The Picked-Up Little Tentacle Begs Me to Take Responsibility 37p2

Chapter 37 Part 2

Shi Xu could have easily forced him to go home, but he didn’t.

He figured that Gu Sui, already showing signs of possessiveness in front of Qi Yu, would only become more agitated if left alone, making Shi Xu’s life even more difficult upon returning home. It was better to indulge him now.

The result was that Qi Yu was subjected to more gossip and an overload of sickeningly sweet couple interactions.

He learned from Gu Sui that Shi Xu and Gu Sui had two children.

He was initially shocked, then learned they weren’t their biological children, but foundlings.

A little black cat and a golden egg.

He also realized Gu Sui’s logic was… unique. It was normal for humans to treat pets like children, but an egg?

And Gu Sui considered the egg to be the little black cat’s wife.

Shi Xu, instead of correcting him, played along.

In just one afternoon, Qi Yu’s world was turned upside down. He learned a valuable lesson—

Love made people crazy, even Shi Xu.

After Cheng Fan and Xiao Liu’s deaths, Shi Xu was the only security guard left at Jinzhu Bay. The Anomaly Management Bureau sent temporary replacements. With the pollutant eliminated, they should be able to find new recruits soon.

Shi Xu still worked his regular shifts.

At the end of his shift, he invited Qi Yu home for dinner, which Qi Yu immediately declined.

He wasn’t going for dinner, he was going to be force-fed dog food.

As a single person, he had to have some self-respect. He wouldn’t intrude on their lovey-dovey nonsense.

He said goodbye. After an afternoon together, Gu Sui’s attitude towards him had softened slightly, no longer glaring at him, even waving goodbye with a sincere smile. “Friend, goodbye! Come visit… sometime! I’ll… cook… for you~”

Qi Yu: “…”

No, thank you. I’m afraid you’ll poison my food.

Their homes were in different directions. They parted ways at the intersection, Shi Xu and Gu Sui walking together. Once they were out of Qi Yu’s sight, Shi Xu pinched Gu Sui’s finger, the delayed punishment.

“What was that attitude towards Qi Yu?”

“Wife, I… wrong.” Gu Sui immediately apologized, offering his other hand. “Wife… if you’re… unhappy… you can… pinch this hand… too. Or… other places…”

Shi Xu: “…”

He ignored the offered hand, his voice cold. “I told you, he’s my friend. Why are you jealous?”

“I… wanted… to be nice…” Gu Sui pouted. “But… he was… practically glued… to you… and shouting… ‘I do!’… I… couldn’t… control myself…”

Now he was playing the victim?

Shi Xu sighed. “What are you imagining now?”

He didn’t need Gu Sui to answer. He knew. “You thought I proposed to him?”

Gu Sui shook his head vigorously. “I… trust Wife. Wife… won’t… cheat…”

Shi Xu’s tense expression softened. He released Gu Sui’s finger, only to have it grabbed again.

Gu Sui swung their joined hands, leaning closer, bumping his nose against Shi Xu’s. “But… I’m still… unhappy… he was… so close… to Wife…”

Shi Xu looked down at him, smiling faintly. “What do you want?”

Gu Sui: “A kiss. Then I… won’t be… unhappy…”

“What do I care about your happiness?” Shi Xu’s smile vanished instantly.

Gu Sui hugged him, swaying back and forth. “I… want… to kiss… Wife. Wife, kiss… please?”

Shi Xu, his head spinning from the movement, poked Gu Sui’s stomach, stopping his antics.

“Didn’t we kiss before leaving this morning? Aren’t you tired of kissing?”

“Never tired. Wife’s lips… so sweet… I love… kissing Wife…” He bumped his nose against Shi Xu’s again, his eyes intense, his voice husky. “Wife, I’m… hungry… I want… your saliva…”

Shi Xu: “…”

Gu Sui’s gaze was electrifying, sending shivers down his spine.

