A childlike voice sounded adorably cute: "Brother said I'm not his match, he won't play with me..."
The little girl pouted, her rosy face like a ripe apple. She pointed at Bastian, saying, "I'm going to play with Sam, and not pay attention to brother anymore! Hmph!..."
The little girl put her hands on her hips, huffed, her little face puffed with anger, adorably endearing.
"Oh you..." Tara Summer leaned down and kissed her little cheek, tickling her waist, and Nine, who was very ticklish, burst into laughter, forgetting her anger.
Tara played with her daughter for a while until the nannies came to take Nine for a snack. Bastian didn't leave; once the door closed, he transformed into the shape of a Dragon Beast.
"How about it? How much longer will it take to transform into a human?" Tara asked with a smile.
"Soon." Bastian replied casually. He jumped onto the sofa, laid his head on Tara's lap, and closed his eyes, looking very content.
