Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation.

Chapter 204 You in My Eyes (6k)
"Don't keep pretending to be dead. You can't drown a fish."

Gollum-

But no matter how Herbert called, the shy mermaid hid in the water and did not show her head, only expressing her emotions by constantly blowing bubbles.

Guluuluulu——

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

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

Gollum-

Herbert looked at the bubbles that kept coming out from the bottom of the water, and leaned on the shore, reaching his hand into the water to feel around with a bit of amusement.

Touch, touch, touch.

pat.

Soon, he grasped that cold and soft hand - no, it was more like he was being held actively.

"I got you!"

Herbert gently grasped the soft hand and lifted it upwards.

With the experience from last time, Herbert was well prepared this time. He was ready to turn his head to dodge at any time, not afraid of her sneak attack with water spray.

But his preparations were in vain again this time.

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

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

???

"Hey hey hey——"

thump!
Gulu!
Herbert suddenly fell into the water without having time to react. Out of the instinct of a land creature, he subconsciously held his breath to escape from the water.

Bad!

I fish every day and today I finally caught a fish!
She's going to drown me - No!
I can't drown.

After struggling for a while, Herbert quickly reacted.

They will not suffocate in water, but can breathe easily in water like other aquatic life.

Freme also knew this.

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

Herbert: No.
Freme: Hehe.jpg
"You should have seen how cute you looked when you were panicking just now~"

Flemé spoke underwater, and her voice quickly reached Herbert's ears. The tone sounded even sweeter than on the shore.

This is the true sound of the Sirens.

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

You gave me a fright!

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 not be able to speak until the pressure inside and outside was the same.

But he was wrong.

After all, this was a different world with fantasy creatures, and the laws of the world did not operate in the way he was 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 seemed to be covered with a breathable and waterproof bubble, allowing him to breathe easily.

The sound was not affected in any way.

Frey looked at Herbert's embarrassed expression and her smile became even brighter.

“But isn’t this fun?”

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

"Haha~ I think it's very interesting!"

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

The boy struggled with the initial discomfort, but gradually got used to it and soon adapted.

After just a few breaths, he was able to control himself and dance with the water as if he were walking on flat ground, as if he had been living in the water all along.

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

If the first impression Miss Hungry Dragon gave Herbert was heroic, then the first impression Miss Mermaid gave him was beauty.

Correct.

beautiful.

Among all the monster girls in the alien prison, her appearance ranks among the top.

Freme's appearance was outstanding in itself, even when she was on the shore, and she had a special and captivating appeal.

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

And now, after entering the water, the feeling in her body became completely different.

In addition to being charming, it also has a fairy-like feel.

The siren's hair fluttered slightly underwater, not in a messy state, but with a special kind of ethereal and magical temperament.

Especially after she calmed down, she also had a sense of tranquility.

Herbert had only seen this kind of temperament when she played and sang before, and this was the first time he felt it on a daily basis.

No…looking at the state of the two, this situation could hardly be called a normal day.

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

And Freme obviously noticed this, which is why she became so flustered and accidentally fell into the water.

Both parties are well aware of each other's feelings and have noticed something, but they have never broken the final layer of window paper.

The Siren doesn't choose her heroes casually.

Be a hero.

They are also recognized partners.

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

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

This time, Herbert obtained 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 to other monster girls, he is more willing to trust this mermaid lady at this moment.

The strategy is complete, it's time to wrap it up... That's what he thought.

I think the time has come and it is almost time to catch the fish in the pond.

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

No, should I say strong?

Or is it too radical?

Who would drag someone into the water right when they are about to accept a confession?
If this happened to another race, this would be pure premeditated murder!
What on earth did she mean by dragging me down with her?
reject?

But not like that.

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

He didn't think he was wrong.

The time is indeed ripe.

After letting the fish grow for so long, it’s time to catch them!
Just today!

Since Freme didn't intend to speak first, Herbert didn't intend to sit there and wait for death, so he prepared to take the initiative.

