Summary
To save my boyfriend’s company, I married a Merman.
The Merman is sexually cold yet highly lustful, and feels inferior because of his tail.
Countless times, I used this to humiliate him: “That slimy fish tail of yours disgusts me just by looking at it-just like your human side.”
Later, I was killed by my boyfriend.
To save me, the Merman pulled off all his scales, willingly turning into foam, dying without a trace.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the night I married the Merman.
He tried to hide the inferiority and brokenness in his eyes. “What do you want to say this time?”
“…I want to say something.”
I looked up at him. “Can I kiss your beautiful fish tail?”