Raising Octopus Juvenile

Arnold left and dragged Lanny out of the room by the way.

Cecil finally changed his clothes smoothly and took a brief wash.

It stands to reason that these things are usually done by the maid close by, but because Cecil doesn't like Anne, this tedious step has been saved over the years.

After straightening out her long white hair, she came to the glass water tank and tapped the transparent outer wall lightly. Hearing movement, the little octopus in the water poked its black head from behind the water plants, moved its tentacles, and slowly swam to the surface of the water.

He looked very stable and seemed completely unaffected by the riots just now.

Cecil habitually picked up the prepared raw meat, picked up a piece and threw it into the water. However, the little octopus did not catch the piece of meat happily as usual, but swam away slowly, seemingly dismissive of today's food.

What's wrong? Is the meat broken?

Cecil lowered his head and leaned on the plate to smell it, then frowned suspiciously.

It doesn't seem to be bad. Although it smells fishy, ​​it smells the same as usual.

"Are you picky eaters?" She looked at the little octopus uncertainly.

The little octopus was still floating in the water, his round eyes like glass beads squinted comfortably, without even looking at the plate of raw meat.

…It must be a picky eater.

Cecil put down the plate, his eyes gradually getting bad.

Wow, I offer delicious and delicious food every day, even if I don't work hard for her, now I dare to be picky eaters? It seems that life is too easy!

Cecil stared at the little octopus in the tank sullenly, and unhurriedly tapped the glass wall twice.

"Little one, come out."

Primary one: ⊙﹏⊙!

Feeling the naked chill, he shivered inexplicably. The little octopus slowly raised his head, and as soon as he caught Cecil's sight, he immediately got into the back of the water plants in fright, squeezed into a ball, and said nothing.

"Little one—" Cecil prolonged the ending and called out again.

Not moving.

"..." Cecil slowly closed his eyes, and said in a calm tone that made Xiao Yi's creepy, "Okay, don't you come out? It doesn't matter, I have a way..."

Listening to her threat, the little octopus shivered and hid behind the water plants. Just as Cecil was about to get up to get the tools, the door of the room was suddenly pushed open without warning—

"Cecil, I'm so hungry." Lanny, who was dragged out, poked his head from behind the door, and looked at Cecil pitifully, "I want to eat."

…Almost forgot this guy.

Cecil then remembered that Lenny hadn't eaten breakfast either. She squinted at the little octopus in the water tank, and said fiercely: "You don't want to eat, some people want to eat. Don't eat a bite today, just stay here and reflect on it."

After speaking, she got up and walked to the window, closed the window tightly, and then picked up the plate containing the raw meat, and walked out of the room without looking back. After a crisp "click" sound, the door was completely locked.

The little octopus tasted confinement for the first time.

Cecil pulled out the key to the door lock and looked up at Lanney who was waiting. The black-haired boy was looking at the silver key in her hand, his green eyes gleaming faintly, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Do you want to be locked in there too?" Cecil raised an eyebrow and shook the key in his hand.

Lanny shook his head immediately.

"Then don't stare, come and eat with me."

Cecil took Lanny to breakfast with him.

Both Arnold and Kevin went to work, Lena also went to the academy early. There were only two people on the table, she and Lanny. Although it seemed a little deserted, it was more pleasant for Cecil. According to the housekeeper, Lena actually waited for a long time outside her door early in the morning. She tried to knock on the door several times, but she hesitated to give up. Later, Arnold came over, perhaps embarrassed, and Lena reluctantly left and went to the college alone.

Cecil guessed that Lena wanted to call her to go to school together, but it was a pity that she did not intend to have a good relationship with Lena. Not only that, but today she has to belittle Lena in front of Alex. After all, this is a plot that has appeared in the original game, and she must repeat it intact to be considered as a pass.

Cecil gave a casual glance at Lanny beside him while thinking about how to act next. At this glance, she suddenly discovered that Lenny had been silently observing her every move, and imitating her behavior, including her sitting posture, the height of the teacup, the position of the knife and fork, every piece, Everything is accurate to the point of complete agreement.

…Help, this guy is a scholar!

Cecil silently put down the bone china cup in his hand.

Lanny also let go at the same speed.

Cecil: "..."

Doesn't he have to follow her lessons when she does everything? What if she is going to the bathroom?

At the thought of that terrible picture, Cecilton was deeply troubled. Lanny didn't know what kind of problem he had caused Cecil. He turned his face sideways and looked at Cecil intently, waiting for her next move.

"Ah, isn't this little Cecil?"

A gentle and sweet voice suddenly broke the silence on the dining table, and Cecil looked past the voice and found that Stella appeared by the door for some time.

It turned out that she had already lived, no wonder the servants were busy early in the morning.

"Good morning, Mrs. Stella." Cecil greeted him obediently.

"You don't need to be so polite, just treat me as your friend."

Stella walked to Cecil in a curvaceous manner and sat down, resting her cheek with one hand, her eyelashes slightly raised, and looking at her lazily. A soft smile floated in those slender amethyst-like eyes, like the ripples flowing slowly in the night river, which was so beautiful that you couldn't move your eyes away.

Cecil: "Okay, Mrs. Stella."

Stella: "..."

The conversation just ended abruptly, but Stella wasn't upset at all. She cast her gaze to the side Lanny, and asked with a chuckle: "This kid is so cute too, is it your friend?"

Cecil: "It's my footman, Mrs. Stella."

Stella: "..."

