Chapter 587: 65. Eating
“.”
Seeing the expression on Jasmine that was hard to decipher, whether it was excitement or apology, Fisher was also momentarily startled. He could feel that everything the whale folk girl said was serious, especially about her mentioning “unable to resist.”
Logically speaking, this kind of thing didn’t count as punishment or bullying for Fisher. Although it was not as simple as eating and drinking, it was still a common occurrence. He should graciously accept it.
After all, there was the example of Hela before him, and he was not unable to accept a woman leading. However, at this moment, his soul was extremely thirsty, and he was very worried that a lapse in rationality might lead to a big mistake.
For instance, just now, he had been trying his best to control his soul from extending outward. Changing his external appearance was a minor issue, but if he were to devour a part of their souls, that would be something Fisher could not accept.
Such things had not happened before; a part of Erwind’s soul had been consumed by him, causing an extremely serious shock to his rationality at the time. Not to mention that not long ago, when reading the Life Completion Manual, her shadow still lingered within him.
Moreover, Fisher also did not know what would happen to the other party if he devoured their soul. After all, Erwind had not personally told him her corresponding feelings before being chased by death and turning to dust. He dared not think about what would happen if Jasmine were to end up the same way.
Thinking of this, Fisher could not help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, still seizing the opportunity to operate,
“Jasmine, Eil is a demon, and she is still angry. This matter isn’t that simple, you don’t understand—”
“Bang!”
But before Fisher could finish his words, Jasmine stretched the electrified whip in her hand, producing a sound like thunder that drowned out his words.
Then Jasmine said,
“But, Teacher Fisher, I don’t want to hear your explanation anymore.”
As she walked towards the bed, she continued,
“However, even if Eil is a demon, isn’t Teacher Fisher still somewhat connected to her?”
“Somewhat connected” referenced a few minutes ago at the door with the great Sir Book Emhart.
“I—”
Greedy Fisher couldn’t counter the truth. He certainly knew that sophistry would be ineffective, and of course, an honest answer would inevitably lead to punishment.
Fortunately, Jasmine seemed not to wait for him to answer. She simply pressed her lips together, then slowly moved forward, wrapping the electric rope tightly around Fisher’s wrist. In an instant, a weak electric current burst forth from his wrist, darting straight into his spine, causing him to feel numb all over, rendering him powerless to resist.
“That one named Baemon… isn’t she also a wicked demon? But Teacher Fisher, when you were with them, you never cared about that, right?”
Jasmine stepped back a little, looking at Fisher with his arms bound, her expression a mix of apology and satisfaction, but her words kept flowing,
“Moreover, Teacher Fisher, you don’t care what race the one you love belongs to. Earlier, I was happy about this because it meant that you, as a human, could regard me with peaceful eyes; but now I feel troubled because this way, it seems that having Teacher Fisher focus solely on me has also become a luxury.
“You say Eil is a demon, but it’s more accurate to say that Teacher Fisher is indeed very fond of such wicked demons. The worse those women are, the harder it is for you to resist. Conversely, I, such a well-behaved student, seem to have lost your interest, right?”
Jasmine said calmly, her gaze sweeping over Fisher’s body as if she had grasped some evidence of evil wrongdoing, and her tone grew more certain, her words evolving from mere statements into a final pronouncement like that of a grand judge in court.
Jasmine’s verdict for the suspect Fisher was as follows,
“Someone like Teacher Fisher must be properly punished.”
“Jasmine.”
In her eyes, there seemed to be a red shadow stirring, and then she lightly kicked her right foot with her left, alternating, and took off the boots covering her feet, revealing a pair of white cotton socks as pure as snow—since shoes weren’t necessary underwater, Jasmine was used to wearing loose, easy-to-remove footwear on land.
Then, she pulled closer the rack filled with various props, sidestepped onto Eil’s soft bed, looking down at Fisher from above.
As Fisher felt the approach of a hot soul, the soul thirst erupting within him was even more pronounced. The edges of his bound hands began to fidget restlessly, and the magical circuits hidden beneath the clothes all started to illuminate.
His endurance gradually reached its limit, but he did not know whether Jasmine interpreted his signs as proof of excitement and thus drew closer without retreating.
