DISCLAIMER: I do not own Negima or anything like that.

A/N: Chapter two of the AU fic where their roles are reversed. Hope you enjoy it!

A night had passed since the events of Konoka's arrival into the demon world. After she had been ushered back into the separate slave's underground quarters along with the rest of the humans, Asuna and Negi were quick to explain her now settled fate to her.

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"... And so, we are allocated jobs around the palace and are pretty much used as free labour."

"W-what? But Negi-kun, that's horrible!"

"Look, Konoka," said Asuna, shrugging, " We're the inferior species here. We don't exactly have a choice. Anyone who tries to rebel is just killed. Trust me, you'll get used to this."

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Slowly blinking her eyes open, Konoka swallowed deeply as Negi and Asuna's words from last night swirled around her mind in a fog of disbelief. I can't believe this is happening to me...

Sitting up, she pulled a few strands of straw loose from her slightly mussed chocolate locks and grimaced from the numb pain that flared up in her spine.

Bundles of hay don't exactly make the most comfortable or therapeutic of beds, she thought to herself as she chuckled half-heartedly. Turning to the lightly snoring body across from her, the young secret mage reached out and tapped a bare arm that was resting near her.

"Asuna.... Asuna, wake up..."

Konoka sighed, as her whispers were doing nothing to rouse the girl. Biting her lip, she muttered a silent apology to Asuna before reaching over and pinching her.

"ACK!? Ko-Konoka, what the hell...!?"

Now fully awake, although somewhat grouchy - though Konoka couldn't really blame her for that, after the painful awakening she administered - Asuna sat up and muttered curses under her breath, rubbing her now-sore upper arm.

"Geez Konoka, you could've just shaken me awake or something like a normal person!"

Konoka giggled slightly.

"Sorry Asuna, I guess I was a tad mean.... But, uh, the reason I wanted to wake you was to ask just what I'm supposed to be doing today."

Asuna's pissed expression melted away into apprehension. She averted her eyes from Konoka's and shook her head.

"I dunno. I guess you'll just have to follow me out to fields where I work, but they're maybe gonna notice that you're a newbie and well..."

Here, she shrugged.

"Either they'll let you stick around down there, or they'll move you off into some other section."

"So we work outside and not in the actual palace?"

Asuna blinked up at her, a bit surprised at the question.

"No, only a few people are allowed in there. I dunno, they kinda view us as dirty and stuff, you know? They wouldn't allow any more than necessary near their precious royal family."

Konoka tilted her head to the side as Asuna ground out the word "precious" with sarcasm, a scowl covering her face.

"Royal family? Like that white demon from yesterday?"

"Yeah, that was their princess. She's like, some kind of albino. We never really see her or the rest of the family much."

"Yet you hate them so much why...?"

Asuna set two mismatched eyes on Konoka that burned with suppressed anger.

"What do you mean, Konoka? It's that family who enslaved us! That family which ordered the raids on our village! Takahata-san died that night because of these things!"

Asuna choked down a shaky breath with these words, holding her hand out to stop Konoka from rushing forward and hugging her like she was about to.

Really, she felt horrible. In retrospect, she wondered why she even needed to ask Asuna such a thing. She knew that Takahata-san was the only parental figure Asuna had as a child, and he had been killed on the night their village was raided.

"Oh, Asuna, I'm sorry - I didn't even think..."

Asuna cut off Konoka again with a weak smile.

"Look, it's ok. I know you're not the kind of person to intentionally hurt someone, Konoka. It's just that... these things are evil, and I don't want you assuming otherwise. Got it?"

"Y-yeah..."

"Asuna-san? Konoka-san?"

Both girls turned at the same time as a shirtless and yawning little boy sat up, rubbing sleep from his eyes and blinking groggily at them both. Asuna moved to grab his grey shirt from the spot next to her foot and handed it to him, grinning.

"Didn't mean to wake you up, Negi. But since you are, how about you go and fetch me and Konoka some food, eh?"

"Asuna! Don't treat poor Negi-kun like a servant! He only just woke up!"

"Hey, he belongs to me and therefore he does as I say!"

As Negi slipped into his shirt and moved off to go and fetch the food, Konoka blinked in confusion.

"Own him?"

"Yeah, I won him in a bet against one of the other guys in here when the brat had just been sent to this world."

