Flap flap!
— Quack! (I want to go home!)
Bestia’s New Year’s wish was to be top of the academy again this year.
Not to suddenly turn into a duck and be kidnapped to the imperial palace.
“How cute. Are you trying to be adorable?”
— Quack! Quaaack! (No! I’m not!)
The previous emperor was a tyrant who carried out a policy of exterminating human-animal shapeshifters!
His son, that red-haired emperor, is…
“Duckie, soon a golden duck statue modeled after you will be placed in the imperial palace. I’ve ordered it to be put on top of the fountain.”
— Quack! (You bastard!)
Bestia stomped on Caenian’s palm with her yellow webbed feet.
— Quaaack! (I’ll escape within two days!)
As she firmly grasped the tip of her wing and made a resolution, his handsome face caught her eye.
Is it just her imagination that she feels like they’re going to be deeply entangled somehow?
