as well get it out of the way.”

“I suppose,” said Ayaka.  While she seemed agreeable with the suggestion, Honoka had the nagging feeling that she would rather pick him up bridal-style and continue what happened in the elevator on the massive bed that occupied the bedroom, which Honoka had to admit looked temptingly comfortable right about now.  Of course, knowing Ayaka, she’d most likely want to do a whole lot more than just kissing and caressing, depending on how hot and heavy things might end up getting…

And for someone like Ayaka Kagari, who was known by her moniker of the “Hono no Majo” [“flame witch” in Japanese], the idea of things getting hot and heavy was by no means a farfetched notion.

Fortunately, Ayaka’s libido seemed to be in check for the time being.  The two of them got settled, pulling out their textbooks, practice quizzes, and all other assortments of school-related materials and spent the next hour or so going over class material from one subject to the next.  Lucky for them, there wasn’t too much homework that was due the next day, mainly just basic review exercises, whether it was in math, science, history, or literature.

Things proceeded generally smoothly during the study session…except for the times where Honoka swore that Ayaka was playfully teasing him with her body while they studied and reviewed the material.  Every so often, whenever Honoka seemed stuck on a problem or a question he couldn’t quite solve, Ayaka would lean in and press against either his back or his shoulder, making sure to press her generous bosom firmly against him in the process.

“So you see, Honoka-kun,” Ayaka would say as she pressed those G-cup mounds against him, “once you isolate for X using this formula, then finding Y becomes easy, understand?”  Ayaka spoke with such clarity, no doubt being able to solve these problems with the greatest of ease.  It made Honoka rather embarrassed in the process, feeling like he was an anchor compared to Ayaka, given how naturally gifted she was in academics (as well as sports, fighting, magic, charm, sex appeal, and many other areas to boot…a reminder of why she carried the title of Tougetsu Academy’s “Hime-sama”).

“I…um…see,” replied a blushing Honoka, trying his damndest to focus, despite the wonderful sensation of Ayaka’s chest pressed against him along with her heavenly aroma invading his nose as she leaned against him while hovering over him (a reminder of her larger size, being 8 feet tall compared to his 5’4’’ stature).

“Then show me,” said Ayaka.  “Go over it again slowly.  Take your time.  If you’ve hit a roadblock or there is something you don’t understand, just ask me.”  The way she talked was so endearingly sweet, like that of a loving onee-chan who doted on her younger sibling.  Of course, in Ayaka’s case, she perceived Honoka as a lover to protect, smother, and spoil with affection and not simply some little brother to look after.

“Umm…okay then,” replied Honoka, somewhat at a loss for words.  He continued with his schoolwork, trying intently to focus on the math problems in front of him on the review sheet, trying more so to keep his mind distracted from something other than the feel of Ayaka’s body pressed against his as well as her wonderful feminine aroma wafting all around him.  He was actually starting to succeed in the intended distraction…when suddenly he found himself being lifted up by his armpits once more.

“Ayaka-chan, what are you doing?” asked Honoka, somewhat alarmed by the suddenness of the act.

“Giving you a more comfortable seat, Honoka-kun,” she answered.  Seconds later, Honoka Takamiya was effectively seated within Ayaka Kagari’s lap with her bosom pressed firmly against his neck and upper back while her arms were snugly secured around his torso.

“This really isn’t necessary,” said a flustered Honoka, who was spotting both a deep blush on his face and a growing tension in his loins.

“It’s not a matter of necessity, Darling,” replied Ayaka with a rather sultry whisper into Honoka’s ear.  “I want to do this, because I want to make you happy, Honoka-kun.”

Between hearing the name “Darling,” and the seductive whisper in Ayaka’s voice, Honoka found his heartbeat picking up in both its pacing and in its intensity.  And he knew that Ayaka knew this because she ran one of her long, feminine fingers along his chest very, very slowly, until her hand came to rest directly over his heart.

