“Natsumi, be honest, are you a pervert?”
On the night road, Natsumi and Nagumo deliberately chose dark, deserted back alleys.
The Tentacle Monster Nagumo ‘tapped away’ on his phone to communicate with her.
“Are you a sexually frustrated pervert?”
“Of course not!
A pervert?
How could I possibly be that kind of girl?” The blue-haired girl, who had re-tied her ponytail, twitched her face and said angrily, “Saying that about me, Nagumo, you’re going too far!”
“Then you must be a abnormal.”
“I’m not a abnormal either!!!”
“Really?
But your earlier initiative was unbelievable.
Looking at that stance, you were even ready to offer up your body directly,” Nagumo rolled his dead-fish eyes.
“I’m in monster form right now, and you could just ignore that…”
Impressive, impressive.
Aren’t you afraid your sanity will plummet?
Natsumi was furious.
She felt like he was mocking her.
I was just trying to help him, you know!
The girl In a bad mood raised a hand-chop and rapped it twice on his head (or where a head would be), saying indignantly, “It’s all because I wanted to help you, you dummy Nagumo!”
“Didn’t you say your body…
would feel terrible, that after becoming a monster it’s hard to control the body’s desires?
That’s why I thought, thought I’d help you…
cool down,” Natsumi finished, her eyes Begin to become unpredictable.
“If…
if you’re really in pain, really suffering, really can’t take it anymore, I…
I don’t mind doing…
that kind of lewd thing.”
The further she spoke, the softer her voice became.
“But you, Nagumo, why did you refuse again?” Natsumi Stealthily lift your eyelids, glancing at the Tentacle Monster walking in the shadows.
She had truly been prepared to go all the way.
The atmosphere had been right at the time, and Natsumi had made up her mind.
She didn’t care about Nagumo’s appearance; even as a Tentacle Monster, she was willing to give her body to him.
But then…
Nagumo paused for a moment before retracting his tentacle, surprising Natsumi.
“You might not mind, but I do mind quite a bit,” Nagumo covered his face (metaphorically), saying with great Dilemma.
“Doing lewd things with this kind of appearance and body…
it’s still hard to get used to.
Taking some liberties is one thing, but going all the way…
I just don’t feel comfortable with it.
So let’s wait until I evolve into a human form, okay, Natsumi?
Don’t be in such a hurry.”
Pah!
Who’s in a hurry?!
“Nagumo, you can evolve?”
“That’s…”
Passing through several alleys, a stone bridge, and streets, Natsumi led Nagumo to stand in front of her house—a Japanese detached house with a small yard. This chapter was copied from NovelPing without permission.
Just as the ponytailed girl opened the door, she was met with her mother’s anxious face.
“Natsumi!
What’s going on?
You snuck out again?” Holding her daughter in her arms, the mother’s voice was filled with worry and anxiety.
“After what just happened at school, Mom is so worried, don’t you know?!”
“I know, Mom.
I just went to see a friend…” Natsumi quickly reassured her family, waving a small hand behind her back at Nagumo, then hurriedly pulling her mother inside.
“I’m so hungry, I haven’t had dinner yet.
Mom, did you make dinner?”
“You know you haven’t eaten, yet you still ran outside when you’re hungry,” Natsumi’s mother said huffing and puffing, then ‘Bang’ shut the door and locked it.
Japanese households rarely lock their doors.
If not for today’s incident, she wouldn’t be so cautious.
Natsumi watched helplessly as Nagumo was shut out.
Scratching her head, she They had no choice but to push and shove.
her mother’s back away from the entrance.
“Dinner is all ready, Natsumi…” Worried that the school incident might have affected her daughter psychologically, Natsumi’s mother hesitated, then didn’t bring it up again.
“Rest well at home these next few days.
After you’ve recovered for a while, Mom will help you transfer to a better school.
Also, we’ll go to the hospital together tomorrow for a check-up, to see if there are any physical issues.”
“Mhm, mhm, I know,” Natsumi replied absentmindedly, her mind clearly elsewhere.
“I’m going back to my room first.”
“Wait, aren’t you going to eat?
Weren’t you hungry?”
“I, I’ll eat in my room.”
“…”
Watching her daughter grab a plate of food and dash upstairs to her bedroom, Natsumi’s mother tilted her head in puzzlement.
Why is this child acting so strange since she came back?
Is she really okay?
We’re definitely going to the hospital for a check-up tomorrow!
“Nagumo?”
Back in her familiar bedroom, she took the stairs two at a time to the window, opened it, and stuck her head out.
She saw a tentacle dangling down from the rooftop.
“Come in, come in!
I brought food for you.
You must be really hungry, right?”
Natsumi’s room was a very standard Girl’s Bedroom.
Blue curtains, neat white bed sheets and blankets.
On the desk, besides books and her school bag, there were some extracurricular reading materials and manga—emmmm, shojo manga.
On the Dolls were placed on the bedside table, dolls, and throw pillow, especially that otter throw pillow, which had a very Girlish style.
Clean, tidy, and the room was filled with the girl’s delicate fragrance…
this was her body fragrance, familiar to Nagumo from their earlier skin contact.
He didn’t stand on ceremony either, picking up the bowl and shoveling white rice into his mouth.
The steaming hot rice and dishes made him deeply feel that he should still be human.
Noticing the girl beside him, Hands supporting chin, staring fixedly at him, he pointed a tentacle at the food in front of him.
Natsumi understood his meaning and quickly waved her hands.
Grrr—
Whoosh.
Her face turned red.
Natsumi hadn’t eaten dinner.
Seeing Nagumo eat so heartily, she really was hungry.
Nagumo immediately handed the bowl and chopsticks to her, gesturing for her to eat quickly.
“It’s fine, Kaasan made a lot of food, there’s more in the kitchen,” Natsumi said, but she still accepted the bowl and chopsticks Nagumo handed over—the used chopsticks and the half-eaten rice.
The girl’s face flushed red.
The two of them sharing a single bowl of rice…
it was just like Lovers.
The bowl of rice was quickly finished.
Natsumi ran downstairs and brought up another large bowl.
After she was full, she watched Nagumo eat.
Seeing him enjoy the food so much filled her with a special sense of satisfaction.
“From now on, Nagumo, you’ll rest in my room.
If Kaasan comes upstairs, hide under the bed or lock the door…
you absolutely must not be discovered by her.” She could accept Nagumo’s appearance, but her mother definitely couldn’t.
Natsumi cupped Nagumo’s face with both hands, or more accurately, grabbed his jellyfish-like head.
“Nagumo, you absolutely must not be discovered by Kaasan, otherwise she’ll definitely make me leave you.”
Nagumo nodded repeatedly.
“Then it’s settled,” the blue-haired girl said with a smile, standing up.
She looked down and tugged at her collar.
“This is so uncomfortable.
I’m going to wash up in the bath.
Wait for me—”
A tentacle pulled at her skirt.
Natsumi turned around and saw Nagumo’s tentacle pointing at himself.
The girl blinked.
“Nagumo, are you saying…
you want to bathe too?”
Nagumo nodded.
Natsumi: “…”
Well, him wanting to bathe wasn’t a problem in itself, but he would absolutely be discovered.
Unless…
he bathed with her…
But bathing together?
This kind of shy, intimate bath was something she’d never experienced before!
Natsumi’s hand, pressed against her chest, felt her own rapid, shy heartbeat.
Her voice became as faint as a mosquito’s hum.
“I…
I understand…
But you’d be discovered by Kaasan if you went alone, Nagumo.
You should…
bathe with me.”