“Where did you come from?” the man stared at me—evil, predatory eyes. He was about to pounce. “Don’t look at me like that, or I’ll get embarrassed.” “Over there,” I glanced at the smudged pentagram under my feet. “It was me who summoned Mom!” Milana said proudly, then twisted her face into a look of sincere regret. “Daddy, don’t be angry. I just wanted to see Mom, but it didn’t work—I mixed up the spells.” “Yeah,” I drawled. “Just don’t throw me to that monster.” I pointed at the window, where no one was there anymore. I’d been summoned to another world for seven days, to play Mom for a little girl. But one problem: this girl has a huge dragon-daddy. And I don’t like him—at all!