The Handbook for Completing Demi-Human Girls

Chapter 742: JK

Hearing the voice outside the door, Fisher's originally groggy consciousness instantly cleared. He hastily stood up, walked to the door, reached out, grabbed the tightly closed sliding door, and pulled it open.

"Whoosh~"

The moment the door opened, the morning light outside carrying the chill of winter crashed into Fisher's embrace, causing his thinly-clad self to instantly take a sharp breath of cold air and shrink back slightly in extreme discomfort.

It was only when he made this movement that he realized, after the fact, that he hadn't felt this sensation for a very long time.

Cold.

"...Mo, honestly, the weather is so cold right now, how could Teacher Fisher come out wearing so little..."

However, the slightly more bashful voice of the young girl before him echoed again, instantly grabbing Fisher's attention, which had been trapped by his bodily sensations. He froze slightly before lifting his head to look ahead.

Outside this wooden sliding door was a small courtyard paved with fine white pebbles. Standing right outside the door of this room was a delicate, black-haired girl.

She had black hair and a beautiful face. Her fair, baby-fat cheeks carried a peach-like blush. On her face, a pair of large, dark eyes, like longan pits, darted around evasively, seemingly afraid that they would melt if they crashed into Fisher's currently disheveled pajama-clad body.

This was definitely Jasmine's face.But the clothes on her body... what exactly were they?

Fisher's disbelieving gaze slowly moved down from the grey scarf around her neck, soon noticing that her proud bosom was currently wrapped in some unknown synthetic fabric. Judging from the craftsmanship, the material didn't seem handmade at all.

Over her white student shirt hung a black women's tie of perfectly appropriate length. A pocket was thoughtfully sewn onto the chest for the student, and Fisher could see a certain name tag hanging in front of it...

Because it was currently freezing, she wore a black worsted wool coat tailored very closely to her body over her shirt.

For her lower body, she wore a dark red knee-length skirt, and below her knees, she wore black cotton knee-high socks, outlining the excellent shape of her calves.

As Fisher's stunned gaze swept over her, Jasmine's body shrank back slightly like a mimosa pudica. It was as if she could already feel the tangible stare, to the point that she couldn't resist raising her hand to stroke a strand of black hair hanging by her temple behind her ear.

The text was from Asuka Karasawa's hometown, completely unrecognizable to Fisher. A confused look appeared on his face,

"These... these clothes..."

Fisher had never seen this style of clothing before, but surprisingly found it highly attractive and fitting for her youthful aura...

Wait, what was he thinking? Was this the time to consider the outfit she was wearing?

The main point was, why was Jasmine wearing this kind of clothing...

This outfit looked exactly like the one Asuka Karasawa had been wearing when she first descended. Did this mean that all the unfamiliar surroundings nearby belonged to the original world of Asuka Karasawa?

"Clothes? What's wrong with these clothes? Is there... is there something off, Teacher Fisher? That's strange, there shouldn't be anything wrong with a uniform..."

Hearing this, Jasmine also looked herself up and down but found nothing astray, causing her expression to turn even stranger.

And it was at this moment, while Fisher was still analyzing the oddities of Jasmine's clothing, especially the otherworldly text he couldn't recognize at all, the text in Fisher's vision seemingly realized his inability to read it and began to twist like tadpoles...

Finally, the previously unrecognizable text above gained meaning.

"Class 1-B"

"Jasmine"

This... was a name tag.

"Alright, alright, hurry up and go eat breakfast! Mom already finished making it before she asked me to come tell you, Teacher Fisher! If we don't hurry up, we're going to be late!"

"Late? Late for what?"

Jasmine puffed out her cheeks and pushed Fisher back into his room without explaining anything, merely saying,

"Hurry up and change your clothes!"

"..."

"Clack!"

The sliding door closed once more, shutting out the cold wind. But inside the room, Fisher appeared slightly disheveled.

Something wasn't right...

Jasmine didn't look like she was aware of the critical situation. Furthermore, the environment of the Transferred Person's world around here gave Fisher an extremely ominous premonition, much like being inside a dream...

Right, Dream Illusion...

Everything here should be generated by the Scarlet Mist.

Then what about Renee? And Helaire?

What exactly was the situation now?

