Vol1
"Uh, Laisha?"
Rand's uncertain call brought Laisha back from her musings.
She looked up just in time to see Rand staring at her.
There were men staring at her in this pose even when she was a laundromat. It was a "supervisor". He would open his stinking mouth and slowly stretch his head out, his eyes twitching on her newly developed chest at that time. Sometimes, he would deliberately Move your hands and feet...
Laisha's body still stubbornly retains memories from many years ago.
For a moment her body completely stiffened.
But Rand was not like the man she remembered at all. He raised his hand, but was just handing Laisha the clothes and towel in his hand.
"I tried to find a T-shirt and a pair of pajama bottoms. It's a little roomy but I think you can wear it. You don't look very well. You better go and take a hot shower."
He mistakenly mistook Laisha's sluggishness for mere physical weakness.
However, he always had an unconscious concern for young children.
"Aren't you going to take me?"
Laisha gritted her teeth, and she gave Rand a charming smile.
Suffice it to say that under these circumstances, it is impossible for any man to hold back their desires while taking a woman to the bathroom. At least, in Laisha's experience so long.
Yet again Rand left her confused and disappointed.
He did take Laisha to the bathroom on the second floor, but he really just took her to the door of the bathroom, and after telling her where the hot water and shower gel were, he walked straight out like that.
He even reminded Laisha to lock the door.
What the hell is going on here
Raisha couldn't understand all of this.
Outside the bathroom door, the person who was completely classified by Laisha as "unreasonable" is also in trouble now.
"Munster, hey dear listen to me..."
Rand used the strength of his body to try to stop Munster, who was about to rush out, but it was obviously of little effect.
"That's my dress!"
The red in Munster's eyes grew even more intense, and he almost roared, but Rand pressed his mouth in a hurry.
"Shh... please, there's a girl here! Don't let her find you—damn, Munster!"
Rand's "reason time" was interrupted by Munster's licking of his palm.
He withdrew his hand with a low cry, and glared at the dissatisfied Munster with a thin anger.
"I told you many times not to do this!" He waved his hand that Munster licked brightly.
It's clearly intentional.
"But, those are my clothes!"
The top that Rand handed to Laisha really belonged to Munster. After its upper body turned into a human state, Rand once thought about whether to prepare some clothes for it. But Munster didn't like those clothes.
In addition, with a strong and slender long tail, Munster, who wears a human T-shirt on his upper body, does look very weird.
So those oversized clothes became accessories in Rand's wardrobe and were accidentally brought to the farm by Rand.
"...you never wear those clothes and you don't need to..."
Rand was still trying to explain that he simply couldn't understand why Munster's clothes that had been completely airborne in the past made it so exciting. Just now it almost slipped straight into the bathroom and got the T-shirt back.
"Well, that's still my clothes..."
"The girl was terribly cold, so..."
"my clothes… "
…
"Okay, okay! I'll give her my clothes, that's fine, next time I'll ask for your opinion first..." Rand raised his hand in surrender, and he ordered to go to the washing machine Get your clothes out and change them to Laisha. Now I can only pray that the girl doesn't mind the crumpled clothes.
As a result, after discovering Rand's idea, Munster seemed even more angry.
"Do not-"
"Shhhhh..."
Rand grabbed the tip of its tail, sweating desperately to soothe it.
"Munster?! God, what do you want me to do?"
His fingers lightly stroked Munster's scales, and his fingernails poked lightly along the gaps between the scales, and soon Munster's scales turned a deeper blue.
As before, it was very fond of Rand fiddling with its tail.
"I hate women! I hate her in our house! Let her out!"
Munster's momentum softened, and it rubbed little by little by Rand's side, wrapping his hands around his shoulders.
"Also, she smells so weird... I don't like her."
it said in a low voice.
The strong perfume smell (especially containing some special ingredients of animals) made Munster's sense of smell less useful, but it still vaguely felt that something was wrong with her. Munster felt a sense of extreme anxiety at the thought that something about himself or Rand might leave her a scent.
