Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation.

Chapter 261 What did he do? What did I do? (6K)
In the quiet darkness, the beautiful girl lay quietly in the open black iron coffin.

Her long silver hair scattered in the coffin like silk. She raised her hands and folded them across her chest.

The girl had a peaceful smile on her lips, making her look like the Sleeping Beauty in the story, exuding an intoxicating beauty.

This scene looks like an illustration from a picture book.

However, the extra trace of blood at the corner of her mouth gave the picture a unique style.

The bloodstains were like blood-red flowers blooming in the darkness, destroying the original purity but also giving the picture a weird atmosphere.

If the girl was originally just a beautiful lily waiting to be picked by the king, then she is now a rose with thorns.

Blooming quietly.

Beautiful, but dangerous.

After a moment, the girl's slender fingers trembled slightly, and then her upper body slowly sat up as if pulled by an invisible thread.

The blood-red eyes slowly opened, and with the confusion of just waking up, he turned his head slightly slowly.

"……Um?"

She sat there in a trance for a while, her eyes a little blurry, trying to get through the fog and recall what happened before she went to bed.

It was like a discontinuous movie was playing in her mind, and the last memory was blown away by the wind and disappeared at the moment when Herbert bit her neck.

"Herbert?"

She looked around but didn't see Herbert and wondered when he had left.

gone?

"What happened after that? I remember it seemed like..."

While thinking, she subconsciously licked her lips, and the tip of her tongue touched the blood remaining at the corner of her mouth.

!!!

The sweet and delicious taste instantly spread across her taste buds, giving Eliza a thrill!
What does this taste like!!?
Moreover, stimulated by the blood, she became excited and felt like she was about to remember something...

and many more?

Why is there blood at the corner of my mouth?

Eliza blinked and said to herself in confusion: "What did he do to me? How could I..."

"Huh? You don't remember?"

!!!

The sound so close made Eliza's expression change. She looked suddenly to her side, but when she turned her head, she saw nothing.

Who is talking! ?

"Who? Come out!"

Where is it hidden?
Eliza looked around with a bad tone, but the other party was not angry. Instead, he continued with a smile: "Don't be nervous, just lower your head."

Bow down?

Eliza frowned and slowly lowered her eyes - she saw the other person's true face.

It was a doll only the size of a palm, standing on her knees and waving at her.

?

No, it's not a doll, it's just a mini-figure scaled down.

Fairy?

The thought lasted only a moment before fading away.

Because the other person's appearance was obviously not that of a harmless, innocent and annoying little thing.

Although it has pointed ears, it has no wings behind it and its skin color is slightly darker.

Dark Elves.

"You... are you?"

Eliza looked in amazement at the mini dark elf that appeared out of nowhere?
???

what?
Compared to Eliza's shock and confusion, the mini-man seemed quite calm and happy.

"Hi!"

Sfanny (mini) waved at the vampire and chuckled, "Miss Eliza, we finally meet."

"Formally introduce myself. I am the prisoner imprisoned here with you, Svani Moore."

Hearing the other party's tone, Eliza quickly remembered the dark elf she had "met" before who did not help the person in danger.

Ok.

You were the one who saw me stuck in there?
You're just making fun of me, right?

that is!

Eliza snorted angrily, raised her hand and grabbed the miniature Sfanny, and in an instant... lifted her up from her knees.

"How dare you appear in front of me?"

Her eyes were cold, and she glared fiercely at the "figure" in her hand, gritting her teeth and saying, "Do you know how...wait!"

Just before collecting the debt, Eliza suddenly realized an extremely important issue.

"When were you here?!"

After hearing this question, Sfannie did not answer, but complained somewhat dissatisfiedly: "Ms. Eliza, I think what you are doing now is wrong."

"I think as a neighbor, you shouldn't question me in this tone. You just need to respond to my greeting. There's no need to ask me when I showed up here... Oh?"

As Sfanny was talking, she suddenly felt the pressure in her waist and abdomen increase sharply, and this flesh and blood clone that was specially created almost couldn't hold on.

Eliza was so excited that she almost crushed the "figure" to pieces.

But she couldn't care less at the moment.

The vampire lady widened her scarlet eyes and stared at the dark elf figurine.

"Stop talking nonsense! Tell me! How much did you see?!"

