Raising Octopus Juvenile - Chapter 35

Cecil went to Bode with the little octopus that had changed back.

To her comfort, Bode was still there, and it looked the same as usual.

“You asked the deputy dean if he’s been here?” Bod replied casually, “I have been here, but I just left.”

Hearing this, Cecilton looked nervous: “He didn’t say anything to you, did he?”

Bode raised his head lazily, his gray eyes slowly turning on Cecil’s face, “He asked me if I had been to the Ecological Park today.”

Sure enough, the teacher came to ask the crime, but fortunately those creatures have been restored.

Cecil: “Then how did you answer?”

Bode: “I didn’t go, I’ve been sleeping all the time, why did I go to that ghost place.”

“…” Cecil continued to ask: “Then he didn’t let you hand over the keys?”

“He did let me hand over the keys, and then I found out the fake keys I used to play with.”

Bode pulled out a silver key from a pile of debris, and laid it on his palm: “Hey, look, this is it. Isn’t it a great job, perfect, and impeccable?”

Cecil: As expected of you.

Just as she was about to say something complimenting, Bode suddenly threw it away, threw the fake key behind him like trash, and then sighed boredly.

“It’s a pity that the fake one can’t open the door, so it’s still rubbish.”

Hearing this, Cecil frowned slightly: “Why didn’t the deputy dean confiscated this key? Does he know it’s a fake?”

Bode shook his head: “He doesn’t know. I’m ready to give this stuff to him. He didn’t know what sound he heard, and suddenly yelled “Baby” and rushed out.”

Bode spoke with a nauseous expression, apparently incompetent in accepting the term “baby”.

Cecil was completely relieved now. In any case, there are not few creatures in the eco-park, so even if the vice-president wants to check, he can’t find anything.

However, the deputy dean is also good enough. Tianma is calling in the ecological garden. He can hear him from Bode. He is indeed his kind-hearted baby.

Cecil was silent for a while, and Bode looked at her meaningfully and asked, “So? What did you do in the ecological garden?”

Cecil touched his nose with a guilty conscience: “I just accidentally… stole the deputy dean’s… baby?”

Bode raised his eyebrows slightly: “Why are you stealing his baby?”

Cecil: “Give my little pet… something more?”

Bode: “…”

Bode thought of her weird little pet, and curiosity surged again. How much time has passed since then, that little thing can already use the vice-president’s Tianma as a food reserve, presumably it should have grown very big now?

“So how old is your little pet now?” Bod raised his chin and asked with interest.

Cecil thought it would be better to show him directly.

She opened the small satchel to reveal the little octopus inside. Since Cecil hadn’t interacted with him all the way, the little octopus looked awkward now, and the tentacles were all curled up listlessly.

“Only so?” Bode stretched out his hand in surprise, and squeezed the little octopus out of the bag.

Cecil nodded helplessly: “Well, very small, very well-behaved, but very edible.”

“Oh?” Bode looked at the little octopus curiously. Although the little octopus didn’t like being carried by him, Cecil was watching him. He had to continue to shut himself up, “How can I eat?”

“I ate all the meat in my kitchen, and I haven’t eaten enough, so I brought him to the ecological garden…”

—Unexpectedly, he almost emptied the eco-park.

In the second half, Cecil didn’t say anything, but added it silently in his heart.

Bode pondered slightly, his eyes full of inquiry when he looked at the little octopus: “It is indeed very edible, but I don’t know how he digested so much food…”

Cecil didn’t say a word, but just sat quietly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Bode glanced at her, and a clear smile flashed in his narrow gray eyes: “You don’t want to raise it anymore?”

“…Not really.” Cecil said sullenly.

Bode got up, took a thick test tube bottle, filled it with water, and put the little octopus in it. The little octopus went into the water, flicked twice perfunctorily, and then continued to curl up its tentacles, entering a state of autism.

“If you don’t want to raise it, I can reluctantly accept it. Anyway, I have a way to feed him, and I still want to dissect him…”

Although Bode’s lazy tone did not change, the gaze from his forehead was full of interest.

Knowing that what he was telling was not a lie, Cecil quickly snatched the test tube bottle from his hand and protected the little octopus in his arms.

“I won’t give him to you.” She said badly.

“Then donate it to the deputy dean?” Bode slowly rubbed his chin, and said in a suggested tone, “Look, the environment of his ecological park is still very good, right? Send this little thing there, you shouldn’t worry about it. The problem of being hungry.”

That really doesn’t need to worry, but other animals in the eco-park may have to worry about it.

Bode saw Cecil holding the test tube bottle in silence, and slowly stopped talking. After a while, he suddenly squatted down in front of Cecil and raised his hand to caress her snow-white soft hair.

“Then throw it away, no one will blame you.”

Cecil’s long eyelashes quivered, and said lowly: “It will blame me.”

The German language is gentle: “It’s just a pet.”

Is it just a pet?

