Mermaid Effect

Vol1

For Rand Sievers, the days spent on Rogers' farm, which can be said to be almost isolated from the world, can be said to be a rare and easy day for him.

Oh yes, he was right.

There is no Internet here, no shopping plaza, the bed in the room is too hard and there are iron railings on the window, the front lawn of the house is a mess of weeds, full of unpacked beer bottles, and the side of the barn is A pumpkin patch that has rotted due to neglect... Except for the raccoons and wild rabbits that Rogers complained about before, and the crows he didn't mention, even ghosts don't seem to want to come here.

However, Rand fell in love with this place. He didn't have to think about anything, and he didn't need to suppress his emotions. He tried to avoid the eyes of others through superficial camouflage (there is no "others" here). If he likes it, He could even squat naked on the run-down front porch hallway and have a shot of weed and no one would care.

"You really should try it, it feels so good!"

Rogers once recommended it to him very graciously.

Of course, Rand turned him down very simply.

Generally speaking, the entertainment activities here are pitiful, and it seems that in an instant, everyone has returned to the Great Depression period when both materials and spirits were poor.

Fortunately, two days after settling down, Rogers went into the city to get some magazines and comics for Rand, and then this frequency became fixed, and he would leave the ranch regularly to go to the city to get some necessities for Rand.

Time seems to go fast, and Rand isn't sure if it's because of the comfort of life—though the satellite phone that Rogers claimed to be working turned out to be completely turned into a brick, and his body is still intact. There are various subtle changes (for example, Rand finally found that he seems to have completely turned into a carnivore, dairy products, grains and even plant foods will cause his body to seriously reject), but life always continues , Rand felt that he might try to adapt to it.

And this day is another day when Rogers enters the city.

"Do you need me to bring you something else?"

He wrapped himself in a bright green polka-dot suit that couldn't be seen directly, and then stood on the porch smiling and looking at Rand who was reading here.

This is not a particularly good weather. Although it is daytime, the light is extremely dim, and the dark clouds weigh heavily on people's heads like lead blocks.The wind was strong, and the air was filled with the faint fishy smell rising from the soil on the eve of the heavy rain.

Rand raised his head, frowned and looked outside.

"Are you going out today? It looks like it's going to rain."

Rogers spread his hands helplessly.

"What call us unlucky businessmen, hopefully I'll be in Kansas City before the rainstorm - really don't have anything to bring? Feels like I'll have to bring you the rose branch that hit my hat when I get back gone."

His words made Rand couldn't help rolling his eyes.

"...I don't think it's going to work, I don't have pigeons to spot beans in soot. Good luck on your journey," Rand said. "Of course, if I could, I'd really like to see you come into town and get me a satellite phone. I need to leave a message for Vincent to let him know exactly where I am... Rogers, please, don't look at me like that, It makes me want to hit you."

Rogers restrained the disapproval that was overflowing on his face a little.

"I don't think that good brother of yours still has the heart to pay attention to you... Okay, okay, I will try my best to fix that phone!"

He picked up the satellite phone from the table, waved it in front of Rand's eyes, stuffed it into the soft nylon bag at hand (for a person who often goes out to talk business, that bag is a nightmare), and finally he will With his hands in his trouser pockets, he walked out slowly.

A few minutes later, with the sound of the car engine, his car gradually disappeared at the end of the road.

Vol2

In the bumpy car, Rogers put one hand on the steering wheel and took the satellite phone out of the soft bag with the other.

He casually pressed the programmed key on the button, and the phone quickly connected to the satellite.

(Sure enough, he should bring this thing out, it will be more reassuring - Rogers thought)

He entered his voicemail after a long beep, and Caroline's exasperated voice echoed sharply through the microphone.

"...I can't believe you killed two people I sent over in that way, 'Spider', do you think this is your demonstration and I'm going to be scared? I can tell you right now, you Get in trouble! Don't think you can hide Rand Sievers, I'll find him - and you! Someday you'll regret what you've done all this time !You son of a bitch—”

"Oh, God."

Rogers hung up the phone with a look of horror on his face.

"I think I have to apologize to you, Mom. To be fooled by such a 'terrible' woman... It's unbelievable that I chose such an employer. Poverty is the biggest killer of self-esteem and aesthetics."

He muttered in a low mood.

After a while, his cell phone beeped that he had received a text message. He raised his eyebrows and turned the car to the highway.

A few minutes later, he managed to see several suspicious gray vehicles approaching in his rearview mirror.

Rogers couldn't help but glance at the back seat, a little more amused by the clear knowledge that he had two huge, well-washed suitcases in his trunk.

The sky suddenly became darker, and a bean-sized raindrop hit his car window, and then the dense rain curtain crackled and hit his car roof like bullets.

"...take it as my rose for you, my brother."

he said, taking the weapon out of the nylon pouch.

Vol3

The sound of dense raindrops made Rand stop his reading.

He stood up and looked out the window. The torrential rain was so heavy that if Rand was still an ordinary human being, he might not be able to see things ten meters away.Lightning bursts white across the sky, and it takes a while before you hear the dull rumble.

