Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation.

Chapter 258 What on earth did you do!!? (4K)
"You! What on earth did you do to me!?"

Wow.

Eliza pushed down the hem of her skirt, which had been lifted up to her thighs at some point, to hide the dull-colored scribbles.

what is that! ?

The bright red "正" characters left glaring marks on her snow-white legs.

Even though it was covered at this moment, it was still deeply reflected in her eyes.

Eliza had never seen those words before, but she instinctively felt that something was wrong.

Is it an unknown codeword or some special picture?
This……

But no matter what, the private parts of the legs were not only exposed, but also graffitied on.

No matter how you think about it, this is a huge blasphemy!

By the way, because the word "miserable" was written in a symmetrical position further back, Eliza couldn't actually see it at this time.

But even so, her face was flushed with a mixture of shame and anger.

"Herbert! You!"

She raised her head abruptly, her eyes full of questioning anger, staring straight at Herbert, and asked in a voice that was icy but trembling a little:

"What did you write on my leg?"

"Oh?"

Herbert could not help laughing at her nervousness, and shook his head meaningfully, looking at her with pity.

Eliza:?

mercy?

Why are you looking at me like that?
you???
What dirty, obscene, despicable, shameless things have you done to me?

Herbert looked at Eliza, shook his head again, and said slowly: "Is there any point in you asking this now?"

"I think that now that things have come to this, what was supposed to happen has already happened. Since there is no turning back, there is nothing more to say."

He sighed deeply and advised sincerely:

"Eliza, please don't ask. I think it will be better for you this way."

“Many times, ‘not knowing’ is actually a form of protection.”

"You should just accept your fate and listen to me."

What was supposed to happen has already happened. There is no turning back. Just accept your fate...

These key words fell into Eliza's ears, making her heart become colder and colder - although the vampire's entire body is cold, let alone the heart, but this is not important.

She quietly looked at the white-haired boy who was talking, silently clenched her teeth and clenched her fists.

he……

I really misjudged him.

He is such a despicable man...

It's so despicable!
He actually took advantage of my distracted state to do such a thing!

Can't you do it while I'm awake?

I didn’t say I would definitely refuse… Bah!

bah bah bah!
Refuse, I will definitely refuse!
Yes, definitely!
Even if it was him, I would definitely...

"..."

Eliza pursed her lips and shook her head vigorously to get rid of the confusion in her mind.

at this point.

Even if you feel regret, it's meaningless.

"Really? It's already happened, haha."

Eliza smiled sadly, curled up her legs in the coffin, and hugged them tightly to her chest.

After a moment of silence, Eliza looked up at Herbert, smiled sarcastically, and asked, "So, how should I address you now? Sir? Or... Master?"

You who have taken away everything from me, how do you want me to call you now?

"Oh?"

Herbert seemed not to hear the mockery in his words. He nodded happily and said with emotion: "So obedient? I thought I would have to spend more time talking to him."

"As for what you want to call me? That's your freedom. You don't have to be too formal."

"Whether you call me Sir or Master, I can accept it as long as you think it's okay."

"Of course, even if you still call me Herbert, I will not fail to respond to you... It's up to you."

In Eliza's eyes, Herbert now looked like a shameless villain whose conspiracy had succeeded.

Even if you get a bargain, you still behave well.

Shameless!
It's too much!
"call……"

After a while, Eliza closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and then exhaled slowly. Her expression changed from anger to calm.

She opened her eyes, and there was a calmness in them, as if she had completely come out of her previous state.

"You better tell me, no matter what happened, I want to know what happened."

She bowed her head slightly to Herbert and said respectfully: "Master Herbert, no...my master!"

"I can submit to you and become your maid, but in return, please tell me the truth."

"I want to know what happened?"

The resigned vampire lady behaved extremely humbly, with an air of submission and finally lowering her head - if you ignore her clenched teeth.

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Convinced, but not completely convinced.

Herbert did not answer directly, but observed carefully and then teased: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, although you say you surrender, but I see that you seem to be a little dissatisfied in your heart."

"Strange, is this my illusion?"

crunch.

The sound of teeth clacking against each other could be heard in the darkness. No one knew who was making the sound.

"..."

He lowered his head, his body trembled slightly, and he almost couldn't control his emotions.

This guy... Tsk!

But just before she was about to explode, Herbert looked away in boredom and spoke quietly:
"Well, although you seem to have other thoughts in your mind, it's okay to tell you the truth."

coming.

"You must be curious about what those are painted on your legs?"

"You're right, it's text."

Herbert squatted beside the coffin, put his hands on the edge of the coffin, stared at Eliza's expression with a smile, and added very considerately:

"And it's a counting word. You can simply understand that every time you write a stroke, the count increases."

Eliza: Counting?
"you you……"

Eliza stared at Herbert with wide eyes in shock, and saw him nod seriously.

???

She suddenly closed her mouth and clenched her teeth even tighter, with such force that her teeth were almost broken.

You, you, you, you - not only did you do it, but you also wrote down every time it happened?
One stroke at a time?
Although Eliza didn’t know exactly how many strokes the Chinese character “正” had, she was sure that there were more than 20 or 30 strokes… How long had I been unconscious?!

How long have you been working on it?
And that’s not even the worst.

What really made Eliza a little overwhelmed was that she couldn't control her overdeveloped imagination.

Yes, that’s the trouble with having too good an imagination.

All kinds of indescribable images began to emerge uncontrollably in Eliza's mind.

There was no need for Herbert to say more, as her mind automatically filled in all the details, describing in detail her miserable appearance as she was manipulated at will by Herbert while she was in a coma.

