you turned on the love game

You haven't seen that popular science book about the habits of mermaids.

Probably Kurolo found that the popular science in it didn't match yours, so he put it away.But it's a pity for you, because you have only read the first half of that book, and haven't seen the rest of it.

Four days passed.

You never showed any signs of weakness.

And the young man with black hair and black eyes couldn't find the reason why you are different from other deep-sea mermaids after looking through all the materials.

So he chuckled, with interest in his eyes: "Interesting..."

On the fifth day, he started chatting with you, asking almost all questions related to the habits of deep-sea mermaids. You answered him one by one based on the pictures in your memory, and then wrote down a sentence in confusion:

[Isn’t it all written in that book? 】

Kuroro pondered for a moment, tapped his fingertips on the table, then glanced lightly at the trash can in the corner, and said vaguely: "Is that so..."

this look...

Makes you suspect that he might have lost that book.

Today's weather is also very good, the sunlight comes in through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows, lazily sprinkled on the wooden floor, and the brownish-yellow floor reflects a few golden light spots, which makes the room seem to become warmer.

Kuroro leaned his head back on the sofa, wearing casual and comfortable clothes, with his hair loose on his forehead, looking very relaxed.

He still has a white bandage on his forehead though, you never see blood on it.So you guessed it wasn't an injury, it was probably a personal dress or trying to cover something up.

You keep the frequency of one question and one answer, you answer the irrelevant content truthfully, and you make up the important part about the deep sea mermaid race, every time Kuroro laughs meaningfully.

You don't feel guilty at all.

Since he doesn't believe in professional popular science books, and most likely won't believe what you, a monster, say, it doesn't matter if he tells the truth or not.

After Kuroro asked about the mermaid's routine, he calmed down. You lay on the edge of the glass tank and teased the little crab nestled beside you with your dark blue tail. He asked slowly, "What is the natural enemy of the mermaid?" What?"

You paused when you teased the crab and almost got caught by it.

Gently sweeping it to the other side with your tail, you blinked your eyes slowly, and then turned to look at the black-haired youth.

He looked at the warm sunlight coming in from the window, turned his head down and flipped through the book in his hand, with a concentrated expression, even if he was asking you a question, he didn't look up, only the reflection of the words in his deep black eyes.

You were distracted for a little while by this question.

Although mermaids are monsters in the deep sea, there are more powerful monsters in the sea that will prey on mermaids.It stands to reason that the natural enemies of mermaids should be creatures at the upper level of these food chains.

but……

Leaning between your arms, you pick up a pen and write down a word slowly.

【Humanity】

Kuroro raised his head from the pages of the book, saw your answer written on the whiteboard, suddenly smiled, his dark pupils met your gaze, and instead of expressing his opinion on your answer, he talked about your performance.

"You were thinking just now."

He closed the book, got up and walked over, put the book on the table next to the glass jar, then leaned slightly and stared at you, with a hint of appreciation in his eyes: "And it's beyond the logic of Warcraft."

You looked back at him calmly, without speaking.

There was a very faint smile on the corner of Kuroro's lips, his hands were in his pockets, and his black broken hair swayed slightly with the posture of his head tilted.

"Generally speaking, even high-level monsters with intelligence don't think too much when faced with such a simple problem, and it is even more impossible to jump out of the subconscious instinct of the food chain."

At this point, he raised his hand to cover his mouth slightly, his long eyelashes drooped slightly, as if he was lost in his own thoughts: "But you not only exclude it directly, but even jump from the instinct of a monster to a deeper level of thinking, Then rise to the complex human nature..."

The room was very quiet, except for Kuroro's steady voice, it was the sound of bubbles exploding continuously when the oxygen was delivered.

You erased the words on the whiteboard without changing your complexion, half-closed your eyelashes, your dark blue tail swayed gently in the water, the blue water waves slowly floated up, and your hair fluttered lightly in the water, constantly rising and falling.

Finally, he slowly opened his eyelids and looked at you. Due to the backlight, the lower part of the eyes was covered with a light gray shadow, which made the eyes dark and dark. There was a cold smile and curious scrutiny in them.

"You're really interesting."

Kuroro said this with a smile.

The sound of bubbling and bubbling beside him continued.

You hold the pen, ignoring the tone of his meaning, and write something stroke by stroke, and the black ink gradually smears on the whiteboard.

[Thinking that monsters can't think complicatedly is just wishful thinking of human beings. In fact, there is no difference between intelligent creatures...]

He saw what you wrote clearly, straightened up slowly, and moved his eyes from the whiteboard to you. After a long while, a pure smile appeared on that childish face like a college student: "Well——that's true, after all, there is a kind of The ferocious fox's magical beast can't be seen after it transforms into a human."

Kuroro turned around and returned to the sofa, sat down lazily, picked up the book beside him and slowly flipped through it: "Perhaps one day Warcraft will reach the same status as humans."

It sounds like a casual remark, after all, his attention is already on the book in his hand, and he doesn't seem to intend to communicate with you anymore.

You put the whiteboard aside and sink down into the water.

It doesn't matter whether he planned to chat with you about the evolution of Warcraft, or took the opportunity to find out if you are a regular Warcraft.

Anyway, what you are using now is the body of a monster.

There is no doubt about that.

On the sixth day, Kuroro went out temporarily due to errands, but the blond and blue-eyed baby-faced companion named Xia Ke was asked by him to watch over you, playing with a mobile phone in the shape of a little devil in his hand.

