V2: Chapter 21: What Mischievous Things Should I Do With My Tentacles While She's Asleep?

Having not seen each other for so long, there was a moment of awkward silence. Liang Lin felt embarrassed, but Liang Di didn't. However, she didn't dare to immediately rush into Liang Lin's arms, probably afraid of being rejected. She stood awkwardly at the door.

Liang Lin clearly saw that after the girl pushed open the door, her eyes first lit up with a bright light, then the light gradually dimmed. The girl held the doorknob with one hand, and with the other, nervously tugged at the hem of her skirt.

"Uh."

The atmosphere was slightly awkward.

"Li... Liang Lin," Liang Di lowered her head, "I was in a hurry, so I... I fed you water... It wasn't taking advantage of you..."

Huh?

This cautious expression and flustered explanation, actually seen and heard from this tentacle girl?

Liang Lin was surprised.

Liang Di was certainly not that kind of person, but she thought that since she had just met Liang Lin, this was a kind of "short separation," and first impressions were important; she couldn't let Liang Lin's impression of her continue to worsen.

"Uh, eh?"

For a moment, Liang Lin was at a loss for words, unsure how to continue. This politeness was really unusual; it felt like Liang Di had become a different person, as if someone else was wearing Liang Di's skin, speaking to her in her presence.

"No, never mind."

Liang Lin was the type to respond better to gentleness than force. Seeing Liang Di's dejected and pitiful appearance, she couldn't bring herself to be fierce, and her words lacked their usual venom.

Liang Di stole a glance at Liang Lin, then took a few steps forward. Liang Lin was wondering why this girl seemed like a different person, her attention completely unfocused on Liang Di.

Seeing that Liang Lin didn't react, Liang Di jogged forward a couple more steps, then stopped to observe Liang Lin's reaction.

After several such exchanges, Liang Di and Liang Lin were still a bit distant. Liang Di was getting annoyed, complaining in her heart, "Why is this room so big? These nobles really do have to make their bedrooms so huge!"

Meanwhile, Liang Lin, facing the approaching Liang Di, finally snapped out of her reverie. Then, she saw Liang Di walking around, stopping and starting, her eyes darting around aimlessly.

"...?"

Wait, has her IQ dropped after a year apart? She felt a sense of déjà vu about the tentacle girl in front of her… when she had a high fever at five years old.

"...Uh, Liang Di, are you feeling unwell?" Liang Lin finally couldn't help but ask.

"Eh?" Liang Di immediately straightened up, put her hands behind her back, and whistled, "What? I'm not feeling unwell! Sister Liang Lin."

"..."

She seems a little dim-witted.

"It's okay, come over if you want." Liang Lin sighed.

Hearing this, Liang Di's large, watery eyes shone with an unusual light once more. Her steps became lighter, like a bouncy little deer, as she reached Liang Lin's bedside and sat obediently. She just stared at Liang Lin, saying nothing, as docile as a doll.

"Hey..."

Feeling a little uneasy under that direct gaze, Liang Lin got goosebumps and quickly tried to find a topic to talk about.

"Uh, right," she suddenly remembered last night, "By the way, after you killed them... they were people from the past, how did you deal with them?"

"At the border, assassinations are quite common, right? Besides, there's no clear evidence that you killed them," Liang Di replied. "Moreover, I killed them with my tentacles. When the Knights came to investigate, they didn't know what weapon they died from. Anyway, with such a large hole in their chests, it definitely wasn't a sword stab or a knife cut."

"Hmm..."

Liang Lin nodded slightly, once again sinking into self-blame and reflection.

The room suddenly fell silent.

It was Liang Di who broke the silence.

"Sister Liang Lin, then, do you want to go back with me?"

"Uh..."

To be honest, Liang Lin still felt some resistance towards Liang Di. After all, the shadows of being forced and imprisoned still lingered.

"I'm not quite sure either, I..."

