Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation.

Chapter 383 Then Kiss Me! (7K Subscription Requested!)
"..."

After Herbert finished speaking, the room fell into complete silence.

Oh, it's not completely quiet anymore; Valentina's steady breathing and the sound of her slurping saliva are still there as background white noise.

What did you just say?

Miss Devil's lips twitched involuntarily as she narrowed her eyes and stared at the boy outside the doorway.

Kretty raised her hand, first pointing at Herbert, then hesitating for a moment before pointing at herself.

"……Um?"

"Ah."

"By the way, I meant your mind was lewd, not that you're physically lewd... oh, no, you're pretty lewd, aren't you?"

To be honest, Kretty's figure is really lewd.

"you!"

She rolled her eyes as she watched Herbert nod slightly in realization, her face twitching, and she almost choked.

"You fucking... cough cough!"

After coughing twice, Miss Devil finally managed to catch her breath and said with difficulty, "You said, I... am lewd?"

Me?!?

"That's right, Kreti, you're such a pervert!"

Outside the door, Herbert nodded quite seriously and sighed, "I really didn't expect you to be such a devil! You actually harbored such inappropriate thoughts about me!"

Kreti: What?!?
"I……"

Herbert's smile grew even brighter as he watched Kreti nearly lose her temper. He even said understandingly, "But Kreti, it's okay, I understand you."

"Yes, you're not wrong. So what if it's vulgar? It's vulgar! It's a healthy way of thinking!"

"It's really nothing! You don't need to suppress your thoughts at all."

What's wrong with wanting to be a little frivolous?

That's right!

Being a little slutty is not a crime!

He nodded vigorously and said seriously, "Moreover, it is perfectly normal for someone like you to react to me and have special fantasies about me. It is a human reaction that can be understood."

"You are not the first, and you certainly won't be the last."

As Herbert spoke, he peeked his face out from the broken doorway, gazing affectionately at Kretty, and said sincerely, "Don't worry, Kretty... I will forgive you!"

"It's alright, I forgive your disrespectful thoughts towards me."

You should forgive yourself too~

"Keep going! You can definitely overcome this!"

"Well, if you really can't overcome it, it's okay not to! I won't be angry—"

Herbert encouraged him generously, demonstrating a magnanimous and unpretentious demeanor.

As a result, these few words directly broke down Kretiegan's defenses.

She suddenly lowered her head and bit her lip hard—of course, this reaction was not because she was moved.

It was because of anger!
After Herbert's incessant harassment, the devilish lady, who had been both ashamed and annoyed not long ago, was now only filled with irritation.

"Tsk!"

What the hell are you spouting here?!

What nonsense are they babbling about over there?
Who asked you to forgive them?

Who needs to overcome this?
and also!

Who's got designs on you?!

At this moment, Miss Devil had completely broken down.

Moreover, she discovered that she was no match for this guy when it came to stirring up emotions and making people angry.

Lost.

As a formidable devil, I have lost so utterly in this regard.

My own seductive tricks were no match for him at all; they were utterly insignificant.

"hateful……"

She is not reconciled!

How could I possibly lose to him?!?

More than being teased by Herbert, this was what truly broke her down.

Furthermore, Kretty's ability to maintain such a clear mind was not due to her high resistance to Herbert's "sweet talk".

Rather, it was because Herbert's appearance at that moment was simply too unique.

Herbert proved a point at this moment—no matter how handsome a face is, it shouldn't be used so carelessly.

A head sticking out of a doorway can hardly be considered handsome.

In particular, when there is another star on the wall not far away, echoing the previous one, the abstractness of the whole scene is taken to another level.

No way, this outfit is so weird!!
It's unbearable to look at.

You damned paladin, are you playing me for a fool?

"……call!"

Although she couldn't help but curse inwardly, Kretty knew in her heart that Herbert was just playing her for a fool.

He wasn't seriously trying to "tempt" himself at all; he was just joking with himself.

And the worst thing, and the one that Kretty regrets the most, is that she simply couldn't refuse.

It's all that contract's fault!
"...Damn it!"

The thought of that contract only fueled Kreti's anger.

If fate gave Krete the chance to go back to any point in the past and choose again, she would go back without hesitation to the time before she signed that damned contract.

