Translator:- Max
You guys might wanna wait for the part 2 and/or 3(hopefully only 1 more parts, not 2)
The air was filled with the acrid smell of burning. Surrounding him with a sky full of fire, with the surroundings distorted and torn apart by the twisting tongues of fire. Despite the heavy rain falling from the sky, the flames showed no sign of abating. The ship’s hull rocked violently, and people fled in panic, everything plunged into a devastating chaos.
Nowhere to escape. Nowhere to escape.
Not just the body, but the soul as well.
Yukimura rushed to the deck and plunged into the rain.
The kendo uniform on his body had a large tear, running from his back to his waist, and his skin still retained the warmth left by the merman’s webbed claws. Although it should have been cold, at this moment, it was burning. Even the rain couldn’t wash away that sharp, painful, sweet burning sensation, mixed with the viscous feel of blood, extending all the way to the parts too shy to mention.
His whole body was slightly trembling all over. He lifted his head in the rain and took a deep breath. His body was suddenly knocked as a person fell at his feet, their neck bearing horrifying bites and tear marks. He jumped in shock, staggered slightly. The dying person’s eyes were still wide open, their hand clenched, gripping his ankle as if holding onto his last straw. “Yukimura-kun… help… mermaids…”
“Kondo-kun!” He helped the person up, but the person convulsed all over, their neck tilted, and their unfocused eyes, still open, reflected the flickering flames, like two white paper lanterns torn apart by the wind in a mourning hall.
His hands trembled, and he took a few steps back, but then he noticed the long trail of blood that had been dragged from the cabin door to his feet, with strands of black seaweed entangled in it.
Yes, it’s true, it’s out of control! Out of control! This was the merman’s revenge!
A voice screamed in his mind, so deafening that it drowned out the roaring thunderstorm in the sky.
“Only you can save us, Chiba! It won’t harm you! Control it!”
A familiar voice penetrated the rain curtain and reached his ears. That was his father’s shout.
“Father!” He responded, following the sound, and saw his father standing on the second level of the ship’s cabin. His father appeared to be injured, clutching his abdomen, but his clothes were soaked in a large patch of blue liquid——he recognized it as merfolk blood.
The blood belonged to Asura.
His heart tightened suddenly, and he instinctively looked towards the nearby, pitch-black cabin door. Inside, a shadow moved faintly like a lingering ghost, akin to his haunting nightmare. He stared at it, thinking that all of this seemed predestined—a fate, a cycle. His encounter with the merfolk seemed to follow the guidance of destiny. He had foreseen that it would lead to this point.
As if responding to his premonition, the shadow gradually took shape in the darkness, drawing nearer.
Before the light could fully reveal his nightmare-like body, Yukimura saw those two cold and piercing black eyes. They locked gazes, feeling both the coldness of the sea and the burning heat on his about-to-die body from experience. Just last night, and even moments ago, they had embraced each other, bodies tightly intertwined, branding their warmth onto each other as if they were intimately lovers.
Lovers.
We’re sorry for MTLers or people who like using reading mode, but our translations keep getting stolen by aggregators so we’re going to bring back the copy protection. If you need to MTL please retype the gibberish parts.
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He slowly glided out of the cabin, the shadows receding from his form, and the firelight illuminated his face.
The merman’s long tail trailed behind him, its blood-stained scales gleaming with a brilliant purplish-red hue in the firelight, like the blade of a murderer who had just gone through a slaughter. No, not like, but in fact.
Yukimura lifted his eyelids and gazed at the merman’s upper body. His pale skin was covered in blood stains, red in colour, human blood. A katana was embedded in the merman’s back, and he recognized it as belonging to his father.
Those black eyes that had once gazed at him with deep love now burned with the flames of vengeance. Only when their gazes met did a trace of warmth flicker in their depths. The merman’s love, for him, was too extravagant and too precious. It was like a knife pinned to the chopping board, peeling off skin and bones, dripping with blood, yet a love that was like a knife cutting skin deep and was impossible to abandon.
But in the face of the sins they had committed and the cost of the entire ship’s crew, what qualifications did this love have to be mentioned again?
He, too, was one of the sinners. He needed to atone.
“Asura…”
Opening his mouth, he spoke, but the voice seemed not his own. His mind felt somewhat in a trance, and he saw the shadow in the night drawing closer, growing larger. He appeared so tiny and petty and low before him, like a fisherman worshipping the Sea God. He loved the merman so deeply, and the most profound return the merman had given him was to engulf him in the waves, swallowing him deep within.
