Dark Night City.
Inside a dimly lit room.
Quite some time had passed.
Stark naked, Zuo Zuo hugged her big pillow and warily watched a certain creature surnamed Lynn, who had been sitting cross-legged on the little wooden chair opposite the bed for half an hour.
And the reason he could only be described as "sitting cross-legged"...
Was, of course, that only those two legs were currently there. Everything above his waist had plunged into the crack he had pried open with a large amount of leviathan flesh, making him look like a ghost with only a lower body.
And even with only two legs left...
He had not behaved himself for a moment.
Scratching his right foot with his left was one thing, but constantly nodding at her with his middle leg was infuriating. Even the nodding would have been tolerable, but did he have to keep bobbing it up and down, left and right, back and forth? She was already fighting for her life to keep her temper!
(ー`´ー) Her fists clenched tight.
Of course.
If that had been all, it would not have mattered.
But there were even more outrageous things.
Like right now.
Zuo Zuo narrowed her eyes at a tentacle slowly wriggling down from the rift where his upper body was. She watched it creep stealthily onto the bed, then furtively try to slip under her covers, intending to do some nasty things to her.
She had already discovered plenty of tentacles trying to sneak under her covers and cause trouble like this. Every one was slippery and ill-intentioned, clearly not a respectable tentacle.
But dealing with these tentacles was very simple.
She drew a gleaming kitchen knife from beneath her pillow.
Raised it and fixed her eyes on the target.
Waited for it to