Harem Trouble?

"I know, so I'm asking you to comfort her and give my regards to the Doctor. She brought me to you."

Slowly walking into the water, Cicero disappeared from Irene's sight like water merging into the sea, leaving Mizuki holding Hai Mo, somewhat at a loss. He had intended to ask more questions, but Cicero's last words had already told him everything he wanted to know.

However, she had only come to ask some questions, but by some twist of fate, she had ended up with a wife. Mizuki rubbed her temples. This was no ordinary luck in love; it was enough to write the Peach Blossom Spring.

"What should we do now... Hopefully Rhodes Island can take in Hai Mo."

Mizuki sighed helplessly, then suddenly remembered something.

Although the transformation of Hai Mo into Seaborn is incomplete, physical changes are definitely the top priority, so this girl is currently maintaining a certain primitive posture.

Thankfully, she didn't wake up.

"Mmm... uh."

Mizuki breathed a sigh of relief after using poison to knock Hai Mo unconscious as she was about to wake up. If she had woken up to find herself lying naked in the arms of a strange man, she probably would have slapped him.

But how did he Irene to knock someone out so skillfully?

Chapter 170 The Harem is on Fire?

There was something Hai Mo never told Cicero: her feelings towards Mizuki were a mixture of love and hate.

She hated him because they hadn't seen each other for so many years, and she didn't even know what Mizuki looked like. But Cicero would always show a proud and expectant look when he mentioned Mizuki. She knew that her jealousy was wrong, but she couldn't help but compare herself to Mizuki.

Having lost her father and mother, and relying solely on her non-biological grandfather, Cicero, she harbored a fierce competitive spirit. She wanted to defeat Mizuki once and prove to Cicero that she was no less capable than Mizuki.

On the other hand, she was also curious about Mizuki, whom she had never met before. What kind of person could Cicero place such high hopes on and call perfect? Cicero always said that it was because of Mizuki that he saved Hai Mo, and Hai Mo was somewhat grateful.

Hai Mo didn't know that she just wanted to prove herself too much, was too afraid of disappointing her grandfather and being abandoned, and longed for the image of Cicero saving her from being burned alive by the townspeople. That figure, like stars gathering, was unforgettable to her.

So when she learned that Cicero wanted to see Mizuki, she became nervous and eager. Taking advantage of the fact that the guy who had been chasing after her grandfather had left, Hai Mo secretly took the gift from the sea from Cicero's laboratory and consumed it.

Then she regretted it; she couldn't accept herself. She didn't agree with the calls the Brood made to her, but she also couldn't agree with the humans who had killed her parents.

Always losing, always being taken away. But why her of all? Why... must she dedicate her strength to the Brood, or humanity itself, to protect their habitat?

Her inability to understand Seaborn, coupled with her clinging to hatred and resentment, prevented her from completely transforming into Seaborn. Instead, she vaguely saw a pure white figure pulling her away, and the sense of security, like having her parents by her side, made Hai Mo feel very comfortable.

"Waaaaah..."

But when she opened her eyes, she found herself sleeping on the beach, a white cloud blocking the sun, and she could smell cumin, chili powder, and cooking oil.

No, saying she slept on the beach Tai He; it's more accurate to say she slept on Mizuki's lap, or at least on her head.

"Oh, you're awake. Come and have something to eat."

Across from Mizuki was Irene. The Little Bird glanced at Hai Mo and understood the source of the unfriendly look in her eyes. She didn't explain much and just ate her own food. She hadn't eaten enough dinner yesterday because she was so concerned about her image. Mizuki had eaten most of the bag of fries earlier, so now she was going to eat more!

After eating a skewer of grilled squid legs, Irene now understood the right way to get along with Mizuki and the others: don't try to guess what they're thinking with normal human logic.

Hai Mo looked up and saw that Mizuki was making barbecue. Although she didn't know where the ingredients came from, Hai Mo was indeed very hungry.

"It must have taken a lot of energy to become that kind of body, but thankfully the Terrorfish and the Seaborn nourished you. Do you prefer it spicier or sweeter?"

"Anything is fine, but wait, what's this in your hand...?"

Rubbing her eyes, Hai Mo suddenly realized what was happening and jumped off Mizuki's lap in fright when she saw the skewers in Mizuki's hand.

"Oh, this? I was thinking it's such a waste to just leave your limbs there like that."

"?!"

Mizuki was completely unaware that his words had instantly stunned Irene, who was enjoying her meal, and he continued talking to himself.

