Chapter 6: I’m About to be Claimed...by a Beast?!

I secretly reached for the tranquilizer gun on my waist, ready to whip it out and fire it at him.

I wasn’t in a dream. How could I be constrained by such a lewd being?

Suddenly, a hoarse voice said…

“Di-ck-en.”

“Di-ck-en.”

I was sure that the voice came from the merman, the hoarseness of his voice sounded as if he hadn’t spoken in a very long time.

‘Is the merman trying to communicate with me?

‘Oh my god! Am I the first human in history to be speaking to a merperson?’

I was so excited that I forgot about the danger that befell me just a moment ago. I mustered the strength to prop myself up so that we were on a parallel line of sight.

It was only then that I realized how naive I was. The expression on that handsome face was definitely one that was teasing me.

But I didn’t want to give up. I let myself calm down and spoke slowly, “Hey Mr. Merman, I have no ill intentions. I just saw the wound on your arm and wanted to treat it for you.”

I even pointed at the wound.

But the merman didn’t react. He was still grabbing my legs with his wet hands without any sign of loosening his grip.

I tried to resist and free my legs from his grip.

But my efforts were for naught. I couldn’t escape his clutches, and I tore my own pants even as I struggled—he was soon left staring curiously at the ripped garment.

‘Is the merman interested in my pants?’

As the turning gears in my head halted, he lowered his head and put his face over my thighs! I could actually feel his ice-cold nose rubbing against my skin!

Then, he inhaled deeply as if he was reveling in the scent of a rose in full bloom.

My face blushed a bright shade of red. I couldn’t lie to myself anymore.

‘Is this merman courting me?

‘If I were a mermaid, this would have been a very romantic scene.

‘But I’m a human and he’s a beast. How can we do something like this?’

I was terrified as I saw him bury his face deeper into my crotch. His entire face was practically plastered to my thighs.

Without me realizing it, his hands left my ankles and started moving towards my thighs.

As if locked into place by a curse, I couldn’t move, and could only watch him brush himself against me like an animal in heat.

He then tilted his head up to catch a look at my flustered expression.

He licked his lips as if he was craving more, and his lips curled into a mischievous smirk.

Then, before I could react, he buried his head between my legs again, brushing himself against my skin tentatively.

That icy yet greasy touch seemed to send chills to my spine. I couldn’t tell if I was terrified or delighted, and was left shuddering as the chills came by waves.

Just as I struggled and tried to escape, the merman looked up—his eyes were scarlet.

A dull hum reverberated inside my head. This beast was completely naked and had a gaze filled with primal desires.

I didn’t realize when he had completely climbed out of the tank, but I know for a fag that he would drag me in there if I didn’t do anything!

I used all my strength to bite my own tongue so that I could think clearly

Utilizing this short period of clarity, I whipped out the tranquilizer gun in my right hand and shot him in the shoulder.