"It's literally a murder."
Rogers stood in Rand's living room and spoke to him.
There's going to be a good basketball game that night, and Rogers knocks on Rand's apartment door with a beer and asks if he wants to watch it together. Rand's answer to this was "of course", but it meant that Rogers was caught off guard by the brand new aquarium.
His face was full of disbelief and grief, and his eyes fell on the aquarium that could be said to have redeemed Rand. Obviously, Rogers had a completely different view from Rand for such a big thing.
"A murder of aesthetics."
He took a step back, as if he couldn't control his emotions, and couldn't help but repeat one more sentence.
Rand, holding a small plate of sliced chicken breasts, gave Rogers a wry smile.
"Oh, don't be like that, Rogers, I just... I just need an aquarium, who knew it would suddenly break."
He did know that the aquarium wasn't pretty, but Rogers' reaction was completely unexpected.
"...and, I don't think it looks that bad either..."
Rand added weakly.
Rogers covered his face in pain.
"God...straight man."
He muttered resignedly, then completely gave up the idea of correcting Rand's aesthetic bias.
He approached Rand and frowned as he fed the odd aquatic creature with chicken breasts.
Munster has adapted to his new home, and the large environment seems to make it more lively than before. Rand used to worry about the tentacles on its head, but on the second day there were two small bags in that place. The color was slightly lighter than before, but it looked like a new tentacle, and its scales became more colored than before. Vivid, sometimes it even looks like it is exuding blue fluorescence, the unusually rich color may prove its health from another angle. Like all pet owners, Rand is reassured and happy about Munster's current condition—after all, no one would want to see their pet react badly, even if the pet grows older. Strange, no matter how annoying the personality is.
But just as every coin has heads and tails, Munster's appetite has grown even more vigorous than before. Rand now feeds him as much as a pound or so of chicken breasts (and sometimes discounted beef) almost every day, and he used to worry about Munster's problems with overeating, and he even witnessed one day After it devoured half a chopped turkey nugget, he bravely reached into the aquarium and touched Munster's belly.
He was really scared that this little monster would die from eating too much - just like someone on the Internet crying about their goldfish eating to death.
Of course, in the end, he found that Munster was well adapted to the amount of food, and Rand's worries were just superfluous. In addition, there was a sequelae that since then, he fell in love with letting Rand touch his belly for him.
- Munster doesn't seem to understand at all, it's just a fish!
At this moment, when Rand approached the aquarium, Munster quickly surfaced. Almost its entire head was out of the water, its tail flapping with excitement, and then it grinned at Rand, revealing a row of fine, white, shining teeth.
"chirp-chirp-chirp~"
It begged Rand eagerly for food.
Even from the perspective of a bystander, Rogers, this scene can really be described as thrilling. Our stealthy Mr. Killer is about to stop Rand from getting close to the aquarium. From his extensive experience, Munster's broad jaw and mouth full of sharp teeth proves that he has enough strength and tools like a shark. Rand's hand was bitten off in an instant.
But…
Rogers gave Rand a quick glance. The latter looked at the ugly and strange creature in the aquarium, and there was a kind of affection in his eyes that he was absolutely unaware of. He lowered his head, picked up the chicken from the plate and put it in his palm, then put his hand to Munster's mouth.
The little monster immediately ate with Rand's hand with the excitement of a large dog.
This scene made people sweat coldly behind their backs, but the client, Rand, was completely unaware of it.
"Do you have to feed it this way? It might hurt you."
Rogers couldn't hold back, he said to Rand, in the process he kept staring at Munster's mouth uncontrollably, an instinctive sense of crisis that made Rogers completely unable to move his eyes. —Even if Munster moved with incredible dexterity when he was eating in Rand's palm, those terribly sharp teeth didn't even break his skin.
For a killer who is professional and happy to nip all danger in the bud before it arises, watching Rand feed his pets in such a dangerous way is a torment.
However, from Rand's point of view, this ordinary man who always thought he was living an ordinary life had no way of understanding Rogers' painful psychological state at this time. He even gave Rogers a consoling smile.
"I know it looks kind of scary, and I was startled by its teeth at first, but Munster is so smart that it knows not to bite me... Actually it never hurt me in that regard. ,you do not need to worry."
Rand comforted Rogers.
Of course, there were things he didn't tell Rogers.
For example, since Munster found out that he could eat meat in Rand's palm, he never touched the chicken breasts that Rand put in the aquarium, and he didn't even bother to give them a look. On a few occasions Rand even had to scoop up the swollen chicken breasts himself from the bottom of the aquarium to prevent them from spoiling and contaminating the water.
Given the size of the aquarium, Rand was so embarrassed by this tragic errand that he would rather have a little trouble now than relive that nightmare.