It was a storm so common in the Kansas summer that it felt unexpectedly uncomfortable, like the opening preview of some tragedy in a movie...

Rand shook his head, putting aside the wild thoughts in his head.

He rechecked the windows and found they were all shut before returning to the humble living room of Rogers' house.

Rogers randomly laid an old man-made fiber carpet on the uneven and crevice floor, where three clumsy and ugly second-hand sofas were piled up. Thankfully, despite their ugly appearance, these sofas were unexpectedly soft and comfortable to sit on.

Now this small place has been turned by Rand into a place for him and Munster to spend time. He placed some elementary reading materials and pens and paper for practicing calligraphy on the coffee table. In the past week, he has successfully He taught Munster how to write the alphabet, and the little monster was smarter than he thought.

He has even learned to write some simple words, even though it doesn't actually like the boring behavior of writing.

The barn roof was battered by the wind and rain, and the planks creaked above Rand's head.

The lamp used for lighting has some trembling.

Rand reached out his hand from Munster's back and took off its pen.

"For the sake of your eyes, I think we can still take a break on a day like this."

He said to Munster.

"But I'm still writing Rand's name."

Munster turned his head and said with some distress.

He'd loved those four letters ever since he'd learned how to spell simple words, and it had actually written Rand's name pretty well, but it kept repeating itself stubbornly.

"Come on, I know you will. Take a break, do you want me to read you a story?"

Rand sank his body into the sofa, and he suggested to Munster lazily.

Munster naturally slid onto Rand's sofa. Its lower body was piled up on the carpet, and its upper body shared the remaining space of the couch with Rand. Rand curled up his knees, and that part just touched Munster. Strong abs.

The latter's head was pressed against Rand's chest, his arms were folded, and his bright red eyes looked at Rand expectantly.

"I think, I want to tell Rand a story myself."

It looks proud and looking forward.

Rand laughed dumbfoundedly.

After learning spelling, Munster can read some low-level books on his own. Before that, Rand had always read stories to him. The exchange of roles stimulated him to some extent. Its greatest joy now is to snuggle up with Rand like it is now, and then read stories to Rand.

It never occurred to Rand to discourage its enthusiasm in this regard.

A few minutes later, Munster's deep voice sounded in the dim living room.

It was reading its favourite, Anita Geron's story of two rabbits who liked to compare their love for each other.

"...Little Rabbit cried out: 'I love you as far as the path goes to the creek.' Big Rabbit said: 'I love you as far as the river and over the hills.'...Little Rabbit thought, then It was so far away. It was too sleepy to think of anything more. At this time, it saw the dark night sky, and nothing was farther than the sky. It said: 'I love you as far as the moon.' ..."

Rand half-closed his eyes, listening to Munster's voice in a daze. It had read the story to him many times before, so he was waiting for it to say the last and most famous ending.

However, Munster suddenly fell silent at this moment.

"what happened?"

Rand opened his eyes and looked at Munster wonderingly.

But he saw the other party's flushed cheeks.It looked hesitant and apprehensive, and its red eyes stared at Rand with some wetness.

"That... Rand?"

It suddenly approached Rand, and handed the picture book in his hand to Rand as if shy.

"Yes, can you read the last paragraph for me?"

it says.

Rand raised his eyebrows, he didn't think too much, and easily agreed to Munster's request.

"...then the big rabbit lay down beside the little rabbit and said softly, with a smile, 'I love you as far as the moon and come back from the moon.'"

On Rand's chest, Munster, who was already as strong as a calf, was extremely shy because of Rand's last words.

Its hair rose fluffy, and its tail flapped the carpet involuntarily.

"Rand, I also want to be your big rabbit."

It suddenly whispered to Rand.

"what?"

Rand looked back at him somewhat out of state, confused by its sudden speech.

"Rand is like a little rabbit, and I'm like a big rabbit, and my love for you is like—"

"Wait, what's that sound?"

Rand suddenly sat up from the sofa. He interrupted Munster's words, listening to the noise that appeared in the deafening rain.

A few seconds later, he suddenly walked to the porch and looked towards the path at the gate of the ranch.

Although there was still a gray area rendered by the rain, there was a silhouette of a young girl stumbling closer.

It was a girl who looked very, very embarrassed.

Her whole body was soaked by the rain, like a kitten that fell into a pond.

Her fair and slender legs were messed up by the mud, and her messy long golden hair was completely attached to her face.

Rand didn't know whether the girl could really see her in such heavy rain and such a distance, but the other party suddenly raised her head when Rand was confused, and made a crying voice.

"Yes, is there anyone... please... I need help..."

Vol3

10 minutes later--

The wet girl appeared in the living room in a state of embarrassment.Maybe it was soaked in the rain for too long, her skin was as white as paper, and there were terrible bruises on her knees and elbows. According to her own account, it was because she had fallen on the ground several times before. caused by a fall.

Water was dripping from her body, and Rand gave her a blanket, but it soon got wet too, and she was shivering under it.

Rand took a quick look at her suspender top and extremely cropped denim shorts, which were so dapper they looked like they should be in a lingerie store.Rand was sure she wasn't even wearing underwear, because the rain-soaked suspenders were so see-through that Rand had to look away immediately.

