Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation.

Chapter 482 The Mermaid Was Right!

Chapter 482 The Mermaid Was Right!
"Gudu."

When the terrifying sirens swallowed countless lives, a war without gunpowder was silently declared over.

Wow.

The ferocious piranha surfaced from the water, licked its lips, and defiantly raised its eyebrows at the humans.

"Hum~"

While provoking him, he licked the spillage from the corner of his lips, his eyebrows curving upwards, his expression quite smug.

"How about that? Now you know how powerful I am? Do you still dare to underestimate me?"

Freyme was very pleased with herself, feeling that she was now incredibly brave.

What paladin?

They're no match for me at all!

Little Herbert, we've got him!

"...Yes, yes, I know how amazing you are, hehe."

After enjoying himself, Herbert didn't hold a grudge against Freyme and let her unilaterally declare a spiritual victory.

I've had my fun, so I'm not going to argue with you about this anymore~
Fish eat people but don't kill them; fish are good.

People who feed fish are kind.

In conclusion, everyone is doing well.

Herbert sighed silently to himself, then suddenly remembered something, looked up and sighed.

"I understand."

Ok?
Fremeg was still basking in her victory of "big mouth and square mouth" when she heard this and asked curiously, "What do you understand? Why do you suddenly look so emotional?"

Have you entered what you call "wise man mode" again?

Herbert stared at the ceiling, slowly exhaled, and said softly, "I just suddenly understand a wise man."

Ok?
What sages?
Just as Freyme thought Herbert was about to mention some mysterious figure, his expression suddenly became quite subtle, and he muttered something under his breath.

"He was truly ahead of his time, witnessing beautiful scenery that others had never seen. It's just a pity that fate was cruel; he died too young... cough cough cough! No, it's nothing."

Herbert snapped out of his daze, coughed a few times, and then gave a dry laugh.

I wasn't thinking about anything!
A fish mouth shape is incorrect.

But if you change the subject to a mermaid, it's a completely different story.

The mermaid is right.

exactly!
Herbert spoke in slang, hoping that the mermaid would be momentarily confused and not think too much about useless things.

But as luck would have it... Fremy understood this time.

Freyme slowly tilted her head, looking at Herbert with disbelief.

“You…ah?”

She had heard Herbert mention the story of "Brother Grass Carp" a few times before as a joke, and she immediately realized what Herbert was thinking.

Her lips twitched, and she finally couldn't help but roll her eyes and glare fiercely at Herbert.

"How can these be the same?!"

Even the usually gentle mermaid erupted, revealing her slightly sharp fangs.

It's breathing on it.

"Cough cough, it's different, it's different!"

When Herbert realized he'd been caught, he couldn't help but grin foolishly while waving his hands and explaining, "No, no, no, that's not right! I haven't tried it, I don't know the difference, anyway... cough cough!"

The more he tried to explain, the less he could hold back, and in the end he could only shut his mouth and forcefully suppress the twitching corners of his lips.

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"Pfft, haha, cough cough cough..."

It couldn't hold back at all. (GIF)
This behavior clearly shows a very improper attitude towards admitting mistakes.

Freyme was even more annoyed by this scene. She raised her hand, pinched Herbert's cheek, and pulled it outward forcefully.

She had intended to punish this loose-lipped guy, but as soon as she pulled away, she was successfully infected by Herbert's tense expression.

"Don't laugh! Don't... Pfft!"

The fish being teased couldn't hold back either, bursting out laughing and giving him a soft, round punch on the shoulder.

She had originally intended to give Herbert a good punch, but after throwing the punch, she couldn't bring herself to do it and it landed lightly on his shoulder.

"Hmph~ Really, do you think I'm like those fish? Okay, stop laughing!"

Rather than pounding, the gentle, soft movements were more like caressing, as if they were completely lifeless.

In fact, Fremei wasn't really angry.

Although being compared to those dead fish annoyed her, she decided this time not to stoop to Herbert's level.

Because she's in a really good mood right now.

After being asked by Herbert to let go of herself, the mermaid felt as if she had broken free of an invisible shackle.

No longer having to force herself to play the perfect "waiter" made her feel quite good, and her expression became more lively amidst her gentleness.

It was just a harmless little joke, why get really angry?
If she really gets furious about it, that would be beneath her dignity, meaning she also thinks those things are comparable to her.

Of course, this is subject to certain conditions.

The fact that two people can joke like that shows that they have a really good relationship.

If Herbert and Freyme were just strangers, such teasing would be absolutely unacceptable.

But they already have a very close relationship where they know each other perfectly, so they wouldn't take this kind of joke to heart.

"I think you're the fish!"

"Yes, yes, I am a fish, I am."

"Humph."

After tugging at Herbert's face for a while, Freyme decided to show some magnanimity and forgive him.

She also made Herbert promise to make it up to her later by taking her to the sea for a day.

After all this back and forth, Fremei felt like she had come out ahead.

"Hum~"

Miss Mermaid lay on Herbert's back. Since there were no outsiders around, she didn't put on her "battle gear" and allowed their skin to be intimately pressed together.

Herbert felt the touch on his back and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, wanting to turn around and punish this reckless mermaid.

If you keep provoking me like this, don't blame me for actually taking action!
Fortunately, I'm still in a state of sanity; although I'm itching to do something, I can barely restrain myself.

In the end, Herbert could only let her do whatever she wanted behind his back, muttering to himself, "You're really bad at this and love to play around."

Fremey happily accepted Herbert's "praise".

"Hee hee~"

I'm just bad at the game but I love playing, so what?
Not only that, she went even further, biting Herbert's ear and gently blowing on it.

In fact, Freyme was like this from the beginning; she wasn't always so gentle and kind.

This is her true nature.

