The farther they traveled, the lower the trees became.

Towering forests gradually gave way to rolling hills covered with waist-high shrubs and colorful berry bushes. The morning dew clung to every leaf, sparkling beneath the golden sunlight like tiny crystals.

Lukan walked ahead, carrying both of their beast-skin blankets with effortless ease.

Sora followed behind him with bright, curious eyes, looking left and right every few steps.

"Ooh..."

"So pretty..."

Every few seconds she would stop to inspect another unfamiliar plant.

Lukan slowed his pace.

He had intended to teach her which wild fruits were edible and which were poisonous.

Instead...

The lesson had somehow become the opposite.

"No."

Sora pointed at a bush with purple berries.

"Those cause stomach cramps."

She pointed at another.

"Those taste sweet but make your tongue blue."

Then another.

"And those..."

She shook her head dramatically.

"...make you spend the entire afternoon regretting every life decision you’ve ever made."

Lukan blinked.

"...You’ve eaten them before?"

Sora coughed.

"Purely for scientific research."

"..."

"I was hungry."

"..."

"Very hungry."

Lukan silently decided that if Kaelira ever confidently announced something was edible, he would believe her immediately.

She apparently possessed years of... unfortunate experience.

Then—

Sora suddenly froze.

Her eyes widened.

"No way..."

Her voice trembled with excitement.

"Wild raspberries!"

She practically squealed.

Without another word, she sprinted toward the bright red berry bushes like an overexcited child who had just spotted free dessert.

"They’re everywhere!"

She laughed happily.

"I haven’t seen these in years!"

Back during the apocalypse, fresh fruit had been rarer than honest politicians.

The only raspberry she’d ever eaten had been when she was still a little girl.

She still remembered its sweet-tart flavor.

Finding them growing wildly here...

It felt almost unreal.

She happily reached toward the plumpest berry.

Just as her fingertips were about to touch it—

A slender white hand reached in from nowhere.

Pluck.

The raspberry disappeared.

"..."

Sora blinked.

"...Huh?"

She looked up.

Standing before her was an exceptionally beautiful young woman dressed in a luxurious red feather skirt.

Her almond-shaped eyes tilted upward proudly.

Her posture practically screamed:

"I’m prettier than you and I know it."

Sora looked at the missing raspberry.

Then at the woman.

Then back at the empty branch.

"...Okay."

Maybe it had been an accident.

There were hundreds of raspberries here.

She wasn’t going to fight over one tiny berry.

She simply shrugged and walked to another bush.

This one had even bigger berries.

Perfect.

She smiled happily and reached forward.

Pluck.

The exact same white hand stole those too.

"..."

Silence.

Very dangerous silence.

Sora slowly turned around.

The beautiful woman smiled smugly while tossing the raspberry into her basket.

Now that...

That had definitely been intentional.

Sora folded her arms.

"So..."

She smiled politely.

"Are you blind?"

The woman frowned.

"What?"

Sora gestured toward the endless sea of raspberry bushes surrounding them.

"There are approximately ten thousand raspberries growing around us."

"So why are you stealing the exact ones I’m reaching for?"

The woman’s expression immediately became arrogant.

She lifted her chin.

"I simply don’t like you."

"Oh."

Sora nodded.

"Thank you for your honesty."

The woman slowly looked Sora up and down.

Her gaze lingered on Sora’s feather dress before stopping at her face.

"What a pity."

"Your clothes are beautiful."

"But your face completely ruins them."

The insult landed with all the subtlety of a flying brick.

Several nearby females quietly gasped.

How direct.

How rude.

How entertaining.

Sora wasn’t angry.

She had already survived the apocalypse.

People had threatened to eat each other.

Compared to that...

A little verbal sparring was practically a tea party.

She smiled sweetly.

"Really?"

"Thank you."

The beautiful woman frowned.

"I wasn’t complimenting you."

"I know."

Sora nodded sincerely.

"But since we’re exchanging fashion opinions..."

She looked the woman up and down.

