Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation.

Chapter 323 The Hungry Dragon Awakens! (Additional update 111, please vote!)
"What about you?"

After seeing Cyril off, Herbert met the "kind mushroom man" again.

He turned back to Misser who had been hiding on the side and asked with a smile: "Miss Misser, do you want to be my friend? Or my enemy?"

Although his tone was light, the question he asked was not one that could be easily answered.

This is a dangerous question that could cost you your life if you answer it incorrectly!
Herbert was a little tired. He didn't want to argue anymore and needed the mushroom merchant to give him a clear answer quickly.

After hearing this question, Misser did not answer Herbert's question, but asked a somewhat strange question: "Herbert, I am curious, which one is the real you?"

Herbert:?

What's going on? You also answer questions with questions, right?
When Herbert frowned and was about to speak, Misser continued:
"Is it the you who is as cruel and powerful as the blazing sun? Or is it the you who relies on your strength to force others to serve you? Or is it the you who is funny and humorous at the end?"

"Can you tell me which one is the real you?"

?

Herbert was a little impatient at first, but soon raised his brows.

Wait, that’s not right. Why do I feel like I heard some flattery?
"Are...are you praising me? Uh, thank you?" He looked at Mise in confusion and answered uncertainly.

It is not known whether this mushroom merchant has acquired this talent through years of training or it is really a natural instinct... He is definitely an excellent candidate to enter the system.

When it comes to dealing with people, he is truly natural and appropriate.

She really knows how to talk and do things!
Sure enough, the leaders are not stupid. They can tell at a glance who has what purpose and whether someone is deliberately flattering.

But, even if they know that this is deliberate flattery, they will still like people who can get things done.

Human nature.

Herbert's unhappiness dissipated silently. He coughed and asked casually, "Miss Misser, I know you are curious about me, but we just met. You ask so many private questions. Aren't you a little too... anxious?"

He did not give a direct answer, but instead changed the subject and went straight to another aspect.

The power of crooked building!

Oh, miss, I know I am very good, but you are too impatient!
"what?"

Misser: ???
What the fuck are you talking about?
The mushroom merchant couldn't hold back his expression, and gritted his teeth and said, "You know we just met! But don't you still want me to be your subordinate?!"

You knew that too!
"Haha."

Facing the somewhat broken-down Miss Mushroom, Herbert nodded with satisfaction: "It's just a joke, don't get so excited."

Look, I'm anxious.

It seems that you are still not cunning enough.

Let’s go back and practice again!

After teasing the mushroom merchant for a while, Herbert stopped talking nonsense, restrained his smile, and said seriously: "Although I was joking just now, there is one thing that is true... You are too anxious."

"What is true? What is false? Is who I think I am really the same as who I really am?"

"If you are familiar with me, you will naturally know my true face. I don't need to tell you the answer."

"On the other hand, no matter how I evaluate myself, you won't believe it, right?"

Herbert's tone was extremely relaxed, but it pierced the last fig leaf of the conversation between the two.

They have only known each other for a short time and have not yet built up enough trust, so no one really trusts anyone else.

Misser was silent for a moment, looked at the boy in front of him with complicated eyes, and said slowly:
"Yes, we only met once...but you saw my true thoughts. How did you do that?"

In front of those eyes that were as deep as the abyss, she finally admitted her true thoughts.

Herbert was right, this mushroom lady really longed for human life.

She was indeed, as Herbert said, full of curiosity about the human world and eager to become a part of it.

To this end, she founded the Shadow Mushroom Chamber of Commerce, imitated the appearance of humans, traded with others, and enjoyed the feeling of integrating into them.

As for how it was done... I can only guess.

Herbert didn't turn on the perspective, so he didn't know what Misser was really thinking.

It is not a random guess without any rules, but a reasonable guess after summarizing some clues and details.

The most telling point is that Miser's imitation of human behavior is so accurate.

Breathing, frowning, sighing, rubbing the eyebrows... Only by observing very carefully can you imitate it and integrate it into your daily unconscious behavior.

This is a completely unnecessary skill for a businessman who hides his body and trades under a cloak.

As for this reasoning process, Herbert certainly could not tell the whole story. He just smiled and said in a pretentious manner: "I can see it with these eyes. Is it surprising?"

