Although they're no longer the usual fish, at first glance you might get startled.
But honestly, after looking for a while, Shami finds the fishman quite adorable.
Shami furrows his brows.
"This won't do, being so cute won't work, there's no fearsome presence of the demon race at all!"
The fishman sincerely looks at Shami, sensing the friendly aura from him, its big eyes shimmering.
The fishman knows that the black-haired teenager before it is the one who rescued it from the polluted lake filled with magic crystal remnants.
These days of constant companionship have already made the fishman develop a sense of dependence on Shami as its master.
Shami examines the red fishman's condition.
"Let me see if your growth is normal."
The red fishman cooperatively pops its head out of the water, coming to rest under Shami's palm.
Shami simply senses the situation, nodding in satisfaction.
