SGT CH91: Extra I

91: Extra ① Pure-blooded Males and Mixed-blood Tianjia X

◎Laying eggs under the male’s gaze (tentacle egg-laying warning)◎

The tentacle monster coiled throughout the room.

The shortest tentacle’s base swelled with a round, spherical bulge. The jelly-like pale pink tentacle wriggled, pushing that spherical object forward.

Mu Si held his breath and watched intently.

Although X had said these were immature eggs.

White eggs that wouldn’t hatch into cubs.

But watching his own female lay eggs was ultimately a very special thing.

Mu Si couldn’t help feeling nervous, his heart rising into his throat.

When the bulge in the tentacle was squeezed to the tip, Mu Si instinctively reached out his hand, wanting to catch it.

It wouldn’t be good if it fell on the floor and broke.

The tentacle suddenly contracted.

The egg that had been transported to the tip with such difficulty retracted back inside.

The tentacle monster’s enormous body collapsed powerlessly on the ground, the shortest tentacle trembling on the floor.

Laying eggs under the male’s gaze—this challenge was much more difficult than X had thought.

Just thinking about being watched by Mu Si made X extremely nervous.

The tentacle contracted rapidly, squeezing the egg inside, making it difficult to expel.

[Si-si is watching me…]

[Such a strange feeling, can’t apply force.]

[Really want to be held by Si-si.]

[You’re laying eggs right now, can you not get aroused and ruin my image!]

[Cutting ties, cutting ties. After laying the egg, will Si-si enter me?]

Mu Si rubbed his forehead helplessly.

The usual X was the collection of these consciousnesses.

Even if there were many pheromone-laden thoughts, they wouldn’t be expressed.

X with split consciousness was different—each tentacle actively expressed its own thoughts.

But there were more important matters now. Mu Si could only try hard to ignore these tentacles’ thoughts, pretending not to hear.

Mu Si gazed at that limp tentacle.

Puzzled in his heart.

Wasn’t it said that tentacle monsters laid eggs easily?

But looking at X’s performance, it didn’t seem so relaxed at all.

Could it be because this was X’s first egg, so it was more difficult?

Mu Si worried in his heart, gently stroking the tentacle monster’s body as he said:

“If you can’t lay it, then don’t.”

[No!]

[Want to lay lots and lots of eggs with Si-si.]

[They’re eggs of me and Si-si.]

More eggs, my foot.

This one was already a difficult birth.

Mu Si somewhat regretted letting X “perform.”

He hoped X would give up.

However, even if the egg could be retracted, it would continue to develop and grow inside the body. When that happened, the mature egg would become even larger and more difficult to expel.

Better a short pain than a long one.

“Alright, continue.”

Mu Si stroked him soothingly:

“Take your time, don’t rush. I’m here with you.”

The tentacle monster rallied its spirits again, rhythmically contracting its body to transport the egg inside toward the tentacle tip.

Mu Si watched nervously.

When the egg reached the middle section of the reproductive tentacle, Mu Si reached out, wanting to help.

His fingertip touched the tentacle. The tentacle beneath his finger shook violently, and the egg retracted again.

Mu Si didn’t understand. “Did I hurt you?”

[N-no.]

[Si-si touched me…]

Although saying no, the tentacle monster’s body was trembling badly.

The small opening at the tip of the reproductive tentacle contracted and released, overflowing with transparent mucus carrying an ice-and-snow scent.

Somewhat like pheromones, but not quite the same.

The temperature in the room seemed to have risen a bit.

Mu Si glanced at the large mass of pink-tinged tentacle monster on the floor and suspected he was crazy.

Otherwise, how could he find a tentacle monster handsome?

And tentacle monsters didn’t even have eyebrows or eyes, not even a face!

Mu Si shook his head to clear it.

He couldn’t possibly be deranged enough to enter a tentacle monster.

And one that was currently laying eggs at that.

After calming down for a while and feeling he wouldn’t do something as outrageous as forcibly entering a tentacle monster, Mu Si opened his eyes.

First inquiring about X’s condition:

“Are you okay?”

[I’m fine, it’ll come out soon.]

[That’s right, just now was a mistake, it’ll be quick.]

“Good, continue.”

Mu Si stroked X’s other tentacles, quietly waiting for him to continue.

Perhaps due to the lubrication of the mucus, this time the egg reached the tip smoothly.

Mu Si saw the tentacle tip bulge, the small opening stretched open, contracting with difficulty.

The white round egg wrapped in transparent membrane revealed itself somewhat.

The tentacle tried hard to squeeze, but it still wasn’t enough.

The opening was too small; the fist-sized egg couldn’t be expelled smoothly.

Mu Si watched the tentacle monster turn red from exerting too much force, its whole body taut, desperately contracting and squeezing, yet always falling just a bit short.

Mu Si couldn’t help reaching out to grasp that tentacle.

X startled, the tentacle suddenly contracting as the egg also retreated backward.

But before it could fully retract, it was blocked by Mu Si’s hand gripping the tentacle.

[Si-si grabbed me again.]

[It’s Si-si’s hand.]

[I like it so much.]

The tentacle monster collapsed on the ground trembling, its mental thoughts in complete disarray.

Mu Si froze his hand, not daring to move.

After all, right beside his hand was X’s egg.

Mu Si took a deep breath to calm himself.

One hand stiffly grasping that tentacle, he raised his other hand and extended a finger, probing into the contracting opening at the tentacle tip.

The tentacle monster let out a sharp cry that shook the spirit.

