Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation.

Chapter 328 I Did Nothing (5K First Update)
Moved!

Did I just move in the mirror?!?

Although the corners of his lips only curled up for a moment and then returned to normal.

But the subtle change did not escape Valentina's eyes, and she keenly captured the moment when the reflection in the mirror changed.

I saw!

She just moved!
Right!!!?
It must have moved!
That’s right…right?

Valentina was not frightened by this change, but she felt that the scene before her was quite strange.

But when she squinted her eyes and looked at the mirror carefully, she looked like an ordinary reflection, nothing special about it.

"Um……"

If Valentina was just an ordinary person, then the scene before her would be like the beginning of a horror story, and she would be walking into a supernatural script in the next second.

It uses a bizarre development like "My cabinet moved!" as an introduction, which eventually leads to some high-energy developments.

But unfortunately...

Valentina is not the delicate and weak mortal in the story.

As a powerful dragon standing on the border between legend and epic, most of its body has been squeezed in, and it is estimated that only its butt is left outside.

She has plenty of strength and means!
You may not have the means, but you definitely have the strength, and it’s huge!

The child is not smart, but he is very strong!

ghost?

Come on, tell me loudly, what level of spiritual creature dares to come close to Valentina and cause trouble?

The strange development before her did not frighten her at all.

Rather, the result stimulated is exactly the opposite!
Miss Hungry Dragon, who was already bored in the prison, became completely excited.

Eh?
There seems to be something interesting in that mirror!
"Mmmmmmm..."

But Valentina rarely acted rashly. After thinking for a while, she suppressed her inner excitement, made faces at the mirror, and stuck out her tongue.

Slightly——

The woman in the mirror did the same thing, performing the same movements in sync.

A very normal reaction.

But because of this "normality", Valentina restrained her smile.

She stood behind the door with her eyes narrowed, not taking another step inside.

Just now, Valentina's instinct gave her a slight warning.

Don't go any further.

There may be danger ahead.

"..."

She pondered for a moment, stared at "Valentina" in the mirror, took a deep breath, and suddenly widened her eyes, as if she had made some kind of decision.

next moment……

click!
Valentina simply raised her hand and closed the door.

she left.

Whatever the hell you are.

Humph, I don’t want to play with you anymore!

If it were in the past, Valentina would probably go against her instincts and try to lean forward again and wait and see.

She would frantically test the waters to see what interesting things were inside - let me see what was going on?
Anyway, she has thick skin and strong flesh, and ordinary dangers can't do anything to her and can't cause any serious injuries.

Relying on her strong physique, she has always been very courageous in her behavior.

But now, she is different.

After spending a long time with Herbert, Valentina feels that she has matured!!! (self-proclaimed)
She still loves to commit suicide and enjoys the thrill of testing the edge of danger.

However, before committing suicide, Valentina learned to be cautious - she took the initiative to ask questions to the "sage" in her mind.

After asking the "sage" what she should do, she received a negative answer and decisively chose to follow the advice.

withdraw!
She didn't want to be scolded by Herbert for this matter later.

Don't let him catch you!

So——let’s go!

Goodbye to you~
I don’t know what that guy is. I’m leaving now. I’ll come and play with you later.

And after Valentina decisively pulled away, her reflection in the mirror did not disappear.

The "Valentina" in the mirror blinked and tilted her head in confusion.

Eh?
It is worth mentioning that although both have Valentina's exquisite face, their temperaments are very different.

The real Valentina exudes a kind of "wisdom" in her every move, the kind of wisdom that has never been polluted... the kind of wisdom that is silly.

The person in the mirror, however, appears exceptionally smart - or perhaps it's because the person he's compared to is too clever, making him look like a wise man no matter how you look at him.

It is the same face, but it can reflect completely different temperaments, which is really touching.

All I can say is that it all depends on the support of my peers.

It’s not scary to have similar faces, but it will be embarrassing if you are stupid.

The person in the mirror twitched his lips and muttered speechlessly: "Eh? Why are you scared away so soon? It's just a joke. I don't plan to do anything to you..."

She shook her head regretfully, looked down at her hands, stretched them out, and said with emotion: "You are still a legend after all! You still have such a powerful force, you are too timid, aren't you?"

While "Valentina" was puzzled, the fallen angel who had disappeared before appeared out of thin air in the air above the Aurora Sanctuary after a flash.

The wings behind him wrapped Lucier's body, and he closed his eyes, as if silently experiencing something.

"Oh my? You really managed to escape."

The person in the mirror blinked and smiled, "If that's the case, then you really were locked up by me on purpose just now."

"How is it? What do you think?"

Lucier was silent for a while, then slowly opened his eyes and looked at his reflection in the mirror.

“…” She stared at the person in the mirror, her brows slightly furrowed.

In the countless layers of eyes of the fallen angel, the person in the mirror was not the image of Valentina, but an unpredictable shape that was constantly changing.

