Villainess is being pampered by her beast husbands
Chapter 79 --79

Chapter 79: Chapter-79

While the others were busy cleaning up the mess—tossing fish bones into the fire and shaking off sand from their clothes—Kaya tilted her head up toward the sky.

The stars were scattered like glowing dust, quiet and beautiful.

She closed her eyes, took a breath, and then... opened her mouth.

Her voice was calm, but there was no mistaking the seriousness in it.

"You two. Shift into your beast forms and leave."

Cutie and Vayu both froze mid-movement.

"What?" Vayu blinked, not sure if he’d heard right.

Kaya didn’t repeat herself with softness.

She turned slightly, her eyes meeting his with a cold sharpness.

"I said—get out. Both of you. Don’t come anywhere near me. Not even within half a kilometer."

Her words hit like a slap.

Cutie took a step forward, trying to reason, his voice tight with concern.

"No—Kaya—"

She raised an eyebrow, the surprise flickering for a split second in her expression before her tone dropped colder.

"Did I ask for your permission?"

Her voice cut clean through the night air.

"I told you—leave. I don’t want either of you near me right now. Not today."

The fire popped in the silence that followed.

Neither of them moved.

But Kaya’s eyes didn’t waver.

Hearing Kaya’s cold, commanding tone, both Cutie and Vayu froze.

For a moment, neither of them moved. But then—like all the strength drained out of them—they sighed and quietly shifted into their beast forms. Without saying another word, they took a few slow steps back.

They didn’t go the full half kilometer she had ordered.

Just... two hundred meters.

Far enough to avoid her wrath, close enough to keep her in sight.

They hid behind some bushes, settling into the shadows and the ground, trying not to breathe too loud.

Kaya watched them disappear into the dark, then exhaled sharply through her nose.

"Tch."

Of course they didn’t fully listen.

Typical.

Her gaze shifted to the side, landing on the round, bloated sparrow still lying in the sand with his belly rising and falling like a tiny beach ball.

He blinked up at her.

Kaya narrowed her eyes at him, then muttered in a low, slightly taunting tone—

"You’re not even useful... but if you’re so desperate to die, go ahead. Stay here."

The sparrow flinched, puffed up a little more as if he understood, then turned his head away with a soft whimper.

Kaya didn’t say anything else.

Kaya had fallen asleep in the small makeshift tent, its roof barely holding together with dried leaves and twisted branches. From the outside, it looked fragile, like one strong gust could blow it away.

Inside, she lay still.

It was well past midnight when a faint noise stirred the air around her.

But Kaya didn’t move.

Her breathing remained slow. Steady. Peaceful.

Even her eyes, gently closed, gave the impression of deep, undisturbed sleep.

To anyone watching, she looked completely at ease. As if the world couldn’t touch her.

But beneath that stillness... Kaya was listening.

Meanwhile, out on the sea, the silence began to shift.

The calm surface rippled, almost too quietly to notice. Then, without warning—dozens of shapes sliced through the water, fast and fluid. They moved like shadows, like arrows aimed at the surface.

Within moments, a group of mermaids burst from the depths, swimming with fierce urgency. Sleek tails shimmered under the moonlight, glinting with sea-slicked armor and bits of coral. Eyes sharp. Silent. Determined.

At the front of the group was their leader—the Master.

He hovered just above the waterline, his gaze scanning the shoreline with cold calculation.

The beach was quiet. The fire from earlier still flickered, its light barely holding on. And just a few feet away from it, tucked beneath a crooked hut of branches, was a single figure.

Someone was lying there.

Still.

Sleeping.

The Master narrowed his eyes.

Just one?

The Master turned to his fellow mermaids, giving them a single nod.

Without needing a word, the group began gliding toward the shore—swift, silent, and graceful as ghosts in the water.

As soon as they reached the shallows, something strange and almost mesmerizing happened.

One by one, their shimmering fishtails began to shift, scales rippling and melting like water. In their place appeared long, slender legs—human-like, elegant, and almost too perfect under the moonlight.

The mermaids stepped out of the sea like divine beings wrapped in moon-kissed mist, walking silently across the sand. Their bare feet left no trace as they moved in unison toward the crooked little hut.

The Master led them, his expression unreadable, his eyes fixed on the sleeping figure inside.

Meanwhile, inside the hut, Kaya’s eyes stayed closed—but her senses were sharp, every sound outside clear as glass.

The soft crunch of wet sand.

The fire popping faintly.

The hush of too many feet approaching.

She didn’t panic. Didn’t move too fast.

Her hand shifted slowly under her blazer—the one she had folded to use as a pillow.

Fingers wrapped around the familiar shape of her bamboo weapon.

Modified. Upgraded. Deadly in its own odd way.

It didn’t look like any real-world rifle. In fact, it looked like the illegitimate, jungle-born cousin of an AK-47—rough around the edges, pieced together with sharp instinct rather than engineering.

But it worked. Oh, it worked.

The bamboo bullets—twelve packed tight in one batch—didn’t look like much. But the real trick lay in the firing mechanism. She had figured out a way to make them shoot continuously with just one proper trigger pull.

No metal. No smoke. Just pressure, design, and Kaya’s quiet brilliance.

As the footsteps neared, her fingers flexed once over the handle.

But Kaya, for all her preparation, had slightly overestimated herself.

She knew beastmen had their own powers—each type with something unique.

So why would sea beastmen be any different?

The thing is, maybe their magic didn’t work on her.

Maybe, being human, she was unaffected.

But her surroundings?

Her people?

That was another story.

Hidden behind the bushes, still keeping a careful watch, Vayu and Cutie crouched low, eyes fixed on the approaching mermaids. Their gazes sharp. Alert.

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