Fisher narrowed his eyes, filled with countless doubts. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of some neatly folded clothes on the table. He picked them up and examined them, finding the style not substantially different from the Naris ones he wore previously.

Regardless, he should at least put on the clothes first.

Fisher quickly threw on the clothes. It was only when the fleece-lined vest and coat settled on his body that Fisher finally felt completely free from the cold, and his stiff body completely stretched out as if defrosted.

It seemed even his true Rank had completely reverted to that of a human?

But the world of Transferred Persons originally only had humans and no Demi-Humans, as Asuka Karasawa had mentioned before.

While pondering, Fisher reopened the door. Outside, Jasmine had her back towards Fisher, gazing at a distant wooden building beyond the wooden corridor. Faint incense drifted from there, and even the "thump, thump" sound that had awakened Fisher earlier emanated from that direction.

Fisher looked at Jasmine's back and soon noticed that the whale tail and long whale ears previously behind her had completely disappeared. Her long blue hair had also turned pitch black. Only when all the non-human organs on Jasmine's exterior vanished and she reverted to a human state did Fisher realize she truly resembled Asuka Karasawa significantly, especially while wearing this outfit.

"..."

"Ah, are you ready, Teacher Fisher?"

Hearing the sliding door open behind her, Jasmine snapped out of her reverie and hurriedly turned around, smiling as she asked Fisher,

"Are you getting used to living here, Teacher Fisher? Will Dad's sound of chanting sutras and striking the wooden fish in the morning disturb Teacher Fisher?"

"Wooden fish?"

Jasmine froze slightly, then covered her mouth and chuckled,

"Why does it feel like Teacher Fisher hasn't fully woken up today? You look very... um... cute..."

The last adjective was spoken very softly, making it hard to hear clearly.

When Fisher's probing gaze pursued her words, Jasmine hurriedly composed her expression and hopped towards the direction of the wooden corridor, her hands behind her back.

As she walked, she waved at Fisher behind her, shouting loudly,

"Hurry up and come eat breakfast, I'll go call Dad to join us!"

Fisher opened his mouth and once more surveyed the extremely unfamiliar environment. Having no other choice, he could only follow along for the time being. At the very least, he first needed to figure out what the situation was, and ideally, reunite with Renee first...

It wasn't until Fisher followed Jasmine into the wooden corridor that he truly comprehended the layout of this area. The surrounding walls were enclosed, and many trees were planted in the soil beyond the corridor. The surrounding buildings and the text on them gave Fisher the strong impression of a religious site.

The small courtyard he had been residing in just now was already on the edge of this area, like a secluded side yard in the corner.

"Yo, Mr. Fisher!"

At this moment, an extremely familiar voice echoed. Fisher's pupils shrank, and before he even turned to look, the familiar title flowed from his throat,

"Gou..."

But the moment he turned his head, the call in his throat got caught like a fishbone.

On the corridor leading to the massive wooden building in the center of the courtyard, Jasmine and a long black-haired Gou Wen beside her were approaching with smiles. However, at this time, Gou Wen was no longer wearing the traditional water-weed garments made by the Jellyfishman Race, but rather a black kasaya.

Of course, Fisher didn't recognize any kasaya; he merely felt this garment to be overly elaborate and bulky, completely clashing with Gou Wen's usual appearance.

Like Jasmine, all his Whale-kin characteristics had completely disappeared.

"Namo Amitabha... Did you sleep well last night?"

Gou Wen smiled amiably, making a strange hand gesture towards Fisher as he asked this.

Having been prepared by Jasmine's appearance, Fisher adapted very quickly this time. After a brief stupefaction, he said,

"It was okay."

"I see, that's good then..."

"That's not true... Teacher Fisher didn't sleep well yesterday. He woke up dizzy and confused, and he even stared at my clothes for a long time."

"Haha, that's because Mr. Fisher is very fond of you..."

"That's not it! It's... it's because Teacher Fisher just arrived from abroad, and he's still a bit... unaccustomed to the local environment and climate..."

The conversation between Jasmine and Gou Wen before him was harmonious. The interaction between father and daughter did indeed seem as normal as could be, yet Fisher felt it was essentially nine parts out of ten amiss.

