The Love-Hate and Grudges Between Me and the Mermaid - Chapter 23

Chapter 23

“The Alien God grants me eternal life!”

“The Alien God grants me eternal life!!”

“The Alien God grants me eternal life!!!”

They knelt on the ground, looking up toward the sky, every word resonating with power.

Fear, panic, tension, and unease dissipated; their gazes became resolute, and their faces flushed with excitement due to the Mayor’s words.

“The Alien God grants me eternal life! The Alien God grants me eternal life!”

“Why aren’t you shouting?” Amidst her daze, that girl appeared before her again.

Her eyes contained a smile and sparkled with a hint of expectation. “Do you also think this is fake?”

But Yan’s thoughts snapped back in an instant. She moved around the girl and looked up; seeing no blue eyes, she took a tentative step forward, only to find herself still on the reef.

The surroundings were encircled by the sea; no land was in sight.

The sea surface was calm, without ripples, and devoid of any other living creatures.

She was still in this “Otherworld” that had appeared so inexplicably.

“Why am I here?” Bu Yan bypassed the girl’s question and pressed further: “Who are you?”

“You don’t remember me?” The girl’s expression shifted from curiosity to confusion. “I even held you when you were little.”

Bu Yan: “…”

“What I mean is…” Bu Yan took a deep breath, deciding to try a different approach. “What was our relationship before?”

The girl fell silent, then spat out two words: “Lovers.”

Pfft… But Yan didn’t want to die.

Under Empire law, bigamy was punished by being chopped into three sections and fried in rolling oil.

As a “Triple-A” youth of the new era, Bu Yan would never allow such a thing to happen.

She stated her stance on the spot: “I am married.”

Meaning: it’s impossible to continue that kind of relationship with you.

The girl: “Oh.”

“It’s fine,” she followed up immediately. “I don’t mind.”

Bu Yan choked: “I mind.”

This time the girl froze, her eyes welling with mist.

But Yan mused that she hadn’t really bullied the girl; she was just seeking truth from facts, telling the truth, and rejecting someone.

But on second thought what if, just if, the original owner really was two-timing?

At this thought, Bu Yan felt her vision go dark repeatedly, cursing the original owner to death in her heart.

“You…”

She paused. Just as she was about to organize her vocabulary to say something comforting, it suddenly began to rain here.

Raindrops as large as beans fell from the sky, drenching her head and body.

And it was only raining above her head; the rain followed only her.

If she moved to the left, the rain followed to the left.

“Hmph, I’m not playing with you anymore!”

The girl stomped her foot at that moment, speaking as if exasperated. She turned and dove into the ocean, leaving Bu Yan with a cold, parting silhouette, her wide and dreamlike fishtail undulating on the sea’s surface.

“…” From the looks of it now, she was the one getting the short end of the stick, right?

Bu Yan took a step forward, about to say something else, but her trousers were soaked by the spray kicked up by the girl.

Fine. Now her entire body was drenched.

An unknown amount of time passed, and the rain continued to fall.

The rain fell continuously; no matter how she wiped her face, the water wouldn’t dry.

Perhaps it was someone’s intentional doing; since the girl left, she couldn’t return to the real world either.

Bu Yan stood helplessly on the spot, reasonably suspecting the girl was doing this on purpose to get revenge.

If that was the case, then let her vent her anger properly. Getting soaked in the rain was, in any case, better than entering a frying pan of oil.

Little did she know, the girl was standing not far away, staring blankly at her for a long time, waiting for her to speak up and ask her to stay.

As long as Bu Yan spoke, she would stop crying, the rain would stop, and Bu Yan wouldn’t be so soggy but the girl never got what she was waiting for.

Until the sun rose from the east and this world began to fall apart, forcing her to return.

But Yan was still so cute.

Yafilian (Aphrilian) dove into the water reluctantly, swimming toward the dark, deep seabed, reminiscing:

Among humans, only Bu Yan is cute.

Even the name she took is cute.

Bu Yan, Yan, yan.

Ian, Y, an.

Hmph, I really envy that “Ian.”

When can I completely replace her?