In each of Lucier's eyes, there was a reflection of a completely different figure.

There are men and women, old and young, ordinary people and strong people.

Gradually, the shapes stopped changing and settled on one figure.

Lucier looked at the figure and frowned even more tightly.

He was a tall and heroic war angel wearing scarlet flame armor, with pure white wings behind him!
That was...her before she fell.

She faced the mirror in the present, but the reflection was of her past self.

Lucier wasn't sure whether this was the other person's ability or a true reflection of his own heart.

"That feeling is not very good." After a long silence, Lucier spoke coldly.

She closed her eyes again, no longer looking at her reflection in the mirror, and covered her eyes with a black veil.

The black wings flapped, and the fallen angel landed in front of the mirror.

She did not try to destroy the seemingly fragile mirror - it was not the other party's real body, so it would have no effect even if it was destroyed.

Not only is it useless, it will make the already average relationship between the two even worse.

Although this guy had been eager to try to sneak through the sixth floor, he did not show the malicious intent that Lucier had imagined.

...At least, it hasn't been revealed yet.

“Ahaha, I’m really sorry about that.” The “Lucier” in the mirror smiled proudly and flapped the white wings behind him.

The person in the mirror had a very bright smile, and with that set of red flame armor, anyone who could see her could feel her strong self-confidence.

If Lucier saw this scene, he would probably be reminded of the high-spirited days in the past.

But the problem is, she can't see it.

The person in the mirror was acting just for the blind man - Lucier closed his eyes and completely ignored the other person's display.

what?
Can't see.

none of my business.

However, although he didn't see it clearly, Lucier could guess the other party's little move and said indifferently: "You are peeking into my heart and trying to make me waver. What is your purpose?"

As an archangel who once served beside the gods, Lucier, who had fought his way out of a sea of ​​blood and corpses, had already seen all kinds of strange enemies.

What kind of sinister tactics has she not seen?
What kind of enemies has she not killed?
It's just the type that can change into her own appearance. Compared with those strange monsters killed by her, this ability is not weak, but it's nothing.

Facing Lucier's cold treatment, the person in the mirror was not disturbed by it. She said with a smile on her face: "It seems that you have misunderstood something."

"Spying? No, you're wrong. I didn't do anything like that."

"I didn't do anything~"

"You have to understand that I'm just a mirror. No matter what you see, it's just what you want to see. It has nothing to do with me."

The man in the mirror denied Lucier's accusation, insisting that he was just a harmless mirror.

Yes, it’s just an ordinary small mirror!
Lucier listened to the explanation of the person in the mirror, nodded without changing his expression, and did not make any comments.

Although she doesn't question it, she won't change her opinion because of it. No matter what the other party says, it won't easily shake her heart.

Lucier was silent for a while, then asked another question that confused her and made her not take the initiative to do something: "Why didn't you run away?"

"Ok?"

The person in the mirror tilted his head in confusion and asked, "What's your question? Do you really want me to run away?"

The expression of the person in the mirror was teasing, but Lucier remained unmoved and continued to ask: "You took advantage of my disordered breath to enter here, but why didn't you continue to escape?"

About a week ago, Lucier, who was suppressing the prisoners on the sixth floor, suddenly felt that his power was disordered.

The feeling at that moment was as if it was forcibly taken away.

Lucille originally thought that the Sun God had found her place, and had finally taken away her power, taking away everything that did not belong to her.

At that moment, Lucier had already thought about completely exploding with the Sun God. He didn't want to let Him succeed, even if it meant self-destruction.

However, before she could enter the self-destruct phase, her strength returned to normal.

Judging from the final result, although her breathing was disordered for more than ten seconds, there was no change in the strength in her body after it was over.

Nothing happened.

It was taken away and then returned... I have no idea what happened.

Of course, there are still some unexpected events.

Lucille's suppression failed.

The prisoner who had been trying to get into the fifth floor succeeded and did not miss this opportunity.

Taking advantage of the moment when Lucier was preoccupied with himself, he sent in some power, which turned into this mirror.

And he swallowed Lucier directly into the mirror!

Lucier stayed in the mirror space for a week and only just managed to leave.

But the question is - why doesn't the other party run away?
Doesn’t the person in the mirror want to escape from prison?
Why don't you keep running?
"Ok?"

Facing Lucier's blunt questioning, the man in the mirror asked in confusion: "Who told you that I wanted to escape?"

Miss Fallen Angel remained silent.

Yeah, she just couldn't figure it out.

"And if you don't want to escape, then why do you keep trying to escape from prison? Could it be... huh?" As the fallen angel spoke, he suddenly paused as if he had realized something.

Her eyelids twitched, and she couldn't help but want to open her eyes and take a good look at the other person.

Lucier was silent for a while, then slowly said, "Could it be that you are feeling bored?"

"Yes!"

The person in the mirror nodded without hesitation and snorted unhappily, "Don't you feel bored being locked up in there by yourself?"

