Diary of Guarding Monster Girls

"..."

Inside the treehouse, Svanni hesitantly walked ahead, step by step ascending the staircase.

During this extraordinarily long walk, the long boots lightly tapped on the ever-expanding steps, producing a soft sound that broke the silence.

Tap, tap, tap...

The stairs continually generated, extending upwards endlessly, seemingly never reaching an end.

It’s as if the true ascent will never be reached real.JPG

But—is that really?

"Hehe."

Although the situation seemed a bit bizarre, Herbert was not anxious, leisurely observing the figure ahead and appreciating the marvelous undulating movements.

His spatial awareness was quite good, understanding their current situation; it was just like walking on a reverse escalator, always stepping in place mid-air.

It’s hilariously like working hard on a stair machine all day.

Clearly, the treehouse’s owner didn’t want him to enter that room—not so quickly at least.

However, Herbert was actually in no rush.

He had never been one to rush things like a hungry ghost.

Compared to the pleasure from specific motions, the prelude was equally important.

The combination of love and desire could truly reach a peak.

Anyway, having reached this point, he was willing to give Svanni a bit more time to think or process.

And the expression on Miss Dark Elf walking ahead was quite colorful at that moment.

"..."

She had lost her usual calmness, with eyes full of panic, confusion, bewilderment... and ample shyness.

Svanni was not intending to indefinitely delay with this "endless staircase," but rather giving herself some psychological preparation.

Indeed.

A Dark Elf who had lived for hundreds of years, completely flustered before the first intimate encounter with the opposite sex.

"Uh, I..."

Although it was actually something Svanni had been anticipating for a long time and understood the specific procedure well, not thinking there was any issue.

Yet, this current situation wasn’t covered in any documentation!

For traditional Dark Elves, there was no foreplay; it was all about getting straight on, enjoying the pleasure with a touch of pain.

Dark Elves played rather perversely, looking down on ordinary "ways" like this.

No one taught me what to do now!

What should I say now?

What should I do now?

Should I take the initiative?

Uh, or let him make the first move?

Svanni appeared calm, but was actually having a mental storm inside. Multiple avatars outside this place were simultaneously looking up various materials, striving to conceal her panic.

And then... she failed.

As a serious "forbidden studies researcher," her collection didn’t include those unserious romantic things.

After half an hour of crazy searching, Svanni finally gave up.

No matter, I’ll just leave it be.

Tired, bring on the destruction.

She stopped, finally leading Herbert to the "door."

"Oh? We’ve arrived?"

Then, a relaxed teasing voice came from behind: "Oh my, I thought we’d walk a bit more, can we already? You could prepare a bit longer~"

Svanni listened to Herbert’s mockery, her mouth slightly twitching, and sighed.

"...We’ve arrived."

She took a deep breath, seemingly calm, pushed open the door, and entered with determination.

Though she was long prepared, actually reaching this moment felt awkward, her expression rather stiff.

Herbert, following Svanni into the room, did not overthink. Upon seeing the scene within, he was slightly taken aback.

"Hmm?"

"So, it’s this place."

For Herbert, this room didn’t feel unfamiliar; he had visited it before.

This was Svanni’s genuine experimental platform, containing her other more perfect Flesh Avatar.

Moreover, compared to when Herbert visited earlier, this place took on a completely different visage now.

The previous scene left quite a striking impression, various pieces of flesh pieced together, a putrid scent pervading every corner of the room.

Stepping in felt like entering a corrupt and fallen domain where just breathing would be contaminated, no, even gazing would be affected.

Such an eerie place, outsiders couldn’t know what kind of insane creatures might be hidden within.

But now... all those past impressions had entirely disappeared.

The entire room had been meticulously organized, the materials were not discarded but orderedly arranged, labeled with numbers, each rigorously encapsulated and preserved.

This little bit of organization changed the room’s sense significantly.

While the room’s materials might still terrify some naive mortals, they no longer evoked thoughts of a fallen domain.

Currently, the room resembled a true research laboratory.

Herbert sniffed lightly, catching a faint aroma, a reassuring scent lingered in the air.

It was the fragrance of flowers.

After Svanni shifted her research toward Druid abilities, she specifically asked him for some plant seeds, which he personally selected.

"Changed quite a bit."

Herbert blinked, taking the initiative to bypass Svanni, glancing around, observing carefully, and remarked with a sigh: "I thought it would still be like before. Why did it suddenly get tidied up?"

Svanni followed behind, lowered her head, and softly said, "...because I was worried you wouldn’t like it."

This organization and labeling were actually intended for outsiders to see.