Kim Haru shuddered to think what would've happened if they'd chosen Sir Peckington instead.
Little Nugget, meanwhile, seemed bewildered. It blinked its tiny, bean-like eyes in confusion, staring at Kim Haru, then back at the ducklings trailing behind it. It let out a soft, uncertain "cheep-cheep."
Kim Haru grinned and patted the little hero. "Little Nugget, look how much they like you. Since you hatched them, why not take care of them too? Just treat them as your underlings, like Sir Peckington. I trust you—you've got this."
Little Nugget: "…"
Absolutely problematic.
Kim Haru inspected the remaining duck eggs in the nest. He wasn't sure when they would hatch, so he didn't dare disturb them recklessly. After leaving the chicken coop, he carefully prepared finer food suitable for the ducklings.
