Diary of Guarding Monster Girls

Chapter 986: Chapter 479: Fish Eat People, Dragon Eats Food (Part 2)

If you didn’t notice, and I don’t say anything, then yeah, it’s basically the same as if it never happened.

But is it really the same?

Can you really just brush it off that lightly?

"But if it really worked like that, wouldn’t that mean you’re the only one swallowing all the grievance?"

Herbert didn’t think so.

Some things, once they happen, have happened. They don’t vanish into thin air; they just pile up, slowly swelling larger and larger.

The wound of betrayal never heals.

And his own carelessness, in a way, could actually be seen as a kind of "betrayal" of Fremay’s feelings.

"Fremay, don’t you go saddling me with the sin of ’betrayal,’ okay?"

When Herbert finished speaking in that relaxed tone, he felt himself being hugged tight.

Arms that looked weak wrapped around him, and that gorgeous fish tail coiled around him hard.

Fremay didn’t say anything, but the feelings passed to him through that weight, that closeness, felt just like her saying she didn’t want him sneaking away.

Fortunately, Herbert’s current body might not be able to compete with Valentina and a certain meat-suit squirrel, but at the Legendary level he’d pretty much hit the ceiling.

If she wants to squeeze tighter, then squeeze tighter. I can still handle it.

Tighter’s good!

Pressed even closer now.

"I might not be able to satisfy what you want every single time, but I’ll definitely find a way to make it up to you."

Herbert gently patted Miss Mermaid’s back. Feeling that his words weren’t quite convincing enough, he added another line.

"For example..."

"I can start making it up to you right now."

"I’ll keep compensating you until you feel satisfied."

As soon as he finished, he suddenly felt a strong sense of weightlessness.

!!?

He felt the world before his eyes suddenly change, flip over as if it had turned upside down.

Eh?

And then—splash.

Whoosh!

Accompanied by a not-very-promising splash, he plunged into a pool of warmth.

By the time Herbert came to his senses, he was already falling headfirst into the water.

And Miss Mermaid, who’d been nestled in his arms, was gone.

Huh?

Where’d she run off to?

Herbert was a bit puzzled.

I’m being this considerate, she should be melted by my warmth, so how come she ran?

Don’t tell me that "nice guys" really rank under boot-lickers?

Except the thing is, those boot-licking nice guys are nothing like me!

I’m not the one licking them, they’re the ones wanting to lick me, okay?

Just as Herbert was wondering, he suddenly felt the water behind him surge, and a figure silently appeared at his back.

"Fremay? You—mm?"

Herbert had barely turned his head when the sneak-attacker behind him grabbed him hard, and his first kiss since entering the water today was gone.

As long as the qualifiers are specific enough, I can be someone who’s never lost his first kiss at any given moment.

Fremay crushed her lips onto Herbert’s and bit down hard on the tip of his tongue.

She didn’t break the skin, but it did hurt, enough to make the corner of Herbert’s mouth twitch.

But he didn’t pull that bitten soft flesh back.

No—no, it’s not that he didn’t want to, he just couldn’t snatch it back at all.

Slurp slurp.

"Mmm mmm mmm—hah!"

Only after a moment did Fremay finally release him, leaving him like some little girl who’d just been ravished, blinking as he licked his lips.

Huh?

So this is what it feels like to be forcibly kissed?

How to put it...?

It’s... actually kind of strange and wonderful...

"This was what you said yourself."

"What?"

Herbert froze for a second, looking blankly at the culprit who’d stolen a kiss, then his eyes lit up.

He’d always felt Fremay was at her most captivating when she was underwater, her hair flowing with the currents.

Her usual gentle grace now carried an added wild, feral beauty.

"Do you have any idea, any idea how hard it’s been for me to hold back?"

Fremay pouted, shot Herbert a slightly resentful look, then sensually licked her lips and snorted, "Do you have any idea what you’re unleashing by doing this now?"

Was Fremay moved by Herbert’s words?

Of course!