Liang Lin was somewhat lost. The faith she had always held onto had been shattered that night.

Loyalty to the Empire... she no longer wanted to be loyal to this empire that had chilled her heart. She seemed to have lost her dreams.

Liang Di quickly said, "It's okay, Sister Liang Lin, I respect your choice."

Huh?

Liang Lin was once again plunged into immense shock.

Such understanding words coming from Liang Di's mouth? This couldn't be, could I be hallucinating?

Meanwhile, Liang Di was gazing at Liang Lin with her innocent, large eyes. On the surface, she remained calm, but inwardly, she was clapping her hands until they ached.

"My words just now were so considerate! Did it instantly elevate my image in Liang Lin's eyes? Well, a bit doubtful, but I definitely gained favor! Sister Liang Lin definitely likes this kind of understanding and gentle girl!" Liang Di thought smugly. "My god! As expected of me, I learn so quickly, and my acting is so good!"

Well, how could Miss Tentacle change her true nature? She's extreme, morbid, and all her gentleness and cuteness are just an act, to please Liang Lin. In reality, she longs to pounce on Liang Lin on the bed and have a good time.

After a year apart, Liang Di felt like she was about to explode. Now, in her eyes, Liang Lin was like a little white rabbit, and she was the big bad wolf who had been eyeing the little white rabbit for a long time.

Liang Di licked her lips, then realized she had lost her composure and quickly explained, "Sister Liang Lin, I'm just a little hungry."

"Huh?"

Liang Lin was full of questions, wondering why the other person was telling her they were hungry.

"Then just go to eat."

I didn't stop you from eating, I didn't want to mistreat you.

Liang Lin felt confused.

"Then, then..." Liang Di didn't know what to say, stammering for a long time before finally managing to say, "Then, Sister Liang Lin, you slept all night, you must be hungry too, right? Let's go eat together."

"Uh, um, um...?"

How awkward, why does this feel like an awkward conversation?

Liang Lin pulled back the covers to get out of bed, but looking down, she discovered that her clothes had been changed into clean, crisp pajamas. Her expression instantly changed, and she looked at Liang Di.

Liang Di blinked, still not quite understanding what had happened.

"Did you change my clothes?" Liang Lin asked.

It really was Liang Di who changed them, but seeing Liang Lin's serious expression, Liang Di didn't dare tell the truth and continued to stammer, completely lacking her usual composure.

"..."

Liang Lin felt awkward.

Why did she act so afraid of me? Weren't we arguing back and forth before? Why was she being polite yet distant now?

For some reason, Liang Di kept her distance, and she felt a little awkward.

Hiss~

Not used to it.

"Never mind, never mind, I won't ask you anymore, stop dawdling." Liang Lin muttered, turning over and getting out of bed. "You go out for a bit, I'll change my clothes and then come down to eat with you."

What Liang Di heard was: "Blah blah blah, blah blah blah, blah blah blah eat with you."

"Okay~ I'll wait for Sister Liang Lin outside~"

Liang Di's face beamed with a smile as she skipped out the door, gently closing it behind her.

Sigh.

No, this guy has really changed. If it were before, she would have lingered for a while after hearing that I needed to change, right?

Liang Lin's brain was racing as she changed. When she opened the door and went outside, she found herself on the second floor of the Duke's mansion, in a guest room.

Outside, Sylvester was standing not far away, while Liang Di was talking to him. Liang Lin walked towards them. Liang Di noticed Liang Lin first and immediately pointed to her.

The moment Sylvester saw Liang Lin, he breathed a sigh of relief and rushed to her side.

“You’re finally awake. You have no idea how panicked I was when I woke up at two in the morning. I thought you were going to…” Sylvester hesitated, then sighed behind his ear. “It’s okay, I’m so relieved you’re alright.”

He patted Liang Di’s shoulder and said to Liang Lin, “You should thank your sister from the Langwendi family. When I opened the door, I saw corpses everywhere and her. You were lying in her arms.”