She regrets it!
She hated her own stupidity even more than being tricked by Herbert.

How could someone make such a big mistake?
The request was made by the person themselves, insisting that the other party help them improve their abilities.

A contract is one that you actively propose and request to sign; the other party has no choice but to sign it.

The terms were drafted and reviewed by myself, and a perfect consensus has been reached with the other party.

Although Herbert was by no means innocent in this matter, he was indeed incredibly foolish to come up with such a whimsical idea.

From beginning to end, everything was orchestrated by myself – I have no one to blame but myself.

Under these various constraints, Kreti had no way to resist the contract.

This embarrassment and anger almost made Miss Devil withdraw into herself.

The reason it was "almost" is entirely because Herbert has now diverted her emotions in a different direction.

If it weren't for Herbert's abstract operations interfering with her, Kreti would likely be consumed by painful regret and resentment right now.

Burning with resentment and anger, he suppressed his feelings and gradually went to extremes.

This is actually Herbert's real purpose in not forcing her to bow her head and make this "abstract" gesture at this moment.

He didn't want to see Miss Devil genuinely hate him.

It's okay to joke with idiots.

Fools have the self-awareness that they are not smart enough. Even if they are cheated, they will be angry for a while and then accept their bad luck.

The same applies to smart people.

Smart people realize they've been tricked the moment they're caught and accept their defeat.

They don't dwell on temporary gains or losses; even if they fail, they only think about how to win back their losses and regain their footing in the future.

The most painful thing in the world is for those caught in the middle between these two extremes.

Being neither fully committed nor fully compliant is the most painful thing.

They lack a clear understanding of themselves, consider themselves intelligent, yet are always treated like fools and made fools of.

In fact, blindly having an inflated sense of self-worth is not confidence, but simply torturing oneself meaninglessly.

Knowing yourself is the first step to becoming a wise person.

Only by understanding this and letting go of self-criticism can one truly succeed.

Among the monster girls Herbert encountered, there were quite a few "smart ones," such as Freyme and Svanee, but also quite a few "fools," such as Valentina and Eliza... cough cough cough!

Of course, Herbert's thoughts were merely metaphors; the true reality was far from that.

Kreti, on the other hand, belongs to the category of those who haven't recognized their own position.

She was neither stupid nor a genius; she was just an ordinary person.

This is not a denigration, but rather Herbert's heartfelt assessment.

If Kretty were truly intelligent, she wouldn't have clashed with Flora; instead, she would have become friends with her only roommate.

Instead of harassing the other party from time to time and getting a beating in return.

But Kretty wasn't stupid; she stayed inside the bronze fortress and didn't jump into the lava lake to fight Flora to the death.

What's the most important thing if you want to win her over?
Is the goal to leave a deep impression on her?
This is necessary, but not the most important.

What we really need to do is "not hurt her".

Don't hurt her feelings—for example, don't make her realize that she really is an idiot.

And don't use overly harsh methods from the start.

The correct approach is to proceed gradually and slowly, gradually eroding her heart.

Herbert's use of these abstractions was merely a way to transfer Kretty's anger towards him onto her—the hatred was transferred.

Although Miss Devil would still be very angry, she would not blame herself, but would instead feel even deeper hatred for him.

This is exactly what Herbert wanted.

As we all know, the transformation between "love" and "hate" is very simple.

A single trivial matter can cause someone to lose all hope in a lover they once adored, or turn two sworn enemies into lovers bound by life and death.

Human emotions are very complex and easily disturbed.

Although those who play with emotions may ultimately gain nothing, Herbert was not afraid because he was always sincere.

As long as my efforts are sincere, what I receive in return will also be sincere.

As for how much sincerity I have... well, mind your own business!
Anyway, I'm being sincere!

In addition, there are other principles and techniques in this whole set of concepts, such as exchanging modeling for opportunities, length for sound, and technology for posture... cough.

Adhering to this philosophy of "treating sincerity with sincerity," Herbert continued to tease Miss Devil, smiling and saying, "I understand your current state. You're not wrong! You're just too repressed!"

By this time, Kreti's emotions had been completely stirred up by Herbert, and she had completely forgotten her previous failure in the contract, waiting for him menacingly.