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

"Fleming, I came to you today because I want to ask you something... a very important thing."

"Ah."

When the mermaid saw his expression become serious, her smile faded slightly and she became quite calm and nodded gently.

She is also ready.

Ok?
At this moment, Herbert's eyes suddenly widened.

From Freme's slightly stiff body movements, one fact emerged - Freme was actually nervous.

Dragging him into the water before was just an accident, and saying nothing now seemed more like a way to ease his embarrassment.

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

He did not attack directly right away, but changed the question temporarily.

"But before I ask you formally, can you tell me...what do you think of me?"

Three months is not a short time for two people to get along with each other, but compared to the long lifespan 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 do I have in Freme's eyes?
Freme didn't 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 then suddenly burst out laughing.

"Pfft, it's already so late, why are you suddenly asking such a question? Haha~"

She was visibly more relaxed.

The colorful fish tail swayed gently, and she swam slowly around Herbert, looking at him from all angles.

She stared at Herbert and smiled wryly:
"In my eyes, you are actually a child - of course, this is just my initial thought."

When they first met, Herbert was just a young boy who followed the archbishop with a heavy face and a tense mind.

She has an excellent face, a straight posture, and a special and complex temperament that blends elegance and melancholy.

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

There is anger, pain, and loneliness...Compared to appearance, these emotions actually attract her attention more.

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

I just felt that he was another new warden, just like all the previous warden, a kid who would give up after not holding on for long.

Freme is lonely, but she doesn't like being alone.

But she is also proud and does not want to have any connection with people who share the same loneliness. She does not need to lick her wounds with others.

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

A threat that was neither too big nor too small was enough to prevent the child from disturbing him easily for a long time in the future.

"But later, when we met again, you had changed."

Freme looked at Herbert and was also somewhat moved, marveling at his superb acting skills.

The acting was so convincing 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 Herbert's charm came from. She didn't have as keen a sense of smell as Valentina, so she didn't feel that Herbert had a unique fragrance.

She just suddenly felt that this young man became unusually attractive to her. He didn't look so annoying anymore, but rather full of attraction.

But charm alone is not enough to make her fall in love.

Therefore, during the initial contact, although Freme's attitude improved, it did not change too much.

"Come to think of it, you're really good at playing dumb." Thinking of what happened at that time, Freyme rolled her eyes at Herbert and muttered, "What are you talking about? You were just pretending!"

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

But after the subsequent contacts, Freme discovered that she had been deceived.

This person is not like that at all!
Don’t believe him!

This guy might be physically pure, but he is definitely not flawless spiritually!

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

She recalled how embarrassed she was when Herbert forcibly took control of the sealing formation.

"You actually dare to threaten me... hehe."

She glared at Herbert, but before she had finished her words she began to laugh herself.

Things that seemed outrageous at the time, but looking back on them, they all seemed quite amusing.

How did two people who were once enemies end up getting to where they are today?
Freme herself couldn't give a clear answer to this question.

We just slowly got along with each other...Oh yeah, I almost forgot about this.

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

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

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

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

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

I finally met the person I had been waiting for.

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

He was no longer just a special boy, nor a paladin warden in charge of a prison.

Instead, it began to become a...special existence.

Someone who is extremely important to me.

And this specialness is the key to the fermentation of all emotional factors.

She began to look forward to singing with him.

I began to hope that he could come earlier to listen to my songs.

Also began to... miss him when he wasn't here.

But if we call this feeling "love", it would be too simple.

Love is simple, but not that simple.

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

Even more than friends, it is 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 against the dark elves, she did not like killing, but since it was a request from her friend, she would do it.

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

It was that promise that made the vague emotions in Freme's heart germinate completely.

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

The time that originally meant nothing to her began to become long and painful.

Even after thinking about Herbert and the other prisoners leaving, he felt some inexplicable emotions in his heart.

Although the emotion was unfamiliar, after thinking hard, Freme figured out its true nature - jealousy.

