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The Merman, My Man by Black Velvet Chapter 63

I was petrified by Dicken’s stare and couldn’t move.

But the shouting voice outside immediately drew my attention. “To the idiot who’s still in there, if you don’t come out now, I will blast the door open with dynamite! “

He then laughed sinisterly. “Or else, I will blast someone’s head open! “

 

Shortly after, I could hear someone cock the safety of a gun, followed by the sound of Henry’s crying. He screamed in agony, “Stop! Help! Don’t kill me! Miss Linda, please help me! “

Henry’s wailing felt like a stab through my heart. Now, I was much calmer than before. Every move I made would affect the lives of those outside my door.

‘I must think of a plan where I can protect my life as well as theirs. If I walk out there meekly like just now, I ‘ll just be feeding myself to the wolves. Dicken is ferocious. Asking for his help is my best option. ‘

I could feel my chest well up with courage. With the feeling of responsibility to save the sailors, I turned around and grabbed Dicken’s arm.

 

My forehead was right below his chin, and this was the first time I got close to Dicken of my own volition.

The memories of how he violated me filled my thoughts yet again, but I tried my best to push them to a corner of my mind and suppress the embarrassment that came with it. I spoke to him slowly and softly, “Listen here, Dick… oh, no.“

 

Realizing what I had almost said, I awkwardly stopped myself. I intentionally slowed down the pace of my words so that he could understand what I said next. “Mr. Merman, I need your help. I will walk out there soon, but I hope you can find a place to hide. Then, you can wait for an opportunity to fight the people with guns.“

 

As I said that, I made a finger gun just like the one he made earlier and asked, “Do you know what I mean? Can you do it?“

I then cast him a worried look. I didn’t know how proficient he was in Japanese yet but hoped he was intelligent enough to comprehend what I was trying to say.

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