Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation.

Chapter 380 I'm Kissing You (8.2K views, please subscribe!)
“Hmm!!?”

After realizing what Herbert was doing to her, Flora was thrown into a state of utter panic, standing frozen in place, completely forgetting how to react.

Completely bewildered, she didn't even struggle, letting Herbert hold her and take from her relentlessly.

"……Well!"

Logically speaking, Flora shouldn't be so agitated at this time.

One reason is because of her race.

As a legendary succubus, even if she had never experienced sexual relations, she shouldn't be in such an awkward and flustered situation because of a kiss.

On the other hand, this was not Flora's first kiss with Herbert.

Previously, she had secretly given Herbert her first kiss, leaving behind a blessing called "Kiss of the Abyss".

However, the situation then was different from now.

At that time, Herbert was in a coma and was unaware of Flora's actions.

In addition, it was her initiative at that time, so she felt less psychologically burdened.

But now, Flora has become the one who is passive.

Their social status has changed.

The predator has become the prey!
Hmm... was this Miss Demon really a predator at first?

Those who look like hunters are the real prey, and those who look like prey are the real hunters.

"Well……"

After a long period of stunned silence, Flora still couldn't break free.

It was only after Herbert saw that Miss Devil was not reacting that she took the initiative to release her, and she passively regained her freedom.

After regaining her freedom, Flora was still stunned for a moment before her eyes gradually cleared.

Flora looked at Herbert, and Herbert looked at her.

!!!

Her eyes widened, and she shoved Herbert away, pointing a finger sharply as she stammered, "You...you...you!!!"

Herbert: ?

He paused, not understanding the reaction. He pointed to himself and said uncertainly, "Uh, I...I...I?"

What's wrong with me?
Wait, what's with your reaction?

Why does he seem a little dim-witted?

Stop messing around!
I have principles and a bottom line; I would never lay a hand on a fool!
"...Ahem."

Herbert himself wasn't very confident about what he was saying, so he could only silently add to it in his mind.

"Um... I mean the general case."

The situations of certain silly dragons and silly vampires are, well, still a bit different.

Even if we take a step back and consider the matter of monster girls, how can that be the same thing?

They're not human!

While Herbert was trying to justify himself, Flora finally returned to normal.

"Cough cough!"

She coughed twice and finally managed to straighten her tongue.

But at this moment, Flora did not reprimand Herbert, but instead asked a very cryptic question.

She pouted, her expression a mixture of embarrassment and annoyance, and asked, "You...you...Herbert! What did you just do?!"

Herbert: ?

This question, which was hard to describe as either "naive" or "confused," made Herbert blink.

Huh, what did I do?
"……Um?"

He blinked, touched his lips, then looked up at Flora's lips and tilted his head suspiciously.

No, isn't what I did obvious enough?
This question made him lose confidence.

Herbert thought for a full half minute before asking uncertainly, "Uh, don't you understand? I'm kissing you."

Flora then realized that her words were quite ambiguous, and glared at him in embarrassment and annoyance.

Of course I understand that!
After being interrupted like that, her momentum diminished considerably, and she appeared shy but not angry, which made her all the more endearing.

Flora glared at Herbert, only to be met with a smiling gaze in return, which only made her lose more and more momentum.

Finally, she gave in, hugged her knees, squatted down, and muttered weakly, "But, but we're not..."

You forced a kiss on me!

That's indecent!
Flora wanted to say those words—but her pride as a succubus prevented her from uttering them.

Although Flora didn't like her identity as a succubus, she still retained some of the dignity that came with it.

That's so ridiculous it'll make people laugh!

A legendary succubus claimed she had been sexually assaulted; who knew how abstract that statement was?

Nobody will believe that.

Not only will they not believe it, they will even spread it around as an abstract joke, telling it to others as a joke during their leisure time.

I don't want to become a laughingstock like that!

Herbert, enjoying the pitiful yet amusing look on her face as she bit her lower lip, shook his head slightly.

He stepped forward, sat down gently in front of Flora, hugged his knees, and smiled at her.

Are you unhappy because of our relationship?

The boy lowered his eyes and said softly, "We may not be lovers, we may be a prisoner and a warden, but...aren't there other identities between us?"

Herbert's words made Flora's eyes look even more complicated.

"..."

Yes, he's right, they have another identity.

Master and servant.

However, they both knew that this relationship was not one of true master and servant.

Flora was willing to become his servant, provided that Herbert helped her escape from the chaos as promised.

As if sensing Flora's unease, Herbert said softly, "Don't worry, I will definitely keep my promise to you."

"And haven't I already done it?"

