"Ohh. Your wolf is here," Loid commented at a distance, smiling as he took time to glance at Gin and Sol. "Perfect, now you both can meet our dear friend together. He's been willing to talk to you!"
Sol turned red, visibly flustered as he faced Loid, "How many times do I have to tell you?! He's not my wolf! And what does that even mean? An octopus talking, stop playing…"
Suddenly, the octopus that was being talked about for a good while moved and looked in the direction of Sol, seemingly blushing as it spoke with a very strange and cute voice, "U-Um, sorry to interrupt you… A-Actually I can speak…"
What had been a deep frown on Sol's face suddenly turned into a massive paling of his skin. What the hell was this!? An octopus that could talk… How could this be?!
Even Gin's cold look seemed to crack at the sight. Subconsciously, his hand went to the dagger around his waist.
