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Lynn looked down at the voluptuous woman before him, analyzing her carefully from his elevated position.
Takagi Yuriko lowered her head, allowing him to examine her freely.
From what Busujima Saeko had told her on the way here, she understood that this man was the highest authority in this place.
More importantly, she now knew that her daughter was alive and well here. The news filled her with immense relief and gratitude toward the man who had taken Saya in.
With that gratitude in mind, even if Lynn were to offend her deeply, she wouldn't hold any resentment.
At the same time, she hadn't forgotten the incredible sword strike Saeko unleashed when she rescued her.
A single slash had cut through the densely packed Zombies, beheading them all in an instant, like a row of dominoes falling in perfect sequence.
Seeing it with her own eyes, Yuriko immediately recognized it as an extraordinary, supernatural power! And yet, despite Saeko's immense strength, she still revered this man as her master, without the slightest hesitation.
She didn't fully understand why—perhaps due to her limited knowledge—but there had to be a deeper logic behind it.
One thing, however, was clear: in this place, Lynn's word was absolute.
So, all she needed to do was lower her head and obey. More than that—she wanted to prove her value, to show that she could be useful.
She understood that living here without contributing anything wasn't an option.
Unlike some who might take their daughter's presence as a guarantee of shelter, Yuriko didn't think that way.
Still, the hardships of the past few days, coupled with the prolonged uncertainty about Saya's fate, had drained her completely.
She was exhausted, barely holding herself together. Noting her fatigue, Lynn didn't say much. He simply gave an order: "Saya, take your mother to rest."
"Thank you, Master!"
Takagi Saya shot Lynn a grateful look, her eyes slightly red, before leading Yuriko to her room.
"Did you just call him… Master?" Yuriko gave her daughter a curious glance.
She had no idea what Saya had been through during her time here, but she could tell—She had changed. A lot.
And that title…
Calling someone 'Master' like that—it was unexpected, bold even.
But Yuriko could see that Saya said it willingly, with no reluctance at all.
Before she could ask further, exhaustion overtook her, and she collapsed onto the bed, sinking into a deep sleep.
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Living Room
Miyamoto Rei watched the emotional reunion between Saya and Yuriko, her eyes glistening with unshed tears.
She couldn't help but wonder—Was her mother still alive?
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Lynn's Bedroom
Lynn updated Saeko's blessing.
He frowned slightly. "Your progress has barely increased."
Saeko checked the blessing details on her hand, falling silent for a moment.
"Looks like those zombies aren't giving me any worthwhile experience anymore." She sighed lightly.
At this point, cutting down the zombies was even easier than slicing fruit.
Of course, they wouldn't be much help for her growth.
Lynn thought for a moment before suggesting, "In that case, I'll take you to my world to grind some experience when we get the chance."
The efficiency might not be as high, but at least she'd gain something.
Saeko's eyes lit up with excitement. "Your world… I'm really looking forward to it."
After that, Saeko reported on the progress of exploration in the surrounding areas.
And then…They indulged in their favorite pastime. And as always the sounds were so loud.
Utaha, eavesdropping from outside, blushed as she listened in. Her face burned red, but her determination only grew stronger.
She decided.... Tomorrow—
Tomorrow, she would definitely talk to Saeko.
Tomorrow, she would absolutely make sure she ended up in Lynn's bed!
...
Takagi Yuriko was jolted awake by a series of high-pitched, rhythmic cries.
She turned her head slightly—her daughter's face came into view. But it wasn't the peaceful, sleeping expression she had imagined.
Instead, Saya's cheeks were flushed, her breath uneven, her eyes hazy and unfocused.
Yuriko blinked in surprise, then slowly lowered her gaze—Her pupils shrank in an instant.
Almost as if sensing her mother's gaze, Saya turned her head—And locked eyes with Yuriko's complex, unreadable expression.
Saya instantly froze.
Her face turned beet red in a split second.
She suddenly sat up, flailing her hands in the air, desperately trying to explain herself—but quickly gave up.
There was no way to explain this!
Seeing her daughter's embarrassment, Yuriko simply smiled, reached out, and gently ruffled her hair. With a sigh, she said, "Saya, you've really grown up."
Saya felt like she wanted to disappear on the spot.
Sensing her daughter's distress, Yuriko quickly changed the subject. "Saya, tell me more about this place."
She had only just arrived, and while she acknowledged Lynn as the master of this place, she still felt uneasy.
Grateful for the distraction, Saya immediately began recounting her experiences over the past few days.
However, amidst their conversation, the background noises from the other room continued—high-pitched and unrestrained. A hint of awkwardness lingered between the mother and daughter.
"I see," Yuriko finally said after a long pause.
The master of this place was actually a Devil. And every woman here was his follower.
Even her own daughter was no exception.
It didn't take long for her to accept this reality.
After all, she had personally witnessed Saeko's extraordinary power.
With something so supernatural right in front of her, how could she not believe?
As for her daughter becoming someone else's possession…She didn't feel any anger or sorrow about it.
In an apocalypse, simply surviving was already a miracle.
Not to mention, Saya wasn't just surviving—she was thriving!
She had food, shelter, and even gained supernatural strength!
What was there to be upset about?
If anything, she was grateful!
The only thing that slightly bothered her was—why had Saya taken so long to become Lynn's follower? Hadn't she fallen behind the others?
If it had been her, she would have clung to him from day one.
She gently stroked Saya's hair.
Saya was still just a child. She probably didn't fully grasp the advantages she had.
She also didn't understand how lucky she was to have encountered someone like Lynn in the middle of an apocalypse.
Thinking about it, Yuriko felt that for Saya to have come this far was already impressive.
"Saya, you've really grown up," she sighed again.
But just saying this wasn't enough. Saya was already far behind the others.
Whether it was Lynn's affection—or anything else.
And in a domain filled with Devils, how could she ensure her worth?
Yuriko's expression gradually became firm.
"Saya, your mother will help you."
"Huh?"
Saya was caught off guard, unsure of what her mother meant.
But Yuriko only smiled, saying nothing more.
She was still an untouched woman, after all. She and Saya weren't related by blood.
Perhaps Saya had already noticed that.
She had never had a father, and even their hair color and facial features didn't resemble each other in the slightest.
Well—except for their figures.
Yuriko was well aware of the truth.
There wasn't much she could contribute in this place.
Her only value… was her body.
She felt fortunate that, because she had adopted Saya, she had never been with a man before.
Otherwise, her worth would have been greatly diminished.
And besides—Though they weren't related by blood, she was still Saya's rightful mother.
If she and Saya worked together, wouldn't the effect be even better? A mother and daughter?
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The Next Morning
At dawn, Utaha pulled Saeko into a corner.
Fidgeting awkwardly, she whispered, "Saeko, tonight… can I ask you for a favor…?"
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PS: Drop some stones for me pls