"Thank you Master. That was a wonderful introduction that warms your waifu's heart!" Tamamo chirped, winking playfully towards her Master before turning to address his other servant. "Indeed, I am Tamamo-no-Mae. The legends were largely fabricated as you can tell having met me. You will forever endeavor to find a love as pure as mine for my Master and fail miserably, though you may perhaps be a close second..." She raised a hand to her chin in contemplation. "Now if you would like to discuss my abilities, they are as straight forward as I am!" 

With a thought and a flick of her wrist her reflector appeared, circling her lazily, and a spell tag was in hand. "My reflector is my Noble Phantasm, the Eightfold Blessing of Amaterasu, functions as a reliable weapon and when invoked removes all prana restrictions for the duration of its use. I also favor making these paper beauties through my Witchcraft, and could pump them full of prana like a pseudo broken phantasm if I get the time. I have a few more tricks, but they aren’t skills I’m comfortable with using given my…history.”

Refusing to let her past bring about a somber moment she dismissed her armaments and pumped some extra cheer into her voice. “Oh, and I like the plan Seyrun proposed. Master is wise to keep our floating love nest, but I think you two should definitely go to skill. You haven’t experienced high school if you haven’t done it in Japan!”

[i]And while you are there you can prove your academic superiority to your other servant! Once she accepts it she will truly open up her heart to you…after I’ve thoroughly vetted her of course. [/i] Tamamo licked her lips, looking anywhere but the two young magi. [i]And I’m sure you can handle having all the high school trollops throwing themselves at you. [/i]

Maybe she would get a job while they have their slice of life shenanigans? There should be plenty of places hiring a cute, foxy young woman who lives to serve like herself in Fuyuki.