Diary of Guarding Monster Girls

"Gulp."

When the terrifying Sea Siren swallowed countless lives, the smokeless war reached its silent conclusion.

Splash.

The savage piranha emerged from the water, licked its lips, and arrogantly raised its eyebrows in a provocative manner at the humans.

"Hmm~"

While provoking, it also licked the corners of its mouth, showing off its prideful little expression.

"How’s that? Now you know how formidable I am? Still dare to underestimate me?"

Fremay felt very proud, thinking she was incredibly brave at this moment.

What Paladin?

Not a match for me at all!

Little Herbert, taken down!

"...Yes, yes, we know you’re amazing, haha."

And Herbert, after enjoying it for a while, didn’t argue with Fremay and allowed her to revel in her self-proclaimed spiritual victory.

I’ve enjoyed enough, so I won’t compete with you over this~

Fish eat humans but don’t bite too hard, the fish are good.

Humans let fish eat them, humans are good.

In summary, everyone is good.

Herbert silently pondered in his heart, suddenly thought of something, and sighed while looking up.

"I understand."

Hmm?

Fremay was still reveling in her triumph when she heard this and asked curiously, "What did you understand? Why do you suddenly look so wistful?"

Entering that "Wise Man Mode" you mentioned again?

Herbert gazed at the ceiling, slowly exhaled, and spoke softly, "I just suddenly understood an ancient sage."

Hmm?

What sage?

Just when Fremay thought Herbert would mention some mysterious figure, his expression suddenly became quite subtle, mumbling quietly.

"He truly was ahead of his time, saw beautiful sights others hadn’t seen, it’s a shame that such talent met an untimely end... cough, cough, cough! No, nothing."

Herbert snapped back to reality, coughed a few times forcefully, and laughed dryly.

I didn’t think of anything!

Fish mouths are not right.

But if you change the subject to mermaids, it’s entirely different.

Mermaids are right.

So right!

Herbert spoke in cryptic tones, hoping Miss Mermaid would muddle through without overthinking it.

But as luck would have it... Fremay understood this time.

?

Fremay tilted her head slowly, looking at Herbert with utter disbelief.

"You... huh?"

She had heard Herbert mention the "Brother Grass Carp" story several times before as a joke, instantly understanding what Herbert was thinking.

She twitched the corner of her mouth and couldn’t help rolling her eyes, glaring fiercely at Herbert.

"How can that be the same!!?"

The always gentle Miss Mermaid erupted, revealing slightly sharp fangs.

Sigh.

"Cough, cough, it’s not the same, not the same!"

Seeing the situation exposed, Herbert couldn’t hold back his grin, waved his hands, and explained: "No, no, no, not right! I haven’t tried it, I don’t know the difference, in short... cough, cough!"

The more he explained, the less he could hold back, finally having to close his mouth, firmly pressing against his twitching lips.

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"Pft, haha, cough, cough, cough..."

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This performance clearly showed he had no sincere attitude about admitting his mistake.

Fremay looked at this scene more annoyed, reached up, and pinched Herbert’s cheek, pulling it outward forcefully.

She initially wanted to punish this mouthy guy, but after barely starting, she found herself infected by Herbert’s expression.

"Stop laughing! Stop... pft!"

The teased fish couldn’t hold it either, letting out a giggle and punched softly on his shoulder.

She intended to give Herbert a good punch, but after doing it, she couldn’t bear it, the punch lightly landed on his shoulder.

"Hmph~ Honestly, can I be the same as those fish? Okay, stop laughing!"

Rather than a strike, the gentle action felt more like a caress, seemingly not angry at all.

In fact, Fremay wasn’t genuinely upset.

Though being compared to those fish annoyed her a little, this time, she decided not to stoop to Herbert’s level.

Because she was really in a good mood now.

After Herbert requested her to "release herself," Miss Mermaid felt she had shed an invisible layer of shackles.

No longer forcing herself to play the perfect "waiter," her mood improved greatly, her expressions gained more liveliness alongside elegance.

It was just a harmless joke, nothing worth getting truly angry over?

If she genuinely flew into a rage over this, it would be disgraceful, implying she believed those things could be compared to herself.

Of course—there was a precondition.

They could joke like this because their relationship was genuinely close.

If Herbert and Fremay were strangers, such teasing would be absolutely impossible.

But they’ve already reached an intimate understanding, a relationship where such jokes are never taken to heart.

"You look more like a fish!"

"Yes, yes, I am a fish, I am."

"Hmph."

After pulling Herbert’s cheek for a while, Fremay decided to be magnanimous and forgave him.

And she made Herbert promise to compensate her by playing with her in the sea for a day.

With this deal, Fremay felt she came out ahead.

"Hmm~"

Miss Mermaid lay on Herbert’s back, with no outsiders around, she didn’t bother wearing her "armor," allowing her skin to cling closely.

Herbert felt the sensation on his back, his eyebrow involuntarily raised, wanting to turn around and properly punish the mischievous mermaid.