Summoning a Servant

"Woof woof woof—"

Being reduced from a human to a twisted, grotesque dog undoubtedly filled Ryunosuke Uryu with both absurdity and terror. He opened his mouth, wanting to beg her to turn him back, only to realize he had lost the ability to speak normally. All that came out was a string of meaningless barks.

More importantly, he sensed that some sort of controller had been implanted in his mind, leaving him utterly incapable of even entertaining the slightest thought of resistance.

No matter what command the girl before him gave, he would carry it out without hesitation.

That invisible pressure and domination were as despairing as an ordinary ant facing an ant queen.

Could his fate from now on be to become her toy in the form of a dog?

The very thought of such an ending made Ryunosuke Uryu shudder.

"Ha ha ha ha! What a stupid dog! You still fantasize about resisting and escaping? Don't you know that the moment you were fused, your soul became the little master's property?"

The Plush Bear let out a completely undisguised, naked laugh of ridicule.

In its eyes, toys like Ryunosuke Uryu usually did not live very long.

Once the novelty wore off, Little Annie would quickly "dispose of" them.

If he was lucky, he might barely keep his life and merely be thrown somewhere to be completely forgotten.

But if he was unlucky, he might become "material" for making "new toys."

One only needed to look at the ever-changing abstract accessories and trinkets on the girl's body, all brimming with Cthulhu-esque style, to understand that.

Quite a few of them had indeed been monsters she captured directly, but even more had been created through magical distortion and fusion.

It had to be said that Little Annie's sense of aesthetics