"Although gentleness remains the core of her personality, she's not actually that obedient," Herbert thought to himself with a sense of unease.

When the two first met, Freyme planned to lure him in and give him a good beating.

She's never been a "nice lady."

Gradually, neither of them spoke, and they remained embracing each other, chest to back, drifting with the still-flowing water.

They quietly felt the warmth emanating from each other's bodies and listened to the beating of their hearts in each other's chests.

Thump, thump, thump...

Accompanied by the rhythm of a heartbeat, the atmosphere grew increasingly tranquil, and my mood became more and more peaceful.

Herbert thought of an interesting question—what exactly is home?
Is it a destiny predetermined at birth?
Or is it a house that I bought after working hard for many years and emptying my savings?
No, an empty house is not a home.

That's just a place to stay, a temporary dwelling for countless passersby in this fleeting world, a place to rest. A true home is a place where you can feel at peace.

As the saying goes, "Where my heart finds peace is my home."

For a family, the "family member" waiting for you at home is more important.

"Herbert".

"Ok?"

Freyme's gentle whisper in her ear broke Herbert's wandering thoughts, bringing him back to his senses and causing him to turn and look over.

"Thank you."

After Herbert turned his head, the mermaid leaned out and gently kissed his forehead.

The kiss between the two just now was much more intense, but it couldn't compare to the tenderness of this moment, leaving Herbert somewhat dazed.

He blinked, then suddenly laughed.

"no need thank me?"

Freyme smiled gently and said softly, "Thank you for accepting all of me and for loving the complete me."

She would always maintain that perfect image because she was worried that Herbert would have other ideas after he actually saw her in person.

But now, Herbert's attitude remains the same—no, it's even more affectionate.

"What's there to thank me for?"

Herbert turned around, gently embraced her, and asked, "Isn't this what I should do? Don't you love all of me too?"

He chuckled and declined the thanks.

For two people in love, this is the most basic thing, and they shouldn't be thanked like this at all.

Those who fail to do so deserve to be punished.

Herbert shrugged and said with a smile, "Anyway, I've always loved you this way."

Then—he heard a suffocating question.

"And what about other people?"

In that instant, Herbert felt as if he was about to break out in a cold sweat.

He was a little panicked.

In this kind of situation, with this kind of question, any answer seems potentially fatal.

Not good!

Something is wrong!
This fish is trying to get me!
But just as Herbert was about to feign madness with his silver tongue, he looked at Freyme's serious expression and suddenly changed his mind.

Herbert suddenly realized that Freyme wasn't bluffing him, but was genuinely asking a question.

Eh?
why?
He paused for a moment, then tentatively interrupted, "Hey, don't mention other women when you're with me."

Freyme: ?

"Isn't this the line I'm supposed to say?"

What nonsense! Is this something you should be saying?

Miss Mermaid was amused by Herbert's comment about "treating scumbags," and snorted irritably, "Heh, you're so familiar with this, you must hear it all the time, right?"

"Then you've misunderstood me. It's not that frequent, is it?"

Herbert shuddered, and before the mermaid could react, he quickly asked, "So, what did you mean by that? You think I haven't treated other people with my whole heart?"

"……Um."

Frey's lips twitched, and she finally gave a soft "hmm," slowly saying, "I feel that you're not so...sincere" towards the others in the Discipline Center?"

Although she did not explicitly state the identities of those "others," Herbert knew who she was referring to.

Naturally, these are the monster girl prisoners who haven't been completely conquered.

"..."

Herbert gave Freyme a long look and saw the seriousness in her eyes.

Although he didn't know why Freyme was meddling in other people's affairs, especially out of goodwill, Herbert still thought about the matter seriously.

"In some ways, you're right. I haven't shown 100% of myself to some of them."

"But I think this is normal, right? After all, my relationship with them hasn't reached that point yet."

Herbert didn't think there was anything wrong with his current approach.

He had been sincere enough with Lucille and the others, almost completely unguarded, and had given them the utmost trust.

But isn't that enough?

It is true that you need to be sincere with your friends, but it is different from being sincere with your partner.

You can live and die with your friends, but you can't sleep in the same bed with them... Hmm, maybe not?
There is still an insurmountable barrier between friends and lovers!

"They aren't now, but what about in the future?"

But Freyme didn't let it go, continuing to press, "In the future, will they become like me?"

"Uh...maybe?"

Herbert frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and did not deny the possibility, nor did he try to hide his greed.

He simply stated, "But in any case, that's a matter for the future. My attitude has always depended on the attitudes of other people."

"If someone is willing to accept all of me, then I will show the same sincerity."

Herbert knew his own character well; he might take the first step, but he would never take the last.

He would stop before the finish line after he had done everything he could, waiting for the other person to take that final step.

This has nothing to do with anything else; it's simply his personality.

He simply preferred to leave the final decision to the other party.

However, Freyme did not accept Herbert's idea after hearing it.

Instead, she gazed at him quietly, her gentle eyes revealing affection.

mercy?

why?
“I understand your thoughts. You are afraid that your pressure will cause the other person to make the wrong choice and worry that they will regret it in the future.”

The mermaid raised her hand and gently cupped Herbert's cheek, whispering, "But, my hero, some people just don't have the courage to take that final step."

For example—you.

For example...

“Those poor people who think they are not qualified.”

You guys.

They were all children who were afraid of being abandoned.

……

The Prison Without Light, in the Treehouse.

Can a heartless person truly be loved?

Sfanie listened to the Mirror Demon's words, her indifferent expression unchanged, but a shadow of gloom flashed deep in her eyes.

In the end, she simply turned her head indifferently, walked away slowly with firm steps, and said lightly, "...Utterly boring."

Behind her, the reflection in the mirror suddenly spoke softly, uttering words that made the dark elf's pupils shrink.

"OK."