Reason and Unreason (3)

I returned to the hideout with Avensha.

It was becoming disturbingly clear that the situation surrounding me was abnormal when even an evil witch's workshop felt this comfortable. Even so, this was my base.

I couldn't bring a filthy animal into such a comfortable home.

"Secriem. Return to your original form."

At my command, the bat hopped down and landed, then transformed into Secriem's form amid a gush of blood.

She stood there with an expressionless face.

"Oh my, you were a woman?"

Avensha tilted her head when she saw Secriem. Then she walked around Secriem, commenting as if appraising her.

"I'm jealous that you might catch Lord Grong's eye."

Objectively speaking, they were both stunning beauties. Their busts were also overwhelming. Which of them would catch my eye first...