"Hi! Miss Mermaid!" This is a very lively guy.

After he entered the room, he sat on the sofa and played the game. The chirping game victory sound effect kept ringing, and you could faintly hear the sound while lying on the bottom of the water, and couldn't help but sighed irritably.

If this guy is so noisy at night, there is a high probability that he will not be able to sleep well. As soon as you think about it, the game sound stops.

"Leader?" Xia Ke held up his mobile phone and responded to the person on the other end. He didn't know what he said, and he looked up at you, "Now?"

A few seconds later, he raised a bright smile: "Oh, got it."

After hanging up the phone, Xia Ke waved the phone at you, smiling with green eyes, looking quite friendly: "Miss Mermaid, please wait a moment, I'll call Mrs. Lyant next door."

Mrs Lyant?Why did you call her over?

You frowned slightly, and saw the knight rush out in two or three steps, and soon brought the old lady next door over, smiling like a well-behaved and sunny boy next door, there was no sign of a murderer at all.

"Mrs. Lyant, please take care of Miss Mermaid today." The knight said to the old lady with a smile, and kept flipping the phone up and down with the other hand, "We will be back tomorrow."

Hearing this, you looked up at him.

But the knight turned his back to you, and continued to talk to the old lady, with a lively voice: "We will definitely thank you when we come back."

Your heart suddenly tightened.

I don't know why, but you have a faint feeling that the knight's words are not addressed to Mrs. Lyant, but to you.

If they came back the next day and didn't see you, how would they choose to "thank" this kind old lady?

you do not know.

But you can pretty much guess it.

……

Mrs. Lyant didn't notice anything wrong, and kindly agreed to the knight's request, and the knight waved goodbye to you with a smile on his face, as if he wasn't the one who was threatening in the words just now.

"Miss Mermaid, see you tomorrow!"

You looked at him blankly, and after he left, the old lady talked to you softly as she did a few days ago.

But this time you didn't respond to her.

Lie on the edge of the glass tank and watched her for a while, then slowly sank to the bottom of the water, closed my eyes and stopped looking at her, as if refusing to communicate.

She said a few words to you in a gentle voice, and if she didn’t get a response, she wiped the overflowing water from the tank for you, put on reading glasses, sat on the sofa and slowly read a book, her old voice sounded hypnotic As reassuring as the song, you will fall asleep listening to her voice unconsciously.

It was night when I woke up again.

The little crab who always likes to pull your hair is huddled in the stone.

There was a bright red heater in the living room, and the old lady was lying on the sofa covered with a blanket, breathing peacefully. She slept soundly, and her gray hair was reflected golden red by the heater.

The faint sound of water suddenly sounded.

You put your hands on the rim of the jar and stare at Mrs. Lyont.

Now is the best time for you to leave here, because Kuroro and the others are not here, even if you disappear tomorrow, it is impossible to find you and take you back.

only……

Mrs. Lyant would probably be killed by them.

Yes, handy.

It can be seen from the tragic situation of the Ba Tesla family that they are basically people who don’t take human life as their own. When this incident was broadcast on TV two days ago, Kuroro laughed like a child who had played a prank.

The kind of unique prank that only you know.

Your hand has almost turned out of the glass tank and pressed it on the table. Water drops trickled down your arm onto the table, gradually soaking the white paper next to it, and swimming out irregular wet marks.

The black-blue fish tail is adorned under your body, as long as you move your mind, you can transform into human legs and walk out from this place smoothly.

Your gaze rests on the back of your wet hand for a few seconds.

Then slowly move over to the sofa.

The warmth of the stove is transferred from the sofa with the air, and the water vapor on your arms is gradually evaporated by the hot air. In this silent night, your thinking time seems to be extraordinarily long.

Minutes and seconds passed, and the pendulum made a ticking sound.

You lowered your eyes quietly, gently rubbed the rough wood grain under your palm with your fingertips, and slightly tightened your hand holding the table.

【never mind……】

You sighed silently, and decided to look for another chance next time.

Suddenly, you notice a book in the corner of the table, which Kuroro put here casually two days ago, and it is also in his impression that he often holds it in his hand - "Empress Gulinami? Part [-]"

This is the first time you've seen this book up close. You get closer, your eyes focus on the lower right corner of the cover, you frown slowly, and you get closer suspiciously again.

Kuroro's name is written in the corner.

But this stroke... looks familiar to you.

You took out the white paper next to it, picked up a pen and wrote Kuroro's name on it, and compared it with each other, it turned out to be somewhat similar to your handwriting, with a special tick on the tail, no wonder it looks familiar.

You opened your eyes slightly in surprise.

After thinking about it, he folded the white paper and placed it under the book.

On the seventh day, Kuroro returned to the house.

After greeting him, Mrs. Lyant left here. You were about to talk to him about handwriting when you met the dark-haired, black-eyed young man with a half-smile in his eyes, when suddenly the back of your neck shook, and your eyes fell into darkness.

Half awake and half asleep, the soft waves of the water brush your cheeks, as if you were placed in the back of a large truck.Just like when they first brought this town.

After a long time, you barely opened a slit of your eyes.

The surrounding area was pitch black, and no light could see through. It should be that the glass tank was covered by the black cloth again, and the shaking of the water had stopped, and Kuroro's voice could be faintly heard outside.

Take it easy.

It's like showing the value of a collectible.

"This is a deep-sea merman that can survive for many days."