Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation.

Chapter 47 How did you find out?
There was silence in the tree house.

You can hear the subtle sounds of organs in bottles and jars.

The beating of the heart, the gurgling of the stomach, the trembling of the eyelids, the breathing of the gills... and the noise made by the rattan chair rocking back and forth.

Crunch, crunch, crunch—

The annoying sound was particularly harsh in the quiet space and penetrated into Sfanny's ears.

"..."

The cold elf's eyes trembled slightly. For the first time, she raised her eyes and looked directly at the leisurely white-haired boy in front of her.

Her beauty was no less than that of an elf, with pure crystal-like light grey eyes, pure white hair that seemed to be blessed, and a semi-dry, slightly translucent silk nightgown.

Rather than a clergy warden who manages a prison, he is more like a nobleman who would appear at an aristocratic ball.

In addition, the evil smile at the corner of his mouth did not look like that of a clergyman at all, and it even added a premise of being a bohemian child to the image of that nobleman.

At first glance, he is the type who is good at following the ladies in circles on the dance floor, or being secretly pulled into a secluded corner by a few ladies to have deep emotional exchanges.

Seriously, is he really a Paladin?

Although Sfanny's doubts were difficult to resolve, compared to such insignificant issues, what really changed her attitude was the exposure of her incarnation.

With his strength, it should be impossible for him to see through his disguise.

So which link went wrong?
Although the matter has been exposed, Sfanni's attitude has not changed much. She neither denies it nor gets angry. Her temperament remains cold.

She nodded at Herbert and said, "You also surprised me a little. How did you find out?"

"How do you put it, intuition?"

Herbert tilted his head, raised his eyebrows, and jokingly said, "I always feel that a beautiful woman like you is very deceptive."

Sifanny didn't laugh, but frowned and said, "You mean to say that all dark elves are liars who are good at deceiving?"

Herbert:?

"Uh, no, I don't mean to be racist, don't think too much about it."

He wiped the non-existent sweat from his forehead and added with some shame: "I mean, I think you are very beautiful!"

No.

This is a different world, why is Dark Skin still so sensitive?

I'm not, I don't!

I have never persecuted you!
"Is that right?"

Sifannie frowned and shook her head: "No, it doesn't matter even if you really think so."

"The dark elves are indeed a race that is very good at deception and trickery. This trait has always existed in our blood. In this regard... I am no exception."

"You're right. I am just that kind of person. I am really good at deceiving others."

The dark elf's serious attitude left Herbert somewhat speechless, and he felt that this conversation was a little difficult to continue.

What's wrong with this sister?

You are really bad at chatting.

No, you are really autistic?

"Cough cough."

Herbert coughed, forced himself to skip the topic, and continued to lead the situation: "Of course, intuition is one aspect, but what really makes me judge is your performance."

The boy raised his chin slightly, motioning her to look at the skull on the table that had completely lost its life.

“The biggest loophole is here.”

"Just now, when I handed it to you, you didn't take it, right?"

He looked at Sifanny's thoughtful expression and said slowly:

"It's obviously one of your people, and it's obviously just a skull, but you don't even want to touch it...Are you scared?"

After saying that, Herbert slowly scanned the various strange organs in the room and smiled self-evidently. Are you scared?
I should be the one who is afraid.

"Of course, there is another possibility. You have a serious mysophobia and are unwilling to touch anything that a filthy person like me has touched."

"But compared to this somewhat strange possibility, I prefer to believe my own intuition - you are not here, and being here is just an extremely real illusion."

"And the facts prove that my guess is correct."

"I made the right bet."

Herbert shook his neck contentedly and found a more comfortable position to lie half-lying.

That posture and that look were just short of having arrogance and complacency written all over his face.

Hey ↑ Hey ↓
"Since I've already guessed it, there's no need for you to continue acting, right?"

After listening to Herbert's explanation, Sfanny pondered for a moment, slowly stood up, and nodded at him.

"You are right. In that case, please follow me, Your Excellency the Warden. My real body is upstairs and I cannot leave for the moment."

After saying that, she didn't wait for Herbert's answer and walked straight to the seemingly empty wall.

The bark wall slowly cracked as she approached, revealing a dark passage.

Herbert squinted his eyes, looked at the stairs paved with fluorescent vines, then looked at the endless darkness, and squinted again.

go?

Now I can still say that I haven't gone deep into the cell and am just wandering around the outside of the railings. If I go any further... there will be a certain risk.

Sfanny turned her head at the entrance of the passage, without saying a word, and stared at him silently.

Don't you want to see my true self?
So, now, will you come along?
"Of course no problem." Herbert stood up with a smile and followed with easy steps.

Now that things have come to this, there is no point in giving up halfway.

I want to see what you are up to!

When Sfanni saw him catching up, she didn't say much, just nodded silently, and then led the way.

The passage is long and deep.

Not long after Herbert followed Sfanny upstairs, Nenasha, who had been silent for a long time, could not help but speak:

[“Hey, how did you find out?”]

[“I clearly didn’t tell you, and I was waiting to see you laugh… I was waiting for you to find out.”]

?

Herbert narrowed his eyes and said in his mind: "You left your words half-said on purpose, didn't you? You are deliberately looking for trouble, right?"

[“Of course~”]

Nenasha smiled without any shame and said, "But I'm really curious about how you noticed it. The reasons are not just what you explained to her, right?"

"Well, in addition to the reasons I just mentioned, there is another crucial point."

"Her reaction when she saw me was so bland."

Herbert calmly elaborated on a reason that sounded a little narcissistic.

"According to what you said, all monsters will have an inexplicable liking for me. Even if they don't like me, they will at least show some kindness."

"She acted too calm, even cold and indifferent, not like a living person."

"Besides that, there is actually another reason."

[“What is it?”]

"It's... the smell."

Nenasha:?

You, there's something wrong with you!
(End of this chapter)