"You haven't fully become Seaborn yet; most of the extraneous limbs will fall off, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to save you. Grandpa was really too careless in putting away your important items properly."

Shaking her head, she couldn't help but point out Cicero's faults. When Mizuki saw Hai Mo's strange look, she assumed she was worried about her future.

"Don't worry, I've taken care of the physical part for you. You'll have no problem living a normal life from now on."

The fleshy part belonging to Seaborn on Hai Mo's right hand was peeling off and shrinking, revealing the fair and smooth skin that originally belonged to the young girl. However, she didn't pay any attention to this and just stared at the skewer of barbecue in Mizuki's hand.

"Oh, do you want some? If you don't mind, I just took a bite, it's still warm. Eat a little to replenish your energy. If you don't like cooked food, there's raw food over there, or I can help you with it myself."

"Oh, uh, no, this isn't it."

She quickly shook her head. Hai Mo didn't really want to eat the skewer in Mizuki's hand. She just suddenly realized something. The person in front of her was more like a person than anyone else, yet more like Seaborn than Seaborn. He could grill and eat a part of himself without any psychological pressure.

"You fed me Seaborn's limbs?!"

Irene shouted and stood up, almost dropping the skewers in her hand, but luckily Mizuki caught them in time.

"Well, don't worry, it's harmless. Seaborn is part of nature itself. You Iberia have had Seaborn mixed in with the fish you caught hundreds of years ago."

"..."

Even though that's what she said, Irene still felt a little strange. Although the taste was really good, there was something stuck in her mind that she couldn't get over; she felt a bit nauseous.

"No, I need to induce vomiting for a while."

"Oh, there's no need for that."

Mizuki waved her hand, then stood up and walked to Irene, leaning forward slightly to touch her forehead. Although it was only for a moment, Irene was still startled by this action and took a few steps back.

"Isn't it much better now?"

"... It seems much better."

The nausea and discomfort quickly subsided. Irene licked her lips, even feeling a little tempted by the two skewers of barbecue in Mizuki's hand, but reason told her it was best not to eat anything indiscriminately.

"I shared a part of my thinking with you."

Mizuki sat back down and looked at Hai Mo, who seemed to have inexplicably fallen into a state of despondency.

"Mizuki."

"Hmm, would you like a skewer?"

"Ah, no." Hai Mo was a little unsure of what to say because of Mizuki. She had imagined the scene of her meeting Mizuki many times, but she never expected it to be so... weird.

Mizuki was even more approachable and adorable than she had imagined, and easier to get along with than Cicero had described. She remembered that Cicero had jokingly said that it would be nice for her to marry Mizuki in the future. At the time, Hai Mo was quite serious, actually regarded Mizuki as her fiancé, but later she gradually changed her mind.

"Grandpa Cicero is gone, and I have personally proven my blindness and incompetence... He was right, I truly have neither the qualifications nor the ability to be someone like you."

"Maybe, so are you planning to give up?" Mizuki finished the skewer that Irene had left. "For me, as long as I can still eat and drink, play games, and be with the people I love, I can live on with peace of mind."

Looking behind Irene, several kilometers away, Mizuki seemed to see the Doctor and the others preparing to give her a scare.

"The humanity that sustains you from being worn down by the Brood, and the hobbies that prevent you from becoming Seaborn, will surely allow you to continue living. Do you like singing?"

"Um."

"I like it too, but most of the time I just hum it randomly on a whim."

As she spoke, Mizuki handed over the barbecue she was holding again, "Are you really not going to eat any?"

No, thank you.

"Alright then, but Grandpa Cicero entrusted you to me... Hmm, I know a good place. There are lots of kind people there, lots of delicious food and fun things to do. Everyone there has their own secrets, more or less. You'll definitely like it there."

It's obvious that Mizuki was referring to Rhodes Island. Anyway, according to Doctor. Agasa, Rhodes Island is now a containment center for weirdos. If they can even accommodate Mizuki, then there's even less to worry about Hai Mo.

"How about it, want to come along?"

Adhering to Doctor's requirement to abduct people, Mizuki reached out her hand to Hai Mo, who hesitated for a moment... and then nodded.

"OK."

After saying that, Hai Mo suddenly remembered something: Cicero handing her over to Mizuki meant that...

"My documents are still with Grandpa Cicero."

"It's okay, I know two people who make documents."

"No, what I mean is... I can't marry you so soon, but we can do 'that' tonight first."

Mizuki froze in her eating, and Irene, who was still thinking about how to write the report later, was also dumbfounded.

If we're not sisters, aren't you ashamed to say something like that? I thought you were someone who was easily embarrassed, but you just blurted out something so explosive.