Yes.

When Sylvester woke up in the middle of the night, he glanced at the wall clock and his heart skipped a beat. The effects of the drug hadn’t completely worn off, and his legs were still numb. He stumbled and pushed open the door, running straight to Liang Lin’s room. At that moment, he thought his only nephew was going to die too.

"If she dies, how can I live in this world?"

If Liang Lin dies, Sylvester will probably spend his whole life in regret and self-blame, or maybe he won't even last a lifetime before committing suicide due to depression.

When he reached Liang Lin's room, his hands trembled as he pulled out the key. His hands shook so much he almost dropped it. He tried several times, but couldn't get it in. Finally, he pushed the door open with a thud. Because of the force, his legs were still numb, and he collapsed to his knees with a thud.

Then, a hellish scene unfolded before him. A pungent stench of blood assaulted his nostrils. Looking up, he saw corpses everywhere, a sea of ​​crimson blood. His hands even touched sticky, fresh blood.

Bathed in moonlight beneath the window, the long, silvery-white hair was breathtakingly beautiful. Liang Di slowly turned her head to meet Sylvester's gaze.

"You are..."

Before Liang Di could finish her question,

"Who are you?!"

Sylvester cut her off abruptly. Even though his body was stiff, he scrambled forward, trying to snatch his nephew back. "Put Eli down!"

Eli?

This was probably someone Liang Lin knew.

Liang Di immediately thought of Liang Lin's uncle, Sylvester.

However, even recognizing him, she didn't let go of Liang Lin. Instead, she dodged Sylvester's hand, abruptly standing up, causing him to miss his target and fall onto the cold floor, his clothes stained with blood.

"You're Liang Lin's uncle, Sylvester, aren't you?"

Liang Di's voice was somewhat cold. Right now, she was practically incapable of being gentle in front of anyone other than Liang Lin.

“Duke Sylvester, I am Liang Di, the young lady of the Langwendi family. I don’t know if my sister, Liang Lin, has told you.”

Sylvester was taken aback.

Liang Lin did seem to have mentioned it briefly, but only in passing. Looking at the silver-haired girl before him, Sylvester’s heart finally settled. He had heard rumors before that Miss Liang Di of the Langwendi family was a silver-haired witch with an innocent appearance, but that was all a means to deceive people.

"You..."

"Don't worry, Sister Liang Lin is fine. However, I'll need to trouble you to have someone clean this room."

Miss Liang Di picked up Liang Lin from her arms, saying as she walked, "Duke Sylvester, I won't waste any more words. I think you know better than me how to explain this incident to outsiders."

Sylvester, being a seasoned veteran, naturally knew. He nodded and awkwardly stood up from the ground.

"Is Liang Lin injured?"

"She's not injured, but she'll probably be unconscious for a while. She'll be fine. Please take me to a guest room so Sister Liang Lin and I can rest for a bit."

So, Sylvester "invited the wolf into the house," arranging only one room for the two sisters.

Of course, a normal person wouldn't think too much of it; they were both of the same sex, and sisters without blood ties at that.

After arriving at the room, Liang Di gently placed Liang Lin on the soft bed.

At first, she simply sat quietly by the bed, her gaze fixed on Liang Lin's face, unwilling to look away. She couldn't help but reach out and gently stroke the other's cheek with her fingertips.

She had finally seen that face again, the face she had longed for day and night, the face that had appeared so many times in her dreams.

Liang Di murmured, "Sister Liang Lin, I really missed you so much. Am I dreaming? I finally see you."

"As long as I can see you again, all the suffering I've endured this past year is nothing."

With that, Liang Di slowly leaned down, bringing her face closer to Liang Lin's. Her nose touched Liang Lin's nose, and Liang Di trembled all over.

This tingling, numb sensation felt like something she hadn't experienced in a long time—a dream.