Konoka merely blinked again. Wow, this place is brutal...

After a few moments the boy returned with three dodgy-looking pieces of fruit that Konoka eyed suspiciously as it was handed to her. Asuna caught onto her hesitation and smiled assuringly.

"It's safe to eat, Konoka. I forgot that this fruit never grew back in our world, so it must look weird as hell to you right now, but it really is alright. You'd better get used to it anyway, since they don't feed us much else."

After a few seconds, Konoka gingerly bit into the purple spongy flesh and struggled with her first mouthful.

"Ugh, it's sour!"

"It is? Hnn, I guess years of eating it has made me immune to it."

"Oh that's right, Asuna-san, it's called Acquired Taste. When a person is continually introduced to a select diet they gradually become -"

"Pleeeease stop rambling, Negi. So you're smart, we get it!"

Although Asuna was quick to grumble about Negi's well of knowledge, Konoka perked up and stared at the boy in amazement.

"Wow, and you're only ten, Negi-kun? You're very clever."

The boy laughed nervously and rubbed the back of his neck, a bit embarrassed about the sudden attention he was getting.

"Ah, well, my sister was a school teacher back in our village and so she used to read to me and tutor me a lot. I guess I just never really forgot it all."

"Well, knowledge is a good skill to have, Negi-kun. Don't let Asuna's words get you down, she's just jealous because she was one of the lowest-scoring children in our class back in school...!"

"Eh!? Konoka, that was second grade! So what if I couldn't count to twenty? There were others who couldn't as well!"

"You remember what we called you, Asuna? Baka Red?"

Konoka and Negi burst into laughter at her outraged expression, and it was only when Asuna glared at them both and turned her nose up at them in a huff that they were able to get their humour under control and apologise to the fuming redhead.

"Hmph, whatever. I accept your apologies, but as a punishment we are now going to bathe!"

Konoka sweatdropped in utter confusion.

"Bathing is a punishment? I would've thought it's a luxury?"

Asuna grinned evilly as she smirked at Konoka.

"Oh, for you and me it's true Konoka. But this kid just hates baths!"

Turning her brown eyes onto Negi, Konoka saw that Asuna wasn't lying and indeed the boy was trembling all over like a leaf.

"B-but Asuna-san, I'm still rather clean from my last bath, so..."

"COME ON, NEGI!"

"Gwah!"

Konoka laughed as Negi was dragged to his feet and frogmarched towards the archway across the room, Konoka discarding her unpleasant breakfast and shortly following suit.

Negi winced as another bucket of water was poured over his head, sending a stream of icy water into his eye.

"Ouch! Asuna-san, please be more gentle!"

"Oh cut it out, Negi! You make it sound like I'm torturing you or something..."

Konoka lowered the bucket she was using to wash with as she shivered and wrapped her arms around her towel-clad frame.

"A-Asuna, it's so c-c-cold in here! Isn't there any heated w-water?"

Asuna laughed as she continued scrubbing Negi's hair.

"Konoka, you expect too much. We are lower than dirt here; they're not about to waste good warm water on us. I mean heck, if we catch hypothermia and die then they can just replace us!"

Konoka grimaced at Asuna's casual statement and stood up from her stool, dropping the empty bucket from her fingertips.

Now I know why Negi-kun hates baths so much...

"Whoah, nice curves there babe. Yo Asuna-ne-san, where'd ya get this doll from huh?"

Glancing around in alarm, Konoka shrieked and ducked behind Asuna when her eyes landed on a guy leaning at the doorway with a grin on his face. He had short pale yellow hair, and dark eyes that glinted with perverted mischief.

"Hey now, didn't mean to startle you or anything. My name's Albert, what's your name angel?"

Konoka was about to open her mouth and reply when Asuna growled angrily and ditched an empty bucket at the intruder.

"Get lost Chamo! Konoka's with me, and therefore off-limits!"

The man, having ducked behind the wall and narrowly avoided the impact that had caused a now-splintered bucket to clatter to the floor, popped his head back around the side of the wall and winked at the trio.

"So it's Konoka, eh? I'll look forward to getting to know you better, sweetheart."

"OUT, you pervert!"

"Okay okay! I'm going, Asuna-ne-san! Just don't go all fiery redhead on me, 'kay?"