But Mu Si didn’t sense painful emotions from X’s scattered spiritual consciousness—instead, he felt extremely intense pleasure and comfort.

Mu Si paused slightly but decided to continue.

He inserted one finger, gently stroking the slippery inner wall of the tentacle to help X relax.

Then slowly added more fingers, stretching the tentacle opening.

Next, Mu Si should help X push the egg out.

But Mu Si really didn’t dare touch that egg.

Such a tiny egg looked so fragile.

Mu Si didn’t know what degree of force would be appropriate.

What if he accidentally broke the egg inside X’s body…

X with his extremely strong recovery ability might not get hurt, but Mu Si would definitely be scared to death.

“For the rest, you do it yourself.”

Mu Si said to X:

“I’ll hold it open for you. You expel the egg.”

[Ooh, Si-si opened me up.]

[Almost there.]

[Reached it, Si-si’s fingers.]

Mu Si held his breath watching that pearly white egg draw closer and closer, feeling it brush past his fingertips, pause for a moment, then suddenly expel, falling into his palm.

The warm sensation landed in his hand. Mu Si startled and quickly switched hands to cup it.

Although it was a white egg that couldn’t hatch into a cub.

But this was laid by X.

Like it was part of X’s body.

Ultimately, he couldn’t treat it as an ordinary egg.

The pure white egg was warm when first held, somewhat soft.

But after contacting the air, it rapidly hardened.

In a few breaths, it became an egg as hard as a gemstone.

Mu Si carefully set the egg aside to check on X.

The tentacle monster lay collapsed on the ground as if already exhausted.

The opening at the tip of the reproductive tentacle was still open, and the pale pink interior could be seen when it slowly contracted.

Somewhat lewd.

Mu Si averted his gaze, reaching out to touch the tentacle monster’s body as he asked gently:

“X, are you okay?”

The tentacle monster that had just looked limp and exhausted immediately perked up its tentacles energetically when touched by Mu Si.

[Si-si, I have an egg with Si-si now.]

[I have a cub.]

[No wait, this one isn’t mature, it’s a white egg.]

[Lay again.]

“Stop right there!”

Mu Si quickly pressed him down.

He brought the egg before X and said:

“White eggs are great. You can’t discriminate against white eggs. Look how cute it is, pure white and round. Don’t you like it?”

The tentacles lowered their “heads” to look closely.

[So small.]

[As small as Si-si’s hand.]

[Not as big as a Tianjia egg.]

Mu Si sucked in a breath.

“How big do you want to lay?”

Just this one egg the size of his fist had taken so long to lay.

If it were really as big as a Tianjia egg, it would burst X’s reproductive tentacle.

Thinking of this, Mu Si went to examine X’s post-laying tentacle, asking:

“Do you need medicine?”

[No need, tentacles have very strong recovery ability.]

The tentacle monster waved its tentacles, saying expectantly:

[I’ve already been stretched by Si-si, I can lay more eggs now.]

Stop, stop.

“Absolutely don’t lay any more.”

Mu Si pinched that tentacle, wanting to plug it up.

Actually, no need to plug it.

The opening at the tip had long since recovered to its original appearance, looking like it couldn’t even fit one finger inside.

No one could tell that a fist-sized egg had just been laid here.

Such good elasticity and recovery ability.

Truly worthy of a tentacle monster.

To prevent X from continuing to lay eggs, Mu Si pulled the quilt over to cover him.

Although the tentacle monster was too enormous and could only be partially covered.

The gesture was what mattered.

“You’re a pregnant female who just laid an egg. You need to rest well. Sleep quickly, don’t think about anything.”

Especially don’t think about laying eggs.

[Don’t need rest.]

[But will listen to Si-si.]

[Sleeping with Si-si is the happiest.]

Tentacles under the blanket wrapped around Mu Si’s legs.

As soon as X’s tentacles made contact with Mu Si’s body, the tips would unconsciously secrete some mucus.

The mucus carried pheromone-like substances.

Mu Si’s cheeks flushed slightly from being affected, and he gently kicked his leg, scolding in a low voice:

“Don’t move around.”

[Oh okay, won’t move.]

[Will wait until Si-si is asleep to rub.]

Mu Si: “…”

Really.

After becoming a tentacle monster, X didn’t know how to hide his thoughts at all.

Everything just spilled out.

[Is Si-si asleep?]

One tentacle poked its tip out from under the covers to check.

“No!” Mu Si glared at it.

That tentacle silently retracted.

[When will Si-si sleep?]

Another tentacle emerged to ask.

Mu Si turned his head away, not wanting to deal with it.

He had just woken up not long ago; how could he possibly fall asleep?

Just as he was thinking this, Mu Si actually felt drowsiness coming on.

Something was wrong…

This sleepiness came too suddenly.

As if something was forcing him to sleep.

It was the mucus secreted from the tentacle tips.

When the tentacle monster expected him to sleep, the mucus it secreted had a sleep-inducing effect.

Damn, he actually fell for this trick.

Mu Si couldn’t resist the drowsiness, his eyelids growing heavier.

His last thought before falling into deep sleep was:

If he knew he’d fall asleep and be rubbed by the tentacle monster, he should have entered the tentacle monster first.

When he woke up, he would definitely…

[Is Si-si asleep?]

Another tentacle issued an inquiry.

No answer, and no answer was needed.

As a psychic-type tentacle monster, he could clearly sense the male’s consciousness falling into sleep.

The tentacles joyfully pounced.