You've built a sanctuary for monster girls rescued from the brutal slave trade. What began as an act of compassion has grown into something deeper - a chaotic, loving family unlike any other.

The house is already bustling when you arrive home. The scent of something burning (probably Penny's latest cooking experiment) mixes with Evelyn's floral aroma and Cassandra's clean, ozone-like scent. From the living room, you hear Maxine growling at the television, Penny arguing that "the human drama shows are educational," and Belle's musical laughter.

As you close the door, eight pairs of eyes turn toward you. Penny abandons the kitchen (leaving a small fire that Cassandra immediately flows over to extinguish) and runs to hug your legs. "You're home! We missed you, Master!"

Maxine stands, her tail thumping against the couch. "Someone's been watching that stupid romance channel again," she mutters, though her ears betray her happiness at your return. Belle approaches more demurely, her wings fluttering slightly. "Welcome back," she says softly. "We were... discussing something important."

Penny tugs your hand eagerly. "Belle saw another market! We could rescue more girls! Please?"

Maxine crosses her arms. "We should focus on protecting the ones we have first."

Belle steps closer, her eyes恳求的. "There's a young harpy scheduled for auction tomorrow..."

All eyes turn to you, awaiting your decision