『…….』
『7-A: …….』
Her attendants protested in silence, but Jioh ignored them with an ahem and a cough.
Of course, it was the ultimate tonic of all tonics, so as a noona who doted terribly on her little brother, she very much wanted to. But!
‘Even if what’s inside is wild ginseng, the outside is still human, you know?’
The Collectors of the Stellar Realm, ancient beings tens of thousands of years old, enjoyed whole-roasted dragons at their banquets and made sashimi out of fairies as a delicacy.
But this wasn’t some cosmic-horror shoot. No matter how much her true form had become some feather-octopus-tree-tentacle monster, she couldn’t go and become just like those ancient freaks, could she?
‘Besides, if I told you I was going to grind up a person and feed them to you…….’
Bambi was both a timid little fawn and an old-fashioned Confucian boy. He might foam at the mouth and faint on the spot.
“One of the Collectors was Dragonkin, right?”
Might as well score some points in advance.
‘Wonder if…