Megami's hand stroked her slave's head, fingers getting tangled in their messy hair. She had incapacitated Ayano at least, deserving a bit of a reward. Though the target survived it didn't really matter; when the yandere woke up she'd probably be brainwashed by Saikou technology and turned into a maid or servant of some kind.

The girl, part of a project code named NEMESIS, was purring cutely. The crush was clearly stockholm syndrome from the torture (not that Megami cared in the slightest, it made her personal servant even more obedient). After a bit Megami removed her hand from her pet's hair and snapped, watching her servant slump to the ground, unconscious. Megami smiled, "Good girl." She whispered, her silver eyes twinkling with untrustworthiness. She got up and carried her to her room, where she'd be brainwashed and tortured in the morning.