The Siren's Sleeping Beauty [Comprehensive British and American]

"Whoa-"

The sudden sound of water woke up Steve who didn't know when he fell asleep. He quickly squatted down, put his hands on the ground, his arms tensed, and looked in the direction of the bathtub vigilantly.

Angus, who was finally full of sleep, saw every movement of the human beings clearly in the dark, and tightened his hands on the bathtub.He knew exactly what had put him in this situation.I also know who saved me.

Opening his mouth, as soon as he tried hard, his throat hurt.After coughing dryly and poohing a few times, he looked at the little red spots floating on the water.

pursed lips.

Steve relaxed a little, moistened his lips, and didn't move first.

Angus looked at him and didn't move.

There was a sound of water being pulled out, and Steve, who had adapted to the darkness, could vaguely make out that Angus was just sitting cross-legged in the bathtub and looking at him.

It looks like they don't intend to fight.

"Can you understand me?" Steve tentatively frowned.

Angus looked at Steve, narrowed his eyes slightly, his hands slipped in the water.

Humph.

Humans look bad, very bad.

Terrible, like a stray fish.

"Please——I have a reason to go back." Persistence, pleading, showing weakness, and urgency.

It belonged to Steve's voice, but it was hoarse and inflected, as if he couldn't make too much noise.

"What are you... doing?" Puzzled, not sure.

An unfamiliar gentle baritone.

Steve shifted into a squatting position.He was talking to himself, although... he didn't quite understand what he was trying to express.

But I didn't have to eat myself as soon as I woke up.

He tried to analyze what the mermaid was trying to say from the broken words.

"Ma'am, no matter what happens, you have to be strong and live on."

"You can't belittle your own life at will."

Anger mixed with pity and hatred.

After speaking, Angus looked at Steve silently.He has a sore throat and is unhappy.

Steve... parsing failed: "Sorry, I... may not be able to understand."

Angus accepted his apology and frustration and felt a little better.

He smelled the bloody smell of human beings, and the wound he left would not heal.

"Are you hungry?"

"I can...feed you..." Discuss, ask.

He leaned over the edge of the bathtub, opened his mouth, and pointed to Steve's stomach.

Steve... These two sentences are surprisingly easy to understand.

This is hungry... is it hungry?

The experience of listening to someone... a fish talking to itself with its own voice is really amazing.

"I'll just pretend you're hungry..." Steve relaxed, got up and turned on the bathroom light.

Angus is very satisfied with the attitude of humans.

Power is back on,

There was a loud noise and a short hoarse cry in the bathtub. Steve quickly turned off the light, and then turned his head to see the legs that had begun to show bright blue fish scales, and the pair of shimmering eyes. Beast pupils.

Steve rubbed his temples: "OK, Nolights."

"This is the first step to success..." Steve smacked his lips, took a deep breath, and let it out with some emotion.

Bringing the fresh food he bought, Steve chose to throw the fish into the bathtub.

...and then just rinse it off.

Angus started to eat, and the moment he entered his mouth, he spit it all out.

Grabbing the rest of the fish, he smacked his head and face at Steve, who was standing to the side, puffing out his cheeks and hissing.

Steve was caught off guard and was hit all over his head and face by the fish. He grabbed the last 'hidden weapon' that rushed towards him, his hands were slippery and greasy.

"...and Nodead meat." Quickly figured it out, Steve seemed to be talking to himself.

Angus sank into the water and made a gurgling sound at the bottom.Steve looked down at Angus, who was expressing his dissatisfaction clearly, and let himself take a deep breath.

"I have something else here, but... I'm not sure if you can eat it, or if you can eat it." Steve thought for a while and turned back to get the instant food.

It's really not easy to find some fresh raw meat for him here.

Flipping through, he took the bread, and some snacks according to the main ingredients, and went into the bathroom again.

After a while the bathroom floor was covered with food crumbs.

But Steve felt that the result was still much better than he imagined, at least for the time being, he didn't have to catch some live fish or strangle Mr. Porch's dog on the third floor.

The bread was crumbly and smeared on the ground, and there were other things, which looked a little disgusting.

Steve's clothes were dirty too, because everything a mermaid wouldn't eat would fall on him.

...he still can't escape.

After eating all kinds of weird things, Steve managed to gag Angus with a can of grape juice when he was about to recover and smash the bathtub with his tail.

In addition, there are all kinds of sweet things that can be eaten.

To sum up, it is sweet water and sweets, not meat.

Steve took off his dirty clothes, and simply wrapped himself in a bath towel, and didn't bother to change again.

Looking at the fish eating, he wiped his face, and finally calmed down.

Angus drank from the can, and when he couldn't drink it, he leaned into the mouth of the grape juice can and shook it to try to shake the grapes out, but no matter how he shook it, he couldn't get it out.

He narrowed his eyes and quickened his hand movements, leaving an afterimage.

Watching his irritable little movements, Steve was very tired one second, but couldn't help curling the corners of his mouth the next second.