First of all, since Gou Wen had always been in the Spirit World, he rarely saw Jasmine. Even if they never spoke of it aloud, whenever Jasmine and Gou Wen actually met, Fisher could still sense a mutual unease between them. This was entirely normal, yet now, this barrier had dissolved without a trace, and they genuinely seemed like a father and daughter who had grown up together from childhood.

Secondly...

How could Gou Wen be so straightforward about the relationship between him and Jasmine?!

It would be a miracle if he didn't draw a sword to hack at him; how could he possibly tease Jasmine like a doting father?

Shouldn't he be walking into the kitchen with a dark expression right now, grabbing a knife to chase him around the courtyard?

Something wasn't right...

"Time for breakfast, hurry up and bring Mr. Fisher over. Any later, and you'll be late, Jasmine! Did you hear me?"

"Ah, I heard you, Mom, coming now!"

Jasmine was still trying to argue, but from a distance, Xuan Can's voice made it imperative for her to quickly reply. Afterwards, she shot an exasperated glare at the chuckling Gou Wen and led Fisher towards the direction of Xuan Can's voice.

"Let's hurry up and eat breakfast, Teacher Fisher. Dad still has to worship Buddha. Let's eat first and rush to school, otherwise we'll miss the tram..."

"Wait a minute, Jasmine... I think I might have been a bit groggy from last night's sleep."

As Fisher walked with Jasmine, he rubbed his head with a slight headache.

From the few passing remarks just now, he seemed to have grasped some vital clues, allowing him to roughly deduce his current situation.

Firstly, Jasmine's outfit was the same as Asuka Karasawa's, supposedly a student uniform, indicating she should still be in the school-attending phase. Simultaneously, she also referred to him as "Teacher Fisher" and wanted to take him to school, meaning he was probably teaching at the school she attended?

Just now, Jasmine also mentioned he was from abroad and still a bit unaccustomed to the climate, so the current situation was likely that he had become a foreign teacher at Jasmine's school?

Pondering this, he was led by Jasmine into what appeared to be a dining room. Four breakfasts were already laid out on the dining table, all consisting of some sort of onigiri-like food Fisher had never seen before. Only the milk next to it was somewhat familiar to him.

"Where's your dad?"

Nearby, Xuan Can, wearing an apron and carrying some sort of pickled vegetables, walked over confusedly and asked Jasmine.

Jasmine impatiently sat down at the table and said to Xuan Can, who also lacked any Whale-kin features,

"Dad said he'd come over after he finished worshipping Buddha, and told us to eat first."

"Eat first, my foot. Day in and day out..." Xuan Can clenched her iron fists, sneered, and said, "You guys eat first, I'll go call him personally."

Saying this, she rolled up her sleeves and marched out of the dining room, looking as if someone was going to get unlucky very soon.

Watching Xuan Can leave, Fisher also sat down across from Jasmine. She seemed to also be waiting for Xuan Can and Gou Wen to return so they could eat together.

At this moment, she smiled cheerfully, looking at the food on the table. Only when she sensed Fisher's gaze did her face flush slightly red again.

She hastily diverted her gaze to the still-ticking clock on the wall diagonally behind Fisher, then explained,

"Don't worry, Teacher Fisher, we won't be late. I've already calculated the time. Actually, Teacher Fisher didn't wake up late today; we'll definitely make it to school on time, I promise!"

Saying this, she even patted her chest extremely reliably. As a result, despite the lack of force, it still caused quite the turbulence there.

Fisher's throat moved slightly, but perhaps because this was a religious site, he didn't harbor any worldly desires at this moment, merely shaking his head.

"I'm not worried... it's just, Jasmine..."

He raised his eyes. Unsure about Jasmine's current state, he prepared to guide the conversation towards reality.

What happened before she came into contact with the contamination?

Did Helaire do something to her? Where is she now?

What exactly is the situation with the contamination right now?

Such vital questions lingered in Fisher's mind, but just as he was about to speak, rapid footsteps approached from behind.

"Eat your food first!"

"Ouch, ouch, ouch, be gentle..."

It turned out to be Xuan Can returning, pulling Gou Wen by the ear, with an abstract-looking Gou Wen following behind her.

Seeing that Fisher and Jasmine hadn't started eating yet, Xuan Can't "vicious" expression instantly vanished, and she asked,

"Why aren't you eating yet? We're going to be late later."