Before I knew it, my legs were clamped tighter together.

“Are you imagining this?”

Herbert's curious questioning voice brought Eliza back to her senses and her body trembled violently.

!!!

"I-I didn't!"

Eliza protested weakly, then glared at Herbert angrily and bit her lips hard.

"you……"

Eliza racked her brains for a long time but couldn't find any words to describe a beast like Herbert. In the end, she could only utter a bland rebuke.

"You, you damned beast!"

As a princess of a fallen country who grew up in seclusion, she was transformed into a vampire by her "father" before she reached adulthood.

This experience has kept her from being exposed to particularly vulgar language, which makes her vocabulary for insulting others quite touching.

If she had to say, what she had heard more often were people's wailing and begging for mercy before they died, and actual insults were very rare.

Not everyone has the courage to leave the opportunity to beg and curse at the last moment of life. Most people cannot face death calmly and will pray humbly until the last moment.

Herbert couldn't help laughing as he listened to Eliza's insults, which were barely more than coquettishness.

"Pfft, hahaha!"

He patted the edge of the coffin with great joy, and with great effort he straightened up and stood up again.

Eliza was somewhat confused by his reaction and asked with a frown: "...What are you laughing at? Is there anything funny about what I said?"

Herbert waved his hands and laughed for a long time until he was about to cough. Finally, he slapped himself lightly before he calmed down.

He calmed down and looked at the vampire lady who was huddled in the corner of the coffin with a confused look on her face. He pursed his lips and almost couldn't hold them together again.

"Ahem! Hmm."

He cleared his throat, looked into Eliza's eyes, and said seriously, "No, you misunderstood. Your words are not funny, but you are funnier."

Eliza:?

You have insulted my body, are you going to insult my personality again?

"What did you say!!?"

Eliza was already angry, but Herbert still insisted with a smile:
"Of course I'm laughing at you. Why are you so naive? So... cute?"

Ok?
cute?

The angry vampire froze at this moment and blinked in confusion.

He said I was cute?
While she was in a daze, Herbert continued, "You are so silly and cute. Of course I was joking just now! Could it be that you really believed it?"

"No way? No way?"

The young man smiled and winked at the vampire lady, teasing:
"My lady, I understand that you have been lonely for a long time and you have reached your age. I understand that, but I still ask you to be careful not to confuse fantasy with reality."

"I don't know what you imagined in your mind, but those are probably just your own...fantasy~"

"Maybe the me in your fantasy did something unspeakable to you, but in reality I am still pure...well, you too."

No further explanation is needed. The stigmata of purity on the back of his hand flashed for a moment, which was enough to prove Herbert's "purity and flawlessness".

Eliza was completely stunned.

"You... me? Huh?"

Until this moment, the confused Elisa finally realized the most critical problem.

She checked her body carefully, repeatedly, inside and out, and found that there were no changes in her body.

Apart from the extra words on the legs, there was nothing extra, not even a breath of air.

There really isn't.

"Ah, this..."

Eliza's eyes were wide open, and her feet, without stockings, were clasped tightly against the coffin.

Isn't this embarrassing!
What on earth was I struggling with before?
And ah!
Doesn't that mean that all my previous acts of enduring humiliation and bearing heavy burdens were exposed to his eyes! ! ?
In his eyes, am I performing like a "jester"?

"It seems that you finally realized the problem."

Herbert nodded, approved of her idea, and gave her a thumbs up.

"Yes, I knew you were acting...that's why I said you were silly but cute."

really not bad.

I just like kids like you who are not very smart, easy to deceive and funny.

After laughing, Herbert gave another "kind" reminder: "Also, when you pretend to surrender, remember to restrain your murderous intent."

He looked at the vampire whose eyes suddenly turned cold and shrugged easily.

"Although you don't seem to be planning to kill me and just want to beat me up for a while, let's not do this."

Just before, when Eliza humiliatingly called him "Master", Herbert did not find it funny at all.

Because he felt a strong murderous aura!
Although he won’t be beaten to death, he will definitely be beaten half to death... So scary.

How can there be a maid like you who wants to beat up her master?
Maybe such maids are very popular among certain groups of people, but sorry, I am not that audience.

"You're a masochist, but I'm not."

The boy chuckled playfully and spread his hands, saying, "If I had to choose, I would definitely be the sadist."

Brother, do you want to play SM with me? I will pretend to be S and beat you to death.JPG
"I...I didn't!"

Eliza thought back to her actions just now and felt more and more ashamed. She covered her face without caring about anything else.

All the little thoughts that I thought were true were exposed to the other party.

Don’t do that kind of thing.

and many more!

Just when Eliza was about to collapse, an idea suddenly flashed in her mind and she thought of a key point.

"No! Then what did you just say about me accepting my fate?"

She recalled her conversation with Herbert. He was clearly deliberately leading the topic in that direction!
Correct!
It's not that I'm overly self-conscious, it's that you're deliberately misleading me!

But just when Eliza thought she had found a loophole in the conversation and finally turned the tables, she saw the guy blinking with a strange look on his face.

"Eh?"

Actively activating the effect of the stigmata, the white-haired boy, who was emitting a pure light all over his body, tilted his head and answered innocently:
"What are you asking? Of course it's the 'sin' you committed back then."

"You are a prisoner, and I am the warden. I ask you to plead guilty and accept reform... Is there anything wrong with that?"

He was like an ignorant child thirsting for knowledge, asking Eliza questions sincerely.

Eliza: “…”

(End of this chapter)