Not long after the corners of his mouth parted, Angus gritted his teeth and tore the can into pieces, and the grapes fell into the bathtub.

Angus fished it out, put it in his mouth, and made a slight puffing sound when he squeezed it into his mouth.

It's like a soda can that has been put into a grinder and is lying miserably on the messy floor of the bathroom, like a ravaged rag doll.

Steve... suddenly had too much to say, and it was all stuck in his throat.

He chose silence is golden.

Angus tasted a strong taste that he had never experienced before, and all his unhappiness was forgotten, and he slammed his mouth and made a small sticky sound.

Just a little dizzy.

Steve could easily tell that he was happy this time: "Like sweet?"

He didn't buy many things with high sugar content, but recently his wife on the second floor saw that he always likes to stuff himself with sugar. It is said that he quit smoking and switched to sugar.

As expected, there was no response, but just reminded Angus, who was having a good meal, that there was someone here.

Angus stuffed the whole candy that Steve had found into his mouth, then pulled out the crumbled candy wrapper, and the bitten candy made a hiccup sound.

He looked at the human face, grinding the taste in his mouth.

Gaze down, staring at the wound on his stomach.

Well, since he agreed and he gave himself something to eat, then take care of him.

Angus quickly figured out why he let the man go mercifully before, and the man still looked half-dead.

It must be because of being weak, sick and disabled, too weak to be rejected by the ethnic group.

So it's sad even coming back.

I was brought to the human territory, and I can't go into the sea to hunt for the time being, so I need some food as the price for curing him.

So the deal was happily concluded.

Angus felt that he was drifting, but he still remembered that he had to do what he promised.

Sitting up, he shook his head and patted the edge of the bathtub: "Come on, let's go up first." Comforting, inviting.

Steve had been staring at Angus eating, for some reason, he felt that watching him eat was very decompressive.

Hearing the short sentence at first, he didn't react yet.

Angus patted the edge of the bathtub again, and moved a small space: "Come on, let's go up first."

Steve wasn't sure if he'd gotten it wrong.

Angus repeated it three more times, hissing in dissatisfaction.

Steve raised his right hand and scratched his left temple, finally stood up from the sink he was leaning against, and walked slowly to the bathtub.

Angus was lying on the side of the bathtub, looking very well-behaved.

The distance was less than 30 centimeters, Steve slowed down, and Angus tilted his head to look at him: "Come on, let's go up first."

There was a flash of inspiration, as if he had caught something.Steve looked at Angus, his mouth moved, but he still didn't say anything.

Taking a step closer, he put himself into the distance that Angus could bite if he leaned forward.

Angus blinked, moved his face, and smiled.

Steve backed away quickly, and Angus jumped out of the water and pinned him to the slippery tiles.

"boom--"

Steve, who was tense all over, soon found that although he seemed to be 'attacked', he could easily stop Angus.

Feeling relieved, he was a little surprised.

Angus's blue-scaled legs returned to their original shape at some point, and he straddled him in a completely human posture, his wrists were held tightly by humans and held up in the air, Ben Yu was blinking innocently looking at humans.

Steve... I don't know why some people can't look directly at such eyes.

He let go of his hand embarrassingly, looked at Angus' wrist that was rapidly turning red and even started to turn purple, and coughed dryly: "Sorry..."

He has been unconditioned by this fish.

Angus was put down, so he pressed his hand on the human chest and squeezed it.

Steve's chest went numb and he was choking for breath.

Angus tilted his head to look at him, then patted his left chest, puzzled.

Steve... he's a dirty human being.

The pulsation under his hand returned to normal rate, and Angus looked down at him, his long hair was scattered all over Steve's head.

Steve wanted to get up, but he didn't know why his eyes were fixed, and he forgot to get up.

Angus sat down and rubbed, Steve tensed his stomach: "You..."

Pushing back his hair, Angus leaned over to lick the wound on his stomach, Steve's eyes widened suddenly: "What are you doing!?"

Angus narrowed his eyes, raised his head and opened his mouth to bite Steve's outstretched wrist.The skin tingled for a while, and Steve paused, he didn't push hard, and he didn't break the skin.

It's kind of like...playful nibbling.

Licking wounds... is a healing behavior among animals...

Steve thought delicately.

Gathering his strength, Steve raised his other hand to support his shoulder, pushed the fish onto his lap, and finally lifted his upper body to distance himself: "No need."

"...It's almost ready." Is the mermaid...showing goodwill?

Steve watched Angus bite his arm, thinking.

Angus bit him with the intention of preventing the human from moving around, but the teeth biting the human's arm couldn't help rubbing it, and the saliva flowed out.

Steve...

Say hello...or are you hungry? ?

The author has something to say: Steve: ... When did you and I make a deal? 【Confused】

Angus: Didn't you apologize and promise me?

Steve: ...when? ?

Angus [closes eyes]

Steve: ...Yeah, we did agree, um.

Angus: Huh.

Steve: [Turns around and grabs the author] What time is it? ?

Author [Show Hands]: Figure it out for yourself~

Angus: What are you doing?

Steve: ...nothing.