Chapter 77

Story translated by Chrysanthemum Garden.

Chapter 77

  I couldn’t refrain from wrapping around his neck and relishing myself deeper into this kiss. He was invading in between my lips and teeth with his slippery and gently probing tongue, licking every inch of my already swollen inner cavity from the previous activity caused by the variation. It was like he was silently comforting my frightened heart. After that, he shifted to my earlobe and began willfully sniffing at my scent before pressing his lips down to get a sample taste of my neck.  HNdqjT

  Perhaps it was because there was an iron lock suppressing him, but his kiss had finally returned to the original level of unbridledness. Like a drunken pervert, his head bobbed lazily, loitering on both sides of my neck. In between this intimate rubbing, I felt the rolling of his sexy Adam’s apple touching my chin periodically, enabling me to sense his heavily suppressed male hormones, involuntarily stirring my body to heat up.

  With my eyes closed, I subconsciously licked at his two ears, which tastes like the saltiness of the seawater, while I feel around his hard chest with my hand. Even so, I didn’t dare to touch any further down—

  What happened a few minutes ago was like a commandment stopping my mind from crossing the boundary. 

  “Damn it, so this gonna be a period of abstinence? How tormenting this is.” I couldn’t stop complaining in whispers. God knows that if I could, I am willing to take the initiative to saddle on him just to get him to do me. My legs couldn’t help themselves from entangling with his wet tail. My bare feet teasingly stroke past those tiny scales that were inlaid like Chain Armor. I buried my head in his hair and let out a low sigh of discontent. His response was a punishing bite at my ear, and his lips clung onto there while letting out humming laughter that left my ear itching.  oXk4h0

  Fuck! I silently cursed. I slightly shifted my hurting buttock and the responding pain in between my legs was already reminding me that I ought to stop my undulating hearty lustfulness.  

 So I reluctantly forced back my attention and went to stroke the crisscross scars marking his chest and abdomen with my fingers. My heart immediately shook and sank to the bottom. I was suddenly brought back to the harsh reality, “Hey, these ghastly things. The dark matters you mentioned, they are what had infected you when you were trapped in that vortex passageway, right?”

  Agares nodded.

  “ How long will it be torturing till. Is there any way to solve this?” I asked in a sullen voice. I propped myself up a bit and looked down into his eyes, feeling like I was asking superfluous questions. If I was still a student at St. Petersburg Maritime Academy, I might be able to find a way to deal with it by taking samples of the dark matter secreted from Agares and experimenting on it. However, right now, I am as useless as one could be.   Ad5MaY

 There was a way, however, it would be a very big price to pay. Yet, I could not bear to do so,” Agares murmured, rubbing his slightly open lips against my cheek.  

  Feeling stuffy in my chest, I raised my hand to his cheek and asked in a deep voice, “Am I that price, Agares? I saw very clearly how my blood made your body react. Tell me, how much more blood do I need to give for you to turn back to normal? ”

  “You will die.” Agares eyes narrowed. His honed gaze was as sharp as a deadly blade.

   I unavoidingly stared into his eyes, feigning a light and unbothered shrug, “I’m aware, but I am willing to do it.” eNPjyO\n 

I opened my swollen eyes and saw that Agares’s eyes were closed and his chest was undulating evenly as if he had no idea of my dreams and my body’s reactions. My gaze hovered on the contour of his trembling eyebrows, then lingered some more on his slightly lulling Adam’s apple, before slipping downward uncontrollably. zuGAfj

I don’t know why I dreamed of this. It might be because I was sleeping with Agares and was affected by his brain waves. He looked to be having a good dream too, and maybe it was the same one as mine. In the quiet night, I swallowed my saliva loudly. God knows how much Agares was like a refrigerator full of delicious food right now, just lying in front of me.

I lay motionlessly for a while and was looking at the ceiling, taking deep breaths. But ultimately, in the end, I sat up unable to bear it anymore, and neatly put on my clothes, planning to go to the bathroom to solve my physical needs.

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I crept out of bed on tiptoes, opened the door, and went out. The scene outside indeed shocked me somewhat. The surrounding sea’s surface was foggy, and the deck was no exception. It became difficult to see after ten steps, and even the ship’s railing remained a vague outline. The bathroom not far away had its light on. It was as if someone was inside. Wrapping my clothes closer around me, I walked towards it quickly, but, from ahead, I suddenly saw a figure standing there alone. I couldn’t make out who it was.

