Deep sea mermaid head-to-head strategy

— Mermaid.

A possibility that had never been considered was entrenched in Klein's mind.

In addition to fishing for pearls, he cast nets with Dick's family's fishing boat when he was a teenager, and he was always able to cast the nets where there were a lot of fish.

Later, he was engaged in sailing, and he always had a premonition of when storms at sea would come.

Nata had asked him if he had any tricks, and he couldn't say why, but it came down to some smells and sounds—whenever a storm was approaching, he could smell the thick water vapor and hear the The huddling noise in the deep sea is like the noise made by deep-sea fish sensing the storm.

The crew members smelled and listened to his description, but felt nothing, so they joked that he had dog ears and a dog nose.

Even Klein always thought that it was just his sense of hearing and smell that were more sensitive, and he never thought about it...

Klein is not a person who avoids problems. When he realizes that something may explain all his abnormalities since childhood, even if it may shake his self-cognition, he will not turn a blind eye.

Whether he has anything to do with the mermaid is actually very easy to verify——

Klein turned his head, only the outline of Sweet could be seen clearly in the darkness, a certain desire tempted him to keep exploring.

Unknowingly, he stretched out his hand, and the moment his fingertips touched Sweet's cheek, his sanity returned.

He quickly withdrew his fingers, stared blankly, forcibly retracted his eyes and lay down flat, facing the ceiling, recalling things from childhood to adulthood until dawn.

When a faint light came in from the gap in the curtains, there was a rustling sound.

Klein could feel two gazes fixed on his side face.

He was thinking about how to ask a question, when suddenly a hand stretched out and put it on the outside of his waist, and pulled him to lie on his side with a forceful pull.

"?!"

"Did you not sleep well?" Sweet asked in a low voice, with a hint of surprise in his words.

The bedroom was still very dark, with a sense of privacy. Accompanied by such a voice, Klein had the illusion that Sweet's expression was gentle now.

He was lost for a moment because of this illusion, and he immediately reacted, removed Sweet's hand on his waist, and sat up.

"Get up when you wake up."

Klein hesitated to speak. Talking in such an ambiguous atmosphere made him extremely uncomfortable, so he got out of bed and left the bedroom in embarrassment.

After washing up, Klein went to the kitchen to make breakfast. Not long after, a voice came from behind him. He turned his head and saw Sweet.

He was wearing Klein's shirt, and the shoulder line that he wore before yesterday was completely stretched out. In order not to look tight, he deliberately unbuttoned the two buttons at the neckline, and tucked the hem into the casual trousers. Leaning calmly against the door of the kitchen, he looked interested as if he was enjoying some kind of art performance.

"Mind if I come in?"

"..."

Klein privately felt that it was a weird thing for Sweet to appear in the kitchen. Coupled with the short awkward exchange last night and this morning, he now hopes to deal with it alone to clear his mind.

After all, you can't hide. After a few seconds of silence, you still acquiesced to Sweet's intervention.

Sweet seemed to know his answer long ago, walked into the kitchen, and stopped within half a step of Klein.

"doing what?"

The invisible pressure squeezed the air around Klein, so that his throat became tight.

Grandpa is gone, and now only Sweet can answer his questions.

After hesitating again and again, he turned off the flames escaping from the magic ball, skipped Sweet's question, and said solemnly: "I have a few questions for you."

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