"Time's up..."
As the Bronze Dragon's phantom shattered, Diya, who was in Ash's arms, had no choice but to roll back from Witch mode into Liss's form. But her eyes darted, and she kept clinging to Ash, rubbing against him. "Dad, I missed you so much!"
Ash gave her head a heavy rap, and only then did Diya reluctantly get off him, wondering how on earth Ash had recognized her when she had clearly imitated Liss so well.
Next time, she would try switching in halfway through Liss acting spoiled. Then, when Ash recognized her and wanted to hit her, she would switch back to Liss and see if she could completely scramble Ash's perception.
Originally, Diya had wanted to draw a clear line between herself and Liss, but she could not bear to give up Ash's affection for Liss. After thinking it over, she felt that rather than looking for problems in herself, she might as well blame Ash for why he could not dote on her as a daughter, and correct Ash's kink from the source. That way, not only could she satisfy her own needs, but after being trained, Ash naturally would not be able to find satisfaction from other women, and could only peacefully become a loyal subject beneath the Empress's skirt.
But now, she could only watch in a huff as Ash and Sonia whispered and cuddled together. She turned and blinked at Vesir, signaling, Hurry up and think of something!
Vesir spread her hands to show that she was only a phantom and truly lacked the ability, but she did have a method.
She sat upright beside Ash. Her Phantom Hand silently passed through his clothes and moved all the way down along Ash's neck, his chest, his abdomen, and then... Ash pressed his