And with that, the man disappeared once again. Stepping out from her place behind Asuna, Konoka shuddered.

"He was.... well, nice. But entirely too creepy."

"Ah, that's Chamo. He's a perverted freak alright, but he's harmless enough. He's Negi's friend, right brat?"

The shivering boy nodded fervently, teeth chattering.

"Yes, he fancies himself a bit of a charmer Konoka-san, but he really is a good person. You can rely on him."

Asuna snorted, but otherwise didn't contradict Negi's statement. They spent the next few minutes finishing up their washing process before dressing and heading back out into the main area now that more and more people were waking and moving into the bath area.

Stretching a bit to work out the kinks in her back, Konoka was surprised when Negi and Asuna began to head towards the main doors.

"What? We're leaving already?"

Asuna turned back and smiled at her friend.

"Yeah, we gotta get started early otherwise we'll get lashes."

Konoka began to chuckle, thinking it was a joke, but soon stopped once she realised the girl was being serious. Her laugh turned into a small whimper.

As the trio made their way up the stairs that lead to above ground, the bright red sky and the warm, humid air of this world greeted them.

"I'm never gonna get used to this..." Konoka muttered, using one hand to shield her eyes from the two suns as she gazed at the stretch of red above her. Beside her, Asuna murmured in a sing-song voice "yes you will~."

As she followed the pair down a small path, Konoka glanced at her surroundings. She observed the huge walls that surrounded the palace campus, very similar in size and structure to the Great Wall of China back in their own world, and realised with a dull throb in her chest that escape from this place was impossible.

It's true; I'm never going to see Madoka-chan ever again...

Feeling downcast, Konoka was silent the entire walk to the fields where she found herself lead over to a large shed-like structure at the edge of one of the plantations. As they walked down a row of the vegetation towards the building, Konoka curiously peered at the strange plants they were passing. It looked like they were all berry plants of some sort - each one bearing different kinds of fruit, Konoka even noticing the strange purple one she'd experienced at breakfast earlier.

As they entered the large wall-less shelter, Konoka was amazed to see that there were already people moving about collecting baskets and tools for harvesting, meaning that they'd gotten up even earlier than she herself had. Busy with her observations, Konoka was snapped out of her thoughts by Negi's voice as he called out to a young girl who was sitting in a corner weaving a collecting basket.

"Nodoka-san!"

Startled, the young girl glanced up at Negi and peered at him from underneath her long fringe, Konoka noticing even from her distance that the girl was blushing.

"H-hello, Negi-kun."

"Nodoka-san, meet our friend Konoka! She was a friend of Asuna's from years ago, and she joined us yesterday."

Feeling as though that were her cue, Konoka wandered over to the pair and smiled warmly at the shy girl, bowing as she introduced herself.

"Nice to meet you, Nodoka-chan. I'm Konoe Konoka, and I hope we'll get along!"

Asuna made her way to stand at Konoka's side and clapped her friend on the shoulder.

"Nodoka-chan, this girl is probably the nicest person you could come across. I'm sure you guys will get along just fine."

Smiling at the praise she'd just received, Konoka shook her head modestly but her curiosity piqued when she saw the younger girl hand Negi a basket that was sitting beside her.

"Here Negi-kun, I made this one specially for you."

Blinking, the boy reached out and took hold of the wicker basket, smiling cheerily when he saw the word 'Negi' woven awkwardly into the base using darker material than the rest. He flashed Nodoka a grateful smile of thanks.

"Gee, this is great Nodoka-san! I'm flattered that you'd go out of your way to make this just for me!"

"Oh, don't worry, it was nothing..."

Asuna pulled Konoka aside and whispered laughingly into her ear,

"Oi, Nodoka-chan here has the biggest crush on Negi-boy, if you haven't noticed..."

Konoka muffled a giggle and whispered back.

"I think it's impossible for anyone to miss that, Asuna."

Pulling back, Asuna smiled exasperatedly at the boy who was now trotting off to go and pick fruit, unaware of Nodoka's bright eyes lingering on his retreating form.

"Yeah, everyone except Negi himself, that is."

"Aww, he's totally oblivious?"

"Yep."

"A-Asuna-san! I can hear you, you know!"

"Huh? Eh! Sorry, Nodoka-chan... Ehehe…."