The fact that Sfanni could appear before him using an avatar meant that she was freer in this area than he had imagined.

Doesn’t it mean that you can go wherever you want, there is no stopping you at all!

Does that mean that Sfannie has actually seen everything that happened before?
When she was forced to submit to Herbert, when she was awkwardly bound, when she was "humiliated" by Herbert... Sfanny saw it all?
all!!?

Even said!
And even earlier, before Herbert came back, had she been peeping in the corner?

Are your private actions always exposed to the sight of others?

!!!

Although Eliza no longer needed to breathe and her heart no longer needed to beat.

However, at this moment, Eliza still felt that her breathing became difficult and her heart was beating violently.

“Ha, ha… cough cough.”

The expression she gave Sfanny became even more ferocious, with a bit of collapse and despair, and her fingers began to tremble.

"Say!"

"You, tell me now!"

"How much did you see?!"

On the verge of collapse, Eliza's voice was filled with tears.

Facing such questioning, Sfanny was very calm. She raised her hand and waved it, and said gently to Eliza:
"Ms. Eliza, please don't worry. Please calm down. Things are not as bad as you think."

Eliza was infected by his calm mood and also calmed down a little. She blinked her hazy eyes that were about to shed tears of blood.

"...Really, really?"

After seeing Sfanny nod, Eliza felt relieved.

Great.

It seems that things are not as bad as I thought.

Maybe she didn't see...

"Well, really."

Sfanny nodded seriously, and after the vampire lady calmed down a little, she said calmly:

"Although I saw the whole process and witnessed Sir Herbert's various actions towards you, and I also saw how you enjoyed it, please believe me, I will not tell anyone else."

Eliza:?

Because Svani's performance was too natural, the vampire lady couldn't figure it out for a moment. She just looked at her blankly, not knowing what nonsense she was talking about.

Those words entered Eliza's left ear and exited her right ear, leaving no trace in her mind.

Her brain activated its self-protection mechanism and automatically filtered out the ridiculous information.

What is he talking about? I don't understand.

They said things like “watched the whole thing”, “looked like they enjoyed it”, etc…

What! ! ?
Finally, the extreme shame broke through the brain's self-protection mechanism. I suddenly woke up and finally figured out what nonsense Sfannie was talking about.

What the hell are you saying!

"Also, I have no intention of commenting on your personal hobbies. Your hobbies are very common among dark elves."

The figurine Sfannie talked freely and spoke from the bottom of her heart, trying to "comfort" Eliza in this way so that she would not feel anxious about such things.

"Yes, there is nothing wrong with desires, and personal preferences are free. There is nothing surprising about this. Please don't feel overly inferior. This is really not... "

But before Sfannie could finish her words, her mouth was blocked by the enraged vampire.

Eliza looked at the dark elf who was mocking her with a cold expression and whispered coldly.

"go to hell!"

Then, he exerted force with his palm suddenly, and the petite clone exploded instantly under the huge force, turning into a pool of dirty blood.

Snapped!
"Um!?"

Eliza was startled by this sudden change.

This is actually a misunderstanding.

She originally just wanted to punish the other party and didn't really intend to crush him to pieces.

As a result, the figure that seemed quite tough before suddenly became fragile at this moment.

It exploded instantly as soon as the force was applied, and the pieces were shattered in a very miserable state, directly into bloody flesh and blood residue.

"what's the situation?"

Just as Eliza frowned and wondered what was going on, another annoyingly calm voice sounded in the distance.

"...Please don't feel too inferior. This is really not your fault. Personal preferences are yours."

And when the first flesh and blood clone was crushed, within a few seconds, another new figure easily crawled in from outside the coffin and completed the unfinished words.

When Figure 2 stood on her knees again, Eliza calmed down.

She shrank her head and looked at Sifanny, and asked cautiously: "Um, uh, are you okay?"

Although his emotions were indeed a little out of control, crushing someone to death was still a bit too cruel.

After all, there was no real blood feud between the two of them, so she couldn't treat Sifannie the same way she treated her enemies. Sifannie smiled and shook her head, saying softly, "It's okay, don't worry, your actions just now didn't hurt me in any way."

"It's just a flesh and blood clone. If you like to pinch it, I can send you some more."

