Master's Slave
The boy looked so much like her Master, Ice Pick.
Oh what a dream!
Suddenly, a bright light shone on her face, making her jumping out of the bed fearfully.
"Seriously? You don't want to stop, do you, Ice Pick?!" She grunted with a frown as she sat on the bed and hissed loudly.
"Woah!" A familiar feminine voice exclaimed, "if this is how slaves are being treated, then passing as a trainer won't be a problem for me."
That voice...Sophia's eyes went wide open, "Annie is here!" Her subconscious mind screamed, and she turned to see Alice and Annie staring at her.