Having someone notice the softest part of your heart—no matter who you are, that hits deep.

All the more so when that someone is the Hero she herself has chosen, the one she’s decided to spend her whole life with.

The man in front of her had noticed what she felt, and wanted her to be herself.

Don’t repress, don’t hide—show your true self in front of me.

To be fair, Fremay actually isn’t that noble either; she’s not some pure self-sacrificing type, she has her own thoughts too.

But after hearing Herbert say that, she suddenly felt like she didn’t have to keep holding back anymore.

So now, she wasn’t just deeply moved—she was even a little... "restless."

She was stirred.

Fremay could feel the Wild Instinct in her body completely waking up.

Aaaahhhh——

Fremay felt like she was going crazy.

The ancient instinct in her bloodline was calling out to her!

Even though Fremay was a very gentle Mermaid Princess, looking all pure and delicate like a white flower.

But in the stories passed down among the coastal fishermen for generations—

Mermaids, or rather Sea Siren-type Demons... have never been anything close to a benevolent race.

They’re one of the Demons sailors least want to encounter while at sea.

They sing enchanting melodies, quietly bewitching the sailors, making them crash into reefs and fall into the ocean.

Those songs carry far and wide; at first you don’t even notice them, and by the time you realize something’s wrong, it’s usually already too late.

And although they eventually gorge themselves on their victims’ flesh and blood, before that, some starving Sea Sirens like to properly savor their prey first.

Fremay stared scorching-hot at the "sailor who fell overboard," licked her bright red lips again, and murmured, "I really will eat you, you know."

As for her warning, Herbert simply showed a delighted smile.

"Then come on."

Herbert spread his arms, advancing instead of retreating, smiling as he swam a bit closer toward the dangerous Monster Girl.

"Eat."

"Devour me as you please, and show me your true self without any burden at all!"

Fremay: Man, you’re playing with fire.

Herbert: It’s fine, I’m in the water—fire safety’s already taken care of.

He locked his gaze on Fremay, whose face still held a trace of hesitation, and dropped the finisher.

"No matter what your true self looks like, I’ll always love you with all my heart."

No matter what, that won’t change.

And after that...

The water in Deep Water Prison, which had been calm for so long, erupted into crashing, ceaseless waves.

Splaaaash!

...

...

Endless Maze.

"Huff, huff... huh?"

The Crimson Giant Dragon, who’d been in a deep sleep so heavy she’d basically forgotten the world existed, suddenly twitched and slowly lifted her eyelids.

Valentina dazedly raised her lids, glanced upward, then looked around the area.

What the heck?

She looked for a good long while but couldn’t figure out what had woken her up.

But weirdly—

For some reason, she suddenly felt a bit possessive about her food.

Like someone was trying to share her delicacies... no, wait, steal a bite?

Valentina’s sleepy eyes instantly changed, pupils sharpening into vertical slits.

Who’s trying to snatch my food!!?

Who’s got such a death wish!

Grrr——

The rumbling from her belly made the Hungry Dragon’s expression change, and she instantly forgot all those unimportant little things.

"Ah, I’m hungry."

Oh wow, now that she thought about it, she really was kinda hungry!

Whoosh!

The Giant Dragon’s massive true form vanished, turning into her tall big-sis body as she landed on the ground.

"Mmm—haaah!"

Valentina yawned, stretched hard, first reached back to scratch her butt a couple times, then slid her hand under the heavy burden on her chest for a quick itch.

Once everything was "sorted out," she bounced her way toward the door that led to the cafeteria and pushed it open without a second thought.

Time to eat—

And right then, she didn’t notice anything unusual at all.

While she was off finding Svanni to feast, in the neighboring cell, her absolute favorite delicacy was being indulgently savored by someone else.

"Heeey! Svanni! I came to play with you! What tasty stuff do we have today... eh?"

When the carefree Valentina arrived at the cafeteria, she unexpectedly found that that great benefactor who always fed her was staring at a mirror with a complicated expression.

"What’s up with you?"

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