The merman, my man

Chapter 144

What is this?! ‘

I desperately hit the glass in front of me and started shouting, but the only response I could hear was Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

the banging sounds I had made.

‘God damn it! Why is this happening?! ‘

I continued banging on the glass in front of me, but I couldn’t even make a crack. I frantically looked

around and saw a dark shadow through the glass.

It was Dicken!

I made my way toward him but then stopped in shock.

Dicken was wearing a black windbreaker, and the thick tail that made up his lower body was gone. It

was replaced with a pair of long legs wearing a pair of sweatpants.

Through the reflection of the glass, I could clearly see the state I was in. My legs had become a silver

fishtail that was moving naturally along with the water currents, and my upper body was completely

nude, revealing my feminine features.

Stunned, I stared back at Dicken as he looked at me with his deep eyes. He placed his hand onto the

glass as if he had wanted to touch me, but the panel of glass was in the way.

Therefore, he clenched his fingers into a tight fist and mightily punched the glass in front of him.

I could hear the glass cracking as crack lines filled the entire panel. In the next second, the glass

shattered. I wanted to throw myself at Dicken, but my eyes were met with darkness yet again.

The intense terror caused me to snap open my eyes as I suddenly felt like my soul had returned to my

body. I quickly sat up and looked at my legs to find that nothing had changed.

My legs weren’t a silver fishtail and were the same as before. They still had regular human skin and

weren’t covered in silver scales.

Then, I reached out both my hands and flipped them over several times to inspect them. I needed to be

sure there weren’t any webbed membranes growing between my fingers. After I had ascertained that

everything was normal, I sighed a breath of relief.

Even so, I checked my entire body from head to toe before ecstatically hugging my knees and kissing

them like a near-amputee.

‘Thank God my body didn’t change into a mermaid…’

‘But what exactly is happening? And what does Dicken mean by first changes?’

My thoughts were a mess as I recounted what Dicken and I did at sea and the events in my dream. I

glanced at my surroundings and realized that I was back in his cave.

‘Does this mean I never left this cave? And the events that occurred after the weird ceremony was all a

dream?’ I shook my head as I didn’t believe this

hypothesis. The rush of adrenaline and the excitement when Dicken and I were leaping across the sea

felt too real, as did the intense pain of turning into a mermaid afterward. My mind was overcome with

confusion.

‘Which of my memories are real, and which of them are from my dream?! ‘

I suddenly realized that it would definitely leave a trace or two on my body if these things really did

happen. And if that was not the case, then that means there must be something wrong with my mind.

So, I reached my hand behind my ear and was immediately petrified.

Behind my ears, I could feel a small slit that still had traces of seawater on it. This reminded me of

when Dicken brought me to the bottom of the sea, and I felt the seawater enter my mouth and nose

before exiting through this spot behind my ear.

My body had really undergone some changes, just as Dicken said, and the slits behind my ears were

evidence of that. This revelation completely shattered the relief I had when I thought I was just

dreaming.