As if to match Rand's words, after his words fell, Munster suddenly raised his head and called him "tweet" twice.
Rogers involuntarily raised his eyebrows.
"Oh, that's really cute."
He said to Rand without the slightest sincerity, and then pretended to be casual and picked up a piece of chicken breast in his palm and handed it to Munster's mouth.
"Uh… "
Rand turned his head to look at him, hesitant, as if he wanted to say something.
But Rogers didn't have the spare time to explore Rand's thoughts at this time. It was completely similar to his relaxed appearance. When he put his hand in front of Munster, he felt the hair on the back of his neck disappear in an instant. stand up.
This is an uncontrolled, purely physiological response.
The last time Rogers felt that way was when he was being targeted by a sniper rifle.
Munster floated on the water and looked up at Rogers quietly, those two black bean-like eyes embedded in the funny head, wondering what he was thinking.
Rogers didn't dare to relax at all, but he deliberately made a sound on his mouth: "Haha-eat? You little monster."
He pretended to be a real ordinary person and said to Munster.
"puff-"
A water arrow slammed towards him.
Concentrated Rogers quickly turned his shoulders, dodging the water arrow in a very dangerous way, and then Rand's exasperated roar sounded in his ear: "Mong S. Te!"
He pulled Rogers out of the aquarium, and after checking that only a drop or two of water was on the collar of his shirt, he immediately turned his head and roared at the smug little bastard who rolled over and fell back to the bottom and kept spinning in circles. .
"I told you, don't do this!"
Rand cried.
Munster drew a big 8 in the water, and then it scurried up to the surface, slamming its pectoral fins hard on the water, making more splashes.
Accompanied by the rapid "chirp" sound, this is simply a demonstration.
"You bloody bastard!"
Rand's entire face was contorted.
"Come on, it doesn't matter, it's just a drop or two of water." Rogers felt the corners of his eyes jump, and he seemed to have a headache, and he couldn't help interrupting this funny scene.
"Sorry, I never thought it would do it again."
Rand blinked, his face flushed instantly... He wasn't quite ready to show such a stupid side of himself in front of Rogers—say, arguing with a fish.
When Munster seems unhappy (such as when Rand refuses to let it eat in his palm in the first place), he is very happy to play tricks in this way, and Rand is absolutely disgusted by it, but even if If you don't look at Munster from the point of view of a fish, its character can also be said to be bad - naturally it will not listen to Rand.
All in all, the meeting with friends was interrupted in an awkward fashion by Munster's harassment—Rogers decided to head back to his apartment for a new set of clothes—before returning to watch Rand at the game.
After sending Rogers away and closing the door, the dry smile on Rand's face quickly disappeared. He rushed back to the front of the aquarium, and at a glance, he saw Munster screaming and pounced, thinking that Rand was going to continue feeding.
"bad guy."
Rand said to it, then held his forehead, regretting for the thousandth time why he had kept such a weird little monster.
As punishment, he decided to delay Munster's meal a little bit.
Seeing Rand turning around and leaving, Munster finally realized what was wrong, and it screamed behind Rand, trying to save his dinner. After seeing that the stone-hearted two-legged beast showed no sign of being moved, Munster vigorously swung his tail fin in excitement, and jumped straight out of the aquarium, and then...
fell straight to the ground.
"Oh, hell!"
Rand immediately heard the sound of water splashing from behind him, and naturally he would not miss the heavy muffled sound. He turned his head and saw at a glance the way the little monster fell on the carpet.
It even bounced twice on the ground.
Rand rushed back and lifted Munster off the carpet. He looked at Munster's body surface, there was no wound, it just looked a little dizzy. Rand quickly put it back in the tank, but it didn't go to the bottom immediately as Rand had imagined. Before this, this little monster did this every time it was frightened, but this time was obviously an exception. It floated on the water, the small claws on the pectoral fins gently hooked the edge of the aquarium, and the head hung low. .
Rand squinted at it carefully.
"Oh, didn't you get hurt again?"
He got nervous almost immediately and reached out to try to lift Munster's head up.
However, as soon as his hand was stretched out, Munster opened his mouth.
A small, hard object fell into Rand's palm.
It was a tiny, tiny tooth.
"Did you make a mistake..."
Rand stared at the teeth in his palm in shock, then looked up at Munster.
He couldn't hold back, reached out and gently opened the latter's mouth, and found that there was an obvious gap on the right side of its upper jaw... And behind the gap, a larger and sharper tooth was emerging.
"… "
Rand was stunned to realize that he had harvested the baby teeth of a fish.
- He never thought in his life that the fish (or amphibians?) in this world also need to change their teeth.