Only, he was afraid of tarnishing it.
He knelt down, like a believer atoning for his sins before God.
His white judo uniform was soaked through by the rain, and its hem clung to the deck. His hands, in the rain, were as pale as the floating corpses, and the puddle of rainwater underneath him mirrored his troubled and despairing face, looking battered and exhausted.
“You are the God of the sea… How could I dare to offend you? I shouldn’t have…” He lowered his head, and his trembling voice spilled from his throat. “I beg you to spare the people on this ship, as if I had never met you…”
He couldn’t even hear what he had said himself. His mind was in utter chaos.
The sound of the dragging fishtail drew nearer, even nearer, yet he didn’t dare to lift his head to look at his lover.
And then he struck Asura.
All he could see were sprawled bodies on the ground, his comrades, their hands tainted with merfolk’s blood, each receiving their retribution one by one.
He hadn’t yet, and perhaps never would. He understood from the Asura’s gaze that even if he killed everyone on the ship as revenge, he would still spare his own life. Because he regarded him as his spouse, as his lover.
His father’s cries for help echoed from afar, accompanied by the survivors’ intermittent wails, and the weight of their mission pressed down on the young man’s frail shoulders, causing his arms to go weak. The shadow above seemed like a nightmare descending, and the merman’s webbed claws gently touched his shoulder, lifting his chin and pulling him up from the deck.
A pair of strong arms embraced his faltering body, and those black eyes, reflecting the firelight, chased his distracted gaze.
The young man slumped in the crook of the arms around him, gazing at his merman. In that moment, hot tears seemed on the verge of spilling from his eyes but flowed back as the merman lowered his head to kiss him, and the entire world became blurry.
“It’s over, Asura. We’re together…”
He murmured softly, trembling, as he reached out and found the hilt of the katana embedded in Asura’s back. He thrust it deeper, the blade piercing through their bodies, uniting him with his merman.
There was no pain, just a moment where all sensation faded away, leaving only the feeling of Asura’s embrace as real. Their bodies grew weightless, as if flying into the sky, then plummeted heavily, sinking into the warm seawater.
“Ah…”
He gasped for air, like someone drowning, struggling to wake from the dream. His body was drenched in sweat, and his undershirt clung tightly to his body, making him feel very uncomfortable.
It was already daylight. Sunlight filtered in through the small circular window in the cabin, illuminating his face. He stared at the tiny specks of dust floating in the air for a moment, feeling blinded by the light. After rubbing his dry eyes, he faintly saw several seagulls soaring through the sky, and at the same time, something in his mind suddenly jumped.
Some scattered images emerged from his chaotic mind, and then disappeared in a wink. He tried to grasp them but only managed to catch a fragment. He could vaguely recall the raging flames, the surrounding blood, and the figure of the purple-tailed merman in the night. Everything else was disordered and blurry, and he couldn’t tell what had truly happened in his dream.
It was this dream again. It had always lingered in some deep corner of his memory, as if playing a game of hide and seek with him. When he tried to see it clearly, it would hide in the unknown, and when he would be dreaming dazedly, it would unexpectedly jump out.
Too strange. This dream was entangled endlessly, persistently trying to weave itself into his life, telling him that this was something he had truly experienced, yet leaving no trace.
Like a mirage, it was vague and with nothing in it.
The merman with the purple tail from his dream had yet to appear in reality. None of the merpeople they had captured and imprisoned in the ship’s hold matched the shadow he had seen in his dream.
When will you appear…
He muttered to himself, unconsciously reaching out his hand towards the empty air. His slender fingers were penetrated by the light, allowing a bright red to seep through the gaps, like blood. Perhaps it was the dazzling sunlight, but he unexpectedly felt pain in the corner of his eye, as if tears were about to spill over.
——Yukimura Chiba, do you believe in reincarnation?
In your current life, you are not your complete self; you haven’t encountered the other half of your soul. Your dreams originate from the obsession of your past life. It’s another version of yourself trying to tell you something, my child. You will eventually follow the mysterious and exorable path laid out by fate, stepping onto a road with no return.
Don’t be trapped by fate. Your sins have already been atoned for.
The aged voice of the miko said so in his memory.
What does it mean? He tightened his fingers, closed his eyes, and shakily took a deep breath, removing the sweat-soaked undershirt. The slender and frail body of the young man was exposed to the light, exuding a kind of morbid beauty.
“Yukimura-kun! Come out quickly, we’ve caught another mermaid using the resonance sonar net!”