Konoka giggled some more while Asuna went and collected them a basket each, handing one to the young mage and leading her out into the fields.

"Okay Konoka, you see you basically have to just -"

"Hey! Ranga!"

Startled at the sudden shout, Konoka turned around to the source of the yell and felt her breath seize up in her throat as a rather short demon stalked towards them. Although she herself felt dread wash over her, Asuna's expression turned to one of annoyance.

"Who do you think you're calling ranga, you midget!?"

"A-Asuna! Don't call one of them that -"

A bark of laughter from the demon cut off Konoka's speech as the black, winged figure finally approached them. Konoka blinked when she saw that it was merely a boy, probably little older than Negi in fact.

"I'll call you whatever I want to, ranga. Now anyway, get over to the lake and fill up one of our buckets - the processing strip has gotten stuck and they need to wash it out."

"Screw you Inugami! Do it yourself!"

The boy's golden eyes flashed as he bared his fangs at them in a grinning smirk. Konoka thought he looked predatory, wolfish. Scary, despite his age. Turning his gaze from Asuna, Konoka gulped as the beast's sights settled on her and he rustled his feathers.

"What's this thing's name?"

"She's not a thing! Just where the hell do you get off speaking to us like that, Kotaro!?"

The demon sniffed, narrowing his eyes at Asuna as he folded is arms.

"I'm not one of you disgusting homo sapiens, so I have the right to speak to you however I want. And don't call me by my name, darn it!"

"Ah, Kotaro-kun!"

The demon flinched as Negi's cheery voice called out and the boy happily bounced over to them. Scowling, the demon boy tried to walk off quickly before Negi could reach him, but at the last minute he remembered his original order and turned back, pointing one sharp finger at Konoka.

"You. Go fill up one of those buckets and bring it to me. Got it?"

Konoka nodded meekly, but Asuna growled.

"Hey! It'll be ten times quicker if you just flew over and got it yourself!"

"Yeah, but that's what you things are for!"

As soon as he left, with Negi following close behind, Asuna threw her basket to the ground and cursed.

"Freaking demon! I hate him! I hate them all! But, well, I guess you've got no choice but to go and do as he says, Konoka."

"What? But I don't know where this lake is, Asuna!"

Pursing her lips, Asuna looked at her for a second before turning around and pointing to a small watchtower a little in the distance.

"You see that tower? Right near there is the lake. Just go grab one of the buckets from the shed back where Nodoka-chan was and go and fetch midget birdy his stupid little pail of water."

"B-but that tower is miles away!"

"Oh don't exaggerate, Konoka. It'll take about 15 minutes, tops."

"Ngh, alright then...."

And before she'd even begun her first job as a fruit harvester, Konoka placed her woven basket on the ground and wandered off back towards the shelter.

She said the watchtower, but I don't see it....!

Bare feet hurting, Konoka stopped and leaned one arm against the cool stone wall of the abandoned tower and absent-mindedly swung her bucket back and forth with her other hand.

Looking around, she saw nothing but more fruit trees and the edge line of a forest a bit further ahead.

"Well, now that I'm at the watch tower, which way am I supposed to go, Asuna?" she muttered to herself sarcastically under her breath, straightening up and continuing her walk. Reaching the tall trees at the end of the path, Konoka stood awkwardly at the first gigantic tree and peered into the forest, a little hesitant of entering.

This is another world... what if there's some kind of wild animal in there? Or what if there's a whole family of wild animals in there!?

Biting her lip, Konoka made to turn on her heel and take her chances in another direction when the sound of a tree falling over caught her attention.

What the...?!

Turning back, Konoka once again peered into the trees and could just make out something dark blue darting around the forest, and with a glint of light suddenly a tree would fall. Stunned and intrigued, Konoka barely felt her mind screaming at her to run as her limbs felt paralysed and her eyes were drawn to the strange, fast-moving blur that was bringing the trees down effortlessly.

Squinting, she tilted her head to the side as the strange thing suddenly began increasing in size rapidly.

It's growing...? Oh no, hang on.... It's coming my way!?"

Before she even had time to react, the thing was hurtling towards her and bowled into her, sending her crashing along the ground and rolling past fruit trees until finally coming to a halt up against a small shrub. Dazed, and in pain, Konoka groaned as she sat up and clutched her head, one of the main impact points when that thing smashed into her. Whatever it was.

