Demi-human Girls Completion Manual Chapter 1612 - 102: Hot Spring

"In... Rafael’s room for a massage?"

Moli was dumbfounded, chewing over the words Fisher had just said, still not reacting to what he meant. She was even silly enough to think if she and Mr. Fischer were here, where should Rafael go?

Surely, Rafael couldn’t be asked to leave?

But just a second later, she seemed to belatedly realize something, her fair and slightly chubby cheeks were instantly painted with a cherry hue rising from her neck.

Her eyes darted around, her ears twitched, and clearly, she was feeling flustered and a bit overheated, instinctively mumbling under her breath,

"Mr. Fischer, h..."

Beside her, Rafael’s smile also froze instantly. Her Dragon Claw clenched little by little, uncertain if the "only accept Moli" conversation they had that morning had emboldened Fischer, that he had the audacity to make such a request.

But as she turned to look at Moli beside her, she found that, apart from being shy, there was no other reaction from Moli. Her body language seemed to say, "actually, it’s not impossible," which made Rafael grind her teeth in frustration.

Seeing this, she lightly tapped Moli on the head, bringing her back to her senses, and at the same time, she turned her head to face Fisher, saying,

"You’re dreaming, asking Moli to give you a massage, and it’s in my room. My mother is resting in the next room... Tonight, after you take a bath, go back to sleep. If you really want a massage to relax, I’ll have the Dragon Court soldiers come to help you."

Evidently, the harmony between Keken’s several wives still had a long way to go.

However, Fischer himself didn’t have much hope to begin with, and there was no disappointment to speak of. Considering the fact that the two of them didn’t get into a fight already counts as a good thing.

He had said this just to ease some difficulty, because faced with such a clear invitation from Moli and the "watchful eye" of Rafael beside him, no matter how he answered, he couldn’t satisfy the other. So he simply chose "I want it all" to avoid making the choice.

So, you see, upon hearing this question just now, Emhardt, with foresight, had already left Fischer behind and walked away.

"Alright then, I’ll go take a bath first, and wait until tomorrow morning to check on Aunt Yaril’s condition."

Rafael nodded, touching her abdomen as she picked up a key from the table, pointing Fisher towards a direction outside the door while softly saying,

"There’s a private hot spring for me in the Royal Court. Go down this hallway and turn left at the end, that’s the key."

"Alright, I’m going then."

Fisher nodded, turned around, and left. Moli, who wanted to say something, extended her hand, but it dissolved under Rafael’s intangible gaze beside her.

Rafael sighed, seeing Moli looking like a child who, having tasted the forbidden fruit, couldn’t resist wanting more. She could only softly say,

"Moli, my mother is still resting. You should just go back and rest tonight."

Moli and Rafael’s rooms weren’t very far apart, and conveniently, Aunt Yaril’s resting room was smack in the middle, equidistant from both rooms, making it a perfect excuse, akin to saying, "tonight, no one gets to indulge."

Though this morning, after much deliberation, Rafael had set boundaries for Fischer, knowing well what he had done for her and the Dragon Court, shouldering what he had so she conceded. But for a Dragon-man, it was a peculiar situation, and she needed to mentally prepare herself to get over this hurdle...

Maybe what she truly needed was an opportunity to talk to Moli in person, but not at this very moment tonight.

Despite this, the silly Whale-man beside her seemed unfazed by such complexities, or perhaps she felt it but didn’t show it on her face.

Moli awkwardly retracted her hand, realizing she’d been too obvious, she too replied with an awkward smile, nodding her agreement,

"You’re... you’re right. Although Aunt Yaril is alright, it’s best to keep things quiet... I’ll go back to rest then, you should also rest early, Rafael."

"Alright, goodnight, Moli."

As Moli turned to leave Rafael’s room, Rafael touched her abdomen, sitting back in her original position as if preparing to look through some documents before resting.

But at this moment, even though it was still July before the fall, the evening breeze from outside was still so hot against her back, making her restlessly sway her tail behind her.

"Sss sss..."

The Dragon Court text on the documents seemed to burn, making it difficult for Rafael to recognize them, none of it entering her eyes, instead, making her pout in loneliness.

Outside the Dragon Court, the sound of the waves hitting the shore seemed like the trickling water of the hot spring, leading Rafael to think of Fischer at this very moment bathing in the hot spring.

She couldn’t help but swallow, the spirit she had lost while reading documents now excited, clearly showing the demeanor of a "Evil Dragon craving."

Even though she’s already with child, how come...

Rafael’s face flushed slightly, feeling agitated as she rubbed her temples, then leaned her body back onto the soft chair behind her.

After a moment of hesitation, she still reached out her hand to open the drawer under the desk, revealing a key inside identical to the one Fischer took.