"She won't stay here too long," Rand soothed the agitated Munster, "I promise, I'll get her out of our house as soon as Rogers comes back... Is that okay? "
He didn't even remind Munster that this was not "our" home at all, but a temporary shelter that Rogers had provided them.
Munster finally quieted down, though still very depressed.
"I really don't like that guy."
It tugged on Rand's sleeve and repeated.
"… sorry, anyone?"
At this time, Laisha's crisp and sweet voice came from far behind the door, and Rand immediately became nervous. He broke free from Munster's embrace and walked towards the door, not forgetting to turn his head and put his fingers up when he left. Made a quiet gesture on his lips.
"Don't make a sound, Munster, don't let humans find you."
He says.
After he closed the door, Munster's breath became even more gloomy, and it stared at the door with flickering eyes, sticking out its long, forked tongue from its thin lips.
It deftly shook the tip of its tongue, analyzing the subtle breath overflowing in the air.
There was a warm, deep sweet scent on Rand, and the floor beneath his feet smelled slightly decadent... and further afield, the scent of maiden, body wash, perfume and...
Vol2
Rand had smelled the perfume on Laisha before she could get close to her.
Now he can be sure that the little girl must have her perfume bottle on her body, knowing that his shower gel can't bring such a strong, almost choking scent.
"Laisha? You... 啾—" He didn't control it, and sneezed accidentally.
This made the man blushed a little, he smiled embarrassedly at Laisha, and then found that the young lady was not wearing the jeans he gave her, but only covered himself. That T-shirt.
The T-shirt was a little too wide for a young woman, and it was worn by Laisha like a nightgown, with the hem dropping down to her mid-thigh.
Rand couldn't help but glance at her long, thin legs sticking out of the T-shirt.
Laisha felt Rand's gaze.
The corners of her mouth were pulled up.
Oh, here comes-
She was satisfied, not wearing pants was also her deliberate choice, the only regret is that the T-shirt is so damn big, otherwise she should be able to show more thighs.
But what she didn't expect was that in the next second, Rand patted his head as if he remembered something.
"Band-Aid! I still have some..."
He pointed to Raisha's calf.
There's a cluster of scratches in there. Even Laisha herself doesn't know how. Since she became non-human, she has always been less concerned about her body... Of course, when she was still human, no one would notice such small scars.
As long as you can stretch your legs out of breath, you have to work hard.
These are the words that their chief repeats forever.
Laisha was almost unable to control the smile on her face, and she didn't quite understand what was going on.
She was led back to the living room downstairs by Rand.
Then, Rand's back, who was standing in front of her, tensed.
"Munster?!"
His tone was astonished.
Raisha stuck her head out from behind him, almost screaming.
Vol3
On the sofa in the living room was a tall, sturdy man lying halfway.
He was dressed strangely, with a thick camel-colored blanket covering his lower body, a hooded shirt on his upper body, and sunglasses on his face even though he was indoors.
Obviously, Rand's little monster still has a long way to go in terms of normal human aesthetics.
Rand looked like he was about to faint.
"Munster?"
"Hi… "
Munster put his hand in his pocket, still maintaining a half-lying position towards Rand, and Laisha greeted him.
Even though she was wearing sunglasses, Laisha still felt very keenly that the other party's eyes that were sharp like a small dagger were staying on her face.
She began to tremble unconsciously, and the strong sense of fear almost took away her sanity, making her want to kneel on the ground and crawl out from here...
After Rand interrupted Munster's gaze, Laisha felt a little grateful for the stupid black-haired man.
Of course, Rand would not know what the girl behind him was thinking.
At this time, he could be said to be a little out of breath.
"Why are you here?"
He rushed over and looked at Munster in shock.
If he remembered correctly, he had reminded it many times that it could not be found by humans.
But now this little monster is dressed like a neurotic, sitting here madly. It raised its head defiantly and looked stubbornly at Rand.
"I want to be here! I don't like you with someone else..."
"Munster!"
Rand interrupted it angrily, deep disappointment flashing in his green eyes. Munster sensed his emotion acutely, and it immediately quieted down.