Yes, the poor devil has become a plaything in the hands of the paladin.
“I didn’t… um? Repressed?” Even though she was burning with anger, Kreti was still taken aback.

What's causing this repression?
"Don't you understand? Sigh, you've really been suppressed in this discipline center for too long, you don't even realize the problem yourself!" Herbert shook his head regretfully, trying hard to suppress the corners of his mouth from turning up.

It's obvious that she's feeling repressed.

"Humph!"

Even though she didn't fully understand Herbert's meaning at that moment, Kreti still understood his gaze—he was mocking her!

Miss Devil remained furious.

What's this talk of repression or vulgarity?

That's slander!

Pure slander!
Furthermore, even if I did have lewd thoughts, what about you?

How dare you say such a thing?
How dare you judge me?
What did you just do?
Taking off your clothes is one thing, but what's with taking off your pants?!?

"Hey, didn't you just roll your eyes at me? You know what? That's actually a sign of suppressed emotions..."

"Ahhh!"

……

After being teased by Herbert for quite some time, Kretty's anger gradually subsided, and she rolled her eyes at him.

"Look, you're suppressing your feelings again."

"Tsk!"

Finally, after reaching her breaking point, Miss Devil gave up and snapped, "Fine! Stop talking! Can't I just go along with you?"

It's just a kiss, isn't it?
Go ahead and kiss me!
Leave me alone!
Kretty resigned herself to her fate, frowning and closing her eyes, waiting for Herbert to come and take away her lips.

But as a result, she waited for a long time, but Herbert didn't come over to kiss her... or even come into the room.

"Ok?"

She opened her eyes uncertainly and found Herbert still standing there, grinning as he said to her, "Why are you looking at me? I can't get in, so why don't you come closer?"

Kreti: ?

Still pretending?
The devil curled his lip, snorted coldly, and glanced sideways at the paladin.

"Ah!"

Are you fucking kidding me?
Your "siege hammer" is sleeping right there. If you want to go in, who can stop you?
No matter how much Kretty hinted, Herbert wouldn't go in. He just stood outside the door, smiling at her and beckoning her with his finger.

Come here! Come here!
"Humph!"

Kretty glared at Herbert and bared her teeth: "Don't even think about letting me through!"

I'm not going!

"You just want to come over? Fine, let's try a different approach..."

Herbert looked at Kretie, then suddenly smiled mysteriously and whispered, "How about this, come and kiss me."

Ok?
"I do not want!"

"Be good, come here and kiss me!"

"No—don't—" Kreti's eyes practically rolled to the sky.

I already really don't want you to kiss me, let alone me kiss you?
Don't even think about it!

Despite her insistence, Herbert finally backed down first, saying, "Alright, alright, since you're being so fake and coy... I'll back down one more time. This time, all you have to do is kiss the back of my hand."

"Is this okay?"

"I've already made so many concessions. If you still refuse, I might really have to resort to other means."

After saying that, Herbert silently looked at Miss Broken Hammer, who was stuck in the wall.

Although he didn't say anything explicitly, the threat was obvious.

Either you come here.

Either I let her go over there.

You choose!

"..."

Perhaps she didn't want to continue entangled with Herbert, or perhaps she didn't want to confront Valentina head-on, after struggling with the decision for a long time, Kretty finally reluctantly agreed to Herbert's proposal.

"It's a deal. After I'm done, you're not allowed to bring up any other conditions!"

"Don't worry, I definitely won't break my promise."

She walked slowly to the door, knelt on one knee in front of the opening, grasped Herbert's long, slender hand that he had reached in, and gently touched the back of his hand with the tip of her nose as a gesture of respect, like kissing his hand.

The traditional hand-kissing gesture originally did not involve actually kissing the back of the hand; doing so would be considered a rude provocation.

Kretty wanted to let it go, but she knew very well that Herbert would not give up so easily now.

"..."

So, after hesitating for half a second, Kretty closed her eyes, steeled her heart, and placed her red lips on Herbert's hand.

She originally only planned to give him a quick, light kiss and then let go, hoping to get rid of this annoying guy.