"Rest assured, Mom, we won't be late... Hurry up and eat, it's all dad's fault, there wouldn't be this much trouble if you came over with me earlier!"

"Ouch, ouch, oh Buddha, please forgive me..."

"Hmph, I bet Buddha wouldn't stop you from eating... Sit down!"

Jasmine watched Gou Wen and Xuan Can take their seats. She picked up her chopsticks with a smile, but seeing that Fisher in front of her still remained still, she glanced at the chopsticks placed before him. She then stood up and said to Xuan Can,

"Mom... Teacher Fisher came from abroad and doesn't know how to use chopsticks yet, you forgot again..."

"Ah, my apologies, Mr. Fisher..."

"It's fine, I'll help Teacher Fisher get a fork and spoon."

Jasmine quickly returned with the silverware, placing them before Fisher. She smiled shyly at him before finally sitting down to enjoy her breakfast.

"Remember to finish your milk after eating. You two always leave a little bit behind every time, are you saving it for Buddha to drink?"

"Hey, Jasmine is a JK now (High School Girl), right in the phase of growing her body. Let her drink a bit more."

"Hehe..."

Jasmine nibbled on her onigiri, holding the cup of milk with both hands and puffing out her chest, proudly showing off the "Class 1-B" name tag on her chest to Xuan Can and Gou Wen.

Xuan Can shot Gou Wen a glare, before instructing again between bites,

"Also, remember to study harder. It just so happens that Teacher Fisher is temporarily staying at our home due to work. Don't think I don't know you keep taking Teacher Fisher out for wanders when he needs to prepare his lessons. You're not focusing on your studies at all... it really gives me a headache..."

"I... I was just taking Teacher Fisher to get familiar with Japan's local customs and practices..."

"Heh heh, I think you just want to spend time with Teacher Fisher and have him get familiar with your customs and practices, don't you? Think I can't see through your little schemes?"

"Mo! Mom!"

"..."

Fisher didn't pick up his knife and fork, merely raising his eyes to look at the blushing and joyful Jasmine sitting opposite him.

Right now, she was extremely embarrassed by her mother's words, to the point that even her black-socked feet beneath the table seemed affected, slightly lifting up.

Outside the window, the morning sunlight of the winter day finally brought a touch of warmth to dispel the chill. Unbeknownst to them, birds had flown to rest on some courtyard wall of this temple, hopping on the bricks while chirping to call their companions...

Yet at this moment, looking at the completely flushed Jasmine before him, the words Fisher originally intended to say were pushed back to the bottom of his heart by the scene before him.

Because, he had never seen such an expression on Jasmine's, or Asuka Karasawa's, face before.

Even during her most joyous occasions, even during the most moments when she jump for joy...

None of it compared to this seemingly ordinary instance of enjoying a breakfast with her parents.

"Clink."

Fisher's finger accidentally nudged the fork on the table, which in turn bumped against the plate holding the breakfast, producing a crisp sound. The previously blushing Jasmine keenly noticed that Fisher hadn't touched his fork yet. Glancing from the corners of her eyes at Xuan Can, who was still conversing with Gou Wen, she leaned closer to Fisher slightly and whispered,

"Is the breakfast not to Teacher Fisher's taste?"

"No, it's very good. I was just thinking about some things."

Fisher snapped back to reality. He grasped the spoon in his hand, scooped up a bite of onigiri, part of it into his mouth, and replied.

It just felt like the taste of this food was exactly identical to the food in Naris and the Dragon Court?

But Naris didn't seem to have this kind of food... Could it be an illusion?

Jasmine sighed in relief. While drinking her milk, she suddenly remembered something and asked Fisher,

"Oh right, just... just a moment ago, did Teacher Fisher have something to tell me?"

"..."

Fisher put down his spoon and rested his hands on the table. He chewed the rice in his mouth until a sweet flavor emerged from it...

That sweet taste dissolved the silence in his mouth. He slowly raised his eyes, gazing at the radiant Jasmine before him. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly in a somewhat helpless smile, before he finally said,

"...Nothing. I was just feeling a bit emotional, thinking that you look much happier than before."

"Before..."

Jasmine opened her mouth, slightly confused by Fisher's words. But taking it as a compliment, her face nonetheless flushed a bit. She even feigned composure and stated,

"T-that's a given... I'm... I'm a high school student now, after all."