Herbert pouted and snorted unhappily, "Even this time, didn't I help you get out of the chaos?"

Why are you making it sound like I've been taking advantage of you all along? Do you think I'm that kind of person?

Although she complained like that, Herbert secretly agreed in her heart—hey, you know what I mean.

You have a really good eye for people!
I really am that kind of person.

"……Uh-huh!!!"

Flora only then came to her senses and realized that she had completely escaped the chaotic nightmare and returned to reality.

She looked around at her familiar surroundings, pursed her lips, her confidence waning, and weakly asked, "How long was I unconscious this time?"

The previous chaos was measured in months, or even years, often lasting for several months or even several years.

Only after prolonged chaos and torment can one barely regain a sliver of sanity in the nightmare and return to normalcy.

This time, she had a rather long dream... the past in the outside world was probably not short.

But the result was beyond her expectations.

"Less than an hour?"

Herbert thought for a moment, then said in a somewhat uncertain tone, "Anyway, I came over as soon as I realized there was a problem on your end."

“Kreti said you’ve been in a state of confusion for about ten minutes. It’s unclear exactly how long, but it hasn’t been more than an hour, maybe even less than half an hour.”

Herbert nodded modestly, not making any definitive statements or insisting on a fixed time of half an hour, leaving some leeway—let's just say an hour.

! ! ?

Herbert thought it was nothing special, nothing to brag about, and seemed quite modest.

Only those truly caught up in the chaos can truly understand just how incredibly valuable this statement is!
The chaotic state that Flora herself needed months or even years to escape, he couldn't even last half an hour with!?
What's even more outrageous is that at least half of that half hour was spent in a state of confusion.

In other words, Herbert only needed fifteen minutes to restore her health!?

This chaotic instinct... is it really that simple in your hands?
Is it really that easy to control?
So what exactly have I been busy with all my efforts in the first half of my life?

"W-wh-huh... ah?"

Flora, feeling her worldview being challenged, fell into a state of "confusion".

"You seem to have scared her." After enjoying Flora's exaggerated reaction, Miss Harmony burst into laughter.

You little rascal, your courage is indeed as small as your chest, you can't even handle this?

That's really scary, and it's quite funny.

Herbert's empathetic remark—the fault wasn't Flora's, it was Nene's.

Did you scare them?

Clearly, the problem lies with you this time.

Don't cry wolf here.

Sure enough, criminals often like to return to the crime scene to admire their masterpieces.

Herbert played a significant role in helping Flora return to normal this time, but Nenasha deserves even more credit.

With His help, Herbert was able to successfully enter Flora's chaotic nightmare.

It was also with His great help that Flora's dream was modified and compiled.

That's right, this time, Neyana is the MVP, while Herbert is the one who won by doing nothing.

"Did I scare her? Haha, how could I? She's just a cute little black cat~"

The certain quirky lady had no intention of admitting her contribution; instead, she playfully whispered in Herbert's ear, "Meow~"

Herbert: ?

Are you being malicious and cute?

Are you trying to meow like a cat here?

Why was the old woman so alert...?

【"Um?"】

After spending more time with her, Nenasha gained a better understanding of Herbert's emotional changes, and she keenly noticed the subtle shifts in his emotions.

"Hey, what rude things are you thinking about again? I'm going to get angry!"

cough!
Herbert coughed lightly and retorted repeatedly, "No, cough cough, it's just your imagination! How could I be so impolite?"

"Ha, you'd better be."

Miss Harmony didn't take his disrespect to heart—given their current relationship, talking about respect or disrespect was utterly meaningless.

These little squabbles were just playful interactions between the two of them, a tacit understanding between them.

Yes.

Everyone is part of their play.

Nenasha, whether addicted or for some other reason, kept imitating a cat's meows: ["Meow~ Meow~ Meow..."]

"..."

Herbert finally managed to escape the mental torment of Nenasa meowing in his ear and shifted his attention to Flora, who was gradually calming down.

He smiled at her and said leisurely:

"I kept my promise, didn't I?"

Flora pursed her lips and nodded:

"……Correct."

Regardless of the minor incident that occurred at the end, Herbert did indeed, as he said, successfully get her temporarily out of her chaotic instincts.

"Then you should keep your promise, right?"

"...Yes, you're right."

Yes, that's all reasonable.

Flora nodded slightly, her attitude returning to its usual respectful state.

She has completely regained her composure.

Their relationship remains that of master and servant—will it really be as she wishes?
The answer is clearly no.

"very good."

After receiving Flora's affirmation, Herbert smiled, stood up, and sat down next to her.

He leaned against Flora, sitting with his knees drawn up to his chest, their shoulders lightly touching.