However, Sister Liang Lin had said that she couldn't force her to do anything strange without her consent.

Liang Di tried to straighten up and move away from her. But she felt frozen, unable to leave, her eyes locked on Liang Lin's face.

"Sister..."

"Sister Liang Lin..."

"Sister Liang Lin, I really can't control myself..."

Closer and closer, Liang Lin's breath even brushed against her face, warm and tingling, making Liang Di feel intoxicated.

A kiss, just a kiss, not forcing Liang Lin to do anything strange, it's okay, it must be okay, right?

Besides, Liang Lin is still unconscious, she can't find out, she can't see, she can't feel, and even if she wakes up, she won't remember this scene.

So...

Liang Di's lips gently touched Liang Lin's lips.

Just that one touch gave Liang Di a sense of satisfaction.

But she wasn't satisfied with such a superficial feeling; she wanted a connection from the depths of her soul. Her hand, unconsciously, moved upwards, exploring those unknown dangers.

No, no.

No, this can't go on.

If Liang Lin find out, she'll definitely hate me, right?

No, I can't let myself be hated by the person I love.

But Liang Lin was asleep.

The medicine she gave her wouldn't take another four or five hours to wear off. During that time, whatever she did to her wouldn't wake her.

So...

A spell or something, maybe it's okay?

She could just clean everything up afterward, and lie tomorrow, saying it was a side effect of the medicine, causing body aches.

Liang Lin, with her low IQ, dull mind, and naive, impulsive personality, probably wouldn't guess, right?

So…

It's been so long since she'd had any meat.

Today, she'd enjoy this sumptuous feast.

The tentacles finally emerged from under her skirt, spreading over Liang Lin's body, wrapping around her delicate, white feet, calves, and arms.

Liang Di released her lips, gazing intently at Liang Lin's face.

"Sister Liang Lin, ah~ this is just like a dream."

She wanted to swallow Liang Lin whole, to become one with her completely~ never to be separated, never, ever, ever…

"Sister Liang Lin, we'll never be apart again~"

Liang Di kissed Liang Lin's cheeks again, her delicate kisses landing on every corner.

Liang Lin didn't move, not even a sound. The only response was Liang Lin's even breathing and her eyelashes fluttering slightly. This gave Liang Di a strange feeling, not discomfort, nor negative emotions, but a unique kind of stimulation.

Yes, that's right.

It felt like she was possessed by a crazy demon.

Liang Di trembled with excitement. For some reason, the thought of being inside Liang Lin's corpse filled her with intense excitement, a feeling akin to wanting to masturbate before being killed.

Yes, that's right. After that, she also committed suicide. The two of them died together in a moment of extreme joy—how romantic!

Liang Di, whether she was born a pervert or developed one later, she is, well, a pervert now.

The tentacles are multiplying.

Actually, Liang Lin had never really looked closely at Liang Di's tentacles. If she had, she would have been astonished.

Besides the most common tentacles with suckers, there were also tentacles with smooth surfaces like a baby's skin, and tiny tendrils, only about the size of a human little finger.

These three types are the most common.

Among them are some rarer, and strangely shaped tentacles.

For example, there are tentacles with eyes at the tips, and the pupils of those eyes are green, exactly the same color as Liang Di's pupils.

Some tentacles have soft, hook-like tips that can change shape at will, but can harden when necessary.

Or, they resemble human lips, usually covered, but sometimes able to protrude a pale pink "tongue," which, after a while, becomes rather cute.

For example, there are tentacles with small, raised bumps. These resemble tentacles with suckers, but are smaller and less muscular, appearing more lean and muscular.

Of course, this one isn't the one that can produce that

Because the one that actually produces that is the most ordinary one, not particularly large or special. Compared to the other tentacles, it seems quite inconspicuous. The only distinctive feature, the one that makes it memorable, is its relatively wide tip.

It's truly unbelievable what kind of psychological impact these tentacles would have if they were all together.