"...Honestly, it's surprising. I thought I hid it very well." Miser nodded helplessly and looked deeply into Herbert's eyes.

Could it be that this ability to see into people's hearts comes from the sun god?
Herbert also deliberately emphasized that these eyes were the key, in order to guide Misser's thoughts to the eyes and make her think that Herbert had the ability to see through things.

In order to strengthen this guess, Herbert asked again: "By the way, if I am not mistaken, you are a special body."

The surprise in Misser's eyes became even greater. He nodded slowly and admitted his identity: "You can even see this? I think I have disguised myself very well. There is no difference between me and an ordinary shadow mushroom man."

This was the thing she could not understand the most.

If her imitation of a human can be detected, then how can the mutant be identified?

Miser was so convinced that she looked no different from the other shadow mushrooms that even she couldn't tell the difference.

How did Herbert do it?
"I don't judge based on appearance, but other aspects. For example, I am very familiar with this temperament in you." Herbert smiled.

That sense of alienation from the world around him was too obvious in Herbert's eyes.

This time, Misser was silent for a longer time.

Finally, she shook her head helplessly with a headache: "You know so much about me, but I know nothing about you... Your Excellency, don't you think this is unfair?" Fair?

Herbert laughed when he heard this.

"But you know I am a Paladin, a powerful being who has the power to destroy you by force without any punishment."

In this world, justice and fairness are important, but what is important is strength.

Without strength, the justice that the Paladin insists on is in vain.

But with strength, the Paladin's actions are justice.

"As such, I am still inviting you. Doesn't this prove my sincerity?"

Herbert asked in a haughty but friendly manner: "Miss Misser, would you like to try to believe me?"

"Maybe, I can really make you a part of the society you want to be in."

Believe it?
"Ugh……"

In fact, judging from his momentum, Miser had already accepted the reality, and his previous words were nothing more than an unwilling struggle, without any expectation of achieving any real results.

"I know humans. I don't think they can accept a weird existence like me."

"Sir, I can promise you, but can you really find a place that can accept me?"

Hearing these words that were undoubtedly a surrender, Herbert smiled with satisfaction and extended his right hand towards the mushroom merchant.

"some."

"I happen to know a place that would suit your needs."

That's right!

It’s my happy hometown.

Look, I'll just say it.

She must want to go home with me!

"Speaking of going home..."

As Herbert explained his plan to Misser, he recalled a certain sleepy, hungry dragon.

"Is Valentina awake? I don't know how long it will take to advance to epic level. I hope it won't take decades!"

"If it really doesn't work, why don't I give her some help?"

"I remember that she could eat unconsciously when she was asleep..."

Herbert thought about it and suddenly remembered something that he had to pay attention to.

"Hush, wait! She can't grind her teeth, right?"

……

……

Misty Monastery, the third commandment house.

Just when Herbert was wondering whether Valentina would use him as a teething stick, she happened to react.

Gurgling.

Miss Hungry Dragon, curled up into a ball, rolled on the bed for a while, then slowly spread out and lay carelessly on the quilt.

"Um--"

She moved her nose first, then suddenly straightened her legs, even tensing her toes!

With her pink toes pressed against the bed, she stretched her hands forward and pressed them on the pillow, then she exerted her whole body's strength and entered the Spinosaurus form.

"Hmm-ha!"

After stretching for a few seconds, she snapped her eyes open.

Hungry dragon, awakened.

And after waking up, the first thing she did was to look around vigilantly.

Of course, Valentina was not confused about where she was. There was no such word in her dictionary - there was not even a dictionary in her mind!
She was trying to find a familiar figure.

Unfortunately, after looking around, I couldn't find any trace.

Sniff, sniff.

Valentina moved her nose and sniffed around.

After confirming that the other party really had not returned for a long time and was not hiding secretly, she couldn't help but snorted.

"……snort."

She muttered somewhat dissatisfiedly: "You said you would come back when I woke up, you liar!"

Herbert, you are a great liar!

She bared her teeth at the boy who was not in front of her, and then prepared to take a nap and wait for him to come back.

But just as she was about to lie down, she heard a rumbling sound of dissatisfaction from her stomach.

Gurgle gurgle gurgle——

Valentina was stunned for a moment, looked down at her stomach, and pursed her lips.

"……hungry."

(End of this chapter)