He stopped staring into Flora's eyes and asked softly, "Flora, don't lie, answer my question—do you hate me?"

Perhaps because Herbert wasn't staring at her closely, or perhaps because he was sitting right next to her, Flora wasn't as nervous as she had imagined.

The succubus thought about it seriously for a moment, then gently shook her head.

"……Do not."

From any perspective, Flora never disliked Herbert.

Even with today's somewhat unexpected turn of events, Flora still didn't develop any aversion to Herbert.

Herbert possessed considerable charm, with a natural fragrance and a unique personal charisma.

Not to mention, Herbert spent hundreds of years with her in that long dream.

She is now finding it difficult to completely distinguish between dreams and reality, and sometimes she feels as if the boy in front of her has really known her for hundreds of years.

So, do you like me?

Faced with the second question, Flora paused for a moment, then shook her head again: "I...I don't know."

She was somewhat confused about what kind of feelings she had for Herbert.

I wouldn't say I hate it, but I probably don't like it much either.

He is special to her, but not that special yet.

"Don't force yourself to find an answer."

Herbert noticed her hesitation and chuckled, "You can think about it slowly and carefully; there's plenty of time."

“And until you figure it out, our relationship will never change, will it?”

“…Hmm.” Flora nodded silently.

Seeing Flora's obedient demeanor, Herbert blinked and said with a smile, "Speaking of which, don't you find it quite interesting that a special relationship started with a 'kiss from the abyss'?"

"Ok?"

Flora frowned slightly, shook her head, and gave him a helpless yet charmingly disdainful look.

To retract the foreword—Herbert hasn't changed at all.

This guy is still being a scoundrel.

"..."

The succubus hesitated for a moment after being teased, because instead of leaving him, she chose to approach him on her own initiative.

She leaned toward Herbert and rested her head on his shoulder—just as she had done countless times in the “past.”

In the desert, in the forest, on the ice field... they lit campfires, told their stories under the night sky, and huddled together in the cold wind.

He is still him, and she is still her.

perhaps……

Actually, nothing has changed.

Sensing the subtle change in Flora's emotions, Herbert lowered his eyes, a slight smile playing on his lips, and said softly, "Flora, I look forward to our next meeting."

"Every encounter thereafter."

……

……

"call……"

Herbert walked out of the lava lake alone and let out a long sigh of relief.

Flora remained hidden at the bottom of the lava lake, processing the day's events—she was somewhat unsure how to face others with her current expression. The succubus was still in a state of "confusion."

In contrast, Herbert appeared calmer, but in reality, he was not as relaxed as he seemed.

"Flora is safe... for now," he thought to himself with a sense of helplessness.

"Yes, temporarily."

Nenasha picked up where Herbert left off, saying leisurely, "Strictly speaking, this is only a temporary suppression."

"Although you've penetrated her dreams and left your mark on her memories, this suppression effect can only last for a year at most, after which it will need to be replenished."

"Either you leave your mark on her soul, making her yours completely."

"Either we have to choose a more thorough approach."

"So, what's the method?"

"A purification baptism."

Nenasha didn't keep them in suspense and explained directly:

"If you want this little devil to truly rid herself of her chaotic instincts, she needs a complete baptism to thoroughly purify her soul and wash away the madness and chaos of the abyss."

"Of course, this isn't an easy thing, hehe~"

Hearing the malicious laughter, Herbert's brow twitched: "Just tell me straight, what exactly do you want me to do?"

"Let me think... For example, purifying the body with divine flames, cleansing the soul with holy light, tearing apart with the winds of chaos..."

Miss Harmony recounted the various dangerous and terrifying operations with great enthusiasm, as if she had been looking forward to this for a long time.

Herbert, sweating slightly as he listened to His terrifying words, quickly interrupted, asking, "Wait! Are these methods you're talking about safe?"

"Safe? Of course not!"

Nena laughed and immediately said, "Whichever method is used, it's almost tantamount to destruction for her... well, that is, if I don't help her."

Miss Harmony's final twist finally brought Herbert a sigh of relief.

Fortunately.

How can I describe this feeling?
To give an analogy, it's like a young person whose health isn't good going to see a traditional Chinese medicine doctor, only to be diagnosed with all sorts of symptoms that would make anyone speechless.

Before he could even use anger to cover up his embarrassment, he heard the old Chinese medicine doctor's calm words: "I can cure it."

The situation took an unexpected turn, and everyone was happy.

【"Don't get too excited yet, I never said I was going to help her~" Nenasha added sarcastically.

Did I say I wanted to help?

no.