"I already have a girlfriend, and we're planning to get married."

Mizuki quickly shook his head; he could already feel Muelsyse hiding inside him, ready to jump out and give him a hard blow to the waist.

"It's alright, that's even better." Hai Mo seemed quite pleased with Mizuki's panicked expression. "Then we won't even need to get married, let's just do it directly."

"Cough cough."

Unable to hold back her snorts, Mizuki quickly suppressed Muelsyse's anger.

"No, no, I only promised Grandpa Cicero that I would take care of you, I didn't say I would marry you, this is not appropriate."

"If you want to take care of me, wouldn't marrying me be the best choice? My figure is probably much better than your girlfriend's."

As Hai Mo spoke, she couldn't help but glance at Irene's rather pitiful chest. To be honest, even Exusiai now has a better figure Irene.

Who are you calling flat-chested?!

"A scholar can be killed but not humiliated." Feeling offended, Irene couldn't help but explode, even forgetting to refute that she was not actually Mizuki's girlfriend.

"Whoever answers me, I'll speak for them." Hai Mo snorted coldly. Her father had been taken away by the Iberia Inquisition. Although the reasons were hard to explain, it was still indirectly responsible for the destruction of her family. How could she possibly have any goodwill towards Irene, who was a judge?

Furthermore, she couldn't understand why Mizuki would choose an Inquisitor as a companion; for Seaborn, or even Seaborn deity, this was simply unbelievable.

Do you want to start a fight?

"Come on then! You bunch of judges are good for nothing but ganging up on the weak!"

Irene immediately drew her gun and sword, and Hai Mo clenched her fists without hesitation. After all, she had become Seaborn, and her physical abilities were no worse than some of Rhodes Island's senior operators. She could easily fight Irene.

"You think you're worthy of marrying him? You think you're good enough?"

Hai Mo snorted disdainfully. She still respected Mizuki. Although she had no memory of it, Mizuki had undoubtedly saved her back then. She admired that pure white figure, and her feelings for Mizuki gradually changed from love and hate to liking.

"What's wrong with me?!"

Irene was so angry that she lost her temper and even forgot that she wasn't Mizuki's wife at all; she wasn't even her girlfriend.

"You have small breasts."

"If you're so capable, then don't try to lift your breasts!"

"You're short."

"You're not that much taller, so take off your shoes and compare!"

Mizuki could tell at a glance that Irene probably hadn't argued with anyone much. Speaking of which, Hai Mo's words were practically a personal attack. How come she hadn't noticed how sharp-tongued this girl was before? If Specter was good at being sarcastic and sarcastic, then Hai Mo was the kind of person who was so blunt and sarcastic that it made people's blood pressure skyrocket.

"That..."

"Shut up!" ×2

Mizuki immediately shrank back after being yelled at by the two at the same time. It is said that you should not mess with a quarrelsome woman, so it is better not to provoke her. It is fortunate that he did not bring Xiao Le or Specter with him, otherwise the former would be fine, but the latter could give Hai Mo a live demonstration of how she became Mizuki's girlfriend.

"There isn't a single good person in your Iberia Inquisition!"

"You entire Church of the Deep should be shot!"

"What's that scar on your face, clown makeup?"

"You'd better hide that monster's right hand well, lest you scare Mizuki."

Perhaps it was because she got angry in the heat of the argument that Irene couldn't help but stand up for herself, and she even mentioned Mizuki to make herself seem more right.

"That's what I should be saying. You wouldn't be using the guise of love to get close to Mizuki and then murder him, would you? What a fine tradition of your Inquisition!"

"Do you think everyone is as inhumane as your Church of the Deep?"

(Ah, I've inexplicably become the center of an argument.)

Mizuki, munching on his barbecue, watched the two girls, who were the same height as him, argue more and more fiercely, but they just couldn't bring themselves to fight. He really couldn't understand why the two of them were arguing with him in mind, and he was too lazy to read minds; he didn't like to pry into other people's privacy.

"I dare to hug him!"

"I dare!"

"I dare to kiss him!"

"I dare! I dare to do anything you dare to do!"

Irene was so angry that her ears were practically exploding. She really wanted to shoot Hai Mo dead, but she had just shared part of her thoughts with Mizuki, which made her maintain the last bit of rationality no matter what.

"You just wait and see!"

She grabbed Mizuki, who was wiping his mouth and watching the show, and in front of Hai Mo, who was practically Mizuki's fiancée, Irene bit his lip.

Mizuki was even more confused now. What was all this about?