Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation

"Don't play dead anymore. Fish can't drown."

Gululu But no matter how Herbert called, the shy mermaid lady hid in the water without showing her head, and only used bubbles to express her emotions.

Gululululu Even though Herbert thought he had extraordinary insights into monster girls, he found it difficult to understand the meaning of these bubbles.

"If you do this again, don't blame me for being rude."

Gululu Herbert looked at the bubbles that kept coming out from the bottom of the water, lying on the shore, and reached into the water to explore with some amusement.

Touch, touch, touch.

Snap.

Soon he caught the cold and soft palm - no, it was more like being held actively.

"I got you!"

Herbert gently held the soft palm, and then lifted it up.

With the experience of the last time, Herbert had made preparations in advance this time, ready to turn his head to dodge at any time, not afraid of her water spray sneak attack.

But his preparations this time were in vain again.

Because he not only failed to pull the mermaid out of the water, but was pulled by the hand.

Under the huge force, he had no time to resist and was directly pulled into the water.

? ? ?

"Hey hey hey——"

Splash!

Gululu!

Herbert, who had no time to react, suddenly fell into the water. Out of the instinct of a land creature, he subconsciously held his breath to escape from the water.

Damn!

I fish every day, and today I was finally caught by a fish!

She wants to drown me - no!

I can't drown.

After struggling for a while, Herbert quickly realized that he would not suffocate in the water, but could breathe easily in the water like other aquatic life.

And Freme also knew this.

He adjusted himself, opened his eyes in the water, and looked at the culprit who dragged him into the water.

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"You should see how cute you looked when you were panicking just now~"

Freme spoke underwater, and her voice quickly reached Herbert's ears. The sound was even sweeter than when she was on the shore.

This is the true sound of the sirens.

Herbert looked at the mermaid who kept laughing in the water, and couldn't help but curl his lips and said, "Kid, this is not interesting."

You scared me!

To be honest, the feeling of speaking underwater for the first time was a bit special.

Herbert thought he would be filled with cold water and would be able to speak only after the pressure inside and outside was the same.

But he was wrong.

After all, this is a different world with fantasy creatures, and the laws of the world do not operate in the way he is familiar with.

Because of the blessing, the water flow from the outside did not flow into Herbert's body, but formed a transparent film outside the body, blocking the invasion of water elements into him.

Herbert was like being covered with a layer of breathable and waterproof bubbles, and he could breathe and speak easily.

The sound was not affected at all.

Freme looked at Herbert's embarrassed expression and smiled even brighter.

"But isn't this interesting?"

"What are you talking about? I don't find it interesting at all."

"Haha~ I find it interesting!"

The mermaid princess smiled triumphantly and then stopped talking. Instead, she smiled and looked at the boy in the water quietly.

The boy struggled from the initial discomfort to gradually getting used to it and soon adapted.

In just a few breaths, he was able to control himself to dance with the water as if walking on flat ground, even as if he had always lived in the water.

The white-haired boy also forgot his previous embarrassment at this time, calmed down, and quietly looked at the beautiful mermaid who dragged him into the water opposite.

If Miss Hungry Dragon gave Herbert the first impression of heroism, then Miss Mermaid gave him the feeling of beauty.

Yes.

Beautiful.

Among all the monster girls in the alien prison, her appearance can be ranked at the top.

Freme's appearance is excellent in itself, and it was already like this when she was on the shore, with a special attraction that is breathtaking.

The hair stained with water droplets always has a wet and slippery feeling, giving people a feeling of a lotus emerging from the water.

And now, after entering the water, the feeling on her body has completely changed.

In addition to the enchanting beauty, there is also a fairy feeling.

The siren's hair is slightly scattered underwater, not messy, but with a special temperament of floating and celestial.

Especially after calming down, she also has a sense of tranquility.

This temperament Herbert had only seen when she played and sang before, and this is the first time he felt it on weekdays.

No---Looking at the state of the two, the current situation may be difficult to call it a normal day.

