[Hokage] Scales

The accumulated strength was enough for me to take a few glances, and my arm returned to the limp state again, and I fell back to the ground with a "slap". No.

Falling down like this also wiped out my inexplicable sense of guilt of "my mother just said I couldn't do it", probably because I didn't switch between reality and reality, and part of me was still immersed in the dream of being obedient and obedient.

I turned my head to look at Orochimaru, whose tail was wrapped around my body. He was still unconscious, but his passive movement revealed the things that were suppressed by him—the shredded leggings, bandages and pants, not only his, And mine.

I began to think about one thing: Suppose my fish tail is not permanent, and I will transform back into human legs, then when I transform into the past, will I not be naked?

It’s okay to not wear clothes. Back then I was cut by Orochimaru dozens of times, and I didn’t know how to wear clothes even if I was soaked in nutrient solution. Even if I really care about clothing, I should learn to ignore it after this period of time.

What I'm more curious about is, does Orochimaru have this awareness?

I couldn't move, I was tired, I was thinking wildly, and fell asleep unconsciously.

When I woke up again, I don't know how long it had been, Dashemaru was still lying there, but a few seconds later, his hand moved.

Orochimaru doesn't seem to have any problem with muscle soreness. After getting up, he glanced at me first. The pupils in his golden eyes had returned to normal-sized vertical pupils. He froze when he glanced down.

one second.

two seconds.

three seconds.

This well-known man has always been focused, no matter when and where, his mind never stops spinning.

However, at this moment, he froze, for a full three seconds, Orochimaru stared at our unilaterally entangled tails, and I rarely read the word shocked from his face.

It should be said that it is rare for me to read emotions other than "Well, interesting" from his face. Shock is definitely the last kind I can imagine. Orochimaru has always been able to handle everything with ease. It is hard to believe that he will be surprised For a person whose head is running all the time, three seconds is a bit of a waste to spend in a daze.

In this way, being able to maintain interest in all kinds of things that I don’t understand seems to be very powerful. At least for me, there is always an equal sign between curiosity and danger. The incident that caused me to lie here is just Proves my theory again.

I shook my tail. It was hard to describe the difference between moving my tail and moving my legs. Anyway, it was not like putting my feet together and flexing my knees at the same time.

The bifurcated caudal fin fluttered softly and slapped against the ground. In the space of silence and freeze, this small movement was infinitely magnified, enough to make Orochimaru regain his sanity.

In the blink of an eye, he turned back into an experimental maniac again, with golden pupils shining brightly on the two intertwined tails, as if the person who was stunned just now was purely my illusion.

He quickly became familiar with his changed body, and moved effortlessly—although he had done it before, but at that time he was in a state of unconsciousness, and it had to be counted separately from when he was awake——Tail, the sound came from his ear again There was a rustling sound of scales rubbing against each other.

The tail suddenly felt relaxed, followed by the tingling pain relieved by the long-term stagnation of blood, Orochimaru let go of my tail, and the part that was suspended in the air followed the footsteps of the tail fin and returned to the ground.

Orochimaru first studied his own tail, took out a scalpel from nowhere, and stabbed it without blinking.

Inexplicably, I saw that Dashemaru cutting his own tail was more painful than him cutting my body, and I shivered a little.

This is not to study where to cut the flesh first, the environment is clean and tidy, and the equipment is perfect, but it is like cutting people in a melee, the sky is full of dust and dirt - not to say that Orochimaru made this room very messy, but It's not as good as the ones he used as an operating room—the knife can go anywhere.

I can pull out my severed hand without changing my face, but it is all for survival, and only Orochimaru will play with himself as an experimental subject for the sake of research fanaticism, as if he is dissecting others.

Lying in the same position for so long is not comfortable, and I wanted to turn over, but it was not as easy as I thought.

Unlike Orochimaru's cylindrical snake body, my tail is flat. Although it is thick, I don't have much strength at the moment. The legs are much longer and it is more difficult.

I’ve never fried fish, but I’ve only seen others cook it when I was lurking in a residential house. With a slight twist of their wrists, the fish would slide out along the edge of the pot, flip it neatly in the air and fall back to the surface of the pot, asking me to use a pot to flip the fish I can definitely do it, but as a fish, I want to turn myself around...

It used to be a basic skill to keep the same posture without moving for several days, but now I am thinking about changing postures. Is it because my skills have regressed?

"Qinglin," Orochimaru called me suddenly, still twitching his butt on his tail, "petri dish."

He paused for a moment before realizing that this is not a laboratory, and I was still lying on the ground like a dead fish.

×

In the end, I was sent back to the room by the snakes summoned by Orochimaru. A group of normal-sized snakes got under me and squirmed forward. The location is just right to give my almost unconscious back a proper massage.

As soon as I arrived at the room, the group of snakes who had been doing their own thing instantly waved in unison. After rolling me to the ground, they probably felt that the goal of "send her back to the room" that Orochimaru said had been achieved, so they all rushed away, and thoughtfully Don't forget to close the door.

It took me another half an hour to gather enough strength to climb into the water tank, turn on the faucet for feeding the nutrient solution, and let out a long breath in the light blue liquid that was gradually filling up—another me A move you wouldn't have done before.

The water tank is very big and not shallow. I can lie flat and leave room for me in human form, and it is not a problem to roll over. However, my tail is too long. I put my head on one side, and the fish tail still cannot soak into the tank. It is soft. The ground hangs over the edge of the tank.

I curled up, adjusted my posture slightly, and tried a few times before my tail could fully soak in the nutrient solution.

The gills on the side of the neck spit out air bubbles regularly, and the pores on the whole body greedily absorb the ingredients of the nutrient solution, desperately repairing my tired and sore body, I can feel the cells slowly expand from the shriveled state to what they should be. normal size.

It feels good to refill the cells one by one, but it also consumes energy. The eyes close unconsciously, and the consciousness slowly breaks away from the surface.

To my surprise, I didn't enter the dark space where Suue Yao was stationed, and there was a whiteness in front of my eyes, not dazzling white, but soft light.

The woman was facing me sideways, her dark brown hair flowing behind her back as before, and a few strands of hair floated to my face, itching.

"I" giggled a few times, brushed aside the messy brown hair, leaned close to her and asked, "Mom, why can't humans know that I'm a mermaid?"

She put down the huge shell filled with seaweed, sea cucumber, and octopus feet, turned around and lifted me up, gently pinching my cheek.

"Because humans are bad."

"Why are humans so bad? Do they chase Grandpa Turtle like sharks?"

The woman smiled, but her face turned serious when she spoke, "Sharks won't eat us, but humans will."

"Humans have a saying that as long as they eat our meat, they can live for a long time, so if humans find out that you are a mermaid, they will grab Qinglin and eat you!"

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Indulging in warmth and unable to extricate myself

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