I wondered why the boy and the girl looked so flustered.
"W-who are you?" The girl asked, whimpering in fear and shocked from embarrassment.
"Me? Well I'm a fish person!"
"Do you have a name?" The boy asked while covering his face in his hands. "Also, why are you naked?"
I froze up. I forgot that I take my clothes off when I swim. In a panicked move I swiftly aimed for the boys head, trying to slap it. Surprisingly he ducked then delivered a blow to my abdomin, rendering me unconscious. Luckily for us fish people we have two consciousness's. One: a human one which operates the body and two: a fish one that controls my gills and fins. So to put it simply, I was awake but couldn't move or speak in the human tongue.
I was carried by the girl while the boy carried the redhead, mad woman. Their names were pretty easy to pick out; The girls name was Irami; the brutish woman was Rio and the boy was called Darling. Irami and Darling walked back to two boys and one girl who were packing up strange equipment. Their eyes looked shocked at me then the violet-haired woman punched the boys for gawking. I have to thank her for that later.
Their home looked strange as it didn't have ragged edges or filth smeared across the wall. As expected of humans, they dont know how to live. I was changed into clothes by the brutish violet woman. She placed me on a strange bench that felt squishy like a bed of seaweed. Darling walked upstairs carrying the brutish redhead on his back, the other two boys hadn't stop gawking at me since the beach. Their dirty gazes violated me. I felt so embarrassed.
Luckily the violet woman beat them into oblivion. I'll definitely have to thank her when I'm awake again. I'm probably going to be questioned tomorrow, how troublesome I thought as I drifted off to sleep.