I am jealous of a being I have never seen.

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 relieve her jealousy, Freme made a decision.

She began to make this pair of alchemical prosthetic limbs for herself.

Using his own materials as a basis, and using repeated failures to while away the difficult time, he tried hard to dispel the jealousy.

And at the moment of successful refining, Freme felt genuine joy, but... it was only a momentary joy.

Would Herbert be happy with his action?
Would he be willing to follow him?
Are all these efforts of mine just wishful thinking?
Or maybe, my actions would not only not make him happy, but would add a lot of trouble to him...

Such thoughts of worrying about gains and losses began to silently torture Freme, causing her to start thinking randomly.

Once again, in order to relieve her distress, Freme began to exercise repeatedly, trying to use training to pass the time.

She even began to hate why time passed so slowly?
In the past, a hundred years passed in the blink of an eye.

But now, a separation of just over a month seems so unbearable.

Why haven't you come back to me yet?

Have you forgotten our agreement?

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

Freme smiled, and her smile no longer had that hint of melancholy, but was filled with joy.

She swam to Herbert's side and looked closely at his eyes, which were trembling slightly.

"You know what, Herbert? I was really happy at that time."

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

"Thank you for not keeping me waiting too long."

"Thank you too..."

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

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

The smooth arms were gently raised and wrapped around his neck intimately.

!!!

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

After avoiding Herbert's sight, Freyme felt a little relieved. She put her mouth close to his ear and whispered:
"Thank you for being moved by my efforts."

She could see how touched Herbert was when he realized the efforts she had made, and she could also feel his heartache for her.

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

After saying this somewhat corny thank you, Freme felt her tail straighten up.

Although she felt very uncomfortable, she did not back down, but mustered up the courage to continue:
"It was at that moment that you...became completely different in my heart."

And what has it become?
She didn't speak first.

She still had to wait for Herbert's answer.

!!!

At this moment, she suddenly realized what a disgusting thing she had just said...

I, I, I, what did I say?
Why did I say everything!?
She bit her lips tightly, her tail straightened, and managed to restrain herself from screaming.

Freme forced herself to suppress the emotions in her heart and asked calmly:
"So...what about you? Human boy, young paladin, what do you think of me?"

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

Faced with Frey's trick of shifting the blame, 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, "You ask me how I see you?"

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

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

"I think you're very beautiful."

As expected of me, I still remember what I said back then!
However, Miss Mermaid was not satisfied with his clever answer.

"Hmm? No more?"

That's it?

I just said so much, and you only gave me a little bit in response?

No!

She tightened her arms around Herbert's neck slightly, making Herbert, who was originally feeling proud, feel a chill.

not good.

The throat was choked!

"Cough cough!"

He coughed quickly, patted Freme's arm, and continued:

"I have always felt that you are a very beautiful being. This statement comes from my heart without any falsehood."

Feeling his tightened arm loosen a little, he continued quickly:

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

At first, Freme didn't make a very good impression on Herbert.

Planning to drown him right from the start certainly didn't leave a good impression.

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

"In our later interactions, I also discovered that your personality is not as cold as it appears."

Freme is just not good at communicating with other people and would rather endure loneliness alone, but she is not inherently bad.

"I am willing to listen to your singing. Your singing can always purify my soul and relax my tired spirit."

"I love your singing, but I also hate that fate doesn't allow you to sing in peace."

The arm loosened a little.

But Herbert did not let her go any further. Instead, he held her right hand, brought it to his lips and kissed it gently.

"do you know?"

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

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

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

Some people are willing to wait for their return home in a place that can be called "home".

In the past, this would have been completely unimaginable.

Fleury was lonely, and so was Herbert.

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

"So, I'm grateful for your presence."

"I like you."

He released Freme's hand and said firmly, "Thank you for liking me."

　Thanks to Meng Meng Zhu, Counterclockwise Distortion, and Clown in the Eyes of a Madman for their tips
　
(End of this chapter)