Herbert came with the ring, and his purpose is self-evident.

And Freme obviously noticed this and became so flustered that she accidentally fell into the water.

Both parties knew each other's feelings and had noticed it, but they had never broken the last layer of window paper.

The siren would not choose her hero casually.

It is a hero.

It is also a recognized partner.

In the ancient past, the Siren Queen regarded the prince who fell into the water as her destined man.

And countless years later, the lonely Siren Princess chose the boy in front of her as her promised man.

This time, Herbert got two more rings from the archbishop, but the fact that he came directly to find Freme instead of looking for someone else was enough to explain the problem.

Compared with other monster girls, he was more willing to trust this mermaid lady at this moment.

The strategy was completed, and it was time to wrap it up - he originally thought so.

He thought the time had come and he could almost catch the fish in the pond.

But he didn't expect Freme's reaction to be so strong.

No, should I say strong?

Or excessive?

Who would drag the other person into the water when they were about to accept the confession?

If it were another race, this would be pure premeditated murder!

What exactly did she mean by dragging me into the water?

Rejection?

But it didn't seem like it.

Herbert looked at Freme's smug smile, feeling puzzled and confused, but not uneasy.

He didn't think he was wrong.

The time was indeed ripe.

After letting it go for so long, it was time to catch it!

Today!

Since Freme didn't intend to speak first, Herbert didn't intend to sit and wait for death, and was ready to take the initiative.

Herbert took a deep breath, stared at Freme, and said seriously:

"Freme, I came to you today to ask you something - a very important thing."

"Yes."

Miss Mermaid saw his serious expression, her smile slightly restrained, became quite calm, and nodded gently.

She was also ready.

Hmm?

At this moment, Herbert's eyes suddenly widened a little and noticed a fact from Freme's slightly stiff body movements - Freme was actually nervous.

Pulling him into the water before was just an accident, and now saying nothing is more like relieving his embarrassment.

Herbert looked at Freme's nervous look, and for some reason, he suddenly felt a little pressure in his heart.

He didn't attack directly when he came up, but changed the question temporarily.

"But before I ask you formally, can you tell me first - how do you see me?"

For two people to get along, three months is not a short time, but compared to the long life of the legendary siren, this time is indeed not long.

At this critical moment, when he was just one step away from success, he suddenly became curious.

What kind of image is he in Freme's eyes?

Freme did not expect that Herbert would suddenly ask such a question.

"You in my eyes?""

She blinked her beautiful eyes, and her tense expression relaxed a lot. She tilted her head and suddenly laughed.

"Pfft, it's time, why do you suddenly ask such a question? Haha~"

She was obviously much more relaxed.

The colorful fish tail swayed gently, and she swam slowly around Herbert, looking around in all directions without dead angles.

She stared at Herbert and smiled:

"In my eyes, you are actually a child - of course, this is just the idea at the beginning. "

When they first met, Herbert was just a young boy with a heavy face and a tense spirit following behind the archbishop.

He had an excellent face, a straight posture, and a special complex temperament of elegance and melancholy.

But what caught Freme's attention more was his mental state. The delicate mermaid could feel the suppressed emotions in his mind.

There was anger, pain, and loneliness - compared to his appearance, such emotions actually attracted her attention more.

However, at the beginning, Freme did not have much interest in Herbert.

She just felt that he was another The new warden, like all the previous wardens, is a child who will give up after a short time.

Freme is lonely, but she doesn't like loneliness.

But she is also proud and doesn't want to have any connection with people who are as lonely as her. She doesn't need to lick her wounds with others.

In order to prevent such a person from affecting her, Freme decided to give him a warning when they meet again.

A threat that is not too big or small is enough to make the child dare not disturb her easily for a long time in the future.

"But later, when we met again, you changed your appearance."

Freme looked at Herbert and was also a little emotional, sighing at his superb acting skills.

The acting is so realistic that even I was fooled!