This beautiful and feminine woman showed a confused expression for the first time. She frowned her beautiful slender eyebrows and asked in an apologetic tone: "Little Cecil, is there something wrong with me that made you angry?"

Cecil lowered his eyelashes and replied calmly: "There is nothing wrong with you, Mrs. Stella."

Stella looked at Cecil's eyes full of shallow disappointment: "But every time you see me, you don't seem to be very happy."

Cecil asked her back: "Why do you have to care if I am tall or not?"

The angle of this question was very tricky, and Stella was taken aback for a moment. But she quickly adjusted her state, raised her hand to close the black shredded hair in her ears, and raised a soft smile enough to melt.

"Because we are about to become a family."

A very nice and warm word, but Cecil didn't like it.

She said: "Mrs. Stella, I am not your child, and you are not my mother. I have no obligation to take care of my mood. If you must be friends with your father's child, go to Lena, believe me. She will be very happy."

After saying this, she just got up and left the dining table. Of course, Lenny followed, and the servants who were attending vaguely felt that the new lady should be embarrassed at this time, so they all walked out in silence.

Only Stella was left in the room. She hung her head and sat quietly at the table. After an unknown period of time, she suddenly stretched out her jade-like arm, stepped across the table, and brought the bone china cup that Cecil had used to her.

The bone china cup is small and exquisite, and the edges are decorated with fine gold powder. Because it is pasted by the girl's soft lips, it glows with a moist luster that has not yet dried up.

The amber liquid in the cup shook slightly with Stella's movements, reflecting her slightly smiling gorgeous face. She brought the tea cup to her lips, closed her eyes slightly, recalling the smell of Cecil, and then drank all the remaining liquid in the cup.

"But all I want is you, little Cecil..."

After Cecil got into the carriage, he realized that Lenny had followed.

He sat directly next to Cecil, learning her sitting posture, without saying a word, with a drooping face quiet and deep.

"Why are you here too?" Cecil asked in surprise.

When Lenny heard the words, his turquoise eyes suddenly bent slightly: "Because I am Cecil's footman."

Cecil: "..."

Obviously it was a very sincere tone. I don't know why, she always felt a little mischievous.

Not too lazy to think about this question, Cecil sighed and asked suddenly: "Did I be too much just now?"

Lanny: "?"

As if talking to himself, Cecil continued: "I know that Stella is not malicious, but I still treat her with that attitude...obviously she has done nothing wrong."

She knew very well that she didn't hate Stella, what she really hated was Kevin Levitt who intended Stella to replace her mother.

But she couldn't resist the man, so she could only move her anger to Stella.

"Why don't you wait to apologize to her when you go back tonight..."

Cecil slowly calmed down. Lanny stared at her curiously, and suddenly said, "Why do you have to apologize?"

"Uh..." Cecil paused briefly, "Because I did something rude to her?"

Lanny repeated slowly: "What's impolite?"

"It's an unpleasant thing." Cecil explained patiently. "If you make others feel unpleasant, you should apologize in time. This is a customary rule in human society."

Of course, she doesn't need to comply-Cecil added double marks in his heart.

Lanny looked thoughtful.

The carriage quickly stopped in front of the college. Because it had been late for a long time, and there was no one at the door. Just as Cecil and Lanny got out of the carriage, a young man who was so ordinary that there was almost no sense of existence walked out from behind the tree.

"Ms. Levitt, you are here." The young man walked up to Cecil swaggeringly, stretched out a hand to her, and smiled slyly, "This week's remuneration should be given to me, right? ?"

I almost forgot about it.

Cecil showed a dazed expression and motioned to Lanny to stay here, then he turned and walked to the carriage parked outside the academy.

This young man is also a student of St. Edmund's College, named Keene. By virtue of his proficient use of polymorphism, he secretly made a lot of money among the students-Cecil is one of his sponsors. Every time Cecil skipped class to go to the Black Tower, he used him to become himself and fooled the teachers. He has never been found out yet. Of course, the price is expensive.

Taking a bag of gold coins from the carriage, Cecil returned unhurriedly. Just a few steps after walking, there was a sudden cry of pain from the direction where Lanney and Keane were—

"what-!"

Cecil: "?!"

She ran over quickly. As soon as I turned inside the door, I saw Keane lying on the ground holding his left hand and crying in pain, while Lannie stood calmly in front of him, looking at him quietly with his head down.

Cecil asked in shock: "What happened?"

Hearing her voice, Lanny turned his face and told her in a gentle and casual tone: "He just pointed me with his finger."

Cecil felt puzzled: "What then?"

Lanny: "I told him it was impolite, but he wouldn't apologize."

"..."

Kind of will learn and use.

Cecil's heart is a bit complicated: "What happened after that? Did you beat him?"

It looks like he was beaten, but I don't know where Lanney beat him, it would actually hurt like this.

Keane was still curled up on the ground, moaning faintly. Cecil squatted down and carefully removed his intact right hand, revealing the protected left hand underneath, and his pupils suddenly shrank slightly—

This hand was folded to an extremely exaggerated angle, even though the skin and flesh were still connected, there was still a broken wrist bone underneath.

"I didn't hit him." Lenny also squatted down, leaned over Cecil's side, and looked at the folded hand with her. "I just don't like him using this finger to me."

His tone was calm, gentle, and soft, as if he was merely stating a trivial matter.

Cecil vaguely guessed something and slowly raised his eyes to look at him.

Lanney's eyes were shining, like two turquoise gems. In Keane's groan, he smiled, and there was a chilling malice in his brisk voice.

"So I broke it."

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