Chapter 30: That picture must be photoshopped

Ye Kui’s bedroom.

Zina put down her phone and switched it to silent, because she could already foresee the incoming bombardment of messages.

No doubt, those two were already furious.

Humph, Master belongs to Zina!

The possessive little octopus looked at the lip print on Ye Kui’s cheek—that was her own mark.

She lowered her gaze, long lashes trembling softly, then leaned in again, her full lips fitting perfectly.

A thick, soft tentacle quietly wrapped around Ye Kui’s wrist, coiling in circles, suction cups oozing glistening mucus, filling the air with her unique briny scent.

Zina pecked a few more times.

Then, she took Ye Kui’s hand, gently kissed the back, and let her tongue trace along his vein down to his middle finger.

She swallowed it, lips moving, leaving deep imprints—marks of love that words couldn’t express even a thousandth of.

“Master… Master…”

“You have to reward Zina.”

“Master, don’t be stingy…”

“Master, does this mean you approve?”

“Then, Zina… will take it herself.”

One by one, the tentacles climbed the walls and ceiling, weaving together, as if turning the bedroom into a flesh-and-blood love nest.

Zina bowed her head, cheeks flushed with shyness, and slipped off the strap on her shoulder, offering a love no one could compare.

At the corner of the bed, there was a damp Little Notebook, the kind you find at street stalls, looking terribly cheap.

One page was already soaked and falling apart.

That page was blurred, but two lines remained clear.

[If you love him, just take him!]

[If you don’t even dare to take him, how can you say you love him!]

—

“Hiss!”

The next day.

Warm sunlight poured through the window onto Ye Kui.

He sucked in a breath, clutching the wall and rubbing his waist, looking haggard.

He didn’t understand why every night he woke up sore and aching, as if trampled by some giant beast.

Ye Kui tried to withdraw his hands, intending to show some masculinity, but as soon as he took a step forward… his foot slipped, and he almost fell.

He quickly grabbed the wall to steady himself.

Ye Kui looked down, wanting to see what had ruined his dignity, and spotted a damp Little Notebook.

Ye Kui: ?

Perplexed, he bent over, picked it up, glanced at it, then instinctively tossed it into the trash can.

Ye Kui glanced carelessly, then his eyes widened.

“Wait… Why is the trash can full of paper balls?”

Ye Kui looked at the overflowing pile, scratching his head.

Did he use them? That couldn’t be—yesterday he didn’t…

Recalling last night’s events, it all felt fuzzy.

Could it really be his doing?

It’s not like there was a third person in the house.

Ye Kui considered the possibility, his expression shifting as he rushed to the bathroom.

Could it be that last night’s dream was too stimulating… and he got up half-asleep to clean up?

Ye Kui glanced at the bathroom mirror.

His face was clean, just a bit damp and sticky.

After a shower, Ye Kui stepped out and entered the Living Room.

At the Dining Table, Zina had pulled out a little hat from somewhere and placed it on her head, waving a tentacle at him.

Beside her, a bowl of steaming hot porridge.

The white porridge was thick and fragrant.

Ye Kui pulled out a chair and sat down.

“Zina, did you make this? You’re amazing!”

Zina blushed shyly, pushing the porridge bowl toward him with a tentacle.

Ye Kui didn’t hesitate.

He took a sip.

Rich, soft, and sticky—the taste of meat within.

As for what kind of meat, Ye Kui wasn’t sure, but after glancing at her tentacles, all accounted for, he felt oddly relieved.

Ye Kui pulled out his phone, wanting to see what the Villain Group Chat was talking about, but it was just routine check-ins, with no news from the Genesis Organization.

As for yesterday’s chat logs with Luo Qiongyin and Luo Xixue, Zina had cleaned them thoroughly.

She was a clever little octopus, a fast learner with so many tutorials online.

Of course, if Ye Kui did discover anything…

She wouldn’t know~

“Zina, do you want some?”

Zina nodded.

She wanted it~

How could she refuse her Master’s feeding?

—

“Photoshopped, it must be photoshopped!”

Outside the Law Enforcement Bureau.

Luo Qiongyin lowered her head and walked in gloomily.

Law enforcement officers stepped aside as she passed, unsure what was wrong with the Holy Maiden.

Luo Qiongyin hadn’t slept all night, staring at the image, zooming in over and over, trying to find evidence of photoshopping!

In the end, she actually did “find some.”

She comforted herself—it was photoshopped, it had to be!

Bei Ming Shuangyu yawned, and as soon as her left foot stepped into the office, she froze.

Across from her, a blonde girl worked furiously at her desk, black energy almost materializing around her.

Bei Ming Shuangyu gulped.

She felt that greeting her might earn a punch, regardless of friend or foe.

After a moment’s thought, Bei Ming Shuangyu quietly retreated, her resolve strengthening.

She had spent all day obtaining a clue about the Genesis Organization, though she didn’t know if it was real.

But it was worth checking out.

She’d investigate, and if true, notify Luo Qiongyin.

Whether as an enforcer or a friend, she couldn’t always rely on the “Holy Maiden.”

—

Luo Xixue also thought it was photoshopped.

She had searched for images all night and finally found a reason to convince herself.

In the Classroom, the teacher lectured passionately at the podium.

Luo Xixue listened for a bit, then lost interest because she didn’t understand.

Her seat was at the back of the Classroom, spacious enough for her wheelchair.

Luo Xixue turned to look out the window.

Warmth spilled over her snow-white, flawless face, with silver hair tinged by golden light.

Outside, green leaves rustled and two little birds chirped on a branch.

The weather was nice, life energetic.

Luo Xixue wanted to take out her phone and message someone, but resisted since class was in session.

Teacher Ye didn’t come to school again today.

Damn, Teacher Ye really is three days fishing, two days drying the net!

As expected, she’d have to keep him in line, or risk losing her job sooner or later!

“Luo Xixue, I see you’ve been staring out the window.Does that mean you’ve completely understood the problem I just explained?Come up and answer.”

“Teacher, the answer is C!”

Luo Xixue answered firmly.

The middle-aged male teacher on the podium looked black-faced.

“Luo Xixue, this is a fill-in-the-blank question!”

—

What was Ye Kui doing at that moment?

He was squatting under a tree, keeping watch for someone.

Ye Kui thought that his insomnia was partly Director Wang’s fault.

He wasn’t the type to leave threats unchecked.

He didn’t dare underestimate anyone—an insignificant person could deal a fatal blow at a crucial moment.

Heroes fill the world like carp crossing the river!

Thus, Ye Kui decided it was better to resolve things early.

So, he found Director Wang’s address by certain means.

And started his stakeout.

He’d let him go in the Alley yesterday because finding Zina was more important.

It was already merciful not to come here in the middle of the night.

“Zina, when that guy comes out, let’s put a sack over his head and give him a good beating—at the very least, some physical amnesia!”

At his collar, the pink little octopus waved its tentacle, in full support.

If Master holds the sack, she’ll hand over the Steel Pipe!

Only… she thought the bloodstains in the Alley had probably been washed clean by last night’s rain.

Still, she was well prepared.

—

It wasn’t until ten o’clock at night.

Darkness fell, the moon rose.

Under the tree, having endured countless strange looks all day, Ye Kui stood up expressionlessly.