Why did you assume I would help?
Herbert, having regained his composure, raised an eyebrow and asked, "So, will you help her?"

"Oh dear~ Do I know how?"

"You will, hehe."

Herbert lowered his eyes, shook his head, and smiled softly: "Since you brought it up on purpose, you certainly won't refuse to offer her a little help."

"Hmm~ Hehe, you're acting like you know me pretty well."

"It's not just a feeling, I really understand you."

[“Hmph~”]

Nena snorted, feigning aloofness and haughtiness:
"Well, since you've put it that way, then for your sake, I'll offer her a tiny bit of help!"

"Yes, thank you, great Lady Nenasha!"

"Hmph, you know that much."

Nenasha actually didn't dislike Flora at all; in fact, she quite liked her.

In that dream, He also spent some time with Herbert and the others in the form of a black cat, and thus gained some understanding of Flora's personality.

Gods are stingy, but they are also generous.

They were incredibly stingy with their responses to ordinary believers whom they didn't care about.

But they are extremely generous to those mortals whom they favor, and they readily bestow divine grace upon them.

Coincidentally, Nenasha had a very good impression of Flora.

Ok……

However, it's not about complete appreciation or wholesale acceptance.

In some ways, He still harbored some hostility towards this demonic sage.

Just like...

"By the way, if, as you say, your life and Flora's life are reduced to just 'meeting,' then what about me, who has always been with you?"

Herbert: ?

So sudden?

Gods are indeed the most unstable beings in the world.

Goddesses, in particular, are the epitome of versatility.

One second they were laughing and talking, the next second their attitude suddenly changed completely.

Hehe → No hehe!

"Oh? Hehe..."

However, Herbert was not surprised by Nenasha's question.

After saying those words to Flora, Herbert knew that Nenasha, who had been eavesdropping, would inevitably come to question him.

Nenasha's question had a very simple implication—is separation all that's left for us?

Is it jealousy?

Are you still worried?

...Anyway, she's really cute.

Seeing Herbert chuckling to himself, Nenasa grumbled somewhat impatiently, "Stop just laughing, say something!"

say!

answer me!
"Don't rush, don't rush, I'll tell you now, hehe."

Herbert chuckled, and after waiting for the opportune moment, he said with a smile, "Haven't you already told me our ending?"

【"Um?"】

他 说:

Just like you said—you'll always be with me.

The answer lies in the riddle itself.

Since we've already been together all along, what's the point of separation?

Until death do us part?

No.

Even death cannot separate us.

"Hey, hey, hey—aren't you cheating?"

Nena was somewhat annoyed by Herbert's clever answer and wanted to refute it, but then fell silent.

【"……hehe."】

After a moment, He chuckled softly and whispered in Herbert's ear in a calm yet firm voice:

"Never to be apart."

After saying this softly, seemingly to hide her shyness, Nenasha quickly changed the subject.

"By the way, after helping out this time, I'm going to take a break for a while!"

Changing dreams is exhausting!
Time to rest!
But Herbert wasn't buying it. He curled his lip and sneered, "Ha, you always say you're taking a break, but you're always secretly spying on us."

I believe you!
It's not that Herbert didn't believe it; Miss Harmony has too many past offenses.

Every time he says he's going to rest, he never tells him he's rested properly. Instead, he lurks in the shadows, watching from the shadows until he has no choice but to show himself again.

"Don't sleep! How can someone your age sleep? Hmm?"

【"Oh, haha~ I really need to rest now, I'm not kidding you~"】

Nenasha chuckled and replied, then continued, "Alright, alright, I'm going to sleep now! Goodnight!"

Soon, His breath subsided, and no matter how Herbert called out to Him, He no longer responded.

"Playing dead again, huh."

Herbert expressed strong doubt as to whether He was truly asleep.

"Alright, he'll wake up eventually anyway..."

As Herbert was thinking this, before he could even take a step, Nenasha's voice rang out without warning.

"Oh! Right, there's something I almost forgot to tell you!"

"If you want to help that little devil and the imps undergo purification and baptism, you'll need to find some special environments or materials."

"It might not be easy, but I believe you can find it!"

Herbert pursed his lips, didn't reply, but instead snorted and asked, "Weren't you asleep?"

It felt like two people had already said goodnight to each other and were about to meet in their dreams, but instead they met in a canyon.

Weren't you asleep?

【“Oh dear! I’m asleep, I’m asleep, I’m asleep…”】Nenesha chuckled, and her breath disappeared again.

"Oh, it's true."

Herbert snorted, shook his head helplessly, and hummed, "Goodnight."

The deity did not respond, but Herbert felt that He must have heard his voice.