"At that time, you put away your disguise in front of that person and became very charming. "

Freme couldn't tell where the charm of Herbert came from. She didn't have the keen sense of smell like Valentina, and didn't feel that Herbert exuded a unique fragrance.

She just suddenly felt that this boy became unusually attractive, not so annoying, but full of attraction.

But charm alone was not enough to make her moved.

So, at the first contact, although Freme's attitude improved, it didn't change too much.

"Speaking of which, you are really good at playing dumb."

Thinking of what happened at that time, Freme rolled her eyes at Herbert and muttered: "What's the matter with the fish tank? You guys were just pretending!"

She really naively thought that Herbert was a pure and innocent boy, and she was shy for a while because of this.

But after the subsequent contact, Freme had already found out that she had been deceived.

This person is not like that at all!

Don't trust him!

This guy may be pure in body, but he is definitely not flawless in spirit!

"And afterwards, I was angry with you for a while!"

She recalled how embarrassed she was when Herbert forcibly controlled the seal formation.

"You dare to threaten me——. Hehe."

She glared at Herbert, but before she finished her words, she laughed.

It seemed angry at the time, but when she looked back, she felt that it was all quite interesting.

How did two people who were once enemies get to where they are now in their subsequent interactions?

Freme herself couldn't explain the answer to this question.

They just got along slowly—.. oh yes, I almost forgot about it.

She looked at Herbert, and her eyes became unusually soft.

"I am extremely happy that you can hear my singing."

After being alone for a long time, and after being away from the tribe for many years, someone finally heard her singing.

No harm, no death... He was safe and sound!

At that moment, Freme felt that she had met her destiny.

She finally waited for the person she had been waiting for for a long time.

It was also at that moment that Freme completely changed her view of Herbert.

He was no longer just a somewhat special boy, not a Paladin warden in charge of the prison.

He began to become a...special existence.

He was an extremely important person to her,

and this specialness was the key to the fermentation of all emotional factors.

She began to look forward to singing with him.

She began to hope that he could come earlier to listen to her ballads.

She also began to miss him when he didn't come, but if this feeling is called "love", it would be a bit too simple.

Love is simple, but not that simple.

At this time, Freme's feelings for Herbert were more of a "like" between friends.

Even more than friends, a unique love.

Out of help for her friend, she followed Herbert's arrangement to deal with the enemies who broke into the prison.

Even though she had no grudges with those dark elves, she didn't like killing, but since it was a friend's request, she did it.

She would also bless Herbert when he left and make a promise with him.

And it was that promise that made the vague feelings in Freme's heart germinate completely.

After Herbert left, only a few days had passed, but she actually began to miss him.

The time that was originally meaningless to her began to become long and painful.

Even after thinking about Herbert and other prisoners leaving, she actually had some inexplicable emotions in her heart.

Although that emotion was very strange, after thinking hard, Freme also figured out its true appearance one by one: jealousy.

She was jealous of an existence she had never seen before.

Jealous that she could leave this cage with Herbert,

Jealous that she could always be by his side.

In order to find a way to dispel this jealousy, Freme made a decision.

She began to refine this pair of alchemical prostheses for herself.

Using her own materials as a basis, she spent time and effort to dispel this jealousy through repeated failures.

Finally, at the moment of successful refining, Freme felt sincere joy, but it was only a moment of joy.

Would Herbert be happy with her actions?

Would he be willing to follow him?

Are all her efforts just wishful thinking?

Or maybe, my actions will not only not make him happy, but will add a lot of trouble to him--"·

Such thoughts of gain and loss began to silently torture Freme, making her start to think randomly.

Once again, in order to resolve this disturbance, Freme began to exercise repeatedly, trying to kill time with training.

She even began to hate why time passed so slowly?

In the past, a hundred years were just a snap of the fingers.

And now, it's only a month of separation that makes people feel so unbearable.

Why haven't you come back to me yet?

Have you forgotten the agreement between us?

