Demi-human Girls Completion Manual

Mr. Fisher had a long dream, in which he was lying flat on the bed just like this, wrapped in warm bedding and his body.

He vaguely felt the warm, smooth scales of Rafael by his side, as tranquil as she was in the South Continent, leaning against his shoulder, her fair and soft skin creamy and fragranced, her red and smooth hair spreading out like a sea of roses, exuding her burning heat.

He reached out to stroke her back, and for a moment, as he watched her peaceful profile, wanting to say something and yet not wanting to, the bed remained silent except for Mr. Fisher’s stroking hand.

It was not until Rafael stretched comfortably, sitting up to look at him with laughter in her green eyes,

"Long time no see, have you missed me?"

After such a long absence, she seemed to have become cunning, her dragon claw moving up Mr. Fisher’s arm until it reached his chest, where his heart lay, "If you say you’ve missed me, there’s a reward for you."

"...Missed."

Mr. Fisher couldn’t help but touch her cheek, her crimson horns still shining bright, and when she heard Mr. Fisher’s words, Rafael’s mouth curved into a radiant smile.

But the next second, she reached behind her on the bed, and abruptly pulled out a dagger.

The shimmering dagger was thrust straight at Mr. Fisher’s chest, poised to pierce through him in a second, the blade tip already touching his erected goosebumps, the coldness seeping into Mr. Fisher’s heart.