Raising Octopus Juvenile

After finally dismissing the noisy young master, Cecil decided to go to the black tower again and ask Bode some small questions about black magic.

In this regard, Lenny was a little unhappy.

"You just said it was good to teach me to dance." He lowered his beautiful eyes, and his tone was a bit complaining.

"I can teach, but it's definitely not now." Cecil smiled soothingly at him, "I will teach you when I go back tonight, don't worry."

"Okay." Although reluctant, Lenny agreed to it obediently.

In order to avoid trouble, they found a hidden corner, Lenny turned back into a little octopus and got into Cecil's bag, and then Cecil went to the black tower alone.

Inside the black tower.

The girl's footsteps were light and silent, like a light and delicate cat. Her hair, skin, and eyes were all shining in the dark, crystal clear, rising and falling, like the shining stars in the universe.

Uncharacteristically, the undead floating in the air approached her like hungry wolves smelling meat, but unfortunately they were dispelled by her spells before they even reached the corner of her skirt.

When he saw Cecil approaching, Bode first raised his head listlessly as usual, then suddenly frowned slightly, his gray eyes flickering.

"Does the master-servant contract use it?" he said lazily.

Cecil sat down, cupped his face in both hands, and replied with a smile: "Of course, it's very easy to use, I like it very much."

"Of course, don't look at who invented it." Bode put down the potion in his hand and smiled at her with a weary and proud smile, "Now you know the gap between me and the old fellow Van Lentin? Just rely on it. Healing can't deal with the enemy. If it weren't for my compulsory contract, you might already be..."

"Dead." Cecil interrupted him easily.

"..." Bode paused, his face suddenly solemn, "Is it so serious?"

"Yeah." Cecil nodded, and told him what happened. "The other party is a devil, and he just wants to eat me. If I hadn't signed a contract with him in time, I probably don't even have a bone. Will stay."

The process seemed very thrilling, but her tone was as flat as usual. Bode looked at her with a complicated expression and continued to ask: "So that demon is now your servant?"

Cecil: "That's right."

"Where is it now?"

"In my house."

Bode was shocked: "At your house?!"

"Yeah." Cecil showed a reminiscence expression, "Ah, but she should be very weak now, after all, she was injured again yesterday."

After signing a contract with her, Lanny pricked an eye again. It is estimated that he will be hiding in the house and cannot come out recently, right?

When Bod heard Cecil used the word "she" to describe the demon, he was secretly relieved.

Fortunately, it was a female demon, at least he wouldn't do anything else to her. After all, his master-servant contract can only prevent servants from attacking and hurting their masters, and will not prohibit sexual relations between masters and servants...

No, we cannot relax our vigilance. The devil is a very lustful species, even if they are of the same sex, they will not refuse to come. Cecil is a fool who knows nothing about this aspect. If the devil really loves her...

The more Bode thought about it, the more dangerous he felt, and he quickly said to Cecil: "That demon can't be placed in your house, it's too dangerous. You send her here, and I will find a container to lock her up."

"No." Cecil frowned slightly. "She is my current stepmother. My father likes her so much that he also built a separate hot spring for her. If I stole her, my father would not Let me go."

Bode: "..."

To be tempted by a female demon to such an extent, stupid men are really obsessed with sex.

He scolded Kevin silently in his heart, then carefully examined Cecil in front of him, and asked in a particularly serious and serious tone: "I ask you, have you found anything strange about yourself lately? place?"

Strange place?

Cecil thought about it.

It seems that except for frequent nightmares before, everything else is pretty normal. The nightmare has also been confirmed to be Lenny's ghost, so there is nothing weird to her at the moment.

Bode saw the answer from her expression: "There is a devil who wants to eat you, isn't it strange in itself?"

Cecil: "...Yes."

She suddenly found out that she seemed to have taken no surprises at these inexplicable things. After all, the little octopus you raised can become a living person, can tamper with her dreams, and restore her rose garden to its original state. What is a demon who wants to eat people?

Bod was silent, watching her eyes couldn't tell whether it was more helpless or more angry.

"In fact, since you came in, I faintly felt something was wrong." Bode looked away, a trace of unnaturalness flashed across his feminine and tired face, "You look special today..."

He didn't know what to say.

Beautiful, Cecil was originally beautiful enough. Amazing, he can see her almost every day, and he doesn't feel that amazing anymore. Compared with these, maybe [attractive] is more appropriate.

This is also reflected in the abnormal behavior of those undead. Bode guessed that as a human, he could perceive Cecil's special, so those non-human creatures may perceive much more than him, so he wanted to get close to Cecil, or even devour her.

When did this change start? He had never noticed it.

Bode's face became more solemn. He decided to find out the reason for this change in Cecil's body. Before that, he could only protect Cecil from being targeted by other monsters as much as possible.

"Anyway, you have to be careful when you are at home. Even if the demon has signed a contract with you, you can't stay alone with her." Bodard exhorted word by word, his eyes always gray because Rarely serious and extremely cold.

