At last, Mr. Fischer’s pen tip paused slightly, as if he was recalling the sorrowful gaze she had in front of the carriage. After pausing for several seconds, Fischer still added an extra line of consolation as the conclusion,
"The nights at Celekang Port are quite cold, take care to stay warm, and don’t worry about Nali, the situation has already calmed down."
Afterward, he wrapped the letter with a work envelope, ready to be sent out later.
"Hmm, I don’t have to go to lectures anymore, and no one from the New Party has bothered me, which is really nice. Want to go for a run with me? I’m in a good mood right now."
Fischer glanced at Xiayat next to him, thinking there was nothing else, he was about to agree when the office door was knocked.
The door opened but not fully, leaving just a crack open from which large, bright eyes peeked through. Both Fischer and Xiayat looked toward the door, then the owner of the eyes blushed.
Fischer had to speak first before the girl at the door dared to open it a bit more, revealing her proud figure in a dress.
As the door opened, Xiayat, upon seeing something enormous, opened her mouth slightly and then instinctively looked down at herself, only to see her own small hooves beneath her.
Just one glance was enough to know that she was definitely not a match, wasn’t it?
Moli’s attention was then drawn to Xiayat’s lower half, a centaur body, seemingly seeing a demi-human of the centaur species for the first time.
However, Xiayat probably still thought Moli was a human. She carefully examined Moli who entered the room, then shook her head at Fischer,
"Never mind, if you’re busy, I’ll leave first."
"Okay, I’ll come to see you next time."
"Hmph, I will wait for you."
It seemed Xiayat was still not quite comfortable in front of other humans, only feeling natural during conversations with Fischer, who looked at her with a gentle and equal gaze.
Fischer smiled and bade her goodbye, watching as she lifted her hooves and trotted back to the Southern Continent Subhuman Protection Association.
Later, I’ll research that centaur girl further, meanwhile, Fischer explained Xiayat’s identity to Moli,
"She is a demi-human from the Southern Continent, working with... in the Nali New Party, take a seat."
Fischer poured a cup of coffee for Moli and, watching Fischer’s back, Moli pinched her little dress, unsure whether Fischer had disclosed her demi-human status, but apart from the Nali police calling her to record events that happened in magic, no one else had approached her.
"Are you worried I might have revealed your identity as a demi-human?"
"Ah! No... no..." Moli shook her head, but when Fischer sat opposite her, she nodded softly and said in a low voice,
"Because... because Mr. Fischer doesn’t need to hide it for me... I... I also sneaked in to study, against the university’s rules."
"You make a good point. Humans have never seen a demi-human from the ocean, and yet you’ve blended into human society seamlessly; both publicly and privately, I suspect your intentions might be nefarious..."
"No! I have no ill feelings towards humans, I really like humans, whether it’s Milica, Isabella, or... or Mr. Fischer, you are all kind, and I cherish the time I spend with you, so... so that’s why I want to continue living this way."
Fischer gazed at her intently for a while without saying a word until Moli grew even more nervous; then he said,
"I’m willing to believe that you harbor no malice towards us and am willing to help you conceal your identity..."
"But it’s not without a cost."
If Moli hadn’t been blessed by Ramasitia at that moment, her long ears would definitely have been fluttering like a stranded whale.
Moli was slightly startled but then, as if she thought of something, clutched her dress tighter, her cheeks reddening and eyes gradually moistening.
Being naïve, this young girl was always prone to blushing, as tempting as an unprotected blooming flower.
She wanted to cry, feeling threatened for the first time; what Mr. Fischer said...
Was it about that kind of thing?
So unfair... so unfair...
"Tell me your purpose for coming ashore, and in exchange let me research your type of demi-human; I’m very interested in oceanic demi-humans, and I won’t disclose these matters to others."
Moli gaped until Fischer explained the conditions, then she belatedly reacted, and suddenly felt an urge to crawl into a drainage ditch and never come out again.
She had initially thought Mr. Fischer intended to harm her, so she felt a mix of shame and... an indescribable feeling.
So, when Fischer revealed his true purpose, the wildly speculative her felt utterly ashamed.
But now, Moli remembered that Fischer was among the few... no, the only scholar within humanity who studied demi-humans, she had wanted to enroll in his demi-human studies class at the beginning of the semester, but it seemed she was the only student who chose it, so it was not offered.