“Wife, you… don’t like… kissing me?”

Shi Xu couldn’t say no.

Because he liked it too.

But he still had some semblance of rationality. He covered Gu Sui’s mouth before he could kiss him.

“We’ll kiss when we get home!”

Gu Sui kissed his palm repeatedly, his voice trembling with excitement. “Okay~”

The little black cat had a secret: it understood human language. When Gu Sui brought it home, he also brought a golden egg.

Gu Sui told it, “Little Black, this egg is your wife now.”

The cat scoffed. Even it knew that different species couldn’t be together. It agreed with Shi Xu. This Gu Sui was crazy.

But despite its thoughts, it was still tasked with caring for the egg.

Because Shi Xu worked, and Gu Sui, although at home, was always preoccupied with Shi Xu, barely remembering to feed it.

One day, Gu Sui had a brilliant idea. He held the egg, placing it in the cat’s paws, saying seriously, “I saw on TV, this is how mother hens hatch chicks. Little Black, incubate this egg for my wife. When the baby hatches, I’ll let it call you godfather.”

The cat was speechless. Had he forgotten that the egg was supposed to be its wife?

Now it was its godchild?

Speechless, but knowing Gu Sui’s unpredictable nature, it obeyed, reluctantly accepting the task that should have been Shi Xu’s.

Even a cat knew cats couldn’t hatch eggs. It could only warm the egg with its body, not actually hatch it.

Despite its thoughts, it diligently performed its duty every day, even finding it somewhat enjoyable.

Today, after Gu Sui left to deliver lunch to Shi Xu, the cat finished its food and resumed its incubation duties. The moment it settled onto the egg, the egg started to wriggle, pushing it off.

The cat meowed sternly. “Baby, don’t be naughty! Be good! Godfather is warming you!”

It knew the egg understood. It often talked to the egg when Shi Xu and Gu Sui weren’t paying attention.

The egg sometimes responded, sometimes ignored it.

Previously, whenever the egg was restless, its words would calm it down, but today, it was unusually agitated.

Meow, meow, meow: What’s wrong, baby? Are you uncomfortable?

The bright room suddenly plunged into darkness. The cat’s fur stood on end.

It looked up, surrounded by darkness, the golden egg the only source of light.

It realized the egg was glowing.

Meow, meow, meow: Baby? What’s wrong? Did you do this?

It had never heard the egg’s voice before, and it didn’t hear it now.

A cold wind blew from behind, flattening its fur. A familiar shape slammed into it, pushing it against the wall.

Despite the impact, the cat wasn’t angry. It protectively held the egg, afraid of cracking it, worried its godchild would die before even hatching.

Meow, meow, meow: Baby, are you okay? Did you hit anything?

It anxiously patted the egg’s smooth surface with its paws. The egg’s tip nudged its paw, a silent reassurance.

Another gust of wind, and the egg pushed it in another direction.

The cat finally sensed the danger, its pupils constricting, the stench of decay filling the air. An invisible hand grabbed its tail, lifting it off the ground.

The grip deliberately avoided its scruff, its most vulnerable spot. For the first time, the cat felt true fear, meowing frantically.

Despite its terror, its main concern was the egg.

Meow, meow, meow: Run, baby! Find your dad and little dad! Avenge your godfather when you grow up! Wuwuwu…

A wind blew from above. It braced itself for the inevitable, closing its eyes, waiting for death.

But the wind was gentle, the grip on its tail releasing it.

It landed softly, instinctively curling into a ball.

A bloodcurdling scream echoed in the darkness. It opened its eyes, blinded by a golden light.

The darkness dissipated. Just before closing its eyes again, it saw the golden egg crack.

Cracking sounds, followed by the fading screams.

When the blinding light subsided, it opened its eyes again.

Countless tiny golden fragments littered the floor. It slowly looked up, seeing half of the eggshell nearby.

The golden egg was broken.