Raising Octopus Juvenile

Cecil's mood is mixed.

If the truth is really like Bod's speculation, then that is to say, she will become the delicacy in the eyes of monsters, all thanks to the little octopus-after a long time, the little octopus is the real culprit.

But the little octopus doesn't have such an attraction himself? Why is she alone so unlucky?

Cecil couldn't figure it out.

It seems that we really need to find another person to perform a synaesthetic ritual with him. Only in this way can we confirm whether this bad inference is correct.

But here comes the question again, besides her, who else would have a sense of communication with a little octopus? What's more, it is not easy to have a sense of communication with him.

She almost killed her half life that time.

After thinking about it for a while, Cecil regained his good mood, and said calmly, "Let's put this aside beforehand. I will consider it and talk about it later."

Bode said nothing more. He could see that Cecil liked that weird little pet very much. In that case, it's better to let her weigh it.

After a while, Arnold returned safely.

He first checked Cecil's physical condition, and only after confirming that she was intact, did he begin to talk about his achievements.

"Fortunately, those people haven't had any abnormalities for the time being. But they are a bit like Keane that Cecil had seen before. They also have very convex eyeballs and look like swollen dead fish."

Arnold looked solemn: "Just in case, we took them away in the name of investigation and are now staying in the Knights for observation."

Cecil quickly asked: "Then did they say anything strange?"

"Yes." Arnold nodded, "I have been talking about the Creator, the Supreme God..."

"That's right." Cecil sighed slightly, "Kean was like this before he turned into a monster."

It seems that those people will soon become ugly monsters, it's just a matter of time.

After discussing this issue, Arnold is ready to take Cecil back. The senior management of the academy has conducted a preliminary investigation. There is no second monster in the academy, and the crisis is temporarily lifted. Students and guests can also go home without worry.

After saying goodbye to Bode, the three left the black tower. Lena was sent back to the carriage of Levitt's house by her Mr. Cavalier, and after seeing Arnold, they said something together again. Cecil and Stella also got on the carriage honestly, and Stella comforted Lena gently and gently for a while.

Poor Lena was horrified, and it hasn't been relieved yet.

In fact, most students are like this. It is normal to be scared, and it is not normal to be too calm like Cecil.

"Sister, aren't you afraid?" Lena asked weakly, covering her chest.

Cecil said flatly: "It's okay."

It's just a bit disgusting, and compared with Lanney's tampered dream, it's not worth mentioning.

Thinking of Lenny, Cecil's heart became heavy again.

Communicate with others...?

Go back and ask him first.

The carriage moved smoothly, and in silent silence, they returned to the Leicester home.

Lena was helped back to her room by the maid, and she needed a rest. Stella watched Cecil hesitated and stopped, as if he had something to say to her, but it was a pity that Arnold took a step ahead of her and pulled Cecil into her room.

He closed the door gently.

"Brother, is there anything else?" Cecil sat on the edge of the bed and looked up at the handsome young man with blond hair and blue eyes.

Although there was no expression on her face, she could feel that his mood was not very good.

This is her instinct as a sister. After all, they have lived together for more than ten years, and she knows him well.

Arnold did not answer her immediately.

He walked to the water tank, silently looked at the little octopus in the water, and suddenly said:

"Little one, there is only one left."

"...Well, you found it." Cecil touched his nose and replied casually, "The other one was eaten by Xiao Yi, just yesterday."

Arnold turned his face to look at her slightly: "Don't you think that Xiaoyi is too dangerous?"

Cecil nodded and said obediently, "Yes, it's a little bit."

Arnold stared at her quietly, and suddenly sighed slightly.

He strode over and squatted down in front of Cecil. He raised his face and gently held Cecil's hands, his blue eyes were filled with undisguised worry and pain.

"Cecile, your situation is too dangerous now. Sometimes, I suspect that you don't even know what danger is... you make me very scared like this."

"Brother..." Cecil called in a low voice.

She knew that she worried Arnold. Things must have scared him tonight.

Arnold looked at her intently, her slightly guilty face reflected in her blue eyes, weak and beautiful, engraved in his pupils like a statue.

"Cecile, don't you trust me?" he asked.

Cecil opened his eyes in surprise, and immediately retorted: "Why? The person I trust most is your brother you."