"...Well, that's not necessary." Eliza sniffed awkwardly, her eyes wandering slightly, and her sight just happened to fall on the blood foam splattered on the black iron coffin.

"Ok?"

At this moment, she suddenly noticed that her condition was a little peculiar.

She now felt satisfied for the first time in a long time.

full.

I felt a warm sensation in my stomach and couldn't eat anything else.

"hehe."

Sifannie was not angry at her rudeness, and said instead: "By the way, I haven't congratulated you on finally getting rid of that state."

The two had been cellmates for several hundred years, but this was the first time they saw each other's true faces.

It is really cause for celebration.

"Since you are now free from the constraints of the coffin, I invite you to visit me later. I have a lot of flesh and blood for you to replenish your energy."

Sfanny extended an invitation and offered quite generous conditions.

But faced with this rather attractive temptation, Eliza's reaction was rather indifferent.

She was not as excited as Sifanyi had imagined. She just nodded coldly and said perfunctorily, "Oh, let's talk about this later."

Sfanny: Huh?
He was so bloodthirsty before, wailing for blood every day...why did he suddenly change his nature now?

camouflage?

Or are you really not interested?

Eliza's cold reaction made Sfanny feel a little suspicious and she couldn't figure out what she was thinking.

In fact, although Eliza's change at this moment seemed a bit abrupt, she actually did not deliberately disguise herself.

This is really not just an exaggeration.

She's really not hungry.

Eliza was even a little full now.

After seeing Sfanni's exploding flesh and blood and smelling the blood, he did not feel the instinctive urge to suck blood, and even felt a little disgusted.

Alas!
The blood of the dark elves doesn't taste good.

She is no longer the same girl who had been hungry for too long and directly sucked several dark elves dry!
Her taste has improved.

After getting used to drinking top-grade blood like Herbert's, Eliza now simply looks down on the blood of other creatures.

It feels like I've been accustomed to eating delicacies from land and sea and I no longer look down on other junk food.

After a long escape from the torment of hunger, she now has peace of mind.

At this point, there was nothing in the world that could excite her except Herbert's blood.

"I'll talk about visiting you later when I feel like it."

Eliza waved her hand, raised her eyebrows and asked another question: “Before that, explain it to me first.”

"Since you said you saw the whole thing, what did Herbert do to me in the end? Why was I so full? What did he feed me?"

Eliza touched her belly and became more and more curious about what she had eaten last.
Herbert's blood?
But I didn’t feel like I had eaten a lot... Was it his essence and blood?
"Do you really want to know?"

At this moment, the figurine on his knees suddenly looked at Eliza meaningfully, and that look made her feel a little uneasy.

Eliza shrank her head and asked anxiously, "What's wrong? Is there a problem?"

Sifannie shook her head and said softly, "If you really want to say it, there is no problem."

"Except, it's not really about what he did to you, it's about what 'you' did to him."

"Miss Eliza, let me confirm with you one last time."

The dark elf raised his head and asked faintly: "Do you... really want to know the truth?"

Eliza: ???

Don't scare me!

What on earth did I do to him?!?

……

……

At the same time, in the tree house on the other side of the Lightless Prison.

"Mr. Herbert."

Sfanny bowed slightly to the young man who was lazily lying on the rattan sofa and said softly, "I have conveyed your message to Miss Eliza as you said."

"Although I didn't give her any details, she seemed to have thought about it a lot and didn't ask any more questions."

"Now, Miss Eliza has curled up in the corner of the coffin with her legs hugged, her face flushed. It will probably take her a while to digest the food."

The dark elf hesitated for a moment, then asked curiously, "I'm a little curious. You didn't do anything, so why did you have to let her have such a misunderstanding?"

Then, as if afraid that Herbert might misunderstand her, she added:

"I mean, why don't you just do it? Are you worried about me seeing you?"

Yes, Sfanny’s focus is not on why Herbert wanted Eliza to misunderstand, but rather - why didn’t he actually do it?

You've already done so much, is this all you need?
Are you worried about me spying on you?
Sfanny felt that Herbert was not a man who would care about such a small matter.

If he really cared, then wouldn't his previous actions be the same?

"Why really do it?"

Herbert lay lazily in a "Ge You-like" posture, pulling at the leaves and saying without raising his eyelids: "Don't be too anxious about some things. It's best to stop when you have enough."