However, just as Kreti was about to do so, she suddenly froze.

“Hmm!!?”

She remained in the position of kissing the back of her hand, then suddenly opened her eyes wide.

hum-

Just a moment ago, her soul heard a loud buzzing sound.

what happened?
Kretty was only confused for a moment before she quickly realized what she had heard—it was the voice of Herbert's soul.

She did kiss Herbert's hand, but the kiss was more than just a physical one.

She touched Herbert's soul.

As we all know, the soul has always been the devil's favorite resource.

The devils cause trouble in various places, making deals with all sorts of fallen people, all for the sake of obtaining souls.

They love a large number of souls, and they especially favor powerful souls!
Herbert's soul was the most unique of all the souls Kretty had ever seen in her life.

She even found it difficult to describe what she was seeing at that moment with a single, precise word.

Kreti felt as if she were seeing a huge, magnificent gem.

Complex, dazzling, ever-changing, brilliant and profound, it captivated her without her even realizing it.

At the same time, she felt as if she were standing before the most terrifying abyss, able to feel the bone-chilling cold emanating from the darkness.

It made her tremble with longing, and she wanted to possess that soul.

Just as Kreti was about to become completely infatuated, the sweet soul suddenly left her on its own.

"No! Don't go... Ah!"

The devil instinctively reached out, wanting to grab it firmly, but the next moment he came to his senses and realized what he was doing.

But before Kretty could feel ashamed, her hand was gently grasped.

“If you want, I’ll stay here,” Herbert’s gentle voice sounded from outside the door.

! ! ?

"You...let me go!"

The devilish lady snapped back to reality and abruptly pulled her hand away, but she was clearly overthinking it; the other party had no intention of keeping her hand.

Herbert watched as she withdrew her hand and chuckled softly, "Hehe, shy?"

“…No!” Kreti bit her lip and turned her head away.

"Hmm~ Is that so? Hehe, well, let's just assume that's how it is."

The paladin chuckled, not bothering to expose the obvious lie, and said with a smile, "Alright, as agreed before, I'll let you go this time."

"However, you'd better be prepared, because next time it won't be as simple as it is today."

Next time, it won't be as simple as just kissing the back of your hand.

Kreti was fully aware of this, but there was nothing she could do to resist.

However, after a moment of silence, just as Herbert was about to leave as promised, she suddenly asked, "...Herbert."

"Ok?"

"Did this kiss really work?"

Kreti was somewhat skeptical. Although Herbert's soul was very attractive to her, she really didn't think that simply kissing the back of her hand could help improve her strength.

Is it really useful?

Herbert immediately gave a response.

"It's no use."

"Um!!?"

The boy laughed with utmost sincerity: "Yes, you heard right, and you didn't misunderstand. Of course, it's useless."

"A kiss can really boost your strength? There's no such thing as a free lunch."

?

Kretty's eyes widened, and she exclaimed, "Then you'll let me kiss the back of your hand?!"

If it didn't work, then what was I doing just now?

"Don't get so worked up, calm down."

Herbert, however, calmly replied, "It wouldn't be right to say it's completely useless... At least, I'm happy, aren't I?"

"Kreti, are you happy?"

???

The devilish girl, who had been repeatedly teased, finally snapped and shouted, "I'm so happy—ah!"

She unleashed a torrent of slang and obscure language, which made Herbert's lips curl into an uncontrollable smile.

Interesting.

"Haha, whether you're happy or not, I'm pretty happy."

"Alright, that's enough for now. See you next time."

"I hope you'll be ready by then."

Herbert listened for a while, then laughed and waved his hand, preparing to turn and leave.

"Oh! I almost forgot."

As soon as he took a step, Herbert immediately turned back, hurriedly turned his head, and pulled "Miss Battering Hammer" off the wall.

boo.

"……Um?"

Valentina, who had been soundly asleep despite the previous impact, suddenly reacted when Herbert held her.

Her eyelids trembled slightly, and she uttered a soft murmur in her sleep:
"……Um?"

The next moment, Kreti, who was still relentlessly attacking, suddenly shut up. She had witnessed what true epic dragon might was all about.

boom!
The violent pressure instantly swept across the entire bronze fortress and even permeated the entire lava hell.