He gritted his teeth and intended to convey his current soul state to Jasmine, but he heard her voice,
“Since arriving at the Dragon Court, Teacher Fisher’s gaze has been fixed on Raphael, always with her. You both cherish each other mutually. Surely Teacher Fisher came here wanting to help solve those two demons hiding in the Human Allied Forces for Raphael’s sake, right?”
“.”
She sat beside Fisher, bit her lips, and with a bittersweet smile, said,
“And she is very worried about you. She knows that those two demons might not even face you. She worries you might go to great lengths for her. So, on the night before your departure, she personally came to find me, asking me to accompany you into the Demon Dynasty to stop you from harming yourself at all costs when it gets critical.”
Fisher’s eyes narrowed slightly. The words he wanted to say about his current soul state were forcibly locked back in his throat, leaking not a single word.
No wonder Raphael seemed to have suddenly changed her personality, even willing to send Jasmine out with him; it turned out she was worried about him.
She knew that he might take dangerous measures, and as it turned out, she was indeed right, he was now gradually stepping into the abyss of chaos.
Facing the three enemies: Feilon, Erwind, and Margaret, Fisher knew very well what this power meant, but he had no other conventional means to bridge the rank gap, and could only make such a choice.
But Raphael was not a fool; as Fisher’s Suitable Tail Partner, she certainly understood Fisher and could probably guess the reckless desperation hidden under his calm exterior.
Fisher’s momentary daze was caught by Jasmine; she was momentarily taken aback, and then her expression became even more apologetic and helpless,
“Yes, Teacher Fisher has precisely this expression, a concern for another very similar to that of Raphael. That night, she was worried about you like this. I know about your feelings for Raphael and respect that, so I agreed to her request, even if she told me she had already taken Teacher Fisher to meet her mother, Aria.
“But… what about me?”
Jasmine lowered her head, letting the shadows in the castle creep up to her already unclear face. Before Fisher could read her expression again, she acted first, lightly straddling Fisher like Eil had just done.
“Ugh!”
Fisher bit his teeth, letting out a muffled groan. There was no doubt that he had to restrain himself from the pain of his soul’s thirst while also expending energy to listen to Jasmine’s heartfelt words and the emotions that flowed forth.
Of course, at the same time, he felt that the sensation of Jasmine sitting on him was completely different from that of Eil.
Thanks to her huge whale tail behind her, Fisher felt that she was heavier and much softer than Eil had been. That enormous tail just covered his feet, like a heavy blanket that rolled over him, immobilizing him.
“Teacher Fisher and Raphael have such a deep bond that makes me so aggrieved, but I can’t help it; I don’t want to hurt Raphael and I don’t want to let go of Teacher Fisher. I’ve never said anything to anyone and just kept working, numbing myself this way… But I still feel unwilling and really painful.
“Raphael is willing to wait so long for Teacher Fisher, willing to take you to meet Aunt Aria. But I am too; I even left my mother’s side to come ashore and train, just to protect Teacher Fisher before the coming apocalypse. I’ve waited so many years because when I was in Nali, everything you did for me, your kindness, I remember.”
Jasmine leaned down slightly, her overly broad bosom pressing against Fisher’s chest through her clothes, making his heart flutter even more.
The tingling electricity from her arms made him entirely limp, yet heightened his senses. And he couldn’t tell if it was due to Fisher desperately suppressing his soul’s thirst, but the rapid and powerful heartbeat echoed in his ears like a drumbeat, making his breathing quicken.
“Jasmine.”
“Teacher Fisher, do you treat me this way because you don’t like Jasmine?”
Her voice was soft and aggrieved, as if she carried tears ready to fall. The drops did not fall, but her cotton-like, tingling words landed squarely in Fisher’s mind.
When he looked up again, he saw her pure and beautiful face blushing with grievance amid her beautiful blue hair, her eyes shimmering as if reflecting Fisher at this moment.
She waited for Fisher’s answer, but clearly, although there were only the two of them in the room, Fisher felt as though he was under silent interrogation, as if uttering a “no” would bring punishment to his soul.
It was her question at this moment that he could not refuse or resist.
As Fisher’s throat rolled, the answer became evident,
“I… I really like Jasmine.”
“.”
A hint of light returned to Jasmine’s eyes, but she did not let Fisher, who was sinning beneath her, off the hook.
