One of the omelets was finished in two or three bites, and the other was naturally served to the mermaid.
However, the mermaid retreated after just a glance, as if he had seen something disgusting.
Did merfolks not eat fried eggs? Then what should he eat? Would he like to eat fish?
With that in mind, I pulled out another frozen raw fish from the freezer.
After putting it into the microwave to unfreeze it, I brought it to the mermaid.
The mermaid sniffed it. He didn't seem to hate it, but he didn't really like it either.
I guessed that he disliked it because it was a dead fish.
He ate the fish like I ate the fried eggs. He finished it in two or three bites. It looked like he had been hungry for a long time.
"I'll go to the supermarket to buy some food. Wait for me at home."
He tilted his head again while looking confused. Then he picked up the shampoo next to him and handed it to me.
"I don't want this. I need to get out of the house." I kept talking and gesturing while hoping he'd understand what I meant.
He reached out and pulled me to him. He was strong, and I was defenseless.
"You're hurting me!" I complained.
Although he didn't understand what I was saying, he could tell that I was in pain. He quickly let go of me and afraid that I would reprimand him, he looked at me nervously.
I shook my head helplessly and lifted a hand to stroke his golden hair.
"Be good, wait for me to come back."
This time, he seemed to understand and nodded hesitantly.
I went back to my bedroom and changed into a sports outfit. I even put on some lipstick.
After leaving the house, I returned the car I rented. When I swiped my card, I realized that I didn't have much money left.
Only then did I remember that a few days ago, because I didn't want to live anymore, I spent the money that I had painstakingly saved up for several years.
I didn't buy anything. I just stayed in the presidential suite of a five-star hotel, ate a three-star Michelin set meal, and booked a luxurious tour group to visit Iceland.
If I'd known I wouldn't be able to die, I wouldn't have spent my money so extravagantly. Dear God, I didn't even have a job anymore. What was I supposed to do next?
After paying for the rental car, I took what little money I had left to the supermarket.
Fortunately, this place was close to the harbor, so the fish sold here were fresh and not expensive.
In order to save money, I bought a lot of fish and decided to eat seafood with the mermaid.
On the way home on the bus, I saw several ambulances with their flutes on.
I didn't know if there was a major accident, but I inexplicably panicked when I heard the sirens.
I began to wonder if the mermaid was in danger at home.
For example, he was electrocuted, the top lamp suddenly fell and hit him, he left the bathtub to wreak havoc everywhere, he broke a glass cup and stabbed his fishtail…
Countless tragic scenes flooded my mind. I clutched the grocery bags while hoping the bus would move faster.
When I finally got home, I found that everything was normal. The mermaid had been obediently staying in the bathtub. He didn't cause any damage or get injured.
Seeing that I was back, he made cute noises and pulls me close.
Was this how they greeted each other in the Ocean World? It was too embarrassing!
I declined his offer and got him some more food. Then I started looking for a job online.
After I submitted a few resumes, no company replied to me.
When I stretched and left the computer desk, I realized it was almost dark again.
I stared blankly at the sunset.
I used to take naps on weekends, from two or three in the afternoon to five or six.
When I woke up in the evening, I would sit up in bed and look out of the window. I would feel like the end of the world had arrived.
Especially when no one contacted you at that time. That sense of loneliness and loss was even worse.
I knew that I would feel despair when I woke up at dusk, but I still wanted to punish myself in this way.
Just like now, my heart was empty and my life had a shattered sense of beauty.
"Mmm."
A sound from the bathroom woke me from my stupor.
Only then did I remember that there was a mermaid in the bathroom!
A feeling of being needed surged into my heart, adding a special feeling to this seemingly ordinary evening.
I walked into the bathroom and was surprised to see him sitting on the edge of the tub, as if he were trying to get out of the water.
His fishtail had almost recovered, and it was glowing alluringly under the bright yellow light.
"Want to see my house?" I asked while stepping forward to steady him.
He didn't take the hint. His gaze was innocent, and his lips curved up slightly as he gave me a small smile.
"Let's go," I said, and couldn't help but smirk.
I showed him around the living room and kitchen and found him interested in the refrigerator.
He tried to put his whole head in the fridge, but I stopped him in time.
Finally I led him to the bedroom, and he froze when he saw the single bed that wasn't very wide.
With my help, he walked over and sat on the bed. He picked up a strand of hair that had fallen from my body from the white blanket.
He looked closely at the hair, then around him. Suddenly, he threw back his head and fell down while looking very excited.
"Do you like my bed that much?"
"Mmm!" he replied happily, as if he understood.