Even if Wakako had lost more blood, even if she had been blinded, she would still recognize that hand. Miki. Even though the arrow had been traveling slowly, catching it still required all of the Saint’s strength. She gasped, barely avoiding being dragged to the ground by its weight. Upon contact, the arrow lost the force that had propelled it…
Under the deep cover of night, the elite soldiers had long since surrounded the manor on the outskirts of the city, forming an impenetrable barrier. Not even a bird could escape. Having experienced the strange events of the previous day, they were naturally wary of acting rashly. On this moonless, starless night, the forest outside the manor seemed even more…
Lady Jin, along with the servants, left the room, granting the two some privacy. In a noble household, this was highly inappropriate, but Senryu seemed entirely unbothered, standing quietly in place as if nothing was wrong. Even pregnant and in the most vulnerable stage of an Omega’s life, Miki was still a seasoned mercenary. A newly presented Alpha like Senryu,…
Wakako didn’t waste much time at the medical clinic. After showing her mercenary token, she quickly obtained the medicine. After that, she headed straight to Miki’s family estate, the residence of the Jin clan. The Jin clan were low-ranking nobles, their influence had waned considerably, and their family line was not prosperous. Of the younger generation, only Miki showed any…
At seventeen or eighteen, Wakako would blush, grow flustered, and shrink away like a mimosa, closing herself off and refusing to open up. By twenty-three, she still felt those emotions, but she had learned to bury them deep within, keeping them hidden beneath a calm exterior. The Saionji clan, where she had grown up, was renowned for its rigid rules…