Ostensibly it was still staring at Rand, but the twinkling eyes and quivering lips and fingers twisting the blanket unknowingly betrayed its unease.
Rand looked at Munster like this, and for some reason, suddenly felt powerless and soft-hearted.
He sighed and reached out to touch its head.
"Keep quiet and don't let her see it."
He whispered in Munster's ear and helped him rearrange the blanket.
When he looked back at Raisha again, he had regained some composure (though his face was still embarrassed).
"This is my… friend, Munster. Please leave him alone."
He said to Raisha.
"Oh, Munster—ha, ha, that's a cool nickname."
Raisha said dryly.
She sat down on the sofa farthest from Munster, the chills all over her body stood on end, and her instinct to run for the door tormented her all the time.
But her belief in the "Prince" kept her going.
She really didn't want to let the "Prince" down on her, you know, there wasn't much she could repay him.
Thinking of this, Laisha regained her spirits.
She adjusted her sitting position so that her thighs were exposed, hoping that Rand would notice, but the intense fear made her muscles tense involuntarily. Seconds later, she felt a numbness in her leg, and her calf cramped.
For a moment, her center of gravity was unstable and she almost rolled off the sofa.
"Ha ha… "
From the other sofa came the icy sneer of the terrifying monster.
"Munster, don't do this!"
Rand stood helplessly between the two, looking at them with a headache.
No matter how dull he was, he could sense the tense atmosphere between the two. Munster didn't like this girl, and Laisha was obviously very afraid of Munster.
Rand can understand this.
After all, suddenly seeing a person with such a strange behavior in a strange man's house would make anyone feel scared.
And the embarrassment that Laisha almost fell off the sofa because of her numb legs also made Rand want to laugh.
After all, she was still a young girl.
He couldn't help feeling emotional.
He found a coat and put it over Laisha's lap.
"You just took a hot shower, and I think the temperature in the bathroom and here is what made your calves cramp... I'll go and warm you up with a towel, I think it will make you feel better."
He said softly, ready to leave.
However, Rand's gentleness towards Laisha made another person present, or a monster feel very irritable.
Rand's soft tenderness has been Munster's for as long as it can remember, and now it feels like its territory has been invaded and treasure stolen...
It almost couldn't control its urge to pounce on it and tear that damn mammal to shreds.
Munster's emotions were very obvious, and Laisha immediately felt the icy aura emanating from it.
No matter how much her body changes, she is still a human being in her mind... And at this moment, she feels the long-lost fear and helplessness.
Scared because of Munster, and helpless because of… Rand.
In the plan, Rand should have taken her upstairs for a shot, all the men she knew were like this. But Rand didn't do that at all. He just looked like a good man in a novel—and that kind of man is fictional. In the past life, Laisha has confirmed this with her own life. All that Rand had done to her, the blanket, the clothes, the hot tea, the restrained manners... There wasn't a single bit of that sticky lewdness in his eyes as he looked at her.
Of course, the prince's eyes were clear when he looked at her, but Laisha knew there was nothing else in those eyes, and he treated her no differently than a car, a cat or a leaf.
But Rand was different. There was a trace of... subtle concern and kindness in his eyes.
It was something Raisha had never touched in her life.
She simply didn't know what to do.
"Laisha?"
Rand turned his head and looked at Laisha who was clutching his cuff with some puzzlement.
After the latter was stunned, he quickly retracted his hand as if he had seen a ghost.
"Hug, sorry, I'm much better... Please, please stay here with me."
Laisha stammered.
She really didn't dare to stay in the same area as Munster, and she found that she really wanted to be by Rand's side.
He made Laisha bewildered, yet there was a tinge of strange joy.
"bump-"
Behind Rand, Munster deliberately patted the book on the coffee table.
In order to hide its tail hidden under the blanket, its lower body was completely immobile, and it couldn't use its fangs, hard scales and hair to demonstrate as recklessly as it did to Rogers.
Munster felt like he was going to explode with anger, and finally he could only vent through books.
"Munster, do you need me to change you another book?"
