Fat and Ugly Villainess Wins Back Her Five Beast Husband

Sora’s pupils contracted.

Without hesitation, she secretly activated her fire ability.

A nearly invisible stream of warmth flowed into the torch.

Instantly...

The wavering flame steadied.

Instead of dying...

It suddenly burned even brighter than before.

The fire danced proudly beneath the mountain wind.

No one noticed the subtle assistance except one person.

Standing nearby, the High Priest’s calm eyes flashed briefly with surprise.

His gaze lingered on Sora for only a heartbeat before returning to normal.

He slowly nodded.

"The Holy Fire..."

"...has been successfully received."

"You may now share the sacred flame."

Sora respectfully lowered her head.

"Yes."

She carefully lowered her torch.

Immediately, representatives from every tribe surrounded her, extending their own torches one after another.

The sacred fire passed from flame to flame.

When Tisha’s turn arrived, she hurried forward clutching her torch tightly.

The moment it ignited, she let out a long sigh before patting her chest dramatically.

"You scared me to death just now, Kaelira."

"I almost thought the Holy Fire wasn’t going to light."

Sora smiled helplessly.

"I thought so too."

Tisha lowered her voice.

"If someone failed to receive the Holy Fire..."

"They would be considered abandoned by the Sky God."

"If word spread throughout the Beast World..."

She shivered.

"Life would become miserable."

Sora understood immediately.

No wonder everyone had looked so tense.

Fortunately...

Her fire ability had quietly saved the situation.

Soon every tribe had successfully received its sacred flame.

The Fire Sharing Ceremony officially came to an end.

As everyone prepared to leave, Tisha reluctantly hugged Sora once more.

"Kaelira..."

"You must come visit me."

"I’ll give you the biggest room in my home."

She paused before adding enthusiastically,

"And my brother too."

Sora couldn’t help laughing.

She was still trying to introduce that poor, unsuspecting brother.

"I’ll visit when I have time."

She smiled.

"I promise."

Only then did Tisha reluctantly leave, looking back every few steps before finally disappearing with her tribe.

Unlike everyone else, Sora didn’t hurry down the mountain.

Instead, she and Lukan carefully dug up several young tea trees.

She also harvested a large bundle of fresh tea leaves.

"If we transplant these successfully..."

She smiled happily.

"I’ll have fresh tea whenever I want."

"And that means unlimited milk tea."

Lukan chuckled quietly.

"As long as you’re happy."

Protecting the sacred flame carefully, the two began their journey home.

Thanks to Sora’s fire ability, maintaining the torch’s flame was effortless.

By the time they finally returned to the tribe...

Night had already fallen.

Neither of them wished to disturb the others.

After quietly exchanging goodnight wishes, they each returned to their own rooms.

Sora stretched tiredly.

Today’s ceremony had exhausted her completely.

She carefully placed the sacred fire into the tribe’s prepared fire pit before returning to her room.

Finally...

She could rest.

She loosened the ties of her clothes and reached for a clean animal-skin robe.

Just then...

She felt something watching her.

Sora turned toward the bed.

In the darkness...

A pair of faint glowing eyes stared directly back at her.

She froze.

"...Who’s there?"

Before the figure could answer—

Creak.

The window suddenly slid open.

A handsome beastman climbed effortlessly inside.

"You are not allowed to sleep with him."

"There is also me."

"You can’t choose only the others."

"Choosing me is the correct decision."

Before Sora could even react—

Another figure suddenly dropped silently from the wooden roof beam above.

Landing gracefully in the center of the room.

Sora stared at the three beastmen now occupying her tiny room.

One on the bed.

One by the window.

One standing directly before her.

She slowly pressed a hand against her forehead.

A familiar headache began forming.

"..."

It seemed...

She wasn’t going to have a peaceful night after all.

* * * * *

The newly relocated house had excellent lighting. Even in the middle of the night, silver moonlight filtered through the windows, spilling across the stone floor in soft ribbons. There was no need to light the corner fire.

Sora had planned to quietly change into a clean set of clothes and collapse into bed after the exhausting journey back from Divine Mountain. She hadn’t expected her peaceful night to be ruined the moment she stepped inside.