“I can feel your heart beating like crazy, Honoka-kun,” whispered Ayaka, “which leads me to believe that you’re enjoying this right now…and that makes me very, very happy.”  She then took her other hand and ran it down directly towards Honoka’s groin…until it landed on a very, very firm appendage.  “Well now,” began Ayaka once more, “what do we have here?”

“L-listen, Ayaka-chan,” began Honoka once more, “I think that we’re taking this a little too far and too quickly.  This kind of thing shouldn’t be rushed, so what say we just take a deep breath and maybe go see if dinner is ready, eh?  We have been studying for a while now, so chances are good that mmph-!”

Honoka was unable to get another word in, due to Ayaka slipping one arm underneath his upper back, her other arm underneath his knees, lifting him up “bridal style” and proceeding to deeply kiss him once more while making her way over to the bed.  Gently laying him down on it, she proceeded to climb over it and resting on hands and knees over Honoka, forming a massive canopy over the young man.

“No more studying,” said Ayaka with a glazed-over look in her eyes and a mild blush on her cheeks.  “We have more important matters to tend to.”

‘Oh boy,’ thought Honoka.  ‘She’s basically in heat right now.  I don’t know if I can reason with her.  Is this because of Evermillion?  Or is it just Ayaka’s own desires?  I can’t tell which it is, if it even really matters either way.  In either case, I don’t know if I can make Ayaka calm down and keep from acting on instinct.’

“You seem confused, Darling,” said Ayaka, “like you’re wondering whether I’m in control of my own desires, right?”  Honoka’s eyes widened abruptly in response.  “Rest assured, my darling Honoka-kun, I’m fully in control.  I just…I don’t want to wait anymore, understand?  I want to make your mine, and in turn I want you to make me yours…and I want to do that because…because I…”  The blush on Ayaka’s cheeks became more pronounced as she gazed longingly into Honoka’s eyes.  While the fire of lust was roaring within Ayaka’s being, the flames of genuine love were burning just as strongly.  It was as if both love and lust had merged together into one entity within Ayaka Kagari’s very being and were growing in intensity as Ayaka grew in size.

“Ayaka-chan,” replied Honoka at little more than a whisper, his breathing becoming heavier and more pronounced as his heartbeat picked up.  Both breathing and heartbeat were mirrored within Ayaka’s own being, being just as pronounced and intense as those of the young man currently underneath her and at her mercy.

Before things proceeded going down the proverbial rabbit hole between the two hormonally-driven teens, there was a knock at the door before being cracked open.

“Pardon the intrusion, milady,” said one of the maids, “but dinner is ready and everyone is expecting you two in the dining room.”

Though it was subdued and subtle, Honoka could tell that Ayaka was growling on the inside at having the moment ended prematurely now that the chemistry and mood had been dampened.

“Very well,” replied Ayaka in her trademarked cool monotone voice.  “We’ll be down in a few minutes.”

“Very good then, milady,” replied the maid before closing the door and leaving.

Ayaka then got up off the bed before putting the review materials away.  Honoka followed off the bed shortly afterwards, noting how much higher it was off the ground now in order to support the larger Ayaka no doubt.

“Sorry about the mood being killed like that,” said Honoka, sensing that Ayaka was fuming on the inside of having the romantic mood end the way it did.  She then simply turned to him, bent down and French kissed him for a good ten seconds or more before vocalizing a response.

“Don’t apologize for things that aren’t your fault, Honoka-kun,” she said firmly yet also endearingly.  “Things just didn’t work out as I hoped for tonight.  I’ll have to get a “DO NOT DISTURB” sign for the door next time.  No matter, we’ll pick up from where we left off soon enough.  Now let’s get going and have dinner.”

“Okay then,” replied Honoka, recovering from the latest kiss.

And with that, the two of them vacated the bedroom and made for the elevator once more.  After hitting the button, the elevator closed behind them and the elevator made its descent to the dining room, where everyone else was waiting for the two lovebirds to arrive.