Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation

Valentina wakes up because of the scent, but becomes angry because of the strange noise.

"Hey! What were you doing just now?"

"Funny dog... uh, no, just listen to my excuses."

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Valentina gritted her teeth and stared intently at the white-haired boy who was just a short distance away.

"What did you say!!?"

This damn guy.

Please explain it clearly to me!

Otherwise I will tear you apart!

Herbert blinked and coughed slightly: "Ahem, I'm trying the food trapping method... Oh, that's not right, I'm kindly waking you up."

After saying that, he showed a bright and cheerful smile to Miss Dragon with a dangerous expression.

"Good morning, Miss!"

At this moment, Valentina looked at this obviously handsome but extremely unbeatable expression, and felt as if the blood vessels in her head had burst.

Snap.

"Good morning... you ghost!"

"He! Bo! Te!"

Miss Dragon's roar was earth-shattering and reverberated throughout the entire cell. It shook Herbert's internal organs, which was close at hand.

It almost caused internal injuries.

"Ahem, just kidding, calm down and don't get too excited."

Herbert rubbed his ears with sore eardrums and said helplessly: "Here, I'll apologize to you right now."

After saying that, he threw the roasted chicken leg in his hand into the cage.

leave--

The carefully roasted chicken legs drew a perfect arc in mid-air, spinning while flying.

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Valentina, who was roaring just a second ago, reacted very quickly, jumped up and bit the chicken leg in one bite.

Click!

It can only be said that although she is now in human form, the movements engraved in her bones still belong to that of a giant dragon. Instead of grabbing with her hands, she opened her mouth to bite directly.

"Hmm!!?"

But after she had already bitten down, she realized something was wrong with her actions under Herbert's playful gaze, and turned to glare at him.

What the hell! ! ?

She wanted to say something, but she didn't want to give up the drumstick in her mouth, so she muttered vaguely: "Uh-huh, you, uh-huh--" (What are you looking at!)

After finally chewing up the chicken drumstick in his mouth and swallowing it quickly, Herbert saw the right opportunity and stuffed a new one directly into her mouth.

"Here, here you go."

"Huh!?"

While Herbert was smashing the chicken legs hard, he also advised earnestly: "Be good! Stop talking while eating."

"You!? Uh-Crack!"

Chew chew chew.

Valentina was angry.

But the chicken drumsticks are too fragrant.

Chew chew chew.

Valentina knew that it was wrong for her to compromise so easily and that she had lost her dignity as a dragon.

But it's really not her fault, the mouth has a mind of its own.

Chew chew chew.

As a result, Valentina could only try to speak again and again, but was blocked again and again.

Anger and appetite are constantly fighting...and every time, appetite gets the upper hand.

Chew, chew, chew, chew—

And Herbert felt relieved after successfully sending in the fourth chicken leg, knowing that this level had been successfully passed.

Little hungry dragon, take care of it!

So, his smile became gentler, and while feeding, he kept saying:

"Be good, don't talk."

"Yes, lift it a little so it doesn't stick to your hair."

"Swallow it first, don't worry, there will be more later."

"Ah! Eat slowly, no one will compete with you."

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When the last chicken leg was handed over, Valentina did not take it with her mouth, but reached out and took it.

"oh?"

With her mouth full, she stared at Herbert for a long time, rolled her eyes visibly, and then snorted softly.

"snort!"

Then, she grabbed the chicken legs and turned around, sat down with her back against the railing, and muttered vaguely: "...Hmm."

Herbert: "Huh?"

What are you doing?

Can you speak human language... Oh.

Watching Valentina lean her head back, Herbert realized that she was letting him cut her hair.

Just like yesterday's agreement.

"So, let me do it myself..." Herbert blinked, feeling that his relationship with Miss Dragon seemed to be slightly closer.

There is one thing to say.

In the eyes of others, Valentina is a dangerous dragon, a monster that requires high vigilance.

But in Herbert's eyes, she looked completely different.

Although this guy has a bit of a grumpy personality and is a bit able to eat, he seems to be a bit more dangerous.

But other than that, it doesn't feel bad.

Very obedient and easy to coax.

Anger goes away just as quickly as it comes.

He can hold an overnight grudge, but he can also quickly put it behind him.

To be honest...it's quite cute.

In addition, although she looks a little sloppy now, she actually has a very healthy figure, and her facial features are also very delicate, and she can even be called heroic.

Herbert got up and returned to the warden's room, cleaned his hands, and then took the prepared tools.

He directly moved a stool and sat outside the railing, rolled up his sleeves, and tentatively poked his fiery red hair with his fingertips.

After making sure there was no resistance, he put both hands into the cell, stroking his hair with one hand and gently combing it with a comb with the other.

"Valentina."

"...Hmm?" (What?)

Herbert's voice was soft, and there was no trace of the previous laughter. He asked softly, "Has anyone cut your hair before?"

"..." Valentina, who was facing away from him, moved her mouth. She didn't speak for a while, and then she said lightly after a while, "No."

"Never?"

"Never."

As if she remembered something, her expression changed a little, her eyes became a little sinister, and her voice became more unfriendly: "Why are you asking this?"

But Herbert didn't change because of her tone. He chuckled and said, "Nothing, I just think I'm quite lucky."

"Lucky?"

"Yes, lucky."

Herbert finished combing the waist-length hair that was as long as fire, and gently twisted the ends of the hair with his fingertips with some emotion.

It looks rough and messy, but it doesn't take much effort. It becomes soft and smooth with a light comb. I don't know how many outsiders will envy such long hair.

So, he didn't act, and said sincerely: "Miss Valentina, I am honored to be the first person to help you take care of your hair."

"Huh!?"

Valentina's expression changed again and again after hearing this. For some reason, she suddenly had the urge to not let him touch her hair again.

She felt itchy in her heart, what was going on?

But in the end, she still forced herself to suppress the weirdness in her heart, persisted, and did not run away in embarrassment.

She moved her lips, and finally hummed in a coquettish tone: "... Hum, you are right, this is your honor!"

And what answered her was Herbert's speechless sound.

"That... Miss, tsundere has long retired from the environment, you might as well be more frank."

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What environment?