The urgent voice of his companion came from outside the cabin, but the door maintained its etiquette and was knocked only three times.
“I got it! I’ll be right there!”
Quickly putting on his waterproof suit and rain boots, Yukimura pushed the door and rushed outside. Sailors were gathered at the bow, peering at the retrieval machine being lifted from the water. As he approached, he saw the fishing net being hoisted up, and water splashed down. His heart suddenly began to pound wildly, and he widened his eyes to distinguish the colour of the fishtail within the net. What emerged from the net’s mesh was a silver-white fish scale they had never seen before, as if adorned with diamond-studded gauze, glistening in the sunlight.
It wasn’t purple. Despite the awe, his heart dropped back from his throat to its original place.
He pulled out his camera from his pants pocket and calmly, skillfully recorded the appearance of this new-comer. Its mermaid tail was longer than any they had seen before, and its upper body was exceptionally fair-skinned, covered in a silvery sheen. It looked like a work of art carved from ice, rather than a living being.
So beautiful ah…
This was probably a special species of mermaid. Did it have the serum that his father and the others need to extract?
While he was thinking this, he heard a young male voice coming from the fishing net, “Yukimura!”
Yukimura Chiba, who was recording diligently, couldn’t help but be stunned, and the entire ship fell into a sudden silence. Everyone was taken aback. The mermaid was calling his name? He took a few incredulous steps forward, gazing into the fishing net. A pair of slender arms reached out through a hole, gripping the nylon line beside the net, and a head was pushed out with great effort.
And then he saw the face of a very handsome European youth. Beneath wet, clinging strands of hair, a pair of star-like, incredibly bright eyes were locked onto him. The eagerness and surprise in that gaze seemed to hint that they had met somewhere before. He stood there, stunned, and only to hear the merman exclaim clearly in Japanese: “Yukimura, I’m Desharow, we’ve met before!”
This time he was truly stunned. A strange sensation overcame him, plunging him into a dazed state. Just as he was lost in thought, the fishing net had been hoisted onto the deck. Before he could figure out what was happening, the merman who called himself “Desharow” had been carried into the room where the mermaids were being housed by the others.
Then, his father and several medical doctors entered and closed the cabin door behind them.
Translator’s note:- Hi guys, sorry I had to divide this in 2 or even 3 parts cause this chapter is like a 5 ch in 1 kinda deal so it’s a bit hard! Next update should be out soon, next week maybe, Wednesday or Thursday as my amazing body decided to go sick AGAIN like. And also sadly this is the last extra of this entire novel.
And have you guys had instances where you almost choked while trying to drink water and your brain’s like ‘I dunno how to drink’ and you kinda choke on a few occasions or is it just me?
And behold the master-piece that came on my editor s0ymilk.’s IG page which has to bless everyone’s eyes~ Also the ID or username above is their actual account so go check them out, more DM’s cosplay~
And update on current situation- The landlord doesn’t believe us as ‘Nobody before us complained about it’ about our neighbour’s(above us) units being added in our meter and we even asked them to bring their own mechanic/electrician to see and fix it(as this is fraud since they are benefiting from our extra money and would have to pay less bill). The reading is still increasing so fast as it’s joined for 2 households and they aren’t even sending a electrician yet. We’ll discuss and if they are still like this and all, then we might as well shift since we are even being mistreated plus getting scammed like this ahhh. Plus we gotta pay for 2 households worth of electricity now. But thanks to all of you guys for all the support, I’m really indebted to you guys
. And usually I had a 10$ per bonus ch for any support but since this novel is just one or 2 chs away from end, I can do the following way as compensation for kofi!!
And soon when this novel ends(one or 2 parts of this extra), I’ll open a poll maybe or something or you guys can just comment me some good dropped(at least 3 months or the previous translator said they dropped it somewhere) or totally untranslated fluffy bl novels. Tho they shouldn’t have angst, bad ending or be QT or UF(as parting with each arc just hurts my soul) and not horror or survival kinda novels but just fluff. And if it’s QT then they should have already established relationship. That’s about it, I guess, if you guys have a novel you like, like this then be sure to comment plus I will also add my own top favorite want to translate novels too at last extra where you guys can vote in comments too.
Sorry for the long essays!!!
Omg, it is epic XD I think that Desh is really proud of himself right now, having his best time of his life XD. Now I really am sad that it is going to end but at the same time everything needs to end
And of course I’m sorry for the translator, people sometimes can be d*cks cause they can. I hope everything turns out well!
Thank you for the update can’t wait for the next chapter 🩵