The time had reached Night.
Ye Peihan took Zina and prepared to go out for some fun, maybe have a good meal as well.
With a New Member added to the household, it was only natural to celebrate.
Ye Peihan put on a black coat, placed Zina in his pocket, and headed out.
Night.
The moonlight was bright.
On the main street, even at Night, people still came and went, many young men and women enjoying the vibrant nightlife.
Young girls noticed Ye Peihan, their hearts fluttering at his handsome face, and began taking various actions.
They brushed past him by chance, their shoulders bumping, followed by surprise and cheesy pickup lines.
“Oppa, what kind of Night do you like?”
“I like the Night when I miss you!”
Or they would “accidentally” drop their phone in front of him, express gratitude, “Oppa, thank you for picking up my phone. Let me buy you a bottle of water. May I have your chat ID?”
Some were even bolder, directly stopping him to ask for his phone number.
There were many tricks.
Young girls, energized from surfing the internet.
But as soon as they acted, within a few seconds, they felt a chill crawl down their spine, as if a terrifying creature was staring at them.
Their hearts grew uneasy.
Looking around, unable to find the reason, they left quietly in discomfort.
Only when they were some distance from Ye Peihan did the fear fade, and looking back at him from afar, they felt he was incredibly mysterious.
Curiosity remained.
But they didn’t dare approach again.
Ye Peihan shrugged, chalking it up to girls being fickle.
He took Zina out, who seemed a little angry, her tentacles waving.
Ye Peihan placed Zina on his shoulder.
“Zina, from here on, just stay here.”
“The Night view of Qingluo City is quite beautiful. Enjoy it well.”
Zina felt sour inside.
Wouldn’t this interfere with her master’s chance for romance? For example, interrupting girls trying to get her master’s number.
She wanted to be jealous, wanted to be jealous!
Ye Peihan looked at the little octopus holding back her breath and somehow understood her thoughts, letting out a laugh.
He gently poked her with his fingertip.
“Little Zina, don’t be jealous.”
“They’re not as pretty as you, right?”
“Have confidence in yourself.”
Upon hearing this, Zina’s anger instantly vanished.
She stretched out her soft tentacle, wrapped it around Ye Peihan’s fingertip, and gently squirmed.
That’s right, Zina is beautiful, after all, she was created according to her master’s preferences.
Her gaze swept over the girls’ chests and legs, a touch of human-like disdain flashing in her eyes.
Their chests weren’t as big as her human form’s, their legs not as long, so she had no reason to be jealous.
Ye Peihan took Zina to the Park, ordered a cup of milk tea and a small box of ice cream, and sat on a bench.
Beside him, the streetlight shone brightly, small moths circling and bumping into the lamp shade with ‘bang bang’ sounds.
Ye Peihan placed Zina on his lap, sipping milk tea and handing the box of ice cream to Zina.
He wasn’t sure if Zina could drink milk tea, so he didn’t prepare one for her.
Instead, he offered ice cream.
Having once raised an octopus-girl side character, he knew eating a little ice cream wasn’t a problem for octopuses.
Ye Peihan leisurely drank, enjoying the Night breeze and the lively voices, his eyes half-closed.
A wet touch brushed his cheek.
He looked down to see the pink little octopus clutching his shirt, climbing onto his shoulder.
The tip of her pink tentacle carried a bit of ice cream, which she slowly brought to Ye Peihan’s lips.
Her eyes sparkled, as if urging him to taste it.
Ye Peihan was stunned for a moment, then, without thinking, took the soft tentacle into his mouth.
The sweet taste of ice cream spread.
“Mm, delicious.”
As Zina felt the warmth inside his mouth, her body instinctively softened.
But soon, she tensed up again.
After all, if she fell off his shoulder, it would be too embarrassing.
Now, mission accomplished!
Zina blinked, waved her hand, and traced his face, leaving a faint, glistening trail.
Another tentacle wrapped around the straw of the milk tea, gently pulling it toward herself, as if to say, ‘I want some too.’
Ye Peihan blinked.
He felt his little octopus was quite clever.
“Alright, no problem.”
Ye Peihan looked at the wide straw, then at the octopus, who wasn’t even half the size of his palm, and thought for a moment.
He poured some milk tea into his other palm, letting a thin layer pool.
He brought it to Zina.
Seeing this, Zina happily extended her tentacle and slowly absorbed the liquid.
Zina felt dizzy, looking at Ye Peihan’s smile—it seemed extra sweet, probably because there was too much sugar in the milk tea.
Of course, she also felt a bit regretful.
With her soft tentacle tip, she wiped the corner of Ye Peihan’s mouth, picking up a bit of milk tea residue, and brought it to her own mouth.
‘Master doesn’t have to go to so much trouble. Spitting some into my mouth is fine.’
She wanted to drink straight from his lips.
Ye Peihan shook his head with a smile, once again understanding Zina’s thoughts.
Spit some from his mouth to her? He felt that was a bit much.
He checked his clothes.
There were no traces of slime.
His considerate little octopus suppressed her instinct to secrete mucus in public, saving his dignity.
A few girls watched the scene from afar.
They wanted to approach Ye Peihan to ask for his number, but seeing him chatting happily with a pink little octopus, their legs wouldn’t move.
The more they watched, the stranger their expressions became.
Was this scene… kind of cute?
A non-human love?
They felt a bit dejected.
Why did high-quality handsome guys always have such odd hobbies?
They left dispirited, hoping to find another attractive but fallen young man.
Shipping everything only hurts yourself.
Zina watched them leave from the corner of her eye, humming twice in her heart.
Her tentacle tugged at Ye Peihan’s finger.
Another pointed at the ice cream on his lap.
Ye Peihan understood.
He picked up the ice cream, took the small spoon, and started feeding Zina bit by bit.
Zina ate happily, enjoying the feeding play with her master.
Ye Peihan stood up, walked to a nearby trash can, and threw away the milk tea and ice cream containers.
Afterward, Ye Peihan took Zina to a restaurant inside the Park.
Under the confused gaze of the Black Stockings Waitress, he ordered two identical set meals.
The Black Stockings Waitress kindly suggested that if it wasn’t enough, he could add more, which would be more economical.
But Ye Peihan insisted on two identical sets.
The Black Stockings Waitress didn’t understand, but the customer is always right, so she served two matching sets.
Many people around noticed Ye Peihan, curious as to why there was so much food in front of him.
Could one person eat it all? But they didn’t pay much attention, quickly looking away to focus on their own dishes.
Ye Peihan released Zina to the side.
He ate quickly, his hands steady.
After finishing one plate, he set down his chopsticks and lifted his gaze.
The other plate was already empty, too.
Zina, noticing Ye Peihan’s look, snapped back to attention, twisting bashfully as if to say, ‘Zina actually eats very little.’
But thinking it was something her master ordered for her, she couldn’t hold back.
Ye Peihan stroked his chin, staring at the spotless plate—there wasn’t even a bone left.
“Zina, could you be an evolved creature?”
Zina: Oh no, is Master about to find out?