Hi Master, Little Mermaid Will Support You! 53

Chapter 53

Wen Ming regained consciousness, feeling the calmness of his mental seascape before even opening his eyes—

Serene, organized, as if it had returned to its undamaged state.

Did Mother develop a more effective soothing agent?

Where’s MuMu?

Wen Ming tried to move his arm, but it was numb.

He looked down and saw the little mermaid sleeping beside him, its head resting on his arm.

Wen Ming exhaled softly and stroked MuMu’s hair with his other hand.

“Purr… awoo?”

MuMu woke up sleepily, sat up, and hugged Wen Ming’s head excitedly:

Master! You’re alive again!

Wen Ming moved his numb arm, and MuMu shifted, hugging it instead:

“Awoo!” Look, a live Master, let me rub against it!

MuMu rubbed against something wet.

“…”

It quickly wiped away the liquid that seemed to be its own saliva and explained seriously:

“Boo, click.” Don’t worry, seafood like us tends to be wet.

“Awake?”

Dai Rong, hearing the commotion, entered the room: “Your mental seascape is stable, what medicine did you use?”

Wen Ming looked at her, puzzled: “I was about to ask you the same question.”

“?” Dai Rong mirrored his expression. “Your mental seascape was already calm when I arrived.”

Wen Ming suddenly felt a cold sensation on his palm.

The little mermaid had buried its face there, as if trying to hide its entire body.

“…” Wen Ming changed his story. “I remember now, I injected the special soothing agent while I was still disoriented.”

“So that’s it, the medicine was more effective than expected. Your mental seascape is as if it was never unstable.”

Dai Rong left another dose of the special soothing agent: “But I’m certain your mental seascape was unstable, why else would you bite your lip until it bled?”

Wen Ming was even more confused.

MuMu buried its face deeper, not daring to move even its tail:

I can’t nibble so hard next time I soothe…

“The Marshal was here looking for you.”

Dai Rong handed Wen Ming a package, relaying the message: “She sent this, said you’re MuMu’s protector, responsible for all its actions.”

MuMu’s eyes lit up.

To a Jiao Ren, “responsible” was the highest form of commitment.

A human’s “I’m responsible for you” translated to “Hello, let’s get married” in Jiao Ren.

MuMu pressed its claws against the back of Wen Ming’s hand:

“Woo?” Hear that? According to the livestream comments, this is an official announcement!

“I’ll be going then, if there’s nothing else.”

Dai Rong glanced into the mermaid cage: “Xiao Yu is acting strangely, constantly looking shocked, probably scared by the unfamiliar environment…”

MuMu shuddered: Xiao Yu’s memory is that good?

“Awoo!” Xiao Yu, don’t be like me!

MuMu called out to the departing mermaid cage.

Wen Ming escorted Dai Rong to her airship. When he returned to his room, MuMu had already torn open the package, scattering paper everywhere.

He quickly snatched a card from its claws:

“Don’t tear this, it’s your residency permit.”

MuMu pulled out another item and held it up, gesturing at itself: “Awoo?” What about this?

“A muzzle, to restrain you if you lose control and try to bite.”

“Whoo!” Sounds cool, put it on me!

MuMu tried to put the muzzle on, nudging Wen Ming with it.

“Interested in this too?” Wen Ming chuckled, helping it put it on. “Very handsome.”

“Roar!” Beware of the crocodile!

MuMu roared fiercely, then paused: “Boo.” I mean, the vicious fish.

It was amused by its own pun and rolled around laughing.

The shredded paper in the sleep pod floated upwards, tickling its nose, and it sneezed repeatedly.

The little mermaid’s return had brought life back into the house.

In its human form, MuMu’s skin was delicate, and the tight muzzle left red marks.

Wen Ming took it off: “No need to wear it, you can do whatever you want, I’m responsible for you no matter what.”

Responsible!

MuMu pictured a proposal scene from a melodrama and solemnly placed its claw on Wen Ming’s hand:

“Awoo.” Master, no need for words, I understand.

