Across a thin door panel, Rand Sivers' pale cheeks were rosy with embarrassment at the slightly rude complaints of the passerby.
He stared blankly at the door panel in front of him, almost screaming.
No, things are not at all what you think.
But before he opened his mouth, what he saw was Munster's face that was close to him. The little monster's four red eyes were so clear and transparent that they could almost reflect his figure, and the tentacles on its head were comfortable. Dangling, the scales on the cheeks subtly changed color due to the change of mood - any normal person would only scream in the face of this scene.
As for Rand... Rand finally closed his lips and waited silently until the passerby left the toilet angrily.
Clear blue veins appeared on his forehead, and the palm pressed against Munster's mouth became harder and harder.
"Munster! How on earth did you get here!"
After hearing the silence outside, Rand opened the compartment a crack and observed the environment outside. After confirming that there was no one else here, he closed the door again, and then forcefully pulled Munster to his own. before.
He lowered his voice word by word and roared at the happy little monster.
"I... I miss you... Rand... I remember your scent..."
Munster recounts his "adventure" to Rand with some difficulty, and it particularly emphasizes how it found Rand.
"The smell of Rand... very... beautiful... I just... found you."
It rushed towards Rand as soon as it smelled gunpowder, although Rand had already left by the time it arrived at the chaotic scene of the "America Express" explosion.
After the explosion, the entire building was surrounded by terrified crowds and a large number of policemen. The smell of food was so complicated that even a monster with an unusually keen sense of smell like Munster almost lost his way.
Of course, it still found Rand after a full meal, even though Rand's scent was extremely thin there - Munster was quite proud that he had finally found Rand.
"I can find Rand... wherever you... I can find you..."
It proudly showed off its abilities, hoping to make a better impression on Rand.
Of course, its barrage of self-promotion didn't seem to have the effect it hoped, other than making Rand look even more ugly.
"Oh, no, that's not true..." Rand had to take several deep breaths in a row to try to keep his cool. "You're running this far outside? God, didn't I tell you that you shouldn't show up? outside!"
Rand couldn't imagine whether anyone noticed its existence during the time Munster was out - and once it was really exposed to the world, what awaited it would be...
Rand involuntarily fought a cold fight, and his back was soon soaked in cold sweat.
It was also in this anxious mood that his tone became extraordinarily blunt, and Munster was very shocked by this.
The tentacles that were swaying like a pet dog's tail just now drooped down the moment Rand's words fell.
"Rand? I... I... I'm worried... you... "
It peered into Rand's bloodless face, tentatively trying to explain.
Any capable and responsible siren, when his partner encounters danger (even if the danger is only "possible"), it should appear by the partner's side as quickly as possible.
And for Munster, Rand is so weak and slender that he doesn't even have the slime and tentacles that he can use to protect himself! Munster was more worried about him because of this, and it was because of this that the smoke and explosions made it more anxious.
It hopes that its appearance can reassure Rand, after all, it is so powerful, and Rand can leave everything to it to solve... Although as far as the current situation is concerned, Rand does not seem to feel this kind of protection. happy.
Munster actually brought some gifts to Rand during the "picnic".
It was a ring made of a huge, cheap gemstone—a style that only street gangsters with pretty bad taste would love.
However, its flickering light seemed to fascinate Munster, and among the whole box of banknotes, drugs, and guns, it chose this additional ring to give to Rand.
Given Rand's finicky hygiene habits, it also licked all the blood and brains off it with saliva.
…Between this, the ring now smells a little strange.
…
Rand looked at Munster's "gift" and felt the muscles above his eyebrows twitch. He rubbed his temples, trying to calm himself down.
"Damn, Munster, where the hell did you get this thing... God... what the hell am I going to do with you!"
he said painfully.
Munster's expectant gaze gradually dimmed along with his voice.
It looked even pitiful now (although from the perspective of others, its scaly face had no expression at all), and Rand felt a slight depression in his chest.
It was as if he was rejecting a gift that his pet cat had specially given him... A subtle guilt that was hard to describe in words surged in his heart.
Before he could react, he naturally touched the tentacles on Munster's head.
"Forget it, it doesn't make any sense to think about those things. The top priority is to get the two of us out of here."
Rand covered his aching stomach and said to the unknown Munster.
He sent Munster back to the ceiling, curled up in an invisible corner. And he slipped out of the cubicle himself.
Ten minutes later, he hurried back to the toilet with a wheelchair, a blanket and a hospital gown he stole with guilt.
Munster used these things to disguise himself as a "patient" covered in a blanket.
With its head down, it now looks like a dying man with little energy. Of course, if any one looked at it carefully, one could see its pale arms exposed, the scales on its face that could not be concealed, and, most troublesome, more eyeballs than a real human being behind the eyes.
Rand stood a little further away to observe him, and after a while he let out an uncontrollable sigh.
Munster's appearance just broke his heart for a while, and he finally had to steal a new hat and put Munster over his head before he had the courage to push it out.
He attempted to get Munster (and himself) out of the hospital's emergency exit. But this thing is not so easy.
The corridor was full of busy people because of today's accident, and he could only push the wheelchair at the slowest speed.
Of course, this situation is not without benefits, at least in such a situation, no extra people will pay attention to Munster... this "patient" with his head bowed.
Compared to Rand, who was about to faint because of a fast heartbeat, Munster was extraordinarily comfortable. The red eyes on his face allowed him to calmly observe this interesting human society from the side.
Its tentacles often pop up novelly because of some gadgets, and Rand has to press its head from time to time to prevent the hat from being pushed up by the tentacles.
However for Rand the challenge is maximized in front of the elevator.
To get to the emergency exit, Rand had to spend a short time in the elevator with a mother and daughter pushing a cart.
The height of the wheelchair made the little girl holding the teddy bear meet Munster's face.
She was only about six or seven years old, and when she saw Munster, she couldn't help but open her eyes and hug her toy tightly.
"Mom, he, he's so ugly..."
With a weeping voice, she pointed to Munster as she approached her haggard mother.
After hearing her accusation, Rand instantly froze in place, his breathing stagnated, but his heartbeat was so fast that it was about to burst through his chest.
No, it was found...
It was the only thought floating in his head.
"Sarah, don't do this!"
The mother frowned, she pushed the little girl's shoulder, then raised her face and gave Rand an apologetic smile.
"Sorry, she didn't mean to..."
Her gaze flickered over Munster's exposed arm, her expression becoming a little embarrassed, but at the same time, there was more kindness in her smile.
"Uh, please don't pay attention to what my daughter says, she will understand in time."
"… "
Rand blinked, for a moment he didn't know how to respond to the mother.
Her reaction was completely beyond Rand's expectations.
"What I'm trying to say is that I've been in this situation before... uh, I had psoriasis, and everyone thought I was a monster. But look, I managed to cure it..." Mother said encouragingly to Rand, "Everything will be fine, trust me."
Rand gave her a dry smile.
"Thank you, thank you."
He says.
"drop-"
There was a sound of the elevator door opening, and the mother smiled at Rand and walked out.
However, the moment the elevator door was about to close, the little girl couldn't help but turn her head back.
Out of Rand's line of sight, Munster raised his head and cast a curious look at the girl, and its face appeared in the little girl's field of vision without any obstruction.
"Wow... well, so scary..."
The girl's sudden burst of wailing made Rand tilt his head in confusion.
"Rand?"
And Munster spoke at this time.
"what?"
Munster lowered his head, his voice sounded a little strange.
"'Ugly'... what does... mean?"