Cecil was puzzled: "Why can't you stay alone?"

"Because, because she will..." Bode looked at Cecil's innocent blue eyes, inexplicably unable to say it, "In short, we must be alert to her, and we must not relax just because she is a female, let alone let her Found an opportunity..."

Cecil: "Why do you find an opportunity?"

"Find a chance to sleep... sleep..." Bode couldn't say anything.

Cecil raised his eyebrows knowingly: "Find a chance to sleep with me?"

"!!!" Bode opened his eyes in shock, and shouted as if he couldn't bear it, "Don't say such things against that pure white hair!"

"Okay." Cecil shrugged disapprovingly. "But you are too exaggerated. It's not a dirty word."

"That is definitely not what a noble lady should say!"

Cecil was about to be noisy to death by this extreme white-haired prosecutor.

"I'll be careful, can we start class now?"

She took out the "Black Magic Handbook" and reminded Bode impatiently. Bode was too embarrassed to go deep into this topic with her, so the two of them took out the props tacitly and started today's spell lesson.

As night fell, Cecil took the little octopus home.

After returning home, she first had dinner with Arnold and Lena. Kevin was not at home, and the atmosphere on the table was relatively harmonious.

"Where is Mrs. Stella? Is she not there?" Cecil asked casually, taking a sip of the juice.

Lena replied softly: "She has a relapse of cold and is resting in the house."

Cecil: "Oh."

Sure enough, it was this excuse again.

She didn't ask any more, Lina saw that the juice in her glass was about to bottom out, and she added some more for her. Arnold watched Cecil's every move silently, and several times picked up the silver knife and fork in his hand and put it down again, Qingjun's face hesitated to speak.

Cecil didn't notice his reaction, she ate quickly and ran out in a hurry.

The little octopus in her sleeve can't wait.

Cecil returned to the room and the first thing he did was to lock the door. Then she opened her sleeves, and the little octopus crawled out from the inside, a misty shadow rising, gradually turning into a beautiful black-haired boy.

"You should teach me to dance." That was what Lanny said when he opened his mouth.

"I know, I know, I'll start right away."

Cecil replied absent-mindedly while opening the closet, and without looking back, he told Lanny, "You go and stand behind the closet. You are not allowed to peek. I'll change my clothes."

Lanny: "Do you need to change clothes for dancing?"

"No, this skirt on my body is a bit heavy, it's not suitable for dancing..." Cecil took out a light skirt, was about to take off this one, suddenly noticed a sticky gaze behind—

"Lanny." She whispered helplessly.

Lanny blinked, and said with a pure and innocent face: "I didn't peek."

"You really didn't take a peek." Cecil turned around and said, "You are watching with integrity."

Lanny still stared at her unblinkingly: "But I like to look at you."

"..."

Cecil's face suddenly turned red.

She thinks that pets sometimes don't have the ability to speak. After all, they are too enthusiastic and don't understand the boundaries and measures of human beings. Most people really can't stand it.

Fortunately, she knew very well that Lenny was not a human being, he was just a little octopus, so there was no need to consider whether there was a deeper meaning behind his words.

Cecil cleared his throat to conceal his guilty conscience: "It's not a question of like or not, but you can't do this kind of thing."

"Why?" Lanney's eyes were full of curiosity.

"Because you are a man now, and I am a woman. When a woman is changing clothes, men can't stare at it. This is common sense. Do you understand it now?"

"Oh." Lanny nodded and turned away obediently. Cecil took the opportunity to quickly take off the complicated and heavy dark blue skirt, and then put on the short skirt that was just taken out.

The skirt is a very simple and loose style, which is very convenient to wear, except for the crossed ties on the chest.

Cecil lowered his head, and was earnestly tying himself a bow, and suddenly a brisk and cold voice of a teenager rang behind his ears, like a jumping piano keyboard, which was particularly pleasing to the ear.

"Cecile, what are you doing?"

Cecil was frightened to a cardiac arrest, his hand shook, and the half-tied ribbon fell away again.

"Lanny, why are you here again? Didn't I tell you not to take a peek!" For the first time, she made this shameful, slightly pointed voice.

Like a cat stepped on its tail, it is fierce and unexpectedly cute.

Lanny looked down at her, his forked tongue licked his moist lips, and pointed teeth were faintly visible: "I see you are already dressed."

"Not yet."

Cecil gave him an angry glance, covering his chest with one hand and pushing him back with the other.

But did not push away.

Lanny held the white and soft hand, and his eyes fell on her face.

Move down slightly.

"Cecile, I have a question I have always wanted to ask you."

If you have any questions, I can’t wait for her to tie the ribbon.

Cecil felt deeply helpless, but considering Lanney's strong curiosity, she still compromised.

"What question, you can ask."

Lenny stared at her steadily, the blue light floating in her eyes, faintly clear, like a lake rippling slightly under the moonlight.

He curiously and innocently said: "What do you mean by "sleeping me" today?"

Cecil: "..."