Demi-human Girls Completion Manual

"...Nun, tell a fable, will you?"

"Go ahead."

"Do you know the Titanic?"

"... What is that?"

"Ah, it’s... never mind, I’m starting to lose my mind."

The messy-haired woman in front of her shook her head helplessly. The nun couldn’t help but feel as if something was always writhing on the woman’s body.

"The situation is like this now: imagine you’re a passenger on a large ship sailing across the boundless sea. Suddenly, Death God appears and mischievously tells the Captain, Chief Officer, and others a prophecy. But no one can understand exactly what the prophecy says; they only know one thing: this ship is destined to sink. However, where it will sink and how it will happen remain mysteries."

The woman animatedly performed, vividly portraying several roles, recreating the entire scene on the ship.

"The Captain said, ’Ah, if it’s that dangerous, let’s hasten back to where we started!’ The Chief Officer said, ’Wait, Captain, what if the prophecy says we’ll sink where we turn back? We should bravely move forward and find a nearby place to dock!’ The Second Officer said, ’Ha, isn’t it possible we could sink while looking for a place to dock?’ The Third Officer said, ’We should keep heading to our destination and not deviate from our course!’ The helmsman said, ’We might as well just wait here to die...’ "

The next moment, her smile abruptly stopped, transforming into a somewhat eerie, expressionless face that seemed more appropriate for that moment.

She pointed straight at the nun in front of her, speaking slowly,

"At that moment, you, an ordinary person on the ship, are exceptionally clever. You accidentally overheard the prophecy Death God told the Captain and secretly deciphered what it truly means. But when you realize what the prophecy means, you find it’s so close that you feel nothing you do can change the sinking destiny...

"But you do have one choice: to quietly slip away alone. Abandon everything on the ship, the damn prophecy, the friends you made, the devout believers—discard it all and run away. After all, except for those few Captains and Chief Officers, none of the passengers know the prophecy; they’re still reveling day and night in the cabins, living merrily..."

The nun furrowed her brow in confusion, thoughtfully considering the woman’s words before murmuring,

"Hmm, can’t you escape with more people... if you already have a way?"

"Of course not; think about it. How could a mischievous Death God bear to watch many prey who are about to fall into their hands just run away? Maybe with so many passengers on the ship, losing one person wouldn’t matter, but if two, three, or more start disappearing?"

The woman shook her head again, explaining further,

"Moreover, honestly, most people on this ship aren’t good to you either. Perhaps you shouldn’t even be a person on this ship; maybe you should be a dirty, despised rat... Ha, in this way, it’s more logical: it’s rats who can overhear conversations of bigshot and escape from Death, right?"

The nun pondered but didn’t dwell on the prophecy, focusing on its loopholes.

She looked worriedly at the woman, whose eyes seemed vacant. After hesitating for a moment, she suddenly opened her arms and embraced the woman.

The nun’s selfless, gentle, devoutly warm hug melted the woman’s words just as they were about to leave her lips. The woman was slightly taken aback and spread her arms naturally without hugging back.

A second later, the nun gently released the woman and said,

"Though this prophecy might not be about you, I can feel your confusion and pain. You feel guilty, regretful, and a rat or villain wouldn’t feel that..."

The woman glanced at the nun, then chuckled and said,

"If it were before, and a beauty like you was in my arms, I would already be prprprpr..."

The nun picked up a broom with a blank expression, only to be interrupted by the woman’s laughter behind her,

"Just kidding. You know I’m not like that. Although I’m a little lewd, I’ve reformed."

The nun sighed speechlessly and looked again at the woman with vacant eyes beside her. After hesitating for a moment, she suddenly said,

"If there’s really no way to avoid it, then leave..."

The woman next to her turned to look at her, but the nun continued staring at the words of Kado’s classic text in front of her, knowing that soon those words would be erased.

Considering the current sensitive environment, the nun thought the black-haired woman beside her might be a Kado Person surviving in Nali, although her face didn’t quite match. But her face was mostly hidden in her black hair; perhaps the nun hadn’t observed closely enough?

Just based on that head of black hair, maybe it could indicate her Kado identity?