Demi-human Girls Completion Manual-Chapter 47 - 44
47: 44.
Exposure
47: 44.
Exposure
Philone City’s streets lacked the historic and cultural flair of Saint Nali’s names; instead, they were named in a stark and brutal fashion according to numerical order from the outskirts to the center.
As one moved towards the periphery, houses became more dense and inexpensive.
Similar to other cities, there were countless retail stores—a perfect spot for Fisher and his companions to purchase goods.
Fisher’s carriage came to a stop at the end of Second Street.
Glancing at Qi Qi, who seemed to clench her fists a bit nervously beside him, he donned his gentleman’s hat and said to her,
“We’re here, go ahead; we’ll be watching over you.”
“Okay…
okay!”
Qi Qi, her face flushed, used the carriage’s edge to steady herself as she disembarked, holding a gift box half her size as she searched along the street for the address Angela had included in her letter.
In front of a residential building with a fruit shop below, she hesitated for a long while before finally deciding that this must be where her pen pal lived.
“An…
Angela…”
She whispered to the room above, trying not to reveal her sharp teeth, but after waiting for a long time, there was no response. freёnovelkiss.com
Qi Qi paused for a second on the spot, then took a deep breath and shouted up,
“Angela!”
“I’m here!
Who is it?”
Her voice finally loud enough to attract the attention of the fruit vendors and passers-by, she also received a reply from a child-like voice above.
Ah, no, my teeth.
Qi Qi quickly covered her mouth with a flushed face, terrified of anyone seeing the part of her that differed from humans.
A head peeked from the window of the second-floor room; it belonged to a girl with tea-colored long hair and freckles, roughly Qi Qi’s age, whose big smile showed she was missing a tooth or two.
“Oh, are you…
are you Qi Qi?!”
Angela looked down at the girl below, dressed in a dress and sporting a western hat, her face red.
After a moment’s thought, she excitedly called out,
“Wait, Qi Qi, I’ll be right down!”
After she ran back into her room, Angela’s shouts could still be faintly heard,
“Mom!
I told you my pen pal isn’t a scammer or a trafficker, but a girl around my own age!
I’m going out!
I’ll be back before dinner!
It’s just nearby!”
Accompanied by a commotion, there was a “ding dong” sound from within the residence, and several seconds later, Angela, putting on her shoes, rushed out from the gate below.
“Qi Qi!
I finally get to see you!”
She hopped over and hugged the petite Qi Qi, rubbing against her soft, long hair before happily looking at her.
“An…
Angela, this is my present for you…”
Qi Qi, her face still red, handed over the prettily wrapped gift box to Angela.
Her skirt’s hem was lifted slightly by her excited tail, but she quickly pressed it down with her hands to prevent it from wagging uncontrollably.
Tail, tail, stop moving around, or I’ll be found out!
“Ah, thank you, Qi Qi.
But I didn’t prepare a gift for you…” Angela accepted Qi Qi’s gift, looking somewhat troubled as she scratched her head, then suddenly proposed with a smile, “How about I treat you to a coffee instead, come with me!”
Angela grabbed Qi Qi’s hand and pulled her toward another direction on the street.
The street along the outer wall, unlike the interior with music, maids, and incense-filled coffee shops, could hardly be called a coffee shop—it looked more like a simple outdoor beverage stall.
Occasionally, workers passing by would buy some alcohol to drink here, also taking the opportunity to sit, chat, and rest.
There were no elegant waiters here, only a bare-armed uncle walking around with a smoking pipe, serving drinks to the customers.
“Bert!
I’m bringing a friend, we want two milk coffees!”
“You should call me uncle, so impolite…” The uncle, glancing at Angela who ran over, pursed his lips while calling his wife in the kitchen to make the coffee.
Then he noticed Qi Qi, dressed like a little princess, “Angela, where did you meet this young lady?
If she’s lost, it’s best you ask your mother to call the police.”
“No!
She’s my friend Qi Qi; I’m here to treat her to coffee.”
Angela stuck out her tongue at uncle Bert, with a mischievous grin.
“That so…
find yourselves a place to sit; the coffee will be ready in a bit.”
Angela helped Qi Qi climb onto the tall bar stool, placed the gift on the table, and then held her hands while looking at Qi Qi,
“Angela, did you…
did you read the last letter I wrote to you?”
“I did!
So, you like Lady Lao Fang’s poetry as well, Qi Qi?
I’ve learned so many of her poems at school; they are hard to memorize but really well written.”
“I…
I’ve seen her collection of poems in my father’s room before, Dad said her words are very gentle, and I think so too.”
“Shall we try to write poetry like her?
I’ve brought a pencil!”
Angela pulled out a pencil from her pocket, suggesting with a smile.
“Sure!”
Qi Qi’s eyes lit up, and her legs swung back and forth on the bar stool.
Behind her, the neatly-dressed Fisher entered the outdoor drink stall with several Dragon-men.
The appearance of these Dragon-men immediately drew the attention of everyone around; a few drunken men, eyes blurred, seemed about to say something scornful, but fell silent upon seeing the leading gentleman.