"I've been locked up for so long, and no one has come. I'm almost suffocating!"

"It's been hundreds of years, right? Why haven't there been any new wardens to chat with me?"

……boring.

The corners of Lucier's mouth twitched, not knowing how to comment on the behavior of the person in the mirror.

Because I felt "bored", I wanted to run to the next room to chat with others.

You're making such a big fuss just for such a boring reason! ! ?
Do you know how I have been suppressing you?

The person in the mirror didn't care about Lucille's silence, because she had always been silent, like a stuffy person.

The person in the mirror continued to complain unhappily: "That old man said at the beginning that when I healed, there would be someone to chat with me."

"Now, I'm fine, where's the person I'm chatting with?"

"Every once in a while, he'd bring a guy around in front of me, and then he'd never come back again."

She complained a lot at a very fast pace, accusing a certain black-hearted old man of being immoral with tears in her eyes.

Just when Lucier thought the person in the mirror was in a state of emotional instability, he suddenly changed the subject and said cheerfully, "Speaking of which, where is the young man I saw last time? He is the white-haired young man that the old man brought here recently."

"It's a pity that he looked so dazed at the time. I guess he didn't remember anything. I have to introduce myself to him again."

"When will he come to chat with me? He can't just come to see me alone, right? I don't think I'm that scary!"

The person in the mirror was complaining non-stop, but suddenly stopped and stared at Lucier.

Just now when I mentioned that young man, the fallen angel made a very subtle reaction.

Did she meet that boy afterwards?
Is there any contact between them?
This is the fifth floor, and I am on the sixth floor.

"..."

The person in the mirror who had always been smiling stopped smiling.

"Wait, that means... it's you?"

The person in the mirror narrowed his eyes, staring at the wooden-faced fallen angel with a dangerous expression, and gritted his teeth and said, "Don't tell me, it was you who stopped him?"

You did it!!!

Faced with questioning, the fallen angel remained silent.

She tilted her head slightly and silently "looked" to the side - although she didn't say anything, it seemed like she said everything.

But after turning around, Lucier thought about it and felt that he should explain a little.

She considered her words and said softly:
"Sir Herbert was too weak to come into contact with you before, and I stopped him."

“But, those guys before, I never stopped them from moving forward.”

"They chose to run away after seeing what I looked like."

"Just like you said before..."

Lucier turned back and used the same words that the man in the mirror had used to evade responsibility, and said slowly, "I didn't do anything."

After a pause, she felt that her tone was a little off, and added another word.

"Oh~"

But it would be better if we don’t add this word.

Once it is added, the whole feeling of the sentence changes.

Taunting, maxed out!

And the reflection in the mirror was completely expressionless at this moment.

The thing in the mirror stared at the fallen angel indifferently and nodded.

"very good."

"really good."

……

……

In the luxurious carriage, Eliza pulled Herbert aside and asked quietly, "Hey, did you do something with Sfanny?"

Herbert, who was suddenly questioned, looked calm and said naturally: "Huh? What do you mean? I didn't do anything."

"Why do you suddenly ask this question?"

Instead of being shaken, he turned the tables and nodded in understanding: "Oh, I see. You are lonely, so you feel uneasy?"

Herbert quietly placed his hand on Miss Vampire's waist and said jokingly, "Don't you want to expose our relationship to Sfanny? It's only been a few days, and you can't help it?"

"No, no...wait, wait a minute!"

Eliza whispered softly and dodged subconsciously, but she didn't dare to make any big movements for fear of attracting Sfanny's attention.

Not daring to struggle violently... well, the vampire lady didn't want to dodge either, so she could only put on an expression that said "you forced me to do this" and let Herbert's mischievous fingers draw symbols on her waist.

She tensed her body, forcibly controlling her body from shaking, and said calmly, "I always feel that the atmosphere between you seems to be different from when you came here...~"

Eliza tried to hold it together, but failed.

The disguise that he had worked so hard to create was easily broken by a finger. The last word he uttered was obviously distorted and he almost hummed it out.

After playing tricks, Herbert withdrew his hand and brought it to her lips with a smile.

"Here."

He pursed his lips, indicating that she should handle it herself.

Here, you got it wet.

Then you should clean it up.

"Humph."

Eliza rolled her eyes at Herbert and turned her head to observe Sfanny's reaction.

After making sure that Sfannie had been reading a book and didn't notice, he breathed a sigh of relief and did as he was told obediently, gently licking the liquid on his slender fingers.

However, the vampire did not notice that - in fact, while she was cleaning, Sfanny, who was concentrating on reading a book, looked up at Herbert.

Sfanny gave him a charming smile, then silently lifted the hem of her robe, revealing her secret scenery to him.

Herbert remained quite calm about the scene and just nodded slightly to Sfanny.

The reason why he was so calm was that such scenes had happened many times during this period.

Although it’s a little different from the scene I expected to see...but it doesn’t matter.

Herbert was even happier.

(End of this chapter)