I'm a Walking Disaster With My Unwanted Virginity

We reached the aquarium about five minutes later. It was noon and kind of hot. So, we bought some ice cream and strolled down the larges tanks and massive glass walls. 

I had to say, this place was rather blue. 

Though the atmosphere was cool and comfortable, there weren't that many people here. 

Something was up. There weren't many people out there either. Was there some sort of festival somewhere that I didn't know about or something?

It didn't hurt to get a bit cozy though. I wrapped my hand over Marg's shoulder and she happily walked with me. Albeit blushing slightly. 

"Let's have lunch after this, I guess?"

"Yeah, we should buy some groceries first. I'll cook." She was definitely excited. 

I planned to take her to a restaurant with my leftover money for this month, but this was even better. I never had her cooking, so yeah I was definitely excited. 

'I guess we should just buy some clothes then?'

"Why did you ask to take that girl in?"

"She tricked you, didn't she?"

"They did yes, but it was me who said yes. And I said I'd take responsibility." At the time I might have just said it because I was mad. But I couldn't take back what I said. 

"But still, I hate her for it." Her voice was flatter than ever. "However, I'll continue to monitor her and if she repents we'll let her stay. Don't get too close to her though, or I'll kill her." She grinned happily. "But if she's pretending." She continued grinning. 

Yup, duly noted!

I just looked around to distract my mind. 

There were all kinds of fish. Even sharks!

There weren't any whales though. I guess that was asking too much. 

"This is beautiful." Marg squeezed my hand tighter. 

My inner desires were literally running wild! Who knew just holding hands could be so hot?

"What is that?" Marg pointed at the distant large tank. It was one of the biggest tanks of this place. 

I knew loads of kinds of fish, but there was something inside the tank that looked a bit weird. It was something in between a crocodile and a lizard. I didn't know why but it looked like a certain half Mutor I knew. 

"I've never seen something like that too?" I couldn't be sure. Cause I might have. This guy did look a bit skinnier though. 

My ice was already finished, Marg was still eating and there was a bit of cream on her face. 

Needless to say, I went closer to her face and took it straight from the left corner of her lips. Her warm luscious lips.

"Wha- wha-"

Her being flustered was too damn cute and precious at the same time. 

I licked my lips. 'Delicious!' 

So, with a victorious grin, I marched forward!

***

A massive blue tank was in front of us and within was a crocolizard thing. The nameplate of the tank identified it as a rare Mutor and my bad feeling just intensified. 

The thing in question was lying low on the sand, staring at the ceiling lights. 

"Hey, buddy," I whispered vigorously. I also kept an eye out for the staff. But since it was midday, people were just taking it slow. 

The croc at first looked around and then his eyes met mine and opened wide.

"Helio!" He spoke gurgling a bit and loads of bubbles were getting out. "How com you're so young Comrad?"

Young? So, he wasn't the guy? "You're not Zig?"

"Zig? My bro? No, no, I'm Sig! It's only been forty years. It's rude to forget you know." And as I talked with him, I understood more and more. I guess it was in my blood to understand them.

And the more I talked, the better I got. 

Uh-huh. I just stared blankly. 

For some reason, this guy had this half-assed Italian accent. 

Marg pulled on my sleeve. "What are you doing?" needless to say, she was a bit pale. Did she think I was going crazy or something? 

She was also done eating her ice cream. Unfortunately, there wasn't any more cream on her face though. 

"I can talk to them," I whispered. 

She nodded but didn't look very convinced. She did know I was part Mutor though. 

"You're not cheating, are you? Marianne would be very mad I tell you."

Yeah, I didn't need to be told by an old croc that I was cheating on grandma. 

I sighed. "I'm Helio, the Helio you know was my grandfather. And well, I know your brother, Zig."

He looked at me, a bit perplexed. "Yes, you do seem to be a bit better-looking than that guy. Actually, humans might even consider you to be handsome!"

That was what he was surprised about!?

"Zip it croc." It really rubbed me the wrong way.

He laughed with an awkward tone and the water around him became a bit fuzzy. 

"Hey, not talking to the fish!" One of the staff came my way. 

I was in the middle of something and this guy just had to butt in. 

Once he got near me though, "Lord Helio!" he shrieked, got on his knees, and started to worship me. 

Marg and I know stared at this whole thing with glassy eyes. "Your reputation proceeds you," Marg said, her tone a bit too flat. 

Uh-huh. 

I cleared my throat. "It's okay my friend. Please get up." I helped him get up. "Good job!" I gave him a thumbs up and he looked more than just delighted. "Now, what is this guy doing here and who even put him here?"

I was terrible at this. 

"The headmaster of Demigrace provided him to us, my lord."

Seriously, just what did people think of me?

But the headmaster, huh?

"I guess you're here on your own will then?" I turned to the croc dude. 

He nodded. "Yeah, I like a lazy life."

More and more staff were being drawn here and they all were rather frightened. To them I probably seemed like a monster, to be able to talk to Mutors. I didn't care though. 

"We should get out of here," Marg whispered. 

"Yeah." I gave a buy sign to Sig and addressed the staff. "Good day everyone."

And a second later we teleported out of the whole establishment. 

I sighed. 

"Well, you sure don't know how to handle people." Marg giggled. 

"Yeah." And I had no idea I had a cult of my worshippers. 

"What was that about? You can talk to Mutors?"

"Not all of them but-" I stopped. I'd actually made a promise. "I can't tell you now but, I'll tell you eventually."

She smiled, grabbed my arm. "Okay."

We moved forward. 

I felt blessed to have her. 

***

Anyway, we bought some stuff. Stuff I thought I'd never buy. Potatoes, spices, raw onions! Beef, chicken, even celeries! Marg did clarify that the celery and the carrots were for the maid, rather than us. 

She had no idea how much that relieved me. 

Of course, I'd done grocery shopping before, but I never had this much fun! Haggling, laughing, debating on which was superior beef or lamb. Yeah, way too much fun. 

Next, we went into a clothing shop and bought some cheap clothes. We didn't buy any for the girl, apparently, Marg was still pissed about the sizes. According to her, she had to work and earn the money and then buy stuff on her own. 

Yeah, she was definitely mad. 

Though cheap, these were my first gifts for Marg and I had a feeling she'd be happy to wear whatever I give her. I did felt a bit bad, but I knew she'd understand. After all, I didn't have much money.

We did not cheap out on underwear though! Those were very important, yes sir!

"I could have paid for my stuff you know." Marg frowned a little. 

And I knew that. After all, she was the daughter of a count and nobles tended to have loads and loads of cash around. But now she was mine and I wanted to at least buy her underwear. 

Oh well. 'Cute!'

Even her pouts were cute as hell though. 

All in all, the first date was a grand success.