“Hey, who’s there?” I yelled. The figure gave out a slow movement, its posture was a little strange. Its shoulder shirked upward, and it tilted its neck, raising its hand at me as if beckoning me to go over there. QEFtOc

I took a few steps suspiciously, but the man also began to move. I couldn’t keep up and almost all of a sudden, the figure disappeared under the cover of the fogs. Furthermore, at this time, I found that the light of the bathroom, which was not far away from me before, had appeared suddenly by my side. I was standing by the side of the ship, surrounded by the gray sea. I shook my head thinking that I probably haven’t woken up yet or perhaps I just lost my way in this fog. But at this moment, I noticed the outline of another ship on the sea about a few meters away from me.

Rhine and their ship are approaching? I subconsciously knelt low and peer over there, but I quickly discover that it was not Rhine’s ship. The bow of the ship was brightly lit up in the same way, the hold of the ship was a familiar white color, but shockingly, on the body of the ship, an English word was engraved there—Poseidon.

My eyes widened in confusion as I sized up this ship. It was slowly sailing toward my direction, coming closer and closer. It was only a few meters away from me when a figure suddenly came into my view. In an instant, cold sweat broke out of me.

  ——That was obviously me! xv1quj

  And from behind me, there stood a black shadow.

  My blood ran cold as I turned around slowly, and from a few steps away, standing on the deck was a rotting and greatly deformed…..Mermaid.

There wer a lot of black rattan and plants like things attached around its neck, and its shoulders hung strangely loose. Its neck was very long, bending forward in an extremely weird arc and its deep sunken eye socket was emitting a faint eerie green light when it stared attentively at me. 

 I was so scared that my legs turned to jelly and I had to lean against the ship’s gunwale for support. At first, I thought that Agares had undergone another horrible variation, but when I noticed the purple tail behind the body, I realized that it was another Mermaid, a terrible uninvited guest. I stood there stiffly, holding onto my breath and not daring to act rashly because right now, I was at an absolute disadvantage. If it was to rush towards me, my only retreat would be the sea behind me.  f64Ore

 The entire ship was strangely quiet as though there was not a single living person on it. However, this was not the bizarrest part. It was the fact that this was not the Poseidon I am on. Rather, it was obvious from the windows, which were decorated in Japanese motifs, that I was on a Japanese ship!

  Oh my gosh, what the fuck, what exactly is going on!? Am I still dreaming? 

  Stupified, I froze on the spot and that terrifying ghost-like thing was approaching me with an eagerly raised neck. It cracked open its mouth into a grin, “Sesson……Sesson ……”

 I nearly fell into the sea out of fear. I held onto the railing of the ship while simultaneously shocked at the meaning of those syllables. 0hyYoM

  It’s saying, “Yukimura.”

 I realized that no matter how ridiculous or terrifying I believed this was, I indeed had been caught inside this horrifying so-called mysterious magnetic field. Most possibly, I am standing on the same ship as the old woman’s son—the merman named Yukimura that I encountered on the Nazi’s ship— that had been shipwrecked many years back. 

  TBC……………………… XEgm98

Gosh! Sorry for the Lateness!

For this chapter, I was trying to not get myself or this novel cancelled by using words too loosely. For that dropdown section, I will tell you that I am unsure of Dehsarow’s age since it was not mentioned. But to comfort you and lower your disappointment, Desharow’s age should range from 16 to 18 at point of time.  Following the current time line Desharow is 21 years old if you guys don’t know that. I am terribly sorry if anything had offended or anger you, remember this is just Fiction and it was not the author’s intention to make any harm!

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Here’s a small skit made by our lovely Pigeon!

Agares: Attacks a young Desharow 8dYOMv

Desharow: You old fool! My ass!

Editor and translator trying to calculate Desharow’s age in this scene:

  R4dfpD

Also does anyone understand the Butterfly analogy? If not I can explain it for you guys through comments!

 

— Cheonsa

  Pedu36

 

 

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  My blood ran cold as I turned around slowly, and from a few steps away, standing on the deck was a rotting and greatly deformed…..Mermaid.

There wer a lot of black rattan and plants like things attached around its neck, and its shoulders hung strangely loose. Its neck was very long, bending forward in an extremely weird arc and its deep sunken eye socket was emitting a faint eerie green light when it stared attentively at me. 

