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Pine Street Apartment

Time: 08:24am

"no no……"

Rand made intermittent sounds in his nightmare, then slowly woke up.

The room was filled with bright light in the day, but the heavy pressure from the chest made him feel like he still exists in that nightmare... although he has no memory of that nightmare (just like before The same), the kind of intense fear that cannot be serious still remains in his body.

He struggled to open his eyes, hoping that he could recover from the state of being cold and sweaty because of fright as soon as many times in the past.

However, at the moment when his blurred vision was clear, a magnified face appeared in his field of vision.

It's a face that only fits in Hollywood monster cult films, whether it's the four red eyes, the fine scales, or the feathery tentacles that sway on its head. Of course, the most negligible thing is that after the line of sight to the rand, the mouth of the crack that is pulled open on both sides, each of the fine teeth flashes the whiteness of the white.

At that moment, Rand's mouse, which was stared by the cobra, was generally stiff and his brain was blank. He could even feel the suffocation of his heart at that moment, which was violently contracted by fright.

Until a few seconds later (of course, maybe not so long, but time is always long for this moment of Rand, as if God pressed the slow play button in his life), Rand's brain Only resumed operation.

"Oh, damn..."

His body relaxed and there was a whisper of cursing in his lips.

"Munster! You are quick, I am scared to death."

He said to the little monster who loves to lie on his chest like a winter cat, with a hint of helplessness in his tone.

It was almost half a week since Rand Sifus found out that his family had only some strange pets turned into very strange monsters. Rand is trying to learn to accept Munster's new form and work harder to adapt to living with it - of course, this is obviously much harder than he imagined.

From any point of view, Munster is far from the kind of animal that is suitable for human life.

For example, if it is a furry, soft and fat cat, share your soft bed with you on your chest, even if the chest is stuffy and difficult to breathe, no one will bear to blame the cat, but, For Rand...

Replace "soft, obese, furry cat" with "heavy, wet, slimy and ugly monster", and the same chest behavior becomes very unacceptable.

"‘Like the number rand.”

The pale, cold, elbow of the little monster caught Rand's face, and it put his face as close as possible to the other side, and then showed him a brilliant "smile" (if it can be said to be a smile) ).

Rand couldn't help but tremble, and he frowned.

"Hey, man, I said, you shouldn't go to bed."

He said, looking at his pale face reflected in the four eyes of the little monster.

Munster blinked.

“Hey?”

There was a series of basses that were completely unlovable in its throat.

Rand pulled out his hand from the quilt, pressed his face with his palm and pushed it out of his body.

"Please, Munster, I know you can understand what I said, don't try to mix it," he said as he climbed out of bed.

He touched the outside of his quilt, but what he expected was that the soft cloth had been covered with the mucus-like mucus on Munster, and they felt so sick.

On the day before yesterday and yesterday, Rand even had the strength to give a little temper and attempted to express his insistence on being a normal human in front of Munster’s unknown species.

However, today, he has completely abandoned this attempt that has no use at all.

He sighed deeply and then appointed to change his bed cover. Of course, it was imperative to get Munster out of his bed.

Rand felt that he could never understand Munster's love for his bed.

Munster screamed and tried to stay in bed for a while.

Rand hesitated for a moment, but he still reached out and touched Munster's skin.

Some parts of the mucus have dried up. Once the mucus has dried out, Munster's fine scales will become rougher and the action will be slightly less dexterous than when wet. Rand is not sure if this state is appropriate for Munster, but considering that Munster was an aquatic creature before, he still hopes to avoid it drying.

"Well, I said it a few times, Munster, you can't stay outside until your scales are dry!"

Rand said helplessly, opening his hand to Munster.

"Come on a deal, I will take you to the bathroom. And you let me change the sheets and prepare breakfast?"

He says.

The tentacles on Munster's head immediately stood up, and they are now straight like an antenna.

Its arms, which are much longer than normal humans, immediately ringed Rand's arms, and the tail wrapped around his waist.

Rand was a little embarrassed when he picked it up.

"You are so heavy."

He complained that he stumbled and transported Munster to the bathtub in his bathroom.

Munster is very happy in Rand's arms. The most intuitive performance is its swaying tentacles and its uninterrupted "squeaky" sounds (again, they now sound quite unlovable), very Obviously, Rand complained that there was no part that affected it.

As for Rand...

He knows that this is actually quite strange. After all, Munster's current size is quite eye-catching, but considering that it is a pet's appearance, he has great enthusiasm for Rand, and he feels that he may still need to give Munster has more time.

After all, in Rand's view, Munster's current IQ is obviously no way to realize that his appearance and body shape are completely different from the previous "little cute".

After setting it up in the bathroom, Rand opened the laptop.

He bought some video materials about the early childhood education and gave Munster the most basic education.

And this is the most sensible decision he made. Munster loves the show, and only when he watches the computer, can it leave RAND with some free time instead of just like double-sided tape, wanting to wrap around him all the time. On the body.

Although Rand only had a headache when he heard the sound that was deliberately pulled up.

He slipped out when Munster became addicted to computer programming and rushed to the kitchen to start his breakfast that was late.

Some fried eggs and sausages are served with coffee.

At the same time, he took out the "venison" provided by Rogers from the refrigerator for thawing.

The seductive scent is intertwined with the **** smell of “venison”, but while thawing, Rand’s line of sight unconsciously stays on the white plate of the “venison”, which is along the edge of the arc. Spread the blood marks.

Blood marks.

red.

Astringency.

......

A hint of coldness slowly climbed onto his back, and he felt dizzy, accompanied by some indescribable emotions: fear, panic, and nausea and resistance...

Suddenly he remembered the dream that awakened him in the morning.

There is also such a red and astringent smell in the dream, it is blood, a lot of ... a lot of blood.

He rushed to the side of the pool and snorted there.

A slippery thing gently touched his neck.

"Oh, **** it!"

Rand almost jumped up, and he screamed and then turned his head back, only to find that Munster, who should have looked at the notebook in the bathroom, climbed into the kitchen with a drop of water*. Correctly speaking, It is on the roof of the kitchen.

Rand felt that his soul seemed to be floating outside.

"Munster!"

He almost shot his face with a spatula, but in the end he still held back.

"Oh...hey..."

Munster slowly slipped down the ceiling.

It also seems to realize how maddening its own behavior is, it is a bit frustrated, its cockroaches pull their own tentacles, softly squatting on the table.

"I told you, I know that you can understand, don't use cockroaches to get away with it."

The kitchen is quite dangerous, especially for young children... this is especially true for a monster that doesn't understand anything.

"Early, breakfast."

It looked at Rand and said carefully.

"..."

Rand looked at it with a stunned look. After a while, he heard the intermittent sound coming from the bathroom.

"Early - meal - early - meal -"

That is the character in the video is teaching spelling.

Rand picked a brow.

"Okay, so you said that you learned the word?"

Munster stared at him, then followed what he had learned before - he nodded softly to him.

I don't know why, Rand found himself facing such a monster, there is no way to remain angry like before.

And, after all, from another point of view, just let him recover from that strange state. Rand shook his head. He felt that he might have thought of something, but now, those things have become a blurry group, and they are behind the barrier of memory.

"Rand?"

Munster leaned up and approached Rand, calling his name.

Rand returned to God and patted its head.

"Okay, I know, breakfast, I am ready for you."

He said, then put the dish "venison" in front of Munster.

Then he put his breakfast on the table.

"Oh, it feels a bit strange."

He looked at the plate on the table and felt a bit weird. After a few seconds he suddenly realized... This was his first time, eating with Munster on a table. 2k novel reading network