Diary of Guarding Monster Girls

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"Wh-what request?"

"It’s simple, let me have a taste too."

"Ah!!?"

The Mirror Demon Miss, who had some hope about what Herbert might do, collapsed on the spot after hearing the request, her expression faltering completely.

Are you a pervert!

No, do you even hear the nonsense you’re saying?

At this moment, not only did the Mirror Demon Miss find this "reasonable" request unacceptable, even Miss Harmonious God, who usually enjoys watching chaos, couldn’t help but comment:

["Hiss! Herbert, uh, I must say, you never cease to amaze me."]

You’re truly something!

Every time Nenasha thought she’d figured out Herbert’s limits, he would display an even lower and more flexible one.

Impressive.

You’re truly the ally I value!

I really have good judgment!

"No, Herbert, I was wrong!"

Lukalia looked at Herbert in terror, struggling desperately, feeling a fear she had never experienced before.

No, you can’t!

"No no no—It’s not okay! Let go of me!"

But unfortunately, that big hand gripped her like an iron clamp, and beyond that, some special power kept her body in check, preventing her from dissipating and escaping.

And this power clearly wasn’t something Herbert could possess right now. What special item did he have that could bind my body!

A special Divine Artifact?

Herbert definitely didn’t have a Divine Artifact on him, but he must have had some Divine Domain Power help to restrain the Epic Mirror Demon.

—That’s right, it was Nenasha’s doing.

Such a fun scene, how could she miss it?

She didn’t even wait for Herbert to speak before she reached out to assist in holding the escaping Mirror Demon down.

Stop, you can’t leave!

If you leave, where will I find entertainment?

"Does it matter?"

Herbert smiled, watching Lukalia nearly in tears, the corners of his mouth slightly lifting as he pulled her a little closer to himself, amused.

"Why do you look so uneasy? Did I do something wrong, or did I misunderstand you earlier?"

Feigning ignorance, he asked, "Since you said it was ’normal behavior,’ what reason do you have to refuse me now?"

"Or do you look down on our friendship that much?"

Lukalia was thoroughly panicked at this point, unable to maintain her high-and-mighty critique, humbly pleading with Herbert.

Herbert’s stance was clear—no matter what you say, he’s as stubborn as iron!

There’s no point in saying more, if you have a clear conscience... then let me have a taste!

Since you just had a taste of my fingers, I deserve a taste of yours too!

That’s fair!

Listen, let me have a taste.

Herbert didn’t bother asking Lukalia’s opinion any longer—after all, he wouldn’t get a satisfying answer, so he stopped asking.

He took hold of the Mirror Demon Miss’s wrist, and under her terrified gaze, slowly bowed his head, then without hesitation, bit down on her tightly clenched little fist.

Bite.

"Ah!!!"

I, Herbert, a real man, standing tall!

If I say I’ll have a taste today, then I’ll have a taste for sure. No playing coy or acting like a warm guy.

But Herbert didn’t go that far, refraining from any forbidden tongue-licking.

He just lightly bit the Mirror Demon Miss’s glass-like slender fingers with his teeth, then kissed the back of her hand gently.

Then, he released her wrist, looking down with a mischievous, cheerful smile at the Mirror Demon who had closed her eyes tightly out of fear.

"Ahhhh... huh?"

Lukalia initially thought she’d suffer some horrible humiliation, but after the initial sensation, there was nothing more.

Her eyelids twitched, cautiously opening her eyes, only to see Herbert’s wickedly delightful smile.

Hiss!

The Mirror Demon Miss instantly realized.

Damn, I was fooled!

She had been outmaneuvered by Herbert.

No explanation was needed; her overreaction spoke volumes about her entire stance.

All her previous disguises vanished into thin air, and Herbert mocked her mercilessly.

Game over—

Moreover, Herbert delivered another emotional blow, smiling as he asked, "Obviously, between the two of us, you’re the one who cares more, right?"

"..."

To be honest, Lukalia really didn’t want to answer this question, but right now, she had no choice.

All words felt utterly meaningless, there was nothing more to be said.

"Sigh!"

The Mirror Demon Miss lowered her head dejectedly, helplessly accepting her dismal defeat, and sighed, "... Yes, I care more, I was wrong."

"Yes, as long as you know."

Herbert, satisfied with his handiwork, patted Lukalia’s shoulder for comfort and said, "Alright, don’t overthink it, I was just playing a little joke on you."

"It was merely a simple test, it doesn’t prove anything, so don’t dwell on it too much later, lighten up a bit."

"By the way, don’t break the contract we just forged, never betray our friendship, okay?"

Herbert seized the victory, delivering one more blow after another, leaving Lukalia emotionally beaten before finally releasing her and departing through the Teleportation Gate with satisfaction.

Done.

There’s no rush to enhance communication ability; the priority now is to give Lukalia some time to calm down, can’t push her too far.

Going insane is one thing, but if she takes it too hard and tries to end herself, that wouldn’t be fun.

After all, I’m still counting on her to work.

Even in defeat, her well-being is a must!

Click.

After the Teleportation Gate closed, Lukalia, with a face full of conflicted despair, slumped her shoulders, but quickly raised them again, letting out a cry of anguish.

"Aaaaah——"

All the mirrors in Mirror Space simultaneously reflected Lukalia’s aggrieved expression, countless voices echoing deafening roars.

"No, he’s sick, aaaah!!!"

"Crazy!!!"

"Someone save me, aaah——"

Herbert’s unexpected actions were staggeringly powerful, yet Lukalia didn’t dwell excessively on them.

After all, she was an Epic Strongman who had braved eons, her mind robust, not about to spiral out of control over something so trivial.

But the thing is—that really was embarrassing.

Scary?

Yes, it was terrifying.

This guy is damn terrifying, catching one completely off guard with an utterly unreasonable strike.

Moreover, what if he hadn’t stopped there and did something else?

Then I... hiss!

"Wait, why am I still thinking about this? No, why am I even thinking at all!"

Realizing her mindset was off, Lukalia squatted before a mirror with pursed lips, her mouth twitching nonstop.

Oh no, he didn’t do that just to make me constantly think about him, subtly changing my perception, did he?

Hiss!

Terrifying guy!

No way, I can’t just admit defeat like this, I can’t let him succeed.

Lukalia hurriedly tried to recover, muttering to herself, "It must be his problem, right? Yes, it’s got nothing to do with me, it’s definitely his fault..."

...

...

"It’s definitely his fault!"

Elda.

The young Priestess smiled as she pointed at her blushing Snake Woman friend, continuously prodding, "All of this is Herbert’s fault, making you lose focus. Tell me, what were you thinking? Were you thinking about something that made you blush—mm mm mm!"

And Teresa, who was being teased, awkwardly covered Yunier’s mouth, flashing an embarrassed smile at Herbert, who appeared behind her at some point.

Right now, she wishes she could strangle this unabashed friend with her tail.

Yunier!

What kind of stuff are you saying?

Even if it’s true, you don’t have to say it out loud, aaahhh!!!

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