"My turn."

The woman crossed her arms confidently.

"Go ahead."

Sora tilted her head.

"That feather skirt..."

"...makes you look like an angry chicken."

"..."

"..."

"..."

The surrounding crowd fell completely silent.

Even Lukan looked away for a second.

He wasn’t laughing.

Absolutely not.

His shoulders definitely weren’t shaking.

The woman’s eyes nearly popped out of her head.

"...A WHAT?"

"An angry chicken."

Sora thoughtfully examined the bright red feathers again.

"Actually..."

"Maybe an expensive chicken."

The woman exploded.

"You ugly fat female!"

She raised her hand, her long nails aimed directly at Sora’s face.

"I’ll scratch your mouth shut!"

Sora calmly rolled up her sleeves.

"Oh?"

"You want to fight?"

"I’ve dealt with zombies bigger than—"

She immediately stopped herself.

"...Than..."

"...goats."

Smooth.

Very smooth.

The furious woman lunged.

Before she could reach Sora—

Another hand intercepted her wrist.

A warm honey-colored hand.

"Enough."

A calm female voice drifted through the clearing.

"It will soon be time to head for Sky God Mountain."

"If you start fighting now, everyone will be delayed."

The woman jerked her arm free.

"This has nothing to do with you!"

She spun around angrily.

Then...

She froze.

Standing beside Sora...

Was Lukan.

His white fur clothing fluttered gently in the breeze.

His silver hair glowed beneath the morning sun.

His calm smile was warm enough to melt ice.

For several seconds...

The woman completely forgot how to breathe.

"..."

"..."

"...Who are you?"

Her voice instantly softened by about ninety percent.

Gone was the angry chicken.

Now she sounded like an embarrassed sparrow.

Lukan smiled politely.

"I’m her beast husband."

He naturally took Sora’s hand.

"Come."

"We’re leaving."

Without another glance...

The two walked away together.

The woman stood rooted to the spot.

Watching his tall figure disappear.

"..."

"What..."

"...a waste."

Someone that handsome...

Had actually chosen that chubby girl?

The heavens clearly needed glasses.

"Tisha!"

A tiger-eared beastman hurried over.

"I saw you raise your hand."

"Why didn’t you call me?"

Tisha snapped back to reality.

"Oh."

"It’s nothing."

The tiger man smiled warmly.

"I’ve already picked your thorn fruits."

"I even washed them."

He proudly presented several carefully cleaned fruits wrapped in large green leaves.

Tisha barely looked at them.

Her eyes kept searching the distant trail where Lukan had disappeared.

The tiger beastman’s smile slowly faded.

"...Tisha?"

"Hm?"

"You’ve been staring over there for quite a while."

"Oh..."

"I was just..."

"...thinking."

He stepped closer.

"Today is my turn."

He leaned in, intending to kiss her cheek.

Tisha immediately turned her head away.

His lips met empty air.

"..."

"..."

His tiger ears drooped slightly.

"Did I do something wrong?"

Back when she’d accepted him as one of her beast husbands...

She’d thought he was incredibly handsome.

She had even planned to show him off proudly during the Sky God Mountain pilgrimage.

Unfortunately...

Comparison truly was the thief of joy.

After seeing Lukan...

Her handsome tiger suddenly looked...

Ordinary.

Very ordinary.

She quickly forced a sweet smile.

Wrapping her arms around his.

"I was just tired."

"You exhausted me last night."

"I haven’t even eaten breakfast yet."

"Can a poor little female survive like this?"

Her soft whining instantly melted his heart.

He scratched the back of his neck sheepishly.

"My fault."

"You don’t have to walk."

"I’ll carry you."

Moments later...

A massive tiger appeared.

Tisha gracefully climbed onto his back.

As they continued toward Sky God Mountain...

She kept scanning the path ahead.

Searching.

Looking.

Hoping to catch another glimpse of the silver-haired wolf who had smiled so gently.

Unfortunately...

Lukan and Sora had already disappeared deep into the berry fields.

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