According to the plan, Fisher also planned to stay in the rental house the next day to prepare.

Last night Fisher slept in bed and Jasmine slept on the couch, Jasmine got up early and Fisher was a little late.

By the time Fisher opened her eyes, she had already gotten up, but she couldn't get up if Fisher didn't get up, so when Fisher sat up from the bed, she found her hands on her lower abdomen, lying obediently on the sofa looking at the ceiling.

Her long blue hair was spread out on the sofa, occasionally one or two strands fell to the ground, and the whale's tail was pulled down from the side of the sofa, and she looked serene and well-behaved.

And the most striking thing is the beautiful face without powder, which is as pure and lovely as the jasmine flowers blooming in the sea.

Seeing Fisher wake up, she blinked a little cutely, didn't make any other movements at first, just smiled and said to Fisher,

"Good morning, Mr. Fisher..."

“... Good morning. ”

Fisher rubbed his eyebrows, he hadn't rested all day since Jasmine was attacked at night, and now after a good night's sleep, he even felt more tired than not resting, Fisher knew this feeling before, so he really had to do less of this kind of thing.

According to the original arrangement for today, Fisher still had to stay in the rental house to prepare his belongings, so when he got up, he continued to engrave magic in front of the workbench.

Of course, Fisher didn't spend all day immersed in engraving magic.

At noon, when Ms. Martha went out to buy groceries, he went to the restaurant on the street to bring Jasmine roast chicken, and only gave her a little bit of breakfast in the morning, and when she saw that she was not full, he let her eat a bitter meal at noon.

The whale species ate so much food that it was impossible for anyone to afford it, and it didn't take long for Fisher to know the danger.

He finally knew why Jasmine had to sincerely say "Thank you, Mr. Fisher, for giving me food" before eating.

By the end of the night, the box of magic materials he had brought back was almost exhausted, and there was a small pile of shimmering playing cards on the workbench.

Fisher was satisfied that the cards had a specific effect, and then put them away in turn.

In this way, the preparation is basically half done, and the rest ...

Fisher turned his head to look at the fabric on the table, ready to start making clothes for Jasmine.

......

......

"Alright, you come and give it a try."

"It's... Be! ”

When Lady Martha was almost asleep, Fisher was satisfied with the white dress and carried it into the room.

When she returned, Jasmine had already placed all the items left by the wood rhinoceros on the table for Fisher to study later, and she was still wearing Fisher's white shirt, with a pair of long white legs exposed, so that when she stood up, she had a strange feeling, which could easily trigger the male desire to attack.

Although Fisher's own dress for Rafael and Jasmine was not an expensive dress with rich decorations, it was at least fashionable and comfortable to wear.

Fisher is still very confident in this regard.

"Thank you, Mr. Fisher, for giving me clothes..."

Jasmine has a good habit of gratitude, so after giving her something, she will say such things that are difficult to hear in the human world.

Jasmine's ears fanned one by one, and her eyes lit up as she took the dress from Fisher's hand, and then glanced at Fisher quietly before running to the bathroom to change clothes.

Fisher relaxed, took a sip of water, and before long Jasmine poked her head out of the bathroom.

Her big eyes blinked, and Fisher thought that her clothes didn't fit her, so she asked,

"Isn't it appropriate?"

After hearing this, Jasmine quickly shook her head, pursed her lips with a ruddy face, looked at the floor in front of the bathroom door, and struggled for a while before whispering,

"It always feels... A little shy..."

"Shy?"

Fisher asked, looking at Jasmine, who had always hidden her body in the bathroom and refused to reveal it,

"Should I design clothes to your measurements, or is there something you're not used to?"

She squirmed, looked at Fisher cautiously, and said,

"I always thought that Mr. Fisher's clothes were beautiful, and then... And then I wear the words... Could it be a little too wasteful? ”

Fisher was stunned for a second, then let her out of the bathroom to take a look.

Jasmine gripped the door frame and slowly walked out of the bathroom, revealing her full form.

I saw that the light white fabric fit her body completely without looking too tight, and under a soft skirt, her iconic whale tail had room to stretch, and the loose skirt made her tail show off her beautiful figure like a skirt.

She squeezed her skirt playfully, looked at Fisher with a blushing face, and as if she was too nervous, she reached out and brushed her loose hair behind her ear.

It was a whale race like a princess of the sea, and even a dress close to a white drawing could highlight her beauty.

Fisher stared at her with satisfaction, and then naturally looked away and complimented,

"It's beautiful, Jasmine."

The cherry blossom on Jasmine's face deepened by a degree, the ears on both sides of her face fanned, and her lips pursed slightly while curling a little, looking very happy after being praised but trying to hold back.

"Thank you, Mr. Fisher, I like your dress very much, I will cherish it."

"It doesn't have to be so grand."

