Gomorrah, You're Mine

Yuan Shikai carefully gathered Gomorrah into his arms. In her little-girl form, she was as light as a feather.

He could easily support her with one hand while gently stroking her back with the other, as though soothing a child.

Gomorrah was completely at ease in his warm embrace. She wrapped her arms around his neck without a care and slept soundly.

It seemed like the most natural thing in the world, like a baby sleeping in her mother's arms. Whether it had anything to do with the Queen of Beasts' authority was another question.

Yuan Shikai felt Gomorrah's soft breathing. Her hair brushed his cheek, tickling him. It would have been perfect if her horns hadn't dug into him a little.

Ishtar and Yuan Ayaka stood quietly beside him, watching. Perhaps their maternal instincts had stirred, or perhaps it was something else, but both had already begun imagining things.

At last, a gentle smile spread across Ishtar's face, while Yuan Ayaka continued studying Gomorrah with curiosity and a hint of envy.

If a passerby happened upon them, they might have mistaken them for one happy family.

Yuan Shikai looked like a loving father holding his sleeping daughter, and Ishtar looked like his wife. Whether Yuan Ayaka was taken for his sister, his sister-in-law, or a third party was up to the imagination.

Sajyou Manaka said, "Are we really sending that child back? We went to so much trouble to summon her."

Jeanne d'Arc said, "She is a Beast, after all. If we can't take her with us, she'll remain an unknown threat, even if she sleeps for a hundred years."

Sajyou Manaka said, "We've had plenty of experience handling Beasts. Maybe we could tame her completely?"

I had considered Manaka's suggestion too, but as Jeanne said, a Beast was