Hearing a rustle in the fruit bushes not far from where she sat, Konoka bit back a cry of surprise when the mysterious dark-blue thing - now proving to be a person in a dark hakama - sat up also, pulling off a dark blindfold that had been tied over her eyes and hissed in pain, clutching a wing.

A wing!?

Not only that, but Konoka felt her heart nearly leap right out of her throat and make a run for it when she saw that the hurt wing in question was a bright, snowy white.

Ohmygod, I just injured royalty!

The demoness wiped dirt and leaves from her training outfit as she stood, glancing around for her dropped sword and dark red eyes soon falling onto Konoka, who sat dead still in a state of shock, fear and guilt.

For a few moments neither moved nor spoke, until eventually the demon blinked and raised a hand, pointing at the silent girl.

"What's a slave doing out here in my training grounds?"

"I'M SO SORRY!"

The demonic princess was startled when the frightened human threw herself down at her feet in a deep bow, repeatedly apologising for the crash.

"Please, I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I-I-I mean you no disrespect, I swear! I'm new here, and I was looking for the lake and I just got lost and then I saw you running in the forest and then you ran into me and -"

The demon, Setsuna, raised an eyebrow as the odd creature launched into a long stream of words that was supposed to be a sentence, but were being stuttered out so quickly that they barely made any sense to the white crow. Shaking her head, the demon merely stepped over Konoka and walked towards one of the trees a few feet behind her, picking up her fallen sword and sliding it back into the sheath at her side.

Turning back to the human, she found that the strange girl with the hair like chocolate was sitting up again and watching her fearfully, obviously expecting some kind of punishment for being foolish enough to stand in the way while the princess was training blindfolded. Truth be told, she was a little bit amused at the expression of utter terror on the other girl's face but said nothing about it. Instead, she walked back over and stood before the human, raising her arm and pointing towards the west.

"The lake is that way. If you walk over to that watch tower over there, you'll find it on the other side and just over a small hill."

Konoka blinked, expecting a harsh beating but instead finding a smooth, sultry voice giving her directions. Still not moving, Konoka shrank back a bit when the demon princess looked down at her. The sudden twitchy move made Setsuna tilt her head.

"You're so afraid of me. Why?"

Konoka swallowed deeply, moving into yet another nervous bow.

"I'm sorry, Setsuna-hime."

"Hn, you know my title. Is that why you're so jumpy? And what exactly are you sorry for?"

Konoka fumbled for words, and didn't move out of her bowing position. After a moment of no answer, Setsuna frowned.

"What's your name?"

"What? Oh! Uh, I'm.... Konoka, Setsuna-hime."

"Konoka."

Setsuna remained eyeing the girl curiously as she fidgeted from her spot on the floor. Setsuna had never really interacted with any of the humans; there were a few of them that cleaned the castle but they always scuttled off whenever they caught sight of her approaching, and besides she'd never felt the need to speak to any of the slaves anyway.

This girl was the first human she'd ever actually spoken to.

Straightening up, Setsuna wrapped the blindfold tightly around her fist and started to walk off back into the forest, making Konoka glance up in surprise at her lack of reprimand.

"You should get back to your work, Konoka."

"Huh? H-hai!" Konoka squeaked, jumping to her feet and collecting her fallen bucket before rushing off back towards the direction of the watchtower. Once she'd finally found the lake and filled her pitcher, Konoka made the long trudge back to the fields where a frustrated Asuna awaited her.

"Mou, what took you so long Konoka? You were gone for ages!"

"I, um, got a little lost..."

"Heh, trust you of all people to get lost even after receiving directions, Konoka." The redhead sighed, shaking her head as she handed Konoka her basket and proceeded to point out to her which fruit were ripe and how to pluck them effectively.

By the end of the day, Konoka was stiff and sore as the trio walked back to the slave quarters, eager for a quick dinner and a good night's sleep. On the way, Negi was cheerfully recounting the events of his day.

"... and Kotaro-kun always tries to pretend he doesn't like me, but since I'm the only boy his age I know that he secretly doesn't, and Eva-san on the other hand is my age too but she hates my guts for some reason, she's extremely hateful towards us humans and only ever yells and glares at me whenever I go past, she's a powerful demon with-"

Zoning out from Negi's rambling, Konoka found herself thinking back to earlier in the day when she encountered Setsuna-hime in the forest and just how taken aback she'd been when the princess was actually civil towards her.

