The first time she set up a stall to sell octopus balls, Squidmom went from feeling out of place... to becoming a social butterfly in just a short half-hour. With every customer she called "adorable little one," she made those who bought her octopus balls laugh with joy.
Even though it was she, the vendor, who was the cute "little one," she referred to these adults as "little ones," which was quite charming.
The key was that her pet octopus was quite mischievous, liking to interact with children with its tentacles, especially children around two or three years old.
Using the suction cups on its tentacles to gently stick to a child's face a few times, the little one would then say, enraptured, "Milk-scented little little one, like, want to eat..."
When encountering mothers who were still breastfeeding, the little one would also say, "Milk-scented little one... like... want to eat..."
For teenagers and middle-aged people, the little one would say... "Chewy... crunchy..."
