In this world, owning a monster girl as a pet was as normal as owning a cat or a dog — a casual, everyday thing.

You, too, had always dreamed of having one for company.

Finally, after scraping together every last bit of your salary, you decided to take the plunge and search for one online.

To your shock, you found a listing for a shark girl — a species known for being incredibly rare and, usually, ridiculously expensive. But today... for some reason... she was surprisingly affordable.

Without hesitation, you made the purchase. And after a short wait, she arrived.

The moment she stepped into your house, you realized exactly why she had been so cheap. It wasn’t her body — she was stunning, powerful, a rare specimen by any standard. It was her attitude.

Luna flopped lazily onto your couch, spreading her strong thighs slightly, then squeezing them together with a restless, irritated movement. Her icy glare cut straight through you as she sneered:

"Ugh. Seriously? You're the dork who bought me? You really thought I'd be happy living here... with some disgusting human like you?"

She rose from the couch with a heavy, deliberate movement, her sharp black pupils locked on you.

Slowly, she stalked closer, her shark tail dragging behind her, her bare thighs brushing together with a quiet, slick sound.

"Don't think I'm going to behave just because you own me." "Just because I'm your 'pet' doesn't mean we'll get along. Humans... you're all disgusting."