Raising Octopus Juvenile

"Cecile...Cecile...!"

Alex whispered Cecil's name tremblingly, his legs stiff like two pieces of wood, unable to move.

"Huh?" Cecil looked up and let out a low, doubtful nasal.

"Look out the window... there is a super big eye..."

The young master was so scared that his face was pale, and even the words were uncomfortable.

"Eyes?"

Cecil turned his head suspiciously and looked at the window, only to see nothing but a hazy mist and a looming cold moon.

"Where are the eyeballs?" she asked.

"Hey? Why did it disappear?" Alex rubbed his eyes in disbelief, "It was out of the window just now, that big one!"

Cecil glanced at him speechlessly, bowed his head and packed the pen and paper, turned and walked towards Alex, "Don't pretend to be a fool, and quickly get the homework. I have to go home to eat."

"How could this happen..." Alex still stared at the window with his eyes wide open, making gestures as he watched, "I just saw it, so I just stuck it on this window...Ah!!!"

Before he finished speaking, he let out another scream, his body like an arrow from the string, and instantly rushed to Cecil's side.

Cecil: "..."

"Appeared again... that one, that one..."

—That huge eye!

Scarlet eyeballs were silently attached to the window glass, and radiating bloodshot eyes spread all over the whites of the eyes like dense and complex spider webs. Cecil's slender and thin back was reflected in that terrifying, snake-like vertical pupil, as if she would be sucked into it in the next second.

Alex was startled, and subconsciously grabbed Cecil's arm.

"What are you doing?" Cecilton frowned.

Poor Alex shivered with fright, and said in a small, almost inaudible voice: "You know it at a glance..."

Cecil turned his head suspiciously-still seeing nothing.

"Alex," she said earnestly, "are you delusional?"

"I didn't!" Young Master shouted aggrievedly.

Damn it, it was here just now, why did Cecil disappear as soon as he looked over?

…Is he the only target for that thing? !

The more he thought about it, the more he felt his creeps, and the goose bumps all over his body appeared.

You have to escape here as soon as possible!

He hugged Cecil's thin arm tightly like a straw, and whispered in fear, "Quickly, while it's not there, let's get out."

Cecil: "..."

Why didn't she realize that this guy was a shocked coward when she was playing the game?

Cecil was speechless and could only drag Alex out like a koala.

The weather tonight is not very good, the stars and the moon are gloomy, and thick and hazy fog is everywhere. There were only two of them left in the entire tower, and every time they took a step, there would be a low and gloomy echo from the end of the dark corridor.

It feels...like someone is following them.

Alex looked around cautiously, muttering as he looked around, "Your arms are too thin, and there is no sense of security at all."

Cecil: "..."

Do you still dislike it?

"You can go to hug the pillar, that one feels safe." She said blankly.

"...I don't."

Alex curled his mouth counselingly, still holding Cecil tightly and not letting go.

Cecil didn't bother to care about him. Soon, the two of them went down to the first floor of the tower smoothly. As long as they passed through the last deep and dark corridor, they could walk out of the tower and return to their respective homes.

"So where are the legendary eyes?" Cecil slowly said as he walked.

"How do I know, maybe even if I left..."

Alex tentatively straightened his body. Seeing that he did not see the terrible eyeball again along the way, he suddenly let go of Cecil's arm like he was waking up from a big dream.

"Hmph, count it as acquaintance, otherwise I will blow it up with a Pyroblast technique, and it will blow up blood."

Cecil squinted at him with a faint smile, "Oh? Is it true?"

Alex straightened his back, his handsome white face was full of confidence and calmness: "Of course it's true, my Pyroblast technique is..."

Halfway through speaking, he suddenly noticed that Cecil was looking at his back, his thin lips were slightly open, and the clear blue eyes were full of panic—

"Alex, you, behind you..."

"!" Alex closed his eyes when he heard the words, hiding behind Cecil like a rabbit, "Ah, ah, don't come over! Cecil, protect me!!"

...A dead silence.

Howling for a long time, the surroundings are still silent. Alex opened his eyes with hindsight, only to see Cecil staring at him with a smile, his eyes were as relaxed and happy as he was watching a clown show.

—He was teased.

Alex's face flushed instantly. He hurriedly came out from behind Cecil and squatted to explain: "I, I mean, you help me, so I can release Pyroblast..."

"Oh, that's what I meant." Cecil laughed jokingly, Alex dodged his eyes and didn't dare to look at her, so he could only respond with a lack of confidence.

"Uh, uh, as long as you understand..."

Cecil almost laughed.

Unexpectedly, teasing this young master is so fun, why didn't she find out?

Alex knew he was ashamed just now, so he didn't dare to talk nonsense now. He closed his mouth and quietly followed behind Cecil, patrolling the surrounding movement from time to time.

Very good, this time it really disappeared.

Alex finally breathed a sigh of relief. He relaxed and stretched his body, his gaze swept over the dense grass outside the window, and his scarlet eyeballs slowly entered his sight again—

Huge, hideous, and suffocating.

"Cecile! That thing is here again!"

Alex shouted again, but this time Cecil didn't even move his eyelids.

"Little Master, have you heard the story of the wolf coming?"

What the **** is the wolf coming, now it's the monster coming!

Seeing the terrifying eyeball getting closer and closer, even tending to get into the window frame, Alex almost stopped his heart and lungs in fright.

Suddenly, a pitch-black, soft tentacles entered his field of vision, and slowly encircled the scarlet eyeball.

The eyeballs turned slightly, seeming to be looking for the source of the tentacles. The tentacles became tighter and tighter, making deep marks on the white of his eyes.

"Stop..." Alex squeezed a faint voice from his throat, and put his hands trembling on Cecil's shoulders—

In the next second, the eyeballs were strangled by the tentacles, and blood poured down like a pouring rain.

Alex: "..."

He was completely frightened.

Numerous slender and slippery tentacles roamed the grass, soaking up the spilled blood. All this seemed to be slow, but in fact it ended silently in a short moment.

Cecil heard Alex moaning weakly, and finally turned his head to look at him impatiently: "What's wrong?"

Alex covered his mouth, his apricot eyes widened, clinging to her, like a frightened little daughter-in-law.

"Look below..."

Cecil: "..."

It started again.

She wanted to ignore the coward, but he looked really pitiful, so she had no choice but to walk to the window as instructed, and reluctantly opened the window.

The night is heavy and the moonlight is thin.

"Cecile. Is that you?"

The quiet and soft voice of the young man came up through the mist.

It's Lanny's voice. Cecil lifted his spirits and immediately probed down—

The slender and beautiful young man is standing in the green grass, quietly looking up at her.

His black hair is as deep as night, and his wet eyes are like emeralds covered with water vapor. The emerald green is transparent, shining magnificently under the radiance of the moonlight.

He stood there quietly and peacefully.

It seems to have stopped for a long time.