Fisher remembered the first time she gave Rafael a dress, when she was very unaccustomed to it, and she was always pulling the fabric of her dress, but luckily the dress was still separated from them.

However, in the following days, Rafael's life may not be stable, and I am afraid that the dress will not go to the end of its normal life.

"By the way, your letter was delivered to the Golden Palace before, and you signed the letter by the [Son of the Sea], right?"

Jasmine sat next to Fisher, on the couch, the big whale tail extended from behind Jasmine, towards Fisher, only a little distance away from him, but faintly surrounded Fisher beside her tail.

"The Exotic Reclamation of Vegetable Skeletons"

Under the surging fragrance of jasmine, she nodded her chin and nodded,

"Hmm... I don't know where the letter went, though, because my mother's blood-tracking magic flew away with it. ”

"Your mother can do magic?"

If they had some knowledge of magic, Jasmine shouldn't have shown any strangeness to magic, not to mention Fisher's guess that her mother's status was not low.

"My mother won't, that magic was given to him by the human who borrowed her relic. Before leaving, he said that he had forged this pointing magic with his own blood, and that the effect would last until the heavens and the earth would never disappear, so that his mother could easily ask her for the relic. However, if Yin Shabel's family borrowed the relics, I never heard her say it. ”

Who knows?

Fisher thought for a moment, and now the most likely person to borrow her mother's relics was Prince Dexter.

But this matter is still going to wait for the new party to spy on the information later, anyway, this is not what Fisher should focus on now, Jasmine will be over after sending the letter, and it will be time to officially return the relic next year.

"So, why do you call yourself the Son of the Sea?"

Fisher had investigated Jasmine before, she came to Saint Narry when she was an expanded student of St. Nari University in the second semester of middle school, that is, she had only been in human society for a few months, and she didn't know much about many things about human beings, coupled with her naturally shy and socially phobic character, the few sources of information were only Mirika and Yin Sabel.

He took her to the Magic Market to buy something, and it was the first time she had been to the city of St. Nari.

Dexter and the New Party probably deduced from this outlandish self-proclaimed that the sender might be a subhuman.

And the most important thing is that as soon as this self-proclaimed sentence comes out, it can be explained that Jasmine is the destroyer he is looking for.

Both the Crimson Dragon Queen and the Mysterious Son of the Sea are very easy to find, and only the Immortal Witch is troublesome to find, which is to blame on a bad woman who likes to run trains with her mouth full and never be honest.

"Ahh That..."

As soon as she was asked about this, Jasmine's eyes began to drift, and she said a little embarrassed,

"Because Mother... She was chosen by Lord Ramastia to maintain the balance of life in the ocean as a whole, and... And then when she was younger, she was very... Well, lively, she likes to say her self-proclaimed name to all the sea races, which is the [Emperor of the Sea]."

Talking about her mother's black history, Jasmine's face became redder and redder, and her head was buried lower and lower.

The Emperor of the Seas?

This noun Fisher is a little familiar, isn't it the self-name that Reina's little kid bragged about when she first called herself?

So there is still a basis for reality?

Fisher thought that the only person who could call himself by such a name was a little kid like Reina, who knew that it was Jasmine's mother's self-proclaimed name when she was young.

He couldn't even imagine what it would be like for Jasmine's mother to travel everywhere she was young, calling herself the Emperor of the Sea loudly everywhere she went, and then leaving behind legends that have been passed down for a long time.

Looking at Fisher's appearance that he couldn't complain about in the face of an abstract story, Jasmine puffed out her cheeks and gently hammered Fisher's shoulder with her hand, and the blow was equal to no force, as if a gust of wind was blowing on herself.

But it was the first time she had made such a somewhat transgressive and intimate gesture, and Fisher looked at her with some surprise, and saw that her face was flushed.

Jasmine realized that she had made a too intimate move, so she quickly turned her head to look at the hem of her skirt and whispered,

"I'm sorry..."

“... It's okay. ”

Jasmine's ears flapped again, and she waited for a moment before she continued,

"My mother called me "Son of the Sea" when she wrote a letter a long time ago, and this time she made it clear that the person who sent the letter was "Son of the Sea", as if she wanted the human to know what was going on. She'd asked about the human in the letter before, so... She should have a good relationship with the person who borrowed the relic, and she should be a friend. ”

"Friends? Your mother must have only met him once, right? ”

"Hmm... But if it weren't for the life she valued, her mother would never lend her belongings, and she didn't like others to touch her things. ”

"Is that so..."

Hearing Jasmine's words, Fisher nodded, but he couldn't imagine that Prince Dexter had a good relationship with Jasmine's mother, or that someone else had borrowed the relic, or that Jasmine's mother had been deceived by that human, and that his original disposition was not like that.

Unable to answer for a while, Fisher temporarily focused on the items left by the wooden rhino on the table, trying to find more clues on them.