He looked away, no longer dwelling on whether Nenasa was truly asleep or faking it—adults need to understand the importance of respecting boundaries.

Since He said He was asleep, then He really was asleep, so don't worry about it.

Hmm... we still need to look at it dialectically.

Sometimes, running isn't really running, and getting your hair done isn't really getting your hair done.

"A purification baptism?"

To completely rid Flora of the torment of chaos, purification is essential, and Herbert will certainly keep his promise.

But the problem is... where can I find those things?
Holy light, divine flames, chaotic winds, and so on—these things either come from the gods or only exist in extremely dangerous places.

He thought for a moment, and a bold and dangerous idea flashed through his mind.

"We can't possibly risk stealing the sun god's authority again, can we? His power seems to fit the bill... Hiss!"

and many more!

Stop thinking!

Stop thinking about it!
Herbert shook his head vigorously, trying to shake the absurd thought that had flashed through his mind.

"No, no, no, that would be too reckless."

There are techniques to getting freebies!

There's no reason to keep fleecing the same sheep!

Moreover, the sun god is never a lamb to the slaughter; He is the most temperamental sun in the world.

In addition...

Herbert recalled another detail mentioned at the end of Nenasa's words, raised his eyebrows, and blinked.

"Speaking of which, can Kreti also be used for purification and baptism?"

It sounds a bit strange, but if you think about it carefully, it seems quite reasonable.

If demons can be purified and baptized, then there's no reason why devils can't be.

"However, she doesn't seem to have any intention of being baptized."

As Herbert thought this, his gaze fell on the demon that had been peering out from the bronze castle, observing the lava pool.

Her eyes were full of curiosity, yet she also looked wary, as if she was worried that Flora might suddenly leap out of the lava pool.

"Um……"

Herbert looked at the scene and shook his head slightly.

"Whether you're baptized or not seems to make no difference; it doesn't seem to change your IQ at all..."

Just as Herbert was cricketing and talking to Kreti right in front of her, she noticed Herbert approaching and waved to him.

"Herbert! How is she? She... uh!"

Halfway through her question, Kretie suddenly realized that her phrasing seemed a bit too intimate with Flora, so she changed her question to, "Is she dead?"

Herbert: ?

What kind of standard tsundere is this?
"Hmm? Are you worried about her?"

Herbert blinked, carefully examining the devil before him.

Eh?
Didn't you two have a bad relationship?
Why are you suddenly concerned about her now?
"Humph!"

Miss Devil, somewhat embarrassed by Herbert's gaze, snorted and shouted, "I'm worried about her? Ha!"

"Worried about that demon? Are you kidding me!"

Herbert nodded and smiled, "Oh, I see~"

"...Tsk."

Kretty succumbed to Herbert's meaningful gaze, turned her head away, and muttered, "I'm worried that if she dies now, I won't be able to get revenge on her later!"

Herbert smiled upon hearing this.

Row.

If you're going to keep being so stubborn, then I'll accept it.

"Then you can rest assured, Flora is alive and well, and her strength seems to have even improved a bit."

With Herbert's help, Flora successfully suppressed her chaotic instincts, and as a result, her strength, which had not improved for many years, increased slightly.

Just as Kretty was about to rejoice at the good news, she heard the disheartening bad news.

How did she get even stronger?!?

What should I do?

I can't beat her now, and if Flora gets even stronger, won't I be completely powerless to fight back?
No!

This can't go on!
You might as well just drown in there—

Kreti was filled with grief and indignation when suddenly a fragment of thought flashed through her mind, and her eyes lit up.

"correct!"

Miss Devil suddenly looked at Herbert and asked quickly, "Herbert! Valentina said you helped her improve her strength using a special method! Is that true!?"

"Increase my strength? How... um?"

Herbert: ? ? ?

He suddenly realized what Valentina was talking about.
No!

My dear Miss Hungry Dragon, why do you tell everyone everything?!?
Is this something I can tell outsiders?
Uh... maybe Valentina didn't consider the other people in this disciplinary institution as outsiders at all.

For Miss Hungry Dragon—everyone here is in jail, so where are the bad guys?

They are all good people!

Fine.

"Uh, that's true, what's wrong?"

Herbert's lips twitched, and he asked uncertainly, "What do you want to do by asking this?"

Have!
It really exists!!!
"What are you doing? Is that even a question?"

Kreti was overjoyed and waved his hand, creating waves.

"I also want!"

The ignorant Miss Devil, hands on her hips, chest puffed out, shouted at Herbert with a longing look on her face:

"I want you to help me improve my strength too!!!"

(End of this chapter)