"At that time, she couldn't remember anything I did, so what was the point?"

"If I'm going to do anything to her, it's going to be something she'll remember."

The boy gently touched his lips that were forcefully kissed, shook his head and smiled, "Although being unconscious is also a way to play, I personally don't really like it."

"If I can't engrave the feeling at that time on her soul, then wouldn't I lose a lot of fun?"

What I want is her resistance, what I want is to see her blushing cheeks, what I want is her dodging but still unable to help stealing glances at me.

Wouldn't it be boring if these weren't there?
uninteresting.

That would be so boring!

"...I probably understand."

Sfanny nodded as if she understood, then bowed slightly towards Herbert, her eyes lowered and her expression humble.

"Excuse me, do you have any other instructions?"

"Hmm? Instructions?"

Hearing this, Herbert, who was lying on the sofa pulling leaves, raised his eyebrows, finally raised his head, looked at her and laughed, "Sfanny, you seem very humble now."

He looked at the other person's humble appearance, and couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth, and jokingly said: "I haven't seen you for a few days. Have you figured it out?"

He still remembered Sfanny's attitude towards him before.

Although she seemed respectful and polite, she actually didn't really take him seriously and was planning to plot against him secretly.

Not being well behaved.

And now... haha.

"Yes, I have thought it through and realized my problem."

Sifanyi nodded, very humbly, and said seriously: "I was too arrogant before and didn't take you seriously. I apologize to you."

"Please forgive my recklessness at that time."

"I shouldn't have concealed the details and tried to induce you to intervene in the matter between me and Stella."

"As long as you can forgive me, I will do anything."

To this end, Sfanni even showed amazing sincerity and made quite shocking remarks.

"What Miss Eliza can do, I can do too."

She slowly knelt down in front of Herbert and said softly:

"Although I have no experience, as a member of the Moore family, I have sufficient knowledge. I am confident that I can do it much more skillfully than her."

As she spoke, she raised her hand and reached straight for Herbert's belt - but her wrist was caught halfway.

"What are you doing?"

Herbert grabbed Sfanny's wrist and looked at her with a smile, but there was no smile in his eyes.

"Who do you take me for? An idiot with nothing but lust in his head?"

"……hehe."

Sfanny looked into Herbert's eyes and suddenly smiled charmingly. She put her other hand on his knee and climbed on top of him lightly.

She sat astride the boy's waist, smiling charmingly, lowering her head, gently stroking his cheek with her hand, and asked with a sweet smile: "So you are not?"

"Of course not."

Although Herbert was being sat on by someone, he was not at all panicked. He stared into Sfanny's eyes and smiled happily.

"Ha ha!"

"Yes, that's the expression. This is the right look. Why do you have to pretend to be so tired?"

Both of them smiled happily and their postures were quite intimate, but there was no ambiguity in their eyes.

The same thing is that they regard each other as opponents to be fought seriously, rather than idiots who can be manipulated at will.

The difference is that Herbert's indifference is more of a disguise, while Sfanny's coldness seems to come from the soul itself.

"You really haven't changed."

Feeling the coldness coming from Sfanni, Herbert said with emotion:
"You say you're sorry, but you're still the same as before, except that you've figured out how to adapt a little bit."

When Herbert left Eliza and came to Svani, she showed quite unexpected gentleness and humility.

It's like a new person.

Anyone could tell she was pretending.

Some people would think that this is because Sfannie was compromising because she wanted something from them, and she must be feeling extremely humiliated, and thus she felt happy and satisfied.

But Herbert was different.

He would rather believe that this was just a choice Sfannie made after weighing the pros and cons, and he didn't think she would feel aggrieved.

The dark elves are a race that is extremely good at disguise, and this level of change is nothing.

Seeing that Sfannie wanted to explain, Herbert waved his hand and said, "No need to deny it. I don't mind you doing this."

He felt the soft touch of the dark elf pressing on him, nodded, and sighed again: "Well, it turns out that this is pretty good."

Then, before Sfanny realized what he was saying, Herbert smiled and asked, "Well, now that everyone has stopped pretending, let's get down to business."

He looked at the dark elf quietly and asked softly:
"Sfanny, what exactly do you want me to do?"

(End of this chapter)