**Chapter 537**
**Scene 1**
**Dagon POV**
I couldn't stop pacing.
My office aboard the *Grey Wolf* felt too small for the storm raging inside my head. Sakura—Yuki—sat primly on the edge of the couch, watching me with those familiar purple eyes that somehow belonged to both the little girl I once protected and the young woman now standing before me. Every time I glanced at her, memories crashed together: tiny hands clutching my sleeve in the ruins of Russia, her stubborn refusal to leave my side even when the bombs fell, and now this confident princess declaring herself part of my life again.
"This is boring," Sakura complained after several long minutes, crossing her arms under her generous chest. "At least do you have any games?"
Ahsoka, who had been quietly observing from the side, offered a hesitant smile and handed her a holo-tablet. "We have this combat game Dagon developed. It's called *Empire at War*."
Sakura's eyes lit up as she took the device, but the spark quickly shifted into something far more dangerous. She set the tablet aside and looked straight at me.
"Just to be clear, I am Force sensitive and I do know how to use the Force," she declared confidently. "So just give me a lightsaber and some armor and I could join your Jedi harem."
"What? No. Obviously not," Shin cut in immediately, her voice sharp with disbelief. "You are a princess."
Sakura tilted her head, completely unfazed. "I could just tell my father I want to come with you. I have that power. He loves me very much—similar to how Dagon took care of me and the other orphans."
I stopped pacing and pinched the bridge of my nose. "Yuki… Sakura… I'm guessing if I don't allow you, you'll use your status to eventually follow me and possibly get into trouble anyway, right?"
"Yes," she answered without hesitation, then added with a sly smile, "And just so you know, I am a virgin. I know your tastes. Though it was troubling to even find out what you were attracted to, I know at least you didn't care for any specific girl sizes—breasts to butt. You only preferred personality."
She adjusted her royal clothes deliberately, the motion drawing attention to her figure as she met my gaze boldly.
I exhaled heavily and sat down across from her. The girls gathered closer, the Force bond humming with a chaotic mix of surprise, protectiveness, and reluctant curiosity. I told Sakura everything—John Connor's phase-matter return, the alternate universe, Skynet's lingering threat, the multiverse dangers that followed me like a shadow. The girls listened silently as I laid bare the full weight of what being with me truly meant.
Sakura absorbed it all without flinching. When I finished, she simply nodded.
"Fine," I said at last, voice firm. "But you can't come with me yet. Not until I finish this campaign. And you were an incredibly troublesome kid when I went to war against Skynet, so I'm not taking any chances."
"It was only one time," Sakura said shyly, cheeks flushing. "And we came out relatively unscathed."
"Unscathed?" I replied, half-angry and half-amused. "We destroyed a mountain range, and I ended up with three broken ribs because of you."
**Scene 2**
The girls had followed me into the adjacent briefing room. The atmosphere was thick with tension as we tried to process this unexpected complication.
"This is a lot," Shin said, rubbing her temples. "She's clearly Force-sensitive and determined. But adding another person right now…"
Visenya, ever the emotional observer, spoke up first. "She obviously has feelings for you—no matter how strange or wrong it might seem from the outside. Perhaps she just needs time with us. Plus, she grew up in this galaxy. Unlike you, who appeared suddenly at Geonosis, she's a royal member of a powerful family. She could actually help you become Jedi Lord."
Kayla let out a long sigh, her Zeltron features showing a mix of amusement and resignation. "I hate that a Zeltron is making the most sense here. But as a fellow Zeltron, even I'm still surprised by the size of this harem. Even though it *could* have more… it won't have more. Well, whatever. I say we take her with us eventually and show her enough trauma that she decides to cut her losses."
"Challenge accepted," Sakura's voice came from the doorway—she had clearly been listening. She stepped inside and puffed out her chest, meeting Erictia's equally impressive figure in a defiant stare-down. "And be aware… I never lose."
Erictia narrowed her eyes, but a reluctant grin tugged at her lips. The rest of the girls exchanged glances—some exasperated, some quietly amused. Through the bond I felt the undercurrent of acceptance slowly forming. We were already deep in this strange, loving chaos. What was one more complicated soul bound to me by fate and shared history?
I watched Sakura standing there, proud and determined, and felt the familiar weight of responsibility settle on my shoulders once again. But beneath it, a small, warm spark of something like hope flickered.
Maybe the galaxy wasn't just throwing new complications at me.
Maybe it was giving me back one of the lights I thought I'd lost forever.