When she entered, Ch'en seemed to glimpse a shadow, but she did not pay it much mind or see clearly what it was. After all, it was not particularly strange for something to appear in the Shrine.
That was probably one of the Shrine's and Yae Sakura's charms.
Ch'en nodded. She would keep an eye out before leaving. If she saw a cat, she would bring it home.
"It's just..."
Ch'en looked troubled. "I already have a Hiyumaru at home. If I add another cat..."
"Not enough money?"
"Not really. The Lungmen Guard Department pays quite generously. It's just that the assigned dormitory is a little small. I'm afraid they'll fight. Hiyumaru has a loud voice, and I'm worried it'll get bullied if they get into a fight."
So Ch'en saw Hiyumaru as that much of a weakling?
Hoshino was at a loss for words.
She was, after all, the remnant body of the previous era's Herrscher of Corruption. Though most of her power had already dispersed, some of a Herrscher's majesty remained—like a king who had died, yet whose skeleton still stood imposing in magnificent armor. She had to be somewhat useful.
This Honkai beast, Stan, was only about as strong as a Sarkaz. Compared to Hiyumaru, it was still overestimating itself.
Hoshino shook her head.
"If it really won't work, give Hiyumaru back to me."
Ch'en shook her head with great determination. Returning part of her teacher's body or spirit was simply more painful than killing her. Thus, Hoshino received a rejection card from Ch'en for the rarest of occasions.
"Fine. If you want to keep both... dragons really are greedy."
Hoshino shook her head and sighed. Her words made Ch'en feel justified again. Though she said nothing on the surface, the motion of her combing clearly stopped