Humans usually exchange rings at a time like this.

MuMu took off the seashell necklace and put it on Wen Ming:

“Boo.” Our family isn’t wealthy, so this seashell will have to do, okay?

The little mermaid tossed a handful of shredded paper into the air, like flower petals at a wedding:

“Awoo—” We’re married!

Wen Ming: ?

MuMu, playing multiple roles, solemnly imitated a wedding officiant:

“Awoo, awoo!” Now, the groom may kiss the bride.

It quickly switched to the “groom” role, grabbing Wen Ming’s neck and pulling him closer for a kiss.

“!” Just as their lips were about to touch, Wen Ming pushed MuMu away.

“What… are you doing?”

MuMu saw the shock in Wen Ming’s eyes: “Awoo.”

Its “awoo” was flat, as if this was the most normal thing in the world.

“Slap!”

MuMu swatted his hand away and “hmphed” domineeringly: Don’t be shy, you didn’t resist last time!

Wen Ming, who had been unconscious during their “last time”: ?

MuMu cupped his face and kissed him forcefully.

Their faces were inches apart, and Wen Ming’s ears were filled with the little mermaid’s purring.

The muffled purring was like a thunderclap in Wen Ming’s heart. He couldn’t think, couldn’t move, only instinctively placing his hand on the back of MuMu’s head…

“Slap!”

MuMu swatted his hand away again, ending the kiss.

It joyfully tossed more paper into the air: “Awoo!” Now we’re really married!

“…MuMu,” Wen Ming’s voice was hoarse. “Do you understand what we just did?”

MuMu nodded firmly.

“So you…”

“Ding!”

The sleep pod interrupted: “High-intensity soothing detected, it is recommended to move away from this device to avoid energy overload.”

Wen Ming’s mind cleared slightly.

He finally pulled himself away from the afterglow of the kiss and examined his mental seascape—

The energy was securely contained, not only had it not leaked, but it felt stronger than before.

A mermaid’s soothing was like “watering,” while MuMu’s was like “fertilizing,” far beyond the scope of ordinary soothing.

Such incredibly powerful soothing, and he hadn’t even noticed…

Wen Ming’s expression was complex as he muttered to himself:

“You were soothing me…”

MuMu blinked at him.

Wen Ming met its gaze, then quickly looked away, his fingers gently covering its eyes: “Thank you, MuMu.”

The little mermaid had another ability that could be coveted, but it didn’t matter, he could protect it now.

Wen Ming returned to work the next day.

“Growl!” Not even sick leave? What a terrible company!

MuMu, transformed into its human form, grumbled as it fiddled with the home butler’s casing: “Little Butler, can you still livestream without being inside your body?”

“Beep beep, activating livestream mode.”

MuMu removed its ear stud: “Let’s hurry and livestream so Master can escape that company’s clutches!”

[Yes! The masked streamer is back, our mermaids are saved!]

[Seriously, why this time? My boss just came back from his trip, I can’t slack off now. /Pulling hair/]

[Feeling sorry for the person above for a second, this is too coincidental, like it was planned.]

The Comment Assistant announced: “Randomly selecting connected user, connecting with ‘Overtime Makes Me Happy.'”

“?” MuMu looked at the connected user. “Are you being serious with that username?”

The connected user chuckled wryly: “Completely serious.”

MuMu adjusted its mask, hiding its complex expression: “Is liking overtime a fundamental human trait?”

Could it be that Master works overtime because he enjoys it, not because he’s forced to?

Should I stop criticizing the company?

“Haha, of course not!” The connected user waved his hand. “It’s sarcasm, you know?”

MuMu nodded confidently: “I know!”

That company deserves to be criticized!

[The streamer’s cautious tone when asking about the username, as if afraid the person is actually mentally ill, I’m dying of laughter!]

[The masked streamer understands mermaids, but not humans?]

[He probably doesn’t use StarNet much, he doesn’t get a lot of the jokes, let’s not use them anymore.]

