March 1, morning.
Eternal Theocracy, Fifth Ring.
To celebrate Selene's birth, Iver took Lily and Selene out for a good meal.
Since it was Selene's "birthday feast," of course Selene got to choose what they ate.
But even Iver hadn't expected Selene to choose a whole roasted lamb...
"...Are you sure this is okay, Selene?"
Iver couldn't help asking.
It wasn't even fully light out yet, so eating something like this seemed rather strange. It was hard to imagine anywhere that would sell it.
Still, that wasn't really a problem. In the Theocracy, one could basically buy anything one wanted to eat.
But from another angle... Though he didn't know what connection Selene had with lambs, she genuinely had the rectangular pupils of a lamb. It sounded as bizarre as Harpies eating roast chicken or fishmen eating roast fish.
"'As strange as Harpies eating roast chicken or fishmen eating roast fish'... That's what Daddy must be thinking, right?"
Selene smilingly voiced the thoughts in Iver's heart.
Her demonic blood-red rectangular pupils exerted an oppressive force that seemed to see straight through people's hearts.
"I don't think there's anything wrong with it."
Selene sat to Iver's left, repeatedly trying to lift Iver's hand and place it on her own head. "After all, among animals... the big fish have always eaten the little fish.
"The strong eating the weak doesn't seem like a problem to me."
After Iver corrected her, Selene readily complied and quickly fixed the bug that made her call Iver "Mommy." But she soon switched to calling Iver "Daddy" instead.
Considering that part of her body really had been constructed from Iver's flesh and blood—and that it had ultimately been Iver's Shepherding Method that awakened her—there wasn't anything wrong with calling him that. People who kept pets sometimes called