Chapter 48 - 44
Chapter 48 of "Demi-human Girls Completion Manual" starts unveiling mysteries: Exposure 48: 44.Exposure “What would you like to drink, sir?”Fisher thought that the Dragon-men had... Keep reading!
Exposure 48: 44.
Exposure “What would you like to drink, sir?”
Fisher thought that the Dragon-men had probably never tried coffee and would not like its bitter taste, so he only ordered a cup of coffee for himself and sweet juice for them.
The items here were cheap; six drinks cost just over twenty euros in total.
They found a place to sit, with Fisher’s attention mostly focused on Qi Qi, who was talking with her companion.
The girl in the western hat blushed slightly, discussing a collection of classic poems by Saint Nali enthusiastically with her friend.
Although the poems recited by children were simple, they always revealed a different world, prompting many long-established poets to imitate children, yet they could never fully grasp the essence.
The owner quickly served their drinks.
Lar curiously examined the juice in her cup and cautiously licked it with her tongue.
She was soon captivated by the sweetness and started to gulp it down.
Her glass was empty in no time, yet she still wanted more.
She mischievously eyed the drinks in Kexier and Fasher’s cups, trying to sneakily grab them.
However, Fasher quickly noticed and protectively hugged her cup to prevent the pestering nuisance from stealing her juice.
“Okay, Lar, you can drink mine.”
Sister Mier smiled and handed her own cup to Lar.
Lar looked at the barely touched juice and swallowed, but shook her head and pushed the cup back,
“You drink it, Lar has already had some, it’s really tasty, Sister Mier.”
She quickly noticed Fisher’s drink, which was different from theirs, and observed the steamy brown beverage for a while before saying,
“Fisher…
can Lar try your drink, just a little bit?”
She illustrated a tiny gap between her thumb and forefinger to prove she really meant just a little.
“Go ahead.”
Lar smiled as she picked up Fisher’s cup and took a sip, then her face scrunched up,
“It’s so bitter, woo…”
“You idiot!”
The coffee here didn’t taste very good, so Fisher drank little of it and took out the Fermat Baha Dragon Court Magic Book to study magic.
The magic he had modified during his battle with Rafael could already be used, but it seemed he had over-corrected, making the originally immense magical power somewhat awkward, which Rafael easily disrupted.
It seemed he needed to further improve, imagining a human-like closed-loop ring magic approach, potentially increasing its power through continuous reverberation force.
“Hey, Bert, a drink here!”
“….Coming right up.”
While Fisher was deep in thought, a bald man with a stubby beard that hadn’t been trimmed in a long time, and a cigarette between his lips, walked into the café.
Stooping, he leaned on a nearby table, looking around the room.
After scanning the café, his eyes suddenly lit up when he saw Angela and Qi Qi nearby, and he walked over to Angela,
“Hey, little Angela, is your mom at home?”
Still discussing poetry, Angela and Qi Qi turned to look at him, with Angela’s face puffing up as she pointed at the man and shouted loudly,
“Baric!
My mom has already said she won’t see you, and you can’t expect to get any money from her!”
“You disrespectful brat, how many times have I told you to call me uncle?
Come with me and you’ll know if your mom gives me money or not!”
“Ah, let go of me!
Baric!
Let go of me!”
The man suddenly grabbed Angela’s wrist, causing her to struggle frantically.
But being so young, she was easily picked up by the man.
Seeing her friend seized, Qi Qi also panicked, stretching out her little hand and forcefully pushing the man.
“Let Angela go!”
Werewolves have significantly higher physical strength than humans, and this sudden push actually made the man step back.
Baric, looking astonished at the girl catching her breath on the high stool, noticed her exquisite dress and small western hat, and said excitedly while wiping his mouth corner,
“Hey, when did you meet such a wealthy kid, which street is it from, come let uncle have a look.”
He reached out to grab the other’s neck but missed as Qi Qi dodged away, although he still managed to grab the hat on her head.
The ribbon under the hat tied in a tight knot, the hat was pulled off and suddenly stuck on the back of Qi Qi’s head, and the next second, her pair of sharp ears were exposed.
Baric and Angela, along with the spectators nearby, all focused their eyes on the sharp ears on the girl’s head.
Qi Qi’s complexion turned pale instantly, and subconsciously, she covered her ears with her hands.
“Ah…
no…
not my ears…”
“Hahaha!
Little Angela, look, it turns out this is a demi-human mongrel…
Who taught you to wear human clothes, was it your human master who beats you every night…”
Before he could finish his words, an iron-like hand stick had already firmly grasped his neck from behind.
Before he could react, his left knee was fiercely smashed, making him half-kneel on the ground.
“Who is…
um!”
The person behind him grabbed his neck and punched him in the face.
The punch was relentless; instantly, his nose was smashed in, spurting a great amount of blood.
Seeing stars, he saw Fisher wearing a suit, expressionless.
Fisher grabbed his bald head, lifted the sturdy man like lifting a little chicken, and faced the two girls,
“Tell me, how old are they?”
“I…”
Before he could answer, Fisher smashed his head against his own knee.
The strike directly swollen his face, and several teeth, along with his blood, fell onto the ground.
“How old?”
“I…
don’t know…”
Fisher lowered his head and punched him again.
This time his eyes were completely swollen like bulbs; he couldn’t even see the stars his brain conjured, let alone the people in front of him.
“How old are you?”
“Thirty-two years old…”
Fisher lowered his head and punched him again; this time, he softened in all other parts, weakly hung by Fisher.
He looked to the side at Angela and asked,
“Tell me, how old are you?”
“Sev…
seven years old…”
Angela, startled by the scene in front of her, stuttered in response.
Fisher lowered his head, talking to the beaten senseless Baric,
“Do you now know how old they are?”
“I…
I know..”
Fisher’s fierce punch smashed into his face once more, causing him to drop his head weakly.
Fisher no longer held him and casually threw him onto the ground, glancing at the onlookers nearby.
The humans, who had been eying Qi Qi maliciously, silently lowered their heads and drank their drinks.
But Qi Qi, pale-faced, began to tremble.
Just a moment ago, she had seen the surrounds’ stares, and of course, Angela’s shocked gaze too.
The next second, unable to bear it any longer, she covered her ears with her hands and ran outside.
“Qi Qi!”
The voice of Angela behind her gradually faded as Qi Qi quickly dashed out of the drink shop and headed in the opposite direction on the street.