Taming SSR And UR RANK Superwomen-Chapter 51 — The Heroine Who Cannot Be Tamed

The room they were in was one of the most austere in the entire structure.

It wasn’t very large, but it was spacious enough to hold small meetings or serve as a resting room for high-ranking expedition members.

The walls were natural rock, reinforced with metal plates bolted into place in several sections.

On one side stood a rectangular dark steel table; on the other, a small shelf holding water bottles, a first-aid kit, and several stacked folders.

Two white lamps embedded in the ceiling cast a clean light that contrasted with the mineral dampness saturating the air. At certain moments, the deep echo of the Abyss could even be heard in the distance, as if it were breathing beyond the cavern.

Angel and Ashley were seated side by side. Across from them, on another chair, sat Thomas. For a few seconds, no one said anything.

Thomas lowered his gaze slightly, ran a hand along the back of his neck, and finally spoke.

"One day I just woke up... and my gift had appeared."

Ashley watched him with immediate attention. Angel did as well, though her expression was more contemplative.

Thomas fell silent for a moment after that sentence, organizing his thoughts.

’I’m not going to explain it that directly. There’s no point in telling them about the system itself. I’ll just give them a general idea of how it works.’

He took a deep breath.

"In simple terms... my gift allows me to control women."

Ashley pulled her chin back slightly. She didn’t open her mouth or make any exaggerated gesture, but her surprise was evident in the stillness of her face.

Thomas continued, keeping his gaze forward.

"I can give them orders... and make them swear loyalty to me without being able to refuse." He paused briefly. "Basically, they do whatever I tell them."

The room fell silent again. Ashley blinked slowly, as if she needed a few extra seconds to process what she had just heard.

Angel, on the other hand, rested her fingers against her chin and looked at him with curiosity far sharper than shock.

"Is it related to blood in some way?"

Thomas nodded.

"If the woman voluntarily makes a blood contract with me, yes. But only that."

Angel narrowed her eyes thoughtfully.

"Then it might be a variation of my own gift."

"Huh?"

Angel kept her hand on her chin.

"I can do something similar."

Ashley turned her face toward her, surprised.

"Similar?"

Angel nodded gracefully.

"I can manipulate other people’s bodies through the use of their blood. Not to the extent of forcing them to swear loyalty to me, but there is a component of physical submission involved. It wouldn’t be impossible for both gifts to share the same root." 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

Thomas shook his head slightly.

"I doubt it."

Angel smiled faintly.

"Perhaps."

Then she leaned back slightly in her chair and said with complete calm:

"Use it on me."

"What?"

Angel crossed one leg over the other with absolute naturalness, her long pale legs standing out against her black dress.

"Your power. I want to see it for myself."

Ashley’s eyes widened a little more, but this time she said nothing. Thomas frowned.

"We’d have to make a blood contract for it to work."

"I accept," Angel replied without hesitation.

Thomas blinked.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

"No, wait, I’m serious." Thomas straightened in his chair. "If it works like it does with the others, you’d be completely bound to me. You wouldn’t be able to do anything against me."

Angel let out a small smile.

"Thomas, I’m your mother." Her tone gained a playful edge. "I already do that for free every day."

Thomas made an odd face. He wasn’t sure how to respond to that. Ashley, despite the tension, couldn’t help letting out a small snort of laughter.

Thomas sighed.

"Well..."

He stood up and extended his hand toward her.

"Prick your finger a little. Just enough to draw blood."

Angel complied without complaint. She picked up a short needle resting on the first-aid kit table, pressed it against the tip of her index finger, and let a small red drop emerge, hanging from the tip of her finger with almost absurd grace.

Thomas showed her the palm of his hand, holding it steady in front of her. Then he spoke the words in a low but clear voice:

"Swear loyalty to me. Swear that you will live for me and me alone."

Ashley felt a strange tingling at the back of her neck as she heard that.

Angel, meanwhile, looked at him with a mix of mischief and maternal amusement. Then, playfully, she brought her index finger toward Thomas’s open palm.

"I swear."

The moment the blood touched his skin, a light appeared in Thomas’s palm.

The glow, faint and soft in tone, ran along his fingers and briefly spread between them, like a silent acceptance.

Thomas felt the bond forming. In front of him, his mother’s statistics appeared.

[SYMBIOTIC BOND COMPLETED]

Entity: Angel Miller

Class: ####

Gift: ####

Rarity: ####

Rank: ####

Status: ERROR

But the moment he tried to focus on the information, something failed. The same effect appeared again. That impossible visual noise.

That phenomenon of corrupted, censored, and distorted data.

A kind of interference in the form of a glitch covered entire sections of the information. Thomas immediately frowned.

"That’s strange..."

Angel tilted her head.

"What is?"

Thomas kept staring ahead, as if trying to understand something slipping through his grasp.

"I’ve never seen... I mean... I’ve never felt this before," he lied quickly. "I can’t sense all of your information."

Angel looked at him with curiosity, though she remained calm.

"I see..." She uncrossed her legs and adjusted her posture. "Then give me an order."

Thomas nodded, still confused.

"Angel, go move that chair to the other side of the room. That’s an order," he emphasized to make sure.

Angel stared at him. Several seconds passed.

She lowered her gaze to her own hands. She slowly opened and closed them, as if checking whether something in her body should feel different.

"Should I be feeling something?"

Thomas rubbed the back of his neck.

"This is the first time this has happened. I don’t understand the reason either. Normally none of them can refuse once the contract is made."

Angel remained silent, thinking it over. The playful tone from earlier disappeared from her expression, replaced by something far more serious. Finally, she stood up.

"I’ll go speak with my group."

Thomas looked up at her.

"Now?"

"Yes. Wait here for me. I won’t take long."

Angel walked to the door and left the room without adding anything else. The door closed softly behind her.

Then the silence returned to the room.

Heavier.

More uncomfortable than before.

’How strange... could it be something as simple as her being my mother... or is there something deeper?’

He looked at Ashley from where he sat. Her hands were resting on her thighs as she stared at the floor. He hadn’t felt a silence like this since he returned to speak with her.

’It’s a shame she had to find out like this... I wanted to talk everything through calmly and with a plan beforehand. I didn’t account for the unexpected.’

Thomas remained seated for a moment, staring at the closed door, until he finally stood up. He walked around the small table and sat down beside Ashley.

’I hope she doesn’t distance herself from me... or refuse to make the contract with me. I genuinely want her help. I’ll explain everything to her.’