Arnold: "Then why did you never tell me that you are a student of Bode?"

"..." Cecil was silent for a few seconds, "Because Bode teaches black magic, I'm afraid you will be upset."

"How could I be unhappy?" Arnold's voice was very soft, his eyes focused as if he could only see Cecil. "You know that no matter what you do, I will support you unconditionally. I'm not afraid of you. Anything out of the ordinary, I’m afraid you won’t tell me or trust me.”

Cecil couldn't speak, so he could only lower his eyes for the sake of reason, and be honest with him.

"After my mother is gone, we only have each other. I want to protect you and accompany you, but I always forget that you will grow up slowly."

Arnold's voice was like water flowing through the night. He raised his hand and stroked Cecil's hair lightly, moving gently and carefully, as if he was afraid of breaking her.

"Cecile, tell me." He asked softly, "Are you...you don't need me anymore?"

Cecil's heart froze slightly.

She seemed to... indeed annoyed Arnold.

She pursed her lips, and hurriedly explained: "No, I really didn't think so much. I'm just afraid that you will be unhappy. That's it. There is absolutely no intention to conceal it, and there is no need for you. of……"

Arnold watched the little girl frantically, and a faint smile flashed across his eyes.

It was his lovely little girl, although she was not as clingy as she used to be-this was also his saddest part.

He knew very well that it was not Cecil that needed him, but that he needed Cecil.

He was afraid that Cecil would leave him.

Arnold lowered his eyelashes to block the emotion in his eyes, and continued to whisper, "But at the prom today, you also left me behind."

"That's because, because..." Cecil murmured for a while, and finally gave up the sophistry, "...I'm sorry, I won't do it again next time."

Arnold: "Really? Another time?"

"...Huh?" Cecil was a little dazed.

"I mean, next time you dance, will your partner be me?" Arnold smiled and looked at her, eyes full of expectation.

Cecil then reacted.

She looked down at Arnold, and sure enough, the loss and sadness on the young man's face were wiped out. On the contrary, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and there was still a slight, triumphant smile on his face.

He did it on purpose!

Cecil opened his eyes wide and raised his voice a little embarrassed: "Brother, you are playing tricks on me again!"

"It's just a small punishment for you."

Arnold chuckled and rubbed Cecil's hair, then stood up, bent over slightly, and looked into her eyes seriously.

"The last question." He raised his slender index finger, his clear blue eyes shining like stars.

Cecil met his gaze and said, "What?"

"Why are your lips swollen?"

His voice was soft, his eyes moved slightly downward, lingering on the girl's tender lips.

Cecil: "..."

It turned out that Arnold had discovered it a long time ago.

The roots of her ears were slightly red, and her right hand was lifted in a concealed manner. She stroked the soft hair around her ears, lowered her eyes subconsciously, and her eyes fell on the broken crystals on her chest.

The little octopus was already awake, and was blinking those little bright eyes, staring at her silently.

Cecil's ears were redder.

"...When I went out, I was accidentally bitten by a bug." She replied.

"It turned out to be so."

Arnold seemed to accept this explanation, but did not seem to have it.

He stood up straight, his eyes calmed, and gently told Cecil: "Then you rest early, and I will send you to school tomorrow."

"Hmm..." Cecil nodded obediently, and whispered, "Good night."

"Good night."

After the door rang, Arnold left the room and closed the door.

Cecil let out a long sigh of relief, then got up and walked to the fish tank.

She lifted the little octopus hidden in the broken crystals, put it on the palm of her hand, looked at him and said in a low voice, "Go to the water, you have been out too long today."

The little octopus crawled out of her hands.

But he didn't climb into the water tank.

On the contrary, shadows slowly rose from around him. Before Cecil could react, Lenny appeared in front of her.

Black hair, blue eyes, a complexion colder than moonlight.

His green eyes moved slightly, and his voice was soft and low: "Bug?"

Cecil was a little embarrassed.

She moved her eyelashes unnaturally, and her soft snow-colored hair curled slightly, falling from the ears to the clear collarbone, exuding a seductive fragrance.

"That's fooling brother..."

She couldn't finish her words.

Lenny suddenly leaned closer, lowering his head slightly.

He couldn't wait to kiss her.