Demi-human Girls Completion Manual
Chapter 93 - 19. Turn the tables

Chapter 93: 19. Turn the tables

That piercing, ice-snow-like fragrance endlessly rushed into Fisher’s nostrils. Alagina was very close to Fisher, but aside from the action of pushing him against the corner of the wall earlier, she had not directly touched Fisher’s body; it was only their breaths incessantly falling in touch.

Indeed, for Martha who was overly eager for Fisher to marry, as long as there was a female of suitable age and decent appearance, she would kindly plan on Fisher’s behalf. Had it not been for Fisher coincidentally encountering Martha when she returned, she would have likely inquired about this lady’s family and job.

However, Martha’s kind-hearted enthusiasm now proved to be a nuisance, making Alagina realize that Fisher had been lying earlier. No wonder she had been staring at him since they first met, and upon confirming Martha’s mention of a "child" as Fisher, she started to take action.

Sighing, Fisher had no choice but to admit,

"I indeed am not married, the talk about having children was just a rumor spread by Martha... I said so on the ship only to get rid of your harassment, that woman is my close friend."

Upon hearing this, Alagina leaned back slightly, her gaze shifting to her own hand that was placed on the wall rather than on Fisher, then she explained,

"I did not harass you this time. Previously... when we encounter a man we fancy, we advocate for direct pursuit, but I won’t be like my mother, I respect your wishes."

Fisher looked at the white-haired lady with a serious expression before him, suddenly curious as to how she could say such somewhat embarrassing words with such a serious face.

Could it be that she has no experience in interacting with the opposite gender?

Absolutely none.

Fisher’s eyes skipped over her calm expression, catching a glimpse of her earlobe hidden behind her white hair, which had turned from slightly pink to fully red, seemingly validating her current nervousness and embarrassment.

"This necklace..." she lowered her head to look at the necklace in Fisher’s hands, reaching out as if she wanted to grasp the necklace itself. However, because of Fisher’s previous words, she dared not touch him and had to suspend her hand in mid-air, "was left to me by my father, given to a man I fancy as a token of engagement. Fate has placed it in your hands, indicating that both fate and I are attracted to you."

"I know we barely know each other, and I was initially just attracted by your appearance, but later... when I’m no longer traveling, you should give me a chance to have a free love to understand each other. Then, you always have the right to refuse, and I won’t plague you again, using this necklace as proof."

Fisher was slightly stunned, then was amused by her words,

"Miss Alagina, have you perhaps misunderstood something?"

Alagina looked at the smile on Fisher’s face, puzzled, yet she did not notice the man’s movements before her.

Suddenly, Fisher reached out and grabbed her wrist, the other hand wrapping around her waist, greatly reducing the distance between them as he pulled her and spun her against the wall.

"Touch..."

Alagina, who had just been worried about harassing Fisher, suddenly found her wrist and waist seized by him, his breath now intensely close. She instinctively tried to struggle, only to realize that the man’s strength was frighteningly great, leaving her unable to move.

The tradition of the Sardinia Female Country made Alagina, being pressed against the wall by Fisher, feel a bit unwell, but that was just for a second. Feeling the strong constraint from Fisher, she ended up feeling excited, the sensation of being unable to escape causing even her usually calm face to blush.

"Here in Nali, not in Sardinia Female Country, I am a Nali person, not a delicate male from your country. Your words pose no threat to me, they rather seem like a dish served for my enjoyment."

Fisher blew a breath on her earlobe, causing the pinkness to spread along her skin, reaching her neck. Her slightly taller figure softened a bit, sliding down the wall until Fisher’s hand caught her waist.

"..."

Alagina, excited yet in denial, glanced at Fisher’s side profile. It was only now that she began to realize how different men from other places were from those in Sardinia Female Country.

But... she didn’t dislike this feeling...

Watching the silent and somewhat excited Alagina below him, Fisher gently released her body. She snapped back to reality, covering her chest and standing up without looking at Fisher’s face.

"It was merely as a thank you for helping Martha that I wanted to return this necklace to you, not because of any additional terms or burdens... Now you decide whether you want this necklace or not; if not, I will simply throw it away."

Fisher held the necklace in his hand, letting Alagina make her own choice.

"...I understand, this is my fault."

Alagina hesitated for a moment, then reached out and took the necklace from Fisher’s hand, carefully placing it in her own pocket, her expression slowly returning to normal.

Seeing this, Fisher nodded his head and then took the lead towards the rented house,

"Think carefully before deciding to fall in love with a man outside of the Sardinia Female Country..." he said, then his gentlemanly stride paused slightly, he turned back, his face expressionless, and spoke to Alagina,

"The difference between above and below is very big."

"..."

The events that had just transpired in a brief moment seemed to strike Alagina greatly, she opened her mouth, thought for a while but did not understand the meaning behind Fisher’s words, until he disappeared from view and went back inside the house, only then did she somewhat dazedly leave the courtyard that now contained only her.

...

...

"Martha, is your back okay? Did you fall anywhere?"

Returning home, Fisher called out the old lady’s name, there was no response at first, and it was only when he reached the kitchen on the first floor that he found her sitting in front of the stove, looking rather troubled as if pondering something.

"Oh, Fisher, I didn’t hear you come back, I was lost in thought... Has that lady left yet?"

Fisher nodded, seeing that she wasn’t holding her back eased his worries somewhat, so he asked,

"What are you thinking about, what’s for dinner?"

"It’s not that, the daily menu is always in my mind, I decide what to cook when I get up in the morning... Oh, I’m feeling somewhat guilty now..."

"Guilty?"

"Yes, on reflection I seem to be too eager for you to marry, to have a child and a family. After all, you’re in a good position, you’re very handsome, and have a high status, my mailbox is almost bursting every day with letters, there must be many girls who like you, but sometimes having too many options is not a good thing, this might be why you’re still not married at 28..."

"..."

"I regret telling that lady you were unmarried, especially after she showed some interest. Coming back, I then thought of Renie, that sweet little guy, it really isn’t fair to her, she can be a bit mischievous at times but she is indeed a very kind and adorable child... My goodness, it’s you who’s getting married, why am I always the one struggling to choose which lady would be better?"

Martha shook her head and tapped the floor with her cane nearby; she felt fondness for each young lady on behalf of Fisher, she liked Alagina because she seemed very steady and would definitely manage the family well in the future; while Renie was kind and lively, able to lift the spirits and would surely create a good family atmosphere.

"I finally know why you haven’t married after all this time, such difficult choices are better left to you. As for me, I’ll just think about what to cook and which card to play. But Fisher, you must take the initiative! Like me and my husband, although it was I who fancied him painting below my house, if he hadn’t taken the initiative to kiss me, how would I have married him and had two children?"

"If you took more initiative, you would definitely have children by now, I’m sure!"

Well, I didn’t expect it to circle back to this!

Fisher smiled helplessly, he wasn’t the kind of person who lacked initiative, like Rafael, but probably maybe not exactly as Martha had described him, without leaving children behind, after all, it’s somewhat difficult for Dragon-man Species and Humans to have offspring.

"I will take initiative, but I must at least meet the right lady."

"Oh, right, the right lady, but I can’t choose for you, our generation gap is too big. I like those sunny girls from the older generation, who knows what you young people like, the stranger the better, it frightens me to think of it."