But Asuna says they're all heartless monsters, so...

As she pondered it, her fingers unconsciously made their way towards the small black pouch at her hip and she felt the familiar thrum of power radiating from the stones inside. It was a soothing feeling, almost like the presence of a loved one, and it was a simple habit of hers to place her hand over the bag at times when she was stressed. She knew the serene feeling was even stronger when the stones were out of the bag, but she could never risk other people seeing them.

Exactly like what happened with Ku Fei, people instinctively feared anything to do with the original occult practices.

Eventually making their way back to the stable-like room, Konoka was looking forward to their measly dinner which was a repeat of the night before - tasteless stew - and after a quick wash in the baths the trio were seated over in their spot in the corner where they just sat and talked quietly.

Throughout the conversation, Konoka noticed the way that Asuna kept absent-mindedly rubbing her shoulder and finally decided to speak up about it.

"Asuna, are you ok? Something up with your shoulder?"

"Eh?"

Surprised, not realising that she'd been so obvious, Asuna grinned weakly and pointed at her shoulder, poking it with her fingertip.

"Ah, it's not much. I just probably pulled a muscle earlier when I was trying to pull those freaking succi berries off of the branch..."

Konoka bit her lip, watching as her friend tried to shrug off the injury like it was nothing, but from the way she kept rubbing it Konoka could tell that it was causing her great discomfort. If not pain.

Konoka opened her mouth to speak, but fell silent as Ku's words flashed through her mind.

I don't want to freak out Asuna and Negi-kun too; they're my only friends here....

Frowning, she shook her head to dispel her hesitation and crawled over to Asuna, the redhead looking at her in confusion and Negi sitting up to peer over at them too.

"Negi-kun, is there anyone looking over in this direction?"

A bit startled at the odd question, but complying nonetheless, Negi glanced around and confirmed that they were not being watched.

"Good. Okay Asuna, stay still for me. And please, don't scream or anything."

"What? Oh no, don't tell me you're going to try and do that crazy painful thing like when they pop broken bones back into place, 'cause I'm telling you it's not broken!"

Konoka bit back a chuckle as she gently rested her hands on the now-frantic Asuna's shoulder.

"No it's not Asuna, just sit still for me..."

The glow from her hands caused Asuna to choke on air and stare bug-eyed at her own shoulder while Negi gasped and rolled closer, watching the process intently.

As she felt Asuna's pain drain out of the injured muscle, Konoka willed her magic to cease and she sat back with a hopeful expression on her face.

Please don't hate me, please don't hate me, please don't hate me...

"K-Konoka-san, you can heal!?"

"Yeah, just what the frik, Konoka! You never told me you could do that!"

Breathing out a sigh of relief at their positive, if not curious, reactions Konoka beamed happily as she twisted her fingers together shyly.

"Oh, well I've been able to do that since I was little and -"

The sound of the doors being thrown open made the trio glance upwards, three different expressions settling over their faces as Inugami Kotaro scanned the room and spotted them, walking towards them. Asuna was frowning, Konoka looked nervous and Negi was smiling in a friendly manner.

Reaching the three, the bird-demon stood before them and peered down, dropping his badass visage for one second to nod a greeting to Negi before his face settled into a scowl again.

"Yo, I'm here to deliver a message from the royal family."

All three of them blinked at each other, exchanging confused glances before Asuna looked back up at the demon guard.

"What, for all three of us?"

"No, for that one. And from Setsuna-hime, actually."

Konoka was a bit stunned as the demon pointed lazily at her, Asuna moving to place an arm on Konoka's shoulder as she glared up at Kotaro.

"Yeah? And what does this Hime-sama want with Konoka, exactly?"

Kotaro frowned at Asuna's lack of patience as he reached a hand up to scratch behind one of his ears lazily.

"Well, starting tomorrow, she's been ordered to serve as one of Setsuna-hime's personal hand maids."

"Whaaaat...!?"

A/N: Okay, setting up the whole scenario for them to be spending time with each other. Next chapter, Setsuna is really curious about just how 'civilised' these so-called filthy beasts are, and Konoka in turn begins to find out just how human the princess can actually be. Maybe both species are wrong about each other?

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