Seeing this, Herbert couldn't help but shake his head. There was probably no more terrible morning grumpiness in the world.

"what……"

Just before Valentina actually opened her eyes, Herbert put one arm around her waist and the other in front of her eyes, and said softly, "Awake? You're so careless in your sleep, you fell off the bed. Did you hurt yourself?"

The moment they heard Herbert's voice and sensed his presence, the dragon's might that had been spreading so intensely vanished.

The hungry dragon, who was about to wake up, felt a heavy sleepiness again. His eyelids drooped heavily, and he hugged Herbert, murmuring, "Hmm... I feel... itchy on my head?"

"You probably bumped your head. Okay, let me rub it for you. Go back to sleep."

"Okay, you'll sleep with me..."

"Mmm, together."

From Miss Devil's bewildered perspective, the ferocious dragon that seemed ready to destroy the world one second was now being coaxed into a deep sleep like an embryo the next.

Click.

The two left, leaving behind only the silent Kreti and the two large holes pierced by "Miss Hammer".

"..."

Thinking about everything that had happened between her and Herbert, she couldn't help but sigh: "It's ridiculous... I must be crazy to actually agree to him."

But at the same time, another thought surfaced in her mind, spreading rapidly and growing wildly—what if it were true?
Valentina has appeared; she has truly advanced to the Epic level—this is irrefutable evidence.

"And even if it's not real, that feeling is real; his soul is simply too..."

"If I can feel this way just from kissing the back of his hand, what if he kissed me?"

"If, instead of a kiss, it were..."

Kreti pondered, her body trembling slightly. She swallowed hard, clearing her saliva from her mouth.

goo.

"..."

The Rusty Nail Bishop frowned, looking at the documents in his hand, silently pondering.

"Who should we choose?"

After receiving full authorization from the Ash Bishop, he had been considering who to send to the Church of the Sun.

The Misty Monastery isn't large, but if you really want to choose, there are quite a few suitable candidates.

After much deliberation, he had already identified several suitable candidates.

These individuals are all quite capable and competent enough to handle this mission.

However, he kept hesitating.

The Rusty-Nailed Bishop was not unaware of the reasons behind this.

The reason he was so conflicted was because he already had a bold idea in his mind.

"If...it were him?"

Herbert.

That boy was his favorite candidate.

Although I mentioned it to the Ash Bishop, she seemed... well, not very satisfied.

"So, in Your Excellency the Watcher's view, legendary strength is still necessary?"

"That makes things difficult!"

The Rusty Nail Bishop shook his head and sighed helplessly, "Who knows how long it will take before Herbert truly enters the legendary realm... Hmm!?"

jingle.

Just as he was feeling sentimental, the rusty-nailed bishop, who had just heard the crisp sound, suddenly changed his expression and looked at the bell on the table.

That was a communication magic tool given to him by the archbishop, which was only to be used in extremely urgent situations.

!!!

The archbishop is sending him a message!?

What big thing has happened?

Is there a problem with the Sealed Sanctuary?

The sealed artifact is acting strangely!?
Ignoring everything else, he suddenly picked up the bell, wanting to know what had happened.

"Your Excellency! Is there a problem with the sealed artifact!?"

Don't let anything happen!
"Malcolm, don't be impatient."

The flustered Rusty Nail Bishop then heard the Archbishop's calm voice, as always: "Everything is peaceful in the Sanctuary. He has not made any unusual moves for a long time. Nothing major has happened."

call!
The Rusty Nail Bishop breathed a sigh of relief, then asked, "So, what brings you here?"

Since the sealed artifact is fine, then there shouldn't be any major problems...

"Herbert has advanced to the legendary level."

Rusty Nail Bishop: ?
"ah!!?"

Ignoring the Rusty Nail Bishop's bewilderment, the archbishop gently instructed, "Notify the others to prepare the materials needed for his [Holy Baptism] ceremony."

“I will personally officiate his baptism ceremony a month from now.”

The archbishop was still speaking, but by this point, the Rusty Nail Bishop was no longer listening.

At that moment, only one sentence kept echoing in his mind.

"legend……"

"Herbert has advanced..."

"legend!!?"

(End of this chapter)