1227: The Blue Ocean Tear

The Blue Ocean Tear

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"Here, make yourselves at home. It has been a millennia since I've had guests." She said. "Fishmen! Where are you? We have guests!"

And as she called for them, they came. While mermen were people with fish-like features, Fishmen were fishes with human-like legs and hands.

"These are Fishmen, my Homunculi. I created them to be my servants. They might be dumb and clueless, but they're cute, aren't they?" She giggled, giving one a head pat and getting her hand all slimy.

"Uhhh… Sure." I said.

"Guop! Guests!"

"We have guests, guop!"

"Welcome, welcome!"

"Here, handkerchief!"

Suddenly, a red-colored fishman offered me a slimy handkerchief for some reason.

"No thanks."

"G-Guop…"

He suddenly seemed to be about to cry.

"Ah, fine…"

I grabbed the slimy piece of cloth and noticed it had a strange mark, and it was finely made despite being rather nasty. It resembled a shield made of shellfish and starfish.

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