I Am Currently The Object Of The Emperor’s Fervent Admiration

Flap flap!

— Quack! (I want to go home!)

Bestia’s New Year’s wish was to be top of the academy again this year.

Not to suddenly turn into a duck and be kidnapped to the imperial palace.

“How cute. Are you trying to be adorable?”

— Quack! Quaaack! (No! I’m not!)

The previous emperor was a tyrant who carried out a policy of exterminating human-animal shapeshifters!

His son, that red-haired emperor, is…

“Duckie, soon a golden duck statue modeled after you will be placed in the imperial palace. I’ve ordered it to be put on top of the fountain.”

— Quack! (You bastard!)

Bestia stomped on Canian’s palm with her yellow webbed feet.

— Quaaack! (I’ll escape within two days!)

As she firmly grasped the tip of her wing and made a resolution, his handsome face caught her eye.

Is it just her imagination that she feels like they’re going to be deeply entangled somehow?