Rand's words sounded calm, not caring about Munster's tantrums, but Munster wouldn't miss the warning glance he threw at it.
Ah yes, because it's not human.
It has to stay in the room honestly and not be seen by anyone.
Rand had explained to it why, if it was found, there was a good chance that humans would harm it—but, two-legged human beings were such fragile and dull creatures that it was not afraid of them at all.
Munster became agitated, and a few strands of hair stood up without him noticing.
Rand gasped nervously. He reached out and held down the strands of hair.
"What's the matter with you?"
Rand couldn't take it any longer, he lowered his voice and said to Munster.
Munster bit his lip and was silent...
"Okay, I don't care what your temper is, I'll take Laisha to the kitchen later. You'd better take this opportunity to go back to your room."
Rand said coldly that he was really angry.
Munster looked at him sadly with a wounded expression.
Rand turned his head away and ignored it. He stood up, adjusted his expression, and then he took Laisha to the kitchen.
He bakes some biscuits in the kitchen—baking, but reheating cheap, commercially available industrial biscuits in the oven, and he recreates hot tea for Laisha.
On the one hand, he wanted to spread Laisha away to make room for Munster to slip back into the room, and on the other hand, he also sincerely hoped that this would make the frozen girl feel better.
Butter and sugar and vanilla extract are in the air.
And Laisha leaned against the door, staring blankly at the busy Rand.
Rand isolated Munster from her, her best chance. Laisha knew this, but everything in front of her made her like a dream, and it was almost impossible for her to take any action.
Just like a dream.
She felt that her head was a mess, full of thoughts without any logic.
Whether it's a gentle man the better, or a cramped kitchen, or the scent of dim sum and tea...
Before she came to America, she was stuck in a cold, oil-smelling cabin, almost unbearably miserable, and at that time, she had survived it all by imagining. And everything in front of her was something that only appeared in her dreams.
When Rand turned his head, he saw a pale girl with tears in her eyes.
"Laisha? What's wrong with you? Not feeling well?"
He was startled, but before he got close to her, she had casually wiped her face with the cloth on her shoulders.
"Mr. Rand?"
She raised her face and looked at Rand with a choked expression.
"I like you, can you kiss me?"
she says.
"what?"
Rand still had the biscuits in his hand, and he had no idea what was going on.
Before he could react, the girl who was like a cat in the water suddenly rushed over. Her body was very cold, and her arms were tightly wrapped around Rand's shoulders.
Colder than her body were her lips, which were like dead mussels, stuck to Rand's mouth and sucking his saliva at the moment Rand was stunned.
Rand smelled a fishy smell, mixed with a strong scent of perfume, that overflowed from Laisha's mouth.
"boom-"
The cookie tray fell to the floor, and the yellow, sweet-smelling biscuits splattered on the floor along with shards of hard china.
Then, Rand heard an unusually sharp growl.
Vol4
The kitchen door was slapped to shreds by a blue tail.
Munster appeared at the door almost completely out of control.
That scream full of fury pierced out of his mouth.
For a split second, Rand felt Laisha being ripped from his body.
Like a piece of garbage, she was thrown into the corner by Munster.
"how dare you-"
It's more terrifying than any monster in a gory alien movie.
Its tail is taut, and its upper body can almost touch the roof when it is upright.
The mouthparts were squeezed out from the inside of its mouth, and a circle of thin teeth rubbed against each other "click" and "click", and even its red eyes without any whites were completely exposed to Laisha at this time. In front of him, the hair swelled behind him, and it began to stretch and stretch with claws and claws.
It was just that short of it, and it could completely tear Laisha to shreds.
"Oh, God!"
Rand screamed and rushed in front of Laisha to block her.
"Munster, stop!"
He tries to stop Munster's runaway.
But this time it failed.
The hair went around Rand and hit Laisha directly.
The girl let out a terrified sob, she let out a soft "Ow" like a wounded night cat, and then she nimbly squeezed out from behind Rand, slammed into the door quickly, and fluttered. into the rain.
On the floor, her blood left a distinct trace.