Demi-human Girls Completion Manual
Chapter 282 - 117. Swimsuit_2

Chapter 282: 117. Swimsuit_2

"Hey, aren’t you guys ready yet? I’m ready to go!"

Moli’s face flushed as she responded timidly, "I’ll be right there," only then did Fisher notice her fingers were also curled towards him, as if she was grasping something invisible.

Swishing her whale tail, Moli walked toward the riverside, while Fisher silently exhaled another heated breath. This was just one of countless moments where he felt an almost unbearable urge.

It was unclear how much time had passed since Elliog left, but to Fisher, it felt incredibly long. Every day spent by Moli’s side was torturous.

A sense of responsibility prevented him from easily making a move on the defenseless girl in front of him. Beyond her terrifying idea of knocking him out to take back to the sea, Moli was essentially a pure girl, which made Fisher’s thoughts of devouring her come with an inevitable sense of guilt.

The question then arose, was this desire due to the "reproductive ability" boost given by the Demi-human Girls Completion Manual, or was he just naturally repulsive, a man filled with original sin and greed?

This question unexpectedly stumped Fisher, the scholar. Lost in thought, he sat down on a nearby rock and took out the so-called "ringleader," the Demi-human Girls Completion Manual.

The Manual shimmered with golden brilliance, flowing freely like a colorful fairy tale book filled with lighthearted fantasy, and it brought up a few demi-human records Fisher had previously accessed.

Dragon-man Species, Witch Species, Demon Species, and the latest, Whale-man Species...

Right, could he bind himself to Xiayat? It seemed like he had done a lot of research on her the night before and had obtained quite a few results...

[Centaur Species Remaining Research Subjects: 0/1]

[Bindable Subjects: Xiayat, Adult Centaur]

After some thought, Fisher decided against it. He still had to deal with Blake and Lunxis, two major concerns. Now was not the time for casual academic research. He could wait until things calmed down a bit before attempting to study the Centaur Species.

[Whale-man Species Biological Research Progress: 37%]

[Whale-man Species Social Research Progress: 22%]

[Until the next unlockable reward: Biological or Social Research Progress reached 50%]

Looking at the floating virtual text in front of him, Fisher shook his head. It seemed that without "in-depth biological research" with these demi-human ladies, progress in biology would be excruciatingly slow. This was the conclusion he came to after comparing the research experience with Moli and other demi-human girls, excluding Renie, for he had spent quite a while with her.

With that in mind, Fisher mentally blamed his excessive desire for reproduction and his overwhelming yearning for a lady on the Demi-human Girls Completion Manual.

The Manual in his arms began to slowly heat up, unclear what it was trying to convey, but Fisher had already turned his attention to the Whale-man Species training nearby.

The two had hidden behind some bushes to block the view, apparently Moli was changing her clothes.

"Is this really okay? If it’s too much, we could just have Fisher go somewhere else to keep watch..."

"No, absolutely not! I want... I want Fisher to be here..."

"Ah? I see..."

Moli bashfully lowered her head in response to Xiayat’s knowing, aunt-like smile, resembling nothing less than a bashful young bride from a gentleman’s family.

However, since she had to go into the water for training, it was, of course, impractical for Moli to wear a skirt into the river. Thus she simply opted to wear her underwear as a makeshift swimsuit.

Originally, Xiayat thought using underwear as swimwear was inappropriate, since it could easily come off in the water, and it might have been better to ask Fisher to step away and turn the training into a "ladies-only area."

But once Moli stepped out of sight and removed her skirt, Xiayat, upon seeing the tightly constricted undergarment, froze mid-smile.

This... this is at least two sizes too small, right?

If it’s tight, maybe it can be tried as a swimsuit...

"Be... because this is the largest size I could buy..."

Facing Xiayat’s stiff gaze, Moli subconsciously covered her chest, explaining,

Xiayat bowed mechanically but could only see the plain view of her own hooves below. The difference hadn’t been so pronounced when she was wearing the attire of a Nali Lady, but now, she wore a tight hunting outfit; it was like heaven and earth apart.

"Tsk..."

She made such a barely audible sound; by the time Moli looked at her with a puzzled expression, Xiayat had already shaken her head and sighed, telling her,

"Let’s just go with this; it should work. Come on out and show him, you must care about his opinion, right?"

"Ah? Ah?"

Moli frantically covered herself, her cheeks turning a bright red. And even the fair skin of her body began to blush pink,

"I... I have to show Fisher?"

"Why else would we allow him to stay here?"

"Can’t... Can’t I go into the water first? That way... That way..."

Xiayat was nearly speechless at Moli’s ostrich-like antics, instantly understanding what this Whale-man Demi-human was thinking as a woman herself.

She really wanted that person’s gaze to linger on her all the time, really wanted him to see her and then praise her beauty, yet she felt so shy that her heartbeat quickened, as if she might die of embarrassment.

Heh, did you think I wouldn’t understand such thoughts?

Xiayat felt a bit sour. She pushed Moli towards the outside of the thicket, taking advantage of her distraction. Moli’s strength was formidable, but with a push from Xiayat, the Centaur, she was half-pushed, half-willingly walked out, presenting herself squarely before Fisher, who wasn’t far away.

"Ta-da, we’re about to start training! Moli, go over there and do some warm-up exercises..."

With a push from Xiayat, Moli moved a bit closer to Fisher. She covered herself bashfully and stole a glance at Fisher, only to find him gentlemanly staring at the water’s surface, not looking at her. For a moment, Moli didn’t know whether to feel happy or disappointed...

If only Fisher could keep looking at me... that would be nice.

At that thought, Moli slapped her face, trying to snap herself out of it.

Moli! Battle training is about to begin and you’re still daydreaming!

If she really wanted Fisher to keep watching her, she should work harder to resolve her balance issue. She needed to be strong enough to find her aunt, after all. Would Fisher ever fancy a weak and inept version of herself?

Moli took a deep breath, then twisted her body and slowly walked to the river’s edge. She looked at the gently flowing water and reached out her hand into it, closing her eyes to feel the water’s waves, almost as if the watercourse itself was responding to her.

Respect was due for the ocean, for water—the origin of life—symbol of Lord Ramasitia and all living creatures upon the world.

Moli gradually entered the state of battle training while Fisher continued to "gently" gaze at the lake’s surface, motionless, like a steam engine that had stopped working.

Actually, Fisher had caught a glimpse of Moli as soon as she first came out, but he dared only to look once; any longer and Fisher felt he truly might explode—an uncontrollable kind of explosion.

He looked at the tranquil river while his heart roiled like lava, as though he could barely contain the urge to engulf her.

After a long while, he sighed, reconsidering his earlier conclusion.

Fisher felt it was unfair to blame everything on the "Demi-human Girls Completion Manual." It could probably be held responsible for only seventy to eighty percent; he had to own up to some of the fault, too.

Just when he had this thought, the "Demi-human Girls Completion Manual" in his arms warmed slightly, as if imparting a sense of "contentment." It would have surely had a pleasant scent in its words if it had a mouth to speak.

Unfortunately, the Completion Manual seemed to be without consciousness; its warmth was due to Fisher’s mind swirling with knowledge and ideas on the Whale-man Species, while the Demi-human Girls Completion Manual simply, dutifully, recorded them all.