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She practically melted whenever Jeanne gave her the attention she desired- whenever those eyes stared at her, the Kitsune’s fervor could be felt, practically radiating off her body. It could’ve been described as insane or obsessive, if not for just how aware of her actions she was. It wasn’t mental corruption, no mind control, no otherworldly influence, that drove the girl to such intense obedience... it was simply a relationship fostered over years of her life that seemed to go by so fast. The only thing Akane had ever known was family, and the Soul Witch was her true family.
The hand on her head was all she desired, the cutest little sound of joy escaping her, leaning into Jeanne’s hand- she couldn’t stop herself, reaching to hold her mother’s arm gently in place so that she might get the thorough affection she craved. It was when she spoke, however, that the red Kitsune focused immediately, albeit still rubbing the top of her head into Jeanne’s palm.
“Hmmmmmm? Of course~!! Whatever you desire of me, I will fulfill your wishes- I’ve been dutiful in fulfilling my studies, I want to show you all I’ve learned!”
Her eyes, the words ‘good girl’, ‘perfect creation’... Akane was practically drooling when Jeanne held her face, her expression a concoction of emotions- “Tell me... tell me tell me, mommy, I’ll do it!”