Three pairs of glowing eyes stared at her from different corners of the room.

For a brief second, her instincts from the apocalypse surged to the surface.

If this had been her old world, she would have assumed a pack of zombies had broken into her house.

Instead...

They were three ridiculously handsome beastmen.

Ace leaned lazily against the wall, his dark amber eyes burning like banked embers.

Lucas stood beside the bed with his arms folded, his handsome face unusually serious.

Damien perched atop one of the wooden roof beams as though he were merely watching a show, his silver eyes reflecting the moonlight.

Sora rubbed the center of her forehead.

"...Would someone care to explain why all three of you are in my bedroom instead of sleeping?"

Her voice was calm.

Perhaps too calm.

Months of surviving the apocalypse had strengthened her nerves to an absurd degree. Another female might have screamed at finding three men inside her room late at night.

She merely felt tired.

Very, very tired.

The room fell into an awkward silence.

The three beastmen exchanged glances but none of them spoke first.

The truth was...their reasons were embarrassing.

Ever since Sora had left for Divine Mountain with Lukan, the entire tribe’s meals had returned to their former state.

Roasted meat.

Boiled meat.

Slightly burnt meat.

Sometimes raw meat.

At first, Lucas and Ace had thought nothing of it.

But after becoming accustomed to Sora’s cooking...

Everything else tasted unbearable.

The roasted beasts that once seemed delicious now felt dry and tough.

The fish carried an unpleasant muddy smell.

The soup had no flavor.

Even the fruits somehow seemed less sweet.

Their stomachs had been spoiled beyond repair.

They had secretly attempted to recreate Sora’s recipes.

Lucas had carefully copied every step he remembered.

Ace had relied on instinct.

The final products...

Could only be described as disasters.

Lucas’s mushrooms were burnt black.

Ace somehow managed to overcook eggs until they resembled stones.

Neither of them dared admit their failures aloud.

Instead...

They found themselves unconsciously wandering near Sora’s room whenever they missed her cooking.

Sometimes they merely stood outside.

Sometimes they rested there for a while.

Her scent lingering in the room somehow made them feel strangely at ease.

Tonight, however, was different.

Martin had informed them that Sora would finally be returning with the Sacred Fire.

Neither wished to miss the opportunity to see her.

Damien had arrived first, intending to surprise her.

Ace slipped in shortly afterward.

Lucas...

Well...

Lucas had honestly only wanted to watch the excitement.

He had noticed the other two sneaking toward Sora’s room and found the situation amusing enough to follow.

None of them had expected to meet one another.

The awkward silence continued.

Seeing that nobody intended to explain themselves, Sora sighed.

"If nothing important is happening..."

She covered another yawn.

"...then all of you should go back."

"I’m exhausted."

Without waiting for a response, she pulled the thick fur blanket toward herself.

Before she could lie down—

Ace suddenly stepped forward.

His deep bronze eyes locked onto hers with unusual intensity.

"I’m not leaving."

His normally cold voice carried unmistakable determination.

"I’m sleeping here tonight."

The room instantly became quiet.

Lucas’s expression darkened.

Damien nearly slipped from the beam.

Neither of them had expected Ace to be so direct.

"So that’s your plan?"

Lucas narrowed his eyes.

"In that case..."

His figure blurred.

With a flash of teleportation, he appeared beside the bed, standing directly opposite Ace.

"I’ll stay too."

His gaze softened when it landed on Sora.

"Kaelira..."

"I don’t dislike you anymore."

"I want to stay."

Sora blinked.

"...Huh?"

Before she could digest Lucas’s confession—

Another shadow descended from above.

Damien landed lightly on the floor.

He looked at Sora with bright silver eyes.

"Then I want to stay too."

His lips curved into a playful smile.

"It wouldn’t be fair if only the two of them stayed."

Sora stared blankly.

Her sleepiness disappeared for exactly three seconds.

Then...

Confusion replaced it.

What...

...was happening?

These three handsome beastmen...

Were arguing over who got to sleep in her room?

Had she worked herself so hard climbing Divine Mountain that she had finally started hallucinating?

She pinched her own cheek.

It hurt.

She rubbed her eyes.

The three figures remained exactly where they stood.

No...

They were real.

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