The strong scent of the girl's perfume was floating in the air, and Rand even felt that she probably got a whole bottle of perfume on himself, otherwise it would be hard to explain why she still had such a strong scent after being washed away by the heavy rain... ...and it was this scent that made Rand feel a little uncomfortable.

a young woman.

It has been a long time in Rand's life that such an existence has not appeared. In fact, Rand found that he was almost used to the faint smell of water and the cold and sticky smell of a muscular little monster. embrace.

Rand had forcibly chased the reluctant little monster upstairs before Raisha entered the house.

It can be imagined that it will probably be angry for a long time because of this.

Rand, who was caught in his own thoughts, didn't even hear Raisha's words very clearly.

"...hug, sorry...my name is Raisha...I went the wrong way, there was no signal here, the GPS didn't work, my car got stuck in the mud so I had to get out of the car, I thought it would be ok Got someone to give me a phone call to get the car out, but halfway through it started raining... well, I need to borrow a phone..."

She trembled and said to Rand, her teeth tapped on the cup of hot water that Rand handed her, making a slight "da da" sound.

After gulping down half a cup of hot tea, she looked slightly better, and then she raised her face and gave Rand a flattering smile.

The girl who called herself Raisha looked very young, even a little silly.

Rand frowned and thought to himself.

She didn't seem to realize at all how dangerous it was to tell a young man like Rand about her utterly helpless situation in the situation she was in.If Rand really has any ill intentions towards her - considering Raisha's young face and beautiful figure, this is very possible - she will undoubtedly put herself in a very dangerous situation .

"Sorry, I don't have a phone either, and there's no signal here... but my friend might be able to help you if he comes back tonight. He's also taken the car out, and I think you'll be here for a while. "

"yes……"

A look of disappointment appeared on Laisha's face.

Then her slender legs rubbed against each other, and the blanket fell, perhaps inadvertently, from her shoulders onto the seat.

She leaned forward (which made her chest stand out) and pleaded with embarrassment and shyness: "Sorry, I'm really cold, and the mud is itching like crazy... I can get a little Can I borrow the bathroom here? I really, really need a shower - I'll pay for it..."

Rand turned his head unobtrusively, his gaze went straight past Laisha and landed on the wall.

"Uh, you are free to use the bathroom, I'll see if there are any clothes you can wear."

Rand sighed, then said, and hurriedly left the living room.

Being around a scantily clad girl was like putting him in an ant nest, and it made him very uncomfortable.

He obviously didn't know the weird expression on Laisha's face after he turned his back.

That's right, the tank top and shorts that became transparent after being wet by the rain, and her innocent and sweet smile are all products of Raisha's calculation.

Three kilometers away from this barn is the car of her and His Royal Highness.

Vol4

...Yes, when Rogers fled to this small farm with Rand and Munster, they didn't know that the prince and Laisha had been following them.

At that time, the "Prince" had sensed something was wrong with Rand.

"He shouldn't be like that, the body fragments that go into him will form a cyst, but it will never make him like that... His breath smells exactly like a goddamn siren..."

On the night when Rand and Munster held hands and tortured the residents of the entire apartment building through "singing", the "Prince" was also downstairs, forced to accept strong hormones.

It was more shocking than anyone else, because it found that it had started to feel anxious because of the aura emitted by that low-level human being (the correct term is a strong impulse that is higher than anxiety, of course, the prince will never admit this. a little).

Everything is so wrong.

There was definitely something wrong with that human.

The prince soon realized this.

However, Rogers' move to take Rand out of the city undoubtedly brought him a lot of trouble. Out of the crowd's cover, creatures like "Prince" are likely to be noticed by Munster.So for a while, he and Laisha have been observing Munster from a distance... Later, the focus of observation became Rand.

As Rand's alienation became more and more serious, the prince became more and more shocked by his extremely high similarity to the siren.

This is simply impossible.

Eventually, the Prince could no longer watch things continue to spiral out of control like this.He sent Laisha, who had a weaker siren breath and a more harmless appearance, to Rand's side.

"Get me some of Rand's body parts, hair, nails, skin, of course, the best is semen, I don't care what method you use, but you have to get those things, I have to find out what he is -"

This is the prince's request to Raisha.

Raisha didn't think it was difficult at first, especially considering that as a lonely girl, collecting a man's "semen" was simply too easy.

And her plan was going well until she entered the living room.

But Rand's behavior completely exceeded Laisha's plan.

After looking at a woman's almost see-through blouse and ambiguous requests, all he can say is "I'll find you a blanket", "I'll find you some clothes" and "I'll get you some hot water"? !

What the hell is going on?

Raisha felt that she was a little emotionally unstable.She knew there was more than just Rand in this room, there was another real beast here, stronger and more bloodthirsty.Although her own breath is not strong, and she has covered her body with perfume containing animal materials to cover it up, but if the time delay is too long, she still has a great chance of being noticed by the beast.

Raisha is not afraid of death, but she also hopes to spend a longer period of time with her beloved "Prince".

She didn't want to lose the life she finally got here.

……