Abu.
Compared to Yu Xiaoxiao, she was even more petite. Combined with her childlike appearance, she looked like a novice disciple.
In this adorable academy uniform, the short skirt was paired with pink thigh-high stockings printed with little bears... Even if the viewer wasn't some lecherous old man, any normal person would inevitably let their imagination run wild.
"Little Octopus, Brother Yu Jing is here."
The luxurious and enormous underwater palace belonged exclusively to Abu! As for Mr. Lovecraft, he was a horror novelist with no fixed residence who would come looking for Abu from time to time to play games and relax.
At that moment, Mr. Lovecraft was gripping a game controller with a serious expression, working with Abu to clear a zombie-killing apocalypse game.
"Hello, Mr. Lovecraft!"
Yu Jing could clearly sense the hostility coming from him.
After all, Hastur and Cthulhu had a terrible relationship in the Old World.
Yu Jing himself was unaffected. Hastur's influence had no effect on him.
However, this Mr. Lovecraft—the successor closest to God—seemed similar to Cthulhu in certain habits and ways of thinking, which had caused him to inexplicably hate Yu Jing, the successor of Hastur.
"Little Octopus, we agreed! You're not allowed to be mean to Brother Yu Jing."
As soon as Abu said this, the hostility vanished from Mr. Lovecraft.
"Hello, Yu Jing."
After offering a highly mechanical greeting, the tall, thin man wriggled his lower body over to Yu Jing and extended a hand.
"Little Octopus, why don't we stop here for today? Brother Yu Jing came all this way. I want to spend some time with him today."
Mr. Lovecraft, whose face was almost expressionless, put on an unhappy look.
"It's fine. You two can keep playing... I'll watch you. I quite like this type of game