Cecil lowered his eyes slightly and looked at the little octopus in his arms. The little octopus was lying on the transparent inner wall of the test tube bottle, with round and soft eyes staring at her unblinkingly.

It seems… more than just pets.

Cecil silently put his fingers into the mouth of the bottle, and the soft and wet tentacles immediately wrapped around him impatiently.

“…Even pets can’t be thrown away casually.”

She put the little octopus back in her bag, and put the test tube bottle in Bod’s hand, and said, “You should dissect something else.”

Hearing this, Bode twitched his tongue, as if he was a little disappointed with the result.

He rubbed Cecil’s hair again and asked, “Then what are you going to do? Do you want to pack the slaughterhouse of the entire capital for it?”

Cecil: “…”

“Don’t worry about it.” Cecil rubbed his forehead helplessly, “I can’t starve anyway.”

Bode: “…”

“still have a question.”

Bode: “What?”

“Is there a so-called resurrection spell in this world?” Cecil suddenly raised an inexplicable question.

Bode was confused: “Your thinking is too jumping…”

“However, the resurrection technique…” He thought for a while, and suddenly smiled sarcastically, “That’s no longer a field that humans can involve?”

Cecil asked: “Who can be involved in that field?”

“For example, God… or something?” Bode raised his eyebrows jokingly, apparently he didn’t believe the answer himself.

There is no such thing as a **** in this world, although this does not prevent the people from having their own beliefs.

But if someone goes to the street to advertise to everyone that there is a great **** in this world, they will inevitably be ridiculed.

So this answer is almost impossible.

Cecil fell silent again.

After a long time, when Bode almost thought Cecil was about to fall asleep, she suddenly spoke again.

“and also…”

Bode stroked her hair naturally, and patiently responded, “Huh?”

“Can you take your paws away? Don’t think I don’t know that you just want to take the opportunity to touch my hair.”

“…”

Bode, who was punctured, retracted his hand in anguish and whispered, “Don’t give me a touch, meanie.”

Cecil: “Huh.”

Only Lena and Cecil had dinner together in the evening.

In the afternoon, the butler found that all the meat in the kitchen had disappeared. He planned to tell Kevin about the theft in the kitchen at night. Fortunately, Cecil came back before Kevin. She told the butler that all the meat was taken by her to feed. Give it to the stray animals outside, and the butler just gave it up.

Later, the kitchen quickly replenished a large amount of meat, but due to the rush of time, it was still not as rich as before.

At the table, Lena saw Cecil not speaking, thinking she didn’t like tonight’s dishes, so she took the initiative to look for topics.

“I heard that the deputy dean was yelling in the academy today, saying that someone had stolen his baby, and he had to fight that person!”

Cecil replied without changing his face: “Oh? Did he find out who stole it?”

“No, I said I got it back again.” Lena looked confused, “but the deputy dean still wants to check, although we don’t understand what he wants to check.”

“Maybe I don’t think I can hold on to face.” Cecil said casually.

The table was quiet again.

Lena cleared her throat and thought of another topic: “By the way, I also heard that someone saw…”

“Lina.” Cecil interrupted her, “Speak less during dinner.”

“…Oh.” Lena flat her mouth, no longer squeaking.

In fact, she wanted to say that someone saw the person named Keen heading towards the eco-park today, and I wonder if it is related to the deputy dean.

But Cecil seemed to be absent… Forget it, don’t bother her.

After dinner, Cecil returned to the room and sat down in front of the water tank.

There are only two small octopuses in the tank, one is “Little One” Unit 3, and the other is Lanny.

Seeing her back, Lanny immediately climbed out of the water tank and turned into a black-haired and green-eyed teenager, standing in front of her docilely as usual.

“Cecile, I’m still very hungry.” He said lowly.

Cecil did not follow his words. As if to reconfirm, she raised her eyelashes, and said to Lanny in a serious and persuasive tone:

“Lanny, the animals that were restored by you today, are they really restored?”

Lanny nodded repeatedly.

“Then they are the original ones?”

Lanni paused slightly, her voice calm and stable: “…exactly the same.”

Cecil couldn’t say whether he was feeling more relieved or worried.

In short, it’s complicated.

So she decided to give up thinking about this matter first, and instead consider another more serious issue.

Lanny said that he was still hungry, indicating that today’s food did not satisfy him.

So what else can satisfy him?

Meat? Blood? Or is it magic?

Cecil suddenly remembered that when he was feeding Xiaoyi with magic power, Lannie had a longing look on his face.

So… actually he prefers her magic?

Cecil vaguely felt that he had found a temporary workable solution. But she is not sure yet, so she needs to give it a try first.

She thought quietly for a while, then suddenly raised a hand and stretched her slender white index finger in front of Lanney.

The faint blue light streaming out from her fingertips, Lanny watched quietly, his Adam’s apple moved slightly, his eyes focused.

“Eat,” Cecil said softly.