Team Rose gasped as the Academy screens flickered.
Teachers stood from their seats.
Students covered their mouths.
Even the principal leaned forward, eyes unblinking.
The sun rose slowly over the village ruins.
And then—
The little girl began to twist.
Bones cracked with sickening sounds.
Her skin darkened.
Claws burst from her fingers like blades 🩸.
Her spine bent unnaturally.
Her eyes ignited with red hunger.
In seconds, she became a towering monster.
Ben stepped forward instinctively.
"I'll handle—"
Aren's voice thundered across the clearing:
"DON'T HURT HER.SHE IS A KID."
Dust shook loose from the trees.
Even the tiny blue horse froze 🐎.
The monster lunged, smashing the ground where Aren had been standing.
Team Father did not attack.
They dodged.
Ben rolled aside like a massive dancer, smooth despite his size.
King slid beneath snapping claws with perfect discipline.
Aren blocked with a massive shield pulled from his cube.
Not once did they strike back.
Not once did they raise a weapon.
🌞 Day and 🌑 Night
Every day, she was a little girl.
Aren cooked for her 🍲.
Ben let her braid his hair.
King told her knight stories by the fire 🔥.
The tiny blue horse carried her proudly like a royal steed.
She laughed.
She hugged them.
She slept between Aren and Ben, clinging like a child who feared being alone.
Every night, she became a monster.
She roared.
She attacked.
She tried to kill everything that moved.
And every night—
Team Father blocked.
Dodged.
Endured.
They protected themselves.
But never hurt her.
Not once.
The Academy watched in disbelief.
"THEY'RE NOT FIGHTING BACK!?"
"They're protecting her!?"
"How long has this been going on!?"
"This is impossible…"
Team Rose watched in silence.
Even Princess Rias and Lyris couldn't speak.
The Academy went quiet.
✨ The Miracle
One morning, the transformation came again.
But this time—
She didn't attack.
She giggled.
She hopped around like a normal child.
She tugged Ben's hair and laughed.
She sat on King's lap and played with his sword hilt.
She grabbed Aren's hand…
…and didn't let go 🤍.
Her monster form behaved like a child.
Team Rose lowered their heads.
"This… is real."
"They didn't defeat her."
"They saved her."
The commentators were crying.
"This has NEVER happened before!"
"They bonded with the curse!"
"This is the first emotional clear in Academy history!"
Team Father made camp and rested peacefully.
That night, Aren fed her one last meal.
She curled into his lap and slept.
For the first time—
She didn't transform.
💧 The Farewell
They woke up.
She was gone.
No monster.
No child.
Only a message carved in the dirt, written in small, shaky letters:
"I curse you…When you stand against evil,no mind control will ever bind you.Thank you.Love you all…family."
Below the final word—
A single drop of water.
A tear.
Ben knelt, voice trembling.
King wiped his eyes with his sleeve.
Aren stood still.
Jaw tight.
Silent.
The tiny blue horse lowered its head, ears drooping 🐎.
The Academy watched in complete silence.
No cheering.
No mocking.
No breath.
Then the screens exploded:
"THEY SAVED A CURSED CHILD!?"
"THAT STAGE WAS A DEATH TRAP!"
"THIS SHOULDN'T BE POSSIBLE!"
"HOW DID THEY DO THIS!?"
Team Rose didn't speak.
Princess Rias whispered softly,
"Aren… is terrifying.But he's also…"
Lyris clenched her fist, confused.
"…kind."
The announcer shouted, voice breaking:
"TEAM FATHER COMPLETES THE HARDEST MORAL STAGEWITHOUT KILLING THE TARGET!FIRST TIME IN 700 YEARS!"
🌙 Fathers Between Battles
Team Father didn't celebrate.
Aren turned calmly.
"Let's go.Next stage."
Ben nodded, wiping his face.
King breathed deeply.
The tiny horse neighed softly, like it was crying.
They walked on.
Later, they sat together on the grass.
No one spoke.
The wind barely moved.
Leaves refused to rustle.
Even the waterfall seemed quieter.
Ben finally exhaled.
"…We're really fathers now, huh?"
King nodded.
"Yes.We are."
Aren stared ahead.
"…We are."
The tiny blue horse lifted its head.
"Ho… ho."
Aren placed a hand on its mane.
Three giants.
One small guide.
Sitting together.
No battles.
No noise.
No glory.
Just family.
And the entire Academy watched—
silent with them.