Blocking her way was a bizarre, large fleshy ball monster.
The tentacles beneath the fleshy ball swayed like seaweed, making it look like a giant octopus.
Natsumi, seeing this type of monster for the first time, felt a chill shoot straight to her head, utterly stunned.
It was even more terrifying than those zombie Tentacle Monsters!
Moreover, the zombie tentacles behind her had already caught up.
Caught between a frontal assault and a rear attack, there was no escape.
Even though the high-ponytail girl was strong and bit her teeth firmly, she was still affected by fear.
Her legs turned to jelly, and she looked on the verge of tears.
Her exquisitely beautiful and clear face was devoid of color, which, however, brought a touch of fragility to her fair and delicate complexion.
Her entire body was deeply enveloped in terror.
Natsumi didn’t understand what was happening at school.
She had just wanted to look for her Childhood friend at the archery club after club activities ended, but on the way, she personally witnessed the horrifying Tentacle Monster killing students and teachers.
What’s more, the terrifying scene of several female students being toyed with and devoured by the Tentacle Monster left a significant shadow on Natsumi’s psyche.
The thought that if she were caught, she would meet the same fate as those girls made the ponytailed girl’s pupils tremble, her heart filled with desolation.
Huh?
Strangely, the tentacle in front of her stopped in mid-air, just a few centimeters away from her forehead—so close yet not touching.
Instead of attacking as she had imagined, just as Natsumi’s fearful heart was being suppressed by confusion, the tentacle in front of her suddenly moved.
Still as a virgin, swift as a fleeing hare.
Swish.
A sharp tentacle brushed past the girl’s ear, attacking behind her.
Natsumi didn’t even see it clearly.
Dazedly turning her head, the sight that greeted her eyes was the shocking scene of the zombie Tentacle Monster that had just been hunting her down, now torn limb from limb.
Squelch—
Thud—
The sound of the scattered corpse fragments jolted the stunned, bewildered ponytailed girl awake.
Her pretty face couldn’t hide her shock.
Infighting?
Were they not actually on the same side?
That tentacle just now had swept past her side like a blade.
Natsumi’s mind was in chaos, her thoughts mired in mud.
Only when the terrifying tentacle, as deadly as a weapon, turned to point at her did she let out a scream and start running for her life.
Regardless of whether these monsters were on the same side or not, she didn’t dare stay put.
Nagumo didn’t stop this girl.
He simply glanced at her before turning his attention to his system panel.
Evolution Points +1
Evolution Points +1
Evolution Points +1
“That was fast.
It seems there are quite a few zombie monsters in this school.
It should be enough for me to collect full points,” he mused, looking forward to what would happen after maxing it out.
Hmm?
The single-ponytailed beauty who had just fled hadn’t even been gone two minutes before she came running back, ‘thump thump thump,’ tears glistening at the corners of her eyes as she gritted her teeth and sprinted wildly, pursued by over a dozen flailing tentacled zombies.
Watching this scene, Nagumo felt an inexplicable sense of amusement and wanted to laugh.
“Oh no!”
Ahead, more tentacled zombies appeared, trapping Natsumi from both front and back, cutting off her escape.
The girl felt like crying but had no tears left.
“Why is this happening…
these persistent monsters!”
Forcing down the trembling in her body, she caught a glimpse of the octopus-like monster crouching nearby out of the corner of her eye.
Remembering how this strange Tentacle Monster had seemingly helped her by killing those other monsters earlier, Natsumi finally bit her pearly white teeth, covered her mouth, held her breath, and cautiously began walking toward Nagumo.
She moved very carefully, very cautiously, and wasn’t attacked even as she walked right up beside him.
Natsumi covered her mouth with both hands, her heart pounding wildly.
Seeing him motionless, her fearful mood finally began to calm down somewhat.
The girl could sense this monster was watching her.
The current Nagumo simply lacked eyes, otherwise he’d definitely demonstrate to this girl what a sidelong glance of disdain looked like.
Could this be considered ‘a fox borrowing the tiger’s might’?
However, since so many ‘Evolution Points’ have been delivered to my doorstep, I won’t refuse them either.
I’ll gladly accept them!
Swish—
Tentacle Storm!
“This is…” Her eyes fixed on the five or six tentacles rising from beneath the monster beside her, carrying a sharp, imposing aura and the sound of tearing through the air as they charged into the zombie horde.
A chaotic collision ensued, and the zombies’ tentacles, along with their bodies, were torn to shreds.
It left Natsumi stunned and speechless.
“So powerful…”
The girl murmured to herself, then turned to look at him again.