[If you say that, I want to tease him with jokes even more. /Smirk/]

The connected user pointed the camera at his mermaid: “Streamer, look.”

Dozens of juvenile mermaids were swimming in a large pool.

MuMu exclaimed: “Wow, so many mermaid babies!”

“I’m a mermaid caretaker.”

The connected user explained: “Newborn mermaids are raised here until they’re old enough to soothe.”

“Oh, oh!” So that’s how normal mermaids grow up!

MuMu’s gaze was glued to the adorable little mermaids: “Where can I find a job like yours? I want to be a caretaker too.”

[No, streamer! Your job as a streamer is the shared wish of the entire interstellar world!]

[Please, stay locked in this profession, I forbid you from changing careers. /Crying/]

[Connected user, the fate of this livestream rests on you, dissuade him!]

“My job is terrible!”

The connected user, receiving this galaxy-wide urgent mission, quickly thought of a solution:

“Remember my username? I’m either working overtime or on my way to work overtime, my working hours are countless times longer than your livestreaming hours!”

“Then I can’t be a caretaker.” MuMu said dejectedly.

“That’s great!”

“Huh?”

“I mean…” The connected user corrected himself. “It’s great that I connected with you, I have so many questions about mermaid care.”

MuMu cupped its face in its hands, smiling warmly at the little mermaids: “Let me hear what the little cuties are saying.”

[Masked Streamer Defense successful!]

[Well done, connected user, spending every day with little mermaids, your soul must be purified, I want this job now.]

[The streamer’s smile is so warm, he clearly loves mermaids.]

“I feed them regularly, spend a lot of time with them, but I don’t think they recognize me.”

The connected user stirred the water in the pool, and the nearby mermaids immediately scattered:

“Like that, they’re scared of me, unlike domesticated mermaids, which warm up to you after a while.”

[Juvenile mermaids are even less intelligent than adults, it’s normal that they don’t recognize you.]

[Normally, I’d agree, but the masked streamer has changed my understanding of mermaids, there must be a reason!]

[Agreed, calling them unintelligent just because we don’t understand their behavior makes us look stupid.]

A few juvenile mermaids had gathered together, and the connected user stealthily approached, turning up the microphone volume.

“Woo, whoo?”

“Awoo! Pop, pop…”

MuMu nodded at the connected user: “They really don’t recognize you.”

[Damn, no twist, not the usual style of this livestream.]

[Mermaids associate food with the person who gives it to them, they should be able to remember the caretaker…]

‘Hey, look, that sneaky guy is watching us again!’

‘Woo, is he a fish thief?’

‘He smells like food, maybe he’s stealing it.’

‘No! The food is a gift from the invisible mystery person, let’s eat it quickly, don’t leave any for him!’

Watching the little mermaids rush to eat their food, MuMu scratched its chin and asked:

“How do you usually feed them?”

“With an automatic feeder.” The connected user picked up a remote control. “I control it remotely.”

MuMu chuckled: “They think the food is a gift from an ‘invisible mystery person.'”

The connected user froze.

“How do you clean the mermaid pool?”

“I transfer them out, clean the pool, then put them back in.”

“No wonder they say that after they go out for a while, the mystery person cleans the pool.” MuMu concluded, “They don’t know you’re the caretaker.”

[Without the caretaker’s hard work, there would be no “mystery person” for the little mermaids to imagine. /Crying laughing/]

[Overtime makes me happy, but not when the credit goes to an imaginary being, haha!]

[This could be a five-episode documentary.]

The connected user chuckled wryly: “They think I’m a fairy godmother?”

MuMu knew the words “fairy” and “godmother,” but not together, and asked curiously: “What does that mean?”

“It’s an old human story. Someone brought home a large snail, and every day, while they were out working, the snail would transform into a human and cook and clean.”

The caretaker touched the back of his head: “Sounds a lot like me, doesn’t it?”

MuMu hesitated: No, it sounds more like me…