"It was also at that time that you came back.""

Freme laughed, and her smile no longer had the faint melancholy, but only joy.

She swam in front of Herbert and looked closely at his faintly trembling eyes.

"Herbert, you know? At that time, I was really happy."

"You really came back to me as promised, and you really didn't let me wait too long."

"Thank you for not letting me wait too long."

"Thank you too..."

At this point, Freme's mouth suddenly closed, she pursed her lips and shook her head.

Just as Herbert was about to ask, she quickly swam behind Herbert.

The slippery arms were gently raised and hugged his neck intimately.

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The action was intimate, but in Herbert's eyes, it was more like she didn't dare to look directly at him at this time.

After avoiding Herbert's sight, Freme felt a little more relaxed. She put her mouth to his ear and whispered:

"Thank you for being willing to be moved by my efforts."

She could see Herbert's touch when he realized what he had done, and she could also feel that he felt sorry for her.

Although he didn't say it clearly, everything was left unsaid.

After saying this somewhat disgusting word of thanks, Freme felt her tail straighten up.

Although she felt very uncomfortable, she did not flinch, but mustered up the courage to continue:

"It was at that moment that you - in my heart - had become completely different."

And what has become?

She didn't say it first.

She still had to wait for Herbert's answer.

!

At this moment, she suddenly realized what kind of disgusting words she had just said. What on earth did I say?

Why did I say everything! ?

She bit her lips tightly, tensed her tail, and finally restrained herself from screaming.

Fleme suppressed her emotions and pretended to be calm and asked:

"What about you? Human boy, young paladin, what do you think of me?"

good!

I've been embarrassed, now it's your turn.

Faced with Freme's little trick of diverting trouble to the east, Herbert shook his head and smiled. He raised his hand and gently held the arm around his neck.

After feeling the other party tremble obviously, Herbert chuckled and said: "Ask me, what do I think of you?"

"The answer is actually very simple, I said it at the beginning."

Herbert couldn't help laughing when he remembered his answer at that time.

"I think you're pretty."

As expected of me, I can still remember what I said back then!

However, Miss Mermaid was not satisfied with his clever answer.

"Huh? No more?"

That's it?

I just said so much, and you just give me this little reply?

no!

Her arms around Herbert's neck tightened slightly, causing Herbert, who was originally feeling proud, to feel a chill.

not good.

Choked!

"Ahem!"

He coughed quickly, patted Fleme's arm, and then said:

"I have always thought you are a very beautiful being. This sentence comes from my sincerity and is absolutely not false."

Feeling his tight arms loosen a little, he quickly continued:

"In the beginning, you were a powerful and mysterious presence to me."

Initially, Freme's impression on Herbert was actually not very good.

Planning to drown him half to death in the first place certainly wouldn't leave a good impression.

But helplessly, her appearance was so outstanding that Herbert's three senses followed her facial features for a while, and he naturally ignored the previous small conflict.

"In subsequent contacts, I also discovered that your personality is not as cold as you appear."

Fleme is just not good at communicating with other people and prefers to endure loneliness alone, but it's not inherently bad.

"I am willing to listen to you sing. Your singing can purify my soul and relax my tired spirit every time."

"I like your singing very much, and I hate that fate does not allow you to sing with peace of mind."

The arms loosened a little more,

But Herbert did not let her continue to relax. Instead, he took her right hand and brought it to his lips for a gentle kiss.

"You know what?"

"After I came back this time, what was the first thing I thought of when I saw your happy expression?"

His expression changed slightly, looking like he was crying and smiling, and he whispered:

"Finally - someone is willing to wait for me to come back."

Some people are willing to wait for themselves to return home in a place they can call "home".

In the past, this was completely unimaginable.

Freme was lonely, and so was Herbert.

The only lucky thing is that when two lonely people meet together, they are no longer lonely.

"So, I appreciate your presence."

"I like you."

He let go of Freme's hand and said firmly: "Thank you for liking me."