The Veteran Courtesan as the Third-Party Interloper

"Forget it. Kids shouldn't watch this stuff. Come work out with me."

The moment the atmosphere froze, the tough tiger girl, utterly unaware of the awkward silence, assumed the air of a big sister. She raised a hand and patted Little Attila, who stood beside her blankly staring at the sea without expression or words, then tried to pull the little girl toward the training room.

"No! She stays. Inspiration just struck me, and I came up with another new song. We already agreed she'd stay to help me adjust the lighting and serve as an audience, so she can enjoy my voice, which rivals Apollo's."

Seeing her sole loyal listener, whose resistance was maxed out and who was immune to every poison, about to be lured away, Nero immediately stopped bickering with his mortal enemy Tamamo no Mae. He grabbed Little Attila's other hand, trying to reclaim control.

"Stop, stop, stop! All of you, let go! Leave her to me. Don't lead a child astray!"

Seeing an innocent little lamb about to embark on two crooked roads of no return, the Fox Spirit—who harbored a certain obsession with women becoming good wives and mothers—could no longer endure it. She yanked Little Attila from the claws of a certain tough tiger girl and a certain soul singer, then shielded her behind herself.

After several rounds of arguing, Nero and Penthesilea finally sullenly backed down only when Tamamo no Mae invoked her status as temporary guardian and made it clear that she was prepared to report their misdeeds at any time.

Samael, you heartless bastard! You dumped a whole pile of troublesome brats on me. You're bullying this fox far too much!

Having finally subdued the two disasters, Tamamo no Mae was exhausted as well. She rushed to the side of