"Stop pretending to be dead; fish can't drown."
Gurgle gurgle—
No matter how Herbert called out, the shy mermaid stayed hidden underwater, only expressing her emotions through a stream of bubbles.
Gurgle gurgle gurgle—
Despite Herbert's extensive understanding of Monster Girls, he found it difficult to decipher the meaning of these bubbles.
"If you keep doing this, don't blame me for being rude."
Gurgle—
Herbert watched the bubbles rising from below, lying by the water's edge, and with a chuckle, he reached into the water to feel around.
Touch touch touch.
Plop.
Soon he caught hold of that cold, soft hand—or rather, it felt as if the hand took hold of him.
"Gotcha!"
Herbert gently held her soft hand, then gave a slight pull upwards.
Having learned from last time, Herbert was ready to dodge at any moment, not afraid of her splash attacks.
But once again, his preparation was in vain.