 I was so scared that my legs turned to jelly and I had to lean against the ship’s gunwale for support. At first, I thought that Agares had undergone another horrible variation, but when I noticed the purple tail behind the body, I realized that it was another Mermaid, a terrible uninvited guest. I stood there stiffly, holding onto my breath and not daring to act rashly because right now, I was at an absolute disadvantage. If it was to rush towards me, my only retreat would be the sea behind me.  f64Ore

 The entire ship was strangely quiet as though there was not a single living person on it. However, this was not the bizarrest part. It was the fact that this was not the Poseidon I am on. Rather, it was obvious from the windows, which were decorated in Japanese motifs, that I was on a Japanese ship!

  Oh my gosh, what the fuck, what exactly is going on!? Am I still dreaming? 

  Stupified, I froze on the spot and that terrifying ghost-like thing was approaching me with an eagerly raised neck. It cracked open its mouth into a grin, “Sesson……Sesson ……”

 I nearly fell into the sea out of fear. I held onto the railing of the ship while simultaneously shocked at the meaning of those syllables. 0hyYoM

  It’s saying, “Yukimura.”

 I realized that no matter how ridiculous or terrifying I believed this was, I indeed had been caught inside this horrifying so-called mysterious magnetic field. Most possibly, I am standing on the same ship as the old woman’s son—the merman named Yukimura that I encountered on the Nazi’s ship— that had been shipwrecked many years back. 

  TBC……………………… XEgm98

Gosh! Sorry for the Lateness!

For this chapter, I was trying to not get myself or this novel cancelled by using words too loosely. For that dropdown section, I will tell you that I am unsure of Dehsarow’s age since it was not mentioned. But to comfort you and lower your disappointment, Desharow’s age should range from 16 to 18 at point of time.  Following the current time line Desharow is 21 years old if you guys don’t know that. I am terribly sorry if anything had offended or anger you, remember this is just Fiction and it was not the author’s intention to make any harm!

Please visit chrysanthemumgarden (dot) com

Here’s a small skit made by our lovely Pigeon!

Agares: Attacks a young Desharow 8dYOMv

Desharow: You old fool! My ass!

Editor and translator trying to calculate Desharow’s age in this scene:

  R4dfpD

Also does anyone understand the Butterfly analogy? If not I can explain it for you guys through comments!

 

— Cheonsa

  Pedu36

 

 

\n  Stupified, I froze on the spot and that terrifying ghost-like thing was approaching me with an eagerly raised neck. It cracked open its mouth into a grin, “Sesson……Sesson ……”

 I nearly fell into the sea out of fear. I held onto the railing of the ship while simultaneously shocked at the meaning of those syllables. 0hyYoM

  It’s saying, “Yukimura.”

 I realized that no matter how ridiculous or terrifying I believed this was, I indeed had been caught inside this horrifying so-called mysterious magnetic field. Most possibly, I am standing on the same ship as the old woman’s son—the merman named Yukimura that I encountered on the Nazi’s ship— that had been shipwrecked many years back. 

  TBC……………………… XEgm98

Gosh! Sorry for the Lateness!

For this chapter, I was trying to not get myself or this novel cancelled by using words too loosely. For that dropdown section, I will tell you that I am unsure of Dehsarow’s age since it was not mentioned. But to comfort you and lower your disappointment, Desharow’s age should range from 16 to 18 at point of time.  Following the current time line Desharow is 21 years old if you guys don’t know that. I am terribly sorry if anything had offended or anger you, remember this is just Fiction and it was not the author’s intention to make any harm!

Please visit chrysanthemumgarden (dot) com

Here’s a small skit made by our lovely Pigeon!

Agares: Attacks a young Desharow 8dYOMv

Desharow: You old fool! My ass!

Editor and translator trying to calculate Desharow’s age in this scene:

  R4dfpD

Also does anyone understand the Butterfly analogy? If not I can explain it for you guys through comments!

 

— Cheonsa

  Pedu36

 

 

\nDesharow: You old fool! My ass!

Editor and translator trying to calculate Desharow’s age in this scene:

  R4dfpD

Also does anyone understand the Butterfly analogy? If not I can explain it for you guys through comments!

 

— Cheonsa

  Pedu36

 

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