She merely pressed her lips together again, then lifted her long tail straight up, momentarily taking the softness away from him.
She took a deep breath, then somewhat hesitantly swept her body with her gaze. After hesitating for a second, she gently covered her mysterious depths that were like mountains and the softness like cotton candy clouds, asking shyly,
“Then… is it because Jasmine isn’t pretty enough? Is it because Jasmine is not as good as Raphael, not as good as Eil, not as good as Baemon?”
“.”
In that instant, it seemed as if a rootless warmth and flame burst forth from where Jasmine was sitting, flowing up his meridians, about to ignite his soul.
The girl’s doubt was like the first piece of toffee savored on a holiday, enticingly chewable, so sticky that even if it clung to his teeth, he didn’t care, wanting to fully experience the sweet delight bursting forth.
It made one eager to prove this question wrong, to let the girl who asked this question realize her foolishness and inferiority.
But upon careful reflection, this might not even be a question needing an answer, but rather a venting of dissatisfaction. She was too soft to do anything too sharp or hurtful.
Fisher had to admit that Eil’s decision was effective.
Because at this moment, his gaze and attention were completely captured by the whale folk girl before him, even the thirst for his soul seemed to be forgotten, let alone Hela and the other ladies.
Bearing the tingling confinement, Fisher shook his head and softly explained,
“No, Jasmine, I have never thought of you as less than anyone else. You are very beautiful, more beautiful than anyone; it’s just my fault. Because you never expressed dissatisfaction, and since you call me teacher, I subconsciously wanted to protect your purity, neglecting the unhappiness that arose because of me. I’m sorry.”
Jasmine did not take anything from the nearby rack anymore; only when she heard Fisher acknowledge this point in person did she nibble on her lips again, her eyes glowing with a hint of moisture.
“Well…”
She opened her mouth, but suddenly became quiet, as the feelings in her mind overran the opportunity to express herself, falling back into silence.
“Well?”
Fisher repeated her question, wanting to hear her unfinished words.
But after hesitating for a moment, Jasmine only reached out to unbutton two buttons on her clothes.
Whether it was an illusion or not, after those two buttons came undone, the expanse of her bust seemed to grow broader in Fisher’s view, casting a shadow over his throat, chin, and half of his face, while Jasmine seemed finally to take a deep breath.
“Since Teacher Fisher has acknowledged his mistake, then punishment must continue.”
Fisher was slightly taken aback, then sighed with resignation, as if conceding, he asked Jasmine,
“Okay, it’s my fault. So, what’s the punishment?”
“Punishment, huh…”
Jasmine bit her lips, glancing at the various bottles and jars on the rack beside her. She casually drew one filled with pink liquid. As she brought it over, the text on the bottle gradually twisted, turning into something she recognized.
[Magic God Cidi’s Energy Potion]
[Can be used both internally and externally, making your lover love you even more~]
“What are you holding, Jasmine?”
Seeing her silently take a bizarre bottle from the rack, then not putting it back but instead reading something, Fisher couldn’t help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, questioning her.
But Jasmine merely looked at him with a slightly flushed face before unscrewing the cap of the pink potion and took half of the liquid into her mouth.
Then, in Fisher’s incredulous gaze, she suddenly bent down and kissed the unable-to-resist Fisher.
“Glug glug~”
The spicy, fragrant liquid flowed down along with her overly tender kiss, until there was not a single drop left, seeping into him to be absorbed.
Fisher’s abdomen became even hotter, and it seemed that the weakness of his soul was alleviated a bit.
He thought Jasmine saw through his current state, so she gave him some potion to supplement his soul’s power.
But right after, it seemed he felt something and somewhat unclear in his speech, he questioned Jasmine,
“Cough cough… Jasmine, what did you make me drink?”
But Jasmine did not answer Fisher’s question. She lifted her face slightly. Her extremely beautiful face was now flushed, looking both beautiful and enticing, like a perfectly ripe red apple, beckoning to be bitten and kissed.
She pouted, then leaned closer to Fisher’s ear, breathing hot air, answering the earlier question,
“Hehe, Teacher Fisher’s punishment is that I want to eat you!”
“. Or… to be eaten by Teacher Fisher~”
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