“And, it was like this before too…
it saved me.
Is it…
helping me?”
This Tentacle Monster seemed very different from the other monsters.
Natsumi’s fear gradually subsided.
“Huh?
You’re injured?”
Noticing the bloody wound on one of his tentacles, the girl exclaimed in surprise.
Nagumo gave her a sidelong glance, calmly retracting his tentacle.
After all, he wasn’t invincible.
C-rank endurance was a formidable weapon against humans, but the same kind of monster could also pose a threat to him.
However, with [Rapid Recovery], such injuries would heal quickly.
“Speaking of which, isn’t this girl afraid of me anymore?” Nagumo sized up the tall, beautiful girl beside him.
Her swaying blue ponytail exuded youthful energy, and her slightly disheveled appearance couldn’t hide her lovely, captivating figure.
With a curvy front and back, she had a great figure even among high school students.
But a pretty beauty like this, among Tentacle Monsters, would be the pitiful role destined for a tragic fall.
Tsk, I really have crossed into an eroge world, haven’t I?
“Th-thank you,” Natsumi couldn’t believe she was thanking a monster.
But, well, having been saved by it twice, a sense of gratitude arose spontaneously.
Natsumi could more or less feel that this Tentacle Monster seemed to harbor no ill will toward her.
But what should she do now?
She wanted to leave but didn’t dare.
The girl knew the school was basically overrun, invaded by monsters.
Even with this strange Tentacle Monster’s help, she had temporarily escaped danger.
But if she left its side, she would still be caught by those disgusting monsters…
Natsumi bit her pink lips anxiously, her exquisitely beautiful face clouded with worry, growing increasingly despairing about the future.
It wasn’t until something touched her shoulder that the girl first failed to notice.
When it touched her again, she instinctively turned her head and saw that what had tapped her shoulder was a tentacle from the monster beside her.
“What are you…
Eek?!”
Nagumo slid his tentacle under her armpit, reaching the front of the girl’s clothes.
Natsumi almost stopped breathing, her eyes wide with terror as she stared at the monster that seemed about to bind and restrain her, nearly breaking down.
It—
Whether intentional or accidental, the tentacle rubbed against the girl’s clothes.
Even through the layer of fabric, it made her delicate body tremble.
It was clear Natsumi was well-endowed.
The tentacle circled around her upper body.
The terrified girl stood frozen, terrified it would slip inside her clothes.
Only when it moved away did she breathe a sigh of relief.
Even so, her neck felt itchy, flushed crimson.
Her heart, which had just settled, was again lifted.
This time, the tentacle reached her fair, soft thighs.
Natsumi clenched the hem of her clothes tightly.
The tender, resilient skin of her thighs was touched, and the tentacle even ventured beneath her skirt, moving steadily upward…
Just as it seemed about to slip under her skirt, Natsumi’s face flushed red as she prepared to resist, but the tentacle suddenly withdrew.
It was holding…
a carton of milk?
Natsumi:???
The ponytailed girl was utterly confused.
She saw the tentacle take a carton of milk and a phone from her pocket.
It rolled the milk into its ‘mouth,’ and within seconds, the drained carton was tossed aside.
“Phew, even as a Tentacle Monster, I still get hungry.
Speaking of which, this girl really has a vivid imagination.
She didn’t think I was going to do something to her, did she?
Tsk.”
Nagumo scoffed.
Sakuragami Natsiai was also embarrassed, embarrassed enough to curl her toes.
In the end, it was just for food?
That carton of milk was leftover from her lunch box…
It must have been hungry?
The ponytailed girl blushed with embarrassment, feeling a bit indignant too.
If that’s the case, then why did it crawl all over me…
Ugh~ It was definitely taking advantage!
The girl, touched for the first time in such a way, bit her lip.
After a moment, she let out a soft ‘pfft’ laugh.
Her tightly wound nerves finally relaxed, and a radiant smile bloomed on her face.
“A Tentacle Monster that drinks milk…
it’s actually kind of cute.”
Nagumo:???
Even though I’m not the same type of Tentacle Monster as those low-level ones, and I have no interest in those depraved acts—in fact, I detest them—you still can’t call me cute, can you?
Nagumo felt his monster identity had been insulted.
He used a tentacle to lift the phone, the screen displaying Japanese text he had just typed.
“Cute your sister—”
Natsumi’s pretty face was a mask of shock.
She stared incredulously at her phone and the Tentacle Monster before her, looking as if she’d seen a ghost, utterly astounded.
“Y-you can communicate?!”
It could communicate like a human?
This was something Natsumi truly hadn’t expected.